Chapter 37 Bone-crushing and corpse-whipping?

Lin Du's patience was not that good, especially when she knew what the outcome would be.

The ghost in the skull did not respond, only silence.

With a snap, the skull shattered.

Then there was the sound of a whip breaking through the air, and the bones of the deceased were scattered everywhere.

The onlookers shuddered again.

"Well, what about you?"

This time Lin Du got a response.

She closed her eyes and saw the answer the ghost gave her.

The name of this place is Reims City, which is the largest central city in the Lanju Realm.

At first, no one thought there was anything wrong with the world of Lanju, until disasters occurred frequently, the sea became a lake, and the sun and moon gradually became dim.

It has been a thousand years since anyone has ascended to heaven, and the spiritual energy has become increasingly thinner. It seems that the spiritual veins and spiritual stone mines require longer time than before to produce spiritual energy.

Only then did high-ranking monks confirm that the Lanju Realm might be collapsing.

The collapsed small world will gradually become impossible to get out of, impossible to ascend, and eventually the spiritual energy will be exhausted, and the first to die will be the monks.

No one wants to die.

When the sun and the moon disappear, the last connection between people and the way of heaven also disappears, leaving only pure oppression of rules.

So the high-level monks united together and thought of many ways to open the gate in various ways, but to no avail.

The final desperate struggle is a sacrifice.

Sacrifice those who are the first batch of people who will die because of their low cultivation, and gather their spiritual power and soul power into the 217 high-level monks with the highest cultivation in the entire world.

When their cultivation instantly surpasses the suppressing cultivation of this world, perhaps they can force the small world to send them out.

But the laws of nature in the collapsed small world were no longer complete, and they failed.

The enraged world erupted into the strongest sandstorm in history, completely submerging the city of Reims.

Two hundred and seventeen high-ranking monks were thus concealed.

Thousands of years of accumulated resentment have quietly caused changes in the formation.

After Lin Du finished reading the story the ghost told him, he paused for a moment and laughed, "At this time, it still needs to be three-tenths true and seven-tenths false. Who are you performing for?"

Every word and sentence is a helpless struggle, but does anyone care about the thousands of humble lives?

This statement might be able to deceive young monks like Jinxuan and Yuanye, but it couldn't deceive her.

The huge formations were stacked one after another. She only needed to walk into the city to know how many huge formations there were and what their backup plans were.

"You're not being honest." Lin Du said, exerting force on his hands.

Another snap.

The ghost let out an unwilling roar in the air, and was shattered by Ni Jinxuan's powerful whip.

Lin Du raised his eyes leisurely, "This is the city of Reims. A natural disaster buried it, but most of the things are still there. Go and find what you need."

The onlookers didn't dare to move, "You...you guys first?"

Lin Du shook his head and put his hand on the other skull. "I haven't finished asking."

The onlookers looked at each other: Is this not the end of the questioning? Is this not the end of the breaking?

"Yan Qing, you come too."

Yan Qing's face remained calm and composed, but his heart was filled with turmoil.

He remembered... after using the method of asking the spirit, he still needed to explain things to the spirit with reason and appeal to its emotions. Only if the ghost was willing to speak could the questioning be successful.

How can there be such a junior master uncle who threatens people as soon as she comes up? The ghost can only care about her because he is forced to do so by her tyranny.

Yan Qing raised his hand and cast a spell to move forward, but then his soul felt the tearing of the evil spirit. He quickly raised his foot and kicked it, then pulled out the big knife behind his back and split the white bones in half with one blow.

"Seizing something will damage your virtue. Senior, please be careful."

The sword energy was so fierce that it even left a mark on the ground of the altar.

Several cultivators took a step back in unison. They had thought that Yan Qing looked the most normal among the four disciples of the Supreme Sect, so they were closest to him and the sword energy almost reached their toes.

Now they have realized that none of them in the Supreme Sect are normal and they should stay away from them.

More and more people came and landed one after another.

Then I saw the people who had come before were standing in the corner of the altar with their hands and feet tucked in. There were bones everywhere in the middle of the altar. Four disciples of the Supreme Sect were playing a requiem, one holding a knife, one holding a whip, and one holding a harp. The sound of the harp was mournful and screaming, and it was creepy to listen to.

The remaining one, who looked extremely frail and was the most talented person to everyone's disappointment, crushed a skull with his bare hands.

Then the pretty female cultivator in pink skirt holding a whip nearby swung the whip over.

"Fuck, what is this disciple of the Supreme Sect doing? Crushing bones and whipping corpses??? What a huge vengeance."

The scene was so bizarre that no one noticed that in the corner, someone suddenly covered his head and let out a silent roar in pain.

Lin Du finally got the answer she wanted.

According to what the ghost said, the two hundred monks made two preparations at that time.

If the sacrificial power is not enough, then the formation of gathering Yin and nourishing evil will be activated to prevent the dissipation of the ghost after death. For ordinary people, the three souls and seven spirits will completely dissipate in forty-nine days and the small world has collapsed, making reincarnation impossible. Therefore, one can only wait for the power outside the small world to open the gate so that the small world can see the light of day again.

Red willow was an accident, but not entirely an accident.

From the moment the red willow turned into a monster, the person who set up the formation came up with a better idea. The red willow grew right at the center of the formation, and as long as they fed it with a steady supply of resentful spirits, the red willow could be transformed into a great monster.

It is not easy to seize the essence, and it is easy to produce more abnormal changes, such as two souls in one body, or the cultivator's desperate self-destruction.

But if the branches of the red willow turn into their original human form after eating a person, their ghosts will drill into the willow branches, and then use their power to cut off the red willow and regain their original identities. When the time for training in the secret realm is up and people from the outside world open the door to the small world, they can blend into the crowd and reach a complete new world.

"It's Liu who eats people, what does it have to do with us?"

The ghost laughed eerily, "If you can get out, who wants to be trapped to death in this world?"

"After all, it wasn't us who killed those 197 monks. It was you, the outside monks who opened the magic box, right?"

Lin Du smiled and said, "No, of course not."

She raised her eyes and crushed the ghost's skull with her hands, "Of course it's not right."

"It was wrong from the moment you sacrificed all the innocent lower-ranking monks and even civilians."

If it weren't for the thousands of civilians who were sacrificed without knowing it, this red willow would not have become a monster.

The resentment of 217 monks alone cannot give rise to a great demon.

"Your escape was torn open with the blood and hatred of countless people."

Lin Du claims that she is not a righteous person. She does not think that her values ​​are that correct. She only knows that her own affairs will never involve innocent people.

"They're all going to die anyway! If they die early and are sacrificed, it will be a worthwhile death!"

Lin Du blinked his eyes. "According to what you said, you are worthless now, so you deserve to die."

"Jinxuan, whip."

The whip broke through the air with a sharp sound. The struggling ghost wanted to escape, and let out a miserable roar. Gradually, a gray-black shadow appeared in the air.

At this moment, a man in the corner tilted his head, grabbed the neck of a man next to him, and then threw the man directly into the altar.

The black shadow then crashed straight into the body of the monk who was thrown out.