"One day, my Dead Souls Chest won't be enough."
"Can we make a few thousand more soul-gathering coffins?" This was the first solution that Lin Yong thought of.
But Uncle Lin Jiu shook his head:
“It’s too difficult.”
"For these ninety-nine Soul Gathering Coffins, I traveled almost all over the Shenxia Continent."
"The Shenxia Continent no longer has the materials to make the Soul Gathering Coffin."
The great master looked at Lin Yong:
"You can change all this."
"The light emitted from your left hand can suppress all demons and monsters."
"If this resentment falls into your hands, not only will it be able to dispel the poison of the undead, but even the resentment itself will be eliminated by your light."
"In this way, the poison of the undead will be cured, and the zombies will disappear forever."
"It's a good thing to do, but it's also dangerous."
Uncle Lin Jiu reminded Lin Yong.
The zombies here are almost all former officials of the Southern Song Dynasty. When resentment appears, if they are stimulated, they can easily turn into spirits of resentment.
Just like Shen Youzhi and his wife.
When the dead were reunited, he immediately went berserk after sensing Lin Yong's appearance.
Lin Beitian is the resentment in their hearts that they cannot easily quell.
"Uncle Jiu can't guarantee that they won't attack!"
That's what I said.
But with Uncle Lin Jiu here, what monsters and demons can harm Lin Yong?!
He just wanted to take a look.
How courageous and bold this kid is.
Coincidentally.
What Lin Yong lacked the most was fearlessness!
"Uncle Jiu, let me try!"
"I don't want the human race to have no future!"
The determination of this salted fish made Uncle Jiu nod with satisfaction.
But what he added next made the master helpless:
"I can't live without a beautiful woman!"
well......
Xiao Yong, why are you so hopeless...
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