Resentment

"Finally..." in the quiet and dim room, Moyou looked down at the palm of his hand, a soft light reflected in his dark pupils.

There was a white light floating in his hand, looking extremely unstable.

  This white light is the life energy naturally drained from the human body, which can also be called "qi" or "mind power".

It is difficult for ordinary people to sense the existence of qi, so they can only let the qi escape naturally.

  Sensing the chi, releasing the chi, and retaining the chi.

  This process is never easy.

  Moyou crossed the river by feeling the stones, and it took nearly a year to barely control his anger.

  This stage represents that he has officially crossed the threshold called "mindfulness".

  But compared to this meaningful first step, what made him even more happy was-

  "It is expected that the initial grasp of 'Tangling' is expected, and the most important thing is... the soul is finally in tune."

Moyou slowly grew a With a sigh, his mood suddenly became a little complicated, and he whispered to himself: "It's been a year, time flies so fast..."

  A year ago, he drove back to his hometown.

  As a result, when passing through the high-speed tunnel, a large cloud of dense fog with extremely low visibility appeared strangely ahead.

He wasn't slow to react at that time, he tapped the brakes and turned on the fog lights at the same time.

  But at the moment when the man and the car plunged into the thick fog, the vision suddenly turned around, and when he came back to his senses, his soul was already attached to this body named Moyu Isaac.

  At the same time, all kinds of fragmented memories appeared in his head.

  Moyou was stunned at the time, and had no idea what was going on.

  And these memory fragments in his head not only failed to make him quickly understand the current situation, but also caused various minor problems in his mind and body in the future.

To make matters worse, at first everything felt unfamiliar to him.

  Fortunately, the original owner of the body seemed to be in a coma because of the trauma to his head... which

  gave him a reason for amnesia, so that he could slowly get acquainted with the environment.

  For the next year, Moyou stayed behind closed doors, studying, reading and exercising while overcoming various physical problems.

  Then, through various books and digesting some memory fragments, he learned that he had crossed into the world of full-time hunters, and he began to try to sense the existence of "Qi".

Until today, hard work has paid off.

  Right now, he just feels relaxed, like a new life.

  "But it's still a long way off..."

  Moyou concentrated, imagining wrapping the life energy that leaked out around his body.

  After realizing that this is the world of full-time hunters, his first thought was to learn to read.

This is a very important backing and guarantee for him, so he must better grasp this power.

  In the dark room, a mass of white light floated, undulating like waves.

  As time passed -

  the undulating white light slowly became stable at a speed visible to the naked eye.

  This means that Moyou has initially mastered the entanglement and can wrap his Qi around his body steadily.

It's going so fast."

  Moyou looked down at the gentle air flowing from his body and was quite surprised.

  From undulating to smooth flowing, I thought this process would take a lot of time, but it took less than ten minutes to do it.

  Is it because of the disappearance of the body's rejection reaction that the cultivation efficiency is so high?

  The answer is not known.

Moyu didn't bother with this issue either.

  As the entangled state of qi tends to stabilize, the next goal is to make this state instinctive.

  To that extent, it is equivalent to wearing a layer of transparent armor with no dead ends in all directions at any time.

  At the same time, keeping the "qi" that should be lost day and night and wrapping it around the body is equivalent to restraining the consumption of "life energy", so longevity is not a problem at all.

Thinking of this, Moyou looked up at the night outside the window, full of motivation.

  Now is the time to embrace this new world.

  "Huh?"

  Suddenly, Moyou's eyes were attracted by a wisp of foreign object on the edge of the window.

  "That's..."

  He looked intently.

  The foreign object was a wisp of black air, floating above the window sill like catkins.

  "The black air is very weak."

  Moyou stared at the black air.

  He recognized at a glance that this black qi was the qi left over after the death of human beings, and it could also be regarded as the thoughts, death qi, obsession, spirit, and even resentment left by humans after death.

In this world, thoughts left behind after death are quite common.

  But the "thoughts" left by ordinary people after death are usually extremely weak, and the sense of existence is almost zero, which will not have any impact on reality.

  Only the kind of "thought" that was flooded with "strong emotions" before death has a certain degree of intensity and the power of phenomenal influence.

  However, the "mind" left behind by ordinary people after death, even if they are flooded with strong emotions, usually cannot pose a threat to those with the ability to think.

  What's interesting is that in this world where anyone can learn "mind" step by step... the

  vast majority of minders do not have the ability to eradicate "resentment", even if it does not threaten at all.

  Only a small group of people with the ability to eradicate "mind", known as "mind-eliminating masters".

  The dark energy in front of him is exactly the thought dyed black by strong emotions.

It's been there all the time, it's just that Moyo couldn't see it before.

  And Moyou can now open the "fine hole" and has mastered the "entanglement", so he can see the "resentment" that ordinary people can't see with the help of the "qi" bound in the body.

  "Why is there resentment in the monastery, could it be..."

  Mo You raised his finger to his chin, his eyes filled with thought.

  The former home is a monastery built on a mountain in the scenic area. In addition, there is an old monk who is not afraid of alcohol and meat.

  To talk about what is special about the temple -

  apart from asking for fortunes and offering incense, and throwing coins to make a wish in the release pool in front of the main hall, that is, placing relics.

  Placing the relics of the deceased together with their last wishes on the offering table is one of the characteristics of this monastery.

  So.

  This ray of resentment is likely to be derived from the pile of relics.

  Moyou got up, walked slowly to the window, and observed the black resentment up close.

The intensity is very weak, and there is a sense of sight that disappears when you touch it.

  For ordinary people, there is basically no threat, let alone him who is the threshold of the ability for the first time.

  "Huh?"

  Moyou looked down at the bottom of the resentment.

  He found that this resentment was not rootless duckweed, but a slender black air thread was actually connected to the bottom of it.

  "Line?"

  Moyou narrowed his eyes, and subconsciously followed the black air thread to look out the window to the yard.

  From his angle, he could see the courtyard with blue bricks in front of the main hall. In the center of the courtyard was a release pool about half the size of a basketball court.

  It is said to be a release pool, but there are actually no living creatures in it, only water and coins covering the entire bottom of the pool.

  now.

  Moyou's attention was firmly absorbed by the release pool.

  Under the moonlight, the calm water of the release pond was filled with black resentment like a muddy swamp at some point, exuding a breathtaking aura.

  Cold and irritable.

Full of extreme malice!

  As soon as the scene was brought into his eyes, Moyu felt a great threat.

  "Just kidding..."

  The scene that broke into his field of vision made Moyou's eyes widen.

  A chill suddenly rose from the back and spread all over the body in an instant.

  Why is there such an astonishing amount of resentment accumulated in the ordinary monastery?

  This is definitely not something that a pile of relics can spawn!

  With such an intensity, ordinary people would probably die on the spot if they were touched a little.

  But he has traveled over a year, but he has not noticed the resentment of the large group gathered in the release pool?

  And those tourists who came to the temple to visit the incense, when they threw coins to the release pool to make a wish, but nothing happened.

  Many doubts flashed quickly in Moyou's head.

At the same time, due to the dangerous aura emanating from this group of resentment, Moyou quickly backed away, just wanting to stay away from this extremely dangerous group of resentment.

  I don't know if it was because Moyou's sight or backing action stimulated the resentment in the release pool, or was it attracted by Moyou's qi.

  I saw that the sticky mass of resentment seemed to have consciousness, shrinking its body quickly, and immediately rushed towards Moyou.

  The speed is extremely fast, and in just one breath, it flew over a distance of dozens of meters and came to Moyou.

  Moyou suddenly fell into an ice cellar, and he was hit by this group of resentment before he had time to release his Qi to the maximum to form a defense, and he lost consciousness on the spot.

  But the group of black resentment did not continue to attack Moyou, but just suspended in mid-air.

  The room was so quiet that you could hear needles falling, the moonlight outside the window quietly disappeared, the night was like thick ink, and the sight was full of depression.

This small monastery standing on the top of the mountain seems to hide an unknown secret.

  About three seconds passed.

  The black resentment suspended in mid-air once again showed an attacking stance.

  But just as the black resentment rushed towards Mo You, a circular hole suddenly expanded on the water surface of the release pool, like a sewer opening with a manhole cover opened.

  It's just that in the middle of the circular hole, there is a red shiny arrow going straight.

  When the hole that looked like a sewer mouth appeared on the water surface of the release pool, the black resentment that had originally rushed towards Moyou was suddenly frozen in mid-air.

  Immediately afterwards, there seemed to be an invisible suction pulling the black resentment, pulling it towards the circular hole on the water surface of the release pool.

  Black resentment struggled frantically, but to no avail.

  However, after a few breaths, it was pulled into the hole by this suction and disappeared without a trace.

  As the black resentment disappeared, the circular hole shrunk into a black spot and disappeared out of thin air.

The room was suddenly quiet enough to hear the needle falling.

  After a while.

  On the wall of the room near the window, a small black spot with a psychic luster on the edge first appeared, and then it expanded into a circular black hole with a diameter of more than one meter.

  In the middle of the hole that was so black that no fingers could be seen, there was a green straight mark suspended.

  Quietly, the green light on the straight mark became more and more hazy.

  Then, two figures, one large and one small, emerged from the hazy green light.

  The big figure was a bald middle-aged man with a full beard but no eyebrows.

  This bald-headed middle-aged man is actually Moyou's predecessor's father, Hawk.

  The small figure was a mouse about the size of a football with a rather strange appearance.

  The mouse had no nose or mouth on its face, and a pair of big round eyes almost occupied half of the mouse's face, and there was no pinna on the mouse's ears, only a circle of mosquito coil-like lines.

  There is a three-dimensional straight mark on the mouse's forehead, and at the end of its long pointed tail, there is an angry face the size of a baby's fist composed of "qi".

  Hawke was shrouded in a layer of bright psychic light, and after coming out of the green marked straight passage, he walked quickly to Moyou's side.

And the peculiar-looking mouse followed closely behind Hawke, walking silently.

  Hawk squatted down, checked Moyu's physical condition, and he was relieved to confirm that the injury was not serious.

  "Moyou, you kid..."

  Hawke stared at Moyou's face with strange eyes, and muttered to himself,

  "Obviously I don't know anything about Nian, but under the suppression of the 'God Word', I can wake up to Nian... ...is it a crooked fight? Or is it just a gift?"

  After a pause, Hawke sighed, with a worried look on his face.

  "Until the 'cost' is completely resolved, it's not a good thing for you to wake up."

- The

  next morning.

  Soft morning light filtered through the windows and filled the room.

  Moyu suddenly opened his eyes and bounced off the bed like a conditioned reflex.

  "Bed..."

  Moyu, who realized that he was lying on the bed, still maintained the state of "entanglement" for the first time.

  Immediately, he jumped off the bed and leaned against the window, carefully aiming at the release pool.

  The courtyard is filled with mist, and the morning light shuttles through it, like a dream.

  The large group of resentment that I saw last night has disappeared at this moment.

Immediately, he jumped off the bed and leaned against the window, carefully aiming at the release pool.

  The courtyard is filled with mist, and the morning light shuttles through it, like a dream.

  The large group of resentment that I saw last night has disappeared at this moment.

  "It's gone..."

  Moyou frowned and whispered to himself, "Is it a dream?"

  He looked back and checked his body carefully, there was no problem at all.

  But the moment he was attacked last night, the intense pain was so real.

  If you are really hit by that level of resentment, you can't be safe.

  Injury is inevitable.

  But the fact is that the body is intact and there is no injury at all.

  "Maybe I'm too tired."

  Moyu shook his head slightly, blaming the nightmare for last night's experience, and then walked to the bathroom.

  Clap la la -

  turn on the faucet and the water pours out.

  Moyou took the water and wiped his face, then immediately looked at the mirror.

  The mirror stained with some water marks reflected a tender face with fair complexion and delicate facial features.

  13 years old.

  This is the age of his body.

  Although he is a little younger, his appearance is very good.

Moyou also had a good-looking face in his previous life, so he was pursued by many girls in his life.

  But compared to the current appearance, there is still a big gap.

  Sometimes when I look in the mirror for a while, I always suspect that I am not from Hawke.

  Just as Moyou sighed, a voice sounded in his head without warning——

  "Because your appearance is particularly outstanding, and the look and feel are very satisfied, your chanting times +1"

  "???" Moyou stunned.