Chapter 59: The Devil Among Devil (Part 2)

"Changping! That's right, this is the site of the ancient battlefield of Changping. The Qin army and the Zhao army fought a decisive battle here. The corpses were everywhere, blood flowed like a river, and heads piled up like a mountain. In the end, Qin general Bai Qi defeated the Zhao army in one fell swoop and killed 400,000 surrendered soldiers. He was the greatest killer in history. In such a small place, at least 600,000 lives were buried. Could it be that... you want to collect the ghosts of those who died in the battle?" Zhou Qing said to King Xuanyuan.

"Yes, the military souls who died in battle are different from any other souls. After death, they will not enter reincarnation or the six paths. They can only wander between heaven and earth, and will never be reborn. Their fierce and evil spirits are unmatched in the three realms. Ordinary soul-binding formations cannot trap these military souls and fierce ghosts. Only the Twelve Dutian Gods and Demons Formation, which is known as the first in the magic world, can gather them. As long as I gather hundreds of thousands of military souls and fierce ghosts, I am afraid that the true immortals in the sky will be in trouble!" Xuanyuan Dharma King said coldly: "I really don't have a decent attack magic weapon now. The purple and green swords of Shushan are extremely powerful. I can gather military souls and take the opportunity to practice the Yin-Yang God and Demon Banner. At that time, the first goal will be to destroy Shushan and avenge my ancestor."

"Haha! ! Haha!" Zhou Qing finally couldn't help laughing after hearing what Xuanyuan Dharma King said.

Xuanyuan Fawang was puzzled by his laughter and shouted, "Boy, what are you laughing at? What's wrong with you?"

Zhou Qing stopped laughing after a while and said, "I said that the senior was smart all his life but confused for a moment. It has been more than 2,000 years since the Battle of Changping. So many people died back then. Those military spirits and fierce ghosts will not dissipate on their own. Logically speaking, ghosts are entrenched within a hundred miles of here, and there should be no grass growing and no vitality. Why is it that the yin and yang are still in harmony here now, and there has been no trouble from ancient times to the present? Since ancient times, there have been more Taoist masters than crucian carp crossing the river, and there is no shortage of people with great achievements and means. If the senior wants it, they naturally want it. I am afraid that they have already transcended these military spirits and fierce ghosts. What's more, there are endless masters of the magic sect, and I have never heard of anyone who has gathered hundreds of thousands of military spirits. Are they all fools? Don't they know there are so many evil ghosts here?"

Zhou Qing had indeed been here in the past. His weapon training outline included methods for making magic weapons. Daoist weapons were extremely difficult to make. The first point was to have materials, especially the best natural treasures, which Zhou Qing could not get. So he set his sights on magic weapons. Magic weapons were easy to make and quite powerful. They were more vicious than Taoist magic weapons. The materials used for general magic weapons were generally ghosts, corpses that had absorbed the deadly aura from the ground. However, these things were also extremely difficult to obtain in modern society. Now people were cremated. Once burned, even the person and his bones turned into ashes. There were no corpses. Even if they were buried, they were buried with ashes. Zhou Qing had robbed tombs several times with great interest. After excavating several jars of ashes, he never did this again. As for ghosts, it was even more difficult. One had to take advantage of the first seven days after the other party's death, when the ghost had not yet entered the six reincarnations, and then use the soul-binding spell to capture them alive. Zhou Qing once quietly hid in the hospital, waiting for a dying person to breathe, but after waiting for three days and three nights, the person was rescued, which almost pissed Zhou Qing off to death. Besides, the ghosts needed to cultivate magic tools need to have a heavy resentment when they die, so that they can show their power. Not to mention that people in modern society have enough food and clothing, and very few people die. Even if one or two people die of illness occasionally, they take medicine before the death, and live in peace. Not to mention that the souls have resentment, I am afraid that even the high monks who have attained nirvana are not so happy. The more peaceful and prosperous the times are, the harder it is for the magic to survive, so whenever there is troubled times, demons will be rampant, that's the reason. Zhou Qing also set his sights on these ancient military souls who died in battle, and visited many large and small ancient battlefields, but he didn't even find a hair. Those military souls, for many years, were either subdued by Taoists or transcended by monks. Zhou Qing certainly did not let go of the ancient battlefield of Changping. He went back and forth several times to check carefully but did not gain anything. Later, he gave up the idea of ​​making magic tools. Now he heard that King Xuanyuan was going to set up a formation here to collect military souls. How could he not laugh? There were no military souls or fierce ghosts here. There was nothing here. It was almost the same as collecting air.

After hearing Zhou Qing's words, King Xuanyuan was not angry, but smiled. "You are right. Military souls are extremely harmful. In every generation, wherever there is a war, there must be Taoist masters and Buddhist monks to save the dead souls. But it is different here. Back then, the God of Killing Bai Qi killed the surrendered soldiers. 400,000 soldiers died overnight, and the resentment gathered into a monstrous resentment. There was no living thing within a thousand miles. The Qin Emperor invited masters from all over the world to save the dead souls. He gathered 108 Taoist masters and set up the Tiangang Disha formation to try to seal these military souls. Not only did it not work, but the 108 Taoist masters were swallowed by the military souls, and their bodies and souls were destroyed. They will never be able to ascend. In the end, the matter was too serious, almost alarming the heavens, and they even sent down nine days of thunder to strike them, hehe!!" King Xuanyuan laughed dryly and stopped talking.

"What happened later?" Zhou Qing was listening to the pre-Qin secrets with great interest, but the Xuanyuan Dharma King actually stopped talking. Zhou Qing didn't care about that and asked again. The Xuanyuan Dharma King said loudly to the air: "There are fellow Taoists living here, why don't you show up and see them?"

"Huh?" A crisp, heavenly voice floated in the air, making people feel that the pores of the whole body were open. Zhou Qing was so comfortable that he almost moaned, "My goodness! What is this sound? It's such a powerful magic sound, but it doesn't make people feel the slightest bit of evil. It's another amazingly powerful person. I was wondering why this old monster gave me a magic weapon for no reason. It turns out that he is going to start working. Such a powerful monster is not easy to subdue!" Zhou Qing was determined and woke up immediately. He understood what the Xuanyuan Dharma King was going to do. This guy was not here to subdue any military souls, but to subdue his subordinates.

A breeze mixed with fragrance blew over. In Zhou Qing's astonished eyes, the breeze gradually gathered into a human figure, which became clearer and clearer, and finally formed a masked woman in white. The woman was petite and delicate, seemingly fragile. The breeze blew and swayed with the wind, as if she was about to be blown away. Zhou Qing knew that the woman had melted into the wind, invisible. When Zhou Qing's mind swept over the woman, there was nothing. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought that the woman didn't exist.

Xuanyuan Fawang didn't expect it to be a woman. He frowned and said, "It's rare that there are women practicing the magic art!" As soon as the voice fell, a few skeleton claws with deep bones suddenly stretched out from the place where the woman was standing, grabbing the legs of the woman in white.