My monster derivative skills are the orthodox ones

Chapter 126 Lower Your Limit
Coming out of the fog, Li Ye looked back.

More than a dozen undead knights covered in black armor and riding on giant birds made of bone frames rushed out, looked at him, then retreated back into the fog without chasing him.

Maybe the scorching sun made them uncomfortable.

……

"Master Ling, do you feel the evil spirit?" Li Ye asked.

"No." said the paper roll.

"Oh, have you ever thought about being a shroud?" Li Ye asked with a smile. He was testing the bottom line of the toilet paper and also wanted to find out what kind of character it was.

The things about the Hun Tian Ling were all told to him by Juan Zhi, who knows if they are true?
The connection between the Ten Thousand Years of Catastrophe and the Demon-Suppressing Tower was something he had made up in his mind.

Since ancient times, imagination is the most terrifying thing.

If this continues for a long time, you will fall into a vicious circle of self-deception, believing in what you have imagined in your mind and even looking for evidence to support it.

Li Ye had used this method to cheat people out of team logos and watches, but he didn't want to fall into the gutter and be fooled by a monster.

It says it won’t take over the body, so it won’t?

What if everything it said was just to lower its guard?
Have to guard against it.

Only by understanding its character can we prescribe the right remedy and further control and prevent it.

"Are you insulting me? I am the dignified Hun Tian Ling, and you want me to be a shroud?" Juanzhi was angry at the time.

"Master Ling, there is a holy object on Earth called the Holy Wrap of Turin, which once wrapped the body of God's Son. According to legend, its power is no weaker than the Hun Tian Ling." Li Ye flew close to the edge of the fog, looking for traces of living people, while patiently persuading the scroll.

"Holy Wrap of Turin, why have I never heard of this thing?" Juanzhi asked puzzledly.

"Haven't you lost most of your memory?" Li Ye smiled and continued, "The Turin Holy Wrap is stained with the breath and blood of God, so it is immune to all evil and can heal injuries. I heard that it can revive the dead and even has the ability to suck blood. Its status in the martial arts world is no lower than that of the Hun Tian Ling.

Master Ling, a hero's origin is not important. The Hun Tian Ling can only turn the world upside down. The demon that possesses you now is a roll of paper. The roll of paper itself has the effect of absorbing water. You can add more functions to the Hun Tian Ling.

"That's true, but I still don't want to be a shroud. It sounds too ugly." said the scroll.

"Mr. Ling, do you think it is more important to live or to have a good reputation?" Li Ye was silent for a moment and then asked.

"Of course he's alive." said the paper roll.

"But you died once when you were using the Hun Tian Ling." Li Ye said, "Moreover, it was Nezha who was using the Hun Tian Ling at that time. He even had the Qian Kun Circle, the Demon Slaying Sword, the Fire Spear, and the Wind Fire Wheel.

Despite such high-end configuration and combat capability, it was still suppressed.

Even if one day you grow into the Hun Tian Ling again, will you be able to defeat the Demon Suppression Tower?
Even when you were using the Hun Tian Ling, it was Nezha who was using it, not you who was using the Lingzhu. I remember you said that if you were strong enough, you would control the Lingzhu."

“…” The paper roll fell into silence.

"Master Ling, I know you look down on me." Li Ye sighed, "But it is undeniable that what I said is true. Hun Tian Ling is indeed your pride.

But those glories are already in the past. If something happened once, it can happen again. If you want to escape from the Demon Suppression Tower, you can't hold on to your original idea.

I think that if you want to grow by any means, toilet paper has many other functions and uses. There is a destiny in the dark. You chose toilet paper, maybe it is an opportunity given to you by God.

Master Ling, think carefully, is Hun Tian Ling really your target?"

"What you said seems to make sense." Juanzhi said hesitantly.

"Master Ling, have you communicated with the last monster hunter?" Li Ye suddenly changed the subject.

"Am I crazy? Communicating with him right under the nose of the Demon Suppressing Tower? Do you think you are not dying fast enough?" Juanzhi snorted and said.

"How did the monster hunter use you last time?" Li Ye smiled and asked again.

"Entangled." The scroll said, "With the cooperation of other monsters, he used me to entangle a wild boar spirit."

"Then what?" Li Ye asked.

"The wild boar broke free from my entanglement and pushed it to death with its head." said the paper roll.

"..." Li Ye choked and said, "Master Ling, don't blame me for speaking harshly. With your current strength, if I use you as Hun Tian Ling, your reputation will never spread in this lifetime.

After all, you can't even tie up a wild boar. You can see that from the undead knights that just rushed out. I estimate that their strength is not much worse than that of the wild boar. We have to face reality!"

"..." The paper roll remained silent.

"Master Ling, the old saying is right, good medicine tastes bitter but is good for the disease, honest advice is unpleasant to the ear but is good for one's conduct." Li Ye sighed, adding fuel to the fire, and said, "The Hun Tian Ling was your glorious past, but now it has become a shackle that binds you.

Forget it, lower your head, and walk steadily on the road under your feet. Only then can you climb out of the quagmire and truly stand at the pinnacle of your life."

"Yeah." The toilet paper responded, as if it was persuaded. "Okay, I can try to become a shroud, but I have a bottom line. You can never use me to wipe your butt." Isn't wiping butt a basic ability of the toilet paper?
You still persisted!

What's the bottom line?
The bottom line is meant to be broken!
Li Ye smiled and said, "Master Ling, do you know what the predecessor of the Hunyuan Golden Bowl was?"

In one word, the toilet paper was silent again.

"The power of filth is equally strong. Yang Jian and Lu Ya could not withstand its attack and were reduced to mortals. Even Yuanshi Tianzun was a little afraid of it." Li Ye said, "Master Ling, don't set limits for yourself. Any ability developed to the extreme will be very powerful."

"I..." Juanzhi wanted to say something, but suddenly he didn't know where to start.

"Master Ling, don't think too much." Li Ye smiled and stopped forcing the scroll. "The most urgent thing is to find a living person first. Only with a living person can the demonic energy grow, and only then will there be a chance for you to become great again."

"Hmm." Juanzhi responded and stopped communicating with Li Ye. He must be thinking about his future life as a demon.

……

Through a conversation with Juanzhi, Li Ye was roughly certain that it was true that this guy was once Hun Tian Ling.

Because of its material, it didn't have many opportunities to communicate with monster hunters, and there was no record of it being taken away by time travelers, so the possibility of it being brainwashed by others was not high.

Monsters that awaken for the first time don't have so many twists and turns. Their personalities are slowly formed based on the people they come into contact with and the growth of their demonic aura.

Just like the watches in the last world, at the end, they were so inflated that they thought they were really the gods of time.

……

The fog was very large, stretching for hundreds of miles and covering the entire plain. The edge of the fog was high mountains where humans could not walk.

It is also inconvenient for zombies to walk in it, so it is not covered by the fog.

Li Ye added another round of magic elements to the hexagram, intending to bypass the Undead Legion from the mountains. The land behind had been ravaged by the Undead Legion, and there was no living creature left, so it was no longer of any value that could be used.

After walking along the mountain range for several hundred miles, the stench of corpses gradually dissipated, and Li Ye finally felt the breath of living things.

Looking at the animals in the forest and the birds jumping back and forth on the branches, his mood became cheerful.

……

From a distance, Li Ye sensed a group of living people camping in the forest, so he quickened his pace and rushed over.

It was a team of thirty people.

The twenty people on the periphery are responsible for guarding and protecting the ten people in the core.

Ten people, of all kinds, sat around a lit bonfire.

There were girls in wizard robes, warriors in full armor, handsome elves with pointed ears, and burly minotaurs carrying huge battle axes...

"Linton, can we really find the fragments of the godhead?" The girl in the wizard robe was no more than twenty years old. She had golden hair and was holding a staff with a blue gem inlaid on the tip. At this moment, she was looking at the burly middle-aged man who was grilling meat on the campfire with a fork.

The middle-aged man had a full beard and carried a huge two-handed sword on his back. He should be the leader of this group.

"Of course." The middle-aged man flipped the barbecue with a relaxed look, "Since ancient times, good has never triumphed over evil. The undead cannot defeat us..."

"Who?" The elf was the first to discover Li Ye. She quickly drew her bow and arrow, aiming at Li Ye's position.

Wow!
Everyone stood up and surrounded the wizard girl.

The girl raised her staff, and the gem on the tip of the staff cast a blue light that enveloped everyone.

"Everyone, I have no ill intentions." Li Ye revealed himself, spread his hands and smiled.

"Stop, don't move forward, otherwise we will attack immediately." The middle-aged man held the sword in both hands and warned Li Ye in a deep voice.

"Don't be so nervous. I really don't mean any harm. I'm actually a lost magician." Li Ye opened his hand, and a ball of light lit up at his fingertips, revealing his identity. "We can talk."

"Holy Light Magic?" The mage girl looked at Li Ye in surprise. Her nervous eyes relaxed a little, but she was still on guard. She asked, "Why did you come from the Land of the Dead? Why are your hair and eyes black? Tell me where you are from?"

Li Ye's oriental appearance stood out among a group of westerners. He looked around at everyone and said, "Everyone, I am a magician, my name is Aragorn, Aragorn Vincent.

The reason my hair and pupils are black is because I suffered a backlash from magic, which is not a big deal."

"Why did you come from the land of the dead?" the middle-aged man asked, "Where the dead pass, there can be no living people."

"I also want to know what happened. At that time, I was studying a lost forbidden magic. When I walked out of the wizard tower, the continent had been occupied by the undead. I found some books in the land of the dead and discovered that the current time seemed to be hundreds of years later than my world."

Li Ye looked at everyone and said sincerely, "I need you to tell me what happened. Why did the undead disaster happen on the continent?"

(End of this chapter)