How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

In addition, of the 725 people, the Five Colors Family had 322 people, the Cloud Soaring Merchant Caravan had 97 people, the Pharmacist Association, which seemed to be related to Medicine King Valley, had 130 people, there was a force called the Sword Testing Alliance with only 46 people, and the remaining 130 people belonged to the royal family.

Hei Yang frowned as he sized up the vengeful spirit before him, whose face was filled with resentment and who seemed utterly devoid of reason. He then pointed a finger at the spirit and said, "The Other Shore!"

"Ow!!!"

Amidst the wailing of the vengeful spirit, a gray-white mist enveloped it. Hei Yang clearly saw a trace of panic on its face. This was a good thing, indicating that it had developed some normal human emotions, which was better than always being filled with instinctive resentment towards the living!

Black Sun's eyes flickered; through the gray mist, his gaze pierced the surface of the soul, reaching its deepest depths...

Talent, memory, personality, emotions, experiences...

Happy memories, painful memories, boring memories...

The heavy parts of the soul, the light parts of the soul, the parts of the soul that seem to be filled with water...

Suddenly, Hei Yang's eyes narrowed. Within the hazy, gray soul, clusters of multicolored black particles were continuously forming, spreading, and permeating...

Just like the mold on rotting fruit, it is the negative substance produced by the soul's resentment at a violent death. It is a deadly poison to the soul. Once it spreads completely and completely erodes the soul, even the King of Hell cannot save this soul!

At that time, the so-called "deliverance" and "purification" process will be carried out, which in reality means that the dead soul will never have a chance to be resurrected.

The gray mist seeped in and churned, drifting towards the black dot under the control of the black sun.

Avoiding memories, shunning emotions, lightly brushing past talent, and then narrowly leaping over the rest of the soul, Black Sun's hand clenched: "Take him down!"

The gray-white mist suddenly exerted its power, fiercely engulfing those colorful black dots!

Then, following the same process, they returned the way they came, detaching themselves from the vengeful spirit's body. The vengeful spirit, which had been howling incessantly, gradually calmed down.

However, the calm only lasted for a moment before his face showed emotions such as "doubt", "surprise", "contemplation" and "fear". This was because he had regained his true instinctive consciousness and gradually realized that he seemed to have already kicked the bucket.

Gray mist drifted above Hei Yang's palm, binding black particles within it. He frowned, gently took out a small jade bottle, controlled the gray mist to flow in, and tightened the lid!

At this moment, use the detection skill to look at the jade bottle again.

Item: Soul Poison

quality:? ? ?

Effects: Pollutes the soul, obscures intelligence, shields the spirit, and devours the soul.

Brief introduction: At the 78,063rd Council of the Gods, it was classified as a poison and, because it would cause irreversible damage to the cycle of reincarnation, it was listed as a prohibited substance.

Introduction 2: You might say it's amazing, since it can't even kill people; you might say it's useless, since even the big shots find it disgusting. What do you think it is?

"Alas……"

Hei Yang disdainfully tossed the jade bottle into a newly purchased storage bag. Once he had taken all these things out, he put them together and unleashed a "Shatter Reality" attack on the storage bag, thus eliminating this scourge for the world!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 145 All troubles stem from drunkenness; only upon waking do we realize that regret comes too late.

Hei Yang looked at the still bewildered unlucky guy, clapped his hands, and tried to get his attention.

"Hey, hey, don't panic. Let's all cooperate to avoid wasting each other's time..."

After a pause, Hei Yang took two steps back and pointed to the skeletons beside him: "Here, find your own bones and then assemble them yourself. Hurry up!"

Soul: “…”

The soul nodded subconsciously. The aura emanating from the black sun gave him an irresistible feeling, and a longing for his own remains, or rather, a yearning for life, began to surge from the depths of his soul.

This desire is probably like the longing for the bed when you wake up in the morning; a soul without a skeleton to rely on always feels insecure.

Not only do they want to quickly crawl back into bed, but they also linger in bed until they find a suitable match with their own skeletal structure.

If Hei Yang were to sort and assign their bodies himself, it would be such a waste of time. At first glance, all of them were pure white, which was dazzling. He couldn't possibly examine each bone one by one himself!

The skull of number 666

Ribs number 2, 3, and 5

[Toe bone number 007]

……

Wow, this kind of puzzle-matching game is way too much work!

Watching the soul, temporarily named Number 003, gather ghostly energy and dive into the sea of ​​bones to dig into its own body, Hei Yang nodded in satisfaction.

"This saves so much time, it's truly amazing..."

Before Hei Yang could finish speaking, a rib grazed past his head and slammed into the ground. He blinked, turned to look at Number 003, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"Damn it, don't throw things around like that, it's not your skeleton! Be gentle, don't smash someone's head!"

Damn, are you brain-dead? You're poking your arm into your leg, is that even a place that can connect?

Also, you're already carrying three thigh bones in your arms. You can't be too greedy as a ghost! Put them down!

Number 003 charged into the sea of ​​bones, instantly transforming himself into a weasel in a chicken roll, sending bones flying and scattering bone fragments everywhere...

If this continues, the brothers behind us will have no choice but to use bone meal!

The gray-white mist lifted up the black sun, which rushed aggressively toward 003 and plunged headlong into the sea of ​​bones. Several pieces of bone splashed onto the bronze snake, making a crisp knocking sound.

A group of vengeful spirits watched as Black Sun and 003 chased each other through the sea of ​​bones, and suddenly felt their resentment grow even stronger!

"Hiss..."

The bronze snake looked at its master with a helpless expression. It seemed that it would be difficult to resolve these issues within a year...?

[Your contract partner (Black Sun) has gained a deeper understanding of the Other Shore of Supernatural Powers and is now in the process of synchronized enlightenment...]

"What is that guy doing...?"

Hongli frowned as she watched the messages keep popping up: "This is weird..."

[Hongli: What's wrong with you?]

[Black Sun: Busy, please do not disturb.]

[Hongli: ???]

[Black Sun: [Images][Images]]

[Hongli: Oh my god, that's so explicit!]

Hongli stared wide-eyed at the picture sent by Heiyang. In the picture, he was holding two thigh bones of different shapes and chasing after a skeleton that had been taken hostage. The scene was very bizarre.

[Black Sun: Stop making sarcastic remarks, come save me!]

[Hongli: Sorry to bother you.]

Shrinking her head back, Hongli pretended to be nonchalant and gently knocked on Xingyun's door.

Hongli had only visited Xingyun's home once or twice, but it left a very deep impression on her.

It wasn't that the inside was particularly dirty or messy, nor was it particularly tidy; it was just... how should I put it... it gave her the feeling of a bare, destitute home!

A bed and a table.

Then there was nothing left in the house, absolutely nothing!

She even connected the various rooms, saying that it would make the space feel more spacious...

Why would you need such a spacious room? After all, Xingyun rarely stays in the house. Whenever she comes to visit her, it's always in a secret room.

Although Hongli was well aware that most cultivators, throughout their lives, might spend the most time not in their homes, but rather in secret chambers or caves or other places of cultivation.

For them, a house is just a place to shelter from the wind and rain; they don't even need to put up a protective shield to keep out the wind and rain.

Many cultivators do not live in their houses year-round, so the dust accumulates layer upon layer. Some even demolish their houses altogether, believing that it is better to use the empty space to raise some spirit beasts and grow some spirit herbs.

But Hongli couldn't accept that. In her opinion, a place that was just a place to sleep couldn't give her the feeling of home.

She loves home, and even though this isn't home, on the very first day she was allocated the apartment, she unusually began diligently planning her little home.

Whether you can cook or not, you need a kitchen, a study with bookshelves, a snack storage area, small cabinets, tables, chairs, curtains, and a mirror...

Her large bed was soft and comfortable; just sinking into it made you want to sleep. Snacks, comics, and a water bottle were placed on the bedside table.

Little Fire's little nest, made of fluffy cotton cloth, was right next to Red Glass's bed. Whenever Little Fire jumped up, she could grab the edge of the bed and climb up to squeeze next to her mother.

The little flamingo plush toy and the red glass wood carving were placed side by side on the desk, next to some odds and ends...

Speaking of Xiao Huo, Hong Li didn't take her with her when she came out. She locked her in the room by herself so she could catch up on her sleep. After all, her mother was spinning and jumping around there last night, disturbing the child's rest...

Damn, just thinking about it makes me angry!

That guy Hei Yang actually dared to dream of making her wear a skirt for him, how could that be...?

Oh well, let's talk about it later, let's talk about it later...

She doesn't have any dresses in her closet, so does she have to go buy some?

No, didn't Hei Yang learn needlework? Making him do it himself is deliberately creating trouble for him!

Wait... what is she thinking...?

乱七八糟的… …

Shaking her head, Hongli knocked on Xingyun's door: "Xiaoyun, it's me, Hongli, here to return the money!"

"..."