I have been experimenting with medicine in the Palace of Longevity for 30 years

Chapter 355 Overwhelmed!

At the same time, just as He Pingan was standing upright and covering his aura, he felt that there seemed to be a mysterious aura coming along the way of heaven to investigate. Retreat slowly.

"Sure enough, there is still an expert who can avoid the influence of the chaos of heavenly secrets, and I don't know which expert is in the legend."

He Pingan thought in his heart, and became a little more cautious about this trip to southern Xinjiang.

At this time, the most urgent task is to find a way to improve one's own strength, so as to play a decisive role in the Southern Border War.

Immediately afterwards, his spiritual sense penetrated into the human book world. At this time, the tree demon grandmother was leading the ghosts of Fa Ming and the Scorpion Demon King to search around in a valley without any yin energy, trying to escape from it.

But every time they just took off, they were stopped by an invisible barrier, and they couldn't leave at all.

Here, He Ping'an specially separated a place of absolute yin from the human book world to isolate the yin energy. Any ghost who came here would slowly lose the yin energy in his body and replenish it in the human book world.

But at this time, the three ghosts of the tree demon's grandmother had just entered here, and the loss of Yin energy in the body was not much, and it could still maintain a certain fighting power.

"Let you make a fuss first!"

He Pingan glanced at the three souls of the tree demon grandma in the Valley of Absolute Shadow, and then turned his eyes to look elsewhere.

Under the leadership of Wei Jinghuan, all the Yin soldiers in the Heroic Soul Valley cooperated with Zhang San to attack the monsters in the eastern part of southern Xinjiang, and all of them were dispatched, so the Heroic Soul Valley seemed empty at this time.

But the other places in the human book world are all overwhelmed!
In the cities built by He Pingan before, many ghosts were taken in one after another.

After arriving in southern Xinjiang, whether it was Zhang San or Emperor Longqing's war, all the ghosts of soldiers who died were taken into the human book world by He Pingan.

There are already [-] ghosts.

Along the way, I saw some human slaves who died tragically. Before their spirits fell into the nether world, He Pingan also absorbed them into the world of human books. At this time, there were already [-] ghosts in the city.

Of course, these are nothing compared to the ghosts controlled by the dryad's grandmother.

Just the tree demon grandma mobilized millions of ghosts in this battle.

Among them, there are more than [-] ghosts of the human race, and more than [-] ghosts of the monster race.

At this time, all of them fell into the human book world, occupying the entire human book world to the brim.

However, due to losing the control of the tree demon grandma, all the ghosts have recovered their sanity, and there is still a trace of bewilderment in their eyes.

Their memories still remain at the moment when they were swallowed by the tree demon grandma.

"Minute!"

He Ping'an fell into the midair, and with a touch of one hand, the Yin Qi surged, and immediately divided all the ghosts into two camps according to their race.

Immediately afterwards, among the ghosts of the monster clan, countless ghosts of the monster clan who possessed a fierce aura and were obviously eating people suddenly let out bursts of miserable howls.

I saw blood-colored silk threads suddenly appearing from their soul bodies, like bloodthirsty leeches, constantly absorbing the Yin Qi in their bodies.

However, in just a quarter of an hour, all of the 60 monster ghosts present were absorbed into the purest yin energy by the blood-colored thread, and disappeared into the void.

In the Yaozu camp, there were less than [-] ghosts left in an instant.

The rest of the ghosts and souls are pure, most of which are plants, trees, mountains and rocks, and occasionally some animal monsters. Looking at He Pingan in the mid-air at this time, his eyes are full of fear.

Although they still don't understand what happened, they also know at this time that it must be the person who suddenly appeared in midair and wiped out all the ghosts just now.

He Pingan glanced at the trembling ghosts below, and felt amused in his heart. Most of these ghosts do not feed on human flesh and blood, and the soul body does not carry evil spirits, so he will not kill the killer.

Turning his gaze, he already had a decision in his heart: "I give you two ways!"

"One way, let me take the shot, drive you into the netherworld, and reincarnate!"

"The other way is to make this world your home. You can choose to become a ghost cultivator, or you can practice in this world by yourself!"

"But no matter which one you choose, as long as you let the poor know that you have done evil, the poor will not forgive you lightly!"

"Now, you can start choosing."

"Those who choose the first path will fly into the air within a quarter of an hour, and Pindao will personally send you to the Netherworld!"

He Ping'an's voice was majestic, like thunder, constantly echoing over the human book world.

At the beginning, the ghosts were a little unbelieving. After all, the ghosts in front of them were a precedent, and they were completely wiped out.

This person wouldn't have tricked himself into mid-air, it would be easier to eliminate him.

But after waiting for a quarter of an hour, seeing that He Pingan didn't seem to be joking, many ghosts also realized that He Pingan wanted to destroy himself without using tricks at all.

As a result, ghosts floated from the ground to midair one after another according to He Ping'an's wishes. There was one leader, followed by many followers. With more than 1 ghosts, more than 8000 ghosts flew up.

Although there seems to be a lot of yin here, but after seeing He Ping'an's methods, they are instinctively unwilling to stay in He Ping'an's hands as a monster clan, and live a precarious life.

The remaining 3000 ghosts in the original place are all ghosts with the lowest cultivation base. They feel the strong yin energy of this human book world, but they have some other thoughts in their hearts.

Their cultivation base is low, no matter where they go, they are always the targets of bullying.

Even reincarnation, not everything goes well.

It's better to stay in this human book world, maybe there will be better opportunities instead.

For modern people, give it a go and exchange a bicycle for a motorcycle.

For these ghosts, give it a go, and the lower third rank will become the upper third rank.

Seeing this, He Pingan didn't say much, and with one move, the remaining [-] ghosts were immediately expelled from the human book world by him.

Immediately, his consciousness fell back to his physical body, and the mana in his body surged, muttering: "The Supreme Commander, surpassing your lonely soul"

It is the mantra of the Taoist sect. After the incident in Mian County, He Pingan learned the mantra of the past life from the old Taoist of Yuanshou. Along the way, there are those who are unwilling to stay in the world of human books, and He Pingan also saves them all.

Thinking about it now, it doesn't seem strange at all.

But in just ten breaths, with the appearance of a simple gate under the ground, more than [-] ghosts fell into the nether world.

Even if these ghosts are forced to stay in the human book world, they will feel dissatisfied. It is better to let them go, and they will be less affected by karma.

Then He Pingan returned to the human book world, and with a thought, he summoned Meng Huaren, who had stayed in the human book world, into the midair.

"All these ghosts will be handed over to you!"

He Pingan pointed to the three thousand ghosts below, saw Meng Huaren obeying orders and left, and then looked at a large group of human ghosts not far away.

This group of human ghosts is more complicated. Some of them, at a glance, have a fierce aura, and it is obvious that there is more than one human life.

But whether it was the person who was killed before death, or the person who was controlled by the tree demon's grandmother after death, He Pingan didn't know.

There is also a part, which is originally a soldier, and may also carry a fierce aura, and these have to be distinguished one by one. If you are not careful, you may punish a good person by mistake and let a bad person go.

"Ugh"

He Pingan sighed, he was still too soft-hearted, and he was reluctant to do anything to the ghosts of the human race.

Originally, he could have directly chosen to send all the ghosts into Netherworld, and let Netherworld distinguish them by himself, but He Pingan had his own plan in mind.

If so many ghosts stay in the human book world, with the background of human books, he can form a powerful army of ghosts.

When fighting against monsters and aliens, it will have miraculous effects.

At this moment, a flash of light flashed in He Ping'an's mind. He was sitting cross-legged in the void, and a black wooden staff suddenly appeared in his hand. Three words sounded: "Entering Dreams!"

(End of this chapter)