Chen Tai, at this moment.
Was looking at the Soul-Stealing Cloth in his hand.
“Why is there one less Yin Soul?”
“Where did Ma San go?”
Although there were many traces left in the mine.
But Chen Tai didn't believe that anyone could kill an Yin Soul within a magic artifact without damaging the artifact itself.
So the possibilities were narrowed down.
“Was it killed by other Yin Souls?”
Looking at the Yin Souls packed inside the artifact.
Chen Tai showed an expression similar to Wu Meng's last night.
“It's full, there's no room left.”
Seeing some faintly perceptible, weak Yin Souls nearby.
Chen Tai casually extinguished them.
For these Yin Souls, the Soul Refining Banner.
Although the scene inside is simple.
It could enhance their strength.
It's a safe haven.
It's a Garden of Eden to avoid being scattered.
So before Chen Tai came back to retrieve the artifact.
These Yin Souls probably fought countless rounds due to vying for positions.
It wasn't strange that Ma San disappeared.
Chen Tai put away the artifact.
Then he took out several gemstones and refined them into rings, pendants, and the like.
By now, he had finally re-equipped himself.
His ten fingers were covered with rings.
At least ten different spells were stored densely on them.
“Blood Escape Technique, Blood Armor Technique, Soul Banishing Technique, Burning Blood Technique, Bewitching Technique, Blood Mist Technique, Devouring Heart Curse, Heart Nightmare Technique...”
If they were all activated, they could disable at least a hundred people.
Chen Tai nodded in satisfaction.
“This is what a cultivator should be like.”
This pile of artifacts, both offensive and defensive.
He has Blood Escape Technique for escaping.
He has Blood Armor Technique for protecting himself.
He has Blood Mist Technique, Burning Blood Technique, and Devouring Heart Curse for attacking.
He has Soul Banishing Technique, Bewitching Technique, and Heart Nightmare Technique for assisting.
Plus the Soul-Stealing Cloth that was offered in the air.
Chen Tai was incredibly strong now.
…
Chen Tai abandoned the mine and went back to the small grinding mill.
It wasn't that he didn't need the mine anymore.
But the countless Yin Souls accumulated in the mine for countless years had been completely collected by him.
Although in this process.
Wu Hai Shan's death was an accident.
Gan Ting's death was deliberate.
But unintentionally, it also made the whole mountain of mines "clean" a lot.
After all, these Yin Souls had been entrenched in the caves for a long time.
Not only was the Yin Qi rolling, causing people to get sick.
It would also produce endless resentment, even Yin煞.
Those who were entangled with Yin煞, not only suffered from weak constitution and shortened lifespan.
Their luck would also be worn away.
Then, maybe when they walked on the road, they would slip and fall, and their head would just happen to hit a stone, or something.
Therefore, after Chen Tai collected all the Yin Souls, resentment, and Yin煞 on the mountain.
In the冥冥中, heaven actually bestowed a lot of merit.
Chen Tai looked at the date-sized golden light of merit in his hand.
“Hey! This is really, an unexpected windfall.”
“I finally know why the monsters and demons became more numerous as they approached Mount Ling in the Journey to the West.”
“They are kept on the side, and when merit is needed, they are harvested.”
“They have plucked all the wool of the Dao of Heaven.”
Chen Tai turned around and appeared in the bustling market of the grinding mill mountain.
The mines in the distance were hazy and shadowy, like monsters devouring people in the dark night.
“Alas, I wonder how long it will be quiet here?”
Will this mine really return to peace?
That's a joke.
Where there are people, there is a江湖.
Where there are benefits, there are disputes.
Where there is a江湖 and disputes, there is inevitably killing.
The history of the Hai Shan mine is actually not long.
There are only three mines.
But in just these three mines, no less than ten people have died.
As for those who have already been scattered, there are probably no less than dozens.
One Hai Shan mine is like this.
What about the entire grinding mill mountain?
Chen Tai walked on the streets of the grinding mill mountain.
He drew his hand across his eye corner.
The Qi of all sorts of people on the road was reflected in his eyes.
“This one looks tall and mighty, but he is unexpectedly a cuckold.”
“This one looks inconspicuous, but he actually has a few lives on his shoulders.”
“Eh? This kid's fate is red with blood, it seems he will make a fortune, and then he will have a blood disaster, if he avoids it, he will soar, if he doesn't, he will be a stepping stone.”
Many people have a deep-rooted misunderstanding of the魔道.
They think that 魔道 is to act recklessly, killing people indiscriminately, and destroying the world.
That's wrong!
They are just some fringe sects, giving themselves the label of 魔道.
魔 means black.
Daoism cultivates supreme non-attachment.
魔道 cultivates the seven emotions and six desires.
They are all tools.
Just like Su Su and Wu Meng, two women who are becoming more and more glamorous.
Do they have feelings for each other?
No.
They are cauldrons and partners on the path of cultivation.
They get what they need from each other.
Of course, if the other party really has feelings for him.
Chen Tai wouldn't refuse.
The坝子哥, is a proper bad egg.
猜叔, a gray tycoon who walks on the edge of black and white.
These are people that can be utilized.
“Cultivation, longevity.”
Chen Tai's eyes were full of fiery passion.
“Although this place is in the末法.”
“But it is perfect for me to show off my skills.”
“There are no those hypocritical, famous sects.”
“There are no those greedy bald monks.”
“There are no those fringe sects like cockroaches in the sewers.”
“Only I have the Dao!”
“I can do whatever I want!”
“Is there a place more suitable for me than here?”
…
Chen Tai walked aimlessly on the streets of the grinding mill mountain.
Unknowingly, he came to a street of gambling stones.
The greed cloud above the heads of these people was even more dense.
Chen Tai just took a shallow breath, and he felt an urge to gamble.
“It's probably no different from the gambling houses in the small grinding mill.”
Chen Tai thought for a moment and still cut off the spell.
His cultivation is not enough now, he can't afford this greed.
“I need to start weaving the six desires net back home.”
“Otherwise, if I make a slip one day, a dignified 魔修, is actually taken advantage of by mortals, if it gets back to the仙魔世界, it will be a disgrace to the 魔道.”
Although 魔修 use the seven emotions and six desires to perform spells and refine artifacts.
But they must always remember not to indulge in them.
It's like walking a tightrope.
A slight misstep can lead to a fall into the abyss of desire, turning them into a demon.
Chen Tai doesn't want to end up like that.
That's also why he is in the small grinding mill, but he doesn't want to control gambling houses and other places.
His cultivation is not enough, he can't handle it.
He took a deep look at the gambling stone street.
He was about to turn around and leave.
But as soon as he turned back, he saw a person.
A crazy person.
In front of him, the person took a rotten green fruit from a trash can.
“Old lady, look what this is?”
“I got a full green Emperor Green!”
“Wow! Anything you want, I will buy it for you, okay!”
“I will buy you a house, eh.”
“I will buy you a car, eh.”
“Anything you want, you can tell me, eh.”
“Why won't you forgive me, eh.”
“Old lady, look, full green Emperor Green, eh.”
The person was smelly.
Everyone around him avoided him.
But Chen Tai's eyes lit up.
“A born soul of revenge!”
He stretched out his hand, pointed at the other person's forehead.
“Let me help you.”
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