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This is?

Li Ang raised his eyebrows, and pulled the book that was firmly locked by the slender chain out of the shelf.

The book is half the size of a newspaper, about four fingers thick, and the cover is yellowish brown, smooth as jade to the touch, tough and thick, like some kind of bark paper.

Because the chain was fastened tightly, Li Ang couldn't read the contents of the book, so he had to pick up the book, go down the ladder, put it on the table, and then use the key to open the chain.

With a click,

The slender chains were scattered, Li Ang removed the chains and opened the cover of the book.

The author of this book, whose background is bigger than the one who swaggered, turned out to be the elder of Taixuanzong.

Taixuanzong was keen on collecting all kinds of ancient relics and studying secret arts. Even among all the hermit sects, he was considered the most powerful group.

Li Ang quickly flipped through the pages of the book, but found that the content in the book was encrypted, the sentences were confused, and there were a lot of obscure patterns and lines.

It's this encryption method again.

Li Ang immediately understood what was going on,

This book was written by the elder Taixuanzong, so Zangshuge included it, but because it was encrypted and difficult to decipher, no one could understand it, so it was thrown into the corner of the bookshelf.

hum!

Suddenly, the psychic paper covered by the ink silk on the chest trembled more violently, as if trying to escape from the shackles of the ink silk.

Li Ang hesitated for a moment, then let go of the ink silk, and took out the psychic paper from his arms.

As soon as the psychic paper came into contact with the air, it stretched out by itself,

With a whoosh, the electric jet drilled into the pages of the book,

The original brownish-yellow and wrinkled paper material instantly became smooth and white, blending with the pages of the book.

It was as if this psychic paper was originally a part of this book.

sand--

After absorbing the psychic paper, the text on the entire book slowly faded, and disappeared after a few breaths.

Instead, there are lines of ink marks.

[When you open this book, I should be dead. And you, no matter who you are, monk or mortal, you've already been haunted by it. 】

The handwriting is scrawled and messy, and the writer seems to have written this line of text under extremely strong emotions.

[Ten years ago, that is, the year of Xuanzheng, my companions and I dug up this book from a demon cultivator's tomb in Shengzhou. 】

[The demon cultivator named Xueling layman was originally an ordinary refugee who was about to starve to death a hundred years ago. He got this book from nowhere and started killing innocent people indiscriminately, using human blood and bones as sacrifices to gain strength. In just five years, he had become the Great Devil of the North. All the forces hated him to the bone, and tried several times to join forces to hunt him down, but he could always escape, and even became stronger and stronger. 】

[Then suddenly, it disappeared. 】

[He was killed by this book, and before his death, like me, he left a lot of accusations in the book. 】

[This book is an alienated object, it has two abilities. One is sacrifice. 】

[Nails, hair, limbs, flesh and blood, memory, lifespan...everything of the user can be dedicated to this book, and it will also give you what you want with equal value. 】

[It can be gold and silver treasures enough to make people spend a lifetime of luxury, it can be a book of exercises that can lead to immortality, or it can be a peerless article that can make people number one in high school.]

[Whether it is a monk or a mortal, it is difficult to resist the temptation to respond to requests. In the beginning, it was just a trial sacrifice, but after finding out that it was indeed successful, I was driven by greed and kept asking for it. 】

[But everything has a price, and mutations will attract each other. Every time a sacrifice is made, the user will inevitably be involved in new dangers in the future and be forced to sacrifice more. 】

[The second ability of this book is to erase memories. When the user, tries to destroy the book, or somehow tell others about the book's properties, the entire idea is wiped out. 】

【I tried throwing it to the cliff, throwing it into the deep sea, and burning it with strange fire, but it didn't help. It can always erase my thoughts in advance, cancel my plans in advance. 】

[After I got this book, I suffered from bad luck, encountered danger again and again, and was forced to use it and make sacrifices to it. 】

【I lost all my fingernails, an arm and a leg, ten teeth, some internal organs, my sense of taste, twenty years of life, my birthday, many memories of my life - this is the worst, I don't even know I lost it what memories. 】

[I followed the clues and found that before the Xue Ling layman, this book had had many hosts, mortals and monks. Without exception, they had all been famous in their respective fields for a while, and then died suddenly. 】

[Book of Sacrifice, Book of Wishes, Book of All Souls, Book of Heaven, no matter what the previous users called it, it will bring misfortune, sooner or later. 】

【I have now fulfilled my wish back then and became the elder of Taixuanzong, but I would rather not have dug up this book from the underground tomb that day. 】

There is a large gap in the words here, as if the writer is suffering a lot.

[At this moment, no matter who is reading these words, I wish you good luck, and I hope you can break the curse of death. 】

The words stopped abruptly, and those messy words began to fade slowly after staying for a few seconds.

Book of All Souls.

Li Ang frowned, immediately put down the book, and stood up.

He has already turned the pages of this book. According to his own statement, he has been entangled in the book of all souls.

It needs to be reported to the Jijiu and Supervision Department immediately.

As soon as the idea was formed in the mind, it suddenly dissipated,

Li Ang stood in front of the table, looking at his palm in a daze.

What am I going to do?

He looked around, the corner was empty, and he couldn't see half a figure except himself.

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Li Ang sat back to his original position with some doubts. As soon as his palm touched the wordless book, the lost memory returned instantly.

I have already been entangled.

Li Ang took a deep breath and immediately started the experiment.

He first tried to destroy the Book of All Souls with Mosi, but failed, the idea was instantly erased, and Mosi would not actively devour the Book of All Souls.

Then, he tried to write a message for help on a note, which he planned to leave on the table.

Try again and fail, and the idea disappears as soon as it is formed.

Including the release of spells, triggering the prohibition of Zangshu Pavilion, and attracting the supervision department;

Or self-mutilation, let the supervision department notice yourself;

These thoughts in the mind, as long as they may endanger the book of all souls, will disappear in an instant.

Even Mosi, who has always been invincible, has no way to resist this effect-he tried to make Mosi's avatar form a handwriting for help, but it also failed.

Li Ang pressed his palm on the page and remained silent.

I may have made a big mistake and released an alienated object with the ability to modify consciousness.