Death Compensation

Chapter 181 Snowstorm Prison (5)

Qingliang made a lot of noise.

Lu Bai noticed it even when he was fighting Gouzi.

"Have you made it this far?" Lu Bai knew Qingliang's plan when he obtained the divine method of hopefulness from Qingliang.

Human beings cannot control the truth, at most it is infinitely close.

Because human beings have selfishness and lust.

Only a ruthless and selfless God can uphold justice, establish a reasonable order, and allow human beings to live in peace.

In the future, Qing Liang is the kind of person who supports intelligent programs to dominate human society.

Now naturally there is no intelligent program, so he chooses to be that program.

And Qingliang does have that qualification.

The incarnation of joy absorbs all qi, and the incarnation of sorrow makes a wish to save the world.

This framework was originally prepared to become a god.

Coupled with the power of black and white, this brings it a foundation.

"Using white gas as the basis of power, smelting the two incarnations of joy and sorrow."

"Use the incarnation of joy to absorb all kinds of things, smelt them with white gas, and use the power obtained from smelting to promote the wish-making ability of the incarnation of sorrow."

"The Incarnation of Sorrow does have omnipotent power, but this power requires a huge force to push it."

"It's a pity that the black energy cannot be easily used, otherwise the black and white energy will melt the virtual and the real together, which is the right way."

This is the path to becoming a god that Qingliang has planned for a long time.

In other words, when Daoist Weiming came up with the first version of Wangqiming Shenfa, he had this kind of ambition.

Otherwise, this practice would not be named Mingshen method.

Qing Liang inherited the mantle of Unknown Daoist.

He originally planned to wait until he had accumulated enough and perfected this method of becoming a god before promoting it.

But now it seems that the situation has reached the point where it cannot be promoted.

Absorb the two incarnations of itself, and then create a new incarnation based on white air.

This incarnation is no longer a single emotional incarnation, but a compound emotional incarnation.

This is the Qieqing Yuhua Jing, that is, the third path opened up after a single ultimate incarnation and multiple incarnations.

That is... the incarnation of God.

Qing Liang's body was shattered by the white qi at this moment, and then using the white qi as a basis, a humanoid life form that glowed with white light floated in mid-air.

The surrounding bricks, stones and tiles, even the vegetation, were absorbed by him, and then were wiped away by the white light, decomposed and smelted, and turned into the foundation of strength.

Then the ability to make wishes comes into play.

"Scatter!"

As this wish came out, Heifeng felt his body want to disperse.

It's just that at this moment, Heifeng didn't care about this, but looked at Qingliang angrily.

"How dare you, how dare you do this!"

"Do you know what you mean by doing this?"

Heifeng's anger was a bit beyond Qingliang's expectation, and he hadn't completely refined the white qi now.

Does Heifeng deserve to be so angry? Or is it that his possessiveness has reached such an exaggerated point.

What do you fancy, other people will get angry to the point where you can't take care of yourself when you touch it?

"Of course I know that in life, for the sake of one's own ideals, there is nothing that cannot be abandoned."

Qing Liang's voice at this time carried a huge humming, like a bell or a drum.

Every word and deed can shake the world.

"At this point, my life is over, and the era of God has officially arrived."

"I wronged you for being a demon, I didn't expect you to hit the right one." Heifeng suddenly laughed, and the sarcasm in this laughter was very obvious.

Qing Liang was taken aback for a moment, as if she sensed something was wrong.

But the black wind suddenly dissipated, and then roared again.

A large amount of black wind swept towards Qingliang.

It's just that the black wind couldn't do anything to Qingliang before, and now it's even more so.

"Come!"

With just one sentence, the black wind seemed to have lost control of the huge black wind, and a large number of black winds revolved and changed around the white figure.

At this time, Qingliang is very strong, and more importantly, he has innate restraint against Heifeng.

This kind of restraint left Hei Feng with only 30% of his strength.

The sky didn't know when it was already dark.

It was gray and dark.

A depressive atmosphere made people feel that their spirits were about to be suppressed.

"So it turns out that the black air has always been in this prison city!" Qing Lan pretended to hold her chest, her original sadness disappeared, and she looked at the sky with joy.

Black air symbolizes the spirit of the devil, and its ability to bewitch is the strongest.

If it is stored alone, after a long time, the black air is guaranteed to be able to confuse people into its minions.

So back then, Lu Juan, on the one hand, suppressed the big snake itself under Tianlao Mountain, and on the other hand, split its black and white spirits.

White Qi symbolizes life, it is extremely condensed and difficult to separate.

But the black air is different. It symbolizes the spirit. It is like a demon, full of desires, and seems a little chaotic.

Therefore, the black air can be further dismantled, and Lu Juan dismantled it very thoroughly, and scattered it into the sky prison city, every household.

Use the samsara of birth, old age, sickness and death to cleanse the black air.

Turn it into relatively pure spiritual power.

As long as there are no major vicious incidents in Tianlao City and the black air is dispersed, it will be difficult to cause trouble.

At most, it would make someone in the city feel a little bit worse for a certain moment.

Unless these scattered black air is attracted by white air, it will remain in a dispersed state.

In this case, it is also convenient for storage.

It has to be said that Qing Lan's actions helped Qing Liang to purify the black air to a certain extent.

Daily and nightly chanting of the Sutra of Salvation of People suppresses the desires of the people in the city intensively.

Even preventing the black wind from entering the city on a large scale like a show, the true face of the black wind was covered up.

Until now, Qing Liang mobilized the white qi with all his strength, and the black qi naturally began to gather again.

Except Qing Lan noticed this scene.

The spider sitting quietly in the city also watched all this.

Standing in the small courtyard, Xu Ying, who looked nostalgic, also raised her head, looking at the black air, her expression became a little ugly.

Mr. Shadow, who was hiding in the shadows, also looked at the black air, showing a longing expression.

And outside the city, a man in a Taoist robe looked at the black air rising above the city, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The heartbeat sounded slowly, and the distance between hearts became closer than ever at this moment.

"Junior Brother Weiming, have you also embarked on this path?"

"Is it really a mockery?"

At this time, the Taoist suddenly turned around and looked into the distance.

Many people arrived there on horseback.

The leader was Chi Gan's little bald head.

He saw the Taoist priest immediately, and immediately raised his whip.

All the horses stopped at the same time.

Chi Gan looked at that person vigilantly, and then gritted his teeth and shouted: "Senior brother!"

"It's been a long time since I saw you. You seem to have remained the same, Junior Brother."

Heartbeats began to resound.

Second watch, good night everyone.