My transformed system is poisonous

In the mountains, the disciples of the Tianyan Sect were so busy that it was almost dark.

Some time has passed since the battle in the Qiongluo Realm, but the trophies left by many reincarnations at that time have not been accounted for until now.

The number of reincarnations who died in the battle was too large, and there were countless storage devices left behind, and the various items and resources stored in them were even more complicated. After so much time, only half of these things could be counted.

However, only this half has been piled up with various resources, filling more than ten newly built treasure houses. Today's Tianyan Sect is almost extremely rich.

For the Tianyan Sect, the Qiongluo Realm has no external enemies and is absolutely safe. There is no need to set up defenses at all. Shi Lan entered the center of the mountain range unimpeded. As usual, he summoned Li Canglan to ask about the current situation of the Tianyan Sect.

During this period of time, many disciples of the Golden Core Realm passed through the tribulation, and there were many more monks of the Nascent Soul Realm in the sect. Other than that, there were not many changes.

The second thing is that among the trophies, a large part of them are strange-shaped instruments with no known use at all.

Li Canglan sent all these items to Shi Lan for her to inspect.

Shi Lan is not omniscient and omnipotent. These reincarnators have been to many more worlds than she has. Among these things, she can only barely recognize the purpose of a few items.

After a few random glances, Shi Lan was about to ask Li Canglan to take the things back when he suddenly focused his eyes, reached out from the pile of messy items, and took out a stone sculpture inlaid with jade crystals.

The jade crystal was amber in color, and there was a trace of extremely pure source power fluctuations on it. Shi Lan vaguely felt the breath of the world from it.

This is a genuine source crystal, its grade is unknown, but it can be encountered but not sought.

The stone sculpture is three feet high, in the shape of a human, holding a long knife, its body is black, its face cannot be seen clearly, its limbs are thick, and its muscles are knotted.

"This statue is invulnerable to water and fire, is indestructible to spiritual treasures, and has no reaction when mana and true energy are injected into it."

Li Canglan on the side had obviously studied this statue, but didn't gain much.

After looking at it for a moment, a ray of blood overflowed from Shi Lan's fingertips and poured into the stone sculpture.

Stimulated by the blood energy, the entire statue turned from black to red in an instant, filled with bleeding mist, and revealed an astonishing fluctuation of divine energy.

A faint energy revived, and the blood mist condensed and turned into a blurry figure.

"Believers, offer your sacrifices and state your requests..."

A wave of spiritual thought echoed around, clearly conveying a message.

A trace of surprise appeared on Li Canglan's face. He had tried the most basic method of identifying the owner by dripping blood before. At that time, the statue was lifeless and had no reaction to the blood at all.

Now it seems that it is not that there is no response to the blood, but that the blood energy is insufficient.

Shi Lan's eyes flashed, and he quickly saw some clues.

The owner of this spiritual thought obviously followed the path of incense refining the gods. This kind of path also exists in the Lingyang Realm, but it is not popular. At most, there are incense gods at the Yuan Shen level. If you go up, the heavenly tribulation will cut off the path. .

This unknown god of incense and fire has a big appetite. Although the ray of blood she just injected is inconspicuous, if measured by mortals, it may not be comparable to draining the essence of millions of people. This is It's just to wake it up, not to mention the sacrifice.

After resurrecting her life, Shi Lan no longer believed in ghosts and gods. She already knew the details and had no interest in making any meaningless attempts. A black illusion slowly unfolded behind her, wrapping the stone sculpture.

She wants to get back that ray of blood. There is no reason to take advantage in vain.

The surrounding red light surged, and the blood mist retracted into the stone sculpture. The three-foot-tall statue seemed to be injected with life, gradually rising up, and the long knife in the hand suddenly lifted up, like a guillotine, and suddenly fell down with thunder.

"Rebellion against the gods shall be punished."

The fluctuations of spiritual thoughts roared around, without a trace of emotional fluctuations, and were filled with indifferent murderous intentions. They were aloof and wanted to take life and death.

Shi Lan didn't speak again, her eyes were calm. In her eyes, this statue was just a special trophy.

The so-called gods are just more powerful creatures, pseudo-gods.

According to legend, the true God who transcends everything does not exist at all in her knowledge.

If there really are gods in the world who control the world, then the ones who deserve the most death are these so-called gods.

Shi Lan withdrew from the black realm, and the aura in his body returned to calm. An invisible force suddenly fell from the sky. The long knife that chopped off the stone sculpture suddenly fell. His body sank, and he knelt on the ground, unable to move.

In the Qiongluo Realm, even a strong person in the Huangji Realm could not hurt her, let alone just a stone sculpture.

Here, she is God.

Shi Lan stepped forward slowly, put his hand on the stone sculpture, and withdrew the ray of blood.

Only when his fingertips came into contact did Shi Lan notice the monstrous blood evil inside the stone sculpture. The aura far exceeded billions. Even if it was said that it was a blood sacrifice for a whole world, it was not an exaggeration.

The resentment accumulated in it was too deep, and there was a soul of grievance settling in it. With Shi Lan's current state of mind, he was almost disturbed and became restless.

The blood and energy left the body, and the stone sculpture gradually returned to its original shape. Its face was still blurry, but there was a faint red light flickering in its eyes, adding a hint of terrifying murderous intent.

"If there is such an evil instrument in the future, it will be sealed and awaiting my disposal."

Shi Lan raised his hand to place a seal, tilted his head and told Li Canglan:

"This statue is easy to place. Disciples are strictly prohibited from approaching it."

The grievances among them need to be saved, and the resentment needs to be cleared away. Today's Shi Lan can break the statue and take out the source crystal by force, but he cannot save these dead souls. If he destroys them rashly, it will pollute a large area of ​​spiritual soil, even in the Qiongluo Realm. Create a land of netherworld.

This blood evil accumulated over countless years was too thick, and it was far inferior to her ability to simply recite the Purana Sutra.

In the Lingyang world, the only ones who are good at this are Zen, or Buddhism.

Transmitting the resentment of so many dead souls is also a great merit in terms of cause and effect, and Zen Buddhism will certainly not reject it.

Li Canglan carefully put away the statue and was about to leave when he was stopped by Shi Lan again.

When he learned that Tian Bai was going to be hired as a gentleman, Li Canglan was a little embarrassed. Tian Bai had a very special status next to Shi Lan, so naturally he couldn't just hire this gentleman. Furthermore, he didn't know Shi Lan's request.

"Just know etiquette, justice and integrity, and be on guard against others."

Regarding Li Canglan's concerns, Shi Lan shook her head slightly. She didn't have too high requirements for Tian Bai, as long as she knew that people's hearts were unpredictable and understood some basic principles.

After arranging the things in his hands, Shi Lan went straight into another space within the mountain range.

Beside the jade pond, there was a sea of ​​elixirs. Shi Lan sat cross-legged, throwing away the distracting thoughts in his mind, and concentrated on sensing Qing Lan's location. After not noticing anything unusual, he gathered his thoughts, took out a elixir, and absorbed its inner essence. Qi, slowly repairing the injuries in the body.