Part Eight, Chapter Five Hundred and Two: The Despairing Demon
The other party is not in a hurry at all, not at all!!
The current situation seems to be fighting a protracted war of attrition: the opponent's tens of millions of troops are coming in a steady stream, densely surrounding this territory of thousands of miles, really like an iron bucket, and the water is pouring
Not entering!
But he was in no rush to attack.
Instead, start small-scale battles every day!
Of course, hundreds of thousands of people fight each time, which is not a small battle, but the battle venue is single, but it is unbeatable.
Even Mu Canglan was confused by such a way of fighting a war. He didn't know why. It seems that no military leader in the world has ever fought like this! This is simply a joke with the lives of soldiers!
This battle was conducted personally by Yuan Tianxian Yujia, so how could he make such a low-level mistake?
Yuan Tianxian's tent occupies a vast area, and the interior layout is even more magnificent, almost like a small palace.
Although it is a temporary palace, the ground is covered with white bear skin carpets, and the surroundings are even more gorgeous.
Yuan Tianxian sat high up in comfort, lying on his side, with an extremely leisurely attitude.
"Your Majesty..." Yu Chichi hurried in with an anxious look on his face: "Your Majesty, this battle cannot be fought like this... Mu Canglan is cunning and resourceful. If it continues to be delayed like this, I'm afraid that
There will be long nights and many dreams.”
Before Yuan Tianxian could speak, Prime Minister Yi Luoyue, who was sitting down below, suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Shut up! Your Majesty's decision is justified! You only need to implement it according to the strategy, there is no need to say more!"
"But like this..." Yu Chichi is also a man who knows how to fight. How could he not know that doing this is simply nonsense? It only leaves countless opportunities for the opponent to take advantage of.
However, facing the Prime Minister's razor-sharp gaze, he was speechless for a moment.
Above, Yuan Tianxian was still lying on his side happily, paying no attention to him.
"Why don't you retreat quickly!" Yi Luoyue shouted sternly.
"Yes...this...is!" Yuchi lowered his head and withdrew feeling depressed.
"Didn't you give orders? No one is allowed to disturb His Majesty inside?" Yi Luoyue shouted coldly: "Who is on duty outside?"
"This..." The guard at the door was uneasy: "This... this villain thinks that Marshal Yu on the battlefield must have something important to do with His Majesty... This..."
"Pull it down! Cut it off!" Yi Luoyue ordered Binghan: "If anyone offends again, the nine tribes will be killed!"
There was a promise from outside, and there was an endless stream of begging for mercy, but with a scream, everything fell silent again.
Yi Luoyue looked at the big tent where only she and Yuan Tianxian were alone, with an unusually cold smile on her lips.
A faint wisp of green smoke slowly sneaked into the tent, and then quietly entered Yuan Tianxian's body.
Emperor Moyun, who had been lying on his side, finally sat up at this moment and coughed softly. Although it was only a light sound, he was filled with an inexplicable majesty.
Yi Luoyue squinted her eyes and smiled: "Your Majesty, you have gained a lot this time, right?"
Yuan Tianxian smiled faintly and stood up, slowly turning around in the tent a few times, and said: "This time my soul left the body and collected the murderous aura contained in the remaining souls. It is indeed quite powerful."
It is effective and has allowed me to recover a little bit from my injuries. I believe that if I try it a few more times, the previous injuries will be greatly improved.”
Yi Luoyue said: "Now the war has just started and the days are long. Your Majesty does not need to be impatient. You can still focus on the holy body and plan it slowly. As long as the days are good, it will not only get better but also be fully recovered. It will not be difficult. This Nine Layers Heavenly Palace has a population
So many...haha..."
The old prime minister, who had white hair and a stooped figure, looked particularly vulgar and cruel in his laughter at this moment.
Yuan Tianxian smiled, then frowned, and said: "That's true, but I still don't understand one thing. Our clan can absorb the soul power of the human race, but why it can only be used to recover injuries.
?But it can’t be used to increase cultivation?”
"Logically speaking, such a thing is absolutely untrue. Any energy that can restore injuries can definitely be used to restore cultivation! And energy that can improve cultivation may not necessarily be able to heal injuries. This is only reasonable."
Yuan Tianxian frowned and thought hard: "The reason for this is really puzzling."
Yi Luoyue hesitated for a moment, then squinted her eyes and said, "Your Majesty, I think I can give you an answer to this section."
Yuan Tianxian frowned: "Oh?"
The demon clan has been puzzled by this question for generations. Is there actually an answer here in Yiluoyue?
"Ahem..." Yi Luoyue coughed a few times, seeming a little embarrassed, and said: "I have been studying this topic for these years... For this...
Killed more than three million humans... In addition to humans, I also... also killed more than three million people..."
Yuan Tianxian's expression did not move at all, and his mood did not seem to have any fluctuations. He just said softly "Oh?"
"I compared these bodies back and forth, carefully comparing every inch and every inch. I always found some differences. In the end, I dismembered the living people and conducted in vivo experiments to find the differences. Finally I found
, the structure of our people may seem similar, but deep down they are still different.!
"And we can absorb their soul power for healing and recovery, but we can't increase their cultivation. The greatest possibility is here."
Yi Luoyue said.
When Yuan Tianxian heard this, he immediately became interested and said: "Tell me more specifically, what are the differences?"
For such a research, Yi Luoyue killed nearly tens of millions of creatures, and even used the corpses for comparison. The level of cruelty can be said to be outrageous!
But Yuan Tianxian didn't feel anything was wrong.
On the contrary, I am very interested!
"When a human being is filled with negative emotions such as fear, fear, pain, etc., some special things will appear in his body and blood; but we, the Demon Clan, do not have such changes." Yi Luoyue frowned and said: "
I once implanted this kind of thing into the human race, but the result was ineffective. I can only conclude that this kind of thing is unique to the human race and cannot be copied."
"Another point is that the structure of human brains is slightly different from that of our tribe..."
"The third difference is that for the so-called immortal masters, after the death of the physical body and the formation of the soul, the soul is completely different from the demon fetus formed by our demons under the same circumstances. There is an essential difference!"
"The demon fetuses transformed from the frequent deaths of our clan members are full of destruction, but the human ones are full of vitality. Even the weakened souls are still full of vitality."
Yi Luoyue said in a slow tone: "With so many differences, it can be affirmed that although we can use the power of human souls, it can only make up for our own shortcomings, that is, to supplement the injured. However, if we want
Use this kind of power to practice and improve your cultivation, but we don’t have the same body structure, so we can’t achieve it..."
"This may be a joke arranged by the gods, and it cannot be changed by human power." Yi Luoyue concluded.
"It turns out... it's actually like this." Yuan Tianxian suddenly realized, and then said: "The Prime Minister has spent a lot on studying this over the years, right? How many clansmen have been killed? There are so many clansmen to kill.
?”
Yi Luoyue chuckled: "Speaking of this, it's actually not that difficult. Your Majesty knows that every few years, I have to go back to my clan, and every time, I bring a large number of clan members with me to pretend to be prisoners...
····Haha, they only thought they were following me to make great achievements and subvert Tianque. In fact... they all became my experimental subjects. In order to achieve eternal achievements, some sacrifices are inevitable. There is a saying in the human race.
I agree very much, those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial matters..."
Yuan Tianxian's face twitched, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Those guys I said were here came, but why did they all disappear one by one later? It turned out that they were all cut by you... But... this
That’s not right. Over the years, at least more than 20 million people have come here...did you cut them all?"
Yi Luoyue scratched her head in embarrassment: "Well..."
"I..." Yuan Tianxian stared, speechless at this "fact".
After a long time, he smiled bitterly: "No wonder you haven't dared to talk about this matter. You always cover it up and change the subject... It turns out that you really killed it... Sigh... This matter is really a troublesome matter. What's the matter?
But there is the nephew of His Majesty the Demon King of Zhongtian, and the grandson of the Demon King of the West... you...are really...daring!"
Yi Luoyue lowered her head, also smiled bitterly, and said: "This... it's hard to say. In order to ensure the comprehensiveness of the experimental results, nothing can be found on the bodies of ordinary demons. Only the direct bloodline of these demon kings.
Only then can we represent the origin of demons, and only then can we see the difference more clearly... This... I didn't know there was such a person among them until I killed him.
Why……"
"Each of these devil kings want to let their descendants develop independently, make great contributions anonymously, and then be surprised when they ask for rewards based on their merits... Little do they know... this is actually hurting me."
Yi Luoyue sighed.
"It was you who killed them first!" Yuan Tianxian glared at him and said with a headache: "Okay, okay... let's just press this matter and don't mention it again in the future; wait until we see the two of them in the future.
Great Demon King, I will just say that they died in battle... As for this discovery, I will never mention it again."
Yi Luoyue nodded.
"Also, their heroic coffins still need to be prepared and will be sent back when the time comes." Yuan Tianxian waved his hand somewhat distractedly.
"My subordinates have been prepared for a long time..." The prime minister lowered his head, knowing that he had done something wrong.
Yuan Tianxian suddenly smiled strangely: "Prime Minister, do you think humans should award you with the title of Demon Slayer? I'm afraid the number of people of your own clan who died at your hands is no less than tens of millions. Even Zihao back then, if you look at it alone,
The number of people killed and injured may not be many more than yours!"
Yi Luoyue was stunned for a moment, then said solemnly: "Of course this is true, but the number of humans who died at the hands of my subordinates is many times more than this number!"