Faced with the sudden change, Qin Fengming, whose mind was empty, did not react at all. Seeing the familiar and close people eating at his body with ferocious expressions, Qin Fengming felt no pain.
Not only did he feel no pain, but his soul and body felt very comfortable, making him addicted to it and unable to extricate himself.
The mountains and forests in the distance moved again, and another figure appeared.
Those figures are also familiar to Qin Fengming, Master Zhang Li, Master Liu Wei, Junior Sister Zhang Ruotong, Sima Qingshan, Wang Qi from Tiancang Mountain, Senior Brother Wang from Luoxia Sect, Senior Uncle Fei, Uncle Ximen, everyone from Quejiabao, Quzhou Jinfu Sect
Group cultivators, Demon Mountain Sect monks, Huangquan Palace, Dark Night Palace, Sha Shen Sect, Hermit Sect...
There are countless figures, densely packed, thousands and thousands of them.
It seemed that everyone who had met Qin Fengming and had grudges, enmities, and kindnesses appeared all around. Some could be named, and some could not be named.
Words came out from everyone's mouth, some of which were words of concern, and some of which were words of hatred. No matter what words were spoken, as soon as the words fell, everyone's expressions became fierce, like a torrent of evil water, rushing toward Qin Fengming.
The figures all over the mountains and plains instantly enveloped Qin Fengming's spiritual body.
What kind of situation was that, Qin Fengming had never seen or heard of it in his life.
The crowd gathered around him, as if they were possessed by a swarm of ants, and began to bite and gnaw at his body. Some of the bites caused Qin Fengming pain, while others made him feel very comfortable.
The feeling of pain slowly took over, and Qin Fengming's soul was slowly wrapped in pain.
No matter what kind of feeling it is, it will cause the soul energy in Qin Fengming to be lost.
At this moment, Qin Fengming was unconscious. He was trapped in a deep feeling of self-blame and longing. It was an incomparable sorrow for his deceased relatives, and it was also an emotion that he had suppressed for an unknown period of time because he had not been able to see his relatives again.
Catharsis.
A person abandons his home since he was a child and wanders alone away from his family. He has no family to accompany him and no family support. No matter what happens, he must be alone to carry him.
That kind of bitter silence in the heart can only be understood by those who wander outside.
Although monks seem to have great supernatural powers and can split mountains and rocks with a wave of their hands, and turn rivers and seas upside down, their life experiences are undoubtedly difficult. The desperate situations of life and death they encounter are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Even if a monk has reached an extremely high level of cultivation, even if he is one of the top Mahayana masters in the Three Realms, no matter how talented he is, how ruthless and cruel he is, there will still be a weakness deep in anyone's heart that he cannot completely get rid of.
Emotions hidden.
It is said that men don't shed tears easily because they haven't reached the sad point yet.
At this time, Qin Fengming was completely filled with a weak emotion that was difficult to suppress. Although he had a strong sense of resistance under the severe pain, the guilt and thoughts about his relatives deep in his heart still made him strong
The intention to take action was eliminated.
And as he was surrounded and bitten by countless figures, the energy of his soul continued to weaken.
As time went on, Qin Fengming felt a sense of relief in his heart. The previous pain no longer felt, and a sense of lightness occupied his heart.
It seems that if this continues, Qin Fengming will get great comfort.
What Qin Fengming didn't know was that his current state allowed him to avoid the danger of death.
This is an ecstasy formation, which can make the souls who enter this lake fall into trance and be unable to extricate themselves. And those figures that appear are the ties that the monks cannot let go of deep in their hearts.
Even if a monk truly achieves freedom from worries, there are bound to be people he hates, or people he has rescued or benefited from.
The larger number were those who were killed by him.
All these people will occupy a place deep in the monk's heart. Even if he cannot remember or know the names of those people, those people have appeared in his mind and will not be dismissed. They are real.
exist in his memory.
In this enchanted formation, those who are not remembered in his memory will also appear in front of him surrounded by powerful psychedelic restrictions and bite him viciously.
In this space, as long as you make an attack, you will fall into madness and be unable to escape. Eventually, the energy of the soul will be exhausted, the soul will completely lose its intelligence, and become a phantom soul in this lake.
At this time, Qin Fengming's soul escaped the catastrophe of falling into madness, but he did not escape the danger of his soul energy being stripped away.
As time slowly passed, Qin Fengming's spirit became weaker and weaker. Although it was still suspended tall and tall above the lake, it had a clear sense of transparency and was no longer so solid.
The soul energy was slowly bitten down from his body by silhouettes one after another. What awaited Qin Fengming's soul in the end was that it would collapse after losing enough supporting energy.
But Qin Fengming's spirit couldn't feel this and couldn't stop it.
Suddenly, an incomparable coldness surged out of Qin Fengming's soul.
The coldness doesn't last forever, it just appears and spreads out immediately.
As the coldness suddenly appeared, thousands of figures around him who were gnawing at Qin Fengming's soul body immediately stopped their movements the moment they were infected by this cold breath.
The movements of the figures stopped for a moment. As the cold breath swept through them, the figures continued their previous actions again.
But it was precisely when this coldness appeared that Qin Fengming's consciousness, which had been silent in the midst of being bitten, suddenly received a huge shock. His consciousness returned to him, and the dull look in his eyes immediately disappeared.
A shout immediately sounded in his mouth: "Qin was bound by the psychedelic effect here and fell into it."
There was a shout in his mouth, and Qin Fengming's eyes suddenly became bright and shining.
Looking at the figures still surrounding him, Qin Fengming's face no longer looked dull.
At this moment, Qin Fengming's soul was frightened for a while. The cold breath that suddenly appeared in his soul was the extremely ice soul energy that he had contaminated and refined at the bottom of the Demonic Soul Sea.
Unexpectedly, when his soul was immersed in it and could not recover, it was this soul energy that woke him up.
With his soul clear, Qin Fengming immediately waved his hand to capture the figure of a monk who he remembered had been killed in front of him. With a burst of force, the figure immediately turned into balls of soul energy and scattered around.
These figures are not illusory existences, but condensed soul energy in the lake.
Although it can confuse people, his face does resemble a certain monk in Qin Fengming's memory. It can be said that the restriction here is the reflected monk in the monk's deep memory.
This is the first time Qin Fengming has encountered any kind of restriction that can produce such an effect.
However, this kind of prohibition is also introduced in the classics, but Qin Fengming has not studied it in depth.
With one successful blow, Qin Fengming immediately understood that these figures had no other means and it was not difficult to kill them.
As soon as he thought of this, Qin Fengming naturally did not hesitate any longer. He waved out his hands, and suddenly the figures were shattered in front of him. The people Qin Fengming killed were all people he was not familiar with.
And he didn't touch any of the figures he had interacted with.
With his hands waving rapidly, hundreds of monks disappeared on the spot. However, what left Qin Fengming speechless was that even though he had recovered his mind, there were still figures appearing all around, one after another.
"Hey, killing these figures with no attack power can actually affect your mood."
Suddenly, Qin Fengming let out a cry from his mouth, and he suddenly realized that as he smashed the figures one after another, a sense of madness actually grew in his consciousness.
"Since there are strange appearances when attacking these transformed figures, Qin will attack the surrounding mountains and forests to see if the same thing happens?" Qin Fengming's spirit eyes flashed and he suddenly spoke.
After speaking the words, Qin Fengming waved his hand and bounced the figure in front of him away, and in a flash, he headed directly towards the forest in front of him.
The shadowy figure in the mountain forest still existed, but the figure of the person closely related to him was no longer there. Qin Fengming's figure flashed, and two solid palm prints came out.
Amidst the dull roar, a huge hole immediately appeared in the tall mountain forest. In the hole, there was a picture of a dark lake surging.
"Hahaha...it turns out that this restriction can be destroyed by brute force alone." Suddenly seeing the hole appearing, Qin Fengming let out a joyful laugh.
The figure flashed, and palm prints appeared.
Although the spirit's use of Shaking Yue Palm cannot compare with the power of physical palms, under the blessing of powerful runes, the attack power is equally impressive.
The soul crystals in his body were circulating, and streams of thick soul energy quickly filled Qin Fengming's soul body, so that he could not worry about the exhaustion of the soul energy in his body.
He did not absorb the soul energy here.
Since this place can drive spirits into madness, it is enough to make Qin Fengming wary.
Just when Qin Fengming's spiritual body was surrounded and bitten by countless divine soul figures, a huge surge of divine soul energy suddenly appeared in the tall rocks where Qin Fengming's physical body was sitting cross-legged.
This soul energy appeared so suddenly that Qin Fengming, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes.
"Is it possible that the real soul is in danger in the rocks and is trying to take action with all its strength?" A cry of surprise resounded, and Qin Fengming, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes.
His eyes flickered, and he immediately locked the tall rocks in it, with a look of vigilance on his face.
After a while, Qin Fengming's eyes gradually calmed down as he watched the majestic soul energy spurting out. He found that although the soul energy was gushing out from the stone in front of him, it seemed very stable and did not resemble a violent fight at dawn.
However, Qin Fengming and his spirit didn't know it. Just when the spirit was enveloped by the psychedelic restriction, the vast lake of souls suddenly became no longer calm.
The dark lake water surged violently, and huge waves surged toward the area where a huge mist surged.
The entire lake was aroused, and the gray void seemed to become unstable.