Chapter 190: Hand of fate

Chapter 190 The Hand of Fate
Snapped!
The sturdy whip was slashed, Qin Nan instinctively grabbed it with his hand and pulled it tightly, and pulled it back, Qin Nan staggered and knocked to the ground. (Baidu search for the fastest and most stable update of the literature network) (..m)
"Ba Jie! The first to be strong, do him..."
Without Qin Nan's instructions, Zhu Bajie had already rushed forward, taking advantage of the other ghosts around him not paying attention, and no other obvious killer tricks. He sat on the bottom and let out a big ass. Qin Nan saw the witch. The clan ghost struggled weakly twice and stopped moving.
"Bajie, have you been constipated recently?"
Qin Nan hurriedly pinched his nose and avoided it. A turbid and lethal gas emanated from the air. Qin Nan saw the unconscious souls beside him instinctively flash away.
"Master, you don't understand, this is my old pig's trick. It's called a pig magic fart..."
Zhu Bajie waved his hand, pretending to be profound, and said: "Large-scale killing, no false hair..."
"Okay! Okay! Come on, you still put it a little bit less, and you will attract more ghosts in a while, let's run away..."
Qin Nan stepped forward, Zhu Bajie had already stood up. Qin Nan inspected the corpse of the ghost ghost of the Witch Clan on the ground, and found that there was a dark golden light shining on it. This light was familiar to Qin Nan. After thinking about it carefully, he remembered, and said, "This dark golden light. I also saw the light of the sun shooting arrow and Chang'e’s Netherworld Life and Death Book. Could it be that after the power of rank is added by the six reincarnations, there will be this light? Or this light itself is the additional position of the six reincarnations Power of rank? So, can I collect power of this rank from these ghosts?"
Suddenly, Qin Nan knelt down and carefully touched the corpse of the ghost ghost of the witch tribe. When his fingers touched the dark golden light, he violently burst out the dark golden light, which could wipe out all vitality. The aura suddenly rose, covering Qin Nan's whole body together.
Qin Nan's expression changed immediately, knowing that the dark golden light was irritating, and there were self-protection measures. He yelled badly. Just about to run away, he felt that the eight sun-shooting bows he had hidden in his body also burst into darkness. The golden light protected Qin Nan, and it seemed that the dark golden light of the ghost chased the dark golden light of the divine arrow shooting the sun, and he was restrained. From the imposing look just now, he condensed obediently into A light spot as big as a bean.
"That's it? It's the power of rank? After refining, you can have the ability of ghosts?"
Qin Nan just wanted to reach out and hold the dark golden light spot in his hand, but he didn't expect Zhu Bajie to grab it from the air first. He looked at it for a while, and then he just put it on his mouth and chewed, and said while chewing. : "Let your grandpa pig eat a pill, it tastes good, it's a fight with elixir..."
indistinct!
Only when Zhu Bajie swallowed the dark golden light spot, he saw a peculiar halo rising from his body. Qin Nan knew that this was a symbol of the status of a ghost of the witch clan. Zhu Bajie is no different from the other ghosts now. He still has the power of the six reincarnation levels on his body, and he can resolve all ghosts with a ghostly nature with his gestures.
"Master, look, according to this method, can we pretend to be ghosts and get in?"
With a sudden change, Zhu Bajie used the method of change to turn into the ghost of the Witch Clan who had just been sat to death by his ass. Qin Nan's eyes widened and his consciousness scanned again. Because of the power of rank, Divine consciousness can't penetrate into it, but from the outside, it is almost seamless. From appearance to breath, there is no slight difference.
"I think it's okay! Since we're all here, we can't force it, we just pretend to be ghosts and get in..."
Qin Nan nodded, thinking that this method was the most feasible way without getting in and not showing up.
"Bajie, then you go and bring that witch ghost over there..."
Qin Nan pointed to the ghost chaplain of the witch clan who was more than twenty meters to the left. At this moment, the chaplain was also waving a whip and beating those unconscious souls. Being trapped in this Nether Nether Palace made them from ordinary Houtu tribe witches to ghosts with rank power and controlling Nether Nether Palace, but they did not feel that they were strong, but instead felt bound to In this netherworld, it was like being in jail, and there was no relief.
Therefore, these witch tribe ghosts used their only pleasure to torture these unconscious souls. These souls had just been stripped from the dead creatures in the predicament and could not wake up their minds for the time being. But as long as you pass the gate of the underworld and be illuminated by the divine light of the underworld, you will immediately return to the light and think of all the things before your life.
However, all of this is not important anymore. Once a ghost enters the Netherworld Palace and passes this underworld gate, it is destined that it will never come out of the underworld gate as a ghost again. The only way out is the six reincarnations. Through the judgment of the underworld and the mark of the judge's pen, can you be reincarnated in the six reincarnations.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
The whip in the hand of this witch tribe ghost chaser was swayed very hard, and several souls were trembling all over by him, and instinctively avoided, but he still reluctantly, rushed up, kicked to the bottom, and continued to die. Whipping.
"Immediately, come here..."
Zhu Bajie walked over and beckoned him. Just now when he sat down on the hag clan ghost chase, he unknowingly invaded his memory, and learned that the ghost chase next to him was called the "after-immediate". The most ferocious one among the ghosts was not serious about the soul. It was entirely based on the mood, and even scattered the soul several times. For this reason, he was accused by the Nether Emperor Houyi who was still in the Nether Netherworld.
However, after that, not only did it not change, but it became even worse, but there was no more smashing of the soul, so that it did not disturb Hou Yi much, and later, Hou Yi died, and the underworld was a mess, who What about him? As a result, he became even more lawless and reckless.
"What? Back slope..."
Hou Po is the name of this ghost chased by Zhu Ba Jie. At this time, I heard Zhu Ba Jie's call, and he was obviously unhappy. He was not very familiar with that Hou Po, and his temper was not good, so naturally there was nothing. Good face.
"Come here, here, I will show you something good, this is the soul of a monster race!"
Zhu Bajie pretended to say softly. He learned from Hou Po's memory that his parents were killed by the demon gods of the demon clan heaven during the Lich War. That's why his temper became this. It looks like, and it is especially hateful to the monster race. If the soul of the monster race is found among the souls that are being driven, it will not be normal to start.
Now, when I heard Zhu Bajie say this, he walked over with interest, holding a whip in one hand, and putting another hand on Zhu Bajie’s shoulder, pointing to the soul in front of him and saying: "Which one, you point it out to me, I'll take it to my pile and take a good look."
The souls of all creatures are actually inseparable after death. It is a group of chaotic gray objects floating and floating. It is generally difficult to tell which species they were before they were alive.
However, it does not rule out that some creatures have very obvious characteristics during their lifetimes, or that some people have secret methods to judge, and they can also see their races from their souls.
"Hey! That's it..."
Zhu Bajie casually pointed to the soul pile, and then he hurriedly rushed forward with his whip. Zhu Bajie came to his back, revealed his true body, kicked up hard, then staggered to the ground one by one, and quickly turned around. When he came, the whip in his hand was about to be slapped on Zhu Bajie, but Zhu Bajie had already jumped up and sat down on his head.
Qin Nan hurriedly covered his nose. As expected, there was a cockroach, and a familiar gas diffused. After that, after several painful struggles, he was completely motionless.
"Master, hurry up! You bring in your divine sense, and I will extract his memory, old pig, and it may disappear if it is too late."
Zhu Bajie said so, Qin Nan had no choice but to endure the turbidity in the air, walked over, penetrated into the divine consciousness, and a memory entered his mind. From the birth of the witch clan to the death of his parents, and then to the Netherworld. Ghost chase, all the memories that spanned thousands of years were absorbed by Qin Nan without any omission.
"Eh……"
For some reason, Qin Nan sighed for a long time. He didn't expect that in this game, he could actually memorize the experience of living things to such a fine degree. At that moment, after receiving all the memories of the ghost chase, Qin Nan almost thought that he was the ghost chase.
The joy of childhood, the heartbreak of the death of parents, and the brutal vent after escaping into the underworld, all reveal a kind of helplessness that is coerced by fate.
"All creatures in the world are in reincarnation, and they are all controlled by fate. Who can jump out of the track designed by heaven? All this is just fate."
Qin Nan turned out to be an atheist. Although he was an orphan, his life has been hard since he was a child, but he has always believed in the principle that people do things and that people can conquer the sky.
However, coming this way, especially today, after receiving the ghost’s life memory, Qin Nan has a kind of, no matter what creature it is, everything that happens in his life seems to be arranged by others. Kind of feeling.
This feeling was so strong that Qin Nan felt that now there were still a pair of eyes watching him silently in the dark. It made him feel that even if some choices he thought were made subjectively by him, they were actually arranged by others and destined to make such choices.
"Ah……"
Qin Nan couldn't help laughing. It made him feel that behind everything, there seemed to be a hand of destiny that had been pushing it. Everything went on in this destiny track without any deviation. There was no purpose and no end, pure It is mechanized operation going on.
The so-called autonomy is nothing more than the autonomy that we think of. We feel that we have the ability to manipulate our own destiny. We know everything we know. Everything is destined. It is destiny. Therefore, people often feel that they are so incapable of doing things. Inadequate.
"The hand of fate?"
Qin Nan was stunned for a moment, looked into the air, and through the layers of mist, he seemed to see an invisible and huge palm, which pushed everything to move. This palm was not in the game, but directly penetrated from reality. Come in, cross the game and reality, dominate everything.
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