On the mountain of Samsara, Yang Shou watched Xiaobu take over Zichuan's unfinished business and started the Jingwei reclamation-style purification, and shook his head involuntarily.

The reincarnation world will enter new souls every moment. Before those souls enter the millstone of heaven and earth, there is a filthy aura that radiates out and converges in this big river. With their speed, it is difficult to purify this big river. Finish.

The speed of purification can't keep up with the speed of turbid river water.

Therefore, for countless years, these rivers have been of the same color, filthy and full of impurities.

Few souls dare to approach this big river. Once they are involved in it, they seem to be infected with countless sins, their bodies are heavy, and it is extremely difficult to escape.

In a flash of time, thirty years have passed in the world of reincarnation.

Xiaobu still looks like a puppet, nothing has changed, but Zichuan is already very old.

Over the years, Zichuan's reputation has been getting bigger and bigger. People in Fengdu City, Wizard City, Xuanyang City, and the three major cities have come here because of the lifelike stone carvings he carved, and there are countless custom-made stone carvings.

With more and more orders, he gradually became a world-famous master of stone carving, but he never gave up the idea of ​​purifying this great river.

Since he began to ponder the stone sculpture, it seems that purifying this big river has become his obsession. If he does not complete it, he will not rest his eyes in death.

Even if he entrusted his career to Xiaobu, he still dripped his soul blood from time to time, made stones, carved all kinds of boring characters, and threw them into the river.

The river water is still as turbid as it was thousands of years ago.

"Zichuan, are you going to the shore today too?"

Little Bu held his head high, and his voice was clear and pure, giving people a sense of peace of mind.

"I haven't been there for several years. This time, all the stones I have prepared will be thrown into it."

Zichuan hunched his body, originally a person in the world of reincarnation, with a ubiquitous soul breath moisturizing, aging very slowly, but he is aging rapidly.

Xiaobu looked in the direction his finger was pointing. There, there was a room of stones, which he had made in the past few years.

"If you continue like this, you will die..."

Xiaobu pouted, although at the beginning, he resented Zichuan, but after getting along with him over the years, Zichuan has taught him a lot of things about dealing with people.

Zichuan smiled slightly, but didn't take life and death to heart, "Help me, I can't move now."

The midwife Tianzun has not yet perfected the cultivation of soul power. Today's reincarnation world cannot gain strength and strengthen the soul through cultivation, so the loss of soul blood is too much, causing him to become weaker and weaker.

According to Xiao Bu's estimation, if this goes on, he still has ten years at most.

But behind him, as if something was driving him away, he made those stone orders during the day and made stones with blood at night.

"Help."

Seeing that Xiaobu didn't help him, Zichuan could only drag his tired body to move the stone, but he struggled with all his strength and couldn't move at all, so he could only look at Xiaobu for help.

Xiaobu snorted softly, and finally chose to help Zichuan by moving all his stones from the past few years to the river bank.

The room full of stones was thrown into the big river, and the purple soul blood on it burst out with weak power, dispelling the turbidity in the big river, making the water in the big river, for a moment, become clear.

Zichuan's eyes lit up.

But soon, the turbid river water surged up, and his weak breath did not even last for the purification time of one breath.

"Unfortunately, there is still... there is no way..."

Zichuan murmured softly, looking extremely disappointed.

This expression, Xiaobu has seen countless times over the years.

Every time the river was clear, Zichuan stared intently, but every time the result was the same.

If you want to purify the entire river with your own power, you can't even do it, let alone Zichuan.

Over the years, Xiaobu has already understood the details of Zichuan. Zichuan is just an ordinary reincarnation realm, with average soul power, but a special way of purification.

This method, according to Zichuan, was discovered by him decades ago.

With the unique blood of the soul, the river water can be made clear for a short time.

However, it is almost impossible to purify the entire river.

The reason why it promised Zichuan was entirely because it wanted to try it out, and whether it could realize its own way.

"Zichuan, why are you so persistent in wanting to purify this river?"

Xiaobu tilted his head, looked at Zichuan, and asked his doubts over the years.

Zichuan pursed his lips and looked at the turbid river water, which stretched down.

He let out a long sigh.

"Because I promised someone."

"Who?"

"People who died in this river."

Zichuan replied, and said no more, dragged his tired body, turned and left, leaving the big river.

Looking at Zichuan's hunched figure, Xiaobu felt that he was very lonely.

"If the soul is sad..."

Xiaobu said three words lightly, his eyes became brighter, as if he had caught something, he chased after him.

It is about to realize its own way, and its talent is not bad. After Yang Shou's advice, it found that it was not trying to find Sansheng Stone, but the person who made Sansheng Stone.

...

Zi Chuan doesn't talk much, and it can even be said to be taciturn. Apart from making stone sculptures and purification stones every day, what he likes to do most is to be alone.

However, the good times didn't last long, and Xiaobu was still comprehending the avenue with the help of Zichuan's unique meaning, but he didn't expect...

One day, a group of people broke into Zichuan's mason shop.

The leader was a bald bearded man with a ferocious face that looked very fierce.

Xiaobu happened to be out throwing stones, and Zichuan was the only one left in the shop, unable to fight back, his face was pressed on the stone table.

"Zichuan, right? Hand over your stone carving secrets, and I'll exchange things for you."

The purpose of the big beard is obvious, it is for Zichuan's stone carving cheats, and he has assembled a book compiled with his life's painstaking efforts.

Although extremely reluctant, Zichuan still tremblingly took out his own "Stone Classic" and gave it to the bearded man.

The bearded man was very satisfied with Zichuan's obedient attitude, and then with a wave of his hand, the younger brother behind him took out a book and threw it on the table at will.

Walk away.

According to the decrees of the underworld, fighting and illegal robbery are strictly prohibited in this world. Once they are violated and reported to be true, they will face eighteen layers of hell!

No one who has entered the eighteen layers of **** does not lose their skin. Therefore, the eighteenth layer of **** has also become the biggest support for the underworld to suppress the reincarnation world.

Although the bearded man was fierce, he was also afraid that Zichuan would report them, so he left a book in exchange.

That's not a robbery.

After the group left, Zichuan shook his head. He didn't want to report to the underworld. Even if the underworld came, there was no way to do anything with them.

Who made them keep this book?

Zichuan looked at the book on the stone table, and was gradually attracted by the two words on it.

Those two words are exactly - Blood Meridian.

The author is unknown, the date of birth is unknown, and it is unknown where it came from, but it is a purely handwritten manuscript.

He didn't take it to heart, he casually flipped through it, but he was stunned on the spot.

"This……"

"This is about the use of soul blood?"

Zichuan suddenly became excited, and hurriedly closed the entire masonry shop and began to study the book carefully.

In this book, from theory to practice, various magical uses of soul blood are explained in detail. It does not involve practice, but there is a method that can strengthen one's own soul.

drink blood!

Through the method researched in the book, you can successfully strengthen your own soul by absorbing the essence of other people's soul blood.

It seems that it is a book of magic, or a forbidden book.

If it is discovered by the underworld, I am afraid that anyone who has read this book will be arrested.

After casually flipping through the book, Zi Chuan took a deep breath. There was a voice in his heart that was tempting him to try the methods in the book.

"Soul blood can still be used like this..."

Zichuan murmured, and now he realizes how shallow his research on soul blood is. He simply used soul blood to make stones to purify river water.

According to the introduction in the book, his behavior like this is tantamount to ruining things.

The book elaborates on the magic of the soul. In the soul, apart from consciousness, the most mysterious thing is soul blood!

"Do you want to practice or not?"

Zichuan was caught in a tangle.

Once he cultivates, if he is discovered by the underworld, he will go down to the eighteen layers of hell, and practice such magic-like exercises, maybe even Yama will attract him.

But if he doesn't practice, he promises that person's business, and he will not be able to complete it until he dies.

Purifying the entire river was already an obsession for him.

When he was tangled, Xiaobu, who went out to throw stones, came back.

"Why is it closed so early? Not doing business?"

Xiaobu was a little puzzled and didn't notice Zichuan's abnormality.

...

Reincarnation on the mountain.

Yang Shou also noticed this book. The existence of the Blood Sutra was very much like a book that spreads demons and evil ways.

Yang Shou took a cursory glance at the theory, and knew that it was nonsense. If he extracted soul blood according to the above method, if there were no accidents, he would probably die suddenly.

But Zichuan believed it...

Still so cautious, Yang Shou was speechless for a while.

Moreover, it is very likely that Zichuan will practice according to the above nonsense.

"Go and tell the underworld~lightnovelpub.net~ to check the area around the mason's shop."

Yang Shou predicts that Zichuan is very likely to embark on the road of crime.

Fu Nao nodded and disappeared in Samsara Mountain.

He now likes to deal with the underworld more and more, because as long as he goes to the underworld, he will have the opportunity to see Ling Susu justifiably...

After enlightening Fu Nao, he was suddenly carried away by love.

...

As expected by Yang Shou, Zichuan embarked on the path of breaking the law...

In order to verify that absorbing other people's soul blood can strengthen his own soul, the stone sculptures he carved no longer collect soul coins, but exchange soul blood.

Because he is very famous, even if it is this weird request, there are still people who are willing to agree to exchange blood for stone carvings.