For the people, the night was full of hidden horrors.
They couldn't sleep well at night. Even a cat's meow in the yard could be some kind of weird otherworldly item silently approaching those who forgot to paste the talisman on their door.
For the Gods, the length of the night could easily encourage their inner demons. Many Gods might have done some things that went against the Heavenly Dao in the process of cultivation. Even if they later strictly disciplined themselves and constantly used their strong willpower to resist the expansion of their inner demons, the coldness and darkness of the night were the rain and dew of the inner demons.
The inner demon had always existed in the divine soul of every god. It was like a healthy body. Even if some bad habits accumulated over time, it would eventually become a chronic disease, not to mention those gods who had a somewhat twisted nature. Hatred, unwillingness, resentment, humiliation, greed …
The gods couldn't stay alone in the long night.
"If you gather spiritual energy at night, it's easy to absorb the evil aura into your body. It's like the impurities in your body.
"However, this foul Qi can make your cultivation speed faster than usual."
"All gods need to cultivate. The darkness reduces the amount of time the gods have to cultivate. Some gods who are not strong enough are unable to filter out the evil aura of the night. As a result, many gods are like smoking tobacco. They begin to cultivate at night, and only at night do they become excited when they cultivate."
Standing beside Zhu Minglang, Mr. Koi started to talk about the dangers of the long night seriously.
Zhu Minglang was also affected by the dark night.
Dragon shepherds needed to gather spiritual energy in their spiritual realm. However, the spiritual energy at night was polluted by the darkness. It was fine to take a breath or two occasionally, but after a long time, it could easily cause the dragons to develop dark diseases.
Fortunately, Zhu Minglang had Yama Dragon and Sky Devil Dragon.
They were both Yin Dragons. Zhu Minglang could nourish them with the spiritual energy he gathered at night.
However, there weren't many Yin Dragons in this world, and it was difficult to tame them. Not all gods and dragon shepherds could deal with them as well as Zhu Minglang.
…
The long night was lonely.
For some reason, Zhu Minglang felt a surge of irritation in his heart.
It was like August in the middle of summer. You should be enjoying the flowers in the Fragrant Hills and listening to the waves in the forest, but the endless rainy season sealed you under the eaves. You couldn't see the sun all day, and your body was so moldy that you could grow mushrooms …
No one would be in a good mood.
Zhu Minglang couldn't stand the long nights either, but he had no choice but to calm down and cultivate.
"Ah!!!!!"
Suddenly, a mournful cry rang out in the night.
This scream was extremely sharp, as if it came from a woman. It was the kind of scream that erupted in pain and struggle.
"Another one who has gone berserk." Meng Bingci's voice came from behind the curtain. Her tone was calm and collected.
Zhu Minglang glanced at her and saw that she was covered in starlight, sitting in a dignified manner. The thick darkness flowed around her like a tide and she was like a reef in the black tide, not affected in the slightest.
Zhu Minglang had learned some breathing techniques to calm his mind while staying with Meng Bingci. He wasn't afraid of inner demons anymore.
Moreover, he could use this breathing technique to filter out the evil aura and nourish the other dragons.
"It's already been seven days, and there are people who have gone berserk every day. Evernight hasn't arrived yet, and Alioth is already suffering like this. I wonder what will happen in the days to come," Zhu Minglang said.
When Zhu Minglang came to Alioth, there were often people who didn't cultivate properly and went berserk.
However, most of them were short-sighted people who didn't follow their own cultivation system and forcefully broke through without a stable foundation. Even without the influence of the night, they could easily go berserk.
Recently, the nights had been lengthening, and some disciples who cultivated steadily on normal days were showing symptoms of going berserk.
Over the past few days, there had been frequent cases of qi deviation among the gods. It could be said that during the long night, it was either the silence that made people panic, or there were all sorts of painful cries and screams. It was as if there were really countless ghosts and devils wandering around the Alioth Star Palace. They would randomly grab a few people and torture them cruelly.
Zhu Minglang was a little frustrated from waiting. He wanted to go and see what had happened.
Meng Bingci stopped him. She told him to sit down obediently, ignore the outside world, and focus on cultivation.
Zhu Minglang helplessly returned to his seat.
Logically speaking, if he really stayed here for a long time, with Meng Bingci's supervision, it would be difficult for him not to become a Supreme God. However, that would be too boring. Zhu Minglang's original cultivation method was to wander around!
Under the light of Meng Bingci's determined Buddha nature, Zhu Minglang could only close his eyes. He abandoned the mentality of watching a show in his bones and once again entered cultivation.
However, not long after, there was a commotion outside. He even heard the sound of weapons clashing.
"Come out, come out!!"
"Zhu Minglang, come out! If you can't avenge yourself today, I will use this sword to pierce my own throat!!!"
This voice was sharp and harsh, with a deep resentment. Zhu Minglang didn't recognize who it was at first. It was only when someone outside called out to Zhu Minglang that he realized who it was!
So the person who went berserk was Jiang Que!
Could it be because of the incident on Waning Moon?
Logically speaking, Jiang Que wasn't an idiot. Why would he come alone if he knew that he was no match for them? Moreover, this was Alioth. Fighting between gods was not allowed …
This Revered Orchid Jiang Que had really gone mad and lost his mind!
"Don't go out. I will take care of it." Meng Bingci stood up and said to Zhu Minglang.
"Okay." Zhu Minglang nodded.
Zhu Minglang wasn't afraid of Jiang Que. The main thing was that there was no need to bicker with a lunatic.
…
Not long after, Meng Bingci returned.
She brought Lan Zun and Jiang Que in.
This made Zhu Minglang feel awkward. Didn't she say that she would take care of it? Why did she bring them in front of him?
"You need to face the humiliation in your heart. If you can sit here for an entire night and suppress the anger in your heart, your cultivation will be smoother in the days to come. If you allow the demon in your heart to control you and run around like a lunatic, then you can indeed use a sword to pierce your own throat," Meng Bingci said to Jiang Que.
When Jiang Que saw Zhu Minglang, a surge of anger surged in Jiang Que.
At this moment, Jiang Que no longer looked like a goddess. Instead, she looked more like a demoness who wanted to eat everyone she saw.
If it wasn't for Meng Bingci's words that suppressed her anger, she would have already pounced.
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