Only then did Li Qingshan remember what Oxen had said. Using beast blood was only a temporary measure to cultivate the Path of White Bone and Great Beauty. If he truly wanted to cultivate it, he needed human blood, and it had to be human blood that had just died and was still warm. The stronger the blood, the better.
These bandits were great materials that Oxen had mentioned. Although he did not dare to agree, he did not mind it too much. He moved the corpses of the bandits over and piled them up into a small mountain on the empty ground. The scene was horrifying, and the stench of blood was thick and pungent. Even Li Qingshan himself felt rather shaken. He could not help but ask himself, 'Did I do this?'
However, he immediately calmed down. This was karma. If these bandits did not end up like this, then the world would be unfair. As long as he had a clear conscience, there was no need for him to feel conflicted or regret. Afterwards, he followed Oxen's instructions and placed the jar containing Little Ann's white bones upside down on the mountain of corpses.
Little Ann danced around nervously until he heard Li Qingshan say, "Go!" He turned into a breeze and dove into the jar.
The mountain of corpses trembled. The blood that had been flowing downwards suddenly began to flow backwards towards the jar. The jar also began to tremble violently, and the stench of blood grew fainter and fainter.
After a long while, there was a series of cracking sounds. Cracks appeared on the jar, revealing streaks of red light, as if they were congealing blood.
Li Qingshan frowned and held his breath. The scene before him seemed too much like some kind of terrifying and evil ritual. It was as if some kind of demon was about to be born.
With a bang, the jar exploded. A blood-red skeleton sat on the mountain of corpses. Two balls of blood-red flames burned in its eye sockets. It was clearly an extremely strange and terrifying scene, but the little skeleton's hands were pressed together like an old monk sitting in meditation. It actually gave off a holy feeling of enlightenment, as if it had seen through life and death. The horrifying mountain of corpses vaguely seemed like a lotus throne where a Buddha sat in meditation. The pale-white arms that stretched out were like pure white lotus petals. It was extremely strange.
Li Qingshan called out tentatively, "Little Ann?"
The little skeleton raised its head and the blood flames flickered. It turned into a Blood Shadow and pounced over. Its speed was so fast that even Li Qingshan was taken aback. This was even faster than Yang Anzhi's lightness skills. He instinctively wanted to block or even counterattack, but he stopped himself and allowed the little skeleton to barge into his arms. It then slammed into his chest with a thud and slid down.
Li Qingshan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He saw that Little Ann had fallen to the ground and was shaking her head. She looked like she couldn't control her speed at all.
Little Ann stood up and looked up at Li Qingshan. From his eyes, he saw his current appearance. It was as if he suddenly realized that he was no longer a ghost. He looked down at his tiny, bony hands, and then at his body. Then, he began to tremble violently. Then, he squatted on the ground and covered his face with his hands.
Although there wasn't any sound coming out, Li Qingshan could clearly feel that he was crying. As a ghost, at least he still had a human form. No one would be able to remain calm after turning into such a horrifying, inhuman appearance. Not to mention that he was just a child.
Li Qingshan felt a pain in his heart. His heart that was as hard as iron in the massacre suddenly softened. He rubbed his sour nose and squatted down with a smile. He touched Little Ann's head and said, "Why are you like this? Aren't you pretty cute? In the past, only you could touch me, and I couldn't touch you. Now it's fair."
Little Ann raised his head. The blood flames in his eye sockets were a little brighter. He stretched out his arms and gently hugged Li Qingshan. He put his head on Li Qingshan's chest. Li Qingshan spread out his arms and hugged him tightly.
In the wind and snow, under the mountain of corpses, a teenager and a small skeleton were hugging each other. They seemed to feel a kind of warmth from each other's cold bodies.
Oxen looked on silently from the side. There was no longer the usual mocking look in his eyes.
Little Ann had the temperament of a child after all. His mood quickly improved. He curiously experimented with his new body. One moment, he would randomly walk on the ground. The next moment, he would pick up a single blade that the bandits had dropped and swing it wildly. Sometimes, he would leap several feet into the air, but inevitably, he would fall down with a thud and fall to the ground.
Li Qingshan was greatly alarmed. He was afraid that Little Ann would fall and shatter his slender bones. However, he saw Little Ann turn over and stand up. Scratching his head, he remembered that he was no longer a ghost and couldn't fly. However, he wasn't disappointed and continued to run wildly in the wind and snow.
Only then did Li Qingshan relax. He revealed a smile. Perhaps it was because he loved the house and its crow, he really didn't think that Little Ann was scary. The little skeleton's various childish movements actually had a strange kind of cuteness. However, other people definitely wouldn't think so.
He turned to Oxen and asked, "Is Little Ann going to be like this for the rest of his life?"
Oxen said, "There's nothing wrong with this. How many people pray to the gods and Buddha to become like this, yet they still can't? However, allowing a yin spirit to cultivate a physical body is something that normal people can forget about. Although it's an ability of the demonic path, it isn't countered by any buddhist or daoist arts. Moreover, it progresses at a godly speed and is extraordinarily powerful. If this ability were to spread, I guarantee that it would be ten thousand times more effective than the spiritual ginseng in your possession. Whether it's buddhists, daoists, or demons, they would all come to steal it. "
If someone else gave you a feast, could you still blame the cutlery for not being good? Li Qingshan could only smile bitterly, "I knew it. The Path of White Bone and Great Beauty sounds much more powerful than the Strength of Nine Oxen and Two Tigers."
Not only was it so fast that he almost failed to react to it, but when he turned around, he saw Little Ann swinging the Seventh Boss's huge metal hammer that weighed around fifty kilograms. Then, due to his hands being too small, he lost his grip on the handle. The metal hammer flew several dozen meters away and crashed into a wall. The current Little Ann could slaughter the entire Black Wind stronghold alone. He would definitely be able to do so with even more ease than Li Qingshan.
Moreover, the master of the Black Wind stronghold had somehow found a talisman that could contend against his strength of one ox. For a bandit leader like him to obtain it, it definitely could not be anything impressive. He could not help but feel a hint of doubt towards the Strength of Nine Oxen and Two Tigers.
"He absorbed the essence blood of over a hundred people, so of course he's not weak. If he wants to revert to human form, it's actually not difficult." Oxen snickered and changed the topic, ignoring Li Qingshan's doubts.
As expected, Li Qingshan threw his own matters to the back of his mind. "Is that true? What should I do? "
Oxen said, "Firstly, once you cultivate the Path of White Bone and Great Beauty to a certain level, you'll be able to transform into anything. You'll be able to transform into anything you want."
Li Qingshan nodded. "The Buddhists speak of skeletons made of powder. They've always been able to see through reality and illusion, but this probably isn't something that can be achieved in a short period of time. After all, it's an illusion."
Oxen said, "There's another shortcut. That's by using the blood of others. Before long, you'll be able to regrow flesh from white bones, regrow flesh, and reconstruct a physical body."
Li Qingshan said in shock, "Doesn't that mean Little Ann has come back to life?"
Oxen shook his head. "He's neither alive nor dead, neither dead nor alive, but from a mortal's point of view, there's no difference from coming back to life."
"Alright!" Li Qingshan felt excited.
"Don't celebrate too early. You'll have to handle this troublesome matter. You can't expose him before everyone and leave behind too many traces. Otherwise, don't blame me for not warning you when people come knocking on your door to purge demons."
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