The next scene was almost a repetition. Gou Liu stole food, was beaten, and humiliated. He then took the food to his mother with injuries all over his body, and returned to the stable in this yard.

The scene accelerated, and he gradually grew up, taller, and actually looked pretty good. The master of the family once drunkenly passed by the stable and said lightly, "The sixth son is also my son."

Then Gou Liu became Yan Liu and became the sixth young master of this house.

By this time, everyone had already seen that this little Yan Liu was the Yan Liu who led them in in the first place. Unfortunately, although Yan Liu had a foul smell at that time, he was indeed a living person with no trace of ghostly energy on his body. None of them

Nothing unusual was found, so he was introduced to the house.

The illusion has not dissipated, and they are still imprisoned in Yan Liu's perspective. Yan Liu became the sixth young master, but he was not as expected as the other young masters in the yard. He was just a little better than the groom who slept in the stable every day, but he was still regarded as the sixth master.

It would be much easier to beat him up, be bullied, and just give the food to his mother secretly.

Life was still miserable, but his eyes were not clouded by this situation. He even became happy. Everyone followed his perspective and finally saw his mother's face, deformed, ugly, but gentle.

woman.

It is not difficult to guess from this story that Yan Liu was the accidental product of the old man and this deformed girl.

But mother and son are easily satisfied. They are happy if they have food every day. When he is strong, he will often help his mother clean the bucket.

Days like this flashed quickly in front of everyone, and the seasons changed in a blink of an eye. Soon Yan Liu was severely beaten because he secretly took lessons from the teacher hired by the Yan family for several brothers, and made trouble in front of Master Yan.

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Mr. Yan was in a daze, drank a lot, and had many sons. He didn't care about the child born to this ugly monster. The little pity he had at the beginning was cleaner than the sand in his hands, but he actually listened to the slanders of other children in the family.

His sons framed Yan Liu for many evil deeds and wanted to kill Yan Liu.

Yan Liu was tied up and still outside. Many people beat him with sticks. His life was very low. It was Mr. Yan who was drunk and dragged his mother who was passing by.

There was no one with his name in the world, and even if he died in this small village, no one would know except his mother.

Yan Liu began to recite, and what he had learned secretly was spat out word by word with blood as the stick fell on him.

Everyone was shocked. He knew by heart what the other brothers couldn't learn.

Master Yan was so drunk that he woke up, and then Yan Liu finally became the serious sixth young master of the Yan family. No one bullied him, he could still study, and his mother no longer had to clean the toilet bowl.

The disciples who were watching couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. At this point, the scene was almost warm and full of hope.

But Feng Ruqing was worried. The feeling of walking on thin ice, no matter how much she prayed to gods or Buddhas, would be met with misfortune, which enveloped her senses for a long time.

Yan Liushu was getting better and better at studying. Mr. Yan even took his mother into the house. He was going to take the exam. He promised that if he passed the exam, he and his mother would live a good life. He even promised her mother a

concubine’s identity.

Yan Liu studied hard day and night, forgetting to eat and sleep, and told his mother that he would definitely get good grades and let her live a good life, but as fate would have it, he failed in the exam.

Someone took his place, and he had no way to appeal. Not even Mr. Yan could do anything.

He hurried toward his home, using his legs after his horse had run out, sleeping in the open in ragged clothes. In the fantasy, he gradually changed from a well-dressed young man to the Yan Liu they first saw at the gate.

It was still too late. Mr. Yan received the news of failure first. When he returned home, he could no longer find his mother.

His mother was driven back to that smelly house that was about to collapse and starved to death. When he opened the door, what he saw was the scene of her mother and Gong Tong rotting together.

The illusion came to an abrupt end here, and the scene in front of them changed rapidly, and everyone was soon in an empty stone cave.

A faint blue light shone inside, illuminating the scene in front of me that made my pupils shrink suddenly. Yan Liu was sitting on a mountain of corpses, with a twisted skeleton placed on the high stone platform behind him.

He was holding a person's arm in his hand and was chewing food. The sound of chewing, accompanied by the sound of wood banging against the ground, made everyone's scalp numb.

In front of the pile of corpses, there are many buckets, which are the buckets in the illusion. There is a person in each bucket, or it cannot be called a person, but is just a part of a person.

Their narrow bodies and heads, their limbs had been cut off, and they were stuffed bloody into the bucket. They were trying to run out of it, but no matter how hard they tried, they could only jump around on the ground with Gong bucket, all of them open.

He has a big mouth but can't make a sound at all.

This scene was so weird and disgusting that all the disciples couldn't help but frown. Yan Liu swallowed the meat in his mouth, then wiped his mouth and looked at everyone with a distorted smile but pretending to be kind.

"All the immortals have seen it, don't blame me, it's them who deserve to die!" Yan Liu rubbed his hands and looked at everyone laughing, "Since the immortals are all here, let them all stay!"

As he spoke, the ghost energy around him surged, and his long tongue poked out of his mouth, scarlet red, in the direction of everyone. His voice instantly became sharp, as if a sharp instrument was directly penetrating a person's eardrum!

"You all should stay. If you stay, the immortal energy will revive my mother. My mother will suffer all her life. You have all seen it. They all say that immortals sacrifice themselves for others. Please take pity on me and my mother!"

With that said, Yan Liu stood up from the ground fiercely, carrying a surge of ghost energy all over his body, and flew towards the crowd very quickly!

Mu Liang protected Feng Ruqing behind him, and was the first to bear the brunt. He raised his sword and used his spiritual power to confront Yan Liu. When Yan Liu led the way earlier, he looked like just a dirty and shabby mortal, but now he

He rushed over at an incredible speed. He had no weapons in his hands, but he was able to hold Mu Liang Qionglin's sword with his arm, making the sound of gold and stone colliding.

The two of them quickly fought together, and auras of light and ghosts intertwined in the space, making a clanging sound.

Feng Ruqing stared at the two people fighting together carefully, and the discomfort that followed her began to surround her again. Mu Liang's cultivation was indeed a leader among the younger generation in the world of cultivation, but this was the world of ghost cultivation, so naturally it was

The ghost spirit is strong.

The thick ghost energy turned into a substantial black mist, almost submerging the two people fighting in the air. Feng Ruqing was afraid that Mu Liang's moves were too open and he would be injured by evil spirits. Chi Cheng was a good example.

It was really dangerous for the wound to be corroded by the ghost energy and the blood would not stop flowing. For a while, he was afraid that Mu Liang's spiritual power would be exhausted too quickly and he would be unable to sustain it, so he became extremely anxious.

However, her cultivation level was really low, and taking action rashly would easily delay her, which made Mu Liang distracted. However, the cultivation level of the people who came in together were all above the second realm, so Feng Ruqing shouted to the disciples behind her, "Come up together, and join us."

How can this man-eating evil behave like a gentleman? Have you forgotten that there are disciples waiting outside?"

Have you forgotten that the injured disciple is still waiting for everyone in the eyes of the world to contain the ghost cultivator and find a way to break the world so that he can rush out and send a message for help?

Everyone couldn't help but be startled when they heard this. All righteous disciples, even the Qingyuan Sect, a sect with a reputation for being violent and violent, always pay attention to being aboveboard and do not stab people in the back or join forces to bully the weak.

The teachings of the elders in the sect also require them to be alert at all times, take kindness as their original intention, and uphold their original intention at all times, so that they can achieve the great road, which means exorcising evil spirits and eliminating evil spirits, and it is also to influence them first and not to kill them later.

It is these inherent rigid principles, coupled with the saying that cultivators have to settle their merits when they ascend. Unless everything you ask for is not to ascend and not to live with heaven and earth, no one dares to deliberately commit murder in vain. This is

Everything is like a mold, trapping these cultivators in it, and extruding the exact same mark shape like the cake. I don’t know how many people have died in vain because of this stubborn thought when facing the evil spirits!

The disciples in the cave did not take any action at first, but when Feng Ruqing shouted, it was like a blow to the head, waking up the dreamer!

This is to deal with an evil spirit that has controlled a whole village of strangers, and there are injured disciples outside waiting for them to contain the ghost cultivators!

Everyone looked at each other for a short time, and then they mobilized their spiritual power and raised their swords together. In an instant, the spiritual light became so strong that it tore through the black fog and quickly formed an overwhelming force, cutting the ghost energy into four pieces.

Yan Liu showed his disgusting face from the black mist. Even though he was invulnerable to swords, he could not withstand the attacks of so many cultivators. He was retreating steadily, and soon there were swords wrapped in spiritual power in many places on his body.

Admissions students are torn.

The light in the cave suddenly dimmed a lot, and Yan Liu was forced to retreat to the stone platform and the mountain of corpses.

At the same time, the disciples outside the world who had been trying to find opportunities to break through the world finally caught a glimpse of the thin skylight. The living puppets squirming on the ground became slower and slower. They briefly formed an evil-killing formation and used intensive spiritual moves.

He Jianguang attacked the sky above where there was a hint of skylight——

Boom!

The ghost energy directly above the ghost world was blasted away by the spiritual current, and the sun shone in to dispel this small area of ​​haze. Everyone was happy and did not delay. A few people maintained the evil-killing formation, and the more seriously injured began to move.

They picked up their swords, supported each other and flew towards the sky where a gap was opened.

Chi Cheng was originally in the center of the evil-killing formation, but because he was the most seriously injured, a disciple soon came to take his place. He was already struggling to wield the sword, and was pulled up by a disciple and flew toward the opening above.

Just wait for a few people to go out and form an evil-killing formation outside, and then they will be able to rescue all the disciples inside.

Chi Cheng was not the first person to rise to the gap. He squinted at the sunlight shining outside, and suddenly felt uneasy in his heart. The next moment, he saw the man who had reached the gap with his sword and was about to escape before his eyes.

The two disciples were suddenly grasped by the big hands condensed with ghost energy that stretched out of the gap in mid-air.

Before Chi Cheng opened his mouth and shouted something, he watched helplessly as the two disciples were crushed instantly by the big hands before they even had time to make an attack, leaving no bones left!

Blood fell from the sky, and the smell of blood was overwhelming. Chi Cheng let out a tearing roar from his throat, "Get away!"
Chapter completed!