Shi Zizhen was originally in retreat, but he received a message from the head of the Qingyuan Sect, and then he learned that something had happened to his training disciples.

Qingyuan Sect, like Xuanyun Mountain, sent out more than 30 disciples of the second realm and above this time. No one was spared, and all the life cards were shattered.

The disciples of Xuanyun Mountain do not have life cards. They have three-yuan rune seals imprinted on their meridians. If the disciples are in danger, they only need to use the three-yuan rune seals to call for help.

But who would have known that after just one experience, he would encounter the remnant soul of a ferocious and powerful ghost cultivator. All the disciples would be trapped in the ghost world of this ghost cultivator, and no one could send a message out.

The rune seal of the head of Shi Zizhen, which had not been touched for many years, suddenly lit up. I heard the voice of the head of the Qingyuan sect was hard, saying that his son, Chi Cheng, the young head of the Qingyuan sect, had died in the battle, and the lamp of longevity had been extinguished, and there was no way he could save himself.

, and a little unbelievable.

The head of the Qingyuan Sect is famous throughout the world of cultivation for his love for his son, so how could he not buy some life-saving things for him?

And the head of the Qingyuan Sect, who had always been aloof and disobedient to him, actually begged him in a pleading tone, asking him to go there in person to arrest Chi Cheng's soul, and not to be captured by the ghost officials of the underworld and reincarnated.

When he comes back from the sea of ​​thunder and underworld, he will definitely be grateful.

Shi Zizhen failed to contact Mu Liang, so he immediately left the seclusion, ordered some disciples from the sect to follow him, and then went ahead himself. It only took him less than half an hour to reach the place where his disciples were training.

Behind him were a group of disciples from Qingyuan Sect and Xuanyun Mountain. After Shi Zizhen arrived, the entire mountain village was deserted. There were broken walls everywhere, as if they had been violently beaten by a pair of huge hands. There was not a single complete house in the entire village.

But there was no ghost at all, it was as quiet as a cemetery.

Shi Zizhen was not deceived by this false tranquility. He released his spiritual consciousness on the spot, three thousand feet above the sky and on the earth, and all living creatures within the range of his spiritual consciousness had no way to escape!

He soon found the dark ghost world created by Xie Hui. It was actually underground. It was so hidden. Xie Hui was able to create an invisible ghost world in tangible space. He was really a capable ghost cultivator!

In today's world, there are very few ghost cultivators with this kind of cultivation. Not only because ghost cultivators are beaten by everyone, but also because evil arts are against the laws of heaven and are not tolerated by heaven. After reaching a certain level, they will inevitably suffer the consequences.

Although this ghost cultivator is considered to be powerful, he is just a remnant soul. Otherwise, his birth would be accompanied by catastrophe in the human world. He would not harm people in such a huddled mountain village, but he would be like a mouse, spreading the ghost world underground.

Shi Zizhen found the Realm Eye, and the moon-tracing sword was unsheathed. The world was shocked, and all the souls trembled wherever the sword light touched!

With just one sword blow, the ghost world hidden underground was split open, and almost half of the mountain was cut off along with Lingque Mountain.

Simple and crude is Shi Zizhen's consistent approach.

It was just that he had thought that the disciples would definitely fight fiercely against this ghost cultivator, and that he would not be surprised if all of them would become innocent ghosts and be eaten away by wild ghosts. However, he never expected that the ghost world would collapse in front of him.

What he saw was his elder disciple bullying his younger disciple.

Shi Zizhen's expression remained motionless even as the mountain collapsed, but he was about to burst into pieces.

He was furious in his heart, wishing that he could use one more sword to chop the evil obstacle in front of him into pieces.

However, he finally resisted Taotao's murderous desire and used his spiritual power to blast the two away. He closed his eyes for a moment, pulled off his outer robe, raised his hand and swung them towards his young disciple Feng Ruqing.

"Close your eyes!" The roar that was like an ice pick piercing into the bones was deafening. Feng Ruqing could not open her eyes. To outsiders, it may not have been long, but she had already been in the ghost world for more than ten years.

The sunshine was fake at all. She couldn't stop crying. She felt like her eyes were burning when she closed them now, so how could she dare to open them.

The robe wrapped in the crisp breath wrapped her up and tied her tightly. Feng Ruqing only had time to call out "Master..." in a very small voice before falling to the ground.

When her immortal came, she knew that everything was over. Just like the wave of monsters many years ago, Feng Ruqing never doubted that Shi Zi could really take her away from the pain.

However, her will began to sink due to this sudden relaxation. Everything in the illusion was false. They did not increase their cultivation, and the wounds did not heal out of thin air. She was already at the end of her strength, her meridians were torn in many places, and her spiritual power had long been exhausted.

But he didn't even have time to feel the pain, and passed out in the quiet atmosphere.

But she never saw that after Mu Liang was pushed away and stood up, with green eyes, he actually tried to attack Shi Zizhen. His body had been completely invaded by ghost cultivators, and there was still a weak trace of life left. He was hanging by willpower and could no longer dominate.

Body, if Feng Ruqing gave up in the illusion, he would be dead.

Shi Zizhen watched with cold eyes as the ghost cultivator occupying Mu Liang's body attacked him without hesitation. He didn't even move his eyebrows. When he got closer, he grabbed hold of him from the air and broke his hands and feet. The ghost cultivator let out pain.

The shrill scream was very harsh, with a hint of dying madness.

But because he was in Mu Liang's body, the voice he used was Mu Liang's. Feng Ruqing, who was about to fall into coma, was called back to consciousness for a moment by the voice. Her fingers stretched out to wrap her robe, unable to open her eyes.

, couldn't see anything, could only crawl on the ground following the sound, calling worriedly, "Elder brother..."

The disciples are all dead. Feng Ruqing knows that deciding to stay in that illusion is death. What they all should know is that no one can control his true nature in such comfort day after day.

The heart, death, is at least blissful, holding on to extravagant hopes is the suffering that lasts for many years.

But the eldest brother cannot die...her eldest brother must not die!

Shi Zizhen's face turned even colder. He raised his palms to gather his spiritual power in the air and recited the runes silently in his heart. Then, the spiritual power, as thick as a vast ocean and wrapped in the exorcism runes, penetrated Mu Liang's body, washing away his entire body like a mountain torrent.

He was wailing in extreme pain, his twisted limbs hanging on his body suspended by the spiritual current, and he was in agony.

But Shi Zizhen didn't stop until he had washed away all the green color in Mu Liang's eyes, then he stretched out his hand and let Mu Liang's dying body fall on his arms.

After Shi Zizhen caught Mu Liang, he lowered his head and saw the little disciple holding his calf at his feet who was still alive. His face was extremely ugly, but his eyes were moved for a moment.

The evil spirit was washed to pieces by Shi Zi's true spirit current, the green color dissipated in the air, and everything became peaceful.

Shi Zizhen temporarily put down Mu Liang and Feng Ruqing side by side. He didn't notice that there was a wisp of inconspicuous green, flowing quietly on the ground, entangled with Feng Ruqing's unconscious fingers that stretched out her robe, and quickly disappeared under her

fingertip.

Shi Zizhen took out a small jade tripod from his storage ring, raised his hand and used his spiritual power to penetrate into the cracks in the ground, trying to find the soul of his dead disciple.

But before he could detect the traces of his disciples, there was a young monk wearing a worn-out cassock, his soul covered with a faint golden light, slowly rising from the crack in the ground, followed by a group of souls that had been eroded and broken by ghost cultivators.

, men, women, old and young, dressed in various costumes, most of them are the original villagers of this small mountain village, with Xuanyunshan and Qingyuan sect disciples also mixed in among them.

They were so confused that no one was intact. Behind the young monk who was chanting Buddhist scriptures, there was a long string, which was quite spectacular.

It would be very uncomfortable for ghosts to come out in the daytime, but these souls were wrapped in the golden light radiating from this young monk, and there was no sign of pain.

He saw Shi Zizhen, who was holding the soul-binding cauldron in his hand, standing at the crack in the ghost world. After standing still, he bowed deeply to him and said in an ethereal voice, "Young monk, I have met the Broken Moon Immortal Lord."

Shi Zizhen looked at the mighty team behind him. They were already souls who were about to succeed in salvation. Looking at the young monk wearing golden light, it was a sign of perfect merit and virtue. He only had to send these people to hell to achieve the true fruition.

Even if Buddhism does not pay attention to the ultimate ascension, this young monk will definitely have a bright future in the future.

But Shi Zizhen looked at him with a cold face for a moment, but he didn't take advantage of the good deal of the bald donkey with a compassionate face. He sneered and said in a voice as sharp as a sword, "You know how to take advantage of the disciples in my sect who died for no apparent reason.

I have paved a broad road for you, and you are the expert at reporting funerals? Just wait, I will go to your Polo Gate to recover the lives of more than thirty disciples in my sect in person one day!"

When Shi Zizhen spoke like this, it was quite confusing. The reincarnation of heaven and the cycle of cause and effect are all regular and determined. Everyone has his or her own situation. His disciples died for upholding justice, which means they have no chance of everlasting life.

, reincarnation, but also will be rich and powerful because of this merit.

Miaochang did not help the ghost cultivator to lie about the news. On the contrary, he really revealed the actual information that he found out. His cultivation level was not enough to know the power of the ghost cultivator after Yan Liu's ghost cultivator.

In order to save the people in the village and to delay time, he was tortured to death by ghost cultivators in cruel ways throughout his life. He died without a complete body. Even after death, he was fighting against the ghost cultivators all the time. Every inch of his body's merits

, he deserves it all.

He was also a remnant soul, torn apart in many places, looming in the golden light. Hearing Shi Zizhen's revolt, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and recited "Amitabha".

Shi Zizhen looked at his disciples behind him. They had been halfway through salvation. In this state, they might have forgotten their past lives. Shi Zizhen understood that this would relieve their pain and prevent them from repeatedly recalling the horrors they experienced before reincarnation.

When these people saw Shi Zizhen, they would have bowed their hands in greeting on normal days, but now they looked at Miao Chang with blank eyes, which made Shi Zizhen feel unbearable.

He knew that all this was the fate of his disciples, but he couldn't look down upon Miaochang, who sent the message asking them to come, causing them to die here. He frowned and pulled out Chi Cheng, who was also blind-eyed among the crowd.

, Miaochang was sent into the soul-binding cauldron with a helpless look on his face.

Miaochang couldn't help but tried to dissuade him, "What's wrong with you, Immortal Lord? Cause and effect reincarnate and have its own destiny. Forcibly reversing it will cause a hundred harms and no benefit."

Shi Zizhen didn't even look at him. He restrained Chi Cheng's soul and walked straight towards Mu Liang and Feng Ruqing who were unconscious on the ground.

Just when Shi Zizhen was using his spiritual power to hold up Feng Ruqing and Mu Liang, and was about to ride the wind with his sword, a sudden gloomy wind blew behind him, the sky and the earth suddenly darkened, and a thick black mist instantly covered the bright sun, and the distant

The sound of drums was heard, accompanied by the sound of horse hooves and the footsteps of a group of people. Shi Zizhen turned around and saw a group of ghost officials from Huangquan walking towards them.

This group of people are not as green-faced and fanged as in the play. They just have ordinary looks, and their skin is too white. Coupled with the ghostly atmosphere unique to the underworld, it is cold and gloomy, which makes people very unhappy.

A group of ghost officials pulled a horse covered in black armor. The leader of the ghost official had a smile on his face. When he passed by Shi Zizhen, he glanced at the soul-binding cauldron in his hand, and then at the spiritual light wrapped in him.

The two people were not surprised at all and were about to say hello.

A blind man behind him raised his hand and used ghost energy to form the shape of a branding iron, aiming straight at Feng Ruqing's face, which was wrapped in Shi Zi's true spiritual power.

Shi Zizhen shouted loudly, "What are you doing!"

Then he struck with a palm and slapped the ghost official far away. He rolled on the ground several times and his head turned behind him.

When the group of ghost officials who were pulling the horse saw this, they immediately knelt down one after another, and several of them were trembling. Little ghost officials like them, under a powerful hand like Shi Zizhen, could kill a group of them with one slap.

The leader of the group hurriedly scolded the ghost official who was knocked away by Shi Zizhen, "You don't have eyesight, you don't know the Broken Moon Immortal, and you can't keep your head straight, otherwise it will be useless! Why don't you crawl back and apologize!"

"

The ghost officer suddenly acted like a spider. He had no time to hold his head up and crawled over to the ground crookedly. He quickly apologized to Shi Zizhen and said, "My lord, forgive me. My lord, forgive me. It's a small mistake. I'm just a little used to it. I'm about to die when I see him."

People who want to imprint the soul mark of death will make it easier for them in the future... Uh-huh!"

The leading ghost officer next to him immediately stepped forward and covered the mouth of this subordinate who had no control over his mouth. "Immortal Lord, don't listen to his nonsense! Don't get angry."

"We are here to introduce the new Ghost Lord to take office. Immortal Lord, you are busy with your work. We will pick up the Ghost Lord and leave immediately. We will not be an eyesore!"

Shi Zizhen turned around and glanced at Miaochang. He must have been the new ghost king led by these ghost officials due to his merits. He looked at the ghost official who was about to brand his little disciple just now, and the sight of him made the little ghost official fall to the ground.

He didn't dare to get up, but unfortunately his head was still pointing towards the sky and he didn't turn around. He could only smile pleadingly at Shi Zi.

Shi Zizhen didn't want to embarrass these ghost officials, so he took up the moon-tracing sword, wrapped his two disciples with spiritual power, and flew into the sky without stopping for a moment.

After he left, the little ghost officer turned his head back and cried with grievance, "The Immortal Lord is amazing, you bullied the little ghost."

The leader went to talk to Miao Chang, the new ghost king. Another ghost officer beside him helped him up and straightened his head.
To be continued...