After walking out of the underground secret room, Zhang Wenfeng flew into the air and threw the unused remains in front of the crowd. He did not take away the treasures, robes, bracelets and other items from the remains.
All the spoils of this battle will be distributed uniformly by Fa Yuan and Bai Li Chun.
"I am eight percent sure that I can keep the ghost of Mr. Xue in hell for eternity to be punished until his soul is gone. Over the past seven or eight hundred years, as many as 60,000 lives were directly killed by his hands. He did leave behind
He wants to take advantage of certain rules in the world of the underworld to cause chaos or mass murder in the three halls of the underworld, and use his identity as a destroyer to escape disaster and reincarnate to cause harm to the world again."
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and simply answered the question. He chatted with Bai Wuchang for a while and learned some taboo-free secrets. He continued: "He wanted to use the rules of Hades to escape, but there are other rules that can punish him. He has to find fault.
It was too easy, he made the wrong calculation."
He didn't finish his words, he just took a step back and thought about it. If Old Monster Xue escaped, he would kill him again if he met him in the future.
Regarding Zhang Guanzhu's words, the three members of Xianling Temple, including Zhu Xun, Zhou Fushi, Baili Chun, and Fa Yuan, believed deeply. As for the others who were half-convinced, Zhang Guanzhu would not explain too much. He could not make any mistakes.
I am very satisfied to have settled the differences with Bai Wuchang.
Even if his merit is exhausted, it will slowly recover after a few months. Bai Wuchang doesn't know this.
If they do business with both parties at the same time with no capital, they will still lose favors and benefits.
Everyone spoke politely to Zhang Guanzhu for a while. Yang Shuilan was worried about Xiao Ni'er who was going back early, so she sent flying swords to the little guy without replying. She said goodbye and hurriedly flew west.
The aftermath was arranged by Fa Yuan, Bai Lichun and others. Zhang Wenfeng walked into the Xingyun boat parked on the top of the reef a few miles away and saw Wan Boqi who had lost his legs and was recovering from his injuries inside.
"Don't get up, just lie down. Alas, luckily among the misfortunes, your life was saved."
Zhang Wenfeng stretched out his hand and pressed it softly, sighing with emotion: "Senior Brother Wan, don't think too much. With a little time and practice, you can be able to regenerate your broken limbs. Just treat it as if you have passed through a calamity. The bumps and tribulations on the path of cultivation will be overcome."
The clouds are light and the mood is different."
Wan Boqi looked pale and smiled bitterly: "I don't know the skills of a doctor, so repairing it will be a bit troublesome."
That sword cultivator was too fierce and unparalleled in combat, and even injured several people. Fortunately, he sacrificed the Coiling Dragon Ruyi obtained from Master Merlin's Cave, and used it to block the fatal blow at the critical moment. At that time, he thought that he would definitely die, and he felt deep in his heart.
He became fierce and used the rope spell in the Ruyi treasure to restrain the arrogant swordsman who was close by, giving other companions a moment of opportunity. As a result, he received a second sword blow and lost his legs.
Looking back now, I still get goosebumps and a lingering fear.
When there are many people, sometimes it does not mean that there is great strength. They seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. When they are at a disadvantage, people are not united and all kinds of disadvantages harm people.
He was almost killed by his comrades who were avoiding him. It took him a while to gain wisdom, but it was only because of his lack of experience and lack of complete mastery of his cultivation.
Zhang Wenfeng muttered: "Don't worry, I'll ask a fourth-level friend who knows the art of regenerating severed limbs to help you recover from the injury. It will probably take another year and a half at most."
He saw that Chen Qingqiao had a broken arm and was jumping around without taking it seriously. He was participating in the subsequent carving up of the Duxian Islands and would talk to Chen Qingqiao later.
The two chatted for a while, but Zhang Wenfeng stood up and left without disturbing them too much.
I found Chen Qingqiao and had a chat alone.
Regarding Zhang Guanzhu's request, Chen Qingqiao laughed and agreed. He thought it was such a big deal that he would be so serious about it? He waved his one arm and plunged into the heated discussion again.
Zhang Wenfeng doesn't have much interest in managing and changing the environment for cultivating immortals in the Duxian Islands.
This is a place where sins and punishments have been banished for a long time, leaving behind too many monks' curses, long-term accumulated resentments, and killings, creating evil and original sin in the bones of most people born here.
It is described in the classics that even humble mortals look at people from behind, are timid and dodge with the viciousness and resentment of a person who once gained power.
It can only be said that reincarnation is a technical job. Without a certain foundation of moral character, being born in this sinful place is beyond comparison.
Being born in the Eastern Continent is a lifetime of sorrow.
With Tu Kun and Lu Zijin's loud voices participating, he walked around happily.
Within ten miles of the collapsed ruined city, there was no sign of life. Even the trees and crops had lost their vitality, green and withered. Under the sun, there was a dead silence and a cold forest.
Zhang Wenfeng "saw" the fleeing people, dragging their families, oxen and chickens, to escape to the countryside far away from the southern city. He did not dare to make too much noise for fear of upsetting the gods in the sky and punishing them with destruction.
Shaking his head slightly, Zhang Wenfeng fell to the ground, and went in and out of simple firewood courtyards alone. He used magic to collect the dead bones, whether they were people or livestock, and buried them in the ground. He chanted scriptures and was saved.
Most of these people's souls were devoured by evil gods, and they never had another life. Occasionally, there are residual souls left hiding underground.
He used sutras to soothe the remnant souls and cleanse the remnant souls of resentment and anger. In the evening, he would recite sutras for salvation, end the suffering of the unjust souls, guide them to the underworld, and make this place clean.
In the other direction, Monk Fa Nan is doing the same thing.
In this world, there must be someone who thinks about the living and someone who sings for the dead.
In the afternoon, Lu Zijin, the big black guy, ran over and told the viewer that Xiao Ni'er had set up an ambush in the waters of Lingxing Island, and worked with the Grand Priest Wine from Daying Academy who arrived behind to kill the jackal that was resting.
Lu Zijin stayed to collect the bones for a while, but he was too bored and found a lame excuse to sneak away.
Busy until sunset, Fa Yuan, Bai Lichun, Zhou Fushi and others have completed their arrangements. Each dynasty in the Eastern Continent will send third-level monks to assist the two fourth-level masters guarding the Duxian Islands.
Baili Chun found Zhang Guanzhu, who was covered in dust and sand, and explained everything in detail, including the distribution of the spoils. The spoils of the Xianling Temple had been collected by the soil guardian, and finally took out a bag.
"These are ten pieces of chalcedony, ten fifth-grade crystal stones, and some rare materials selected from the trophies. I would like to thank Guanzhu Zhang for a small reward for his efforts in communicating with the underworld. The gift is meager, so please accept it."
Zhang Wenfeng chuckled and politely excused himself, accepting the gift that he just needed.
Chatted with Bai Lichun for a while, expressed his condolences for the fall of the Great Celestial Master Gu Yunping, and refused Bai Lichun's request to test him to take over the position of the Great Celestial Master. He felt more comfortable being a Celestial Master who protects the country and does not care about others.
, the name of the great heavenly master who does not need to travel and work hard.
Following the trend, he said that he would recommend Master Baili to take over the position of Great Heavenly Master.
Baili Chun and the fallen Gu Yunping are both Tianlong Temple monks. They came from the same sect, so it makes sense to inherit the post. Furthermore, the positions of Taoist Supervisor and Grand Master have always been controlled by the four established sects, so he does not need to compete with others.
With a false reputation, the sect will slowly develop and grow. When the time comes, it is hard to say who can lead the sect without fighting for it.
As dusk fell, Baili Chun left with a smile after receiving the verbal promise.
Several figures appeared in the dead countryside, and they all followed suit and collected the dead bones and buried them in the ground.
Zhang Wenfeng raised his head and looked far to the north. In the wilderness, in a grassy ditch, there was a little guy covered in mud. His eyebrows and nose could not be distinguished. He was crawling alone and laboriously, crying in fear and helplessness.