If you are an immortal, you will live forever after you die.

"Song Lin, ghosts... Is Yuezhou so chaotic now?"

"What's the current situation of Wanfamen?" Chen Changsheng asked.

"Wanfamen? I'm not too sure, but... As far as I know, Wanfamen has withdrawn all its disciples to the main vein of Wanchong Mountain, and it has been besieged by the ghosts led by Song Lin for nearly a year..." Gu Yunqi said.

"It's okay to be besieged..."

"How strong are the ghosts?" Chen Changsheng asked.

"Senior, you can test it yourself. Those translucent ghosts are not scary. They are similar to Qigong cultivators, but the fierce ghosts with a body as thick as a substance basically have the combat power of foundation building."

"As for higher-level existences, I haven't seen them in person, but I heard... There are still some, and they have appeared in Wanchong Mountain!" Gu Yunqi said.

"Okay, I understand. What are your plans next?" Chen Changsheng asked.

"What plans are there? Now there are ghosts patrolling on the land of Yuezhou. I don't know if Yuezhou will be full of ghosts in the future..." Gu Yunqi said with a wry smile.

"I'll take care of the ghosts behind you. You go first, but it's best not to go to Sanyang City. I just came from there and there was a lot of fighting!" Chen Changsheng said.

"It should be the remnants of the four major sects fighting for the control of Sanyang City..."

"Ancestor Chen, whether Yuezhou can be clear again, this heavy responsibility will probably fall on you..." Gu Yunqi couldn't help but said.

"Me? Try your best..." Chen Changsheng smiled bitterly.

If it were just some ghost generals who condensed ghost pills, Chen Changsheng would not be inferior to them.

But if there was a Yuanying ghost king behind him, he would run as far as he could...

Even if he had the Shura Banner in his hand, it would be extremely dangerous to face a Yuanying-level existence now.

"I'll leave the people of Yuezhou to Senior Chen!"

Gu Yunqi solemnly saluted Chen Changsheng, and then left with a few people behind him.

"Ancestor, will you save these cultivators in Yuezhou?" Li Yuanyuan asked.

"I don't know. Let's see the situation first. If I can, I will save her. But if I can't, I won't die!" Chen Changsheng shook his head.

Without Yuanying-level ghosts, it's just a matter of time for Chen Changsheng to get rid of these guys, but if there are, it's another matter.

"Woof!" Da Huang shouted anxiously.

It's worried about Feng Cuiping!

Although Chen Changsheng has met all kinds of female cultivators on his cultivation path, Feng Cuiping is always the most special one in Da Huang's mind!

"I know you are worried about her, and I am worried too... Let's go to Wanchong Mountain!" Chen Changsheng nodded, and then waved his hand, and a flying boat appeared...

This is a large flying boat from Liulian Hall, and its speed is no less fast than that of ordinary golden elixir!

At the foot of Wanchong Mountain, it was already a mess at this time.

I don't know how many cultivators died here, and with ghosts rampant around and dense yin energy, in such an environment, ordinary people will fall seriously ill in a few hours here, and in just a few days, their bodies will be completely corroded by the yin energy, and even gods can't save them.

"Brother Zhou Rong, the master is dead, the master's wife is dead, and the junior sister is dead. We can't defend it, we can't defend it..."

A cultivator at the seventh level of Qi training looked at the corpses on the ground and couldn't help crying.

"We have to defend it even if we can't... Wanchong Mountain is the last support for our Yuezhou cultivation world. If Wanchong Mountain also falls, the whole Yuezhou will turn into a ghost den... cough cough cough..." Zhou Rong was coughing up blood while talking...

Since the Wanfa Sect summoned all its disciples to return to Wanchong Mountain, the sect's logistical pressure has been particularly huge.

After all, there are tens of thousands of cultivators, and the amount of spiritual energy they consume every day is a terrifying number.

As for the fact that the materials from the outside world cannot be transported after being besieged, there is even more shortage of resources.

For the current disciples of Wanfamen, even the small Qi-recovering pills that they usually disdain have become a life-saving medicine at a critical moment...

"But, Senior Brother, I..."

"Be careful!"

Zhou Rong suddenly stood up and flew over, pressing the Qi-refining seventh-level cultivator under him. At the same time, a green light hit Zhou Rong's back, and the green light penetrated into Zhou Rong's body. Soon Zhou Rong's whole body turned green...

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother, what's wrong with you?" the cultivator cried.

"Nothing... nothing, I just have to go find the master, the mistress, and the little sister..."

"Second Brother, this... this, you take it, you must... must survive..."

After Zhou Rong finished speaking, his head tilted and he died on the spot, and a pill fell from his hand, which was a Qi-recovering pill...

"Senior Brother!"

Looking at the pill, the Qi-refining seventh-level cultivator's eyes were full of tears...

Above Wanchong Mountain!

"Feng Cuiping, this time, I wonder who can come to save you. I will destroy Wanfamen, hahahaha..." Song Lin laughed.

"Neither human nor ghost, Song Lin, don't expect a good ending!" Feng Cuiping wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and said coldly.

"Neither human nor ghost? Isn't it all because of you?"

"Originally, I didn't want to take revenge, but who knew that God would bless me and let me accidentally open a ghost country..."

"Feng Cuiping, you are dead. After I devour your soul, I will be able to completely transform into a ghost cultivator. By then, the whole Yuezhou will be mine!" Song Lin said coldly.

At this time, Song Lin had become extremely abnormal. His body was a little weak. There were countless black tattoos on his face, and they spread along his neck and toward his body...

"You are dreaming. You lead a ghost into your body and want to become a ghost cultivator yourself? It's really funny. If you practice with a ghost, you will be completely assimilated by it in the end. Then you will not be yourself anymore!"

"Sure enough, you are a casual cultivator with no inheritance. You don't even know this common sense!" Feng Cuiping said disdainfully.

Song Lin is indeed a genius. It can also be said that in Yuezhou for thousands of years, in addition to the Three Yang Patriarchs, he is the second person who truly formed a pill by himself!

But he also has his own weaknesses...

The first is that his birth is not good. In the eyes of the Jindan cultivators, the so-called immortal family lacks inheritance and is no different from a casual cultivator.

The second cultivation time was too short, and he did not make up for his shortcomings in cultivation. He even did not understand many common senses, and did not understand the strangeness of ghost cultivation at all.

He thought that he could assimilate himself into a ghost cultivator by attracting ghosts, but he did not know that he would be assimilated by ghosts without knowing it...

In fact, Song Xing's experience back then was quite similar to Song Lin's now...

It's just that Song Xing was too weak back then. Apart from a little obsession to seek revenge on Chen Changsheng, he had no room for resistance at all.

But Song Lin did, but he was deceived... He didn't resist at all, but cooperated...

"Don't try to deceive me, Feng Cuiping, today is the day when your Wanfa Sect will be destroyed. When I occupy Wanzhong Mountain, I will dig up the tomb of the old ghost Qinglin, dig him out and whip his corpse for three years, and then train him into a zombie, so that he will live forever and never reincarnate... Hahahaha..." Song Lin laughed wildly...

"Want to destroy Wanfa Sect?"

"Have you asked me?"

At this moment, a voice came from a distance, followed by a spaceship, which directly stopped above Wanfa Sect...