Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Bashu, Xifeng City.

East, small town.

The short and fat old storyteller rode on the skinny giant panda, heading west along the ancient wilderness road.

Plum Leaf, fluttering in white clothes, bought a little donkey from somewhere.

In troubled times, no one is fat.

The national treasure, the big panda bear, was so skinny that the little donkey under Li Ziye's butt was also too skinny to look good.

It was different from the stubborn donkey that Ye Xiaochuan bought back then that wouldn't let go and was dragging itself backwards.

Li Ziye, a hungry donkey with green eyes, ran extremely fast.

Just because Plum Leaf picked a carrot with a bamboo pole in front of its head.

On the ancient road in the wilderness, the old storyteller looked at a small town in front of him.

He said, "We will reach Xifeng City in a few hundred miles. Let's rest in the town ahead for a day."

Li Ziye nodded.

At this time, she suddenly raised her head.

Those beautiful eyes stared at the hundreds of streams of light flying across the sky.

She frowned and said, "What happened to the east? Since the second half of last night, a large number of monks flew to the east."

The old storyteller also found it strange.

When we arrived at the entrance of the town, many people and refugees gathered together.

The old storyteller and Li Ziye came closer and found two notices posted on the wooden fence at the entrance of the town.

The old storyteller got down from the rice bucket, but his arms were still strong.

He asked a ragged refugee, "What happened?"

The refugee said, "Hey, there was a big disaster in Hanyang City last night. Many people died."

The old storyteller was shocked, and a very bad premonition suddenly surged into his heart.

He pushed past the refugees and came to the wooden fence.

Look at the newly posted announcement above.

One was from the New Emperor, and the other was from Cangyun Sect.

After reading the above content, the old storyteller's body shook violently.

Li Ziye also came over to watch the content above.

Her pretty face also turned gloomy in an instant

He stood down, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

Li Ziye pulled the old storyteller aside.

He asked in a low voice, "Hanyang City was attacked, and in just a short moment, more than a million people were sucked dry of their blood and souls.

Could this matter be related to the mysterious ghost cultivator we met outside Hanyang City last time? "

At this time, the old storyteller slowly recovered from the shock.

At this moment, he was filled with regret.

That night he saw that the person hiding in Yizhuang's coffin to absorb the ghost was Yu Jizi.

Just like when Yu Jizi massacred the village through Yinmai, the old storyteller once again chose to help Yu Jizi conceal it.

He felt that it was not a bad thing for Yu Jizi to absorb the ghosts outside Hanyang City. Devouring all the lonely ghosts would also make the people nearby feel better and not be disturbed by the evil spirits.

I never expected that Yu Jizi would play so big this time.

Absorbing the Yin spirit is not enough.

He even swallowed most of the people in Hanyang City with his hands.

Fortunately, Langya Immortal Sect and Ji Shi'an were nearby and arrived in time.

Otherwise, Hanyang City will turn into a monster and no one will know.

"How could this happen! Is Yujizi really completely crazy?"

The old storyteller said to himself secretly.

He now extremely regrets why he stopped Li Ziye that night.

If the two of them had joined forces that night, they would have forced Yu Jizi out of the coffin.

Today, 800,000 innocent people would not die tragically under his God-killing Demonic Sword.

You must know that the souls of those who die under the God-killing Sword will be swallowed up instantly. There is no chance of reincarnation at all, and they will be completely annihilated from this universe.

God has the virtue of good life, and if Jade Jizi does such inhumane things, he will surely fall into the Hall of Hell forever after his death.

Seeing that the old storyteller was silent, Li

Ziye pushed him.

"Junior brother, what's wrong with you? Do you also think that the murderer who massacred Hanyang City was the mysterious man we met in Yizhuang that night?"

The old storyteller shook his head slightly.

"no?"

Li Ziye frowned.

The old storyteller said, "I don't know."

Li Ziye hummed, "Don't you know? I feel like you have something to hide from me."

The old storyteller seemed to have aged more than ten years at this moment.

His cloudy eyes looked at Li Ziye, with an unprecedented tired look on his face.

"If you don't know, you just don't know. Miss Ye Zi, it's time for us to say goodbye."

"What?"

"I have some things to deal with, and it's not convenient to be with you. Don't follow me anymore."

The old storyteller issued an order to expel the guests.

Then he turned around, rode on the rice bucket, and continued westward on the ancient road outside the town.

Li Ziye stood there, staring blankly at the old storyteller's old back.

She is a smart woman.

Although during this period, the old storyteller always said that she was a loser and drove her away every day, she knew that these words did not come from the sincerity of the old storyteller.

But at this moment, when the old storyteller said goodbye, he really wanted to say goodbye to him.

Even if Li Ziye is thick-skinned and follows her forcefully, the old storyteller will find other ways to get rid of her.

"What happened?"

Li Ziye's eyes moved to the two notices.

Everything was fine, but after the old storyteller learned that Hanyang City was massacred last night, his personality suddenly changed drastically.

She knew that what the old storyteller said he needed to deal with must be related to the Hanyang City Massacre.

"Does he know who the murderer is?"

Li Ziye hesitated for a moment.

With a backhand palm, she slapped the donkey that she had just bought yesterday at a high price to death.

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The poor donkey never ate the carrots that led the way in front of it until it died.

Li Ziye gave the donkey's body to the ragged refugees around her, so that they could have a good meal.

Then she rose from the ground, turned into a white light, and disappeared into the sky.

She did not chase the storyteller, but flew in the direction she came from.

That was Hanyang City.

It was noon at this moment, and the streets and alleys of Hanyang City were full of corpses.

All the corpses were covered with quilts.

Tens of thousands of soldiers were using ox carts to pull hundreds of thousands of corpses to the mass grave in the west of the city for burning.

The corpse cleaning work had been going on for several hours, and there were still a steady stream of shriveled corpses being carried out from various houses.

The most hateful thing was that more than half of the 800,000 dead were children under the age of fifteen.

All the family members died, and there was not even a mourner.

Although the entire Hanyang City gathered tens of thousands of cultivators and tens of thousands of mortal soldiers, it was quiet.

A breath of death enveloped the entire city.

Li Ziye landed in the Yizhuang in the west of the city.

At this moment, the Yizhuang was no different from usual, with countless coffins placed in and out of the Yizhuang.

Li Ziye quickly found the coffin where the mysterious man was found secretly devouring the Yin spirit last time.

At this moment, the coffin was opened, and the person inside had already left.

Li Ziye frowned slightly, waved his hand, and a huge air wave swept out.

Hundreds of peeled coffins in the Yizhuang were shattered under the impact of the air wave.

Many highly rotten corpses full of maggots scattered from the broken coffins.

The disgusting smell instantly filled the entire Yizhuang.

"Gone?"

Li Ziye was sure that the mysterious man had left here.

Then he flew towards Hanyang City not far to the east.