I just want to be a quiet man

However, the master's reputation is enough to deter thousands of ghosts that are about to move.

As for the master himself...

The child has been serving the child for many years, and he knows it well. The master doesn't bother to pay attention to these trivial matters. For so many years, the master has never even asked the name of the servant who served him.

Let alone this island named "Tianwai Island" by children?

In this way, while serving the master with all his heart, the child continued to improve his strength through the sacrifices on the island.

But one day, when the child was busy going to Tianwai Island to check whether the mortals were safe and sound, the master who had never left the giant mulberry suddenly appeared in front of him and said, "I'm leaving."

Chapter 342 : The big revenge is avenged.

The master's departure has a huge impact on the children.

The most direct point is that without this powerful backer, it is impossible to keep his stable and continuous source of evil thoughts.

Even he himself will be devoured by those long-hating ghosts because of all the benefits he has gained from relying on his master over the years.

In this case, there is only one way to solve the impending predicament, even the impasse.

That is... to become the inheritor of the master!

But when the child dared to make a tactful attempt, the master did not get angry, nor did he agree. He said calmly, "Your fate is not enough."

A great loss swept through the child's heart. He stabilized his mind and made a second request: "The slave has the honor to serve the master for thousands of years. The master will leave. The slave can't continue to follow around. Ten thousand deaths cannot be redeemed."

"I also ask the master to give you a name to remember the fate of master and servant."

The master said casually: "You were sent by Gui Sang to serve me, so your name is... Sang."

"Thank you master for giving me the name!" The child, no, he should be called Sang, Sang suppressed all emotions, knelt down and thanked him.

It seems that because of the name given, and also because after all, he has served him for thousands of years, when the master left, he also had some sympathy for Sang, and said a few more words: "You can't go with me, but I still have I leave the mission to you, and you take good care of my inheritance."

"In the future, my successor will come, or he can take you with him, and meet me one day."

Sang Ban was unwilling to ask for instructions: "Master, what kind of person can be the successor of the master?"

The master shook his head slightly, without elaborating, he just said: "When the time comes, you will know when you see him."

Afterwards, with a wave of his hand, the master sealed off the entire Tianwai Island and left.

never came back.

Sang was trapped on Tianwai Island, waiting for the inheritor who would know when he saw it.

He was extremely unwilling, and after confirming that his master would not come back, he finally couldn't hold back, and began to try his best to plot the inheritance of his master.

But just started, the curse came.

In the dark, his fate was shattered in an instant, and he had to go through sacrifices one after another to maintain his existence and strength.

In order to preserve his power, Sang had to reduce his shots, and even if he had to, he used every power carefully.

Even so, the curse is getting more and more serious.

Through constant attempts and sacrifices, Sang finally found a way to steal the master's inheritance when the Twelve Cities were almost completely destroyed.

Then, he didn't choose people from the twelve cities, but directly passed on the foundation-building method of the way of heaven passed down by his master.

In those days, Sang stood on the island, quietly feeling the bloody smell brought by the sea breeze, which became stronger day by day.

Resentment, jealousy, and hatred flooded towards him like a tide, making him feel extremely happy and full of expectations.

In the end, a young man named Han Sigu carried a long sword named "Blood River" and entered the island covered in blood...

Sang observed the other party in the dark. This monk who stepped on the top of the nine factions and won the same place, his aptitude, talent, temperament, means, and strength are all the best in this world.

The kind of arrogance and self-confidence that is almost taken for granted, destined to be superior to others, is impossible for Sang, who has been a slave for thousands of years, to possess.

This is the inheritor the master is looking for!

But he didn't recognize the other party as the new master. Feeling the gnawing of jealousy, Sang's expression gradually turned cold.

He allowed Han Sigu to take away the Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment Inheritance.

Anyway, Sang has already erased all the information in the inheritance except the foundation-building method.

At that time, whether it is Han Sigu's success or Curse Ghost's success, the inheritors who come to the island again will face the trap he carefully prepared...

The fate, blood, and path of the supremely arrogant... will give Sang unprecedented new life and freedom.

The years of this life flashed before Sang's eyes like lightning and flint:

When I was young, my family was full of malice and greedy love...

The fear and grievance of rafting all the way alone...

The abomination after becoming a dead soul...

Those who serve their masters tremblingly and cautiously...

The resentment and resentment after losing the inheritance...

Thousands of years of planning...

He was full of ambition, he was full of confidence, he was confident...but in the end, he still lost.

The prohibition and curse of Tianwai Island disappeared rapidly, and Sang's power also declined suddenly, and his figure became weaker and weaker.

It seems to have returned to the moment when I just realized that I was already a ghost, weeping sadly because of the abandonment and betrayal of my family, the original source was lost, like a silhouette.

However, unwillingness and anger are like a volcanic eruption, full of boiling.

Sang's eyes widened with anger, and he roared: "I don't accept it! I don't accept it! I don't accept it!!!"

"Why did I have no fault, but because of my parents' ignorance, I was sacrificed as a child and became a ghost?!"

"Why have I served my master with all my heart for thousands of years, yet my master has not even rewarded me with a complete set of exercises, but wants me to guard his supreme inheritance and wait for the inexplicable inheritor to come, and why does he want me to continue to be an ox and a horse, so that I can do my best?" Say goodbye to him?!"

"I just want to take his inheritance by myself, and one day, I will meet him myself!!"

"I want to tell him that if I am not qualified to accept his inheritance, there will be no one else in this world!!"

In the hysterical roar, Sang's whole body swelled rapidly, and he wanted to explode himself!

Now that he has lost, he will drag the entire Tianwai Island to be buried with him.

He is doomed, and you don't even want to live!

But at this moment, a piece of shining sword tip pierced his body in an instant.

Countless runes on Wanxuanzhi suddenly lit up, abruptly interrupting his self-explosion, and before Sang could make any more reactions, Qiao Ciguang shot wildly.

The flying sword slashed down like a waterfall, and when the moon blade whirled, the buzzing sound was like the chirping of midsummer cicadas, and the sound of cutting the soul body was endless. Sang finally couldn't hold it anymore, and let out a sharp soul whistle!

Qiao Ciguang instantly felt as if several sharp knives had been stabbed into his mind, blood flowed across the seven orifices, and his face turned pale instantly.

But instead of retreating, she advanced, and her attacks became more swift and violent.

Pieces of soul bodies were sliced ​​off by sharp blades, flying away like snowflakes, followed by soul bones, soul blood, eyeballs, soul teeth, and skulls...

Finally, as the last toe was chopped into powder, with Qiao Ciguang as the center, Sang was scattered all over the ground.

After a brief existence of two breaths, Sang disappeared.

There is no such thing.

Qiao Ciguang finally stopped, she gasped for breath, but there was no trace of happiness on her face, the water in her eyes gleamed, and when it flickered, she turned around and ran to the former junior sisters to chase after Pei Ling direction.

But just after taking a few steps, the dense fog all around dissipated, and the Nascent Soul cultivator's vision was no longer hindered, and he could see the vast sea around him in an instant.

Here, it is no longer near Fang City, the sea water is as black as ink, and it is gloomy... This is where the deep sea is!

Chapter 343 : The Talents Gather!

At the entrance of Azusa Village.

The bright golden sun was shining, and outside the quiet village, a female cultivator with long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a beautiful nose and cherry lips seemed to be wandering back and forth tirelessly.

Her pretty face was distorted and ferocious, her eyes were full of malice and evil spirit, and several long sword-shaped hairpins could not stop humming softly in her bun, trying to wake her up, but it was of no avail.

Ruan Zhi focused on the village, and tried every means to rush in, find someone, and then blew herself up!Self-destruct!Self-destruct!

Suddenly, the resentment and resentment that haunted him dissipated in an instant.

"I...why am I here?" Ruan Zhi stood still in a daze, as if waking up from a dream, wandering around for a moment, before suddenly waking up, "Wait, where is Senior Sister Qiao?!"

"There are also Master Shi, Senior Sister Zhang, Senior Sister Chu, and Senior Sister Zhong..."

She stared blankly at Zicun, which was just a few feet away. The small village was quiet. Behind the low courtyard walls, there were still clothes that had not been completely dried. There were rattles, jigsaw puzzles and other toys scattered along the roadside, but no one could be seen.

A dead silence.

Ruan Zhi's face suddenly changed, and the memories not long ago flooded into her mind.

Lord Shi, Senior Sister Chu, Senior Sister Zhong, Senior Sister Zhang...all died! !

They had been tricked by the demon before, and after Senior Sister Qiao let them go, they didn't even have any chance to think about it, they were bewitched by the demon, they frantically chased and killed Kang Shaoyin from the Tiansheng sect, and for this they blew themselves up one by one...

Ruan Zhi had just entered the alchemy stage, and among his fellow disciples, his cultivation base was the lowest, and his escaping speed was naturally the slowest.

Therefore, when she was catching up, she fell to the end, but by accident, she lived until now.

Thinking of this, Ruan Zhi's whole body became icy cold. What kind of sorcery is that?

Both Shi Wanli and their seniors are disciples of famous sects, and they have the complete protection methods inherited from the sect against most of the spells and curses that confuse the mind, but they didn't notice anything wrong just now!

Even, when Senior Sister Qiao made a move halfway, they still wanted to drag Senior Sister Qiao to die together...

In the empty Zi Village, there was a sudden sound of footsteps.

Ruan Zhi quickly came back to her senses, and immediately looked up towards the village.

But after seeing a house not far away, a figure turned out.

It was a young man of weak crown age, with a stern expression and a murderous intent between his brows.

He was wearing a pure black robe without any decorations, and he was carrying a long knife. The fierce aura of the blade was almost as real. Although it was in the sheath, it seemed to be leaping out from afar.

The soap boots stepped on the moss-covered bricks and stones, and they were walking towards Ruan Zhi in a leisurely manner.

After seeing his face clearly, Ruan Zhi's pupils shrank suddenly. This is the demon cultivator she intended to kill with self-destruct just now!

However, something strange.

She had always thought that the other party was Kang Shaoyin who was born to teach, but now the other party's appearance and breath are obviously completely different from Kang Shaoyin, they are two people at all!

What exactly is going on?

With a flash of thought, Ruan Zhi immediately took out the talisman and looked at Pei Ling with a wary expression.

At this moment, Pei Ling walked out of the village calmly. His true face has been exposed, and it is meaningless to use [Blood Without Face] to hide his identity.

However, after meeting Ruan Zhi, the female cultivator didn't rush over and blow herself up immediately, which surprised him slightly.

"It seems that Qiao Ciguang has succeeded." Pei Ling stood still, looked at Ruan Zhi, and nodded slightly.

He already knew from the inheritance that the five people including Shi Wanli and Ruan Zhi were hit by Sang's [Chaos God Parasitic Curse], and with Ruan Zhi's strength, it was impossible to break free on his own.

Now that the opponent has recovered, the caster must have been dealt with.

As he said that, Pei Ling immediately pinched out a spell, and a huge skull phantom suddenly appeared out of thin air, opened its huge mouth, and bit Ruan Zhi fiercely.

Ruan Zhi hurriedly wanted to defend, but her reaction was completely unable to keep up with Pei Ling's speed, and she was immediately bitten by the skull.

Her complexion changed drastically, and only then did she realize that she, who is also a pill knot, has no power to resist in front of the other party!

Just when she was about to fight desperately, she suddenly felt a pain in her abdomen, and then, she vomited uncontrollably.

The filthy black blood seemed to flow endlessly, and Ruan Zhi vomited a cup of tea before she could stop it. After vomiting all the black blood, she only felt that her whole body was loose, and she even felt a sense of depression and crisis in the dark. Also disappeared.

It was as if some kind of curse, some kind of threat had been lifted.

But she couldn't believe it, how could Moxiu be kind? !

Pei Ling stood not far away, quietly observing Ruan Zhi's reaction, her complexion did not change much.

Seeing that the curse on Ruan Zhi's body had been lifted, he communicated with the divine sense that had been secretly locking on him, "The curse on you, junior sister, has been completely lifted, and there is no hidden danger anymore. The other two blew themselves up. There's nothing I can do."

There was no response to the divine sense that locked him for a long time.

After a long silence, Qiao Ciguang's slightly hoarse voice rang in Pei Ling's ears: "...Who are you?"