An infinite journey that begins at Hogwarts

Looking at the horrifying scene outside the door, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, Wang Fugui's expression remained compassionate, his childish face became more sacred, and his whole body became brighter and brighter.

However, with his current cultivation level at the Golden Core stage, no matter how strong his foundation is, he cannot save the souls of enemies who have been entangled in countless worlds for many lifetimes.

The pure brilliance was gradually buried unwillingly, and the Rakshasa girls who had half escaped were like butterfly chrysalis stuck in the cicada's slough, unable to emerge into butterflies, and eventually perished.

The white-bone ghost who suddenly woke up in the pond had already been submerged by the grudges of the past life and sank into the sea of ​​misery again. Just like what the tree demon grandma said, even this Lanruo Temple, Wang Fugui could not save it.

Not only could they not save anyone, layers of grey, dark red, and miserable green resentment and death were like fleshy tendrils growing out of the void, trying to cling to Wang Fugui and pull him closer to the sea of ​​suffering.

Although the fleshy whiskers in front were ignited by the flames all over Wang Fugui, the almost endless fleshy whiskers at the back followed closely behind, and gradually the strange gray, dark red, and pale green colors overlapped and suppressed the brilliant flames. The reincarnation around Wang Fugui The readers couldn't help but take a step back, these things were too weird.

Pang Lei saw the situation in front of him and said to Wang Fugui, "Senior brother, we can keep the green hills and don't have to worry about running out of firewood. Why fight with these ghosts? Going back to invite the master and uncle is just a matter of thunder. .”

At the same time, he looked at Wang Jieyi and said, "Aren't you going to help over there? This is not the time for fighting."

Although he did not quite understand the argument between Wang Fugui and Wang Jieyi just now, he also knew that the handsome monk in gray cloth should be as powerful as his blessed senior brother, otherwise he would not become the main line of another wave of reincarnations. Task.

Li Yan and Yali looked at each other. At this time, they should both persuade Wang Jie to take action, but this matter was not as simple as it seemed.

The previous debate between the two has been similar to a dispute between ideas and avenues.

Wang Jieyi will never give in easily, so the two of them are ready to continue to wait and see what happens. After all, if this is still a newcomer's task, they have not hindered or deflected the 'plot' before. On the contrary, if Wang Jieyi is persuaded, they will really let it go. The 'plot' moves into the unknown.

As a fourth-level elite reincarnator, Clouded Leopard's thinking is not as clear as the two of them, but from what he learned about the tasks for newcomers in the land of reincarnation, there is indeed a mentor who interferes, causing the plot to deviate, resulting in a major crisis.

But he dared to swear that he never forced the mentor and newcomers to follow their ideas from the beginning. He had already used an intermediate exploration scroll, but he got dense question marks. This already showed that the situation in front of him was definitely not something they could interfere with. There are other variables involved, and rash intervention will only do bad things.

At this time, Xiao Zhu's eyes flashed, and a green lotus like jade flew out of his sleeves. She knew the young master's character. Although he was usually kind and gentle, once he made up his mind, he would have the determination that a fairy or a Buddha would not be able to reverse.

As for the green lotus, Xiao Zhu didn't pay much attention to it at first, but after he started practicing, he became more and more aware of the karma he had formed with Wang Jieyi at that time, so he hesitated for a moment in front of this client.

The green lotus takes root in the void, and a ray of clear light shines down like the bright moonlight. Countless grievances and dead energy are eliminated. The gray, dark red, and pale green tendrils in the air wither and fade the moment they encounter the clear light. The mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood outside the door were choked three feet in front of the door.

Grandma stood on the wave of countless dead bones and flesh, looking down at the people in the temple. When he saw the green lotus floating in the air, his expression was filled with shock and greed, "Innate spiritual roots!"

As a demon transformed by spiritual roots, he would never mistake his innate spiritual roots.

"God is really helping me!" Grandma's hoarse voice was hard to distinguish, echoing like a night owl in this mist-shrouded ghost forest.

Even he never thought that happiness would come so suddenly. Obtaining this innate spiritual root meant that he had the opportunity to return to his roots and rebel against his innate nature.

Grandma thought for a moment and took out a few dry scarecrows from the colorful clothes that looked like snake sloughs. The dark yellow bodies of the scarecrows were condensed with wet blood, and a hairpin made of locust wood came from the top. Downward, it pierced several dry scarecrows like a sharp sword.

In the temple, the Rakshasa girls who were originally frozen in the cicada shed wailed sadly, and countless bloody swamps poured out of their purified spiritual bodies from the inside out, like trickling boiling water. They were like people struggling in the swamp. Hope is ahead, but it is overwhelmed by endless despair.

Grandma laughed wildly outside the temple and said, "Aren't you going to save them? Why don't you do it?"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Zhu immediately understood what her grandma was thinking. Neither she nor Wang Fugui had truly mastered the green lotus in the air, otherwise the green lotus would not only exert this power.

Grandma wants to use the Rakshasa Girl to consume Wang Fugui's power and break through Qinglian's barrier from the inside.

Sure enough, he saw the miserable Rakshasa girl. Wang Fugui spread his right hand flat and raised the index finger of his left hand. A ray of pure light from the green lotus was split into two. One turned into a rope and was thrown to the Rakshasa girl in the swamp. The other Still blocking the mountains of corpses and sea of ​​blood outside the door from flooding in.

However, Qinglian's power was split into two, and her grandma, who was originally blocked three feet in front of the door, took another step forward in an instant.

She knelt in front of Wang Fugui, and a crystalline spider thread poked out, entangled with the flesh tendrils in the void, "Young Master, I have never disobeyed your wishes, but I really can't save you this time. If I continue If we take action, we will all fall into it ourselves.”

She really couldn't understand why the always alert young master in front of her was so stubborn today. She turned her head and looked at Wang Jieyi, "I, Xiao Zhu, did something wrong in the past, but you, Wang Jieyi, did the wrong thing." If you are not a hard-hearted person, why have you given up all your love and sex today just for the sake of anger?"

Wang Jieyi looked at everything in front of him and whispered, "I can't save people, I can only kill, and he won't let me kill."

The black epee behind him made a dull sword cry, as if he was defending his master.

Hearing this, Xiao Zhu looked at his young master again. The spider silk in his hand had gradually become a bit gray, dark red and pale green. "Master, I beg you today, Xiao Zhu, hurry up and leave." Well, if it’s too late, it’ll be too late.”

Wang Fugui's expression is still compassionate, like a golden statue, which vaguely overlaps with the green lotus in mid-air, and is aloof.

After saying that, she looked determined, and the spider silk in her hand was divided into ten thousand, and then turned into infinity, forming a snow-white wave, which not only covered all the fleshy tendrils in the void, but also broke through the ancient temple, and countless door bars were broken. The snow-white ocean wants to drown everything.