Master, he is the king of zombies [Transmigration Book]

Because the head of the Chaoyang Sect went out in person this time, although the various ceremonial specifications were slightly slowed down, everything that should be available was available. The head rode in a square chariot pulled by four blood-red geese with eyebrows and teeth. Nei--Even though there are a few phoenixes in the Chaoyang Sect, according to the rules, no one is equipped to ride a phoenix except for the immortal, so the goose with eyebrows and teeth is replaced to pull the frame. The goose with eyebrows and teeth looks like a phoenix, but There are only two tail feathers, and the corners of the eyes are like thrushes, and the mouth is long and sharp.

The other peak masters and disciples followed Che Yu in a flying boat, Jiang Jile's master and apprentice, Nan Gongchou, and Yu Wubie were all on the flying boat.

Panlong Ridge is located at the junction of the human world and the ghost world. It is said that it was transformed by a giant dragon that fell in ancient times. It looks like a giant dragon coiling the land, hence the name. , There are no people in the area for dozens of miles.

If Jiang Jile hadn't known the plot, he probably wouldn't have imagined why the Zhuxian Sword was in Panlongling.In the original book, Fei Wuxin first designed to make decent cultivation sects suspect each other, and then activated the Nine-Trick Immortal Slaying Formation set up in Panlong Ridge in advance, using the ghost energy of Panlong Ridge plus the sacrifice of [-] souls (five thousand Daoist cultivators) , five thousand demon cultivators,) killed most of the monks below the Nascent Soul stage, and seriously injured most of the decent powers, making it difficult for the fairy world to recover for a thousand years.

Of course, monks in the fairy world are definitely not stupid, let alone just lost their vitality in the demon world, but the temptation of the Zhuxian sword is too great. Even though they know there is a threat, they still imagine that they may be blessed by the heavens, so they just happen to get the Zhuxian sword.

This is the truth that people die for money and birds die for food.

Jiang Jile looked at the Chaoyang Sect disciples coming and going around on the flying boat. Most of these people will be folded in Panlong Ridge, and because of the heavy ghost spirit and untimely death, they will not be able to enter reincarnation, wandering in the ghost world forever and ever , but no one can save them, because the heavens let them die, and they have to die.In the end, only the hero with invincible luck can get the Zhuxian Sword. The way of heaven is reincarnation, who has ever spared?

Perhaps the only thing that makes Jiang Jile happy is that after this trip, his compatriots can at least increase by more than 100.

Yan Qianchen saw that his master's expression was not very good as soon as he got on the flying boat, so he stepped forward and put a cloak on Jiang Jile's body, "It's too cold on the flying boat, master should add some more clothes."

Jiang Jile turned around and said with a smile: "Beyond the foundation-building period, you can live without the grain, and the cold and heat will not invade. I am not so fragile as a teacher."

Yan Qianchen bowed her head tenderly and tied Jiang Jile's cloak, and Jiang Jile realized that her apprentice was already taller than herself.

"Master is freezing, I don't want to obey," Yan Qianchen's eyes were full of tenderness.

Jiang Jile's heart ached from this undisguised tenderness, he looked into Yan Qianchen's eyes, and said in a daze: "Then if... if one day, you have something you must do Do it, but it hurts so much, what do you do?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Yan Qianchen's eyes, "If it's something that must be done, no matter how painful it is, you have to finish it, right?"

Jiang Jile smiled lightly, brushing Yan Qianchen's cheek with his right hand, "I understand what you mean."

Yan Qianchen's face turned red in an instant, and he hesitated and said: "Well... Nangong Peak wants me to go and practice a few moves with him, so I'll leave first..." After finishing speaking, he fled Like ran away.

Jiang Jile's smile gradually turned cold. In half an hour, Panlong Ridge will arrive.

Half an hour passed in a flash, and everyone from the Chaoyang Sect had already arrived at the entrance of Panlong Ridge.

A large group of monks gathered at the entrance of Panlong Ridge, all kinds of chariots and flying boats were floating in the air, and there were all kinds of rare birds and animals among the crowd. It seemed that the Chaoyang Sect was the last one to arrive among the five sects.

As soon as everyone disembarked from the flying boat, they saw a Xiaotian Pavilion disciple with a slightly fatter figure running towards him. When he ran closer, he turned out to be Fang Daluo.

Fang Daluo was still a ruffian, he didn't even put on the school uniform of Xiaotian Pavilion, and he said casually, "Hey, Master Shen, you are finally here, Fairy Yuqing, Master Wuwen, Elder Mo, and my master are all here!" Been waiting for a long time."

Shen Xu lifted the curtain of the car, and said calmly: "Where are your master?" His tone was slightly contemptuous.

Fang Daluo said: "Come, come, I will show you the way, let's go quickly."

The crowd consciously made way for the Chaoyang Sect, so Jiang Jile and his party went straight to the rest area of ​​the Five Great Sects.

Different from the second- and third-rate sects and loose cultivators, the aura of the five major sects is revealed as soon as they wear their school uniforms. Master Wuwen is chanting scriptures silently, and Mo is lazily sitting on a chair basking in the sun. Wearing a pure black mask, only a pair of eyes were exposed, Fairy Yuqing had a serious face, she didn't know what she was thinking, and when she saw Shen Xu coming, she came up to her.

"Master Shen is being polite."

Shen Xu replied with a salute, "Fairy is polite, won't the Immortal Venerable come this time?"

Fairy Yuqing looked tired, "Your Majesty is in retreat, this time the Yanqing Sect is led by Elder Mo."

The two chatted for a few more words, Shen Xu greeted the other three sects one by one, and everyone in the Chaoyang Sect went to the designated area to rest.Nangongchou closed her eyes the whole time and rested her mind, while Yu Wubie seemed to be chatterboxed, chattering endlessly, of course her voice was still so shy.

"Jiang Li, you see that Panlong Ridge is so dark, why is the Zhuxian Sword here?"

Based on the white lotus character design, Jiang Jile's eyes are extremely innocent, "This... I don't know very well, but the news from Xiaotian Pavilion should not be wrong."

"Then tell me about the last expedition to the demon world, where all the immortals went out, why the demon emperor is not dead, aren't you in the demon world?"

"I'm not very clear about this. The situation was chaotic at the time. I don't know what happened."

......

Just like that, Yu Wubie said something, and Jiang Jile replied, gradually Yu Wubie felt that it was boring, so he ignored Jiang Jile.

At three quarters of the noon—the time when the yang energy is at its peak, Mo Xian, Shen Xu, Fairy Yuqing, Master Wuwen, and Lou Qianzhong lined up at the entrance, each holding a red talisman— - Zhengyang talisman, five people shouted loudly, and five red Zhengyang talismans instantly flew into the sky, lined up in a circle, emitting a soft red light, covering the entire Panlong Ridge.

Mo Xian shouted loudly: "Fellow daoists, we cultivators of immortality should not miss the rare treasure out of Panlong Ridge this time. The Heavenly Sun Formation has been activated to protect you from the intrusion of ghost energy. I hope that you will not increase the number of murders in vain, no matter who gets the strange treasure, please calm down and cherish it."

Everyone applauded Mo Xian's words in unison, without saying much, the crowd had already poured into Panlong Ridge.

Jiang Jile and Yan Qianchen stayed where they were, and in less than a moment, there were only a few people left at the entrance of Panlong Ridge. What was surprising was that Fang Daluo was drinking heavily, and he Already drunk lying on the ground.

Yan Qianchen felt that he couldn't bear to look directly at him, and said to Jiang Jile: "Master, this person is too slovenly."

Jiang Jile was silent, walked to Fang Daluo and squatted down slowly, and whispered in Fang Daluo's ear:

"The master of the pavilion is very capable, so conforming to the way of heaven is beyond my generation's reach."

Fang Daluo still looked drunk, but when he heard Jiang Jile's words, his body trembled visibly.

Jiang Jile continued to whisper: "I want the pavilion master to help me investigate the two people, I hope the pavilion master will not refuse, and the reward will be good after the matter is completed..."

Yan Qianchen saw Jiang Jile squatting next to Fang Daluo, not knowing what he was doing, he felt a little anxious, and called out: "Master, let's hurry up..." Before he finished speaking, Jiang Jile had already appeared in the Beside Yan Qianchen, said: "Don't worry, we will set off right away."

Only Fang Daluo, who was drunk, was left in place.

Because of the Tianyang Formation, all the surrounding scenery turned red, perhaps because Panlong Ridge itself is too dark, so it looks weird no matter how you look at it.

Maybe it was too late to set off, and none of the monks around saw it.

The path that Jiang Jile led Yan Qianchen deviated more and more from the main road, Yan Qianchen gradually felt apprehensive, and said anxiously: "Master, we seem to be going further and further off the beaten track."

Jiang Jile said: "There is nothing to worry about, just because everyone walks the road, maybe we can find strange treasures this way?" Guided by the map of the system, the entrance to the ghost world...is in this direction.

Although Yan Qianchen instinctively felt uneasy, she still followed Jiang Jile closely.

After walking for two hours, Jiang Jile's road turned and twisted. Seeing Jiang Jile walking without hesitation, Yan Qianchen thought to himself: Does Master know where the secret treasure is?

"It's here," Jiang Jile's voice broke Yan Qianchen's thoughts.

Yan Qianchen woke up, the master and apprentice had come to a cliff, the cliff was unfathomable, and dark and eerie, even if suppressed by the Tianyang formation, there was still a raging ghost energy coming out of the cliff.

Yan Qianchen's uneasiness became even more obvious, "Master... will the secret treasure be here?"

Jiang Jile turned around and said, "That's right, we just need to wait now, and it probably won't take long." The Jiuqu Killing Immortal Formation needs ghost energy to enter the formation, so the formation's eyes are at the place where the ghost energy is most violent-- The entrance to the ghost world is also the location of the Zhu Xian Sword.

In a short while, the soft red light of the Tianyang array suddenly flickered violently, and then the earth shook and the mountains shook, and black mist surged into the sky from the bottom of the cliff. The Zhengyang talisman in the sky was instantly corroded, and the entire Panlongling Shrouded in a strange green light, screams could be faintly heard in the distance.

Yan Qianchen only felt pain all over his body, and at this moment, a dazzling white light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and a cold thing was stuffed into his hand.

"Hurry up and let the Zhuxian sword recognize its master with blood!"

After Yan Qianchen grasped that thing, the pain disappeared in an instant, and he realized that he was holding a sharp black sword in his right hand. The blade was obviously black, but it emitted a strange red light. The hilt was engraved with Taotie pattern, the whole sword is entwined with surging spiritual power and devilish energy.

"I'll say it again, quickly let the sword recognize its master!"

Only then did Yan Qianchen realize that this sword was the secret treasure that everyone was vying for this time, and quickly said: "It must not be done, this sword was discovered by Master, so it belongs to Master..."

Jiang Jile interrupted Yan Qianchen's words impatiently, "I'll count to three, if you still don't let the sword recognize the master, you and I will be renounced as master and apprentice."

Yan Qianchen was in a hurry, and hurriedly said: "Master!"

Jiang Jile's cold voice came, "One."

Yan Qianchen was about to burst into tears, "Master, I..."

His answer was a crisp "Two."

Seeing this, Yan Qianchen hurriedly cut his finger and dripped blood on the sword. The sword turned bright red in an instant, and then returned to black. This means that he has successfully recognized the master.

Jiang Jile walked into Yan Qianchen slowly, looked at Yan Qianchen who looked astonished and said softly: "It really belongs to you."

Yan Qianchen didn't know, and murmured: "Master... this... what's the situation now?"

Jiang Jile brushed the male lead's cheek with his right hand, and said softly: "It's nothing, Fei Wuxin designed the Nine Songs Killing Immortal Formation here. It is estimated that more than half of the five major sects have been killed or injured so far. The sword in your hand is the formation." Eye."

Yan Qianchen was shocked, "Master, I... I didn't mean it... I really didn't mean it."

Jiang Jile smiled softly and said, "It's none of your business. These people came here to gamble with their lives, and they are willing to admit defeat. Isn't it natural?"

Yan Qianchen stared blankly at Jiang Jile with red eyes, "Master, I..."

Jiang Jile put his other hand on Yan Qianchen's shoulder, stared into his eyes and said, "Let's leave this alone, you can try to put the sword away first."

Yan Qianchen obediently closed his eyes and calmed down. After a while, the Zhuxian sword disappeared in his palm.

Yan Qianchen looked very happy, "Master, I succeeded, look quickly."

Jiang Jile slid his right hand to Yan Qianchen's chest, and a strong heartbeat sounded from his chest, it was so nice to hear.

Yan Qianchen's face flushed instantly with embarrassment, and said in embarrassment: "Master, I..."

Before the words fell, Yan Qianchen found himself speechless—his throat was filled with blood, Yan Qianchen lowered his head blankly, and found that Jiang Jile's hand was still attached to his chest, but the palm The condensed gold cone has pierced his heart.

Yan Qianchen's chest was already blood red, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, which was spraying on Jiang Jile's face.

I must be dreaming, why would Master kill me, but why does it hurt so much in dreams?

Yan Qianchen had already fallen to the ground, bleeding profusely, and twitching all over.

Half of Jiang Jile's face was covered in blood.Jiang Jile walked slowly to Yan Qianchen's side, knelt down and looked at his face tenderly.

No matter how stupid Yan Qianchen was, he knew that this was not a dream. His expression was extremely painful, his facial features were almost twisted together, and he desperately bit out a few words, "Why...what?"

Jiang Jile's smile was sincere and beautiful, and he put his hand gently on Yan Qianchen's forehead, and said softly: "Anyone who stands in my way will be killed."

Yan Qianchen's eyes widened, he reached out his hand to grab Jiang Jile, but before his hand touched Jiang Jile, he fell straight down.

Yan Qianchen died.

Yan Qianchen's eyes were wide open, his pupils had already dilated, and those dull eyes were full of Jiang Jile's reflection.

Jiang Jile only felt a throbbing pain in his heart and could hardly control himself. He hugged Yan Qianchen's body tightly in his arms, and pressed his forehead against Yan Qianchen's forehead. After a while, Jiang Jile brushed Yan Qianchen's body over with his right hand Yan Qianchen still has warm lips, and the lip shape is still so beautiful.

Jiang Jile closed Yan Qianchen's eyes, then closed his eyes, and piously placed a kiss on Yan Qianchen's lips.

"You fool, I understand what you mean."

Jiang Jile hugged Yan Qianchen's body tightly like this, ignoring the screams and wailing in the distance.

Gradually, Yan Qianchen's body became cold, Jiang Jile got up slowly, carried Yan Qianchen's body to the edge of the cliff step by step, looked at the dark bottom of the cliff, and felt mixed feelings in his heart.

Jiang Jile looked down at the stable face of the man in his arms, and whispered softly:

"Good apprentice, I'll wait for you to kill me."

As soon as his hands were loosened, Yan Qianchen's body fell straight into the abyss.

745's voice came softly, "Congratulations to the host for completing the task of killing the male lead. The reward points are 500,000. From now on, no new tasks will be issued to the host until the male lead returns. I wish the host a happy life in the cultivation world during this time. "

Jiang Jile said: "What about you? Do you want to leave?"

745 said: "That... the main system didn't contact me, and I didn't receive a transfer order, so I probably won't leave."

Jiang Jile said: "Don't go..."

745 said softly: "If the host is sad, it's better to vent it..."

Jiang Jile looked up at the thick black fog in the sky, and closed his eyes sadly.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, turned and left the cliff without taking a step back.

At most 15 years, Yan Qianchen will come back to settle accounts with himself, and there are more important things to do right now.

As an emperor, one should not be influenced by emotions at any time.

Even if it is already scarred.

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