debt repayment

Ordinary people pray to gods and worship Buddha every day, to live a good life, to eat well, to have money, to live a long life, and to live in the world; but he has lived for hundreds of years, through the vicissitudes of life and death, and looks down on life and death.He was forced into such a situation, so he naturally understands that the current self is incompetent, and the Immortal Sect may have been controlled by thieves long ago.

He is not afraid of death, but he cannot implicate the whole village in dying with him.

Although they love to be greedy for petty gain, they are just innocent mortals after all.

The kind-hearted monk thought that he must die, but the old lady rescued him, and she definitely couldn't accept his death.He also didn't want her to know his secret, and then implicate the poor old woman.

So, he had to change places.

This was his wish.

Unfortunately, he had lost the ability to perceive other monks at that time.

So, that last dream was shattered.

In order to keep the shocking secret, whoever is behind the scenes will definitely wipe out the helpless Duan Lang to eliminate future troubles.A man with no magic power and an unsafe mouth is like a rag bag filled with water hanging from a tree. When the wind blows, the water will leak out.

——Only when he dies thoroughly can the "Duan Lang" who stayed in Chiyunzong be truly "clean".

And the reason why Chenjiacun was used by Chiyunzong to collect monk ghosts for refining ghosts is that after they killed Duan Lang, they saw that the crazy villagers were profitable, so they followed suit.

On the other side, the soul that half inherited most of the power of a cultivator in the Transcending Tribulation Period also disappeared with the original "Taoist Records".If the mystery of the original yin and yang two records is known to outsiders, the consequences will not be as clear as the real Duan Lang spit out the cause and effect himself.

And Duan Lang's half soul is also a precious treasure that cannot be won.

That is the Taoism of a monk in the transcending tribulation period. How many monks can't practice Taoism in a few lifetimes!If it is refined into a magic weapon, it will be easy to kill the Quartet and command the heroes.

The reason why Xi Niang caused her death was not only because she killed the evil spirit who snatched Liu Xiangshe and spoiled a group of people's good deeds, but the more important and direct reason was that she met this real Duan Lang by chance. Got "Taoist Records".

As long as you control Xi Niangzi, who is not very skilled in learning, wouldn't it be wonderful to have both "Taoist Records" and Taoism for monks in the Transcending Tribulation Period?

The details of Zou Mi's control are unknown, but what is certain is that the tragedies of Chen Jiacun, Xi Niang and others were all caused by Duan Lang.Duan Lang's death was caused by the black hands behind the scenes.

"...Asshole!"

Quan Ying cursed in a low voice, and slammed her right fist on the low table in front of her.

On the side, the two civil servants were silent.The original stove in the hall has been extinguished, and the white soup in the broth pot is no longer boiling, and perhaps the brass pot wall will not feel hot even if you touch your hand.

The vegetables in the bowl were cold, and a thin layer of fat had condensed on the surface of the shiny red sauce.But no one wants to move the chopsticks, or take a spoonful of hot soup and heat up the bowl.

They deal with this kind of fairy books all day long, and it is understandable that the book that has been changed by others has gone wrong, but their own book in Tiangong has no response at all, just like a gloomy and sharp knife light dormant in the dark, You don't know when you can kill someone.

At this moment, Duan Lang's name is still full of auspiciousness on the "Xianmen Disciple Examination" in Quanying's hand, and even faintly has the potential to turn into a dragon.

Le Min was also picky, moaning and sighing all day long, not knowing if a priest would come up someday, maybe he would have been sneaking up on this Sect Master Duan secretly, waiting for someone to fly up, and then rushing barefoot Go out to welcome the younger generation.

After all, he is his own brother, and his words and deeds are able to convince others. Le Min didn't say anything, but he really didn't know that this junior died before he ascended to heaven.

It turned out that as early as this time, the high-level officials of Tiangong had been completely deceived.

Quan Ying's hands could hardly stop shaking in connection with the previous cases of losing contact between Tiangong and the lower realm.

Speaking of which, it has been more than a month since Le Min sent the matter down, why didn't he hear any echo?Why is this kid lazy?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, took out the token Le Min left for him, and shouted at the token: "Le Min? Did you hear me calling you, answer, you answer?"

"Don't pretend to be dead, why didn't there be any movement on the matter you promised me to investigate last time? Are you short of manpower? I found something terrible here again, come here quickly!"

"You answered my words!"

The token lay quietly in his palm.

Quan Ying turned her face to Yan Wen: "Isn't Emperor Xuanwen on vacation again?"

Yan Wen said blankly: "His Majesty Xuanwen is so busy these days that he doesn't have time to come to Wenhan's mansion to look through documents. If he wants any archives, he will send the servant boy in his palace to fetch them. If he has something to say, let the servant boy bring it. , I haven’t seen him for ten days.”

He thought for a while, then looked at Zang Ji: "Brother Zang Ji, the Commander of the Tianji Building should be busier if such a murderous incident happened in the lower realm, right? Have you seen His Majesty Xuanwen in the past few days?"

Cang Ji said indifferently: "Unfortunately, I haven't seen His Majesty Xuanwen for many days."

After hearing this, Quan Ying felt even more bored.He thought, when the mess in the enchantment was done, he would immediately go to Qingyuan Hall to ask Le Min for clarification.

If Le Min encounters difficulties in the investigation, or the priests he sends go down to the realm and cannot find a place, then he, the High God who has already been involved in it, will handle the investigation of the secret conspiracy of the Nantu Immortal Gate. .

There are two flowers, one on each side.

Hearing the name "Duan Lang", Qing Le was already dumbfounded in just a few minutes of incense sticks, and lost her mind again countless times.

"Little friend, what are you talking about? How could this gentleman be Sect Master Duan? Sect Master Duan is clearly painting the Chiyun Sect! What's more, I have met Sect Master Duan several times, he, he is clearly not like this !"

Song Hui'an didn't say a word, just looked at the young man silently.

The young man smiled flatly: "Maybe. I really can't remember the past. I'm fine with whoever I am, so it doesn't matter."

Quan Ying said, "You really don't want to think about the past?"

"So what if I think about it? Now I can only rely on this book to exist. As long as I can help others, I will be very happy. I don't have to care about my own affairs."

Song Hui'an hurriedly said: "The three of us are trapped here, and we don't know how to get out. Do you have a clever plan to show us a clear way?"

Although he is a thousand-year-old ghost, he is very arrogant, but when he is awake, he can still distinguish who is easy to control and who is not to be provoked. As soon as he entered this quiet room just now, he felt that the gentle and gentle magic power made him afraid.

Quan Ying's eyes lit up.

With the help of monks during the tribulation period, they can escape from this place just around the corner.

The boy thought for a while and said, "It's a bit difficult to break through by force, but I think, I know where this is."

"where?!"

Seeing three pairs of eyes staring at him, the young man couldn't help laughing and said, "This should be a coffin."

Qing Le asked in surprise: "Sir, what kind of ghost will the coffin look like?"

The so-called spiritual coffin is not a coffin used to place the dead, but a magic weapon for cultivation that has been quite popular in Xianmen in recent years.

The spirit coffin is named for its square shape, resembling a coffin, but inside it is conceived with spiritual energy that nourishes and rejuvenates the body, helping monks to calm their minds and desires, and build the Tao with all their heart.Although many fairy sects will transform their spiritual coffins into a small space, but this one they encountered, no matter where it is, is clearly several times more terrifying than a real coffin!

Duan Lang pursed his lips, and said: "Although I can't remember the past, I can feel the same magic power as me here. Although it is very weak, it is indeed mine."

"In other words, this used to be my coffin. I don't think it would be ruined here when I was here."

Quan Ying said: "So the murderous ghost town in the spiritual coffin was made by... the later owner of the spiritual coffin."

He had expected that the person in front of him was Zhen Duan Lang, and he couldn't bear to name the murderer in front of him.

But the young man smiled indifferently: "It's okay. As I said, it's good to be able to help others. Otherwise, I'd be wasting my time in a book. If I do good deeds, it's worth my life."

He looked as usual, but the three of them could already hear the overtones of determination.

Quan Ying had expected this point.The unknown person who can suppress Duan Lang is by no means easy. If there is only one mastermind, his mana power surpasses that of a monk in the Transcending Tribulation Period, which is the level of a true immortal.

This is incredible.Quan Ying quickly went through the list of powerful people in the two worlds of demons and ghosts in her mind. After the gods and demons sacrificed to the heavens, there would be no more chaos in the three worlds.Even if the Emperor of the Northern Earth was not there, it would be extremely tragic to bump into Shen Xingjian who occasionally went out to look for food.

... Then who is so idle?

Or...something Tiangong doesn't even know?

"You said, is it possible that there is a new superpower in the Three Realms, but for some reason, Tiangong doesn't know about it?"

"Impossible," Yan Wen said categorically, "If Heaven hadn't been blind, it would never have made such a mistake. Your Majesty, just trust me."

Zang Ji silently took a sip of tea.

Let's say that this coffin has been remodeled, the environment inside is different from the past, and the mechanism has changed, no one knows.It was not easy for the former master to forcefully break out of the coffin.

Qingle was still at a loss: "Wait a minute, little friend, what's going on?"

Quan Ying said: "It's too late to go into details, I'll tell you when we get out. Please also tell me, sir, how we can leave this place."

"Although a strong attack has a chance of winning, but without the right time and place, the extra energy will be lost after all. This coffin is no longer the one I used at that time. I am not familiar with many mysteries. If you want to find out the reason, you may as well ask This one on the ground."

After the three of them listened, Fang thought of the white-clothed ghost cultivator who had been left idle since he entered the quiet room.As soon as this person entered the room, he seemed to be suffering from a fierce illness, his face was pale, his whole body was weak, and he didn't even have to scream.

He didn't speak, just like the air, lying sickly on the ground, covered by cigarettes.

[The author has something to say: Hey, start to close the pen

This chapter should be finished within two weeks, it’s almost 15 words, almost 12]