debt repayment

How could Quan Ying not know why he became like this?

Some masters in the fairy gate, because of inheriting Taoism, have righteousness to protect themselves like immortals, and specialize in curing evil spirits.In the eyes of good men and believers, the righteousness lingering around them is like a life-saving fairy light, and they can't wait to go home and make offerings; but for ghost cultivators who devour souls and commit serious crimes, they can only bear the pressure of Duan Lang's mana with their bodies .To him, righteousness is no different from a life-threatening talisman.

Quan Ying raised her foot lightly, touched Guixiu's shoulder with her toe, and said, "Ergou, would you like to introduce this ghost town?"

Guixiu hummed twice, looked away, and remained silent.

"Hey!"

The situation was urgent, and Quan Ying lost the leisure and elegance to tease the children, and immediately took out a pill from her purse.

Qingle was terrified immediately: "Little friend! He can't be poisoned to death if he doesn't say anything! It's better to be patient and intimidating than to kill someone!"

Quan Ying waved his hand and said, "Useless things are only good when they die."

Song Hui'an guessed what he was going to do, Duan Lang just smiled.

"Wow!"

Ghost Xiu would rather die than surrender, writhing around, but it was in vain.Daotong's little hand was surprisingly stable, he pinched his jaw, forced his mouth open, and forced the pill into it.

Ghost Xiu twitched.

Qingle was about to cry: "Little friend, don't..."

"Don't panic, there's no way he will really poison him to death. It's just an ordinary mantra pill. This elixir can not only make people spit out mantras, but also has the ability to live gods. He practiced evil ways and suffered under the righteousness of Duan Sect Master. I It's saving him."

However, all the truth-telling pills in the lower realms have become life-span-destroying defective products due to the lack of a blind herb from Jiuchongtian Beiyuan. In addition, there are other effective truth-telling spells in the world, so the truth-telling pills are almost extinct in the fairy gates, and the juniors even I don't know its existence; but the one he brought out is a genuine elixir of immortality.

As Quan Ying said, under the watchful eyes of several people, Guixiu's pale face turned slightly rosy.

Duan Lang saw the amazing effect of the medicine, and became curious. He also walked up to Guixiu, knelt down, and poked his face. The leisurely expression with a smile instantly overlapped with the fake Duan Lang in Zishu's memory.

"This pill can really make people spit out the truth? I have seen some similar pills in Xianmen, but none of them are as interesting as this one from fellow daoists."

Duan Lang said: "Your name is Ergou? What a strange name."

"...340 No. [-]." Ghost Xiu opened his mouth and replied in a deep voice.He looked as usual, completely unable to see the pain of being persecuted, like a docile domestic animal.

"Hey, the name is even weirder... Where is this?"

"Hundred Ghost Town."

"who are you?"

"Cultivator."

"Then what sect and sect did you learn from? Where did you come from?"

"No family, no sect, I've been in town since I can remember."

"What do you do on weekdays?"

"Naturally, it is practice."

Devouring the monk's soul is the most effective practice.

Quan Ying's nose was almost smashed by the unconcealable stench in his words, thinking that these nameless ghosts who practiced in the world in the coffin could not be unguided, and if they were eliminated in the ghost town, only ghosts and monsters remained.

And these two obviously cannot teach such well-trained disciples.

So, who is the person who uniformly domesticated and taught them?

"Fellow Daoist Qingle," Quan Ying said softly, "you have been in the town these days, except for ghosts, monsters, casual cultivators in white clothes, and cultivators like you, have you ever seen anyone else?"

"It's not like that."

Quan Ying asked again: "Who is your master?"

"I don't have a wife, but I will send some students."

"Jizi?"

"There are immortal methods to teach us how to practice."

"Who sent it?"

"People from outside the town."

People out of town!

Quan Ying is ecstatic: This small town has an intersection with the outside world!

He was waiting for this sentence!

"Why do you practice?"

"Of course it's to get out of here."

"How to leave?"

"Every year, people from the outside will come in and pick up the one with the best practice."

"What are you going to do?"

"do not know."

"When is it coming this year?"

The boy counted the days.

"tomorrow."

"When the outsiders come, are you going to call all of you?"

The young man nodded.

Song Hui'an said happily: "That's good! We might as well hang out with these ghost cultivators tomorrow, make trouble on the spot, and take advantage of the chaos to escape."

"But the three of us, how do we get in these ghost cultivators? They know each other and have nothing to hide. We just get in, I'm afraid it won't work." Qing Le pondered for a moment, and said, "Little friend, it's better to hide tomorrow." In the book, let this ghost cultivator carry the book with him and play by ear."

The four of them discussed and decided on a way out of Qingle.They hid together in the book, and Duan Lang controlled Guixiu, and he went to the gathering place through him. When the people outside showed up, Duan Lang sent them away with force.

According to Guixiu, the casual Xius in white don't live in daily life, and are scattered in various corners of the ghost town.According to what Duan Lang said, he threw him out of the book and manipulated him to return to the land where he usually stayed, waiting for tomorrow.

In addition, Duan Lang also kindly healed the three of them.During the Tribulation Period, the cultivators had abundant mana, and after a few efforts, Qingle was recuperated, but facing Quan Ying and Song Hui'an, Duan Lang encountered difficulties.

Song Hui'an is a fierce ghost, he is most afraid of the righteousness of the monk, he can't help him;

As for Quan Ying...

"How did little friend get hurt like this?"

Song Hui'an nervously said: "What? My brother is seriously injured?" After saying that, he grabbed Quan Ying's shoulders, his eyes filled with concern.

"Amu, are you hurting and hiding it from your brother?"

"No, Brother Zhu, I'm really fine!"

Duan Lang smiled: "Fellow Daoist is a monster, it's amazing that he can still maintain his human form even though his mana is exhausted."

"Well, it's just luck." Quan Ying smiled, with mixed feelings in his heart.

As expected of a top cultivator who was only one step away from ascension, he only took one look at him and touched him thoroughly.

Duan Lang probably knew that he was not a human being.

After all, the mantra pill before fell into the eyes of a sensible person, and too much has been exposed.

Duan Langyun is indifferent, he knows everything he knows, and he doesn't say what he shouldn't. He is really grateful for a good person who has done his best to the end.

Quan Ying remembered something again.

"Speaking of which, Sect Master Duan, do you still remember Axi's husband?"

"Axi's husband? He's dead."

"No, he's still alive..."

The young man said coldly: "Fellow Daoist, the person who has been subjected to the soul-locking technique is dead."

Quan Ying kept her mouth shut.

It turned out that he also knew about the soul lock technique.

At Haishi the next day, Baigui Town was still bathed in a bloody glow.

Ghost Xiu came to the forest outside Baigui Town as usual, and stood in a formation with his colleagues, expressionless.

Due to the extraordinary timing, no colleagues came forward to talk to him.Everyone was focused on who could leave the ghost town, so naturally they didn't notice the difference.

Under the setting sun, the forest is as silent as a tomb.There is no wind in the forest, and no birdsong.

In the dark, a ray of magic power tore apart a part of the sky, broke a corner, and gave birth to a mass of chaos.

It was a dark flame, burning blazingly, but exuding a bone-chilling coolness and gloom.The black flame moved slowly and landed near the lawn.

All ghost cultivators in white bowed down.

The black fire dissipated, revealing two tall and handsome figures.

With the help of Duan Lang's mana, the four people in the book can see clearly who is coming.

Qing Le couldn't help staring wide-eyed and said, "Senior brother!"

In the forest, two people of similar stature stood expressionlessly in front of the white-clothed ghost cultivators.Lexiu in Tsing Yi is handsome and elegant, like a mountain flowing water, while the monk dressed as a scholar beside him has a fierce look in his eyes, making people afraid.

It was Yu Xian and Zou Mi who came.

Quan Ying peeked at Duan Lang secretly from the corner of his eye, and the young man's face suddenly showed unceasing anger. Compared with the real Shui Su, his hatred was a bit heavier.

He lived in the book, followed Axi to find her husband's reincarnation, watched him grow up, and remarried with Axi.As an elder, he should be gratified, but what happened next, how could he have no grievances?

That's the bastard who killed his lover.

"Sovereign Duan, Sect Master Duan," Quan Ying yelled, fearing that Duan Lang's mood would be unstable and all previous efforts would be wasted, "Don't worry, let's see what these people are doing."

Song Hui'an looked at the two monks outside and remained silent.

His intuition has always been very accurate, Zou Mi at this time is just like what Zi Shu encountered before, he is a controlled murderous puppet, irrational, only obeys orders, and cannot see the logical and normal But Yuxian beside him has a cold expression and clear eyes, like the breeze and the moon, which is not to be played with.

However, Yuxian shouldn't be here.

Whoever appeared here, willing to serve as an eagle dog or a thief, should not be Yu Xian.

——Jiguang Gaozhao, Yuxian who was determined to be in the immortal class.

Before everyone recovered from the shock, they felt a pure and terrifying power emanating from Yuxian.That is definitely not what a Nascent Soul cultivator should have, and even surpassed his heyday 30 years ago.

In the sky, several gods and true immortals saw him like this, and they cultivated him thoroughly.

Yan Wen gasped: "It's amazing! In less than two days, his cultivation level has risen from Yuan Ying to the fusion stage. Is he going to die?"

This is not some vicious curse, but the real truth.

Cultivation bases have been accumulated over time. If a cultivator forcibly increases his mana cultivation base, once his physical body cannot bear it, he is very likely to die suddenly.

Several people stared at this Yuxian, who said little but also had a mid-stage cultivation, as if they were looking at a heroic martyr.

Qingle stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar senior brother, unbelievable: "Senior brother...how could he be here? He is here to pick up people? How is it possible, my senior brother has always been upright, how could he get mixed up with these nonsense things Together? Impossible, impossible! There must be a misunderstanding here!"

He turned his head and saw that Duan Lang was still immersed in the anger of Zhongshao, so he didn't dare to disturb him, so he asked Quan Ying and Song Hui'an for help: "Little friend! Mr. Zhu, I beg you to help me, I, My senior brother must have been coerced..."

"Please help me!"

Yu Xian was indeed called an "honest man" before, if he had been acting in the past, committing crimes in secret, helping the evildoers, the fairy book would never give him the golden glory.

"...Mr. Yuxian may have been threatened."

Probably the only answer.

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