ghost knows what rebirth does

The venue of the Juling Conference is in the Juling Pagoda in the south of Shiluo City.

There is a square in front of the pagoda that can accommodate thousands of people. The pagoda is divided into nine floors and covers a wide area.The Juling Pagoda has always been closed, and only King Rahula sent people to maintain it. It is opened once a year, and elites from all over the world are recruited to gather here for a battle.

On the first day of the Spirit Gathering Conference, the square was bustling with people, and a large number of people gathered - mortals who had not yet given birth to Taoism were not allowed to enter the tower, but it did not prevent them from watching the excitement around the square.

On the first to third floors of the Juling Pagoda, there are nearly a thousand young elites gathered, all of them are high-spirited and proud, and there is a look of disdain between their gazes.King Rahula naturally wanted to come to encourage him, and Dianzhu Wen, the head of the Nine Divisions of Shura, naturally also accompanied him.

Shen Yuetan did not come here as the master of Sixiang Hall, and to avoid attracting attention, she did not go with Shen Yanzhou. Instead, she led the eleven elites of Sixiang Hall, along with Hou Yun and the Liu brothers, to the second floor. King Rahula gave a few words of encouragement with a friendly face and dignified dignity, and left in a hurry.

Hou Yun hesitated when Ye Fengchi left, but he was still young and Ye Fengchi refused to take him away. He didn't even know how to make a living by himself, so he stayed in Shiluo City depressed.Fortunately, there is a martial arts arena in this gathering of spirits. With Hou Yun's strength, it is justifiable to get a seat, so Shen Yanzhou will do it for him.

Now the child is eager to try, and he is particularly impatient with the phantom floating in the center of the tower.That phantom is Wen Song'an, the master of the Supervisory Palace, who is encouraging future generations with the attitude of a kind elder, eloquently eloquently, which is very annoying.

However, the process of the gathering of spirits was like this, so he had to raise his hand and put it on the little monkey's head to appease him.

Wen Song'an talked for a long time, and then the chief stewards of Nianhua Pavilion and Baibaolou came out, each shining a light.

Bright light floats quietly in the center of the pagoda, one white and one purple. In the white light there is a crystal-clear incense burner, which looks like a censer carved from ice and snow. In the purple light is a pestle that is more than a foot long and simple in shape. The material of the pestle body is neither iron nor stone. , but with a faint purple light.

It is the biggest prize of this gathering of spirits, the sky crystal sand incense burner and the immeasurable tranquility guardian pestle.

Naturally, there was a commotion among the crowd. Of these two magic weapons, the former can be used not only as a magic weapon for defense, but also for gaining cultivation, and is rumored to have the effect of stabilizing the Dao Seed. A rare fetish in the world.The latter is a magic weapon that has been passed down for thousands of years. It is rumored that it was once the strongest weapon of a certain Rahula Asura King. It protects the body and exorcises demons.It was originally dedicated to Shen Yanzhou by Juzhenfang, but Shen Yanzhou already had magic soldiers in his hands, so he asked them to donate them to the Juling Conference as a prize.

Now when everyone looks at those two treasures, their eyes can't help flickering with scorching light, and they all think that they are the proud sons of heaven, and they are bound to win the position of leader.

Seeing the enthusiastic response, the two stewards were naturally satisfied, but they still had something to say, and said with a smile: "Also, I would like to ask Mr. Wen Tong, Mr. Wen, to demonstrate the magical effect of this treasure to you."

The crowd became more and more noisy, and the atmosphere was extremely enthusiastic.

The two treasures just hovered above the platform protruding from the center of the tower on the second floor. An elegant young man in a royal blue dress stepped out and walked slowly between the two treasures. , It took a while before I calmly stretched out my hand and grasped the Dharma-protecting pestle. The deep purple Dharma-protecting pestle was suddenly stimulated with a burst of strong and rich purple light, covering the young man's fingers as white as suet jade. The contrast between crimson purple and white jade was really beautiful .

Wen Tong used his pleasant and warm voice to slowly explain to everyone: "Infinite Dharma Guardian Pestle weighs two thousand and forty-eight catties. It is thick enough to break through a city and sharp enough to pierce armor. It is said that 48 years ago, King Crocodile Luo King Rahula died by piercing his skull with a pestle and crushing the brow chakra. The body of Crocodile King is an iron-armored demon crocodile, and the fatal part is the brow chakra. 4000 years, a thicker layer. Crocodile King lived for more than 100 years, and the hardness of his skull was no less than that of Tianjingsha, but under the blow of the Infinite Dharma Protector, he was defeated."

His explanations are lively, interesting and fascinating, and people can't help but secretly praise him as a good baby.

I don't know who suddenly laughed and said: "In this case, if you use the Dharma-protecting pestle to chisel the incense burner, will the pestle be destroyed or the furnace be broken?"

There was booing.

Unexpectedly, Wen Tong's gentle face had a gloomy and ferocious look, and he said with a smile: "This man's question is very interesting."

The Dharma-protecting pestle in his hand suddenly exploded with dazzling purple light, even as dazzling as the scorching sun at noon, Shen Yuetan suddenly felt palpitations, and secretly thought something was wrong.

He could see that all the elders and seniors in the Natural Tower had also seen Wen Tong's intentions, and under the shock and anger, they shot immediately.

At that time, several bursts of shouts suddenly sounded in the tower: "Zhuzi Ganer!"

Then several figures rushed towards Wen Tong extremely swiftly. After all, Wen Tong took advantage of the position. Before those figures approached, he raised his hand and slammed into it. On the sky crystal sand incense burner.

It was rumored that the sacred object of defense, the sky crystal sand that could withstand the full-strength bombardment of the strong at the ninth level, was knocked out of the cracks, and exploded in an instant.

A puff of deep purple smoke gushed out, wrapping Wen Tong in it, like a defensive wall, knocking back all the rushing masters.

Shen Yuetan only had time to take out a small carved jade shield, which was aroused into a huge silver shield, and then the second strong spiritual pressure roared and rushed towards the surroundings.All of a sudden, the tower was turned upside down, and everyone seemed to be in the invisible turbulent waves. They were thrown and fell. They clearly had a cultivation level, but they were still being manipulated by the powerful spiritual pressure like ants in the palm of their hands.The sound was deafening, the six senses were disordered, and it was impossible to tell where they were. Apart from sacrificing magic weapons and techniques for self-defense in the turbulent current that could not be resisted, there was no time to make more responses.

And a little earlier, Shen Yanzhou returned to Zheri Palace and was dealing with affairs, when an official sent a secret letter in a hurry.

The sealing wax of the sealed letter has a butterfly pattern. It was an urgent secret document sent by the Butterfly Department, which was specially in charge of intelligence, which he created by himself.

He took it apart and looked at it, his face was gloomy and dark, and his brows were frowned.

Cheng Kong knew something was wrong when he saw it, and asked in a low voice, "What happened?"

Shen Yanzhou said: "Ye Fengchi went to Guiming Mountain on the [-]th...and disappeared."

Cheng Kong said: "With Ye Feng's ability, maybe he sensed that someone was following, and if he didn't like it, he deliberately threw it away."

Shen Yanzhou sighed: "Ye Feng has such a dull temper, since he promised me to investigate the matter of Guiming Mountain, if he got something, he would definitely give me news. Now after a long time, there is neither news nor trace. It's not his style of doing things."

Cheng Kong also gradually frowned: "Could it be...stuck in the mountains? I'm afraid we underestimated Guiming Mountain."

Shen Yanzhou also agreed that when he was planning how to forcefully intervene in the Guiming Mountain military camp, suddenly the mountain shook and the ground shook, and an attendant who was stepping on a stool to put books on a high place fell down from the stool, and his nose was bruised and his face was bruised.

Although the rest of the people stabilized their bodies in time, they were still in a panic. All the decorative screens, vases, statues and other decorations in the palace collapsed, and the palace people in charge of maintenance looked ashamed.All these things, although troublesome, are just trivial matters.

The gigantic earthquake came and went quickly, and it took less than ten breaths of time before and after.However, Shen Yanzhou only felt a strong sense of crisis lingering in his heart, and he couldn't get rid of it. His eyes crossed with Cheng Kong's, and he also saw deep worry in the other's eyes.

Immediately after hearing the loud noise from the palace people outside, Shen Yanzhou pushed open the study door and strode out, asking, "What's the matter?"

An elderly official stumbled over from the end of the corridor and knelt down at Shen Yanzhou's feet, his beard trembling endlessly: "My lord, my lord, my lord! The Juju Juling Pagoda is gone!"

Shen Yanzhou's heart sank, and he quickly walked through the corridor, came to a terrace, and looked to the south.

In the past, the Juling Pagoda, which was bathed in sunshine, towering like clouds and shimmering like a fairy treasure tree, has disappeared. The former Juling Pagoda, together with the square of thousands of people in front of the pagoda, now only remains a few miles around, dark like a The pit of the magic eye.

On the edge of the pit, there were bursts of heart-piercing crying.The scope of the collapse includes some restaurants, inns, shops and houses near the square, the people watching the bustle in the square, the peddlers walking around and selling, and all the people in the houses disappeared with the Juling Pagoda.This sudden natural and man-made disaster may have no fewer than ten thousand victims.

The deep pit was also very treacherous, exuding a gloomy and cold air, no echo could be heard when the stones were dropped, and no one knew how deep it was.

The Obsidian Army and the officials on duty in the city responded in a timely manner, and all major families have children in the Juling Pagoda, so they paid special attention to it.The Wen family lent the precious divine falcon from the clan, and put it into the deep pit to detect it first.Unexpectedly, after half an hour passed, the divine falcon fled in a panic, screaming mournfully, flying into the sky and disappearing as if fleeing from a natural enemy.

The falcon rider was a middle-aged member of the Wen family, and fell from its back halfway. Fortunately, a sergeant in the Obsidian Army reacted in time, threw out a long whip, caught the man and dragged him back to the edge of the pit.

That clansman's face was like gold paper, his lips were black and blue, and his body was cold, but fortunately he still had a trace of breath, he was in a hurry all of a sudden, burning incense, feeding pills, and gradually regained his sanity.Wen Song'an, the spokesperson of the Wen family, also disappeared together with the Juling Pagoda, and now his younger brother Wen Songxian has to stand up and temporarily act as the head of the clan. Seeing this, he hurriedly stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Wei Heng, what happened?"

The clansman named Wen Weiheng resisted the rush of cold air in his body, and replied: "Thousands of miles down, you can't see the bottom, but there is a gray fog spreading, and the deeper you go, the thicker the fog is, gradually blocking the consciousness and making it difficult to see. The mist is extremely cold, it can invade the three meridians and seven chakras, and erode Dao power. The foolish nephew opened all the charms and magic weapons of the body protection, but he was also eroded by the gray mist. He advanced less than a hundred miles into the mist, and the god falcon didn't know how to accept it. What frightened him, he immediately turned his head and fled, ignoring the control at all..."

Wen Songxian's face darkened, knowing that the matter had long been beyond his control, so he had no choice but to express his condolences, promising to make up for all the losses to the tribe, and send him to recuperate for treatment.Then he sorted out the information he was collecting and reported it to King Rahula.

The first day of the Spirit Gathering Conference turned into a tragedy, which not only shocked the Rahula King Domain, but the news would probably spread to the whole world at an extremely fast speed and alarmed the other three king domains.

Now not only the Seventh Family of Wangcheng, but also the sects and aristocratic families all over the Rahula Kingdom have been victimized, they have sent people to live around the pit, and there are also ordinary people whose relatives and friends are involved in it, guarding the side of the pit, and their popularity is exuberant. , Unknowingly, the cold air pouring out of the pit was dissolved a little bit.

However, on the whole, this matter is still causing Zhe Sun Palace to be overwhelmed and helpless.Many investigations were unsuccessful, but someone had an idea and wanted to contact relatives and friends. Everyone believed that it must be a good strategy, and they resorted to communication magic tools one after another.

For a while, the sound-transmitted jade sword and the paper crane made of letters hovered over the deep pit, but they dared not enter.

Someone with a deep cultivation base gritted his teeth and forced the letter into the pit. After traveling thousands of miles, he was submerged in the gray mist. Immediately, the paper crane caught fire and the jade sword exploded into pieces. They couldn't resist the erosion of the gray mist at all.

After several days of stalemate, Shen Yanzhou finally decided to go down to the pit himself.

This move was naturally strongly opposed by all the subordinates headed by Cheng Kong, and Cheng Kong even privately accused him of confusing public and private affairs and being extremely stupid.Shen Yanzhou only sighed: "It is precisely because I am in this position that I have endured these few days. If not, the deep pit will appear, and I will go down."

He completely ignored everyone's objections, and handed over the Rahula seal to Cheng Kong for safekeeping, and after arranging some matters, he went alone to the palace where Meng Bu was unconscious and sleeping.

When no one was watching, Shen Yanzhou walked through the incense burner array seemingly at will, raising his hand from time to time to touch the raised lines on the incense burner, and then at the corner of the palace, a floor tile about ten feet long and wide slid, revealing a square Entrance.

Shen Yanzhou went down the stairs and entered a room that was crystal clear and purple in color.The aroma in the room was so rich that it was almost condensed into shape. Inside the light purple egg-shaped smoke, there was a black figure curled up into a ball and sleeping very peacefully.

Although the outline of the black figure is blurred, its sharp ears, four legs, and long tail are vaguely discernible, and its posture curled up into a ball of hair is exactly the same as that of a house cat. With golden eyes and a big animal mouth, revealing four sharp fangs, it yawned lazily, like a domestic cat lazily stretching its limbs: "Long time no see, why are you bothering each other?"

Shen Yanzhou was also different from the black shadow, and straight to the point briefly explained the fall of the Juling Pagoda, and then said: "I am going to go to the pit to find the missing subjects, but the gray fog is treacherous and difficult to deal with, so I have to ask seniors for advice. What's the way to deal with it?"

The black shadow squatted up, licked its paws slowly, and then snorted after a while, "You are really treacherous, you clearly guessed something, and now you are pretending."

Shen Yanzhou remained calm and said with a smile: "Senior is overwhelmed, although this junior has some speculations, but the way to deal with it is really limited, even if he can protect himself, it is not enough to save others, so he has to ask senior for help. After all, my younger brother I was also implicated in it, I'm afraid it will change later..."

The black shadow's ears moved again, and the slender tail hung in the air and bent into a hook shape, showing some anxiety, "He, he too... why didn't you say it earlier!"

Shen Yanzhou said: "Senior, a thin ray of soul still needs to be warmed up, and it cannot withstand the shock."

The black shadow sighed in a low voice, and asked again: "How is your eighth round of cultivation going?"

Shen Yanzhou bowed his head, "I'm ashamed, I haven't found the way yet."

The black shadow was not annoyed, tilted his head and sighed again: "It's no wonder you, after all, the time is too short. I didn't think of this method before, but Gan Dapo is smart, as expected of that military adviser back then... ..."

It stopped suddenly, and said slowly: "I just said it, you just pretend you didn't hear it, don't ask, let alone mention it to anyone."

Shen Yanzhou knew that this thing had many secrets and was of great importance, so he naturally agreed with it.

The black figure thought for a while, then fell to the ground on all fours, bent down, his body twitched, and finally it was like vomiting, spitting out a black lump.

The thing easily passed through the purple light curtain and landed in Shen Yanzhou's hands. It was really sticky and cold, like a ball of rotten soft mud, and it was spit out, which made people feel disgusted.

However, Shen Yanzhou knew that this thing was precious, and after the black figure spit out, even his figure was blurred, faintly revealing signs of collapse.

Shen Yanzhou couldn't help being a little moved, and said in a low voice: "Senior's friendship... I don't know how grateful this junior is."

Even the tone of the black shadow was weak and erratic, shrunk into a shadow, and said in a low voice: "He has taken care of me for so many years, you don't have to be grateful. I don't know the name of this thing, but after refining, just open it, It will be able to isolate the power of the six realms and protect everyone from being harmed. So you don’t have to be afraid when you walk in the fog. I... I will sleep for a while, and you don’t want to make any more noise.”

Shen Yanzhou naturally thanked him, and when he was about to leave, he had another thought and said, "Senior, if you return from this trip smoothly, can you allow this junior to come and thank you?"

The black shadow was silent, Shen Yanzhou thought it would not speak anymore, so it whispered just now: "I'm not Chu Liu anymore."

Shen Yanzhou waited for another moment, but the black shadow returned to silence, and this time it really didn't make a sound.

He backed out just now, activated the mechanism, and sealed the entrance again.Then he turned back to his bedroom and spent several hours refining the black mud.Everything was ready, so he took the flying boat and headed for the deep pit under the resentful eyes of Cheng Kong, Xia Zhen and the others.

People outside the pit can't contact the people in the pit, of course they are very anxious, but people in the pit can't contact the people outside the pit, it is even more frustrating and desperate.

However, it is said that an elbow and armpit occurred in the Juling Pagoda that day, dragging dozens of respected elders from aristocratic families and thousands of elites to fall into the pagoda.The rebellious few who never came to participate in the ceremony, and the young people who missed the quota due to various reasons, escaped.

When Shen Yuetan woke up from the chaotic spiritual pressure that seemed to be a mess of heaven and earth, she happened to hear an old man shouting angrily above her head, the voice was like thunder, and the floor below her body trembled slightly: "Wen Tong! You are so insane!"

Wen Tong was holding the Dharma-protecting pestle, which was still wrapped in layers of purple mist and hovered in the air. However, his face was ashen and bloodstained at the corner of his mouth, and his front was stained red.Even so, his expression became more and more crazy. The gentle and elegant mask in the past had long been shattered, and the face carved out of white jade was stained with bright red blood, revealing a bit of bewitching frenzy that one dare not look directly at.

The purple mist entangled and gradually turned into countless indigo runes, sinking into his snow-white skin, like a tattoo exuding devilish energy, gradually covering half of his face.The sense of coercion around him is becoming more and more frightening and unpredictable. With Shen Yuetan's cultivation at the peak of the triple realm, it is impossible to see his strength.

Wen Tong looked at his purple-patterned hands, which were clearly shocking twisted lines, but he seemed to appreciate the peerless beauty, his eyes were mesmerized, and he laughed and said: "You short-sighted people, the old immortals at sunset, I only want to be safe, I am self-sufficient, and I have fallen into this situation, but I have to blame myself! I... I will be the number one powerhouse in the world!"

The old man who shouted angrily was none other than Wen Tong's grandfather Wen Song'an. His sleeves were full of spiritual pressure and gale, and he stood on a wooden pillar that collapsed in the wall, with sweat running down his cheeks.It could be seen that it was the end of the battle, but he still led the few remaining elders to squeeze their own strength and cast their spells with all their strength, trapping Wen Tong inside, threatening to kill him.

The sky was full of thunder, flying arrows, falling rocks, and wind knives intertwined tightly, and there was no room for dodge.If another person was present, I am afraid that he would end up dead without a whole body.However, the purple veins on Wen Tong's skin shimmered, and the Dharma-protecting pestle suddenly expanded nearly one zhang, forcing most of the attacks away, and the remaining few attacks were completely blocked by the purple veins.

The surrounding tower walls and pillars were like the end of a crossbow, but now they are bombarded by spells, and the broken bricks and stones suddenly fell down. Wen Songan shouted: "What are you waiting for! Go!"

His voice was magnificent, still like a thunderclap, and more young heroes woke up. Some of them only hesitated for a moment, and after recovering their senses, they jumped into the ranks of the battle; What to do, he sat in the same place, looked around, and has never recovered.

This also shows that these so-called heroes are very different from each other.

Shen Yuetan hesitated for a moment, but Hou Yun passed him by, leaped into the air, swung a black gold stick and smashed it down on the head of the young man covered in magic patterns, cursing angrily: "Arrogance! Shameless!" ! Young master, I am the most powerful person in the world!"

Shen Yuetan was too late to catch him, Wen Song'an saw that more and more people joined, and the pressure on the elders suddenly eased, but they didn't feel relieved at all, instead they became more and more annoyed, and while firing attack runes repeatedly, they said angrily: "You guys don't know the heights of heaven and earth! This person has already been enchanted, you are not an opponent, you should retreat quickly, you can't come to death in vain!"

A young man in white with a sword sneered and said, "Wen Shizu looks down on people too much. For example, we have been sheltered by our family and have sharpened our swords for more than ten years in order to eliminate demons and defend the way. This Wen Tong has been deceiving the world and stealing his name for many years, and has harmed innocent Shuras." , How can we rely on the lives of a few ancestors and uncles to escape in battle and survive the battle?"

Several young men and women responded loudly, everyone showed a look of death, Wen Songan was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and only scolded these young people for not knowing the seriousness.

At the gate of the pagoda, there was also a chubby young man who went back and forth, jumping anxiously to the two groups of people who were confronting each other: "Gongsun fat! You are a fool! When is the time to be brave! If you don't run away, I will run away!"

The young man in white turned a deaf ear, he touched the long sword with two fingers, and made a sword art, the white light was like practice, and he chopped down.

On the contrary, Wen Tong laughed in the gust of arrows, rain and knives, and used the guardian pestle to push away the black gold stick that fell on the head, raised his left arm slightly, rolled up the wide sleeves of his robe, rolled up Gongsun Pan's sword light into the sleeve, and smashed it to pieces , holding a Dharma-protecting pestle with one hand and swinging a stick flower, and swept across lightly, holding two short daggers, the young woman who came forward to sneak attack was hit in the waist and abdomen, and a strong force almost knocked her in two.Fortunately, the woman's body was flexible, and finally she was picked up by the long stick and flew into the air, and hit the beam like a sandbag. The crisp cracking sound made her teeth ache, and then she fell to the ground without a sound, and her life and death were unknown.

All the young people called her name out of voice. When they were angry, they became more and more frightening to see the powerful enemy.Cold fear defeated righteousness and passion, and several young people retreated quietly and left Juling Pagoda.Most of the young people still clenched their weapons and magic weapons tightly, their knuckles turned white, but they never took a half step back.

Wen Tong just smiled softly and said: "Well said, you are the heroes of the world, there is no reason to retreat as soon as you say it. If you escape in all directions, it will be troublesome for me to chase after you."

It actually meant to kill everyone.

Wen Song'an's face was ashen, and he almost made a mistake in the formula, and said in a trembling voice: "Tong Er...Tong Er...how did you become like this..."

"Grandfather," Wen Tong said softly, but now his pressure is rising steadily, and even his voice is piercingly piercing, "There is no difference between good and evil in power. I pursue power to the extreme. The power that is invincible in the world is precisely following the teachings of my grandfather."

Unable to restrain himself, Gongsun Pan took a few steps forward and entered the innermost battle circle. The snow-white edge on the long sword was stronger. Before Wen Song'an could speak, he said angrily: "Nonsense! Power does not distinguish between good and evil. But people have to distinguish between good and evil! Wen Tong, you have harmed your compatriots, you are full of evil, death is not a pity!"

As soon as the words fell, the long sword was sent forward, and a piece of ice and snow suddenly exploded. The biting cold wind howled and raged, and death spread, and Wen Tong was the only living thing in this dead place.As if even the will of heaven and earth wanted to obliterate the existence of this living creature, the ice was tightly wrapped, bit by bit reducing the purple light of Wen Tong's body.

Another elder surnamed Huang said in surprise: "You are so young, but you have cultivated into an extremely cold hell?" near.Only a red-haired boy was not afraid, and took the opportunity to strike again, this time he was clever, and swept across the ground, hitting Wen Tong's calf that was not covered by the ice.Although the crisp cracking sound like a bone crack was harsh, it made everyone feel relieved: Although the magic pattern is entangled, this person will still be injured after all.

Gongsun Pan performed the trick, his face was a little pale, his hands and feet seemed to lose strength, and he only stared coldly at the faint figure wrapped in layers of ice.

Sure enough, in just a moment, the ice layer was exploded, and the figure in the middle was full of purple air, and even the black and white eyes were faintly purple. First, after two moves with Hou Yun, the guardian pestle and the black gold long stick collided, and immediately The purple air exploded, and Hou Yun felt that the stick in his hand was covered with lightning, and his hands were bleeding from the stabbing.The body recoiled and retreated more than ten feet, gritted his teeth to endure the pain and did not let go of the long stick, but his hands trembled, and he couldn't exert any strength for a while.He stared wide-eyed, at one moment he was inexplicably excited because of encountering a strong enemy, and at the other moment he was afraid that the opponent was too strong and merciless in killing people.

Only then did Wen Tong cross the Dharma-protecting pestle, and said with a sneer, "What kind of extreme cold hell, where I am, is hell!"

The purple mist around him was so thick that it was almost black, suddenly countless ghostly black shadows sprang out of it, condensed into the shape of a human head, and rushed towards the living people in all directions.