Master never follows a routine

"In this cave, I can already smell blood!" Xing Kang said, "There is still the breath of your master inside."

"You don't need to say it!" Ying Lin's expression became more and more unkind, and he almost ran in.

"It's useless to be anxious! There is no living breath in it!"

"To shut up!"

Walking to the end, Ying Lin breathed a sigh of relief. There was a withered vine on the ground, and a monk's corpse. There was a huge blood formation beside the corpse, which almost drained all his blood.

Master's aura was already very weak, Ying Lin could only smell the faint woody fragrance.

Xing Kang looked at it for a long time, and said: "I have seen this formation before. When the cultivation world fought with the ghost world, the higher-level ghost cultivators would catch a living person as a sacrifice and return to the ghost world after being injured. After all, only the dead can let the ghost world fight." The door is open."

This formation is extremely vicious, using dead souls to forcibly open the gate of the ghost world. Only one ghost is allowed to enter the ghost gate. If the ghosts enter by themselves, the dead souls will no longer be able to enter the ghost world and cannot be reincarnated.

Very ghost style.

Ying Lin thought of a person, after all, he didn't see his body the day he ascended.

That guy doesn't know what sorcery is, even if he sees the corpse, he can't relax his vigilance, maybe when he will be resurrected again.

"What is this?" Xing Kang found a small dress in the corner, white gauze, pure silk soft cloth, it was the one Jiang Linmu was wearing.

Xingkang's face turned blue: "Bastard, you really won't let children go!"

"To shut up!"

The dragon soars in the sky, fleeting.

In the middle of the night, Ying Lin brought Xing Kang to a river in the mortal world, where the grass spread and the cries of little bugs continued.

Xingkang has also been in the mortal world for a long time, and once he settled down, big snakes and small snakes by the river surrounded him one after another, colorful and colorful, and looked extremely disgusting.

"The Wangchuan River in the Ghost Realm joins the Yangjian River in the middle of the night, and you can enter the Ghost Realm by walking up the river bank." Ying Lin glanced at him, waved away the little bug in front of him, turned and left first.

"Don't dislike me, Snake Jiaolong is a family—don't touch me!" A female snake climbed up Xing Kang's feet, and was torn off by him.

The further the road ahead, the more people there are, first in twos and threes, and after a while, there will be crowds.

However, it seemed different from what they had heard in the rumors. This place was not chaotic, bloody, or scary, but rather eerily quiet.

All the ghosts kept their heads down and said nothing, turned around and left after finishing what they were supposed to do.

"I've never heard that Guixiu is dumb!" Xing Kang sent a voice transmission.

"Even if you are lame, it's none of your business." Ying Lin said indifferently: "It's important to find the master first."

Walking through this place where humans and ghosts meet is the real ghost world. Things here like living souls, but they can't keep them. They usually get many things to entangle the living souls until they are willing to fall into the ghost realm.

Passing through a mist, Ying Lin found that he was the only one left here.

He walked a few steps inside, and suddenly heard a suppressed and joyful... groan, groan.

The voice was extremely familiar, and Ying Lin was furious upon hearing it.

Rui brain pinned gold, red curtains, a white jade-like foot stretched out, the ankle is slender, the toes are soft, with ambiguous red marks on it.

There was a quick gasp, and the toes were stretched straight, one can imagine how much joy he endured.

Ying Lin stepped forward and pulled open the curtain, the person lying on the bed was Jiang Linmu, his clothes were stripped clean, the bed was covered with crow-black long hair, and it was so fresh and white that it caught the eye.

His beautiful face was full of helplessness, his eyes were covered by a red ribbon, his forehead was wet, and an unbearable sound came from his throat.

"Get out!" Ying Lin's face became darker and darker.

"Lin'er..."

Ying Lin drew his sword and slashed at him without hesitation.

The fantasy drifted away, and there was a green-faced, fang-toothed ghost on the ground, looking at him in horror.

"You, how did you find out? People who practice Taoism are really ruthless..."

Ying Lin frowned: "Master's butt is not so small!"

The master is skinny, but there are still places where there should be flesh. That guy sleeps so hard that he can't find out what he is doing.

The two of them slept together most of the time, and they were both men, not to mention that the dragon's nature was promiscuous, why did it really happen?Didn't do anything but actually have a shot.

Ying Lin rubbed and gnawed on his chest, and the red pearl in the snow was soft and tender when pinched, but because of Jiang Linmu's special constitution, the scars and wounds hadn't healed until the next day, so he didn't know anything.

This made Ying Lin lucky and a little frustrated.

"You can draw this person's face, so you should know where he is?" Ying Lin drew the knife against his chin.

The evil ghost swallowed his saliva: "The hallucinations are all the deepest desires in my heart...it has nothing to do with me."

What he said was really reasonable. Ying Lin really wanted to just deal with Jiang Linmu, but unfortunately the conditions did not allow it.

"Ying Lin—" Xing Kang's voice reached his ears

Ying Lin chopped off the evil spirit's head with a single knife, turned around and said, "What's wrong?"

Xingkang held an even uglier evil ghost in his hand: "Let me get separated from you, this guy is making fun of me by scratching his head!"

Ying Lin: "..."

"But I just asked him. He said that when he went to Ghost Street, he saw that the Ghost King brought back a living person. He looked very young and dressed like a monk."

Ying Lin's eyes lit up, and he grabbed the evil spirit's hair and forced it to look up: "Do you remember what that man looked like?"

"I, I just took a sneak peek. There is a small mole on the corner of my mouth. It looks pretty good...Really, he is following behind the ghost king. I dare not look too much!" The evil ghost glanced at the head of his companion behind him, trembling Long-windedly said.

"Who are you ghost kings? What are your names and names... Bah, what do you look like? What's your name?" Xing Kang asked hastily.

"I heard that the ghost king was called Yuan Jian when he was alive. He died of injustice. Not long after he entered the ghost world, he devoured the previous ghost king..." He trembled and suddenly fell silent.

Opening his mouth, a big tongue fell out.

The evil spirit twitched in pain on the ground, its hands with sharp nails desperately tore at its mouth until it cut its face.

Not long after, it turned into a skeleton just like the evil ghost that was beheaded.

"It seems that he is the one who can do such a thing." Ying Lin said in a low voice.

……

The fairy world has never accommodated ghost cultivators, and every ghost cultivator whose cultivation level is enough to ascend will be condemned to death in the end.

Yuan Jian had personally witnessed the death of the former ghost king. He came in time, and the system helped transform the ghost king's spiritual power into his body, which was enough to make him, a new ghost who just arrived, possess extremely powerful abilities at once—so much so that it was rumored that the ghost king He killed it.

"Later, after I took over as the ghost king, I found out that the former ghost king had snatched a good thing in the cultivation world—the seed of Jianmu." Yuan Jian narrowed his eyes and stared at Jiang Linmu, his voice became colder and colder: "I will bury the seed in Where I was buried, I used up all my spiritual power to help it grow out of its shell, and I wanted to infiltrate my soul into it when I didn't have any spiritual knowledge..."

Jiang Linmu rubbed his nose, no wonder he transformed into a human form as soon as he was reincarnated. After thinking about it for a long time, he thought that he was smart. It turned out that someone was walking behind with a heavy load...

"I watched day and night, not daring to be negligent in the slightest. Who knew that after only going out for half a day, my Shenmu actually gave birth to spiritual consciousness, and even recognized a mortal woman as a mother!"

"That can't be helped, it's all God's will." Jiang Linmu didn't look at him. The reason why he was able to communicate peacefully with him was entirely because he didn't have spiritual power now. If he had the ability, he would even want to smash Yuan Jian's dog's head off.

The ghost king cannot easily leave the ghost world. The yang energy and sunshine of mortals are fatal dangers to him. He waited hundreds of years to find a child with a destiny that matches his own, and dared to stand in the sunshine after taking away his body Down.

But at that time, Jiang Linmu had been in the cultivation world for hundreds of years.

Yuan Jian originally wanted to go to the cultivation world by himself, but he never expected that Jiang Linmu would come over in person before he left, and took him back as an apprentice.

This can be regarded as one of the few favors God has given him.

Although the sacred tree is gone, the root of the sacred tree has the ability to regenerate. Yuan Jian originally planned to kill Jiang Linmu and get his divine root. Who knows that so many things happened, his spiritual core was destroyed, and Ying Lin turned into a dragon.

And the body of the new Shenmu is on Linfeng Mountain, and there was an enchantment left by a fairy on the mountain, although he knew it, he could only look at it eagerly.

Then, Shenmu was once again occupied by Jiang Linmu's spirit.

"As expected of a divine tree, it can even block the death of the heavenly dao." Yuan Jian said.

"Of course, you are different. I thought you died on the spot." Jiang Linmu was not polite.

"I've done so much, and I'm just asking for a promotion." Yuan Jian sighed: "I can't do much now."

Jiang Linmu sneered: "If you really have no choice, will you still find a way to get me here?"

"Master, I know that I have sinned a lot, but I have died so many times, even if I paid it back, I would have paid it off long ago—not to mention that this ghost world is managed by me honestly, and the wicked are also punished. "Yuan Jian stared at Jiang Linmu's eyes and said sincerely: "I also prepared a great gift for the master, as long as the tendons are slightly unblocked, the original cultivation will be restored."

"Heh, you've never been a firewood-saving stove. Just tell me, what are you doing here?" Jiang Linmu avoided his gaze. He really hated this person, just like seeing colorful people. The venomous snakes and rats in the sewers are extremely disgusting.

"Master, please help me. If you can help Jiaolong block the next death, you will surely be able to block the second time, right? I am also your apprentice!"

"As long as you can help me, I'll give you whatever you want... I never did anything evil in my life, but I died a miserable death. I've been in this dark place for tens of thousands of years, and I just want to get out." Yuan Jian moved closer Some, and handed the tea in the cup to Jiang Linmu's hand.

Jiang Linmu slammed the cup on the ground with a wave of his hand, and said with a sneer, "It's beautiful to think about, it's impossible, go ahead and dream."

The cup shattered on the floor, causing the mouse in the corner to squeak and run away.

A mouse bumped headlong into a big white snake, and the big snake spit out a red letter, so frightened that the mouse rolled its eyes and passed out.

"It's here."