Thousands of people think that the younger brother is also collapsing today [Transmigration Book]

The ghostly aura swept across the entire area, and all the sects outside Xuanyu City were enveloped in it.

While everyone was puzzled, they all exerted their spiritual power and supported each other with their spiritual sense.

"Amitabha."

A Buddha's horn sounded.

The ghost energy gradually dissipated in the sound of Sanskrit, and when the clouding ghost energy dissipated, it became clear in an instant and regained the five senses.

After the people gathered on the magic weapon realized it, they all became alert.

Ming Jing, dressed in a snow-colored monk's robe, stepped out slowly, reciting mysterious scriptures.

"bright and clean."

When the sinister voice sounded, it was mixed with evil thoughts, full of hatred, and also had a little subtle interest in it.

This ghost cultivator actually met Zen Master Mingjing!

"Amitabha."

Mingjing twirled the beads with her hands, her expression remained unchanged.

......

"Is this the ghost cultivator!" Shao Li murmured, "It's too powerful!"

Just now, the five senses were blocked.

Simply amazing.

When Xie Zhenzhou saw his surroundings clearly, he heard Shao Li's voice, and felt that there was another person beside him.

The warm and jade-like breath brings a feeling of being like a bath.

"Senior brother three?" Xie Zhenzhou tilted his head and looked at Shao Li who was still at the side.

Yun Shu smiled at him.

Shao Li didn't know when the third senior brother came over, but when the people inside came out and walked out, he came back to his senses and greeted: "Let's have a look together."

·

"That ghost cultivator actually knows Zen Master Mingjing?" A group of people stood behind and looked up.

I saw a cloud of black mist lingering above Xuanyu City.

It is still constantly changing its shape, as if to show that he is not calm.

Seeing Mingjing, the black mist of the ghost cultivator's body seemed to have become much more ferocious.

The roar also sounded at this moment, shrill and piercing, "3000 years! A full 3000 years!"

The voice was high-pitched, as if it contained a strong ghost power, making people have to use spiritual power to protect themselves.

But soon.

The ghost cultivator seemed to have controlled his emotions, and smiled wantonly. This time his voice was different from the unpleasant one just now, but with a slightly hoarse voice. He only heard him say: "Mingjing, do you still remember me?"

......

"3000 years!? So long!"

"He came here specifically to find the Zen master?"

"Is this ghost cultivator the one who sucked Pang Hui's energy?"

A group of Zichen Peak disciples gathered around to discuss in one place.

Different from these juniors, the sect leaders who heard Mingjing's prophecy before were all disturbed.

A ghost cultivator who has been suppressed for thousands of years is suspected to be in collusion with the Sanxian League, and his appearance in such an upright manner just shows that the boundary gate of the endless sea is loose and can no longer hold them.

No, just after escaping, she came to find Mingjing to seek revenge.

Thinking of the warnings from the Zongmen Order they wore earlier, it is even more frustrating.

The enchantment of the Three Gorges Ridge has been broken, and the monster clan must come out!

The only thing that can make people feel gratified is that there is no news from the Demon Race yet.

Everyone unanimously ignored what Mingjing said earlier about 'the birth of the demon race'.

Like a self-deception.

·

Xie Zhenzhou looked at those members of the small sect who seemed to be shrinking back.

There is an indescribable feeling in my heart.

Something suddenly pressed up on his shoulders, carrying a little weight.

Xie Zhenzhou looked sideways.

On his left shoulder was a slender five-finger.

***

Yun Shu looked ahead and patted him.

Xie Zhenzhou felt that it might be because his emotions were exposed just now, which made the third senior brother notice.

Like silent comfort.

Yaozu come out.

The second brother should also...

Thinking of something, Xie Zhenzhou withdrew his mind and smiled at the third senior brother.

Yun Shu withdrew his hand.

Xie Zhenzhou unconsciously raised his fingertips.

attached to the chest.

That's where the spirit stone hanging around his neck fell.

·

"Amitabha," Mingjing looked at the black mist, "remember."

"Remember?"

He laughed again and again, "Very good."

A strong ghostly aura began to surge around him.

The vision in the sky rises sharply, this is a change that only happens when a monk is in a powerful fight or a monk crosses a catastrophe.

......

Everyone immediately mobilized their spiritual energy, but the members of the Chongyun Sect did not move. The strength of this ghost cultivator was unfathomable, and he vaguely had the strength of the Mahayana period, so they were difficult to deal with.

And the history of this person...

Yiqizi swept his gaze towards the crowd, and when he found the location of his little apprentice, he took a look and then withdrew his gaze.

"Junior brother." Wu Chenzi's tough voice was calm.

Wu Tanzi looked at Ming Jing who was at the front.

Mingjing recited the Buddha's name unhurriedly, "Almsgiver, your obsession is too deep."

As if amused by Mingjing's words, the ghost cultivator stopped mobilizing his ghost energy, "After 3000 years, you still haven't made any progress. It seems that the relic was eaten for nothing."

After speaking, he said again: "Leave this monk behind, and I will let all of you go."

This sentence is like a call to pardon.

"This..." Everyone was shaken.

Everyone.

It means that the disciples in Xuanyu City will also be released.

The terrifying power brought by the ghost cultivator's strength is hard to ignore, and it seems like a trick between the lines in these words.

As for ghost cultivators who have cultivated in the Mahayana stage, it is really difficult for everyone to have the power to fight against the enemy.

·

"Look, Zen Master, how about..." Someone said hesitantly.

"Damn! How despicable!"

Annoyed by the shameless behavior of this ghost cultivator, Shao Li cursed angrily.

Xie Zhenzhou looked at the snow-clothed monk who was standing upright.

The latter obviously froze slightly.

He looked over Xuanyu City again, guessing the identity of the ghost cultivator.

......

How many powerful characters are there in the underworld?

Last time in Xuanyinfeng Library Pavilion, one of the books Xie Zhenzhou found was a fragment.

It records some events thousands of years ago in detail.

including plot mentions.

When the ghost cultivators were suppressed, the monks of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple and the major immortal sects were able to suppress them, and Mingjing was among them.

Look at this ghost cultivator, because he hates Wanfo Temple very much.

Xie Zhenzhou lowered his head in thought, and after a while, a name appeared in his mind.

Feng Min!

An extremely tragic character in "Treading the Immortal Journey".

When he was born, he was a prominent family of immortals, and after death, he used his body to feed ghosts.

He is the incarnation of hatred, the messenger of ecstasy.

Volunteering to sacrifice the body becomes a shadowless and invisible ghost cultivator.

Once a ghost slaughtered an imperial city, causing chaos in the world.

Even such a person is extremely evil.

But it is also the most controversial one in the text.

Xie Zhenzhou looked up.

Suddenly, he was no longer surprised that Feng Min would put forward such a condition.

......

It is precisely because from birth to death, and even voluntary sacrifices to become a ghost cultivator, are all within the calculations of others.

Feng Min, a self-proclaimed smart man, has been sought after by everyone since he was a child.

Once fallen, it became an existence that everyone despised.

Since then, playing with human nature: the weakest and most unaffected and tempting existence in the human heart.

become one of the great joys of his life.

It is his hobby to use him to kill each other and lure him to become depraved.

"Have you made your choice?"

With a smile on his face, Feng Min spoke quietly, as if ringing the final alarm bell.

Hei Wu looked at those decent families with great interest, and listened to their high-sounding words to Ming Jing.

"Master Mingjing, for all of us, do you see...?"

"This senior ghost cultivator should be targeting you, Zen master. I personally think..."

"The Buddha said that saving one's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Zen Master's action is righteous!"

"We will seek justice for Zen Master in the future!"

Zen Master Mingjing has an unstable temperament, not the kind of temperament that would be entangled by the world, Xie Zhenzhou stared at him with burning eyes.

Waiting for Mingjing to speak out to break the delusions of these people.

However, Mingjing did not say a word.

Xie Zhenzhou's heart tightened suddenly.

Hurry up and refute them.

......

Everyone's long mouths cannot be blocked, and almost all sects have the same attitude.

Sacrifice one, save everyone.

Yiqizi took a step forward, Wuchenzi and Wutanzi also looked at him.

You can not participate, but you cannot make decisions.

what they represent at this moment.

It is the entire Chongyun sect.

"I brought the person." Yiqizi remained silent, with a firm look on his brows.

Wuchenzi didn't answer, and Wutanzi didn't say anything, it seemed helpless.

Did not stop him.

·

"Little brother, what are you doing?" Shao Li watched as Xie Zhenzhou suddenly squeezed forward, walking towards the person surrounded by the heads of various sects.

Xie Zhenzhou pursed his lips.

He just wanted to see why Mingjing didn't make a statement.

If everyone is together, they may not be unable to fight Feng Min.

......

"Zhouzhou?" Yiqizi was about to step forward, when he faintly saw a figure leaning towards him, "Why are you here?"

Xie Zhenzhou whispered: "Master, I want to have a few words with Zen Master."

He looked at the crowd, who were still persuading.

Both are to let Mingjing 'sacrifice the ego'.

Such a scene, if everyone is like it, you are not.

And you are a crime.

Yiqizi lowered his eyes.

After a while, Xie Zhenzhou heard his master, who has always been obedient to him, say: "Go back."

"Master!" Xie Zhenzhou subconsciously said.

Yiqizi sighed, "Go back first."

Xie Zhenzhou wanted to say something, but the hair on the top of his head was gently rubbed.

In the next second, I saw Yiqizi walking towards the people who were talking.

It's just that before they got close, the ghostly aura surged again.

"If you can't make a decision, it's better for me to choose for you." Feng Min released his ghostly aura and directly killed him.

The black mist swept across in several strands, and immediately someone fell to the ground.

The flesh and blood of the person who was hit instantly turned into dry bones.

Whenever the black mist gets close to a person and sucks the essence, he grows stronger, and even the elders of some sects who come with him cannot escape.

......

"We do!"

"Senior, take Zen Master away!"

Against the intrusion of ghost energy, the effect of spiritual power is weak, and soon someone will be frightened.

Several big sect leaders did not shout at this moment, some small sects immediately begged for mercy.

"Take it away! Zen Master Dayi, he will definitely not resist!"

"The Zen master offended."

A few people even used their spiritual power to attack Mingjing.

The moment the ghostly aura dissipated.

Yiqizi immediately turned back and used his spiritual power to protect Xie Zhenzhou.

Xie Zhenzhou had a flash of inspiration.

With a slight movement in her mind, Yuying appeared in her hand in vain, lifted it to her lips, and immediately began to play.

This is exactly what Mingjing was thinking when he was dealing with the old ghost in Mincheng that day.

for a while.

A faint golden light collided with the black mist that Feng Min shot out along with his sound that implied attack.

The golden light and the black mist collided, the space trembled, and the two became invisible.

·

Seeing this scene, Yiqizi turned to his little apprentice, "Zhouzhou?"

Xie Zhenzhou nodded to him.

In the next second, the person who was surrounded by the crowd just now, who was completely motionless, folded his hands together.

It's like an epiphany.

The person in the snow robe was full of golden light all over his body.

"Amitabha."

Mingjing said: "The poor monk can't go."

Then, the sound of Zen resounded everywhere, and the black mist dissipated.

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