more than one……

Chapter 29

◎You are now persuading me to put down the butcher knife. Who was merciful to the three of us, mother and son? ◎

Gushan Forbidden Land, the place where the past lords of the Yuheng Sect are buried.

Everyone gasped, and transferred all the spiritual power they absorbed to Meng Huaiyi's body. Meng Huaiyi, who was supposed to be bone-deep, now had all his flesh and blood shining brightly. Those who didn't know thought he was just sleeping in the So, wait to wake up.

"Old Sect Master Meng has been dead for more than 30 years, what's going on?"

"It's not dead, what is it doing? Do you want to revive Old Sovereign Meng against the sky?"

"Change one's fate against the heavens, even a god can't do it."

"No..." Zhang Buyi said, "Yuhengzong can do it."

Jiang Chi murmured: "One of the six unique skills of the Yuheng Sect is the technique of bringing the dead back to life."

Compared with them, Meng Tingjun was more dazed and shocked. He couldn't answer the questions from others.

Why is hideous here?

Why did Hide revive his father?

reason?Purpose?

More than anyone else, he wanted to know the truth.

"Wow." The scorching green light dissipated, and the blood-red skin began to peel off in pieces, and finally turned into a puddle of blood, scattered on Meng Huaiyi's tomb, and seeped into the soil drop by drop. The soil seemed to have consciousness, and the hunger and thirst were unbearable. After sucking the hideous blood, Meng Huaiyi's portrait in the void disappeared as the light disappeared, and everything returned to normal.

It seems that it was just an illusion to confuse people's eyes.

Jiang Chi and Gu Zhao came to the tomb, took a pinch of soil and rubbed it. The bloody smell in the soil was so strong that it made Gu Zhao feel sick.

"Corpse Transformation Curse." Gu Zhao said, "It's the Corpse Transformation Curse again."

Jiang Chi paced back and forth in front of the tomb, looking at the strange formation on the ground and frowning in thought. Seeing Meng Tingjun approaching, he said, "Sect Master Meng, I hope to clear up the confusion."

Seeing the blood-red pattern on the ground, Meng Tingjun's complexion changed suddenly. If he was lying at this time, there might be room for maneuver. It's a pity that Meng Tingjun has never learned to lie in his life.

"It's... the resurrection technique." Meng Tingjun gritted her teeth, her eyes bloodshot.

Bringing the dead back to life requires powerful spiritual blessings. From ancient times to the present, it is just a legend. No one will practice it. If you change your life against the sky, you will be punished by the sky.

"Sect Master Meng, wouldn't it be you who released it to absorb other people's spiritual power to revive your father?"

"No wonder you are the most active in the whole plan. You have to hold the two gates of life and death in your hands. Where is the net of heaven and earth, it is clear that the net is on the sidelines."

"People are sinister."

"Hahaha..." Gu Zhao laughed, and picked his ears to show a very impatient expression, "It's amazing, it's amazing, do you have delusions of being persecuted, or do you not want to see others' arrogance?"

"..."

Gu Zhao glanced at Zhang Buyi contemptuously, "The actors in Hongzhaofang are not as good as you in acting, why don't you guide Meng Tingjun on the spot so that he can get rid of other people's malicious attacks?"

Zhang Yi was annoyed, his face turned black and then red, and he said in a low voice, "I don't know what you're talking about?"

"Hmph." Gu Zhao sneered, and stared at Zhang Buyi sternly, Zhang Buyi lost all confidence, immediately vomited blood, and fell unconscious on the ground.

"Pretend to be dead, that's good...I'll help you." Gu Zhao wanted to make a move, but Jiang Chi cut off his mana, "You want to stop me?"

Jiang Chi said: "Young Master Gu, things are already bad enough, I hope you don't make things more complicated."

Gu Zhao withdrew his mana, "Then what do you think? Anyway, it wasn't Meng Tingjun who let him out, and it's impossible for Meng Huaiyi to come back to life."

Tian Yuanshan said angrily: "You protect him so much, are you an accomplice?"

"Crack!" What is Gu Zhao's identity, how can he allow others to smear at will, and he slapped him so hard that he didn't dare to do anything wrong, "What kind of person are you, dare to talk to me like that? Who of you dare to gossip again, believe it or not, I will pull it out!" His tongue."

"Mr. Gu." Jiang Chi tried to dissuade him, "If you want to prove your innocence, we can open the coffin for an autopsy. If it's an illusion, then someone is trying to frame Yuhengzong. If... you are lonely, it doesn't matter if you want to go your own way, but the little Daoist Ah Ran Hold Lingyun Pavilion behind you, don't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face, if you don't think about yourself, you should leave room for him, don't make it difficult for him to be a man in the future."

Jiang Chi's words were sincere and reasonable, and they hit Gu Zhao's vitals. He had learned from the past, and he didn't want to see Xue Ran sad.

"Just don't bully people too much."

Jiang Chi shook his head, saying no.

When the gravediggers approached Meng Huaiyi's tomb, Meng Tingjun held a red-tasseled spear in front of them, refusing to budge.

"Examine the remains first, and put them in the ground for safety. It's disrespectful to open them as soon as they say they are opened."

Jiang Chi made a bow and said, "For the sake of justice, I offended you."

"Whoever takes a step forward, don't blame me for being rude." Meng Tingjun was in high spirits, her red tassels fluttering in the wind, "You are full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, but each of you is a villain who wants to dig other people's ancestral graves."

"I don't know what's wrong."

"I'm afraid I have ghosts in my heart."

Words are terrifying, three people become tigers, he was originally the Big Dipper in everyone's mind, but one day his dreams were shattered, tall buildings collapsed, the higher he was held, the worse he fell.

Jiang Chi said, "Don't mess around."

As he said that, he wanted to capture Meng Tingjun, but was interrupted by the sound of a zither.

I saw Ye Lanchen in white clothes Shengxue, standing gracefully not far away with his lyre in his arms, looking at the crowd calmly and hostilely, "He will not hesitate to fight."

Ye Lanchen's cultivation has reached perfection. His "Jiuzhao" Qin is the ultimate supernatural power in ancient times. It is said that it can play the ancient music and drive all spirits. He stands by Meng Tingjun's side, and everyone sees it. No wonder, after all, he was a classmate when he was young, and his love is deep, but he never expected that he would stand up and be an enemy of the world for Meng Tingjun in this state today.

Gu Zhao had a big head, but he stood by Meng Tingjun's side without hesitation.

The reason is very simple, Yaoguang Immortal Venerable helps the weak, it is obvious that Meng Tingjun is now the weak.

One Ye Lanchen and one Jiuzhaoqin have made the opponent helpless. At this time, if there are more Gu Zhao, it will undoubtedly be a sturdy and unreasonable fighting power.

During the stalemate, God seemed to be on the side of "the world". A thunderbolt struck and exploded Meng Huaiyi's tombstone. It was replaced by the smell of blood, which made people's gastric juice flow back and nausea frequently.

Blood gushed out of the coffin like a waterfall, and the stench of rotting corpses filled the sky.

Everyone watched a series of changes, until the dark red blood soaked the soles of their shoes, they woke up like a dream, Yu Jian fled the ground, but found that the blood sea was sticky, once it was stained, it was difficult to get out.

The sea of ​​blood flows like magma, with countless bubbles on it, and bunches of flowers made of white bones bloom here, terrifying and beautiful.

"Bang!" There was another loud bang, which frightened the frightened monks into shrinking together, even the fingers holding the weapons were trembling, and their eyes widened to be alert to the wind and grass around them.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

From each of the tombs crawled out intact corpses, all of which were the suzerains and respected seniors of the Yuheng Sect.

Meng Tingjun seemed to be fixed, and said in a daze, "How could this be? How could it be!"

More and more corpses came out of the ground, and each of them maintained the heroic appearance in front of them. Except for some moldy and damaged clothes, their expressions were no different from those of being alive. Finally, Meng Huaiyi's coffin was also blown to pieces. He slowly opened his eyes, The entire eye sockets were filled with black pupils, the lips were as red as blood, and he opened his mouth slightly, revealing half of his rusty and mottled fangs.

Someone yelled in horror, "Yuhengzong wants to drag us to be buried with us!"

Meng Huaiyi's throat was throbbing, he twisted his limbs and neck stiffly, and said darkly: "Kill."

The scene was out of control, chaotic, noisy, and they fled for their lives.

"They...they can't kill them!"

"It's the same as Qingqiu's blood corpse."

Gu Zhao jumped into the middle of the crowd, and a flame blocked the path of the corpse, "It's different, look at them, they still have the spiritual power of life."

As expected by Gu Zhao, the suzerains of Yuhengzong were not only invulnerable to swords and guns, but also easily dealt with monks' spell attacks. Ordinary monks were no match for them at all.

Ye Lanchen sacrificed the Nine Edicts, one chord clears the heart, one song breaks the dark, and the sound of the piano turns around, which slows down the movement of the corpses, but they can move freely again.

"Fengshan." Meng Tingjun said, "No one can die in the territory of Yuhengzong."

Ye Lanchen asked, "How to seal it?"

"careful!"

A sword light shot straight at Ye Lanchen's back, and Jiang Chi rushed over to help Ye Lanchen block the fatal blow, "If you have anything to say, wait until you escape."

With one against three, Gu Zhao competed with the three former suzerains first in boxing, foot and body skills, and then in spiritual power spells. In the blink of an eye, they had already exchanged hundreds of moves, "Bound in the dungeon."

Three stone pillars were raised from the ground, and the stone pillars were engraved with scriptures, flowing with pure golden spiritual power, which trapped the three of them firmly in an instant, and they could not be freed.

"Attack with fire." Gu Zhao said, kicking a corpse in the face, but was hit by the iron body of the corpse to the ground, rolled three times in a row, and managed to stabilize his heel.

"It hurts." Gu Zhao clutched his toes, grinning in pain.

Meng Tingjun looked vaguely at the uneasy life of the ancestors after death, and the farce after another, accidents, blame, watching people's eyes change from trust to suspicion, from enthusiasm to coldness, suddenly, he I want to laugh inexplicably, but also feel physically and mentally exhausted. Yuhengzong has been in the immortal way for a hundred years, and has never offended any fairy family. The people behind the scenes have done so much. who is it?One can imagine who hated Yuhengzong so much.

"I know it's you!" Meng Tingjun shouted, his voice resounded through the entire back mountain under the night sky, "I know it's you!"

"He's crazy." The Sanqing Sect disciple had the lowest spiritual power, the most injuries, and the deepest resentment, "It's hypocritical."

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