The villain is respected

The chaotic footsteps outside the house went away one after another, presumably Yu Jianhan led all the puppets away with his body.

Another moment of delay, that person will be in danger!

Xie Chi didn't dare to hesitate any longer, he gritted his teeth and rushed out, let go of his divine sense, guided by his vague breath, and searched outside the village.

But at the other end of the village, after Yu Jianhan led all the evil ghost puppets to one place, he stopped suddenly.

The solemnity on his face had long since disappeared, instead it was replaced by a leisurely stroll in the garden.

The puppet behind him had red eyes and raised the butcher knife with a smirk, but in the next second, with a flash of silver light, its head fell straight down, and there was even an arrogant smile on its face as if it was catching prey.

It was just a puppet, and the bloody scene didn't happen, but the moment its head fell to the ground, its figure also collapsed and dissipated -- just like everyone on the sacrificial altar, it disappeared without a trace.

Other evil spirits are still rushing forward one after another, they let out the muffled roar of beasts, trying to tear the fragile human into pieces.

Too noisy.

"Hush—" Yu Jianzun smiled and gestured for silence, "Quiet."

All of a sudden, the movements of all the puppets came to a complete standstill for an instant. They were like fused statues, with different expressions and hideous faces, standing upright in place.

Jian Zun seemed to be looking at some treasures of calligraphy and painting, walking slowly among the evil spirits.As he walked, the blood-stained clothes on his body slowly faded away. The bright red blood stains turned into strands of black air and peeled off from his sleeves.

Finally, Yu Jianhan raised his eyes and looked in another direction. He seemed to have seen something interesting. He slowly wiped his sleeves and sighed, "Now, I have to clean up the trespassing bugs."

Why is it that you refuse to listen?

"This trip is really not wrong! I guessed that the long-lost Chi Xiaolian might be in Zixun Mountain!" The female cultivator dressed in the uniform of Cheng Yunzong's disciple rushed into the secret room, and on the white jade platform in front of her, There is a colorful rainbow floating in the air.

"The practice of Chi Xiao is the most suitable for my kung fu, and please let me go..." the female cultivator smiled gracefully, and said pitifully.

"But Junior Sister Zhu, agree that the things in this secret room belong to me. You are not being kind!" The burly man stood up dissatisfied.

Normally, he would have nodded in agreement because of Jiao Didi's junior sister's soft request, but now they are exploring Yu Jianzun's treasure place - the friendship of the same family is not enough for rare treasures.

A trace of hostility flashed in the female cultivator's eyes, but it was suppressed quickly. She lowered her head slightly, revealing her fragile and white neck, with an aggrieved look: "There are 13 of us in total, but there are only nine secret rooms in total. Senior brother doesn't think so. Is this so unfair?"

The burly man had contempt in his eyes, and his tone was particularly blunt: "So naturally the strong are respected, I wish my junior sister's cultivation is not as good as mine, and I can't get treasures, who can blame this?"

As soon as the words fell, the man felt a chill in his throat, and then he felt severe pain, and he saw bright red blood gushing out.

He didn't seem to have reacted yet, he just stared wide-eyed in horror, covered his neck with his hands, panted heavily with a "ho ho" in his throat, and fell straight back.

The disciples behind were startled by such a sudden change, some timid ones had already screamed.

Unexpectedly, the nearly transparent silver thread was dormant in the dark like a poisonous snake, and it had already approached their necks silently, and then twisted fiercely, pulling and tearing.

For a moment, blood stained the entire chamber red.

But seeing the soft and weak female cultivator wiped the blood-stained silver thread lightly with her downcast eyes, a smile that was sure to win appeared on her pretty face.

There were still a few people around, and they stood calmly as if they had expected it a long time ago, indifferent to the tragedy, but one of the handsome male cultivators looked at his blood-stained clothes with a slight frown, and seemed a little dissatisfied.

Zhu Yu's voice was still gentle and graceful, she smiled and said: "Brothers, there are only nine of us left now, and each of us has one magic weapon, which is just right."

The remaining eight people looked at each other, a dark color flashed in their eyes, and they also smiled slowly.

Indeed, just right.

After a while, only the handsome male cultivator slowly walked out of the secret room.But at this time, not only was his clothes stained with blood, but his whole body was splashed with blood, and his white clothes were stained with blood.

The male cultivator frowned and glanced at him, but sighed in a feigned manner.

It's really troublesome, I can't use the dust-cleaning formula in this weird place, so I can only continue walking with this terrible appearance.

But when he thought of the nine artifacts he had collected just now, his mood brightened again, and his steps were light, but he walked straight to the last stone gate.

Unexpectedly, after the stone door rumbled open, what was waiting behind the door was not the exit as imagined, but a few familiar faces.

Each sect sent about fifty or sixty elite disciples. After entering Zixun Mountain for the first time and finding the secret room in the cave in the poisonous miasma, they divided into five teams and searched along the forked roads.

The male disciple thought that only his team had found the right direction, but it seems——

He glanced around the mottled blood on everyone's face and body, and he had the answer in his heart.

I'm afraid everyone has their own gains.

Several people saw him coming out from the fifth stone gate, their eyes were alert, but they greeted him with friendly smiles: "Friend Mu Daoist, you are here too."

If one ignores the long sword that is still dripping with blood in his hand, this scene is a scene of brothers and sisters respecting each other.

After carefully looking at that person for a moment, the smile in Mu Yu's eyes deepened, but his heart became more vigilant - presumably everyone passed in the same way, cutting grass and roots, leaving no room for it.

But before they continued to chat hypocritically, the harmony on the surface was broken by an unbelievable shout.

"Yu Jianzun!" One person screamed, he swallowed with difficulty, and said, "This..."

Before he knew it, there was a figure in white clothes quietly in the closed cave.

With a beautiful appearance and a tall and tall body, he is actually the owner of this place——Yu Jianhan!

"Why are you nervous? Yu Jianzun has already entered the Eastern Paradise Sea. If he was here, would we still be able to get here?" The fiery female cultivator finally managed to restrain her beating heart. She found an explanation for herself and became stronger. Bold, rolled his eyes impatiently.

She stared at the figure in white, and raised the corners of her lips, "I see, this is a phantom left by Yu Jianzun to protect Zixun's treasure."

"Yu Jianhan" seemed to turn a deaf ear to their discussion, but still said gently: "I'm glad you all passed my test. Now, I will take you to the last secret room."

Sure enough, it was the consciousness that was set up first.

Everyone's hearts hanging in their throats finally fell back into their stomachs, and the person who was flustered before also breathed a sigh of relief. When he heard "the last secret room", he glanced at the people around him secretly, and made plans in his mind again.

Naturally, the others are not vegetarians either. The blood on their clothes is still wet, and the cold light on their blades is still cold. Although they have smiles on their faces, there are knives hidden in their stomachs.

It's just butchers with ulterior motives, smirking and flattering each other.

"Then, please..." The handsome man smiled modestly, and he made an inviting gesture to let everyone follow Yu Jianhan first.

Behind is the best place to start.

The female cultivator glanced at him with a half-smile, but followed him gracefully without hesitation.

In the face of absolute strength, Huahuachangzi is useless at all.

The last carved stone door slowly opened, Yu Jianhan walked in slowly, and the people behind followed one after another.This secret room is no different from the previous ones - there are huge stone walls several meters high on all sides, but there is nothing in the empty room.

Shouldn't the last secret room be the most precious and rare treasure?

Several people looked at each other, and they all saw doubts in each other's eyes.

"Yu Jianzun, I don't know what to explain here?" The irritable monk seemed to have forgotten that the person in front of him was just "spiritual consciousness". He frowned and asked in a rough voice.

Unexpectedly, "Yu Jianhan" followed his question and answered it.

He laughed slowly: "Here..."

After a slight pause, Yu Jianhan put off his tricks, and when everyone's curious eyes came over, the smile on his lips deepened.

Zheng——

Xi Lai pulled out the sheath slightly, and politely satisfied everyone's curiosity: "No one can solve it."

When the stone door slowly opened again, Yu Jianhan came out in a good mood, pressing the qi on his waist.

He walked slowly in one direction, put his hand on the hilt of Xilai's sword unintentionally, and knocked carelessly, with a gentle smile on his brow and eyes.

At this time, the faintly gathered black air lingered on his skirt and cuffs again, and fell on the cloth, turning into thick mottled bloodstains again.

If you are greedy, you will get nothing.

But for such a simple truth, it is really troublesome to let him teach it in person.

When Xie Chi rushed over with the wooden box in his hands, he saw that the man's white clothes were completely stained with blood.

All the puppets were cleaned up and disposed of by him as soon as he unlocked the ghost killing realm. Now in the empty street, there is only one figure sitting alone on the stone steps in front of the door.

Yu Jianzun was like a well-behaved child, he sat quietly in a corner, waiting for his elders to find him and go home.

Slowly approaching that person, for some reason, Xie Chi felt a sore feeling in his heart again - it was as if such a scene had happened thousands of times.

Obviously he had never been expected, but he always felt that there was someone waiting for him all the time.

Seeing that Xie Xie came late, Yu Jianhan's eyes lighted up slightly, like a candlelight suddenly ignited in the dark night.He struggled to get up, but unexpectedly, he lost his strength and staggered back to the original place again.

He stared blankly at his palm, seemed a little troubled, but still raised his head, frowned, and smiled apologetically at Xie Chi.

Xie Chi saw the bright red blood spreading from his palm again, he didn't care about anything else, he hurried forward, put the wooden box aside, took out the wound medicine and the towel, and lowered his eyes to carefully clean the wound for Yu Jianhan .

"Yu Jianhan, we were all wrong..." Xie Chi held the man's hand with the medicine, and a wound across half of his palm was reflected in his eyes and burned into his heart.

He wrapped the bandages carefully, and said in a shy voice: "I said before that the ghost-slaying realm breaking and the resentful ghost's encirclement breaking have the same result--the unjust souls will be wiped out and cannot be reincarnated."

The powdered medicine was applied to the wound, and the bandage was wrapped.There were tears in his eyes, but he laughed again, but he carefully opened the old wooden box, and slowly showed it to the person in front of him.

Looking at the objects in between, his eyes softened.

"But we all misunderstood. The master here did not intend to set up evil spirits to kill."

Inside the box is a red blood jade flute.

"He was going to save them."

Yu Jianhan followed his gaze, and saw that the blood jade-like flute was full of aura, but there were bloodstains like spider webs on it, as if fresh blood had soaked into it after it was broken.

"This is... a spiritual weapon?" Yu Jianhan frowned slightly, uncertain.

Xie Chi looked at it, and said slowly: "Yes, this is a very good spiritual weapon. After the Zhaojia Village was slaughtered, someone must have used the spirit killing array. Did you know that there is a ghost hidden in this ghost killing environment?" The Soul Condensation Formation, and this flute is the heart of the Soul Concentration Formation..."

"We were all wrong. The people who set up the Ghost Killing Realm didn't intend to kill people, but to use this cage to trap scattered souls and gather their souls again."

Xie Chi didn't know whether he should be lucky or sad: "I just read it, if you forcefully break the ghost killing environment, all the impact will be transferred to this blood flute, and the resentful souls in Zhaojia Village will not be defeated, and they will have a chance to reincarnate .”

"he made it."

He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he just sighed and laughed: "That man saved them."

Yu Jianhan looked at the flute in a daze, as if everything in the mist could be connected by it.

There was a long silence, but under Xie Chi's gaze, the Kyushu Sword Master showed an extremely tired expression.

He closed his eyes, and his voice was a little hoarse: "This flute is a spirit deer bone flute, or -- Chiwei flute."

Yu Jianzun opened his eyes again, with sarcasm and sadness in his eyes: "I think I know why they attacked Zhaojiacun."

He looked into Xie Chi's eyes and said seriously: "If that's the case, Fo'en Temple, Chengyunzong... I'm afraid they are not innocent."

The truth is far more cruel than today, Axie, are you ready?