Stupid beauty doesn't want to be a demon

Meng Xiangyang wanted to hug Xi Feiluan's thigh with snot and tears, and his hands passed through like phantoms again and again. Meng Xiangyang saw that he couldn't hold him anyway, and was even more sad. Tears flowed down as soon as he said it, like opening a gate It dripped down like water: "How can I explain this to Master... Wuwuwu my good junior brother, you are only a teenager, how can you be in such a catastrophe, God is not fair!!!"

Sadness washed away his fear, he cried and raised his head abruptly, the evil came from his guts, he rushed forward and grabbed the collar of the ghost master, and found that he could touch the real body, he shook it desperately even if he didn't want to He said: "You return my junior brother who is as beautiful as a flower! Return it!"

Ghost Lord: "..." That's in full bloom.

The bone chair swayed with the two of them, and the white bones fell down the bone mountain with a clatter. The pale and cold face of the ghost master gradually cracked. Just relieve yourself in your blood pool!"

The ghost master's eyes were filled with anger, he turned his head to look at Xi Feiluan who was trying to pull Meng Xiangyang back but couldn't touch the real body: "Take your people and leave the ghosts!"

The voice fell like a heavy hammer, and in an instant, a gust of wind rose, and Xi Feiluan was dizzy and dizzy, as if a giant hand had thrown him high, and then fell suddenly, the whistling wind poured into his ears, before his eyes There was a sudden light, he staggered to the ground, he managed to open his eyes, the surrounding wind was strong, he was standing in a pitch-black place, countless human souls glowing with white light flowed past him, like fish swimming in the seabed, With the gust of wind, it rushed upwards.

And those human souls are being chased by some black cloud-like things. Once the speed of the human soul slows down, the black cloud will immediately wrap the human soul. Before Xi Feiluan could understand what was going on, a human soul rushed in front of him , the long tail of light behind it has been stained by the black cloud, and it stretched out its hand towards Xi Feiluan ferociously, but the black cloud stretched out countless tentacles to wrap it in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, the human soul disappeared into the black cloud middle.

Xi Feiluan stared blankly at those strange scenes, just now the human soul seemed to make a few mouth movements to him.

save him!

Xi Feiluan raised his head suddenly, he couldn't see the sky and the earth here, the endless black clouds were breeding and growing here, as if they were going to devour everything in the sky and the earth.

Where is Meng Xiangyang?

His eyes swept over countless shining human souls, and in the distance covered by the black clouds, he saw a figure huddled in a corner. Meng Xiangyang's soul was much brighter than the other souls, and it also glowed reddish. Xi Feiluan was very happy. Stepping towards him, Meng Xiangyang saw him, bounced up from the corner and flew towards here quickly, at this moment a group of black clouds suddenly rushed towards Meng Xiangyang's soul, Xi Feiluan's heart was shocked, and suddenly felt a force As if calling him, at the same time a golden light burst out suddenly, the surrounding wind stopped, and the floating black clouds receded like a tide.

The light also faded after an instant, Meng Xiangyang rushed over, but still couldn't touch Xi Feiluan, and couldn't make a sound, Xi Feiluan saw him lip-syncing to him in a panic, but Meng Xiangyang's words were too messy, Xi Feiluan couldn't understand, so he could only try to comfort him: "Don't be afraid, follow me."

Then, he looked around, without the cover of the black cloud, the real face of this place was briefly revealed, the uneven land was under his feet, and a little mountain wall was faintly exposed in front of him, it seemed that this place was at the bottom of the cliff.There was a huge gap in the ground in front of it, and it was so dark that nothing could be seen inside. Countless translucent human souls flew out of the gap and fled to the top.

And in the mound in front of the gap, there is a dusty sword stuck.

Xi Feiluan's eyes fell on the sword, which was slightly wider than his Unstained Sword, without a scabbard, and covered with dust, it could not see its original appearance at all.

He was about to go over to have a look, when the wind picked up, Meng Xiangyang shrank beside him, and the surrounding black clouds surged again.At the same time, dull voices sounded from all directions, like whimpering wind, or howling human voices.

"I hate it--"

The black mist slowly surged up.

"I hate it--"

Xi Feiluan's eyes moved slightly, and he quickly said to Meng Xiangyang: "Stay where you are."

"I hate it--"

Ignoring the voice, Xi Feiluan strode towards the sword, a blazing flame burned in his heart when he saw the sword, he didn't know what it was, but the sword gave him a very familiar feeling It feels like he forgot something, something crucial...

He wants to remember, he wants to break this predicament.

Xi Feiluan's hand grasped the hilt of the sword, and the cool metallic feeling spread into his palm.

The dust on the sword fell, and the sword hummed slightly in his hand. He lifted it vigorously, and the sword, which had been covered in dust for an unknown period of time, burst into light again.

Those black mist were shaken by the light, but when they retreated to the extreme, they suddenly counterattacked him and Meng Xiangyang. Xi Feiluan leaned over with his sword in his hand, kicked his toes on the ground, and the purple energy on the nameless sword in his hand surged and entangled. He squatted down with his head in his arms, and the violent demonic aura swept away as Xi Feiluan raised his sword to sweep away in all directions. The black air and the demonic aura were intertwined, and did not spread again, and the sound also stopped.

With the horizontal sword in front of him, Xi Feiluan took a look at the devilish energy on the blade, and wondered, what kind of sword is this?Appearing at the bottom of this abyss for no reason, with devilish energy attached, obviously he didn't use any magic power...

A stern light shone on the pitch-black blade.

Xi Feiluan didn't care about that much anymore, he looked at Meng Xiangyang who looked panic-stricken, the light of Meng Xiangyang's soul became more and more dim, like a candle that was about to run out of oil.

If nothing else happens, both he and Meng Xiangyang were sent up by the ghost master through that crack, so here is...

The bottom of the ghost abyss that no one has ever stepped on.

Xi Feiluan has always been in a human body when he was a ghost and after he came up, but Meng Xiangyang's soul has left his body. It is very dangerous to be in this ghost abyss that is said to be able to eliminate human souls.

——It stands to reason that the human body is also dangerous, but for some reason, the black energy doesn't seem to be able to hurt him.

Meng Xiangyang was chattering about something beside him, mostly about where we are and what's going on.

Xi Feiluan: "We are in the Ghost Abyss."

Meng Xiangyang was taken aback, and looked at him with his mouth half open, as if he couldn't believe it.

"Who sent you into the ghost?" Xi Feiluan just asked, then remembered that his soul could not make a sound, and asked: "Did they leave a way for you to return your soul to your body?"

Meng Xiangyang shook his head repeatedly.

Xi Feiluan frowned, and looked up in the wind. The black clouds on the top were thick, and it was impossible to see where the top of the abyss was. It was almost impossible for Meng Xiangyang to go through the black clouds and return to his body .

Unless the people guarding Meng Xiangyang over there cast the soul-returning technique beside him, Meng Xiangyang could safely wake up in an instant.

Can only wait.

But the surrounding black air was so thick that Meng Xiangyang's soul and body couldn't afford to wait.

Just as he was thinking, a few beams of light suddenly burst out from the black air on the top, illuminating the bottom for a few breaths, and then disappeared.

A few small things fell from the black clouds and rolled down to Xi Feiluan's feet. He picked them up and saw that they were small wooden beads whose surface had been charred and blackened, and a few characters could be vaguely seen on them.

Xi Feiluan discerned the words on it.

Zhu, Xing, Wu...

Xi Feiluan shivered suddenly, the beads fell from his fingers, at the same time, the sword in his hand became slightly hot, and something suddenly appeared in Xi Feiluan's mind.

"All actions are impermanent, all outflows are suffering, all dharmas have no self, and Nirvana is peaceful."

In the blurry and messy picture, who is he thinking about.

"All things are impermanent, which means that everything in the world changes with time, whether it is living or dead."

"Impossible, I won't change." A vague voice interrupted him.

Xi Feiluan saw a warm bonfire in the picture, he stood by the fire, holding a book in his hand, raised his head and looked at the person on the other side of the fire: "You should be the most fickle one."

Xi Feiluan tried hard to see the person in the reflection of his pupils, but all he could see was the bright, dancing bonfire.

"Well, I'm fickle, what about you, what are you doing here?"

What am I here for?

It seems that there is a light shining into Xi Feiluan's chaotic mind, clearing away the fog, trying to dig out his most real secret.

Yeah, what am I doing here?

Xi Feiluan slowly lowered his head, looking at the unfamiliar long sword in his hand.

Why did you come here, why did you stand here, why did you pick up this sword?

The clear voice of the sky sounded from the moment the fog suddenly cleared, and Xi Feiluan felt as if his consciousness had left the bottom of the abyss and the land. He stood on the high sky, overlooking the devastated land.

The people on the ground rushed forward like ants, the barrier of the ghost abyss was completely shattered, and the thick black air spread out of the abyss, like a villain who had been imprisoned for many years, and ruthlessly dropped his hatchet on the creatures on the ground.

Those small and fragile creatures, one by one, drained their spiritual power, and were submerged in the black mist one by one, but someone always rushed up again, pulling up the spiritual power net that had almost collapsed.

"Xiao Zhao! Ask someone to set up the eight-gan formation!" On the edge of the abyss surging with black mist, Wen Chengxian's body was filled with the white light of burning spiritual power. After a while, he lost his demeanor and yelled at Qin Zhao who was in the distance.

Qin Zhaogang wanted to help away a disciple who had fainted due to exhaustion of spiritual power, and his back froze slightly when he heard this, but Wen Chengxian did not spoil him this time: "I know there is someone left behind by your father in your sect." Array, don't hide!"

Qin Zhao turned around suddenly, his face froze: "Should we...don't wait for that Huanqi Palace disciple anymore?"

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I wrote a bit stuck today, I will update it later