Don't fall in love with a pig killer!

The group led by Yu Suqing soon stood in front of Wuling Mountain, except for a few disciples who traveled far away, all the members of the sect were present.

Xie Qiushi looked at them with his arms folded, jumped up again, found a tree and climbed up, still feeling uncomfortable, finally found the tallest stone, leaped up, stood on the top and looked down at the crowd.

Xie Xianjun cleared his throat, and said, "Disciples and grandchildren of the Wuling sect, I have stayed in Wuling for several months. Although you didn't take good care of you, I am magnanimous and have already spared you."

Everyone in Wuling: "..."

Xie Qiushi ignored their colorful faces, and continued: "It's a pity that there is always a banquet in the world. With Qin Lingche's imperial order, I have no choice but to say goodbye to you. Before I leave, there is one thing I have to order you to do."

Yu Suqing took a step forward, bowed and said, "Let's follow the order of the fairy."

Xie Qiushi nodded and said, "Feng Shan."

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Seal the mountain." Xie Qiushi repeated word by word.

Wuling disciples were in an uproar.

"Immortal Monarch," Yu Suqing said anxiously, "the ancestors of Wuling did have a large formation to protect the mountain, but once the formation is activated, Wuling will be isolated from the world until the end of a hundred years..."

"It doesn't take a hundred years." Xie Qiushi tapped his toes, and suddenly jumped down from the Zhenshan stone engraved with the big protective formation. Everyone saw him stop in mid-air like a cloud, pulled out the folding fan at his waist, and carved a picture on the big stone with flowing clouds and flowing water. The four characters of "Wuling Taoyuan" are elegant and unrestrained. When the last stroke was made, Xie Xianjun himself fell to the ground like a crane in the clouds.

A gleam of golden light flashed on the four big characters, and then disappeared again. Xie Qiushi dusted off the stone dust on his clothes, and said: "I have left immortal power on this stele. You can break the stele, and after a year, the stele will be on its own." Stand up, then Wuling will reappear in the world."

Everyone was stunned, at this time Ling Jing suddenly asked: "Xianjun, what are you going to do this year?"

The noisy mountain suddenly fell silent, and all Wuling disciples looked at Xie Qiushi, waiting for his answer.

"I want to settle all these things." Xie Qiushi didn't shy away from them, and said bluntly, "Qin Lingche's plan to destroy Taoyuan Village is probably to cut off the way of ghosts. According to his temperament, as long as there is a ghost in the world, Will not let it go."

"Jun Tiandao is still alive, I'm afraid there will be a fierce battle..." Yu Suqing said, "Since this is the case, I, Wuling, shouldn't have run away."

The Juntian Dao is the number one way in the ghost world, gathering nearly half of the ghosts and monsters. It has invaded the heavens at the top, and played with the authority of the mortal world. It is rumored that "the righteous monks are unable to give birth to the Juntian", although it is a bit exaggerated, but it is also true. Let people know its danger.

Xie Qiushi frowned when he heard the words: "You bastards, even if you go, what's the use?"

Yu Suqing was speechless.

"If the Emperor of Heaven wants to attack Juntian, apart from me, he will also prepare an invincible heavenly army," Xie Xianjun said slowly, "Anyone in there can crush all of you to death."

There were still some people below who wanted to protest, Xie Qiushi waved his hand to shut them up, and continued: "I don't care about the loss of the heavenly soldiers and generals, but I care about you."

All sounds stopped.

The mountain wind blew past, and Wuling Mountain fell into a long silence.

Xie Qiushi murmured in distaste: "You are stupid, you have no talent, you have no guts. In the playbook, people like you often die the fastest."

Everyone in Wuling: "..."

"It's my job to kill the ghost clan. You have all offered treasures and bribed me. If you die because of my job again, it will damage my morality." Xie Qiushi shook his fan lightly, lightly and authentically, "Since I'm going to fight hard, I can't leave any worries behind. Do you understand?"

He raised his voice, put away the folding fan, pointed the bones of the fan at the disciples of Wuling, and clicked them one by one from east to west, sternly:

"No one's gonna die until I'm done with this shitty job. Get that?"

It was a moonless night, as if the moonlight had been frightened away by the rare and quiet fairy gate.

Everyone in Wuling has already started to take care of their affairs, preparing to call back the disciples who traveled abroad. The closure of the mountain is scheduled for ten days later. Although Xie Qiushi is not in tune, it is rare for the old god to be on the ground crossing his legs and thinking.

It didn't take long for him to feel bored, and he walked to the cliff where the daytime meeting was held, stroked the big stone that he had personally inscribed, and sat down leaning against the stone wall.

Xie Xianjun closed his eyes and calmed down, then suddenly said: "It's already this time, why don't you come out to meet me?"

The familiar sound of the wind hovered over his shoulders, and the next moment, Yan Chicheng in black appeared in front of him.

This time he was finally able to take a closer look at the person in front of him, only to see that Yan Chicheng was as handsome as before, with handsome and attractive features, but his hands were as withered and gloomy as dead wood.

"I forgot," Xie Qiushi said softly, "If you want to leave the Asura Way, you have to give up something. That's why you don't want me to see you, right?"

Yan Chicheng didn't speak, just raised his hand, his cold and stiff fingertips slowly brushed against Xie Qiushi's eye sockets.

Xie Xianjun smiled and said, "I'm not crying now."

"You are not happy anymore," Yan Chicheng stared at him, and said, "I brought you to Wuling to make you happy. I will give you whatever you want, and I also want to make you happy."

"I know." Xie Qiushi raised his head, looked at him blankly, and said, "Now I know what I want and what I want to do."

Yan Chicheng asked him in a low voice: "What do you want to do?"

"I want to live in Wuling." Xie Qiushi looked at the stacked houses not far away, "build houses and tombs in it, and teach many apprentices in it-the four seasons are like spring, there are no immortals and ghosts, There are only peaches that can’t be eaten, peach blossoms that can’t be seen, and children who help me beat my legs——I want to go in and bury myself, and then I won’t care about the trash outside.”

Yan Chicheng listened quietly, without commenting, and raised his eyebrows lightly after he finished speaking, leaned forward, hugged him and asked, "What about me?"

Xie Qiushi laughed at his appearance, and cursed: "Who cares about you?" After a pause, he curled his lips and said: "You are not obedient, and you like to bully and persecute me. Wait until I cut this stone , sink to the ground, and spend the rest of my life in the valley with my disciples and grandchildren, you will never find me again, and of course Qin Lingche can't find me either, I'll get a good night's sleep right away, and soon forget all of you .”

After he finished speaking, he pursed his lips tightly and stared intently at Yan Chicheng's eyes. As long as there was even the slightest bit of dissatisfaction in his eyes, he planned to walk away, and he might even have a big fight with Yan Chicheng before leaving.

Yan Chicheng stared at him, and after a while, he also smiled: "Really?"

Xie Qiushi turned his eyes and glanced around, but did not answer, but the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

Yan Xiao hugged his waist, her long hair hung down, rubbing against his skin like a veil, making him itchy: "Xie Qiushi, don't you want me?"