After the battle to damage the Immortal Venerable to prove the ruthless way

Yan Zizhi, who returned to Bishan, arranged a task for Xiang Jiurong.

He tapped the fat cat outside with his hand.

"Go and communicate with him, where is the oracle platform?"

Xiang Jiurong: "???"

This young master communicated with him?If I don't fight with him, this young master is giving you face.

But what to do?This young master is a madman who spoils his wife.

Apart from doing what the ex-wife said, the young master will never have other thoughts.

So one bird and one meow, another heated debate started outside the window.

The black bird spread its wings: "chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp!"

"Hey, you fat cat, tell me where the oracle is!"

The orange cat stretched lazily, bent its head, and licked its paws.

"Meow meow meow."

"Hmph, I'm not going to tell you about the bird."

Xiang Jiurong became anxious, and his tone became more serious.

"Don't toast, don't eat fine wine! This young master tells you, if you don't tell me where the oracle is, I will pluck all the hairs on your body one by one!"

"Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow!"

Maomao refused.

stupid birds.

Xiang Jiurong was attacked by a cat.

The majestic young master of the demon clan was attacked by a cat.

Scholars can bear it, what can't bear it.

Xiang Jiurong spread his wings, his body swelled several times, and then...

"This young master is warning you for the last time, hurry up and tell me where the oracle is, don't force me...kneel down and beg you..."

"Meow meow meow?"

Well, for the sake of begging Ben Meow sincerely, Ben Meow will tell you mercifully.

"Meow meow, meow meow meow meow!"

After a cat-and-bird exchange, Xiang Jiurong returned to the house triumphantly.

"The fat cat said that the oracle platform is on the shortest mountain peak of the Taiwei Sect. It may be because the platform is too heavy, so the mountain cannot rise up. But don't believe this cat's words too much. Everyone thinks it's the same weight as it."

Xiang Jiurong took a sip of water and continued: "There are no guards at the oracle platform, and ordinary disciples would not go to that place. After all, if there is no weapon spirit, they may not even be able to pass through the barrier."

"So there is an enchantment?"

Yan Zizhi turned the streamer umbrella in his hand, and a sharp devilish energy swirled along the umbrella body.

If you want to forcibly break through the enchantment set up by the gods, you have to rely on demon energy. ?

It just so happens that the streamer umbrella is a very handy magic weapon.

A quarter of an hour later, the figures of Xiang Jiurong and Yan Zizhi appeared on the shortest hill of the entire Taiwei Sect.

only……

Yan Zizhi turned his head to look at Xiang Jiurong, with the word speechless written all over his face.

It was agreed that there would be no guards.

There are at least three or four thousand people in front of me, could it be that the disciples of the entire Taiwei Sect have come?There is a large piece of water-blue Taoist uniform wearing white plain onyx. Those who didn't know it thought it was snowing on this mountain.

Standing at the forefront were Lin Jingfeng and several Taiwei elders.

With this posture, everyone has a serious face, even the beard on the elder's chin is straight and straight. They are not here to ask questions, but what are they here for?

Xiang Jiurong looked up to the sky and let out a long cry.

"It was the fat cat who hurt me..."

Then he drew out the demon knife and grabbed it in front of his chest, entering the one-on-one-hundred mode.

Yan Zizhi had already expected this situation.

He simply opened the streamer umbrella very calmly, held the umbrella like this, shook it step by step, and walked forward slowly.

It's just that every time you walk through a place, there will be a kind of spiritual power fluctuation like water ripples.

Following his footsteps, it was like stepping on water.

Silent but intimidating.

"Who is going to stop me?"

Yan Zizhi doesn't like nonsense.

His gaze swept over the crowd in front of him, and landed on a blue figure in the crowd like a dragonfly.

Eyes like torches.

The figure shrank back, but was pulled back by the elder standing in front of him.

"Han Shuang, you are here to testify, is it this monster who slaughtered other senior brothers!"

Xiaobugui: "...to be your ghost certificate."

He just wants to quietly hide behind the crowd and make a fuss, can't he?

Before Xiaobugui could speak, Yan Zizhi seemed to have seen through his tricks.

With a cold snort, "If there is any dirty water, pour it all together. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."

"You! How dare you! You don't care about my Taiwei faction so much! Ji Yunzhi, do you think that the crooked way you practice is the smooth path to immortality? Today I will beat you back to your original form!"

The elder hadn't finished speaking when he was greeted by a silent, evil spirit.

Because the evil spirit has not been born for a long time, most cultivators know nothing about the evil spirit.

Even if he is an elder of the Taiwei Sect, he may not be able to escape the blow of Yan Zizhi who is in the transformation stage.

At this critical moment, a white chrysanthemum stood in front of the elder.

Seeing the white chrysanthemum, Yan Zizhi was a little dazed.

In front of Linyuan's mausoleum, there is also a large field of white chrysanthemums.

In this moment of trance, Lin Jingfeng had already stepped between the elder and Yan Zizhi.

Blocked Yan Zizhi's attack route.

It also quietly dispelled the evil spirit.

Without letting anyone notice.

Yan Zizhi narrowed his eyes.

Unexpectedly, this move was with Lin Jingfeng.

With the palm of his right hand facing the ground, he slowly raised a breath of evil spirit.

The cinnabar formations drawn on various hilltops before began to have a little resonance with me.

To deal with Lin Jingfeng, one must hit it with one blow.

Otherwise, there is no chance of winning.

Xiang Jiurong, holding the demon sword in his hand, was eager to try: "My ex-wife is going to make a big move soon."

Just when the formation was about to be completed, a mountain suddenly lost its sense like a kite with a broken string.

The entire formation suddenly fell apart.

Yan Zizhi: "..."

Hold on tight, don't panic.

He controlled his emotions and raised his eyelids.

He looked coldly at Lin Jingfeng in front of him: "Are you here to stop me?"

Hold on tight, you can't lose momentum.

Some tense smell quietly rose in the air.

next moment.

Lin Jingfeng took a step back, and handed the white chrysanthemum in his hand to Yan Zizhi with a smile.

"I'm not here to stop you, I'm here to send you to the oracle."

Xiang Jiurong: "?"

Is this old man so kind?When something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

Yan Zizhi stood there without moving.

He didn't take the white chrysanthemum either.

He just looked at Lin Jingfeng with Gujing Wubo's eyes.

"Some things that shouldn't have appeared in the realm of demons and ghosts are my fault. You and the celestial venerable turned the tide. You should have been on this oracle platform."

Lin Jingfeng's tone did not seem to be fake.

The white chrysanthemum he held in his hand turned into a myriad of brilliance, fell in Yan Zizhi's palm, and gradually turned into a beating flame.

It is a spirit.

"Take it up and bring the Immortal Venerable back."

Lin Jingfeng patted Yan Zizhi's shoulder heavily, like a kind old man who placed great expectations on his future generations.

In fact, this young man is older than his age.

But for some unknown reason, Lin Jingfeng looked the oldest.

Without saying a word, Yan Zizhi put the Qi Ling in his palm.

Lin Jingfeng took a step back, and thousands of Taiwei Sect disciples gave way.

Yan Zizhi held the spirit weapon, ignoring both sides of the road, with amazed, envious, jealous, or resentful eyes.

Step by step, stepping on the spiritual power and holding the streamer umbrella, he walked up to the oracle platform.

Going to the oracle platform was too smooth, which was beyond his expectation.

It's just that on the oracle platform, it's not as beautiful as imagined.

Among the thousands of Taiwei sect disciples standing outside, some of them have experienced the scene of Linyuan going up to the oracle platform.

At that time, the sun was shining in the sky, and the phoenixes and phoenixes were singing in harmony on the entire oracle platform, which was a good omen.

But at this moment, from Yan Zizhi's first step, there are dark clouds and thunder billowing.

Lightning struck Yan Zizhi's feet one after another.

Every step he takes, lightning strikes him.

It seemed to be warning him not to go up.

Yan Zizhi held the spirit weapon in one hand, and the streaming umbrella in the other, as if strolling in the courtyard.

Did not stop.

"What's going on? Is Ji Yunzhi really a demon? Why did the oracle react like this?"

"Master, we should stop him!"

An elder gestured to Lin Jingfeng with his fists clenched.

These voices of objection and doubts were all suppressed by Lin Jingfeng's raised hand.

All kinds of scenes will appear on the oracle platform, all of which are destiny.

Whether it is a demon or a cultivator, as long as he holds the spirit weapon, he is eligible to go to the oracle.

But now, Lin Yuan died.

If there is only one person in this world who can bring Lin Yuan back, it is "Ji Yunzhi" in front of him.

Lin Jingfeng didn't know who was hiding under Ji Yunzhi's skin.

But he knew that the only person who could bring Lin Yuan back was him.

Do not ask.

To ask is to love.

After seeing the little fox who came back from the dead, he suddenly remembered a past event.

No one knew that hundreds of years ago, he also walked up to the oracle stage like a madman, asking for the oracle incessantly, hoping to return the little fox to him.

However, he couldn't do it in the end.

If you want to bring a person's soul back from the Netherworld, you need that person to die willingly.

That person needs to have a desire to survive.

And when the little fox died, he absolutely grieved and had no desire to survive.

It is completely different from Linyuan.

In short, Xianzun is happier than himself.

Lin Jingfeng touched his head, thinking, probably his memory was lost when his brain was smashed when he trespassed on the oracle platform.

Every time Yan Zizhi took a step forward, the oracle would warn him once.

Until Yan Zizhi stood in the middle of the stage.

The thickest lightning fell on the streaming umbrella, Yan Zizhi moved his fingers slightly, put away the streaming umbrella, and spun the umbrella in the air.

The lightning pillar connected to the tip of the umbrella from the sky, like a crackling electrified long whip, was ruthlessly thrown on the oracle platform by this series of actions.

This is called, with the other's law, return to the other body.

The majestic and dignified oracle platform was struck with a deep scorched black mark by the lightning that represented punishment.

Oracle Platform: "..."

Why doesn't this person play his cards according to the routine?

Dare to sneak attack on the oracle platform, do you still want an answer?

In order to prove his dignity, the oracle station cleared his throat: "Who are you, whoever damages me, I will abandon it."

Yan Zizhi held the streaming umbrella with his fingertips and twisted it around in his hand.

With a frost knife in the language: "How to enter the Netherworld?"

Oracle Platform: "..."

Do you think I'll answer you if you ask me that?

Humph.

Seeing no one answered, Yan Zizhi raised an eyebrow.

The streamer umbrella was unfolded again, and the turbulent evil spirit flowed from the umbrella onto the stage.

It spread along the gap where it was whipped just now.

It was just a slightly scorched ground fissure suddenly shattered into several feet.

"The deity will say it one last time."

"How to enter the Netherworld, how to find his three souls and seven souls?"

Oracle Platform: "..."

I am a dignified platform, so I won't say it!

"Crash" sounded.

The four Optimus Primes on the oracle platform collapsed suddenly, causing a large cloud of flying smoke.

The people watching the battle outside felt dazzled.

It seems to see nothing, and it seems to see everything.

Why did this Ji Yunzhi get into a fight with a table?

Didn't you ask the oracle?

How does it feel like the oracle is begging him.

Sure enough, after the four Optimus Primes collapsed, a milky white figure suddenly condensed on the oracle platform.

Fluttering, like a fairy old man in white.

But because it is too transparent, people can't see the face clearly.

The old man waved his hand at Yan Zizhi: "Okay, okay, stop beating, I will tell you whatever you want to ask."?

With such an old bone, he managed to take shape in the human world and turned into an oracle platform to receive the worship of all living beings.

This time, it was almost destroyed by the big devil in front of him.

The kid who came over last time was very respectful.

Although it seemed that the brows and eyes were a little distant, at least they hadn't fought like this before.

Those who can still beat him have to be transformed into their own bodies.

It's really scary.

"How to bring him back from the dead?"

Yan Zizhi's eyes were not moved at all by the appearance of the oracle platform.

There was only one question in his mind.

Everything else has nothing to do with him.

"This... secret must not be leaked."

The old man pretended to be mysterious.

Then a flash of lightning hit the old man's incorporeal body, and the white body that was pulled out was almost disintegrated and condensed again.

Before Yan Zizhi could speak, the old man hurriedly continued: "Just find his three souls and seven souls!"

"How to find it?"

"The three souls will usually float out of the body at the moment of death. You only need to take his life lamp to the place where he died, read three sentences, and when the soul returns, light the life lamp again. If there is no accident, the three souls will die." will return to the lamp of life."

"An accident?"

"That's another story."

"It's just that the most important thing is to find the seven souls. The three souls can return to the life lamp, but you need to find the seven souls yourself."

"The seven souls of a person correspond to the seven sufferings in the world. It is the meeting of resentment and hatred, separation of love, and not being able to seek. Among them, the meeting of resentment and hatred, separation of love is the six sufferings, and not being able to seek is the last suffering. You need to hold the lamp of life and go away. The road he walked, the place he passed by, and the place where he went through every hardship, looking for his soul."

The old man paused for a moment, then continued: "It's just that if you're lucky, maybe the three souls of resentment and hatred, or the three souls of love and separation will be together. Everything depends on your fate with him."

Yan Zizhi lowered her eyes.

Like a demon god, he came back to the world.

There is no sadness or joy in the eyes.

After a long time, he raised his head and asked again.

"Is there a prerequisite for doing these things?"

Resurrecting from death is the most difficult thing in the world.

If there are no prerequisites, then anyone can operate this method with a life lamp in hand.

How can there be so many regrets in the world.

"Yes, it must be someone who is close to him in life and death."

"What is life and death Qikuo?"

"If he is alive, we will become a Taoist couple with the heaven and the earth as a matchmaker, and the common people as an oath."

"What if he dies?"

"You can place your life lamp and his life lamp on the mourning hall at the same time, and use the soul fragments as a guide to form a Taoist couple, commonly known as ghost marriage."

Dark marriage.

Yan Zizhi didn't expect it.

Before Linyuan was alive, he tried every means to seduce him, trying to shake his ruthless Taoist heart, and form a Taoist couple with him.

The result failed every time.

But he didn't expect that after his death, he could use ghost marriage so easily to form a Taoist couple.

It's a pity that Lin Yuan is dead.

If he is not resurrected, even if he becomes a Taoist couple with Linyuan, it is impossible for him to prove the ruthless way.

It's impossible for a dead man to pick up a sword and stab himself right through.

But that's fine too.

Walk a dark marriage like this, and then revive Linyuan.

There is no need to go out of your way to become a Taoist partner with him.

Know yourself with a sharp sword.

Wouldn't it be fun?

"Okay, I will marry him in the dark tonight."

The old man turned pale with shock, and stretched out his hand to stroke his non-existent beard: "You have to think about it clearly, a ghost marriage is no small matter. Although it is a ghost marriage, it is also witnessed by heaven and earth, and mountains and seas."

"If you are in love with him, that's fine. If he doesn't care about you at all, you rashly connect your soul with the lamp of death. If you are rejected by the other party, you will die at least, and you will fall forever." Yan Luo, you must not be reincarnated."

"That's why, the art of resurrection from death exists in the world, but no one can complete it."

"Because in this world, the thing that people dare not confirm is actually feelings!"

Seemingly indestructible, love is stronger than gold.

In fact, it is as fragile as glass, and the snow melts at dawn.

Yan Zizhi didn't say another word, turned around and put away the umbrella, and left lightly.

His back is resolute and decisive, and the purple clothes are accompanied by the smoke and dust on the oracle platform, like the wind returning to the snow, which has a special charm.

The moment he stepped off the oracle platform, Oriole poked his head out from his arms.

【You didn't even ask him how to break the seal of the World Tracing Mirror and let you reshape your physical body. 】

【You are still not the big devil I know. 】

Yan Zizhi pursed her lips tightly and did not speak.

Su Shijing used to be very anxious, but now, he feels.

Not very important.

Forget it, after staying with this group of cultivators for a long time, even he, the big devil, has become a lot more Buddhist.

After leaving the oracle platform, the moonlight was already high.

Yan Zizhi returned to the mountain peak full of colorful chrysanthemums alone.

Lin Yuan lay quietly among the white chrysanthemums.

If there is no shadow, it seems that a gust of wind can blow him away.

The so-called ghost marriage is to place the lamps of life of two people in front of the coffin at the same time.

Lay out the magic circle, use the soul as the medium, and make a solemn oath to the common people, willing to become a Taoist couple with each other, regardless of life or death.

If the other party agrees, then you can put a touch of light on your own life on top of the dead life lamp.

With that faint light, you can open the Netherworld to find the three souls and seven souls.

If the other party disagrees, the Netherworld will also be activated.

It's just that the ghost messenger who came from the Netherworld is a life-threatening ghost messenger, who forcibly dragged your soul into the Netherworld, and it will never be restored.

This is a very dangerous method.

But Yan Zizhi was not afraid at all.

Linyuan's life lamp has been placed in front of him.

The next step is to light your own lamp.

He was born in chaos, without father and mother, with nowhere to come and no way to return.

So no one ever gave him a life lamp.

Although the world of cultivating immortals will light a life lamp, if there is a life lamp, it is equivalent to having a weakness to stay in this world.

If someone intentionally destroys the lamp of life, his soul will also be destroyed at the same time.

A big devil never needs a soft spot.

And this moment.

But he had to leave a weakness for Lin Yuan.

Yan Zizhi's life lamp was lit without hesitation.

A weak candle is not very conspicuous in the sea of ​​chrysanthemums.

The subsequent formation of the spirit, the oath of mountains and seas, all went like flowing water.

He never doubted his own charm.

She never doubted Lin Yuan's feelings for her.

If Lin Yuan had no feelings for him, how could he risk his life to save him in the realm of demons and ghosts.

His ruthless way, without him, Yan Zizhi, I am afraid that it would be impossible to prove the way in his whole life.

Holding the life lamp in his hand, Yan Zizhi started to draw an array around Linyuan's coffin with small steps.

He has also drawn this formation in Wuwang Realm.

It's just that it was for other purposes at that time, and it was never sincere.

However, Lin Yuan fell in love at that moment.

He was not rejected.

Unexpectedly, times have changed.

He needed to draw the Heling Formation again, but Linyuan had already separated himself from him.

In the distant sea of ​​chrysanthemums, only the mountain wind blows from time to time. ?

Everything is silent, no one bothers you.

What was supposed to be a grand wedding was completed quietly.

After completing a set of procedures, Linyuan's extinguished soul lamp suddenly glowed with faint blue flames.

It complements the faint red light of the Soul Lamp in Yan Zizhi's hand.

It's just one yin and one yang.

It's hard to meet each other.

This first step, the ghost marriage is considered complete.

The next step is the second step, holding the life lamp, returning to the realm of demons and ghosts, when Lin Yuan died.

See if he can get back his three souls.

Yan Zizhi was thinking about how to restart the realm of demons and ghosts, but suddenly saw two pale shadows floating out between the two life lamps placed together.

Yan Zizhi: "?"

It was really scary in the middle of the night.

The oriole was already scared and hid in the storage ring.

【Okay, shouldn't you hit a ghost? 】

It was a ghost.

But judging from the situation of these two pale shadows, these two ghosts should always be by his side.

It was only because he concluded a dark marriage contract with Linyuan today, and his soul was connected to the Netherworld, that he could see these two shadows.

Yan Zizhi had nothing to fear.

Curiously, he took two steps forward and saw the two shadows clearly.

One of the shadows was a bit ignorant, as if he didn't know anyone, standing there blankly, a lot shorter than the other shadow.

This shadow has been hovering around his streamer umbrella.

As for the other taller shadow, only a few outlines can be seen.

The fairy-like white Taoist robe.

As well as the tall crown hair and a waterfall of black hair.

No matter how you look at it, this shadow looks a bit like Lin Yuan's figure.

Yan Zizhi moved closer again.

But he saw the shadow of Xiang Linyuan running over suddenly.

She wrapped him in her arms without hesitation, and even kissed him on the face with a "baji".

Yan Zizhi: "????"

I was actually taken lightly by a ghost!

When this ghost who looked down on him passed by Linyuan's life lamp, the life lamp suddenly lit up.

Yan Zizhi: "..."

Could it be Lin Yuan's love soul?

The author has something to say:

Lin Yuan: Surprised or not?Is it surprising?I can finally let go of the burden and kiss my wife.

Yan Zizhi: Dead ghost!