Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

　　 Yin and Yang have very different rules.

　　The yang is in the flesh, and the Yin is only the soul.

　　 According to the people of Yangjian, everything in the underworld is illusory rather than real existence, and is the product of the evolution of pure Yin Qi.

　　A person of the Yang world, only the Nascent Soul can live forever in the underworld.

　　 Even if the golden core master stays in the underworld for a long time, his body will melt and the golden core will become dim, until it turns into a ghost in the underworld.

　　 Underworld.

　　 Anonymous valley.

　　 Ying Taizhen squatted aside, curled up, enduring the raging wind.

　　 Beside her,'Aunt Lan', whose arms were broken shoulders, leaned against the rock, her face was pale, and she snorted with pain from time to time.

　　 Aunt Lan not only cut off her arms.

　　 More than a dozen long spikes pierced her body, and the spikes interlocked with each other, forming a unique formation, locking up all the breath.

　　 Seeing her so uncomfortable, it is inevitable to win too much.

　　 ‘Aunt Lan’ is the servant who stayed with her for the convenience of taking care of her. He has been together for decades and has a natural and deep affection.

but…

　　 Looking at Mo Qiu who couldn't be far away, Win Tai really suppressed the idea of ​​pleading.

　　 on the rock.

　　 Don't beg to sit cross-legged, a group of gloomy light wraps him around, and more than a hundred phantoms in the gloomy light come and go one after another, and then they are scattered one after another.

　　 Winning is so beautiful, her eyes blinked, and she whispered:

"what is that?"

　　 "Yinhun." Aunt Lan's eyes shrank and her face was solemn:

　　 "He is searching for souls."

　　Whose soul is searched?

　　 This is self-explanatory.

　　 Win Taizhen can also see that all the familiar phantoms, except for the top masters who cultivate the body of the heavenly ghost, and the main younger generation of the 13th room of the Jiang family, are almost all among them.

　　 "In the face of absolute strength, tactics are almost useless, only strength is fundamental." Aunt Lan looked gloomy and said:

　　 "Because the strategy requires the cooperation of others, there are too many people and the matter is not secret, and the soul is searched for, and almost all top practitioners will be able to do so."

　　 Once the secret is leaked, the so-called trick is a joke.

　　 Just like this, you can search the memories of more than a hundred ghosts in a short moment. What news can't you find?

and.

　　 Those with a high level of cultivation will never be the stupid ones. It is not easy to hide the past with false information.

　　 It's so silent to win.

　　 It is because of this that she has sealed her memory, otherwise, she will definitely become a handle in the hands of the caring person to threaten that person.

"but…"

　　 Aunt Lan heads sideways hard:

　　 "Is he really the Taoist master of your Quanzhen Tao?"

　　 In her impression, Quanzhen Dao is just a small school in the Yang world, and the strongest is only Daoji cultivation base, which is not worth mentioning.

　　 If it weren't for the Taiyizong and the Most Sacred Dojo to come to help in time, the Qing Xuanyou Cave Heaven would have been taken down long ago.

　　 But this person...

　　 More than Dogi?

　　 I am afraid that among the Golden Core masters, it is also the most top existence.

　　 Aunt Lan is called a domestic servant, but she has the strength to match her innate talent and supernatural powers, and she can be ranked in the top five next to the son.

　　 Even so, he is not his opponent!

　　 "It is indeed."

　　 Win too nodded, hesitated, Fang Dao:

　　 "It may be that these years, the master's cultivation base has improved again."

　　 Aunt Lan shook her head slightly.

　　How long is the span from the Daoji monk to the late Jindan period, a mere one or two hundred years, how is it possible?

　　 It takes decades to cultivate a skill skillfully.

　　 "Huh!"

　　 Do not seek to increase his eyes sharply, his body is lightly shaken, and the lingering ghosts immediately dispersed into the **** map.

　　 "Let's talk."

　　 He looked straight at the win, too real, and his expression was cold:

"what happened?"

　　Ying Taizhen's expression became stiff, and his face was confusing.

　　 "Mo Daozhu, I advise you not to be boring." Aunt Lan said in a cold voice:

　　 "Too really is my son's person, and he is already in the underworld, it is impossible to go back with you."

　　 "Your son?" Don't ask for a sideways:

　　 "Which one?"

　　 Aunt Lan raised her head, and the tape proudly: "Seven are not the masters of the Heavenly Palace!"

　　 "The master of the seven non-celestial palaces..." Mo Qiu squinted, Shen Nian digging out some news related to it from the memory he just got:

　　 "The seventy-nine sons of King Lu, seven are not the palace emperors."

　　How many children King Lu has, I am afraid that even he himself does not know, but among them, the most outstanding ones are only more than ten.

　　 Seven Fei Gong Emperors, is one of them.

　　 This person does not follow his father's surname, he will be named Emperor Ji when he grows up, and he is named after the ancient sages, he is more independent, and his strength is even more extraordinary.

　　Even if they have not been refined into the Ghost King Dharma Body, they are probably the same.

　　 "Not bad." Aunt Lan should be:

　　 "Your cultivation is extraordinary, but I advise you to be self-aware. If you let us go, maybe my son will not care about you."

　　 "Heh..." Mo Qiu sneered and suddenly said:

　　 "I remember that this person was responsible for the capture of Xuanyou Cave of Shangqing, it was him!"

　　In other words, he and Ying Taizhen should be enemies.

　　 "You should be fortunate that in the beginning it was my son who led the team." Aunt Lan snorted and said:

　　 "If it were not for the mercy of my master, how could Shangqing Xuanyou Dongtian persist until now, I am afraid it would have been occupied by us."

　　 Don't beg to raise an eyebrow, looking at Taizhen, who has been silent forever.

　　"..."

　　 was stared at by him, winning too really opened his mouth, and finally nodded helplessly:

　　 "The master, the disciple is not filial, in order to avoid the people of Da Zhou from being ravaged by ghosts, he indeed promised the emperor to abandon the flesh."

　　 Don't ask for a cold voice: "So, the rumor that you died from exhaustion is a fake at all, but it's just acting for people to watch."

　　噗通!

　　 Too true to win, kneel down heavily, with the head drooping, and the soundtrack choked:

　　 "Tui'er did fight the Yin soldiers, but how..."

　　 "We are really weak, and the last one has never heard from him. Facing the endless Yin soldiers, the disciples can only respond in despair."

　　 "Are you complaining that I didn't come in time?" Do not change his face and snorted softly:

　　 "I think you are very satisfied with the current situation. I am afraid that you are not forced by others, but you are really moved by that person, right?"

　　 Win Taizhen's body trembles lightly.

　　 "Mo Daozhu." Aunt Lan gritted her teeth and drank, her face full of anger:

　　 "Don't stand up and talk without backache. If you weren't too true to give up in the past, how can Shangqing Xuanyou cave have today?"

　　 "In order to be true, my son did not hesitate to disobey his orders and ordered the Yin soldiers to stop, to buy you time, but was reprimanded by the prince, and was relieved of his position as a soldier."

　　 "Speaking of which, Taizhen, my son is your benefactor, but you are waiting. I have benefited without any gratitude."

"shut up!"

　　Don't ask for a deep voice:

　　 "You have invaded and occupied Yang Shi and committed many killings, but can't it be justified?"

　　 "The murderer killed someone, cut a knife and stopped for some reason. Does the person who was killed still need to thank the other party for his effort to ease his breath?"

　　 "You..." Aunt Lan's face changed color:

　　 "Sophistry!"

　　 "Enough." Mo Qiu waved his hand to interrupt the conversation, looking at Taizhen to win:

　　 "No matter what, you need to go back with me. There is no need to worry about the physical body. There is no worries about the method of possession and reincarnation."

　　 People who die frequently and infants with mental disabilities are all choices.

　　 Many seniors of Taiyizong have had the experience of reincarnation and reshaping their bodies, and they have already matured methods.

　　 Win Taizhen changed his expression and nodded slowly.

"now…"

　　 Do not ask to squint, and said:

　　 "Go to the bone thief first to inquire about the situation."

　　 He has a hundred swords in his body and is not afraid of the rules of the underworld. He can stay for a long time, but this time he must have alarmed the underworld masters.

　　 The surrounding passages that can lead to the sun must be guarded strictly.

　　 It is no easy task to go back.

　　 Fortunately,

　　 The group of ghosts I just met not long ago should be able to help.

　　……

　　Between the wilderness, there are piles of bones.

　　After death, the life of the Yang world fell into the underworld, felt obsessions during the lifetime, merged with the Yin phase, and turned into many ghosts such as gluttony, breathing, hanging, fierce spirit, Shura and so on.

　　 Ghosts such as greedy ghosts, headless ghosts, and hanged ghosts are not very intelligent. In the eyes of real ghosts in the underworld, they are like pigs and sheep in the eyes of people.

　　 does not look at the same kind.

　　 Only those who are powerful, such as fierce spirits, Shura, etc., are expected to step into the real ruling class.

　　 Aunt Lan belongs to the rarer shadowless ghosts, and is a different species among them. The name is Scarlet Bloodless Shadowless Ghost, which is analogous to the rare spirit beasts in the Yang world.

　　 His talents and magical powers, coupled with the rules of the underworld, can conceal the perception of Da Luofa's eyes to a certain extent.

　　 Among the many ghosts, bones are the second most.

　　 ignorant, not strong, and even the occupation of Yang Shi is useless.

　　 "click..."

　　 A one-armed white bone was walking slowly along the path, and the faintly twinkling ghost fire in its eye sockets proved that it was not a dead thing completely ignorant.

　　 is behind him.

　　 Do not ask to take the two women to follow.

　　 Although he really pleaded because of winning, he didn't kill Aunt Lan, but he unceremoniously abolished her cultivation skills and imposed restrictions.

　　 That is, every step I take, I can't help but hum.

I do not know how long it has been.

　　 The scenery in front of him suddenly changed, and he felt as if he had come to the other world, and the Yin Qi suddenly gathered and merged into one enchantment.

　　 Inside and outside the enchantment, they are like two worlds, and their auras are also different from each other.

　　 There is a dense forest in front of me.

　　 A huge bone, sitting cross-legged in the middle of the dense forest.

　　 The height of the bones, even if sitting cross-legged, is still higher than the woods, this is the skull hanging down, looking at the three of them.

　　 The gloomy ghost wind, entwining bones endlessly.

　　 The white-boned head is like a house, and the eyes are beating with ghost fire, which is even more permeating.

"Ha ha…"

　　 Honggu laughed loudly:

　　 "Mo Daozhu, how long have you been apart before you came to your door?"

　　 This person is the strong bone man who besieged Jiang's house with Quanzhen Tao not long ago.

　　 "Friend Hong Dao." Don't ask for it, and said:

　　 "Momou didn't go to the Three Treasures Palace without incident, and wanted to borrow a way to return to Yangjian."

　　 "What's so good about Yang Jian?" Hong Gu shook his head, his voice thunderous:

　　 "Mo Daozhu seems to have a way to survive in the underworld, so why bother to go back? There are more troubles than here."

　　 Now that he knows Mo Qiu's identity, with his strength, he has his own way to inquire about the situation of Xuanyou Dongtian in Shangqing.

　　 "Although the underworld is good, it is not the place where Mo Mou lived for a long time." Mo Qiu shook his head and said:

　　 "Besides, as Momou, as the master of Quanzhen Tao, how can he ignore the chaos where the Taoist Gate of Yang is located."

　　 "Taoists can haunt the territory of King Lu at will, and no one can trace them. I think there is a way to let Momou leave this underworld, right?"

　　 "If this happens, Mo Mou must have a big thank you!"

　　Bone thieves have ravaged one party for hundreds of years, and even the Jiang family dared to exterminate the clan. How could there be no means?

　　 is a big underworld, Moqiu has only the other side.

　　 came here by myself.

"Well…"

　　 The ghost fire in Hong Gu's eyes throbbed, thoughtfully.

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