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Still not enough. "

So many dead souls and ghosts are concentrated in a ghost field created. As the environment deteriorates, all kinds of troubles have arisen in recent years. Fortunately, there are former monks who have fallen into the ghost realm and can help suppress and manage the ghost field for them. share responsibility.

Worried about the sound transmission, Yu Mengchang said: "Monastery Master, there are too many dead souls, and the cause and effect are too involved. The small ghost domain of the Soul Suppressing Hall in your hand can only accept a million at most. If it exceeds, the consequences are unpredictable. Please think again."

Zhang Wenfeng thought about it for a moment, and said via voice transmission: "There are still 20 years left. I can use the ghost cultivators and dead souls I have absorbed to try to open up the territory of the Little Ghost Realm. I can absorb as much as I can. After entering the Nether Realm, I can use the absorbed souls Let them out, I don’t need to bear their karma, right and wrong, I have the underworld to settle and judge.”

Seeing that the viewer has already made up his mind, Yu Mengchang didn't say any more, he was worried about the unpredictability of God's will.He has to quickly restore his cultivation to the fifth level, and later he can use his own means to calculate a glimmer of mystery in advance. Now this makes him too passive, and he doesn't like this feeling of powerlessness that cannot be controlled.

In troubled times, there are female traitors, and the weapon spirit in the Wanzhuan corridor guards the passage, and does such an evil thing that both humans and gods are angry with. After they escape from birth, the weapon spirit will surely die.

Zhang Wenfeng shared his thoughts with Mo Shu, saying that he would try to collect the dead souls now, so as to reduce the burden on the small ghost domain under the canyon.

Mo Shu was quite moved, and exchanged a few words with the four mountain gods and Chen Qingqiao via sound transmission, stood up and cupped his hands and said, "Mo Moumian is the protector of the secret realm, and he has to be cautious for the sake of the souls of the people. Mo Mou has the audacity to ask Zhang Taoist to show his merits force."

He knew that his request was too rude, so he first showed his own merits.A thin, blood-colored sword of virtue radiated light above his head.

There is a subtle induction between merit and virtue.

He was also aware of the hidden merits in Zhang Guan's main body, so he was willing to believe in the sincerity of the other party in a short time.

You Meng Chang Piao withdrew a few feet away, avoiding the faint murderous aura of blood, and sighed through sound transmission: "Blood-colored merit, I take my own life as my mission."

This kind of person is the most terrifying. He can do bloody things under the righteousness. He admires this kind of ruthless person, but he doesn't like to have any contact with this kind of person. When he becomes so ruthless, he even kills himself.Zhang Wenfeng also showed his merits and virtues. The canopy was covered with colorful streamers, illuminating the dimly lit side hall full of vitality, bright without leaving shadows, as if the sound of fairy music came from the ethereal, and the invisible decadence in the hall was swept away.

The four mountain gods and Chen Qingqiao couldn't sit still, so they quickly got up and bowed to salute.

Once the canopy of merit comes out, it is more effective than any words.

Mo Shu was so excited that he took away his dwarfed blood-colored sword of merit and virtue, and saluted, "To be true and pure, there is no such thing as goodness! Whatever orders Mr. Zhang has, we will obey them!"

It was the first time for Lu Zijin to see the virtuous canopy on the body of the temple master. It was so gorgeous and mysterious that his mouth watered with envy.

Zhang Wenfeng put away his magical powers with a swipe, and said politely: "You are welcome, please get up quickly." Sitting down again, the atmosphere was quite different from before, Mo Shu and others were a little more intimate.

Chapter 872 Willing to do my best

After the conversation, Zhang Wenfeng stopped being polite and said: "I need at least ten years to try to use my small heaven and earth underworld device to receive dead souls and ghost cultivators at the bottom of the canyon. I will use a million as the base for the time being. I will leave other matters to you. It cannot be distracted.”

Mo Shu stroked his beard and said with a smile: "I don't want to thank you for your kindness. Mr. Zhang, feel free to do whatever you want. With us here, Wan Lan won't disturb you."

Zhang Wenfeng continued: "When the secret realm collapses, I may need fellow Daoist Mo you to use the candle yin drum to buy some time for me to protect the law, but you can rest assured that even if the five of you fall, Zhang promises to save the candle yin drum." Take the drum to the underworld."

Let me talk about his ugly words first, except for Xiaotiandi's heavy weapon, Chen Qingqiao and Lu Zijin's fifth-level cultivation base can't help him in the face of such a huge secret realm collapsing Tianwei, so a few mountain gods must sacrifice their lives to resist him Danger.

Mo Shu has long put life and death aside, he laughed and said: "For the sake of the living and the dead, I will not hesitate to die."

The other party didn't do everything, but told the truth, he was more at ease with this cautious Mr. Zhang.

The four mountain gods bowed slightly to indicate that they agreed with Mo Shu's statement.

Being able to see hope is more exciting for them than fighting desperately and losing everything.

Those who have accumulated great merit in the world will form a colorful canopy.

Although it was their first time dealing with him, they believed in Mr. Zhang's character.

Chen Qingqiao couldn't help interjecting: "My lord, what can I do? Please give me some instructions." Mo Shu relaxed a lot, and said with a smile: "There are indeed some trivial matters, which are related to the lives of the last 12 mortals and monks on this mountain. , I need to ask you and this fellow Taoist to help you." Lu Zijin hurriedly sat up straight and said, "What is it? I can do what I can, and I am willing to do my best."

"The environment in Yanyuan Secret Territory is deteriorating. In addition to the high temperature and scorching heat, there will occasionally be extremely violent thunderstorms that descend on this area of ​​the sanctuary, causing mountain torrents and the destruction of the cottage. The first-class cultivators are useless, and I would like to ask you to lend a helping hand, so that the people here can survive as much as possible, they are our foundation, and if all mortals die, the secret realm will collapse faster."

Mo Shu explained.

"What's the big deal? The thunder and lightning within fifty miles landed on my old man, just to nourish the wear and tear and temper the body."

Lu Zijin patted his chest and responded with a gulp. After listening to a long time of tragic stories, he didn't even have the heart to start a private business with Mo Shu and the others to earn training resources, otherwise he would feel that he was too unyielding and against the bottom of his heart. morality.

"If there is another storm, leave it to me."

Chen Qingqiao simply agreed, he was no longer in his previous life, but his heart was very blocked.He would feel better if he could find something to do.

Mo Shu bowed his hands to thank the two, and said with a smile: "Daoist Wan Lan covets a treasure in the secret territory, but he is greedy and breaks promises first, and then he promised to let us go out through the passage, we will not trust him again, even if we fight hard He will not hand over the treasure to fulfill his hope of escape."

You Mengchang's heart skipped a beat, and he said, "The original pearl of the secret realm?"

Mo Shu was slightly surprised: "You can guess the friendliness of You Dao. It is true that the ancestor Yan Yuan spent hundreds of years building the secret realm. He did not hesitate to use the original mana and rare materials of the eighth-level peak to refine a The original orb that can control the secret realm, unfortunately, the natural disaster more than 5000 years ago caused the original orb to burst, and it has been torn apart and shapeless these years.

Since You Daoist know the Origin Orb, should you know the value of the Origin Orb fragments to a monk? "

"I understand, I understand. Fellow Daoist Mo, are you going to take out the original orb fragments as a reward for our help this time?"

You Mengchang's tone was a little urgent, which was quite different from the usual things that had nothing to do with him.

That look almost reached out to ask for it.

He had heard of the existence of the Origin Orb in the Yanyuan Secret Realm before, but he did not expect that this time he was lucky enough to be lucky enough to encounter it, such as the collapsed Caomuling Secret Realm, the blessed land of Bishuitang, and the thousand-mile-sized Moling Youjing, it is impossible. There are original beads, because the site is too small.

Lu Zijin was very curious, so what kind of Yuanyuan beads are delicious?

Mo Shu smiled

Head: "Your kindness is as heavy as a mountain, and there is no way to repay it. Only the fragments of the original pearl can show your heart. Please accept it, and don't shirk it."

He took out two small wooden boxes and entrusted them to Guanzhu Zhang and You Mengchang.

He knows the ways of the world, how can he not see that Zhang and You are the key figures?

The emperor is still hungry. Since Mr. Zhang has shown great sincerity, he must strike while the iron is hot so as not to chill people's hearts. Anyway, the treasure is already lost, so he should take it out in advance to increase his chances of winning.

You Mengchang took the two boxes unceremoniously, and handed the other one to Guanzhu Zhang. He laughed and said, "You are shameless, fellow Daoist Mo is very particular about people, and if there is even a chance, I promise to let five of you leaving a ray of life behind.”

Zhang Wenfeng understands the weight of You Lao's words. Although You Lao is insidious and cunning, he will come out with lies and occasionally deceive him, but once he makes a serious promise and his reputation is very strong, he will no longer be polite and put away this matter. A thank you gift that can move Lao You.

Lu Zijin's eyes were very greedy, and he reminded with a sneer, "Well... Mr. Mo, what about ours?" You can't favor one over another, he is really curious about the taste of the beads?

You Mengchang opened the gap in the box, checked the authenticity of the treasure, quickly put the box away, and took the initiative to rescue him: "Mr. Donkey, please do the work first. Since Mo Daoyou said that everyone has a share, you are indispensable. It is not convenient for the time being." Just take it out."

He waited to finalize the follow-up benefits with words.

How could they not understand that Mo Shu wanted to wait for the completion of the matter before paying the rest of the rewards. The rules of doing business, the money and the goods are equal, and the first thing to pay them is the deposit.

Mo Shu went down the slope and said with a smile: "Yes, the fragments cannot be taken all at once, otherwise the whole secret realm will collapse."

After talking about business, we talked about other things.

Resting at the top of the mountain for one night, the next morning, Zhang Wenfeng and You Mengchang, accompanied by Mo Shu, flew down to the bottom of the northwest canyon and settled on a stretching rock.

Zhang Wenfeng opened the barrier of Xiaotiandi, and took Mo Shu and You Mengchang, who are ghost cultivators, into the ghost domain of the Hall of Souls, and let Mo Shu patrol for a while, witnessing the small ghost domain he opened up, and feeling the difference.

After he came out, Mo Shu was full of praise. Compared with the ghost realm on earth he created with treasures, the difference was too great.

Although he has never been to the underworld, he has felt the power of the underworld that can calm the soul. The ghosts and ghosts living in it will not turn into evil ghosts or violent spirits even if they live in it for a hundred years.He was completely relieved that Mr. Zhang had the ability to help the dead soul ghost Xiu get out of the predicament.

Arranging tens of thousands of dead souls who were already manic tended to enter the ghost domain of the Hall of Souls with normal ghost cultivators first, he agreed with Guanzhu Zhang's safe approach, collecting them in batches, and not rushing for success.

You Mengchang noticed that the Little Styx River was slowly extending into the darkness, and the territory of the Little Ghost Realm was gradually expanding, and said with a smile: "My Lord, your method is feasible."

Zhang Guanzhu's voice came from the air: "Good!"

In the small ghost domain, the former territory was re-divided, and the following ghost cultivators helped manage it, which saved Guanzhu Zhang a lot of trouble.

By the dry Wangtian Lake at the foot of Shuling Mountain, Lu Zijin found the tortoise sitting cross-legged on the rock next to the dead tree, and said carelessly: "Old tortoise, the temple master, old man You have already negotiated with Mo Lao and the others, let's go out together Take care, don't be idle, wake up Xiao Ni'er every now and then, and help with some work together."

Gui Fudo looked at the giant man sitting next to him in confusion, old man You had warned him via sound transmission, why did he change his mind again?

Lu Zijin winked and winked, and said via voice transmission: "Big business is here, what kind of fragments of the original pearl of the secret realm did Mr. Mo and the others take out? They have already paid one piece to the temple master and old man You. Old man You specially asked me to pass on a message to you. Delay brothers from getting rich."

The turtle got up without moving, and flew towards the foot of the mountain without stopping for a moment.

"Old turtle, what are you doing?"

"Work."

"Hey, wait for me, do you know what the Origin Orb is? How come you have the same virtue as old man You, and you can't stay when you hear the fragments of the Origin Orb."

"I've heard that fragments of Origin Orbs are rare treasures."

Kame Fudo said concisely, he never imagined that in a desperate place, he would have the opportunity to advance to the sixth level.

Senior Falling Mountain is right, it is very important to follow the right person, going out for a trip is much more rewarding than what he has gained from living in Bolan Lake for hundreds of years, it is a difference between clouds and mud.

Chapter 873 An Inestimable Merit

In order to save mana, Lu Zijin was shirtless, holding a shovel, a simple magic weapon that Chen Qingqiao helped him build, and digging rock pools in the valleys in the middle of the mountains. He hadn’t experienced the feeling of sweating for many years. gasp.

"The weather on this donkey day, the sun is too poisonous, and the aura is thin, it's hard to handle."

According to Chen Qingqiao's plan, Lu Zijin built ponds all over the mountains with a radius of more than fifty miles.

Originally, he could easily dig a ten-foot-sized stone pit with black magic, but he had to use brute force and some demon power to work hard for several days. Chen Qingqiao said that it is easy to consume mana here and it is difficult to recover. It will take at least 20 years. We must live within our means and maintain the best state to deal with the crisis at all times, and we must not delay our efforts.

Holding the iron handle of a huge shovel, Lu Zijin glanced at Gui Fudo who was digging a hole at the foot of the mountain below.

Touching the sweat on his forehead, he turned his head and made a ferocious grimace at the bushes in the distance, scaring a few half-children who were curious and peeping and screamed and ran away.

A stream of black air emerged from the shade of a nearby tree, it was the phantom clone of Mo Shu, and greeted him with a smile. "Thank you donkey, the weather is about to change, please prepare for it, donkey."

"Uh……"

Lu Zijin looked up at the sky, the sun was shining in the sky, and there was no cloud at all. When he lowered his head again, the phantom disappeared without a trace.

There were gongs and yells from all over the mountain: "It's going to rain heavily, go home and hide from the disaster." "Big and small pots are brought out and filled with water!"

Shouting one after another, revealing the excitement of longing for the rare rain, and worrying about the mountain torrents.

With the help of low-level monks, the mortals who went out to farm, like a fleeing crowd, resisted and carried tools, shouting and climbing mountains and ridges, with dry mouth and hands and feet, afraid of falling behind.

Lu Zijin quickly put away the shovel, jumped into the air and looked around.

Chen Qingqiao, who was busy carving runes on the stone pit, flew to the top of the mountain one step earlier. In the northeast and southwest directions, half of the sky was dark, and they rolled around here.

"Yang Fiend Storm...why is there a torrential rain?"

Lu Zijin was a little uncertain and muttered in doubt, there was a faint black air everywhere at the foot of the mountain, slowly spreading from bottom to top.

Gui Fudo sniffed his nose, and said: "Water vapor gathers above Shuling Mountain. This place is different from the outside world. It may be that the spirit of the weapon is taking advantage of the situation to make troubles. Thunderstorms are coming. Lord Donkey, you will fight with me later, Master Chen Guan We protect the law."

"clear."

Chen Qingqiao responded briefly, and during the three months since he came here, his words became less and less.The wind picked up, and the heat quickly dissipated, and the yellow sand swept over. In just half a quarter of an hour, the day became like night, and you couldn't see your fingers. The flying sand and stones made the rocks and leaves crackle. The trees shook crazily and made a whistling sound, and there was a cracking sound of "click" from time to time.

Above the thick dark clouds, lightning suddenly tore through the darkness, like a silver snake twisting and slashing toward a certain place on the mountain. There was a loud bang, as if the sky had exploded.

A fiery red thunderball turned and led towards a long metal sword that Lu Zijin was throwing out. The thunder light flashed a shocking ray of light, and fell on Lu Zijin's outstretched arm. He grabbed it and threw it away. Swallowed in the mouth.

"Haha, Shu Tan!"

Lu Zijin laughed arrogantly, pointed to the sky and yelled, "Come on, Mr. Donkey will continue, frowning is not a good man."

Sure enough, it is not an ordinary Fan Lei, it has the power of tribulation thunder, which can cause great damage to low-level monks, but it is just an appetizer for Lu Zijin of the fifth-level thunder line. There is still surplus in tone recovery.

Under the gust of wind and thunder, the aura of heaven and earth is much more active than usual.

The first huge thunder seemed to be a signal, and suddenly a torrential rain poured down from the sky.Turtle Fudo turned into a huge body, cruising in the sky within fifty miles from time to time, the rain is good, the mud on his body is washed well, the more it rains, the more vigorous he is.The men and women who fled back to their caves and cottages in embarrassment took out basins and bowls to catch water, and washed their tired bodies happily.

They were pleasantly surprised to find that the torrential rain had turned into soft rain with heavy thunder and little rain.

Chen Qingqiao was floating above, he didn't do anything, he was watching the clouds with his spiritual sense, and he could strike at any time with the formula in his hand.

He just noticed the weird and vague fluctuations, which is undoubtedly the spirit of the weapon.

I heard His Holiness said that the secret realm is no better than the Wanzhuan corridor. Qi Ling has lost two phantom helpers, and the means he can use are limited. The purpose of borrowing Tianwei is to force them to submit. He will not directly deal with mortals and low-level monks, because all mortals and With the demise of the monk, the entire secret realm will collapse and cease to exist, and the spirits that have not yet broken free will not be able to please.

Glancing at Lu Zijin's direction, there was loud thunder and thunder, and Lu Zijin was yelling and playing happily.

A smile appeared on the corner of Chen Qingqiao's mouth unconsciously. Fortunately, Lu Zijin helped lead the thunder, otherwise mortals would suffer and die.

Suddenly, he waved his hand, and the heavy rain in the sky turned into arrows, and one of the bluish-white brilliance pierced through the clouds hundreds of meters away, blasting a huge hole.

There was a faint cold snort.

This violent storm raged for half an hour, and the dark clouds slowly dispersed under the strong wind.

The sun came out, the mountains were washed away, and the stone pits were filled with muddy rainwater. The newly dug Wangtian Lake in the south was holding the muddy water flowing from all directions. The low-level monks who went out to check the situation found that the crops and vegetables at the foot of the mountain , hardly suffered, and the land was soaked through.

The good news came back to the cottage cave, and bursts of cheers came.

People's livelihood is not easy, and they are struggling to survive in difficult situations.

Soul Town Hall ghost domain.

Judge Zhang, transformed into Guanzhu Zhang's second soul, stood in the center in a dark red official robe, as high as a hill, with a cold face. After several months of trying, he has mastered the balance of expanding the territory without causing instability.

Pinch his hands and play a series of mysterious ghost formulas, and the strong ghost energy flows in the air.The Little Styx River is spreading slowly into the darkness at both ends every day, and wherever it passes, it is a new territory of the ghost domain.