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Zhao Yushu decided to use his last time to bring the world back to its original track.

For example, let the ghost gate be destroyed.

Are there any innocent disciples among the Ghost Gate?

Maybe there is, maybe there isn't, but it doesn't matter.

Your hands are stained with blood, and you still want to be a saint.

"Why do you want them here?"

The sect leader loosened his hand and thought for a moment.

Guimen takes on a lot of work, and most of the people outside are now on missions. If they are forcibly recalled, it will deal a serious blow to Guimen’s reputation and future.

However, when there is sufficient interest, everything can be negotiated.

"I'm sorry I can't tell you now. When they are all here, the Sect Master will know. I will show you myself."

Zhao Yushu flipped his wrist, and Assassin appeared in his hand: "Use this sword."

Zhao Yushu was not afraid that he would not agree. If he did not agree, he would get nothing except killing himself, and his hope of immortality might even be completely cut off.

"it is good!"

The sect leader was also a decisive person. After listening to it, he nodded without hesitation and then took out a token from his arms. Zhao Yushu narrowed his eyes. This token was very familiar. He also had one, but now the sect leader had a little more spiritual power in his hand.

With the infusion of the sect master's spiritual power, the black iron plate glowed with spiritual light, and then suddenly turned into a deep black, just like the absolute darkness of Assassin.

The black color appeared and disappeared quickly. At the moment when the darkness disappeared, Zhao Yushu felt a slight throbbing, as if something suddenly opened its eyes and looked at him.

"return."

The two words rang in my ears. The sound was so light, coming and going without any warning, one might even think it was an illusion.

This feeling is very uncomfortable, but fortunately it is fleeting.

Cinema.

This is a method of communication specifically for those who have practiced the Shadow Stepping Step. By leveraging the omnipresence of the Shadow Realm and its lack of time limits, the sect leader's orders can be delivered to everyone at the same time.

Normally, except for the three traitors who have already fled, the other disciples would immediately return to the headquarters after receiving the news, no matter how confused they were, unless someone was determined to betray.

But I can't care so much anymore.

"There are only three of the four elders left now. One hundred and seventy-seven disciples will arrive within two days. You can do as you please during these two days, but don't leave the tomb."

The sect leader waved his hand, and an irresistible force suddenly came, causing Zhao Yushu to retreat dozens of steps and directly leave the meeting room. Then a stone door fell, separating him and the sect leader.

Zhao Yushu hesitated for a moment, found a tomb at random, lay down in a corner, and began to gather his strength, waiting for the arrival of two days later.

"The old immortal is gone."

Zuo Shi and Yan Hui stood together, squinting their eyes as they watched the Fire Phoenix disappear into the sky: "Second Master has to ask for help. It looks like the Master's plan has succeeded, and the old Immortal has to leave."

"Then let's go over there too."

Yan Hui lowered his head with a pious look.

"No rush, let's deal with Wu Ziteng first. Keeping him around is always a hidden danger. Let's go."

Yan Hui shook his head: "Amitabha, it's a pity to waste such a young talent."

The left envoy turned his head in surprise: "Do you really think you are Yan Hui?"

"I am just regretting this. If I cannot do anything, I will flee to the Great Compassion Temple."

"Heh, interesting."

A strong wind blew up, sweeping the two men straight north.

Gu Changfeng and Wu Ziteng sat side by side by the lake. Gu Changfeng smoked casually and looked at the clouds in the sky being blown away by the strong wind.

"They came pretty fast."

"Once the old immortal left, they naturally couldn't wait."

"If I had known to let the teacher leave later, I would have taken the teacher with me to chase them back once."

"Mr. Er is in trouble, how can the old immortal not leave?"

Gu Changfeng nodded: "Everyone in our academy has been figured out by others."

The Left Envoy came down with Yan Hui. Even through the mask, one could feel the smile on his face.

"So it's you, Master, who has arrived. I missed you so much since we last met in Yuezhou. Did you bring your jade dragon today?"

"If you miss me so much, why don't you go to the academy and have a seat? There will be more than just Jade Dragon, there will be many other things for the Left Envoy to discuss."

The two men exchanged sharp words, but neither of them acted rashly.

The Left Envoy has a very high level of cultivation. In Yuezhou, Gu Changfeng forced him away at the cost of being seriously injured. Now it seems that the other party has come to his senses. If he uses the heavenly treasure to fight again, the other party will most likely exchange his injury for his life.

But the Left Envoy did not dare to move rashly. No one dared to underestimate Gu Changfeng, let alone someone who was carrying two heavenly treasures. What's more, both the Left Envoy and Yan Hui had lost an arm.

Moreover, Wu Ziteng beside him is not just an ordinary Ninth Heaven.

"One on one?"

Gu Changfeng extended the invitation with a smile.

"Of course, please."

The left emissary stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, and his only hand had turned completely golden.

Gu Changfeng nodded, and the two of them took steps at the same time. In an instant, they rushed out dozens of feet, sweeping away everything in their path. From time to time, the sound of metal clashing could be heard.

The Left Envoy was not worried that Gu Changfeng might have more treasures. Even if he had them, he could not activate them. If he forcibly activated the third heavenly item, the result would be that no matter whether his opponent died or not, he, Gu Changfeng, would definitely die.

Wu Ziteng looked at the two people walking away. They both had to leave, otherwise the aftermath of the fight in the inner scene would probably make the two people outside the scene unable to hold on. Now he hoped that Gu Changfeng could delay the left envoy and give himself some time.

Wu Ziteng took a deep breath and said, "Monster, it's time for you and me to end this."

Yan Hui laughed: "I was reborn through the flames of the Red Lotus. It is inappropriate for the donor to call me a demon. What's more..."

Yan Hui raised his head, revealing a mouthful of teeth that were so white that they were a little scary: "I have already reached the Great Perfection of the Outer Scene. It may be difficult for you to kill me. Do you want to help me return to the Inner Scene?"

"Is it really an evil and crooked path, or is the you now the real you?"

As soon as Wu Ziteng finished speaking, he suddenly felt his legs go cold. He didn't know when he was standing in the sea.

The sea of ​​suffering is endless.

"Since I was reborn, I have thought through everything. If you want to save all living beings, you can't just rely on cultivation. There are always people like Zhao Yushu who are self-righteous. The Lord of the Underworld wants to be the only one in the world, but I don't think so. Since the sea of ​​suffering is boundless and turning back is the shore, why should we always sink in the sea of ​​suffering?"

Wu Ziteng subconsciously looked back and found the shore behind him.

Shushan.

"Why don't we just stay on the shore together?"

Endless waves suddenly surged over, and Wu Ziteng was swept back by the waves without any resistance, and fell heavily to the ground.

Beneath him were ancient bluestone steps, the same mountain path he had walked countless times.

He fell in front of the gate of Shushan Mountain.

“Wu Ziteng, you don’t care about the collapse of the Demon Locking Tower! Look at what you are doing! Your master will enter the tower to guard it now! From now on, you will stay in Shushan and take good care of it. Don’t go out again in this life!”

This statement sounded arrogant and unreasonable, but after Wu Ziteng staggered to his feet, he actually bowed his head with a confused look on his face.

"Yes, Master."