I was thrown away at the beginning, and I will build a grave for you after I come back to life.

"All ghost generals and ghost soldiers, listen to my command! Line up and pass through this Purple Thunder Gate in turn. Cleanse the evil spirits from your bodies, take back the power of our faith, the light of our merits, and open the path to rebirth."

When Gui Shuai saw all the ghosts gathered, he stood beside the entangled Qi Meng and gave his final instructions to the ghosts in a sonorous and powerful voice.

The people of the city who came with the ghosts only then discovered the frightening Zi Lei Qi Meng next to them.

Their hearts couldn't help but ache.

Their ancestors protected them during their lifetime, died in battle, and were struck by lightning after their death. Those with shallow eye sockets are now in tears.

Purple Thunder, the nemesis of ghosts.

They are afraid of their ancestors and will be scared to death if they touch them.

But if you fail, you will end up with your soul torn apart in a miserable way.

Go forward and fight for a way out.

If you retreat, you can't even go to hell.

The ghosts looked at each other, their eyes filled with fear but also with determination. Under the gaze of the Ghost Commander, the first ghost general took a deep breath and walked towards the Purple Thunder Gate with heavy steps.

The moment its body touched the purple thunder, a dazzling light flashed, and the ghost general roared in pain, but did not retreat.

The people of the whole city watched this scene nervously, their hearts in their throats. The descendants of this ghost general secretly prayed to God in their hearts, please don’t disappear into thin air, ancestor, you have to cheer up!

They couldn't bear to look at the scene in front of them and closed their eyes in pain.

The roar of the ghost general gradually died down until there was no sound at all.

His descendants felt sad. It was all over. Their ancestor was completely gone.

At this moment, the ghost general used all his strength to pass through Qimeng and came to the other side. He successfully passed through the purple thunder Qimeng gate. The demonic energy on his body dissipated, and was replaced by a faint light of merit. The beam of merit that shot into the sky separated a ray of the ghost general's merit, which surrounded him.

In the valley, a skeleton of him floated out.

"It's done!!!"

Someone shouted excitedly.

The descendants of the ghost general quickly opened their eyes and saw the transformation of their ancestor. They excitedly stepped forward and took the bones floating out of the valley.

"You guys go back first." After the ghost general finished speaking, everyone said goodbye and escorted the bones of their ancestors back home.

As the first ghost general successfully passed through the Purple Thunder Gate, the confidence of the ghosts increased greatly.

One ghost soldier after another followed closely behind, the roar of purple thunder continued to sound, and every flash of light was a tearing of the ghost general and ghost soldiers.

Some of those with lower cultivation levels were about to be reduced to ashes.

His descendants quickly ran over and cheered him on.

"My ancestors, you have to hold on. Success or failure depends on this one move. You have waited for eight hundred years of reincarnation, and you are about to succeed."

"Yes, old ancestor, you can't give up now. Think about it, we've resisted you for so long, not letting you enter the city. Aren't you angry? You know how much we've suffered better than anyone else."

It would be fine if I didn't mention this, but I get angry when I mention this ghost. Damn it, if I can't be wiped out today, I will insist on going on. I will wait until I succeed and beat up these unfilial descendants to vent my anger.

He just roared angrily and tried his best. Finally, when he was about to collapse, he successfully passed through the Purple Thunder Dream Gate.

His descendants excitedly shouted, "Our ancestor also succeeded!!!"

The ghost slowly turned his head and looked at his descendants with a deep gaze. Okay, you unfilial sons, I'm going to beat you up first.

So a scene of ghosts beating people appeared in the open space, and the main thing was that they were unable to resist.

Every descendant was beaten black and blue, and even the dog that came with the family was kicked twice innocently.

But they were happy. After a beating, their ancestors were able to persevere and continue on the path to reincarnation. They felt that it was "worth the money."

They don't fight back when they are hit, but just happily wait for their ancestors to beat them.

As the ghosts continued to beat the people, they began to hug their descendants and howl like ghosts. But he accepted their filial piety.

The other families were delighted when they saw this.

They quickly went to their ancestor, and as long as their ancestor could not withstand the cleansing of the purple thunder, they began to rub salt into his wounds.

There were stories about people using the trouser legs left by their ancestors to fly kites, marrying his granddaughter to the old man, and even selling his underwear at an auction house. All kinds of weird things were told.

The ancestors who had once been to Zi Lei Qi Meng were furious, their eyes full of rage, and they wished they could beat these unfilial descendants on the spot.

However, looking at their nervous and expectant expressions, the anger in my heart inexplicably dissipated a little.

"You little bastards, wait until I embark on the road of reincarnation, and then you will see how I will keep an eye on you." An old ancestor threatened angrily.

The other ancestors also began to scold, but there was a hint of imperceptible relief in their words.

After all, at this critical moment, these younger generations tried every possible means to make them persevere, even though those tricks were really despicable and mean.

He also shook his pants and flew a kite. That was great, they took note of it.

At this time, the descendants had no idea that their ancestor's eyes were bright and sharp.

It was not until later, when the ancestor with memories was reincarnated into the family and became the little bully of the family, using his pants to shake and fly kites every day, that they realized that the ancestor's "revenge" would not be absent from their lives for the rest of their lives. Although the "retribution" was late, it was not too late.

It really made them experience the meaning of "losing one's integrity in old age"!

Finally, all the ghost generals and ghost soldiers passed through the Purple Thunder Gate. The evil spirit on their bodies disappeared, and they were surrounded by the power of faith and the light of merit.

Gui Shuai looked at them with joy in his eyes.

However, there are many who were independent cultivators during their lifetime, without relatives or supporters. The light of merit on their bodies is the incense offered by the people of that era when they died in battle.

But time has passed too long, and the golden light on their bodies has been worn away by the years, leaving only a thin layer that is barely visible.

They stared at their own corpses in a daze, sadness on their faces.

There is still a lot of light of merit that is rising into the sky that has not been distributed.

The family that did not receive the call from their ancestors felt lost, but when they saw the ghost generals and ghost soldiers coming here and floating in front of their family, they were ecstatic.

They also searched everywhere for their ancestors, but in the end, no ghosts came, and they didn't even see any ghost shadows.

The family's strength was low, and the ancestor's strength was not high either. They must have been unable to withstand the erosion of the demonic energy for hundreds of years, and their souls had long since been shattered and dissipated between heaven and earth...

They squatted beside and covered their faces and cried...

If, if the truth was discovered sooner, perhaps their ancestors would still have a chance of survival. They regretted that they had lost their ancestors...