It’s just cultivating immortality, who isn’t a favorite of heaven?

Lin Zhi only lost the memory of falling into the trap, but he clearly remembered the way his mother took him up the mountain.

After becoming a ghost cultivator, his memory was enhanced, so even after many years, he did not forget this journey.

Along the way, he made choices without any hesitation at every intersection.

Two days later, he took Cheng Shuyan to the location of Linjia Village in his memory.

……

"Are you sure this is Linjia Village?"

Looking at the empty space in front of him, Cheng Shuyan couldn't help but doubt his memory.

If a village once existed, even if all the villagers moved away, there would at least be remains such as houses.

But there is absolutely no trace of human life here, no houses, no fields, only a wasteland overgrown with weeds.

"Sister, I remember correctly, this must be Linjia Village, but..."

Lin Zhi's face was full of confusion. He couldn't possibly remember it wrong. He walked this route in his mind countless times every day. How could he remember it wrong?

"Here, sister." He pointed ahead: "This is Lin Hai's house, opposite his house is Lin Xiaoyu's house, and over there is the village chief's house!"

He pulled Cheng Shuyan forward for a while, then stopped and pointed in front of him: "This is my home. There is a poplar tree behind my house. My mother once carved my height and my name on the tree!"

Cheng Shuyan looked back in the direction of his finger, and there was indeed a poplar tree there.

The poplar tree had grown into a towering tree, about as thick as three adult men could hug around it.

She swept her spiritual sense upwards and indeed saw a mark on the tree that looked like the word "稚".

However, after years of erosion, this mark has been stretched and deformed due to the growth of the main body.

It seems that Lin Zhi's memory is correct, this is indeed the location of Linjia Village in his memory.

but……

Where did Linjia Village go?

"elder sister!"

Lin Zhi suddenly called her anxiously.

"Something must have happened to my mother! Something must have happened in the village that year, which is why she couldn't come to pick me up!

She didn’t abandon me, sister, my mother didn’t abandon me, I’m going to go find her, I will definitely find her…”

The more he spoke, the more excited he became. Ghost energy couldn't help but overflow from his solid soul body. Even Cheng Shuyan was almost confused by this ghost energy.

"Lin Zhi, calm down!"

She activated the contract, forcing him to calm down.

"You also said that your mother is just a mortal. Look at the position of your name on the poplar tree. It will take at least two hundred years for it to grow to this height.

It's been so long, even if your mother had died peacefully, she wouldn't be alive now!"

"But I'm also a mortal, sister. I have the opportunity to live again as a ghost cultivator, so why can't my mother?"

As Lin Zhiyue spoke further, his voice became increasingly soft and almost inaudible. He himself knew how slim the possibility was.

Cheng Shuyan remained silent, not knowing how to comfort him.

She herself had experienced the pain of losing a loved one, and such extreme pain could not be comforted by a few words from others.

To be fair, if it were her, she would also be willing to believe in the tiny possibility of Lin Zhi.

Lin Zhi was immersed in the thought of her mother and couldn't extricate herself, while Cheng Shuyan was always paying attention to Lin Zhi's condition.

Neither of them noticed that a sinister one-eyed monk had quietly appeared behind them at some point.

"Hahahahaha, such a powerful ghost energy! I actually encountered it, it really is God's will."

It was not until this man spoke that Cheng Shuyan and Lin Zhi noticed him and they immediately became alert.

"Fellow Daoist, I am here with my ghost servant to practice magic. I wonder what you mean by this?"

The man kept staring at Lin Zhi with burning eyes. Cheng Shuyan knew in his heart that this man must have ulterior motives and was plotting something against Lin Zhi.

She could only take the initiative and tell the other party that she was Lin Zhi's master. If the other party left tactfully, everyone would be happy.

But if he doesn't know what's good for him, this battle will be inevitable.

Although the other party's cultivation level is at the seventh level of Qi training, two levels higher than hers, she may not be without the ability to fight.

Lin Zhi had been staying in the trap on the mountain and rarely saw monks.

Now seeing this man staring at him with sinister eyes and malicious intent, he felt a little uncomfortable.

He is a soul body and has not cultivated a physical body, so he cannot touch any object or person.

He could only slowly fade away his soul, hold the corner of Cheng Shuyan's clothes with his small hands, and hide behind Cheng Shuyan.

"Hahaha, fairy, I'm in a good mood today and don't want to kill anyone. As long as you cancel the master-servant contract with this little devil and hand him over to me, I will let you go. How about it?"

The man looked at Lin Zhi greedily and licked his cracked lips, as if Lin Zhi was already in his pocket.

"Don't even think about it!"

Since the other party was unwilling to retreat, Cheng Shuyan was no longer polite. He summoned the Heaven-Breaking Hammer and held it in his hand, ready to strike the other party at any time.

"Alas, such a beautiful girl is going to die in my hands. What a pity."

The man seemed to be regretful, but he didn't hesitate at all. He took out a black flag, and as he urged it, the flag instantly became bigger.

The flag was full of ghostly aura, and there seemed to be souls wailing inside.

"Are you an evil cultivator?"

Cheng Shuyan was a little surprised. This was her first time encountering an evil cultivator.

The cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation all consider themselves to be on the right path and rely on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to improve their cultivation.

The evil cultivators' cultivation methods are extremely strange, almost all of them use human blood, souls, etc. to practice, and countless innocent lives have been taken by them.

Therefore, evil cultivators and immortal cultivators are essentially opposites. In the immortal cultivation world where immortal cultivators gather, they never dare to appear in the immortal cultivation world openly.

Therefore, these evil cultivators hate all cultivators, and once they meet a cultivator, they will fight to the death.

"Little fairy, don't say such harsh words. There are three thousand great ways, we just chose different ones."

"But your doctrine is built on the lives of so many innocent people!"

She no longer hesitated, and swung the Sky-Breaking Hammer in her hand with all her strength. Huge hammer shadows with fierce momentum smashed towards the opponent.

Facing Cheng Shuyan's attack, the man didn't care at all. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a disdainful smile.

He just waved the flag in his hand lightly, and a group of eerie and terrifying ghost servants emerged from the flag, pouncing towards Cheng Shuyan's hammer shadow with their fangs and claws.

In just a moment, those ghost servants dissolved Cheng Shuyan's hammer shadows one by one, as if the powerful attack had never existed.

The man laughed triumphantly, his laughter full of sarcasm and contempt.

"Hahahahaha, do you, the hypocritical cultivators, have clean hands? Under the banner of righteousness, you have done so many evil things! How are you any better than us evil cultivators?"

The man spoke and waved the flag sail again, and the ghost servant in the flag sail rushed towards Cheng Shuyan and Lin Zhi without hesitation.

With the appearance of the ghost servants, the surroundings suddenly became eerie and terrifying, filled with ghostly aura, making people shudder.

These ghost servants have different shapes, some are extremely ugly, and some have ferocious faces, but it is not difficult to see that they were all human beings.

They let out low roars, as if they wanted to devour everything in front of them.