After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Half an hour later.

Birch Hill is a not very high hill near Huangfeng Ridge. It is shrouded in clouds and mist, and spiritual energy gathers. It is the training ground of the Huangfeng clan.

At this moment, the temple was littered with dead branches and fallen leaves because no one was taking care of it.

There are broken walls and ruins everywhere, and only the caves dug under the cliffs can be preserved intact.

This is where Zhu Ganglie settled after moving to Huangfengling. It is not in the Western Expedition Army camp or the city.

Amid the falling autumn leaves, a stone table with a missing corner and a cup of steaming fragrant tea are the scene of the meeting.

The Pig Mane has a pig's head and a human body, and its mane is as hard as steel needles. However, its body is not as big as imagined. Instead, it is half a head shorter than the old ape next to it.

It had gloomy eyes, as if it was full of resentment and anger, but didn't know who to vent it on.

Zhu Gangli was sitting, while the old ape was standing, but its momentum at this moment was no longer "timid" as before. The domineering look in its eyes became stronger, its body became much straighter, and there was a faint murderous intent in the air.

Recalling the past can sometimes be an extremely painful and cruel thing.

Especially the loss of memory, in a way, losing memory is a form of protection.

The protector lets go of his burdens, lives on, and looks forward to the future.

"Master, please have some tea."

The old ape walked forward and poured Qin He a cup of tea. No matter how the painful memories tormented the old ape's heart, the warmth Qin He brought to it could always dispel the murderous intent in its heart.

Pour a cup of tea. In the past, only another compassionate old man was worthy of it.

And, very few.

Zhu Gangli glanced at the old ape and his eyes became even more gloomy.

This is a kind of rejection, a rejection of life, even though Qin He is almost invincible in the lower realm at this moment.

"Let me teach you a spell to purify your heart. Things like revenge cannot be rushed. If you are too hasty, you will easily go astray." Qin He picked up the teacup and took a sip, then put the cup down and said with a smile.

"What are you here for? If it's just to chat, I don't think it's necessary," Zhu Gangli said unhappily. After receiving a soul-resurrection pill from Qin He, it regained a soul. Although its soul energy was still weak, it had finally stabilized and remained in place.

Later, he used a secret method to reshape the seven souls, transforming them from virtual to real. His figure was already clearly visible, but it was a little fainter.

Upon seeing this, Qin He directly bestowed upon it immeasurable merits, helping it to completely stabilize its spirit and body. This led to Zhu Gangli's subsequent "rebellion" and participation in the suppression of the supernatural.

Logically speaking, Qin He’s treatment of it was neither indebted nor unkind, but at least it was treated with great favor.

But Zhu Ganglie only bought into Qin He's business. He had absolutely no good temper or patience. When they met, it was as if he owed Qin He three hundred dollars.

"Someone told me that there is a kind of immortal fate in this world that can secretly become an immortal?" Qin He asked directly. He needed evidence, even though the possibility that Cui Yan was lying was extremely small.

"Hmph, it's unorthodox and tempting to corrupt people. It's not trustworthy." Zhu Ganglie's voice suddenly became louder.

"That's because you haven't seen it before." Qin He smiled.

"I, Old Pig, have never seen this, nor do I believe it. I also advise you not to believe it, or one day you will also go astray."

"learn."

Qin He didn't refute, and then asked: "By the way, do you really have nothing to say to me? When it comes to the supernatural, at least we are on the same page, right?"

Zhu Ganglie's hostility is not only reflected in his attitude, but also in his communication.

It never mentioned anything about the upper realm, and tied the old ape tightly, not allowing Qin He and the old ape to have any private contact.

This pig demon must be hiding something.

"Once we reach the upper realm, everything will become clear. It's better for us to not know anything while we are in the lower realm." Zhu Ganglie didn't give any face at all.

"Alright." Qin He didn't intend to dwell on this issue and said, "Let's focus on the present. The army will continue its westward expedition in a few days. I believe the pressure of resistance will be much greater than before."

"Just tell me straight, who do you want to chop?" Zhu Ganglie asked directly.

"You can chop down whoever you want, as long as you leave the body behind."