Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

I really like what Zhou Li said.

It's just a living chicken feather, let it die.

Of course, this was not him playing with abstractions, nor was it him being lame. In fact, this was the conclusion he had come to after careful consideration.

The Ghost King must indeed die.

If Ying Yuan's existence is to make the zombies that are hated by ghosts and abandoned by ghosts accepted by the world, Jiang Li's existence is another extreme.

She is a dumpster of sorts.

The kind that you can clear with one right click.

The fundamental problem is not the soul, because the soul is constantly reincarnated like the law of conservation of matter, and the debris generated in the process is not worth mentioning at all. What really makes the ghost world on the verge of collapse is memory.

Memories are not invisible. In the process of reincarnation, memories will be lost and become "entities" in a certain sense. The ghost world is not reality. There are many things in the ghost world that are invisible and intangible. Therefore, the seemingly empty ghost world has actually been filled with memories and has reached a critical point. With just a slight touch, the ghost world will completely collapse.

And Jiang Li's existence is to digest these memories.

Before, the bastard devoured a lot of memories and soul fragments to strengthen himself. In the "battle" with the bastard, Jiang Li truly accepted her identity as the ghost king and no longer missed her past identity as an immortal. When she truly became the ghost king, she realized that the ghost king was not meant to rule the ghost world.

She is salvation and death.

The reason why the ghost world chose Jiang Li and made her the ghost king was because they valued the strength of Jiang Li's soul. They valued that her soul could accommodate the memories of the ghost world and then completely disappear.

After becoming the Ghost King, Jiang Li, who was once an immortal, actually became a container without realizing it, a perfect container. As long as Jiang Li died, her soul would scatter like fragments, sticking to the ghost world, constantly collecting those memories into her soul, and then completely digesting them.

Only in this way can the ghost world be saved.

Terrible.

Zhou Li squatted on a stone, looked at the busy monsters and demons under his feet, patted the dirt off his butt, and stood up.

This is the ghost world, everything is very clear.

He calculated Jiang Li's character accurately, calculated that she would definitely become the Ghost King, and calculated that Jiang Li would not escape the fate of death after becoming the Ghost King.

This stone is a stone on the Ghost King Hall. It is very large, but very ordinary. According to Jiang Li, there was a mountain mover who accidentally entered the ghost market. He did not have any spiritual objects and could not pay the death tax. He could only buy his life with a stone that he placed in a special container to serve as his door. This stone is very ordinary, just very heavy, like a door panel, that's all.

But Jiang Li liked it very much because it was a stone in Jiutian Mountain where she had lived and she had rested on it.

About 1,900 years ago.

Now, Zhou Li occupied the stone and sat on it for a whole day. Just when his hemorrhoids were about to come out, Zhuge Qing appeared behind him.

"All right."

Concise and concise.

"All done?"

Zhou Li asked with raised eyebrows.

"According to what you said, a medium-sized magic circle is ready. Jiang Jiang has also prepared one... a weird thing you made."

Speaking of weird things, Zhuge Qing also looked a little strange, as if it was difficult to talk about.

"Not bad, at least I did it. If it was Tang Wan, do you believe it would be a giant brick?"

Jumping down from the stone and rubbing his butt, Zhou Lile said in a friendly manner: "Where is my Ying Yuan?" Zhuge Qing, who failed to take the photo of Zhou Li and Ying Yuan kissing because the photo stone in the soul world was only virtual and could not be taken out, looked sad for a moment, but he quickly concealed it.

"His Highness Ying Yuan has just set up the magic circle and is waiting for you."

Reaching out his hand and gently tapping Zhou Li's forehead, Zhuge Qing asked with a smile: "When are you going to marry His Highness Ying Yuan? Don't forget, I am your master, and I will sit next to Sister Tao Yao and receive your gift."

As Zhuge Qing's direct disciple, Zhou Li's wedding arrangements belonged to Taoyao and Zhuge Qing. In the Ming Dynasty, a master who taught and taught was no different from a biological father. In a sense, a biological father was no better than a master, let alone in the world of immortal cultivation.

Therefore, if Zhou Li really wants to marry Ying Yuan one day, he will have to kowtow three times to the Taoist priest.

Thinking about that scene, Zhuge Qing felt a rare sense of anticipation and excitement.

"I don't know."

Zhou Li stretched lazily, yawned and said, "Of course I want to get married, but now I am a layman, I haven't cultivated the spiritual energy of an immortal, and I am just like that, and I don't have an official position. Now you can't say whether I should marry Ying Yuan or she."

"It will be all right."

Ying Yuan's face was tense, trying not to smile, "You can marry me."

"Hey?!"

Zhou Li was startled, but he heaved a sigh of relief after seeing who was coming. "I have to have some dowry if I marry you. I can't go empty-handed."

"You're the only one I want."

Ying Yuan grabbed Zhou Li's sleeve and said with a faint smile: "If that's the case, I have nothing either. You secular people don't agree with cemeteries that are Feng Shui treasures. I'm also penniless when I marry you. We're a match made in heaven, right?"

"Right, right, right, right."

Zhuge Qing's head was almost leaving an afterimage, and the modified photo stone in his hand never stopped moving.

"Okay, let's go."

Zhou Li gently shook Ying Yuan's hand off his sleeve, and then held her hand tightly. Feeling the cool and warm touch of his palm, Zhou Li smiled and said, "Let's go and see the Ghost King's funeral. It's so rare. Many people will never see it in their lifetime."

“It should be said that no one in the world can see it.”

Ying Yuan said softly: "This is a grand and silent funeral."

Tang Wan sat on a chair holding a Coke and eating and drinking. The black cat sat on Tang Wan's head with its head raised proudly, like a cute little doll.

Jiang Li closed her eyes tightly and sat cross-legged in the center of the magic circle. She was not wearing the bright red wedding dress that she liked very much. Now she was just wearing an ordinary plain skirt. The whole person, no, the whole ghost was plain and elegant.

Goat Man and Master Cen also arrived at this time. One of these two demons was Jiang Li's friend, and the other was a master of souls. Of course, Goat Man also witnessed everything that Jiang Li did in a sense, so his presence was very reasonable.

And ginger ginger...

The little deer stood quietly by, with only worry in his eyes.

"Hey, hey, here we come!"

Holding Ying Yuan's hand, Zhou Li was full of energy and vigor. He looked at everyone and said loudly:

"Brothers, let's hold a funeral!" (End of this chapter)