Wild boar

Chapter 793 The sacred tree refers to friends
Thousands of feet of pagoda.

The Demon Realm of Regret.

A red ball of light the size of a thumb fell into a grotto.

The red light faded away, revealing a furry boar man.

The wild boar man stood on the edge of the grotto and looked at the grotto carefully.

This grotto is very special...

There are remaining skeletons in the grotto, but in other small grottoes, there is either a repentant demon soul sitting there, or they are empty.

Zhu Zishan looked at the wall of the grotto, where there were three large blood-red characters.

Hate, hate, hate!
This demon soul must have harbored immense resentment when he was alive, but now it has turned into withered bones, not even a soul left...

The vast majority of prisoners in the Demon Realm of Regret only have souls and mana, which is similar to a state of half-ghost cultivation. Most of their bodies have decayed, but their souls and mana still exist...

Even if only their souls exist, these demon souls are still practicing the "Great Mercy and Great Compassion Meditation Mantra" day and night...

Theoretically, the demon soul here will never self-destruct, so why does this demon soul disappear into thin air?

Zhuzi Mountain has been standing there for a long time, but no one can figure out the cause and effect.

Obviously, the secret of the Demonic Realm cannot be understood in a short time.

But Zhu Zishan is not in a hurry, time is always on his side...

Thousands of miles away.

A light rain fell in the purple bamboo forest of Ziyun Mountain.

A woman in black robe carried a small tree planted in a bonsai indoors from the rain.

The Zizhulin courtyard where Yue Mo lives is exactly the same as the Zizhulin courtyard where Zhu Zishan lived more than 70 years ago.

Most of the buildings in Dongsheng Human Tribe's territory are made of wood. One characteristic of wooden buildings is that they cannot be preserved for a long time. If no one lives there, they will disappear in 30 to [-] years.

What Taoist monks pursue is their own immortality and freedom, and they pay very little attention to external things.

People only seek longevity, but houses do not seek longevity. This is a state of mind.

Yue Mo retreated here and rebuilt the Zizhu Lin courtyard here.

Putting the Karma Tree under the eaves, the small tree with seven or eight leaves suddenly began to rustle, and the direction of the leaves pointed to the south.

Yue Mo raised his head and looked towards the south of the purple bamboo forest. After thinking for a moment, Yue Mo held the sacred tree of cause and effect and flew towards the south.

About a hundred miles away.

The leader of the Taiyuan Sect, Mao Quluo, was suspended in mid-air with a majestic look on his face. He stepped on a giant demon corpse with gnarled muscles.

The giant demon corpse was like a bloated monster, suspended in mid-air.

The black corpse demon energy is like rolling black clouds, covering a large area...

After a moment.

A ray of light flew out from the black clouds, and it was a disciple of the Taiyuan Sect Corpse Refining Hall.

"Reporting to the sect master... we have not found that monster." A disciple said.

"Hmph! Not found?"

Mao Quhuo glanced at this disciple and sneered, "Isn't that you?"

A ball of black energy roared out from a big hand, grabbing the disciple tightly in his hand. As the black energy surged, a pink aura was crushed by the black corpse demon energy.

The corpse demon's energy continued to surge, and this disciple was actually killed by the corpse demon's energy.

Great!
This man actually turned out to be a disciple of his own sect, and he actually fell into the trap.

Exactly at this time.

A ball of pink mist exploded from the black magic cloud.

A vigorous shadow ran out quickly.

"Seeking death!" Mao Quluo roared loudly.

A huge hand composed of a demonic cloud of corpses shrouded the sky.

The magic cloud's big hand roared down.

A panicked white fox emerged from the pink cloud.

The moment Mo Yun's big hand fell.

There was a sting.A blood-red sword thread flashed away.

The towering Demon Cloud's big hand seemed to have collapsed, unable to take shape in an instant.

"Who is it!?" Mao Quhuo shouted loudly, and the giant demon corpse under him also let out a provocative roar.

A black escaping light traveled from far to near.

Escape the light and gather it away.

It was Yue Mo who was holding the Divine Tree of Cause and Effect.

"Who are you?" Mao Quhuo was not familiar with Yue Mo.

Yue Mo is the leader of Baishi Ancient Dark Hall and a disciple of Shang Nu. Her presence in Taiyuan Sect is very low.

Although Wu Maqin has a fifth-level cultivation and is nominally the strongest person in the Taiyuan Sect, Wu Maqin has become a disciple of the Shang Nu since she practiced life and death with the Ghost King Su Tong.

Nowadays, Shangnu City is equivalent to the sect of Taiyuanmen, and Taiyuanmen has become a subsidiary sect of Shangnu City.

Mao Quhuo, on the other hand, tried his best to maintain the independence of Taiyuan Sect. In the final analysis, it was not the so-called different paths between humans and ghosts, but the inability to let go of his own rights. After all, he was the leader of a faction.

I would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail.

"I, Yue Mo, let this fox demon go." Yue Mo's voice was calm and distant.

"This fox demon is using illusions to murder our disciples, so forgive me for obeying my orders!" Mao Quluo said loudly.

At this time, under Mao Quluo, there were more than a dozen third-level disciples of the Taiyuan Sect. As the leader of the sect, Mao Quluo naturally could not lose his prestige, not to mention that although Shang Shenshen had strong powers, she was compassionate. Putting the lives of humans and ghosts first in everything, and being extremely weak in dealing with things, his disciples should still be weak no matter how high their cultivation level is.

Mao Quhuo had just finished speaking.

A red sword thread pierced his eyebrows.

Mao Quluo's shocked face froze, and his soul had been crushed by a sword.

Tiandu Corpse Fire burned from the inside out, burning away the black demonic cloud of corpse energy.

The out-of-control giant demon corpse was also killed by the red sword thread. Two huge lumps of soulless flesh fell from the sky and hit the ground hard.

The black light on the ground disappeared, and seven or eight third-level Taiyuan Sect disciples looked at Yue Mo, who was wearing black robes, with horrified expressions.

"You can leave." Yue Mo calmly ordered.

As soon as these words came out, the disciples of Taiyuan Sect felt like they were being pardoned.

"Wait!" Yue Mo was born again.

The group of Taiyuan Sect disciples who had just set up their escape lights all turned away their escape lights and looked at Yue Mo in horror.

"Take this guy's body away." Yue Mo ordered.

"I will obey the order of my senior." The disciples said with sincerity and fear.

After Yue Mo finished speaking, he landed in front of the white fox like no one else, and said with a smile to the splendid fox demon: "You didn't make their butts swollen, did you?"

The white fox demon looked at Yue Mo for a long time before he came back to his senses. He opened his mouth for a long time and then said: "How can you, a pig like you, be so powerful with your clones?"

I am afraid that only the fox demon in front of me knows that Yue Mo is the incarnation of Zhu Zishan.

A pig and a fox have known each other for a long time, and their friendship is extremely deep.

Although the fox demon Zhuiyue has more than just friendship with Zhu Zishan, Zhu Zishan still recognizes Zhuiyue as his friend.

Baihu Zhuiyue sighed and asked, "Where did your body go?"

Hearing this, Yue Mo was silent for a moment...

After thinking about it for a long time.

Yue Mo just said: "I'm locked up."

"Are you going to take risks again?" Baihu Zhuiyue said in a complaining tone.

"Wealth can be gained through danger. If you don't take risks, how can you upgrade so quickly?" Yue Mo said.

"Alas...that's true." The words spoken by the handsome white fox sounded girlish.

"Then what are you going to do now? Just rely on your clones to hang out outside?" Bai Hu Zhuiyue asked.

"It's not necessarily a bad thing to go to jail on the main body. Just find a special place to retreat. There's nothing wrong with the clone. I just need to take care of the little tree." Yue Mo said, holding up the green tree in his hand.

"What kind of tree is this?" White Fox Zhuiyue asked.

"This is a tree that should not exist in this world. It has infinite magical uses..." Yue Mo said with a raised corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)