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Chapter 21 Have you forgotten how you died?

As soon as the rogue sword came out, the man also thought of the recent rumors outside, and looked at Ao Zhi with a bit more greed.

"This person disrupts Bliss. Anyone who captures this person alive will be rewarded with a hundred thousand chips!"

The man pointed at Ao Zhi who jumped away and gave the order. The ghosts below were instantly in an uproar.

One hundred thousand chips!It's enough for them to gamble for a long time. If they're lucky, they can sell it directly without having to serve a sentence!

The ghost below looked at him with eager eyes. Ao Zhi stepped on the rogue sword and put Song Nichang behind him, then turned to meet the man's gaze.

Ao Zhi was sure that he recognized her, otherwise he would not want to capture him alive. After all, the dragon clan is full of treasures, and their souls are no exception.

Ao Zhi turned around and accelerated towards the north of the city after getting past the crowd of ghosts coming up.

A golden bell was erected in the north of the city a long time ago. Neither ghost cultivators nor ghost servants can get close to it, because this golden bell is actually a magical weapon of the Buddha. No matter how the Paradise City changes, they cannot move this golden bell away.

Ao Zhi wanted to take this magic weapon away when she came here, but her brother stopped her at that time, but this time her brother is not here, and no one can stop her.

Seeing that her target was Jin Zhong, all the ghosts were a little hesitant. The timid ones just gave up, while the brave ones looked at the man's face and chased after her.

He grabbed Ao Zhi's ankle and tried to pull him down.

Ao Zhi bent down and used the spell, crushing the ghost cultivator's hand. The ghost cultivator fell down with a cry.

The rogue sword flew very fast, and very few of the ghost cultivators could catch up. For some unknown reason, the man stood there and watched Ao Zhi fly away.

"Nishang, can you help me resist?"

Another ghost cultivator caught up with him, and Ao Zhi turned around and asked.

Song Nishang nodded, then took a dagger and cut open the head of a ghost cultivator who was chasing after him.

This dagger is indeed sharper than the rogue sword, and the cut surfaces are very smooth.

"You go, I'll wait for you."

Ao Zhi was also afraid that Song Nichang would not be able to touch the Golden Bell. After all, it contained Buddhist teachings and basically ordinary ghosts could not touch it.

The golden bell was very huge. Ao Zhi fell to the ground, inserted the rogue sword, grabbed the ore dropped by a ghost cultivator, held it against it, and pried open a crack in the golden bell.

A golden light floated out from the gap. Ao Zhi just thought it was the Buddha's light stored in the golden bell and ignored it, and continued to tilt it.

I don’t know what kind of material this golden bell is made of, but it is extremely heavy. Ao Zhi used her spiritual power to only pry open the gap two fingers wide.

"Did you stay here for too long and have been absorbed by the earth spirit?"

Ao Zhi hesitated whether to take the golden bell away. After all, she really didn't like such a heavy thing, even if it would shine with Buddha's light.

If you don't take them away, you can only use Buddha's light to temporarily repel the ghosts.

Ao Zhi was about to give up, when her hand was held by a golden hand, and she gently moved it down, and the golden bell was tilted up.

Not just a little bit, but the whole thing flew up.

Ao Zhi turned around and saw that the glowing golden hand was connected to a familiar face.

"Buddha?"

The bald soul nodded lightly: "It's the young monk. I haven't seen Dragon Girl for a long time. Are you dead too?"

Ao Zhi: "...You just died."

"The little monk is dead."

Ao Zhi put away her sword and was speechless. Song Nichang's exclamation came to her ears. She turned around and raised her rogue sword to fight off the ghost cultivator who caught Song Nichang.

"This girl is pretty good. Did the Dragon Girl give it to the young monk?"

The bald soul quickly caught up and his eyes fell on Song Nishang, as excited as a prostitute who had not seen a woman in a thousand years.

Well, he really hasn't seen it in 1000 years.

"Have you forgotten how you died?" Ao Zhi and Song Nichang stood next to him, who was covered in golden light. The ghost cultivators did not dare to step forward, but retreated.

The bald soul clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, it seems that the young monk was beaten to death by the dragon girl herself."

"No, you were beaten to death by the demon saint who had been chasing you for hundreds of years and turned into me."

Ao Zhi rolled her eyes. If she knew there was this person under the golden bell, she would never let him go.

Although he was a disciple of Buddhism during his lifetime, he was a flowery monk who did not abstain from anything that a monk should abstain from. He even threatened to return to secular life when he saw him for the first time. The abbot at that time kicked him out angrily, and then he was demonized. The clan saint led a sneak attack and killed him.

As for those who were so dead, when Ao Zhi found out about it, she almost got so angry that she picked up these losers and beat them up.

Buddha suddenly realized: "It turns out to be Bilan, the demon saint. No wonder the dragon girl was particularly proactive that day."

Ao Zhi quickly covered Song Nichang's ears.

"Children, don't listen to dirty talk."

Buddha raised his hand and made a magic spell. The golden bell returned to his hand and became the size of a bell.

This bell has become his magic weapon, no wonder...

No, why is he hiding down there by himself when he has nothing to do?

"Is Dragon Girl in trouble? Do you need little monk to help you?"

"Thank you then."

Seeing that all the ghosts were getting ready to be burned by the golden light and attack again, Ao Zhi took Song Nichang and headed towards the reincarnation array.

Fozi smiled and waved to Ao Zhi, but suddenly a knife struck his shoulder. Fozi suppressed his smile, turned around and the golden light faded away, leaving only a Shura face.

"Catch her? Do you deserve it? The Mo family is too old to die."

Buddha tore off the rosary beads in his hand, and the rosary beads rolled to the ground, transforming into ghost babies and throwing themselves at the ghosts.

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"Really, is everything okay? He's only one person."

Song Nishang looked behind with some worry, even though she could no longer see him.

The reincarnation formation is a formation that tests whether a ghost can become a ghost cultivator. Usually no ghosts come here, so the place is empty except for a few swaying Hibiscus flowers.

"It's okay. He's thick-skinned and all ghosts. He was a disciple of Buddha during his lifetime and is much more powerful than other ghosts."

And she just transferred the conflict. No matter how bored Fozi was, he would not trap himself. He should have been trapped by someone.

When he comes out, he will naturally seek revenge from ghosts.

Of course, the possibility of the Mo family being immortal is very small, so the two of them can join forces, and when they come out, maybe they can solve it!

If it were someone else, Ao Zhi might not cheat him, but who would let that person be a disciple of Buddha?

"Let's go."

Ao Zhi made a barrier at the entrance of the Samsara Array, Song Nichang took out the sign, and the two of them walked in together.

At the same time as he entered, Ao Zhi's soul was separated from this body and fell into the barrier. The rogue sword stood beside it and looked around, like a wanderer.

The scenery inside the Samsara Array was similar to the scenery outside. What came into view was a piece of water with starry scales, and the flowers on the other side were planted next to it. It was a good season for the flowers on the other side to bloom. The flowers moved automatically without wind, and they fell just in time to touch their knees.

"A newcomer is here."

"Two are here, go and call the messenger out!"

"No, the messenger is sleeping."

"Just go in by yourselves. The test is very simple. Just walk over and see the messenger and then come over!"

"Yes, come over here, take one and leave us, you will be a real ghost cultivator!"

(End of this chapter)