Immortal and Demon Cultivation

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Wanyan Wulei's words made Ye Xiaochuan's heart beat fast.

If he could take control of the Seventh Organization, then he would be able to rest easy.

Yaoguang is not suitable to lead the Seventh Organization.

She is better at eating.

Her hobby is to lift her skirt to her belly button in front of Ye Xiaochuan to show off her beautiful long legs.

Over the years, if it weren't for Xuanying and others forcing her, Yaoguang would have quit long ago.

If the Horn of the Dead was handed over to someone else, Yaoguang might not agree, but if it was handed over to Ye Xiaochuan, Yaoguang would definitely agree with it.

Ye Xiaochuan nodded and said, "This is a good idea, but now I am the leader of the Ghost Xuan Sect, can I take over the Seventh Organization?"

Wang Zaishan said, "No problem, back then, Brother Xieshen was still the head of Shushan, and he still led the Seventh Organization."

Wang Zaishan wanted to retire, in addition to wanting to find a successor to inherit his mantle, there was another important reason. That is, he did not want to get involved in the dispute between Ye Xiaochuan and the evil god.

Both of them were good brothers who had been through thick and thin with him.

If the evil god and Ye Xiaochuan fought, Wang Zaishan did not know who he should help.

With Wang Zaishan's affirmation, Ye Xiaochuan no longer had any concerns.

He said: "I am willing to be in charge of the Seventh Organization, but my opinion does not count in this matter.

The Horn of the Dead is guarded by Miss Qingying, and Yaoguang is now recognized as the leader of the Seventh Organization.

And you seven jade token holders.

If there is a chance, wait for everyone to get together and discuss this matter.

If you all think that I, Ye Xiaochuan, am suitable to be the leader of the Seventh Organization, I will not refuse.

If someone objects, I will not have any excuses."

If it were before, Ye Xiaochuan really had no interest in the Seventh Organization.

Otherwise, he would not have openly given the token of the Seventh Organization to Wanyan Wulei for free.

But now it is different.

If he wants to achieve his goal, he must strengthen his own strength.

Regardless of how many of the more than 3,000 people will return when the Seven Organizations summon them, it is definitely a force that cannot be underestimated.

Add to that Xuanying's 637 coffins.

This force is almost as strong as the Pangu clan's combat power.

Even though the Seven Organizations and the zombies in these coffins may not participate in the hegemony in the future, as long as this powerful force is in their hands, they can make Yu Jizi and others surrender.

Today is March 29th, and time is running out. There is still one day before Ye Xiaochuan has to go to Jingui Island in the West Sea.

He plans to discuss this matter with the people of the Seven Organizations after the Jingui Island incident is over.

Xuanying didn't know that Ye Xiaochuan had traveled thousands of miles to save his wife.

She is no longer in Yingzhou at this moment.

In the battle with Yu Jizi, she relied on the special power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk to win.

However, Yu Jizi, who holds the God-Slaying Demon Sword, is not easy to deal with.

At the last moment, Yu Jizi still used the power of the magic sword to escape.

Xuanying chased him all the way and finally lost him.

It was already late at night.

Hanyang City, North City.

As the war spread, a large number of people in the northern border could not escape with their families.

In and around Hanyang City, located on the south bank of the Yangtze River, a large number of refugees have gathered in the past six months.

These refugees have been heading south to avoid the catastrophe.

They want to migrate to the Ten Thousand Mountains in the southern border through the Qixing Mountain.

Since the Niangzi Pass was breached last year, food has decreased and prices have soared. Countless refugees have died and injured.

In order to deal with possible plagues, the court sent a large number of manpower to deal with the bodies of people who died of starvation and disease.

Unfortunately, there were too many deaths, and the power of the court could only take care of some cities.

Like the bodies of refugees in the wilderness, there was no way to deal with them.

A few miles west of the Hanyang City Wharf, a large number of charity cemeteries and mass graves appeared.

At this moment, in a charity cemetery that was already full of coffins, a white-haired man with black steam and a blue long sword appeared.

It was Yu Jizi.

After Yu Jizi fell to the ground, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He covered his chest with his hands and gasped.

"The power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation is indeed strong! It's a pity that I haven't reached the Xumi realm! Otherwise, how could I lose to Xuanying!"

Yu Jizi muttered to himself angrily.

He took a short breath.

He put away the God-Slaying Demon Sword and opened a coffin casually.

Inside was a corpse full of maggots.

Under the moonlight, the fat maggots could slowly crawl in the rotting corpse, and a foul smell came to the nose.

Yu Jizi didn't seem to be anything unusual.

He stretched out his hand to pull the corpse out of the coffin and threw it aside.

He opened his mouth and blew gently, and a strong wind came out, blowing out all the remaining maggots in the coffin.

Then, he lay down in the coffin himself.

With a tensile force, the coffin board that fell on the ground instantly flew up and covered it again.

He really knows how to find a place.

This charity cemetery is located in the center of dozens of charity cemeteries west of Hanyang City. There are many mass graves around it, and the Yin Qi is very abundant.

Not long after, strands of Yin Qi quickly gathered from all directions.

Not far west of Hanyang City, in a mountain forest.

Li Ziye sat on a big tree with his eyes closed to rest.

Under the tree, the short and fat storyteller was sleeping soundly on the big belly of the rice bucket.

Suddenly, the old man opened his eyes.

He sat up and looked around.

Li Ziye said, "Junior brother, what's wrong?"

The storyteller narrowed his cloudy eyes and said, "The evil spirit here seems to be a little wrong."

Li Ziye flicked his finger casually, and a tiny white light shot a floating ghost in the forest.

The ghost screamed and then turned into smoke and disappeared.

Li Ziye said leisurely, "What's wrong? There are mass graves and charity cemeteries in the western suburbs of Hanyang City. The yin energy is very heavy, and there are ghosts and spirits of wrongly dead everywhere.

If you don't want to be disturbed by these ghosts, stay in a big inn."

The storyteller rolled his eyes and said, "Stay in a big inn? You can't say that! Now the big bunk bed in the inn costs more than ten taels of silver a night!

Look at me dressed like a rich man?

Originally there was only one glutton, and now you are added to the glutton. Old Now I am in such a state that I can only live with these evil spirits!"

Li Ziye said: "You have no money? There are a few banknotes on the soles of your shoes! There are also banknotes in the lining of your clothes! There are also many banknotes in the lining of the cloth bag of your bamboo pole. You say you have no money?"

"What! How can you... I knew that you were not leaving because you had ulterior motives! I didn't expect you to be thinking about my money!

These are all the money I have saved with great effort. If you dare to have any unreasonable thoughts, I will not forgive you!"

The storyteller was scared. He thought that his banknotes were hidden so secretly, and in the lining of his clothes. Did Li Ziye know it?