Immortal Cultivation

As for Zhan Juexue, of course, he was not seen. After being repelled into the space crack by Mu Wanyi, he disappeared.

Lin Yi looked at the Ghost Face Ancestor and said, "Where are the dry bones that you refined into the Dry Bone Yinshan Formation?"

So far, he has not destroyed the Dry Bone Yinshan Formation, and has not found the foundation for its arrangement.

According to the Yin Yang Soul Beast, it was the sacrifice of living people that refined the Dry Bone Yinshan Formation. Lin Yi is worried and must destroy it.

The only person still alive is the Ghost Face Ancestor, and only he knows the location.

Of course, Lin Yi can also find and destroy it himself after killing the Ghost Face Ancestor, but if the Ghost Face Ancestor takes the initiative to tell him, it can save a lot of time.

"Dry Bone Yinshan Formation, I don't know it either, let's do it."

Lin Yi stared at the Ghost Face Ancestor. From his lonely eyes, it seems that he does not know the foundation of the Dry Bone Yinshan Formation, but how is it possible?

"Master, kill him. We will find him later. He is in the territory of the Soul-Snatching Sect."

"If we don't take action, a large number of cultivators will arrive. Master doesn't want any more accidents."

The Yin-Yang Soul Beast immediately reminded Lin Yi not to waste time. If the Withered Bone Yin Mountain Formation is not removed, new situations may occur at any time.

It may even be used by the Ghost Face Ancestor. Once the Withered Bone Yin Mountain Formation continues to improve, even Lin Yi himself will not be able to tear it apart and destroy it.

A good situation was wasted.

"Go!"

"Master..."

The Yin-Yang Soul Beast was so anxious that it even wanted to let the Ghost Face Ancestor go. What kind of master is he?

"Xiaobai, stop talking. No matter what, Lin Yi did worship him as his master, and killing his master with his own hands is a rebellious act. It is not good for Lin Yi's reputation at all, and it may even be used by others."

"Besides, even if Lin Yi doesn't care about his reputation, it is not good for his state of mind, and it will become an obstacle to his path in the future."

"The Ghost Face Ancestor can't threaten Lin Yi. In addition, his life span is not much, and the destruction of the Soul-Snatching Sect has intensified the impact on him. Even if Lin Yi lets him go, he probably won't live long."

When the Yin-Yang Soul Beast wanted to persuade Lin Yi again, Feng Ling quickly sent a voice message to stop him.

"Feng Ling, although what you said makes sense, if you don't get rid of the roots, the grass will grow again in the spring breeze. Once the disciples of the Soul-Destroying Sect know that the Ghost Face Ancestor is still alive, they will have a backbone. Who can know what the future will be like?"

"Once they grow up in secret, even if it has no impact on Lin Yi, the cultivators of Shuiquanzhou will suffer a disaster again."

"Don't say that the 100,000 mountains blocked them from entering. The incident of Zhan Juexue is still vivid in their minds."

"Who can know whether they will have a second Zhan Juexue, or Zhan Juexue will find them."

"Don't be soft-hearted. The Ghost Face Ancestor must be killed here to eliminate the trouble forever."

"Don't say that Lin Yi will be grateful for letting the Ghost Face Ancestor go. At this moment, he must hate Lin Yi to the bone."

The Yin-Yang Soul Beast is of course aware of the possible impact after killing the Ghost Face Ancestor, but in its opinion, between the pros and cons, it is still the safest choice to kill the Ghost Face Ancestor.

"Xiaobai, don't get involved. Let Lin Yi handle it. I believe he will make the most correct choice."

"If Lin Yi hadn't been emotional, he would have destroyed the Soul-Destroying Sect long ago, and there would be no chance for them to activate the Withered Bone Yinshan Formation."

"Xiaobai, do you hope that Lin Yi is a heartless and ungrateful person?"

"Xiaobai, of course not........."

"Feng Ling, let's put it in one thing."

"Xiaobai, it seems to be one thing, but it is a fact that Lin Yi worships the Ghost Face Patriarch as his master. Do you think that killing his master has no impact on Lin Yi's heart? They can't be equated. Besides, after worshipping, he treated Lin Yi well, and Feng Ling also agreed with Lin Yi's choice."

"Don't get involved. Let Lin Yi decide for himself."

"Forget it, Xiaobai doesn't care."

The Ghost Face Patriarch looked at Lin Yi and said, "Let's do it. Although we accidentally became a master-disciple relationship, we are still mortal enemies. You still have a long way to go in the future. You can't leave such hidden dangers for yourself. The same applies to future things."

"Let's go!"

Lin Yi said expressionlessly.

He still couldn't do it. What he thought in his heart was completely different from what he actually did.

Although he became a disciple under the identity of Hualin, if he changed his name, wouldn't he be himself?

"Haha!"

The Ghost Face Patriarch laughed loudly. He didn't know whether it was a joke from God or a pity from God.

At the end of his life, he had such a master-disciple relationship with a peerless genius.

"Haha!"

The laughter was full of loneliness and desolation.

In the laughter, the Ghost Face Patriarch set himself on fire and turned into ashes.

In the blazing fire, the Ghost Face Patriarch looked around the Soul-Destroying Sect for the last time, and his last sight was fixed on Lin Yi.

"The road is dangerous and difficult, but you must be firm in your heart."

At this moment, the Ghost Face Patriarch burned to ashes, which drifted away with the wind and scattered in every corner of the Soul-Destroying Sect.

His life also ended at this moment, and he ended with the Soul-Destroying Sect.

"Good death!"

The Yin-Yang Soul Beast said to Feng Ling through voice transmission.

Of course, it didn't dare to say it directly, otherwise Lin Yi would not beat himself.

“Xiao Bai, stop talking too much. No matter what Ghost Face Patriarch did, he was indeed very kind to Lin Yi. Moreover, before Lin Yi, Ghost Face Patriarch had never accepted any disciples. Lin Yi was his only true disciple.”

"What nonsense is it? Forget it, he's dead. We don't have to worry about him anymore."

Fengling shook her head, not wanting to play the piano to the cow anymore.

It just doesn't make sense.

Also, the Yin-Yang Soul Beast has experienced too many years, and has experienced many more things than they do, so it sees things very differently.

"Thank you, Alchemist Lin Yi, for eradicating the evil Soul-Sorrowing Sect for the sake of all people in the world."

Several people hurriedly saluted. They were all from the Jianyuan Domain and felt the same feeling more than others. The dark cloud that the Soul-Sorrowing Sect suppressed in their hearts could finally dissipate from this moment on.

My body and mind seemed to have been liberated from a shackles, feeling more comfortable than ever before.

And all this comes from Lin Yi. For them, Lin Yi is their great benefactor.

At this time, a large number of monks arrived, looking at the devastated and dilapidated Soul Soul Sect with expressions of ecstasy on their faces.

The moment they heard Lin Yi take action, they knew that the end of the Soul-Sorrowing Sect had come.

But actually seeing them collapse was a completely different mood.

In the future, he no longer has to face the ever-present threat from the Soul-Sorrowing Sect, and he finally gets rid of the worries in his heart.

"Thank you so much, Master Lin Yi, for your great kindness, which I will never forget."

"Thank you Lin Yi..."