Will You Die if You Don’t Pretend to be Forced?

There are many ghost repairs in the underworld. After all, this is the most cloudy place in the whole world, and it is also the most evil ghosts of all kinds. Many monks escaped after their deaths. Some of them managed to enter the underworld and escaped the arrest of the underworld patrol ghosts, all the way to this wilderness-the place where the underworld ghost cultivators gathered.

This land boundary can be said to belong to the land boundary of the underworld, but it does not belong to the jurisdiction of the underworld.

It was the second chance that the king gave to these half-fallen monks and spirits, so most ghost cultivators practiced in their own caves, and they rarely went out. People like Jiang Yuyan would still have a good relationship with many high-level people in the underworld. Less.

The well water on both sides does not offend the river, and even if something goes wrong in the underworld, these ghost cultivators will come out to help.

It's not like the tense relationship between the heavens and the demon world-any war is launched only when the opponent's entire clan has been slaughtered.

This wilderness is called "Ghost Mansion", and it looks dark from above, like a charred ground with pits and pits. No one can know how many ghost mansion is standing below it. Moreover, the ghost mansion is the place with the fewest ghosts in the entire underworld. Usually, people who can see personal shapes on the road are basically the ghost cultivation powers who have cultivated very well.

——Just kidding, although the habits and thinking of ghosts are different from those of humans, it does not mean that ghosts are fools! Who is so stupid to come to this place to catch the ghost cultivators to practice their hands?

The monks in the ghost mansion also have contacts on weekdays. They basically gather once in a hundred years to discuss the realm with each other. This good and peaceful atmosphere is not worse than that of human monks. After all, everyone will fall from a good physical body for various reasons. When only the souls remain, there is no need to fight for life and death in the land of Hades. The most indispensable thing in this underworld is all kinds of ghosts. Whoever has the ability will catch them by himself, and show his spirit of being a ghost repairer, and the ghost servants of the underworld will not be embarrassed by them.

Occasionally someone went to the Shura Road to catch two fierce Shura Yashas, ​​and they would bring them to the Centennial Rally as if they had caught some treasured animals. Everyone discussed and discussed the research and development of the role of the new species in the ghost, which is useful for the sacrifice of the flag. Well, it's better to use it to engrave into the magic weapon.

For the evil spirits, these ghost cultivators are simply non-spirited! Must meet and run on weekdays! Even the hungry ghosts in the Red Lotus Hell, who are more able to experience the corrosion of the Forgotten River, are more afraid of the endless stream of ghost repairs than they are afraid of the evil.

But the evil spirits themselves were very evil in their lifetimes, and belonged to the bottom of the food chain of the underworld. Unless it is the ghost king and the handsome, no one will avenge them.

When Jiang Yuyan returned to the ghost mansion this time, he happened to run into a century-old rally. The rigid requirement of this rally was that all ghost cultivators who were not in retreat and were in the underworld must attend.

Because she had been practicing in retreat for a thousand years before, and then just wandering in the underworld because she had nothing to do, she really didn't know the people here.

In the end, she thought she didn’t know these people, and she didn’t expect that many people would look at her—the ghost cultivators who participated in this century-old rally all wore black robes, and occasionally held something strange in their hands. I took my own magic weapon.

Even if these people watched it, they were still whispering about something. She would naturally hear what the people with a low cultivation base said, but the content of the spirit communication of those people who were stronger than her was out of her reach.

"There are a lot of newly added monks this time. Why don't you know each other's name?" The leader holding a pure black scepter in his hand, with a beast head decorated with a beast and a gluttonous animal on top, spoke. The voice of's came into the minds of all the cultivators present, and the audience was quiet for an instant.

This person is currently the highest ghost cultivator in the underworld-Zhan. It is said that when the ghost commander is cultivated, the king of the ten palaces will invite him to defeat the enemy.

Many old people stepped back. In an instant, Jiang Yuyan and a dozen other people stood in the center abruptly, with Zhan in front, and the entourage behind him, all because they admired Zhan’s cultivation methods and gave up the path of their own exploration. Instead, he shared with him a monk who practiced the same exercises.

There are more than a dozen people, including men and women, and even a gray-haired old woman.

They looked at each other. They didn’t know who got up first, said their first name, and added a sentence of why they came to the underworld-being killed by an enemy, the soul escaped by chance, and was desperate in the original world. , So I had to follow the ghosts to mix in from the ghost door, and finally became a ghost repairer and came here.

The next few people also reported their first and last names, and the reason for becoming a ghost repair. This self-introduction seemed like a strange scene that only appeared when they joined a new group.

Finally it was Jiang Yuyan's turn.

She hadn't spoken before, but attracted the most attention. The reason is simple. Her appearance is too gorgeous, she doesn't look like a ghost repairer... To say that she is a fox fairy is even more convincing than the status of a ghost repairer.

Whether it was the far-flung eyebrows, the peachy eyes that didn't smile, or the lips that didn't light up, they all attracted the eyes of many people to her. Obviously, she has changed into the lowest-key black robe that is indistinguishable from everyone else, but it seems that she is the only one in this entire dark world with color.

She felt bad when others introduced themselves and brought background...When it was her turn, she glanced calmly at the one who had not removed the black cloak and hood, only exuding cold horror. Zhan, who was in a posture, pretended not to notice the eyes of the other people, and his eyes lightly swept across them one by one, and then he said unhurriedly: "Jiang Yuyan."

Everyone was waiting for her words, but she was quiet for a long time, but she had no more information.

Just when someone remembered to ask another question, Zhan spoke faintly. This time he used his own voice. His voice was gentle and elegant, and it was not in harmony with the aura of ordinary ghost cultivators: "It's you...I I remembered, the underworld that came to 1,231 years ago."

Jiang Yuyan: ......Ma Ye Guixiu, the boss actually knows me? ? ?

Wherever I went, I found myself being recognized by the boss, this feeling... is slightly subtle.

There was a bit of surprise in her eyes, she didn't know how to answer the words of the boss, because the other party's tone still had a strange familiarity-but she was really not as good as where to go in the background and where to follow. .

After thinking about it, she remained silent.

Fortunately, Zhan didn't mean to continue to focus on her. Instead, he turned to face other people. Only half of a pointed chin was exposed under the hood. The complexion was slightly pale, and he said slowly:

"Recently, the eighteenth-layer **** of the underworld will give birth to a ghost commander. The ghost cultivator with a cultivation level of less than three thousand years will either enter the cave retreat after this rally, or leave the underworld first during this time-at that time, he will lose his life, but there is no first Three opportunities for others to hear your grievances."

Everyone had their own minds, and they exchanged their thoughts with each other in a low voice, and gradually calmed down again. Zhan Wei nodded unchecked, and announced the start of the rally.

Jiang Yuyan stood on the side, distracted, listening to the talks of other ghost cultivators next to him, and also listening to this time the big guy who pays attention to the cultivation experience talked about the bottleneck problems encountered in ghost cultivating practice, and what is worthy of reference. He has practiced. way of doing.

The two people next to each other were talking quietly with their spirits--

One of them started gossiping: "I heard that this one-hundred-year rally will catch up with the birth of a ghost commander, so nearly two-thirds of the ghosts in the ghost mansion can go out to help the king of the ten palaces to survive this jade mansion. Robbery."

"Yeah, ah, why am I so unlucky? I finally found a quiet place to practice. Before I killed it, this ghost handsome came out? Guishuai is a thing that may not be seen once in 100,000 years. , I don't know what level of cultivation it is." Another said by that.

"I heard that Guishuai possessed our ghost aura for thousands of years when he was born. The ghost aura is so strong that he can't even digest the water of the Forgotten River. Those who are not good at fighting in the Ten Halls of Yama are not opponents." Another person came up. , Similar to joining a chat group, divine thoughts fell into the minds of the two before them out of thin air.

Both of them were stunned, and asked in surprise: "Really?"

One of them did not forget to add a sentence: "The King of the Ten Temples also invited Zhan, how powerful is Zhan's cultivation base?"

Jiang Yuyan couldn't help but curled her lips, noticed a glance over, and subconsciously reminded them a few words: "Zhan's cultivation base is at least better than us-for example, even if you were talking with divine mind just now, Presumably it has also reached his ears."

When she reminded, all three of them felt the gloomy sight, and they were as quiet as a chicken. Even when they were running in their brains, they suddenly braked, as if Zhan could pass through. They look like they read their thoughts.

After a while, the dumbfounded talents were relieved of that dull state.

The third person who joined at last looked in Jiang Yuyan's direction. The two were not far apart, and this time it was more convenient for their conversation.

"I know you." He looked at Jiang Yuyan with complicated eyes, as if he saw someone who should never be here.

Um? Am I a star of the underworld?

Jiang Yuyan looked at him calmly, waiting for his next words.

"Thousands of years ago, in the battle between the demons and the heavens, it was rumored that there was a golden immortal enemy in the heavens, who was stripped of the immortal grid and fell into the underworld-I didn't expect you to become a ghost cultivator."

Tong-enemy?

Jiang Yuyan looked at him with strange eyes, as if listening to other people's stories, and even raised the corner of her lips to ask him: "Really?"

The man looked at her strangely, and the tall figure walked around her twice, and asked very suspiciously: "Why? Don't you remember? Think I'm making up?"

"Well, because I don't know how to do this kind of thing, and I'm not so good. Did you admit the wrong person?" Jiang Yuyan nodded calmly, even raised her lips at him in a good mood, her eyes were like water, and she smiled. Which rippling.

There are some things, even if you don’t remember, you will know which ones you can do and which ones you will never step on.

Hearing Jiang Yuyan’s rebuttal, he also rebutted it unhappily, as if arguing with people about the historical knowledge in his memory: "I remember that person is you, colluding with the demons, leading to the defeat of the Celestial Army, Thirty-Three Twenty times were captured by the demons on the 7th day of the day. Don’t quibble, whether it’s your appearance or your name, I remember it, because that battle was preached by many gods who came to the world to experience, I was fortunate to be here I saw an earth fairy when I was a human, and I'm pretty sure it's talking about..."

"Have you seen it with your own eyes?" A gentle voice interrupted him. Because the voice is really gentle and jade, it is hard for everyone to imagine that the owner of this voice will actually add a topic halfway.

The man got stuck and reflexively replied, "Although I haven't seen it, the fairy has no reason to lie to me."

But this person didn't realize that when the gentle voice sounded, there was silence around him, and even the ghost repair master who was originally talking about experience shut his mouth.

Jiang Yuyan turned to look at the man who came here with a pure black scepter-it was Zhan.

"Hearing is fictitious, seeing is believing-not to mention this is the underworld, and the disputes in the heavens have nothing to do with this. Take a 10,000 step back, even if the heavens require the underworld to hand over the traitors from the heavens as a punishment, this should also It’s the matter that the King of Ten Temples is worrying about. What is it to do with you?" Zhan walked to Jiang Yuyan's side and only heard his gentle voice, but the content of the words could be said to be unceremonious.

The Guixiu who had been reprimanded by him fell silent, and was photographed by his terrifying cold spirit, and he dared not speak any more.

It wasn't until he approached that Jiang Yuyan knew that the previous contact with Nie Xingfan's soul was not really cold, and that the breath of this ghost cultivator was. It was gloomy, as if it was only half-stained, and it made people feel desperate. That kind of cold is not only the soul is frozen, the bottom of my heart feels cold, but when he feels his breath is approaching, It seemed to see the light in my own world gradually disappear as he approached, and the feeling that I was surrounded by boundless darkness.

The ghost cultivators were supposed to be very adaptable to the darkness, or at least better than most monks or human beings to adapt to the darkness.

But Zhan, this guy, seemed to be fused with the most terrifying ghost. Anyone who was evoked by him with the darkest fear would find that when he came in contact with him, it turned out that he was still alive before.

What's more terrifying is that this person's breath is so gloomy, but that voice sounds gentle and harmless, just like Master Pianpian. Of course, anyone who has felt his breath will not regenerate half-distracted thoughts, and will naively think that this ghost repair is as harmless as his voice.

Jiang Yuyan turned her head to look at him until the surrounding ghost repairs were afraid of Zhan's breath dissipating, and nodded at him: "Thank you."

He also turned his head to look at Jiang Yuyan. Even if he looked directly at the black hood, he still couldn't see his appearance. It seemed to be completely integrated with the color of the shirt, but she could still feel his eyes fall on her face. On - to be honest, if you stop here for another monk, you will be frightened by this horrible scene.

Hearing her thanks, his voice became softer: "It's just about being entrusted and loyal to others, don't say thank you."

Jiang Yuyan: ...? ? Um? Feel that you owe favor in the world? ?

The author has something to say: I wanted to open the next world, but the plot of the underworld has to go!

First order! The next chapter starts with the new world plot hehe! !

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