Mei Yi looked at Mei Qiqing, and the clouds covering thousands of miles in the sky nodded, as if acknowledging that the disciple Chi Sheng had received was very talented.
"You're luckier than me. I've been looking for a successor since the beginning of this era, but you see, the Bone Plain is littered with corpses. I've searched the entire galaxy, but I haven't found a suitable successor."
The clouds in the sky were talking, making Ye Xiangyang and the others feel incredible, "So there is such a race? Are they really passed down from the last era? Will the heaven and earth collapse again?"
Chi Sheng chuckled, and a voice came out from his black big hand: "Mei Yi, she is the queen of the ghost clan in this era. There are more than 8,000 ghosts in this world, and they are still multiplying. How about we support the ghost clan of this era together?"
Mei Yi chuckled: "Chi Sheng, I'm afraid that after you pass on your skills, you will turn into the spirit of the Netherworld Flag. From now on, you can no longer exist as an individual life, right?"
Chi Sheng did not speak. The black hand sighed deeply: "Not only from now on, I have already turned into the spirit of the Netherworld Flag. Otherwise, I would not have taken over another body and been reborn."
Mei Yi chuckled: "What can I do if I take over another body and am reborn? This era is different from the last era. The things we practice are different. We will never be able to practice to the pinnacle of heaven and earth again. We haven't achieved the long-term goal of becoming a flexible instrument. If the disciples I teach have a promising future, they may be able to defy the will of heaven and bring us back to life."
A faint halo appeared on the black finger, and it was obvious that he agreed with Mei Yi's statement: "In this case, how about we teach this disciple together?"
Mei Yi nodded. In fact, the clouds in the sky were shaking.
"Okay, since there is a race like ours in this world, let's work together to create a disciple."
Time passed slowly, and after five months, Mei Qiqing finally understood the memories that Chi Sheng passed on to her. It was a vast and profound memory, an indescribable grandeur, and a civilization from the previous era.
Mei Qiqing saluted Chi Sheng according to the understanding of becoming a disciple in the previous era, and Chi Sheng's big black hand chuckled.
The big flag unfurled and turned into a small flag, entering into Mei Qiqing's body. The Netherworld Flag turned into Mei Qiqing's natal treasure.
Mei Qiqing paid a visit to Mei Yi according to the etiquette of the ancient ghost clan. Mei Yi reached out and grabbed them and took them to the top of a hill.
"Our ghost clan's direct bloodline was composed of twelve major races, also known as the twelve stars of the universe. We were the twelve races before the era. We were the twelve races transformed from the souls of evil spirits, goblins, ghosts and monsters." The black cloud turned into a man, a black man. He changed to the height of a man and sat on the top of the mountain.
His eyes were dark and dark: "Back then, Chi Sheng and I were both the most talented geniuses in our clan. The world was in decline and changing, and no one could escape that catastrophe. Our clan transferred all the genius and treasures in the clan into the treasure, so that we could enter the treasure and avoid that shocking disaster."
"The heaven and earth shattered, the world shattered, and our treasures were about to shatter along with it. It was the highly skilled cultivators of our clan who used their own cultivation to resist the shattering of heaven and earth, and the death of time."
Ye Xiangyang and the others were horrified when they heard this. They had never imagined that this world would be shattered and that there would be death.
Ye Xiangyang and others had experienced the Five Degenerations of Heaven and Earth in the Xuanwu Continent. That was just a continent. Who could have imagined that the entire world could die? How impossible that was.
"When this world was formed, the rules of the new world were like a sharp blade that killed us. All the people in my clan died, and I was the only one left, and I was covered in wounds."
For some reason, seeing Mei Yi's sad face, everyone's heart trembled. They all knew that this person was a great and powerful person who had lived through an era. The Immortal Emperor could be immortal with the world, and when the world decayed, they would also die. But these people escaped the destruction of the world, how heroic and moving it was.
Mei Qiqing said: "Senior, don't worry, I will pass on the essence of your two clans and restore the glory of your two clans in the past. It is even possible that I will let you truly come back to life in the future."
Mei Yi smiled bitterly: "Well, I hope so."
He also transmitted his memories to Mei Qiqing, but most of his memories were hidden, and he only let her understand the contents that Mei Qiqing could understand.
When Mei Qiqing was understanding her memories, Ye Xiang** integrated them based on his own observations, and he actually realized a brand new Taoist technique, which he called the Great Art of Life and Death.
Ju Yunxiu and others took turns to protect Mei Qiqing, and when they were not protecting her, they wandered around the mountain.
Suddenly, Ju Yunxiu saw a person, or to be more precise, a person's corpse.
He was wearing the Taoist robe of the leader of the Meiling Sect. Ju Yunxiu had seen it in the sect books before, so she was sure of it. Looking at the image of the corpse, Ju Yunxiu carefully recalled the records in the sect books. She was able to confirm that this figure was the previous leader who had entered the gates of hell and never returned.
It was also the previous sect leader who was a man of great talent and strategy, and managed the sect to great prosperity. It was only because he obeyed the call from inside the Ghost Gate and ignored everyone's obstruction that he entered the Ghost Gate and never came out again.
It was also from that time that the Grand Elder of the Meiling Sect no longer asked about the sect's affairs, because no one had the sect master's sect order, and they did not recognize the new sect master who had emerged.
Originally, the sect wanted to choose the elder who was in charge of punishment as the sect leader, but the great elder disagreed. He said that the sect leader's order was the sect's token. Whoever could get the sect's token would be the sect leader. It was the sect leader who gave them the sect leader's order. If there was no sect's token, they shouldn't say that.
Who dares not to listen to the words of the Supreme Elder? Therefore, although the daily affairs of the Meiling Sect are under the jurisdiction of the Elder in Charge of Punishment, he is not yet the Sect Master.
At this moment, the sect leader suddenly opened his eyes, and his bright eyes stared at Ju Yunxiu.
Ju Yunxiu suddenly felt a memory flowing into his mind, and he involuntarily came towards the sect leader's corpse.
The sect leader's corpse suddenly stretched out his long hands with nails and moved towards Ju Yunxiu's head.
In the distance, Mei Lingzi was terrified. Her first thought was, "Is the Sect Master a corpse? Is he going to kill the disciples of her own sect?"
"Don't—" Mei Lingzi shouted loudly.
Ju Yunxiu couldn't hear and was already walking towards the sect leader.
Mei Lingzi closed his eyes. Damn it, he couldn’t even fly in this space. Otherwise, why wouldn’t he stop his disciple
It’s over, it’s over, everything is over. I’m afraid there is no hope for my disciples.
Think about it, the sect leader has turned into a zombie and they are only a few steps away from each other, how could Ju Yunxiu escape
Who would have thought that the hand with several feet long nails did not pierce into Ju Yunxiu's head, but placed the palm on Ju Yunxiu's head.
The sect leader's arm was bright, and Mei Lingzi was stunned. She could see it clearly. It was like the energy of the sea surging and rushing into Ju Yunxiu's body.
The quality of the energy was astonishing. What kind of energy was this? It had a world-shaking majesty. It should be said that it was the energy of a powerful emperor. Mei Lingzi couldn't believe it. Could it be that the sect master had entered the gate of hell and died
How unbelievable that would be, how could such a powerful emperor die.
Mei Lingzi didn't dare to interrupt the sect master's inheritance of Ju Yunxiu's energy, and just watched quietly from the side.
There was silence inside the Ghost Gate. Mei Yi was teaching Mei Qiqing his skills. Ye Xiangyang was comprehending the Great Art of Life and Death, which was a Taoist art he created himself, about life and death, life and death.
The spirit of the Xuan Weapon was very excited. As long as the Great Art of Life and Death was successfully created, it would mean that Ye Xiangyang had reached a new realm. Those who could truly break through the Immortal Emperor and become a God King were those who could create their own means.
That means that Ye Xiangyang has broken through the boundaries of heaven and earth, transcended this world, and achieved himself.
Ye Xiangyang sat on the rock, the energy in his body circulated. He knew three thousand great ways and one hundred and twenty kinds of immortal arts. It was Ye Xiangyang's urgent wish at this moment to refer to those immortal arts and create his own Taoist arts.
His body was full of vitality, as if it was about to erupt. He was like the god of creation in this world full of death, not to mention that he was carrying the life art of the earth.
After the vitality faded, he began to develop towards death. The rules of death spread, and first of all, Ye Xiangyang's body was without any vitality or energy, and he was just a corpse.
That’s not all. His vitality was still decreasing and his body became like a mummy.
The stones beneath him made crackling sounds as they decayed under the influence of the law of death.
In the dead silence, Ye Xiangyang's body regained vitality again and slowly grew, and those stones actually slowly recovered together.
Yu Yurou, Dongli Dingjing and Xiang Yixiu's eyes widened.
They all knew about the Three Thousand Great Daos, and there was absolutely no Taoist magic that Ye Xiangyang was using now. They could feel the horror of this Taoist magic. When the Way of Death came out, Ye Xiangyang was the god of death who spread death. Anyone who was swept up by the rules would have their vitality faded.
Even if their vitality fades away and they themselves do not die, their fighting power will be depleted. This is terrifying. It is so terrible to fight while your vitality fades away.
Ju Yunxiu's three dantians were filled with terrifying energy, but all this energy was passed on to her in a compressed form. Finally, a sect master's order slowly floated in front of Ju Yunxiu.
A sentence appeared on the sect leader's order: Take my order and give orders to the sect.
Ju Yunxiu did not accept the sect order first, but knelt down in front of the sect master Ku Dong: "Sect Master, please accept my greeting. I will definitely carry forward the Meiling Sect."
After kowtowing, Ju Yun Xiucai slowly took the order from the sect leader. The moment she took the order, the sect leader turned into ashes.