"I don't have a junior brother like you."
After Zong Ci finished speaking, a fishy and sweet taste suddenly surged into his throat.
Blood dripped onto the water mirror, creating a glaring red stain on it.
Seeing this, Ling Chou's eyes fluctuated slightly.
He subconsciously wanted to move forward, but was blocked by the illusory water mirror.
"No... ... "
The man on the other side of the water mirror whispered softly, his words revealing extreme pain, and his expression became cold and hard, completely different from the well-behaved man in Zong Ci's memory.
"Brother, I didn't..."
I didn't mean to kill you.
But the young man did not stop talking. Even though blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, he still spoke word by word without mercy: "Ling Chou, this is the last time I will call you that. Regardless of what grudge we had in the past, you have already betrayed your master and have nothing to do with me anymore."
Zong Ci closed his eyes, unwilling to look at him any longer, "Besides, we had already severed our relationship the night before I ascended."
Let's not talk about the relationship between Zong Ci and Qingxuzi for now, but at least there is still a master-disciple relationship between him and Qingxuzi. Even if the sect is cleared, he, Ling Yun, is still Qingxuzi's disciple, this is an indisputable fact.
As for Ling Chou, he not only murdered his fellow senior brother, but also betrayed his master three hundred years later. From any angle, they have no connection anymore, not even any friendship.
"Brother, I have waited for you for many, many years in front of the Yellow Springs Gate in the ghost realm, but I have never seen your reincarnation."
Ling Chou opened his mouth, his voice unusually hoarse.
After betraying his master, Ling Chou went to the ghost realm and spent two hundred years unifying the seven ghost cities and establishing his capital in Fengdu, the deepest part of the ghost realm.
He built a hideous and towering black iron palace in front of the Yellow Springs Gate, placed a throne made of bones opposite the Yellow Springs Gate, and then waited on the throne for five hundred years.
Ling Chou thought that this way he would be the first to see his senior brother’s reincarnation.
"I am sorry for you... I am an unforgivable bastard, I deserve to die."
The boy's crow-feather eyelashes trembled twice, leaving a fan-shaped shadow on his face, but he still did not raise his eyes.
Another nickname for ghost cultivators is soul cultivators. As the master of the ghost realm, Ling Chou practices the "Yellow Spring Book", which is the most closely associated with the soul, the most difficult to practice, and the most obscure and dangerous.
Liu Yuan was indeed an insignificant disciple of the outer sect of Taiyan Sect, but he was possessed by a wisp of Ling Chou's soul and thus became a spy planted in the righteous path by the Lord of the Ghost Realm.
When Ling Chou first saw Zong Ci, he was shocked and angry. He would not allow someone to look like such a loser. He was so similar to the man in his memory that he wanted to kill him many times.
However, when he used the Soul Locking Lamp to verify, he got the unexpected surprise that his soul was one person. Later, he found out that this outer disciple was not the reincarnation of his brother, but... ...himself.
Ling Chou could never have imagined that the person he had been waiting for for so many years had not been reincarnated.
Taking the boy's silence as consent, Ling Chou's eyes darkened. He was about to explain, but suddenly stopped.
He moved his gaze away from the face he had been thinking about day and night and looked behind the boy.
Taiyan Sect has a Qingxuzi who is in the Tribulation Stage in charge, and the entire sect is like an iron barrel. Otherwise, as the master of the ghost domain, Ling Chou would not have to choose to personally take over the body to plant spies. Although Ling Chou has now broken through to the Mahayana stage, he is still a long way from crossing the tribulation.
Seven hundred years ago, he was lucky enough to escape with his life at the hands of Qingxuzi. Even though he had revealed all his cards, it didn't mean he would be so lucky every time.
But even though he had taken over Liu Yuan's body, Ling Chou's body was still in the ghost realm thousands of miles away from the mortal world. It was impossible for him to cross such a long distance in a short time. Even for this brief meeting, Ling Chou forcibly sacrificed Liu Yuan's body to barely establish a passage, which could not last long.
But after all, sacrifice is a blatant evil magic, not to mention that in order to build a passage, Liu Yuan's body has completely collapsed. The ghost energy emanating from him is still spreading in the Sunset Forest, leaving no grass wherever it goes.
Such a grand scene would surely be noticed by Tai Yan Sect in no time.
Ling Chou disliked this way of conversation which seemed to be face to face but could not touch the other person at all.
"Now is not the time to talk. I'm afraid the people from the Law Enforcement Hall will be here soon."
The man's voice was low and hoarse, and he spoke quickly, "I have a few spies in Taiyan Sect. After I deal with the matter in the ghost realm, I will come to explain it to you in person."
"Brother, please... give me a chance to explain."
If other people in the ghost realm saw this scene, they would probably be so shocked that they would be speechless on the spot.
The cruel and crazy Lord of the Ghost Realm, whose always cold eyes and brows, unexpectedly revealed a bitter look that was almost like pleading.
"... ..."
Zong Ci said nothing, and he gathered his fingers that were hanging by his side one by one, put the hilt of the sword in his palm, and suddenly raised his hand.
The beautiful sword light rose from the ground in the dark forest and pierced the sky.
This sword energy does not contain any spiritual power. It is completely based on the understanding and mystery of the sword. However, it is enough to shake the world, just like a light in the primordial universe.
“Tear, tear, tear—”
The next second, the water mirror standing in front of him began to crack from the point where the sword light was brightest, and then shattered with a loud bang.
Millions of fragments fell from the sky, turned into water droplets, and scattered.
The wind whistled wildly, gathering up the water droplets, and a never-ending rain fell, like an uncrossable ravine between the two brothers that had been there for a thousand years.
At the last second before the water mirror completely shattered, Zong Ci turned sideways and spoke indifferently.
"You go now."
The young boy's handsome eyes were still distant and calm.
Ling Chou stared at the scene intently. When he spoke again, the water mirror had disappeared, and only a pool of blood was quietly rolling in the huge and gloomy palace.
The Lord of the Ghost Realm stared at the empty palace, his expression returned to secretiveness, and he slowly lowered his hands.
"... Senior Brother."
He muttered to himself, and suddenly curled up the corners of his mouth and let out a crazy and weird laugh.
you are mine.
You will be mine.
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On the other side, not long after the water mirror shattered, several flickering lights suddenly appeared in the dark night sky, and several streams of light like rainbows piercing the sun quickly fled towards this side.
Zong Ci had practiced the ruthless way for so long in his previous life, and after his path was shattered in this life, one of the sequelae was that he had difficulty controlling his emotions. He stood there for a long time, and finally managed to control his emotions. When he looked up, he saw this scene in the sky, and thought to himself that it was not good.
“—Liu Meng?!”
Remembering that there was an outer disciple who came with him, Zong Ci turned around suddenly.
Because the sword had consumed too much energy just now, his vision was a little dizzy, but he also saw clearly -
There was only a corpse on the ground, which had long lost its life, its eyes were empty, and even its body had decayed into bones with flesh and blood stuck to it.
Undoubtedly, the black fog that is still hovering in the forest and spreading continuously has extremely terrifying corrosive power.
Because he had focused all his attention on Ling Chou before, he was careless for a moment and was unable to take care of himself and failed to notice this outer disciple.
Of course, it is not ruled out that Ling Chou did it on purpose.
Zong Ci sighed, took out a clean piece of clothing from his storage bag, and gently draped it over the bones.
The ghost cultivator took the initiative to expose his aura, and happened to be outside the Taiyan Sect's barrier in the Sunset Forest. The elders of the sect's law enforcement hall would rush over immediately.
Liu Meng's bones were still on the ground, not far away lay Wang Bing's half-broken body, and Liu Yuan's body had long since turned into meat paste. Although their bodies were incomplete and the black aura had almost dissipated, the disciple badges on their bodies could still identify them. The Law Enforcement Hall could easily check the Affairs Hall and find out that another outer disciple had also accepted the mission of the four-person team, and he was the only one who survived among the four.
There is no point in hiding now, we will be caught anyway.
Sure enough, just a moment later, several law enforcement elders of Tai Yan Sect wearing Taoist robes and holding swords descended from the sky.
The news that the righteous and demon tribes were going to war against the ghost realm was not concealed at all. The entire cultivation world knew that the war was imminent. Other cultivators had already completely withdrawn from the ghost realm, and the ghost cultivators had been hiding their presence in the mortal world recently, not daring to step into the righteous territory for fear of being labeled as spies. Now that the aura of ghost cultivators had appeared, the sects were naturally on high alert.
As soon as the leading law enforcement elder landed on the ground, he saw several corpses with miserable deaths below, and his brows furrowed.
The disciples following the law enforcement elder saw the memorable young man standing in the woods at first sight and exchanged surprised glances with each other.
"What is going on?" the elder asked coldly.
The disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall behind the other Law Enforcement Elder immediately took the order and stepped forward, squatting on the ground to check.
Liu Yuan's body was sacrificed alive, and there was still an ominous aura of evil magic on his body.
When the disciple from the Law Enforcement Hall stepped forward, he just placed the talisman lightly. As soon as the talisman touched the corpse, it suddenly ignited with terrifying black fire and shot up half a meter high.
The disciple was startled and quickly used the water spell, but the large amount of water pouring out from the void could not put out the fire. Everyone could only watch the black fire burn the remaining body of Liu Yuan into black charcoal.
"This is evil magic! It's the evil magic of the ghost realm!" The law enforcement elder exclaimed, "How dare the ghost cultivator to intrude into the territory of Taiyan Sect!"
Everyone turned around, and everyone was on high alert, trapping Zong Ci, the most suspicious person and the only survivor on the scene. Six or seven swords were pointed straight at them.
No wonder they are so nervous.
Judging from the aura of the ghost cultivator just now, he was at least at the Out-of-Body Stage, or even at the Mahayana Stage or above, not to mention that there was an even more terrifying sword energy following right behind him that was difficult to describe in words.
When this happened at such a critical moment when the war was about to start, the Law Enforcement Hall immediately sent people to the main peak to inform the head of the sect, Qingyun. As for the ancestor Qingxu, this ancestor of the sect has been missing for many years, and ordinary people can't invite him at all, so he is not included in the statistics.
Zong Ci raised his hands helplessly, "I didn't kill these people. The body you just examined is the culprit."
The face of the leading elder was stern and hard, and he showed no sign of softening. "If you have any evidence, bring it to the hall for discussion. Now, please come with us to the sect's law enforcement hall."
The Law Enforcement Hall of Taiyan Sect is not a good place. It is basically a prison. Sometimes, disciples who have committed serious offenses are allowed to be punished privately. In short, if you go in there, you will be skinned alive even if you don't die. It is a very terrifying place in the sect.
Zong Ci's eyelids twitched.
Actually, there is another way.
As long as he took out the identity card that symbolized that he was a direct disciple of Tai Yan Sect, these elders and disciples would probably be so scared that they would slide to their knees when they saw the pattern of the main peak on the jade slip.
But his action indirectly acknowledged that he was the disciple of Patriarch Qingxu.
If he could do it again, Zong Ci would not want to have any involvement with Qingxuzi.
Just as he was hesitating, at the end where the shadows of the trees spread and met the moonlight, the space was suddenly torn apart by an invisible hand.
Tear space!
Everyone gasped.
You know, this is something that only those who have reached the Tribulation Crossing Stage can do.
Zong Ci suddenly raised his head.
The wheelchair slowly moved out of the crack.
The bright moonlight sprinkled on the body of the leader of the Tianji Sect, as if it would carry him to heaven and away from this filthy world in the next moment.
A gentle and ethereal voice sounded, with an unquestionable certainty, breaking the deathly silence of the forest.
"He is innocent."