One of the main reasons why practitioners practice hard is to attain enlightenment and transcendence. Although attaining enlightenment is difficult, practitioners who have reached a certain level can at least attain enlightenment and transcendence in some sense.
For example, it is impossible to become a water ghost or a hanged ghost that needs to find a scapegoat, nor is it possible to become an evil creature after death bound by some resentment. Even if one cannot become a ghost cultivator, at the very least, he or she will return to heaven and earth.
But at this moment, the two cultivators have actually become extremely lowly ghosts, or ghost servants. They have practiced for a lifetime and in the end they died, but they are in a state where they cannot even control their existence or death, coming and going. No one can accept this, and they are now a little crazy.
"No! No! Impossible—"
"No, this is an illusion! It's an illusion—"
One of them shouted "Impossible" and the other thought it was just an illusion. Although they already understood the real result in their hearts, no matter how they vented their fear and anxiety, no matter how they shouted and made a fuss, their feet never moved an step from beginning to end. It was not because they were bound by some magical power, but because they strangely knew that they were not allowed to move. This was the source of their fear.
The two were unable to control their emotions. Lao Niu and Lu Shanjun just watched in silence, especially the former, who had a cruel smile on his face, as if he was watching a circus. Although the two were unable to control their emotions, there were people who could help them to control their emotions.
"Shut up."
Lu Shanjun only moved his lips to utter two faint words, but the two cultivators, who were so crazy that they didn't seem like cultivators, suddenly shut up.
After all, he has been practicing for hundreds of years, so he can only accept the reality no matter what.
"Hahahaha... He's hundreds of years old, but he's still yelling like a kid!"
Niu Batian laughed out loud, but Lu Shanjun did not make fun of them. After the two of them calmed down, he started to ask.
"Tell me what your identities are."
The two monks' minions looked at each other, closed their eyes gently, and then slowly opened them. One of them spoke first.
"My name is Xia Pinming." "My name is Liu Xi."
"We have all lived in Jingxuan Haige for a long time, but we know some of the secrets of heaven and earth, and our love for Haige is not as strong as our desire to pursue the Great Dao."
"Oh! You two are the ones who truly betrayed your teacher and ancestors, and you are still pursuing the great way?"
Old Niu was being sarcastic again. Lu Shanjun knew Old Niu's temper and did not stop him. However, the two cultivators seemed unaffected by his words and one of them continued talking.
"Lian Ping'er and I are old acquaintances. It was she who led us to understand the truth of the way of heaven and earth several decades ago. However, we later served different masters. After our initial disbelief, we received guidance from a master behind the scenes, and our cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds. However, that master has never really appeared."
another added.
"We occasionally contact a cultivation family on Qianjiao Island that is related to a certain immortal sect. The difficulty of the Sea Pavilion this time was also planned in advance."
Lao Niu narrowed his eyes and glanced at Lu Shanjun, who knew what he meant without Lao Niu saying anything.
"Besides you, who else in Jingxuan Haige is on the same path as you? What do people outside Haige know? What is the specific situation of that cultivation family? And which immortal sect is related to it? Even if you don't know, please tell us your guesses."
"yes!"
Many key secrets that they had kept in their hearts in the past were now easily spoken out by the two of them. However, even though they had become Lu Shanjun's accomplices, they could not say everything. For example, there were some things they clearly wanted to say, but Lu Shanjun would often vaguely sense something and stop them.
This was not because of some oaths the two had made. After all, even if the oaths were fulfilled, the lives of these two people would be taken, and it had nothing to do with Lu Shanjun. However, if the oaths were fulfilled, not only would they not be able to hear the information they wanted, they would also lose two very useful minions.
But even so, Lu Shanjun and Niu Batian still got enough information.
After a long time, the two ghosts, who seemed a little listless because they had said too many "words that shouldn't be said", were sucked back into Lu Shanjun's stomach, and the old cow praised them happily.
"Hey, Old Lu, getting these two ghosts who know so much is much better than those monsters you have eaten, who look scary but are actually sold out and help others count money! It's a pity that these two came out too early and don't know where Lian Ping'er is."
"Stop talking nonsense. Go back to the city and pass this information back. The Wei family will know what to do."
The old cow looked up to the sky.
“I didn’t expect that the sword carving on the sword wall of Jingxuanhai Pavilion was erected by a master from Changjian Mountain. But nowadays, there are also people with wolfish ambitions among the masters of Changjian Mountain!”
Seeing Lu Shanjun looking at him, Lao Niu grinned.
"Anyway, I don't believe there is anything wrong with the entire sword. Otherwise, many things wouldn't be so troublesome."
"What I didn't expect was that the blood of the ancient demon was sealed under the heavy water of Jingxuanhai Pavilion! Let's go back to the city first!"
Niu Batian and Lu Shanjun flew together to the city they had been to before. On the way, Lao Niu and Lu Shanjun were thinking about how to make use of the two minions.
"Where do you think Lian Ping'er will go?"
Lao Niu suddenly asked this question, and Lu Shanjun looked at him.
"What do you think?"
The two of them didn't speak for a while, just riding the wind forward, but not long after, at the same moment, Lu Shanjun and Niu Batian spoke in unison.
"Jiufeng Mountain."
Lao Niu and Lu Shanjun understood why Bei Mo was so concerned about this matter and was so furious afterwards. However, Lian Ping'er seemed to think that Bei Mo was hopeless. After all, Bei Mo completely disregarded Lian Ping'er's safety that time.
Given Lian Ping'er's temperament, what would happen if she didn't intend to give Bei Mo's ancient demon blood? Then it would most likely be used on Aze, the person she cared about.
Although Aze was very safe and secretive when he was with Wei Wuwei, in this situation, Lian Ping'er would definitely pay attention to the Jiufeng Mountain area.
Before, when Aze chose to leave, Wei Wuwei also informed Lu Shanjunhui who was not too far away, so he and Lao Niu knew that Aze was going back to Jiufeng Mountain. In this case, as long as Aze got off the Yuhuai Treasure Boat and appeared at Ruanshan Ferry, it would not be difficult for Lian Ping'er to know.
At least if it were Lu Shanjun or Niu Batian, they would most likely do the same.
"Since it's such a coincidence, these two ghosts can be used just fine."
Lu Shanjun suddenly said this while flying. Lao Niu already understood his thoughts but still made a teasing remark.
"These two toys are so precious, aren't you afraid they might get broken?"
“No matter how precious a toy is, if it is just for show and not played with, then it loses its meaning!”
“That makes sense!”
…
Half a day later, outside a big city, the two Jingxuanhai Pavilion monks were spit out from Lu Shanjun's mouth again. However, this time, white gas added to their bodies, which made them feel like they had a physical body again. Even most of their magic power seemed to have returned. They stood there no different from the previously living monks.
At the moment when the two were surprised, happy and confused, Lu Shanjun had already explained the matter through voice transmission. Then the two ghosts took the order, saluted, and flew away on the wind.
…
On the other side, although Lu Min was not sure whether the two terrible monsters were really angry with each other or intended to let him go, it would be best if he could escape with his life. As the saying goes, only by keeping a useful body can you have a chance to take revenge.
Regardless of whether it was appropriate or not, Lu Min hid in a white cloud in the sky, and then quickly used all his strength to stabilize his own vital energy that was about to explode. Otherwise, it would be the most unfair to be saved but die from the explosion of his own vital energy.
About six hours later, Lu Min was finally able to stabilize his breath, and fortunately nothing else happened.
At this moment, day had already turned into night, and Lu Min stood in the clouds and did not leave immediately.
"This place is the Northern Hengzhou, and I don't have any close friends in the Northern Hengzhou... However, Jiufeng Mountain is a major sect of the immortal way, and it was also the venue for the last Xianyou Conference. There were a few Taoist friends at the last Xianyou Conference who were trustworthy... I can only take a gamble!"
Lu Min is really desperate now, and his condition is extremely bad, so he doesn't have many choices.
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PS: My cold is almost healed. I will reply and update tomorrow.