Listening to Zhang Feixuan's words, Song Yin smashed the remaining wooden stakes with another punch, and then his hands changed, and the broken wood turned into wooden strips, which were automatically connected when Song Yin grabbed them with his big hand.
With another wave, the strips flew into the wooden roof and were stacked neatly.
"ghost?"
"Yes, brother, that is the 'ghost' among the demons and monsters."
Song Yin didn't even need to shout, Zhang Feixuan understood what he meant and made a seal, causing the wooden sticks to start flaming up and turning into a bonfire.
Then he asked curiously: "Brother, don't you know?"
"I was born a savage and have never heard of those things. Junior brother is knowledgeable and can tell me about them." Song Yin said.
What kind of savages don't even know about demons and monsters...
Zhang Feixuan pursed his lips and continued, "Brother, we have seen this monster before. The 'mountain ghost' is a monster. Monsters have no fixed shape, no color, no appearance, and are hard to encounter and deal with."
"What?!"
Wang Qi, who had put the animal into the wooden roof, exclaimed: "You met a mountain ghost? And it's still alive?!"
But then he thought, oh... as long as my senior brother is here, it will be alright.
Zhang Feixuan bowed to Song Yin and said with a smile: "It was all thanks to my brother's magic that he saved our lives."
Song Yin waved his hand: "Sooner or later, those evil demons will have to be killed to prevent them from harming people."
You find it first...
Zhang Feixuan twitched his lips and continued, "Demons are mostly those of us who practice Taoism who have been possessed by demons, changing their forms, taking people's lives, and destroying the laws of Taoism."
"Ghosts are mostly resentful souls that have not yet dissipated, and some people are too obsessed and turn into ghosts."
"Strange, it's just that things in the world have become spirits, and have basic intelligence, and most of them are harmful to people."
"That 'Pisang' is a ghost. If it is not stopped and allowed to develop, it will find living people nearby, take their lives, and then turn them into 'Pisang' together."
"When there are enough of them, these ghosts will become 'funerals', playing gongs and drums and mournful music, carrying coffins everywhere, and continue to kill people, until a corpse condenses in the coffin, and then it will be buried, turning it into a 'big tomb'..."
Zhang Feixuan seemed to have remembered something, showing a trace of fear, and then said: "When the 'big tomb' is formed, it will not be just ghosts, but ghosts. The area will become a den of ghosts, and then it will be impossible to stop it."
Song Yin thought thoughtfully: "So that's it... Ghost den? Are these all things that happened in the outside world?"
"Yes, they are all from the outside world." Zhang Feixuan replied.
Their Golden Immortal Sect is hidden in the Sumeru Vein, and it is not just a simple encirclement and suppression by the righteous forces. Their small sect cannot withstand the kind of world in the outside world.
"No wonder the master chose this Xumi vein. We are a small family, so we must take our time, but..."
Song Yin clenched his fists and said firmly: "Now that I am here, it won't be so slow. I will make all these evil demons and monsters disappear and let the glory of the righteous path of the Golden Immortal Sect be revealed to the world!"
"Brother is right."
In response to this, Zhang Feixuan had nothing to say except to bow in agreement.
"By the way..."
Song Yin suddenly took out the two inkstones and said, "I noticed that you looked strange before. Do you recognize these things?"
"this... "
Zhang Feixuan looked at the two inkstones, hesitated for a while, and nodded, "This is the work of Fei Shizhai."
Wang Qizhen also came over at this time, and he suddenly realized what was going on: "Feishizhai? Oh... No wonder there are stones."
"That's what I wanted to ask you. Where did you 'rescue' these people?" Zhang Feixuan glanced at him and emphasized the word 'rescue'.
“These are the scraps I encountered on the road, I just took them with me.” Wang Qizhen said nonchalantly.
"Residue?"
Song Yin looked at Wang Qizheng and frowned, "What is the residue? What evil sect is Fei Shizhai?"
Zhang Fei was sweating profusely, but Wang Qizheng was unaware of it. Instead, he was a little surprised: "Ah? How can Fei Shizhai be an evil sect? Fei Shizhai is..."
"It's the devil's way! Brother, that's the great devil's way!"
Before Wang Qi could finish his words, Zhang Feixuan said, "This Feishizhai absorbs the spirit and charm of talents and turns them into inscriptions and stone tablets. It is a real great magic!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a divine light flashed in Song Yin's eyes and he glanced at those mortals.
From what I could see, except for the young man who seemed normal, the rest of the people were either numb or less smart. They seemed to have lost their minds, like idiots.
Song Yin took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said in a deep voice: "Continue!"
"Feishizhai absorbs people's spiritual energy. Once absorbed, the person will gradually become confused and become a puppet who only knows how to eat and drink. When the spiritual energy is sucked out, it will become a stone tablet or stone withering. Then they will paint and write on it, making it into a forest of tablets for people to admire."
Zhang Feixuan lowered his head subconsciously, not daring to look Song Yin in the eye.
"so... "
Song Yin said in a low voice: "People who are absorbed are called 'residues'?"
Zhang Feixuan cupped his hands, "Brother... you have a keen eye."
Song Yin suddenly thought of something and asked, "Are the people under the mountain who are protected by the sect also scum?"
"yes... "
Zhang Feixuan lowered his head, "But I don't know which sect it is."
Song Yin looked at the inkstone in his hand, fumbled around his waist, took off the Qinglian Yuanmu jade pendant he had been wearing, looked around for a while, and finally closed his eyes, "Worship..."
He understood where the wailing of the living souls on the witch at the mountain gate came from.
He understood why those people on the mountain seemed afraid when they asked him for offerings.
They regarded their own Golden Immortal Sect... as an evil sect!
Song Yin's eyes suddenly opened, and he took a big step forward, walked into the wooden roof, and faced the group of people who only dared to lean against a corner of the campfire.
A tall figure stood in front of the campfire, with the flames casting a shadow that covered the group of people.
Among these people, only two or three raised their heads, and only the normal-looking teenager had the most lively eyes. The rest of them subconsciously curled up with a little fear, and the elder didn't react at all and just sat there in a daze.
After staring at them for a while, Song Yin suddenly stretched out his hand, and white gas burst out, wrapping them up.
Seeing the white gas appear, Zhang Feixuan's calves went weak, and Wang Qizhen's feet even left a footprint on the ground, as if he wanted to escape.
What happened?!
Senior brother is going to kill someone?!
Did he realize something was wrong? After killing all the mortals, it was now their turn? !
However, the appearance of the white mist did not cause these mortals to melt and disintegrate. Even within the white mist, those with numb eyes had a hint of agility.
"I am Song Yin, the eldest disciple of the Golden Immortal Sect!!"
Song Yin suddenly shouted, like thunder exploding in the sky. The shout seemed to captivate people's hearts, causing everyone to look up and look at him in confusion or doubt.
"I have the potential to be a great immortal. This is my aura of the Great Dao. Even though I cannot save you from the water and fire, you have seen that I am capable!"
"Since I rescued you, I will definitely keep you safe. From now on, none of you will die, absolutely not! Master said that the purpose of the Golden Immortal Sect is to exorcise demons and save the world! We are alchemists, and we are good at saving the world! Even if I have to find all the medicinal herbs in the world, I will cure you!"
Song Yin gritted his teeth and said in a very firm voice: "Don't be afraid, don't give up! Remember! Even if everyone gives up on you, our Jinxian Sect will not!"
"If the gods don't care, I will!"
"Even if God doesn't care, I will!"
"Even if all the demons, ghosts, and evil spirits in the world want you dead, I will wipe them out completely and give you a bright and clear world!"
Song Yin pointed to the sky with one hand and roared: "As long as I, Song Yin, am alive, I will take care of you for the rest of my life, even if I poke a hole in the sky!!!"
Boom! !
There was a loud thunder in the gloomy sky, illuminating the surroundings with a bright white. Drops of water fell to the ground, quickly expanding and making a loud noise all around.
It's raining...