"Guardian Jiang, you can't kill people, but you are killing me today. It is hard to guarantee that you will not be treated like this in the future. It is the kingly way to stay in the line. Don't blame this seat for not reminding you."
The yin and yang of the cemetery laymen are weird.
My eyes narrowed.
"What do you mean by this?"
Going over, you want to slap your face.
"Stop, there is no other meaning, just literally, let you let me go."
The cemetery hurriedly shouted.
I stopped, always feeling that he had something in his words just now, but I still couldn't figure out what was implied, so I could only put it aside temporarily.
To stabilize my mind, I squatted in front of him and said in a condensed voice: "Since you have chosen a ray of life, well, you have to help me do something, otherwise, you won't have this opportunity."
An ugly, bitter smile was squeezed out of the cemetery's face: "Persuading you to surrender to the head of the Qianxiang Taoist Temple?"
He was in the Dragon Tiger Palace, and of course he heard the content of the discussion.
His pupils shrank, this kind of old monster was terrifying, and he knew it a long time ago without needing to say anything more.
"Can you do it?" There was no denial.
"Have."
The cemetery is extremely stable.
My heart jumped heavily, and I interrogated the cemetery with the attitude of giving it a try. I didn't expect it to be a surprise
"any solution?"
Suppressing his excitement, he asked slowly.
"The method is simple, practical and effective, so you have to increase your vitality, don't go to the underworld, let me wander in the form of a lonely ghost."
Bargaining at the cemetery.
"Do you want to borrow a corpse to recover?"
I immediately understood his thoughts.
"The soul is weakened by you to the level of an ordinary ghost. How easy is it to borrow a corpse to return to the soul? Even if you get lucky and want to go back to the past, it is a foolish dream! Are you afraid that I will come back?"
The cemetery began to excite.
"Scared." I nodded calmly
"Then you let me go away, don't want to know the method."
The cemetery winked.
He knows better than anyone that once he is sent to the underworld, he is still a ghost without the power to resist. Being beaten into the eighteenth hell is the only end. Since ancient times, has there ever been a wicked person crawling out of the eighteenth hell
Even if there is, it is rare.
He doesn't want to bet on fate, so he wants to expand this vitality, and he will become benevolent if he fails.
I slowly stood up, clenched my fists, and thought about it
Soon he blasted his head.
But the information provided by this servant is too amazing. With his method, he can conquer the Qianxiang Daoyuan without blood. Is there a more worthwhile deal in the world
It was too cruel to let Da Huan Mo Ling spit out the meat that he had eaten in his mouth.
The key is that I also know that if the Qianxiang Daoyuan does not lose this foundation, the chance of revenge is very high in the future, and it is outrageous.
It feels worthwhile to trade a remnant soul of the cemetery layman in exchange for a better way to conquer.
After turning around a few times on the spot, I made up my mind.
"It's okay to keep your remnant soul and not send it to the underworld, but your remnant soul has to be imprisoned by me for fifty years. After that, I will let you go out, borrowing the corpse or wandering at will, whatever you want."
I squatted down again and gave the final result.
"Fifty years of imprisonment?"
The cemetery's eyes were full of panic.
"Why, do you feel wronged? Then eighty years will be fine." I sneered.
"You are too poisonous, don't worry, fifty years will be fifty years. There is still life in this way, but you must keep your memory, and you have to swear, otherwise I can't believe it."
The cemetery struggled for a while, knowing that there was no room for bargaining.
I looked at him seriously and warned: "Your method must be effective, otherwise the agreement will be invalid."
"Of course this is the reason." The cemetery showed confidence again.
"Okay, it's a deal."
I stretched out my hand and high-five three times with his immobile hand, and then swore an oath to Heaven and Earth.
Only then did the cemetery put down its guard and told an unbelievable method. I opened my eyes wide and called me to go.
It turns out that the solution lies with me, it is really very simple and practical.
The agreement was established, and I did not hesitate to stretch out all the meridians in the cemetery. He struggled for a while before he died.
The dark soul came out from the Tianling Cave of the corpse, the black light flashed, and after a screaming scream, nine tenths of the soul of the cemetery was chopped down by the Abimo sword, and the remaining one tenth was sucked in by the ghost prison tool. Imprisoned in a cell, fifty years of imprisonment began to count.
As promised, I let his remnant soul retain a complete memory and some vitality.
"Jingle Bell!"
The tomb bell No. 63 appeared, just a volume, and the complete body and nine tenths of the ghost in the cemetery were swallowed up.
The corpses of the Heaven-Through-Sky Realm powerhouses who were swept away by the tombbell in the past are no longer counted, but at this moment, I strongly demand benefits.
I choose not to use it for the time being, and I'll talk about it later.
The tomb bell of'Fat and Drink' recorded all this, and then Shi Shiran disappeared.
The bookkeeping must be booked!
I found that if I didn't mention it, the tomb bell would pass the test in a silly way, and it wouldn't count afterwards.
As in the past, the body of the deputy head of the Yeshan Pavilion that it swept away in the Green Ink City did not give me a clear explanation.
How does this work? Even if a little demon is sacrificed in the future, it must be recorded clearly, lest it deny the account in the future.
The shamelessness of slandering the tomb bell can only be ignored. Can only coax, not offend.
At present, there are two masters who can't afford to offend me, one is Gou Keqing, and the other is the tomb bell. I can only endure it.
After the tomb bell appeared, it was difficult for anyone to see it, even Gou Keqing wouldn't, so I don't need to worry about it.
After disposing of the cemetery layman, I put a big stone in my heart, and wondered what to say when I saw a measuring knife in the future? After all, it was her apprentice who was destroyed like this. It is estimated that she will feel a lot of emotion, right
Ten minutes later, I turned back to the Dragon Tiger Palace.
The noisy old antiques who were almost ready to do it all looked at me at the same time.
"The cemetery layman died, his body was destroyed, and the remnant soul was imprisoned by me."
The words were just like that, the old monsters collectively twitched.
The pinnacle Tongtian Power was so simple to die in my hands, of course they were touched.
"You don’t need to fight, I’ll go to see the head teacher of the Qianxiang Daoting, one hour later, he will surrender, but we have to give the freedom right ten years later, and the strongholds of the Qianxiang Daoting will not I accept it, but the main altar will never retreat here. It can be transformed into the new headquarters of the Great Magic Mountain. Can you accept this concession?"
I stood there, talking word by word, staring at the old monsters with gloomy eyes.
"Jiang Keqing, what are you saying true?"
The zombie elder asked in surprise.
Elder Nalan frowned: "Jiang Keqing, this is not a joke, why have you become so sure?"
The elders couldn't believe it.
(End of this chapter)