"Nope!" Nangong Ji slowly raised his head and looked sadly in the direction of the tomb mountain: "It is said that the life of a cultivator is generally not very good, and it is impossible to last long, and my father and mother passed away when I was very young, and now I am the only one left in the Nangong family."

"Uh, I'm sorry!" Zhu Wuxin turned around and looked at the unrecognizable zombie who had opened the flesh in the iron prison and said lightly: "You can choose not to do this business!" ”。

"Don't do this? I've been exposed to Taoism since I was a child, and the first thing I wrote was the word Cen, if I don't do this line, what else do you think I can do? Nangong Ji shook his head with a wry smile: "What's more, the signboard of the Nangong family can't be broken in my generation, otherwise it will fall under Jiuquan in the future, and I won't have the face to face the ancestors and ancestors."

"Oh, how do you know if you still have a chance to face your ancestors and ancestors, maybe they have already been reincarnated as humans?" Zhu Wuxin squinted and raised his eyebrows, and looked at Nangong Ji with a smile: "What's more, with your three-legged cat's kung fu, are you sure that you have the life to marry a wife and have children, and to leave an heir for your Nangong family?" ”。

"Forehead......" Nangong Ji was choked by Zhu Wuxin's face and ears were red, and he couldn't say a word in an instant, because he was really not sure, let alone thinking about this problem.

Glancing lightly, Nangong Ji, who was speechless at the moment when he was choked by himself, Zhu Wuxin didn't speak again, pulled up Dugu Fox and walked quickly towards the prison door.

Nangong Ji, who was still stunned in place, pondered alone, she didn't want to pour cold water on him, as long as she hoped that he would be able to retreat, after all, Demon Venerable was not something that an ordinary exorcist like him could contend with.

"Big, Xiao Ji has thought about it, in order to save his life, in order to marry a wife and have children, in order to leave an heir for the Nangong family, and in order to fight against the evil forces, Xiao Ji has decided, no matter how many hardships he has to go through, Xiao Ji must worship Da as a teacher!"

Walking into the iron prison and just about to burn it with the true flame, Zhu Wuxin, who was burned by Nangong and burned beyond recognition, couldn't help but frown deeply again when he heard Nangong Ji's sudden roar.

She suddenly found that what she said before seemed to be all in vain, because Nangong didn't hear the metaphor in her words at all.

Zhu Wuxin turned around and glanced at Nangong Ji, who followed behind her with a smile on her face, and sighed helplessly, it seems that it is not easy to get rid of this cowhide plaster, and said in a cold voice: "Are you sure you are not an exorcist?" ”。

"Of course, the only heir of the Nangong exorcist family is like a fake!" Nangong Ji shook the broken hair in front of his forehead and raised his hand to pat his chest to guarantee.

"Are you sure you can draw spells?" The corners of Zhu Wuxin's lips curled slightly, and he raised his willow eyebrows again without smiling.

"Of course, from the moment I held the pen, the first word I wrote was the word Cen, and the first picture I drew was an exorcism talisman, not to mention that I had been painting for more than ten years, how could I not draw a charm!" Nangong Ji shook the colorful bangs on his forehead again.

"Oh, you've been drawing charms for more than ten years, so you must know a lot about how to use charms?" Zhu Wuxin pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows again with a smile.

It was the first time she had seen a cultivator who was an exorcist burn corpses without a quick and safe spell, instead running to use dangerous and troublesome gasoline and open flames.

"Of course, as long as it ......" Nangong Ji suddenly heard Zhu Wuxin's ridicule in his words, and scratched the back of his head again in embarrassment, he really didn't seem to know how to use those charms that he had drawn countless times, and he didn't know what the effects of those charms were.

Although he is the only heir of the Nangong exorcist family, he has no one to teach since he was a child, and he has taught himself by following books, so all his exorcism knowledge is memorized from books, although he has memorized it well, but he has never really used it, this time is his first contact with species other than humans in the true sense, so he really didn't realize that he wanted to use spells.

Looking at Nangong Ji, who was suddenly speechless and lowered her head, Zhu Wuxin shook her head speechlessly again, it seems that she guessed correctly, Nangong Ji is really a stunned young man who only has theoretical knowledge and no practical experience, but has a heart that is not afraid of death.

"Great, they ...... Is there a remedy? Nangong Ji looked up at the zombies who were trapped in the iron prison, constantly howling and gnawing and slapping the iron fence, and they couldn't tell whether they were people or charcoal, and choked with difficulty.

He wasn't afraid to use the tenth life to pay for his mistakes, but he still hoped that he could make amends a little, and it wasn't their fault that they were artificially made into zombies, but they were all because of his lack of learning and ignorance.

"Want to remedy?" Zhu Wuxin raised his eyebrows again.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh, as long as it can be remedied, let me do anything!" Listening to Zhu Wuxin's tone, it seemed that there was a play, and Nangong nodded violently.

As Zhu Wuxin said, although he is not a monk and has no compassion, he is a cultivator after all, and he can't do it, and he can't do it, and he sees the person who should have been guided by himself into the path of reincarnation and reincarnated again, because of his own mistakes, and finally ended up in a disillusioned end.

"Very good, when you go back, copy the Revenant Transcendence Spell a thousand times!" Looking at Nangong Ji, who was nodding like pounding garlic, Zhu Wuxin couldn't help but smile and pursed the corners of his lips, waved his hand lightly, and quickly played several flame spells and washing and purifying super-crossing spells.

"Great, haven't they been overtaken and exalted? Why do you want to copy the Soul Transcendence Spell? Looking at the zombies that instantly turned into powder under the blazing true fire, and at this moment their souls were fluttering towards the direction of the Ghost Gate, Nangong Ji couldn't help but look at Zhu Wuxin on the side in confusion.

"Well, yes, it's over, but what does that have to do with you? It's this girl who overtakes them, and you're the one who copied the Soul Overcross Spell! The corners of Zhu Wuxin's lips curled slightly, and he approached Nangong Ji slightly, and pointed meaningfully, those dead souls who were flying towards the Ghost Gate, and said with a smile: "Aren't you afraid?" Those are the souls of the dead, the souls of the dead that you burned beyond recognition! ”。

"Ahh Nangong Ji, who was reminded by Zhu Wuxin and woke up in an instant, screamed miserably, and crawled towards the iron fence beside him with a whooshing sound.

"They're revenants, flying revenants, not snakes, insects, rats and ants, are you sure it's useful to climb on the iron fence?" Looking at Nangong Ji trembling at the top of the iron fence, Zhu Wuxin couldn't help but pout his lips with disdain.

"Just your courage to learn to exorcise demons, be careful that you were caught by the demons that day as a snack, or go back to buy sweet potatoes obediently!" After Zhu Wuxin finished speaking, he pulled up Dugu Fox and strode towards the outside of the iron prison without looking back.