Zhang Lingya's puppeteers have arrived at the Zhou clan's clan. Wandering around, the house furnishings were very damaged, and the open space where the Zhou clan people were captured was the most eye-catching, where the blood flowed into a trickle, and everyone died of terror. Some of the bosses whose eyes are still open seem to be dead. Zhang Lingya was shocked, these clansmen had also gotten along with her for a while, and everyone took her very well. How innocent, she felt compassion. I want to find a place to bury the bodies of these people in the ground.

Sighing and wandering around the Zhou clan's land, there were stumps and broken arms everywhere. The death of a few monks was particularly horrified. The puppeteer took her sense to the bamboo building where she used to live, and walked in and swept around, and it had long been a miscellaneous room, which had become a utility room with miscellaneous items, covered with dust, and had obviously been abandoned. There was a trace of sadness in her heart for no reason. The Zhou clan probably didn't expect it, because they were greedy and let the whole clan die here, and they lived empty for tens of thousands of years.

A large number of monks began to clean up the wreckage, as well as the Taoist friends who had died this time. It was put together in one place, presumably it was handled in a unified manner. The residences of the other Zhou clansmen had already been repaired and swept in, and they had obviously been swept away, except for simple daily necessities, none of them had a magic weapon with aura. Looking around, Zhang Lingya couldn't help but think of Lao Wozi Village, and felt infinite emotion, how weak human life is. Looking at the longevity of mountains and rivers, as the saying goes, everything has a spirit, if there is a spirit in the mountain range, people can gather people to excavate, if the mountain range does not have aura, then it will never be unattended, it is not more free. A truth was faintly born in her heart. But it will take time, and when the time comes, it will naturally take shape.

The puppet returned to the ancestral hall of the Zhou family, which had been set on fire by the monks. The fire is really clean, and the Zhou clan will end here. Walking around, a horn interrupted Zhang Lingya's thoughts. She led the doll to the place where the trumpet was blown.

The beautiful sound of bells, and the sound of some monks chanting in unison, at first glance sounded very good, but the puppets walked slowly, so they could only be heard. I heard the sound of drums again, and a host said loudly: "The dead return to the west, don't be obsessed, the soul returns to the hometown, and the next life is blessed...... The puppet slowly and leisurely finally arrived at the square where the original negotiation was held, and many Taoist friends spontaneously followed behind a monk who rattled the bell, what was everyone doing, Zhang Lingya was puzzled, she looked seriously. The senior brother who was maintaining order on the side saw that a puppeteer was making trouble here, so he didn't think about it, and slapped his palm at the puppeteer.

Zhang Lingya looked at Xing's head, where did she have time to take precautions, just like this, the puppet was broken, and her wisp of divine consciousness was also shattered, and her body only felt a pain in her brain, and a stream of heat overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

Seeing this, Shengyangjun on the side grunted, and said with concern: "What's wrong with Lingqing, let me see" After speaking, he didn't care if there was a difference between men and women, he directly grabbed Zhang Lingya's wrist and poked in, and found that there was no big problem.

Zhang Lingya swallowed that mouthful of sweetness and said bitterly: "I'm fine, it's just that a certain senior brother just shattered a wisp of my divine sense, I was caught off guard and hurt my divine sense."

The Shengyang Jun on the side laughed when he heard this. He said bluntly, 'That brother is a man of God.'

Zhang Lingya couldn't get angry at Sheng Yangjun's joke, she was really curious about what the senior brothers were doing in a circle, so she said: "I see that you are almost recovered, why don't you come and guard Zhang Chen, I will go back when I go"

I don't know when Zhang Chen has woken up, he has said many times weakly, where is this, where is this, but no one answered, looking at the two people in front of him, one he knows is the little junior sister, and the other is a senior uncle, presumably not a bad person, but the two of them are talking and laughing, completely ignoring him as a big living person. It's embarrassing. He just wanted to lie down for a while, but before his eyes were closed, he heard that the little junior sister was injured and vomited blood, and he wanted to care, but his whole body was weak, and he had already been checked many times, and it was fine, but he was so tired.

"Hey, senior brother, you're awake, great, you don't have to take care of you anymore, I'll come when I go" After speaking, he was about to get up. was grabbed by Shengyangjun, and after that, he clicked a few times on Zhang Chen's body, and soon Zhang Chen felt that his body was no longer so heavy and clumsy, and before he could ask the reason, he saw the man in front of him leave here with his junior sister.

Zhang Lingya wanted to see the real thing, so she didn't object to Shengyangjun's move. The two of them galloped all the way to the clearing. Fortunately, it was not too late, many Taoist friends joined in, and now each Taoist friend is holding a bell and shaking it very neatly. In the middle is the body of a deceased monk. Ignited by a fire. There were also monks who took paper money and threw it in, and they recited words in their mouths.

Zhang Lingya asked Shengyang Jun: 'Do you know what this is for?'

"This is a supernatural undead, hey, haven't you seen this form" Saint Yang Jun said

Zhang Lingya shook her head, "Oh, you didn't recite the Sutra of Transcendence for those monks in that secret realm that time," Shengyang Jun continued to ask

Zhang Lingya didn't understand why she still had to recite the Sutra of Transcendence when the bones were buried, and what was the difference between reciting it and not reciting it, so she asked: 'Why do you want to recite the Sutra of Transcendence?'

After giving a look that you are an idiot, Shengyangjun said, "For example, after each of us dies, do we still linger in the beautiful place in front of us for a long time and refuse to leave the underworld?"

Zhang Lingya nodded yes as if she didn't understand.

"However, these monks who do not die at the end of their lives will also be obsessed with themselves after death, and they will not give up and enter reincarnation, and often when they are wandering, they are caught or tied up by the monks of the Soul Attracting Sect, and over time they are assimilated, giving birth to evil thoughts, and giving birth to resentment and hatred that should not be due to monks, that is the resentful spirit, often once this spirit is formed, it is difficult to dissolve, but it will be a disaster" Zhang Ling very much agreed with this statement, and her head was more sincere. From time to time, I also have a word of appreciation.

"And after the death of our monks, it is the same as after the death of ordinary people, the future and past have nothing to do with him, do you say that the soul of mortals is easy to enter reincarnation or the soul of monks enters reincarnation"

"Of course it's mortal," Zhang Lingya said without thinking about it.

was praised by Shengyangjun, she only felt that this was a shame for her, and for some reason, she just couldn't get angry.

"The last time I was in the secret realm, if you were to go over for them and resolve their obsessions, it might be okay, it's best to go directly to the underworld and send a ghost to pick them up, that's better. Shengyangjun was still talking.

Zhang Lingya seemed to be opened by Shengyang Jun's words, and she suddenly said in a loud voice: "I have a better way, a better way than reciting the Sutra of Transcendence." ’

As soon as the words fell, I saw that she had offended the anger of the people, and everyone was silent and undead. was so loudly spoken by her, which attracted everyone's attention to her. It's just that everyone didn't break out.

Zhang Lingya stuck out her tongue and whispered: "Shengyangjun, I have the ability to invite the ghosts."

Shengyang Jun seemed to be shocked by Zhang Lingya's words, and the red flame mole in the center of his eyebrows was beating faintly, but his face still looked unfazed. He looked at her for a while and said, "Lingqing, what can you do, then try it quickly, there are many people in the Soul Attracting Sect here, and the sooner the better." ’

The corners of Zhang Lingya's mouth rose, and she winked at Shengyangjun, but she didn't speak, I saw her rummaging and looking for it, and took out a lot of things, Shengyangjun looked strange, he still kept calm and watched, only to see Zhang Lingya take a drop of liquid and drop it onto his eyes, blinked, and instantly her face turned pale, she saw too many wandering souls, and the souls of many Zhou clan people were fighting with the ghosts in a flag, what was going on, she blinked again, wondering if she was wrong, after a few blinks, she was sure that it was correct, and she shouted again, The Soul Attracting Sect is collecting remnant souls。

She didn't know how much this sentence could attract, anyway, she saw that everyone was a spirit now, so she ignored it, and the face of Shengyang Jun on the side was very good-looking. The flaming mole on the brow also danced along.

Zhang Lingya's hands and feet are nimble, writing and drawing, a ghost talisman has been formed, she quickly recited the words, and a cluster of flames burst out of her fingertips to burn out the talisman instantly, she recited the words for a long time, only to see that the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, all the monks frowned, everyone is a monk The natural sixth sense is more sensitive, only to see the yin wind blowing through, blowing so that everyone present couldn't help but shiver.

Zhang Lingya bowed down and saluted to the ghost who came, and said, "You have to work. You can see where it is, it's best to take those ghosts away as well,' Zhang Lingya pointed to the high mountain.

The onicha replied respectfully, "Balancer, are there any other instructions?"

Zhang Lingya hurriedly shook her head and said, "It's gone, it's gone" muttered in her heart, she doesn't want to deal with ghosts now, a yin wind is enough for her, and there are other instructions, absolutely gone.

The ghost sent an order to collect the ghost soldiers, Zhang Lingya saw it clearly, only to see that the yin wind was blowing more and more violently, so that everyone present couldn't help but cover their eyes with their sleeves. The ghost soldiers sent out by the ghost all had ghost cultivation, and those who were just unjust souls, and the ghosts with a little cultivation were not their opponents, and soon one person caught two, and instantly captured all the yin souls present. They arched their hands in the direction of Zhang Lingya again, and a gust of wind blew, and they all left.

From the belly of the mountain came a terrible howl of ghosts and wolves, which startled all the monks present, and the man shouted: 'My sail soul, my sail soul, who is it, who has taken my sail soul?'

Zhang Lingya couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when she heard it, she wanted to pretend that she couldn't hear it, she wanted to disappear now. Sheng Yangjun on the side patted her back and reassured: "It's okay, with me and your father here, he can't do anything to you." ’

Now that the matter has happened, she doesn't want to think about it, so she settled down, stood calmly beside Shengyang Jun, and came out of the belly of the mountain a representative of the Soul Attraction Sect with unkempt hair, his eyes were red, he glared angrily at every righteous path monk present, he couldn't wait to eat, and said in silence for a long time: "I have made a demon oath in my heart, why do you want to surpass my soul, what are your intentions." ’