In fact, the method of military liberation is also a disguised method of sacrifice, some monks feel that their cultivation is hopeless, and there is no natural treasure to continue their lives when Shouyuan is near, so they generally choose military liberation.

After the military liberation, most people will choose to reincarnate to cultivate the ghost path, and a small number of people will rely on the huge energy generated by the military liberation to save themselves from the suffering of reincarnation and directly reincarnate as a human from the first life.

However, no matter what the purpose of the military solution, it will lose the opportunity to reincarnate, and if it is successful, it will be called the ancestor, and if it is defeated, the soul will be scattered, so unless the method of military liberation is forced to a desperate situation, any monk will not easily use it.

"If you don't solve the army, you won't solve the army, why are you so fierce?" Jiang Xiaowan muttered to Jiang Ping dissatisfied, Jiang Ping raised his hand and knocked on Jiang Xiaowan's bare head, "If I am dismissed, I will definitely be the first to get rid of you when I turn to the ghost path, and the stone tablet will also belong to me." ”

Hearing what Jiang Ping said, Jiang Xiaowan looked at Jiang Ping vigilantly and shook his head repeatedly, "You better stop fighting, there's nothing wrong with being a monster!" At the same time, the thin body floated to the top of the tunnel, looking like a chicken protecting food.

Jiang Ping couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw Jiang Xiaowan's reaction, but Jiang Ping still held back his laughter quietly, and said with a serious face on the surface, "Go and see if the five ghosts have brought the oil, and it's up to you whether the plan can succeed this time." ”

"Don't worry, my five ghost carrying skills can be moved by anything, but my cultivation is still shallow, and I can only summon a wisp of the five ghosts." Jiang Xiaowan explained with some pride.

Jiang Ping heard it in his ears and remembered it in his heart, and when he heard Jiang Xiaowan say that the five ghosts could carry anything, Jiang Ping felt as if he had seen countless gold and silver treasures beckoning to him.

"Little night! Don't move the oil, the oil can only solve our temporary worries, you quickly control the five ghosts to move a little more gold and silver treasures back, let's not fight the Loess Demon City, let's change to business! It's not good to fight and kill. Jiang Ping's voice said eagerly.

Jiang Ping did not deliberately restrain his voice, Xiong Kaishan, the giant mountain rat and the demon cultivators of Baicao City really heard Jiang Ping's words, and Xiong Kaishan gave birth to a feeling of being entrusted to him for the first time.

After so many changes, Jiang Ping's strength and resourcefulness are still quite convincing to Xiong Kaishan, but what Jiang Ping just said really has nothing to do with reliability.

On the other hand, when the giant mountain rat heard this, he became excited, what he originally advocated was to run away quickly, a large part of the reason why he could stay was to follow Jiang Ping, coupled with the violent mention of Rat Cuihua, he would reluctantly stay.

"Boss! I support you, it's not good to fight and kill, it's better to do business! Let's open an oil shop when the time comes, and I will have an endless supply of oil! The more he talked, the more excited he became, and at the end he danced excitedly.

"Boom!" Rat Cuihua threw a punch and directly knocked the giant mountain rat to the ground, and the giant mountain rat lay on the ground and rolled his eyes and fainted, "Shameful goods, it's really a shame for the old lady!" Rat Cuihua kicked the giant mountain rat that had fallen asleep with her foot, and said with a look of disgust.

After doing all this, Rat Cuihua clasped her arms with her hands and stared at Jiang Ping with an unkind gaze.

For Jiang Ping, these strange eyes are not worth mentioning at all compared to gold and silver, Jiang Ping was unmoved and still stared at Jiang Xiaowan with blazing eyes, as if waiting for Jiang Xiaowan's reply.

"Don't! I don't want to move those golden things, it's annoying to look at! Jiang Xiaowan directly refused, instantly breaking Jiang Ping's illusion.

"Ahem, really no discussion?" Jiang Ping asked unrelentingly, "No discussion!" Jiang Xiaowan refused to do so.

Jiang Ping looked distressed, covering his faintly aching heart with his hand, as if countless gold and silver treasures flew in front of his eyes, but he couldn't touch it, this feeling of despair made Jiang Ping feel heartache.

After a while, he regained his strength, "Then remember to give me more sweat pills to come back, preferably the kind that can knock down ten cows in one pack!" Jiang Ping said viciously.

Jiang Xiaowan nodded clearly, and then entered the tunnel again, returned to the stone tablet, and personally controlled the five ghosts to carry items, after all, what Jiang Ping needed was not something that could be found in ordinary mortals' homes.

Jiang Xiaowan transferred one of the five ghosts and flew in the other direction, while the remaining four ghosts were constantly carrying the oil in Qingyan County, from grain and oil shops to temple lamp oil, in short, the oil that Qingyan County could collect was all transported together.

Jiang Ping saw this scene through the picture shared by Jiang Xiaowan at this moment, and he couldn't help but be a little curious, how to bring back these gathered oils, although the form of the five ghost shadows can shuttle through the ground at will, but these oils are substantial.

It is impossible to go directly through the thick layer of soil back to the underground demon domain, are they going to dig a hole and dig it? Why don't you let Xiaowan bring a storage bag and transport the oil back twice? When Jiang Ping was thinking about countermeasures.

The remaining four ghosts around the oil cylinder suddenly moved, and the ghost who was fighting against the cloth bag opened his cloth bag, and the two wrestler ghosts carried the oil cylinder one left and one right, and the long-legged ghost kicked on the lifted oil cylinder.

The oil cylinder was broken, and the yellow oil was vented down from above, but the oil did not fall to the ground, but flew directly into the cloth bag of the cloth bag ghost, the cloth bag looked extremely inconspicuous, but it seemed to be unsatisfied, until all the oil was packed into the bag, and the cloth bag had no intention of bulging.

The puppet ghost carried the puppet figure and slowly fell down, but the speed of his descent was extremely slow, as if under a lot of pressure, the two wrestler ghosts escaped into the ground, one left and one right dragging the legs of the puppet ghost, and the long-legged ghost rose high.

Falling from the sky and stepping on the head of the puppet ghost, "Whoosh! With the help of the three ghosts, the puppet ghost quickly fell towards the Hundred Grass Demon City below, "Jiang Ping took the oil!" Jiang Xiaowan's voice came up from under the tunnel.

At the same time that the voice came up, Jiang Ping was already moving, "Qilin Broken Horn!" The flames above Jiang Ping's fists turned into a vicious unicorn phantom, "Ang! The Kirin Phantom let out an angry roar and slammed downward.

"Boom!" Qilin fantasy dissipated A huge pit was blasted out of the ground, and the ghost shadow of the cloth bag fell down from the tunnel, in mid-air, the four ghost shadows had already dissipated and disappeared in mid-air, and the oil that had just been scavenged from Qingyan City spilled down from mid-air, and all fell into the deep pit.

The pit was filled with oil, and the giant mountain rat, which had just woken up from a coma, saw that there was as much oil as a lake, and a pair of rat eyes were about to burst out.