"Master, look at it." The night patrol opened his mouth wide and pointed to Zhang Yan not far away.

When Ying Ning heard this, her face suddenly changed greatly, her back wings spread, grabbed the night guard and the one-eyed wolf, and jumped up.

Almost as soon as they left, an explosion rang out, and a thick fog followed, turning into a deep crater within a radius of one mile.

"Master, is this so?" The one-eyed wolf wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

It's too scary, if it was a second at night just now, or if Ying Ning didn't take the two of them to fly,

I'm afraid that this wolf has turned into powder now.

The dust cleared, revealing Zhang Yan's body, which had become a little rickety due to exhaustion.

He held his head high, as if he were staring at something,

But before his eyes, there was nothing....

"I shouldn't have come to the underworld this time."

Ying Ning already regretted crossing this plane a little.

Although this is part of the plan,

Only by absorbing those memories can Zhang Yan gain a surge in strength in the shortest possible time.

But the odds of such failure are enormous.

Ying Ning still couldn't help but want to resurrect his father as soon as possible,

So even though she was very satisfied with Zhang Yan, she still wanted to make that day come faster.

Is it cold?

Very cold.

This is tantamount to cultivating oneself and pushing a seeded player with great potential into a dead end.

If you die,

Then wait for the next reincarnation.

If it succeeds, the time of resurrection can be advanced by at least 100 years.

In the eyes of these old goblins who have lived for so many years, whether they are cruel or not is really the least important thing.

The final result was good, Zhang Yi succeeded, but Ying Ning didn't know why, she didn't have much excitement in her heart, but was a little disappointed.

"Am I afraid that Zhang Yan will choose to break with me if he knows everything?"

Ying Ning muttered to herself,

She didn't know what she was thinking.

"Let him vent for a while, you two are optimistic, if anyone comes, notify me."

After speaking,

Ying Ning closed her eyes, her mind sank into the dream ring, and she looked at the "Nine Treasure Wheel Array" that could come back to life.

..............

The battle between Zhang Yan and the old man continued.

Gradually, Zhang Yan discovered a very strange problem.

No matter how tricky your attack is, the opponent always seems to be able to anticipate it in advance and defuse it just right.

If each attack is 100 spirit points, then the opponent is definitely using 101 spirit power points.

Just a little more,

This will give people the impression that they are almost the same between them, and they can defeat each other as long as they fight a little more.

At the beginning, Zhang Yan really thought like this.

But now he understands,

I couldn't force the other party to use my real strength at all.

"Young man, your spiritual power is running out, and if you continue like this, you will exhaust yourself." The old man smiled.

"Don't worry about it!"

Zhang Yan continued to attack,

There are no rules,

There is no defense,

There is no skill to speak of.

Every blow is his strongest blow,

Every move can't squeeze out all the spiritual power in the body.

"You can't beat me, think about it, be my apprentice."

The old man looks light, but in fact, he is not very comfortable.

The spiritual power displayed by Zhang Yan, even if it is the peak of the three spirit kings, should have been exhausted long ago.

But he is like a big river, let it be blocked like this, but it just can't be completely drained.

"I have also killed hundreds of memories, and I have also walked through this reincarnation once, but I have not encountered a situation where the aura has skyrocketed."

Great doubts rose in the old man's heart.

What realm has what kind of strength,

It's kind of like the relationship between the pond and the water.

The pond is full, and even more water will not help.

"Come on, let the teacher see how much aura you still have."

The old man laughed wildly, did not retreat, but advanced, and a scepter appeared in his hand, with a jewel embedded in it, shimmering and brilliant.

"Let me use this Bingtianbao, Zhang Yan, this cow, you can blow it for a lifetime."

............

The vast earth, the dojo of the king of Jizo.

King Jizo sat in the center of the dojo, and countless believers sat cross-legged, surrounded by Buddhist sounds, and the image of a fairyland.

The voice of the Buddha is beautiful, and countless believers come from all directions,

Today is the day of the opening of the menstruation, and these people set out from their respective territories early and rushed to the dojo.

There were even some people who had been waiting in the dojo for a long time, but they didn't wait for King Jizo to appear.

I just embarked on the road back to my hometown, but I didn't expect the Bodhisattva to open the scriptures again.

"Bodhisattvas have always been punctual, and today is the case? A lonely ghost dressed in white and bleeding from seven orifices asked the people around him.

"I don't know, but since the Bodhisattva is delayed, he must have his intentions, and this is also a great opportunity."

"This is also a coincidence?"

"Or else? The Bodhisattva who has always been punctual has never seen an accident in his life, and you have met it, isn't this a chance? ”

The white-clothed lonely ghost pondered: "Then you said that the next time the Bodhisattva, when will there be another accident?" ”

"Bah, what are you talking about, this kind of thing can be said so nonsense, the Bodhisattva has her own arrangements."

The lonely soul in white no longer speaks,

He hadn't yet reached the dojo, but he seemed to have understood a truth.

Whether it's that plane, whether it's that world,

If you are strong, then you are right.

If you are really strong enough to be in the realm of the King of Jizo, even if you are not punctual, you will automatically give her a lie.

That's a powerful benefit.

"If I can be so strong one day, even if I die, it will be worth it."

The white-clothed lonely soul sighed, lowered his head, and continued to hurry.

He came from a very small plane, and the total number of people in that plane did not exceed more than five thousand.

But even with such a low percentage of the population, there is a very rigid hierarchy.

Unfortunately, the lonely soul in white is the lowest of these 5,000 people.

Fortunately, he soon died of illness and did not suffer much when he died.

This is already the happiest thing in his life.

When he came to the underworld, a man once asked him such a question.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

He replied:

"To be poor to a certain point, to die, is really a relief."

Only since he came to the underworld, he has put away all his thoughts and is thinking about how to improve his strength wholeheartedly.

His rank in that small plane is fixed,

Your birth is your life.

No matter how hard you try, no matter how wonderful you do,

He was born an inferior person, and he was just an inferior person until he died.

But the underworld plane is different,

In this plane, miracles happen, although it is difficult and difficult,

But it's better than hoping for nothing.

The lonely soul in white learned something in the mouth,

As long as you can listen to the scriptures 10,000 times in a row, you will be able to accumulate enough merit points, not only can you raise your strength to the level of the Spirit King,

You can even get a chance to return to the plane.

On the way to listen to the scriptures, you have to pass through eighteen layers of hell, Yin Mountain, eight hundred miles of Hanhai, and a series of dangerous places.

Hardly anyone can actually hear the scriptures 10,000 times.

He also thought about living outside the ashram,

But each time he would fall asleep in the middle of the night, and when he woke up, he was back in his original position.

"I've listened to the scriptures 9,999 times, and if I can finish them all today, maybe I'll be able to go home."

Thinking of this,

The white-clothed lonely soul has gained some speed again.

The originally exhausted body was like suddenly drinking elixir.

"Hopefully,

It's the best thing in the world,

He will give me everything I want. ”