Chapter 7: Heroic Spirits

Three groups of people, a total of thirty-four people, regardless of the level of the realm, all followed by a ghost.

At this time, these people were all arranged in a courtyard, and the ten land immortals joined forces to step down the formation, so that they could not take the initiative to come out, as for whether those ghosts could come out, it depended on the situation.

And at this moment, thousands of streamers crossed the sky, and the flying swords flew in all directions, and Zhao Zimo didn't know if there would be flying swords colliding together......

"Elder Sun, ...... What's that ghost? Liu Changqing couldn't help but ask.

Sun Wuregret, who was wearing a blue Dao robe, was originally a true disciple of Sword Bamboo Peak, and now he has become a figure of the level of a sect elder.

He has been a land immortal for more than 300 years, and fifty years ago, he replaced the previous land immortal and came here to guard the town.

But he has lived for four or five hundred years, and he doesn't know how many things he has experienced, and he never knows what this thing is, so he can only smile bitterly and shake his head: "I have already sent the Flying Sword Transmission to the Sect Master, and other Daoists are also testing, whether I can ask Wu Potian, who has been in retreat for three hundred years, is still unknown."

So let's wait, the ghost, I haven't heard of it yet......"

Zhao Zimo really had a big brain about such things, and after a little thought, he said: "Is it possible that these ghosts want to use these people to reincarnate and rebuild?" ”

With his words, the faces of the three of them changed slightly, but Elder Sun did not shake his head and veto, but only frowned and said: "The Xianwu Continent 10,000 years ago was more than a hundred times stronger than it is now, and the aura of heaven and earth was even richer.

At the beginning, there were countless demons in Kyushu, Shinto, Immortal, Ghost, Buddha, and Confucianism, each with ten thousand kinds of magical powers......

But they've long since lost their souls and spirits, so I don't think it's that easy! ”

"It stands to reason that the Chaoxian Sect is our predecessors, and they also died fighting for the human race, so they can't still want to pit us after 10,000 years......" Su Rushi took a sip of wine, the four of them were on the thirty-third floor at this time, and Elder Sun spent three luck copper coins to feast on the three of their juniors.

The table next to it was also full, and it seemed that the thirty-third floor was the safest place, but now they were all talking about each other, and they didn't touch each other.

As for Elder Sun, he originally wanted to enter the ruins of the Chaoxian Sect in the first batch, but at that time he was uneasy and gave up this plan, and then something happened.

Originally, they thought that there were restrictions in the ruins, so they let some low-level monks go, but none of them came out.

But at this time, they came out, and they were all followed by a ghost that they couldn't see, in this case, how many people dared to go?

"There's news, there's news!" A disciple of the Dao Heaven Sect rushed up and shouted.

As a result, before he could speak, a sword light flashed, and it slowly stopped in front of Elder Sun, and after half a cup of tea, the flying sword passed the book and couldn't stop......

After Elder Sun finished reading the letter, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all at the Xuanbing Mountain Range outside the window.

And Zhao Zimo and the three of them, after reading the letter in turn, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is the ancient heroic spirit, the land immortal is still unwilling after his death, and he still wants to follow the human monk and fight with the demon clan to live and die, that is, the belief that he will not regret fighting to the death, in order to form a heroic spirit.

They don't want to be reincarnated when they die!

After they die, they just want to fight the demon clan again.

Their posthumous beliefs, just one or two words!

Guard!

Guarding the Border Demon Clan.

Guarding the border of Kyushu from being invaded.

The Immortal Sect that guards them.

Only that kind of fearless belief can make the land immortals turn into heroic spirits after death.

And the solution is actually very simple, as long as they kill some demon clans, their heroic souls can feel something, and then they will naturally slowly return to heaven and earth......"

"The predecessors of the Chaoxian Sect are all such heroes, if the monks of my generation have this kind of courage, why should the demon clan not be destroyed?"

"yes, why don't you toast?"

"Okay, my monk, let me toast a glass of wine!" An old Taoist of the Sanqing Dao Sect stood up directly, and everyone on the entire thirty-third floor, whether they had a grudge or not, at this time, they all felt a burst of grief in their hearts, so they all picked up their wine glasses and got up, facing the Xuanbing Mountain Range, and drank a cup together!

…………………………

With the first batch of three land immortals, after killing thousands of demon clans in the barren forest, they felt that the figure behind them was gradually revealed, and finally dispersed with a smile.

And in the second batch, there was a Yuan Infant Realm monk who was almost killed by the monster, and the heroic spirit also reached out to slap the monster to death, saving his life before slowly dispersing.

With the thirty-four people, all the heroic spirits behind them dissipated, and everyone finally figured out the situation of the ruins of Chaoxian Sect.

"The entire Xuanbing Mountain Range is full of ruined Xuanyu palaces, especially the corpses of the human race and the demon race, there are countless of them, now that I think about it, I can't imagine how much the original Chaoxian Sect undertook, the remains of the giant ape with a true body, the bones of the demon dragon, and the ice spider of the North Sea......

There was even a three-legged golden crow corpse, which I vaguely remembered, was still burning and never decomposed.

But if you really go in, don't think anything about it, the three-legged golden crow doesn't know if it's dead or not, and next to its corpse are sitting these three predecessors of the Immortal Sect, although those three have long since died, but their jade bones are immortal, their heroic spirits are immortal, and they vaguely form a formation, as if they are guarding against something, so you don't act rashly.

Some of these places are very strange, there is a Ten Thousand Swords Tomb Sword Qi, in the center there is a corpse with a human dragon head, he was stuck in the head by a fairy sword, I wanted to collect some flying swords, but at that time I always felt that the wreckage was still looking at me with my eyes, so I didn't dare to act at all......"

Several land immortals couldn't help but say some things, for fear that the group of people who went forward again would make a big mistake.

The next batch of candidates has already been chosen.

The number of people is more than 100, the immortal path and martial arts are all cultivation below the second grade, Confucianism and Taoism will never participate in this kind of thing, they read through the books of the sages, thinking that this kind of thing is a great disrespect to the past, as for the Buddha's ...... Their hands weren't that far away......

After all, sectarian rivalry is too exaggerated, and it's good that monks from other continents are coming, but if Buddhism is coming, it's interesting......

As for why the realm of the chosen monk warriors is so low, it is not that there is a formation to suppress it, but to prevent their aura from being too strong and causing the revival of those heroic spirits or revenants.

"By the way, when we went to the Wasteland to slay demons, there was a youkai who was afraid of death and leaked something to me...... There were actually hundreds of demon clans who had transformed into the Chaoxian Sect.

They don't know what method they used, and they weren't crushed into ashes by the formation, but if they saw them, they would definitely kill them all, and they would never leave a single one! An old man's words were sonorous and powerful, and he really couldn't allow the people of the demon clan to enter the ruins of the Chaoxian Sect.

At this time, a disciple of the Dao Heaven Sect couldn't help but ask, "What is our main task?" ”

An elder of the Sanqing Dao Sect glanced at them and said slowly: "Go to the Jade Xuan Palace on the top of the mountain, check whether the Great Sage of Tongtian is dead or not, and the other is to find the core of the array that controls the mountain gate, if you can control it as much as possible, if you can't, go home immediately, we must control the mountain protection array before the demon clan, you remember, it is forbidden to fly inside, you can only break down step by step."

As for what you can get at the ruins, it is considered the opportunity and ability to wait, but you have also heard what you said just now, and there are some taboos that must not be touched, otherwise it doesn't matter if you die.

If you let them come back to life, or let them cause disasters, the sect and family behind you will not be able to bear this responsibility. ”

This sentence is obvious, let them not know the magic weapon, and ignore the others, otherwise something really happens, then let your elders clean up the mess......

These land immortals said so scary, of course, some people were frightened, and they were afraid of touching something, but there were also people who didn't care.

For example, Yan Bohu didn't care about his face, and he was covered by his master when he broke the sky......

Lu Xiuxuan's face was indifferent, he didn't seem to have anything to think about, he just wanted to go over and have a look......

And Zhao Zimo naturally had a straight face, as if he was not looking for a baby, but to subdue demons and eliminate demons, in fact, ...... He really had this kind of thought, because he had the mountain and sea seal that Meng Haoran gave him!!

This group of bastards has been dead for 10,000 years, even if there are still undead souls that have not dispersed, they are not as good as the mountains and seas engraved by a saint in the world, right?

This kind of thinking was very tempting to him, and Zhao Zimo couldn't help but secretly think: "If you kill a demon clan sage, your luck will be overcome......"