The top war criminals were all killed and executed, and the other monks of the Ten Thousand Immortal League, according to the size of their crimes, should be killed, and should be abolished for abolished cultivation, and will not be tolerated.

Zhang Ye looked at the black vortex above his head, the strongest heavenly curse was about to fall, he didn't have much time, and took out the Five Elements magic weapon he created yesterday: "If you have a fault, you will be punished, and if you have merit, you will be rewarded, all Taoist friends have merit in pacifying the cultivation of the True Continent, and afterwards, the Demon Lord, the Demon Saint, and the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas will be rewarded for their meritorious deeds." ”

"But before that, this seat would like to give special recognition to the following sects!"

"Immortal Sect, refining elixir for the Flying Ascension Terrace camp, the merit is remarkable, the Taoist appreciator Aoki cane, sitting in the east!"

The Aoki cane in the Five Elements Magic Weapon flew into the hands of the Immortal Ancestor, and in the process of flying, it had become a Dao weapon.

Whether it is the Heaven and Earth Edict or Zhang Ye's words, the Immortal Sect has mastered the new Town Dao Weapon, and they are destined to become the future overlord of the Eastern Regions, envious of others.

The Immortal Ancestor was excited, and at the same time, there was a hint of happiness in his heart, glad that he was on the right side from the beginning.

"Thank you, Master Zhang!" the Immortal Ancestor led the disciples and saluted together.

Zhang Ye nodded slightly, and among the five elements magic weapon, the golden knife fell into Zhang Ye's hand again: "Demon Sect, there is merit in pacifying the cultivation of the True Continent, the Dao Appreciator, the Immortal Golden Knife, sitting in the Western Regions!"

As the leader of the Demon Sect, Han Ling'er immediately stood up: "Thank you, Master Zhang!"

The two elders of the Demon Sect, Xuan Yu Xuan, were excited, and they were also a little embarrassed, who would have thought that the little blacksmith in Lingtai Town could divide the world with the words of one person!

Zhang Ye discussed the reward for meritorious deeds, and handed over the Dao Weapon True Fire Gourd and the Water Purification Treasure Vase to a sect in the Southern and Northern Regions respectively as the Dao Weapon of the two domains.

Zhang Ye was holding the last five-element magic weapon in his hand, a pocket version of the mountains and rivers, the monks guessed that this would be used as the town domain dao weapon in the middle region, but who would control this town domain dao weapon, the monks didn't know, the forces of all parties, or eagerness in their eyes, or flattering eyes, hoping to be selected by Master Zhang.

Zhang Ye didn't speak, the mountain in his hand grew in the wind, growing into a 10,000-zhang immortal mountain, Zhang Ye threw it to the middle domain, boom, the immortal mountain fell on the core of the middle domain, the entire cultivation world trembled, Zhang Ye said: "Dao weapon thick earth immortal mountain, sitting in the middle region, blessing the Quartet." ”

"Lingtai Sect, this seat is destined to guard the Immortal Mountain for 10,000 years, are you willing?"

Master Zhang said that letting the Lingtai Sect guard the Immortal Mountain is not to say to give, but in fact, there is no difference from control.

The monks in the audience showed bitterness, the Lingtai Sect was only a second-rate sect, although they participated in the battle between the two armies throughout the whole process, but the role of a second-rate sect was not conspicuous.

But everyone didn't dare to object, everyone knew the origin of the Lingtai Sect and Master Zhang, and arranged for the Lingtai Sect to guard the Immortal Mountain, which had already given everyone enough face.

Li Rulong, the great elder of the Lingtai Sect, with tears in his eyes, guarded the Daoist Thick Earth Immortal Mountain, not to mention ten thousand years, as long as it was hundreds of years, the Lingtai Sect will definitely become a super sect that wins the world.

The Great Elder didn't dare to refuse, but he also led the disciples in the sect to pay homage: "Thank you, Master Zhang!"

A jade plate flew out of Zhang Ye's hand and fell into the hands of the Great Elder, their cultivation was insufficient, but with the jade card, they could completely control the Thick Earth Immortal Mountain, exert the power of the Dao weapon, and deter Xiaoxiao.

The pattern of the world has been reset, Zhang Ye has no regrets, he glanced at the black vortex in the sky again, and admonished: "Feishengtai, all races in the Xiuzhen Continent share, humans, beasts, demons, demons, and sea clans...... As long as you reach the peak of Mahayana, you can cross the tribulation and ascend here. Anyone who dares to occupy or embezzle it will be destroyed by the whole world!"

Zhang Ye's words were murderous, and the monks had tears in their eyes and knelt down: "Obey Master Zhang's orders!"

Why did the monks have tears in their eyes? Because Zhang Ye, the man who carried the Xiuzhen Continent, was about to endure the strongest heavenly punishment and die for the rest of his life.

But in the face of heavenly punishment, he didn't say a word about what happened after his death, but was worried about the Five Domains Pattern and the Flying Ascension Platform.

In the past, many people more or less scolded Zhang Ye for being greedy for money, stingy, iron rooster, war wealth, despicable and shameless...... But those who scolded the most fiercely before cried the most at this moment.

Zhang Ye glanced at Han Ling'er and Murong Hongxiang wistfully, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The heavenly punishment fell suddenly, Zhang Ye did not explode into a blood mist like the previous two times, he still had a faint smile on his mouth, and even his face was a little ruddy, but he fell straight down, and his qi was cut off.

"Master Zhang......" The monks caught Zhang Ye with tears in their eyes......

The moment Zhang Ye died, he understood why the third heavenly punishment was the strongest heavenly punishment, and the death qi enveloped his whole body, stretching endlessly, even if Zhang Ye used the opportunity to resurrect, but just came back to life and died again.

In other words, the resurrection of the forging system cannot drive away the power of heavenly damnation.

Zhang Ye exhausted all the resurrection opportunities, in fact, he also wanted to resurrect after a while, but after a person dies, the time for consciousness to remain is limited, and the forging system will count down, if he does not use the resurrection opportunity within the countdown time, he will die completely.

It's a pity that even if he used all the resurrection opportunities, Zhang Ye's consciousness only retained a few more breaths, except for hearing a few more cries of the crowd, it was useless.

Zhang Ye sighed in his heart, if he died, would he go to the underworld? However, I heard that those who were punished by heaven to die had no soul.

After thinking of some messy things, Zhang Ye's consciousness completely fell silent.

......

Somehow, Zhang Ye suddenly became conscious again, and at the moment of complete annihilation, he felt the heat in his palms, so he regained consciousness.

The current Zhang Ye is like a person who is locked up in a small dark room, because his body is dead and his consciousness is still alive, so his consciousness is locked in his own sea of consciousness.

Zhang Ye hurriedly looked at the hot palm, the Dao word that Zu Long gave him exuded a fiery light, was Zu Long keeping his consciousness going?

Zhang Ye inexplicably remembered Zu Long's words: "The avenue is ruthless and fierce like the sea, and the heart is strong enough to be a boat." ”

At this moment, Zhang Ye seemed to understand something, but he was always separated by a veil, Zhang Ye couldn't get it after thinking about it, but his consciousness was getting stronger and stronger.

......

In the Xiuzhen Continent, the news of Zhang Ye's death spread throughout the Five Regions, and everyone's hearts were filled with a layer of sadness.

Someone suggested that a funeral ceremony for Master Zhang should be held in the Five Domains, which was the highest respect that could only be enjoyed by the deceased who had contributed the most to the cultivation realm.

But Han Ling'er and Murong Hongjiao refused, they took Zhang Ye's corpse and disappeared from public view, just because the two stubbornly believed that Zhang Ye would come back to life, just like the countless times he had been resurrected before.

The monks sighed, but there was no other way, they only hoped that the Xiuzhen Continent could adapt to the days without Master Zhang as soon as possible, after all, people have to look forward when they live.

Day after day, month after month, year after year.

The Xiuzhen Continent has walked out of the pain of the war and returned to normal order, and the ascension that should be soared, the cultivation that should be cultivated, is prosperous.

In a landscape courtyard with birds singing and flowers, Zhang Ye was lying on a bed with no vitality, Han Ling'er and Murong looked at him with red makeup and teary eyes.

Three years have passed since the Battle of Feishengtai, and Zhang Ye has also been dead for three years. The second daughter hid Zhang Ye's body in this courtyard, and said a few words to Zhang Ye from time to time, which seemed a little infiltrating, but it was not.

It stands to reason that if a person has been dead for three years, his body should have rotted long ago, but Zhang Ye showed no signs of corruption.

Secondly, Zhang Ye's cultivation will be improved, when it is fast, it will be improved by two orders in one month, and when it is slow, it will be improved by one order in two months.

Three years have passed, and Zhang Ye's cultivation has been unfathomable and incredible.

Therefore, at the beginning, Han Ling'er and Murong Hong's makeup hid Zhang Ye's body, it was indeed because of the obsession in their hearts, but after such a change, they became more and more convinced that it was only a matter of time before Zhang Ye would be resurrected sooner or later.

Otherwise, how can we explain the fact that the body does not decay and the cultivation is improved?

"Daddy, you're a big lazy worm, you've been asleep for three years, and you don't know how to wake up?" Hua'er is almost nine years old, and he will come from the demon world to see Zhang Ye from time to time.

Zhang Ye's consciousness hidden in the depths of Zhihai is also a pain in his heart, in the past few years, he can feel all the changes and sounds outside, but he just can't wake up.

In the past three years, Zhang Ye has continued to comprehend the "Dao" word of the ancestral dragon, making his divine soul more and more powerful, and constantly expelling the power of heavenly punishment, of course, he has not been idle in the past three years, and draws lottery on time every month, so there is a strange scene where the body is dead, but the cultivation is growing.

Time passed day by day, Zhang Ye was also anxious, not only did he feel sorry for Han Ling'er and Murong Hong, but also Su Jin's three-year period was approaching, he really couldn't sleep anymore, he had to wake up as soon as possible and ascend to the immortal realm.

Zhang Ye comprehended Zulong's "Dao" word day and night, and on this day, Han Ling'er and Murong Hongxiang came to see Zhang Ye again.

Murong Hongxiang grabbed Zhang Ye's hand and spoke: "Zhang Ye, if you wake up, I will promise you everything, okay?"

"What, it's okay for two daughters to serve one husband together?" a voice suddenly sounded.

Murong Hong's face flushed: "As long as you can wake up, it's not that you can't ......"

Speaking of this, Murong Hongxiang's expression froze, and he hurriedly looked at Zhang Ye, only to see Zhang Ye with his eyes open and looking at her with a smile.

Murong Hongxiang opened his small mouth, couldn't speak for a long time, and stumbled: "Zhang Ye...... You ......"

Immediately, Murong Hongxiang shouted outside: "Sister Ling'er, come quickly!"

Like a gentle cloud, Han Ling'er entered the fine house and saw Zhang Ye, her eyes were red, and her tears were like beads with broken threads.

The second daughter couldn't say anything, and threw herself on Zhang Ye's body, crying like a child.

Zhang Ye was able to wake up, mainly because he finally understood the word Dao and dispelled the power of heaven's retribution, just as Zu Long said: "The avenue is ruthless and fierce like the sea, and the heart is strong enough to be a boat." "From now on, as long as Zhang Ye is not devastated, he can't die if he wants to.

Although this is not the inheritance of the ancestral dragon, it is also an extremely high realm, and the Dao heart will last forever!

Zhang Ye lay down for three years, but he knew the second daughter's intentions, and in the depths of his love, Zhang Ye grabbed the second daughter's waist and hugged him to the bed.

The second daughter exclaimed in surprise and wanted to struggle, but found that she was pinned by Zhang Ye and couldn't use any strength.

Zhang Ye is a person who holds grudges, he said, when the cultivation is enough, he must retaliate back, now, it is just right.

The second daughter was so frightened that her face was discolored, and Murong Hongmakeup thought of something, and shouted again and again: "Zhang Ye, the painting is here." ”

Zhang Ye turned her head, and now she is a nine-year-old girl, wearing a little red dress, standing there pretty, as good as her mother.

"Daddy, I didn't see anything, you continue!" Hua'er covered her eyes with her pink little hands, really thinking that Zhang Ye didn't see her peeking through her fingers.

Zhang Ye stopped and beckoned: "Hua'er, come over and hug my father, I want to die." ”

"Daddy, I'm your daughter!" the little face of the painting took two steps back in fear.

Zhang Ye felt that the sky was thundering, so ah, in front of the child, you must pay attention to the image.