"Pavilion Master Jiang, killing people is not too much, today you killed me completely, it is difficult to guarantee that I will not be treated like this by others in the future, it is the king to be a man and leave a line, don't blame this seat for not reminding you."

The cemetery dwellers are yin and yang.

My eyes narrowed.

"What do you mean by that?"

Walk over and make a gesture to slap the face.

"Stop, it doesn't mean anything else, it's just literal, let you let me go."

The cemetery shouted urgently.

I stopped, feeling that he had something to say, but I couldn't figure out what was hinting at it, so I had to put it aside for the time being.

After stabilizing my mind, I squatted in front of him and said in a condensed voice: "Since you have chosen a glimmer of life, well, you have to help me do something, otherwise, you will not have this opportunity." ”

An ugly wry smile appeared on the cemetery's face: "Persuade the Thousand Phases Dao Court to take charge?" ”

He was in the Dragon and Tiger Palace, and of course he heard the discussion.

His pupils shrank, this kind of old monster is terrifying, and he already knew it without me saying anything.

"Do you have a solution?" There is no denial.

"Yes."

The cemetery is extremely certain.

My heart jumped heavily, and I interrogated the cemetery with the attitude of giving it a try, but I didn't expect it to be really unexpected?

"What's the solution?"

Suppressing his excitement, he asked slowly.

"The method is simple, practical and effective, so you have to increase your weight, improve your vitality, don't go to the underworld, let me wander in the form of a lonely ghost."

Cemetery bargaining.

"You want to borrow a corpse to resurrect your soul?"

I immediately understood what he was thinking.

"The soul has been weakened by you to the point of an ordinary yin spirit, how easy is it to borrow a corpse to resurrect the soul? Even if you succeed by luck and want to practice back to the past, it is a fool's dream! Are you afraid of my comeback? ”

The cemetery began to agitate.

"I'm afraid." I nodded calmly

"Then you let my soul go away, don't want to know the way."

The cemetery's eyes were fierce.

He knows better than anyone that once he is sent to the underworld, he is still a ghost who has no power to resist, and being beaten into the eighteenth layer of hell is the only end.

Even if there were, it was a rare existence.

He doesn't want to gamble on fate, so he wants to expand this vitality, and if he doesn't succeed, he will become a benevolent.

I slowly stood up, clenched my fists, and wanted to blow his head out at once.

But the information provided by this guy is too amazing, with his method, he can subdue the Thousand Phases Dao Court without blood, is there a more worthwhile deal in the world?

It's too cruel to let the Great Illusion Demon Ridge spit out the meat that has eaten in its mouth.

The key is that I also know that if the Thousand Phases Dao Court does not lose this foundation, the probability of wanton revenge in the future is very high, and it is ridiculously high.

It feels worthwhile to exchange the remnant soul of the cemetery monk for a better way to accept it.

After a few spins in place, I made up my mind.

"Leave your remnant soul and not send it to the underworld, it's okay, but your remnant soul has to be imprisoned by me for fifty years, and then I will let you out, borrow the corpse to return the soul or wander at will, whatever you want."

I crouched down again and gave the final result.

"Fifty years of confinement?"

The cemetery's eyes were full of horror.

"What, do you feel wronged? That's eighty years. I scoffed.

"You're too poisonous, okay, fifty years is fifty years, there is still life like this, but you have to keep the memory, and you have to swear, otherwise I can't believe it."

The cemetery struggled for a while, knowing that there was no room for bargaining.

I looked at him earnestly and warned, "Your solution must work, or the agreement will be invalid." ”

"Of course it's true." The cemetery showed self-confidence again.

"Okay, that's a deal."

I reached out and high-fived his immobile hand three times, and then made a vow to the earth of heaven.

It was only then that the cemetery let down its guard and told me an unbelievable method, and my eyes widened when I heard it, and I called for me to go.

It turns out that the solution is on me, it is really simple and practical.

The agreement was established, and I did not hesitate to reach out and break all the meridians on the cemetery's body, and he struggled for a while before he died.

The pitch-black soul came out of the corpse Tianling Cave, the black light flashed, and after the terrible scream, nine-tenths of the soul of the cemetery was cut down by the Ah Nose Ink Sword, and the remaining one-tenth was sucked into the ghost prison magic tool and imprisoned in a cell, and the fifty-year imprisonment began to count.

As promised, I kept the remnants of their souls intact and some of their lives.

"Jingle bell!"

Tomb bell No. 63 appeared, but it was only a volume, and the complete corpse and nine-tenths of the yin souls in the cemetery were devoured.

The corpses of the powerhouses of the Tongtian Realm who were swept away by the tomb bell in the past are not counted, but at this moment, I strongly ask for benefits, and the tomb bell has no choice but to list the exchange terms given by the miniature world again.

I choose not to use it for the time being, and I'll talk about it when I use it.

The tomb bell of 'Eat and drink' recorded all this, and then, Shi Shiran disappeared.

It's time to keep the book!

I found that if I didn't mention it, the Tomb Bell would pretend to be confused and get by, and it wouldn't count after that.

For example, in the past, the corpse of the deputy head of the Night Mountain Pavilion that it swept away in Green Ink City did not give me a clear explanation.

How does this work? In the future, even if a little devil is sacrificed, it must be recorded clearly, lest it not admit it in the future.

The shamelessness of slandering the tomb bell can only be stopped, who makes a cow? You can only coax, not excuse yourself.

At present, I have two masters who can't afford to offend, one is the dog Keqing, and the other is the tomb bell, so I can only endure it.

After the tomb bell appeared, it was difficult for anyone to see it, not even the dog Keqing, so I don't have to worry about this.

After disposing of the cemetery layman, he put down a big stone in his heart, thinking about what to say when he saw a knife in the future? After all, it was her apprentice, and she was destroyed like this, so I guess she would be full of emotion, right?

Ten minutes later, I turned back to the Dragon and Tiger Palace.

The old antiques, who were almost about to do it, looked at me at the same time.

"The cemetery monk is dead, his body is destroyed, and the remnant soul is imprisoned by me."

opened his mouth with such a sentence, and the old monsters collectively twitched.

They were certainly touched by such a simple death in my hands.

"You don't have to argue, I'm going to see the head of the Thousand Phases Dao Court, in one hour, he will surrender, but we have to give the right to freedom after ten years, and also, the strongholds of the Thousand Phases Dao Court will not be accepted, but the main altar will never retreat here, and it can be transformed into the new headquarters of the Great Illusion Demon Ridge, can you accept this concession?"

I stood there, word for word, staring gloomily at the old monsters.

"Jiang Keqing, what you said is true?"

The zombie elder asked in surprise.

Elder Nalan frowned: "Jiang Keqing, this is not a joke, why have you become so sure?" ”

The elders couldn't believe it.