To make meritorious contributions, there must be merit greater than demerit, and the old man Aoi Yuan did it, and he found a way to help Shi Yuzhen and Ying Xiu break the contract.

Shi Hong Zhenjun was a little excited, although he didn't know what the effect was, it was theoretically feasible.

"Aoi Moto-kun, have you ever tried?"

The first to ask questions was Shi Jia Zhenjun, she was not only the peak master of Danfeng, but also the Shi family, and her generation was longer than Shi Hong.

Aoi Moto-makoto spread his hands, "I haven't tried it." ”

The crux of the problem is that Shi Yuzhen has been tortured for so many days, and no one can say what she has left.

Aoi Yuan Zhenjun, "The Demon King has a more appropriate way to deal with it. ”

It's a pity that people don't want to be anxious, and his method is still provided by Xiong Feng's friendship.

Tan Ji Zhenjun couldn't look at him as a villain, "Zhenjun can influence the demon king?" ”

It's not that you, a king and eight calves, offended the demon king, and if you can't kill it, you will suffer from it, because of Kwai Yuan, Shi Yuezong has also been implicated a lot.

Shi Hong is not only the sect master, but also Shi Yuzhen's father, and he has the most say in this matter.

Aoi Moto, "Isn't this method available?" ”

Shi Yun Zhenjun rarely threw him a roll of the eyes, "She offended you?" ”

If you let a person whose soul was already seriously injured cut the soul contract, this is tantamount to killing people in disguise, and what is the follow-up.

Shi Hong Zhenjun carefully reflected on the secret technique that Kwai Yuan brought back, and his eyes flickered a few times, "Perhaps, we can try other methods." ”

Shi Hong Zhenjun's method is to collect secret techniques related to the contract, which can be used as a private collection of the sect, and the secret technique itself depends on the price, and can be exchanged for sect points or other treasures.

Shi Jia hesitated a little, the secret technique is generally regarded as an heirloom that cannot be passed on, "Are you sure you can do it?" ”

Shi Hong, "Hang it up and try it!" ”

Shi Yuzhen is not the only monk who has been suppressed by the shadow cultivator, nor is it the last, this news can also make those monks who are unwilling to be driven by the shadow cultivator abandon the darkness and turn to the light.

At this time, at that time, Shi Yuzhen regretted it a lot afterwards, if he, as a father, had discovered the abnormality early and thought of a way earlier, it would not have come to such a point.

"It is also a perfect strategy to protect the monks to a certain extent."

No one can say whether there are people they care about, disciples, or descendants of the bloodline, and no one is sure that things have developed to this point.

If there is a solution, it can indeed solve the current problem.

Shi Yue Sect didn't do it by itself, but even united with other major sects to do it together, and it didn't take long for it to spread all over the cultivation realm, and even the news was received in small places that were more remote.

Sanzhu, Su Mo, Gu Yuan, and Jiang Mao, who had just built the foundation, sat together in a small teahouse, listening to the conversations of other monks, and whispering about the strange things they had heard during this time.

To be exact, these four people were not in the same place before, and after hearing about a bloody case of destroying the village, they all came together and met in this teahouse.

The things that attracted them to come to the teahouse were the most talked about.

"Tianhai Sect didn't say anything?"

Although it is remote, this is the territory of the Tianhai Sect, and it is a famous sect in the cultivation realm, so it will not turn a blind eye.

"I heard that there was a foundation building male cultivator ...... entered."

The latter words are not said, which means that they went in and did not come out.

"What the hell is going on?"

Who knows, if the divine sense can't penetrate it, you can only enter it yourself.

One village, more than 1,000 people, disappeared almost overnight, and the real chickens and dogs were not left.

"Is there anything special about that village?"

I didn't know if I was special before, but now it's quite special, I can only enter but not out.

It is unknown whether the people who entered were alive or dead, but so far, dozens of people have entered.

Gu Yuan lowered his voice, "You say, is it a shadow cultivator, a demon cultivator, or a ghost cultivator?" ”

Sanzhu Meifeng jumped, he remembered that Su Buyan once said that there is no real demon cultivation in this world, "Slaughtering the village overnight is not a means of demon cultivation, and ghost cultivation only exists in legends." ”

Gu Yuan, "When you talk like this, there is only shadow cultivation?" ”

Shadow repair is still a new word that has appeared in my eyes, and everyone is very unfamiliar with it.

Su Mo, "I don't rule out the evil cultivators taking advantage of the fire to rob, Jiang Mao, do you have any new discoveries?" ”

Jiang opened his eyes in embarrassment, "In the northeast direction, the smell of blood is too strong to distinguish. ”

Absolutely overwhelming existence, any demonic energy, ghostly energy is covered.

Gu Yuan was the most unsafe, and his eyes jumped with an unsafe light, "Shall we go in and find out?" ”

Su Mo didn't speak, and Sanzhu, who was the deepest affected by Su Buzhi, carefully pondered, "There are treasures." ”

Gu Yuan shook his head, he had only heard of the tragedy of destroying the village, and it was aimed at good-for-nothing mortals.

Again, "What is the danger index?" ”

Gu Yuan...... There are many monks who have entered, and they have all entered but not left, if there is no danger, how is it possible?

"Then why are we going to hit it up?"

Gu Yuan actually wants to say that what he has gained from the experience is not necessarily the treasures, but also the excitement and insight brought by the adventure.

However, this is not his business alone after all, so he is dumb.

Sanzhu didn't think what kind of experience this was, knowing that there was stinky shit in front of him, but he still had to walk over and smell it, and even use his hands to sniff it, what is this not a cheapness?

What's more, this is not as simple as committing a crime, it is a matter of life and death, and he is the only one left in their family, and he is sorry for his life!

Although Su Mo rarely spoke, he also spared his life, he still had a sister to take care of, but he couldn't take risks at will.

Jiang Mao didn't speak, his sense of smell was too special, and the smell of blood stimulated his head and his thinking ability was a little dull.

If Su Buran, the divine beast, was here, he would find that Jiang Mao belonged to this situation, and there was no way to adjust and cultivate this divine power by himself.

Awakened this supernatural power, but without the guidance of the relevant inheritance, everything is based on instinct, and it has become the current situation.

This night, Jiang Mao didn't practice as usual, and rested early.

Monk, even if he sleeps, he has a stronger vigilance than ordinary people, not to mention that Jiang Mao is not ordinary, although he was hit by the bloody qi during the day, but it was also temporary. I rested for a while in the evening and recovered a lot.

But just after the child, he heard the sound of squirming from Gu Yuan next door, Jiang Mao frowned, but he didn't open his eyes.

It's not that he doesn't want to open his eyes, but he can't, and he always feels that there seems to be a heavy breath in the room, which makes him unable to move.

"What's wrong with me?"

How many years haven't I felt it, is this what mortals commonly call a ghost press?

As soon as he had this thought, he shivered, "Something's wrong!" ”

The ghost press is the suppression of the soul consciousness, but fortunately, Jiang Mao is different from the other monks after all, and he uses secret techniques to get close to himself and come to his senses.

"Where is this?"

The ghost press bed was all vain, a cloud of shadow-like mist drifting in front of him, and his cousin Gu Yuan, like a manipulated wooden man, strode in.

The speed was so fast that he didn't even react, "Cousin......"

went in, went in, and with his cultivation of building the foundation realm, he couldn't see the slightest trace.