To kill this kind of filthy ghost cultivator, Yun Su naturally did not do it himself, but recited the mantra and performed the secret method of dreaming.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, He Weiming was flipping through a grain and grass briefing, planning tomorrow's march, and from time to time he and his nephew He Buyu, who was acting as a staff member, whispered a word or two, and suddenly felt a wave of sleepiness hit, tilted his head, and fell asleep in a daze.

He Buyu also sat down in front of the table and fell asleep together.

"Far Mountain ......"

He Wei clearly felt that something was wrong, although he was still in the big tent of the Chinese army, but the sergeants who were busy coming and going were gone, and even a few military officials who were waiting on the side were gone, and the things around him became shadowy, and there was an unreal feeling.

In the big tent, only himself and his nephew were left.

"Uncle San, it seems that something is wrong. ”

He Buyu took his sword from the tent wall and stood beside He Weiming, guarding carefully.

Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew, and the curtain of the big tent was blown open, only to see a foggy outside, which could not be seen.

The next moment, the mist surged, parting to the sides, and two gods wearing bright gold armor escorted a scarred thin old man into the big tent.

"Who's coming?"

He Buyu stepped forward, pulled out his long sword with a click, and asked in a loud voice.

"This god will be ordered by the Immortal Monarch to escort the Ghost King Yin Mountain of the Ghost Fang Temple to General He Weiming, this is the edict of the Immortal Monarch. ”

The god will take out an edict and offer it with both hands, why not take a few steps forward, take it carefully, and suddenly hit a spirit, and then understand many reasons.

He Weiming took the edict like a yellow talisman, and felt a little warm when he started it, and then a lot of information came into his mind, and his expression changed again and again, sometimes confused, sometimes angry, and it didn't take long to understand everything, and many things that he couldn't figure out were coherent.

"Hmph! It turns out that your Ghost Fang Temple is making trouble behind your back, instigating the Ulan Kingdom to go to war with my Dacheng Dynasty. I also want to use demon magic to turn my Dingbo army's 50,000 sons into a puppet ghost army.

You dog thief, you really regard my life as a mustard. ”

He Weiming slapped the big table, shaking the pen and inkstone, and he was furious.

In the edict, he learned that the kneeling old man was the culprit of the war between the two countries and the attack on the camp by a hundred ghosts, and that Qin Boyi, the guard of Hantian City, had also fallen into their demon law for his rebellion, as for the others, including the true face of the national teacher Burning Yang Zhenren, and other more secrets, he didn't know.

Yun Su naturally wouldn't tell them too many secrets, so as not to cause extraneous branches.

The ghost king kneeling below was gloomy and gloomy, with a hideous expression, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound or move. As a former master of the Hua Dan period, how could he not see that the mysterious sword cultivator had used his dreaming powers.

Although everything in front of me is a dream, it is not much different from reality.

As the ghost king of the Ghost Fang Temple, how noble his identity is, even Dacheng's emperor Xiao'er is just like a pig and dog in front of him, but now he is kneeling at the feet of ordinary people who were regarded as ants in the past, as if he was being judged, it is really humiliating.

Although the mysterious sword cultivator was ruthless and ruthless, he was a powerful great monk after all, but the two people in front of him were weak mortals.

"Thank you to the two Divine Monarchs for escorting this thief here, and please go back and tell the Immortal Monarch that I will act on the Immortal Monarch's edict and will not tolerate this thief. ”

He Weiming and He Buyu bowed their hands, and the two gold-armored gods also returned the salute, then turned around and turned away from the smoke.

The dream gradually dissipated, why not wake up first, it feels like squinting his eyes, taking a nap, and the little official next to him who is bowing down and waiting for his life does not notice it at all.

His first reaction was to look at the third uncle, He Weiming, and saw that he was also looking over with a solemn face.

"Far mountain, I ...... just now"

Before he finished speaking, He Liming was stunned, and saw a thin old man kneeling in front of the table, his body was burned to rot, and there was a foul smell.

"Hey, who's this?"

"How one more person. ”

Immediately, the people in the Chinese military tent found the thin old man who was kneeling on the ground, with a painful expression, struggling but unable to speak.

A group of soldiers rushed over and surrounded him, and the sword was on his neck, and he was neatly tied, but he thought this person was so strange, obviously his whole body was burned, but he was not dead.

"Yuanshan, I just had a dream, and I have you in my dream. ”

He Weiming beckoned, called He Buyu to him, and whispered.

"Third uncle, Yuanshan Fang also had a dream, and there were you in the dream, as well as the golden armor god general and the old thief kneeling on the ground. ”

Why don't you whisper and whisper.

The things in the dream were so real that when I opened my eyes and saw this kneeling person on the ground, it was exactly the same as what I saw in the dream.

There is really an immortal monarch who has appeared, and the two of them still don't understand.

Originally, he suffered a night attack by a hundred ghosts, but at this time, he completely believed in the dream.

"Let's go out first. ”

He Weiming waved everyone back, and only a few pro-soldiers were left in the big tent, so why not say anything.

"The old thief is gloomy mountain, you can confess your guilt and surrender to the law!"

He Liming slapped the table and asked.

"Yes, it's all made by the old man. ”

The ghost king didn't know why, but he couldn't control himself and confessed his guilt.

"Good!"

He Liming no longer had any doubts now, and shouted loudly:

"Kill the old thief in public, feed it to the dogs, and burn the rest and dump it in the manure pit. ”

"Yes, General. ”

After a short time, a battle was set up outside the big tent of the Chinese army, and killing people in the army was the simplest, just waiting for the knife and axe hand to be in place, and in front of hundreds of soldiers, he cut off the head of the gloomy mountain with a knife.

Yun Su stood in the corner, witnessing the whole process, making sure that there would be no surprises.

At the same time, the ghosts of the two Weiyuan County Chenghuang Yin Division also arrived over the mountains and mountains, and in a daze, they saw the gloomy mountain that had just been beheaded.

The ghost king's soul was standing there with a gloomy face, looking at himself on the ground, and he was stunned, the body was put into a wooden basin, and in the blink of an eye, it was chopped by a chaotic knife.

A sergeant brought two tall wolfdogs, and the trained wolfdogs pounced on them under the command of the sergeant and began to feast on them.

"Alas, I hunted geese all day long, but I was pecked by geese. ”

The gloomy mountain lost his body, naturally he was extremely angry and extremely unwilling, but after all, he was a ghost cultivator, and he knew too many ways to save his life and escape, as long as he left here, he found a place of yin and evil to retreat for a hundred years, and then used countless souls as medicine, and through that martial arts to marry immortals, it was not impossible to restore his cultivation.

Although the mysterious sword cultivation is powerful, after all, he has not walked the ghost path, he only thinks about punishing himself, hehe, after all, he is one step behind.

The revenge of being abolished and destroying one's body will be repaid with the lives of thousands of mortals in the future.

"Heaven and earth are open, and the ghosts of the eight directions are coming to ......"

The gloomy mountain saw the two ghosts who crossed the mountains and crossed the mountains and came with the spirit of incense and ghosts, if Fang Cai was forced to kneel at the feet of mortals, now he has become a ghost body, and he is too lazy to act, and the county god Yin Division also wants to detain his soul, but it is wishful thinking.

I saw that there were words in his mouth, and he had already recited a ghost magic secret spell, and he was about to turn into a yin wind and run away.

Although this secret method depletes the soul origin, it can use the power of the yin soul between heaven and earth to turn the wind away, and the golden cicada will shed its shell. You only need to understand the mantra, and you can drive it without cultivation.

"If you're dead, don't go. ”

Suddenly, the gloomy mountain felt that he couldn't move, and the mysterious sword cultivator stood a foot away in front of him, stretched out his hand and grabbed the yin wind he had turned into out of nothingness, threw it on the ground, and returned to the original form of the ghost.

"You ......"

If it was said that the previous fear was because this sword cultivation was soft and hard, and the killing was ruthless, this time the gloomy mountain was really afraid.

However, without telling him, Yun Su pointed out and came out of nowhere.

The gloomy mountain only felt as if the whole world was shattered, the true spirit was scattered, how many conspiracies and tricks, how many cruel and vicious, all crumbled under this finger.

The true spirit was shattered, turned into powder, and the gloomy mountain turned into ashes and ashes, and the curtain came to a complete end.

"Meet the Immortal Chief!"

When the two ghosts saw this, they were immediately shocked, only to see countless grievances and grievances entangled in the newly dead ghost, but the new soul turned into a yin wind and fled in the blink of an eye, knowing that he had met a ghost cultivator, but he was caught back by this mysterious monk casually, and shattered the true spirit with a finger, and the dead could not die again.

"Well, I can't let you run for nothing. ”

Yun Su stretched out his hand and beckoned the nine new ghosts from the barracks who were still hovering between the tents, and they looked at their comrades who were wearing bodies one by one, and they were extremely nostalgic.

"These nine people are soldiers of the Dingbo Army, who died at the hands of evil ghosts, and now they have become the soul of the soldiers.

As for you, once you get acquainted, let's wait for you. ”

Yun Su recited the mantra, drew talismans in the void, and made the edict into a spell.

"Condensation!"

I saw countless yin qi surging between the mountains and fields, and a wisp of pure yang qi was attracted from the military camp of more than 50,000 people, and the yin and yang converged, but it made the souls of the nine soldiers condense several times in the blink of an eye.

It's obviously a newly dead soul, but it has one-third of the strength of ordinary ghosts. This Weiyuan is a small county town, and the Yin Si Chenghuang is also much weaker, and if you cultivate these nine soldier souls well in the future, you can also enhance some of your strength.

After all, this place is not far from Hantian City, and with the war, not only will the number of refugees and bandits increase, but also the number of fierce ghosts will also increase.

Often, when a war ends, it takes three or five years for the local community to calm down.

"Yes, Immortal Chief, we will tell you what we say. ”

The two ghosts bowed and saluted, and received the command.

"Thank you for the grace of the immortal chief's recreation. ”

The nine soldiers bowed down together, bowed down, and then bowed to the big tent of the Chinese army, and then followed the two ghosts back to the Chenghuang Yin Division.

After a short time, the nine soldier souls followed the two ghosts to the Chenghuang Yin Division in Weiyuan.

This Yin Division is really very small, Chenghuang is a member of the appearance, and the three chief officials under him are not even, there is only one fat judge, and the ghost on duty in the Yin Division Yamen is only four.

"Hey, where did you find these soldiers? ”

Both the city god and the judge froze, they knew that there was a large army stationed outside Weiyuan City, but they didn't know what was going on there.

"The two of us were also led to the army camp by someone in a daze, and I was originally going to detain a demon who was haunted by grievances, but was killed on the spot by an immortal who broke the true spirit.

These nine soldier souls were also ignited by his spell, saying that they were soldiers of the Dingbo Army who died at the hands of evil ghosts, and now they have become soldier souls with resentment, and they are placed at the discretion of Lord Lao Chenghuang. ”

The ghost is honest, and he doesn't miss a word when he tells the truth.

"My lord, this time the army crossed the border, and the life and death book of this county did not sense that someone died, thinking that there was a monk fighting method, which covered the qi. This master must be a Dao Immortal cultivator on my Dacheng side......"

At this point, the judge nodded, and said:

"Ben Yin Division is short of manpower, and it just makes up for the lack of nine of them. Since I died to defend my family and the country, and I became a soldier, I am allowed to return to my hometown to dream once, meet my relatives and friends, and then take office. ”

"Thank you, Lord Chenghuang. ”

Seeing that everything was going so well, the nine soldier souls also knew that it was Chenghuang who looked at the face of that immortal, and couldn't help but be even more grateful to the immortal cultivator who didn't even know anything about his surname.

Although I don't know the name of the benefactor, I have secretly made up my mind in my heart that I must be on an errand in the future and be at peace in the underworld.

Through a trace of divine sense, Yun Su saw that the nine people were arranged properly, so he no longer cared about it.

"Go to each of you. ”

The thousands of unjust souls on the original gloomy mountain, seeing that the ghost king's body was dead and his soul was destroyed, there were no fetters, and the resentment was gone, or they either returned to the outside of the plug, or went to the nearest Weiyuan Yin Division, and were punished by those rewards, and they were dispersed in a short time.

Yun Su collected a large bone from the wooden basin and returned to his tent.

"As the old saying goes, people are not rich without windfalls, and horses are not fertile without night grass, and this is indeed the case. ”

Yun Su reached out and took out a black storage bag, which was exactly what the gloomy mountain had brought with him.

This storage bag is made of the stomach pouch of some kind of demon beast, and it is as big as the big tent of the Chinese army, except for some filthy and evil things that were taken out by Yunsu and turned into ashes, most of the others are some good things of great value.

More than 120,000 taels of silver, more than 10,000 taels of gold, more than 800 medicinal herbs, more than 1,000 spirit stones, dozens of other magic weapons, and even the Huangquan Banner has three sides, each of which is much stronger than the one in the hands of the red-clothed ghost queen.

And among these treasures, there is only a treasure shuttle with a length of a ruler, which makes Yun Su look at it twice.

"The refining is rough, and the heavenly things are violent. However, it is a few years, and it seems that it is indeed a treasure from the Ghost Temple. ”

Yun Su took Bao Suo in his hand, and the divine thoughts of the gloomy mountain inside had already dispersed, and he had completely become an ownerless thing.

This thing is made of some kind of yin attribute gold essence, and judging from the memory of the gloomy mountain, this thing was used by him to drill through the leylines, so that he can steal the yin and evil qi under the leylines.

In the hands of Gloomy Mountain, it resembles the Luoyang shovel used by tomb robbers.

The weapons of the gloomy mountain are mainly based on the three-sided yellow spring flags, except for some flying sword magic weapons that have been snatched, there are no powerful magic weapons.

But in Yun Su's opinion, this thing is very suitable for attacking magic weapons, which can be used to break all kinds of prohibitions and spells, as long as it is re-refined, and then add some other heavenly and earthly treasures, this treasure shuttle will definitely be quite extraordinary and useful in the future.

Even if you don't need it, it doesn't stop it from being precious.

With the identity and cultivation of the gloomy mountain, these gold and silver that I don't know where they come from are not much, after all, the place where ordinary monks use money is far less than Yun Su.

Otherwise, it would not be surprising that a cultivator of the Huadan Realm who kills people like Gloomy Mountain and kills and destroys the country at every turn has a million taels of silver.

And all kinds of herbs are much more precious, as well as the spirit stone, Yunsu is also the first time to get, although there are some differences with the spirit stone in the cognition, but it is also a spirit stone that grows in the spiritual vein, which is full of spiritual power, relatively mild, and its own value is quite high, and it is also the same as herbs, magic weapons, exercises, etc., it is one of the practice currencies used by monks.

There was no inexplicable murder and overselling, and there was no money to open for no reason, and now that he became rich overnight, Yunsu felt comfortable in his heart.

Now, you can buy more books and build a magnificent library building.