The two of them stepped on both sides of the peach blossoms, the wind and rain were quiet, the darkness was far away, more than 100 petals turned into swings, swaying left and right, and a bitter wild ghost sat under the tree, showing his face and saying hoarsely: "Coming?"

Li Shuishan stopped and snorted softly: "There are ghosts in the mountains? ”

The dry wild ghost looks like a human, his eyes are gloomy, he holds a peach petal in his hand, and mourns affectionately: "I am a wild ghost, this wild is not enough to meet my nature, if I enter the reincarnation and leave this mountain, my wild soul will become a generation of writers, and I will write about the glory." ”

"The dramas under the Wenting Pavilion will all sing and mourn because of me?"

"Will the rain fall on the boat because I am also walking by the river?"

Li Shuishan said: "I don't know what you have experienced, you are not allowed to block my path, otherwise you will be destroyed." ”

The dry wild ghost squinted and said: "The person who came, the ghost saint in my mountain has already calculated with a pen, whether you are big or small, whether you are green or ripe, it is all in black and white." ”

"The arrival of the Mandate of Heaven is just right for the Ghost Saint to gather three bodies, exert the Ghost Dao Divine Power, and take out the Heavenly Mandate Blood Essence, this kind of help may be able to help him distinguish the Heavenly Dao and take out the life and death contract between heaven and earth, at that time, what is the world after the mortal realm?"

Li Shuishan threw out the anti-scale boy sword from his sleeve, the scabbard had been hidden for a long time and was a little shiny, and after the hilt was slightly pulled out, he said: "You, do you want to fight?!"

The wild ghost said insidiously: "I didn't come to fight with you, but I just told you that the ghosts in this mountain can be killed." There are countless wild ghosts in here who want your skin, and I only convey the meaning of the ghost saint. ”

Li Shuishan's eyes were bloody, and he said hoarsely: "Then let me see how many wild ghosts are worried about me?"

The withered wild ghost sighed and disappeared into the darkness, and then countless pairs of ghost eyes opened, revealing a greedy aura, and the withered bamboo eyes froze, and the body trembled slightly.

He had never seen so many wild ghosts, the kind of ghosts who were in the darkness of the night, like those who saw darkness as day, opened their eyes wide and fiercely shed some of the dust around them, and held some short bayonets in their hands.

Li Shuishan directly pulled out the sword of the Reverse Scale Boy, pointed horizontally into the distance and said, "You may kill me?"

They grinned, as if laughing at the fish on the board, and the rotten bamboo swallowed a spar, and the eyebrows flew, and under the dark spots around them, one or two bright fish jumped out, and they surrounded the rotten bamboo, and let out a pleasant cry.

The many wild ghosts jumped up, and among them was a young monk, who looked at the two of them dementedly, not knowing what he was thinking, but in the next moment he raised his hand directly and drew a circle in front of him, in which the five-pointed star turned, and he muttered some heavy mantras hoarsely, and a larger five-pointed appeared behind him.

He said mechanically: "There are ghosts in the mountains, I am a general, a human general." ”

He spoke again: "What will man do? It can be called a rotating reincarnation disk, where there are obsessed and lost human souls, they are reincarnated between death and life, and they want to enter the cycle and become a ghost. And I, I feel the breath of yellow springs in you. ”

Li Shuishan slapped at the sword scabbard, a burst of dragon groans startled, he entered the sword again, the brewing killing aura was enough to break through the short darkness, a white dragon shadow poked out, struggling to break through a large area, the black here was partially dispersed, and then part was exposed

The darkness is mixed with black clouds, like heavy ink in black ink.

The man will show pale cheeks, and his pensive expression.

He silently said to Li Shuishan in the distance: "I have killed ninety-nine people, and when I want to gather a hundred people, I will ask myself, is this person worth shooting? And you, give me the urge to kill again, I really want to know, what is hidden in the body that this ghost saint wants?"

These words made Li Shuishan frown, and the wild ghosts around him came, and they stretched out their sharp claws and pressed them to his neck.

Li Shuishan's bloody eyes widened suddenly, and he instantly clicked three fingers at the three wild ghosts that came, and there was a stream of colorful spread on these three fingers, and when it was pointed on their heads, it emitted a dazzling colored light, and they began to degenerate from the top of their heads, melting into a colorful shadow.

And then the wild ghost was directly carried away by Li Shuishan's murderous aura of drawing the sword, this wild ghost is nothing more than this in the impression of the dry cicada Taoist, he has walked through countless rivers, there are many strange demon winds, snakes and demons in the water attack people, spirits and monsters become enlightened, they Feng Xuan resists the wind, and solves doubts and does good deeds to the coming pedestrians, accumulates virtues, and can fly to the realm of monks when the opportunity is close in the future, and cultivate for the wilderness.

Those spirits who are unwilling to accumulate virtue and do good deeds have become ghosts and monsters who are greedy and devouring human races, and most of them will be killed by Taoists.

After Li Shuishan drew his sword, he instantly killed several wild ghosts, and shook his fist at the coming wild ghosts, the dark night was pulled apart like a tablecloth, and some things around him were directly turned into plain white, and the extreme black place was smeared into five colors, and the reverse scale boy sword was provoked from behind, directly piercing the wild ghosts and absorbing their ghost power.

At this time, the soul-attracting bell on Li Shuishan's waist trembled, he knew that this thing had encountered an unprecedented sense of crisis, from which wild ghost did not move the human general, he quietly watched all the battles around him, and even put his eyes on the rotten bamboo who drew his sword to perform the swordsmanship, and said in his mouth: "Yin Void Sword Technique, the self-created swordsmanship of the thieves of the First Cultivation Sect, I saw more than half of it back then, and the chic meaning of fluttering with the wind, but in the end, the sword intent is not pure, and the blood power is insufficient, otherwise it is the best swordsmanship I have seen." ”

Hearing what he said, Rotten Bamboo replied, "You actually know the name of the previous generation of sect masters of my First Cultivation Sect!"

The general sneered, "Not only do I know, but I also know the cause of your previous sect master's death. ”

Rotten Bamboo just killed a few wild ghosts that swept up, gritted his teeth and asked, "Please elaborate." ”

The general shook his head and said, "I don't want to mention the memories of the past." If you are a disciple of an old friend of the Sect, I will not kill you, you can leave by yourself. ”

Seeing that the wild ghosts around him stopped attacking, after pondering, he wanted to turn around and leave, but when he saw Li Shuishan swinging his sword and killing nearly ten wild ghosts, he thought about his experience in the past few days, gritted his teeth and turned to hold the sword, and said bitterly: "I'm sorry, I choose not to leave." ”

The cadre said with a smile: "Good spirit, worthy of being a disciple of the inheritance who can learn the Yin Void Sword Technique, if you don't even have this single skill, you don't have to say that you are a disciple of the First Cultivation Sect." ”

"I only drank bitter tea a few times with your previous sect master, and there were a few strong wines, I remember that in the snowy moon in the sky, we were bare-shouldered and wantonly ate meat after drinking, I was only twenty years old at the time, and he was only thirty years old. We talked a lot, talked about our own ideals, and talked about ourselves

talked about his beloved woman, talked a lot, and I can't remember what I talked about. ”

"After that night we parted ways, and I rode a fast horse, and he stepped on a flying sword, and I went into the quiet path, and he followed in the footsteps of his ancestors to pave the way. We're all confident in what lies ahead. ”

"However, I took a blood pit step by step, and when I saw him become a sect master, I looked at him with a smile, and I saw the dead figure in the place of burial, holding a jade plaque with the shadow of a man sitting cross-legged, which read Feng Yu Sect Master. ”

"I know that he is your Upper Sect Master, as for whether you can take this jade plate, I will try it yourself. ”

Rotten Bamboo knew that this person intended to test himself, and he was a little tired of him, he said resolutely: "I will definitely take this jade plate, since you have a relationship with the previous generation of sect masters, you should not play me like this." ”

The general smiled and said: "Cultivation is like rivers and lakes, a smile is enmity, a wine and a tea forget the road, we are as young as relatives, the years have passed, and we are no longer that young person, don't ask me why I will let you take it, you should ask yourself if the cultivation is like this?"

After Li Shuishan killed a wild ghost, he jumped to the side of the rotten bamboo and said: "Don't fall for his evil words, since he has become a human general, he has naturally lost his humanity, leaving behind the weirdness and cunning in the depths, don't forget that there are ghosts in the mountains here." ”

Rotten Bamboo also took out a jade plaque and held it tightly in his hand, his eyes seemed to be about to shed tears, and he muttered: "Shizun said in front of me that his Shizun is the sect master of the upper generation, but because he protected the ancient inheritance of the First Cultivation Sect from being dispersed, he bore the heavenly thunder alone, and also introduced the endless killing machine into the burial place, where there is only dust and endless wind and sand. ”

Shizun said that he would never forget the conversation between the previous generation of sect masters at night with candles, and his words were mixed with some heavy entrustment. Those trembling hands represented the dedication to the First Cultivation Sect, and he said with blood that all ancient sects had a great catastrophe, and this robbery could destroy or give many sects a new lease of life. When he saw the appearance of Taibei Mountain, he also saw the power of the sword that opened the mountain. ”

"He resolutely took all the luck of a cultivator, and blew the sword of the opening of the mountain into a green leaf with all the power of a cultivator, and he bore the cause and effect all over his body, he swept away all the heavenly thunder, and ran alone in the mountains and rivers, and the blood marks made the master of the rotten bamboo kowtow step by step, and he saw the four marks that walked on a boulder, he knelt down, and he knelt in the sky. ”

"He was begging the heavens not to return all his luck, not to let the First Cultivator Sect suffer a little disaster, he was begging someone to help him go to the place of burial. ”

No one answered him, no one could see him cry blood, no one could see him sink his legs into stones because of his guilt, and the blood-soaked marks carried his deep sorrow. ”

Kuzhu's eyes were filled with tears, and he deeply felt the grief of his master.

He shouldn't, he shouldn't bear such a crime alone, but the previous generation of sect masters saw his own shadow in the candle lit that night, and he could also see the shadow of rotten bamboo.

But the master of the rotten bamboo knelt down for a month, stood up again and said a few words, not far from accepting the position of the sect master, unwilling to stay in the sect.

He wants to follow the footsteps of the previous generation of sect masters, his master, he may listen to countless people walking step by step, humming and laughing, and his heart is unwilling.