Although these immortal monarchs had fallen as early as three thousand years ago, and now Xiao Zhi was chopping a ghost attached to the immortal body, but seeing dozens of good sons and daughters of the fairy wind Dao bones being chopped under his sword, Xiao Zhi's hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble slightly, and she was excited and shocked in her heart.

Until the "debris" on the beach of Wufu have been cleaned up, only the ghosts wandering around have nowhere to cling to.

Since these things can't be killed, there's no need to waste time here, anyway, the ghosts on Youtan Mountain have been driven away, and now you just need to protect yourself from being robbed by ghosts.

Xiaozhi, as the boss with the most profound cultivation, Qianwei and Jiang Liansheng followed closely behind her, and they couldn't wait to hang on her to feel at ease.

"I heard that these ghosts came out of the Sizhao Mountain. Qianwei said, "Why did they run to Sizhao Mountain?"

"If my guess is correct, the Suo Immortal Vine in the Valley of Tongtian Pavilion back then was not burned by the Liuyun Fire. Lu Qi groaned, his hand tightly held by the twig.

After dealing with the ghost's affairs, Xiao Zhi summoned him out of the bamboo basket, she didn't want Lu Qi to stay next to a pile of "miscellaneous" all the time.

Jiang Liansheng said: "Are you saying that the messy cultivation in their bodies is related to Suo Xian Teng?"

Hearing the chaotic cultivation, Xiao Zhi paused, Jiang Liansheng directly hit her back, and the immeasurable spiritual power ejected him several feet away.

"Ouch, I'm talking about you...... I'm not talking about you, what kind of temper do you have, not to mention those in your body, can you call it a mess of cultivation? Pick any one out, it can deter the three armies......" Jiang Liansheng covered his forehead and caught up, complaining in his mouth.

Back then, in the Wild Bee Village, Lu Qi was trapped in a cave full of Suo Xian vines, which were raised with the corpses of women in the Demon Realm, which could not only kill immortals, but also kill demons.

"It's not just Suo Xian Teng, but also that black stone plate. Lu Qi remembered that at that time, he smashed the black stone plate and the crystal ball, but if Suo Xian Teng could come back from the dead, would the two magic weapons used to fly up also be restored?

Twig was particularly impressed by the black stone plate, when she was tortured by that thing, her flesh and blood were blurred, and she almost died, and the feeling of being pressed in a red pot to fry made her scalp tingle just thinking about it.

Lu Qi also remembered Xiaozhi's bloody appearance at that time, and couldn't help frowning.

Is it possible for the ghosts to use the path of mortals to seize the Immortal Yuan Ascension and integrate the qi of all walks of life into their souls, so as to greatly increase their cultivation?

But how did the old ghost of Pengshan know the secret under Sizhao Mountain? Could it be that he was also involved with Li Hengzhi?

Isn't Li Hengzhi's purpose a chaos from all walks of life?

Jiang Liansheng said with emotion: "Your master, it's really ...... It's so good!"

Anyway, he used to be Xiaozhi's master, Jiang Liansheng turned his head around the dirty words that came to his mouth, and swallowed them back.

For Li Hengzhi, Xiaozhi has nothing to say, the next time they meet, what kind of way will they make a break between their master and apprentice, Xiaozhi doesn't dare to think about it, and he doesn't want to think about it.

The teacher's grace must not be forgotten, and the blood feud must not be forgotten.

The old ghost of Pengshan sent the ghosts of the Hundred Ghost Array to Sizhao Mountain to be rebuilt, and then put it into all walks of life, stirring a pot of paste to the bottom of the pot, just waiting for the whole pot to be poured out.

He wants to turn the world into purgatory.

What is his hatred?

......

A day later, in the belly of Youtan Mountain, the old ghost of Pengshan appeared.

Jiang Liansheng guessed correctly, the Nightmare Array was indeed very important to him.

"I didn't expect a master to come to Youtan Mountain. The old ghost of Pengshan was hunched over in a shabby cloak, and he came out of the black rock and walked to the green belly of the mountain to the spiritual fire.

The spiritual fire in the belly of the mountain poured out from the cracks in the eight black rocks, converging like flowing water into a stone pit the size of a round table in the middle, the edge of the stone pit was engraved with runes, and there was a faint strong force that trapped the faint green fire.

The old ghost of Pengshan didn't expect that outside the nightmare array on the other side of the stone pit, the little girl who looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old was hiding such a terrifying cultivation.

Although he was thoughtful, he was still one step behind.

He originally thought that dozens of ghosts were more than enough to suppress the ghost lord and ghost king on Youtan Mountain, and even if the ghost emperor was here, it would be impossible to compete with the ghosts he had carefully refined.

Who knew that such a character would suddenly appear, not only to fight the ghosts with nowhere to go, but also to make the nightmare array unsustainable, forcing him to show up.

There was another thing he didn't expect, the ghost lord Qianwei would actually return the cultivation in the peach tree of Dushuo Mountain to Jiang Liansheng.

But now what he is afraid of is no longer Jiang Liansheng, but Xiaozhi.

Jiang Liansheng's biggest regret was that when he came out of the Hundred Ghost Array ten years ago, he didn't slaughter the old ghost of Pengshan, causing him to be trapped under the sea for another ten years.

Ten years ago, the old ghost of Pengshan was full of righteousness, and said to him with a look of regret: The Hundred Ghost Array can't have an accident, otherwise the world will be in chaos, and you will step into the land of no return, and become a sinner from all over the world.

Fuck you, you dead devil with a mouth full of lies!

If he hadn't been deceived by the old ghost of Pengshan's "I'm doing this for your own good", why would Jiang Liansheng be like this?

Probably because of his pitiful old face, it seems that it can particularly inspire people's compassion, Jiang Liansheng thought that it was because of this that he didn't have the right to die.

"From the very beginning, when you approached me, you were using me?" Seeing the old ghost of Pengshan again, Jiang Lian gritted her teeth angrily, although she already knew in her heart that these were the conspiracy of the old ghost of Pengshan, but if you didn't ask in person, he was depressed.

The spiritual fire in the belly of the mountain was besieged by the nightmare array, Jiang Liansheng and the others did not enter it, the old ghost of Pengshan squatted down by the spiritual fire, and a pair of cloudy eyes looked at Jiang Liansheng from under the cloak.

"That's right. The old man's voice replied very crisply.

“...... You, why do you want to be like this?" Jiang Liansheng felt that his heart was even more stuffy, did he really have no friendship with himself?

It's just that, after all, I'm too stupid to blame others.

The old ghost of Pengshan took the wine gourd from his waist, raised his neck and took a sip tremblingly, the hideous scar at the corner of his eye looked very strange under the faint green firelight.

His wine gourd will always contain wine, a long time ago, when Jiang Liansheng was still Ziwei Immortal Venerable, he was curious to ask him for a sip, it was the strongest wine Jiang Liansheng had ever drunk, heartburn pierced.

The old ghost of Pengshan said that the name of this wine is "nostalgia", and it is even more sorrowful to use wine to eliminate sorrow, and the wine is sad and sad.

This wine is the strongest and most comforting.

It's the wine of his hometown.

"Homesickness......" the old ghost of Pengshan muttered, "I just want to return to my hometown...... Take them back to their hometown...... Pengshan, Pengshan......"

He is an old ghost in Pengshan, his hometown is in Pengshan, but where is Pengshan?

"Pengshan, it's Youtan Mountain, right?" Lu Qi looked at the old man beside the spiritual fire and sighed, the old ghost of Pengshan trembled slightly from the painful memories he fell into, he looked just a poor lonely old man, not a scheming evil ghost.