"If you have evil thoughts that are not human, ghosts will not be able to see people, so things and likes, people and groups, you are unsightly in your heart, and you will naturally invite ghosts to disturb you!"

Looking at Yuanjue's seriousness, Li Xiaoyi really wanted to slap it, but his cultivation was not as good as others, so he could only admit it.

"Old monk, are you saying that I have too many evil thoughts in my heart?"

Yuan Jue opened his eyes, recited the Buddha's name and said: "If you are a person, you have evil thoughts, the poor monk is not a Buddha, but a mortal, the mind is together, good and evil, where is the entanglement." ”

Li Xiaoyi quit, along the way, he heard a lot of such words, but such a monk was only seen in his life, and he couldn't help but laugh: "Sometimes I really wonder if you are a monk or not." ”

"Buddha cultivation is in the hearts of the people, and if there is a person among the three words of monks, he is still a person. People have seven emotions and six desires, people have the idea of good and evil, one thought can become benevolent, one thought can become evil, good and evil alternately, and know what can be done or not, it is a normal person. ”

After a pause, Yuan Jue seemed to have a deep meaning and said: "The old monk is a monk, that is, a person who cultivates Buddhism, and the root of it is still a person. ”

Li Xiaoyi nodded, shook his head again, as if he disagreed, and just wanted to refute, but heard a strange noise outside the house.

It was the sound of a military trumpet, and then the sound of neat steps, intertwined, and the ground seemed to tremble, shocked by the majesty, and afraid of the cold and murderous aura of its face.

"Army?" Li Xiaoyi was a little surprised, and just wanted to climb the door and window, but was stopped by Yuan Jue: "Yin soldier ghost, don't look at it!"

There are many rumors about Yin Bing's borrowing of the Tao, but there are many twists and turns, Li Xiaoyi originally believed it, but since he cultivated the Tao, he didn't believe it.

Take out the Sifang Treasure Mirror from your arms, and connect your thoughts to it, and the mirror surface changes, such as water mist transpiring.

After that, Li Xiaoyi clearly saw that on the streets on both sides, there was a group of soldiers, with neat steps, carrying a bull's horn at the head, and blowing a burst from time to time, and the sound of the pace, neatly aligned, steady but not chaotic, and very orderly.

But it was such an army phalanx, the armor of the soldiers, rusty, its face was blue, and clusters of green phosphorescent ghost fires floated out from time to time, on the misty official road, it seemed to be real and illusory, like a dream.

"Is it really a Yin soldier?" Li Xiaoyi was a little incredulous, since the Yin soldier is there, then the underworld is also real?

"If you believe it, you will have it, and if you don't believe it, you will not have it!"

Li Xiaoyi heard it but wanted to scold her mother, thinking, I have seen it all, how can I not believe it?

And after taking a few more looks, Li Xiaoyi suddenly felt a ruthlessness in his heart!

There are some things that you have to confirm, if there is really a hell of an underworld, then what do you do......

When the window was opened, the Yin soldiers had already walked over, and after that, there were still pedestrians all the way, about seven or eight.

Li Xiaoyi's face was shocked, and after a closer look, these people were still angry, their eyes were dull, their bodies were stiff, and they were actually alive!

Is there really a ghost seeking a soul? Li Xiaoyi hesitated, and finally made up his mind to take a look.

With the square treasure mirror, he covered his own human breath, shook the thick soil flag in his hand from the flag, and flew out like a gliding bat.

"Amitabha!" Yuan Jue did not move, and just recited a Buddha name in a low voice.

And Li Xiaoyi, who was following all the way, cautiously followed behind the Yin soldiers, and gradually regained his composure from the initial confusion.

Until the outskirts of Linjia Town, which was thick in the fog, the Yin soldiers marched to a deserted grave and mound, and they actually penetrated through the soil without the slightest hindrance.

As for the sluggish people, they fell down one after another like soulless dolls.

Li Xiaoyi, who was in the dark, frowned, and just wanted to go over to investigate, when he suddenly heard a burst of drums ringing in unison, looking for the sound, he saw a fiery red sedan chair, carried by four stout people, shoulder to shoulder, and there were musicians playing music in front of him, and they walked over one by one.

It's really an evil man, Li Xiaoyi hurriedly hid his body again, looking at the fiery red sedan chair walking in the wilderness, while feeling suspicious, the big sedan chair suddenly stopped, and near the big tomb, the sedan chair fell, and a woman wearing a red phoenix robe walked down gracefully.

The woman held the red hijab in both hands, looked at the soulless corpse on the ground, and laughed.

Under the moonlight, this voice can't help but make people chill.

The slender white fingers pointed at the corpse on the ground, as if it was being pulled by an invisible pull, and the corpse flew close to the woman.

I saw the nails on the slender fingers, and with a slight wave, a blood-colored scratch appeared faintly on the neck of the nameless corpse.

Taking a light breath, the blood was like a thin stream, and it was inhaled into the mouth by the woman.

Although Li Xiaoyi's cultivation is not short, and the fierce ghosts and fierce spirits don't know how much they have devoured, such a scene is still the only one in his life.

In this way, the corpses on the ground, one after another, were sucked dry of the woman's blood, and then she walked to the side unhurriedly, and put down the red hijab that only showed half of her face.

"Hmm", those who carried the sedan chair hurriedly stepped forward, like a hungry tiger pounced on food, and poured onto the pile of corpses.

Suddenly, the flesh and blood flew up, and on the silent barren ridge, there was only a sound of gnawing.

Li Xiaoyi swallowed his saliva, and suddenly an indescribable feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

If it was in the past, such a scene, Li Xiaoyi would not hesitate to turn around and run away no matter how bold he was, but now, he is interested in it.

Subduing demons and eliminating demons, Li Xiaoyi doesn't have this awareness, what he cares about now is, what is buried in the largest tomb, and what is the relationship between these monsters and those Yin soldiers?

Li Xiaoyi was full of confusion in his heart, but it was over there, and the fiery red sedan chair reappeared on the road, and gradually disappeared into the night in the sound of drums.

Li Xiaoyi hid for a while, until the sky turned white, and then he dared to touch it slowly.

The grave is very large, much bigger than looking at it from a distance, there is no monument and no plaque, it is impossible to tell who is buried here, and I don't know what time period it was buried.

The dirt on the ground was still heavily bloodstained, but there was not a single corpse, not even a piece of minced meat.

Li Xiaoyi pondered for a while, but still gave up the idea of digging a grave and digging a coffin, once there is a guy here who can't deal with himself, how can he fix it?

I can't help but think of the old monk Yuanjue, this bald man's cultivation is unfathomable, if he helps, he will definitely make it, but the old monk doesn't seem to have any intention of helping.

Don't they all say that Buddhism has the responsibility of walking the world and doing the way for heaven? But the old monk doesn't seem to have the consciousness in this regard.

Li Xiaoyi lowered the hat, looked at the huge grave in front of him, and turned to leave, it seemed that he had to start with the villagers.

When I returned to the middle-aged man's house, it was already dawn, and I went in through the window, and the old monk was still reciting the scriptures, and he didn't look up at Li Xiaoyi, which made Li Xiaoyi open his mouth, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, so he could only close his mouth and sit cross-legged to refine his qi.

And on this day, the Shushan Sword Sect, which is thousands of miles away from Linjia Town, headed by Wushi Zhenren, is pouring out of the nest, and the mighty team is like the glow of the sky, swaying in the sky.

The monks in the cultivation world who heard the news were all shocked, known as the head of the Dao Sect with the strongest attack power in the entire cultivation world, such a big movement, in the past hundred years, there has never been such a big movement.

No one knows, rumors are flying all over the sky, and those sects that have offended the Shushan Sword Sect are even more closed, as if they are facing a great enemy!

It was also on this day that the entire peak of the White Bone Mountain suddenly began to collapse, and the mighty rocks rolled down, resounding from heaven and earth.

A huge pillar of black smoke, from the bottom of the mountain stream, suddenly rushed up to the sky, and when it reached a certain height, it was like a downpour, and began to vent down.

With the White Bone Mountain as the center, a radius of nearly 100 miles, it was shrouded in this black smoke, covering the sky and the sun, not to mention, the momentum was amazing, the thunder was rolling, and the bursts were endless.

The monks in the vicinity were all shocked when they saw such a scene.

So the rumors arose, what kind of spiritual treasure was born and so on, but some people did believe it, because of the actions of the Shushan Sword Sect, more and more monks and sects began to gather here, including the Six Great Dao Sect and the Golden Wheel Law Temple!

Just when the entire cultivation world was boiling over this matter, there was one sect that had not moved from beginning to end, and that was Kunlun.

Kunlun's position in the Xiuzhen world is very embarrassing now, and anyone with a discerning eye knows that Kunlun, whose resources are depleted and talents are withering, can no longer be the same as before.

There have even begun to be rumors that as long as Xuanyun is a real person, Kunlun's current status will inevitably be replaced by other sects.

Therefore, Kunlun's inaction at this time is regarded by many people as a sign of inability to return to heaven, and no one cares about its silence anymore.

But on the Lianxia Peak in Kunlun, at this moment, there are a large number of real elders, and Xuanyun Zhenren, who is known as the mainstay of the faction, is sitting on the top seat at this moment, looking at the people below: "The matter of the White Bone Mountain, you must all know about it." ”

"Most people in the world think that it is a treasure land, and they rush forward with the seedlings, but they don't know it, but they are the pawns of the Shushan Sword Sect, and they can only understand when the soul returns to the west. ”

"Senior Sister Dao Ping'er doesn't completely make sense of what she said, the world can make the Shu Mountain Sword Sect pour out, presumably there must be a treasure in that White Bone Mountain, otherwise, it won't be like this!"

"Why does Senior Brother also want to try his chances?" said the first Dao Lin of Fenglan Peak with some teasingness!

"Forget it, how can I have that chance!"

Everyone laughed.

"By the way, Master Zun, has the person who is looking for Li Xiaoyi already sent out?" asked the first Dao Jun of Cuiwei Peak suddenly.

"Murong is gone!" Xuan Yun said lightly.

When everyone heard this, their faces were different, and they looked at each other, but they didn't say anything. And the woman they said was on her way to Linjia Town at this time.