Before I knew it, there were already a lot of people around, most of them women dressed in black, and they heard the sound of the fight and came looking for them. Ji Ping looked at so many black-clothed women around him, thinking that this was the end, even if he didn't die, he wouldn't be able to wash it by jumping into the Yellow River

Ji Ping stood up, patted the dust on his body, and turned around, only to see that there was a woman in black standing next to the woman in black who was chasing him just now, but this woman in black had a black veil on her face, and she couldn't see her appearance, and she couldn't know her age.

Ji Ping clenched his hands into fists, bent his waist slightly forward, and said, "Thank you seniors for saving your life, dare to ask your seniors what to call them"

"The lewd thief also deserves to know my master's name" The woman in black who chased and killed Ji Ping just now glared at this Ji Pingdao, but as soon as this sentence was spoken, she found that she seemed to have said something wrong, and she just wanted to explain, but when she saw that the people around her seemed to understand something, she looked like she understood it, so she lowered her head helplessly. Ji Ping also looked helpless, he could have lied and prevaricated this matter, but now it seems that it is too late.

Ji Ping saw that the woman in black didn't respond, so he said, "Junior Ji Ping, the fourth disciple of Sword Casting Peak, meet the seniors"

The woman in black snorted and said mockingly, "Aren't the disciples of Sword Casting Peak all sword casting only able to forge swords,"

Ji Ping nodded, speechless, and the woman in black continued to sarcastically say, "Hmph, I didn't expect that the dead old man's disciple would have a future, and he would become a thief without forging a sword."

As soon as she finished speaking, the surrounding women burst into laughter, and the woman in black who chased and killed Ji Ping just now was like a defeated rooster, no longer having the arrogance just now, but her head was lower.

Ji Ping was just about to explain, but the masked woman in black interrupted him and said sharply, "You don't need to explain, we are not ordinary women, and cultivators will not restrain these small sections." As for what you should do," the masked woman thought about it and said, "You go to the altar first to confess to the ghost spirit for three days, and after three days, inform your master to come and lead the people, if you don't come, you will cut off your hands and feet and throw them into the mountains to feed the beasts."

Ji Ping didn't dare to slack off when he received the punishment, and then left and walked in the direction of the altar. The noisy and laughing chatter behind him made him ashamed, and he couldn't wait to find a gap in the ground to get into. Fortunately, it was at night, and not many people knew about it, but when I thought about it, maybe everyone would know about it tomorrow. It's really famous, who doesn't know

The altar here is much larger and more magnificent than the altar in the snowy mountain, but Ji Ping always feels that the altar here seems to be missing something. Four huge beasts squatted around the altar, and the center of the altar was densely carved with lines, but on closer inspection, those lines were not coherent, but a part was missing in the middle. Ji Ping suddenly figured out the key to his doubts just now, it turned out that the part that was missing on the altar was the power of the entire altar. So it's just an altar that can't be driven.

The cave where the altar goes into is the Netherworld, the temple is hollowed out of the mountain and built, the entrance is very small and tight enough for one person to pass through, and there is a ventilation hole above, so it is the temple and the last place to hold. The temple is dedicated to the ghost of the underworld. Legend has it that the Ghost King is a god who controls the soul. All those who are at fault must sincerely want to repent of the netherworld, otherwise they will be stripped of their souls after death and will fall into hell forever without reincarnation. The penitent is in the temple for as little as three or five days or as many as decades. What's more, they will never leave the Netherworld Temple.

The temple is large enough to accommodate hundreds of people, and there is a huge stone statue on the side of the mountain in the middle, with four arms, holding strange weapons, looking angrily ahead, and there are four smaller statues on each side, or long tongues, or huge ears, or heartless, or headless. It's really scary.

Ji Ping came to the main hall and found a remote corner to sit down. At this time, it was late at night, and there were few people in the temple before, but now there was only Ji Ping alone. Moonlight shines through the small holes in the ceiling into the temple and falls onto the ground. Ji Ping took out the Soul Determination Scroll by the moonlight and looked at it carefully, during which there were many realizations in the jerky, but when Ji Ping took the scroll, he found that there were a few lines of small words on the ground where the moonlight shined, and if there was no moonlight here, it would be difficult to find it in the dark temple. Ji Ping brushed off the dust on the ground, looked carefully, and saw that it was written, the rest of my life is here, my life is over, I know the destiny of heaven. At the end of the battle of the soul, I proudly preserved the remnant body, according to which the sect was called ten thousand souls. There are three major regrets in my life, one of which is lost, and there is no reason to recover it, and it must never be forgotten. Second, the Soul Sect is scattered, and there are many people who cannot be found. At the beginning of the three battles, ten thousand souls were detained in the soul stone, and there was no hope of reincarnation. I will die here in repentance. There's a little poem at the back,

It is difficult to part, and it is difficult to get together

Even though a thousand lines of tears have been left

I don't know where the moon shines, and I can't send lovesickness.

- Looking at the smoke and clouds

After Ji Ping finished reading it, he felt a little sad.