After the Ghost King ordered the evil spirits to stop attacking, a hoarse voice came out of his abdomen: "Stinky Daoist, you prevented me from taking revenge during the day, and now you regret it, right?"

Zhang Muxian shook his head, "Remorse? I follow the way of heaven, execute on behalf of heaven, and send you and other evil ghosts into reincarnation, how can I regret it?"

The ghost king roared angrily in his abdomen: "Stinky Taoist, you don't know the grievances between me and King An Le, and blindly take action to prevent me from taking revenge, regardless of right and wrong, black and white, is it also the way of obeying the heavens?"

Zhang Muxian was shocked when he heard this, and said secretly: "These evil ghosts hinder King Anle from becoming a god without the Heavenly Soldiers and the Nether Realm to stop them, it can be seen that there must be cause and effect in them, and I am indeed a little reckless in making a move." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" He thought so in his heart, but he did not show weakness in his mouth: "People die in the reincarnation of the underworld, and the causal ties are left to be resolved in the next life. ”

The ghost king's dark body changed for a while, sometimes like a Shura, sometimes like a yaksha, sometimes like a fierce beast, all of them were vicious, and a hoarse roar came out of his belly, "I don't accept it, I want him to pay the debt in this life, and never leave it in the next life." ”

Zhang Muxian saw that the ghost king was out of control, and he was a little happy in his heart, and those who had mood swings must be temperamental, which was much easier to deal with than cold-blooded and ruthless or bloodthirsty and cruel.

"Have you considered for the thousands of brothers under your command, they are not sane, if they stay in the world for a long time and absorb all kinds of grievances in the world, sooner or later they will become ghosts who only know how to harm people, and they will never be reborn. Zhang Muxian said.

The figure of the ghost king fluctuated again, and Zhang Muxian took the opportunity to persuade: "I can see that these evil ghosts respect you very much, they should all be your subordinates when they were alive, and after death, a wisp of obsession will not disappear, willing to obey your dispatch, willing to die for you, can you bear to have such a miserable end for them?"

When the ghost king heard Zhang Muxian's words, he suddenly squatted on the ground and cried bitterly, "They are all my brothers and my siblings." They died unjustly, but I can't avenge them, I am ashamed to help!"

Zhang Muxian was overjoyed in his heart, and was about to persuade this ghost king to leave with his clever tongue, but the ghost king suddenly stood up, pointed at Zhang Muxian and said viciously: "It's you, if you hadn't made a hindrance from it, I would have let King Anle's soul fly away, and I would kill you!"

Zhang Muxian said calmly: "The divine body of King Anle is the power of the faith of all the people, and it can best restrain the power of yin and evil, even if you can hinder him from becoming a god, he will definitely scatter his soul, is it worth it?"

The Ghost King said categorically: "As long as you can kill King Anle, what's the matter if your soul is scattered!"

Zhang Muxian sighed, speechless.

The ghost king said: "Stinky Taoist, what else do you have to say?"

Zhang Muxian slowly raised the sword in his hand and said calmly: "Let's do it!"

A flash of red light flashed in the Ghost King's eyes, and he suddenly said, "You ruin my chance to kill King An Le, if you want to not die, you can do it, but you need to do something for me!"

Zhang Muxian spread his hands evenly and said with a wry smile: "I haven't even cultivated a ghost immortal, where is King Anle's opponent?"

The red light in the ghost king's eyes changed for a while, giving Zhang Muxian a sense of cunning, "There are countless cultivation methods in the world, but scattered cultivation and wild monsters are all cultivators who do not cultivate their lives, you are well versed in the art of calculation, and you must be born in a famous family, just invite your master and senior brother, and you are afraid that you will not be able to clean up a king of peace?"

Zhang Muxian shook his head, pointed to the south and said, "Do you know the status of the Bodhisattva who became a god of King Anle?"

Seeing that the ghost king shook his head, Zhang Muxian said: "The three Qings, the four emperors, and the five elders of the five directions are the top twelve great supernatural powers in the Three Realms, and the three Qings are the Lord of Taiqing, the Lord of Yuqing, the Yuan Shi Tianzun, and the Lord of Shangqing, Lingbao Tianzun. The four emperors are the Jade Emperor of Haotian, the Emperor of Central Ziwei, the Emperor of Gouchen Shanggong, and the Emperor of Houtu in the Underworld. The five elders of the five directions are the Buddha Lao Rulai in the West, the Buddhist Master Guanyin in the South, the Xuanwu Emperor in the North, the Emperor Donghua in the East, and the Emperor Huangji in the Central Dynasty. ”

"That Bodhisattva is one of the five elders of the five directions, and the poor Taoist sect has some power, but it is too far behind her old man. Although I don't know what cause and effect you had with King Anle that the Bodhisattva didn't make a move when you hindered King Anle's enlightenment, if I had brought someone from the sect to deal with King Anle, that Bodhisattva would have done it. Zhang Muxian half-truthed and half-false, because he was afraid that Guanyin would notice his name, he called him "that Bodhisattva".

Hearing Zhang Muxian say this, the ghost king immediately became depressed, and muttered: "Could it be that my brothers died in vain? Could it be that they all have to be accused of being reincarnated? Is there any justice in the world?" Speaking of this, the resentment on his body was a little stronger, and the fierce light in his eyes couldn't help flashing.

Zhang Muxian was secretly on guard, but the ghost king suddenly floated forward, knelt in front of Zhang Muxian, and begged: "I can see that the Taoist can enhance mana by refining ghosts, if you refine all my five thousand brothers, can you kill King Anle?"

Zhang Muxian shook his head: "It's not a question of whether he can be killed, King Anle is a genuine immortal canonized by the Bodhisattva, and decent people in the world will not make a move on him." Besides, even if I absorb the resentment of these five thousand evil spirits, I will not be the opponent of King Anle. ”

The Ghost King pleaded bitterly, "Dao Master, you know the art of calculation, there must be a way, right?"

Zhang Muxian shook his head, "Unless the throne of King Anle is canceled, then he will no longer be able to justifiably absorb the power of faith before it is possible to deal with him, but this is impossible, even the Jade Emperor Great Tianzun will not fail to give face to that Bodhisattva." ”

The ghost king couldn't help but kowtow, and seemed to think that Zhang Muxian had a way to avenge him, Zhang Muxian shook his head and didn't speak.

If there was any hope of defeating King An Le, he didn't mind taking a shot from the fire, after all, refining these five thousand evil ghosts was enough to cover five years of hard work. Now that King An Le has become a god, Zhang Muxian and the Ghost King are not his opponents, let alone the Bodhisattva behind him.

Seeing that Zhang Muxian refused to let go no matter what he begged for, the ghost king stood up in despair, his feet flew off the ground in the air, and a strange roar came out of his mouth.

Some of the five thousand evil ghosts who had stopped attacking flew into the sky with them, forming huge black snowflakes in the sky, and Zhang Muxian was immediately surrounded by "flying snow".

An oozing voice came from the ghost king's abdomen, "Since I can't help my brothers avenge their grievances, I can only drag you to be buried with you, and let's go to hell together!"

As the voice of the evil ghost drifted away, the evil ghosts flying in the sky and the evil ghosts on the ground formed a huge black snow and rolled towards Zhang Muxian.

Zhang Muxian's eyes narrowed, when he fell into the demon cave for the first time, he had a little dependence on the "master" in his mind, and when he couldn't get a response from the "master" when he asked for help, he immediately lost his fighting spirit and was terrified. Now his mentality has completely changed, although the crisis is no less than last time, his heart is as cold as ice, and he only thinks about relying on his own wisdom and strength to get out of the crisis.