Yaksha slowly crouched up, this feeling of sitting in the well and watching the sky made him almost lose all confidence, and the punch behind him made his heart tremble, and his whole body was in a state of numbness and uncontrollable. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but compared to Yaksha's relatively strong body, the psychological trauma is the most uncomfortable and irreparable for him.

From flying to shooting down in just an instant, the most proud thing was destroyed in one fell swoop, and Ao Ming also fell beside him like a shadow, just waiting for him to be killed in one shot. This guy can be regarded as a lot of evil, and he is innocent of death, and the last time he let him grow wings and escape, this time he will not be given this chance again.

How do you know that he was fighting with the evil ghosts, and Shen Yi, who was killing the red eye, was stunned when he saw this, and shouted: "Childe, let me avenge the people in the villa with my own hands!"

At this time, seeing her hair flying wildly, her blood-stained dress, like a female devil, where is there still the slightest hint of a well-informed young lady? With that, she stabbed at Yaksha with her sword, and even ignored the powerful ghosts attacking her from behind.

At that moment, the father's majestic and loving words, the old housekeeper's doting accommodation, the whispers of his best friend's maid, and the laughter of the whole village almost all came to Shen Yi's mind. But from birth to the current mountain villa, it was destroyed by this group of demons, and even the bones were ruined and eaten.

At this time, Shen Yi had nothing left but monstrous hatred, and shouted loudly: "Devil, accept your life!"

This sword is pointed directly at the center of Yaksha's eyebrows, and the speed is also extremely fast, if there is a martial arts in this world, it is at least a realm that can only be achieved by first-class masters. It's a pity that none of the people Shen Yi saw in front of her were people, her sword was okay against ordinary ghosts, but in the eyes of Yaksha, it was no different from a playhouse.

Shen Yi's shouts and attacks helped him break through the demon panic just now, if he hadn't lost his mind before, he wouldn't have given up the chance to survive. Yaksha caught a glimpse of Ao Ming's posture as if he let Shen Yi do what he did, and he was secretly happy in his heart, it seemed that the opportunity had come!

There is no chance to deal with Ao Ming, but a weak woman, hum! As long as she escapes from the current calamity, it is a big deal to avoid Ao Ming in the future, and he has figured it out now. If you meet a few powerful characters, don't you still have brains? Why bother to fight to the death, and the fish will die and the net will be broken, you can use some clever tricks to drive away the tiger and devour the wolf!

Yaksha raised the short knife in his hand to hold the Qinglong Sword, but his mouth was bewitching: "Miss Shen, don't you want to see your father again?"

Shen Yi was really moved when she heard this, and couldn't help crying: "Father, isn't my father dead?" No matter how hard the sword was cut, she didn't mention half a word about her father since she entered Zhuangzi, but she didn't dare to mention it or had that glimmer of hope in her heart.

Ao Ming heard the rumors on the side, but he was going to suffer secretly, and Yaksha was not a powerful character who was demagoguery, but Shen Yi was lost at this time and missed his relatives too much. Eyes were confused and walked towards Yaksha, and the green dragon sword in his hand also fell to the ground with a clang, so it was clear that he was the daughter who wanted to seek her father's arms.

This Yaksha lived in Huoyu Villa for a long time when he was a scholar, and he understood Shen Qingsong's words and deeds very well, and he didn't show too many flaws for a while. Shen Yi fell into the Tao unconsciously and fell into his hands.

Yaksha stood up and took Shen Yi in his hand, put one hand on her slender and white neck, and said with a smile: "Your speed is very fast, but can you be faster than my hand?

At this time, Shen Yi came to his senses, and did not care about his own safety, but faced the Yaksha who was close at hand and asked, "Where is my father?"

With a hostage in hand, Yaksha was no longer afraid, and said, "Right here, you still have a chance to see him one last time!"

Following Yaksha's gaze, it was a coffin half-buried by the collapsed Hidden Pavilion, so Shen Qingsong still couldn't escape the poisonous hands of these powerful ghosts. However, it is a great luck that the corpse can be preserved, of course, this is also thanks to Shen Yi, after all, she may be the woman who will become the wife of the city lord of the ghost city in the future, and no matter how big Yaksha's heart is, she will not dare to let the evil ghosts eat her father.

Shen Yi struggled suddenly, but she was stubborn and didn't say half a word of request to Yaksha. Ao Ming understood her thoughts, and took a few steps forward to lift the coffin. I saw that it was Shen Qingsong lying in the coffin, and there was only a blood mark on his throat all over his body, and it seemed that he had died in the hands of Yaksha, and there was no doubt that he had died with this short knife.

Seeing her father's corpse, Shen Yi finally cried, and her struggling and writhing body softened. Her home was completely destroyed, the last glimmer of hope in her heart was completely shattered, and no miracle happened. Except for her, none of the three hundred and twelve people in the Fire Rain Villa survived.

"What about Lord Shen's soul?" Ao Ming asked, for Shen Yi's current situation, even if he could see Shen Qingsong's soul, it would be much better.

Yaksha suddenly sighed a little: "It's better to let him go back to Hades and reincarnate than these ghosts!"

The way of reincarnation and the way of immortality cannot be obtained one or the other, that is to say, once you enter the immortal cultivation method, there will be no day to enter the reincarnation of the underworld.

Thinking that these cultivators, no matter whether they are demons or monsters, their souls have long been out of the control of the six realms of reincarnation, and they are not contained by the six realms of reincarnation. In particular, if these evil ghosts and powerful ghosts are just a false soul, they will be judged according to the guidance of the City God's Division, and those who are serving their sentences will serve their sentences and those who will be reincarnated. Once you absorb the yin qi, you will turn into a powerful ghost, and being a ghost is also a way of immortality, but it is impossible to survive the three calamities that occur once in five hundred years.

Not to mention whether it can last for five hundred years, as long as it is killed and destroyed before this, there is only one result. Speaking of demon cultivation, it is much better, whether it is the Daomen Yuan Shen or the Buddhist relics, it is equivalent to one more way to continue life. As long as the primordial spirit still exists and the relics are still there, they will not be wiped out, and there will be a comeback. Of course, the primordial gods can be rebuilt by seizing the relics, and the relics are not far behind, but it is absolutely impossible to be reincarnated through the six realms of reincarnation.

Therefore, the reincarnation and recultivation of Emperor Donghua is deceitful, but he is just using the Yuan Shen to wait for an opportunity to find a qualified baby to be reborn, because if he can't cultivate the Yuan Shen in this life, he will be wiped out. And the method of rebirth of the relics of Buddhism is even more touching, that Chen Tangguan Li Jing and his wife were pregnant for three years before giving birth to a ball of meat, which is said to be the reincarnation of the spirit bead.

Storing the relics in the body of a suitable woman for so long before they can be born, it can be said that the relics of Buddhism are much more difficult than those of the Yuan Shen of Taoism, the conditions are much harsher, and the estimated success rate is much smaller (for this reason, later methods were also developed). Therefore, whether it is a practitioner of Buddhism or Taoism, as long as he embarks on the path of immortality, there is no turning back.

For these people, at least they must cultivate the relics of the original gods, otherwise they will only paint the ashes of the cake, and then there will be endless dodging of the three calamities and avoiding the calamities, if they can't get through it, they will still turn into ashes. In this way, what else is there to say about the importance of the heavenly court?

On the other hand, the path of reincarnation is not an alternative way of immortality, although each life is a new beginning, but it can continue forever. And the so-called path of immortality has caused countless cultivators to live only a few decades or hundreds of years before they die completely.

Perhaps this is the essence of the mutualization of yin and yang, life and death, immortality and reincarnation, the two sides of the seemingly contradictory end up on the opposite side.

Ao Ming is not a ghost, and he doesn't know their troubles of being a ghost, for him, the soul of the next generation, any reincarnation and immortality are all virtual in his eyes. All I want is to be happy enough when I am alive, and it is enough to live my life wonderfully enough, what else to talk about in this life and the next life?

Ignoring his inexplicable emotion, Ao Ming said: "Put Miss Shen down, I will keep you alive and leave!" This yaksha must be killed by Shen Yi himself, if he encounters this situation, only the revenge of his own hands can eliminate the anger in his chest, otherwise it will be a matter of time before the demon barrier arises. Since Shen Yi didn't have the ability to kill him at this time, Ao Ming didn't mind letting him live at this time.

Yaksha sneered: "Let go of Miss Shen, you can let me live, but our city lord is afraid that he will not take a break!"

As soon as Ao Ming stretched out his hand, the Qinglong Sword Feiteng was in his hand, and said lightly: "It's your business how to figure out a way, and I will only do what I have to do!"

Yaksha's face turned blue and black for a while, it was absolutely impossible to escape from Ao Ming's hands, and the city lord Han Sui could also use rhetoric to shirk responsibility. Thinking like this, he naturally had a plan, and said, "I hope you don't break your word and get fat!" While speaking, he threw Shen Yi into the distant sky, so that he could buy himself more time to escape.

Ao Ming didn't plan to kill him, and naturally he didn't bother to look at his posture as a lost dog, the ghost city was going to after all, where could he go?

Fei hugged Shen Yi in his arms, looking at her wooden face was really distressing, and there were silent tears on her cheeks, but she was silent and silent. Ao Ming didn't know how to comfort him for a while, after all, the pain of losing his family can't be eliminated with words, and if he were to himself, he would be a madman now.

Ao Ming gently patted her on the back and said, "Cry out, after a while, we will go to the ghost city to avenge your father!"

At this time, Shen Yi finally couldn't help but lie in Ao Ming's arms and cry, which made him feel relieved in his heart, not to mention suffocating his body. If he really held back a female devil who only had hatred in his heart, he really didn't know what to do.

And the few remaining imps are poured blood mold, and they were eating meat and drinking blood with their own Yaksha generals, who knew that there was a killing god. Now that the general is running away, it's a pity that these people who are small soldiers are suffering, and they are all panicked and hugging their heads, and how can Ao Ming give them another chance to do evil?

Even if he is holding Shen Yi in his arms, the sword light is shining, like a flying phoenix piercing flowers, killing these shrimp soldiers and crabs will not be able to capture them!

Night falls, and the moon rises in the east mountains. It was supposed to be the activity time of the ghosts, but unfortunately there was no ghost in the Fire Rain Villa.

Under the cold moonlight, Shen Yi curled up and watched Ao Ming bury these indistinguishable and indistinguishable bones, in front of her father's tomb, she couldn't help but cry silently again.