Count all the regrets in life, but death is the most desolate.

The girl's call touched the hearts of those who heard it, and they were full of feelings.

Among the overlapping virtual figures was a burly man who was also trembling, and he was guarded by many figures in tattered armor, who were the soldiers who had died defending the city with him.

"Daddy!"

The little county lord couldn't hold back any longer, crying out loud, and wanted to struggle forward, but fell weakly in front of Yang Jian.

Tears kept falling like broken pearls, crying and mourning, and with endless fear, helplessness, and desolation.

Those figures were nothing more than the manifestation of mortal souls, deprived of their origin by the spirit refining gourd.

At this time, these souls themselves are very 'fragile', and it is not easy to manifest, let alone speak.

Shang Dehou's soul had tears in his eyes, and he finally raised his head and shouted.

I couldn't find immortals, but I died in the hands of 'immortals';

defended the territory and defended the territory, but the city was destroyed overnight.

For the sake of life, if you end up on the battlefield and wrapped in horse leather, it can be regarded as a happy and bloody thing.

Unexpectedly, he died in the hands of the evil devil and crooked path overnight, and he almost didn't even have a chance to be reincarnated!

How should he not resent, how should he not hate!

But as Yang Jian continued to recite the Taoist scriptures that saved people's souls, the hatred in Shang Dehou's heart was constantly washed away.

In the end, the figures in the canyon were gone, leaving thousands of armored souls behind, and these souls were constantly purified of grievances......

However, they still refused to leave, and remained silent, looking into the distance.

"Alas," Fu Dongliu said in a deep voice: "You are all righteous people who are loyal to the monarch and patriotic, but you have been harmed by the demon way outside the party, and you have resentment in your heart. ”

"But that demon road has been stoned to death by this little brother, his soul is scattered, and his revenge has been avenged, so why should you be nostalgic?"

"Today, there is this little brother here, with his own blessings, this is where the opportunity is. On the road of reincarnation, there are ghosts who take care of them, and there are few ghosts on the Wangxiang platform, and they can get a shelter in front of the reincarnation hall, so that they can turn to humanity. ”

"Why can't you stop?

A pulling force came from Jinmen, but it was urging these thousands of soldiers to go on the road.

That Shang Dehou's soul trembled, his legs slowly bent, and finally knelt towards Yang Jian.

Thousands of soldiers were silent, and the same was true.

The little county lord had already fainted from crying, and Yang Jian's scripture of saving people was almost recited ninety-nine times.

The pale golden ghost gate exerted its strength, and thousands of souls were sucked back continuously, but these souls were kowtowing slowly and firmly.

After three kowtows, Shang Dehou and thousands of soldiers got up, no longer had any nostalgia, turned into streamers, and crashed into the pale golden ghost gate.

The ghost gate gradually dissipated, and the cold moonlight spread down, only the girl who had fainted, still whimpering in her sleep.

Yang Jian slowly opened his eyes and sighed softly.

The pale golden ghost gate shattered, and finally condensed into a golden light, which directly pounced on Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's heart moved, knowing that this was the merit he had obtained by transforming these souls, but a kind of ...... could be felt in his heart If you can't explain it, it's just an uncomfortable feeling.

It seems that Xuan Gong is rejecting this golden light.

Extreme rejection!

The golden light was about to burrow into Yang Jian's chest, but Yang Jian suddenly raised his hand, and instead of putting away the golden light, he held it with his hand and directly moved the golden light to the side.

Fu Dongliu saw this scene next to him, and his eyes straightened again.

Merit is such a mysterious thing, this young man can play with it?

Originally, if the great power of the wilderness didn't want merit to enter the body, it would use some spiritual treasures to absorb the power of merit, so as to promote the transformation of spiritual treasures.

And Yang Jian has no long things at this time, and the most precious thing is the array plate for cultivation, although the array plate is complex and solid, it is not a spiritual thing at all.

can be absorbed, but the eight or nine Xuangong is extremely repulsive, and I feel that it is the poison of 'murdering the cultivators of this Xuangong'.

"It's cheap for you," Yang Jian's heart moved, and he casually led the golden light in front of him, and pressed it directly into the eyebrows of the girl lying on the ground.

The Fu Dongliu next to him looked straight in his eyes, sighed secretly in his heart, and there was a little envy and depression in his eyes.

At this time, perhaps it was Nian Fu Dongliu who helped Yang Jian transform these countless souls, and a golden light like a hair came up from the sky and penetrated into Fu Dongliu's eyebrows.

Fu Dongliudao's body trembled, his eyes were full of surprise, and he quickly closed his eyes to heal.

After an instant, Fu Dongliu opened his eyes, and his cultivation had actually made some progress, and a black light burst out from the center of his eyebrows, turning into a wisp of black smoke and dissipating.

"Whew, I've finally figured it out. Fu Dongliu breathed a long sigh of relief, although his arm trembled, he was able to slowly lift it up.

Yang Jian listened to the sound of rumbling horses' hooves, and it seemed that there was a large group of cavalry marching on the mountain road.

He didn't want to do anything more, and said, "Senior, can you move?" Why don't you go to my residence to recuperate first. ”

Fu Dongliu intended to make friends at this time, and he also thought that he had inherited Yang Jian's great favor, so he arched his hand to Yang Jian: "So, thank you Shaoxia." ”

After that, Fu Dongliu's legs trembled a little and stood up, and Yang Jian had already sandwiched the fainted girl under his ribs again.

Fu Dongliu smiled at Yang Jian embarrassedly, Yang Jian knew it in his heart, raised his hand to hold Fu Dongliu's arm, and rushed away with this 'senior master'.

In fact, with such close contact, whether it was Yang Jian or Fu Dongliu, there was a little drumming in their hearts.

The heart of defense is indispensable.

Don't say that you can trust very much with a little kindness, and the rivers and lakes of cultivators are even more dangerous, stupidly trusting others, I am afraid that in the end, I don't even know how to die myself.

Yang Jian is okay, Xuan Gong can warn of the danger in time, and he has taken the pulse of this 'senior' and taken the initiative.

Fu Dongliu is much more worried, he has been wandering for many years, and he has never been so close.

Mo said that he was a strange boy with a 'strange power', such as a beautiful flower and a confidante who had never caught him like this.

This is actually taking risks, but after Fu Dongliu was held up by Yang Jian, he felt a little less apprehensive and a little closer in his heart.

Probably, physical contact or something, the male monk will also have some subtle psychological changes.

Yang Jian's figure jumped several times, jumped into the forest, and disappeared in a few breaths.

Not long after, a group of black-armored cavalry broke into this place, looking at the hundreds of zhang long 'deep valley cliff' that had been cut out by a sword, and the stone mountain standing in it in a 'strange' posture......

The person in charge of commanding and dispatching this group of cavalry was not stupid, and immediately silenced his men and horses and slowly retreated......

In the next few days, a thousand miles of war and chaos broke out.

The border town that was originally guarded by Shangdehou was broken overnight, and the dynasty to which Shangdehou belonged had no time to react, and the enemy army had already broken into the country.

The flames of war burned wantonly, the people were displaced, and every day more than 10,000 people broke out, and a decisive battle involving hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses was brewing.

Iron horses rumbled, and groups of soldiers rushed past the burned border city.

The aura in the area of thousands of miles was also contaminated by the blood qi, becoming a little impure and with a lot of impurities.

In the past few days, there have been two more people in the cave where Yang Jian originally lived.

Fu Dongliu took this place to recuperate, and became more and more familiar with Yang Jian, the two drank twice, and after talking a few times at night, they also broke their hearts with each other's temperament and had a very good relationship.

The two are commensurate with Taoist friends, and often talk about heaven and earth, but they don't care about Taoist practice.

Because although Yang Jian's strength is strong, his cultivation is really a bit low.

How could Fu Dongliu embarrass Yang Jian? He was just talking about many interesting things about his travels.

And these interesting stories have also become a door for Yang Jian to understand the current situation of cultivators in this heaven and earth, and what he listened to was also yearning in his heart.

The little county lord cried for two days and slept for two nights, and the whole person was like a fool, occupying the bed in the cave, and every day was muddy.

Her aura has also dissipated a lot, and there is always a gloom between her eyebrows.

Whenever Yang Jian and Fu Dongliu were drinking and talking at the entrance of the cave, she would listen in a daze, and gradually her eyes became a little more energetic, I don't know what she was thinking.

Yang Jian still boiled his muscles and bones as usual every day, but he didn't take out the array plate or anything stupidly.

Wealth is not exposed, Yang Jian still knows about this kind of thing.

And after Fu Dongliu looked at Yang Jian's cultivation method of walking against the mountain and counterattacking the waterfall, he couldn't close his mouth for a while, and he felt that the craziest thing in the world was nothing more than this.

Don't you refine qi?

Don't you concentrate?

If you don't cultivate Jindan Dao, how can you cross the dust tide?

What is this young man's teacher? What is his footsteps? It is unpredictable and daunting.

Could it be that this young man has eaten some natural treasure by mistake?

If it weren't for the confirmation of Yang Jian's identity as a human race, Fu Dongliu would really think that Yang Jian was a humanoid beast......

However, even if Fu Dongliu was curious to death, he didn't ask, after all, his heels are also considered important personal secrets in the wilderness.

Once the heels and feet are exposed, the exposure of the origin and body is a trivial matter, and if the enemy calculates the natal magic weapon and supernatural powers, it will fall into a passive state.

Yang Jian only mentioned it a few times in the conversation, he had the Master's teachings, and let him practice in the mortal world.

Although he doesn't know the details of Yang Jian, Fu Dongliu believes that he will not be wrong when he sees people, and Fu Dongliu's evaluation of Yang Jian's heart may be summed up in eight characters:

Integrity and surprise.

Therefore, when Fu Dongliu recovered most of his cultivation after a few days of healing and wanted to leave this place, he sent an invitation to Yang Jian.

"Fellow Daoist, you also know that this world is no longer suitable for cultivation. ”

Yang Jian nodded: "Well, the aura here has gradually dissipated. ”

Fu Dongliu said with a smile: "I also mentioned to you before that the last cultivators in this world are all gathered in a secret realm, which was opened up by the ancient powers, and the aura is dozens of times that of this place, and only there, there is a place where monks such as us breathe." ”

Yang Jian had actually learned about that secret realm from Fu Dongliu's mouth a long time ago, and he had also hesitated whether he wanted to enter this place to practice.

He didn't have to worry about the aura......

How could Fu Dongliu not see Yang Jian's hesitation?

Young people, this caution is the rarest.

But Fu Dongliu only said two things, which made Yang Jian dispel his worries and decide to go together.

"In that secret realm, there are hundreds of cultivators, and because the aura of this heaven and earth has dissipated, there are more than ten ancestors who have entered the Tao from martial arts, which is very extraordinary. ”

From the martial arts!

Yang Jian moved instantly!

Fu Dong showed an indifferent smile, but he seemed to have a bamboo in his chest, and continued: "There is a very common thing in the secret realm called Tianxin Stone, which is probably a treasure of our heaven and earth specialty where the aura has dissipated. ”

"Although the Tianxin Stone has no effect, but the size of a palm weighs thousands of catties, you don't have to carry the mountain back and forth every day, indecent, really indecent. ”

Yang Jian was also not polite, got up and grabbed Fu Dongliu's arm, "Tired Daoist took me forward." ”

"Hahaha, it's easy to say, it's easy to say!" Fu Dongliu raised his head and laughed, and raised his eyebrows at Yang Jian.

Then, the two looked at the cave at the same time, Yang Jian looked at Fu Dongliu, and Fu Dongliu also wanted to repay the favor owed to Yang Jian.

"I have a few junior sisters who have been noisily muttering about accepting apprentices, this little girl has very good qualifications, and they must be very happy. ”

Yang Jian sighed lightly and didn't say much, just turned around and walked into the cave.

And the little county lord didn't show any joy when he heard the words of the two, but he just sat there blankly, and the emptiness on his little face made people's hearts sour.

I don't know what Yang Jian said, she nodded and agreed to go back with Fu Dongliu to apprentice.

In a few moments, a purple light crossed the sky and flew towards the sunset on the horizon.

The things of the world meet by fate, but they really can't explain the way;

It's a pity that Shang Dehou spent half his life looking for immortals, living in desolation, and finally died without a reason, but his youngest daughter was desperate to survive, but she directly worshiped one of the top immortal cultivation holy places in this world.

The number of lives is the most difficult to act.