Author: Jiu Tai Jun

Li Chenzhou keenly noticed that the atmosphere was not right around him. He turned his head and saw that someone's face was dark, as if it was about to thunder and rain. Li Chenzhou narrowed his eyes, smiled sly, and reached out to poke the gloomy handsome face.

"Brother, your face is as dark as a carbon tumbler. What's wrong? Is it smelling?"

Li Chenyuan calmed down his breath and his face gradually improved. Looking back at the teasing on her face, he hugged her in his arms, "You still know that your husband tastes delicious."

"Then how can I not know? My husband is a jealous jar." Li Chenzhou said and couldn't help laughing loudly, "Brother, you have been like this since you were a child. I like this one. No one else cares about you."

Li Chenyuan's face was slightly hot and his ears were a little hot, but the wheat-colored skin color was not visible; however, he felt happy in his heart. Look, my wife liked me, and the taste of food had already been thrown away.

"My wife, stay away from your seniors and brothers in the future; each one is powerful, don't hurt you."

Li Chenzhou was amused, "That's not OK. It's wrong for the brothers of the same school to be alienated; we have been in friendship for hundreds or thousands of years. Although I'm not here for many years, they have never forgotten that I am not. Moreover, brother, they have absolutely no other thoughts about me, just treat me as a sister; otherwise, I would have had a Taoist couple long ago, and I can still wait until now!"

"We should be very cautious when looking for a Taoist couple in the immortal world. People's hearts are complicated, and they will not communicate much if they are not aware of the roots. We are a fellow disciple who has been together for countless years, and everyone gets along with each other's love, but there is no love between men and women."

"Then why are we not brothers and sisters? We are just a relationship between men and women." Li Chenyuan said with confidence. That's what he thought. Look, the brothers and sisters grew up together. When they were young, he liked her and booked people early in the morning.

Li Chenzhou fell in his arms and touched the soft flesh on his waist and twisted it, "It makes you think a lot. We brothers really have no relationship between men and women. If we have relationship between men and women, we may be beaten out by a fight every now and then. When you return to the sect, you will understand that my brothers and brothers are all cultivators and are quite enthusiastic about fighting. If you have relationship between men and women, I would like to thank you for your relationship between men and women."

Cultivation is their life, and cultivation is their life companion.

After Li Chenyuan received the accurate letter, he still asked her not to get too close to her brothers, otherwise she would have to be jealous.

Li Chenzhou responded angrily and amusedly. The two of them released their spiritual sense together to check the cleaning operation in the base, which shocked them; ghost cultivators at the entrance of the underworld kept coming, with low-level and high-level people, pouring into various bases densely.

Once these ghost cultivators enter the garrison, they will be killed or captured alive by the monks.

"My wife, there is nothing in the underworld that will only be opened once every five hundred years? It is open on weekdays, so that ghost cultivators can enter the immortal world; it is also OK to let monks kill them. Is it a unique rule in the underworld that will be opened once every five hundred years or is there any other reason?" Li Chenyuan frowned as he saw countless ghost cultivators pouring in.

If it were evenly distributed on weekdays, there would probably be not so many ghost cultivators coming out now, and they would not be as numb as people's scalp.

"I heard from the elders of the master sect mention this once. The underworld is a gathering place for ghost cultivators. The most important thing we need in the immortal world is the dead. The number of deaths every year is immeasurable. It is impossible for the underworld to release these ghost cultivators because the rules of heaven and earth and the way of heaven will not allow it. The immortal cultivators are not all cultivators, and there are also mortals. Moreover, mortals are not proportional to cultivators, and there are more mortals than cultivators. If these ghost cultivators wantonly, how can mortals deal with it? The immortal cultivator is probably going to be disrupted."

"The underworld is a small world created for them, suitable for them to live in; but in the same way, the number of ghost cultivators has increased sharply, and there are also people in the underworld when there is a tight population. Therefore, the ghosts and gods in the underworld and several sects in our immortal cultivation world have set a rule that those who perform poorly and have misconduct within five hundred years will be expelled from the underworld on the day of relaxation once every five hundred years, and several of our sects will be responsible for cleaning up. After cleaning up, these ghost cultivators will be our spoils. The things they carry are also owned by our immortal cultivation world. The underworld can reduce their eyes and give us monks more resources."

Li Chenyuan was silent for a while and said curiously: "The ghosts, gods and people in the underworld are very good?"

"I don't know this, but it shouldn't be much better. Who is a good person who can become a powerful monk?" Li Chenzhou didn't understand very well, "I also have some things that I can't understand. Logically speaking, ghost cultivators are also a tonic for their underworld. How can ghosts and gods in the underworld drive ghost cultivators out of the underworld? We don't know the articles in this, and we can't enter the underworld."

If I can enter the underworld, I want to investigate.

"Have you never said the powerful people of Tianji Sect?"

"No, I just simply mentioned the agreement between the ancestors of various major sects and ghosts."

Li Chenyuan nodded suddenly, "So, I'm afraid the underworld can't absorb it."

"It's possible, but the possibility is slim." Who would dislike his wealth? There is also competition among ghost cultivators. The lost ghost cultivators are nourishing products. After devouring them, they can still obtain the other party's cultivation.

"Then don't think about it. We will know this when we should know it." Li Chenyuan put aside this question and his spiritual sense always paid attention to the disciples in the resident.

Li Chenzhou nodded and said, "Brother, why don't you go out and kill some high-level ghost cultivators to earn some merits; if these ghost cultivators in the underworld are all evil debts after they are out, the monks will get a small amount of merits by killing and capturing them alive. You have just come to this world. Although the way of heaven does not reject you, you are still a black person; if you have merits to protect yourself, it is equivalent to having an identity certificate."

"Can the ghost-killing cultivator still gain merit?"

"Yes! Don't you know?"

Li Chenyuan shook his head, "I have never seen the thing about merit."

"Actually, you have already gained some merits. In your soul, you can feel it carefully." Li Chenyuan was a hero who protected the country in his original world. He had some merits to gain when fighting, taking missions, and even being in a high position.

Li Chenyuan looked inside the soul, and did not notice it at a rough look. When he felt it carefully, he felt something warm inside the soul.

"Zhouzhou, I can't see the merits of the soul, I just feel that the soul is shrouded in a warm feeling."

"That's it." Li Chenzhou smiled and shook his body, "You have never practiced the martial arts of our Tianji Sect, so naturally you can't see any illusory things like merit."
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