Sikong Lan was overjoyed. She took the dagger with her jade hand and put it against her chest. She closed her eyes and excitedly sensed the warm messages on the dagger.
"It's the Clear Sky Dagger... It's the Clear Sky Dagger! You are Tianjiu, the Clear Sky Dagger that Tianjiu gave to Lan'er!" Sikong Lan opened her eyes, stared at Tianjiu, and finally showed a long-lost smile, and she couldn't help but look to the sky.
Jiu Shen took a step forward, as if she wanted to squeeze into his arms.
"Lan'er, it was Tianjiu who was sorry for you and made you almost lose your soul. Tianjiu swears that in this life, no matter what, no matter whether he goes to heaven or to earth, he will reshape your body and retrieve your memories." Tianjiu swears.
He said solemnly, taking a step closer again and hugging her to his chest.
Under the bodhi tree, Blue Phoenix sat cross-legged, eyes closed, and in the depths of his eyes, a black cloud of flying clouds quietly passed through.
"Sir, why don't you let your wife go to meditate under the bodhi tree? This will help solidify her soul." Lan Fenghuang said very obediently.
"Well, yes, Lan'er, this is a bodhi tree. Under the bodhi tree, it will definitely strengthen your soul. Come with me."
"Bodhi tree? But Lan'er is always a little scared when she sees that frog beast..." Sikong Lan said, pointing to the four-eyed frog on the bodhi leaf.
"Uh? You mean the four-eyed frog? Haha, don't be afraid of him, he is my little brother." Tianjiu said as he carried Sikong Lan under the tree. It is better to say that he is holding Sikong Lan under the tree.
"Lan Fenghuang, Mrs. Lan will be protected by you from now on. If there are any mistakes, I will ask you. You'd better meditate three feet away. This Bodhi tree has just transplanted many branches, and its vitality has been greatly damaged.
, when the little tree over there is alive in the future, you can find a place to **. The three feet under this tree is my wife's territory, do you hear me?" Tianjiu shouted coldly.
"But..." Lan Fenghuang's face changed slightly, trying to tell the difference.
"No buts, this is an order!" Tianjiu said firmly, not giving Lan Fenghuang a chance to speak.
Blue Phoenix's expression changed several times, and he retreated angrily five feet away. He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes without saying a word.
"Four-eyed frog, from now on, except for me, the boss, if anyone comes within three feet of the tree, he will be swallowed! Do you understand?" Tianjiu pointed at the four-eyed frog with a split-mouth smile on the top of the tree and hummed.
The four-eyed frog rolled its eyes, nodded slightly, and then rolled around on the Bodhi leaf out of boredom.
Tianjiu hugged Sikong Lan again and said with a smile: "Lan'er, don't be afraid. This place is very safe. It is my unique space. No one can enter without my permission."
"But in this case, wouldn't Lan'er be locked up in such a closed space? If Lan'er wants to retrieve her memory, how can she be enlightened if she doesn't see more things?" Sikong Lan shook his head slightly.
"This is not a problem, Lan'er. From now on, I will enable external detection in this space. You can scan the outside situation at any time. If you want to go out, you only need to send a wave of spiritual consciousness to the sky. I
I will send you out as soon as possible."
Sikong Lan nodded silently, looked at Tianjiu, and showed a sweet smile.
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The red sun rises slowly, and when a new day begins, people suddenly find that Dongcang Ghost City has undergone earth-shaking changes. The airtight haze in the past gradually disappears, starting from Yihua Palace and continuing to Bahua Palace, the warm atmosphere
The sun shines on the earth again. The streets reveal their outlines, the palaces shine, and even the number of pedestrians and monks suddenly increases.
In the Wuhua Palace, Tianjiu was sitting on the big chair at the head. On both sides of the hall, hundreds of monks were sitting with relaxed expressions, drinking tea and chatting. Near the left side of Tianjiu's seat, a dark-faced and strong man
Han and a man in white robes huddled in a jade chair. The man in white robes looked dejected, his head drooped, his handsome face was covered with bruises, and his right eye was also bruised. It was obvious that he had been beaten many times.
"Ahem! Heifeng, tell everyone, what is the use of keeping this pretty boy?" Tianjiu opened his eyes and asked.
"God, this white ghost is of great use. Last night, after Black Wind unscrewed his head, he was thinking about how to extract his soul and refine his soul. Suddenly he heard Ximen's movement and knew that my army was coming, so
I had an idea and took this white ghost to Ximen. Hey hey hey, with him, we can easily conquer the ghost city without using a single sword." The Black Wind Ghost King said loudly.
Elder Man on the right also nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Master, the resistance we encountered was extremely small. We occupied the whole city at almost no cost, and half of the army rushed back to Xianlu Peak overnight. This Black Wind King
Indispensable contribution.”
"Oh? So sharp? Pretty boy, have all your subordinates surrendered?" Tianjiu glanced at the pitiful King Youyan.
"Report to the leader, there are 100,000 ghost cultivators in the ghost city, 80,000 have surrendered, and 20,000 have fled back to Nanyou." King Youyan immediately replied.
"Well, how is the situation in the city now?" Tianjiu asked Elder Man.
"The order is in order, and most of the Yin Qi has dissipated. There are obviously more mortal monks coming out for activities. It's just that we don't know how to arrange the 80,000 ghost cultivators who have returned. They are all temporarily crowded underground now. If things go on like this, there will definitely be a mutiny.
.”
"This... otherwise, Elder Man, you will arrange for the government to clear out the mortal monks in Dongcang North City and give them to these ghost cultivators. To the south of Jiuhua Palace is the monk area, and to the north is the ghost cultivator camp.
"
Elder Man nodded slightly: "But yes, who do you plan to take care of?"
"King Youyan, are you willing to join my Tianji Sect?" Tianjiu did not reply directly to Elder Man, but turned to the white-robed man and hummed.
The man in white robe was stunned for a moment and stayed on the spot.
"Huh~!" Hei Feng frowned and hummed heavily.
The man in white robe was excited and nodded repeatedly: "I am willing! I am willing!"
"Hey, Master, can this kid not agree? His soul was taken away by Black Wind, and he even kicked one of his heads off, and his cultivation level also dropped by one level. If you dare not agree, Black Wind will not
Eat his good fruit!”
"Tch! You are not a good person either! Hei Feng, have you investigated clearly what I asked you to investigate?" Tianjiu shook his head and smiled evilly.
"Sir, you are asking why there are so many evil ghosts in Dongcang, right? It's actually very simple, because the black and white impermanence here has not come out for two years. Coupled with the Buddha's Tribulation and the beast tide, countless people died, but their souls could not be collected, so
There are more and more lonely souls and wild ghosts. These lonely souls and wild ghosts are a delicious meal for ghost cultivators. After some powerful monks above the foundation level died, they directly turned into ghosts. Because of this, the ghost cultivators in Nanyou flocked to them.
They poured into Dongcang City one after another."
"Oh? Why doesn't Black and White Wuchang ignore the matter? Isn't this a trap? He's dead, not even reincarnated." Tianjiu frowned.
"Haha, there are advantages and disadvantages. If it weren't for this ghost town, Mrs. Lan's soul would have returned to the underworld long ago. It would be difficult for you to see her again. At least now I can still be the ghost wife with you." Black Wind Ghost King joked.
"Go, go, go! Stop talking nonsense! Let's discuss the black and white impermanence! King Youyan, tell me, why did the black and white impermanence abandon the land of Dongcang?" Tianjiu's mouth twitched slightly.
"Back to the boss, after more than a year of observation and unannounced visits, I have come to the conclusion that it is not that the black and white impermanence does not care here, but that the black and white impermanence here is dead!"
"Holy shit! He's dead?! Black and white can be impermanent?! Who did it? I beat him to death!" Tianjiu's face was full of anger, and he almost jumped up.
At this moment, in the Qiankun Ring, a four-eyed frog croaked and danced seductively.
"Uh? What's your ghost name?" Tianjiu divided his mind and entered the Qiankun Ring.
The four-eyed frog stretched out its forelimbs, and a picture appeared in front of Tianjiu:
On the protective embankment of Dongcang North City, a beautiful woman was cleaning up a dead body with a sad look on her face. There was a broken knife stuck in the chest of the dead body, and a small orange frog was wailing. Not far away, one black and one
The two white figures slowly approached. Just as the beauty was about to get up and leave, the little orange frog suddenly let out a sad cry, opened its mouth, and a ray of orange light shot out.
Quickly, it landed on the black virtual figure.
"Ah--!" A ghostly cry came out, and the black virtual shape instantly disappeared into ashes.
"Ah-?! Who are you? Why can you annihilate impermanence?" The white virtual shape also screamed and retreated hastily.
However, the little orange frog spit out its small mouth again, and the orange light flew out again, arriving first and hitting the white virtual form accurately. A more shrill ghost cry was heard, and the white virtual form was wiped out.
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"Ah? The dead frog, so it's all your fault? Did you eat the black and white impermanence?!" Tianjiu pointed at the four-eyed frog and shouted.
The four-eyed frog snorted coldly, rolled his eyes at Tianjiu, then continued to lie on the Bodhi leaf, closed his eyelids, and ignored the boss who was scratching his buns.
Tianjiu retracted his mind and landed on the main hall again, with a subtle look of embarrassment flashing across his face.
"Haha, Heifeng, King Youyan, tell me, this Black and White Impermanence is really going to die, how can it reappear? It's not like this place, these two dead ghosts have been responsible for tens of thousands of years, right? There is always something
Aren't they born, old, sick, and dead?" Tianjiu asked the two ghost kings in a flattering manner with a smile.
King Youyan shook his head repeatedly: "I don't know about this one. Generally speaking, black and white and impermanence cannot be eliminated even by powerful monks, and there is no such thing as birth, old age, sickness and death."
Heifeng thought for a moment, nodded and said, "I'm really going to die, but there is another way."
"What can I do?" Tianjiu was overjoyed. He had to wipe out the trouble he had caused. He could not destroy a pure land because of himself.
"Order people to collect those lonely souls and wild ghosts, bring them directly to the entrance of the underworld, and quietly throw them into the underworld. Anyway, the underworld will not ignore the souls after they are brought there. It may take a little longer. When Black Wind was in Hades Mansion, he heard that
There have been such cases.”
"Okay, okay! We sent people to pretend to be black and white, collect those lonely ghosts, and send them directly to the underworld." Tianjiu said loudly, and suddenly glanced at Heifeng and King Youyan strangely.
"Hey, hey, master, if you look at me like this, are you telling Heifeng to pretend to be Hei Wuchang?"
"No no! Why are you pretending? Get a black robe and put it on your body, and you look like Hei Wuchang! And you, King Youyan, are fair and white. You are the material for making Bai Wuchang, just a little bit.
Get a little fatter. Okay, it’s you two. Starting from tomorrow, Bang Ye will collect ghosts in Dongcang City. Within a month, I request that all the ghosts in the past two years be cleared away!"
"You Yan obeys the order!" Although the corners of the white-robed man's mouth trembled, he still bowed his head.
"Sir, please spare Hei Feng?! If Hei Feng is really Hei Wuchang, he would admit it. After all, the role of Wuchang is a good job that will last forever. On this three-thirds of an acre of land, you can almost walk sideways. However,
I have done impermanent things, but do not receive impermanent treatment, and I still have to throw things at the entrance of the underworld like a thief. Do you still want me to live?" (To be continued.)