This sudden voice was very disharmonious, or should be said to have broken the harmony. Its tone of voice and the topic of everyone present seemed out of place, so it attracted everyone's attention.
Gu Chen's eyes narrowed slightly. The fluctuations in consciousness he just noticed were partly caused by these three people.
Compared with the immortal cultivators here with varying levels of cultivation, Gu Chen's sword sense was more acute. When he noticed these three people, he had already discovered their true identities.
——Ghost cultivator!
There are many immortal cultivators in Xuanguang City. The appearance of ghost cultivators in this Immortal Gathering Tower is both expected and unexpected. It cannot but attract attention. But what Gu Chen is curious about is what these three ghost cultivators want to do at this time. .
There are three thousand Tao methods, which are innumerable. As long as one can obtain the Tao, there may be a difference between far and near, but there is no distinction between up and down, let alone high and low. Each Tao has its own meaning of existence, and the same is true for the ghost Tao. Those who practice the ghost path are ghost cultivators. Ghost cultivators may be ghosts, but they may also be flesh and blood.
Although there were few ghost cultivators in the past, they still existed. They were scattered throughout China and occupied the extremely yin veins. However, not all ghost cultivators were evil and vicious people.
However, since the Yanzhou Ghost Sect went south and committed evil everywhere, devouring human flesh and blood, sucking the essence of living people, manipulating walking corpses... and doing all kinds of evil things, the status of the ghost cultivator became very embarrassing for a time, and everyone called him a rat crossing the street. It is not an exaggeration. In the past, there were still a few ghost cultivators gathered in places like Xuanguang City. In recent years, those ghost cultivators have hidden themselves from others and rarely appeared in front of people. Gradually, this kind of city where immortal cultivators gathered , ghost cultivators seem to have disappeared.
But today, three ghost cultivators appeared in the Immortal Gathering Tower in Xuanguang City, and judging from their words, it seemed that they came with bad intentions.
Ding Hui made an impassioned speech, and what everyone said was agreed upon. A discordant voice suddenly appeared, so naturally he couldn't just let it go and said, "Why not? Ghost cultivation is not for evil, and everyone can punish it. We will punish it." If the monks are doing justice for heaven, they should be killed. Don’t you think those ghost cultivators should be killed?”
The three ghost cultivators obviously didn't take Ding Hui seriously. One of them sneered and said, "Just you? Do you want to kill all the ghost cultivators?"
Many people in the venue had already discovered the reason for this looming conflict. In the final analysis, it was Ding Hui's youthful spirit and excessive talk that aroused the resentment of these three people. But why did his words against the ghost cultivator arouse them so much? Big reaction?
Although they have doubts, they don't have to dig into it. It's just that everyone present thinks that the matter has nothing to do with them and is happy to watch the excitement. But to them, this kind of quarrel seems a bit childish. A dignified immortal cultivator actually does this. Just like what a naive common person would do, it is really worthless. People who originally felt that they might have misunderstood Changsheng Island and had changed their minds slowly began to look at Ding Huisan as a "guest from Turtle Island". people.
Ding Hui was unaware of it and saw that the three people were just talking and not taking action. In addition, he felt that what he had just said was of great significance and was not afraid of others' refutation. He said confidently: "I may not be able to do it alone, but I am the Taoist of Changsheng Island." Xuan Miao, mastering the mysterious way of creation, is the nemesis of ghost cultivators, and with the concerted efforts of heroes from the Central Plains, why worry about not being able to kill all ghost cultivators?"
"Haha, what a grandeur, killing all the ghost cultivators..."
Ding Hui suddenly slapped his palm on the table, stared at the man and said: "You are so ignorant, ghost cultivators are doing evil and harming living beings, shouldn't they be killed? Now that we are facing a great calamity, ghost cultivators are causing harm, shouldn't we monks Should we unite as one? Do we have to wait until the ghost cultivators gain power and destroy this group of creatures, and then we will regret it? Although I come from the sea, I still know how to contribute to the lives of the Central Plains, and I hope to gather everyone's strength to fight against the ghost cultivators. Look at you. It must be a monk from the Central Plains who actually found fault with what I said. Don’t you understand what I said?”
In the Gathering Immortal Tower, some of the immortal cultivators who heard these words were dismissive, but others nodded. No matter how bad the impression Ding Hui gave them at the beginning, he still said a few heartfelt words at this time, which were considered reasonable and well-founded. , but after all, they are young, with such temperament and character, it is difficult to recognize their eyes.
Suddenly a person said: "What this fellow Taoist said is not completely unreasonable, but it is also wrong."
Ding Hui followed the sound and saw a table to his left, a man wearing coarse cloth, sitting alone at a table with his left foot on the ground, his right foot raised on the bench, and his right hand casually placed on his right knee. Go up, take a wine glass and put it to your mouth.
Ding Hui frowned and said, "Who are you? You said there is something wrong with what I said, and what is wrong with it?"
"My name is unknown. If you tell me, all the fellow Taoists here may not know it, and you are even less likely to know it, but it doesn't hurt to tell you. My name is Guan Lin." The man glanced at Ding Hui lightly, and then his eyes fell on the door. The three people beside him said lazily, "You keep killing all the ghost cultivators. You obviously have prejudice against ghost cultivators. The world today is indeed in chaos. Most of the reasons for this chaos are indeed due to ghost cultivators. But please don't kill them all with a rod." , this may sound a bit complicated, and you may not understand it, so let me put it simply. First of all, most of the people who harm people are ghost cultivators from the Ghost Sect, but in fact, not all ghost cultivators are from the Ghost Sect. There is another fact that you may not have thought of. Even the ghost cultivators in the Ghost Sect may not all be bad. That’s all I have to say.”
Gu Chen was a little curious about the man named Guan Lin, because he noticed that the Yuan Power on his body was a bit strange. He didn't know what to say, but he could detect with his sensitive sword sense that the Yuan Power on this man was a bit strange. It's not simple, or rather complicated.
Although Guan Lin didn't notice that Gu Chen was examining him with his sword sense, he noticed Gu Chen's gaze and looked over.
Gu Chen smiled slightly. He was stunned for a moment and then smiled back.
Ding Hui blushed a little after hearing this, because Guan Lin's joking attitude when he spoke, and the fact that he didn't hide his contempt for him in his words, and his tone of saying that he was still young made him very unhappy. He couldn't accept it, and he couldn't accept the meaning of Guan Lin's words. He said: "How can you excuse ghost cultivation? How many benefits have you received from ghost cultivation?"
Guan Lin's face suddenly darkened, and he said: "I think you are inexperienced in the world and don't know right and wrong, so I said a few more words to enlighten you. You don't know what is good and what is bad. Instead, you use forceful words and cannot understand even a single sentence of truth. Since there are so many It’s useless to say that.”
After waving his hand, he poured another glass of wine, as if he would no longer talk to Ding Hui.
Ding Hui looked around, but no one spoke for him. He couldn't help but look at Qin Liang beside him, but Qin Liang just shook his head at him and motioned for him to sit down and stop talking. Suddenly, he felt uncomfortable that no one in the world understood him. , squeezing his neck and said: "What's wrong with what I said? Although my strength is meager, I can't see the behavior of ghost cultivators. Along the way, you have seen the scenes in the mortal world better than me, a person from the sea. , you know how miserable the world is, how can you remain indifferent? These are all caused by ghost cultivators, and anyone who is a ghost cultivator should be killed!"
No one responded, and many people looked at Ding Hui as if they were looking at a clown.
Apart from anything else, in the world of immortality cultivators, there is no distinction between good and evil, and there is no debate between good and evil. The so-called cultivation is for oneself. Therefore, most of the immortal cultivators are transcendent, and they do whatever they want, in order to improve their cultivation. , they may do some bad things, but in their opinion it may not be wrong, it’s that simple.
Nowadays, the world of immortal cultivators can unite to fight against the ghost sect. The ghost cultivators harming living beings is only one of the reasons, but more importantly, it is because the ghost sect's southward movement infringes on the interests of other immortal cultivators. They are bound to unite to suppress it. Of course, this cannot be denied. Some people hold the idea of justice, but because of this, some innocent ghost cultivators suffered the same fate.
"In that case, come and kill me." The three people at the table next to the door were surrounded by Yin Qi. The person who spoke smiled at Ding Hui and said, "I am a ghost cultivator."
