There are no stars visible at night in the ghost world, and the sky is pitch black. The dark wind blew against my face, and ghost cries could be heard faintly from all directions.
Chu Feng stood with his hands behind his back in the middle of the night. His mood was confused. Being possessed by a demon is just a thought.
Pei Feng, the real body, had a trace of evil thoughts after seeing the clear water in the empty space full of insects and beasts. The experiences of the main body and the clone in these days have caused that wisp of evil thoughts to grow rapidly.
In fact, this is also done intentionally by the ontology.
When Pei Feng set fire to the insect beasts in the clear air of Qingshui, he noticed a trace of evil thoughts invading them. He decisively threw all the demonic thoughts to Chu Feng to deal with. At that critical moment, how could Pei Feng have the energy to deal with his inner demons?
The ontology throws up a very troublesome problem. Inner demons cannot be completely exorcised in a short time. The desire to kill was like a restless beast constantly impacting Chu Feng's state of mind.
Chu Feng took a long breath and adjusted his breathing.
"Are you worried?"
Chu Feng turned around and looked at Sister Lang, and couldn't help but think of the scene he saw in the west room. Sister Lang was tied to the bed by the two brothers in an unsightly posture. Chu Feng's heart became increasingly restless.
Sister Lang sat down behind Chu Feng, the cold wind blowing her long hair, and she naturally thought of the scene at that time. Cheeks slightly red.
"I heard from Fifth Master that you are a monk. I believe you will leave this ghost place sooner or later."
Chu Feng was silent. Sister Lang said to herself: "I have a son. His name is Tiger Egg, and he has a birthmark under his right eye. He is one year older than the younger one. My Tiger Egg was robbed by a thief four years ago."
Chu Feng remained silent.
"I know that my tiger egg is not dead. The man said that tiger egg has the spiritual roots of cultivation and will definitely cultivate him. But I don't know which sect the thief belongs to. I only remember that he is a middle-aged man and the magic weapon he uses is a Bronze hammer.”
Chu Feng finally said, "Looking for a needle in a haystack, how can you find it!"
"If you can't find it, you have to look for it. The worst is to die in the ghost world. If I can enter the inner gate, I will have a chance to go down the mountain."
"You want me to help you?"
"I just want to ask you one thing. If you see my tiger egg in the ghost realm in the future, can you tell him that his mother is waiting for him at the Xuangui Gate."
Chu Feng said coldly: "What benefits can you give me? Why should I help you?"
Sister Lang smiled bitterly, "What else do I have besides this skin? If you like me, I can give you my body at any time."
Chu Feng shook his head slightly: "The thing you asked me to do is not something Chu can do." After saying that, Chu Feng turned around and walked towards the south room.
Sister Lang stood alone in the courtyard, tears falling uncontrollably. A fierce ghost appeared silently beside Sister Lang. The ghost also had a sad look on his face.
The competition day was held as scheduled. This time, the Xuangui Sect recruited disciples on a grand scale. Thirteen monks came from the inner sect, including two inner sect elders. Of course, not all monks need to accept disciples, but their ancestors have orders and they can only follow them.
All the outer disciples gathered in the dilapidated square again.
At a glance, the number of people gathered this time was only about half of the last time. There are only seven of the twelve core disciples left in the Hump Tower. In just a few days, the number of people outside was reduced by half. One can imagine how much overt and covert fighting has occurred in the past few days.
The seven core disciples of the outer sect are so superb that no one dares to challenge them. Naturally, he was selected into the inner gate. The remaining places can only be selected from the Twelve Houses through competition. In fact, the competition between the twelve houses is just a process.
In these days of fighting, the quota has already been determined. For example, the Fifth Master and Sister Lang of the Ninth Academy teamed up to kill the Seven Tigers of the Outer Sect. When they appear on the stage with such an amazing record, who would dare to challenge them?
Fifth Master and Sister Lang were easily selected into the inner gate. As for Xiaoqiang, he naturally followed Fifth Master and left this hellish place.
Chu Feng had no intention of watching a battle between a group of warriors. He stood quietly behind the crowd and felt everything he encountered in the Hidden Immortal Valley.
It was a massive killing. The entire Hidden Immortal Valley seemed to be soaked in blood. The boundless smell of blood caused his demonic thoughts to grow rapidly. Chu Feng knew very well that if Pei Feng continued to kill, his evil thoughts would be uncontrollable.
However, how could Pei Feng stop the killing while he was on the battlefield? He had no chance at all. If he wanted to save his life, he could only keep killing.
The only thing Chu Feng can do now is to wait for Tang Wanxin to return. He believed that Tang Wanxin must have a way to get rid of the evil thoughts. After all, she is also a demon cultivator of the Demon Cult. She can always keep her original intention unchanged, presumably the ghost saint has taught her some kind of mental method.
Tang Wanxin left Chu Feng to find her master. This is the Ghost Saint’s instruction. Besides, she and Chu Feng also needed the protection of a powerful sect when they ventured into the ghost world.
At this moment, Tang Wanxin was in dilapidated ruins. There are broken walls and ruins everywhere, covered with green moss and overgrown weeds at the feet.
Tang Wanxin frowned. She unfolded the map again to confirm.
"This is it. Could it be that something happened to Yaoshen Pavilion?"
Tang Wanxin searched carefully in the ruins. Soon after, she found two beads of spiritual grass that had just sprouted in a wasteland. Apparently, this was once a medicinal field. These two pearls of elixir must be the roots that remained after the medicine field was destroyed and regenerated.
"It seems that this is the Divine Medicine Pavilion." Tang Wanxin sighed. She knew that although the master, the ghost doctor, was in the outside world, his heart was always concerned about his master in the ghost world. This is the root of Master.
Previously, before Tang Wanxin entered the ghost world, the ghost doctor had warned her several times that she must find the Divine Medicine Pavilion and acknowledge her ancestors. Back then, the Ghost Saint left the ghost world for peace of mind, but the Divine Medicine Pavilion never explicitly expelled him from the sect. Letting Tang Wanxin return to the sect can be regarded as an explanation from the Ghost Saint to the sect.
But Ghost Saint could not have imagined that the once famous Divine Medicine Pavilion had now become a ruin.
Tang Wanxin stood in the ruins for a long time. I felt lost in my heart. In the ghost world, it is a common thing for a sect to be destroyed. Tang Wanxin didn't understand the Divine Medicine Pavilion and had no feelings for this sect. She was lost only because of her master, Ghost Saint.
Tang Wanxin knew that her return to the master's sect was the master's last wish. But she could not fulfill her master's wish.
Tang Wanxin carefully transplanted the two elixir plants that had grown secretly into her storage bag. This was the only thought she could bring back to her master.
She put away the elixir and was about to leave. Suddenly, a childish voice came from behind.
"Sister, you can't take this medicine away."
Tang Wanxin's heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat. She turned around suddenly and saw a boy riding a small beast staring at her with a smile.
The boy is eleven or twelve years old. The little beast sitting down looks like a cow and a horse. It is a low-level spiritual beast called "cow horse" unique to the ghost world.
There was no fear on the boy's face. Tang Wanxin could not calm down. Because Tang Wanxin was not aware of the child's existence before. At the moment, it is impossible to see that this child has any cultivation.
Tang Wanxin slowly said, "Who are you?"
