It seemed like a short moment had passed, and it seemed like a long, long time had passed.
Under the howling night wind, the unfinished Meng Po soup bubbled, and bursts of smoke rose into the sky.
On the top of Tianren Peak, there are tens of thousands of corpses.
An academy disciple who was kneeling on the ground, his eyes dull, slowly closed his eyes and fell to the ground.
This is the last disciple of the academy.
As soon as he fell, all the Yin soldiers sheathed their swords.
The people, ghosts, and immortals who are still here at this moment are all covered in cold air.
Some have never seen such a scene, and some are afraid of Yang Ning.
Black and White Wuchang led the ghost messengers and escorted the dense army of dead souls towards the underworld.
They haven't taken on such a big project for many years.
A dozen dead souls were left alone.
These are to be taken back by Yang Ning to light the soul lamp and illuminate his own path.
The green-faced judge wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in a trembling voice: "It's finally over..."
Yang Ning turned to look at Wensheng Peak on one side and Tianji Peak on the other side, and said politely to the judge: "Yes, thank you judge."
"You're too kind!"
Yang Ning stood up and waved his hand and said, "Please go back and deal with the scene before dawn."
"So many corpses, it's a problem."
The judge quickly said: "Don't worry! I guarantee that the corpse will be destroyed and all traces will be wiped out!"
Yang Ning nodded: "Well, then I'm relieved."
He walked down the mountain, and after a few steps, he disappeared on the mountain road at night.
At the foot of Tianji Peak, Yang Ning released a dozen little ghosts and told them to go up the mountain to find the little sea ghosts.
He turned around and climbed up to Wensheng Peak.
In the sea of clouds on the edge of the cliff, Mr. Da sat there like a sculpture, breathing steadily and motionless.
When Yang Ning arrived, his steady breathing was disrupted, "Is it over?"
Yang Ning looked at the thatched house on the other side of the mountain road and said casually: "Yes, it's over."
The two seemed to be talking about what happened on Tianren Peak, but in fact they seemed to be metaphorizing something else.
There was a trace of moisture in Mr. Da's clear eyes, "What will happen to this Wen Sheng Mountain in the future?"
Yang Ning thought for a while and said, "Probably, it will become a real academy?"
"The kind that teaches and educates people."
Mr. Da smiled happily, "Then, will it still be called Qichuan Academy?"
Yang Ning shook his head: "No, just call it academy."
Mr. Da said with some regret: "Isn't it a pity that the spirit of literary saints that has been passed down for more than two thousand years has been cut off like this?"
Yang Ning smiled and said: "What kind of bullshit literary sage spirit is it to tell people in this land what to do? First, spend money to go to the academy to find people through the back door?"
"How about taking care of the academy's human relations under the euphemistic name?"
"If this kind of literary sage spirit is broken, let it be broken. There will be no regrets."
Mr. Da defended: "The spirit of Literary Sage preaches etiquette and love for others. There is no problem with this. It is the morality of us disciples that is the problem."
Yang Ning glanced at Mr. Da and simply said: "At most, keep that statue."
Seeing that he couldn't argue, Mr. Da sighed and said, "Okay."
He raised his hand to brush away a pile of rain-stained leaves beside him, took out a chessboard from it, and handed it to Yang Ning.
"This is the formation map of the twenty-eight formations passed down from generation to generation in the academy. The formation spirits are in the formation pavilion, as well as the belongings in the academy's warehouse and the funds in the public accounts. They are all given to you."
Yang Ning raised her eyebrows: "What do I need these for?"
Mr. Da smiled and said, "Who knows? The twenty-eight formations are ever-changing and wonderful. Maybe you can delve into the twenty-ninth formation?"
"As for the money and stuff, you can handle it as you see fit."
Taking over the chessboard, Yang Ning saw dozens of black and white stones lined up on it. With a thought, the black and white stones automatically changed.
Three Gods, Five Jue, Eight Heavens, and Twelve Earths, a total of twenty-eight formations are switched back and forth.
Putting the chessboard into his white cloth bag, Yang Ning looked at the dark clouds in the night sky and said, "The weather is nice now, it's a good day to hit the road."
Mr. Da said speechlessly: "Are you so anxious?"
Yang Ning yawned and said, "Mr. Da, tell me, what is the academy's biggest original sin?"
Mr. Da said without hesitation: "There are two biggest original sins in the academy. One is human greed, and the other is my connivance."
Yang Ning nodded in agreement: "Yes, but I think your indulgence is the first, and greed is the second, because it is normal for people to have greed. If you can restrain it, there will be no problem."
"If you can't restrain yourself, you will destroy yourself."
"Your kindness to the academy has led to the academy's fate today, and your fate as well. Mr. Da, look at what you look like now..."
Yang Ning paused and sighed: "You look like a little sea ghost."
Mr. Big: "..."
Glancing at the sea of clouds at night outside the cliff, Yang Ning asked, "Are you going to go on your own, or should I help you?"
Mr. Da stood up and knocked the fallen leaves off his body, "I'll go back and change my clothes."
After saying that, he walked back to his thatched hut and came out soon.
This time he was wearing a brand new gown, walked up to Yang Ning and asked, "I'm going on my own, can I help you save some good karma?"
Yang Ning shook his head and said: "It can't be saved. You are destined to die because of me today. I have saved more than 800 good karma with great difficulty, but now there are only more than 100 left. It will probably be reduced to zero after you die."
Mr. Da smiled mysteriously, "That's not necessarily the case."
This bald man, who looked to be in his twenties or thirties, but no one actually knew how old he was, actually said naughtily: "Do you know what I did in the middle of the night?"
"I donated all the money from the private accounts of gentlemen Changfeng and Changyun in your name. It's several billion, haha!"
"As for how I operate their private accounts, you don't need to worry about it. Anyway, I have a way."
Yang Ning: "..."
He took out the fate book and looked at it, only to see that there were still more than a hundred good fates on it, which were not touched.
There were originally more than 800 good karma, but just now, more than 700 were deducted from the sword owl's head on Tianren Peak.
Among the more than 700 people, the deaths of several people did not lead to good karma. Instead, each of them provided a good karma for Yang Ning.
These, plus the stewards, are the dozen or so evil men who are worthy of being lit.
Seeing Yang Ning's actions, Mr. Da smiled proudly again: "I set up a soul-splitting array, which will be operated by a ray of residual soul after my death."
"If this is not the case, and I directly operate it and cause cause and effect, then your good karma may not be enough to kill me."
Yang Ning blinked, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything. He just smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Da, for your cooperation. You really avoided a big trouble for me."
Mr. Da laughed heartily and said, "I understand, I understand! I have been rigid and serious all my life, why can't I be allowed to be naughty before I die?"
At this time, he stopped smiling, patted Yang Ning's shoulder and said seriously: "You are alone outside, so be careful. I will take the first step, but you must not follow me!"
Yang Ning smiled and nodded.
Then, Mr. Da stepped forward and stepped straight into the boundless sea of clouds outside the cliff.
He stepped on the clouds and walked up to the night sky step by step. Finally, a burst of starlight flickered, and his entire figure disappeared completely.
Not even a soul was left.
He raised his own soul.
At the moment when Mr. Da died, Lu Yang's soul finally came out on Tianren Peak.
He was dressed in blood.
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