Chapter 40 God doesn’t care, I do!

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Listening to Zhang Feixuan's words, Song Yin smashed the remaining wooden piles with another punch. Then his hands changed, and the broken wood turned into wooden strips. Song Yin grabbed them with his big hand and connected them automatically.

With another wave, the wooden strips flew into the top of the wooden head and were neatly stacked.

"ghost?"

"Yes, senior brother, that is the 'ghost' among demons and monsters."

There was no need for Song Yin to shout, Zhang Feixuan made a seal with understanding and turned the wooden sticks into flames, turning them into a bonfire.

Then he asked strangely: "Senior brother, don't you know?"

"I was born as a savage and have never heard of those things. Junior brother is well-informed. Please tell me." Song Yin said.

What kind of savages don't even know about monsters and monsters...

Zhang Fei

"What?!"

Wang Qizheng, who put the animal into the wooden roof, exclaimed: "You encountered a mountain ghost? Are you still alive?!"

But then he thought, oh...if his senior brother is here, then it's okay.

Zhang Fei

Song Yin waved his hand: "Those evil spirits must be killed sooner or later to avoid harming others."

You should find it first and then talk about it...

Zhang Feixuan twitched the corner of his mouth and continued: "Demons are mostly those of us cultivators who have become possessed by demons, changed their bodies, taken people's lives, and broken the laws of humanity."

"Ghosts mostly have lingering grievances and their souls turn into ghosts. There are also people who are obsessed too much and turn into ghosts."

"It's weird, even if things in this world become spiritual and have basic sanity, most of them are harmful to people."

"The 'Pi Mourning' is a ghost. If it is not stopped and allowed to develop, it will find nearby living people, take their lives, and turn them into 'Pi Mourning' together."

"When there are enough of them, these ghosts will become a 'funeral', playing gongs and drums and playing mourning music, carrying coffins around, and continue to take human lives until corpses are condensed in the coffins, and they will be buried and become ' Big Tomb'..."

Zhang Fei .”

Song Yin thought thoughtfully: "So...is it a ghost? Are these things that happen in the outside world?"

"Yes, they are all from the outside world." Zhang Feixuan replied.

Their Golden Immortal Sect is hidden in Xumi Vein. It is not just a simple encirclement and suppression by the righteous way. Their small sect and small sect cannot really endure the kind of world outside.

"No wonder the master chose this Sumeru pulse. We, a small family, really want to figure it out slowly, but..."

Song Yin clenched his fists and said firmly: "With me now, I won't be so slow. I will make all these evil spirits and heretics disappear, and let the glory of the Golden Immortal Sect's righteous path be revealed to the world!"

"Senior brother is right."

Regarding this, Zhang Feixuan had nothing to say except to agree with him.

"correct..."

Song Yin suddenly took out the two inkstones and said, "I saw something strange in your expression before. Do you know these things?"

"this..."

Zhang Feixuan looked at the two inkstones, hesitated for a long time, nodded and said: "This is Feishizhai's handiwork."

Wang Qizheng also walked over at this time. Hearing this, he suddenly said: "Feishizhai? Oh... no wonder there are stones."

"I want to ask you, where did you 'rescue' these people?" Zhang Feixuan glanced at him and emphasized the word 'rescue'.

"I just took the debris I encountered on the road and took it with me." Wang Qizheng said nonchalantly.

"Remnants?"

Song Yinchao looked at Wang Qizheng and frowned: "What is the residue, and what kind of evil path is Feishizhai?"

Zhang Feixuan was sweating, but Wang Qizheng didn't notice it at all, but was a little surprised: "Ah? Why is Feishizhai evil? Feishizhai is..."

"It's the devil's way! Senior brother, that's the great devil's way!"

Before Wang Qi finished speaking, Zhang Feixuan rushed to say: "This Feishizhai attracts people's spiritual charm, and turning it into stone sculptures is a real great magic way!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yin's eyes glowed with divine light and he glanced at those mortals.

From what the eyes could see, except for the normal young man, the rest of the people were either more numb or less agile. They seemed to have lost their minds and were like idiots.

Song Yin took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said in a deep voice: "Continue!"

"Feishizhai absorbs people's aura. Once absorbed, people will gradually become confused and turn into puppets who only know how to eat and drink. Until the aura is absorbed, they will become stone tablets and stone sculptures. At that time, they will paint, write, and make stone sculptures on them. There is a forest of monuments to watch and pay homage to."

Zhang Feixuan lowered his head subconsciously, not daring to look directly into Song Yin's eyes.

"so..."

Song Yin's voice was low: "People who have been absorbed are called 'residues'?"

Zhang Feixuan cupped his hands and said, "Senior brother... his eyes are as sharp as a torch."

Song Yin suddenly thought of something and asked: "Are the people protected by the sect at the foot of the mountain also remnants?"

"yes..."

Zhang Feixuan's head was lower, "But I don't know which sect it is."

Song Yin looked at the inkstone in his hand, then groped around his waist, and took off the jade pendant of the Qinglian Yuanmu that he had been wearing. He looked at it for a while, and finally closed his eyes, "Would you like to worship..."

He understood where the wail of the living soul on the witch on the mountain gate came from.

He understood why those people on the mountain were afraid when they asked him for offerings.

They regard their Golden Immortal Sect as evil!

Song Yin's eyes suddenly opened, he strode forward, walked to the wooden roof, and faced the group of people who only dared to lean against the corner of the bonfire.

The tall figure stood in front of the bonfire, and the flames cast a shadow, covering the group of people.

Only two or three of these people raised their heads, but only the normal-looking young man had the most alert eyes. The rest of them subconsciously curled up with a little fear, and even the older man showed no reaction at all. Sitting in a daze.

After watching them for a while, Song Yin suddenly stretched out his hand and burst out white energy, covering them.

Seeing the white air appearing, Zhang Feixuan's calves softened, and Wang Qizheng's feet left a footprint on the ground, as if he wanted to escape.

what happened? !

Senior brother is going to kill someone? !

Did he realize something was wrong? After killing the mortals, it was their turn? !

It's just that the appearance of the white energy did not cause these mortals to melt and disintegrate. Even within the white energy, those with numb eyes had a little more agility.

"I am Song Yin, the top disciple of Jinxian Sect!!"

Song Yin suddenly shouted, like thunder exploding in the sky. This shout seemed to be so captivating that everyone raised their heads and looked at him in confusion or doubt.

"I have the qualifications of a Great Immortal. This is the breath of my Dao. Although I can't save you from fire and water, you can see that I am capable!"

"Since I rescued you, I will definitely keep you safe. From now on, none of you will die, absolutely not! The master said that the purpose of Jinxian Sect is to subjugate demons and eliminate demons, save the world and save people! We are alchemists, so we are good at it. Save the world and save people! Even if I search for all the medicinal materials in the world, I will cure you!"

Song Yin gritted his teeth and made a very firm voice: "Don't be afraid, don't give up! Remember! Even if everyone gives up on you, I, the Golden Immortal Sect, will not!"

"The gods don't care, I do!"

"God doesn't care, I do!"

"Even if all the demons, ghosts, demons and heretics in the world want you to die, I will sweep them away and give you a peaceful world!"

Song Yin pointed his finger at the sky and roared: "As long as I, Song Yin, don't die for a day! Even if I poke a hole in God! I will take care of you for the rest of your life!!!"

Boom! !

There was a loud thunder in the gloomy sky, illuminating the surrounding area with bright white. A trace of water dropped on the ground, expanding rapidly, causing a splashing sound all around.

It's raining...