Hearing this, Shangguan Yufeng glanced at Ye Feiran and said with a smile, "So Miss Mu is worried about the ranking! Ahem... But don't worry, the monsters killed in the Lingxu Secret Realm will also be recorded on the identity card. No one knows the reason, but they all speculate that it is because the monsters in the Red Moon Mountains actually come from the Lingxu Secret Realm. " A flash of surprise flashed across Ye Feiran's eyes, and then he nodded, "That's fine." After a while of burning incense, the two people arrived at the area of the Little Monster Kiln. However, the situation in front of me seems to be different from what the officials and elders recorded. Shangguan Yufeng reached out and touched his nose, and explained a little awkwardly, "Well... maybe it's been a long time since the last time the Lingxu Secret Realm was opened, so the small monster kiln has also become a big monster kiln." Ye Feiran didn't mean to make fun of him and nodded, "This is normal." Shangguan Yufeng looked at the monster kiln in front of him, then looked at Ye Feiran, coughed lightly and said, "Ahem... Miss Mu, can you deal with so many monsters by yourself?" Ye Feiran blinked and asked doubtfully, "Aren't we going to kill the monsters together?" Shangguan Yufeng shook his head, and then said with a somewhat sad expression, "Miss Mu, do you know that if a person dies and his soul remains, and then stays in the pile of monsters, he will become a monster without consciousness?" "What?" Ye Feiran was shocked when he heard this. She always thought that monsters were born as monsters, and the most common monsters were inner demons. These were bad things that often destroyed human beings for cultivation and had no moral sense. "The last time the Lingxu Secret Realm was opened, many disciples of our Shangguan family died in this monster kiln. This time I am here to... completely solve their pain." When he said this, his voice was a little hoarse, after all, he meant to kill them with his own hands. Ye Feiran moved her lips, not knowing how to comfort him. Shangguan Yufeng was immersed in his own thoughts and did not notice the change in Ye Feiran's expression, and continued, "Actually, I have a way to purify their grievances, but there is no way to send them into reincarnation. If their resentment is purified this time, they will become monsters next time. It is better to follow their wishes and destroy them directly. " Hearing this, Ye Feiran also thought of the Light Cauldron on the first floor of the divine tower. "Tata, can the Cauldron of Light purify such monsters?" "Yes, but even if they are purified, they can't be sent into reincarnation!" The little kid also felt a little heavy. These cultivators obviously want to destroy monsters, but they themselves eventually become monsters. What an irony! Ye Feiran naturally thought of this and murmured softly, "Why is it so difficult to enter reincarnation?" "Because the Gate of Reincarnation is gone." Shangguan Yufeng said suddenly. Hearing this, Ye Feiran raised her eyes and looked at Shangguan Yufeng. At this moment, she was very sure that Shangguan Yufeng's identity was not simple. However, now was not the time to think about this problem. She lowered her head and saw the Ten Thousand Years Soul Luring Wood on her wrist, and her eyes suddenly lit up, "Tata, can the purified soul stay in the Ten Thousand Years Soul Luring Wood? Who will wait in the future? Find the door to reincarnation and let their souls enter reincarnation.” "No." The little kid shook his head and explained, "Only the soul of a god can stay in the Ten Thousand Years Soul-Inducing Wood, and the souls of other cultivators will only become nutrients for the Ten Thousand Years Soul-Inducing Wood. The souls of cultivators in the fairy world can stay in the thousand-year soul-drawing wood, while the souls of cultivators in the lower world can stay in the hundred-year soul-drawing wood. " Ye Feiran: "..." Pity! Both of them had a lot of thoughts, but they also adjusted their emotions one after another. "Miss Mu, can you deal with so many monsters by yourself?" Ye Feiran nodded, "Okay. By the way, there are so many monsters, how do you know which one is the monster that the cultivator's soul has become?" Shangguan Yufeng pointed at his eyes, "I can see that this is my innate talent." Ye Feiran nodded, "That's it!" However, this talent is really special. At this moment, Shangguan Yufeng suddenly moved, entered the monster kiln, and grabbed one of the monsters. The next moment, a lotus flower appeared in his hand, emitting a burst of red light and surrounding the monster. "Ah..." The monster struggled painfully, but finally dissipated in the red light. Ye Feiran looked at the red lotus in Shangguan Yufeng's hand with a look of shock on his face. Naturally, this red lotus is not the eternal red lotus that she needs, but a Buddhist object. Its burning red light is the light of merit. m.biqubao.com Then, she raised her eyes to look at Shangguan Yufeng, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, as expected, people should not be judged by their appearance! Shangguan Yufeng turned out to be a Buddhist cultivator! But don’t Buddhist cultivators generally have bald heads and wear cassocks? And don’t Buddhists not eat meat? When she came to her senses, she immediately asked, "Master Shangguan, are you a Buddhist cultivator?" Shangguan Yufeng looked back at Ye Feiran, nodded and said, "Yes, I am a Buddhist cultivator." Ye Feiran took a deep breath, "I understand, you continue, I will also start killing monsters." "good!" Because of the light of merit, the surrounding monsters did not dare to approach Shangguan Yufeng, so he shuttled smoothly through the monster kiln to find the monsters that the cultivators' souls had turned into. Ye Feiran followed behind him. There were many monsters in this big monster kiln, so she did not hesitate to let the Red Flame Tiger, Lightning Golden Eagle and Flame Demon Ape come out to help. At the same time, she also directly used sound attack. Shangguan Yufeng was also surprised when he heard the sound of the piano, but then he felt more relieved. It turns out that Mu Fei is a divine musician, so no wonder he says he can deal with so many monsters. In this way, Ye Feiran played the divine music score over and over again, and his whole body became red-eyed. Three days and three nights later, Shangguan Yufeng's purpose of this trip was perfectly accomplished, but his mood was not too high. Ye Feiran and the three contracted beasts cooperated to kill all the monsters here. The two people looked at each other, then left the Monster Kiln and found a place with beautiful scenery to rest. At this time, Shangguan Yufeng also adjusted his mood, cupped his hands and said, "Miss Mu, thank you for your hard work." Ye Feiran shook his head slightly, "It's not hard, the number of monsters I killed is shown on the identity card." Next, the two of them did not speak and had a good night's rest. During this period, the ancient black rose spirit kept vigil. The next day, Shangguan Yufeng immediately took out the map of the Lingxu secret realm recorded by his family elders and showed it to Ye Feiran. Ye Feiran took a serious look and remembered it. "Master Shangguan, I will take my leave now. See you again when we are destined!" "See you soon!" Shangguan Yufeng waved his hand. Ye Feiran recalled the map, then used his apparation to walk towards the nearest desert, just because there was a music palace in the desert.
March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.
