Hearing Ye Yuan's tone change drastically, his tone was filled with the cold and cold smell of killing. Changsun Wuji didn't know why, but he quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and said to himself: "This is the true face of the Lord. For some reason, when he saw the Lord's very gentle smile, he always felt that it was the most dangerous state."

A dynasty Duke and a great scholar of the times, now became a witch slave. Although he still retains himself, his mentality has been constantly transformed by the imprint on his soul. Relatively speaking, becoming a witch slave of a vicious person is a hundred times better than becoming a so-called good person for a monk with a country and a family.

Seeing that although Ye Yuan was still in a faint wave of life, his eyes became colder, Changsun Wuji's heart was also filled with murderous intent. From the moment he became Ye Yuan's witch slave, Ye Yuan's life changed before his life. If Ye Yuan died, then he would definitely die, so naturally he was full of murderous intentions for the people of the Guigui Sect.

During this period, he followed Ye Yuan to practice medicine and save lives and the wounded. Changsun Wuji seemed to think that Ye Yuan was really a good doctor who was kind and kind to the world. Although he knew that Ye Yuan only valued the copper coins he received after every rescue. Changsun Wuji did not understand what the copper coins were used for. Why did an ordinary person only collect one, and only occasionally encountered ancient coins would he receive more.

Because every time you treat a patient, the copper coins you receive will contain the purest and lack a trace of negative thoughts. Well, it is the power of vows. It is the power of vows. It is the first time Changsun Wuji heard this word, or in other words, the first time he knew that vows were really a kind of power, not just a word.

Treating patients is just a way to collect the power of wishes. Although Changsun Wuji received it every time he collected money, he never felt that there was anything so-called gaining power of wishes on this copper coin. It was just an ordinary copper coin. He didn't understand it. However, Ye Yuan didn't say it, and Changsun Wuji didn't dare to ask too much. Although it was a shameful thing for a great scholar to not ask what he didn't understand.

Since following Ye Yuan, Ye Yuan began to practice medicine, and had never shown his hideous side. Changsun Wuji was always nervous. At this moment, seeing Ye Yuan finally showed his fangs, Changsun Wuji's heart strangely calmed down, which made Changsun Wuji's heart a little complicated.

Ye Yuan suddenly stopped, looked back at Changsun Wuji, and said, "Changsun, your heart is in chaos. You don't have to be attached to the so-called good and evil, nor do you have to be attached to any path you take. The essence is the same. The strong are prey on the weak, and the strong are respected. What you see is not necessarily true. Also, there has never been a saint in this world."

After Ye Yuan said something, Changsun Wuji sighed indifferently in his heart. Although he wanted to refute, he had to admit this dark and cruel reality. There are no saints in the cultivation world. The so-called great saints and the so-called great charity are the best and most sinister people.

Ye Yuan never admits that he is a kind-hearted person. When people talk about it, he will at most only admit that he is a doctor with good medical skills, but never admits that he is a kind-hearted doctor. Everyone just ignores these things.

Changsun Wuji didn't know that almost ninety percent of Ye Yuan's true energy was plundering his life's hope. If he knew, he would probably never think that Ye Yuan was a kind person again, nor would he feel confused about Ye Yuan rushing up when he saw the injured monk.

After dozens of miles, Ye Yuan was blessed with the words written by Changsun Wuji. Changsun Wuji was good at calligraphy among the six arts of Confucianism. After careful calculation, it was actually just calligraphy or characters. After spending energy, every word written contained the spirit of a great Confucian scholar and had special power. In this way, there were two words on Ye Yuan's legs, one was "qi" and the other was "yu".

One speeds up, the other reduces the burden. It takes almost no effort to travel dozens of miles. The more you go inward, the more rugged the mountain road is. There are constant beasts and poisonous insects, snakes and ants. The blood Gu is also released by Ye Yuan to hunt these poisons and wander not far near Ye Yuan.

Seeing that he was about to reach the deepest part of the valley, Ye Yuan still didn't feel anything special, and he couldn't even find a trace of a monk, so he frowned.

"Changsun, check it out with your spiritual thoughts. What special places are there nearby."

Changsun Wuji took the order and immediately slowly radiated his divine thoughts. After a while, Changsun Wuji said: "Master, there is a cave five miles away in front of him. Someone has arranged a formation to prevent divine thoughts from being explored."

Ye Yuan nodded. His soul sensing has become a weakness at this time. The sensitivity of soul sensing to living beings is far beyond divine consciousness, but it is not as good as divine consciousness for sensing like rock environments. Especially at this stage, Ye Yuan can only use simple soul sensing, which is a flaw. In particular, the other party has carefully set up a formation to prevent divine consciousness exploration. How could a monk come to see it with his eyes in person in this place?

Walking to the entrance of the cave, Ye Yuan's soul sensing could penetrate the formation and sense vaguely that there were four living creatures and dozens of ghosts inside.

After looking at Changsun Wuji, Changsun Wuji immediately understood and walked into the cave and entered the cave. At a glance, he saw four black-robed figures standing in four directions deep in the depths of the cave, and dozens of ghosts were floating unconsciously. As soon as Changsun Wuji and Ye Yuan entered the cave, they saw dozens of ghosts swarming like evil dogs that smelled delicious.

Before Changsun Wuji could take action, Ye Yuan suddenly stretched out a hand, rubbed his fingers gently, and a faint blue Mars appeared on his fingertips. With a blink of an eye, the Mars flew to the front of a ghost, which had condensed the illusory ghost body into a third-level evil ghost like a real shadow. Naturally, he did not see this Mars that he had not even noticed.

But the next moment, this spark seemed to be thrown into an oil bucket. The body of the evil ghost suddenly started to burn, and the dark blue flame instantly covered the evil ghost. The miserable screams poured into everyone's ears like sound waves. The evil ghost who was just now looked ruthless as if he was about to have a big meal had completely lost his mind and ran around, contaminating with another ghost. The flame seemed to have decreased a little.

After he seemed to understand the method of reducing the flame, the evil ghost kept thinking about other ghosts and rushing over. During this period, he let the monks of the Ghost Reward Sect pinch the magic tricks. None of the ghosts obeyed the command. After only a few breaths, all the ghosts were stained with a trace of dark blue flame.

However, the flames that were already getting older and burning were no longer shared by ghosts, and then they quickly covered them again. At this moment, all the ghosts thought of the four cultivators of the Ghost Sect who were surrounded by evil spirits and rushed over. Dozens of ghosts rushed over, and the dark blue flames burned again. The four cultivators of the Ghost Sect had no time to say anything, so they screamed, and kept grabbing their faces with their hands. In an instant, the faces of the four people became bloody and bloody.

But what's strange is that the flame didn't even burn a little of its clothes.

Soul witchcraft, sacrifice.

With a trace of soul power as a guide, ignite a trace of soul fire to induce the other party's spirit, thoughts, divine thoughts, and souls, which have miraculous effects on ghosts.

Ye Yuan stood at the entrance of the cave with a cold face, watching the dozens of ghosts burned to nowhere to be left, while the four cultivators of the Ghost Reward Sect died silently, with no other injuries on their bodies except the scars they had caught.

Looking at the flames on the four people's faces that had not completely extinguished, Ye Yuan said: "There is already a trace of mysterious yin energy here, let's go."

Changsun Wuji stared at Ye Yuan's actions just now, and his cold sweat dripped down. Unconsciously, he remembered that in the hidden corpse hole, if Ye Yuan had used such a move against the millions of ghosts...

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