Chapter 18 The practice of transcending the dead souls

The female servants remembered that they used to clean the competition table and the inner disciples competed one on one. At the end of the day, the competition table was also brutal, but it was nothing compared to the current situation. They had to weigh every move they made.

long time.

Master Gu Jun was the only one in the audience with an unchanging expression. There was one body, half body, upper half, lower half, missing arms and legs. She did not hesitate to pick it up and throw it away. If this uninformed person saw her indifference to life and death,

With her cold face, I thought she was a perverted murderer who had just finished killing someone and was dumping the body.

Although she arrived later, she accumulated sect contribution points faster than anyone else.

In the end, even the monster that Madoka killed was thrown off the competition platform neatly by dragging one leg with only her own strength.

Female handyman: "..." Oh my god, she is so strong!

They suspected that she might not be a village girl at all in the mortal world, but an anonymous boxing master.

Perhaps due to the influence of Master Gu Jun's expressionless and active attitude towards work, they did not feel that they were responding. They just wanted to grab the contribution points that leaked out from between her fingers, and their work efficiency would be greatly improved.

It takes a quarter of an hour to fetch water from the Dongfeng Waterfall Spring, and then pour bucket after bucket onto the test bench to wash away the blood stains that have not yet completely dried up. The process is repeated over and over again. It is such a boring and tiring job that they, the handymen, have to do.

Work for a day.

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At dusk, the handyman dragged his tired body back to the lower peak. The contribution points for this cleaning were recorded on his waist tag. In one day, there were as few as dozens of contribution points, and as many as hundreds of contributions.

point.

And the amount is ridiculous... Gu Junshi alone earned more than 200 contribution points.

Jealousy and envy changed them beyond recognition! Looking back at the beginning, they were worried that she would not be able to earn contribution points and would suffer from cold and starvation. Now, they just want to hug themselves in pain.

But compared with the thousands of contribution points that inner sect disciples can get by just doing a single sect collection task, the points accumulated by their hard work are pitiful. They can only be exchanged for some ordinary daily necessities, and for more advanced ones, regarding cultivation,

The medicinal materials for treatment are extremely expensive for them, and often require tens of thousands of sect contribution points.

After they came back, they found out that Xiao Yuan had left Xiafeng and became a registered disciple of Wumei Mountain. She could barely squeeze into half of the inner sect because she had not yet successfully found a master who was willing to accept her as a disciple to teach her.

She left a note for them before she left. The handyman sisters all crowded together excitedly to read what was written, but Gu Junshi was not interested and turned around and left.

Don't reach out for things you shouldn't ask for. This is what children have been taught since childhood.

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In the dead of night, when everything is silent, the thin black mist flowing in the night passes silently along the mountain path. It is wet and cold all the way. There is no sound of wind or insects, and there is only extreme silence in the deep mountains.

Under the desert moonlight, Ye Wu ignored the obstruction of the surrounding barriers and resolutely stepped into a dark land. Only the moonlight outside could not penetrate, the wind on all sides howled coldly, and the thick shadow of the poisonous miasma fog obscured it.

The sky cannot be cut by a knife or penetrated by a needle.

Ordinary people may not be able to see through it, but the "poisonous miasma" is caused by the rotten and smelly dead air rising up from the ground, while the "fog" is caused by the dense and dense squeeze of the chaotic and floating dead souls in the sky.

Frankly speaking, this style of painting of the underworld has always been disgusting and objectionable to immortal cultivators.

However, for Master Gu Jun, this is an excellent place for cultivation.

Since the war between the three realms broke out a thousand years ago, the underworld and the "Gate of Underworld" have disappeared between heaven and earth. Without the underworld, the souls of the dead can lead to reincarnation, the spirit world, the demon world, and the souls of the demons.

He was forced to stay in the place of death, and could not be reincarnated forever, until he dissipated and turned into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to nourish the living world.

What happened a thousand years ago? Only a few people know this secret. Even Gu Junshi has not found out the truth. She only knows that these people have concealed this secret for a thousand years, and during this thousand years

The number of dead souls stranded in the entire living world has reached a huge and terrifying number.

When the number of undead in the world of cultivation far exceeds that of living creatures, no one knows what will happen in this world.

The black mist dissipated and gradually formed a solid figure. Gu Junshi was wearing a black cloak with excellent drape and a wide-brimmed hat covering her head. Her figure was completely invisible. From the moment she appeared, the dead soul appeared.

As if they were attracted by something, they had lost their minds after so many years of wandering, and started to rush toward her relying only on instinct.

Gu Junshi had no intention of blocking her. She just needed a large number of dead souls to open the "Gate of Underworld" for her. A large number of dead souls rushed into her body and were absorbed into her sea of ​​consciousness.

Hundreds of dead souls were rushing wildly in her mind, but the tightly closed "Gate of Hell" never responded.

As a result, Gu Junshi continued to devour more dead souls. When her sea of ​​consciousness accumulated more and more, and became more and more full, her face was already as pale as paper, but her quiet eyes were so dark that there was no trace of impurities.

Finally, when she felt that she was reaching her limit, the "Gate of Hell" reluctantly opened a gap, and a cold, bone-corrosive aura that did not belong to this world overflowed from the door.

But these breaths are like holy light to the dead souls. The origins of these dead souls are not simple. They include powerful people from the cultivation world thousands of years ago, ancient demons and heavenly demons. After being nourished by the breath of the underworld, they gradually recovered from chaos to rigidity.

What humans look like when they die.

It's just that they have been in the human world for too long, and they can't remember the past clearly. They only vaguely understand that the "Gate of Underworld" they have been waiting for for thousands of years has finally appeared!

"The spiritual world is not the place where you undead should stay. Go to the underworld and wait for reincarnation."

To enter the underworld, one must pass through the "Gate of Underworld", otherwise no one can reach the underworld.

A voice broke through the fog in front of their eyes, and they thanked her excitedly.

"Little girl, thank you."

Although they were once a group of arrogant people, now they are afraid that the wind will blow them away. Without her, they may disappear between heaven and earth and cease to exist forever.

Master Gu Jun said calmly: "No thanks, no thanks."

She just wants to use their death energy to restart the "Gate of Underworld". The "Gate of Underworld" is equivalent to her spiritual root seed, which can be cultivated with the evil energy. It is similar to Xiao Jiaofu's Pure Lotus Seed. It has strong

She is strong, she is weak, they are weak, they complement each other.

Since the gap opened by the "Gate of Hell" was extremely thin, they did not dare to complain about the weakness of this "Lord of Hell", so they could only squeeze inwards with their heads flattened.

Gu Junshi: "..." He was slandering her in her mind. Do you really think she couldn't hear it?

When countless dead souls entered the underworld through the "Gate of Underworld", suddenly golden light condensed one after another on her body, and then turned into pieces and entered her body. Her dry and charred sea of ​​​​consciousness suddenly glowed with it.

Vitality, green and tender grass breaks out of the ground and flutters in the wind, it is quite full of vitality...

Merit value?

Because she had just sent the dead soul to reincarnation in the underworld, Heaven thought she was a reward for her great virtue?

But isn't this something that the group of monks at the Maha Zen Temple need? What's the use of it? Is it nice to display?

She gave a disdainful smile and waved her arm, and the things in the world that had just grown in the sea of ​​consciousness were destroyed into ashes in an instant.

The golden light that shone on her body withered immediately. It angrily transferred the remaining merit points to her body, turned around and walked away without mercy.

Jin Guang: Hum, I will come again next time!

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