Dressed as a playgirl in the immortal world

Chapter 259 The Golden Light of Merit
Zhuzhu was too lazy to care whether Ye Xiao believed it or not, and did not continue to deal with him.

Because she is no longer needed.

When the resentment of those tens of thousands of ghosts broke through his sea of ​​consciousness, trying to devour his soul, Ye Xiao finally found out that his body was abnormal.

Fighting to the death with a headache, he kept yelling "Get out."

However, these ghosts have no self-awareness at all, they attack by instinct, how could they listen to Ye Xiao.

Naturally, Ye Xiao was unwilling to sit still, and kept using his soul power to drive away these ghosts rushing into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Although he wiped out wave after wave, there are still endless streams of ghosts pouring into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Affected by the strong resentment carried by these ghosts, Ye Xiao's eyes were red, and his expression became more and more crazy and ferocious.

In the end, he knew very well that sooner or later these ghosts would obliterate his spirit and occupy his body, Ye Xiao gritted his back molars, and a will to die emerged in his heart.

However, even if he died, he would still drag the villains from Tianyuan Continent to Huangquan together.

At the last moment when his soul had not been dissipated by the resentment and kept awake, Ye Xiao wanted to reverse his spiritual power and explode himself.

Zhuzhu has been admiring the painful expression of Ye Xiao being bitten by the ghost, so when he realized that he had the idea of ​​burning jade and stone together, a thought arose in his mind. Fly away at extreme speed.

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The Yinyue sword pierced Ye Xiao's dantian just before he blew himself up, turning him into a cripple in an instant.

In the heyday of Ye Xiao, no matter how fast the Silver Moon Sword was, it would not be as fast as Yuanying Zhenjun's spiritual power reversed the spiritual vein and exploded.

Fortunately, Ye Xiao was captured by the ghosts in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, which prevented his spirit from quickly manipulating his body to self-destruct, which gave Zhuzhu and Yinyuejian a chance.

"Bitch, don't die well."

After being tortured for a day and a night, Ye Xiao looked at Zhuzhu angrily at the last moment when his spirit was scattered and swallowed by ghosts. He wanted to say that even if he was a ghost, he would not let Zhuzhu go, but his spirit was gone, so there was no way he could be a ghost.

Only now did he understand why Zhuzhu hadn't killed him and had been passively defending, but it turned out that he wanted him to die in the backlash of those ghosts.

It's a pity that it's too late to understand now, if there is any medicine for regret in the world, he must run away as soon as he sees Zhuzhu.

After devouring Ye Xiao's soul, the ghosts staying in his body gradually dissipated their grievances and returned to the state of wandering spirits.

Although they swallowed part of Ye Xiao's soul, these wandering souls still haven't regained their self-awareness, so naturally they don't know how to reincarnate.

If they can return their souls to the underworld and rely on the strong Yin Qi there, the wandering souls will slowly rely on the nourishment of Yin Qi to regain their self-awareness, and then enter the path of reincarnation.

But with Zhuzhu's current cultivation base, she can't open the gate of the underworld at all, only the seniors who have left the body and above can.

Fortunately, she is not alone, there are three hundred fellow Taoists behind her.

"Everyone, please help me."

Zhuzhu turned her head and sent a request to the [-] Jindan Daoist who were still in a mess in the wind.

Holding a red plum umbrella, Fu Miaomiao was the first to come forward and asked, "Fellow Daoist Ni, please tell me, I will definitely die."

"Open the gate of hell with me, and help these souls to reincarnate on the road of reincarnation."

"Well, that's exactly what we mean."

Sending tens of thousands of wandering souls into the underworld is also a good thing with immeasurable merit.

Especially these orthodox monks pay attention to cultivating the mind and body. If they kill too much and have no merit, they will often be unable to advance due to demons in the later stage, or they will not be able to survive the thunder disaster when they advance.

Now there is an opportunity to do good deeds, even if it is for merit, or to pity these wandering souls who have been tortured.

They are all willing to help Zhuzhu open the gate of hell together.

More than 300 Jindan real people obeyed Zhuzhu's order, and shot a Yin-seeking formula at the ground in front of them together.

Fortunately, more than 300 Jindan real people fought together, barely reaching the strength of the real king in the early stage of leaving the body.

The ground began to shake, and gradually cracked a bottomless gap. From the depth of the gap, Zhuzhu vaguely saw a tall and majestic stone gate. Above the stone gate hung the four characters "Yincao Difu".

Those wandering souls seemed to sense the call of the underworld, and they got out of Ye Xiao's body and swam into the crack.

When all these wandering souls entered the gate of the underworld, the gap on the ground instantly closed and returned to its original state.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this scene.

The magic formula just now used almost all of their spiritual energy, but fortunately, they successfully opened the gate of the underworld once.

Everyone was meditating while adjusting their breathing, when they suddenly felt a golden light falling from the sky. Before they figured out what it was, they felt that their souls were much more solid than before, and they were covered with a faint golden light.

Although the color of the golden light was very pale, after everyone figured out what it was, they were so excited that they almost jumped up on the spot.

This is—the golden light of merit!
They actually had a golden light of merit!

Isn't this what those great Buddha cultivators who have achieved success in practice have?
It is said that if a Buddha who has cultivated to the Mahayana has a golden body of merit and virtue on his body, he can easily ascend without fear of any thunder disaster!

Of course, there are monks who have the golden light of merit and virtue, and it is because they have done a lot of good things that they can have it. The more golden light there is, the less they are afraid of any thunder disaster.

But the golden light of merit is extremely rare. Some people have done dozens or even hundreds of good deeds to save the world and help people, but they have not received a ray of golden light of merit. Gradually, no one has the extravagant hope of getting golden light of merit by saving the world and helping people, so these Taoists can only cultivate their hearts. Self-cultivation, try not to cause murder, so that when you become a high-level monk and advance to the next step, those thunder disasters will be easier to strike.

This time they thought it would be good if they could accumulate some merit, but they didn't expect Tian Dao to be so generous and willing to give each of them a golden light of merit.

Of course, Zhuzhu also got a ray of golden light of merit, and she could sense that the golden light of merit on her soul was thicker than that of other monks.

It should have something to do with her breaking Ye Xiao's soul-absorbing banner and releasing tens of thousands of wandering souls controlled by him.

Zhuzhu suspects that the golden light of merit and virtue can be obtained this time because the souls of those mortals have been rested in peace.

The cause and effect of monks killing mortals is extremely heavy.

Orthodox monks value cause and effect, and most of them are of mortal origin, they practice the way of nature, and they pay attention to the cycle of cause and effect.

Therefore, not only will it not harm mortals, but it will also try not to implicate mortals when fighting outside.

Otherwise, they will be burdened with karma. Whether it is advancement or ascension, it will be several times heavier than the thunder calamity caused by killing monks.

However, evil cultivators and devil cultivators will do everything in their power to increase their strength, and will only fight for the day and night, regardless of how the future path of cultivation will go.

This is also the reason why there are fewer high-level monks in the magic cultivator than the righteous monks.

However, a demon cultivator with a higher cultivation base will be much stronger than an orthodox monk of the same realm.

After all, those who can safely survive the thunder disaster that is several times heavier than the advanced monks of the righteous path must have two brushes in their hands.

Now she also has a layer of golden light of merit, and the dispensable ray of murder she caused before is instantly purified by the golden light of morality, and the whole soul is bathed in the golden light, relaxed and comfortable.

I didn't expect such a high return for a good deed done casually.

Everyone was beaming, and Fu Miaomiao also smiled and walked up to Zhuzhu: "Friend Ni, where are we going?"

At this moment, she has completely transformed into Zhuzhu's little follower, and she doesn't want to leave her even a single step.

"Continue to move towards Kongying Island."

There will be so many demon cultivators here in the rear, it can be seen that the front must be fighting very hard, and they can't stop all the demon cultivators, so that these demon cultivators can go deep into the South China Sea.

Although their more than 300 Jindan Daoist can't help much, they can kill a demon cultivator.

"Yes--"

With the golden light of merit and virtue, these Jindan real people obey Zhuzhu's orders.

What's more, Zhuzhu beheaded three demon cultivators by himself. In their eyes, Zhuzhu's prestige has grown to the peak, and she has become the person they most admire.

It can be said that although the three hundred Jindan Daoist people still regard Zhuzhu as a Taoist friend, deep down in their hearts, they have already respected her as an out-of-world expert.

She trusts and supports any decision she makes, and no one raises objections at all.

Zhuzhu is also very happy that the team is so united.

Especially along the way, they worked together to kill more than 1000 foundation-building demon cultivators and more than 300 golden core demon cultivators.

There is also a demon cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul who instinctively sensed that the situation was not good for him after fighting with Zhuzhu for [-] rounds and couldn't take her down, so he used his magic weapon to escape.

Zhuzhu didn't go after her, not because she couldn't catch up, but because she didn't have the confidence to take her down.

Being able to rely on her own Lingbao to draw a tie with the opponent would cripple her strength.

If he got up and chased him, it would be fine if he caught up, but if the other party deliberately lured her into some trap, she might fall into it too.

Of course, she would not be so stupid as to deliberately give away the head, or chase after her own strength, and let the 300 people behind her die with her.

Seeing that they were getting closer to Kongying Island, Zhuzhu and the others finally saw the real Shura battlefield.

Countless stumps and broken arms floated on the sea, and in some places even filled the entire small island.

The blood flowing out of the corpse dyed the seawater thousands of miles deep red.

And that's only part of it.

Dozens of Nascent Soul True Monarchs in the sky are fighting fiercely with their opponents, and where the spell passes, a monstrous blue wave is set off.

Thousands of Jindan real people in the sea are in their own battalion, casting their strongest spells to attack the enemy.

Between the spirit ships and the small island below, those tens of thousands of Foundation Establishment cultivators were fighting together, their clothes and cheeks were stained red with blood, and it was impossible to tell which ones were the Tianyuan Continent cultivators and which ones. It's the Demon Cultivator of Skyland Continent.

The arrival of their 300 people did not cause any splashes.

Because there are too many people on the battlefield, they can't see it at all when they merge into it.

Zhuzhu has already seen the eagerness and urgency in the eyes of the 300 people behind her.

A monk who can firmly follow her all the way to the battlefield is not afraid of death.

They can't wait to join in and have a good time with the magic cultivator of the opposite empty realm continent.

The reason why he didn't move was because he was waiting for Zhuzhu's order.

Zhuzhu also understood, she took a deep look at the 20,000 people who had traveled with her for more than 300 miles to fight here.

Once on the battlefield, there will definitely be people who will never come back, and perhaps they may also be buried here.

But everyone can get acquainted, and they still trust themselves so much, even if Zhuzhu is reluctant to give up, she knows that it is time to say goodbye.

"Go, remember the formations we trained, I hope you can trust your companions to cooperate with each other, so that you can exert your greatest strength."

"You... you won't fight with us?"

Fu Miaomiao and the others did not leave immediately, they heard Zhuzhu's implication.

Of course, they wouldn't suspect that Zhuzhu ran away, they just wanted to ask if she had other plans.

Especially Fu Miaomiao, she was really reluctant to part with Zhuzhu.

Hastily stepped forward and grabbed Zhuzhu's sleeve, with a face full of reluctance and sadness.

Looking at Fu Miaomiao's big wet eyes like a deer, Zhuzhu couldn't help but feel soft:
"Don't worry, we'll see each other again."

After all, she couldn't help reaching out and pinching Fu Miaomiao's chubby face. It was because of this little girl that Zhuzhu changed her inherent impression of Guan Haizong, and changed her view of Guan Haizong a lot.

(End of this chapter)