The chivalrous spirit is fickle

Xiaojiu muttered to herself, no longer looking at the long sword that was transformed by murderous aura. She gently raised her foot, walked down the ruins, and came to an open space. In the open space there was a long mirror with a broken mirror surface and cracks densely packed like a spider web.

Seeing this, Xiaojiu frowned again. This was a spiritual mirror. It was formed when the soul of a person was completely crushed to ashes and the fragments of the soul condensed.

What exactly happened in this charity cemetery?

Xiaojiu gently raised his hand and placed his fair palm on the cracked mirror. The next moment, the mirror surface suddenly rippled like the water surface.

Countless chaotic memory fragments also flooded into Xiaojiu's mind. These were the remaining memories of the soul and could not be preserved for too long.

Memories flashed by quickly, time was disrupted, and the memories of many people were mixed together, making it a mess.

Xiaojiu saw an old man sitting under a locust tree and passed away quietly, but the next moment he saw a woman jump into the river and disappear in the rushing water.

These memories are useless, but they cannot be identified one by one. Outside the soul world, Xiaojiu's original face gradually turns pale, and sweat begins to flow down his white forehead.

Half an hour later, Xiao Jiu suddenly withdrew his hand, looked at the spirit mirror in front of him with a pale face, and said in surprise.

"How could this be?"

Crack! The moment Xiao Jiu retracted his hand, the spiritual mirror suddenly shattered, turning into black debris that flew away with the wind.

Xiaojiu had a complicated expression, but he didn't dare to stay any longer. He turned around and was about to leave, intending to exit the soul world.

However, the moment Xiaojiu turned around, a tall figure appeared in front of Xiaojiu, silently, as if he had always been there.

The man was wearing a Taoist robe, he was tall, but his skin was as pale as snow. He looked at Xiaojiu quietly, but he was like a mountain, making Xiaojiu breathless.

Xiaojiu's expression changed and she distanced herself from that person. For some reason, this person gave her the feeling of an endless abyss, dark and cold, and she was just a grain of sand in the abyss, and she couldn't think of resisting at all.

The man let Xiaojiu keep his distance, his expression was calm, with a bit of chilling indifference, he put his hands behind his back and spoke lightly.

"This is the world of the dead. Little girl, even if you are alive, you shouldn't come here."

Xiaojiu stood firm, his heart filled with fear and shock. He looked at the Taoist as if he was facing a great enemy and asked in a low voice.

"Senior, I know I was wrong. I will leave now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Jiu was about to form a seal, but he was shocked to find that his soul and body were stiff and he could not move at all.

The young Taoist stretched out his hand and grabbed lightly. The darkness was like a shadow and turned into a whisk, which he caught in his hand. The Taoist flicked the whisk and spoke softly.

"So it's an immortal fruit. To be able to cultivate to the ninth level of martial arts, you must have suffered a lot."

As he spoke, the young Taoist priest instantly appeared in front of Xiaojiu. He looked at Xiaojiu, slowly opened his mouth and smiled.

But under the young Taoist's extremely thin lips, there were countless sharp teeth as sharp as knives, like an evil ghost.

Xiaojiu's pupils shrank slightly, and he wanted to resist, but he found that he had lost control of his soul. He was like a puppet, unable to move at all.

However, the young Taoist did not bite Xiaojiu off in one bite, nor did he even touch her soul. Instead, he just smiled, with a hint of sarcasm and disdain in his smile.

"Don't be afraid, I won't eat you."

"A longevity fruit can only make one person immortal, but it cannot make everyone in the world immortal."

“This is not my path to immortality.”

The young Taoist seemed to be quite disdainful of the so-called immortality fruit in his words. Xiao Jiu shuddered when he heard it. This feeling that life and death were all in the hands of other people was truly terrifying.

Xiaojiu quickly calmed down. Her limbs could not move, but she could still speak. Perhaps this was done on purpose by the young Taoist priest.

"If you don't want to eat me or kill me, are you going to let me go?"

The young Taoist smiled when he heard this, and he twirled the whisk in his hand and spoke softly.

"I once made a wish that there would be no more suffering in the world, that people would no longer fear the cold, no longer feel hungry, and no longer experience separation from their loved ones."

"My child, you must have had a hard life."

Xiaojiu was silent when she heard this. She didn't know how to answer. She was an immortal fruit and her master was a monster who raised her just to eat her.

She was locked in a cage, watching her master devouring other people in front of her. Those scenes gave her countless nightmares.

Being an immortal fruit is naturally hard work, but she met Shi Gu.

Along the way, Shigu loved and protected her, so that the horrible nightmare never came again. From then on, Xiaojiu no longer felt how hard her life was.

So, she didn't know how to answer the question from the young Taoist in front of her.

The young Taoist didn't seem to care about her answer, but continued to speak on his own.

"Good and evil have no consequences, so it seems that there should be no taboos."

"When I was young, I took a close look at this world, but the more I looked, the more disappointed I became."

"People die every year from hunger, plague, and floods, and there seems to be no end in sight for such things."

The young Taoist lowered his head slightly, looked at the imprisoned soul of Xiaojiu, and said in a deep voice.

"Child, as the immortal fruit, do you also have resentment towards this world?"

Upon hearing this, Xiaojiu bit her lip lightly, but answered stubbornly.

"No, I never thought of it that way."

"No matter who you are, Senior, I have to tell you that I have lived a very good life."

Hearing this, the young Taoist raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised. Then he chuckled and asked Xiao Jiu.

"So, where are your parents?"

Xiaojiu was stunned when she heard this. Ever since she could remember, she had always been by her master's side and had never thought about this matter.

The young Taoist smiled and shook his head slightly before continuing.

"Have you ever seen your parents? Have you ever thought about what happened to them?"

"Perhaps they starved to death, leaving you an orphan, or perhaps they were forced to sell you, or perhaps your monster master ate your parents and kept you by his side?"

Xiaojiu was shocked. She had never told this dangerous young Taoist about her own affairs. How did he know all this?

In the soul world, can the other party read one's memory?

"You should have had a better life, growing up with your parents, who would love and care for you."

"Instead of locking you in a cage and watching a green-faced, fang-toothed evil ghost eat a living person."

"Child, in this world, no one is without regrets."

The young Taoist's voice gradually penetrated Xiaojiu's ears, making her dazed. She couldn't help but wonder what it would be like if she grew up with her parents.

“This world is not worthy of us, so we must make it a better place.”

The young Taoist narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke softly.

"Worship me as your great lord and call me by my name."

"I will give you immortality and a chance to change the world."

"Call me by my name, zombie."

Xiaojiu's eyes were dazed, but when she heard the word "stiff", she looked up suddenly, her pupils shrank slightly, and she said in a lost voice.

"You are the big demon, zombie?!"

The young Taoist did not hide anything, smiled, nodded, and spoke softly.

"You actually know my name, but it seems like you have a misunderstanding of me."

Xiaojiu's face was pale, without a trace of blood. As a former disciple of Buddhism, she had visited the innate immortal Buddha Master and heard him talk about the zombie disaster of that year.

"You want to turn the entire world into zombies? How can this be considered saving the world?"

Xiaojiu's voice was trembling. It should have been an angry question, but under the invisible pressure of Zhuang, there was only powerlessness and despair.

He held the whisk stiffly and replied with a smile.

"Zombies have no lifespan limit and can help people escape the cycle of reincarnation. Why not?"

Xiaojiu swallowed and replied even though he knew he shouldn't.

"But zombies eat people. Do you know how many people will die?"

Zhuang lightly waved his whisk, no longer smiling, but just spoke indifferently.

"People will eventually die. If you want to help the common people, there will naturally be a price to pay. When there are only zombies left in the world, the zombies will no longer feel hungry."

"In this way, there will be no more famine in the world, and no more fear of natural disasters or man-made calamities. Isn't this perfect enough?"

"Compared to the immortal body that was obtained, the death of the person is naturally a worthy death."

When Xiaojiu heard this, he just felt it was ridiculous. In order to save people, he had to kill more people first. It was absolutely absurd.

Zhuang didn't seem to want to argue anymore. He stretched out his hand, pressed it on Xiaojiu's head, and spoke softly.

"Forget it. If you are so stubborn, let me teach you myself."

"After becoming a zombie, you will understand what a great feat this is."

Xiaojiu looked at the hand that was slowly pressing down on her, feeling despair in her heart and regretting her own arrogance. At the same time, there was a surge of anger that seemed to be burning her blood, making her want to say something.

"You don't even want to save the entire human world!"

Suddenly, Xiaojiu screamed loudly. She looked at the hand pressing down on her and shouted hysterically in anger and despair.

"You can't think of any way to save the world, so you have to deceive yourself and everyone else."

"You are just afraid, tired, annoyed, and have given up! That's why you become a big demon."

"You coward!"

The expression of the zombie moved slightly, but his palm did not stop pressing down. Words could no longer move his heart. He just wanted to turn this little girl in the ninth level of martial arts in front of him into his believer, and turn her into a zombie that obeyed his orders.

clang! ! ! ! !

Just as the sound of Zhuang's palm was about to fall, the sound of a knife suddenly rang out in the soul world.

Jiang suddenly turned around and saw that the murderous knife shadow floating in the air above the ruins of the charity cemetery suddenly turned red.

Suddenly, a giant palm stretched out from the murderous sword shadow and swept over with overwhelming force.

A palm as big as a house brought up a hurricane in the windless soul world and fell heavily, sweeping the zombie away with one palm. At the same time, the giant palm clenched, pinched Xiaojiu's soul and quickly took it back.

The next moment, the zombie that was swept away appeared on the scene again. He looked at the murderous knife shadow with a frown.

"Innate... no... it feels very strange... is there anyone in this world who can use murderous aura as a medium to forcibly enter the soul world?"

……

Xiao Jiu looked at the falling palm and was already in despair. He even prepared the idea of ​​shattering his own soul. However, at the critical moment, he was forcibly pulled out of the soul world by the mysterious giant palm.

All this happened in a short moment, and when Xiaojiu came to her senses, her soul had returned to her body.

In reality, Xiaojiu slowly opened her eyes, but her true energy was too depleted and she fell straight down from mid-air. However, someone flashed and caught her, holding her in his arms.

Xiaojiu sniffed lightly and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. This was the smell she was most familiar with. She looked up and, as expected, saw Shigu's helpless expression.

"Why are you starting to cause trouble for me?"

Shi Gu complained softly, looking tired, and blood was flowing from the sleeve of his right arm, staining his clothes red.

Chapter 61: Green Ox (I)

Drops of blood fell to the ground, but the moment they hit the ground, they turned into a puff of green smoke and evaporated.

Shi Gu hid his palms in his sleeves. The joints of his five fingers were twisted, dislocated, and the bones were broken. He gently put down the frightened Xiaojiu in his arms and spoke in a serious tone.

"Don't mess around anymore. I can't always arrive on time."

Xiaojiu lowered his head subconsciously, but then raised it stubbornly, stared at Shigu, and said.

"A great demon is about to be resurrected, isn't it?"

Shi Gu remained silent and did not answer Xiao Jiu's question. He turned and left. Seeing this, Xiao Jiu quickly chased after him, followed behind Shi Gu and asked.

"Why didn't you tell me that you couldn't do anything on your own."

"If the great devil is resurrected, it will surely bring disaster to the human world."

Shi Gu remained silent and had no intention of speaking. A hint of anger flashed in Xiao Jiu's eyes. She quickly walked past Shi Gu and stopped him.

"I am also a human being. If the great demon brings disaster upon me, I will die too."

"I also have the right to know what to do."

Shi Gu paused slightly, looked at Xiao Jiu in front of him who was almost as tall as him, sighed softly, and said in a low voice.