It is extremely rare. As a sect of Yingui, it can be hidden deep in the Wanli Tiancheng where gods gather together for so many years, and has never been eradicated by those famous sects, and it even has some background.

After Chongdelong absorbed the cultivating Yin spirits of this sect, its dragon bones were sublimated with characteristics, which made Chongdelong have a strong body no less than the ancient dragon species!

Chongde Dragon itself has the power to rebirth, and now it has a body that is even more powerful. It is estimated that it will be difficult to kill Chongde Dragon without a Divine Dragon. Even if it is killed, it will be nothing for Chongde Dragon.

Zhu Minglang was in a very happy mood. He didn't expect that he would make a lot of money when he went out to make extra money. It seems that people like him who are particularly attached to God and those who are lucky enough to go out more. Otherwise, if God wants to reward him, he will just smash his cultivation and spiritual foundation on his face lying in his yard. If someone like Huang Yu sees him, he will be scolded for being unfair!

I remember that there are many nameless tombstones in the deepest part of this Zibai Gate. I felt a little strange when I saw it.

After thinking about it carefully, Zhu Minglang decided to go over and take a look.

Stepping into this truly empty Zibai Gate again, passing through the bridge, and entering the deepest part of the sect.

At this moment, the moon had tilted, and the red light could not completely cover the sect. Zhu Minglang also noticed that the positions that were not shining by the red moon showed a real and dilapidated scene.

However, those nameless tombstones, the sloping moonlight divided into layers in the space above the tombstone. Looking carefully, it seemed to have ancient time and space cracks. Under the filter of the moonlight, it was like the sparkling waves rising from a lake!

Zhu Minglang was very surprised, and he didn't expect that there was still a secret here.

Zhu Minglang stretched out his hand and used his hand to push it away.

A thin layer of feeling was like yarn. After Zhu Minglang pushed his hand away, he saw that a bud was growing in the cracks in this space!

This bud is extremely special, bathed in the red moonlight, but it exudes a different kind of holiness.

This bud emitted a faint fragrance. When Zhu Minglang used his spiritual sense to talk, he found that the bud had a layer of soft ripples, and the ripples spreading towards the world like the waves of time...

"Will the Purple Cypress Gate attract these lonely ghosts to come here to learn from their masters and learn from their skills? Are they attracted by this moonlight bud?" Zhu Minglang began to murmur to himself.

This moonlight bud is definitely a good thing.

It not only protects this sect of ghosts, but also makes a place where ghosts gather with spiritual charm.

After all, even a group of lonely ghosts have cultivated here to become the god of the ghost and the ghost immortal. Can a true practitioner attain enlightenment and ascend to heaven?

Zhu Minglang became very interested in the buds in the red moon and decided to take them back... Of course, as long as it does not always attract ghosts to learn from them, Zhu Minglang also plans to train them well.

It's definitely a good thing!

...

Completed the commission.

Zhu Minglang returned to Biluo Island.

When he arrived in the palace, the king Wei Zhen still looked like he couldn't sleep or eat.

"Shaoxian, can you check at Zibai Gate?" Wei Zhen asked.

"I have seen it, and I have worshipped those uncles, uncles, and brothers and sisters of the same school for you." Zhu Minglang replied.

"They...they..."

"They are all ghosts, I have saved them all." Zhu Minglang said in a calm tone.

After hearing this, Wei Zhen's expression changed immediately.

There was fear, anxiety, and some confusion. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"They shouldn't stay in the world. I'm troubled by the young immortals. Thank you again for your kindness." Wei Zhen said.

Zhu Minglang nodded.

The white-haired national master came over and sent Zhu Minglang to leave, and gave the other half of the reward.

Walking outside the palace, the white-haired national master glanced at Zhu Minglang and asked, "Did you really save them?"

"yes."

"But they did nothing wrong, they just survived this in another way..." The old master's eyes were a little strange.

However, before he could finish speaking, Zhu Minglang glanced at the old master who wanted to discuss the truth with him and said, "Believe it or not, I will save you together?"

"Forgive me, young immortal forgive me! I always say when I get older..." the old master said hurriedly.

"Okay, don't cause trouble for me." After saying this, Zhu Minglang turned around and left.

This purple cypress gate...

Although Zhu Minglang just walked around in a hurry, he already knew what was going on.

At that time, Wei Zhen was also a young man who lost the election to a large sect. He was depressed and accidentally arrived at the Zibai Sect.

Perhaps Wei Zhen was born with a pair of eyes that could see the ghost.

Under the nourishment of that special moonlight bud, Wei Zhen never knew that the fellow disciples of the Zibai Sect were actually ghosts, and they also established a deep relationship with them. After all, the entire sect was "unsuccessful" people.

Later, he finally learned the truth, Wei Zhen escaped and never went back.

As for why Wei Zhen was so scared after so long, he even asked the immortal to go to Zibai Gate to take a look. The reason was very simple. It was the national master who was doing it.

This old national teacher is not a human being.

He is a ghost immortal with very high cultivation.

When Zhu Minglang first came into contact with him, he didn't notice any problem with this old national teacher.

After knowing that Chong's spiritual cultivation has been greatly improved and also given Zhu Minglang some of his nature of identifying and vigilance about Yin Ling, Zhu Minglang realized that this old national teacher was actually very not simple, much higher than the Yin Ling Young Master Daoxing who was almost saved by himself.

Ghost immortals are also immortals.

And he is a ghost immortal who has attained enlightenment.

There are so many gods in the world. If they allow this ghost immortal to exist, it will not be their turn to take care of it.

However, this ghost immortal wants to discuss with him whether the Yin Spirit has the power to exist in this world. Sorry, I don’t have the time to mess with you. Don’t mess with me, don’t do evil. The rest is the matter of the Yin Si Shen.

But then again, it is a fact that this king has the "spiritual" physique.

Maybe I can't get rid of being with the Yin Spirit in this life.

...

Zhu Minglang returned to his small villa and walked towards the spiritual herb flower field behind the courtyard.

In the flower field, the little maid Xiao Xiao was taking three little maids to remove insects and water them.

"Xiao Xiao, come here." Zhu Minglang called her.

The little maid came over obediently, owed her body, and then said, "Young Master."

"Identify what this is." Zhu Minglang took out the moonlight bud and asked.
Chapter completed!