In the southern suburbs of Changle, Wanghaifeng Shuiyan Temple.

The ancient bell, which has been through more than a hundred years of vicissitudes, suddenly rings without ringing!

"Tong~~~Tong~~" The distant and thick bell rang through the temple, and monks and tourists who came to the temple to burn incense were looking at each other!

"Amitabha, great kindness, great kindness!" A old Zen master with white hair suddenly walked out of the inner courtyard of Shuiyan Temple. Looking at the direction of the ancient bell, he chanted the Buddha's name, his face full of compassion!

"This bell, this bell will ring by itself!" A tourist who happened to pass by the bell tower pointed at the ancient bell in horror and said loudly.

In fact, without saying that many tourists have noticed such an oddity, and they are all stunned!

Some tourists who were quick to react had already taken out their mobile phones and began to record this rare wonder!

Some loyal believers, when they saw such a scene, raised the Buddha's name and bowed far away to the direction of the bell tower!

Today is a cloudy day in Changle, and the gray weather makes people feel a little uncomfortable. But as the bell rang, the mist in the sky actually dissipated rapidly. At the same time, the dazzling sunlight shone, crossing the buildings and people in the temple with a layer of brilliant golden light!

Seeing this scene, more people knelt down!

Shuiyan Temple was originally a century-old temple, and its incense was effective. Now such strange phenomena have suddenly arrived, which makes the believers believe that it was the Buddha's appearance. They were so excited that they could not be themselves, and some even burst into tears on the spot!

More than thirty kilometers north of Changle County, there is an abandoned mass grave in a continuous mountain range.

In the difficult times, many families who died and had no money to bury their bodies often buried them here. It is said that in the war years, this place was once a massacre of a massacre by the Japanese army. Villagers from nearby villages said that every early month and midnight, there was a roar of cold wind and ghosts crying, which was scary.

And deep in the mass grave, there was a Taoist in gray clothes sitting upright. If Chu Yang and Lu Yuan were here at this moment, they would definitely recognize this Taoist at a glance, which was the Lu Yiqing who almost killed Chu Le'er that day.

At this moment, he was holding a black flag with a strange pattern in his hand. He was muttering something there, and a stream of death that could not be seen by the naked eye rose from the soil in all directions and gathered towards the black flag.

Last time he fought with Chu Yang, Lu Yiqing escaped with injuries. After recovering, Lu Yiqing was thinking about revenge all the time. A few days ago, he accidentally found this yin land and was overjoyed. He began to sacrifice and refine a sinister magic weapon here - the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul-Devouring Flag!

This vicious magic weapon was recorded in an ancient scroll that Lu Yiqing accidentally obtained. It can capture three souls and seven spirits, and is extremely cruel.

Suddenly, the sky light appeared, and the fog clouds that originally covered the sun quickly dispersed. The sunlight with a grand aura suddenly dispersed, and the gloomy aura here was suddenly dispersed!

"Ah~~~~~~~" There were countless invasive ghost crying sounds in Lu Yiqing's ears. At the same time, he opened his eyes and was shocked to find that the black gas was dissipated in an instant under the sunlight, like rolling soup and pouring snow!

"Puff~~~" A mouthful of bright red blood sprayed from Lu Yiqing's mouth, and then he felt a chill rising from his feet and instantly rose to the base of his thighs!

"No, backfire!" Lu Yiqing's soul flew outside the sky. At the critical moment, he bit his tongue and connected several handprints with both hands. Blood in his heart spurted out, forcibly cutting off his connection with the Ten Thousand Ghosts' Soul-Devouring Flag!

Feeling the chill gradually faded, Lu Yiqing collapsed softly on the ground.

Looking at the small flag from afar, the originally pitch black color has now turned into light gray. Lu Yiqing knew that his efforts over the past few days have been wasted.

That's not all. Just now, when the ghost flag backfires, Lu Yiqing's vitality was severely damaged. Without three or five months of hard work, he could not recover!

Lu Yiqing looked at the sky with grief and anger, and shouted shrillly: "Who is plotting against me? I will definitely stay with you until I die!"

More than 200 kilometers southwest of Changle, a Zen room in Yihe Garden, Yanjing City, is a master of Chinese studies, Nan Huaizi, is talking to an experienced Taoist.

Suddenly, Nan Huaizi's expression moved, and after leaving one son, he hurried out of the Zen room!

Looking from the northeast direction, the noble righteousness that came from faintly made Nan Huaizi change his color slightly!

Immediately afterwards, the Taoist also left the Zen room and looked in his direction. After a long time, he murmured to himself: "The great energy rushes to the night, and the clouds are clear and the sun is clear. Could there be a treasure that is born?"

Nan Huaizi stood with his hands behind his back and said nothing for a long time.

Everyone in the world said that Nan Huaizi was deeply aware of Yi principles and was educate in the secular world. He had reached a height that other monks could not reach.

But only after reaching his level can we understand how difficult the path to practice is, especially in this era of advanced technology and in the late era of cultivation, it is even more difficult to reach the sky.

Nan Huaizi no longer cared about secular reputation. At the age of a hundred years, his only hope in this life is to pursue the path of immortality. However, the path of immortality is so difficult. The more you learn, the more you know your own gap!

The path of immortality is hard to find, but Nan Huaizi never gave up for a moment!

At this moment, feeling the righteous spirit that is thriving in the sky and earth, Nan Huaizi's eyes gradually changed from calm to excitement and expectation.

"Fellow Daoist Shi, this is not treasure light." Nan Huaizi said calmly.

After hearing Nan Huaizi's reminder, Dao Ren Shi stopped talking, but carefully felt the righteous spirit. After a long time, he looked shocked and said, "It turns out that it is not Baoguang. Could it be that it is those people who have come out of the world?"

Nan Huaizi said: "It's not certain now, I want to go there in person."

"I'll go with you!" Dao Ren Shi said immediately.

The two of them looked at each other and both saw the excitement in each other's eyes!

At this moment, Chu Yang didn't know at all that his song caused such a huge disturbance!

This is why he did not understand the "My God Jue". No matter what the music is, as long as the mental method of "My God Jue" is used during the performance, it will no longer be an ordinary song, but a song with the supreme music spirit. To put it simply, it is the sound attack effect of a monk with his own sound. However, this sound attack effect is thousands of times better than the methods of a monk with sound!

"The First Symphony Overture" is so powerful that with his current cultivation of foundation building, he can't play this song rashly until the end. Fortunately, he only played a short music, a little more than three minutes. But despite this, he has consumed all his soul and true energy. It is probably difficult to make up for it without ten days and half a month of rest!

At this moment, the soul of the Wuyin Guqin was furious in the Guqin space and cursed!

"This idiot! Who asked him to play this song with the official palace? I finally found a cultivator in this bird place. If he died, I don't know when he would wait. This bastard! Stupid!" Qin Hun was anxious and brought out all the national curses on the earth.

However, no matter how he scolded him at this moment, Chu Yang could not hear it. With Chu Yang's current cultivation level, he was not enough to refine the soundless guqin, so he could not communicate with him freely. The guqin is seriously damaged now, and his strength has also been greatly reduced. It is impossible to contact Chu Yang on his own initiative. At this moment, he really regretted not explaining the key points of the use of "Le Shen Jue" at once. Now that this kid has caused such a big disaster, he might even cause any big trouble!

Chu Yang sweated like slurry, and had no strength at all. His dantian was also empty, and there was no trace of true energy. He smiled bitterly, thinking that he didn't expect to play so much this time!

He really didn't expect that the use of "The Legend of the Gods" by Zheng Gong Leyi was completely different from the "The First Symphony Overture". Although the former consumed the soul and true energy, it was slow and not large, and he could fully support it. However, the "The First Symphony Overture" was just the opposite. It consumed the soul and true energy, which was so violent! If the movement was not short and played for another three or two minutes, Chu Yang would have been so guilty that he would have given his life here. That would have been a pity!

However, Chu Yang looked at Su Bancheng and Tan Jingzhu on the sofa. The two of them looked as usual and had a peaceful expression. The faint aura of death in their bodies had long disappeared, and a hint of relief appeared on his face.

After so much effort and so much risk, it was finally not in vain. Once the death energy on these two people was eliminated, there was no need to worry about the backlash. As long as they no longer did this kind of life in the future, their bodies would naturally recover slowly.

After Chu Yang confirmed that they had nothing to do, he ignored it and secretly circulated his true energy and slowly recovered his physical strength.

After an hour, Chu Yang felt that he had recovered a little strength and stood up on the edge of the piano. Chu Yang sat back on the sofa and rested for a while before he felt better.

However, it is impossible to use the "Le Shen Jue" again. Chu Yang felt that his soul was seriously damaged this time and he didn't know how long it would take to recover.

However, Chu Yang felt that his efforts were worth it to help Su Hongying's parents relieve the pain.

"I hope they can cherish it in the future." Chu Yang looked at the unconscious Su Bancheng and his wife next to him and said to himself.

Half an hour later, Su Bancheng and Tan Jingzhu woke up one after another.

After regaining consciousness, Su Bancheng's first reaction was to shrink back. At this moment, his eyes at Chu Yang were no longer calm and scrutinized before, but became a little panicked.

"What's going on? Chu Yang, what did you do to us?" Su Bancheng said in a hoarse voice, while hugging his wife Tan Jingzhu tightly.
Chapter completed!