Watching the headless corpse only trembled on the ground twice, then lost its breath and stopped moving.

Even the body was swept away by the Yin Qi, becoming stiff and black, cracking like charcoal, and completely dead.

Chen Heng slowly withdrew his gaze and walked out of the door.

Far away.

Yu Wancang and several Taoist priests from the Xuanzhen Sect were standing in the corridor, with their eyebrows lowered and lowered, silent, shivering due to the strong Yin Qi in the abyss.

Seeing that Chen Heng had finished his work, they all did not dare to neglect him and came forward to greet him one after another, bowing and bowing.

"It's just a small effort, you are all too polite."

Chen Heng looked at the miserable conditions of these Taoists who either had their legs broken or had no hands. They all looked depressed. He sighed and said:

"The yin energy in the abyss of the earth is very strong. I have prepared some yang pills with me. Please take them."

"Junior brother Chen, Yan Ping's matter is fair and reasonable. He was angry with you because he was infatuated with Yan Zhen. Even if he died, he couldn't blame others, as well as all the Yan family members, who also sought their own death.

"

The leader, Yu Wanci, was not in a hurry to speak up, but said solemnly:

"We must keep our mouth shut and never leak it. If we violate this, we will be destroyed by heaven and earth, and our souls will be wiped out!"

After he finished speaking, all the Taoist priests of the Xuanzhen Sect were busy swearing and swearing, all of them holding their breath and concentrating.

Chen Heng laughed when he saw this, with a calm expression.

Whether this matter is kept secret or not does not actually have much impact on him. Needless to say, the dangers of Diyuan are quite normal. It is normal for a few people to die, and Yan Feichen can't do anything about it.

Even if he wanted to hold him accountable, he would have to endure it in his heart because of the interests of his family.

After all, the tiger skin from Huashen Mansion is there. Although it has not yet been covered with his body, it is enough to make Yan Feichen worry about it.

"As for the yang elixir, this..."

Yu Wanxi pursed her lips, smiled bitterly after a long time, and said slowly:

"Junior Brother Chen, after discussion with a few others, we have just decided to abandon this dilapidated body and switch to the ghost path, but we no longer need any Yang-type pills."

Chen Heng was slightly surprised and said, "Have you guys thought about it?"

Yu Wansi said sadly: "With missing limbs and a decayed body, we are destined to have no way forward on the orthodox immortal path. Instead of being a useless person to save our lives in the future, we should take a risk and try our luck in the ghost path.

Isn’t it possible that there will be a new world?”

In the practice of orthodox immortality, the physical body and limbs have the reputation of "treasure rafts for crossing the world" and cannot be damaged easily, otherwise there will be no hope of the path.

Especially under the realm of golden elixir, this is even more obvious.

Not to mention that the limbs are destroyed, even if the limbs are innately damaged, they will also lose that vital "innate divine nature", which makes it extremely difficult to practice Taoism.

No matter how hard you work, you will only get a third-grade golden elixir at most, and your soul will be hopeless for the rest of your life.

If the severed hands and feet of Yu Wancang and others are still there and have not been corrupted and lost, it is impossible to say that they can be restored with precious medicine, the severed limbs can be reborn, and the "innate divine nature" can be slowly nurtured, and there is still a chance of enlightenment.

But their severed limbs were chewed alive by ghosts and turned into pools of blood long ago. How could they be restored?

At this time.

Yu Wanxi raised her head and took a deep look, and said: "Junior Brother Chen, even if we turn to the ghost path, we are still following the path of Jingxiu. We will never forget each other in our previous lives!"

Chen Heng nodded and said with a warm smile:

"The turbid yin in the earth's abyss is indeed a blessed place for ghosts to practice. Now that you have made up your mind, I won't give you any more advice. I just wish you a smooth journey and eternal blessings."

Yu Wansi and others thanked each other with their hands, looked at each other, then supported each other and walked into a house.

As soon as the door was closed, as several people began to use magic to transform, there was a strong wind and a rumble.

Within three feet of that house, cyclones were dancing wildly, shaking the eardrums, and the undercurrent was raging.

Chen Heng watched from the side with his hands behind his hands.

After half a stick of incense, a muffled sound erupted, and in the house where Yu Wanxi and the others were retreating, several vague ghostly shadows slowly flew out in the air.

Judging from their brows and facial features, they were clearly Yu Wanxi and others.

"Junior Brother Chen, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. You are freed from the sea of ​​suffering today, and you will be rewarded in the future!"

Yu Wanxi's voice was vague, as if coming through layers of curtains:

"All of our Qiankun bags have been confiscated by the ghosts, and they are only hidden in this mansion. Junior brother, please take them for yourself. It's up to us to show our concern!"

Say it.

She looked at the stiff and motionless body below with infinite nostalgia.

He covered his face with his hands and sighed, which instantly turned into a black smoke and rolled away.

After the other people paid their respects to Chen Heng, they all followed and left.

"Netherworld ghost way..."

Chen Heng's eyes flashed slightly.

And this time.

Song Rupu also brought nearly a thousand people in the crowd to the main hall. They were miserable and miserable. Looking around, everyone was covered in blood and flesh, which made people unbearable to look at them.

Chen Heng inquired about it, and found that except for a few six or seven monks who were still conscious, the rest were all stupid and stupid, which damaged their souls.

"Brother, there is no need to worry. The method created by our senior is very simple. It is just a sixteen-character formula! As long as you recite it orally, you will be able to sense it automatically."

Seeing that Chen Heng was speechless for a moment, Song Rupu quickly stepped forward and said with an apologetic smile:

"Let me leave these trivial matters to my younger brother, and don't bother my brother! Lou Fu has been summoned. He will be able to get here within five days. I have to trouble my brother to wait here."

"It's only five days. I can afford to wait. Please forgive me."

Chen Heng looked at the few monks who were still sane and said:

"If these senior brothers have somewhere else to go, they can just go there. If they want to stay here and wait for Loufu together, I won't do anything to save them."

Those people all bowed and saluted, and spoke their thanks repeatedly.

After scattering some small Baiyang Pills for emergencies.

Chen Heng called Song Rupu aside and asked how ghosts like Ziying could control the evil ghosts in the market at the entrance of the village.

Now I got Song Rupu’s explanation.

After pondering for a moment, he gave him some instructions.

Chen Hengcai went into a secluded room to meditate and regulate his breathing.

About two hours later.

He was full of energy and full of energy.

At this time.

Then he shouted loudly, flew up from the ground, and turned into a pure white light that flew across the sky in an instant.

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Chapter completed!