Occasionally, monks will carry the pilgrim's body and bury it under a big tree.

I don’t know how he died, but his face was ferocious and he died with his eyes open, with a strong resentment.

The little tree has even gained essence and blood, and has long been a long time and has already developed a hazy consciousness.

It does not have much concept of good or evil, but it likes monks in the temple because these monks always bury their bodies nearby, making them stronger and stronger.

Until one day, a body was carried over.

But this time, Xiaoshu could no longer be happy.

This corpse is also a monk, the young monk who grew up with it, chanting scriptures and telling his thoughts.

It felt the negative emotions of "sadness", "pain", and "hatred" for the first time, but it was powerless and could not do anything.

More than ten years later, this place became a mass grave, and the small trees also grew into towering trees.

It also has some ability, and gradually turns all the monks of that year into blood and will never be reborn.

But the little monk can never come back.

Later, several groups of monks came one after another to live in Lanruo Temple, which were constantly repaired and became bloody food.

Finally, Lanruo Temple's reputation as haunted gradually spread far and became deserted.

There are no more monks and little trees here, only the tree demon grandma and countless female ghosts under its command.

...

"Haha, it's really an old story."

Xia Wuji shook his head, smiled and continued to practice.

But I finally understood why there were so many monks' corpses hanging under the roots of the tree.

Time gradually passed, and when it was almost midnight, Yan Chixia, with a solemn expression, found Xia Wuji and said, "I felt a huge ghost energy nearby, trying to break through the boundaries between the Yin and Yang realms and enter the world. The Black Mountain Old Demon and his men are coming."

"Where?"

"Follow me."

The two of them came to the mass grave again, and Yan Chixia pointed forward: "Look, the gap in the underworld has opened."

Xia Wuji followed the trend and looked at it.

On the mass grave, a very tiny white gap appeared in the void.

The ghost generals and soldiers in the Yin Realm will enter the human realm through this black gap.

"So narrow and tight? Can they come out?" Xia Wuji said curiously.

"As the opponent's ghost general casts spells, the gap will become bigger and bigger." Yan Chixia said solemnly.

Sure enough, the gap is expanding bit by bit.

Through this white gap, Xia Wuji could vaguely see the ghost generals and soldiers opposite him, all of whom were full of ghost energy.

Perhaps because there were too many ghost generals and soldiers coming into and out of this gap, the gap became bigger and darker under their gloom.

"Too slow! Too slow! Let me do it!"

A heavy sound came from the gap.

boom!!

Immediately afterwards, a dark and thick yin energy crashed into the gap without any pity.

There were sounds of cracks in the air, and the cracks in the two realms were filled with them, stretched open, torn, and expanded, becoming the shape of this thick yin energy.

"Haha, I'll help you too!"

Puff!

Another yin energy was injected into it, and this yin energy was longer and thicker! It completely tore open the crack in the Yin Realm. When the two yin energy disappeared again, Xia Wuji could already see the vast and black people in the Yin Realm in the crack.

"You dare to offend Lord Montenegro, you are ready to die!"
Chapter completed!