Chapter 1060: Golden Summit View Again

A genius remembers the address of this site in one second: (Top Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! Looking at the blood stains on the ground, a figure appeared at the foot of Jindingguan Mountain.
A young man dressed in white, bare feet, looked at the red blood stains under his feet, and said nothing.
The blood flowed down from the mountain, and the black and red blood stains seemed to have grievances roaring, full of unwilling roars.
The foot was stepping on the stiff bluestone, but the boy didn't seem to feel anything.
Step by step, stepping up the mountain with blood stains, the sticky blood stains at his feet still haven't completely dispersed.
"I heard the wailing in the wind, unwilling to cry!" Zhang Bairen saw the first corpse at his feet, a pale-faced little Taoist, and his large hollow eyes were full of fear, unwillingness, and yearning for life.
Slowly squatting down and looking at the Dao Tong, Zhang Bairen's delicate palm closed his eyes, and silently chanted the Death Mantra.
One!
Two!
Three!
Zhang Bairen's face was unwavering, and he kept closing his unwilling eyes.
Passing by a fire, the ground is full of bones that cannot be distinguished, and the butter smells evil.
The traces of struggling are especially tumultuous and uncomfortable.
"Oh!" Zhang Bairen continued to walk slowly and came to the top of the mountain. He saw the unwilling and angry Chaoyang ancestor who was kneeling on the ground.
The hole at the center of his brow is particularly eye-catching.
When the spring breeze came, she knelt on the ground quietly.
The fireworks in the main hall in the distance rose, and the fire that had been burning for three days and three nights was still not extinguished. The crows in the sky were constantly crying, and then the crows were eating rotten flesh in their mouths.
"You veteran, the agency is too clever, but Haw's life was missed!" Zhang Bairen squatted next to the ancestor Chaoyang, his words low, with a hint of mockery.
Looking at the unwilling eyes and the flames that were constantly erupting in his eyes, Zhang Bairen's sleeves turned over, and the earth split in an instant, and the body of the ancestor Chaoyang was buried in it.
Zhang Bairen came to Houshan, and the five ghosts around him were carrying corpses. They kept coming to the Tiankeng of Houshan and threw the corpses into the big hole.
Looking at the ignorant three-year-old child with a clean smile on that pure face, Zhang Bairen sighed: "Dust returns to dust, soil returns to earth!"
With continuous chanting in his mouth, Zhang Bairen chanted the Taoist Sutra silently. The door of reincarnation opened in the dark, only to see a trail of ignorant souls submerged in the reincarnation and disappeared.
"Hahaha, the real head teacher is right. The remnant of Jindingguan will definitely come back to collect the corpse. I don't know which one of your remnants belonged to Jindingguan!" The sky Yang Shen floated, and the four primordial spirits came and stopped at Zhang Bairen Ten steps away.
The chanting stopped, Zhang Bairen stood there quietly, looking at the corpse in the pit, showing a sense of melancholy.
"Boy, the ancestor is talking to you, did you hear it! Hand over the heavenly book quickly and spare your life!" An ancestor of the Yang God walked towards Zhang Bairen.
Suddenly manipulating Dao Fa, Zhang Bairen was pulled by the old man and turned around. When he saw the jade-rich boy in front of him, all four of them were stunned.
"Who is this?"
"Such a smart character is rare in the world!"
"Feng Shen Yu Bone!"
"The Bell of Good Fortune!"
All the elders all praised in their hearts, and immediately saw the face of the figure, and a thought came up in their hearts: "This face looks familiar!"
"Boy, you are dumb! Hand over the heavenly book and spare your life, otherwise you have to taste the pain of soul refining!" A green ghost fire appeared in the hands of an ancestor of the Yang God.
Zhang Bairen flipped his palm and took out a simple copper lamp from his sleeve, as if muttering to himself, his eyes looked at the black and red blood stains in the distance: "Do you know who you are talking to?"
As soon as these words came out, all four real people were taken aback.
When Zhang Bairen didn't give the four people time to speak, he suddenly stretched out his palm. This palm seemed to cover the sky and the sun, covering a space and time. The four real people had no time to perform the divine channel method, and they were already taken by Zhang Bairen's magical powers.
The divine light circulated in the oil lamp, countless curses rushed toward the face, and the wailing of pain continued to accompany it.
The lines on the inner surface of the oil lamp flowed, instantly locking the four primordial monks, and then a little faint flame rose slowly.
"Oh!" Zhang Bairen sighed quietly, waved his big sleeves, and instantly pushed the tomb like a golden mountain. A tombstone stood on the back mountain: "The tomb of the tragic death of the Zhang family, Bairen Li!"
"Three people are missing!" Zhang Bairen held his hands and looked at the tombstone for a long time without words. He took out the dry wood and lighted the fire. A large amount of copper coins and yellow paper slowly rose up, drifting into the world of darkness with the flame.
At this moment, Zhang Bairen seemed to see the world in the dark, where countless ghosts were wailing and roaring, but a stone gate that was indescribable was tightly closed, blocking Zhang Bairen's sight.
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"The governor must not be impulsive, where is the ghost gate!" Xu Fu appeared behind Zhang Bairen: "Now Shihuang Town has closed the ghost gate and locked the channel between Yin and Yang. Once the ghost gate is broken, the consequences will be disastrous."
Zhang Bairen retracted his gaze, refreshed his mind, and looked at Xu Fu on one side: "Why do you have time to come here, Mr.?"
Xu Fu took the talisman paper in Zhang Bairen's hand, and then drew on the yellow paper, and the real fire of the three flavors was lit: "Forged a good relationship with the governor, the soul of the Zhang family has entered the Yinsi, and my order will inevitably be blessed."
"Since he is dead, in reincarnation, what's the point of being a member of the Zhang family!" Zhang Bairen burned the yellow paper in his hand, revealing a sense of melancholy.
"There are still alive people in this mountain" Xu Fu looked surprised.
Zhang Bairen was taken aback, Xu Fu stretched out his palm, but seeing the sky and the earth crack in the distance, a dark tunnel appeared.
"Come out!" Xu Fu shouted.
There was a sound of slender dressing, and then Zhang Baiyi, with red eyes and sullen anger, came out first, and knelt down in front of the tombstone for a long time without a word.
The little widow walked out timidly and knelt down behind Zhang Baiyi.
"The two of you are lucky, the Zhang family finally has no end!" Looking at Zhang Baiyi, Zhang Bairen lost a handful of yellow paper.
"Big brother!" Zhang Baiyi fell on his knees: "My Zhang family monk, the eldest brother in cultivation is the most top-notch, and it is obvious to all in the cultivating world. Please also ask the eldest brother to avenge my Zhang family."
"Where is the heavenly book? Why are you practicing Great Joy Zen again!" Looking at the kneeling figure, Zhang Bairen looked indifferent, with a touch of disappointment.
It is true that the mud can't support the wall. My expectations for Zhang Baiyi are too high!
"The Book of Heaven was taken away by the Fourth Uncle and handed over to the Northern Heavenly Master Dao" Zhang Baiyi said.