Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 535 Ji Ji Gather Together

The old man's soul was crystal clear and looked very fresh.

As the old man's soul was ejected, clumps of black, slimy mold-like fragments of the Nine-Headed Serpent were also ejected.

Just like catching apples, Daidaiji shook her head and caught the black clumps one by one.

Zhang Ze stepped forward, looking at the old man he had personally rescued, and hesitated for a moment, "And then what? Just leave him there?"

However, before he could finish speaking, time seemed to stand still around him. The silly girl, who had finally learned how to pinch faces, was frozen in time, and her expression was stretched into the shape of 'carrying a bag of rice up several floors'.

The former sect leader of the Heavenly Sect, who was in a state of spiritual consciousness, opened his eyes.

It seems that his memory is still stuck at the moment he fell into the trap.

"Xiao Jing, die, meow!" The old man roared strangely, and his large hand reached out to grab Zhang Ze in an instant, as if he wanted to refine him in one fell swoop.

Fortunately, Zhang Ze was still wearing mortal clothes.

Like a dream, like an illusion, ascending from the mortal world to immortality.

Zhang Ze's figure blurred and disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already standing behind the old man. He was being pulled by the mortal robe and grabbed at the old man.

The scale of the space was instantly transformed. The old man turned around and saw that Zhang Ze's hand was as big as a mountain.

However, it wasn't that Zhang Ze's hand got bigger; rather, it got smaller.

"You stole my Heavenly Sect's magic treasure and plotted against me!" the old man roared.

However, before he could finish speaking, with a soft "poof," Zhang Ze seized the soul of this senior from the Heavenly Sect using the power of his Mortal Robe.

With the old man taken down, everything around them, which had been frozen in time, returned to normal.

"Um... and then what?" Zhang Ze hesitated to let go.

Fan Chenyi was also speechless. "Don't panic, I'll go explain to him."

As soon as he finished speaking, a wisp of breeze entered Zhang Ze's palm.

However.
Before long, Fan Chenyi's exasperated voice rang in Zhang Ze's ears.

"This old man said I was lying to him, and even called me a lackey who had sided with Xiao Jing!"

Zhang Ze, “.”

He suddenly realized a very serious problem: these old Dengs, who had been swindled out of everything, were now in an extremely sensitive state.

He's only one Five Emperors Coins mask away from becoming a madman, and that's how I, the Taoist priest, am made.

They couldn't tell if it was a dream or reality, or whether the person in front of them was telling the truth or lying.

To avoid being deceived again, they could only assume that everything was fake.

"This is so troublesome." Zhang Ze looked at his clenched fists and felt a headache coming on. If all these seniors were like this, then this rescue work would probably take a long time.

Especially since the Mortal Garment is an external force, the ability to transform the world into mortal realms in one's palm is not unlimited.

If his mortal robe were torn, he might not be able to afford to pay for it even if he sold himself. Most importantly, it would also implicate Senior Sister Lu.

"Lu, I've got it!"

Through the only normal senior sister Lu, Zhang Ze thought of another senior brother who wasn't quite normal, Lu Tianming.

Although she might be a little mentally unstable, she was the only one who knew the situation.

Wake her up first, then ask her to help explain; that might make things much easier.

Without hesitation, Zhang Ze first used the power of the Mortal Robe to temporarily seal the old man and put down Daidai Ji, letting her stay with Fu Ji and A Li before he began to look for where Senior Lu Tianming was hanging.

Not long after, Zhang Ze found Lu Tianming hanging on the side.

Whether it was a coincidence or because she wasn't sleeping soundly, there was visibly an empty space around her, as if she had kicked everyone around her away.

"No way."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Ze saw Lu Tianming open his eyes.

This startled him and Fan Chenyi.

"woke up?"

"No, it seems like I was just sleepwalking."

Instead of approaching immediately, Zhang Ze, dressed in mortal robes, retreated several meters and cautiously looked at the pair of eyes that, though open, were devoid of any spirit.

Upon closer inspection, Zhang Ze discovered that they were not real eyes, but merely the shape of stacked mycelium.

After a long silence, just as Zhang Ze was about to go forward again, Lu Tianming suddenly kicked one of his 'roommates'.

Then came a set of Tiger-Taming and Dragon-Subduing Fist techniques, which rang out like wind chimes all around.

After practicing a set, she closed her eyes and finally calmed down.

Zhang Ze, “.”

Zhang Ze couldn't help but wonder if this person had actually been affected. Judging from her appearance, she seemed quite happy in her dream.

"Has she always been like this?" Zhang Ze asked Fan Chenyi.

“Yes, it’s always been like this.” Fan Chenyi sensed Zhang Ze’s hesitation after saying that, so it immediately added, “Actually, it’s much better now. When she was little, she always wanted to cut me off to use as a waistband.”

Zhang Ze, "..."

Sensing Zhang Ze starting to back down again, Fan Chenyi encouraged him, "Don't be afraid, for world peace."

Zhang Ze, "..."

After hesitating for a moment and confirming that Senior Lu would not suddenly open his eyes again, Zhang Ze began to act.

However, for his own safety, he ran to the side and, from the furthest distance, lifted the mycelium on Lu Tianming's head.

There was nothing wrong with the process, except that it was released in an anime format.

To exaggerate, it was so big it covered the sky; to put it simply, it was a whole wall full.

A massive mass of divine soul erupted forth, and Lu Tianming made a dazzling entrance, pointing one finger to the sky and the other to the earth.

"Damn it, Xiao Jing, come and fight!" She didn't make things difficult for Zhang Ze, but as soon as she regained consciousness, she wanted to rush out and stab Xiao Jing.

Fortunately, Zhang Ze was prepared, and the Mortal Soul Locking Array that he had set up in advance stopped Lu Tianming.

"Why are you stopping me!" Lu Tianming frowned.

This time, Zhang Ze remained silent, and instead, Fan Chenyi negotiated on his behalf.

The main reason was that he felt it was really tiring to talk to this group of old guys who had been offline for who knows how many years.

After a brief negotiation, Lu Tianming had a general idea of ​​the current situation. She stroked her chin and thought for a while before saying, "Simple. It's no big deal if you can't distinguish between reality and dreams. Leave it to me."

After saying that, she rattled off a list of names of pills and talismans to Zhang Ze, just like reciting a menu. Many of these were old names and obsolete items.

Fortunately, Zhang Ze had plenty of supplies. After figuring out the general purpose of the items, he quickly gathered all the necessary supplies for Lu Tianming by upgrading and replacing them.

The talisman emitted green smoke, and the elixir was refined by his divine soul. Lu Tianming's ethereal body became increasingly solid, almost like a real person.

After everything was prepared, Lu Tianming cracked her neck, then conjured a starlight greatsword in her hand. With a roar, she jumped into the magic orb that temporarily sealed the old man, who was also Lu Tianming's master and the former sect leader of the Heavenly Sect, and began her reasoning and persuasion.

The process went smoothly. The old man was very obedient and sensible. Before long, with Lu Tianming's persuasion, not only did Miaomiao's verbal tic disappear, but her eyes also became clear.

The reason this happened was not because of the deep bond between master and disciple, nor because Lu Tianming truly moved his master with truth, goodness, and beauty like a magical girl, but because Lu Tianming had great strength.

A powerful sword strike descended from the sky, piercing through anyone who landed, leaving their eyes clear and bright.

As for whether this was a case of betraying one's master and ancestors or a friendly sparring match between master and disciple, Zhang Ze dared not ask and could only pretend that he knew nothing at all.

After the master and apprentice reconciled, they began helping Zhang Ze find his next victim. As peers, they clearly understood each other far better than people from later generations like Lao Tang; they knew exactly who was stubborn and who was mentally unstable.

Soon, they identified their target as Old Deng from Medicine King Valley, who had grass growing on his head.

According to the master and apprentice, this person was rather incompetent, making them virtually invincible in a fight.

They floated behind Zhang Ze, one on each side, watching him tend to the mycelium. Lu Tianming rubbed his hands together, while the old man listened intently to everything around him.

Perhaps because he was rather inexperienced, the soul of the Herb Immortal of Medicine King Valley was noticeably paler and less solid, with some parts still containing soup and water.

Upon opening his eyes, the Grass Immortal naturally couldn't distinguish them either. However, he hesitated for a moment because he didn't recognize Zhang Ze, but he did recognize Lu Tianming and his apprentice.

Before he could even think of anything, or even meow, the old man dragged him to the ground. Then he saw Lu Tianming raise the Great Bright Heaven-Opening Sword again.
Although the old man's technique was not as bold and sweeping as his apprentice's, it was exquisite and skillful. Soon, the grass fairy's head blossomed with flowers, and he was forcibly brought back to his senses.

As the saying goes, if you've been caught in the rain, you're bound to splash others too. Ideally, you'd drive a water truck, spraying water as you drift along the edge of puddles.

After greeting his unseen disciples and grand-disciples through Fu Ji Zhuan Lili, the Grass Immortal joined Lu Tianming and his disciples' persuasion team.

After that, things became much easier, and Zhang Ze didn't even need to lift a finger.

After learning the skill of cutting mycelium, the three of them stepped forward to help, speeding up the cutting process.

Not only did the speed of the slinging double, but as more and more people woke up, there were even strange sights of three consecutive slinging and five consecutive sprays.

Then, amidst a strange mix of discomfort and pleasure, those who woke up were grabbed and, regardless of their consciousness, given a good beating.

Although the scene was chaotic, upon closer inspection it was actually quite orderly.

Ah Li, who was watching the show from the ground with an umbrella, reached out and covered Dai Dai Ji's eyes.

"Good children shouldn't look at these things."

"Oh?" Dazed Princess didn't understand what A-Li meant. Stubbornly ignoring A-Li's suggestion, she stuck out a pair of eyes like a snail on her head and continued to watch the show.

Zhang Ze, who had become somewhat idle, began to ask Lu Tianming, who was tired of playing around, and several other seniors who were also bored and didn't want to play around, some random questions.

Afterwards, he took some time to contact his uncle, who was out looking for a cat. He learned from him that as the souls of these predecessors were released, the existence of Xiao Maoniang began to become unstable, seemingly on the verge of collapse at any moment.

Having discovered the anomaly, he desperately wanted to return to the capital, but due to his weakened strength, he could not escape even if he wanted to.

After Zhang Ze personally pulled him out, the last senior of the Sword Sect slowly opened his eyes.

Perhaps due to the weakening of his control, he was quite lucid at this moment, especially after seeing Zhang Ze's sword sect robes, which filled him with relief.

However, before he could even speak, he saw his dozen or so old friends, bastards, leeringly extend their large hands.

"You're awake. It's tens of thousands of years from now."

"Brother Wang, don't move around. You're still not fully awake. Let me help you calm down."

"Yes, yes, it's been a long time. I wonder if your sword is still sharp, meow. Cough."

Without further ado, they dragged the unfortunate Brother Wang aside, and a senior Buddhist monk picked up the tattered bag that Zhang Ze had borrowed from the young monk and slipped Brother Wang inside.

Zhang Ze, “.”

After the last predecessor was forcibly restarted, Xiao Jing's artificial Fu Ji plan almost completely failed, and as a result, Fu Ji's control over the entire Baiyujing also greatly increased.

She began to drive Xiao Jing away.

Mao Mao, the half-deer Sula, and those little twin tails have been sent by Fu Ji to outside Baiyujing.

Meanwhile, many of the Xiao cat girls in their dimension had already disintegrated due to losing control, and those that hadn't disintegrated were killed by Qin Lang and the others who came from the hole dug by A Li.

Dimensions began to merge, and little rotten princesses sprouted from the earth. They rubbed their hands together and began to clean and wash the ground, tidying up their old home that they hadn't returned to for a long time.

While cleaning, these young bros loudly plotted how they could use their numbers to bully the silly princess and show her what it meant to be a king or queen, and what a high-class society was all about.

In short, everything seems to be moving in a stable direction.

Ah Li sat lazily on the ground, let out a long yawn, and thought to herself that she could finally go home.

The rest will be handled by Lao Deng.

But just as Ah Li was starting to think about what to eat when she got home, she suddenly noticed something was wrong.

It seems there's an extra person here.

As a warehouse manager who has come to life, Ah Li is bad at math, but she is very fast at counting, almost to the point of instinct.

One's own eyes are a ruler; one can tell at a glance how many steamed buns or dumplings there are, and the same applies to counting people.

Ah Li clearly remembered that there were 314 people hanging here before the old man was killed, but now there are 315 souls here.

Upon realizing something was wrong, Ah Li didn't hesitate and pulled out the tortoise shell that Zhu Luo had given her, shouting, "There's one more person!"

Ah Li has a loud voice, and her trick of throwing the turtle as a signal is very effective.

As the tortoise shell spun on the ground, Zhu Luo's figure invaded this space. At the same time, the seniors in their divine soul state began to check on their friends.

Soon, someone discovered where the extra person was.

In the center of the black mirror lake below the space, a semi-transparent divine soul lay, seemingly observing the peculiar source of all laws.

Because he was so quiet, he hadn't attracted anyone's attention before, but when everyone looked at him, he suddenly looked up and smiled.

A very annoying face.

It is Xiao Jing.

Before the thunder of Zhu Luo and the Daoist techniques of the six sects' predecessors struck him, he sank into Mirror Lake.

Further below the source of all laws, darkness surged, and a hand reached out and grasped the tattered source of all laws.

When Xiao Jing carried out the artificial rotten princess project, although he separated his soul, his body was not destroyed. Instead, he hid it under the source of all laws and used yin and yang to nourish and refine it, transforming it into an indestructible immortal body.

The rare and precious materials offered to Baiyujing, after their essence was absorbed by the source of all laws, left over all for this body.

The strange black energy that was banished from Baiyujing and polluted the cultivators' realm is the price this body has paid to survive until now.

However, what is more intriguing than his body is an object in his right hand.

It resembles a short sword, or a curved blade, formless and chaotic, constantly changing shape.

Looking inside, it's like falling into an endless starry sky.

Upon seeing the strange magical artifact, Lu Tianming immediately realized something. She exclaimed "Holy crap!" and once again unleashed her Great Bright Heaven-Opening Sword, slashing at Xiao Jing, who was hiding beneath Mirror Lake.

At the same time, she blocked Zhang Ze's path.

Unfortunately, it was all for naught. Xiao Jing, hiding behind Mirror Lake, simply waved his treacherous blade, and a deep, bone-revealing wound appeared out of thin air on Zhang Ze's chest.

The strike bypassed Zhu Luo, Lu Tianming, Fan Chenyi, and the protective arrays surrounding Zhang Ze, striking him directly.

The writhing darkness and starlight clung to it, and even an innate Dao body could not restore it.

Within that wound, a faint, colorless light could be seen emerging.

That was the core of the source of all laws that had been integrated into Zhang Ze's soul.

However, just as Zhang Ze's consciousness began to blur, Fu Ji and Dai Dai Ji appeared on his left and right sides.

At the same time, the Source of All Laws, which was clearly in Xiao Jing's hands, was released, floated out of Mirror Lake, and drifted towards Zhang Ze.

Dumb Princess, "Master."

Fuhime, "Merge!"

As the two finished speaking, a colorless light engulfed the entire space.

(End of this chapter)