My wife is Invincible East

They were being hunted by someone, and the person being hunted was in an urn he was holding. It was a female ghost. Humans and demons shouldn't be connected, and it was even more taboo for humans and ghosts to be together, not to mention that he was a cultivator.

When Shi Yun opened his eyes, the old monk also sensed that he was awake.

"Yun'er, I told you long ago that you still have a love tribulation to face, so I didn't let you shave your head and practice cultivation. Now that I am about to die, whether you can escape the clutches of the Black Mountain Demon depends on you."

After the old monk finished speaking, his body suddenly slumped down on his robes.

"Brother Yun, please let me go. I have already implicated your master, and I don't want to implicate you again!" A woman's voice came from the urn.

Shi Yun looked at the urn and saw a beautiful woman. She was his fiancée before he became a cultivator. They had been childhood sweethearts, but just before they got married.

Shi Yun met his master and displayed an immortal demeanor in front of him. As a result, he ran away, gave up the worldly life, and became his disciple. However, he did not expect that when he met his fiancée again, she was already a ghost.

"What is cultivation? It is about cultivating the mind. If there is something missing in the mind, how can the cultivation be complete?" Shi Yun suddenly remembered what his master said when he left the mountain gate to gain experience.

"Can you give up your heart for your own Buddha? Can you give up your Buddha for your heart?"

When Shi Yun looked back again, the master's body was already fading, but gradually turned into a relic with the sound of Sanskrit resounding inside.

Shi Yun's body trembled, and he hugged the urn tightly in his arms. He bowed to the relics of his master and cried out, "The Buddha had a great wish, willing to sacrifice his life to feed an eagle. Now, Yun'er is willing to follow the Buddha's example and sacrifice his life to save others!"

Zhu Moye chopped at the rotten zombies that emerged from the dilapidated Lanruo Temple one by one with great resentment in his heart. Although he did not have enough strength, he persisted with his cleverness and the awareness that he had already had in his heart, but he kept cursing!

"Extras are people too, they have human rights, okay?! I don't ask for fairness, but it doesn't mean they're just going to end up like this, it's a rip-off!"

Suddenly, the surroundings changed, and Zhu Moye found himself in the darkness. Although it was very strange, at least the endless stream of zombies in front of him disappeared!

Guangyi kissed the princess in his arms, but the next moment he was shocked to find that the princess was gone. He was holding a zombie, disgusting and extremely smelly.

He could only scream as the zombie bit his neck. Guangyi's body twitched, blood splattered everywhere, and he died inexplicably.

Li De suddenly felt a strong wind coming from behind. He looked back in surprise, only to see the man slashing towards him with a sword.

"You are not trustworthy!" The long sword came towards him and split Li De into two halves with one sword.

Qing Yanzi suddenly felt his body transform, and in the moment his mind cleared, he finally saw a familiar giant sword floating in the air, as if controlled by an invisible hand, slashing towards his forehead.

"Why does this move look so familiar? Which fellow disciple is plotting against me?" Qing Yanzi opened her eyes wide and looked towards the opposite side. Behind the light emitted by the big sword, Qing Yanzi saw Yang Chan, who turned around and left indifferently.

Qingyanzi screamed, her body was split into two halves in the air, and fell to the ground.

Shi Yun suddenly discovered that his master's relics were floating above his head. Rays of wisdom light descended, his cultivation continued to grow, his hair disappeared silently, and the flying speed of the cassock continued to increase. There was a bright light in front.

Shi Yun suddenly realized that as long as he flew into the light, he would be safe and could rescue his fiancée, so that she would no longer suffer from the oppression of the Black Mountain Demon.

Zhu Moye finally saw the movement behind him clearly. It was a cassock with a monk sitting on it. On his head was a bead, which was still glowing, like the Milky Way, pouring light into the monk's mind.

Zhu Moye also saw the light ahead. Familiar with the plot, Zhu Moye knew that as long as the monk rushed to the light with the urn, they would escape.

Yang Chan's marriage will be linked to this monk, who will be reincarnated after his death, until he becomes Liu Yanchang. The Three Holy Mothers will gradually gain enlightenment and find the person who saved her several lifetimes ago.

The two will get married, have children, and...

Zhu Moye gritted his teeth fiercely. Everything had been completely exposed. Someone was trying to steal his secrets, his chance and destiny.

Of course, these opportunities were not originally Zhu Moye's, and now they are simply being returned to their original owners. However, Zhu Moye has already entered this world and has a karmic connection with it. If his karmic connection is taken away, Zhu Moye will be rejected by this world.

Then everything in Journey to the West began to reject Zhu Moye, until...

What would be the outcome? Zhu Moye didn't know. Perhaps he could leave the world of Journey to the West, but he would fail to complete his mission and be wiped out. Or perhaps he would never have the chance to leave the world of Journey to the West, and would be wiped out right here!

Zhu Moye looked at the cassock flying towards him at high speed, and a murderous intent suddenly emerged in his heart! This had nothing to do with grudges or hatred, but was about life and death!

Chapter 728: The Black Mountain Demon's Pursuit

Everything in front of me is dark and there is a murderous look in my eyes!

There was a bright light not far ahead, but at first it seemed far away. All he could see was the bright light emanating from the robes.

The golden light was brilliant, but it was severely suppressed within a small area.

Zhu Moye felt his strength was constantly recovering, albeit slowly, but it was recovering. The most obvious thing was his sight, as if there was an inexplicable feeling, and Zhu Moye felt that the world was beginning to reject him.

This feeling is tiny, but it's like a seed being planted. Its power is small now, but it will eventually grow and become a towering tree.

The cassock was getting closer and closer, and Zhu Moye could already see clearly the patterns on the urn in the monk's arms.

"Hey, it's you!" Obviously, Shi Yun also saw Zhu Moye. Shi Yun waved at Zhu Moye, and the cassock actually flew towards Zhu Moye.

"Come up quickly!" Shi Yun shouted, his eyes still glancing around, and then a hint of understanding flashed through his eyes. He knew that the others were already dead.

A soul suddenly emerged from the urn. It was Yang Chan. The latter looked at Zhu Moye with a look of three parts of intimacy and seven parts of disgust.

Zhu Moye felt the fluctuation of the voice transmission, but his magic power was recovering too slowly at this time, and he could not hear what Yang Chan was saying to Shi Yun.

Shi Yun looked a little hesitant, and there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes as he looked at Zhu Moye. His reaction was very obvious in that the cassock stopped a few feet in front of Zhu Moye.

The cassock did not fly away, but it did not get closer. It kept its speed and circled around where Zhu Moye was.

"Chan'er said that you are a demon, and there is an aura about you that makes her feel uneasy!" Shi Yun said to Zhu Moye on the cassock, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone.

When he was in Liujia Village, perhaps because of Buddhism, Zhu Moye did not have much contact with the monk named Shiyun.

However, he had never expected that the most unexpected person would become the one with whom he had a great karmic connection. It was obvious that this monk now had a great advantage, and Yang Chan's incarnation was already 70% interested in this monk.

Zhu Moye suddenly realized that he could not kill the monk, even if his magic power was fully restored at this time. Because what the two of them were fighting for was a marriage, but marriage was definitely not something that could be estimated by magic power.

If Shi Yun was killed, he would remain in Yang Chan's heart forever. When her memory slowly recovered, she would remember everything. Everything that happened here would leave a seed in Yang Chan's heart, which would then take root and sprout.

At some point in the future, Shi Yun will become the Liu Yanchang in Yang Chan's heart.

But not killing him and helping Shi Yun escape completely fulfilled their marriage. After seeing everything in this place, Zhu Moye knew very well that he was nothing here.

Among those four people, three died, and the monk rose up, and the opportunities that originally belonged to the four people were gathered on him alone. What a great destiny!

But Zhu Moye, who also survived, might have been a little weak in the test because no one took it seriously. The subsequent appearance of those rotten corpses that wiped him out was proof that Zhu Moye could not enjoy the opportunity here.

Zhu Moye sacrificed his life to save this man and this ghost, and helped them both to be together. The two of them would remember his kindness, but Yang Chan in this state would never think that Zhu Moye was that important to her.

Others will live together happily, but Zhu Moye can only die far away from home. At most, Shi Yun will erect a tombstone for him and pay homage to him occasionally.

This is the difference in the size of blessings, one is supported and the other is excluded!

Yang Chan was still trying to persuade Shi Yun not to take Zhu Moye up, but Shi Yun's brows tensed and relaxed, hesitant. Meanwhile, behind them, the Black Mountain Old Demon's control of the Black House was approaching, and lanterns were dancing forward, shooting towards them.

It would take at most half an incense stick of time for them to arrive. As the Black Mountain Old Demon approached, the suction force grew stronger and stronger, even reaching a certain distance where they could not escape at all.

Shi Yun finally made up his mind. He stepped forward and his robe flew towards Zhu Moye. Shi Yun called out, "Brother, please come up!"

Yang Chan screamed, her expression suddenly filled with resentment. She shouted loudly: "He's pedantic, he will kill us. His goal is to snatch me from you.

I don't want to follow him, I want to follow you. Remember you abandoned me for the so-called practice back then? Are you going to abandon me again?"

Zhu Moye stared at Yang Chan, who stared back angrily. Only occasionally did a glimmer of clarity flash across her eyes, with a hint of confusion and inexplicable confusion within, as if even she herself didn't understand why she hated Zhu Moye so much.

It seemed as if there was a mysterious force guiding her thoughts.

The cassock continued to fly, but it was getting further and further away from the light ahead. Shi Yun's expression was filled with panic. If it weren't for the relic on his head constantly emitting Buddha light, Shi Yun would have long since collapsed from the suction behind him.

Zhu Moye sat very steadily, and Yang Chan was placed on the urn. As long as the urn did not fall, she would not be sucked away by the Black Mountain Demon behind her.

"Hahahaha!" The laughter of the Black Mountain Old Demon behind them was rampant, and the laughter sounded like thunder in the ears of the two people and the ghost.

Zhu Moye's mind moved, and he felt that his magic power was recovering. As the Black Mountain Old Demon approached, his magic power recovered faster and faster. At this moment, Zhu Moye felt that he had the ability to fly and hide.

Zhu Moye did not move. The more critical the moment, the more calm he had to be. Otherwise, he would make more mistakes and help others to make wedding clothes. Seeing Shi Yun's efforts, Zhu Moye liked the little monk even more. He was indeed a good monk with both good appearance and good wisdom.

Unfortunately, we have different ideas and cannot work together!

"Go down quickly. Don't you see that Brother Yun can't hold on any longer? As long as you go down, we can escape from the clutches of the Black Mountain Demon?" Yang Chan suddenly said.

This didn't sound like Yang Chan's voice. It seemed like someone was possessing her and speaking through her mouth.

Zhu Moye also felt a slight fluctuation of magic power on Yang Chan, which was very small, like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time.

Shi Yun was oblivious to the outside world at this point, his entire mind focused on resisting the black-faced Black Mountain Demon's suction. Despite Shi Yun's efforts, even with the relic above him radiating like a full moon, the speed of his cassock continued to slow. Instead of flying toward the light, the three of them flew backwards, towards the Black Mountain Demon behind them.

Chapter 729 Swallowed

"Are you Zhu Moye?" These words suddenly came out of Yang Chan's mouth.

Zhu Moye was almost frightened to the point of falling off his robes. He stared at Yang Chan and shouted, "What did you call me?"

Yang Chan's face was covered in darkness, and she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

A female ghost vomiting blood? What kind of concept is this! Zhu Moye was frightened, but he saw a green light suddenly lit up in Yang Chan's eyes, and a lotus swayed inside. Suddenly, a golden light shot out from the lotus and rushed into Zhu Moye's forehead.

Zhu Moye was shocked and quickly focused his attention on the scene in his mind. The golden light did not cause any damage to his mind, and an image suddenly played in his mind.

In the picture, the Third Holy Mother has grown into a fairy. The playful and mischievous Third Holy Mother decides to come down to earth for a stroll. On a street, she sees an old blind man with a small stall with four large characters on it: "Iron Mouth Divine Prediction!"

The Third Holy Mother felt very sorry for the old blind man and gave him a few coins, but the old blind man tried to stop her.

"Miss, I won't accept any reward without merit. Since you left me some coins, why not have me tell you my fortune?"

On a whim, Yang Chan said, "Okay, then tell me your marriage destiny?" She was a deity, so how could she talk about fate? She was just teasing the old blind man. She didn't mean to have any bad intentions, she just thought it was fun.

The old blind man prayed devoutly for the divination three times. After three attempts, he bowed respectfully to Yang Chan and said, "It turns out that a fairy has descended to earth. Unfortunately, I am already blind and cannot see her true appearance!"

Yang Chan was shocked. He had never expected that the old blind man could see through him. With a hint of shock in his heart, Yang Chan could not help but ask quickly: "Then, old sir, may I ask how the hexagram is displayed?"

"The fairy lady is destined to be with a mortal!" the old blind man said, turning and leaving. Yang Chan was stunned, yet also a little ashamed and angry. How could she, a fairy, be destined to be with a mortal? But when she tried to find the old blind man again, he seemed to have blended into the crowd and could no longer be found.

When Yang Chan grew up, some elders figured out that she was destined to be with the Human Emperor, whose name was Zhu Moye!

Seeing this, Zhu Moye's expression suddenly got shocked. He finally understood why the Third Holy Mother Yang Chan came to find him, and why she kept looking at him. It turned out that Yang Chan came for marriage.

Zhu Moye suddenly understood everything. It turned out that someone had calculated the changes in Yang Chan's marriage, and then deduced the changes in the world, and he, Zhu Moye, was the biggest variable.

That's why the Liujia Village son-in-law recruitment event happened. Everything is to change Yang Chan's marriage and let everything return to the previous track.

Zhu Moye also understood why his magic power was gradually recovering, and even the Third Holy Mother Yang Chan was gradually regaining consciousness.

Zhu Moye was extremely proud. It was true that he was not from this world, but he was involved in cause and effect with this place, so now he was a person of this world.

Existence is the truth! Entering this world is because a powerful system replaces Zhu Moye to bear the cause and effect here.

Zhu Moye has now integrated into this world, so if you want to change the weirdness of Zhu Moye's life now, you have to withstand the backlash of defying the will of heaven and changing your fate.

Therefore, the more Yang Chan dislikes Zhu Moye, the more it changes the fate of their marriage. Naturally, the closer they are to success, the greater the force of their counterattack.

So, regardless of who is behind this, Buddha, immortal, or Taoist, he is about to collapse. So Zhu Moye's magic power began to recover, and Yang Chan's mind also began to clear up.

Zhu Moye knew very well that this was a critical moment. If they could successfully overcome the hardships here, he and Yang Chan could escape, while those who secretly plotted against them would be punished by heaven.

If not, then the person behind the plot would have truly succeeded in defying fate. Everything about him would be exposed, and he could imagine how miserable his future would be.

He wanted to keep this monk alive in order to pass time. As long as Shi Yun was alive, there would always be hope for the man behind the scenes.

No matter who was behind the scenes, Zhu Moye knew his strength was definitely far beyond his own. But now he was not fighting that person, but that person was fighting the way of heaven. The longer the person behind the scenes could hold on, the more serious his injuries would be.

The Black Mountain Old Demon had already flown behind the two of them. Zhu Moye felt the surge of mana within him, almost reaching 10% of his peak combat power. Yang Chan's expression kept changing, her eyes shifting from clear to confused as she looked at Zhu Moye, her gaze constantly shifting between Shi Yun and Zhu Moye.

"Shiyun, you go first!" Zhu Moye suddenly said, and separated a stream of magic power to bear the suction released by the Black Mountain Old Demon. At this moment, the Black Mountain Old Demon's magic power was definitely raised by more than one level. Zhu Moye felt that the Black Mountain Old Demon was extremely powerful at this moment.

The wind howled like a sharp knife scraping against one's face. The turbulence was so intense that it made one want to vomit. Zhu Moye could still endure it, but Shi Yun, even under the Buddha's light, still looked extremely weak.

The relic on his head was already crumbling, and the drooping Buddha light was dim.

Shi Yun was slightly stunned and shouted, "Donor, what did you say?" His expression became more and more calm and composed, and he looked more and more like a monk.

Zhu Moye grabbed the urn and shouted, "The Black Mountain Demon wants her, and you absolutely cannot protect her. It's unwise to attack him knowing it's impossible."

"Amitabha!" Shi Yun clasped his hands together and cried, "What is wise and what is foolish? It's a matter of a single thought, a fraction of an inch. Benefactor, you're obsessed with appearances. Life is nothing to be grieved by, and death is nothing to be bitter about. I owed Chan'er a promise back then, and now I repay it with my life. Every sip, every bite, is destined by heaven."

Following Shi Yun's words, a beam of Buddha light condensed from Shi Yun's body and shot towards Yang Chan's body, whose expression changed. Yang Chan's body, which had previously seemed somewhat solid due to being close to the Black Mountain Old Demon, now became somewhat illusory again.

The blood that Yang Chan had vomited out earlier gradually faded and could no longer be seen clearly.

Yang Chan is a fairy, not a ghost!

Once she becomes a ghost again and merges into the urn, she will be completely bound to Shi Yun, regardless of Shi Yun's life or death. Because in this world, she is no longer the Third Holy Mother Yang Chan, but only the fiancée in Shi Yun's memory.

As the Black Mountain Old Demon shouted, a big mouth suddenly appeared in the black house and swallowed the two people and the ghost on the cassock.

Zhu Moye suddenly had an idea and waved his hand to shoot out a beam of white light, covering the two people and the ghost.

The Black Mountain Monster opened its huge mouth and swallowed them like a sky-devouring beast.

In an instant, Zhu Moye felt his magic power fully restored. Feeling the power filling his body, Zhu Moye knew that his bet was right. Yang Chan's expression was shocked, and her ghost body quickly condensed into a solid body. Her eyes suddenly lit up and she shouted, "I am the Third Holy Mother Yang Chan!"

Shi Yun looked at the two in astonishment. He was also a cultivator and could sense their magical power. And everything that had happened before was still deeply engraved in his mind.

Yang Chan glanced at Shi Yun, who shuddered uncontrollably. He quickly closed his eyes and chanted "Amitabha."