Ye Ping knew the realm divisions of ghost cultivators. This group of ghost cultivators were equivalent to the seventh and eighth levels of Qi training, and they were all small minions. But ghost soldiers are different, they are equivalent to foundation-building cultivators. If it can be successful, then wouldn't it be...... Ye Ping didn't dare to think about it. He waved his hand and dozens of golden lights shot out, directly liberating the resentful souls. Although there is a ghost warrior, only children make choices, and he wants them all. No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. Besides, the merit and power that these resentful souls have bestowed on him is not a small amount. Northwest direction. Zhang Ye looked at his former subordinates, who were all transformed by Ye Ping, and was completely stunned. He never thought that this young cultivator in front of him who looked so elegant could actually condense the golden light of salvation?
Is there any mistake? If you can cultivate the golden light of salvation at such a young age, what will you be able to do in the future? This is the reincarnation of Buddha? Or the reincarnation of Taoism? Zhang Ye had no idea what to say. But before he was ready to run away, he heard that his men had betrayed him. In an instant, Zhang Ye was both angry and furious. But there's no point getting angry. All of his subordinates have been liberated. Even if he wants to vent, it's useless. Thinking of this, Zhang Ye turned around and ran, wanting to escape from this place, not daring to stay for long. However, just as he ran, Ye Ping's voice sounded behind him. “Friend, are you in pain?” When the voice sounded, Zhang Ye was instantly horrified. He flew up in fear and ran all the way to the north. "My friend, don't run away. I see that you are full of resentment. Are you living in pain every day?" "Do you want me to help you with the salvation? Don't worry, it will be a little painful at first, but it will be very comfortable later." Ye Ping's voice kept ringing behind him. This caused Zhang Ye a lot of torment. He regretted that he had provoked such a great god. But what makes Zhang Ye even more uncomfortable is not this, but the fact that there are still people who like to play the pig and eat the tiger these days. Is it interesting or not? What era is this? Why are you still using this outdated trick? Can't you be more open and honest?
Behind. Ye Ping noticed Zhang Ye at the first moment. In Ye Ping's eyes, Zhang Ye was filled with resentment. This resentment was very strong, much more than the resentment of the group of resentful souls just now combined. For a moment, Ye Ping couldn't help feeling uncomfortable. It was actually a fact that a person had so much resentment. It was obvious that he had been treated extremely unfairly and tortured during his lifetime. He felt sad for Zhang Ye. He decided that he must help Zhang Ye to be reborn and live happily. Thinking of this, Ye Ping quickened his speed and chased after him. Ye Ping did not fly with the sword because he was not very good at it and it would be faster for him to run. He is an ancient god or demon, and his body cannot be described by common sense. As Ye Ping added magic power to his legs, in an instant, Ye Ping ran like a gust of wind, and his speed was not inferior to Zhang Ye. "Fellow Daoist, don't run away. I am a good person. I am here to help you wash away your resentment and let you be a ghost again." Ye Ping chased after him and said loudly. "My Lord, I am blind and have offended you. Please, please be magnanimous and let me go. I promise that I will never do anything that is against the will of heaven and earth again." Zhang Ye said in a crying voice. He was shaking all over, especially because Ye Ping was about to catch up with him, which made him even more frightened. "Fellow Daoist, you misunderstood. I am not angry with you. I am a righteous cultivator. Seeing you are so pitiful, I came to help you transcend. Please believe me." Ye Ping spoke and gave an answer. "My Lord, I am fine now and do not need to be saved. Thank you for your kindness. Please let me go. Otherwise, I will take you to find the Ghost King. It is useless for you to save a small ghost like me. Saving the Ghost King is a real skill. If you can save the Ghost King, it will be an immeasurable merit." Zhang Ye said loudly, and even wanted to take Ye Ping to convert the Ghost King. "And the Ghost King? That's fine, fellow Daoist, don't run away. Take me to find the Ghost King. We'll convert the Ghost King together, and then we'll each get half of the merit. Don't worry, I will never do anything to you. I'm from a reputable and upright sect, and I won't lie to you." Ye Ping said this. But Ye Ping is not stupid. He knows his own limitations and it is impossible for him to convert the Ghost King. The two are totally not in the same league. What can they do even if there is the golden light of salvation? "Goddess, please stop joking. Please, let me go. I beg you." Zhang Ye had a mournful face and spoke as he ran. He didn't believe Ye Ping at all. "Fellow Daoist, this is meaningless, isn't it? I, Ye, have said so much, and you still don't believe it? Then don't blame me." "The mighty Tianlong." "The Great Luo Mantra."
"World Honored Ksitigarbha." "Prajnaparamita Buddhas." "Prajnaparamita hum." Ye Ping roared and mobilized all his magic power. In an instant, his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of golden paint. A beam of golden light directly hit Zhang Ye who was fleeing. "what!!!!!" Followed by an extremely shrill scream. In the distance, Zhang Ye fell to the ground, screaming. The golden light of enlightenment enveloped him, and billowing black smoke floated out of his body. These black smokes represent sins. He has committed many sins in the past, and now he has to be punished. Ye Ping watched all this. He did not have any mercy at all. This was Zhang Ye's calamity. There would be punishment for doing wrong. Even if he was saved, it would be impossible for him to reincarnate comfortably. This is the principle of heaven. If one commits a sin, even if he wants to be saved by others, he must first wash away his sins, and the process of washing away sins is extremely painful. Unless you haven't done anything harmful to others, it won't be too painful. Just like that, a full quarter of an hour later. Finally, all the black smoke on Zhang Ye's body disappeared. Immediately afterwards, an extremely pure force of merit entered Ye Ping's body. Chapter 78: Re-awakening, Qi Training Level [New Book Request] Ghost grave by the river. As all the resentment in his body disappeared, Zhang Ye's body turned extremely white. His hostility has completely disappeared and he has been purified. "How is it, fellow Taoist? I didn't lie to you, did I? It just hurts for a while." Ye Ping looked at Zhang Ye and said seriously. After saying this, the latter couldn't help but look a little resentful. Zhang Ye was in a complicated mood. Although he was enlightened and all his resentment was gone, he also lost his cultivation. "Fellow Daoist, do you still have some resentment? Do you want me to help you resolve it?" Looking at Zhang Ye's expression, Ye Ping couldn't help but speak quickly, the golden light of salvation in his palm was ready. "No, Immortal, I have already awakened to wisdom and do not need to be saved anymore."
"If you really want to be saved, keep walking forward, there are many wandering ghosts." When Zhang Ye heard that Ye Ping still wanted to save him, he became very anxious and quickly told Ye Ping that there were more wandering ghosts ahead and that he should not be saved anymore. He really can't stand it. "Are there a lot of ghosts ahead?" When Ye Ping heard this, he became more energetic. “Yes, there are many lonely ghosts ahead, but Immortal, you must not go too deep. The Ghost King is right in front. Although you have the Golden Light of Transmigration, it is estimated that you still cannot transform the Ghost King.” Zhang Ye reminded kindly. He has now been converted and received Ye Ping's kindness. Now that he has no hostility in his heart, he will naturally become good and will not harm Ye Ping. "understood." Ye Ping nodded. He knew very well that with his strength, it would be a waste of time if he wanted to convert the Ghost King. Although he could not convert the Ghost King, he could still convert some ghost soldiers. "Sir, the ghost king of the Linhe Ghost Tomb is likely to be resurrected. This place is not very safe. Although I don't know how powerful you are, if there is nothing important, please leave as soon as possible." Zhang Ye said this, asking Ye Ping to leave early to avoid any trouble. "Thank you, fellow Taoist." Ye Ping said gratefully. "You are so polite, Immortal. After I became a fierce ghost, I committed many evil deeds and suffered a lot of pain. Fortunately, you saved me from all my evil spirits. This is a great favor. I am Zhang Ye. If I have the chance, I will work like a cow or a horse for you in my next life." Zhang Ye said this in a pious tone. He was indeed grateful to Ye Ping. "You are able to stop before it is too late. This is a good thing. No need to thank me." "But, Fellow Daoist Zhang, are you sure you have completely eliminated your hostility?" Ye Ping didn't think that Zhang Ye owed him a favor. Instead, he felt that the other party seemed to have some hostility that had not been completely eliminated. Feeling Ye Ping's gaze, Zhang Ye's body was shaking and he said with a sad face. "Goddess, I'm leaving now. If we are destined to meet again in the next life, we will contact each other again." After saying this, he disappeared from the spot and went to be reincarnated. Watching Zhang Ye leave, Ye Ping felt a little reluctant. What a good ghost. But since he has been reincarnated, it seems that we can only see each other in the next life. After Zhang Ye left. Ye Ping stopped walking around casually and began to digest the power of merit. Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Ye Ping checked the power of merit.
There are a total of thirty-one merit powers. Most merit powers are very small, but the merit power that saved Zhang Ye is as thick as a chopstick. The next moment, Ye Ping didn't waste any words and directly mobilized the power of merit in his body to open his mind. That’s right, it’s used to open up one’s mind. There is no need to improve the level of cultivation for the time being, and the Zhulong Immortal Aperture is the foundation of cultivation. After all, I will be participating in the Qingzhou Kendo Conference soon, and I definitely don’t have time to practice well. The more Zhulong Immortal Acupoints one has, the faster one’s self-cultivation speed will be.