Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

Chapter 1229: Cleaning up the mess, nameless tombstone

After Mo Fan comforted Niu Xiaosheng, he told Hei Yi to take good care of him. He then looked into the distance and saw broken limbs and corpses everywhere, including those of both Jiuzhou cultivators and celestial beings.

The next moment, he soared into the air, more than ten feet above the ground, and a tiger mark gradually appeared between his eyebrows.

Supernatural power, working for the tiger!

Then the tiger pattern on Mo Fan's forehead glowed with golden light, and the world in his eyes turned gray. Soon, he saw wandering souls in the ruined battlefield, most of which were residual souls with extremely strong hostility and resentment.

These residual souls have no consciousness, but are filled with hostility. They devour each other on the battlefield. They have no specific form, and are like balls of ghost fog moving irregularly. They will even hunt some intact wandering souls nearby.

"Roar--"

Perhaps they sensed the abundant yang energy in Mo Fan. These remaining souls all let out terrifying roars, and then flew towards Mo Fan, wanting to devour him.

"court death!"

Mo Fan snorted coldly, and several groups of ghost mist instantly flew out from his brows. They were the ghosts in Bai Yi and others from the ancestral realm.

There was no need for Mo Fan to say anything, as several ghosts flew out and took the initiative to meet those residual souls.

In fact, Mo Fan has already seen that most of these residual souls belong to those celestial beings who have already fallen.

It may be a remnant soul that the celestial beings split out on their own initiative before they died, or it may be some remnant souls that were not completely eliminated. Although they have no consciousness at the moment, there is no guarantee that one day they will not develop some consciousness again after devouring each other to strengthen their soul power.

That's why Mo Fan released Bai Yi and other ghosts to devour them.

The Ancestral Ghosts and Ghost Ancestors were of little use in the previous catastrophe between heaven and man, so Mo Fan had never released them.

Now it actually gives them an opportunity to clean up the mess, and the residual souls of these celestial beings are also the ghost cultivators' favorite food for cultivation.

Mo Fan ignored the fight between the ghosts and instead used his magical powers to cast out soul-binding chains and began to collect the intact wandering souls.

"Everyone, you died for Jiuzhou, and died for justice. I can't just watch you disappear here, so I will give you a second chance to practice. I hope you will seize it!"

Mo Fan spoke calmly. In his magical state, his voice could be heard by the wandering souls.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, the wandering souls all bowed respectfully towards Mo Fan.

Just like that, in the next few days, Mo Fan wandered around the entire Feipeng Secret Realm, not only collecting the wandering souls of Jiuzhou who were lucky enough to survive, but also annihilating the so-called residual souls and corpses of celestial beings.

Whether it is the residual soul or the corpse of the celestial being, they are all huge hidden dangers. If left unchecked, this secret place will only become the second forbidden area of ​​Dragon Palace.

This is something Mo Fan would never allow.

Of course, the corpses of celestial beings contain extremely powerful energy, especially the corpses of the ancient tribes, which can be regarded as great medicines of flesh and blood. Mo Fan will naturally not let them go.

Three months passed in a flash.

In three months, except for some remaining blood of the gods that was difficult to clean up completely, all other substances that were harmful to Jiuzhou were wiped out by Mo Fan.

During this process, he also collected many corpses of monks who died fighting for Jiuzhou, including both humans and demons. He also collected all the broken weapons.

Eventually, these corpses and weapons were sent to the Plain of Bones.

Soon after, hundreds of huge tombstones appeared on the vast plain of bones.

All the surviving monks from Kyushu gathered here, looking at the newly erected monuments in silence.

"Dad, don't worry, I will manage the Giant Spirit Mountain Demon Territory well, and I will also take good care of your hundreds of beautiful demon girls..."

Niu Xiaosheng knelt down in front of the tombstone of the Giant Spirit Saint King with a serious look on his face, but soon he felt the murderous aura approaching from the side, so he immediately changed his words and said, "Ahem... I will give those enchantresses of yours enough resources for cultivation, and then let them leave to find their own happiness.

After all, I, your son, am a pure-hearted demon and cannot learn your kind of love.

It is enough to have the girl in black by my side in this life!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the invisible murderous aura gradually dissipated.

"Uncle Dasheng, don't worry, I will take good care of Xiaosheng for you!"

"One day, he will grow up to be a great sage like you, uncle!!"

He also knelt down beside Niu Xiaosheng, who came in black, and kowtowed three times, then stood up with the help of Niu Xiaosheng.

Niu Xiaosheng was in much better condition at this time, except that he had a lot more stubble on his face. He looked no younger and more stable.

On the other side, Demon King Peng and his wife also said a lot in front of Zhan Ao’s tombstone. Even Patriarch Bai Lu came here, picked a bunch of wild flowers from somewhere, and placed them under the tombstone.

"Big Brother, thank you for your care in the past. How good would it be if you had listened to me and changed your impatience from the beginning?

Even though we are monsters, we will all die one day. If you were as docile as I am, maybe you wouldn't have to die.

You often say that I, a dignified demon ancestor, do not have any dignity of a demon ancestor, which is a disgrace to the great demons in the ancestral realm. But how could you know that this is the real way to save your life!

What is the purpose of us monks embarking on the path of cultivation?

Isn't it just the hope to live longer?

The path to immortality is difficult, and only a few people can achieve enlightenment. But as long as we can live a little longer than others, we will have a greater chance to explore the immortal path and then talk about the Tao, right..."

Patriarch Bai Lu talked for a long time, and finally couldn't help but tears up. He raised his hand and touched the cold tombstone, chuckling softly, "Why did you die?"

"You are obviously stronger than me!"

"Oh, by the way, there is something I want to tell you. Not only am I not dead, I have also made a breakthrough. It would be great if you were still alive. Then I could defeat you openly and taunt you a thousand times, ten thousand times..."

There are different figures in front of different tombstones, and there is also a figure in front of the tombstone of the old man Guimu.

That was the Black Water Old Demon, now the Black Water Ancestor. However, he did not speak a word. He just stared at the tombstone of the Guimu Ancestor and drank silently.

He had been arguing with the Ghost Wood Ancestor for his entire life, and they were even once strong rivals, but in the end, with Mo Fan's mediation, they became friends. Unexpectedly, he would be separated by Yin and Yang not long after he broke through the ancestral realm.

Mo Fan walked in front of tombstone after tombstone, feeling extremely heavy-hearted.

Looking at the familiar names on the many tombstones, he had so many things he wanted to say, but in the end he found it difficult to speak them out.

Of course, there are no monks in front of most tombstones, and a large number of tombstones don’t even have a name on them, with only a simple sentence - Tomb of the Monks of Kyushu!

"Cough cough..."

Suddenly, Mo Fan stopped and started coughing violently.

"Mo Fan!"

Yun Rou, who was following him, immediately felt distressed and went to support him immediately.

"It's okay, there's just some sword energy in my body that hasn't been completely eliminated."

Mo Fan waved his hand and wiped away the trace of blood from the corner of his mouth casually.

However, this scene fell into the eyes of many big monsters, and made some of them feel relieved, as if the huge rock pressing on their chest was finally gone.