Assisting the male protagonist to become a god: The first spiritualist

"You!" Si Mu was angry and pointed at Fu Sheng, but he was afraid of Yan Su's existence and did not dare to get too angry.

When Youle saw Fusheng sitting down, he didn't mind the details and sat down on the mound next to Fusheng. He sighed and said, "This mound is quite comfortable to sit on."

Softer than sitting on a stone.

Apart from being a little dirty, there's nothing wrong with it.

Fu Sheng rarely saw someone who didn't care about her image as much as she did, so she gave Youle a look of approval.

Among the few people, only Fu Sheng and You Le were sitting, the others were standing.

Si Mu thought it was dirty, while the maid would not sit if the master did not sit.

As for Yan Su Xuanrong and Lan Huaixi, they were observing those zombies.

Yan Su was standing next to Fu Sheng. He scanned the corpse spirits and said, "The cultivation bases of these corpse spirits are all above the Void Refining Stage."

"Above the Void Refining Stage?" Xuan Rong exclaimed in surprise when he heard that.

He was also observing those corpse ghosts, but he could only vaguely sense that they were very powerful, but he couldn't feel anything else.

Shou Sheng was actually able to figure out their cultivation abilities.

"Refining Void Stage?" Fu Sheng was surprised when he heard this, "Do these corpse spirits have the cultivation level of humans?"

"Yes. The lowest is the Void Refining Stage, and the highest is..." Yan Su's eyes darkened, "The Mahayana Stage."

The expressions of several people changed.

Youle exclaimed: "Could these corpses be our people transformed?!"

When Youle got excited, he couldn't control his voice, and the zombies immediately became agitated, scaring Youle so much that he quickly lowered the volume.

"How many are in the Mahayana stage?" Xuan Rong asked Yan Su.

During the time they stopped, more and more zombies surrounded them, nearly a hundred of them.

"Twenty-six." Yan Su said a very precise number.

Everyone gasped.

Among the nearly one hundred corpse ghosts, there are twenty-six with the cultivation level of Mahayana, accounting for almost a quarter of the total!

"It can't be our people." Xuan Rong was shocked, but he also denied Youle's previous guess. "Among us who came into the Tomb this time, there are only 40 Mahayana people in total. How could most of them be here!"

Although it was unbelievable, Xuan Rong did not doubt Shou Sheng's judgment. He was obviously older and more skilled than Shou Sheng, but Shou Sheng's words were convincing in an unquestionable way.

When hearing Yan Su's words, Fu Sheng began to look at the corpses surrounding them.

He hadn't observed carefully before, but when he looked carefully now, Fu Sheng discovered that the hair of those corpses was different. Some were loose, and some were tied up - although it was messy, it did look like a human hairstyle.

Fu Sheng's eyes scanned them one by one, and when he saw a corpse wearing red clothes, he suddenly froze.

The black lines on that corpse's face were not as dark as those on other corpses. If you looked carefully, you could make out the outlines of its facial features.

He was positioned close to the fire circle, and his face was illuminated brightly by the firelight.

Fu Sheng's gaze froze, he felt that the face was somewhat familiar, his eyes moved to the corpse's hair that stood up high, and the clothes that were already badly damaged, but you could vaguely see that the fabric was good.

A young boy's face suddenly flashed in his mind, and Fu Sheng suddenly sat up from the mound of earth.

"Master?" Youle was startled and confused.

Because of Fu Sheng's actions, several people looked at her.

"What's wrong?" Yan Su asked.

Fu Sheng's pupils shrank, and he pointed at the red-clothed corpse and said in a trembling voice: "This, this person is Lan Yang!!"

The young man who gave her spirit stones to ride on the teleportation array when she first came into this world and had a great chat with her.

Lan Huaiyu's cousin and Lan Huaixi's cousin.

Hearing Fu Sheng's words, Lan Huaixi's eyes narrowed, and she immediately looked in the direction of Fu Sheng's finger. When she saw the corpse, her expression suddenly became unhappy, and she said, "It is indeed my cousin."

Seeing that among these corpses there were people that Fu Sheng and the others knew, Xuan Rong’s expression also became solemn.

This situation shows that these corpse ghosts were indeed transformed by the cultivators in their world of immortal cultivation.

Fu Sheng thought of something and said to Yan Su, "Didn't you say that among these corpse spirits, the lowest level of cultivation is the Void Refining Realm? Lan Yang is also in the Void Refining Realm?"

"Yes." Yan Su remembered something, and a heavy look appeared between his brows.

"What's wrong?" Xuan Rong didn't know Lan Yang, but seeing the expressions on their faces, he obviously guessed something, "Wasn't this person in the Void Refining Realm before?"

"Yes." Fu Sheng said, "He was at the peak of foundation building before, but I don't know if he broke through to the golden core later."

Fu Sheng still remembered that when they were in the Unfallen Secret Realm, Lan Yang said that he went there just to break through to the Golden Core stage, but he failed to do so and Fu Sheng didn't understand why.

She only remembered that the last time she saw Lan Yang was at the Lan family.

After that, Fu Sheng never saw him again.

"Breakthrough." Lan Huaixi replied to Fu Sheng, "My cousin is in the early stage of the golden elixir."

It was because of the breakthrough at that time that his father agreed to let him come in to the Tomb of the Gods to broaden his horizons.

Hearing Lan Huaixi's words, several people were shocked. People in the Jindan stage have now reached the Lianxu stage - does that mean that the cultivation of these people has been forcibly improved by three major realms?

Those in the Mahayana stage were actually in the Refining Void Stage before?

"Did he come in with us this time?" Xuan Rong asked.

Lan Huaixi shook her head, her eyes cold: "He came in when the God's Tomb was opened."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of several people changed.

There has been no news of the group of people who came in when the tomb of the gods was opened.

They came in this time just to save them.

Xuan Rong immediately looked at the other corpses on the field, trying to find the people from their Yunzhou, but these people's faces were covered with black lines and their appearance could not be seen at all.

"How can we save him?" Fu Sheng asked worriedly.

Lan Yang was the first person who offered her a helping hand after she came into this world. She really liked this boy, Lan Yang, who was enthusiastic, kind, cheerful and innocent.

It didn’t matter if she didn’t recognize the other corpses, but she absolutely couldn’t ignore Lan Yang.

Yan Su didn't care about Lan Yang at all, but he couldn't bear to see Fu Sheng worried, so he walked to the circle of fire surrounding them, and then raised his hand directly to Lan Yang.

"Hey!! Little..."

Xuan Rong was startled when he saw Yan Su didn't take any action and just stretched his bare arm into his strange fire. But before he could finish his warning, he saw him pass through the raging flames and pull the red-clothed corpse directly in.

During the whole process, Yan Su's expression did not change, as if his hand was not passing through the ancient strange fire, but a red cloth strip that had no deterrence at all.

"...heart." Xuan Rong's last words fell, but his heart trembled three times.