Those who eat qi, live long life

Chapter 175
Yellow clouds billowed across the sky.

Suddenly there was a sharp cry under his feet:
"An expert, save me!"

The filthy body of the evil plague ghost king quickly precipitated from the veins of the earth, like avoiding snakes and scorpions!
At this time, the evil plague ghost king's filthy body was dilapidated, and his breath was foul-smelling, continuously dripping pus-yellow juice.

He climbed up and down the yellow cloud:
"Help me! Master save me!"

Above the yellow cloud, stretched out a pale yellow finger, fiddled and inspected the Evil Plague Ghost King back and forth, and then a yellow cloud descended to help him stabilize the body of dirt:

"Your true spirit is severely damaged, and you should rest on the spirit of the earth veins to recuperate, so that you have a chance to recover. Why did you escape?"

"...Master, the spirit of the earth veins is crazy!"

The evil plague ghost king repeatedly kowtowed: "If I parasitize on it, I'm afraid I will also fall."

"Oh." Huang Yun looked a little surprised: "Why?"

The plague ghost king hurriedly said:

"Success or failure, turn..."

He suddenly felt a palpitation, his face changed, and he stopped immediately.

"Ok?"

Huang Yun moved again, and a cloud of air washed away his filthy body again. The Plague Ghost King heaved a sigh of relief, with lingering fears in his heart, but he never dared to say that sentence:

"The various plague qi I practice only want people's lives, but this poisonous words pollute the true spirit and destroy the spirit of the people!"

"The poison of the plague is less than one ten-thousandth of this heart poison! Master, Niu Zhenzi is a real devil!"

"..."

Huang Yun was silent for a moment.

At this moment, the captured ground vein under Huang Yun suddenly shook his head, and let out a dragon chant, showing the vicissitudes of life:

"Right and wrong, success or failure, turning heads empty, hey..."

The plague ghost king's face changed drastically: "It's coming!"

Huang Yun was quite curious, and asked about the earth's veins, aiming to awaken it:

"You are a newly born earth spirit, full of vigor and infinite future, why do you say such lifeless words? Don't you find it strange?"

The spirit of the earth veins paused for a moment, stared blankly, and then sighed:

"I encountered a catastrophe before I was born, and experienced the most dangerous things in the world, so I am young and mature, and I have insight into this matter."

"..." Unexpectedly, the spirit of the earth veins can justify itself and form a complete logic for this set of arguments.

Huang Yun asked again: "Now that you are awake, why don't you resist?"

The spirit of the earth veins sighed: "Why resist? The flood of fate will bring me to the place I should go. What I am experiencing at this moment is what I am destined to experience. Let nature take its course."

"...It's really old words."

The evil plague ghost king was even more frightened.

Above the yellow cloud, there was a moment of silence.

The Evil Plague Ghost King waited for a while, his physical condition did not allow him to delay, and said cautiously: "Master, how to deal with it next? Does the agreement between you and me still count?"

Huang Yun suddenly laughed:

"Count, why not count? You brought me a work of art!"

"..." The Plague Ghost King was startled.

Huang Yun laughed to himself:
"The newborn life is full of stagnation. Maybe many people will feel sorry for it, but they ignore a kind of beauty."

The Plague Ghost King couldn't help asking: "What is beautiful?"

"It's like a beautiful thing has rusted. When you calm down and appreciate it, you can only discover the beauty of silence."

"..."

The evil plague ghost king didn't think there was any beauty in it.

Huang Yun talked about Xing Dafa:

"Just like a shooting star, when it blooms with an instant eye-catching light, it is the most beautiful, most brilliant and most worth having. However, when it flourishes and declines, such brilliance will gradually decline."

"And death will end everything at the most glorious peak, leaving only a good impression on people, so death is the most extreme art, it is art!"

"..."

The Evil Plague Ghost King had a headache, and now the other two on top of Huang Yun, one by one, seemed very abnormal.

Huang Yun said with emotion: "It's the same in a person's life, so I have always believed that when a Qi practitioner's cultivation reaches its peak, he can feel that there will be no progress in the future, and at this time he should do something earth-shattering. Even death is not hesitating... Evil Plague Ghost King, you have gone astray in your search for the ultimate way of eternal life."

The Evil Plague Ghost King laughed dryly: "But the method of reincarnation in the filthy soil of reincarnation was taught to me by you..."

Huang Yun smiled: "It's just because I have long seen that you are an ugly creature who doesn't understand art."

"..."

Huang Yun chuckled: "According to the agreement, if you find one of the nine earth veins for me, I will also promise to make you live a hundred years longer."

The Plague Ghost King was overjoyed: "Thank you, Master!"

A waist card fell out of Huang Yunzhong: "Take this to the Chrysanthemum Tea House in Jiyuan Town, Linhai, the old country. The owner of the house is a monk who broke the precepts. When he sees this, he will practice a secret technique of longevity with you. You It can also prolong life."

The Plague Ghost King is holding a chrysanthemum-shaped waist card, and his expression can't wait:
"I don't know what secret technique it is?"

"It's the art of picking up the sun with the sun."

……

The Evil Plague Ghost King was immediately stunned.

He panicked: "...This? How does this make it?"

Isn't this kind of method ridiculous!It is unacceptable!
"What is more important to you than life?"

"You have lost the most beautiful moment of blooming forever, so live ugly now."

"..."

Huang Yun couldn't help but toss him out, and he went away in an instant.

The Evil Plague Ghost King flew upside down, dazed, and landed on the ground in a daze. Looking at Huang Yun, who was no longer there, he wanted to scold but didn't dare to open his mouth. He could only swallow his anger, hesitated for a moment, and went to the southeast of the old country—— It is in the direction of Yoshihara Town.

Above the sky, the spirit of the earth veins under the yellow cloud sighed:

"This person has done all kinds of bad things, and he seems to get what he wants, but he seems to be full of pain, and he ended up like this... It can be said that success or failure, turning heads empty,"

Huang Yun agrees:

"I agree with you. Is success or failure turning heads empty? Because of this, as I think, I have to die at the most glorious time. Death is not the end, but another state. When this glory leaves behind An unforgettable impression on the world, death is equal to eternal life."

The Earth Vein Dragon was stunned: "I seem to have heard someone say that."

"Oh?" Huang Yun was very interested when he heard the words: "How did you say it?"

"How many things in ancient and modern times are all in the jokes."

"...Haha, what happened in the past, do future generations laugh about it? But it's not bad." Huang Yun asked, "Who told you that?"

"It's my savior, Xieyue Shanniu Mako."

"It's him."

Huang Yun thought of the thick-browed boy who fought with him on the ground for a few rounds. This person is now famous, and he has heard of it. He can feel that his ability is strange and his strength is good when he fights for the first time... Unexpectedly, he has such insight , is such a bosom friend.

Such a confidant should be respected.

This person still has great potential now, and when he reaches the peak in the future, he should be given an artistic ending.

Huang Yun made a decision in his mind.

Not long after, Huang Yun flew to a huge valley, fell rapidly, and threw the Jinsha leyline he caught into the valley. It was a wide black lake. The several kilometers long leyline fell into the black lake and immediately sank to the bottom. Gone in the blink of an eye.

Huang Yun landed on the edge of the Black Lake, restraining the cloud, revealing a young man with narrow brows, and directly in front of him was a stern man in a black robe sitting cross-legged facing the Black Lake.

"This leyline is very quiet."

"It's different." The narrow-browed young man said: "Death Wind God Lord, you have been suppressing the earth's veins here for a long time, when will you return to Yamatai?"

"Wait a few more days, capture a few more leylines and bring them back to Yamatai, so as not to run back and forth to attract attention. I have the feeling that some immortals in Xieyue Mountain are already eyeing me."

"I'm going out today, and I'm afraid I'll be followed, so I shouldn't stay here for too long."

"Is that so? Then I will immediately take these leylines back and bury them in the deep sea. Hundreds of years later, islands will grow in the sea and expand our foundation."

"Okay, I will book this island where the leylines are generated first."

"It's a trivial matter." Death Wind God Lord nodded: "Word Sorrow God Lord, how is your progress?"

"Bazibie is quite ambitious, but it is not easy for them to transform into a cave. Now they are just waiting for time and making some preparations... How about you?"

"That's the way it is. The pearl rice in Jinxi Town hasn't yet germinated, and it's far from ready to start. It's also a matter of preparation."

Wu Ai Shenjun remembered what happened today, and said: "I heard that your three envoys, Chunye Envoy, Misang Envoy, and Cruel Envoy, have plans to deal with Xieyue Shanniu Zhenzi."

"Niu Zhenzi?" Sifeng Shenjun recalled slightly: "It's just a small person, how can Shenjun pay attention?"

"This person is interesting. I also want to know what happens to this person in the future."

Death Wind Shenjun immediately agreed to this trivial matter: "Okay, I will let the Chunye envoy tell you."

The two stopped talking and acted separately.

On the other side, Jinxi Town, the old county of Zhao Guohan.

The billowing yellow cloud flew across the air holding a huge leyline, and the movement was quite loud. Although ordinary people could be deceived, they could not be concealed from all those with cultivation.

According to reports from ghosts and gods everywhere, Ding Niu knew that Huang Yun's general whereabouts was that he flew directly into the territory of the old country and headed northeast.

They came to make troubles several times, and they ran away, only catching some little guys, which is really infuriating.

This time, Ding Niu lost a lot. The ancient battlefield lost the ground, and Jin Sha lost its source, which made his establishment of the ghost city suddenly aborted. However, he was not prepared to give up that "land without owner". The ghosts and gods of the mansion come and go frequently, whistling in and out, and the dark and strange winds are too ostentatious to pass through the city. After all, the influence in the downtown area is not very good. Building a Yuhou Mansion Center in the ancient battlefield is also on the agenda.

Moreover, the location of the ancient battlefield is exactly in the central boundary of Hanlao County, which can more easily radiate and dispatch the surrounding area.

A series of recent events made Ding Niu feel a sense of urgency, and he was also suffocating in his heart. He wanted to consolidate his strength faster, not only his own strength, but also all the strengths he could mobilize.

Otherwise, what happened today may happen one after another.

Enemies come and go whenever they want, and take this place for what it is!
Even if the Immortal comes back next time, even if he can't be taken down, he must be stripped of his skin!
The system of ghosts and gods is almost arranged. Next, Ding Niu will start training Taoist soldiers.

"The towns will inform you that on the fifteenth day of this month, the first selection of Taoist soldiers will be held in the Yuhou Mansion of Jinxi Town. Once hired, the treatment will be favorable."

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)