The Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortals

Chapter 63
The creature summoned by the Confucian scholar Zhong had no eyes, ears, or nose, but a ball-like head with only a big mouth on it, thick limbs dragging a fat body, a pair of fleshy wings on its back, and no hair on its body. It's so smooth, it's terrifying to look at.

"Living soul beast!" Elder Chu's heart tightened, he screamed in fright, recognized the object, immediately took out a yellow talisman, and threw it into the air, under the golden light, the living soul beast showed a hint of fear , it seems that this talisman paper is made by a certain Buddhist sect, and it has some miraculous effects on restraining ghost-like beasts.

Seeing this, the Confucian scholar didn't know what Elder Chu's intentions were, and he was hiding a magic weapon to deal with his own soul beast, his eyes were full of murderous intentions, and a small sword trained in his body flew out of his mouth, flying towards Elder Chu at an extremely fast speed.

Elder Chu was extremely horrified. He remembered that Lu Taidi had sent a message before, telling him not to investigate this matter again. Could it be that the death of his great-great-grandson had something to do with this old monster who turned into a god?

Elder Chu knew that there was no way to dodge Feijian's attack, so he raised a huge black square shield on his cuffs and headed towards Feijian. I don't know where he got the confidence to block the attack of the cultivator of Transforming God, maybe this shield has some origins.

However, he obviously underestimated the mana strength of the cultivator of Transforming God. When the flying sword touched the shield, he thought that there would be a violent impact sound, or at least it could withstand it for a while.

Unexpectedly, the sword piercing through silently was as easy as cutting tofu, and it hit Elder Chu's body directly.

There is no way to dodge such a short distance, Elder Chu wailed, and roared in despair: "I swear that I will never fall into reincarnation! Curse all of your Zhong family to die!"

Shenshi Zhong's head buzzed, and he felt a bad feeling instantly. He thought he just cast the poisonous curse because he hated it so much.

But at the moment of his death, the Nascent Soul did not leave his body.

"Where's the Nascent Soul? Come out! Where's the Nascent Soul?"

Unexpectedly, Elder Chu's poisonous curse was actually true, and the Nascent Soul had disappeared without a trace. This is the ghost way technique of the underworld.

The Confucian scholar surnamed Zhong cut Elder Chu's body into pieces in a rage, and felt that it was not enough, so he flew out of the hall and slaughtered Chu's family.

Picking up Elder Chu's storage bag and rummaging through it, he found a rectangular ancient lamp with the same upside-down shape and a strange shape in the corner, with a wick in the middle emitting a bright yellow light.

"Take the lamp!" The Confucian scholar suddenly realized that the poisonous curse issued by Elder Chu just now was a ghost way skill, and it was possible that he had comprehended it from this thing.

Originally, he wanted to come here to solve the big trouble of his approaching longevity. How could he expect to have such an unexpected harvest? This Elder Chu had no good intentions. The thing summoned by the underworld, and all kinds of strange and insidious exercises are obtained in it.

The poisonous curse that was issued just now is the Yinming curse obtained inside. Elder Chu has already sacrificed his own Nascent Soul and the road of reincarnation to the guide lamp.

The Confucian scholar picked up the lamp and submerged it in his consciousness. He gasped when he saw the method of using the connecting lamp inside. This lamp was connected to one of the top ten Raksha ghost kings in the underworld, a trace of Yan Luo's soul.

It has the cultivation base of the mid-stage of the transformation of the gods, and it does not use aura, but the power of the ghosts. If you want to summon the Raksha ghost king in the underworld, you must sacrifice the living souls of ten monks above the mid-stage Nascent Soul.

The higher the rank of the monks who entered the sacrifice, the higher the rank of the summoned ghost king. If there is a monk who transforms into a god, then maybe the summoned ghost king may have the cultivation base of the late stage of transforming into a god.

Just now Elder Chu cast a poisonous curse to sacrifice his own soul. Confucian scholar picked up the lamp and carefully observed the wick, and found that there was indeed a flickering thing in the fire, looking at him viciously.

"Elder Chu!?" The Confucian scholar couldn't believe his eyes, this poisonous curse has been fulfilled, and it cannot be lifted.

At this time, the Zhong clan, including Zhongli, felt a sense of guilt in their hearts, and the power of the curse had descended on each of them.

The furious Confucian scholar flew out of Elder Chu's fief, and killed everyone in the Chu family, including the servants, and everyone nearby that night. God, killed tens of thousands of people in one night.

The Confucian scholar picked up the guiding light and said to the soul of Elder Chu inside: "The surname is Chu! I want you to see, you curse my whole family to die, today I will let your whole family die! Even the newborn baby I wouldn't let it go! If Fang Xiansheng didn't lead this matter, I wouldn't even know that you harbored evil intentions and wanted to take the lead light for yourself! I want to fight against that fate, I don't believe that a spell can control my life in heaven! Yin Division The world can be so powerful, what is the matter with the spirit world! Stupid!"

Hearing this, the soul of Elder Chu slammed into the flames of the wick, but seeing the poisonous spell he cast helped him, allowing him to collect a living soul. The angry Elder Chu trembled in the lamp but could not help it. Say half a word.

The Confucian scholar returned to his residence, smelling bloody all over his body, and waited until the next day to announce the order not to look for the lamp.

What's more, Elder Chu's entire family in the fief was slaughtered without leaving a single one alive. This incident shocked the entire Mulan Grassland.

The next day, the Holy Palace was extremely lively. For the first time in history, the Presbyterian Church gathered all the leaders of the 24 branches of the four major tribes, except for the sect master who was in retreat.

"Senior Zhong! Elder Chu's family has not left a single person alive! Who did this!? We must find this person! Cut him into pieces!"

"And why didn't you look for the guide light? Is it related to Elder Chu's murder last night!? It's so strange that these two things meet together!"

"Okay! Don't make random guesses!" Confucian scholar said impatiently, after thinking about it, he added:
"I don't know if you have heard of a person named Lin Feng in Tiannan!?"

"It's just a little monk in the foundation building period! I heard that 10 people in the imperial city of the Dacheng Kingdom were massacred. What does this have to do with him?" said a leader of the Northern Mang tribe.

"He is naturally impossible, and what about the late stage monks on the grassland recently?" Confucian scholar said with a dark face.

"It's him? The person who killed Daoren Luo?" asked the Nascent Soul cultivator from another tribe. He couldn't think of any relationship between the two.

The Confucian scholar saw the bewildered crowd and said: "According to my investigation, this man named Lin Feng has been ordered to hunt and kill for thousands of miles by the Fairy Sword Valley. If he is correct, he has already escaped to our territory, and the late stage monk It is very likely that his master or the elders of the family came to Mulan to collect living souls, and wanted to refine some kind of ghost magic weapon!"

(End of this chapter)