Douluo mainland: I am Qian Renxue's fiancé

Chapter 305 Become a Golden Immortal in 10 Years!The terrifying Shebishi!
The strange creature looked up at the full moon hanging high above the nine heavens.

Looking down from the sky, almost the entire house in Liuteng City was covered in a vast expanse of strange creatures in different clothes!
Fulai Inn, sitting at the tea table in the guest room drinking wine, Zijun stared out of the window with his eyes fixed.

The sound of dense footsteps, crackling, and roaring.

"Here we come." Putting down the teacup, Zijun waved his hand, and a light blue space magic circle instantly enveloped the entire inn.

All the weird creatures passing by on the street turned a blind eye to this inn, as if they couldn't see it.

"Master, why are you here?" Zi Ming turned to look at Zi Jun, who put down his teacup and explained.

"The creatures outside the inn seem to be under some kind of curse. The spiritual power in their bodies is not obtained from cultivation, but more like... passed on."

"Chuandu?" Ziming didn't understand, and tilted his head in doubt.

The method of transmission is similar to empowerment but it is not. The former does not need to instill spiritual power face to face, but the latter does.

Walking to the window and overlooking the whole street, Zi Jun could see the clue at a glance.

The strange creatures on the street have auras all over their bodies, swimming around their bodies like blood.

Without exception, all the weird creatures on the street are like this.

"Aww!" In front of the door and window of the inn, a ghostly figure walks hunched over.

Approaching the window of the guest room where Zijun was, he turned his head, closed his eyes, raised his nose and sniffed.

Suddenly opened his eyes, the strange creature frowned suspiciously, and stared at Zi Jun!

The two faced each other like this, but the former couldn't see Zijun at all.

After a moment of hesitation, the strange creature turned around and walked forward.

Bang bang bang!
Outside the guest room door, there was a hasty knock on the door, startled Ziming got up immediately,
He hurriedly ran to Zijun's side, holding his thigh tightly with both hands.

"Master!" Ziming lowered his voice in shock, pointed to the door of the guest room and called Zijun.

Outside the window of the guest room, the strange creatures that had left turned back again, but in his eyes.

The room was silent, not even a ghost was seen.

"Master Immortal! Help! Open the door quickly! Master Xiaodao, save me!" Hearing this sound, Zijun turned around and looked, ignoring the strange creature that turned back.

I saw him release his spiritual consciousness and lean out of the inn. The young sword cultivator before, with a terrified expression, lay on the door of Zijun's room, crying.

Withdrawing his consciousness, Zijun's heart moved at will, and the door of the guest room opened inward.

The young sword cultivator didn't care about the magic, he crawled into the room, got up and locked the door again.

When he looked at Zijun and Zijun, his face turned pale again!
Covering his mouth with his right hand, his pupils were shocked!His left hand pointed out the wide open window, trembling too much to dare to speak.

Following his fingers and looking up to the window, Ziming was so frightened that she sat down on the ground.

"Master!!!"

Ziming's character was pale, and he lowered his voice and shouted loudly.

Seeing that the two of them were playing badly, Zijun felt it was funny.

The means he used before, let alone a golden immortal, even a big Luo Jinxian, may not be able to see the way.

He didn't turn his head back, and with a wave of his hand, the strange creatures outside the window shattered into pieces like a sculpture shattered!
"Don't be afraid, although this creature looks ugly, its strength is not as good as that of a fairyland, and it can be destroyed with a flick of a finger."

Close the window and door, pull Ziming up, walk to the tea table and sit down, Zijun looked at Cuicheng and asked.

"With your cultivation base, if you are discovered by such monsters, you will definitely die. How did you find this place?"

Taking a long breath, Cuicheng raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

He picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of tea on his own, drank it in one gulp and said with a sad face.

"Thanks to the life-saving talisman that master gave me, that thing can only be used once, old gold is expensive."

I slept soundly before, but suddenly I heard movement outside the window.

Out of curiosity, I went to the window to find out. I poked through the paper window and saw the Rakshasa ghost!

Did not expect the legend to be true!If I had known this before, I shouldn't have come to this shabby inn to drink and eat meat because of my greed for food!

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, Cuicheng glanced at Ziming, with a lot of resentment in his eyes.

"Look... what are you looking at! The Daoist poached your eyeballs in a while! Who told you not to have eyes when you walk?"

Ziming raised his chin and stared back, unwilling to show weakness, but although what this boy said was overbearing, he was not wrong.

If it wasn't for Cuicheng bumping into Zijun, this little guy would be the most, cursing a few words.

But what he bumped into was Zijun, the immortal he admired most in this world.

How could he swallow his anger?Not beating up Cuicheng was already his biggest concession.

"Go on." Zijun took a sip from the teacup slowly, interrupting the two of them.

Nodding in response, Cuicheng recalled that his master had warned him about the legend about this place, and continued.

"The Rakshasa ghost was changed by the people in the city. It will come out to look for food every night, and the people who eat it are us monks from other places..."

After finishing speaking, Cuicheng swallowed as if recalling some horrible scene.

"Today is still March [-]rd! If I can survive tonight, no matter what, I won't come to this ghost place anymore!"

Cuicheng raised his head and looked out through the door and window, his expression was like that of a dead father.

"What is the special relationship between this and the day?" Ziming looked at Cuicheng curiously and asked.

"Extravagant than a corpse! The actual controller of the entire ghost country! He is a real ghost fairy!"

Speaking of Shebishi, Zijun nodded and smiled, explaining with great interest.

"He was born with a human face, dog ears, an animal body, and two green snakes with ear rings. He was named Shebishi. He is a god-like existence."

After finishing speaking, Zijun frowned in confusion. According to historical records, this extravagant corpse was transformed by a righteous god.

But now this ghost country doesn't sound like what the man of God did.

"That's right! But the extravagant corpses in this ghost country are not like those recorded in ancient books, they are evil ghost corpse gods! They specialize in corpses of human beings! Especially monks!"

Legend has it that this Shebishi was born 10 years ago!It's a wisp of lonely soul wandering in the world, only by chance and coincidence, it meets the immortal fate, and only then does it attain the Tao.

Although this ghost fairy is strong, he is afraid of the scorching sun and can only act at night.

And that Rakshasa ghost is the common people who drank the water of Longquantan.

Now it has become a monk monster who hunts here for treasure.

After listening to Cuicheng's narration, Zi Jun frowned. How many innocent people would have to be killed before all the people in the country could become Rakshasa ghosts!

Now it's just Wisteria City!There are so many of them!

And the territory occupied by the ghost country covers almost half of the southern territory!

There are hundreds of millions of ordinary people living among them, if not billions!
No wonder it has been able to cultivate to the Golden Immortal Realm after 10 years.

There are so many Rakshasa ghosts hunting for it, eating human essence, blood and spiritual power!

It's hard not to be immortal!

boom!
Ziming slapped the table angrily!With an angry expression, he opened his mouth and cursed.

"You bastard! Compared to the Yaozu, this ghost's methods are really cruel. Master, why don't we...!"

Ziming looked expectantly at Zijun, who replied in a moment of silence with no expression on his face.

"Forget it, to be able to poison so many people, it must be meritorious to kill it, so let's do it as hard as we can."

Playing with the teacup in his hand, Zijun said with a slight smile.

Hearing this, Ziming danced with excitement.

In his mind, as long as Zijun takes action, it can be said that there is nothing to do!Nothing is impossible!
"Help!"

(End of this chapter)