The Immortal Taoist Priest in the Martial Arts World

Chapter 124 Fake ghost and real ghost
The night is as dark as ink, and everything is silent.

Dark clouds cover the moon, and a chill rises from the earth, as if God is hinting that tonight is not peaceful.

Taking advantage of the darkness, a carriage carried Sun Simiao and three disciples to the outskirts of Xiang Youxian and others. The driver was Liu Song.

"Fellow Taoist, how do you feel?" Xiang Youxian asked.

"In a place where we can live and work in peace and contentment, it is good to reform the Five Dou Rice Road, but there are still some loopholes left. The most important thing for the country is sacrifice and military service. Just choose one of the two. If you use your body to replace the gods, I am afraid it is not the way to cause chaos."

Just hold the gods up high and explain them yourself. This is almost always done no matter which sect or dynasty you belong to.

Once you become a god, you must do many things well, and you must stand high, otherwise your faith will be shattered and believers will become your enemies.

Countless times before, the Five Pecks of Rice cultists relied on this trick and the official demon sect's big hat. Not to mention the upper class, even the common people first thought that they were liars when they heard that a certain god came to earth. Even if they changed their names, it would not help.

And there is a fatal problem with this method - miracles.

Someone asked: Since you are a god, why don't you take an empty basin and turn it into a snake, fly one, cast a spell, and catch a ghost.

Therefore, Xiang Youxian and Sun Simiao both agreed with Xu Xuan's views and reforms. Even if there were too many killings, although they did not agree with them in their hearts, they did not reject them too much.

It is indeed unwise to call yourself God in this world.

Soon, everyone arrived in front of the villa.

It was getting late, and the red door of the villa was wide open. There were muddy footprints and signs of being pried in front of the door.

"Is this?" Xiang Youxian was a little confused.

There is a strange smell in the air, which is difficult to describe in words, a bit like the incense burned in the temple.

"No, this is poisonous smoke." Sun Simiao sniffed it gently and immediately realized that something was wrong. He quickly took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and poured out pills the size of mouse droppings.

"Keep it under your tongue, don't swallow."

After giving the Baidu Pills to everyone, Sun Simiao jumped out of the carriage and followed closely behind Xiang Youxian.

At this time, under the cover of night, eight figures were wandering around the house.

"no one!"

"There's no one here either!"

"The rooms are all empty."

Eight people gathered to report. The red-haired ghost was holding an incense burner in his hand. Purple smoke was emitting from the incense burner. This kind of incense is very malleable and can quickly spread over a hundred meters.

People who smell the fragrance will instantly become weak in their limbs and unable to move their true energy.

"The information is correct. Xu Xuan likes to be quiet and never lets servants serve him." The red-haired ghost seemed to have known about this for a long time.

"Haha, I think this guy is afraid of being exposed. Where is the peace? Why don't you hide in the mountains and forests?" The fat man who spoke is called cannibal. This is not just a nickname, but a real cannibal who likes to eat. Human flesh, especially the flesh of young girls.

"This person should be in the bamboo forest in the backyard. Please pay attention to me. If he messes up, we won't even be able to live!" the red-haired ghost shouted softly.

"Yes!!"

The shadow ghost disappeared into the shadows and seemed to disappear visually.

The mandrill ghost is agile, sometimes appearing at one end and sometimes at the other end.

The eight people each showed their magical powers and came to the backyard according to their own abilities. The plague ghost was responsible for releasing various poisons.

Many people thought that they killed Xiantian by fighting openly and honestly. In fact, they were wrong. They relied on this all-pervasive plot.

In order to kill a person, they can visit the location a long time in advance.

If Xu Xuan hadn't left home and couldn't find any flaws, it might have been a few months before they came.

There is a bamboo forest in the backyard.

The bamboo is so tall that it looks like bamboo from the south.

There are also some stone tables and chairs in front of the bamboo forest.

In the darkness, the bamboos are intertwined with dark leaves. Against the black sky, they look like monsters with teeth and claws.

"Big brother!"

At this time, someone called to stop the red-haired ghost.

"Say, what's wrong?"

"There's someone up ahead."

Following the subordinate's gaze, he saw a person sitting on the stone table.

The man had his back to them and remained motionless.

No more than 50 meters away from them.

"Do it!!"

Whoosh!
After giving the order, everyone was unambiguous and turned into shadows one after another, some rising and falling in the sky, and some walking on four legs like tigers.

The eight ghosts, on the one hand, look like ghosts, and on the other hand, their light skills are like ghosts. When they perform martial arts, they disappear like ghosts.

When everyone killed them, they each took out their weapons, swords, spears, and halberds, and their sharp cold light flashed.

Whizzing!

Flying needles, darts, and flying knives fell from all directions like a violent storm.

"Haha, go against us and seek death!"

The red-haired ghost sneered.

If the detoxification pills are not taken beforehand, even if you are an innate master, your internal strength will be affected. When a master fights, any flaw will be fatal, let alone the internal strength being affected.

"Be careful!!" At this time, Xiang Youxian, Sun Simiao and others also came to the backyard.

Seeing that Xu Xuan didn't react, Xiang Youxian became anxious and threw the sword on his waist.

The internal force turns into Gang Qi and enters the sword body, and the sword body emits a bright white light.

boom!
The sword broke into more than a dozen pieces in the air, shooting towards the eight people like meteors in the dark night.

Unfortunately, it was too late, Xu Xuan was about to be shot by a hidden weapon.

"Haha, remember, those who kill you are the Eight Ghosts of Shushan. I am the red-haired ghost. Remember grandpa's name, so as not to end up in hell as a confused ghost."

Seeing that his plan was successful, the red-haired ghost was extremely excited, adding another person to his tally of killing Xiantian.

Who else in Shu will dare to provoke me in the future?
Whoa!
At this time, three inches of Xu Xuan's body was covered with golden light.

Ding, ding, ding... The hidden weapons were shot on it, and they were bounced off one by one, making the sound of gold and iron clashing.

More surprising things are yet to come.

I saw another gust of wind blowing.

Whoa!
Xu Xuan flew into the sky, ten feet above the ground, standing on the dark clouds, looking down at everyone from high above.

The height of ten feet is not very high, and many innate masters of Qinggong can do it, but everyone soon discovered that something was wrong.

This guy didn't fall down, but was suspended in the void, still standing on the dark clouds.

The only thing Eight Ghosts could do was fire hidden weapons, but the hidden weapons were of no use to Xu Xuan, as all the golden light on his body was blocked.

The perfect golden light spell, coupled with the massive amount of infuriating energy during the foundation building period, the golden light spell can last for a long time.

This shocking scene made Yagui stop involuntarily.

They wanted to run away. The scene in front of them was too shocking. The shock could not be described in words.

It's equivalent to the ancient cold weapon battlefield, when a guy suddenly appears with a gun and shoots.

"run!!"

The red-haired ghost shouted and turned around, only to find Xiang Youxian and others at the door. .

Whoosh whoosh! !

At this time, the fragments of the sword thrown at Youxian arrived and shot one person to death on the spot.

The remaining seven people formed a circle back to back.

"Ma De, fight with them, pretend to be gods and ghosts, I, the Eight Ghosts of Shushan, rely on being fierce when I go out... um..."

At this time, the red-haired ghost choked on his heroic words.

More terrifying things are yet to come. Black smoke spreads from all around, the surrounding temperature drops rapidly, and even white breath is exhaled.

I saw five terrifying ghost figures slowly rising from the ground. Their faces were pale, their eyes were dark, and their mouths were wide open. The inside of their mouths was also dark, as if they were connected to the abyss.

There are five of them in total, and their bodies look ethereal and illusory.

Two consecutive miraculous visions made all the seven ghosts stunned.

Not to mention them, Sun Simiao and Xiang Youxian were equally shocked and forgot their words.

Torturing ghosts to summon gods, torturing ghosts to summon gods... turns out it is not a lie.

thump! !

"Gods, have mercy on me! Gods, have mercy on me, I know I was wrong."

Looking at the five slowly approaching, the Seven Ghosts no longer looked as ferocious as before, and knelt down and kowtowed.

Seven ghosts, he has two more ghosts than five ghosts, but they are not of the same nature.

Xu Xuan slowly fell down, with a ferocious ghost head hovering over his shoulder.

"I heard that you are also ghosts, red-haired ghosts. How do you compare to me, a ghost?"

The red-haired ghost was crying and his intestines were almost green with regret. If he had known about it in advance, he would not have come over even if he was beaten to death.

But if he doesn't come here, does he believe there are really ghosts here?
"You are the ghost. We are just bugs. Gods can call me red caterpillars. Gods forgive me..." The red-haired ghost had a very low attitude.

"Why are you here?"

"That's it..." The red-haired ghost told what happened.

"I see."

"God, can we go?"

"can!"

The five ghosts made way.

As if they had received an amnesty, everyone stood up carefully and walked toward the door.

At this moment, the red-haired ghost suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

Subconsciously, he turned around and saw a pale head leaning on his shoulder, with dark eyes looking at him.

This is the last scene of his life.

"Spells... Taoist spells really exist. Are there really ghosts and gods? Torturing ghosts to summon gods? Could it be that a true immortal has come to the world..." At this time, Xiang Youxian and the other two people realized what they were doing, and Sun Simiao said in shock.

The disciple quietly poked his head out from behind the door and looked at the five ghosts with both desire and fear.

(End of this chapter)