When I become a demon king, I want to change my department to the Taoist sect.

Chapter 5 The wild fox makes a ghost statue

I saw the statue suddenly became several feet tall, slowly opened its eyes, and a scarlet light shot out.

The two men stopped hesitantly, bowed to the statue and said, "I wonder who you are? The two of you below are disciples of Master Qiankun of Xishan Cave."

"Oh." Tang Yuan also became interested, "Jindan Zhenzhen, I didn't expect that these two people's Taoist cultivation is ordinary and unsightly, but they are disciples of Jindan Zhenren?"

The statue just shouted angrily, "Since you see the god, why don't you worship him!"

Under the sweeping momentum, a gust of wind blew throughout the small temple, blowing the fire bright and dark.

The group of charlatans felt a mountain-like pressure coming towards their faces, and they knelt down on the ground. The two monks struggled for a moment, but could not resist, and knelt down tremblingly.

Only Tang Yuan was still lying there with his usual expression, looking at the statue with interest.

The towering statue glanced at Tang Yuan and roared again, "Since you have seen the god, why don't you worship him!"

At this time, the sky also echoed with the roar of thunder, and another thunderbolt illuminated the temple.

The half-dark statue showed a ferocious ghost appearance, with a purple face and fangs, and four eyes, all of which emitted a soul-stirring light.

The two monks had some knowledge, and they knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "The young one was ignorant and bumped into the Dharma Chariot of the Lord. Please have mercy on the Lord and spare my life."

In demonic realms like Northern Xinjiang, what sentient beings worship is not the Buddha, but various demons, ghosts, yakshas...

Some are famous demons in Jiuyou, and some are simply divine magic bodies refined by demon cultivators, stealing the power of will and belief to practice.

Tang Yuan had three incarnations of gods and demons at the Demon Lord level in his previous life. They were all demon gods who had received hundreds of millions of incense. They were almost comparable to the gods of heaven.

But as long as it belongs to the magical body of God, the weakest person also has the power of golden elixir.

Tang Yuan said slowly: "Oh, it's actually a heavenly ghost. This is the best among ghosts. It can be born by combining the earthly evil spirit between heaven and earth with the resentment of human beings. This earthly evil spirit must rank among the seventy-two earthly evil spirits. attributes, and the resentment can only be satisfied by killing all the millions of people at least. In this way, as soon as the heavenly ghost is born, it will be the Yin God level, and it is also one of the best materials for demon cultivators to make gods and magic bodies. "

"I think about the time when the Guiwei Sect wiped out the great country with hundreds of millions of people in the far west, and then used the Xuan Yin Sha in the far reaches of the earth, intending to train a heavenly ghost of the Yuan Shen level, but I didn't want to get away with it, but instead... He became the Ghost Emperor of Yinshan today."

He paused, shook his head and said: "Although your illusion is real, it cannot transform one ten thousandth of the majesty of a heavenly ghost. If you could just transform into a Yaksha or Shura, it might be more convincing."

After being told by Tang Yuan, the statue was stunned for a moment, and then it looked like a vajra with angry eyes. The dim light in its four eyes became stronger. In conjunction with the storm outside, thunder and lightning roared, giving people the feeling of the power of God as if it were a prison.

But the two demon cultivators also saw the fierceness of the statue. If they were real gods and demons, how could they just use their aura to suppress others if they were humiliated like this?

The young man with a ruthless head and rat eyes drove the long-tongued ghost to rush towards the shrine, and the statue that was more than ten feet tall was turned over by the long-tongued ghost.

A gray headless statue rolled to the ground, and the pressure that filled the entire small temple dissipated.

From the corner of Tang Yuan's eyes, he saw a completely white figure flashing past, escaping behind the incense platform, "Is it really a fox?"

The two men were so frightened by the fox's illusion that they lost all their majesty and acted ugly. At this time, they were extremely angry and ordered the long-tongued ghost to wreak havoc, vowing to find out the bluffing guy.

Those charlatans were originally overjoyed to see the statue show its power and frighten the two of them, but Tang Yuan's words ruined the idea.

Looking at the two angry people, I just felt that my life was slim.

The fool who had stabbed him just now had his wounds stopped by his companions, but looking at the spreading blood, it seemed that the air in was less than the air out.

The two magic cultivators couldn't find the fox, so they turned to Tang Yuan and cupped their hands and said: "I wonder if brother can see where that person is going? He dares to harm us like this. If he falls into our hands, we must deal with him well." Ichiban, tell him to live but not to die."

The young man also smiled lewdly and said: "If fellow Taoist are interested, the three of me can play with this girl together."

In his words, he already recognized Tang Yuan as a fellow traveler.

The young demon cultivator's face came closer, and Tang Yuan saw that he had a big black wart on his face, with two curving hairs growing on it.

Combined with his triangular eyes and his wretched demeanor at the moment, it was simply hideous.

Tang Yuan's mood suddenly changed for the worse.

He frowned and said, "You can call me fellow Taoist, but you ugly thing ruined my mood for no reason. You should be killed!"

Before he finished speaking, a white and tender fist suddenly hit him. The young demon cultivator wanted to get close to him again, but he never thought of such a turn. Tang Yuan only had time to open his mouth wide, but without saying a word, he was smashed across the body. Tang Yuan stepped down again, directly destroying the soil where the wart grew.

Then he took a long breath.

"Much more comfortable."

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. In the blink of an eye, the young monk who was angry and arrogant before had turned into a corpse, and his head turned into a pile of flesh.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth wide and hesitated, unable to speak. He was obviously shocked by this scene.

As soon as the owner of the long-tongued ghost died and was freed from restraints, he suddenly became mad and rushed towards Tang Yuan.

Tang Yuan was about to kill it, but found that its target was actually the corpse of the young man on the ground. The whole ghost lay on the ground, biting at the corpse and roaring angrily.

From that roar, Tang Yuan could hear the resentment that even the water of the world could not wash away!

He looked at the middle-aged man, who trembled in fright and stammered: "This, this ghost is his first wife, and their child...the child was also transformed by him...into a ghost baby."

"What are you afraid of?" Tang Yuan patted the man on the shoulder and said pleasantly: "His appearance really messes with other people's mentality. Look at you, you have a standard demonic face. It makes people feel comfortable physically and mentally. , why should I kill you?"

"Don't you feel uncomfortable every time you see that wart and want to beat him to pieces?"

The middle-aged man thought: "I usually want to kill him, but it's just because I covet him as a long-tongued devil. How can I have murderous intentions because of his appearance? This man is indeed an old devil with deep demonic nature."

But he still responded and said: "Senior, you have spoken to my heart. I am always irritated when I see his warts on weekdays. What senior has done is really satisfying."

Tang Yuan cast an appreciative glance, "You really understand me."

Only then did those Jianghu people recover from the shock. Looking at Tang Yuan's nonchalant smile, they felt even colder in their hearts. They froze there, not daring to move.

After the long-tongued ghost ate the young monk, it followed its instinct and killed Tang Yuan.

This kind of imp who has been cultivated by demons has lost its essence after being consumed by various inhuman restrictions, making it difficult for him to be reincarnated.

Tang Yuan had no choice but to end her ghost life with one punch.

The ghost's glance before his death seemed to have restored clarity for a moment, showing the slightest trace of gratitude.

Tang Yuan turned back to look at the middle-aged man, and his tone changed: "Although you are very magical, smart and sensible, I can't beat your golden elixir master! What do you think I should do?"

"Golden elixir!" The middle-aged man cried sadly, "Our master is just a Qi refining practitioner. How can he reach the golden elixir? Give me ten more courages and I wouldn't dare to sue my senior."

"You dare to call it true by practicing qi?" Tang Yuan was surprised at first, but then he thought about it, in this remote place in the backcountry, a monk in the qi refining realm might be something extraordinary.

He rolled his eyes and said, "Tell me about your master."

In order to survive, the middle-aged man even revealed the story of his master's new concubine.

Seeing that this man was going to talk endlessly, Tang Yuan said angrily: "Tell me more about what treasures he has."

According to this middle-aged man, there are actually several treasures that are suitable for Tang Yuan.

Apart from anything else, if there was a ginseng king that was three or four hundred years old, it would be enough to cast his Taoist foundation into pieces.

"As the saying goes, a horse does not grow fat at night, but that's not true. As a righteous person, how can we not act chivalrously and slay demons?"

"This is Zhengdao's favorite script!"

Tang Yuan asked again about his master's many evil deeds.

He occupies the mountain as the king, bullies the weak, commits many evil deeds... and has a rich fortune.

This kind of fat sheep...this kind of evildoer, it's time for the hero Yi Bo Yuntian Tang to take action. "

A smile appeared on Tang Yuan's lips.

(End of this chapter)