Cultivation of immortals, the beginning of cultivating demons for ten years

Chapter 171 Pure Yang
Lin Shouyi took out the array disk from his cloth pocket and buried it in the ground ten feet and eight feet in front of the gate of the palace.

Hold a talisman pen, dip it in ink, and touch cinnabar.

The spirit ink is the spirit ink that has been in the cellar for a hundred years, and the cinnabar is the cinnabar produced by Linlang Pavilion, each of which is an extremely expensive spell-casting material.

Lin Shou smashed the jar.Anyway, the underpants that had already lost money fell off, so there is nothing wrong with losing money.No matter how I go down the mountain this time, I have to earn some fame to go back.

"Sister Junyi, what is a ghost?"

Chu Junyi exhaled like a randao, "Ghosts, the world opened up by the ten most powerful ghosts and gods."

"Among the ghosts and ghosts, there is a method named human ghosts and ghosts, which specifically picks out people with disgusting and vicious behaviors, instigates them to believe in ghosts and gods, uses themselves as the door, and opens ghosts and ghosts in the world."

"Once a ghost is opened, it will automatically absorb the underground yin energy and grow stronger. To a certain extent, the ghosts and gods it believes in can send ghost soldiers and ghosts to the world to fight and kill."

"Once the ghosts created by Mrs. Wang take shape, Qingmu Town and even Chunjiang Mansion will become the territory of ghosts and ghosts. I don't know how many people will die by then."

Chu Junyi's tone was heavy, the elder brother's technique is stronger than his cultivation, and he hopes to solve this ghost.

Shi Huaixian was terrified, he had only one thought in his mind, he couldn't let this ghost come into being.

"Is there any way to destroy the ghost creature and prevent it from taking shape?"

"There is only one way, kill the person who opened the door, that is Mrs. Wang. Once Mrs. Wang dies, the ghosts will collapse."

Shi Huaixian put down Chu Junyi, "Sister Junyi, wait for me here."

"Huaixian, do you want to..."

"I'm going to kill Mrs. Wang."

Shi Huaixian put his left hand on the hilt of the Qingtian sword at his waist, turned around and walked towards the palace.

His eyes were firm, and there was only one thought in his mind.

Lanke Temple is his only home, and he will never allow outsiders to destroy it.

Wearing white clothes and wielding a sword, his murderous aura is boiling.

At this moment, even in front of the gods and demons, Shi Huaixian dared to use his sword, and it was definitely faster than a sword.

Yan Ping narrowed his eyes slightly, this monk in white has something!
Under his exquisite eyes, the yang energy above the head of the monk in white was as blazing as a burning sun, and even ghosts and evil spirits could not get close to him.

It's just that the yang energy in his top-level unyielding King Kong is not as good as that of the white-clothed monk.

It seems that there is no need for him to take action. The monk in white should be able to deal with the prototype of this ghost.

Niu Dali yelled, "Huaixian, come back, it's dangerous!"

"Little Monk Huaixian!" A group of women rushed out, wanting to step forward but fearing the turbulent black mist, their eyes were full of worry and anxiety, and some even burst into tears.

One and a half children couldn't help complaining, "Mother, I didn't see you cry the day my father died."

"Can your dead alcoholic father compare with the little monk Huaixian? A scourge, a banishment, heaven and earth."

Huai Xian!
Seeing Shi Huaixian's back gradually drifting away, Niu Dali's eyes suddenly turned red.

As expected of the warm-hearted Huaixian!
It is an example for all the juniors in Lanke Temple to learn from.

Huaixian, you can go at ease, if you have any troubles, I will definitely give you credit.

Niu Dali doesn't think that Shi Huaixian can deal with Mrs. Wang, this is a legendary ghost, even if it's just a prototype, it's not something a mere monk can break.

Looking at the white clothes that were drifting away, the women in Qingmu Town were so sad and worried to death.

Shi Huaixian, the lover of their dreams, is he really going to sacrifice for Qingmu Town today?

Looking at Meng Zhonglang, who is walking steadily and moving forward, and thinking about her husband who is nestled at home, the women all cried.

I am not born, but I am old.

Huaixian, we can't be together in this life, we will meet again in the next life.

Chu Junyi's pair of Jianshuiqiu pupils are full of brilliance, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, she prefers to go to the mountains of tigers, this is the man she fell in love with at first sight.

As for worrying about Shi Huai Xian.

She suddenly remembered a sentence Master said when he was drunk.

I am lucky to see Shi Huaixian in Qingmu town, slaughtering gods with a mortal body!
Although the master is usually full of lies, he definitely speaks the truth after drinking.

The man she fell in love with was definitely an existence that could kill a god with one hand.

Lin Shouyi's liver was about to explode.

Why is it that everyone went to see the pretended criminal, and no one watched him cast spells with the unknown talisman here?
Yes, I even cried.

Damn, I'm here to save you guys, so why doesn't anyone care about you and me!

As soon as Lin Shou stopped casting spells, he wanted to see how Shi Huaixian, who had stolen the heart of his junior sister, managed to die.

Yup!

Once Shi Huaixian died, the heart of junior sister might return to him.

die!die!This is an opportunity you voluntarily gave up. If you want to die, I can only wish you an early death.

Lin Shouyi watched coldly.

Mrs. Wang didn't talk about it first, but said that the eighteen red-clothed ghosts in the black mist could kill one or two hundred strong men by itself.

Do you rest assured that the celestial yang is full of energy, and can it hold more than one or two hundred people?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Shi Huaixian walked through the black mist and entered the palace.

Shi Huaixian stepped into the palace.

The black mist that enveloped the palace suddenly surged, rushing towards it as if there was life.

The yang qi boiled, and three yang fires ignited on the top of Xian Huai's head and on both shoulders.Like a great sun across the sky, it blooms with immeasurable light and burns all evil.

Where the fire shines, the black mist melts like snow, making it impossible to get close to Xian Huai.

Mrs. Wang sits cross-legged in the center of the ghost creature, her body acts as a formation eye to absorb the yin energy from the earth, and then transforms it into the black dead energy needed for the ghost creature to grow.

With scarlet pupils, pale skin, and a thin body, Mrs. Wang can no longer see the elegance and plump charm of the past.

She is no longer a human being, to be precise, she is no longer her.

The moment she opened the door, she sacrificed her soul to the ghosts and gods in the ghost domain, and became the body of the ghosts and gods.

In exchange, the ghosts and gods promised her to raise her son and wash Qingmu Town with blood, not to let a single citizen of Qingmu Town be spared.

The fact is, the moment the sacrifice was completed, her son was swallowed by ghosts and gods.

It's ridiculous that human beings are trying to negotiate conditions with the ghosts and gods in Huangquan, so stupid.

The method of raising ghosts is good, and the eighteen red-clothed ghosts raised have all reached the level of quasi-ghost generals.

Mrs. Wang frowned suddenly.

There was a strange red light in her eyes, and her vision penetrated the black mist and fell on Shi Huaixian.

The sun is on fire!

Tsk tsk, this mortal is so yang.

It is a good material for refining pure yang ghost corpses.

Madam Wang's lips moved, "Kill him!"

The graceful figures that shuttled like fish in the black mist suddenly paused, and appeared near the gate the next moment.

They harnessed the dead energy, condensed into pitch-black ghost claws and clawed down.

At first glance, it seemed that dozens of demonic hands were reaching out to Shi Huaixian, intending to trample him to death.

Shi Huaixian's shoulders are full of yang fire.

The traces of repeated anger spread out, illuminating the ten directions.

The large swath of black mist melted, the white clothes appeared dusty, and the steps were calm, like a god with a big sun on his shoulders.

Suddenly, Ghost Claw Qiqi stopped.

"This man is so familiar, no, I can't kill him, ah, who is the man in white and why can't I do it."

The red-clothed ghost muttered to himself, struggling in pain.

"Ah~!"

There was a ghost screaming up to the sky, and his sanity instantly recovered.

This is Shi Huaixian, her dream lover.

When I was 13 years old, it was a rainy day.

She met a little monk in white at the corner, and since then her love has been deeply rooted. Every night after falling asleep, she will dream of white clothes, and the sheets must be soaked the next day.

Ah, what I am now!
No, I can't let Huaixian see my hideous appearance.

The ghostly aura receded, the rotten meat with sharp claws disappeared, and a girl in red at the age of cardamom appeared.

The red-clothed ghosts regained their clarity one by one. Looking at the man below with dusty temperament, their expressions were agitated. They immediately restrained their ghostly aura and returned to the most beautiful appearance before they were alive. They covered their mouths and wailed. .

Their lives are miserable!
Since she was a child, she was sold to the royal family as a servant girl, and she began to work as a child laborer.

When I was young, I didn't feel anything. Instead, I was glad that I could wear good clothes and eat enough food.

Only when they were at the age when they first fell in love did they realize the pain and suffering of losing their freedom and being dominated by others.

Mrs. Wang, the mistress of the house, has one thing in front of others and another in the back.

In front of people, they greeted them with care and caring.After they were born, they beat and scolded them and abused them at every turn.

It is commonplace to be covered with bruises, and in these long and dark years, the only thing that can make them feel that the world is still beautiful is Shi Huai Xian.

They felt an unprecedented respect from Shi Huaixian.

Every time I meet him, he will take the initiative to say hello, with a warm smile, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.

He will help lift heavy objects, tell jokes to make people happy, and even give them Boundary Medicine Wine.

It's okay to be nice.

She still looks so good-looking, like a banished immortal who accidentally fell into the mortal world.

to save them from their misery.

I thought it would be good to live like this, as long as I could see the person in my dream every day.

Unexpectedly, on the day they became adults, a real nightmare came.

They were thrown into the basement by Mrs. Wang, and were brutally abused by more than a dozen big men, tortured to death.

He turned into a ghost and wanted to seek revenge from Mrs. Wang, but found that everything was planned by Mrs. Wang.

Years of beatings, scolding and abuse, and finally being thrown into the basement to be tortured and humiliated.

The ultimate goal is to let them accumulate resentment in their hearts and turn them into ghosts after death.

Not only did they fail to take revenge, but they were subdued by Mrs. Wang and became ghosts under her orders.

He was abused during his lifetime and could not live in peace after his death.

Their spirits gradually became distorted. Under Mrs. Wang's instigation, they tasted the pleasure of killing, and gradually fell in love with this feeling of controlling other people's lives.

They finally became the obedient and murderous ghosts in Mrs. Wang's mind.

With their help, Mrs. Wang killed many competitors in the business field and seized other people's property.

Stepping on the bones of the Wang family, the tide has risen, and it has become the richest family in Qingmu Town.

If Shi Huaixian hadn't appeared, they must still be addicted to the joy of killing and unable to extricate themselves.

Shi Huaixian stood still, feeling puzzled.

Just a moment ago, a chilly cloud suddenly descended from the top, and when he was about to make a move, it suddenly disappeared.

It seems to be a very powerful ghost.

flinched?

"Sisters, it seems that Huaixian can't see us?"

"Sister, fight and fight, cover me, and I will cast spells."

"it is good."

Gusts of yin wind blow around Xian Huaixian, colliding with and crushing the overflowing yang energy.

Strange, what are these ghosts doing?
tickle me

Shi Huaixian knew that his yang energy was strong, and he dared not approach idle ghosts, but judging from the aura revealed just now, these ghosts were not idle ghosts!

Suddenly, a blue light flashed in front of his eyes, and the world seemed to be unveiled, and he saw a real world.

In the void in front of my eyes, there are eighteen red-clothed girls who are thin and fat, each with his own merits.

Very familiar, as if seen somewhere.

"Sisters, Huaixian can see us now."

"Sister, come on, help me to see, am I ugly in this dress?"

"You look good, but what about my outfit, isn't it too ugly?"

The girls blushed suddenly, they didn't dare to look at Shi Huaixian, they turned around one after another, took out the mirror to look at their appearance, and temporarily touched up their makeup.

This familiar scene finally reminded Shi Huaixian of the past.

Seeing him, she blushed shyly, turned her head in a hurry, and then took out a mirror from her small bag to touch up her makeup. Except for the maids of the Wang family, there was no one else in Qingmu Town.

Three years ago, two or three of the eldest maids of the Wang family disappeared every one or two months.

For this reason, he went to Wang's house to ask Mrs. Wang, and Mrs. Wang said that he found a good family for them to marry.

It does not appear to be the case now!
People are like swords, and if there is injustice, it will scream.

Murderous into the sky.

Shi Huaixian's head was crowned with yang fire, and it slowly rose into the sky, like the sun crossing the sky.

Om~!

The Qingtian sword sang and trembled continuously.

Qingtian Sword has a spirit, this is what the old host told him.

When the Qingtian Sword trembles, you will truly be recognized by the Qingtian Sword.

Only then will you be able to become the real master of Qingtian Sword.

Did I get the approval of Qingtian Sword?

Qingtian, do you also feel unfair?

hum~~~!

The Qingtian sword trembled more intensely, and it came out of its sheath by itself, floating in front of Xian Huaixian.

Feeling something in Shi Huai's heart, he held the hilt of the sword with his right hand.

A huge suction came, Qing Tianjian absorbed the yang energy in his body and poured it into the sword body.

The sword is full of air.

A ray of sword energy locked in front of him far away, trembling continuously.

Shi Huaixian could feel its longing, as if urging him to strike with his sword.

Outside the palace gate, Yan Ping frowned.

Such a strong pure Yang sword energy!
This powerful pure Yang sword energy is the monk in white!

But the monk in white is obviously not a sword cultivator, why does he have such a strong pure Yang sword energy?

Yan Ping was puzzled and curious.

Mrs. Wang stood up with a bang, and there was a sudden sharp pain between her eyebrows just now, as if someone was pointing at her with the tip of a sword.

Again!
This time the tingling between the eyebrows was even more intense.

Could it be that there is really a strong sword cultivator coming here?
Mrs. Wang felt very bad.

Out of the body decisively.

I saw an enchanting female ghost with a bull head, a human body and a snake tail slowly appearing.

She was eight feet tall, with an exquisite figure, wearing armor and hanging a knife, giving people an evil and charming feeling.

At this moment, Shi Huaixian finally reached out and grasped the hilt of Qingtian Sword.

Take advantage of the trend and chop out with a sword.

An unpretentious sword light flew out in the direction locked by the ray of sword energy.

Pure Yang Sword Cultivator!

Dangerous~~~~~~~~~~~~!

The face of the enchanting female ghost changed drastically, and she hurriedly opened the dark door.

Boom~!

The sword light passed by, and the gate dissipated.

The eyebrows of the enchanting female ghost were pierced, and without leaving a last word, she was torn to pieces by the pure Yang sword energy.

The ghosts disintegrated, and the black mist covering the palace dissipated.

Shi Huaixian finds Mrs. Wang with a sword.

Dead is dead.

But there was not a single wound on his body.

I don't know where the sword cut just now.

(End of this chapter)