The Strongest Cultivation Small Farmer

Chapter 51 Demonic Qi
These black lines are definitely not a good thing!
Just at first glance, Zhao Xiaofei can be sure.

But Zhao Xiaofei couldn't see what these black lines were for a while.

"Master Zhao, can you tell what's wrong with my grandfather?" Chu Pengyun couldn't help asking seeing Zhao Xiaofei standing there without speaking or making any movements, just in a daze.

Only then did Zhao Xiaofei come back to his senses, turned his head and glanced at Chu Pengyun, then put his gaze on Chu Ditian again, let out a long breath, shook his head and said, "I still don't know what your grandfather committed. disease, but there seems to be a strange evil aura in his body, and... this aura doesn't seem to be the evil aura that should exist in our world."

"Yes!" Chu Pengyun replied, "The group of quack doctors said that my grandfather was poisoned, so they took a few cans of blood for testing, and finally got the results, saying that my grandfather was poisoned by a strange poison, and it was It’s a strange poison that doesn’t exist on Earth. Also, the Taoist masters invited recently also said that my grandfather was infected with an evil spirit, which is an unsolvable evil spirit.”

"Evil Qi???" Zhao Xiaofei repeated these two words and fell into deep thought.

"Brother Xiaofei, that's right, I checked Mr. Chu back then, but I found that the evil spirit in him is something we have never seen before, so I can't deal with it." At this time, Huang Wenzhong added.

"Could it be the evil spirit of the ghost world?" Chu Pengyun asked, of course he was not asking Huang Wenzhong, but Zhao Xiaofei.

Although Chu Pengyun is not a cultivator, and there are not many cultivators in this world, he has heard of some legends about demons and ghosts.

He didn't believe in ghosts and ghosts and the underworld before, but after experiencing what happened to his grandfather, he believed it, and he believed it completely.

"No!" Zhao Xiaofei replied decisively, "The evil spirit in your grandfather is not the evil spirit in the ghost world."

"It's not the evil spirit of the ghost world, what is that?" Chu Pengyun frowned, expressing his disbelief. In this world, apart from the human world, it is the ghost world, right?What other realms are there?Is there still a fairyland?
"What exactly is this 'evil energy', I don't know, I have to test it to be sure." Zhao Xiaofei didn't dare to make a judgment lightly, anyway, he can be [-]% sure that this evil energy is definitely not the evil energy of the ghost world.

The ghost world is also called the underworld.

The evil qi in the ghost world is very gloomy and cold. It is a gas formed by human beings' various bad emotions such as ignorance, anger, hatred, disease, pain, and revenge. It should not be called evil qi, but yin qi.

If there is Yin Qi, there will be ghosts.

The appearance of ghosts is, at most, for revenge.

But in this evil energy, in addition to the Yin energy, the Yin energy is also mixed with the meaning of killing and evil. It seems to destroy everything and the whole world.

This is not just about revenge!

But with the intention of actively destroying it!

And what is this breath?What should it be called?
Thinking of this, Zhao Xiaofei's mind suddenly froze, and he suddenly remembered the two words he had read in an ancient Taoist book many years ago - magic energy!
"Could it be that this is demon energy??"

Zhao Xiaofei frowned, thinking to himself.

"Master Zhao, if you have a way, please check my grandfather for me as soon as possible. Our Chu family will definitely be grateful." Chu Pengyun was quite polite.

"Hmm~~~!" Zhao Xiaofei was in a bad mood, but decided to take the first test.

He took it out of his pocket with his right hand, and a silver needle appeared.

The silver needle is about the same length as a chopstick. If you look closely, you will find that there are many small lines carved on the surface of this silver needle.

Anyone who is a cultivator can tell that these traces are exactly the runes and seal characters of Taoism.

Zhao Xiaofei looked at Chu Ditian who was lying on the bed, picked up the silver needle in his hand, pointed at Chu Ditian's shoulder, and stabbed it lightly.

The needle port appeared, and a few drops of liquid flowed out instantly.

It's just that this liquid looks scary, it's not bright red blood, but a liquid like ink.

Zhao Xiaofei directly stretched out his finger, dipped a little of the ink-like liquid, put it in his mouth and licked it.

At the entrance of the liquid, there was a bloody smell first, but immediately, this bloody smell was taken over by a spicy smell.

The spicy taste filled Zhao Xiaofei's mouth, flowed into his throat, and finally poured down his intestines into his stomach.

(End of this chapter)