What kind of place is the cultivation realm? The monks all seem to have a habit of cleanliness, and as long as they have a little dust on their bodies, they are eager to throw ten or eight "dust removal tips" on themselves and take care of their appearance brightly.

There are many monks with low cultivation, but there are monks with a smell on their bodies, but out of a thousand people, they can't find half of them.

The smell on Xie Hanshi's body made Mao Daling feel disgusted for no reason. How can I say it? This smell is like the smell of a rotting corpse, if it weren't for Xie Hanshi standing alive in front of him, Mao Daling would almost think that Xie Hanshi was a dead man.

After Mao Daling said this sentence with a little disgust, her hands were not idle, and she immediately pinched a "dust removal trick" and threw it at Xie Hanshi.

Xie Hanshi was a little embarrassed by what Mao Daling said, and he didn't pay attention to it for a while, and he had already been thrown away by Mao Daling's "dust removal trick".

Xie Hanshi secretly complained in his heart.

Before he could explain, an even stronger stench evaporated from Xie Hanshi's body.

"Hanshi, I didn't let you wash up properly, how could you still ......" Mao Yifu frowned.

At present, Mao Yifu was still thinking about pulling Xie Hanshi, his future wife and brother, but he didn't expect him to make a big fool of himself.

Seeing Zhou Yuanyuan frowning and avoiding Lao Yuan's figure, Mao Yifu felt that his black face was almost cooked.

"Master Mao, I'm ...... I ......" Xie Hanshi was also embarrassed, and he couldn't wait to get into the ground.

"No, you're not a human, you're a corpse cultivator?" Mao Daling's face changed greatly, and while he took a few big steps back, he also pulled Zhou Yuanyuan back a few steps together.

The eldest sister forgot about herself again?

Mao Yifu felt that his glass heart had been hurt by tens of thousands of points.

Mao Yifu stared at his eldest sister with resentful eyes, and he didn't hesitate at his feet, and followed Mao Daling, taking a few big steps back, just blocking in front of Mao Daling.

"I'm not a corpse cultivator, I'm a decent monk. Xie Hanshi's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly waved his hand at Mao Yifu and explained.

Corpse cultivation does not mean that the corpse of a monk can be cultivated after death, but that there are a small number of monks who refine the corpse of a dead monk into their own puppet, which is equivalent to their own clone.

Corpse cultivation is a taboo topic in the cultivation world.

The way of cultivating immortals is no less than fighting with the sky. There is reincarnation after mortal death, and after the death of a monk, in addition to a stinky skin, the soul will turn into aura and return to heaven and earth.

No monk wants to let go of his body after his death. Besides, no matter how awesome the monk is in life, his appearance after death will definitely not look good, not to mention the stench on the corpse, even if the corpse repairs his "puppet corpse" smeared a few catties of incense powder, it is still inevitable that the wind will stink for ten miles.

Therefore, hundreds of years ago, there were high-ranking monks who put forward the slogan of exterminating corpse cultivators. For a while, the monks of the cultivation realm responded one by one, and in less than a hundred years, the group of corpse cultivators was attacked by the monks of the cultivation realm, and they were wiped out.

This is also the reason why Xie Hanshi's face changed greatly when he heard the word "corpse repair". He was a living person, so how could he be mistaken for a corpse? Oh no! A "puppet corpse" of a corpse?

Face is small, life and death are big. Xie Hanshi was afraid that he would be destroyed by Mao Yifu and them.

"Master, I remember, this person must have obtained the demonic energy on the demon cultivator's body through some evil method. This demonic aura is similar to the amount of his own aura. The two collided with each other, forming a dead air on him. That is what Mao Daling said about the smell of corpses. Master, can you carefully distinguish whether the smell on Xie Hanshi's body is similar to the smell of a corpse decomposing?" Xiao Yu reminded Zhou Yuanyuan.

Whether it is a monk with a corpse or a demonic aura, it is very likely to be an evil cultivator.

The methods of evil cultivation are rather weird, Xiaoyu is afraid that Zhou Yuanyuan will not understand the situation and will fall in love with Xie Hanshi's way, so he specially reminded Zhou Yuanyuan to stay away from Xie Hanshi.

"Death?" Zhou Yuanyuan frowned, and then remembered the smell on the tip of his nose just now, which was really similar to the smell of rotting corpses as Xiao Yu said.

"Hanshi, you'd better explain. Mao Yifu's face was straight, and a fire talisman had already appeared on his fingertips.

Whether it is a corpse or a "puppet corpse", they are afraid of fire. Mao Yifu is a rainy day!

"Master Mao, I'm ...... I'm ......" Xie Hanshi looked at Mao Yifu's awe-inspiring face and the talisman on his fingertips, for fear that Mao Yifu would be beaten if he didn't agree with him.

Xie Hanshi looked at Mao Yifu's face while writing a draft of a lie in his heart: "Master Mao, here's the thing." Half a year ago, I met a female cultivator, I had to recommend myself for a pillow seat, I saw her beautiful appearance, I couldn't hold back for a while, so I ......"

Xie Hanshi saw that the expression on Mao Yifu's face seemed to be loosened, and the nonsense became more and more smooth: "Really Master Mao, I didn't expect that female cultivator to be a female goblin, and I didn't pay attention to her way." I was almost sucked by her. In order to protect myself, I inhaled her demonic energy into my body. Master Mao, I'm ...... I...... I regret not being at the beginning!"

Thinking of the psychological pressure he was under during this time, tears of remorse flowed from Xie Hanshi's eyes.

I want to thank Daoyan Zhenjun for laying a good foundation for Xie Hanshi a few years ago, in the past six months, Xie Hanshi has lived in this stench every day, and he has not been forced to collapse, which can be regarded as his mental firmness.

"Is this true?" Mao Yifu frowned and asked.

In fact, there are quite a few loopholes in Xie Hanshi's words. The current cultivation realm is not the era of two hundred years ago, when demon cultivation and human cultivation coexisted. Now the demon cultivators in the secret realm have almost been extinguished. Even if there are one or two fish that slip through the net, and they are afraid to avoid the monk, where is there such a bold banshee who dares to run in front of the monk and recommend herself to the pillow?

However, Mao Yifu didn't want to think too despicable of his future brother-in-law, so he was subconsciously willing to believe what Xie Hanshi said.

"Seriously, seriously. Han Shi never dared to lie in front of Master Mao. Seeing that Mao Yifu was willing to believe his words, Xie Hanshi quickly nodded like pounding onions.

"Is that banshee's name Yunshang?" At this time, Zhou Yuanyuan spoke.

When Xie Hanshi said that he had sucked the demonic energy on the banshee's body, Zhou Yuanyuan had a trace of doubt in his heart.

In Xie Hanshi's narration, Zhou Yuanyuan inexplicably remembered a certain glamorous banshee cultivator he knew, Yun Shang, the manager of the "Falling Heart Bar".

When Zhou Yuanyuan saw Yunshang for the first time, he almost didn't recognize the identity of Yunshang's demon cultivator. Yunshang's human form is a peerless beauty.

A few months ago, Zhou Yuanyuan saw Yunshang again, and the demonic power on Yunshang's body was unstable, and it was difficult to maintain even a human form.