Chapter 33: The Strong Are King
The footsteps became clearer, and the sound of conversation stopped abruptly.
The two figures walked in, ignoring the hundreds of corpses, and instead naturally came to the side of the pool of blood to take a look.
At this time, when Qu Fan saw these two people, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and they turned out to be the two Taoist priests he met in the inn.
"Master, how long will that thing soak in this pool of blood?"
At this time, the young Taoist priest asked the middle-aged Taoist priest next to him.
The middle-aged Taoist priest glanced at the blood pool, and couldn't help laughing and said: "You have to soak in the blood pool for seventy-seventy-four and nine days to succeed, and then my Hundred Ghost Sect will return to the scenery of the past, hahaha." ”
"When the world is so big, there is no place you can't go without a master."
The young Taoist priest said with a fart.
The middle-aged Taoist priest nodded and said: "When the time comes, the teacher will lead you to dominate the world, and whoever dares to disrespect me for three points will destroy him." ”
Qu Fan didn't react when he listened to it next to him, but wondered what the two Taoist priests were talking about, and they dared to say such wild words?
Thinking of this, Qu Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and opened the personal information of the middle-aged Taoist priest and the young Taoist priest.
"Character: Xu Changqing"
"Identity: The head of the Hundred Ghost Sect."
"Cultivation: Three layers of Qi training."
"Skills: Ghost King Sutra, Hundred Ghosts Night Walk, Hundred Ghosts Devouring Souls, Hundred Ghosts Siege, Hundred Ghosts Impact, Hundred Ghosts Slashing, Exorcism, Ghost Practice, Ghost Summoning, Corpse Expulsion."
"Treasures: Hundred Ghost Flags, White Bone Cage, White Bone Sword ......"
When he saw this, the corners of Qu Fan's lips curled slightly, and his eyes flashed with a fine light, the good guy really has a lot of skills.
Immediately, Qu Fan opened the personal template of the young Taoist priest......
"Character: Zhu Yongsheng"
"Identity: Disciple of the Hundred Ghost Sect"
"Cultivation: Introductory Monk"
"Skills: Ghost King Sutra, Exorcism, Exorcism"
"Treasure: Ordinary Peachwood Sword"
Compared with the middle-aged Taoist, this young Taoist Zhu Yongsheng was really weak and pitiful, so Qu Fan directly ignored this guy.
"Hyakkiba? Looks like that thing in the pool of blood? Seeing this kind of treasure, it is obviously impossible to miss it, but this middle-aged Taoist Xu Changqing's cultivation is really not easy to do with the third layer of Qi cultivation! ”
Qu Fan thought in his heart, that's right, he fell in love with the hundred ghost flags and Xu Changqing's Taoist skills, so he had the idea of snatching them.
Don't say how bad Qu Fan is, this is a normal thing.
When you step into the world of cultivation, the laws of the world have changed, and the laws of cultivation are extremely cruel laws of the jungle, the strong are kings, and no one is right or wrong.
But what made Qu Fan hesitate was that this middle-aged Taoist Xu Changqing was a monk with a third-level Qi training, although he was weaker than Mao Fang's eight-layer Qi training, but compared to him, it was still difficult to deal with, after all, he was only a first-level Qi practitioner.
Now the only way is to use the hole cards to surprise him, catch him off guard, and kill him with one hit!
Thinking of this, Qu Fan took out a silver token, which was a silver talisman and one of the treasures of Maoshan Mountain.
It originally belonged to Mao Fang, but he gave it to Qu Fan.
According to Mao Fang, the Dao technique stored in this silver token is very powerful, and it is one of the advanced Dao techniques of Maoshan Tai Chi to punish evil spirits.
"But I've killed him now, who knows how to get those hundred ghost flags, what needs to be done in these forty-nine days?"
Just as he was about to make a move, Qu Fan suddenly thought that he would kill this guy himself.
What if there was something to be done if the Hyakki-bin was soaked in the pool of blood for forty-nine days?
And he is still very greedy for the many Taoist techniques of the Hundred Ghost Sect.
Thinking of this, Qu Fan stopped the attack in his hand, and instead took out an ancient book and read it seriously.
"If you have a skill book, do you want to learn soul searching?"
The voice of the system sounded in Qu Fan's ears.
Of course Qu Fan studied, but he deliberately took out this Taoist secret book.
In order to learn this Taoist technique, when the time comes, it is enough to forcibly search for Xu Changqing by means of soul searching.
Although there is a chance that Xu Changqing's soul will dissipate, so what?
What a business!
……
After three days......
These days, Xu Changqing took his apprentices to use corpse expulsion techniques to bring a few zombies to move all these corpses out of the cave and throw them down the cliff, and then lived in this cave to prevent anyone from breaking into this place.
As for Qu Fan, when they went out that day, he left the cave and quietly found a hidden place on this mountain to hide.
Until today, Qu Fan had thoroughly learned the soul searching technique, so he quietly rushed to the cave.
At this time, Xu Changqing's master and apprentice were still meditating and cultivating in the cave, and no one was found to have come in.
Because Qu Fan used the light body technique, he floated into the cave like a breeze.
When entering the innermost part of the cave, Xu Changqing, who was cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes, and he felt Qu Fan's breath and breath.
"......"
When Qu Fan saw Xu Changqing open his eyes, he released twenty zombies without the slightest hesitation, instructing them to pounce on Xu Changqing.
"Bold!"
Xu Changqing watched in anger as twenty green-faced and fanged zombies pounced on him, and hurriedly stood up and took out a square bone prison made of white bone the size of a palm from his arms and threw it at the zombies.
The bone prison rose against the wind and turned into a giant of more than ten meters.
The rune-covered bone prison crashed down, enveloping twenty zombies, and no matter how powerful zombies beat them, they could never break through the prison.
"Palm Thunder ......"
Qu Fan did not hesitate at all, raised the palm of his right hand flat, the palm facing outward, and a crackling thunderbolt flashed on the palm.
With a snap, a zigzag bolt of lightning slashed out of his palm.
At the critical moment, Xu Changqing rolled on the spot and dodged the lightning.
But the apprentice Zhu Yongsheng behind him was directly struck by lightning, and the whole person was scorched by the lightning, and he fell to the ground and fainted.
"Hundred Ghosts Slash ......"
Xu Changqing shouted angrily, and suddenly, a yin wind appeared.
The howl of the ghost crying god sounded, and countless black shadows condensed into a black knife shadow and slashed towards Qu Fan.
The shadow of the knife slashed, the edge was exposed, and Qu Fan's skin was in pain when a knife wind blew.
Seeing this scene, Qu Fan finally made a move, took out a gossip mirror and threw it on his head, pinched it with both hands, and the gossip mirror instantly glowed with golden light.
A thumb-thick golden pillar of light suddenly shot out from the gossip mirror, piercing through the black knife shadow fiercely, and hitting Xu Changqing unabatedly.
Poof......
Xu Changqing avoided the key point at the critical moment, but the abdomen was still pierced by the golden pillar of light.
Blood poured out of the bloody hole, and there were even broken internal organs.
Qu Fan was able to injure Xu Changqing in an instant by relying on the benefits of magic weapons, there was no way, he was rich and capricious.
"Who the hell are you? You and I have no grievances, why do you want to kill me? ”
Xu Changqing's face was pale and he covered the wound on his abdomen, and the remaining hand quietly pinched the law decision.