Chapter 312: First Encounter with a Ghost Cultivator
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In Qinglong Mountain, the Blood Shadow Hall is in a deep mountain forest, and a thick smell of blood envelops it, giving people a creepy feeling.
In the past, it was the disciples of the Blood Shadow Hall who absorbed the masculine energy and sought to achieve the balance of yin and yang, so that they were not polluted by the yin and evil qi brought by the exercises they practiced, but today it was empty, as if this place had been abandoned for a long time, which made people unconsciously add a little more sadness.
The Red Blood Bat Wan Heshan, the hall master of the Blood Shadow Palace, was seriously injured when he returned to the hall yesterday, but he didn't know who did it, so he only got an order to return to the main hall, and no one was allowed to wander outside the main hall.
At noon, when the sun was shining, there was a silent more person standing above the clouds in the sky, and the thin figure would be ignored if he didn't look carefully, but it was such a thin figure, but it made people feel a burst of powerful oppression for no reason, and it felt like there was a big mountain pressing on the body, and it was difficult to breathe.
Standing on top of the clouds, seeing bursts of black gas floating into the sky, the thin man's eyes flashed with bursts of gold, and he glanced at this place, and suddenly his eyes froze, and he saw the behemoth in the depths of the woods that showed a corner.
When I came to the gate of the Blood Shadow Temple, I looked at the tall buildings standing here, which were originally supposed to be golden and splendid, but at this time, they were contaminated by a layer of black filth, which made people feel a sense of coldness and slaughter.
"Yesterday's one should be more suitable to return here or escape back here, with the same source of breath, so it seems that this sect must not be a good person, maybe it is also a place where evil demons gather. Looking at the somewhat black three-zhang high gate in front of him, the thin man suddenly felt a sense of violence in his heart.
"Change!"
After a voice with a little murderous intent sounded, the second-rate Hongmeng Lingbao Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick appeared in the hands of the thin man at the beginning of the Hongmeng Ten Thousand Souls List, and after the golden hoop stick was filled with a trace of orange mist, the feeling of murder in his heart suddenly disappeared like the water of the ebb tide, and even the cold and evil aura disappeared without a trace.
Seeing this scene, the thin man grinned and said: "It is worthy of being ranked on the Hongmeng Ten Thousand Souls List, breaking blood and sweeping away filth is really a big weapon." β
The last step out, the thin man waved the stick: "Give me all out, your grandfather and I have no one to greet me, are you really impatient?"
After waiting for a while, he still didn't see the figure appear, and the thin man still didn't see anyone appear, so he snorted coldly and said, "In that case, grandpa, I will come in by myself and teach you what it means to be a teacher." β
The place where the thin man stood just now was hit on the ground by the golden hoop stick in the thin man's hand, and a deep pit formed by the explosion remained in place, but the thin man had already appeared in front of the three-zhang high gate, the stick waved, and a series of afterimages swept by, and the gate that seemed to be unbreakable just now also happily turned into a pile of fragments scattered all over the ground.
After the dust fell, a thin man with a hairy face and a thunderous mouth stood in the center of the dust.
With a cold face, he glanced at every corner of the courtyard, and saw either fallen leaves all over the ground, or the desolate appearance of the grass, and the thin man said angrily: "Three breaths of time, if you don't come out quickly, I will step on your Blood Shadow Palace."
"Young people, it's sometimes good to be sharp, but it's easy to break if it's too strong. "I think it's better to keep a low profile. "So you're still young, this time I'll leave on your own as if you haven't been here. β
Just as the visitor had finished speaking, an extremely old-sounding voice sounded in the air.
Hearing the voice, the thin man glanced around to make sure that there was no one in the square, and the thin man shouted angrily, "Who is it, who has the ability to show up and speak, what is sneaky??"
Hearing the thin man's words, the old voice sounded again: "Young man, no matter how capable you are, you can't ignore other people's teachings so much, and commit other people's taboos, like you are so rampage, go directly to other people's houses to make trouble, even if you are strangled, it is self-inflicted, the old man sees that you are still young, let's think you don't know, if you leave now, the old man and I can also treat it as if nothing happened, so as not to stay and cause more trouble." β
"The old gentleman's good intentions, in the heart of the heart, but yesterday chased a demon to disappear here, after a search to find this place, so I want to come in to see, I don't know if the old gentleman knows that there are people here who practice evil arts?"
Hearing these words, the old man's voice, which was still gentle and polite just now, instantly cooled down, and after snorting coldly, he said: "You don't need to intervene in this matter, the old man will handle the things I teach, and I advise you to leave as soon as possible, so as not to cause trouble." β
Hearing the other party's tone, the person who came also felt that something was wrong, and couldn't help sneering: "It is inevitable that the cultivation realm has been poisoned by evil demons, as a member of the cultivation realm, the kid will also cut the grass and eradicate the roots, so as not to leave hidden dangers, so he will not leave here today." β
"Since this is the case, then don't blame the old man for relying on the old and selling the old, ruthless and ruthless. β
"There's a lot of nonsense, if you want to fight, what are you grinding?" Hearing the other party's words, the person who came also said with an unhappy face.
"Okay, good, good! It seems that it is really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, and the current cultivation realm is really full of talents!" Hearing the words of the person who came with high fighting spirit, the old man's voice disappeared after saying it in a disdainful and appreciative tone.
"The boy is really impatient, and he is looking for a way to die, so don't blame the old man. After the voice sounded, the thin man's first reaction was to turn around and look behind him.
What caught his eye was a black cloth robe, and the cloth robe was still a little decayed, as if it had been abandoned for countless years.
The moment you see each other, the first feeling is that it's so cold, this kind of coldness is like seeing a zombie standing in front of you, revealing two green light clusters from under the shabby black robe, giving people a sense of horror and horror.
At this moment, a strange confrontation began between the two, like two sculptures standing at each other, standing motionless.
In the next second, the still bright square was shrouded in a thick layer of black fog, and the five fingers could not be seen, which was mixed with a dead air, and bursts of strange screams also sounded in the fog.
Just after the black fog enveloped the entire square, the black-robed man's untouched voice also sounded in the black fog: "Who is Your Excellency, why are you chasing after my disciples??"
"It turns out that the person who cultivates evil arts is your apprentice, then you will definitely not be any better, and today I will eradicate your master and apprentice together. Hearing the other party's words, the person who came said with disdain on his face.
"You still have no answer to my question, who are you?" the black-robed man asked as he ignored the other party's words, still staring at the other party.
"Listen well, if you don't change your name, you won't change your surname, Sun Wukong is also!" Sun Wukong said with an arrogant face, and after finishing speaking, he also looked at the black-robed man and asked, "Then who are you, report your name." β
"Dead!" Just as the black-robed man finished speaking, an even thicker aura of death spread again.
Sensing this change, Sun Wukong was shocked and said, "It turns out that you are a ghost cultivator?"
Hearing Sun Wukong's words, the black-robed man smiled strangely: "Yes, it's a bit insightful, but it's too late." β
As soon as the black-robed man finished speaking, he disappeared in place, bringing up a ghost mist that was also churning.
Looking at these changes, Sun Wukong said coldly: "See what tricks you play?"
After finishing speaking, his eyes shot out two golden beams that seemed to be substantial, scanning the entire ghost mist one by one, and where the golden light passed, the ghost mist melted like spring snow.
Just when he was about to scan the entire ghost mist, Sun Wukong suddenly stood up with sweat all over his body, and the golden hoop stick in his hand danced, protecting himself in it, which was a little more reassuring.
Seeing that the other party reacted so quickly and let his sneak attack fail, the strange laughter of the black-robed man also sounded in the ghost fog behind Sun Wukong.
Gradually, not only behind him, but also the strange laughter of the black-robed man was everywhere in the entire ghost fog, like a ghost, without a trace.
Knowing that this is not the way to go, Sun Wukong stopped the golden hoop stick and said coldly: "The little ghost cultivator dares to make a mistake in front of Lao Sun, it is really self-defeating, if you are a ghost cultivator in the whole faction, then I, Sun Wukong, will step on all your Blood Shadow Palace." β
"Yes, then I'd like to see how you level out my Blood Shadow Temple. Feeling that Sun Wukong seemed to be joking, the black-robed man laughed even more arrogantly.
"Come out for me!" When Sun Wukong reappeared in the next second, he was already in the air five meters away, and a stick slashed down with great force, only to see a black shadow flash and then disappear into the ghost fog again.
"Look at my seventy-two changes!" After finishing speaking, one after another Sun Wukong appeared in the ghost fog, and in a few breaths, there were seventy-two identical Sun Wukong standing in the entire ghost fog, and the same seventy-two golden hoop sticks waved in the ghost fog at the same time, and the large ghost fog was dispersed by the pale yellow smoke that permeated the golden hoop stick, leaving only a figure wrapped in a shabby black robe, which was only three meters away from Sun Wukong at this time.
Looking at this sudden change, the black-robed man's eyes suddenly turned to the stick in Sun Wukong's hand, and suddenly remembered something in his mind, one night a year ago, when the black-robed man was cultivating to a critical juncture, he suddenly felt uneasy, as if something big was about to happen to him, and finally spent a year without incident, but he never thought that he would encounter the feeling of fear in his heart that night here today, and after careful understanding, he found that the aura emitted by this stick was so similar.
Thinking that when I was cultivating that night, I almost went mad because I felt this pure and majestic aura, and now I met it again, and I felt a lot of emotion in my heart: "I didn't expect that in order to be able to get ahead and carry forward the sect, I would abandon my body and abandon the righteous path and become a yin person to cultivate the ghost path, is it really that God does not allow me to send this person to rectify the Fa? I am unwilling, unwilling!"
As soon as Qiu Hailong finished speaking, he was surrounded by seventy-two people after Sun Wukong's transformation, and was strangled into pieces by the waving stick shadow and scattered to the ground.
"Master!" Wan Heshan, the current hall master who was in the main hall at this time, happened to see his master fall like this through the crack in the door, and he couldn't help the pain in his heart, and shouted with tears in his eyes.
"It's your turn now!" Just as Wanhe Mountain spoke, Sun Wukong's voice sounded behind him.
Hearing Sun Wukong's voice, Wan Heshan turned around and said with red eyes: "Although my Blood Shadow Hall is the way of ghost cultivation, but I have never killed innocents indiscriminately, and I have never done anything to hurt the heavens and reason, if you want to hold the slogan of Kuang Fu Justice and Demon Guardian Dao to kill us here, you can let go and give it a try, as long as you have that stick in your hand, our whole faction is powerless." β
"I can promise you not to destroy your sect, but today I must kill you, and I can continue to let the other disciples exist. Hearing Wan Heshan's words, Sun Wukong said indifferently.
"Why is that?"
"Because I can't control you, and I can control them, so as long as they don't commit adultery, they will be fine, but you and I can't control you, so you must die. β
Hearing Sun Wukong's words, Wan Heshan laughed miserably and said, "Anyway, cultivating the truth is a move to change one's life against the sky, let alone cultivating the ghost path like us." β
Just after Wan Heshan finished speaking, he sealed a book with essence blood and knocked it out thousands of miles away, and laughed: "Today I will play the ghost path magic trick, I hope that those who are destined to get this book in the future can help me carry forward my sect system." β
Just when Sun Wukong was about to say something, the sudden aura fluctuations gradually intensified, and the source of the disorder was Wanhe Mountain not far in front of him, and when the body exploded, Wanhe Mountain also let out a final roar: "Heaven is unfair, humanity is unkind, I am unwilling, unwilling to ......!"
Just as Wanhe Mountain finished shouting, an earth-shattering explosion also rose from the ground, and at the time of the explosion, Sun Wukong took the first step to pull the remaining disciples of the Blood Shadow Hall out of the hundred zhang away.
Looking at the hall that was half blown off by the explosion, Sun Wukong shook his head and sighed lightly, turned around and planted a ban on the bodies of all the disciples of the Blood Shadow Hall present, and said that after concentrating on cultivation, don't be a traitor, Lao Sun will not make a move, and then turned into a rainbow and disappeared into the sky.