Song Qingyang finally came to Wang Guifang's study.

Through the door of the study, Song Qingyang felt a chill that made people cold from the back of his head to his heels. What was it that was causing this terrible gloomy coldness?

Wang Guifang put his arm on Song Qingyang's shoulders and seemed to be casual, but in fact, his back was already tense and all was sweat, behind this study, it was the biggest secret he hid, of course, this secret was not the good coffee god, but the evil he had done over the years, the countless portraits of teenagers who were deceived and played with by him and even died without a place to be buried.

Song Qingyang stood still, Wang Guifang naturally did not dare to act at will, he was an ordinary man, in the battle of the 'immortals', there was no room for resistance, and one accidentally ended up in ashes.

The two of them froze at the door of the study like this, and Song Qingyang knew that if he pushed open this door, he would not be able to get rid of this matter. There is a saying in the world that is especially suitable for mountain monks, which is to sweep the snow in front of the door, and not to care about the frost on the tiles of others. The monk goes against the sky, has a pure heart, has few desires, has no desires, and does what he does is to be as little as possible to be contaminated with right and wrong, and what he does is to cut off three corpses into immortals, and he also cuts off many connections with the world. No, no, it's just to cut off the calamity, and the Hongchen experience and self-cultivation are not as ordinary people imagine in the world, and it will be completed after living in the world, this look is not useful or useless, the first thing that pops up against it is the Heavenly Destiny Division, and the Hongchen cultivation is to experience it with a completely different identity from the mountain practice, leaving only experience, and the Hongchen experience must go through a complete reincarnation, otherwise the way of heaven is not allowed, and the rules and regulations are cumbersome and complicated, no less than the rules of the Xianshan sect.

Song Qingyang hesitated for a moment, but countless thoughts flashed in Wang Guifang's heart, the previous idea of inviting the true god in the famous temple Daguan is now faint, and the good coffee god is really a little unusual and weird, now I just ask the big brother in front of him to see if this statue is evil, in fact, those offerings of money, say not much, Wang Guifang can still be offered.

In the study, the portrait of the woman who was harmed by Wang Guifang fluttered seamlessly, if you don't look closely, it is like a white-clothed ghost floating in the air, this is a scene that Wang Guifang will never see, after closing the door, the original picture scroll of dead things on the female ghost of resentment are all open eyes blood and tears, and a stream of invisible resentment gathers in the hands of the good coffee god, and then purifies through the string of agate gold and jade stones on the body, and enters the huge eyeballs that it opens.

Although the statue of Shanka is ugly, it is a jewel, the gilt hairpin shines, giving people a sense of solemnity and preciousness, and the strong contrast is the female ghost in white flying on the left and right sides of the statue, the female ghost has a hideous face and scarlet eyes, dancing with the wind, and the posture is strange and makes people feel frightened.

Song Qingyang still made a decision, since he had encountered this matter, he had to take care of it.

"Squeak~" Wang Guifang was a little suspicious, why didn't he return to the Pearl Villa in the world for a few days, and this door shaft was a little rusty?

A bloody breath that Wang Guifang couldn't smell hit his face, and if he talked about the waves, it was like a cold wind that froze everything. Song Qingyang didn't run the exercises, but just resisted with his own righteous qi.

As far as the eye can see, it is the strange god of goodness.

The gilded statue of the god is strange, the statue has four eyes, one is open and three closed, the only eye that is opened is very large, there are two eyeballs in the eyes, one looks at the sky and the other faces the ground, one black and one white. It was as if the whole face had only one eye, but when you looked closely, you could see that its nose, mouth, and even ears were squeezed together. The face of the statue is naturally extremely ugly, but the decoration on the body is very gorgeous, pearls and agate are connected, layers of their wrists and ankles, and the copper coins of I don't know what age are linked by gold wires, forming a robe obliquely draped over its shoulders.

Wang Guifang subconsciously wanted to worship, but was pulled by Song Qingyang, and at this moment, she finally determined that this idol was by no means good. The picture scroll of a beautiful woman, which had just been fluttering without the wind, stopped fluttering the moment the door opened, and hung quietly on both sides of the statue, although all this was a little strange, but there was nothing special about it.

Song Qingyang yawned, as if tears had come out, so he wiped it casually, but this wipe was a little trick in it. How do the secular Taoists under the mountain exorcise demons and get rid of ghosts? There is a big talk here, if there is really a Taoist who has cultivated himself, where will he have time to do such a meritorious deed of subduing demons and eliminating demons? He can't practice on the sacred mountain for 25 hours a day, so most of the Taoist priests under the mountain have some small means to subdue demons and eliminate ghosts.

For example, the method of observing grievances. Take the morning dew on the willow branches in the south at the beginning of the dawn of heaven and earth, and apply it to the eyes, you can see the resentment gathering and dispersing, as for this expulsion or not, then there is learning, and I will not mention it here for the time being. It has long been the peach wood sword, and the peach wood belongs to the yin wood, but there are ancient saints who made an oath with a grand wish to use the peach as the ancestral wood to cure the ghosts, which also caused the Taoist priests in later generations to carry the peach wood sword to walk in the world, as for those superficial talismans, it is another saint Taishang Laojun's edification credit, Taishang Laojun is as anxious as the law is not shouted in vain.

Song Qingyang had just wiped his tears with the help of wiping his tears, and he wiped the ghost dew into his eyes.

The sight of the sight also surprised Song Qingyang, the monk on the mountain, how could these grievances be like this!!

From the woman's picture scroll, the resentment was formed into countless crying girls, and the cry in her eyes was naturally the pure resentment, but after the resentment cried, it was not scattered, but was bound by an indistinct pipe, and it was connected to the statue of Shanka. A thought flickered through Song Qingyang's mind, this good coffee god statue is a giant precision pole built by the monks on the mountain with countless scheming, which may involve the participation of various factions and sects, because it is absolutely impossible to create such a precise thing with the power of a single family!

Create life!

Something that even the great gods don't dare to think about. Not only the flesh-and-blood creatures in this world are life, but also the many heavenly saints who are high up are also life, and since the day of the legend, only one person has created life, and that is the ancient Nuwa saint. The rest of the many lifeforms and thousands of living beings are either constantly evolving from the chaos of the universe, or the flesh and blood essence of the ancient gods after their deaths, all of which are under the manifestation of the Heavenly Dao, and no one can change them.

And the good coffee god in front of him, Song Qingyang is extremely sure, someone wants to challenge the bottom limit of the whole world!

It is not impossible for resentment to become a spirit, but at that time, the creation of heaven and earth, even if there were monks who slaughtered the world to create endless resentment to form a barren and barren land to produce resentful spirits, that was also the creation of heaven and earth, and the statue in front of him was not only someone who created the birth conditions for it, but also people who constantly interfered in the process of its birth.

There were so many things that shocked Song Qingyang during this period of time, so many that Song Qingyang felt that he was not dreaming, how could there be such a thing? It's not just that the resentment has become a spirit, but there are also people who want to shape it into an incense god, Song Qingyang doesn't know what this strange birth of life means to the immortal cultivation world, but this is definitely not something he can manage.

Song Qingyang faintly had a feeling, I'm afraid, the true idea of the matter is like the tip of the iceberg, far beyond his imagination, maybe this matter, most of the strength of the immortal cultivation world is involved in it, and it is the top great cultivator power, everyone has an ulterior purpose, so they all have a bystander attitude towards this matter.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Wang Guifang saw that Song Qingyang suddenly stood still, and he was frightened in his heart, could it be that this guy was just a useless thing, and he was restrained by the good coffee god?? "Don't blame the good coffee gods, they are all small and bad, I will definitely double the offering this year, and ask the good coffee god to live ...... regardless of the villain" Wang Guifang kept chattering in his heart.

"Ahem...... I'm fine. Song Qingyang coughed silently, this matter has to be taken to heart now, but one thing can be confirmed, the effect of those resentful female ghosts on the good coffee god is not as great as imagined, and it is also, such a strange and mysterious thing, how can it simply rely on this resentment to support it.

Song Qingyang felt a chill in his heart, that is to say, in a place he didn't know, there must be a place where the resentment was rampant, and the main god of the good coffee god was worshipped. How terrifying that place was! How bloody it was, Song Qingyang trembled just by moving this thought, as if there was an invisible evil aura about to swallow it.

The biggest role of this good coffee god in Wang Guifang's family is probably to suppress these female ghosts. And how should these female ghosts be dealt with? Song Qingyang's heart fell into a tangle again.

If you go too far, you will definitely be scared of the snake, although this guy who fights the grass and the snake is really a little unsightly, like a dispensable fly.

If it is not exceeded, then these female ghosts are tantamount to receiving endless torture, and they will not be able to be reborn, which is more spiritual than the monk's method of drawing the soul and lighting the sky lantern, Song Qingyang can feel the torture of these female ghosts before their lives and the pain that they still cannot get rid of after death.

The blood and tears in the painting are the best proof. Thinking of this, Song Qingyang turned his head and glanced at Wang Guifang viciously, how much evil did this guy do during his lifetime, if he could, if he could, Song Qingyang couldn't wait to slap Wang Guifang into pieces.

This is one of the few times when the good-tempered Song Qingyang is extremely angry, like a docile deer suddenly turning into a bloodthirsty wolf.

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