The personal guardian of the beautiful president

Chapter 110 Ghosts and Gods

Zhiseng and Yun Zhenzi started arguing because of this, especially Yun Zhenzi, who babbled a lot to prove that he was right, Dong Xiaoshi shook his head and sighed that he didn't have the demeanor of a master .

Zhiseng was quite like everyone else, and after Yun Zhenzi had said enough, he suddenly said: "I have a method, I can try it, but I don't know whether it will work or not."

Dong Xiaoshi said: "What kind of method, please ask the master to tell you."

The wise monk glanced at the big flag again and said: "It has been thousands of years since I was scattered and turned into a remnant soul. For thousands of years, in order to survive and take care of the wreck of my master, I had to practice the ghost way. In order to supplement the soul and stabilize the soul body, I have offered sacrifices to the ghosts several times, and the sacrifices are the power of faith of those believers, and I found that the ghosts really like this kind of thing."

Yun Zhenzi said: "Then if you practice the ghost way, don't you want to become a ghost cultivator? If you continue like this, won't you deviate from your previous Buddha heart?"

There is nothing wrong with Yun Zhenzi's question. You must know that the most important thing for a person who cultivates mysteries is a belief. Those who have a Buddha heart and a loss of Dao heart, at least, their cultivation level will decline, and they will fall to the realm;

The wise monk sighed and shook his head lightly, but he did not respond directly to Yun Zhenzi's question, but continued: "For thousands of years, I have kept the remnant soul lingering by virtue of the power of sacrifice and belief, and I was able to take care of my soul. It has been so long, it can be said that it is very worthwhile. Even if I have no hope in the future, even if I die, I will have no regrets. However, I also found one thing, that is, ghosts like the power of faith. , and like flesh and blood.”

"We don't know what this big banner is now, but if we can sacrifice enough flesh and blood to the Ghost Dao, then we can get the answer, and even the Ghost Dao can help us get rid of or even kill the palm of the hand. Banner Envoy, it’s not impossible.”

Dong Xiaoshi nodded, agreeing with Zhiseng's decision in his heart, but he continued to ask: "Is there an altar for offering sacrifices? How do we offer sacrifices?"

The wise monk smiled and said: "You don't need to worry about the altar, fellow Taoist, I have a ready-made one here, please see." The wise monk stretched out his hand suddenly, and a small black altar suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand within.

I saw that the black altar was made of black jade, and it exuded a cold air from the black lacquer. There was a big one-eyed ghost carved on the altar, with a big bloody mouth, from which you could directly see the black The throat, at first glance, the throat seems to be deep and bottomless, as if connected to a bottomless hell, Dong Xiaoshi took a few more glances, and suddenly his body shook, as if he heard countless howls of ghosts and wolves in his ears. His heart throbbed. "

He hastily withdrew his gaze, and secretly wondered at the weirdness of this altar. Yun Zhenzi looked at it from the side, and was also amazed. Yes, but he was afraid that this altar would harm him, so he hesitated.

Before the big ghost, there was a tray carved out of jade, with some ancient mottled marks on the tray, which seemed to be made of blood after a long time.

Dong Xiaoshi pointed to the tray and said, "Is this the place where the sacrificial objects are placed?" The wise monk nodded, indicating that it was so. Dong Xiaoshi looked sideways at the big flag, and saw the big flag standing in the sea of ​​blood , It is as stable as a rock, no matter how the Lord of the Blood Sea manipulates the blood wave to strike, he will not move. them.

To be honest, Dong Xiaoshi is still somewhat sure of dealing with this envoy, but his main concern is the blood-red flame on the flag. Every beating seems to be swallowing some kind of strange energy, giving Dong Xiaoshi the feeling that it is like a living thing.

He glanced at it, pointed to the flames on the flag and asked the wise monk, "Master, look at the five-clawed flames on the flag, which are as bright red as blood. The flames seem to be burning endlessly, and they emit rhythmically." The beating of the heart seems to be in the flames, and there is a devil's heart, does the master know its origin?"

The wise monk took a few glances, pondered for a while and said: "The flame on the flag is probably the fire of the Wuwang demon. It is rumored that some great demons in the world will not let go of their hostility after death, and gradually a trace of flame will be formed in their hearts. Demon fire, if this flame is old enough, it can become a demon again. It is a fire demon without falsehood. It is rumored that this kind of demon will be in the realm of a demon general when it is born, which is equivalent to the Nascent Soul realm of my Great Xia cultivator. It can be said to be extremely powerful .”

"Then I would like to ask Master, how should we deal with this flame without a trace of delusion?"

"This invincible demon can't be extinguished by fire and water, and can't be extinguished by earth. It's very powerful. If you want to destroy it, you can only forcibly refine it with powerful true energy. It's just that this thing has the ability to pollute the primordial spirit. Therefore, Mysterious cultivators can't avoid this thing."

"This..." Dong Xiaoshi was speechless for a while. It turned out that the thing he had worked so hard to get in turned out to be a hot potato. It was very difficult to deal with it. After thinking about it, he suddenly felt Having a thought, he said to the wise monk, "Master, can this thing be sacrificed?"

Zhiseng turned his head and met Dong Xiaoshi's eyes, the two of them understood each other's meaning in an instant, Zhiseng nodded and said to Dong Xiaoshi: "Fellow Taoist, wait a moment, let me ask this altar of the ghost way." .”

I saw the wise monk silently chanting a few incantations towards the altar, and suddenly he shook his hand, and a small ball of light appeared from his sleeve. The ball of light seemed to be a ball of pure and soft light. The next moment, The light ball slowly fell into the tray on the altar, and the big ghost seemed to come alive suddenly, with two red lights in its eyes, watching the wise monk.

The wise monk hurriedly said: "Ghosts and gods of ghosts and ghosts, please accept the sacrifice from the yang world. This is the pure power of faith. Please accept it and give it back to me in equal value."

The big ghost seemed to have heard the wise monk's words, and the red light in his eyes slowly flowed for a while, and suddenly a trace of black air overflowed from his huge mouth. In the mouth, then slipped into the throat, and disappeared.

Then a ball of black air overflowed from the ghost's mouth, slowly floated onto the wise monk, and was absorbed by the wise monk. Dong Xiaoshi opened the eye of delusion, looked carefully, and saw that the black air was actually some remnant souls The fragment, after being absorbed by the wise monk, turned out to have a repairing effect on the wise monk's remnant soul, and he couldn't help secretly marveling.

Then the red light in the big ghost's eyes gradually dimmed, as if it was about to go out, the wise monk hurriedly stepped forward and said again, "Ghosts and gods, please wait a moment, I have to ask you a question, this question is about Sacrificial offerings, so please forgive me for interrupting."

After hearing this, the red light that was about to go out in the ghost eye gradually became stronger again, and after a while, a majestic and fierce voice sounded: "Speak, the dead soul that remains in another world, your broken soul body Being able to survive in this world for a long time is the tolerance of my great ghost world to you. Now, you must not use your boring cunning to waste the time of my great ghost An Aluo, otherwise, I will not mind now Just let your soul body completely disappear in this world."

After hearing this, the wise monk did not dare to express his dissatisfaction, his face was still full of respect, he turned around and pointed to the huge flagpole in the sea of ​​blood, and said, "Respected An Aluo, the great ghost, no I know if you are interested in this demon banner?"

The red light in the eyes of the big ghost statue looked at the big flag like a searchlight for an instant, and then the red light fluctuated back, "Ghost ebony? Quack quack quack, yes, this sacrifice, the god will take it, I will return the corresponding items to you, tell me, what do you want?"

Zhiseng saw that the other party was really interested in this banner, and he couldn't help feeling relieved. He had dealt with this ghost for a long time, so he knew that the other party's just saying that he wanted to disappear from this world was not a false threat, it was absolutely achievable. Yes, of course, if he still has a physical body now, the other party would never dare to be so presumptuous to him. Although ghosts and gods have great supernatural powers, the practitioners of the mystery in the yang world are not very afraid of them.

Zhiseng pulled Dong Xiaoshi beside him and pushed him to the front, "God, this is the owner of that banner, so if you want to give back, just give it to him."

Dong Xiaoshi hadn't spoken yet, when he suddenly sensed a fierce divine thought passing through him, and it was fleeting, as if someone had glanced at him from afar.

But just this one glance has already made Dong Xiaoshi feel overwhelmed, because the feeling of the other party looking at him just now is really uncomfortable, it is like standing naked in the sun, Dong Xiaoshi even feels that he is the most A mole on the most private part, because it looks a little strange, has been paid more attention by this eye, until now, there is still a strange feeling in that place.

I only heard the fierce voice sound again: "The body is between life and death, there is death in life, and life in death. How can this kind of practice remind me of the existence tens of thousands of years ago? It's a pity that At that time, I was just an unknown pawn, and I was not lucky enough to participate in that battle... However, although this technique is strange, it is not completely immortal after all. It seems that that existence was finally surrounded by countless powerful people. , has fallen with hatred..."

The ghost was emotional for a while, then paused suddenly, and then said to Dong Xiaoshi: "Young man, do you want to sacrifice this huge banner of yours to me?"

This is the first time in Dong Xiaoshi's life that he has come into contact with this kind of real ghosts and gods. Hearing this, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and after a while he said slowly: "Yes... this, god, please accept it."

(End of this chapter)