Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 22
Dignity is only on the edge of the sword!

Mo Chuan could see it. This is the Nancun group of children deceiving me to be weak?

In this case, he can only show his hand.

"Wonderful! It is better to stand up and do it than to sit and talk about it!"

I saw the middle-aged Taoist priest who reprimanded Mo Chuan at the beginning clapped the case, cupped his hands and said:

"Poverty Dao Chong Xuzi, I would like to ask fellow Taoists to teach me the mysterious Taoism!"

When the sound fell, the audience was full of commotion, and many people were quite moved.

If you can show your face here, maybe you can go directly to Tianting, the magistrate, and have a bright future.

Seeing that a fight was inevitable, Taoist Yigan, who had been silent all this time, spoke up:

"Don't be impatient, you two!"

Yigan turned his head and bowed his hands at the crowd:

"It's a blessing for the poor to come today! The so-called visitors are all guests. If you want to discuss the Tao, it's better to find a good day and an auspicious day, and find a place where the water is flowing and the culture and martial arts are good. Wouldn't it be beautiful?"

Yigan acted as a peacemaker.

He wanted to see what Mo Chuan was capable of, but this was his mansion after all.

As the host, it is not good to let the guests fight for themselves.

And the old Taoist Yanzhen is getting old and dying, not to mention fighting skills, even if he stumbles, he may go west, so why ask for trouble?
"Fellow Daoist Yiqian's words are reasonable, but the poor Daoist is being rude!"

Chongxuzi clenched his fists at the Yigan Taoist priest, and looked at Mo Chuan coldly: "Friend Yanzhen, choosing a day is worse than bumping into the sun, why not go out with me now, and have a competition?"

Mo Chuan sneered: "The poor will accompany you to the end!"

As soon as the voice fell, there were sudden exclamations from the courtyard.

Looking up, I saw a few Taoist priests looking up at the southwest sky with stunned expressions.

Following their line of sight, they saw a billowing black cloud that seemed to be born from the ends of the earth, floating on the edge of the blue sky.

The black cloud was extremely narrow at first, but it opened like a curtain, and quickly covered the sky and the sun in Changlan City.

At the flick of a finger, black clouds overwhelm the city, and the city is dark, as if the light is dying!

The courtyard was full of yellow-crowned Buddha disciples, looking at the overwhelming black clouds that came over the city, all of them looked dignified, as if they were in an ominous situation.

The people of Changlan, who were all over the city celebrating, also looked at the sky with a puzzled look on their faces.

Is it going to rain?

"Boom—"

During the sudden thunder and roar, the clouds dispersed, and a gap was opened in the thick black cloud, and a golden light shone down, revealing a blurred figure.

The figure was covered with thousands of rays of light, like a god descending from the earth.

Seeing this, the people all over the city were silent at first, but someone shouted: "The gods appear!"

In an instant, the whole city became restless, and countless people prostrated themselves on the ground, kneeling and prostrating.

The figure raised its hand.

The billowing black cloud that suppressed the entire city suddenly pulled down, and unexpectedly rolled up black tornadoes and fell into the world.

The tornado doesn't blow up flowers, plants, or rubble, but it only touches the human body, just like the mountain forest leech, sucking blood and marrow, within a short while, a living person is sucked into a mummy.

The people who were still kneeling and worshiping saw their relatives and friends who turned into skeletons under the evil wind, and they were so shocked that their hearts collapsed and their livers were torn apart.

"Demon, monster—"

"This is not a fairy, this is a monster!"

"Run!"

Panic spread throughout the city in an instant.

"Hey! Why not evildoers, in broad daylight, dare to come out to harm people?!"

An angry reprimand came from Yiqian's mansion.

——It's Chong Xuzi!
As soon as the voice fell, he pinched the Fa Jue secretly, a golden light bloomed in his hand, and several talismans shot up into the sky!

When everyone saw this, their eyes lit up.

Everyone can see the treatment of righteousness, but I only hate that I was not the one who killed the evildoer with the sword last night!

Now there are big monsters at work again.

How does this make them unhappy?How not to be hot-eyed?

As for that great monster's magnificent state, it has long been covered up by desire.

In other words, the courtyard full of yellow-crowned Buddhas had inspired them with great courage invisibly.

"Everyone work together to slay demons and demons!"

A Taoist yelled!
"Friend Yanzhen, you don't need to do anything, just watch!"

Before the battle, some people retorted that they were cheap and sly, which caused a burst of laughter, which relieved everyone's nervousness.

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

Rays of talisman light shot up into the sky, shining brightly in the sky under the gloom of black clouds overwhelming the city.

Seeing this, the big monster showed sarcasm, moved his body, and directly flashed the Taoist talisman light.

Let the talisman light be lost in the black clouds.

"A mere talisman can hurt me?"

The big floating monster, with a mocking look on his face, raised his head, and was about to summon the vicious black smoke, when a fire flashed in front of his eyes.

A talisman appeared out of thin air!
Before it could react, the talisman flashed and turned into a green glow, drowning it.

"Hey, how does Master Dao feel about [Ghost Slaying Evil Talisman]?"

Chong Xuzi sneered, rather than speaking to the big monster far away in the sky, it is better to say it to the fellow daoists present.

However, before he finished speaking, his expression changed suddenly.

I saw the green light dissipate, and the big monster was hanging in the air unscathed.

It suddenly looked down at Yiqian's mansion, and its whole body disintegrated suddenly, turning into black resentful souls, rushing towards the small courtyard.

At this moment, it already understood that distance cannot guarantee life.

In the face of mysterious Taoism, distance is the way to death.

Once killed by a curse, it is too late to fight back.

"This, this is a century-old ghost cultivator!"

Seeing the big monster that came in the form of a resentful soul, Chong Xuzi's expression changed drastically.

With his strength, it is difficult to deal with the Jiazi monster, let alone the century-old monster?

No wonder it dares to run amok in broad daylight?

Come to think of it, for ordinary ghosts, the scorching sun is as hot as fire; for it, it has become the source of Chilian Sun Soul!

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha's name, a Buddha's light.

When Chongxuzi turned pale with shock, Abbot Tianbao folded his palms together and made a seal of killing demons and eliminating demons.

At the same time, Huang Guan, who was full of the courtyard, also showed their skills and tried to stop it.

There were only a very small number of people who pretended to be fools, their faces changed drastically in horror, and they turned and fled in a hurry.

All this is said slowly, but in fact it is extremely fast.

However, in an instant, those resentful souls approached the small courtyard, and there were also streams of light flashing out of the courtyard.

In the jaw-dropping collision, the two sides either vanished into thin air, or penetrated each other.

"what--"

In the courtyard, a Taoist priest was murdered and screamed.

Don't wait for your partner to lend a helping hand.

He suddenly had blood in his eyes, picked up the Seven Star Sword, and slashed at his colleagues.

It was astonishingly possessed by evil spirits.

——The rushing resentful souls are not the main body of the big monster at all, but incarnations of one after another.

"I am here only for revenge! As long as you hand over the person who killed my son, I will forget the past."

In the chaos of the crowd, a voice full of temptation came.

"Small skills, dare to sow discord and earn the head of the poor?"

Daoist Yigan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised a money sword and chanted a mantra.

"Lightning Mother Thunder God, has supernatural powers of rapid descending, and is in a hurry like a law!!!"

stab-

An electric snake suddenly flashed through the black clouds that crushed the city.

The black tornadoes that licked the blood of the world suddenly disappeared by nearly half.

"Boom--"

There was a dull thunder, and then there was a torrential downpour of rain.

No matter what, the big demon never expected that the black cloud it summoned with all its might turned out to be the thunder god and lightning mother cast by the opponent.

"Ray comes!"

The old man of righteousness raises his sword to call!

Boom!

All of a sudden, the torrential rain was full of lightning, and the ancient thunder was like a car turning.

A blinding thunderbolt fell from the sky, struck on the money sword, and looked like a pillar of panic in the distance, reaching Jiuxiao.

"go with!"

Yiqian's old Taoist Qi machine locked the big monster to death, like lifting a pillar of the sky, he tried his best to kill it.

In an instant!

Teng Lei Feimang, the sky and the earth are white.

After the rays of light dissipated, under the billowing black clouds, the sky above the small courtyard was as clean as washing.

"It's done!"

The old Yigan muttered to himself, and with a "poof", he could no longer support his body and knelt down on one knee.

As the saying goes:
The head of all laws, use Thunder!
This is by no means the ability that Huang Guan can use.

The old Taoist Yigan was able to use it. Apart from the miraculous skills he cultivated, the biggest reason was that he borrowed the power of the great monster.

It can be said that it will be difficult for him to swing this thunder for the rest of his life!
Of course, he paid a heavy price for this.

Fortunately...it's all over.

"Yaofeng... Yaofeng is still breathing out energy!"

Suddenly, a trembling voice came from the field.

Old Taoist Yigan looked up and felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He was so angry that he vomited and spat out a mouthful of blood.

I saw black clouds pressing down on the city, still sweeping through the clouds, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

A series of tornadoes ravaged Changlan.

I don't know how many people were brutally slaughtered, turned into the blood of the big monster, and reduced to the food for cultivation.

"It seems that Changlan City is only mediocre. If I knew this, why would I send ghosts to control walking corpses? It would just waste my time in practice."

The voice of indifference came from the black clouds.

Indistinctly, a blue figure can be seen jumping among the clouds.

"...It's over!"

Daoist Yigan lost all color on his face.

The courtyard was full of yellow crowned Buddha disciples, and their faces were ashen and defeated, as if mourning a concubine.

Where is this century-old monster?

That is clearly the Wujia Guixian who has practiced for 300 years.

"Fellow Daoist Yigan, do you still remember that the poor Taoist once said that the poor Taoist is good at governing ghosts?"

Just when all beings were in despair, an old voice came faintly.

(End of this chapter)