The World of Evil Spirits: I Push This World Across the World with My Flesh

"The Lord Lie Yan hasn't come back for such a long time, could something have happened?"

Xu Zifeng's face changed, "Even if he dies in the Dayu Dynasty, it is very possible. Do we have to wait forever? Master, in my opinion, we might as well go back overnight. Even if the Lie Yan Sect Master comes back in the future, how can he still wait?" Dare to go to Tianshi Mountain to find us?"

The old Taoist's face changed slightly, and he said, "That's not right, don't forget, you all have a blood poison curse on your body, if he doesn't die, if he comes back and sees us disappear, any thought can kill us !"

Xu Zifeng immediately looked ugly and said no more.

Then they talked for some time in the room.

Until it gets dark.

Zhao Ziling and Xu Zifeng left here with complicated expressions.

Another two days passed in a blink of an eye.

Just when the old Taoist was confused and couldn't sit still, Jiang Dao's body finally appeared in the Lieyan Gang again.

"Boss, you are finally back!"

"All members of the Lieyan Gang, welcome to the leader!"

In the courtyard, the right protector Xiang An, the left protector Yan Wushuang, the new head of the Flying Eagle Hall Guo Dutian and others quickly greeted them, all with excited faces, prostrating to the ground.

"Get up."

Jiang Dao waved his hand, making everyone stand up.

"Is the boss's trip going well?"

Xiang An couldn't help asking.

"It's not bad. How's the situation in the South Region recently? Has anything difficult to solve happened?"

Jiang Dao asked.

"Go back to the lord, everything is safe, with that old Taoist priest here, it has indeed solved a lot of troubles."

Open your mouth to Ann.

"Then the old Taoist hasn't made any mistakes during this time, has he?"

Jiang Dao asked.

"Don't worry, Lord, there is none!"

Respond to Ann.

"That's fine, what about the Thirteen Demon Corpse Mountains, are there any traces of them?"

"nor."

Jiang Dao nodded slightly, and immediately rushed to the old Taoist's residence.

Chapter 174 The Movement of Thirteen Corpse Demon Mountain

"Master Jiang, you are finally back, I wonder what the result of this trip will be?"

As soon as he heard that Jiang Dao was returning, the old Taoist immediately greeted him with a smile.

Jiang Dao looked at the old Taoist priest's head in surprise again.

After such a long time no see, the old Taoist priest's head has not recovered yet.

"It's going well, Daoist, let's talk in the room."

Jiang Dao opened his mouth.

"Okay, Chief Jiang, please."

The old Taoist squeezed out a smile.

The two walked towards a room.

In a bright and spacious room.

The maid quickly brought tea.

Jiang Dao picked up the teacup, blew on the hot air gently, and took a sip.

The old Taoist saw that Jiang Dao had been silent for a long time, but he was a little restless, and finally spoke first, "Master Jiang, where is the purple god flower?"

"Don't you want to know what happened to me when I went to Dayu this time?"

Jiang Dao spoke suddenly.

The old Taoist chuckled and said, "May I ask what happened to Chief Jiang?"

Jiang Dao lightly fiddled with the tea leaves in his cup, his eyes suddenly became deep, "I heard someone mention the resurrection of the evil gods, I saw the spread of the dead zone, I also saw the giant shadow in the dead zone, and I also know that there used to be city gods and underworld in this world , I want to know what the Taoist priest thinks about these things?"

The old Taoist was startled, showing disbelief, and looked at Jiang Dao.

"Boss Jiang, you...you saw the spread of the dead zone?"

"Yes, I heard that there are gods abandoned by all living beings in the dead zone. I want to know if it is true or not?"

Jiang Dao opened his mouth.

"This…"

The old Taoist fell silent suddenly, frowning tightly, and sighed softly after a while, "Whether it is true or not, it has long been impossible to verify! It is like a knife that cut off all ancient history, but there are indeed some ancient books in my Tianshi Mountain. There is a trace of record, but it is appalling, and Xun Ri Li Lao Dao is just a biography and unofficial history."

Jiang Dao's eyes instantly fell on the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist said in a low voice, "It is rumored that in the last era, there were indeed gods who ruled the sky, but there was a terrible war during the period, and the gods were destroyed. After they died, the strong resentment lingered, which formed the death. Domain, so they are also called death gods, they hate all living beings, and their existence is to destroy."

"The gods are destroyed, and the resentment remains..."

Jiang Dao frowned.

Could it be that what I saw in Dayu before was only their resentment?

But how could this be?

If it was really a myth that I was familiar with in my previous life, how could it be destroyed in this world?

"What about the evil god? What is this?"

Jiang Dao asked.

"The evil gods...that's a group of real living gods."

The old Taoist said solemnly, "They are excluded by the rules of heaven and earth, and they are in a specific area. They can only use their strong will to influence the world. Anyone affected by their will will become a believer and turn into a walking dead. It is extremely terrifying."

"You say they are a group of living gods?"

Jiang Dao narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, that's indeed recorded in my ancient book on Tianshi Mountain, and this kind of existence is immortal and has existed forever. Even if it is killed, it will reappear countless years later."

The old Taoist spoke.

Jiang Dao's heart became even more confused.

What kind of world is this...

Why is it associated with mythology.

long silence.

Jiang Dao took out the four purple god flowers from his bosom casually, and said, "The purple god flowers are here, and the Taoist priest also asked me how to get rid of the imprint of the spirit corpse on my body!"

"Okay, don't worry, Chief Jiang, I've already arranged other things in advance!"

The old Taoist hurriedly opened his mouth, suddenly paused, and hesitated, "Master Jiang, after the old Taoist helped you dissolve the imprint of the spirit corpse on your body, I hope you can abide by the agreement and let the old Taoist go back.

To be honest, the old Taoist has received a letter not long ago that the evil god has indeed recovered in the Dayu Heavenly Dynasty, and there is a land of the evil god near my Tianshi Mountain. The old Taoist is worried that there will be changes there, and I hope that the leader Jiang will not continue to embarrass him Sophisticated. "

"Don't worry, Taoist priest, when I completely dissolve the mark on my body, I will definitely give Taoist priest an explanation!"

Jiang Dao opened his mouth.

"Okay, old Taoist, thank you, Master!"

The old Taoist breathed a sigh of relief and bowed his hands solemnly.

Then they walked out of the room.

The old Taoist led Jiang Dao directly into an underground secret room.

The entire secret room was dug in advance by him half a month ago, and the surrounding area was extremely tight. Except for one exit, the other areas were like iron walls and impenetrable.

There is a huge pool in this secret room.

There are piles of strange medicinal materials piled up in all directions.

After the old Taoist came in, he immediately poured all these medicinal materials into the pool in front of him, and then made a few seal formulas and poured them into the pool.

In an instant, the whole pool seemed to be boiling, gurgling, and huge bubbles burst out.

Next, the old Taoist forced out blood, dripped on the four petals of the purple god flower respectively, flicked his fingers, and the four petals flew out through the air, and then printed countless seal formulas again, muttering words in his mouth.

boom!

In an instant, the color of the entire pond changed instantly, turning into a rich red, gurgling, filled with bursts of strange power, and the fragrance surged.

"Master Jiang, you just need to soak in the pool for three days, and the imprint of the spirit corpse on your body will be permanently removed!"

said the old priest.

Jiang Dao watched all this quietly, and suddenly asked, "If I get rid of the imprint of the spirit corpse this time, and kill the spirit corpse next time, will it still be contaminated?"

"No, the breath of the Purple God Flower will make Gangzhu Jiang permanently immune to the imprint of the spirit corpse."

The old Taoist spoke.

"That's fine."

Jiang Dao breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes gradually turned cold.

It's really not his character to shrink back all his life.

One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. Sooner or later, he will enter the mountain of thirteen corpses and crush all the corpses on it to death.

In this way, the entire southern region will be completely peaceful.

boom!

Jiang Dao jumped up and fell into the huge pool.

"In the past few days, Daoist Lao has been protecting the law for me."

Jiang Dao spoke in a dull voice.

In addition to solving the imprint of the spirit corpse on his body this time, he also had to deal with the problem of cultivation techniques on his body.

Even the way of cultivating warriors, he has to change his mind.

A person's meridians are limited, and he is very worried that other inner strength methods will be like the [Health Preserving Formula], and sooner or later they will be thoroughly cultivated to their peak.

So he deliberately wanted to deduce another way of cultivation.

Now his understanding of all kinds of martial arts has reached an unprecedented level, and all major internal skills have basically been cultivated for thousands of years, so it is not impossible to create a new way of cultivation.

His vision and realm are many times stronger than any warrior in human history.

Since someone can create all kinds of inner strength methods, why can't he create a method that is more powerful than practicing inner strength?

He is about to embark on a unique and unprecedented path.

...

The night was dark.

In the endless snow, the wind howled.

In a dilapidated village, many houses collapsed and there was no trace of people.

There was only a little bit of fire in a broken house that was still in good condition.

Two women who looked like fairies, with long hair like waterfalls and flawless bodies, dressed in white dresses, sat in front of the fire and warmed up quietly.

call!call!

The surrounding wind howled, the temperature plummeted, accompanied by a deadly rancid smell.

The two fairies gave birth to the induction at the same time, and their eyebrows frowned, revealing a trace of indiscernible disgust.