Xianye

Chapter 124 Jingxiu Zhaoxiu
The purple-clothed female ghost held her head in front of her chest, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed. The blood gushed out from her broken neck, mouth and nose, like a spring gushing from the ground, and it couldn't stop no matter what, it was truly appalling.

This scene only happened in an instant.

She raised her severed head high, and suddenly approached Chen Heng's face!

The blue veins on his face curled up and twitched, forming a ferocious and resentful expression, only a white part of the pupil remained, which almost protruded from the eye socket.

At the same time, a group of ghosts also swarmed up from all around.

A series of terrifying black shadows, either distorted, disgusting, or bloody, are all so dark that they make people's hairs stand on end and their scalps go numb!
"Aren't you hungry, son? Why don't you eat blood?!"

Ziying laughed loudly and her black hair danced wildly like a snake.

A group of evil spirits all around opened their teeth and danced their claws, blowing up a dark wind and a mighty, gloomy cloud and mist!
"Thank you Miss Ziying for your kindness, but I am Jingxiu, but I don't need blood."

Amidst the roaring and gathering of these evil spirits, Chen Heng stood there with a calm expression, and his body did not move a bit.

He just stared blankly at the head-holding ghost in front of him, his eyes were like an ancient well in a deep pool, without any waves.

for a while.

Zi Ying felt a little flustered by this gaze.

Sansan retracted her high-shrinking hands and hugged her head again.

"Miss Ziying is a natural beauty, why use this method to humiliate yourself, it is a pity to see you."

He smiled slightly and said:
"Xiaosheng is a full-fledged person who cherishes beauty and cherishes beauty, and it is the worst thing to see a beauty humiliate him like this. The girl should not be so naughty."

Chen Heng took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve robe, and Ruoxiao handed it forward.

I can see that face with delicate features is getting closer to me.

Even though Ziying still had some hesitation in her heart, she couldn't help but feel her cheeks burning hot, she quickly put her head back on her broken neck, and took the handkerchief handed over with embarrassment...

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The ghosts in this world are divided into spirit ghosts and turbid ghosts in terms of whether they have spiritual intelligence or not.

Spirit ghosts are based on keeping one true nature, they have already got rid of their delusional nature, kept their righteous nature, and conformed to the pure form.

Able to read characters, understand enlightenment, understand customs, and know yin and yang.

Such ghosts are actually no different from living people.

As for the ghosts.

It is like these ghosts dressed up as villagers in the market, with undeveloped spirits, no roots and no intentions, and no resourcefulness.

Acting absurdly and impermanently, like a beast...

However, in the practice of the Nether Ghost Dao, there is a difference between "Zhaoxiu" and "Jingxiu".

Zhaoxiu likes to enjoy the blood of living beings, and can use this to enhance merit and nourish mana.

What is going is to gather the qi of the three punishments and seven killings into one body, gather the five evils, so as to reach the realm of the original true spirit, and cultivate the great supernatural power of immeasurable resentment and evil spirits.

Jingxiu strictly abides by the principle of "dangerous subtleties and fine oneness".

Keep the three ones, keep the Geng Shen, contain the truth and contain the spirit, collect the essence of heaven and earth outside, and restrain the innate vitality inside, it is to refine qi and form, nothing is nothing.

In the end, it is expected to cultivate to the state of great freedom and freedom without yin and yang, and the shape is not restricted, and the shape is forgettable.

Only spirit ghosts who have given birth to spiritual wisdom can practice the way of ghosts.

From the two roads of "Zhaoxiu" and "Jingxiu", there are two ones: from ghost to Di, from Di to Xi, and then from Xi to Yi...

Ever since this purple-clothed female ghost got off the sedan chair, her whole body has been filled with a lingering foul smell of blood, and with the heart and spleen stacked in the disk, she is obviously a "Zhaoxiu" who eats blood.

Chen Heng wanted to get rid of this ghost after killing Yan Ping.

But by chance, she could hear the name Xu Zhi, and she was actually among the meat she was talking about.

Although Xu Zhi didn't seem to have entered the abyss.

He never had any intention of risking his life for money.

Chen Heng suppressed his murderous intentions for the time being, and got up with Zi Yingxu and the snake...

And another place.

In fact, Ziying's heart is also extremely complicated.

Although the aura in Chen Heng's body is undoubtedly a ghost, there is no mistake or leakage.

But in the past few days, there are quite a few orthodox immortal monks who have entered the abyss, and there may be some means of changing their appearance...

Even in the pen, several first-class meats have been caught.

The reason why she suddenly manifested a fierce ghost just now was to frighten her mind.

It was because yesterday, by relying on this move, a true foundation-builder who used a talisman to cover up his aura was so frightened that he lost his mind for a short time, and could no longer hide it.

No matter how tough a person is, if he suddenly sees a weeping blood ghost face close to his face, he will still be slightly startled, and when the qi mechanism runs for a while, the smell of a stranger will come out.

Even if it is only a trace, it is enough to make the ghosts notice something strange.

But the expression of the person in front of Biansheng was always calm.

Not only was she not chaotic, but she also took the opportunity to tease herself, which made Zi Ying feel at a loss and almost moved her heart.

"Young master, my Miss Yue is about to get married, if there is nothing else, why don't you go to the mansion and have a glass of water and wine?"

After thinking for a moment.

The corners of Zi Ying's lips curled slightly, and she said with a smile:
"Since the son is new to this land, but he has to pay a visit to the two ghost elders. After the wedding banquet, the slave family personally asked Miss Yue to make a match for the son and introduce one or two? How about it?"

"I wonder when your lady's wedding date will be?"

After Chen Heng thought for a moment, he asked.

"It will be three days later, and I will definitely not miss the important event of the young master."

Ziying said softly:
"It's not that I'm boasting. A person like the young master is so romantic. Shanhu Gong and Feihua Granny must be very happy when they see each other. Having won the attention of the two of them, I dare not say that the future is great. At least in terms of cultivation, there is no need to worry about it." Worried about foreign objects."

"It's just... I don't have anything on my lower body, so I'm afraid I won't be able to present any valuable congratulations to Miss Yue."

After pretending to hesitate for a while, Chen Heng sighed and said.

And what he said somewhat dispelled Ziying's hesitation.

If the man in front of him is really a person of immortality, I am afraid that he will never easily take risks and venture into the mansion to attend the wedding banquet.

And as for letting Ms. Yue match up afterwards and introduce her to Mr. Shanhu and Mrs. Feihua, that would undoubtedly be her own death.

"I don't have a lot of money, and I have a very good face, so I can't go wrong... This spirit ghost was probably born from the turbid yin, and he has just appeared not long ago."

Ziying thought to herself.

But like this, Chen Heng said that he is "Jingxiu", and there are nine out of ten things that are not close to blood food, so it is not a lie.

After all, most newborn spirit ghosts have never tasted the wonderful taste of blood food, and even she herself has eaten vegetarian food for several years after she was born with spiritual wisdom...

Seeing that the expression between Zi Ying's eyebrows relaxed slightly, this change naturally could not escape Chen Heng's attention.

He gently closed his eyelids, and his heart was slightly relieved.

Regarding the difference between turbid ghosts, spirit ghosts, and the "Zhaoxiu" and "Jingxiu" in the Nether Ghost Dao, this is what he learned from a partial Taoism book.

However, being able to deceive this female ghost for the time being is ultimately due to the help of the magical power of "bokeh constricting technique"...

"I don't know if it's the same name, or the real senior brother Xu Zhi... It seems that the only way to solve the confusion is to go and find out in person."

Chen Heng shook his head secretly.

At this time, Ziying was already directing a group of ghost servants to lift Yan Ping, who had been cut into a stick, and carried away, as usual, as if she had just lifted a piece of pork.

And Yan Ping's removed limbs were also distributed to the village ghosts by Ziying with a disgusted face, causing a group of ghosts to loot and scramble for food.

It is clear that the strength of this group of village ghosts is far stronger than that of Ziying, even Chen Heng is afraid.

But Ziying regards it as a beast and running dog, driving and ordering it at will.

But this group of village ghosts obediently obeyed their orders, suppressing their ferocity and not daring to disobey at all, which is a strange thing.

Seeing that Chen Heng seemed curious, Zi Ying was not surprised, but she didn't say anything to explain, she just smiled softly, and invited him into the sedan chair together.

Since Chen Heng had made up his mind to find out the news of Xu Zhi's life and death, he naturally would not refuse.

Smiling slightly, she pushed aside the gauze curtain with Ziying and sat down inside.

As all the ghosts yelled in unison, a chilly wind suddenly blew up on the flat ground, and the golden silk soft sedan soared up and fled towards the deeper depths of the abyss.

After about half an hour passed.

The gold silk soft sedan has not landed yet.

The purple warbler in the sedan chair is already red with jade dimples...

Even the eye movements were covered with a layer of wet mist, and he was quite restless.

For the sake of Xu Zhi's life and death, Chen Heng also reluctantly suppressed his usual temperament during this journey, pretending to be a coquettish and unrestrained appearance, to catch her words.

Although he has never tried the ability of words before, it doesn't mean that he doesn't know the words between men and women.

With just a few words, Ziying blushed and became fascinated by the teasing, and revealed a lot of things.

If there is not a sliver of reason guarding the Lingtai, I wish I could shake off all the big and small things in the mansion.

"This young master has a very good appearance. He is the best among thousands of people. If he can get along well with him, even if he dies again, it doesn't seem like a loss!"

she thought to herself.

But at this time, all the ghosts carrying the sedan chair yelled in unison, calming down the dark wind, and wanted to slowly descend from the height, obviously they were not far from the mansion.

Although the Miss Yue served by Ziying is not very favored, she is still the heir of Shanhu Gong and Feihua Granny. When she left home, not only dozens of tall and powerful ghosts came to act as the guards, A group of servants and servants were brought to do the sweeping duties.

Looking down from a distance, one can only see a huge gloomy house, covering a vast area.

The corridors and verandas are arranged in parallel, and the pavilions are towering.

Fence yard, stone bridge, herb building, bell and drum tower, everything is available!
"and many more!"

At this time, Ziying made a sound, as if she suddenly remembered something, she quickly lifted the curtain, and said to the ghosts carrying the sedan chair:

"Don't be in a hurry to go back to the mansion, turn around, and take the young master to the people's pen for a while!"

"People column?"

All the ghosts turned their heads in an instant, their eyes were all white, and saliva dripped from the corners of their mouths, covering their bodies.

"This son seems to be Jingxiu, who doesn't eat blood..."

A ghost with a topless chest and a head as big as a bucket giggled together, boldly leaned its body in front of the sedan chair curtain, and said greedily:

"My dear girl, don't you feel pity for me to work so hard on weekdays and let everyone eat blood food? I heard that the lady has recently arrested a lot of immortal practitioners outside Diyuan. What is the Xuanzhen sect?"

"Share one, give everyone a taste! The skin and flesh of cultivators are the most crispy and elastic!

Good girl, if you are willing to show kindness, we will remember your kindness for the rest of our lives! "

With the leader, coupled with the temptation of the flesh and blood of the cultivator, all the ghosts shouted and clamored, showing their fierce looks.

Ziying softly comforted her a few words, but the ghosts still ignored her, and the noise became louder, suppressing her voice rumblingly.

After a few times, Ziying's expression turned serious, and her eyes turned cold.

She stretched out her hand violently, like lightning, grabbed a ghost that screamed the most, and with five fingers together, easily crushed that ghost's head!

Nothing red and white was spilled.

It's just a cloud of Yin Qi overflowing, and after a circle, it diffuses between the sky and the earth without a trace.

A wisp of the scattered Yin Qi accidentally landed on Chen Heng who was in the sedan chair.

He only sensed it for a moment, and then the casual look in his eyes became a little more dignified, revealing a little joy.

"Could it still be like this? No...it really should be like this!"

Chen Heng thought.

And after pinching the ghost that provoked trouble to death, Zi Ying got up from the sedan chair expressionlessly, her eyes were bleeding, and with a white and miserable wind blowing, she approached the ghosts carrying the sedan chair step by step.

"What kind of bastards are you, you are also worthy to eat the flesh and blood of cultivators? Don't lose your time!"

She laughed sharply:
"If you dare to make noise again, I'll treat you all as snacks for the guests and let the guests eat them! It just so happens that at the wedding banquet of the young lady, the old lady is still worried that she can't find enough dishes to serve the guests! Don't kill yourself !"

None of the ghosts dared to look up, whining and trembling, like dogs with their tails clamped tightly.

And when Ziying turned her head, seeing Chen Heng looking at her with a smile, her face flushed immediately, and she hurriedly wiped off the pus and blood on her face.

"My lord, I'm not usually so temperamental, it's all these ghost killers..."

Her voice became smaller and smaller, until it was as thin as a mosquito.

"It seems to be around the second level of Foundation Establishment, similar to Yan Ping, and it is not difficult to kill."

Although he was thinking like this in his heart, Chen Heng remained calm and said:

"How dare, Xiaosheng believes in Miss Ziying."

The female ghost in purple groaned, covered her face with her sleeves, and didn't dare to look directly.

……

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The texture of hibiscus is cooked to produce fragrance, and the milk is used as wonton.

The two arms are broken first and hung in the butcher's shop, and Xu cuts the stock and holds it for soup.

The cold wind is rolling, the blood is surging, the skin is exposed, the arm is broken...

The soft sedan slowly circled around in the crowd.

Seeing Chen Heng's expression calm amidst the wailing, he never showed any emotion that hurt him, it was just some ordinary Jingxiu's disgust for blood food.

At this point, Ziying finally put her mind at ease for the time being.

She smiled happily and invited Chen Heng into the mansion and placed him in a secluded house.

But Rao didn't forget to invite a few big ghosts to come over and call the door of the house, which is called the nursing home, as a precaution.

……

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into the night.

In the column of people.

Yu Wansi's mind suddenly became clear, and she slowly opened her eyes, only a swaying haze in front of her eyes.

She gave a low, miserable laugh, trying to struggle to get up from the ground, but found that her arms had already been severed. The piercing pain hit her mind, and she couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Senior Sister Yu, I just gave you the Nourishing Pill to seal the wound, it's better not to act rashly right now."

At this time, there was a voice in front of him:
"Fortunately, you have built a Dao foundation, and your physique is beyond ordinary people, otherwise I would have nothing to do."

"you……"

After being stunned for a long time, Yu Wansi realized that the voice seemed to be speaking to herself, it was not an illusion, it was real.

"It's you?"

She looked up, and burst into tears again:

"Chen Heng, why have you been imprisoned in this pen by ghosts?"

(End of this chapter)