Xianye

Chapter 131 Yan Zhen's Fake Pill
A thick smell of shame came to the nostrils, and on the already black and dry blood clots all over the ground, there were still a few deep marks of cutting and chiseling.

The cold wind is howling, and the strange fog is faint.

The pots and pans in the back kitchen all exude a strong rancid smell...

Chen Heng looked over, and saw that the cramped back kitchen was divided into pieces by a few muddy yellow cloth curtains that dragged the floor.

The sound of his breaking through the door caused several people behind the curtain to tremble. They flinched and looked over. One of them was Yu Wansi who had lost both arms.

"Senior brother?"

When Yu Wansi saw his eyebrows, she almost wept with joy, and her voice suddenly became sharp:

"It's done! It's done! You really are done! Are those ghosts dead?"

"Senior Sister has been waiting for a long time, and now nothing has happened."

Chen Heng wiped his hand, and broke the ropes on her body in the air, and then followed the same pattern, untiing the ropes on the bodies of several cultivators in the sect.

These few people were originally reserved as "Wu Chi" at the wedding banquet, that is, for Miss Yue to eat raw and eat fresh flesh and blood.

Therefore, it has been fed until now, and it has survived for the time being.

Now that he finally escaped with his life, with mixed feelings, apart from bowing to thank Chen Heng, he just covered his face with his sleeves and looked at each other with tears.

for a while.

The howling shook the sky, and the mourning continued for a long time.

When Yu Wansi recalled the past, she couldn't help herself, but after shedding a few tears, she forcibly suppressed the grief in her heart and regained her composure.

At this time, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a black shadow wriggling and struggling in the leftmost curtain.

Thinking of the identity of that black shadow, and the grievances between him and Chen Heng.

And the "floating jade mirage pearl" in Chen Heng's hand originally belonged to Yan Jia...

Yu Wansi understood immediately, and there was a hint of understanding in her eyes.

She persuaded all the companions who didn't know why and were still crying to leave the door, and she also remained silent and retreated.

"Clap" sound.

The human oil lamp on the corner stove burst into flames!
In this forest and silence, it is extremely harsh, and there is a different kind of shock...

"You finally came to kill me? One of the things I regret most in my life is that when I met you for the first time three years ago, I was forced to kill me..."

Inside the curtain on the far left.

Hei Ying coughed twice, then smiled bitterly and said:

"Those things of yours should be mine! You stole everything from me, Chen Heng, you are a thief! You deserve death!"

"It turns out that there are still people vying for it, and they also want to go face to face?"

Chen Heng raised his eyes lightly, walked over, and said:

"Yan Ping, the world is really big, why not?"

looked down.

Inside the curtain, there was only a "human stick" struggling and wriggling, all his limbs were severed, and the injuries at the wounds were so miserable that it was shocking.

Yan Ping raised his head, stared at Chen Heng, and smiled angrily:
"Don't you still feel humiliated? How fortunate to be in front of Zhen'er and to be with her day and night! These should all be mine! You stole my things, yet you still dare to speak out here?

Damn you!Damn it!Damn it! ! ! "

That face that was originally handsome is now ferocious, like a ghost.

Chen Heng came here because he wanted to take his life, cut grass and roots, so naturally he didn't bother to talk to him, and when he raised his hand, a layer of white light appeared between his palms and fingers.

"Wait, before you kill me, I still have something to say!"

Seeing this, Yan Ping quickly shouted: "Listen to me, it's not too late for you to kill me!"

"It's only now that I think of begging for mercy. I'm afraid it's too late. Even today, do you still want to bring out Yan Feichen to suppress me?"

Chen Heng smiled.

"Uncle of the Fourteen Clans, Yan Feichen..."

Yan Ping said coldly, "Didn't he tell you when he made peace with you?"

Chen Heng didn't say anything, his face was calm.

Yan Ping shook his head mockingly:

"Looks like it's gone? How funny! Let me tell you! The elixir that your widowed mother took back then was changed, and it was Yan Feichen who ordered me to change it halfway. Do you understand!
The elixir that Zhen'er begged for you really has the function of nourishing essence!It is able to continue the life of ordinary old women like your widowed mother!
She really treats you!It was me, Yan Feichen and I killed your widowed mother, understand? ! "

At the end of the day.

The deepest knot between the predecessor and Yan Zhen is the death of the widowed mother of the predecessor because of taking Dan.

All the discord between the two cannot deviate from this place.

"Think about how Zhen'er treats you? She loves you, loves you so much! If she really only wanted your skin, how could you still keep Yuanyang so far?
Even if it is because of her profound kung fu practice, do you dare to assert that there is not a trace of her sincerity in it? "

Yan Ping laughed wildly, like a madman:
"Did Zhen'er tell you, more than once? She didn't give you the poison pill, what she gave you was the real pill! The pill was secretly changed, but it's not right!"

Chen Heng glanced at him, thought for a moment, nodded slightly, and said:
"indeed so."

"Hahahaha! That's it, that's it! It's just that you never believed her, and only thought that Zhen'er was deliberately trying to tease you and touch your back! Why did you keep arguing over and over again?"

Yan Ping's eyes were red, he almost burst into tears from laughter, and said:
"But now that the Sri Lankan has passed away, it's too late, so what about you?"

The corners of his mouth became wider and wider, and his smile was extremely comfortable. He stared at Chen Heng's face, hoping to see a trace of movement or trance from it.

Funny smile.

Yan Ping's voice gradually sank.

Until the end there is no more sound...

After a while, he said in a trembling voice:

"Why do you—"

"What about me? Yan Ping, do you think I'm a three-year-old child?"

Chen Heng shook his head, sighed slightly, and said:
"You think that such rhetoric can make me regret it, leave a gap in Dao's heart, and delay my work.

In the future, when the demons come, this empty place will become my death festival, right? "

When Yan Ping was told what was on his mind, his complexion froze immediately, and he became angry from embarrassment and said, "You—"

"Death is like a lamp going out. Whether the pill is real or not, in my eyes, is not as worrying as you think. As for Yan Zhen, let alone dead...

Even if she was resurrected again, so what? "

Chen Heng interrupted him, looking down at Yan Ping's red and white complexion at the moment, and said calmly:
"As long as it gets in my way, I don't need Xu Min to do it for me anymore, I will kill her myself!
Are you satisfied with this answer? "

Although these words were calm, they were as calm as a flat lake.

But inside, there is a relentless killing intent hidden inside!
It was as if he wanted to smash everything that was blocked in front of him to pieces!

Yan Ping felt a chill in his heart for a moment, and then shame, anger, unwillingness, shock and sorrow surged up all at once!The reason why he has lingered in the human pen until now and did not end on his own is because he was sure that Chen Heng would never let him go easily, in order to be able to say these words to him.

Now all the calculations are in vain, so he only feels that he is living like a joke!
After a loud roar, he became mad and slammed his head at Chen Heng!
Chen Heng shook his head, and with a flick of his hand, the fetal breath turned into a white light and flew out. Yan Ping, who was about to die, was beaten to the point that his head burst and he died on the spot.

Seeing that the headless corpse only trembled twice on the ground, it lost its breath and did not move again.

Even the body was rolled up by Yin Qi, a little bit stiff and black, cracked like charcoal, and completely dead.

Chen Heng then slowly retracted his gaze and walked out the door.

far.

Yu Wansi and a few Taoists from the Xuanzhen sect were standing in the corridor, their eyebrows lowered, and they were silent, shivering from the strong yin in the abyss.

Seeing that after Chen Heng finished his work, none of them dared to be negligent, and one after another went forward to salute.

"It's just a little effort, you are too polite."

Chen Heng looked at these Taoist priests with broken feet or hands, all of which looked sluggish, sighed, and said:

"There is a lot of yin in the abyss, and I have prepared some yang-type pills on me, please take them."

"Junior Brother Chen, what happened to Yan Ping is fair and at ease, he took it upon you because he was madly in love with Yan Zhen, even if he died, he can't blame the others, and the whole Yan family, he also found his own way of death. "

The leader, Yu Wansi, was not in a hurry to speak, but said solemnly first:

"We will definitely keep our mouths shut and will never let it out. If we violate our words, we will be destroyed by heaven and earth, and our spirits and souls will disappear!"

After finishing speaking, all the Taoist priests of the Xuanzhen sect were in a hurry to swear and swear, each holding their breath and concentrating on it.

Seeing this, Chen Heng laughed, with a calm expression on his face.

Whether this matter is kept secret or not doesn't really have much impact on him. Needless to say, the danger of Diyuan, it is normal for a few people to die, and Yan Feichen can't do anything about it.

And even if he wanted to pursue responsibility, because of the interests of the family, he might have to bear it in his heart.

After all, the tiger skin of Huashen Mansion is there, even though it is not covered, it is enough to make Yan Feichen jealous.

"As for the elixir of Yang, this..."

Yu Wansi pursed the corners of her lips, and after a long time, she gave a wry smile and said slowly:

"Junior Brother Chen, after discussing with a few others just now, we have decided to abandon this dilapidated body and switch to the Nether Ghost Way, but we don't need any Yang-type pills anymore."

Chen Heng was slightly surprised, and said, "Have you thought about it?"

Yu Wansi said sadly: "Limbs are incomplete and the body is decaying. It is doomed that there is no way to advance in the orthodox immortal way. Instead of being a useless person and living for the rest of the day, it is better to take a risky gamble and venture into the ghostly way. Could it be that there will be a new world?"

In the practice of the orthodox immortal way, the body and limbs have the reputation of "treasure raft for crossing the world", which cannot be easily damaged, otherwise there will be no hope for the road.

Especially in the realm of Jindan, this is even more obvious.

Not to mention the destruction of the limbs, it means that the limbs are congenitally damaged, and the vital "innate and supreme nature" will be lost. It is extremely difficult to practice Taoism.

No matter how hard you try, it will be at most a third-rank golden elixir, and the primordial spirit will have no hope for life.

If the severed hands and feet of everyone like Yu Wansi still survived and were not corrupted and lost, they might be able to be connected with precious medicine, the severed limbs would be reborn, and the "innate and supreme nature" would be slowly conceived, and there is still a chance of enlightenment.

But their severed limbs were swallowed alive by ghosts, and turned into a puddle of blood long ago, how could they continue?
At this time.

Yu Wansi raised her head and took a deep look, and said, "Junior Brother Chen, even if we switch to the Nether Ghost Path, we are still following the path of Jingxiu. We must not dare to forget each other in the past!"

Chen Heng nodded, and said with a warm smile:
"The earth abyss is full of turbidity, but it is indeed a blessed place for ghosts to practice. Since everyone has made up their minds, I don't want to persuade you. I just wish you a smooth journey and eternal blessings."

Yu Wansi and the others cupped their hands in thanks, looked at each other, supported each other, and walked into a house.

As soon as the door was closed, as a few people began to cast spells and transform themselves, there was a strong wind and rumble.

Within three feet of that house, there are cyclones dancing wildly, shaking the eardrums, and the dark currents are raging.

Chen Heng waited and watched with his hands behind his back.

After half a stick of incense, following a muffled sound, in the closed house where Yu Wansi and the others were retreating, a few indistinct faint ghosts slowly flew out of the sky.

Looking at his eyebrows and facial features, it is obvious that he is Yu Wanchou and others.

"Junior Brother Chen, thank you for your great kindness. If you get rid of the sea of ​​suffering today, there will be rich rewards in the future!"

Yu Wansi's voice was vague, as if it came through layers of curtains:

"All the Qiankun bags we were waiting for have been confiscated by the ghosts, and they are only hidden in this mansion. Junior Brother, please take it, so let me wait and show my heart!"

Say it.

She looked at the frozen body below with infinite nostalgia.

Covering his face with his hands, he sighed, and instantly turned into a cloud of black smoke billowing away.

The rest of the people also left after paying their respects to Chen Heng.

"Ghost way..."

Chen Heng's eyes flickered slightly.

And this time.

Song Rupu also brought the nearly thousand people in the crowd to the main hall, they were miserable, looking around, everyone was covered in blood and flesh, it was unbearable to look directly at.

Chen Heng inquired a bit, and except for a few six or seven cultivators who were still clear-headed, the rest of the people were already foolish and hurt their spirits.

"Brother, don't worry, the method created by the senior is very simple, it's just a sixteen-character formula! As long as you recite it, you will be able to generate induction."

Seeing that Chen Heng was speechless for a while, Song Rupu stepped forward quickly and said with an apologetic smile:
"Leave these trivial matters to the younger brother, don't worry about it! Lou Fu has already received a subpoena, he will be able to arrive here within five days, and I need to trouble the elder brother to wait here."

"It's only five days, I can still afford to wait, please excuse me."

Chen Heng looked at those cultivators who still had their sanity, and said:
"If the senior brothers have other places to go, they can go on their own, and if they want to stay here and wait for the building, the poor will not die."

Those people all bowed and saluted, and thanked them again and again.

After distributing some small white yang pills for emergency use.

Chen Heng then called Song Rupu aside, and asked how a spirit ghost like Ziying could command those dirty ghosts in the market at the entrance of the village.

Now get Song Rupu's solution.

After pondering for a moment, he gave him some instructions.

Chen Heng just went into a secluded room to meditate and adjust his breathing.

About two hours later.

He is full of energy and full of energy.

At this time.

With a loud shout, it flew off the ground, turning into a ray of pure white light and flying away in an instant.

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(End of this chapter)