I'm wandering in the world

Chapter 142 The Perpetual Power Soul of the Merit Banner

Chuliu, who came over carrying a large board, was stunned when he saw his beloved Xiaoyu's arm being chopped off. He could not believe his eyes and shouted tremblingly: "Master, can't you exorcise evil spirits?"

Qinghai was sweating profusely. The little fish was not as tough as the evil infant, but it was also very difficult to deal with.

He replied, "You little brat, do you think I'm the reincarnation of Tathagata Buddha? This kind of evil spirit is injected into women by you men. The evil merges with the mother's body and then a flesh-and-blood evil baby is born! Restoring them to their original state is as difficult as bringing a skull back to life."

boom!
Because of his carelessness in answering Chuliu's question, Qinghai was slapped away by Xiaoyu. He flipped several times in the air and fell to the ground, spitting blood: "Damn it, if you can exorcise evil spirits, just do it yourself!"

Chuliu put the wooden board aside, took out a small paper boat from his arms, and tried to wake it up with the memories they once shared...

It's a pity that when Xiaoyu saw the paper boat, he was only in a trance for a moment, and then he came to his senses. The paper boat turned into ashes, and his only remaining left hand pinched Chuliu's neck and lifted him up!
Whoosh!
Xiaoyu let go of Chuliu's neck with her left hand. She stiffly lowered her head to look at her abdomen. It turned out that she was pierced by a sword, which went into her abdomen, leaving only the hilt...

It was the evil-breaking sword thrown by Chen Qingyuan.

Blood oozed out of the fish's mouth and nose. It fell to the ground and twitched continuously. Its flesh and blood slowly turned into bloody water, and soon only a skeleton was left.

Qinghai, who was lying not far away, called out, “Be careful!”

It turned out that the evil infant, which was fixed in the air by the net, was extremely anxious when it saw its mother die. It knew that it would take some time for it to fully take shape and devour its mother.

Now that Chen Qingyuan kills Xiaoyu, he is cutting off the path of its growth as an evil infant.

The evil infant struggled violently, and the candles on the altar burned out instantly. Chen Qingyuan had no sword in his hand, so he opened his bloody mouth and bit at him without hesitation...

Chen Qingyuan had a long black nail in his right hand. He dodged it by leaning sideways and stabbed it fiercely into the evil infant.

Legend has it that everything, including heaven, earth, people, ghosts and gods, has its own luck. Ghosts naturally have their own luck. Lucky ghosts can enjoy happiness after death, while those without luck, or even those with bad luck, become unlucky ghosts. Not only will they be unlucky, but all those who come into contact with them will also be unlucky...

The long black nails are the reward for breaking into the tomb world. No matter whether it is a person, a ghost or an object, as long as you stab it and don't let go, you can continue to drain its luck!

However, this thing is useful, but unfortunately it is a consumable.

Chen Qingyuan had used up one nail in the world of destiny, and now he had used up another one, so only eight of the original ten nails were left.

"what!"

When the evil infant was stabbed, he felt something flowing out of his back, and his entire body became cold, as if a disaster was imminent at any moment.

Chen Qingyuan held the long nail in his left hand and pressed it firmly to the ground. He pulled out the Merit Banner with his right hand and used the hard banner pole to whip the evil baby's buttocks fiercely: "Are you still making trouble?"

This situation is just like a parent catching a naughty child and beating him madly.

The evil infant cried out in pain. It no longer had any thoughts of revenge. It just wanted to leave this place forever and hide in a desolate mountain for a hundred or eighty years. When this evil star died of old age, it would come back to the arena...

But Chen Qingyuan will not give him this opportunity.

He beat the Evil Infant madly, and its aura became weaker and weaker, but it just wouldn't die...

Qinghai picked up the Sword of Breaking Evil and gave it to Chen Qingyuan, and cut his evil infant in half with one sword. The evil infant was in great pain, but struggled desperately like a cut earthworm and could not die.

Qinghai said: "My master, Master Longci, encountered these five evil spirits when he was young. They were worshipped by the Five Ghosts of the White Lotus Sect and were known as immortal evil spirits! My master was very powerful and defeated them seven or eight times, even crushing them into powder with a millstone, but they would be reborn after a few months...

Now I remember why they are so powerful. Their powers seem to be interconnected. When one of them is defeated, the power will flow to the remaining evil spirits. Therefore, the last evil spirit will become more powerful. If it is also killed, the power will be reunited and it will be reborn as an evil spirit.

So my master had no choice but to seal them in a jar, suppress them with a golden Buddha that had been worshipped for five hundred years, and bury them in a cave where the White Lotus Sect hid gold, silver and jewels, hoping that they would never be discovered.

Chen Qingyuan was stunned and said, "You mean, the only way to deal with this guy is to seal him?"

Qinghai said: "Based on experience, this is the case." Chen Qingyuan said: "I don't believe it!"

Qinghai: “…”

Nothing is truly immortal, and they can still live. It can only be said that their luck has not been exhausted...

Chen Qingyuan tightly grasped the iron nail and released a large amount of luck from the evil infant. He seemed to know something. These luck might have been collected from the followers of the White Lotus Sect.

The one that everyone was most afraid of at this moment was the Evil Infant.

The corners of its eyes twitched wildly, and it stared at Chen Qingyuan's face: "Who are you and why are you targeting me like this!"

At that time, there were the White Lotus Sect and the Five Ghosts to worship, and there was blood food day and night, and they lived a very happy life. In addition, there were also believers who came every day to contribute their luck.

If it weren't for the appearance of Long Ci the Bald Donkey, it would have already reached the level of a Ghost King.

Chen Qingyuan didn't say anything.

The evil infant was extremely angry: "Fuck you, how can I seek revenge on your sect? If you have the guts, use the golden talisman that guy drew to kill me..."

Chen Qingyuan followed its gaze and found that it was talking about the board that had just been moved in on the sixth day of the lunar calendar.

Qinghai knew what Chen Qingyuan meant, and hurried over to move the board over. Immediately, the golden talisman on it emitted golden light, causing severe damage to the evil infant.

The evil infant was in great pain, but there was a look of relief in his eyes.

I'll die this time, but I still have a little bit of luck left and I can be reborn. But I don't know how much time it will take to make a comeback...

Unexpectedly, Chen Qingyuan suddenly said: "Move the board further away, I think this thing is useful!"

Evil Infant: “????”

It had a bad feeling: "What do you want to do? Can't you just give me a quick death?"

Chen Qingyuan held the nail in his left hand, put the banner down, stroked its bloody and slippery head with his right hand, and said with a smile: "Since you can both practice and be reborn, that is to say, as long as you maintain a critical point of luck, theoretically you can be reborn infinitely!"

Evil Infant: "Just tell me what you want to do!"

Chen Qingyuan picked up the Merit Banner and inserted it directly into it, chanting a spell. Immediately, the Evil Infant felt its soul being pulled out of its body bit by bit, and then being sucked into the blood-red banner bit by bit.

It gets it!

This bastard took a fancy to its special ability to be reborn, and wanted to use this ability to make it a spirit in the blood flag, and become his inexhaustible material...

"You, don't do this!"

"what……"

"Please, I won't dare to do it again..."

"No, really no!"

"I... you will not die a good death. You will not even have a place to be buried. When you die, your intestines will be punctured and rotten!"

Chen Qingyuan asked Qinghai to help hold up the Merit Banner. He took out his phone with his right hand, opened the memo, and typed a line of words, even reading them out while typing: "During the Republic of China, the Merit Banner subdued an evil infant with the ability to regenerate. When it was subdued, this evil infant spoke rudely and repeatedly insulted my good deeds. It is so cunning that its heart deserves death [special attention required]..."

(End of this chapter)