Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

The billowing gray fog swept across the land of Namdo Province like a swarm of snakes dancing wildly.

One by one, terrifying and malevolent creatures rushed forward as if fleeing for their lives.

A being who was almost at the level of the Dao underwent a transformation.

Whether they are immortals or true immortals, those evil beings are nothing more than food in front of this one.

If you run into them, you're dead.

The only option is to escape, and escape as far away as possible.

Otherwise, they will only face certain death.

Among these fleeing evil beings, a golden and silver radiance sped to its limit, growing faster and faster, as if it were frantically trying to leave all the evil beings behind.

The Golden Horn and Silver Horn are exceptionally gifted, and their speed naturally surpasses that of ordinary evil beings.

But at the moment.

However, Chen Huangpi was not seen on the back of the Golden Horn and Silver Horn.

"Waaaaah, my yellow-skinned dad is going to die."

"Big brother, we're going to lose our father again."

Silver Horn roared. Just moments ago, the moment that old madman in the straw hat appeared, Chen Huangpi didn't even think twice and told the two brothers to run as far away as possible.

That old madman is too powerful, too terrifying.

Judging from their posture, it was as if they were going to tear Chen Huangpi apart alive.

If Jinjiao and Yinjiao met face to face, they would probably be devoured alive on the spot.

Therefore, Chen Huangpi and Jinjiao and Yinjiao simply separated and fled for their lives.

"That old man must have come for Xiao Chenchen."

"We all carry its scent."

"Let's split up and escape, and see who's luckier."

These words were spoken by the brass oil lamp.

Jinjiao turned his head and glanced at the far distance behind him.

It thought sadly to itself, "It seems that the old man is luckier. That old man only focused on beating up Huangpi Dad, and he didn't even bother to chase after the old man and the second old man."

The gray fog behind them was so thick it was outrageous.

Boom!
The gray mist exploded on the spot!

Immediately afterwards, a figure as fast as lightning flew out from the gray mist, and in the blink of an eye, it was level with Golden Horn and Silver Horn in a backward flying posture.

Upon closer inspection, the figure was none other than Chen Huangpi.

Golden Horn was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said, "Yellow-skinned Father, when did your speed become so fast that you can catch up with Silver Horn and me?"

"Because I was punched in the face."

Despite the excruciating pain in his chest, Chen Huangpi slammed his hand down on the ground, causing the Yin Earth of the Yellow Springs to spread out instantly, and mountain peaks to rise from the ground.

"What!!!!!"

"Where's that cheap lamp?!"

"I'm right behind you, I'll be there soon."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a loud thud was heard!
It looked as if a sun had exploded within the gray fog.

Immediately afterwards, the shadow of the brass oil lamp also flew backward.

And it looked even worse.

His head was so badly dented into the lamp body that oil was gushing out.

Boom! ! ! !

Chen Huangpi and the brass oil lamp crashed into and collapsed nearly a hundred mountain peaks before finally stopping their backward flight.

"Cough cough cough."

Chen Huangpi stood up unsteadily, his face pale, clutching his chest and coughing incessantly.

There was a horrifying fist-shaped dent in his chest.

If it weren't for the incredibly sturdy body of the Six Yin Gods, under normal circumstances, this punch would probably have shattered every bone in his body.

Two punches, just two punches.

Chen Huangpi and the brass oil lamp didn't even have a chance to fight back; they were each punched and almost crippled on the spot.

It can be said that he shattered Huang Tianmeng with a single punch.

Another circle of brass oil lamps were lit, all crying for help.

Using the Void-Piercing Divine Sword as a crutch, Chen Huangpi watched in utter despair as the figure slowly approached him.

Meanwhile, Jinjiao and Yinjiao, who were originally planning to rush over to rescue the person, immediately pretended to be nonchalant and ran off in another direction.

"Father Huangpi, may you rest in peace."

"Don't expose us! We're your godson!"

"This time next year, we will offer incense and burn paper money for you."

Golden Horn and Silver Horn silently swore an oath in their hearts, and with all their might, they tucked their tails between their legs and fled.

"You damned old bastard."

The brass oil lamp shakily climbed out of the rubble, gritting its teeth as it said, "He promised that if Dao made a move, he would come to the rescue. Instead, he said he found a mortal enemy to protect us."

"His words are like farts."

"Keep your promise?! You'd be a fool to believe that!"

"Damn it, they're treating us like dogs from the Intercepting Heaven Sect!"

At this moment, Chen Huangpi didn't even have the mind to respond to the brass oil lamp.

He felt that he was probably not the unluckiest person in the world.

The leader of the Tai Sui sect had just left.

Immediately afterward, a being almost at the level of Tao intervened and dealt with him.

What an incredible coincidence!

"Ah Gui, do you have any other ideas?"

"Let me think about it, let me think about it."

The vengeful spirit in the Book of Souls was also extremely anxious. It wanted to come up with a solution, but it only had the bloodline power of its Yama father, which did not mean that it had truly become its father.

An entity that is almost akin to the Dao itself made its move.

Even if its father comes, it still has to be inferior to others, even if it's not its home ground.

Not to mention the deadly ghosts that are only at the True Immortal level.

"Then we have no choice but to fight this old man."

Chen Huangpi sighed and took out the mask of the Taixu God from the Soul-Hooking Book without hesitation.

Then, he put it on his face.

It's just a matter of seconds.

An ancient and desolate aura emanated from his body.

His black hair, which had been in the Six Yin God state, had all turned blue.

This mask contains the residual power of the Taixu God, who was also a being close to the Dao, but having crossed over from another realm, he no longer possessed that incredible characteristic.

Chen Huangpi had used this mask twice before.

This time, Chen Huangpi isn't going to be stingy with his use, since his survival depends on this one chance.

"It's useless to rely on family connections."

The brass oil lamp wailed, "Even if the Taixu God himself were to fight, he couldn't possibly defeat this old man. Didn't you notice that he cultivated the sword path before his transformation? He didn't even draw his sword; he almost crippled us with just two punches."

"Hand over Xiao Chenchen."

"Anyway, she's Chen Daoxing's sister, not our own sister."

"After you're done, kowtow to this old man and beg for mercy. Maybe you can save your dog's life."

"Huang Er, Little Chen calls you brother!"

"Just give it back, sister, sister! Isn't that enough?"

Chen Huangpi shook his head: "One more word is needed."

The brass oil lamp nodded: "So you don't want to hand over Xiao Chenchen?"

Chen Huangpi's eyes flickered: "Let me think about it."

He didn't want to hand it over. This matter had nothing to do with Chen Daoxing; she was his uncle's daughter and also his cousin.

Besides, what good would it do to hand it over?

If I hand it over, won't that old man beat me to death?
At this moment.

A sinister and evil voice rang out.

"The new leader of the Tai Sui Cult is actually the Tai Xu Evil God."

"Interesting, interesting!"

The old madman wearing a straw hat walked over, opened his blood-red mouth and grinned maliciously: "I originally intended to devour you alive, but I didn't expect this interesting thing to happen."

"Yes, we can't let you die too easily."

"We should keep you here and raise you. Cut off your flesh and bleed you every day, and make you stupid walking corpses. That would be the best option."

When the old madman spoke, his sharp teeth chattered, but his voice was even more chilling than his words.

Chen Huangpi couldn't help but shiver.

The brass oil lamp made everything go dark.

Alright, now we don't have to think about throwing little Chenchen out to save his life.

The old man never intended to let them go from the very beginning.

"Family member, you used this mask of the Taixu deity, is it because you have some way to escape?"

"No, I just thought that way I could take a couple more punches."

Chen Huangpi wiped the cold sweat from his face and forced himself to remain calm, saying, "At least, you can give me a chance to make a move."

He didn't even have time to retaliate.

He was crippled on the spot with a single punch.

If we use all available methods, perhaps...

Okay, no maybes...

"Sir, spare your life!"

Without a second thought, Chen Huangpi begged for mercy: "I'm just a child, don't kill me, and don't eat me. My flesh is sour, my blood is rotten, and I don't taste good."

Seeing this, the brass oil lamp sighed deeply and said sternly, "You old fool! How dare you hurt him! Do you know who he is!"

We can't really fight back, so we can only talk back.

The old madman grabbed with his big hand.

next second.

He grabbed the brass oil lamp instantly.

"You call me 'old man'?"

"No, no, no, you've changed! Your hearing isn't working properly anymore. Little Huang, I'm calling you Grandpa!"

The brass oil lamp, always adaptable, fawned, "Sir, we're all men of status. Fighting isn't proper. What's your name? We're actually relatives."

The old madman grinned maliciously, sticking out his barbed tongue to lick the brass oil lamp, leaving scratches on its surface.

"So, just because you say so, we're related? You're also surnamed Nie?"

"I can have the surname Nie!"

The brass oil lamp forced a smile and said, "From now on, I will be called Nie Huang Er. To tell you the truth, my ancestors for three generations were actually surnamed Nie. It was just that my generation changed the surname. It is only natural to change it back now!"

And it was speaking at the same time.

He was also constantly communicating with Chen Huangpi in his mind.

After all, the two of them had grown up together since childhood. Now, the one of them was joking around and making trouble, which gave the other an opportunity to make a move.

really!!!!
next second!
Three black rings instantly appeared behind Chen Huangpi.

The surrounding earth was already covered by his Yellow Springs Yin Soil, but now the sun and moon in his chest surged forth, chasing each other and giving him a threefold amplification.

"You old dog Nie! Die, you son of a bitch!!!!"

Without hesitation, Chen Huangpi picked up the Void-Piercing Divine Sword and, with the support of the three black rings, unleashed ninety-nine sword moves in an instant.

Those ninety-nine sword moves were learned from the Tai Sui Cult Master.

Although it's just a shell, it can at least be integrated into the sword formation, making it arguably the most powerful technique he can currently unleash.

Buzz! ! ! !

The Void-Piercing Divine Sword instantly transformed into a blood-red demonic dragon.

Nineteen immortal figures emerged from the sea of ​​blood, wielding sharp swords and setting up incomparably profound sword formations.

Chen Huangpi leaped into the sword formation.

Towering sword light crisscrossed and surged!
There was also an inexplicable force mixed in with it.

He also incorporated the killing sword technique that the severed hand taught him into his own scheme, treating it as a dirty trick.

So many methods were employed simultaneously.

They were going to fight this terrifying old man to the death.

"Ninety-nine in length and width".

A hint of confusion flashed in the old madman's bloodshot eyes.

He felt the clumsy yet familiar sword moves.

Those sword moves seemed to be the techniques of an old friend he knew very well.

But he couldn't remember who that old friend was for the moment.

"That old dog's been daydreaming! A perfect opportunity!!!"

The brass oil lamp grinned maliciously, immediately stretched out its head, and crawled out of the old madman's hand, biting down hard on his head. The surging flame inside the lamp body then burst out wildly!

After the overwhelming sword light, an intensely hot flame, seemingly capable of refining everything in the world, ignited the old madman on the spot.

Chen Huangpi paid no attention to why the terrifying being before him had lost his focus.

He had at least taken down a halfway guy before.

Although it was a coincidence, I did know how terrifying such a being was.

We must never give the other party a chance to recover.

"Kill him while he's sick!!!"

Chen Huangpi stomped his foot suddenly.

The shadow of Yama rose from behind.

"The Demon Tree, Crimson Evil!"

At his command, a towering demonic tree, burning with blood-red flames and its entire body resembling amber, rose from the ground and instantly transformed into an enormous sword.

At the same time, Chen Huangpi struck the Soul-Hooking Book.

The scabbard formed from the nascent form of the Dao Fruit appeared in Yi Qingzhou's hand.

Then, Chen Huangpi sheathed his sword and, together with the shadow of Yama behind him, struck a pose as if he were about to draw his sword and kill someone.

"With my Dao foundation! Forge my life sword!!!!"

Chen Huangpi's voice was ferocious. This was his last resort. If even the scabbard left by Yi Qingzhou couldn't be used, then he really had no other choice.

"Draw your sword!!!!!"

With a loud clang!

The Void-Piercing Divine Sword was drawn from its sheath, its surface shimmering with a clear, rippling light.

The moment the sword light appeared, it illuminated the entire area within a thousand miles with a bluish hue.

Daoji refers to all the methods that Chen Huangpi knows.

The Life Sword signifies a decisive strike where either the enemy dies or I perish.

however……

After Chen Huangpi's sword fell.

But an old hand, through the clear light of the sword, grasped the Void-Piercing Divine Sword.

Chen Huangpi looked terrified.

He felt that the old hand, as if possessing infinite power and suction, was firmly holding onto the Void Divine Sword, so much so that even he himself could not let go.

"Heavenly Tribulation!!!!!"

Thunderous energy appeared in Chen Huangpi's eyes.

Two thunder dragons, now with horns, lifted the bright moon and crashed into the old madman, like two dragons playing with a pearl.

With a loud bang!!!!

Thunder and lightning shot straight into the sky.

Boom! ! ! ! !
Thunder roared in the sky, and gray fog gathered together, forming dark clouds that stretched for thousands of miles.

Wow! ! ! !

A torrential downpour began immediately.

The earth itself had transformed into a vast, white sea of ​​lightning.

Crackling lightning danced in every raindrop, Chen Huangpi was bathed in lightning, the brass oil lamp was electrified and emitted black smoke, even the real fire was suppressed.

Boom boom boom!
Chen Huangpi frantically pounded the figure's head with his fists.

But the opponent's body was like an impenetrable wall, and it couldn't be hurt in the slightest.

"It's over, it's over!!!"

The brass oil lamp wailed in despair: "This person has changed, but his Dao is still there. He stands alone above the river of time, and his Dao body will always be perfect and unified."

An existence that is close to the Dao can only be fought by someone who is at least halfway to the Dao, like the Great Elder of Nirvana.

If you want to kill it.

Then it has to be people of the same realm and level who open up the path and compete.

"Master, haven't you recorded his Dao yet?"

"He hasn't even used a single technique, how can I record it?"

Chen Huangpi gave a bitter laugh.

He and the brass oil lamp were well aware of how powerful something akin to the Dao could be.

They had only hoped that by using all their methods, they could probe what path the other party was on, and if successful, they could carve it on a stone tablet, perhaps even breaking their cultivation level. But it seems they were overthinking it.

This old man wearing a straw hat is probably extremely powerful, almost to the point of being a Daoist master.

To deal with them, you can easily control them with just your own two hands.

At this moment.

The old madman's voice rang out again.

However, this time it seemed different from before. It lacked that evil, demonic quality and instead possessed a sharp edge.

"That's the aura."

"The child's scent."

The sound was like the coldest wind, and wherever it passed, the surrounding sea of ​​lightning dissipated.

Then, an astonishing sword aura suddenly burst forth from the straw hat worn by the old madman.

"It hurts!!!!"

The brass oil lamp opened its mouth in pain, and a sword aura raged within its body, causing its head to fall to the ground on the spot.

"Huang Er!!!"

Chen Huangpi's eyes were bloodshot: "You old dog surnamed Nie, if you want to kill someone, kill me! Don't hurt my brothers!!!"

At this moment, he felt immense regret.

If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have been so impulsive. I should have just taken the fragment of the Flying Immortal Map and left, leaving Little Chenchen there until I was stronger enough to bring her back later.

Otherwise, how could they have ended up in this predicament?

Upon hearing this, the brass oil lamp with its head pressed to the ground felt a surge of anger.

That old bastard, the leader of the Tai Sui Cult, is unreliable.

There is currently no one of the highest level of spiritual attainment who can come to our rescue.

Even the abbot's coffin was of no use.

It seems I can only rely on myself.

I'm sorry, Abbot, Huang Er has to summon all those clones back.

But at this moment.

The old madman suddenly pointed at Chen Huangpi and said, "Since you are the leader of the Tai Sui Sect, why do you know the secret techniques of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion? Did the owner of that sword sheath teach you them?"

Upon hearing this, the brass oil lamp trembled.

Chen Huangpi quickly added, "Grandpa Nie, you have a good eye for people. That's right, I learned this secret technique of forging a life sword with the foundation of the Dao from my senior brother Yi Qingzhou."

"My senior brother is the young master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion."

"His mother is the head of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, a famous sword immortal in the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty."

"If you kill me, my aunt will definitely avenge me!"

Previously, he kept calling Nie the old dog.

Now everyone refers to him as "Grandpa Nie" repeatedly.

It truly is a case of being arrogant at first and obsequious at second; nothing more.

However, the old madman did not respond, but instead pressed his head in pain.

The brass oil lamp roared in its mind, "Family member, this old dog Nie is acting strangely. He doesn't seem to have fully transformed yet. Let's go, let's get out of here!"

"I want to leave too! But I can't."

Chen Huangpi desperately tried to pull the Void-Piercing Divine Sword out of the other party's hand.

But it's impossible to do it no matter what.

Chen Huangpi even had a feeling that if he were to cut off his own wrist right now, he probably wouldn't be able to escape.

It's not that he doesn't want to leave.

The other party wouldn't let him leave.

The brass oil lamp felt a chill run down its spine; it truly didn't know what to do.

Should they summon all their clones back to fight this old dog Nie to the death, or hope that he can reason with them when he's sober?

But it seems like there's a Taixu Divine Nail in the other person's head.

The abbot can bring that thing back to consciousness, but he can't pull it out directly!
This old dog Nie will probably revert to his previous terrifying state of devouring evil beings soon, at which point he will truly be unable to live or die.

"Wait for the contract owner."

The voice of the vengeful spirit suddenly rang out, and it calmly said, "Is it possible that this person isn't after Little Chen, but after you, my master?"

"Coming for me? Ah Gui, you mean..."

A thought suddenly popped into Chen Huangpi's mind.

Just moments ago, this old dog Nie acted as if he wanted to devour me, but after I used the Dao Foundation Forging Life Sword technique, he suddenly sobered up for a moment.

And he said those things.

That child's aura... could it be referring to my senior brother, Yi Qingzhou...?

"So you're Yi Qingzhou's grandfather!!!"

Chen Huangpi blurted out, "Old Master Nie, please wake up! Don't kill an innocent person!"

"grandfather……"

“I am not his grandfather.”

"Not his grandfather? Then it must be his father?"

"That's it."

The old madman neither denied nor admitted it.

After all, he had been dead for quite some time now.

Chen Huangpi was stunned and asked in his mind, "Huang Er, does Yi Qingzhou still have a father?"

The brass oil lamp said, "I've never heard of him having a father. He's only mentioned his mother. If I had a father who was almost a Taoist master, I'd be talking about him all the time! I bet his father died a long time ago!"

"I understand!"

The brass oil lamp slapped his forehead and suddenly realized, "The reason why Yi Qingzhou and his mother had a conflict could be that his mother found a lover, and that lover is this old dog Nie, so Yi Qingzhou had no choice but to betray the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion."

"Yes, is that so?"

"Otherwise, Yi Qingzhou's mother wasn't exactly close to the Dao either."

"Why should the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion compete with the Tai Sui Sect for the title of number one in swordsmanship?"

"They must have hired outside help."

The more the brass oil lamp spoke, the more certain it became, and it even said with a fawning smile, "Don't worry, Grandpa Nie, that brat Yi Qingzhou has already been killed by us. His body was dismembered, and he died a horrible death."

As soon as these words came out.

The old madman froze, a hint of ferocity flashing in his blood-red eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "You killed that child?"

Chen Huangpi forced himself to say, "Yes, I killed him. This sword sheath is the result of Yi Qingzhou's Dao Fruit. He almost reached the level of Dao before he died."

"However, I'm not sure if he's really dead."

"Because it seems that he has attained enlightenment once again."

"I see."

The old madman stared blankly at the scabbard.

do not know why.

Chen Huangpi felt a sudden chill run down his spine for no apparent reason.

Why doesn't this old man Nie even glance at me?

"Bring it here."

"what?"

"Give me the scabbard."

"No."

Chen Huangpi gritted his teeth and said, "This is the last thing my senior brother left behind before he died. I must give it to his mother. This is a gentleman's promise, and I must not break it."

"Hmm, what a gentleman's agreement."

The old madman reached out and grabbed, and the scabbard instantly appeared in his hand. The scabbard carried the aura of his son.

Furthermore, even the old madman could sense that blood ties were stronger than water.

He felt both relieved and pained.

Yi Qingzhou, his only son.

One day, he also reached a level close to the Dao, and he walked more steadily than him, unlike him who was so obsessed and obsessed with sword forging.

But what pains him is...

His own son died, and even the Dao Fruit turned into a sword sheath.

And the person who killed his son was right in front of him.

"Chen Huangpi! The murderer of my son! An irreconcilable hatred!!!"

The old madman roared to the sky, his eyes shooting out blood-red sword light that transformed into two enormous suns in the heavens.

His aura erupted without reservation at this moment.

He didn't even care about the Taixu Divine Nail in his head anymore.

Stupid!
Stupid!
The old madman took off his straw hat, gripped the scabbard in one hand, and reached into his head with the other, trying to forcefully pull his sword out.

He won't let this Chen Huangpi die too easily.

He wanted to use this sword to turn the dried yellow peel, the oil lamp, and the escaped son of the Di Ting into prisoners within his sword, torturing them day and night, only then could he quell the hatred in his heart.

"It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!!!"

Chen Huangpi felt a chill run down his spine and ran away with the brass oil lamp in hand: "Grandpa Nie, it's not what you think. I killed Yi Qingzhou because he was determined to die. My senior brother and I had a very good relationship!"

"Brother, is this what you did?"

"You killed my son!"

"Is this what you mean by a good relationship?"

Half of the old madman's body was engulfed in the gray mist, while the other half held the sword sheath. He took a step forward and appeared beside Chen Huangpi.

He didn't attack directly, but his body, half-shrouded in gray mist, exuded an extremely terrifying sword aura.

The sword energy was all gray.

The needle pierced Chen Huangpi's body, causing him to tremble in pain.

The brass oil lamp couldn't help but curse, "What kind of 'blood ties' are you playing at, you stepfather? We killed Yi Qingzhou, so you're free of any worries now, aren't you?"

"Yi Qingzhou is my own son!!!"

Blood and tears streamed down half of the old madman's face. He looked increasingly terrifying, half of his face completely obscured, while the other half was twisted and insane, radiating murderous intent.

Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!
The sound of a sword being drawn came from the body half-shrouded in gray mist.

Wisps of golden light shone through the gray fog.

This is the power of the Taixu Divine Nail.

Chen Huangpi said in despair, "You are Yi Qingzhou's biological father, so why don't you have the surname Yi?"

"Ho ho ho..."

The old madman let out a chilling laugh, drawing his sword as he said, "Because I married into the family, my son takes his mother's surname, hmph, hahaha! Hehehe!!!!"

Chen Huangpi's eyes widened, and he glared angrily at the brass oil lamp.

The latter nearly collapsed: "You two are really something else. The father isn't a father, and the son isn't a son. No wonder Yi Qingzhou has never mentioned you."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Chen Huangpi said, "Watch closely, I've recreated the whole scene from back then, it's really not what you think!"

As he spoke, he conjured up the scene of how he first met Yi Qingzhou.

From the very beginning, we made a gentleman's agreement.

Later on, they even engaged in sword fights in front of all the common people of Dakang.

The entire time span, the causes and consequences, and the harm caused by the Taixu Divine Nail were all included without any omission.

But the old madman's murderous intent grew even stronger.

“You, and this broken lamp.”

“You’re spouting nonsense, and now you’ve created this mess.”

"I'm going crazy, I'm about to undergo a transformation, I'm about to be controlled by that Taixu Divine Nail, but am I so easily fooled!"

Having said that, the old madman pulled the sword out of his head.

A golden nail was driven into the middle of the sword's blade, and the blade was covered with cracks, from which golden light flowed.

This is the old madman's sword, and also his way.

The sword is destroyed and the man dies; man and sword are one.

In a sense, the old madman is the real sword cultivator.

Those who cultivate swordsmanship, like the leader of the Tai Sui Cult, cannot achieve such a pure state.

"All of you, get over here!!"

The old madman's voice was ferocious, and under the blood-red sun formed by the two sword energies in the sky, all the evil beings around, including Golden Horn and Silver Horn, felt as if the world was upside down at this moment.

Everything seemed to have turned into a chaotic void.

Then, along with Chen Huangpi, everything appeared in the old madman's Dao Fruit World.

This Dao Fruit World is like a sword tomb.

Countless broken swords were stuck in the ground.

A furnace that reaches to the heavens and the earth is located at the center of the Sword Tomb.

Chen Huangpi, the brass oil lamp, the death-reaping ghost, the golden horn and silver horn, and all those evil creatures were now lying on top of the furnace, their heads sticking out two inches, completely unable to move.

The old madman carried the sword, and with each step he took, dark blood seeped from his body.

His injuries, along with the anomalies brought about by the Taixu Divine Nail, all erupted at the same moment.

In fact, from the moment he was nailed to the Taixu Divine Lamp.

It was already beyond repair.

Even if Chen Huangpi had explained these things clearly from the beginning, he would have died even faster. Hearing this would only have driven the old madman to extremes.

There is no room for even the slightest bit of truth.

Click...

A sinister head was severed off, the body became a scabbard, and the head fell into the furnace.

"what!!!!"

The evil creature howled and burned in the molten iron of the furnace.

Golden Horn and Silver Horn fainted on the spot from fright.

Chen Huangpi's face turned even paler.

The brass oil lamp said bitterly, "Family member, if I had known this would happen, I should have summoned my clone back directly. Now look what's happened, we've entered the Human Dao Fruit World, and we can only wait to die."

"Go ahead on your journey to the underworld, I'll be there soon."

"Huang Er, you've been scared out of your wits."

Chen Huangpi sighed, "I'm in the leftmost row, and you're to my right. That madman starts killing from the right, so you'll definitely be the first to go."

Upon hearing this, the brass oil lamp glanced at the vengeful ghost on its right.

The brass oil lamp was delighted at that glance.

It seems that Ah Gui is going to leave first.

Just then, the old madman also charged over in a bizarre and sinister manner, and happened to walk right up to the side of the Death-Taking Ghost.

The vengeful spirit sighed, preparing itself for death.

Seeing this, Chen Huangpi gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle Nie, don't kill Agui. If you have the guts, kill me first. But I have skin of copper and bones of iron. I don't know if your broken sword can cut off my head."

"So you're even calling out Uncle Nie to get yourself killed? Fine, then I'll kill you first."

The old madman walked directly to Chen Huangpi's side.

The brass oil lamp's eyes widened: "Old dog Nie, you said you'd start killing from the right! Kill me first! I hate that brat Yi Qingzhou the most!"

"Alright, I'll kill you next."

"what!?"

The old madman coughed up blood, and his body, half of which was shrouded in gray mist, emitted a sound like flesh being torn apart. He gripped the sword and slashed it directly at Chen Huangpi's neck.

But right now.

Chen Huangpi suddenly exited the Six Yin God state and returned to his original form.

Its daybreak.

He instinctively turned his head and stared at the old madman in horror.

The old madman trembled, and the sword stopped just a hair's breadth from his neck.

"You...who are you?"

“Who am I? No, I am Chen Huangpi, and my master is Chen Shidao. Uncle Nie, you know my master, right? My master and I look very alike. We are all family.”

“Chen Shidao…”

The old madman murmured in confusion, "Who is Chen Shidao? I seem to remember someone like that, but I can't recall what he looks like. And you, something's wrong with you..."

"I believe I have seen you before."

His memory is currently confused, but there is one thing he remembers very clearly.

That is, he felt that Chen Huangpi reminded him of someone he had met somewhere before, not because he was a descendant of someone, but because he felt like he had actually seen this person before.

Chen Huangpi said, "Uncle Nie, you misunderstood. After my master merged with the Dao, he was no longer the same as when he was young, which is why you can't remember what he looks like. But the Tai Sui Sect has a portrait of my master."

"And you certainly haven't seen me before, because I haven't seen you before."

These words gave the old madman an even bigger headache.

It goes around in circles and is full of nonsense.

"Shut up! I have my own ways of finding out the truth!"

After saying that, the old madman sat down cross-legged and then stretched out his old, aged hand to cover Chen Huangpi's head.

The brass oil lamp beside it trembled uncontrollably.

In its heart, it excitedly roared to Chen Huangpi: "Family member, the opportunity has come! Old dog Nie is going to enter your memories. You go to sleep and let him fight the abbot with swords!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Huangpi rolled his eyes, kicked his legs, and immediately fell asleep. (End of Chapter)