Changsheng Xiuxian: I can see through everything

Chapter 207 Weird Wedding (Subscribe)

Yin Shuai's body trembled violently on the Yin Horse. He withstood the attack of Thunder Seal and wanted to take the opportunity to escape.

At this point, it has realized that nothing can be done and its own life is more important.

However, in the void, the three generals of the Thunder Department appeared and surrounded him.

General Yin was caught in a dilemma and was ultimately no match for the three generals of the Thunder Department. The evil aura he emitted became weaker and weaker, and was reduced to ashes amidst bursts of thunder and crackling sounds.

This Yin General, under the order of the Emperor of the Underworld, led 100,000 Yin soldiers to invade the world of the living.

He died before leaving the army.

It doesn't know that its fate is determined by destiny.

The generals of the Thunder Department saluted Chen Xuan and disappeared into the sky with thousands of heavenly soldiers.

Tong Jiangyou wanted to keep him, but Chen Xuan saluted with his fists.

"Fellow Daoist Tong, I'm leaving now. I bid you farewell."

He left the bottle of spirit wine behind.

If Tong Jiangyou concentrates on practicing, with this bottle of spiritual wine, he will surely be able to break through to the fourth level of Qi training.

In the sky, a ladder suddenly appeared, shining with light.

Chen Xuan flew on his sword and went straight onto the ladder to heaven, and soon disappeared from this world.

……

Xuan Tianzong.

Spirit Mirror Table.

The real people drank tea and wine and chatted and greeted each other.

Suddenly, Master Zhao screamed again.

"Look, that Chen Xuan!"

The immortals looked up and saw that Chen Xuan's Taoist power on the Spirit Mirror ranking list had suddenly increased from 578 to 976.

The power level increased directly by nearly 400 Dao.

Horror!
"Chen Xuan has already passed the second level of the Fantasy World? It's only been a short time!"

Logically speaking, it would take several years to clear each of the first seven levels.

But Chen Xuan had just changed his Taoist power value, and not long after, it began to change again.

If calculated based on the time in the spirit mirror, it would probably only be one or two days.

This is too fast!
However, judging from the changes in his Taoist skills, Chen Xuan almost passed the level perfectly.

The Taoist power value is as high as 398 points.

Among the geniuses of the sects that followed, the best performance in previous years was only 200 Dao Kung Fu.

"Insect Tamer, is this unpopular skill really that powerful?"

Master Wen's expression also turned grim.

According to the information sent by the deacon, this Chen Xuan was born as a casual cultivator, practicing the skills of the Qingmu Sect and the Five Poison Sect, and has a medium-grade wood spiritual root.

In every way, it's ordinary.

Some of them are even unsightly.

He only has some talent in controlling insects.

But his current performance shows more than just some talent!

He is clearly a genius that is rarely seen in a thousand years!

He thought about it.

In the second level of the fantasy world, few people can clear it in advance.

Especially since it was so fast and his Taoist skills were so high.

There must be a secret about Chen Xuan.

Could it be that in this competition among the seven sects, the top spot will really fall to the Jinyang Sect?

Thinking of this, Master Wen looked at Wang Zhen with a quite meaningful look.

Master Wang was even more puzzled.

However, my heart became lively.

If Chen Xuan, this surprise soldier, really wins the top spot, the Jinyang Sect will definitely treat him as a golden elixir seed, invest resources in him, and train him with all their strength.

"But Chen Xuan is also a thunder cultivator. What should Sun Zhengying do then?"

The happy troubles made him smile involuntarily.

He raised his eyes and saw Master Wen's meaningful look, and smiled back.

"Friend Wen, don't worry about Chi Yangzi. There are still seven levels to go!"

……

Late at night, at midnight, the stars and the moon are dim.

The country road was quiet, with only the occasional sound of wind blowing through leaves, rustling like a ghost crying.

A flash of lightning streaked across the night sky, snaking like a snake. Immediately following, there was a rumbling thunder, earth-shaking and making people's scalps numb.

In the haze, a sedan chair appeared on the path. It was not the usual bright red, but a strange blood red, so dazzling that it suddenly made people feel sad.

The sedan bearers were four lean men, each dressed in blood-red tights and with stern faces, looking like puppets being manipulated, without the slightest hint of festivity.

The young bride, wearing a heavy floral crown, sat quietly in the sedan chair, her body swaying rhythmically with the ups and downs of the sedan chair.

I was speechless all the way.

No one spoke, no one shouted, and no one sang.

Thunder roared and a storm was brewing, but the sedan bearers were oblivious and continued on their way. Soon, the rain began to fall, the big raindrops, like the energy accumulated over many days, bursting out in an instant, soaking the sedan in an instant.

"Hurry up." A majestic voice shouted in a low voice.

The sedan bearers quickened their pace, causing the bride in the sedan to shake even more violently.

I don't know how long it took, but the sedan finally stopped.

The curtain of the sedan chair was lifted, and through the blood-red veil, the young bride could vaguely see a maid about fifteen or sixteen years old standing next to the sedan chair, holding her hand and leading her out of the sedan chair.

Before me stood an old courtyard. It was a very old one, the blue bricks of the walls had turned a dark gray, the red paint on the gate had faded to a deep black. Amidst the decay, a sense of former glory lingered. The threshold, paved with a single bluestone brick, stood out against the bright red lanterns. "Here comes the bride!" an aging voice called out feebly.

Carefully stepping over the threshold, the bride sighed inwardly. From now on, she was the daughter-in-law of this family. In life, she was a member of this family, and in death, she would be a ghost of this family.

The old courtyard suddenly became lively.

The suona sounded strange, not as loud and high-pitched as usual. Instead, it was a little sad and melodious, with a hint of sadness.

The bride walked into the hall, but didn't see many people. She could vaguely see an elderly couple sitting in the middle of the hall, with a young man in a red robe standing to their right.

The room was filled with a fragrance she had never smelled before, faint and slightly sweet.

The bride was a little dazed. Her mother's words rang in her ears again before she left: "My dear daughter, be sensible when you get married. Be humble in everything and don't make things difficult for your parents."

My head was groggy and a strong sense of sleepiness came over me. How could I sleep at this time?
The bride struggled to stay standing.

Suddenly, a cold breeze blew from nowhere, extinguishing the already swaying red candles. The hall suddenly darkened, leaving only the faint glow of two large red lanterns on the doorposts. No one relit the candles, and the suona music stopped. The room was filled with a deathly silence, eerie and terrifying.

The bride was a little nervous and shuddered. Her mother said that the groom was not in good health and wanted to have a happy wedding, so the wedding would be a little strange, but she didn't expect it to be so strange.

The bride was already covered by the red veil, and the light was so dim that it was pitch black in front of her eyes and she couldn't see anything clearly.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

The majestic voice sounded again, as if it had an irresistible force.

The bride's heart trembled. She had never seen this man from beginning to end, but he seemed to be always by her side.

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

"Couple greetings!"

"The ceremony is over, and the couple returns to the bridal chamber!"

The ceremony was over quickly, and the bride, led by her maid, walked into a festively decorated bridal chamber. Sitting upright on the bridal bed, the bride felt somewhat helpless, forcing herself to resist the strong urge to sleep.

Why hasn’t the groom come yet?
At the wedding, she didn't get to see her new groom's face. She'd heard he was very handsome, but she didn't know if it was true. She also didn't know if his illness had healed.
While daydreaming, I smelled that familiar fragrance again, even sweeter.

With a "squeak" sound, the door was pushed open.

The footsteps were so light that she couldn't hear them at all. Despite this, she still clearly felt that someone was sitting next to her. But why didn't he remove the red veil?
The bride waited for a long time and finally couldn't help it and slowly lifted the red veil herself.

Sure enough, the groom was sitting next to him.

He was wearing a bright red suit, a big red flower, and a groom's hat. But, his face...

The groom's face was paler than white paper, completely devoid of blood, swollen, and covered in black spots. This wasn't the face of a living person, it was clearly the face of a dead person!

Only then did the bride realize that behind the sweet fragrance lay an unbearable stench. It was not just an ordinary stench, but the smell of a rotting corpse.

The bride couldn't bear it any longer. The cold air rushed to her head, her scalp went numb, her eyes went dark, and she passed out.

……

Chen Xuan stared blankly at the fainted bride.

He could smell the stench of his own body.

It is rotting.

I never expected that the third heaven would be like this.

As soon as he came in and opened his eyes, he became an unconscious groom.

Outside the house, the cold wind kept hitting the door, making a whistling sound.

"How do we break this game?"

All the magic power in his body was imprisoned, and his body was sealed by a layer of dark yin energy, which slowly seeped into his skin.

Chen Xuan couldn't help but look down at the bride.

She is naturally beautiful, delicate and helpless, with a charming and pure appearance, which makes her particularly lovable.

What a pity, it would be better if it were human.

Chen Xuan sighed softly.

Heaven's eye!

The blue thunder lotus in the body finally responded and slowly bloomed.

A trace of thunder power merged into the green sacred tree, and the flowing magic power gradually dissolved the yin energy on the surface of the body.

The phantom eye between the eyebrows looked at the bride again.

She is not an innocent young lady at all, she is clearly a female ghost!
Pink Skeleton!

Chen Xuan knew that this bride, though seemingly weak and helpless, was actually very accomplished in her cultivation and had great magical powers. She could turn a tree into a courtyard and transform the virtual into the real, with unpredictable changes.

According to his understanding, he is at least in the middle stage of foundation building.

It was definitely something that a cultivator like him who had reached the perfection of Qi training could not resist.

The reason why he is in this state now is most likely caused by this ghost bride.

How could such a powerful ghost cultivator appear in the third level of the fantasy world?

Chen Xuan seriously suspected that the spiritual mirror world had given him special treatment.

With such difficulty, it is impossible for ordinary cultivators to pass it!

Like this scene now.

It won't be long before the ghost bride consummates her marriage with him, and he will lose all his essence and blood and turn into bones.

Chen Xuan sighed softly.

The magic power in the body is constantly flowing, dissipating the heavy negative energy in the body.

"Hey, my husband turns out to be quite capable!"

The bride slowly got up from the ground, looking at Chen Xuan with a flower-like smile, a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"Don't be afraid, my lady. My husband just caught a cold and will be well soon."

Chen Xuan said gently, despite his conscience.

If you can delay it for a while, it will be a while.

There is still a glimmer of hope in my heart.

I hope this ghost lady won't be too impatient and let him recover so she can find a chance to escape.

As for slaying demons and eliminating evil...

For a Qi-cultivating cultivator like him, it was a great fortune for him to escape with his life against a ghost cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building!
(End of this chapter)