Martial arts of the heavens, I am unstoppable since I was born

Chapter 282: Zhang Kuang: Stay by my side and be a vase (asking for monthly tickets)
"I want Xiaochi."

Zhang Kuang's light and airy words sounded like a thousand pounds to Bi Yao's ears, causing her to reject him without hesitation.

"no!"

But after a firm refusal, Biyao's tone softened again, and her delicate face was filled with pitiful pleading: "I can agree to anything else, but only, only this one thing I can't agree to."

Zhang Kuang looked at Bi Yao's bright eyes and suddenly burst out laughing. He said, "It was just a joke. Look how scared I am of you."

After saying this, he continued walking forward calmly.

Bi Yao's heart sank to the bottom - if Zhang Kuang was really joking, he would never stop until he broke her defenses!
Joke, joke, it means playing wildly and laughing wildly!

Zhang Kuang doesn't care at all about how others feel.

But his current performance is more like giving people hope, making people feel that there is a little possibility of climbing out of the abyss, and then at the last moment he personally destroys this pitiful and almost negligible possibility.

Bi Yao shuddered suddenly, and looking at Zhang Kuang's back which was getting farther and farther away, she could only quickly catch up with him, deceiving herself in a self-deceiving way.

And the other side.

A huge demonic aura passed through the half-abandoned hall of Lanruo Temple, instantly startling Yan Chixia, who was already as tense as a frightened bird.

"who!"

Yan Chixia shouted sharply. After noticing that the evil spirit not only did not stop at all, but continued to escape into the distance, he immediately reacted:
"Oh no! The monster is trying to escape!"

I chased after him without any hesitation.

Ning Caichen, who was hugging Yan Chixia's thigh, quickly stopped him and said, "Master, please don't be impulsive!"

"Even if there is a demon, that skilled person has already taken action, so I don't think the demon will be able to escape. If the Taoist priest takes action now and the demon thinks that he is trying to steal the credit, wouldn't that be very bad?"

Ning Caichen knew very well that it was impossible for a weak scholar like himself to survive the battle between demons and villains. Therefore, clinging to Yan Chixia, a Taoist priest with a kind heart despite his evil deeds and bad appearance, was his most likely choice to survive.

Why would Yan Chixia care about this?
He immediately kicked Ning Caichen away, glared at him and said, "Yan Chixia has always been aboveboard. How can you say he's trying to steal the credit?"

"That monster fled extremely quickly, but the master didn't take action. He must have been distracted by other matters. I will stop the monster so that the master can achieve his goal without letting any monster go unpunished and causing harm to the world again."

Yan Chixia left after he finished speaking, without giving Ning Caichen a chance to speak again.

Ning Caichen watched Yan Chixia walk away without even looking back. Even though the surroundings were as bright as day and the flames were burning like a scorching summer day, he felt frozen to the core, as if a basin of cold water was poured over his body, making him curl up in fear in the corner.

The degeneration of this world is irreversible. Once someone has evil thoughts in his heart, he will slide downhill towards the abyss. All kinds of evil thoughts and negative emotions will come one after another until the person is completely dragged into the abyss, and there will be no light anymore.

Ning Caichen had been cowardly before, and now that he couldn't persuade Yan Chixia, he was even more frightened - he was afraid of monsters, and even more afraid of arrogance!
All kinds of evil thoughts were floating in his mind, making him blame everyone and everything, and it seemed as if a layer of black air was floating around his body.

Ning Caichen is about to turn evil.

……

……

Just as Yan Chixia was trying to catch up with the tree demon, Zhang Kuang and Bi Yao had already arrived at the place where the tree demon had been. They saw a bottomless pit, the dark hole emitting a cold air. There were still some tree roots in the soil, as well as many jars that were pulled out by the roots when they pulled out the soil.

These jars are of different shapes and sizes, but they all have one thing in common, that is, there is red paper pasted on the jars, and the red paper has people's names and birth dates written on it.

The jar buried in the ground looked worn and dirty, but the red paper looked brand new, and the words on it even exuded the fragrance of ink, as if they had just been written.

This is the tree demon grandma’s technique to control ghosts!

Zhang Kuang's eyes swept across the numerous urns, and a clear sound came out of his nose. The sound of the Soul-Falling Bell immediately echoed endlessly in the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, forcing out many female ghosts hiding in the urns.

The female ghosts all have form but no form. After leaving the urn, they have nowhere to rely on. They float three feet above the urn, hanging in the air, crying and begging for mercy to Zhang Kuang.

Zhang's arrogant eyes swept across the beautiful female ghosts and fell on a female ghost dressed in white with flowing hair.

Maybe it was because of the filter, Xiaoqian in Zhang Kuang's eyes was not as pretentious as other female ghosts. She just fell in mid-air, letting the wind blow her ink-black hair. The messy hair folded back on her face, revealing a pair of sad eyes. Although there were no tears in her eyes, nor was there any sad and begging look, she gave people a heartbreaking sadness that made people feel sympathetic.

Zhang Kuang waved his hand and many female ghosts fell to the side along with the urns. Then he was seen landing in front of Nie Xiaoqian.

Because Nie Xiaoqian was floating in the air, even though she was lying down, she could still see Zhang Kuang's face when she looked up. Although her eyes were bright, they were without any emotion.

"Do you have any method to practice ghost cultivation?" Bi Yao asked anxiously.

Nie Xiaoqian shook her head in confusion and asked, "We have no support, just wandering ghosts. How can we still cultivate like ordinary people?"

Biyao's heart sank.

Zhang Kuang asked, "How can you, who are as light as a feather, float in the wind, have no physical body, can hide from others, and can even pass through physical objects, practice cultivation?"

Nie Xiaoqian became increasingly confused. "Ghosts like us have no form, just like smoke and dust. Isn't it instinctive for us to do these things? How can we talk about cultivation?"

Bi Yao's face turned pale. She lost hope but also breathed a sigh of relief. Then she stole a glance at Zhang Kuang, wanting to see his reaction.

But Zhang Kuang just nodded, without any sign of surprise or disappointment.

"That makes sense."

Zhang Kuang asked with a smile, "You can still enter reincarnation, right?"

Hearing Zhang Kuang's words, Xiao Qian's eyes, as bright as water waves, suddenly showed some hope. Ripples appeared in the Rat Lake like a pebble being thrown into it. She even raised her body involuntarily and pressed it against Zhang Kuang's thigh, her red lips and white teeth slightly parted:
"Of course I can. I wonder if Senior would be willing to let me wait for reincarnation?"

Zhang Kuang smiled and pinched Nie Xiaoqian's face. Even though the other party was an invisible ghost, he was now an extraordinary martial arts god, between the formless sky and the visible man, so he could naturally touch the other party at will.

"I look down on them, so I will naturally let them enter the underworld and be reborn, opening the gate of Yin and Yang for me."

"Then me?"

"You are so beautiful, just stay by my side and be a vase, or occasionally a spittoon."

(End of this chapter)