Mang Shusheng's Ink Painting Practice

Chapter 159 Old Yin Immortal Meat
There are many ghosts in the underworld. Those who belong to the underworld can be said to be organized. The powerful ones can be ghost generals, ghost commanders, ghost gods, or even ghost emperors.

However, most of the ghosts that are not under the jurisdiction of the underworld are contaminated by the resentful and hateful aura from hell and become evil spirits. Therefore, the powerful evil spirits are called "evil ghost generals" or "evil ghost commanders".

And now Zhao Yifu encountered such a fierce ghost general...

He suddenly realized something. The wandering ghosts gathered around him were all ghosts who died unjustly and were filled with resentment and hatred.

If the situation the night before was not too bad, the remaining spirits would be sent directly to the underworld through the City God, and then the resentment could naturally be resolved and rebirth could be achieved.

But this time he was "smuggling", and the channel was not opened in the right place, so he might really get into trouble.

Even the ghosts in the underworld may not have it easy.

Zhao Yifu looked at the ghost messenger who had just tried to stop him and couldn't help but thank him sincerely: "Thank you for stopping me. I almost caused a disaster."

The Soul Catcher said unhappily, "It's already late. Let's first find a way to solve this big problem... This is a powerful ghost general. It's definitely not something a mere ghost messenger like me can handle."

Zhao Yifu heard this and said, "Of course, this is the opponent I brought here, so I will deal with him personally."

As he finished speaking, he had already arrived in front of the Netherworld Passage.

He already held the killing knife in his hand.

He had no hope of getting away with such a fierce ghost.

He had long ago stopped maintaining the Netherworld Passage, but the passage was still maintained, only the source of maintenance had changed from him to another existence.

And that existence now seems to be trying to crawl out...

Zhao Yifu asked, "Does a ghost of this level have any disadvantages?"

The soul-catcher said blankly, "No..."

Zhao Yifu asked again: "Then do you know what kind of power can hurt it?"

The Soul Catcher said, "Just fight normally, right?"

Zhao Yifu: "..."

He looked at the soul-catcher who knew nothing in silence. What did he mean by "it's ok to fight normally"?

At this moment, a thick arm with peeled skin and pus suddenly stretched out from the Netherworld Passage, and the Netherworld Passage, which was originally only one meter in diameter, was suddenly filled up.

Then the arm clenched its fist and twisted continuously, as if trying to further expand the passage...

Zhao Yifu looked at the scene and felt a little disgusted for a moment.

"You said, just fight normally, right?"

As he finished speaking, the true energy in his body had already flowed through the Yin meridians, turning from pure Yang to pure Yin, and then poured into the killing knife.

This killing knife itself is made from the flesh, bones and blood of eighty evil monks. It can be said that it has gathered all the karma and resentment of these evil monks. It is one of the most vicious knives in the world.

At this moment, under the infusion of Zhao Yifu's true energy transformed into pure yin, the blade had already revealed a cold edge.

Then he waved his hand...

The next moment, the cold blade energy from the killing knife shot out and cut into the arm.

At this moment, Zhao Yifu only felt a sense of obstruction on the blade in his hand.

He was not disappointed by this, but instead felt more confident.

It was indeed a full-strength attack from him, but the blade only cut halfway into the arm and could not move forward.

It's not that this arm is extremely hard, but that there is also a strong yin energy gathered in it, which offsets and blocks his blade.

"Ah~ It hurts so much, it hurts so much... Who is it, who dares to hurt me!"

A muffled roar came from the cave.

But even so, it still didn't want to retract its arm, and looked like it really wanted to come to the world.

The soul-collecting messenger said anxiously, "My lord, why don't you ask Miao Dao Tianzun or Fu Mo Dadi to come? This ghost general-level evil spirit is really not something that ghost messengers and mortals like me can deal with."

Zhao Yifu said, "Didn't you say that we can just fight normally?"

"And I see you're right!"

Without turning his head, he stared straight at the arm, as if he had found a way to win.

Of course there is a way to do this. After all, it's not like he's encountered an existence whose defense cannot be broken... If he can break the defense, then of course he can kill the opponent.

Therefore...

He drew his knife again.

This time, compared to the sword energy he released before, he concentrated all his strength on the blade.

It was also a full-strength sword strike, but this time the lethality was completely different from the previous one.

Even though he encountered obstacles again when cutting in, this time he chopped off a large piece of flesh from the opponent's arm with one stroke.

It was at this moment that Zhao Yifu felt that the killing knife in his hand seemed to be heavier.

He remembered the Xieyue Sect's classics he had read before, and knew that such demonic soldiers forged through blood sacrifice generally had a characteristic, which was that they could become stronger with killing.

Because of the Xieyue Sect's weapon-refining characteristics, it is equivalent to solidifying a blood sacrifice ritual for the demon soldiers.

As long as you keep killing, you can keep absorbing resentment and hatred, thereby constantly strengthening the demon soldiers.

This thing was obviously not compatible with Zhao Yifu's personality, so he always regarded the Killing Knife as a temporary gadget and never considered it as a companion that he would use for a long time.

However, at this time he unexpectedly discovered that as long as you change your way of thinking about something, it can often have unexpected results.

This evil ghost's body is full of resentment and hatred, and even resentment and hatred are the foundation of the evil ghost's power.

Although evil spirits also use Yin energy as their basic power, Yin energy is a power that is easily affected by consciousness. It will become extremely terrifying when it is filled with extreme resentment and hatred.

Then this sword that can absorb resentment seems to have become a special attack against evil spirits...

The flesh he cut off with this knife was not just the flesh of the evil ghost, but also the resentment in the evil ghost's body!

In this way, it is equivalent to causing real damage to the evil spirit.

So even if you just cut off a piece of meat, it will weaken this ghost general-level evil spirit.

If it is like this with one knife, then what about every knife?
Zhao Yifu quickly thrust out the blade and cut off the flesh from the arm piece by piece.

His knife was fast and heavy, and it cut the huge ghost hand so hard that it trembled violently. There were also continuous howling sounds coming from the other end.

Just three breaths of time...

The huge ghost hand that stretched out from the Netherworld passage was cut into a bone hand with flesh and blood stuck together.

The meat on the ghost's hand had piled up into a small hill nearby. For a moment, the fishy, ​​smelly, rancid and strange smell enveloped the entire yard. It was a smell that was indescribable to mortals. It felt like one would "die" after smelling it.

The cats in the yard looked like they were about to die, with their mouths wide open and retching and burping.

On the other hand, the soul-catcher seemed to be enjoying it very much, his mouth was even drooling, as if he wanted to pounce on the pile of meat and tear it apart.

Looking again, the bony hand that was being sliced ​​and minced meat had been hastily pulled away with a sharp scream.

As the bony hand withdrew, the Netherworld Passage also closed. Zhao Yifu had been holding his breath and exploding, but now that he was relieved, the pungent stench made him dizzy and nauseous.

"Ugh~"

He dry heaved, luckily he hadn't eaten anything recently.

He hurriedly continued to hold his breath, and then said speechlessly: "These things need to be cleaned up... Let's work together and dig a hole here to bury them."

The cats, Dahei, and Xiong San in the yard are all ready to start digging holes.

This pile of fishy, ​​smelly, pungent and strange meat is really smelly.

However, at this moment, the soul-catcher struggled for a moment, then suddenly realized something and said seriously, "Sir, please wait!"

Zhao Yifu raised his hand to stop the animals in the yard from digging holes.

The Soul Catcher said, "My Lord, it would be a waste of this flesh if we just buried it like this."

Zhao Yifu immediately asked with a look of inquiry, "Ask for advice?"

The soul-collecting messenger clasped his fists towards Zhao Yifu before saying, "The immortal's magical powers are so profound that these pieces of flesh cut from that evil spirit are not stained with a trace of resentment or hatred. Only pure Yin energy remains within them."

"This kind of meat actually has a name in the underworld: 'Old Yin Immortal Meat'... The taste, the strength... Slurp~"

He even took a sip of saliva.

When Zhao Yifu heard this, he quickly waved his hands in disgust and said, "Since you like them, take them all."

However, the ghost said, "No, no, no, if the Immortal is willing to give me a bite of meat, it's already very good. This 'Old Yin Immortal Meat' is extremely valuable in the underworld and is a treasure that all the ghosts in the underworld are eager to obtain. I haven't done anything wrong, so just having a bite of meat is already very good."

Zhao Yifu hadn't reacted before, but now after listening to what the soul-catcher said, he realized the key point... This stinking meat that he cut from the evil spirits seems to be hard currency in the underworld?

He understood, and then took out two pieces of spiritual paper, and then used the Five Elements Sealing Technique to seal the "Old Yin Immortal Meat" equally in the spiritual paper.

He handed the ghost a piece of paper and said, "Here, I see this meat will quickly rot and become contaminated if exposed to the air, so I sealed it up."

"You deserve this."

The Soul Catcher suppressed the desire in his heart and shook his head to refuse: "No, I didn't do anything, this shouldn't be mine."

Zhao Yifu said, "You have done me a favor."

"If you hadn't stopped me in time, I'm afraid that opening this passage to the underworld tonight would have only benefited this evil spirit. This would have become my karma, and it would have kept me awake and restless."

"Besides, if you hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have known this meat was so valuable."

The Soul Catcher still refused to accept it.

Zhao Yifu sighed upon seeing this and said, "Soul-Catcher, I understand what you mean."

"Never mind, you did me a favor after all, I'll remember this favor."

"If you need anything in the future, you can always come to me and I will do my best to help you once."

Upon hearing this, the soul-catcher immediately knelt down to express his gratitude, and then felt that he had made a good deal. He chatted with Zhao Yi Fu for a few more words and then left happily on the pretext that he had to go back to report on his work.

Zhao Yifu curled his lips as he watched the soul-catcher leaving, not happy.

At this time, Wu Zhong had appeared beside him without knowing when. He asked in confusion, "Master, this is a good thing. Why are you not happy?"

Zhao Yifu said: "Compared to these stinky meats, I care more about cause and effect."

"When I owe someone a favor, I owe them karma. It's always uncomfortable to have an extra worry in my heart."

"I thought the messenger was quite clever, and we had formed some friendship... but unfortunately, in the end, we can only be superficial friends who need some attention."

To be honest, it’s not that the ghost messenger was wrong to do so, it’s just that Zhao Yifu’s personality is like that.

Considering Zhao Yifu's character, if the ghost messenger declined twice and then accepted his kindness, then although he would have done the favor on the surface, but in reality, would he really refuse if the ghost messenger came to him for help?

Both parties give and take without putting pressure on each other. This is the meaning of "the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water", and it can also gain a relationship without any mixed interests.

Zhao Yifu shook his head.

I looked at the sky and thought it was still early. Suddenly, the Netherworld Passage opened again...

All the small animals in the yard were startled and looked at Zhao Yi Fu in great surprise, not understanding what he was trying to do.

Zhao Yifu looked at the Netherworld Passage with some anticipation, as if expecting something to come...

As for those wandering ghosts who want to get close?
As soon as Zhao Yifu swept over with his power, those little devils all hid far away.

He looked at the Netherworld Tunnel expectantly. After a while, a little ghost suddenly poked its head out from the other end of the tunnel...

Zhao Yi Fu raised the blade in his hand, and the little ghost was picked out from the Netherworld Passage.

He looked at the little devil speechlessly and muttered, "It's so small, I can't get much meat out of it."

The little animals then understood what Zhao Yifu wanted to do.

This is to summon another evil ghost to cut the meat!

My goodness, this is so brutal.

They are not human, but this person is a real dog!

"Wangwu!"

Dahei shouted, as if expressing his opinion on the matter.

Zhao Yifu glanced at Dahei, and immediately scared the dog so much that it hid behind Wu Zhong with its tail between its legs.

Then he slashed at the trembling little ghost with his knife.

The blade slashed across the little ghost's body, and Zhao Yifu felt a surge of resentment and hatred on the blade.

And then look at that little devil?
The little ghost looked at his body in astonishment, and saw his body turned into pure yin particles floating in the air.

Then the little ghost's distorted face returned to calmness. He looked at Zhao Yi Fu with gratitude and admiration, then looked up at the sky and turned into an indescribable glimmer of light and disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Yifu was confused. What was going on?

What about the little devil?

He chopped up the little ghost, how come even the corpse disappeared?
Seeing this, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. He should have kept the soul-catcher and asked him more questions.

Fortunately, there were many people around him who could answer his questions, so he didn't even need to bother the two big guys. Hua Da Niu took the initiative to answer, "My Lord, this ghost has just been purified of its resentment by you, and it can be reborn."

"My Lord's killing sword is actually the 'Sword of Rebirth'!"

Zhao Yi Fu felt that this world was very magical. The knife in his hand was obviously a magic knife, but this magic knife absorbed resentment and hatred to strengthen itself, thus making it possible for resentful souls to be reborn.

Of course, the magic sword is still a magic sword after all, and its side effects are also very obvious. That is, the increasingly dense aura of resentment and hatred on it will challenge the nerves of the holder like a saw.

Well, Zhao Yifu naturally has an advantage over others in this respect... because he doesn't have to worry about developing inner demons because of this!
Others who hold the magic sword have to face the dual challenges of the resentment and pressure from the magic sword and their own inner demons, but he only needs to withstand the pressure of the magic sword.

It has to be said that Zhao Yifu felt that in some ways, Moro still loved him.

(End of this chapter)