The world of Taoism

Chapter 255
"The ghost king came to the world, in the southwest direction." Qiu Hao said.

The so-called ghost king, as the name suggests, is the king of ghosts, who controls thousands of ghosts and lives by killing.

Ghosts generally do not have wisdom, and most ghosts are very murderous, regardless of whether they are of the same kind or humans in the underworld.

When gathered together they will kill each other and only survive in the end.

The last remaining one is very powerful because it has absorbed most of the ghost's power.

It can even control the life and death of other ghosts.

So this kind of person is called the ghost king.

The ghost king is usually in the underworld, or in a deep mountain forest.

Because of the excessive killing, there is no room for them in the world.

Whenever the ghost king comes to the world, it will bring a bloody storm to the world.

"Southwest? Could it be Linshan County?" Zhou Xuan suddenly remembered something.

It's in full swing over there.

The [-] troops of the governor of Zhennan have all moved there to deal with these barbarians.

It has been almost two months now, and there is still no winner.

If they fought head-on on the plains, these barbarians were nothing more than chickens and dogs, and they probably wouldn't be able to stop a round.

However, the terrain over there is dangerous and the jungle is densely covered with miasma. They don't have the conditions for a large army to march, and they usually fight in small groups.

These barbarians occupy the terrain in the deep mountains, and the army is not acclimatized, so neither side can do anything to the other.

Now the ghost king appeared again, heading towards the battlefield.

Who is it from?
Among the deep mountains.

The gray-green miasma floats among the mountains and forests, slowly wriggling like a living thing.

Miasma is the product of thousands of years of fermentation of animal and plant corpses in humid terrain, and it is highly toxic.

At this time, in the thick black mist, a group of men with dark skin, shirtless arms, hair tied into braids, and oil paint on their faces walked through the miasma.

They didn't take any protective measures, but the miasma couldn't hurt them.

Thousands of people lit up a bonfire, the largest bonfire, surrounded by a man who looked like a black tower.

The man is two meters tall, a section taller than the people around him, standing out from the crowd.

Several people were tied under the black tower man's feet. Judging from their skin color and appearance, they should be Han soldiers.

Barbarians are different from ordinary Han people.

Their noses are a little higher than those of Han people, and their chins protrude slightly, a bit like gorillas, with braids all over their heads.

People with high status will also be dotted with some gems to show their status.

The man stood up, grabbed the Han man's hair with one hand, and lifted it up.

"Amu!"

"Amurbu!"

Seeing the man's performance, the surrounding barbarians shouted loudly.

This man named Amurbu seems to be the king of this group of barbarians.

He grabbed the Han soldier's hair, took out a curved dagger, and cut open the main artery neatly.

Whoa!

Blood spurted out and sprayed directly on Amurbu's body.

Then he did the same thing and cut the throat of another person.

Amurbu turned into a blood man, dripping with blood, like a demon king coming out of blood.

"Amu! Amu!!!"

The surrounding clansmen became more and more fanatical.

The tattoos on the man's body suddenly glowed red, slowly absorbing the blood from his body.

At this time, a black meteor streaked across the sky, aiming at the man.

Boom!

The meteor hit Amurbu directly, and the flames flooded the sky.

The people around were overturned by the invisible air wave, and dozens of people died immediately.

But everyone has no time to take care of these, what they really care about is their leader Amu.

Out of the thick fire, a strong man covered in fire walked out.

Everyone was stunned.

Only gods can walk from the flames!
The crowd cheered wildly.

"Budo!!"

The fanatical atmosphere infected everyone. Even if Amu let them die now, he would probably commit suicide without hesitation.

Putu means the place where the sun rises.

In the legends of the barbarians, their ancestors returned from the place where the sun rose.

Amurbu just met this prophecy.

The sun represents flames, so Amurmu is their king, a person with the blood of a king.

"I am the descendant of flames, from now on, unify the entire tribe! Be crowned king!!"

Thousands of people cheered in unison.

There are hundreds of thousands of barbarians living in this generation, but their strength is scattered and they are divided into dozens of tribes.

At the beginning, the imperial court deliberately divided them into dozens of interest groups, so that they could not be united together.

Although this time the collective rebellion against the imperial court led by General Shen En was still in disarray.

Encountering a large army head-on is just a matter of being abused, and usually only fights guerrilla warfare.

If there is such a person who can earn dozens of tribes together, maybe there will be a lot.

Beyond the mountains, a series of tents were stationed.

There is a sand table in the largest tent in the middle.

A majestic middle-aged man in Mingguang armor stood in front of the sand table, surrounded by a row of soldiers.

This middle-aged man is the famous Zhennan Gong.

At this time, one of the soldiers suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the distance.

"What's wrong?" Lord Zhennan raised his head.

"The starlight is dim. I'm afraid something big will happen. The barbarians believe in ghosts and gods. Perhaps their gods have manifested themselves..." The general said the breath he had just sensed.

"What's General Shenen doing again?" Lord Zhennan frowned and thought.

General Shen En is the leader of this rebellion, and he is the most Han-like barbarian Zhennan has ever seen.

The barbarian rebellions in the past were nothing more than burning, killing and looting, and finally aroused public anger, and the rebellion was extinguished immediately.

This guy knows how to win people's hearts, and he is indeed a terrible opponent.

"I'm afraid it's not General Shenen this time. The threat may be greater than him."

There was a white-haired old man standing beside Duke Zhennan. If Zhou Xuan was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that he was the Immortal Wuxia, and he was also participating in the battle at this time.

Leaving aside everyone's decision, on the other side, Zhou Xuan had already packed up the things left by Hua Yangzi.

"Earth King Xuannv escapes her shell and faces the truth?" Zhou Xuan looked at a notebook and read softly.

"This is the inheritance of the cultivation of the True Immortal Temple. The imaginary dharma master strengthens himself, and when he cultivates to a high level, the soul will leave the body and form a new dharma master." Qiu Hao explained.

"This is a small way. If you cultivate to a high level, you may not be able to distinguish between the ultimate Dharma master and yourself."

"Xiangu is also a god who cultivates this kind of spirit?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"No, Xiangu is an evil god, she has already fallen into the evil spirit." Qiu Hao could tell at a glance.

Believers don't pay all at once, they all have something in exchange.

Believers and gods are actually a kind of trader. Believers give faith, and gods are responsible for sheltering believers.

The gods have Tianxian in their mouths, and once they say or do anything false, they are likely to be backlashed by faith.

This is also the difference between righteous gods and evil gods.

Righteous gods will not promise easily, such as eternal life after you believe in it, or something.

Of course, as for the believers themselves, if they believe in these instead of the promises of the gods, it is not a deceit, it can only be said to be a kind of edge ball.

But evil spirits are different.

They will promise a lot of crazy things, because they have no desire to pay back, and they are not afraid of the backlash of their beliefs.

So it is easy for evil gods to gather a large number of believers, but it is also very easy to be infected by demons.

"If you want to learn, after you learn the art of talismans, you can learn this book..."

Qiu Hao pointed to the book next to it, on which were written four large characters: Nine Heavens Golden Locks Serial Escape Secret Secret Art—Muwen Zongjue.
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(I went to the interview this afternoon and was delayed for a while. There are only two chapters today)

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