Bodhisattva, please help me in my spiritual practice!

Ao Peng's words immediately left Qing Gui speechless.

Having been a mountain spirit for a long time, he was quite proficient in the ways of the spirits.

The saying goes that when a person dies, they become a ghost. Generally, the seven souls hidden in the body gradually dissipate, and then the heavenly soul returns to heaven and the earthly soul returns to earth. If there is an ancestral temple, a part of the human soul and the earthly soul will merge and return to the ancestral temple.

Normally, only the earth soul carrying karma from past lives returns to the underworld for judgment. However, in special circumstances, such as dying unjustly or being deeply moved by love, the seven spirits within a person's body will not dissipate. Forcibly retaining the heavenly and earthly souls at this time creates wandering ghosts that linger in this world.

However, these wandering ghosts, without any cultivation methods, such as finding a place with abundant earth energy to absorb the earth's energy to nourish their souls, can only devour the essence, energy, and spirit of all living beings, with the essence, energy, and spirit of humans being the best tonic.

Therefore, most of the wandering ghosts in the world are evil spirits, because they want to stay in the world. Without auspicious places to nourish them, they can only devour the flesh and blood of others.

Those wandering ghosts nourished by auspicious feng shui sites are usually associated with the character "仙" (xian, meaning immortal) and are revered by the world as a type of ghost immortal.

When ordinary people die, their souls don't even reunite, so Qing Gui is naturally not afraid. But at this moment, Ao Peng is making a solemn vow, and Qing Gui can tell from looking into his eyes that this is a truly ruthless person.

If he really swallowed the other party, the other party's soul would definitely not dissipate. If it really clung to his throat and tormented him every day, it would be a real problem. He could still tell the difference between a full meal and a full meal every day.

The green ghost, holding Ao Peng, dared not swallow. The red ghost beside him seized the opportunity to interrupt, "Brother Qingchi, this young man in front of you is also a remarkable person. Why don't you put him down first?"

With the red ghost offering a way out, Qingchi reluctantly put Ao Peng down. He then revealed his sickle-like hooked tongue and was about to lick the people gathered around the fire. The red ghost was displeased, but did not stop him. They were a group of mountain ghosts who had gathered together and occupied the temple as their nest. He and Qingchi were of similar strength, and he had a group of ghosts under his command waiting for blood to feed. He couldn't feed his people enough, and even if he wanted to stop them, he would only be devoured alive by his followers.

However, just as the green demon's long tongue was about to touch the crowd, a string of copper coins outside the circle where the crowd was sitting emitted five-colored rays of light, piercing the green demon's tongue like needles. The green demon felt pain and quickly withdrew its tongue.

He immediately realized that the little devil beside him was causing trouble, and he wanted to chop Ao Peng to pieces. "I won't eat you, I'll kill you and see what you do then!" But just as he raised his hand to form an axe, Ao Peng calmly said, "What's so delicious about human flesh? You've been a wandering ghost for too long, you've never even tasted anything truly good!"

Red Ghost seized the opportunity, reaching out to stop Green Ghost's arm, and asked Ao Peng, "Young brother, is there anything more delicious than human flesh? If not, don't blame us brothers for not agreeing."

After the red ghost finished speaking, dozens of ghosts and demons stirred in the surrounding shadows. There were hanged ghosts dragging white ribbons, surviving ghosts dripping wet, yakshas with supernatural powers, and fox spirits from the mountains...

Ao Peng pointed to the painting of immortals enjoying themselves in front of him and said with a smile, "It's fate that we meet today. The immortals in heaven are having a grand banquet. How about I use this painting to pick some peaches from heaven for you all to taste?"

Although the wandering ghosts in these temples were not very cultured, they had heard of the great fame of the peaches of immortality.

The green ghost was slightly taken aback, then burst into laughter, "You little beggar, you don't even think before you start bragging! How could you possibly steal the Queen Mother of the West's peaches?"

Ao Peng said confidently, "In Aolai Kingdom, there was a monkey who, after only ten years of cultivating the art of transformation, could ascend to heaven and descend to the earth, and was known as the Great Sage Equal to Heaven. A few years ago, he stole the Golden Peaches of Immortality. He didn't eat the small peaches, so they fell into the peach orchard. Even the immortals didn't hesitate to eat the peaches that had fallen to the ground. My painting has already reached the level of the divine, so how could I not be able to pick up these peaches that have fallen to the ground? Although these peaches are small, they ripen once every three thousand years. Eating them can relieve the suffering of all living beings, and it is not impossible to ascend to immortality."

Everyone in the Three Realms and Nine Schools knows about Sun Wukong's havoc in the Heavenly Palace. The Green Ghost was slightly taken aback when he heard this, thinking that what the kid said seemed to make some sense.

"Why didn't you eat earlier, but waited until now?"

A fox demon asked slyly from among the ghosts.

Ao Peng, with a look of disbelief, continued, "When Sun Wukong wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace, the Jade Emperor invited the Western Buddha to subdue the demon. As the saying goes, one day in Heaven is equivalent to one year on Earth. Right now, they are holding the Heavenly Peace Ceremony in Heaven, and the dancing and music are in full swing. Otherwise, given the usual strictness of the Heavenly Palace, how could I dare to easily pick up the fallen peaches on the ground?"

Having said that, Ao Peng pointed to the painting of a banquet of immortals. On the left, the famous Three Star Gods of Fortune, Prosperity, and Longevity were raising their cups in a feast, but their direction was directly towards Ao Peng. "When I was fleeing from disaster, I received guidance from the Three Star Gods, so I came to this temple to paint. Now is the perfect time to go to heaven to eat peaches. These three old men are inviting me to eat peaches of immortality!"

The ghosts looked at the mural at that moment and suddenly realized something was wrong.

Because this painting is just so good!

At this moment, a beam of moonlight shone through the hole in the temple, transforming into a rainbow bridge that illuminated the three gods of fortune, prosperity, and longevity. The three gods smiled kindly and were incredibly lifelike, as if they were about to step out of the mural and invite Ao Peng to a banquet in heaven. Upon seeing their eyes and expressions, some of the ghosts, even the most timid ones, knelt on the ground.

The boatman was also filled with doubt and uncertainty. Could this person really be a master of painting, enlightened by the Three Stars?

Ignoring the others, Ao Peng continued to sketch with charcoal next to the mural. Before long, a lifelike peach orchard appeared. However, there were few fruits on the peach trees, and only a few unripe peaches were visible in the clouds under the peach trees.

Even if this peach is unripe, it's still a divine peach!

The ghosts were drooling, fantasizing about eating the immortal peaches and ascending to heaven. Just then, the alluring aroma of the peaches truly emanated from the brushstrokes. "So fragrant, so incredibly fragrant!"

None of the ghosts had ever tasted immortal peaches, but since someone could actually depict the fragrance of immortal peaches through a mural, they immediately believed it to some extent. "Good brother, I misunderstood you."

Qingshao hurriedly apologized to Ao Peng. In fact, after Ao Peng spoke so confidently about Samsung and saw the lifelike mural of Samsung, he was already certain that Ao Peng had a great background. Otherwise, how could this sallow-faced and thin boy have such knowledge and supernatural abilities?

Ao Peng said nonchalantly, "Ignorance is no excuse. I'll draw a ladder to heaven. Those of you who want peaches, follow me."

After saying that, Ao Peng drew a ladder to heaven with a charcoal pencil.

Unbound by physical bodies, the ordinary ghosts, driven by their emotions and nature, were completely drawn in by the scent of peaches. Once the ladder to heaven was drawn, they leaped into the painting one by one. The blue ghost hesitated, but seeing the ghosts in the painting already feasting on peaches, their mouths filled with the fragrance of peaches, he knew that if he hesitated any longer, there would be no peaches left to eat. So he hurriedly leaped into the painting as well.

After the ghosts leaped into it, Ao Peng leisurely wiped away the ladder to heaven.