The Demonic Taoist Priest Emerges from the Mountain

"what!"

A piercing scream suddenly burst from the mouth of the monk Shanjie.

As the black flames in my hand surged, the five copper coins in my hand also became warm from the heat.

Ghosts and monsters are of the yin nature, and even the slightest warmth can cause them immense suffering.

The monk Shanjie's face was contorted at this moment.

But I felt no pity whatsoever.

He killed my father and used the lives of so many innocent people to perform an evil spell called the "Thousand Soul Sacrifice".

Even in death, he would ensure that the spirits of the dead on Changsong Mountain would not find peace.

Something like this deserves to be utterly destroyed!

My eyes were bloodshot, and the more I activated my ghostly energy, the stronger the black flames on my hands became.

The ghostly form of the monk Shanjie began to shift between reality and illusion.

He screamed in agony.

"You can't do this to me! If I die, the Yin Formation will dissipate, and all the spirits outside will be buried with me. You'll be punished by heaven!"

When I heard this, my eyes grew even colder.

That damned bald monk is truly ruthless. When he was alive, he used the villagers of Liuweng Village to cover for him, and even after he died, he still tried to coerce the spirits of the dead on Changsong Mountain.

Do you think I can't do anything to you?

I spoke in a cold voice.

I was indeed angered by the monk Shanjie.

Following the method recorded in the "Book of Demon Slaying," I instantly transferred my ghostly energy onto the body of the monk Shanjie, and then withdrew.

The five copper coins in my hand were controlled by the ghostly energy and were firmly imprinted on the forehead of the monk Shanjie.

At the same time, the black flames formed from the ghostly energy ignited directly on the body of the monk Shanjie.

The monk Shanjie screamed in agony as he was burned.

I glanced back at Ning Jinrou.

At this moment, Ning Jinrou was already shocked by my methods.

Although she knew that I had inherited Qin Sanye's Ghost-Slaying Path.

However, Master Qin never used any of the Ghost-Slaying Techniques in front of Ning Jinrou.

Seeing me demonstrate, Ning Jinrou was filled with curiosity.

"How did you do that?"

Seeing that I had let go, and that the ghostly energy was still tormenting Monk Shanjie, Ning Jinrou asked curiously.

She just used the [Thunder Talisman], but all the damage from the [Thunder Talisman] was absorbed by the undead outside.

And I, using ghost energy, was actually able to directly injure the ghost body of the monk Shanjie.

And the spirits outside were not affected in any way.

This made Ning Jinrou feel somewhat unbalanced.

I looked at the monk Shanjie, who was in great pain.

I stretched out my hand, and a ball of black flame condensed in my palm.

"It's actually very simple. Your [Thunder Talisman] is pure Yang energy, while my Ghost Qi is extremely Yin power."

Hearing me say that, Ning Jinrou frowned even more deeply.

"Extreme Yin Power?"

She clearly didn't understand.

I nodded.

According to the records in the "Book of Demon Slaughter".

Ghost Qi is different from Dao Qi. Ghost Qi is generated by transforming malevolent energy and is itself an extremely Yin power.

Ordinary sorcerers cultivate Dao Qi by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, thereby generating the ultimate Yang Qi.

The power that can harm demons and monsters in this world is not limited to the purest yang energy.

Extreme yin energy can also harm demons and ghosts.

The power within many ghosts and spirits is the yin energy.

For example, the well-known Black and White Impermanence, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, or Zhong Kui.

The energy circulating within these Yin spirits is ghost energy.

Sometimes, ghost energy is even more effective than Taoist energy.

Just like now, the monk Shanjie is using an array to redirect the harm to those undead.

Ning Jinrou used the supreme Yang Dao Qi to activate the [Thunder Talisman], and all its power was righteous Yang Qi.

These will be transferred by the monk Shanjie's formation.

What I used was ghost energy, which is inherently a cold and yin power.

These forces, when they fall upon the monk Shanjie, will only cause harm to him personally.

The principle is simple: those of the same kind kill each other, and those of different kinds transfer to other groups.

The Yin Formation naturally identifies the ghostly energy as malevolent energy, so it cannot distinguish it at all and therefore cannot transfer it.

I also made use of the Five Emperors Coins.

The Five Emperor Coins were enveloped by my ghostly energy, which isolated them from the power of ultimate yang.

However, this does not mean that the Five Emperors Coins are useless.

On the contrary, when enveloped by ghostly energy, the power of the Five Emperors Coins becomes even stronger.

You can think of it this way: if a piece of ice is wrapped in a cotton blanket, it will not only not melt, but will become even colder.

The principle behind my use of ghost energy to envelop the Five Emperors Coins is this.

This not only effectively isolates the transfer of power, but also disperses all the yang energy, allowing it to exert its influence for a longer period.

I don't want Monk Shanjie to die so easily; I want him to suffer endless torment.

After hearing my explanation, Ning Jinrou finally understood.

"No wonder the old man said that the Path of Slaughtering Ghosts is not something that ordinary people can cultivate."

"After hearing what you said, I roughly understand. Practicing this thing for too long might lead to qi deviation and demonic possession."

"If one day you come to this point, I will definitely kill you with my own hands, otherwise it would be too terrible."

Ning Jinrou looked at me and said seriously.

I smiled.

No one can predict the future.

The most important thing right now is to deal with the undead outside.

As long as these things remain here, the monk Shanjie cannot easily be destroyed.

"Your second senior brother is really slow."

I complained.

Unexpectedly, these words reached the ears of the person in question.

"Too slow? Do it yourself?"

Unbeknownst to them, Yan Jingxia suddenly appeared in the main hall.

He was sitting on a crossbeam, looking down at Ning Jinrou and me.

"Wow, when did you get here?"

I was startled and asked.

"Not long after."

Yan Jingxia leaped down from the crossbeam and landed steadily in front of me and Ning Jinrou.

He clapped his hands and looked me up and down.

"Not bad, you've gotten the basics."

He said with satisfaction, then looked at the monk Shanjie who was still making ghostly noises.

At this moment, the monk Shanjie was extremely miserable.

The Five Emperor Coins continuously burned his consciousness, while the ghostly energy burned his ghostly body.

His ghostly form was flickering, almost on the verge of collapse.

Yan Jingxia squinted.

"You've got some nerve, kid!"

Yan Jingxia's lips twitched twice.

My method is more torturous than going to the eighteenth level of hell.

"But that bald monk is right. His soul has been scattered, and all the spirits outside are dead. You should hold back and kill him again later."

Yan Jingxia said.

I scratched the back of my head.

Yan Jingxia is definitely more experienced than I am.

So I followed his advice, reached out my hand, and dispersed most of the ghostly energy.

Only a small strand remained, encasing the Five Emperors Coins, continuing to torment the monk Shanjie.

After I finished doing all that, Yan Jingxia took out a bell from her canvas bag.

As the bell rang, the undead froze in place.

"By the Supreme Lord's decree, your lonely soul is liberated from suffering and reborn as a human. Follow me and hear me recite scriptures."

Yan Jingxia muttered something to herself, then strode towards the outside of the temple.

As he walked out of the temple, the spirits actually lined up one by one and followed him away with blank expressions.

I glanced at the still howling monk Shanjie, a cold smile playing on my lips. I activated the ghostly energy within me and grabbed him in an instant.

Doesn't this bald monk like the feeling of being in control of the situation?

Today I'm going to show him how we can completely thwart his carefully laid plan!