Chapter 236

"Fox Immortal is truly not revealing her true face, and my good sister's mouth is really tight enough. With such a relationship, she never revealed half a word."

Cheng Xinzhan sighed.

While speaking, he was also secretly increasing his precautions. Looking at this posture, who ambushes whom is really hard to say.

If Li Xiaohuai is killed, and these two people subdue themselves, then won't Mount Tianqiao also be surnamed Zhang?

Cheng Xinzhan is not stupid, it is impossible to still think that Xue Linglong is clean now.

Xue Linglong said coquettishly,

"My mouth has always been tight, but brother has repeatedly blamed me for talking too much. Sister just wants to bridge the gap for the future masters of the corpse and soul paths in Western Hunan. Did I do something wrong?"

Cheng Xinzhan laughed when he heard this, and bowed to Xue Linglong,

"Good good good, it is brother who blamed sister."

Subsequently, he looked at Hu Baozhuang again and said,

"Fox Immortal, let's not delay? Whether this big event can be accomplished depends on you."

Hu Baozhuang smiled and said,

"Definitely let Temple Master Dan get his wish."

After speaking, this fox pinched the Dharma formula, chanting in her mouth, and her whole body was dyed with mist, making people unable to see her tracks.

After the mist dissipated, the one sitting opposite Cheng Xinzhan was no longer that beautiful fox immortal, but only an old woman with a hunched body like an old ape, wearing an ochre-yellow hemp garment!

This old woman had a thin face, high cheekbones, a hooked nose, and wrinkles piled up on her face. Her eyelids were drooping, but that pair of eyeballs were terrifyingly bright. A head of gray hair was coiled into a round bun, and a polished wooden hairpin was inserted on it. The hairpin head was a crow's head, and the beak and eyeballs were painted with vermilion lacquer.

The old woman held a dark yellow bamboo crutch, with cloth strips tied to the top, and nine copper coins hanging under the cloth strips. The copper coins were very ancient, and I don't know what era or place they were from.

Detailed and flawless.

Cheng Xinzhan's Dharma eye flashed, but he couldn't see any flaws.

Whether it was appearance, movement, or aura, it was exactly the same as the Earth Temple master Tian Xiue in the mountain demon's memory!

Is this the ability of the Tianhu race?

"Fox Immortal's means are really wonderful!"

Cheng Xinzhan clapped his hands in praise.

Xue Linglong helped from the side, smiling and saying.

"Brother doesn't know, my sister's illusion is different from ordinary obstacle methods. It acts directly on the observer's memory and consciousness. As long as you have this person in your memory, then when you look at my sister, you will directly retrieve your own memory. The more you look, the more like it is, the more detailed, the longer you look, the more it matches your own memory!"

Hearing such a statement, Cheng Xinzhan's face showed a sudden realization and admiration.

At the same time, he also had some understanding in his heart. Ancestral Tian Shi slaying ghosts, practicing medicine, refining elixirs, writing books, and establishing sects, no matter from which aspect, were all models of the Daoist sect. The "Yang Bin Shi Du Gong Seal" of the Ancestral Tian Shi must have been a high-ranking treasure at the beginning.

And now it has become such an insidious device that tampers with soul memories. It is mostly attached by later generations with dirty means. Perhaps, this is the work of the Tianhu race who is good at confusing souls. Looking at it this way, it is not strange that the Tianhu lives in the treasure land of the Tian Shi seal sword.

"Two, if everything is ready, little sister can call people."

A hoarse old woman's voice came from Hu Baozhuang's mouth.

The two nodded. Xue Linglong took out a bell-like grass and wood fruit from her arms, with spiritual prohibitions densely engraved on it, and handed it to Hu Baozhuang.

This is the communication magic weapon of Mount Tianqiao.

Every sect has this kind of thing, and the general functions are the same. People of the same sect can use this to communicate over long distances.

Perhaps out of habit, these magic weapons also look similar. They are either snail-shaped or bell-shaped. The Three Pure Ones' is a jade bell.

This kind of thing is not easy to make, and the requirements for treasure materials and spiritual prohibitions are high. Small sects cannot afford it, and even in large sects, some low-realm disciples are not equipped with it.

In this case, if you want long-distance communication, you can only use things like sound transmission talismans, same-sound insects, like-meeting letters, and trumpet flowers. These things have low manufacturing costs, but can only communicate one-to-one, and are not convenient to use.

So low-realm practitioners often have a box specifically for sound transmission talismans. Practitioners in Southern Xinjiang are even more interesting. You can often see some low-realm practitioners wearing same-sound insects as beads around their necks or wrapped around their waists.

And the sound transmission magic weapons specially made by large sects, as long as you have one, and ask friends you want to contact to leave sound rhyme imprints in advance, and activate the spiritual prohibitions in the magic weapon, you can contact directly in the future. It can support communication between at least a dozen people, and at most hundreds or thousands of people. The bell fruit that Xue Linglong handed to Hu Baozhuang is such a magic weapon.

However, Mount Tianqiao's magic weapon is still rough, and the spiritual prohibitions are simple. Like the jade bell of Mount Sanqing, not only can it call fellow disciples in real time, but as the called party, if you are in seclusion or in a place where it is not easy to make a sound, you can also automatically reply or ask the caller to leave a message to wait for listening, and even display the name of the active caller before the voice connection is established to choose whether to establish a connection.

The bell of Mount Tianqiao does not have these functions.

Of course, if you can refine the throat aperture supernatural power "thousand-mile sound transmission" combined with the ear aperture supernatural power "shunfeng ear," or refine the Zique supernatural power "one thought of knowing," or enter the Fourth Realm to conclude the Dao domain and connect to heaven and earth, then you don't need these cumbersome magic weapons at all.

However, obviously, these people in Mount Tianqiao do not have this ability.

Hu Baozhuang took the bell fruit, Xue Linglong helped activate the spiritual prohibition pointing to Li Xiaohuai, Hu Baozhuang put the bell to her mouth, and said a painful and hurried voice,

"Li Laogui! Come to the outside of the mountain to pick me up!"

It was truly vivid, and even the aura was not bad.

After speaking, the three of them waited quietly.

Soon, an echo came from the bell, which was Li Xiaohuai's voice,

"Old woman, where are you? What's the situation?"

Hu Baozhuang replied,

"Old woman lost half her life crossing the tribulation, and was bumped into by the righteous path on the way back. You hurry to pick me up! You go to Red Snake Mountain first, and I will return to the sect from that direction!"

"Good! I'm coming!"

As soon as the words fell here, the bell immediately agreed.

Next, the sound coming from the bell did not stop, and kept asking about the situation here.

And Hu Baozhuang was also a person with urgent wisdom, and had been dealing with it, occasionally pretending to vomit blood and unable to speak or speaking vaguely.

"I have exhausted my magic power! But I temporarily shook off the pursuers with miasma. You cross Red Snake Mountain and come to find me twenty miles south of Mangxia Mountain. I am hiding here!"

After saying this, Hu Baozhuang pinched the Dharma formula with both hands, and this green hill changed its appearance again, turning back into the original forest. At the same time, Hu Baozhuang gave the two a look. The two naturally understood, ambushing near Hu Baozhuang on the left and right.

Hu Baozhuang lay on the ground, and blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.

After a while, several people saw a dark green escape light coming from the north.

"This!"

Hu Baozhuang wailed.

The escape light heard the movement, turned sharply, and fell into Hu Baozhuang's Daoist arena.

Approaching the ground, the escape light turned into a man. This person looked like he was fifty or sixty years old, with a thief's eyebrows and rat's eyes, messy hair, wearing a green robe. It was Li Xiaohuai, the master of the Wood Temple.

After Li Xiaohuai landed, he came to help Hu Baozhuang, saying,

"Old woman, how did you get into this state!"

The old woman on the ground put her hands on Li Xiaohuai's shoulders and slowly raised her head. Every movement seemed to make her extremely painful. She barely said,

"I, I..."

Li Xiaohuai hurriedly put his ear close and said,

"Old woman, speak slowly, I'm listening."

"I..."

Hu Baozhuang said half of the words, opened her mouth and spat, spitting a green mist, spraying it on Li Xiaohuai's face.

Not far away, Cheng Xinzhan's eyes jumped. He was close and saw clearly that there were ghosts struggling in the green mist, exactly the same as the green mist in the Lost Soul Stream!

And Li Xiaohuai, who was covered in green mist, seemed to have been bitten by a poisonous snake, screamed, pushed Hu Baozhuang away, and was about to escape.

However, he had not left the ground for three feet before he screamed and fell to the ground.

Half of the matter was accomplished, and it was time to close the net. Cheng Xinzhan and Xue Linglong no longer hid, and attacked together.

And Li Xiaohuai, feeling that the magic power around his body was gradually solidifying and his meridians were numb, called out the corpse slave to protect his body for the first time.

Cheng Xinzhan originally thought that the multi-handed multi-eyed Drought Demon and the human-bodied dragon-boned Dragon Girl were dirty enough, but now seeing the Wood Temple evil corpse with his own eyes, it was really a small witch seeing a big witch.

I saw a strange tree released from the void. The trunk was as thick as four or five people, five or six feet high, but there were no roots under the trunk, and a circle of human feet grew. There were no branches on the top of the trunk, and dense and strange long human hands grew. These human hands all held hair, and human heads hung under the hair. Looking at it, it was full and countless.

Cheng Xinzhan had never seen such a disgusting and dirty thing. And to refine such a ghost thing, how many lives must be harmed?

"Old woman, what are you going to do!"

Li Xiaohuai seemed to have been blinded by poison. At this moment, he was sitting on the top of the strange tree, closing his eyes tightly, and all seven orifices were bleeding.

"Mountain monkey! Blood-sucking snake! You are also here! Old woman! Are you crazy! Unite these two to ambush me!"

Li Xiaohuai although blind, all the heads hanging on the tree opened their eyes and looked at the three. Li Xiaohuai's mouth was sobbing and he couldn't speak, but the hundreds of heads on the tree were roaring.

The matter has reached this point, Cheng Xinzhan and Xue Linglong naturally will not waste their tongues anymore, one summoned the Drought Demon, one summoned the Dragon Girl, and attacked together.

And Hu Baozhuang did not take action. Changing her appearance to deceive Li Xiaohuai was not difficult, but once she took action, she would definitely be exposed, so she just pretended to be hypocritical and unwilling to take action, still attacking the heart,

"Li Laogui, don't blame me. These two said that only by killing you would they be willing to honor me as the mountain master. I have no choice!"

Li Xiaohuai shouted, still unbelievable.

However, there was no time for him to think carefully at this moment. Wu Qingbo stepped forward. The memory remaining in his brain was so clear. The scene of this strange tree slaughtering in the village was vivid. He even saw the heads of his own villagers on the tree!

Seeing the Drought Demon coming fiercely, Li Xiaohuai naturally went all out. As he moved his thoughts, the hands growing on the evil tree loosened, and then heads flew towards the Drought Demon like birds, dragging long hair, with extremely fast speed.

However, Wu Qingbo is now very different from when he was born in the fire pond blood pool. He is fully armored, wearing a helmet, surrounded by fire, holding a mountain-opening knife in his left hand, a tiger-head shield in his right hand, holding a purple copper long stick in both hands, a drum-beating hammer in his left hand, and a square mace in his right hand. He is really like a demon god descending to the world.

Wu Qingbo took this set of armor, almost emptying the mountain demon's family background, and its power was naturally extraordinary. He picked up the weapon and hit it, as if what came were just flies.

After the Drought Demon smashed dozens of heads without any effort, the heads flying behind changed again. They no longer bit closely, some spat poisonous water, some sprayed flames, and some hair turned into poisonous vines, wrapping Wu Qingbo tightly.

However, the Dragon Girl on the side naturally did not idle. The Dragon Girl held a clean bottle in her hand. At this time, she poured the clean bottle, and faint blue water surged out, flowing in the air, forming a hanging river.

The hanging river surged, cold mist rose, ice slag precipitated from the void where the river contacted the void, and then fell down. White bones appeared in the river, some fish-shaped, some snake-shaped, some dragon-shaped, and some human-shaped.

The cold river wrapped the white bones and rushed towards those flying heads. Those flying heads melted as soon as they touched the cold water, turning into ice slag and falling, while the skulls remained in the cold river. Some flying heads dodged, and the white bone monsters in the cold river leaped out of the cold river to bite, and after biting, dragged them back to the cold river.

However, the Drought Demon and the Dragon Girl seemed brave, but the head fruits on the strange tree seemed endless. The two evil corpses destroyed no less than a hundred, but the flying heads were still covering the sky and the sun, like locusts.

"Old woman, what kind of madness are you making? You want to be the mountain master, I will push you. Why believe these two fur-and-scale types?! You and I kill these two demons, carry the demon heads back to the mountain to threaten Tie Old Monster, this mountain master is naturally yours!"

At this time, Li Xiaohuai was still persuading. It seems that on weekdays, his friendship with Tian Xiue was indeed good.

And Xue Linglong heard it, and the only trace of guilt in her heart disappeared completely. In a rage, she drove the Dragon Girl to fly up. The Dragon Girl's dragon tail swung, suddenly becoming longer and larger, like a white bone giant whip, drawing towards Li Xiaohuai in the strange tree cluster, and the flying heads along the way were shattered at a touch.

However, when the whip reached the front, the human hands on the top of the strange tree suddenly grew wildly, and hundreds of hands suddenly entangled the dragon tail like vines, and thousands of fingers desperately dug out the bone joints on the dragon tail, actually holding the Dragon Girl unable to move.

"Hahaha, you lazy snake, don't look from afar, dare to come up and compete with me for strength?"

Li Xiaohuai laughed, the giant hands on the tree swayed together, and the Dragon Girl was thrown around like a straw. At the same time, the flying heads in the sky immediately seized the opportunity and rushed towards Xue Linglong's body.

Xue Linglong's face changed at this moment.

Mount Tianqiao's corpse refining technique is to pile all good things on the corpse. All cultivation is on the corpse slave, and its own strength is not as good as the corpse slave. So at this time, the corpse slave is controlled, and Xue Linglong herself immediately faces danger.

She pinched the seal in her hand, and the cold river rushing to the strange corpse flew back, wanting to protect her flesh. At the same time, she released a dozen walking corpses to resist.

However, it was a bit too late at this time. Those flying heads came too many and too urgently, were thrown behind by the cold river, and the dozen walking corpses in front were scattered at a charge, and were eaten clean by the heads behind.

"Come to me!"

Just when Hu Baozhuang was about to take action, Cheng Xinzhan shouted.

He was not far from Xue Linglong, and at this moment summoned the Ape Corpse again. Although the Ape Corpse was not as tall as the Drought Demon, it was also a monster more than two feet tall. This thing was the one that the Fire Temple couldn't refine the Drought Demon for a long time, and was used as a substitute for the facade. Its strength should not be underestimated.

The giant ape roared, emitting fire, protecting the two under its body.

At this time, Wu Qingbo naturally did not dare to miss the opportunity. The memory remaining in his brain was so clear. The scene of this strange tree slaughtering in the village was vivid. He even saw the heads of his own villagers on the tree!

Seeing the Drought Demon coming fiercely, Li Xiaohuai naturally went all out. As he moved his thoughts, the human feet under the trunk wriggled like centipedes. They looked cumbersome, but they moved extremely fast, neatly avoiding this stick.

At the same time, the drum-beating hammer on the Drought Demon's upper left hand swept out. However, the strange tree dragged the dragon tail, throwing the Dragon Girl's upper body over.

The Drought Demon wanted to take the opportunity to knock the Dragon Girl's heavenly spirit, but finally endured it, threw the iron hammer to the ground, grabbed the Dragon Girl's upper body, and pulled it towards himself, wanting to snatch it over.

However, the two of them exerted force, and Xue Linglong immediately let out a heart-piercing scream,

"Brother, let go, let go!"

The Dragon Girl's upper body was in the hands of the giant Long Boyan, just like a handle. He naturally didn't let go at this moment, but moved horizontally and closely, sticking to Li Xiaohuai.

Xue Linglong was in pain and almost fainted. However, this person could reach this step, naturally having some ruthless heart. Seeing the Drought Demon approaching quickly, she made a ruthless move, pinched the hand seal again, and the Dragon Girl suddenly had cold ice, freezing all the hundreds of hands of the strange tree!

The cold ice was still spreading on the strange tree, and Wu Qingbo seized the opportunity, twisted his body, swung the iron stick, and hit the strange tree hard.

So all the flying heads in the sky made ghost calls and began to rush back.

The strange tree was knocked away and fell to the ground. Wu Qingbo jumped and sat on the giant tree. But at this time, the giant hands of the strange tree also broke free from the cold ice, and broke the Dragon Girl's dragon tail into two pieces.

Hundreds of giant hands swayed like vines again to entangle Wu Qingbo, and at the same time, the flying heads in the sky returned like birds returning to their nests, rushing towards the Drought Demon.

But at this time, Wu Qingbo let go of all weapons, raised his six arms, and the remaining ten eyes on his face opened together!

"Whoosh—"

A wave of heat swept in all directions, the grass and trees on the ground scorched to death, the earth cracked, the broken-tailed Dragon Girl fled wildly, and the long hands and flying heads climbing and biting on Wu Qingbo's body were all turned into ashes.

Wu Qingbo moved his six hands together, drilled into the pile of countless flesh hands on the top of the strange tree, roared, and then exerted force to pull it open—revealing the panicked Li Xiaohuai inside.

"Don't! Dan Old Brother! Don't kill me! I am willing to offer the wood charm, recognize you as the master, and serve you!"

Li Xiaohuai shouted, but he did not look at the Drought Demon, but turned his head to look at Cheng Xinzhan in the distance.

At this moment, Wu Qingbo lowered his head, with his back to the direction of the three people where Cheng Xinzhan was, and the six giant eyes on his face looked down at Li Xiaohuai.

Li Xiaohuai looked, and also had some induction, subconsciously withdrew his gaze from the distance, turned his head to look at Wu Qingbo, and met those six eyes. Subsequently, he watched as those six eyes changed from hollow to filled with monstrous hatred.

Li Xiaohuai was stunned. How could there be emotion in the eyes of a corpse slave?

Not right!

This is not Mount Tianqiao's corpse refining method!

Li Xiaohuai's face changed drastically, and he was about to shout.

"Roar!!!"

But at the same time, Wu Qingbo lowered his head again, opened his mouth and roared, and dazzling red flames sprayed from his mouth, pouring onto Li Xiaohuai's body.

The fierce fire washed away the filth, until Li Xiaohuai's bones were burned and melted, and the giant corpse did not stop for a long time.

(End of chapter)