Chapter 34: Volume I: Mountain Ghost Rumor, Chapter 34: Just Be an Immortal of Longevity in the Human World
Volume I: Mountain Ghost Rumor, Chapter 34: Just Be an Immortal of Longevity in the Human World
A Ping didn't mind the "food" placed on the eight-immortal table and sat down leisurely.
Xiaoshui Zhenren rubbed his hands: "Only three dishes, wait a moment."
There was a pool dug on the hillside. Xiaoshui Zhenren reached into the pool and fished out a heart.
He placed the heart on the cutting board and showed off to A Ping: "This heart is very fresh. I took it alive from a young girl I carefully selected from Wangshui Village. The head placed near you is her head. Speaking of which, it's a coincidence that several demon beasts caused chaos in Wangshui Village, covering up my traces."
A Ping looked seriously at the clean, blood-vessel-clear heart of the young girl and nodded: "Pure Yin Qi, it is indeed a good thing."
Xiaoshui Zhenren cut the heart into thin slices, arranged them very meticulously, couldn't help but pinch a slice and stuff it into his mouth, placed it in front of A Ping, and said vaguely: "Taste this first, it has the fragrance of a virgin."
He didn't mind at all, took the bamboo chopsticks elegantly, picked up a slice and put it into his mouth, chewing slowly: "Not bad."
"Zhao Chan killed the Mold Ghost in Nongsui Lane and also killed the Chang Ghost I sent to Youju Town."
"I know."
Xiaoshui Zhenren sighed: "The Mold Ghost has great use. You should know, why didn't you stop him?"
A Ping smiled bitterly: "I thought he couldn't kill the Mold Ghost. I didn't expect Zhao Chan's talent to far exceed my imagination, and he held that miraculous peach branch, actually killing this careless Mold Ghost in one fell swoop."
He seemed to remember something and said seriously: "Zhao Chan belongs to my Xuanwei Sect. You are not allowed to compete with us!"
Xiaoshui Zhenren laughed: "Easy to say, easy to say."
Paused.
"Good food goes with good wine. I don't know if this sixteen-year-old Daughter Red I searched for is worthy of this table of good food?"
"Let me smell it," A Ping said impatiently.
Opening the wine stopper, the fragrance of wine was pungent in an instant.
"Come, come, come, let's get drunk today."
Drinking wine in large bowls, eating meat in large mouthfuls.
Xiaoshui Zhenren poured sauce on the head of the virgin girl: "You are a guest, you should enjoy the good things."
A Ping drank a bowl of wine and poured himself full, "Then I won't be polite."
"Why be polite, just eat."
A Ping didn't care that the girl's head was hot, tore off the rotten skin and meat and put it into his mouth, his hands full of oil, and then, drank a sip of Daughter Red: "The taste is amazing."
"Haha... is our deal done? Enemies should be resolved rather than knotted. You and the old flood dragon of Wangqing River join forces to kill Pan Xi, and you two split his treasures fifty-fifty. Isn't that happy?" Xiaoshui Zhenren laughed heartily.
A Ping smiled: "Wangqing River won't care about me anymore?"
"I have found out clearly from the old flood dragon. It's just a few small flood dragons that are not successful. Even if you killed another pursuer, the crime is not on you. Who told it to come to chase you? I think Wangqing River will forget this matter for the sake of so many treasures."
"Zhenren's words make sense."
"Come, come, come, drink a bowl of bone soup. They are all leg bones of strong men, and they have a unique flavor."
A Ping didn't mind that the bone soup was hot, drank it all in one gulp, smacked his lips and asked: "What good is it for you?"
"Ha, I have my own benefits. However, what I want, you don't care about, and the treasures you fight for, I don't care about. We, each take what we need."
"I agree to this deal."
"Good! Xuanwei Sect has such an outstanding disciple as you, it is simply a blessing accumulated by the ancestors!"
"We have to say it beforehand."
"You say."
A Ping stared at Xiaoshui Zhenren's dog eyes: "Zhao Chan is a disciple of my Xuanwei Sect, you are not allowed to compete!"
"Hmm, I promise you," he laughed and laughed, "It's just that I once gave the Mold Ghost a task. Zhao Chan killed it, causing the Mold Ghost not to finish it. You say, what should we do?"
"Is the Mold Ghost very important to you?"
"It's a bit important."
A Ping waved his hand: "After I get the treasures of the Hundred Treasure Zhen Pan Xi, I will share several good ones with you."
"Can. Since you are so generous, the loss of my Chang Ghost avatar killed by Zhao Chan will not be demanded from you. Taste the human blood tofu and seasonal vegetables," Xiaoshui Zhenren pretended to be generous.
A Ping picked up a piece of blood tofu the thickness of an index finger, "Not very fresh."
"It was made from the blood of the villagers of Shanniu Village last time, of course it's not fresh. Don't worry, after wiping out Youju Town, I will invite you to eat the freshest blood tofu."
"It's a deal."
Xiaoshui Zhenren pried open the cooked human head, carefully took out the brain with his right hand, dipped it in the sauce and stuffed it into his mouth: "I want all the souls of the cultivators in Youju Town."
"What do you want this for?"
"Heh, of course it has its use."
A Ping deliberately didn't mention Bai Yuqing and the newly arrived Huangfu Changqiu and Xun Lan. Although he felt very strange about the latter, he knew that both were hard nuts to crack: "As you wish."
"Drink this bowl of wine!"
One person and one ghost toasted each other, eating meat and drinking wine, having a great time.
Xiaoshui Zhenren laughed: "We are full and drunk, I will take you to see that old flood dragon. To tell you the truth, the Wangqing River flood dragon clan is truly too arrogant. Isn't it just that they have produced a few Water Gods? What's so great about it?"
A Ping held the wine bowl and stood up to toast: "I can turn enemies into friends with Wangqing River, thanks to Zhenren's righteousness. A Ping will always remember it in his heart and dare not forget it."
"Haha... as the saying goes, enemies should be resolved rather than knotted, why fight and kill? We are Mountain cultivators, not ants and commoners, we should join hands and move forward."
In the excitement of drinking, Xiaoshui Zhenren gave him six Mountain Ghost Flower Money.
Until the wine was finished and the food was gone, A Ping said goodbye and left.
Xiaoshui Zhenren watched him, and until A Ping's figure disappeared, he sneered: "Hypocritical, selfish, despicable."
After A Ping stepped into Youju Town, he also sneered: "Cruel, barbaric, insidious."
It's okay to use each other for the time being.
Almost there, then fight to the death.
Even if Xiaoshui Zhenren snatched the body of the Mountain Ghost, he was still a Mountain Ghost. Catch him back to the Xuanwei Sect and make him spit out money. At that time, it would not be the number of six Mountain Ghost Flower Money...
On that mountain road of Erniu Mountain, the tiger demon was still lying dead on the spot, the merchant's vehicles were tilted in a mess, the goods were spread on the ground, and there was no lack of expensive weapons.
Zhao Chan once mentioned to Wang Huan that he killed a tiger demon here, and Wang Huan also said he would come here to take a look. For this reason, Zhao Chan also returned to bury the wolf pack he killed. At that time, it was to hide his strength, but things had twists and turns, Wang Huan was busy, and he didn't need to hide his strength.
Crossing this section of the mountain road, stepping on the gradually rising mountain road, he turned his head and looked at the forest. There was the first outsider he killed, and it was also his first time killing someone.
At that time, it would be a lie to say he wasn't afraid. It was either you die or I die. He had to overcome his fear and kill the outsider who was chasing him with his own hands.
After thinking about it, he basically confirmed that the outsider was a killer hired by the merchant who had a conflict with him.
Looking at the winding mountain road, Zhao Chan walked on flat ground, his steps were as flexible as a dragonfly, and his figure was like a light smoke on the rugged mountain road.
He was originally a lacquer gatherer, climbing mountains and wading through water all year round, and had long been accustomed to difficult mountain paths. Now that he had become a cultivator in the Upper Grade Body Refining Realm, he could mobilize the strength in his muscles and bones at will, making him even more powerful.
Four outsider cultivators in the Qi Gathering Realm were hiding on a cliff on one side, staring at him without blinking.
Originally there were five, but one of them backed out.
"This young Demon Slayer is really damn, if I don't kill him, I won't be calm."
The outsider cultivator responsible for monitoring Zhao Chan did not return for a long time, and they guessed that he must have been killed.
"Absolutely cannot let him go to the Yang County Demon Slaying Division for help, otherwise, we will definitely die."
"Right, brothers, I know you are all experts in the Qi Gathering Realm who have traveled north and south. Now you can't just protect yourself. You must kill the young Demon Slayer who is asking for help, and then return to Youju Town to quickly attack and kill Wang Huan!" someone cheered.
The outsider with the highest cultivation among the four looked at Zhao Chan from afar and said slowly: "Everyone, I once accidentally heard an elder of Xianfeng Valley comment on the Body Refining Realm.
Although it is the initial realm of cultivation, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and the Body Refining Realm is extremely important.
Cultivators who temper the Body Refining Realm, the lower grade is having a body but soft spirit, and weak strength.
The middle grade is a strong body, full spirit, and round strength.
The upper grade is a body like a banished immortal reincarnated, with immortal light hidden; the spirit is like clouds rolling and relaxing, free and unrestrained; the strength is like a dragon playing in the water, with majestic momentum but without losing agility."
"Ah? There are so many things to pay attention to in the mere Body Refining Realm? Is the young Demon Slayer lower grade or middle grade?"
They didn't believe Zhao Chan was an upper grade Body Refining Realm. After all, he was a mountain boy. Even if he joined the Demon Slaying Division and became a Demon Slayer, his talent couldn't be that high. As for the person who killed them, it was just by relying on the talismans given by the Demon Slaying Division.
"Don't worry, the elder of Xianfeng Valley also talked about the top-grade Body Refining Realm."
"The upper grade Body Refining Realm is already so mysterious, what should the top-grade be like? Could it be an immortal body?"
This person shook his head: "The elder of Xianfeng Valley chanted a poem. I still haven't figured out what it means."
"What is the poem?"
He chanted slowly: "Spirit is bright, bones are clear and firm. The old cause and effect of the pot heaven sun and moon, from now on hold the spring breeze and laugh, just be an immortal of longevity in the human world."
"Could the young Demon Slayer be top-grade?"
This person smiled hurriedly: "How is that possible! I just remembered this matter, he should be lower grade Body Refining Realm."
"I said so, a child from a small place, can't be that powerful. What's really fatal is the talisman given by the Demon Slaying Division!"
"The Demon Slaying Division's talisman doesn't need magic power to activate, just rely on hand seals, it's truly incredible."
"Stop talking, slaughter him."
"Go!"
The person who just recalled the elder of Xianfeng Valley's comment on the Body Refining Realm was laughing bitterly in his heart. He was indeed puzzled by the poem of the top-grade Body Refining Realm, but seeing Zhao Chan, he suddenly understood.
It turns out that "spirit is bright, bones are clear and firm" is such a wonderful state.
"The old cause and effect of the pot heaven sun and moon" is that the cultivator's body seems to have reached the other shore, living a fairy life.
"From now on hold the spring breeze and laugh," looking from afar, it seems that there is a spring breeze laughing and playing around the young Demon Slayer.
The last sentence "just be an immortal of longevity in the human world," looking at him at a glance, he suddenly realized what an immortal of longevity in the human world should look like.
However, in order to prevent the young Demon Slayer from going to the Yang County Demon Slaying Division, they must kill him on the mountain road.
The reason why he didn't tell his companions the truth was that he was worried that they would also back out.
This person secretly thought, there are four cultivators in the Qi Gathering Realm. If they successfully kill the young Demon Slayer, everything will be fine. If not, they must leave a hand and prepare to escape.
The four of them jumped and flew, running on the mountain forest cliff road, startling a flock of birds.
Zhao Chan turned his head and looked at the birds flying away in panic, his heart sinking to the bottom.
He had guessed before that if the outsider cultivators had other plans for coming to Youju Town, they would definitely try every means to prevent them from asking for help from the Yang County Demon Slaying Division.
Seeing this scene, who the comer was, was already eight or nine out of ten.
Without hesitation, he drew the peach branch and clutched it tightly.
It was narrow and cramped here, not suitable for him to avoid the attack. Zhao Chan hurried to rush forward along the mountain road. He remembered that about a mile away, there was a gentle hillside, and the hillside was densely forested.
The figures of the four appeared one after another.
Zhao Chan caught a glimpse of them, and the speed under his feet became faster.
"I'll come!" an outsider roared.
He was in the Middle-Grade Qi Gathering Realm, and a wisp of True Qi flowed through his meridians.
Since he possessed True Qi, he could perform techniques.
He saw him chanting magic formulas, and his hands were not idle, quickly pinching the spell.
Zhao Chan suddenly felt the temperature rise slightly. Looking sideways, he saw a horse lance made of flames floating in front of the outsider cultivator.
He pinched an Ice Condensing Talisman from his arms.
The outsider cultivator shouted: "Go!"
The horse lance was like a flash of lightning, rushing straight at Zhao Chan.
This was the first time he encountered a cultivator's technique. He was panicked but not chaotic, pinched the hand seal taught by Wang Huan, and the Ice Condensing Talisman immediately erected a high wall behind him.
But, the horse lance pierced through the ice wall and locked his throat.
Zhao Chan immediately slashed at the horse lance close at hand with the peach branch, and at the same time, his body dodged.
The peach branch with new buds seemed to have slashed into tofu. The horse lance split into two. The front part inserted into the mountain road and exploded into a group of flames, and the back part fell off the mountain cliff next to it, igniting a forest.
"Change to me!" another roared.
Operating the wisp of True Qi in his meridians, chanting words in his mouth, a gloomy wind blew up.
The sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling echoed in the mountains.
"Ha, he is dead for sure, you actually know the technique of driving ghosts!"
Zhao Chan was cold all over. Although he couldn't see where the danger was, it felt exactly the same as when he went to the graveyard with Wu Ting. A fierce ghost was hiding in the graveyard, making them feel unusually cold.
The hand clutching the peach branch of the young man couldn't help but sweat.
His left hand pinched the Wind Summoning Talisman and the Flame Talisman.
He simply closed his eyes and relied entirely on intuition.
The gloomy wind blew him dizzy, so he hurried to empty his distracting thoughts and guard his heart.
Almost there!
Don't rush! Wait!
Wait again!
Zhao Chan used one mind for two purposes, his steps on the mountain road didn't stop, and on the other side, he concentrated on feeling the danger.
Don't panic, calm down!
Almost there! Almost there!
It's now!
He slashed backward with the third style of "Shake God Sword," Sword Trace.
Then he threw out the Wind Summoning Talisman and the Flame Talisman.
Left hand pinched the formula.
Fire rose, wind rose!
The wind helped the fire.
In the blink of an eye, the flames were rolling!
With one sword of the peach branch, Zhao Chan heard the miserable wailing of the ghost.
Immediately after, the raging fire blew over, and the ghost's wailing reached the extreme.
The next moment.
The cold feeling was swept away cleanly.
Opening his eyes, he casually extinguished the sparks ignited on his clothes and strode forward.
"Damn it, a cultivator in the mere Body Refining Realm can actually deal with the technique of driving ghosts? I underestimated him!"
In front was a fork in the road. Zhao Chan used the protruding mountain body to hide and ran to one side. His figure disappeared from the outsider cultivator's field of vision.
"Chase!"
The four of them flew on the mountain cliff, nimbly climbing over heavy rocks.
"Eh? Where is the person?"
"Where did the brat run?"
They looked around, and Zhao Chan was no longer on the mountain road.
"Could it be that he jumped down?"
"Impossible, he has no reason to seek death!"
"Be careful! Behind you..."
Before the words fell.
Behind a large tree that even several people couldn't hug, Zhao Chan suddenly appeared.
It was still the "Shake God Sword" third style Sword Trace that he was familiar with.
On the peach branch, it seemed that a god was sitting.
And then Shake God Slash!
The outsider cultivator he ambushed was the one who just performed the horse lance made of flames.
The peach branch easily cut off the outsider cultivator's head.
Blood sprayed straight out.
The other three retreated to avoid it when Zhao Chan appeared.
"Sigh," he sighed faintly.
He didn't want to fight at all, and in front of them, like an ape who had lived on mountain forests and cliffs for many years, he rushed forward like a gust of wind. ===== CHAPTER 35 =====
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