Chapter 696: Zhao Qingxu

It's truly ridiculous!

Seeing these paper figures, Li Yan suddenly realized, feeling absurd and ironic!

What kind of "eating flat peaches" can rejuvenate...

It's a complete scam from beginning to end!

This is a trick of "Yin Body Debt"!

The "Yin Body Debt" mentioned in the Mystic Sect refers to the debt of the dead soul due to unfulfilled wishes before death.

Perhaps it's emotional entanglement, broken promises, perhaps it's killing sins, deceitful behavior, or debt owed to the underworld due to interrupted sacrifices and blasphemy against gods. These will cause the soul to linger in the cracks of Yin and Yang, difficult to rest in peace, thereby causing disturbance to the luck of the living.

This thing, Wang Daoxuan had once detailed to him.

But more often, it is just a projection of the human heart.

Failing to fulfill filial piety before parents, owing friends due to something, unintentionally hurting others...

Those knots and guilt that are difficult to solve gnaw at the human heart day and night.

In the mortal world, who can have no regrets and knots?

Some can let go, while others are deeply trapped in it, thinking they are carrying "Yin debt."

Heart knots need heart medicine to solve.

Mystic Sect people with profound cultivation might use Dharma rituals to soothe people's hearts.

But more martial world sorcerers use this as a way to collect money.

However, sometimes, "Yin debt" is not false.

The evil art of the "Pantao Assembly" that plunders the innate Qi of children has this real "Yin Body Debt" as the price!

A flat peach, although it gets a moment of youth, has already sent many young lives to their deaths.

This is a forbidden method that violates the heavenly way; how can there be no evil retribution?

Even the First Emperor of Qin and Emperor Wu of Han failed, let alone mortals.

After eating the "flat peaches," "human-faced sores" will grow in the internal organs, and the pain will be bone-piercing.

Only by using opium to numb it can it be slightly relieved.

What's even more terrifying is the "Yin Body Debt" owed because of this.

The Jianmu demons who performed the technique naturally won't bear the consequences, so they transfer the consequences.

Even if these nobles die, their souls must be bound here, suffering torture, bearing the biting of the children's wronged souls.

The yellow mounting paper posted behind them is the "Name-Sending Post."

Like commoners who register their names at wild, licentious shrines, they do so in the name of seeking protection, but in reality, they are offering their own souls and incense to evil gods.

And the price these nobles pay for "sending their name" is that they will not be liberated even after death, sinking forever!

Li Yan can "hear" the wailing coming from the paper figures.

That tragic wailing is even more shrill and desperate than the children's.

Seeing this scene, a fire of anger mixed with cold killing intent suddenly exploded in Li Yan's chest.

Although he had long known that the evil art was fierce, seeing this purgatory scene with his own eyes, the naked cruelty and distortion still made him unable to accept it.

At the same time, the Tu'er Ye divine carriage in front also stopped abruptly.

The crimson sedan curtain rose without wind.

That white and fat figure wearing gold lock armor and a tiger-skin hat floated out of the sedan door slowly.

Two long ears were trembling, and in the majestic demeanor, there was a hint of indescribable, somewhat strange joy.

"Ding-ling-lang-lang..."

Tu'er Ye took out a string of porcelain bells from his bosom, walking clumsily, shaking them slowly.

Although the movements were a bit clumsy, the bell sound was like a clear mountain spring, ding-donging, shaking away the sticky gloom around.

Almost at the same time, its hair-monkey "servants" also responded one after another.

These little things each took out gongs, drums, and suonas, shaking their heads and blowing, noisy and ear-piercing, but self-contained in a tune.

Clatter—!

In the clamor of silk and bamboo, the huge evil peach tree shook violently, and the branches and leaves swayed fiercely.

Li Yan saw clearly that the children's faces embedded in the knotted bark suddenly twisted, looking extremely painful!

Seeing this situation, Tu'er Ye seemed to be provoked into a fierce spirit.

Its fat body flew around the giant peach, stepping on the seven stars, and the porcelain bell in its hand shook more and more urgently!

Crack—!

With a crisp sound, a girl's face at the very bottom of the peach tree, along with half of her neck, was actually torn off from the bark by an invisible giant force.

Blood tears gushed out of the empty eye sockets, and her mouth tore open to an incredible arc.

But the tongue had long been pulled out by the roots, leaving only a bloody hole in the oral cavity!

The scene before his eyes was like a nightmare falling straight into the abyss.

"Yi—ya—!"

Tu'er Ye suddenly let out a shrill and high-pitched singing voice, its white and fat body stepped on the Gang steps, flying around the peach wood.

Finally, the residual soul of the girl who had suffered so much was completely stripped from the tree body, turning into dots of weak fireflies, struggling to rise to the dim sky.

Correspondingly, a huge "flat peach" on the tree crown rotted rapidly and fell with a sound.

Transcendence!

Li Yan finally realized, carefully collecting his Qi, not daring to disturb.

However, the process of transcendence was far from easy.

Tu'er Ye's porcelain-like smooth body first dimmed in luster, then peeled off in pieces, revealing the gray and defeated clay body underneath.

The porcelain luster on the surface also dissipated rapidly to the naked eye, and cracks spread like spider webs.

Li Yan was stunned in his heart.

This scene was so similar to the Great Luo Dharma body!

Could there be any connection between them?

Before he could think too much, another drastic change occurred in the field!

Only to see two thick, pitch-black liquids gushing down from the double pupils of the Queen Mother fierce god statue.

The knotted peach tree roots instantly moved crazily like living things, like greedy snakes, fiercely rolling up several paper figures standing blankly on the ground, and fiercely stuffing them into the tree hole exposed because the children's residual souls were freed.

In the blink of an eye, the hole was blocked by new "fillers."

The twisted faces of those "Pantao Assembly" nobles!

Li Yan knew that these flat-peach eaters had now become "debt piles," nailed into the peach wood, replacing the children's wronged souls to suffer this soul-stripping punishment!

These guys deserved it.

However, Tu'er Ye's state was already in jeopardy.

A short exertion, and the porcelain glaze all over its body had peeled off in a large area.

Not to mention the clay body being revealed, the divine light was even weaker and about to go out.

Clearly, transcending the dead souls had consumed this vulgar god greatly.

Li Yan hesitated for a moment, his eyes becoming solemn.

He had originally wanted to search for the Jianmu demons and then find an opportunity to completely destroy this evil place, but that would inevitably cause the children's souls on the tree to fly away and scatter.

Now seeing Tu'er Ye saving a trace of micro-soul even at the cost of its origin, how could he stand by and watch?

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, revealed his figure, and wanted to approach.

"Ya ya ya——!"

A group of hair-monkey minions were startled by the movement, immediately threw away their musical instruments, and screamed, blocking the front, standing between Li Yan and the peach wood.

"Can you let me try!"

Li Yan cupped his hands solemnly, his gaze passing over the hair monkeys, directly meeting the muddy and tired clay eyeballs of Tu'er Ye.

Tu'er Ye's body swayed, dust falling from the mottled clay, and finally stopped the action of shaking the bell, its empty eye sockets deeply "looking" at Li Yan.

Seeing nothing unusual, Li Yan no longer hesitated, his toes pointed, and his figure soared into the air to the peach wood.

The Dharma formula in his hand changed, stepping on the Heavenly Gang, and he chanted the "Northern Emperor's Evil-Removing Technique" rapidly.

"Qing Jia! Ascend to heaven to save people, strictly take the Northern Feng! The Divine Duke accepts the order, sweep away all inauspiciousness! Eight powers spit poison—"

As soon as the spell started, Li Yan felt something was wrong.

He had already built the fourth level, could travel with his Yin soul, but performing techniques here actually felt like falling into a quagmire, and the power was greatly reduced.

An indescribable suppression permeated all directions, far better than when he was in the Corpse Forest.

At this time, he couldn't care about thinking too much, forcibly raised his divine sense, the finger formula turned into a sword finger, and fiercely pointed at the peach tree.

"Order!"

The innate evil Qi from the Netherworld was drawn over.

Different from the mortal world, the abnormalities seen here were obvious.

Pieces of darkness surged from the void, falling on the peach wood with the guidance of the sword formula.

"Chi—chi!"

As if thrown into a red-hot soldering iron, the peach tree shook violently, making a sharp scream that made people's teeth ache and hair stand on end, like the hissing of poisonous insects!

Boom!

Several pale residual souls of children were forcibly torn away from the tree body by the violent Northern Emperor Dharma power, turning into weak phosphorus fires and rising into the sky.

But Li Yan's face also changed drastically!

A cold, poisonous, and resentful evil curse instantly struck. The speed was so fast that he couldn't react at all.

Crack!

A sharp pain permeated his whole body.

Li Yan's face was ugly; his originally scarred Great Luo Dharma body had its cracks suddenly deepen and expand.

Just one more step, and a soul fire would be extinguished.

He forcibly interrupted the Dharma formula, staggered back, and his gaze locked onto that fierce Queen Mother god statue.

The source of the curse was this thing!

Its fierce divine intent had already merged with this spirit-devouring blood peach.

This method of grafting the origin of the god statue with the curse-killing evil wood was beyond his understanding.

Whoosh—!

Just then, a bone-chilling cold wind rose from behind without warning.

Li Yan's hair stood on end, and he spun around fiercely.

Only to see a black shadow wrapped in rotten and dilapidated pitch-black cloak, like an arrow arriving in an instant, hovering in the air!

Its whole body was wrapped in a rotten and dilapidated pitch-black cloak, its face could not be seen under the hood, only a pair of pale, withered, and joint-protruding giant claws reached out, tightly gripping a rusted, blood-dried, thick and long iron chain.

The Gou-Die in Li Yan's bosom also suddenly became scalding hot.

It was a Night-Wandering God infected by demonic energy!

"Squeak squeak~"

The hair monkeys ran around in fear, and hurriedly carried Tu'er Ye, whose Qi was weak.

Clatter!

The Night-Wandering God infected by demonic energy immediately waved his hand and threw out the iron chain in his hand.

This thing was exactly the Great Luo divine ability "Soul-Hooking Rope."

Dealing with Yin souls and divine souls, this method was the most powerful.

The iron chain spread rapidly in the air, but when it was close to Tu'er Ye, another iron chain whistled over.

It was Li Yan's "Soul-Hooking Thunder Rope," which also showed its true form here.

Different from the other party, Li Yan's chain had a pitch-black iron claw in front.

This was a fossil spirit treasure left by an ancient night owl, which he had refined into the Soul-Hooking Rope, adding power.

The iron claw flew, directly entangling the other party's soul-hooking rope.

Almost instantly, Li Yan felt a giant force coming from the air, and at the same time, the two iron chains tightened.

"Humph!"

Li Yan snorted coldly, his mind moved.

Zizi!

On the iron chain, thunder light flickered cracklingly.

The Night-Wandering God infected by demonic energy also stiffened instantly, black smoke rising all over his body.

"Go quickly!"

Li Yan gave a low shout, and the hair monkeys immediately carried Tu'er Ye and ran away.

And the "Night-Wandering God" above also gradually broke free from the thunder light, spitting out a mouthful of black mist, spreading along the soul-hooking rope.

Li Yan knew that demonic energy was immortal, and pure thunder method naturally couldn't execute it.

Seeing that Tu'er Ye's figure had dissipated, he didn't hesitate to grip the Gou-Die and said in a deep voice:

"Heaven has discipline, earth has rules, Yin Office detains souls, mortals avoid!"

In an instant, wild wind blew around, Yin Qi from the Netherworld emerged, and the surroundings quickly fell into darkness.

But this time, the Yin Office troops didn't move.

Li Yan could feel an aura that made his heart palpitate suddenly descend.

Capturing demonic energy must be the descent of a Yin Office divine general.

Although he closed his eyes and couldn't see the other party's appearance, he could sense that this divine descent was at least a zhang tall.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The ground vibrated, and heavy footsteps came.

Soon after, a shrill and unwilling roar came from the air, and the sound of iron chains shattering.

Wild wind whistled, the darkness dissipated rapidly, and the demonic energy together with the infected Night-Wandering God had already disappeared.

Li Yan looked at the peach tree behind him, his brow furrowed slightly.

He had originally thought that the Yin Office divine general would take away the evil things behind, but the other party didn't meddle in other people's business.

It seemed that this matter of saving the children's souls still had to be done by him.

Performing transcendence would inevitably be cursed and backlashed by the Queen Mother god statue.

Acting directly, the innocent children's souls would also be difficult to preserve.

Don't know what other methods there are...

Just as Li Yan was deep in thought, the sense of impending death struck again.

He looked up, only to see black mist after black mist whistling from four directions.

The remaining four demonic energies!

Li Yan gripped the Gou-Die again, but the spell in his mouth didn't chant.

Only to see those four black shadows occupying the four directions in the air, just surrounding him.

And on the broken walls opposite, a figure appeared again at some point.

The other party was in green robes, his figure dashing, holding a folding fan in his hand, but wearing a white mask on his face.

Clatter!

The opponent shook his wrist, and the folding fan opened, impressively written with a big "Money" character!

More importantly, his left hand also held a yellow silk.

It was the "Earth Official Amnesty Treasure Proclamation"!

With this thing, even if he summoned Yin Office troops, they would be temporarily expelled.

"Zhao Qingxu?"

Looking at the other party's figure, Li Yan's expression was gloomy.

"Just a name..."

A clear voice came from under the mask, "Zhao Changsheng said you were a serious threat and issued a kill order. Now it seems you are indeed extraordinary. Such a remote hiding place could be found by you."

Saying this, he looked around, "I am very curious, what benefits did Heaven and the Yin Office give you that are worth working so hard? Is it those Gang orders?"

Li Yan said coldly: "None of your business!"

"Of course it matters."

Zhao Qingxu was not angry; he shook the folding fan in his hand, which bore the character for "Money." "The world is bustling, all for the sake of profit. With your aptitude, it is truly a pity to be a dog for those fellows in the Great Luo Dharma Realm. It would be better to defect to my command."

Li Yan laughed, mocking: "You are not worthy!"

"Hahaha..."

Zhao Qingxu reached into his bosom and took out another item.

It was impressively another copy of the "Earth Official Amnesty Treasure Proclamation"!

He joked: "Money can make ghosts push the mill, and immortals are no exception."

"This thing is hard to get, but we can easily get it. Do you really think that in Heaven, everyone is pure and desireless?"

Looking at the two "Earth Official Amnesty Treasure Proclamations" in the other party's hand, Li Yan's heart sank.

No wonder this demon dared to appear.

Even if he could delay time and summon Wen Lingguan using the Bing-Ding Soul-Born Talisman, the other party could avoid it.

Li Yan gritted his teeth: "Since you have this treasure, why are you babbling!"

He had already decided to fight for his life, using the divine transformation method to turn into a thunder god.

"Not urgent."

Zhao Qingxu's tone was somewhat playful, "Let's make a deal, how about it?"

Li Yan said in a deep voice: "What deal?"

Zhao Qingxu looked at the

Li Yan was stunned. "Aren't you companions?"

"Companions? Hahaha..."

Zhao Qingxu laughed. "The human heart is extremely selfish. As long as the price is sufficient, one can sell anyone."

"Even if it means selling Zhao Changsheng, it is not something that cannot be discussed..."

(End of chapter)