Chapter 384

The Nine-Child Mother Heavenly Ghost is not so easy to refine successfully. A girl of the six yins who contains resentment and has suffered all the tortures of the human world is just a prerequisite for refining this set of gods and demons.

Girls of the six yins like the woman's daughter need to be prepared in full nine...

After nine girls of the six yins have their internal organs removed, they will replace the internal organs, and six types of demonic magic artifacts refined with dozens of human lives will be placed in their internal organ positions. Then, three hundred and sixty secret magic treasures will be tattooed on their human skin, and they will be soaked in a blood cellar for one thousand three hundred days.

After soaking their flesh in filthy blood and turning them into a bloody ghost shadow, they will be taken to be refined with living souls. Before refining, a magic array must be set up, and magic fire must be used to temper their souls for eighty-one days, until the souls turn into demons, and then they will be sealed in a soul-refining altar for three years, during which nine batches of gu materials will be added...

The first time, nine yin demons are added; the second time, eighty-one yin demons are added; the third time, three hundred and sixty yin demons are added; the fourth time, one formless yin demon is added...

By the ninth time, forty-nine formless yin demons and eighty-one tangible yang demons must be added!

Only if the souls of the girls of the six yins are full of resentment and extremely bloodthirsty can they survive these nine refinements in this soul-refining altar.

After devouring one hundred and thirty yin and yang demons for the ninth time, the girl of the six yins can initially condense into a heavenly ghost body and travel through the void. At this time, refining it with the bloody body, once the soul and body are united, the heavenly ghost body can not only enter and exit the void freely, but also has extremely fierce killing nature and strange magic power. Once released, ordinary Core Formation True Persons can be killed with one claw.

When the heavenly ghost soul and body are united, nine heavenly ghosts can be refined together.

It is also a demonic magic artifact with great power, but this kind of magic artifact has deep resentment and is very easy to kill its master.

Once the master's secret magic treasures sealed in its bloody body cannot control it, the nine heavenly ghosts will backfire on their master. Therefore, even people of the demonic path rarely refine this kind of magic artifact. But refining it successfully like this is only the Nine-Child Heavenly Ghost.

Only a Core Formation cultivator of the demonic path who practices the "Method of Achieving the Uninterrupted Ghost Mother" and refines their own soul and transforms it into an Uninterrupted Ghost Mother can, when breaking through to the Yin Spirit stage, use the soul of the mother of the nine-child heavenly ghost as a magic guide to refine the nine heavenly ghosts into their own split souls, cultivating the natal god and demon—the Nine-Child Mother Heavenly Ghost!

In the past, Qian Chen's first life-and-death enemy, Miaokong, achieved his natal god and demon with this method, but this also buried a foreshadowing, and he was calculated by Qian Chen with the Three-Corpse God and Demon, leading to the Nine-Child Heavenly Ghost backfiring, finally suffering a disastrous defeat.

And when Qian Chen's demonic body was achieved, it was even more so with the Uninterrupted Ghost Mother as the soul, the Blood Sea Demon Body as the blood, the Great Strength White Bone God and Demon as the bone, and the Moon Demon Painted Skin as the skin—

The Supreme Supreme Supreme Tian Mo's supreme thought, the original demon body descends to the mortal world!

When achieving the demonic path with this body, all the previous hardships were felt personally. Only by bearing all the karma achieved by the Supreme Supreme Supreme Tian Mo body can one achieve an almost perfect original god and demon body. When the demonic path reaches this realm, what is needed is the courage to bear the hardships of others together. The pain of torturing others before will all backfire at this moment and be borne by oneself.

Only in this way, having experienced every bit of the demon body's experience, can it be considered an achievement cultivated by oneself.

On the day the Supreme Supreme Supreme Tian Mo was achieved, if it weren't for Qian Chen's demonic thoughts having a great terror and great obsession of ignorance, easily subduing these backlashes, if it were someone else, they might have already gone crazy.

This is also the reason why Qian Chen has not used his demonic body again when facing his two great enemies, Li Linfu and the Peacock. The Great Supreme Supreme Tian Mo and the Peacock Great Wisdom King are all small matters; Qian Chen does not think he cannot deal with them.

But only his own demonic body, experiencing the achievement of the Original Supreme Supreme Tian Mo, bearing all hardships without realizing it, without changing his expression, is absolutely a top-notch ruthless character.

So, why is it said that a person's greatest enemy is oneself?

Thinking of the various things that can be called inhumane when refining the Nine-Child Mother Heavenly Ghost, Qian Chen no longer had any good expression.

In his eyes, the Xin family was just an ant that could be wiped out at will, a sacrifice for the Ghost Mother to pay her blood debt. But such a big move as refining the Nine-Child Mother Heavenly Ghost naturally could not be stirred up by a small Xin family. Only the demonic cultivators hidden behind them are worthy of Qian Chen taking action personally to kill all those who refine heavenly ghosts.

But these demonic cultivators are also very cautious and have never appeared in person from beginning to end, relying entirely on side pushes and utilizing the Xin family's baseness and shamelessness for everything in refining heavenly ghosts.

If it weren't for Qian Chen being truly familiar with the demonic path's set of refining gods and demons, he wouldn't have been able to catch their horse's feet. Now, although the Ghost Mother has appeared, the truly important girls of the six yins and the heavenly ghost living souls have not been found. Moreover, these people of the demonic path are very alert, always hiding behind and have not appeared until now.

Qian Chen sat in front of the desk, his fingers tapping lightly on the desk, lost in thought... After a long time, he raised his head: "Still have to beat the grass to scare the snake..."

Qian Chen turned his head and said to the woman: "Li likes upholding justice the most! You want revenge... I'll help you!"

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "The reason you can't get revenge is, first, the Daoist Academy's spiritual talismans are blocking it; second, this Xin family has not been negligent in sacrificing to their ancestors, with offerings in all four seasons and flourishing incense, and they have also opened a small piece of yin soil in the family ancestral hall, protected by a little ancestral shade; third, although Old Master Xin has not cultivated into the Dao, he has learned some ways to deal with you from that evil book."

These arrangements can still block wandering ghosts, but they are equal to nothing against a real Daoist practitioner. The only thing to worry about is that Wang Longxiang is still here, and Qian Chen cannot use many methods openly.

The sound of the clapper for the third watch outside the door had already sounded, and everything was silent. Qian Chen pushed open the door and walked under the big locust tree in the courtyard.

He looked up and reached out to draw his sword. A cold light flashed from the iron sword, and he chopped off the section of the locust tree with the heaviest yin qi. This section of the locust branch was the one where Madam Xin had hanged herself before. It was infected with the yin qi of the dead and could be considered a low-grade spiritual material.

The sword light in Qian Chen's hand moved, and before long, he carved a wooden figure with a blurred face. He threw the locust wooden figure, and it disappeared as soon as it fell into mid-air, being possessed by the ghost woman, covering her ghost qi and turning her into the appearance of an ordinary person.

"With a possession, ordinary ghost-driving methods won't be able to deal with you!" Qian Chen said indifferently: "Have grievances, settle grievances; have hatred, settle hatred. Go find him yourself. Don't hurt innocent people too much; I will solve the rest for you!"

The ghost woman bowed deeply to Qian Chen, turned into a gust of yin wind, and disappeared.

Qian Chen flicked his hand and pulled the Ear-Dao God out: "Why, do you still need me to worry about your own affairs?"

"Scare, just scare hard! It's enough to be a jinx..."

The Ear-Dao God was helpless. It jumped off Qian Chen's shoulder, waved its talisman brush in mid-air, and drew a ghost fox with green eyes. The three-tailed fox with white fur all over its body carried the little person and galloped out of the courtyard. The fox shadow flashed in the darkness, extremely strange.

The night-patrolling servant was holding his hands, walking on the road tremblingly. He seemed to see a white shadow flash past the corner of his eye, which scared him so much that he stopped his steps immediately and said tremblingly: "Just now... it seems like something swept past!"

"It should just be a rabbit or a fox or something!" another servant said, emboldening himself: "Didn't they say the immortals from the Daoist Academy have all come? How would a fierce ghost still dare to make trouble?"

At this moment, a strange fox-like laugh came from the night, and the laugh said: "Monkey is not monkey, king is not king; owe me, pay the debt!"

In the main hall, the Xin family man who was lying on the couch in a daze suddenly woke up, hearing a night-owl-like bitter voice in his ear saying: "Black and dark, bloody and messy, empty stomach, no heart or liver; parents want to sell their own children, internal organs made into soup!"

The man screamed in fright, his seven-foot body curled up in the corner. Old Master Xin opened his eyes suddenly, picked up the peach wood sword by his hand, thought for a moment, then picked up a big sword that was said to have killed many people, which he had spent a lot of money to invite, and stood at the door of the main hall, glaring: "Who is playing god and ghost? Do I, Xin Wuxu, fear you?"

In the night, a white shadow galloped past, and the low sobbing echoed clearly in the night sky: "Black and dark, bloody and messy, stomach hungry, eat mud and sand; own children lost their lives, ah! Mother comes to the door, straight and stiff!"

The steward next to him said in a low voice: "Master, it seems to be a fox?"

"Went to the chicken coop?"

Old Master Xin picked up the sword, called a team of servants, held a torch, and went toward the chicken coop, snorting angrily: "Is the Xin family out of human aura? What ghost fox dares to make trouble!"

He looked back at Wang Longxiang quietly and found that Wang Longxiang was silent, just following behind them. Even so, Old Master Xin's courage was much greater. Arriving at the chicken coop, seeing the big rooster raised at home still standing on top of the chicken coop, motionless, he relaxed half of his heart.

Old Master Xin also knew the habits of poultry. Once they lose their vision at night, they will be motionless. This is also why many fierce roosters are bitten to death by foxes and weasels without any resistance at night.

This rooster of his has shiny feathers, a majestic comb, and most rarely, its beak and claws are as hard as iron, and it has a fierce temperament. This one of Old Master Xin's is only fed with live five poisons, and it is fed dozens of iron-backed centipedes every day.

Any poultry, its eyelids are naturally under the eyes, and those whose eyelids are above, like humans, are strange species.

Its name is "Angry Eyes," which can avoid evil spirits and dispel ghosts!

This kind of strange species, even at night, has vision. Even when feigning sleep, it will open its eyes as if glaring, hence the name. Ordinary ghosts come before it, disturb this strange species, and it crows, like announcing dawn and seeing the sun, containing pure yang qi. Ordinary wandering ghosts who hear this sound will have their souls scattered.

So when this strange thing happened, Old Master Xin first came to the chicken coop, worried that the ghost would kill his treasure.

Seeing the rooster's comb tremble, Old Master Xin relaxed and turned back: "The Angry Eyes Chicken is fine. I suppose the ghost left as soon as it came, not daring to hurt anyone in front of the Young Master!"

"Master, the eyes of that chicken... why are they blood-red!" The steward pointed at the chicken coop and said tremblingly.

Old Master Xin turned back immediately, walked up with a torch. Under the illumination of the torch, the big rooster was motionless, but its two eyes were blood-red and eyeless, like a ghost.

A group of servants were scared and retreated a step together. Old Master Xin also pinched the sword in his hand tightly. At this moment, Wang Longxiang walked up, pointed at the eyes of the Angry Eyes Chicken, wiped a bit of blood color down, twisted it on his fingertip, and said: "The chicken is fine, it was just dotted with eyes by someone with resentful blood!"

An old man who knew the business hugged the chicken down and sighed: "Yang qi is gone, yin qi covers the eyes, this chicken is ruined!"

"Ghost covering eyes! The resentment of this fierce ghost has grown again! Even the eyes of the Angry Eyes Chicken can be covered!" Someone whispered.

"Master, look!" At this moment, a scream came from the side. Everyone followed the sound and saw a young servant pointing at the eaves, his face terrified and distorted. Old Master Xin looked up and saw that the strange beasts on the eaves had also been dotted with blood spots by someone. Old Master Xin strode into the house, looked for the sculpted gods, and saw that all those wooden statues, clay sculptures, and stone carvings had been dotted with blood-red eyes.

"Gods and Bodhisattvas can also have their eyes covered!" The oldest old servant said tremblingly: "How fierce is this ghost? Even the Bodhisattva's eyes are covered?"

"Master! That ghost covered the eyes of these gods, it means it wants to start a massacre! It wants to destroy your Xin family's door... doesn't want the Bodhisattva to see!" The old servant screamed, retreated, his legs went limp and he stumbled, but he still struggled to stand up: "I'm not doing this job! I'm not doing it!"

After saying this, he turned and rushed out of the Xin family door.

For a time, people were panicked, and all the servants had the intention to retreat.

Old Master Xin's face surged with red, white, and iron-blue, and he roared: "Who dares to destroy my Xin family's door? With the immortals of the Daoist Academy here, who dares? Who dares? Isn't there still a Dharma Master in the back courtyard? Call him here, perform rites!"

Old Master Xin pointed to the sky and the ground, roaring.

The steward reminded: "Master, there is also the ancestral hall!"

Old Master Xin's face changed: "My ancestor's spirit tablets and portraits!"

The group rushed to the ancestral hall again. Just as they arrived at the door of the ancestral hall, they saw drops of blood seeping out of the plaque of the ancestral hall. Old Master Xin's face changed again. Following the bloodstains, they went in, only to see all the spirit tablets on the spirit hall tilted, and the ancestor statues and portraits worshipped were all dug out of their eyes, leaving behind eerie black holes.

Wang Longxiang looked at this scene and muttered in a low voice: "Blind without eyes!"

Old Master Xin's face turned blue and white. He let out a howl that was not human, his face twitching and ferocious: "Ancestors! My ancestors!"

Wang Longxiang picked up a spirit tablet that had fallen to the ground, and a small corpse of a person wearing paper clothes the size of a palm fell out. He shook his head slightly: "Incense messenger, this ancestral hall's incense has lasted for at least a hundred years to be able to raise such a spirit creature. This spirit creature is connected to your family's luck, and it will try to warn you when disaster strikes!"

"Even the incense messenger is dead! Your family's ancestral shade..."

Wang Longxiang shook his head slightly. The ancestral shade of the Wang family of Langya are all officially canonized righteous gods, comparable to a fourth-rank City God. They were all in the Yin Spirit realm before they died, so what are they afraid of from demons and ghosts?

But the Xin family is just a poor family. Being able to have a hundred years of incense and raise an incense messenger to communicate between the yin soil and the yang world is already quite remarkable. Protecting the Xin family, suppressing ghosts, and making them only able to kill people far away from the ancestral hall, protecting the Xin family's descendants, is already the result of the Xin family respecting gods and ancestors and the ancestral spirits doing their best to protect them.

Compared to the ancestral shade and blessed land of the Wang family, it is far behind.

Now that something truly tricky has come to the door, even the ancestral spirits are being dug out of their eyes and tortured to death in the yin soil! The incense messenger also died tragically.

This is definitely not the ghost from before.

It is something even more terrifying. Wang Longxiang frowned slightly and thought to himself: "Could it be that they have taken action?"

"Ah ah ah!" A burst of messy crow calls came from outside the ancestral hall.

Old Master Xin's expression froze again. He walked out with the sword. The big tree with lush branches and leaves outside the ancestral hall had lost its branches and leaves at some point, and crows were densely packed on the tree, cawing messily. A crow held an eyeball in its mouth, staring at the crowd below with its head tilted. The eyeball was bloody. Old Master Xin held his breath and slashed the long sword in his hand at it.

The sword was thrown fast and accurately, killing the crow that couldn't dodge in time.

The dead bird fell under the tree. Someone emboldened himself and went up to search, shouting: "It's a wooden one!" He picked up the eyeball, wiped off the blood, and revealed the wood quality underneath.

At this moment, a scream came from the main hall, tearing through the night sky...