Chapter 6: Ghost Foxes and Strange Species, Mostly Human Feelings

This person is a practitioner of the Penetrating Law who has already broken through the Sensory Realm and begun to practice magic arts, but his Qi Refinement is impure and his magic power is not high. However, when it comes to long-lasting breath, he is much stronger than me. Qian Chen first scrutinized the half-bald head-shaven monk. He shook the Seven-Kill Banner, which could only exert its power for a few moments, but looking at the monk's appearance, shaking the evil banner would likely not leave him breathless even after an hour.

But the dozens of ghost foxes in the demon banner are mostly old foxes with only a little spirituality and have not become demons.

No wonder this person won't let go of the old fox family.

Qian Chen was a bit uncertain. The old fox family relied entirely on the array within the grave to resist. In Qian Chen's view, that array was created by human Jianghu sorcerers; since it could be usurped by the old fox family, its power was nothing more than that. But the monk kept agitating the evil banner, creating a huge scene, gritting his teeth and stomping his feet, shaking his head and wagging his tail, looking exactly like a seizure.

From time to time, he sprayed a mouthful of black Qi on the demon banner. This black Qi is his own magic power.

But Qian Chen didn't understand. This kind of thin and filthy Qi is actually magic power? And magic power is not used as one wishes, why do you have to pinch the formula and recite the spell, and then spray it out?

He immediately and tentatively raised the Heaven-Veiling Umbrella to protect himself, then quietly released the Dragon-Sparrow Ring. Amidst the rolling black qi of the evil tiger banner, the ring-sized Dragon-Sparrow Ring was inconspicuous. Qian Chen kept it close to the weeds on the ground, circled behind the monk, and then the Dragon-Sparrow Ring expanded, encircling the monk's head.

With another twist, the half-bald head disappeared, leaving a body spraying blood in place.

The evil banner in the monk's hand suddenly lost control after being sprayed with essence blood. A ghost tiger emerged from the banner surface, and dozens of ghost foxes ran out from the grave, rolling back onto the monk's body along with the dense black qi. Then the ghost tiger feasted on flesh and blood, quickly eating the monk's body clean. Relying on the evil banner, it manifested a soul body, its eyes blood-red and extremely violent, relying on instinct to seek blood food.

The nearest blood food is, of course, the old fox family.

Seeing that the evil disciple and demon had just been eliminated, and another monster and evil ghost went to trouble the old fox family, it can be said that the luck is low to a certain extent.

It is also that life should not be cut off, so Qian Chen bumped into it.

Qian Chen raised the Seven-Kill Banner, and the boundless malevolent qi easily suppressed the black qi. Then the Dragon-Sparrow Ring fell again, expanding to the size of a water vat to encircle it, only then putting away the evil banner. Qian Chen wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead and muttered to himself: "Killing that monk was easy, but dealing with this evil banner is much more troublesome."

"I almost couldn't suppress the struggle and backfire of this demon banner..."

Qian Chen adjusted his breath silently, and after his state was fully restored. He came to the fox grave and said indifferently: "It's already safe. Old man, you can come out and see..."

In the fox grave, since the demon banner backfired, it was strangely quiet. Hearing this, the white-browed old fox carefully poked his head out of the cave, looking at the nervous appearance, afraid that if there was something wrong, he would shrink his head back.

The old fox saw that it was really Qian Chen, and was overjoyed: "Thank you, benefactor, for saving my family's life!"

He stood up and bowed to Qian Chen. Qian Chen smiled: "I was practicing magic nearby and came to see when I heard the movement. This person had no defense, so I succeeded in a sneak attack! What is the origin of this person, why is he so ferocious, and why does he want to take your family's life to practice?"

The old fox carefully tiptoed to poke its head out and look. When it saw the place where the monk died, there was only a pile of messy skeletons, only then did it set its heart at ease, howling and crying: "This little demon doesn't know who he is, only that he should be a person from the Meishan Sect. He threatened this little demon earlier, using it to scare this little demon once when demanding the spirit pills."

Qian Chen frowned secretly when he heard the name of the Meishan Sect: "Meishan is a big sect, a big sect that suppressed the world in the Jin Dynasty. There are thousands of disciples walking in the world, and it was once a pillar of the righteous path, but later they didn't distinguish between good and bad when accepting disciples. The disciples in the sect gradually became arrogant and extravagant, and there were many evil deeds, but it was also a big force. If they squeezed it lightly, our family would all turn into dust..."

"Pillar of the righteous path?" Qian Chen frowned secretly when he heard this: "I haven't traveled the world yet. So I provoked a big sect that was once a pillar of the righteous path? But this disciple, with such low magic power, evil deeds, and lawlessness, can also be counted as a pillar of the righteous path?"

Although there were doubts, Qian Chen still comforted him: "This person is dead... it's hard to have trouble, but this place is gradually exposed, I'm afraid it won't be stable anymore, it's better to move to another place quickly!"

The old fox said: "I shouldn't have indulged them to steal the wine offered by people to their ancestors. They ran to scare the passing woodcutter."

Qian Chen laughed secretly in his belly, so that's how fox feasting is...

As a result, the old fox scolded, and cried even more miserably: "But my few sons, this time half of them died, and no one will steal wine for me to drink anymore..." He cried out of breath, and Qian Chen felt a little silent after watching. This old fox cherished his family, and his true feelings were revealed. He really didn't look like a beast.

And the evil disciple of the Meishan Sect, violent and cruel... made Qian Chen unable to distinguish who was more beastly and who had the light of humanity for a while.

A group of little foxes ran out of the grave, surrounding the old fox's knees. The two white foxes Qian Chen saw earlier were also among them. The other big foxes that came out were all injured, and many injuries were quite heavy. Qian Chen was slightly moved. It can be seen that these little foxes can be so safe, it is the reason why the big foxes protected them with their lives, and although the old fox was a bit embarrassed, he was also intact.

Respecting the old and loving the young is rare.

Respecting the old and loving the young is indeed rare.

Inside were only some clothes, a lot of money, and some sundries. The only useful things were a Dao scripture, a gourd, and a few talismans.

"The storage bag on me is something given by Miaokong, so I need to be careful. In the future, these things must be replaced. The Taoist sect's storage magic treasures, the Primordial Tao likes to use storage bags, the Lingbao Tao loves to use sword bags to store sundries, and my Supreme Tao often uses gourds. The small red-skinned gourd in the evil disciple's bag has some spiritual energy, which can be refined into a storage magic treasure."

Qian Chen tied the gourd to his waist, put away the Dao scripture and talismans, threw the storage bag to the old fox and said: "There are some healing medicines inside. It's not convenient for you to move, so this bag is given to you!" The old fox was again a thousand thanks...

Watching the old fox carry his family and flee in a panic, even a few little foxes were carrying flower cloth bags as big as themselves, and hurried away into the mountains under the cover of night. Qian Chen watched them disappear from his sight before turning around and singing: "Flower demons and fox charms, mostly human feelings, forgetting to be strange species. Greedy and cruel evil disciples, beastly nature is obvious, almost no human heart... Such absurd and unreasonable, why be a human?"

The sound gradually drifted away, and Qian Chen's figure also blended into the night.

Qian Chen found a desolate place, released the Hundred-Ghost Evil Tiger Banner that was forbidden in the Long Quehuan, and suppressed it with the Seven-Shatter Banner. Only then did he see that the forbidden seal on the demon banner was extremely crude. It could only be said that it was barely a magic treasure. It relied entirely on its bloody, violent, and cruel nature, and it had some power, but it was inferior to the Seven-Shatter Banner.

The grade of this magic treasure does not entirely depend on power. This evil banner was refined from the remains of an evil tiger. Relying on the evil tiger's instinct to control the ghost, using the evil tiger as the main soul to control the hundred ghosts, it can be said that most of the power is based on the evil tiger's instinct supernatural powers. In addition, after being refined, it harmed many fox ghosts as accomplices, so the power is not bad.

But the forbidden seal is crude, so it is difficult to control ghosts.

This kind of evil magic treasure, relying on the power of ghosts, if it cannot control the evil ghost, it is equivalent to raising a tiger to cause trouble. Therefore, the more evil magic treasures, the more attention is paid to the way of controlling demons. Power and restraint are the truth.

Such heterodox magic treasures, relying on the power of ghosts, if one cannot control the evil ghosts, it is equivalent to raising a tiger that will cause trouble. Therefore, the more heterodox the magic treasure, the more it emphasizes the way of controlling demons; balance between power and restraint is the principle.

Qian Chen didn't want to use such filthy things, so he used the Seven-Shatter Banner to consume it for half an hour, and destroyed the demon banner together with the ghost tiger on it.

Qian Chen was not very willing to use such filthy objects, so he used the Seven-Kill Banner to grind it down for half an hour, destroying the evil banner along with the ghost tiger on it.

"I asked the old fox what major cultivation sects are nearby, but I didn't know any of the names he said. Could it be that I have been silent in the Louguan Dao for too long, and those famous sects have all vanished like the Louguan Dao? Upper Pure Palace, Shaoqing Sword Sect, Zhengyi Dragon Tiger Xuan Tan, Jade Void Palace, Kunlun Sect, Great Sumeru Temple, Leiyin Temple, Three Immortal Islands... Yu Jiuyou, Blood Sea... Ancient Witch Sect."

"Looking at the way Miaokong was chased and killed, could it be that they are all sects like the Meishan Sect?"

"I don't know which sects are the masters of the Supreme, Primordial, and Lingbao three Daoist lineages now."

Qian Chen returned to the abandoned residence and worked harder. By the third day, Qian Chen was fully prepared. He emptied his mind and immersed himself in the Samsara Guide in front of his chest. When he opened his eyes again, he had arrived at a world that could not be described.

In front of him was an ancient bronze gate, depicting countless scenes of war.

The Heavenly Court was towering, the Yu Jiuyou were deep, the gods roared, the demon gods struggled... There were immortals riding cranes to the Tiangong, and there were blurred figures in the palace, sitting in front of the alchemy furnace. The God Emperor sitting in the Heavenly Court waved his sword, cut off the earth, split an abyss leading directly to the Yu Jiuyou, countless gods were neat and tidy, and killed into the Yu Jiuyou... In the deepest part of the Yu Jiuyou, there was a blurred portal.

That tragic Qi almost rushed to his face, making Qian Chen stay for a long time. He sighed and came back to his senses. Just as he was about to lift his hand to push open the gate, he looked up unintentionally and was suddenly stunned.

He saw himself on the gate...

In the pattern at the highest part of the bronze gate, an indescribable figure raised his head and picked up a slightly glowing bead.

Qian Chen inexplicably knew that this was himself!

The bronze gate didn't wait for him to move, and it opened with a bang... Behind the gate was an endless sea of clouds, which sucked Qian Chen, who was caught off guard, into the portal. The bronze gate disappeared behind him. He stepped onto a cloud platform paved with white jade, looking at the empty cloud platform, Qian Chen couldn't help but complain: "I thought there was an ancient Tiangong behind, with the Lingxiao Treasure Hall written on it!"

"Ancient Tiangong, Lingxiao Treasure Hall theme background... Three hundred million morality points! Do you want to exchange?"

A grand and cold voice echoed.

This voice pulled Qian Chen back to reality, and he secretly slandered: "This is the Main God of the Penguin family! No wonder there is only a simple cloud platform... It turns out to be a paid item."

"I don't have a cent, how can I exchange it?" Qian Chen spread his hands and said.

"The prospective Samsara traveler possesses the spiritual treasure Supreme Dao Dust Bead, which can be exchanged for thirty million morality points!" The voice said, unfolding a golden list in front of Qian Chen. Countless divine weapons, magic treasures, spiritual pills, and even ancient artifacts, heavenly books, and Dao scriptures were all on it with a suitable exchange price.

Qian Chen didn't look at it at all. Dao Dust Bead? This is his life!

Qian Chen suspected with a small heart that the Lord of Samsara wanted to cheat him of his bead... "Do you know that the bead is my main body? How can I sell my main body? But then again, if I sell my main body, what will happen?"

He hurriedly took back his idea of making death.

"No bead, just one life." Qian Chen quickly restored his free and easy self, smiled and said: "Main God, I want to check the mission!"

"This is the Samsara Land of the Heavens, I am the Lord of Samsara."

"Fake Main God! I want to check the mission..."

"Fake Main God! I want to check the mission..."