Chapter 261 The Incident of Hongyun
Zhao Shanming was refined into a ghost and could withstand many spells, but he was no match for Chen Wang after all.
Chen Wang's energy and blood are like rainbows, his eyes are like torches, and the sword in his palm is extremely sharp. He chases Zhao Shanming and cuts him down!
Xiu Ba Sword was not raised by him at this time, but was infused with the power of Qi and blood, becoming extremely hot and emitting a faint red light!
This kind of energy and blood has a great restraint effect on sinister ghosts, even ghosts.
Zhao Shanming let out screams one after another, extremely shrill, and then fled towards the mountains, turning into a line of blue smoke at an extremely fast speed!
Zhao Shanming wanted to lure Chen Wang to the location of the tiger demon.
This was the idea he had previously deceived Chen Wang into seizing the elixir together.
The tiger demon refines the monk into a ghost, deceives people for him, and introduces him into the cave to eat him. He often does this kind of thing.
Zhao Shanming is a disciple of the Spiritual Medicine Valley. He has good cultivation and is in the late stage of Qi training.
To be able to kill him and turn him into a ghost, this tiger demon might be in the foundation building stage.
If he really leads me there, there may be an unexpected danger!
But how could he outrun Chen Wang? Chen Wang transformed into lightning and used the power of the God of Thunder to strike directly at him!
Click!
The green smoke in the middle!
Zhao Shanming's figure emerged and screamed!
Thunder and lightning are the power of the Sun, and are the most powerful against ghosts like them.
But at this time, Zhao Shanming's body became ethereal.
After all, the ghost ghost was different from the ordinary lonely wild ghost. He turned into blue smoke and left again!
Click! Click!
His figure appeared several times one after another, and was chopped on the head by Chen Wang with a sword, causing his head to fly high!
Zhao Shanming screamed, and his headless body rose into the air to hold his own head!
He grabbed his head in his hands, but unfortunately the Xiuba Sword had the power of scorching blood, like boiling oil poured on ice water. It was painful to take his head back and he screamed!
He immediately fled to the mountains to avoid having his hands and feet cut off by Chen Wang, and then pieced them together again and again.
Finally, he no longer had to suffer this kind of torture.
The bell in Chen Wang's hand has the power to summon souls. He controlled it step by step,
Zhao Shanming was finally beaten to the point of being beaten to pieces!
After death, a person turns into a ghost and it is difficult to escape. It is better to disappear into ashes.
Otherwise, dignified immortal cultivators would die for monsters, lose their true intentions, and show their ugliness.
After Chen Wang killed him, he looked up and found that he was far into the mountain. He squinted his eyes.
"There are so many dangerous monsters in this mountain, so we should be careful."
Chen Wang identified the direction and wanted to rush towards Fangshi, but after thinking about it, he went to the shanty town instead.
When I came to the shanty town, I found that there were many dilapidated houses here. Many places were in a mess and had not been cleaned up.
Some people's houses were empty and new ones were built.
Although the immortal cultivators lived in a somewhat shabby place, the places they lived in had strong aura,
Furthermore, some immortal cultivation items can be exchanged with each other.
They don’t pay much attention to material comfort.
The houses are basically relatively simple, mostly wooden huts and thatched houses.
Now some new houses have been built again.
Chen Wang came to his house and found that it had been smashed into ruins and no one cared about it.
That day, when he saw two Foundation-Building Stage monks closest to him taking action, he immediately decided to make a strategic retreat, so he didn't know what exactly happened that day or how many people were fighting.
Chen Wang stood in front of his house in the shantytown for a while, when someone suddenly called him.
“Chen Wang!”
Someone shouted uncertainly.
Chen Wang turned around and saw a man in his thirties, wearing a blue gown and looking a little elegant.
"Fellow Daoist Qin," Chen Wang said, cupping his hands.
This man was previously a neighbor in the shantytown, Qin Yong, an alchemist. He usually made some elixirs and exchanged them in the market.
The two did not have a big friendship. , but this person is gentle, quite kind, and has a good relationship with the people around him. Qin Yong pulled him aside and said, "Fellow Daoist Chen, I thought you were dead. Your house was smashed into pieces."
Chen Wang twitched the corner of his mouth and said : "It was too chaotic that day, so I took advantage of the chaos to escape, hid for a while, and just came back."
There are also mortal dynasties outside the world of immortality, but no one wants to stay there and would rather live a miserable life here.
The lifespan of immortal cultivators is long, which is not comparable to that of ordinary princes.
Qin Yong sighed: "You reacted so quickly. Fortunately, you escaped. It was a bloody sight that day!"
He sighed a little.
Chen Wang's house was in ruins, so Qin Yong invited Chen Wang to sit in his house and poured tea for Chen Wang.
The tea in the world of cultivating immortals contains a touch of spiritual energy and tastes great.
Of course, this is not a high-end spiritual tea, but after Chen Wang stayed in the cold winter for a while, he could clearly drink the spiritual energy in this tea, and couldn't help but sigh,
I couldn't help but smack my lips.
Qin Yong saw this and couldn't help but think: "I don't know where this fellow Taoist Chen went to a remote mountain, and he drank this wild camellia so deliciously."
Chen Wang asked: "Fellow Daoist Qin, I don't know what happened that day, and what is the current situation of Hongyun Sect?"
He wanted to learn about the latest situation of Hongyun Sect from Qin Yong.
Qin Yong thought of the bloody events that day and sighed: "That day, the Seven Star Sect, the Five Poison Sect, and many aristocratic families besieged the Hongyun Sect. They were in chaos. Some people also had evil intentions and killed Go out.”
“No one paid attention to the low-level casual cultivators like us. It’s interesting to say that most of the casual cultivators who died that day died at the hands of their own people.”
Although he was smiling, there were complicated emotions in his eyes.
Chen Wang knew what he meant. Taking advantage of the chaos to kill people and seize treasures, many people would transform into thieves and bandits in a chaotic situation.
This is a very common thing.
Qin Yong looked a little refined. He took a sip of tea and continued:
"There is something wrong with Patriarch Hongyun's practice. None of us knew before that he married The purpose of having multiple concubines is to replenish the pure yin energy of women and solve problems in practice."
"At that time, I thought that the ancestor wanted to work hard to sow seeds and give birth to offspring, but now I see. Come, the seeds of the turmoil were planted at that time."
"There was also a golden elixir master who took action that day, but I don't know who he was."
"Ancestor Hongyun is really powerful. That day, fire burned half the sky. I saw the fight here. The scene was extremely shocking!"
"I thought the other party was confident and the Hongyun Sect was in danger, but the Ancestor Hongyun was extremely So brave, he actually defeated the mysterious Golden Elixir master."
"And the Hongyun Sect had already invited some helpers, lurking silently in the mountains."
"There are quite a few. The masters of other sects took action and severely damaged the enemy in a melee, and also defended the foundation of Hongyun Sect. "
Qin Yong finished speaking in one breath and drank the tea in his hand.
Thinking of Chen Wang's delicious drink just now, he thought to himself: "Is it because my tea-making skills have improved again?"
But he smacked his lips and found that the taste of the wild mountain tea was still so thin.
(End of this chapter)