Chapter 5: The wild fox turned into a ghost statue
I saw the statue suddenly became several feet tall, slowly opened its eyes, and a scarlet light shot out.
The two men stopped hesitantly, bowed to the statue and said, "I wonder who you are, your master? The two of you are disciples of Master Qiankun of Xishan Cave."
< br>"Oh." Tang Yuan also became interested, "Jindan Zhenzhen, I didn't expect that these two people's Taoist cultivation is ordinary and unsightly, but they are disciples of Jindan Zhenren?"
The statue just shouted angrily, "Since you see the god, why don't you worship!"
Under the sweeping momentum, a gust of wind blew throughout the small temple, blowing the fire bright and dark.
The group of Jianghu guests only felt the pressure like a mountain or a sea coming towards their faces, and they knelt down on the ground. The two monks struggled for a moment, but could not resist, and knelt down tremblingly.
Only Tang Yuan was still lying there with his usual expression, looking at the statue with interest.
The towering statue glanced at Tang Yuan and roared again, "Since you have seen the god, why don't you worship!"
At this time, the sky also cooperated with the roaring thunder, and again A thunderbolt lit up the temple.
The half-dark statue showed a ferocious ghost appearance, with a purple face and fangs, and four eyes, all of which emitted a soul-stirring light.
The two monks had some knowledge, and they knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "The young one was ignorant and bumped into the Dharma Chariot of the God. Please have mercy on the God and spare my life."
In demonic realms like Northern Xinjiang, what sentient beings worship is not the Buddha, but various demons, demons, and yakshas...
Some are famous demons from Jiuyou, and some are simply trained by demons. The divine magic body that he made, in this way, he stole his willpower, belief and practice.
In Tang Yuan's previous life, there were three incarnations of gods and demons of the Demon Lord level. They were all demon gods who had received hundreds of millions of incense, and were almost comparable to the gods of heaven.
But as long as it belongs to the magical body of God, the weakest person also has the power of golden elixir.
Tang Yuan said slowly: "Oh, it turned out to be a heavenly ghost. This is the best among ghosts. It can only be born when the earthly evil energy between heaven and earth is combined with the resentment of human beings. This earthly evil energy must be in place. It belongs to the seventy-two earth evil spirits, and the resentment can only be satisfied by killing all the millions of people at least. In this way, the heavenly ghost will be the Yin God level as soon as it is born, and it is also one of the best materials for demons to cultivate the magic body of gods. "
"I think back then, the Ghost Crying Sect wiped out the country with hundreds of millions of people in the Far West, and then used the Mysterious Yin Demon from the End of the Earth to train a Heavenly Ghost at the level of Yuan Shen. But he didn’t want to get away with it, and instead he became the Ghost Emperor of Yinshan today.”
He paused, shook his head and said, “Although your illusion is real, it can’t create one ten thousandth of a ghost. Majesty, if he just transformed into a Yaksha or Shura, it might be more convincing."
After Tang Yuan told him, the statue was stunned for a moment, and then it looked like a vajra with angry eyes. The dim light became more intense, and in conjunction with the storm outside, the thunder and lightning roared, giving people a sense of the power of God as if it were a prison.
But the two demon cultivators also saw the fierceness of the statue. If they were real gods and demons, how could they just use their aura to suppress others if they were humiliated like this?
The young man with a thief head and rat eyes drove the long-tongued ghost to rush towards the shrine, and the statue of more than ten feet was turned upside down by the long-tongued ghost.
A gray headless statue rolled to the ground, and the pressure that filled the entire small temple dissipated.
Tang Yuan saw a white figure flashing past him from the corner of his eyes. After escaping to the Xiangtai, he asked, "Is it really a fox?"
The two people were frightened by the fox's illusion. With no dignity at all and full of ugliness, he was extremely angry at this moment, so he commanded the long-tongued ghost to wreak havoc, vowing to find out the bluffing guy.
Those charlatans were originally overjoyed to see the statue show its power and frighten the two of them, but Tang Yuan's words ruined the idea.
Looking at the angry two people, I just felt that my life was slim.
The fool who stabbed him just now had his wounds stopped by his companions. However, looking at the spreading blood, the air in was less than the air out.
The two demon cultivators couldn't find the fox, so they turned to Tang Yuan and cupped their hands and said, "I don't know if I can see where that person is. He dares to harm us like this. If he falls into our hands, , I must treat him well and make him live but not die."
The young man also said with a lewd smile: "If fellow Taoist is interested, the three of me can play with this woman."< br>
In his words, he already recognized Tang Yuan as a fellow traveler.
As the young demon cultivator's face came closer, Tang Yuan saw that he had a big black wart on his face, with two crooked hairs growing on it.
Coupled with his triangular eyes and his wretched demeanor at the moment, it was simply hideous.
Tang Yuan's mood suddenly changed for the worse.
He frowned and said: "You can call me fellow Taoist, but you ugly thing ruined my mood for nothing and you should be killed!"
Before he finished speaking, a white and tender fist suddenly hit him. The young demon cultivator wanted to get close to him again, but he never thought of such a turn. He only had time to open his mouth wide, but without saying a word, he was smashed across the body. Tang Yuan stepped down again, directly destroying the soil where the wart grew.
Then he took a long breath.
“Much more comfortable.”
All of this happened in the blink of an eye. In the blink of an eye, the young monk who was still angry and arrogant turned into a corpse, and his head was replaced. It turned into a pile of minced meat.
The middle-aged man opened his mouth wide and hesitated, unable to speak. He was obviously shocked by this scene.
As soon as the owner of the long-tongued ghost died and lost his restraints, he suddenly went crazy and rushed towards Tang Yuan.
Tang Yuan was about to kill it, but found that its target was actually the corpse of the young man on the ground. The whole ghost lay on the ground, biting at the corpse, and roared.
Tang Yuan heard from that roar a resentment that could not be washed away by the water of the world!
He looked at the middle-aged man. The man was so frightened that he trembled and stammered: "This, this ghost is his first wife, and their child...the child was also made...by him... The ghost baby.”
"What are you afraid of?" Tang Yuan patted the man on the shoulder and said pleasantly: "His appearance really messes with other people's mentality. Look at you, you have a standard demonic face. It makes people feel comfortable physically and mentally. , Why should I kill you?”
“Don’t you feel uncomfortable every time you see that wart and want to beat him to pieces?”
The middle-aged man said in his heart: “I I usually want to kill him, but I just covet him as a long-tongued ghost. How can I be murderous because of his appearance? This man is indeed an old devil with deep demonic nature. "
But he still talks about it. He responded and said: "Senior, you have spoken to my heart. I am always irritated when I see his warts on weekdays. What senior has done is really satisfying."
Tang Yuan threw it over with appreciation. Eyes, "You really understand me."
Only then did those Jianghu people recover from the shock. Looking at Tang Yuan's nonchalant smile, they felt even colder in their hearts. They froze there, not daring to move.
After the long-tongued ghost ate the young monk, he followed his instinct and killed Tang Yuan.
This kind of imp who has been cultivated by demons has lost its essence after being consumed by various inhuman restrictions, and it is difficult to be reincarnated.
Tang Yuan had no choice but to end her ghost life with one punch.
The ghost's glance before his death seemed to have restored clarity for a moment, showing the slightest trace of gratitude.
Tang Yuan looked back at the middle-aged man, and his tone changed: "Although you are very magical, smart and sensible, I can't beat your golden elixir master! What do you think I should do?"
"Golden elixir!" The middle-aged man cried sadly, "Our master is just a Qi refining practitioner. How can he reach the golden elixir? Give me ten more courages and I won't dare to sue my seniors. "It's like this."
"You dare to claim that you are true when you refine your qi?" Tang Yuan was surprised at first, but then he thought about it, in this remote and remote place, a monk in the qi refining realm might be something.
He rolled his eyes and said again: "Tell me about your master."
In order to survive, the middle-aged man even revealed the fact that his master had newly married a seventeenth-room concubine. come out.
Seeing that this man was going to talk endlessly, Tang Yuan said angrily: "Focus on what treasures he has."
According to this middle-aged man, there are actually a few of them. The treasure is suitable for the Tang Dynasty.
Not to mention anything else, if there is a ginseng king that is three to four hundred years old, it will be enough to cast his Tao foundation into pieces.
"It is said that a horse does not grow fat at night. That is not right. As a righteous person, how can you not act chivalrously and slay demons?"
"This is what righteousness likes most. The script!"
Tang Yuan asked again about his master's many evil deeds.
He is the king of the mountain, bullies the weak, and commits many evil deeds... He is rich.
This kind of fat sheep...this kind of evildoer, it's time for the hero Yi Bo Yuntian Tang to take action. ”
A smile appeared on the corner of Tang Yuan’s mouth.
(End of this chapter)