Chapter 34: Fighting Against Evil Spirits and the Cause and Effect Involved

Behind him was a flying centipede-like ghost. Of course, the external body was not important to the ghost. What was important was the ability to use Yin Qi. In fact, there was not much difference between them and cultivators. They all stole the power of heaven and earth to seek magical powers.

Feeling the strong cold and cold air emanating from the ghost, Wu Yi did not think he could escape at first. However, after the ghost appeared, it seemed that the target was not him, but rushed towards the mortals in Qibu Town.

Without thinking too much about why, Wu Yi ran towards the mountain gate with the wind under his feet. As for the mortals in Qibu Town, he abandoned them behind. It was not that he did not save them, but that he could not save himself, so how could he care about others.

Seeing that the ghost he summoned was so stupid, the ghost king living in Li Tian's body was furious. Although he understood that the intelligence and fighting skills of ghosts like this who did not grow from the bottom were much worse than those who grew from fierce ghosts to higher-level ghosts, such stupidity also made him angry.

"Evil creature, have you forgotten what to do?" The ghost king shouted fiercely, exuding an unparalleled aura, as if he was the king in this world.

But if these mortals who were lying on the ground and begging for the ghosts without noticing them dared to raise their heads, they would find that with every word the ghost king said, the body of Li Tian, ​​where he was living, would become older. The originally elegant and handsome Li Tian suddenly became old, with chicken skin and white hair, and his teeth fell out.

The ghost king was burning Li Tian's life to gain a short-term control over the avenue.

Fortunately, although the flying centipede was a little stupid, it was precisely because of this stupidity that it could not see that the ghost king was just bluffing and was at the end of his strength. Of course, it might also be that the flying centipede was a creature similar to a clone formed after the yin energy of the ghost king dissipated. It had an innate sense of conviction in the ghost king, so it would stop devouring the mortal body without thinking, and approach the ghost king to accept the ghost king's command as soon as the ghost king exuded his aura.

After finally controlling the flying centipede, the ghost king looked up and saw that Wu Yi had already run two miles away. He could only see a small back figure.

"Little bug, cough cough, where else can you run to?" The ghost king's body, Li Tian, ​​was almost exhausted of vitality by him, and his face was horrifying. At this time, the ghost king smiled again, and he looked even more like a living person, with a ghostly aura.

The flying centipede shook its hard feathers, and a violent wind was raised around it. Several mortals who were close were blown away and hit the wall. Their lives were unknown, but they were much luckier than those who were directly pierced by the flying centipede and split in two. At least they would not have to endure the pain of being torn apart. Seeing them lying on the ground wailing, with a look of horror on their faces, trying to grab the other half of their bodies that had been split apart, the scene was bloody and cruel.

In the world where supernatural powers appear, mortals are the most humble existence, and no one cares about their feelings.

Feeling the cold and gloomy air approaching from behind, Wu Yi knew that he could not run anymore. The evil ghost was equivalent to a cultivator in the foundation-building stage, and Wu Yi's speed was simply not as fast as his. After only half a mile, Wu Yi was caught up.

Turning sharply and rolling several times on the ground, Wu Yi narrowly avoided the attack of the flying centipede, but felt a hint of coldness on his back. Wu Yi knew that the yin energy had entered his body. If he did not have the ghost pet, it would naturally be extremely troublesome, but with the pet, through the connection with the pet, Wu Yi quickly solved the problem of the yin energy.

Because it was a fatal blow, the flying centipede could not control its body and flew forward for a long distance before stopping. Wu Yi did not take advantage of this time to continue running. There was no point in running now, and he would only be caught up. Now he had to wait for the foundation-building cultivators at the level of professors and deacons in the temple to come. They were so close that they would not be too slow.

But if Wu Yi knew that the help he hoped for had actually appeared a long time ago, and was just watching his performance from the side, I don’t know what he felt in his heart.

The flying centipede turned around, and Wu Yi saw Li Tian sitting on it at a glance. He just saw the old face. Although he didn't show any emotion on his face, he was deeply shocked in his heart. Is this still the face of a living person? It was lifeless. Even if Wu Yi didn't know physiognomy, he could see that his life was almost over.

"What happened? Is it a ghost?" Wu Yi murmured to himself.

But the ghost king didn't give him much time to think, and drove the flying centipede to fly towards Wu Yi. He was definitely the most anxious person at the scene. He was so close to the Taoist temple, and the master in the temple would come at any time. He couldn't leave even if he wanted to. If he couldn't devour Wu Yi's Dao Yun, he wouldn't be able to leave even if he didn't recover much and was entangled.

Something is going to be exposed. Wu Yi thought.

The Dao Yun spread out, and Wu Yi's heart became extremely clear. So far, he could only use this Dao Yun on himself, and it was almost impossible to affect the outside world. Like the origin of the Dao that cultivators generally comprehend, gold, wood, water, fire and earth, as long as they comprehend it, they can be used in the outside world, and their combat power will be greatly improved.

But the great way of tranquility also made Wu Yi focus on the battle, and he had fewer chances to make mistakes. Often, when cultivators competed, especially when they were almost equal, they competed to see who made fewer mistakes. This was particularly important when the cultivators' realm became more advanced, because at that time, a battle often took several years or even hundreds of years.

Wu Yi should be thankful that he encountered an immature evil ghost. Although it was at a high level, it had very little experience in fighting, and was not as good as a spirit ghost. If it weren't for the strong evil spirit, Wu Yi wouldn't have to dodge.

But the gap is the gap. Even if he could easily avoid the attack of the flying centipede, the strong wind caused by its movement and change still made Wu Yi's face hurt, as if it was about to be torn apart.

"Why are you so slow?" Wu Yi cursed inwardly.

"Little bug, give up struggling and let me swallow you obediently to save the pain of dismemberment." The ghost king grinned with a hideous face. Although he could vaguely hear Li Tian's voice, Wu Yi clearly understood that it was not the same person.

The ghost king spoke to shake Wu Yi's fighting spirit while forcing the flying centipede under his seat to intensify the attack. Although the words had no effect on Wu Yi, the endless Yin Sha sprayed out by the flying centipede was really life-threatening.

Wu Yi felt icy cold just when his sleeves touched the Yin Sha. His sleeves were also stained with a little frost and then shattered. It is not difficult to imagine what would happen if a human body touched it.

The evil spirit spread little by little, and soon surrounded Wu Yi. The ghost king showed an expression of victory at the corner of his mouth, but the next moment his face became much more solemn.

The reason was simple. A three-meter-high stone tablet appeared in front of him. Wu Yi did not expect that the stone tablet that was only three feet in his sea of ​​consciousness would grow to three meters high in the wind. This was the stone tablet he visualized, the stone tablet engraved with "Fengdudulu".

However, his cultivation was not enough at present. According to the description of the Taoist scriptures, if this stone tablet was fully developed, it could evolve into a netherworld, connecting life and death, and leading to reincarnation. It was extremely powerful.

What Wu Yi could do at present was just to visualize one or two ghosts entering, and many of them were what he saw and heard during his trip to Dahuai Town.

The stone tablet stood upright, and the evil spirits could not shake it at all. Even if it were not for the flying centipede's secret control, these evil spirits might still be suppressed. Dense ghosts flew out of the stone tablet, including human snakes, bears, tigers, and all kinds of them.

All of them were imagined by Wu Yi. Although they were not even spirit ghosts, they were just first-class evil ghosts, and they had almost no intelligence. They all relied on Wu Yi's guidance. However, as long as Wu Yi was not dead, the ghosts would not be eliminated. It was a good method for group battles.

At first, the ghost king was frightened by the inexplicable aura of the stone tablet, and he did not dare to act rashly for a while. However, after seeing the means used by Wu Yi, his face was full of fierceness, and he felt that he was deceived.

Driving this flying centipede to rush around, ignoring the various ghosts imagined by Wu Yi, the momentum was overwhelming.

Suddenly, the flying centipede wailed, and a black snake was entrenched in its lower abdomen, biting it hard, and the Yin Sha Qi flowed out.

But the flying centipede was an evil ghost after all. Although it was injured and painful, it was immediately intact. Its sharp legs like steel knives cut down, but the flexible demon had already left and wandered behind it, always wanting to take another bite. Yin Sha Qi was a great tonic for it.

The flying centipede, which lacked combat experience, was suddenly at both ends, not knowing whether to continue forward or to deal with the one behind it first, and was actually stunned.

The ghost king was furious and forced it to move forward.

Yun Sa, who was hiding deep in the clouds, saw this scene and said to Wang Chuchen beside him meaningfully: "Your disciple has a lot of tricks up his sleeve."

From Yun Sa's perspective as a Jindan Zhenren, Wu Yi's every move could not be hidden from his eyes. The stone tablet should be a visualization of a Taoist technique. When he was fighting with the ghost king before, the body technique was an extremely clever method of accumulating power and using power. It belonged to the power, but it seemed that it was impossible to reach the Jindan directly, but if he practiced diligently, it would be good below the Jindan.

As for Wu Yi's ghost pet, he had discovered it when Wu Yi used it to absorb the Yin Qi that penetrated his body. He could also feel the vague connection channel between it and the ghost pet. If he was not afraid of surprising the ghost king, the Dao rhyme would spread out, and he could even hear the content of the conversation between Wu Yi and the ghost pet clearly.

Yun Sa glanced into the distance and said: "Junior brother, there are some strangers coming, go and clean them up."

At the gate of the Taoist temple, several professors in the foundation-building period came together and should arrive here soon.

Wang Chuchen said nothing, concealed his figure, and stood in front of those people in a few breaths. He waved his hand and told them that Yun Sa Zhenren was handling the matter of Qibu Town.

Several professors in the foundation-building period were surprised and shocked. It turned out that Yun Sa Zhenren had not left yet, but they did not dare to ask too much. With Zhenren here, why did they need them, so they left one after another.

Seeing that the matter was handled, Wang Chuchen moved back to the original place. He knew that this was a test of Wu Yi by Yun Sa. If Wu Yi passed it, he would naturally gain a lot, and Yun Sa would also be able to get a good reputation for recommending talents. If he failed, it would not be a pity for Yun Sa Zhenren, as it was just a game.

At present, Wang Chuchen thought that Wu Yi's methods were normal, without any evil and unorthodox techniques. Even among the inner sect, there were many people who raised ghosts, so there was no need to be surprised.

The sect allowed disciples to keep the adventures they gained from their training, but they were never allowed to violate the sect's principles. Fortunately, Wu Yi had not violated them yet.

The battle below fell into a stalemate after Wu Yi used all his methods. Overall, the ghost king was still better, but no one had the ability to solve the other party in an instant.

The ghost king's heart sank a little bit, and he vaguely felt the prying around him. It didn't mean that he had discovered it. It was more like an intuition, just like a veteran who had been on the battlefield for a long time would retreat outside the enemy's encirclement. It didn't mean that he knew that the enemy had set an ambush here, but it was an intuition.

The Ghost King was truly promoted from a fierce ghost to a Ghost King, and he was extremely experienced. For so long, he didn't believe that no one had come. Now that they haven't appeared, it can only mean that they are lurking around.

Realizing that something was wrong, the Ghost King didn't flee at the first time. He knew that it was impossible to get away now, so he fought with Wu Yi while silently reciting the formula in his heart.

No one noticed, even Yun Sa Zhenren, that when the Ghost King recited to the end, a disgusting breath emanated from his body.

Yun Sa's eyes flashed with light, his face was ashamed and angry, and he shouted: "Ghost, don't run." Man and sword merged into one, and a dazzling white light slashed down.

Wu Yi saw a flash of white light, and the fierce flying centipede in front of him turned into ashes, and "Li Tian" on its back also fell together. It was just that before the white light slashed down, there seemed to be a black light rushing towards him, but it did not hurt him, but flew around him and disappeared.

After the white light fell, Wu Yi heard Yun Sa's voice and realized that Yun Sa was right beside him. He felt mixed emotions.

Yun Sa missed the attack and turned into a stream of light, flying away to an unknown place.

In a dense forest a hundred miles away from Dahuai Town, a human-shaped black shadow flickered and swayed. After it calmed down, a glimmer of light flashed in its eyes.

"Let me help you fulfill your wish!" After he said this, the restlessness in his body completely disappeared and his breath became stable.

The ghost king successfully took advantage of the evil road he controlled to be born in the body of the person who hated Wu Yi the most, or in other words, a ghost, the main body of the demon who had a fateful feud with Wu Yi.

New hatred and old hatred, a brand new ghost king is about to be born.