Douluo mainland: I am Qian Renxue's fiancé

Chapter 287: Wraithful spirits and crazy monsters! Gushan ghosts and fairies! Secret things!

Author: Likes to eat cold preserved eggs

Chapter 287: Wraithful spirits and crazy monsters! Gushan ghosts and fairies! Secret things!

In addition to immortals and monks, there is another kind of cultivator in this world.

That is the ghost fairy!

The reason why they are called ghosts and immortals is not because they are transformed into immortals after their death, but because they are cultivators of immortality who have evil thoughts and go astray.

Most of these ghosts and immortals are cultivators with limited talents and lazy nature.

In order to break through to a higher realm, he will not hesitate to fall into the hell of cause and effect forever, and not enter reincarnation just to live this life.

It is not difficult to cultivate the realm of ghosts and immortals. Even mortals have the opportunity to aspire to the realm of immortals!

But there is one thing! Kill! Kill without restraint! If you don’t kill enough within a year to provide the energy and blood needed to support the power of ghosts and immortals!

Your cultivation will disintegrate and disappear between heaven and earth! You will never be able to live as a human being for eternity!

Even if you are lucky enough to be reincarnated, you must have entered the beast's realm!

With memories reduced to livestock to be slaughtered!

Because of this, there are very few people who practice this art of ghosts and immortals.

Even to a certain extent, ghosts and immortals are more disgusting than demons!

Although they hate this method, the people of the Demon Cult like the people who practice this method, just because they are people or monsters who practice ghosts and immortals!

The whole body is extremely evil! The murderous aura and blood energy are even stronger!

It is most suitable to use monks like this to refine human elixirs!

Legend! If you use ghosts and immortals to make elixirs, you will have a better chance of getting some luck!

When the elixir is completed, heaven will send down the luck to those who make the elixir!

In this wild world! An extra bit of luck means an extra bit of opportunity!

It is said that hundreds of thousands of years ago, there was a son of luck!

Born to be blessed by the luck of the great road! His cultivation reached the realm of true immortality when he was a child!

Every time I travel! It’s a chance to find rare treasures! Ancient ruins and so on!

Because of this, the major forces in the prehistoric world regard their fate as fate!

What a pity! Even though he was blessed with the destiny of heaven, the son of that destiny was targeted by the saint!

Deprive him of his luck and occupy the magpie's nest! As for whether the rumors are true or false, only people of the three religions and nine streams can know.

"Come out, don't pretend to be a ghost. Master Dao is here just to find out the truth."

Standing next to the pile of human bones, Zijun stood with his hands behind his hands, looking straight into the depths of the ancestral hall and shouting.

In the dark ancestral hall, the sinister wind gusted! It was as terrifying as the howling of ghosts and wolves!

Although this battle is scary, it cannot scare Zijun. As early as when he stepped into this place,

He then felt that the spiritual power condensed in this temple was not comparable to the realm of immortals.

"The truth? Hehehe~!"

The harsh eunuch's voice sounded again, and four green flames rose up in the dim ancestral hall!

Surround Zijun and Ziming! Seeing this scene, Ziming was so frightened that he raised the black flag in his hand!

"Ah! Don't come over!" Zi Ming suddenly screamed!

Fortunately, Zi Jundao is stable and has seen some big things in the world.

Otherwise, this kid's sudden scream might scare people out of their wits.

Seeing the black flag in Ziming's hand, doubts came from the depths of the ancestral hall.

"This magic weapon... seems to have never been seen before..."

"Stop guessing, this treasure is not yours to get your hands on. I will count the last three numbers and pretend to be a ghost, so that you can see the power of this treasure."

When the strange creature was meditating, Zi Jun interrupted and threatened without changing his expression.

"Pan...Pangu Banner..." the strange creature said in a complicated tone.

Shock, panic, fear! But there is no coveting!

In ancient times, this treasure was conceived by heaven and earth!

Divide yin and yang! Manage the five elements! Endless derivation! Breaking the world, ancient and modern, is not a problem!

Anyone who obtains this treasure must be a person with great karma and great luck!

As for the innate treasure in the hands of Hongjun Daozu and the immortals, it is just the spirit of the true treasure!

There is a huge gap between it and its true innate treasure!

Don't talk about anything else! If all the immortals in the prehistoric world have this innate chaos treasure in their hands, how can they talk about their demise?

If the jade dish of creation in his hand was really the jade dish of creation, why would Taoist Hongjun join forces with other saints to fight against Demon Ancestor Luohu!

And all these innate treasures! Although there is one word difference from the real innate chaos treasure, their power is completely different!

And this! In order to give all living beings in the world a chance of fair survival, Heaven deliberately separated the innate treasures!

"You have good eyesight. I'm afraid you, a ghost, have been alive for a long time, and you still haven't shown up soon enough!"

Zijun half-squinted his eyes, staring into the dark depths of the ancestral hall.

Bah! Bah!

Like the sound of clay falling to the ground, the strange creature revealed its true form!

The left shoulder is tall, the right shoulder is short, and there is a flesh-colored tumor on the right side of the head that is bigger than the head!

The eyes are not long horizontally, but vertically on the bridge of the nose!

The lips that stretch up to the base of the ears are dark and thin at the top.

The lower lip is thick! There are scarlet raised chicken pox on the lip.

When he doesn't speak, he has a weird smile on his face, which looks really weird!

The lower body is bloated, and the feet look like lizard feet, with thin slices of flesh connecting the toes.

On the exposed belly, there are three twisted human faces!

The one at the top looks like a greedy expression, and the left and right sides show jealousy! And abusive faces!

"Ugh~" Seeing this scene, Zi Ming, who was still new to the world, immediately turned pale.

Holding the Pangu flag in the right hand, holding the stomach with the left hand and bending down, he vomited!

"The resentful spirits gathered together, looking like five animals, with ugly faces, greedy, angry, stupid and resentful! This is not a ghost or fairy, this is clearly a resentful spirit."

Zi Jun frowned and analyzed, this ugly and disgusting face is exactly the resentful spirit and madness recorded in ancient books!

This monster is neither a monster nor a ghost! It is the transformation of the evil spirit in the world! It is the person who likes to eat alive and has evil thoughts in his heart.

"The little monster doesn't know that the young master is a true immortal. The childish evil spirit disturbed the immortal earlier, so I hope the immortal won't be surprised."

The resentful spirit is strange and moves slowly. The four skinny black hands on both sides of the belly cupped their hands and bowed to Zi Jun.

"Are you responsible for the current situation in the City of the Past?" Looking at the scary-looking Chigui standing two meters away, he asked.

The latter shook his head no, and his vertical eyes moved up and down, as if he was afraid.

"I wonder if the immortals are here to subjugate demons, or are they here out of curiosity?"

A sharp eunuch's voice came from Chiguai's mouth, and he asked instead of answering the question.

"So what if I'm curious? What's the point of subduing demons?" Zijun suddenly felt confused.

This idiot seems to be hiding something. Could it be that there is someone else behind it?

Thinking of this, Zijun asked again.

"Despite the truth, if the spirit is not high in cultivation, I will be kind enough to get rid of it for you."

After a moment of silence, Chiguai glanced at Zi Ming, who was hunched over and holding a Pangu flag, and said.

"Thousands of years ago, I was the Great Immortal of this land, and my predecessor was the incarnation of a rat and wolf. The people here looked up to me and built a shrine for me, and I also tasted the incense..."

At that time, in order to repay the people here, Xiao Xiao responded to all his wishes and illnesses.

If you want wealth, you will go to the Hundred Thousand Mountains to find the golden veins; if you want to be sick, you will go to the mountains to find medicine...

Alas... Since ancient times, there has been a saying that blessings and misfortunes depend on them, and misfortunes lie on the blessings.

For thousands of years, he has been absorbing the incense offered by the people. His cultivation can be said to be rapid.

Five hundred years ago, I almost survived the tribulation and became a half-immortal!

What a pity! Hateful! It’s all because of it!

(End of chapter)