I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

Although he could only see the other party's back, Qiao ciguang immediately reacted. He was only able to come here because he was a sacrifice, and the groom was most likely the target of the sacrifice.

Even if he wasn't, he must be very important.

At the thought of this, Qiao ciguang did not hesitate. He extended his hand and struck the groom with his palm!

BOOM!

The palm energy was shattered by a cold force in the air.

A ghostly figure flashed past and immediately stood in front of Qiao ciguang.

"Bride, quickly perform the wedding ceremony." The Sang village chief glared at Qiao ciguang with a vicious gaze and a bewitching tone. &Quot; my son's wife was supposed to be a dead person, but you're the living. So, you can't be the wife, but a concubine. &Quot;

&Quot; the ceremony is about to begin. As an old man, I'll grant you special permission to use the etiquette of a wife entering the house. &Quot;

"Aren't you going to quickly go in and perform the ceremony?"

As he spoke, a strange force continuously attacked Qiao ciguang's state of mind, forcing her to agree with the other party's statement.

However, Qiao CI's eyes flickered and she sneered, not affected in the slightest.

This kind of ghostly trick was always effective against cultivators with weak wills or insufficient cultivation.

But to her, it was like a gentle breeze, completely useless.

Qiao ciguang immediately stretched out his hand, and a flower branch that looked like it had just been snapped off instantly appeared in his hand.

This flower branch was about a foot long, and on the brown branch, there were white buds blooming.

Countless tiny and complicated spell symbols were faintly visible on the branches, petals, and buds.

This was Qiao ciguang's life-bound magic weapon, Wan Xuanzhi.

"Everyone must kill the evil!" Qiao ciguang said coldly. With a point of her dainty finger, a dozen white buds on the myriad profound branch instantly fell off and turned into a Frosty Moon blade. It cut through the sky and slashed towards village chief in a strange arc.

Village chief's expression changed. Looking at the moonblades that were whistling over, he raised his hands and grabbed randomly in the air, grabbing all the moonblades in his hands.

For a moment, beilei's moonblades were all restrained and unable to move.

Sensing the vast and majestic power between the village chief's palms, which was not something a core formation realm cultivator could contend against, Qiao ciguang changed the hand seals in his hands and the entire flower branch suddenly transformed into a flying sword with dense sword Qi. A sharp screeching sound could be heard and it had already pierced through the village chief's body!

Buzzzzzz!

The long sword pierced through the village chief's chest, and the whistling sound slowly came to a stop.

However, the next moment, the village chief turned into a cloud of black mist and quickly gathered to form a new body not far away. He was actually intact.

Qiao ciguang's expression was grave, and the hand seals in his hands changed again. The aura on his body became stronger and stronger, and the flying sword suddenly turned a corner in mid-air. With a slight shake of the sword body, it immediately split into two, two into four, and four into eight.

Eight identical flying swords, with a cold air and a cold sword intent, roared and slashed at village chief.

At this moment, the village chief's face suddenly faded rapidly, and the five facial features on his face disappeared quickly. Countless blood-colored runes appeared around him. He did not Dodge, and his entire person was suddenly shrouded in a mist that suddenly appeared.

&Nbsp; whoosh whoosh whoosh ...

The flying sword cut into the fog and instantly disappeared like a clay ox entering the sea. It couldn't hurt Village chief at all.

Immediately after, the fog rapidly expanded and filled the entire area, blocking everyone's vision.

But at this moment, a clear voice sounded, " "Collect!"

In the next moment, the dense fog began to thin at a rapid speed. In just a moment, all the fog was sucked in by a powerful suction force, and it was sucked into the green gourd suspended in the air.

After collecting the mist, the Jade-colored gourd immediately landed in Qiao ciguang's palm. The eight flying swords also appeared from the void and merged into one again, transforming back into the flower branch and circling around her, floating up and down along with her breathing.

Even though his vision was clear again, Qiao ciguang did not relax in the slightest.

From this exchange, she knew that the village chief in front of her was extremely powerful. It was not wise to continue fighting with him. She had to get rid of the groom who was receiving the sacrifice first!

At the thought of this, Qiao ciguang's mind moved and a thin, jet-black thread instantly appeared in her hand.

This was the spirit binding silk, specifically targeted at sneaky things.

As long as it was bound by this magic treasure, no ghost could resist!

Qiao ciguang's hands quickly formed hand seals, and the spirit binding silk quickly leaped up and bound the village chief. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the WAN Xuanzhi split into eight, and like a poisonous flood Dragon coming out of its cave, they slashed at the groom.

Seeing this, the village chief flew into a rage. His son was currently devouring the young master's life Providence, so he definitely couldn't be hurt!

In an instant, the village chief exploded with a terrifying aura ...

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At Zi village.

The funeral procession entered the village and was about to split up. At this time, a villager hurried over and said with an anxious expression, " "Village chief, bad news! The village suddenly started to die, it seems to be a curse."

&Quot; we've already done it according to the rules. Why is there still such a disaster? "

"Did the rules change again?"

&Quot; change what? from what I see, it's simply because Zi village's time is up. We can't live! &Quot;

Anxiety and uneasiness lingered in the hearts of the villagers. Before the chief could reply, they could not help but start clamoring.

"A curse?" When the village chief heard this, his expression changed drastically. He immediately turned around and asked the wandering cultivators, " among you, is there anyone who wears red at night and picks up flowers during the day? "

According to Zi village's rules, whoever wore red at night and picked flowers during the day would definitely be chosen during the drawing of lots for the next sacrificial offering.

If he was just chosen, it was nothing.

At most, there would be a few more sacrifices.

But this time was different!

This time, the female immortal directly used herself as a sacrifice to get the offering stick.

Therefore, the other people in the village, whether they were villagers or foreigners, did not draw lots again yesterday.

The village chief didn't even know that there were other offerings.

Now that the curse had suddenly descended upon the village, it must be because the offerings were too little.

He had to quickly find the missing sacrifice and make another sacrifice before dark.

The wandering cultivators who were participating in the funeral looked puzzled. Then, they shook their heads and said, " "No, we didn't see anyone wearing the red Xue flower yesterday."

Hearing this, the village chief was startled. Wasn't there someone wearing a red Xue flower?

What was that?

In his panic, the qi and blood in his chest churned, but he quickly calmed down and ordered, " "Call everyone over and draw again. Someone in the village must have broken the rules!"

The villagers immediately did as they were told and scattered to call for help.

Immediately after, village chief instructed the wandering cultivator, " "Please call your people over and draw a lot. Someone must have broken the rules since the curse has befallen the village. We'll know who broke the rules once we draw a lot."

The wandering cultivators looked at each other expressionlessly.

What did the deaths of the people in Zi village have to do with them?

However, this village was strange. The village chief looked like a mortal, but who knew what was inside?

The wandering cultivators didn't dare to offend him. Someone said, " "Sure, but you'll have to wait for a while. We still have fellow Daoists who haven't returned."