One thousand and forty-four chapters extremely cold body
Footsteps suddenly sounded, resounding in the quiet mourning hall. The young man's figure suddenly shook. For anyone, the sound of footsteps in this quiet and uninhabited place is a scary thing. .After all, this is a land of the netherworld with countless ghosts.
But the young man didn't. He just picked up the yellow paper in front of him and threw it into the copper basin.
The fireworks in the copper basin had long since dimmed along with the paper ashes, but as new paper money was thrown in, the fire ignited again, and the flames revived instantly. With just one breath, the paper was swallowed up.
The fireworks were blazing, rising a few feet. They illuminated the young man's face hidden under the gauze. It was a face with sickly white skin. Even the heat from the fire could not penetrate the skin, causing him to blush.
The shadow behind him followed step by step, causing the shadow to cover all the spiritual tablets.
The shadow came to the front of the altar table, reached for three sticks of fine incense, placed them on the remaining candles aside and lit them. He bowed respectfully to the altar, then stepped forward and inserted the incense sticks into the incense burner.
The young man waited patiently for the figure behind him to finish all this. When the black figure turned around, the cool breeze in the room was piercing the cold, and the ground was covered with ice. What came into view was a tall figure.
This is just a black shadow, a shadow. It has no features, just a shadow.
What appeared was a shadow, obviously not a living person. But the young man's face was still expressionless. It was unclear whether his face was frozen by the cold wind.
This tall shadow had no eyes, but it had sight. It kept falling on the young man and waited patiently for the young man to speak.
The young man raised his head, and the shadow was clearly reflected in his bloodshot eyes. The face in the shadow seemed to be twisted together, which was very scary. But he remained very calm.
After a long time, the young man said calmly and politely: "Thank you, Ghost Chief."
The shadow nodded and said: "Your mother and I have known each other for a while. Although this incense stick is a little late, it is always with my heart."
The young man still knelt down and looked at the spiritual throne. He said calmly: "The ghost has a heart. If my mother's spirit knows, she will be happy."
"Your mother was sacrificed to the ghosts and immortals by your clan. Her soul has been devoured, so where can she find her soul?" Two balls of ghostly fire suddenly appeared on the black shadow's face, staring at the young man.
The fire was raging, causing the surrounding air to condense, and ice and snow were falling all over the ground. It was obvious that there was great anger in his heart.
The young man raised his eyes slightly, as if he didn't expect this shadow to be so angry.
He only knew that the ghost leader had a close relationship with his birth mother. But judging from the shadow's behavior, it was more than that.
The young man thought for a long time, and after a while, he said calmly: "Mother, this is for the sake of the family. I am willing to sacrifice to the ghosts and immortals."
"Haha." The shadow laughed loudly and said: "Even ghosts and gods will covet your extremely cold body. What qualifications do mere ghosts and immortals have to devour your mother? If you sacrifice your mother to the ghosts and gods and seek their protection, In a land with a radius of tens of thousands of miles, what ghost dares to invade your Zhouzhuang?"
In the Netherworld, living people are sacrificed to ghosts to find shelter. Often a powerful family has a powerful ghost behind it.
The young man took a deep breath and closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were filled with sparkle. There was an extremely fierce murderous intention in the cold air.
"I spoil my concubine and destroy my wife. As the mistress of Zhouzhuang, my mother was plotted against me. There was no need for my mother to be sacrificed by mere ghosts and fairies, but they chose my mother. This ghost fairy was found by the Li family. My mother
They were the ones who informed the ghost immortal about his extremely cold body. Otherwise, how could my mother die?"
A sneer came from the shadows and said: "My child, you are your mother's bloodline, and you are also an extremely cold body. It's just that you have been suppressed by you all these years, so you haven't awakened. Otherwise, you must be thousands of Yin soldiers.
, ghosts will pave the way, ghost kings will call to guide them, ghosts and immortals will lead the way, and ghosts and gods will guide them."
The young man's face sank, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "So what? Do you still have to become a ghost to eat from the mouth?"
The shadow shook his head and said: "You haven't entered the ghost gate, so you don't know. This extremely cold body is the strongest physique in the ghost realm. If you master the ghost realm, your strength may not be inferior to that of ghosts and gods in the future. Then you can surrender to a ghost and god.
, Who is your rival in the whole world?"
"Your mother was the person I took a fancy to and wanted to accept her as my disciple. However, she couldn't let go of your unkind and unjust father and didn't want to leave me. If not for this, she wouldn't have fallen into this fate.
"
"Become a true ghost cultivator and learn the authentic ghost way, so that you can truly conspire with ghosts and be on an equal footing with ghosts. You don't have to become food in the mouths of ghosts."
"Leave with me and teach you the authentic ghost skills. You can avenge the blood sea and kill the ghost immortal!"
The young man picked up a few pieces of paper money again and threw them into the copper basin, letting the fire burn even more intensely. When the fire splashed around and touched his hands, he did not feel any burning sensation, although the cold hair on his hands was already burnt.
"If you directly help me kill the Li family and kill the ghost immortal, I will leave with you."
Heiying was startled when he heard the words, shook his head and said: "Li Shi can do it, but with my current strength, I can't kill ghosts and immortals at all."
The young man smiled, picked up a few money papers again and threw them into the copper basin, clapped his hands and stood up.
The young man was very tall, but still a head lower than the black figure in front of him. He could only stare up.
"You can't kill the ghost fairy, so how can you help me cultivate a being as powerful as a ghost god? And my mother is not reluctant to let go of my father. I'm afraid it's because of me that she doesn't agree to divorce you.
go."
"Because leaving you requires a price, which is to sacrifice me to the ghosts and gods, make a contract with the ghosts and gods, and let the ghosts and gods protect you."
The black shadow was startled again, then laughed and said: "You guessed it right, the price is you. Your mother is a loving mother and is reluctant to sacrifice you to the ghosts and gods. But you have no choice now."
The young man shook his head and said, "If I say I don't want to, what will you do?"
"I will let your Extreme Yin Cold Body awaken at this moment." Black Shadow smiled faintly and said: "The Extreme Yin Cold Body must be sacrificed to ghosts and gods to achieve an equal contract. People with Extreme Yin Cold Body must voluntarily
Use the blood in your heart to draw a talisman to summon you, and then use the same extremely yin-cold body to summon you.
People sacrificed themselves, or sacrificed themselves to ghosts and gods. At that time, the blood of your mother's heart was grafted into your body. And you were still in your infancy, and I had other important things to do. So I gave it up. But I didn't.
Think about it, when you come back this time, your mother will be sacrificed to ghosts and immortals."
"If I summon ghosts and gods, I am afraid that you will occupy the magpie's nest, and I will still die in the end? How can I become the god of humans and ghosts? If you awaken my extremely cold body at this moment, at worst, we will be destroyed."
The black shadow shook his head again and said: "You will not die, I will wait for your blood to be born. Your mother has a very cold body, and so does your grandmother. In your generation, you will be the same. Therefore, your descendants will also have many problems."
The high probability is that he has an extremely cold body."
"You only have this way, so what does your bloodline mean? If you are blessed by ghosts and gods, what woman in the world would you not want? As long as you think about it, all the women in the world can give birth to you. I will give you three days to think about this.
In three days, I will also help you kill the Li family. If you want, you can even defeat Zhouzhuang."
As soon as he finished speaking, the black shadow disappeared into the house. The dancing ice in the room also dissipated with the departure of the black shadow. Only the young man was left alone, looking at the spiritual tablet in front of him, and the three sticks on the black shadow.
Fragrant, only the last inch is left.
"The Extreme Shadow Cold Body is originally the strongest body in the Netherworld. In today's world, it is necessary to hide it. Once it is revealed, whether it is humans or ghosts, they will all swarm in, not for the purpose of sacrificing ghosts and gods.
Even if you are swallowed by a ghost, you will inevitably die."
The young man stood motionless in front of the spiritual throne until a long time passed. Then he sighed and said: "Mother, you stayed in Zhouzhuang for me, and ended up being sacrificed. They say that women are so benevolent.
Cheng Daqi. I am not a woman, so I will not be so benevolent. In order to survive and become stronger, this is the only way I can go."
"You shouldn't blame me, you won't blame me."
When the four people from Chu and Cheng arrived at the manor, they saw that the surroundings were completely dark with no lights at all. They could only vaguely see the stone sculptures of lions guarding the gate on both sides.
Taoist Wuya looked up at the white silk in front of the door and saw the two words "Zhouzhuang" engraved on the plaque. He frowned and said: "This villa is eerie, maybe it's not a ghost village, right? The white silk hanging here is obvious.
It’s just a waste of time.”
"Fellow Taoist Wuya, this is a place of indifference and death. Even the ghost village is still a lonely wild ghost. It can only deal with mortals. We are all second-step strong men. Even ghosts and immortals will come to die one by one.
, why worry? It would be better if it is a ghost village. We are just looking for a temporary place to stay so that you can retreat with peace of mind and die as soon as possible." Zhang Mobai glanced at the white silk hanging on the door, shook his head and spoke.
"In Zhongzhou Continent, you and I relied on Brother Chu, but now that we have stepped out and our cultivation has recovered, your cultivation is the highest. In Netherworld, we can only rely on you in the future."
"That's right, ghosts and immortals are comparable to the second step. But I can be said to be the first person among ghosts and gods. Even if ghosts and gods come, I may not be unable to fight. Because I am Wuya Taoist!" Wuya Taoist!
I think what Zhang Mobai said makes sense.
In the Central Continent for hundreds of years, those tragic experiences have long worn away Taoist Wuya's former temperament, and now he is more cautious. Therefore, he has begun to be a little timid in doing things.
"This is not a ghost village, it is a residence for living people." Chu Cheng said.
He is a body of vitality. Although the demonic clone occupies the main body at this moment, the organic body is still hidden in the body, and he can feel the meaning of vitality more clearly than Wuya Dao Zun and others.
Where there are dead people there is death, and where there are living people there is life.
He walked to the door, knocked hard, and shouted: "Is anyone there?"
Something seemed to knock over inside the door, followed by the sound of panicked footsteps.
"Sure enough, there is someone." Zhang Mobai raised his eyebrows when he heard the noise.
It's just that after a long time, no one opened the door.
Chu Cheng frowned and knocked lightly instead of hard. Every time he knocked, the door shook violently.
If he didn't want to offend the owner of this place, Chu Cheng would have smashed the door with his palm and entered directly.
There are protective formations around the courtyard, which can resist the ghost warriors. But it has no effect on Chu Cheng, the master of the talisman formation. Even if he attacks with force, he can break it.
In the Netherworld, there are five levels of ghosts: ghost soldiers, ghost warriors, ghost generals, ghost commanders, and ghost kings. Each level is divided into upper and lower levels. For example, the lower level ghost soldiers correspond to the gas gathering, and the upper level ghost soldiers are divided into two levels.
Waiting for the foundation to be built. The strength of the ghost king goes from crossing the tribulation to the three mansions and three realms. Then there are the immortals, ghosts and immortals, and above that are the ghosts and gods.
There is a formation to block the ghost warriors here, which shows that there are monks in this village. But their cultivation level is not high, at most they are in Nascent Soul.
"Is there anyone here? Open the door! We need to borrow a guest room in Guizhuang!" Chu Cheng smacked the door hard again, and the whole door banged, and wood dust billowed up, as if it was about to crack.
This time, everyone behind the door was alarmed. Footsteps sounded again, this time it was no longer one or two, but dozens.
Just as Chu Cheng pushed his hand to knock on the door again, he heard a click and the door finally opened.
But at the next moment, Chu Cheng saw a red light emerging from the gap and quickly retreated to the side.
They retreated just in time. Just as Chu Cheng stepped to the left, there was a smell of blood rushing towards his face. Amidst the clatter, a bloody light came to meet him head on. He happened to pounce on a bird standing right next to where Chu Cheng was originally standing.
On the face of Taoist Wuya behind the ground.
"Is this blood, black dog blood?" Chu Cheng saw clearly the fluid on Wuya Taoist's face. If this wasn't blood, what was it? It smelled like dog blood.
"Damn it..." Before Taoist Wuya could even react, he was slapped in the face with blood.
He stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and the palm of his hand was immediately stained with blood. He brought it to the tip of his nose and smelled it. It was fishy, smelly, and disgusting.
"What are you doing! There are many ghosts at night. I saw someone here and wanted to stay here for a few days. If you don't want to, just say it. Why spray people with black dog blood?" Taoist Wuya shouted angrily.
The way.
In the past, anyone who dared to do such a thing to Taoist Wuya would have been slapped away. However, in the hundreds of years in Zhongzhou, Taoist Wuya has been rejected many times. After eating too much, he has become accustomed to it. His first reaction was
To reason with people.
"This..." Those people were stunned for a while and looked at each other.
Chu Cheng saw more than twenty figures standing in front of the door, all of them adult men. Each of them was wearing mourning clothes and holding a magic weapon in their hands. However, their cultivation levels were not high, and the tallest ones were just building foundations.
"Do you think we are ghosts? So you sprayed us with black dog blood?" Zhang Mobai looked at the old man with black dog blood on his face and laughed, trying to hold it back.
"They all have shadows, and their faces are rosy. They should be alive." Someone looked at the four people outside the door carefully and thought for a moment before saying.
"Even the living people are not allowed in. The mistress just sacrificed to ghosts yesterday..." Someone said, suddenly thought of something, his face changed slightly, and he changed his words: "The mistress went west yesterday, and the memorial ceremony was being held at home.
, people of unknown origin cannot be allowed into the village to avoid bringing in anything stolen."
After hearing this, Taoist Wuya said angrily: "Okay, the old man's face was covered in blood by your dogs, and he still won't let us in? Is there any justice? Aren't you afraid that the old man will destroy your nursing home with one finger?
A big formation?”
"If you can break it, then come and try. We have seen that there are many among you and others, and they are not as knowledgeable as you. If you don't leave quickly, if you push further, don't blame us for driving you away." Someone said.
Smile sarcastically.
Because Chu Cheng and the other three had shielded their auras. For them, the shielding of their auras was so effective that it was almost the same as for ordinary people.
Taoist Wuya chuckled, rolled up his sleeves, and stepped forward to fight with these people.
Chu Cheng coughed and stretched out his hand to stop Taoist Wuya.
Taoist Wuya has half a foot stepped into the realm of destruction. Even if he shows mercy and leaves 90% of his strength, these people will die violently under this palm. How can he be allowed to take action and hurt innocent people.
"Everyone here, is there an owner of this place? If the owner is here, please come forward and talk about it so that we can discuss it."
Someone laughed and said: "How noble the position of the family master is, how can you meet him whenever you want? Besides, it is already the child's time, and the family master has already rested."
"Interesting, the mistress just passed away yesterday, and the head of the family can still sleep despite the loss of his wife." Chu Cheng smiled softly, with a hint of aura in his eyes.
The appearance of this aura instantly enveloped Zhouzhuang, causing those people to panic.
"This aura! It's more powerful than the head of the family! This... this..."
The more than 20 monks staggered under this pressure. They could not hold on for a few breaths and then collapsed on the ground. Not only that, the entire Zhouzhuang was shaking violently and was on the verge of collapse, as if it was about to collapse.
There were rapid footsteps not far away, and the aura of the person coming was dozens of times more powerful than those of the more than 20 monks.
After Chu Cheng heard the footsteps, he withdrew his power and waited quietly for someone to come.
After three breaths, a middle-aged man walked out. This man was dressed in brocade clothes and had a handsome face. If he hadn't had gray hair and some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, he would have mistakenly thought he was a man in his prime.
It's just that this man's face was extremely pale, as if he were dead. If it weren't for the heavy exhalation and inhalation between his nose, Chu Cheng and others would have thought that this person was not alive.
"Next week, the owner of the banker, Zhou Qing! The seniors came to visit Linhan's humble abode, but they didn't know about it and didn't come to greet them immediately. These juniors have offended the seniors, and they hope to atone for their sins!"
Chu Cheng shook his head and smiled and said: "It doesn't matter! After all, we are the ones who disturbed your Qingning family. We need to stay in your house temporarily. I wonder if Lord Zhou can let us stay for a few days?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said quickly: "Since I welcome you, I will personally lead the way for you."
The four of them stayed in a quadrangle courtyard. At night, Taoist Wuya stopped Chu Cheng and helped Mo Xiaoba to open his spirit. He had Chu Cheng's top-quality elixir, which enabled him to awaken his spirit overnight, and even repaired the book.
Sky Realm Ice Technique.
When the night passes, the sun breaks through the darkness, and the darkness in the sky dissipates, making everything clear again.
At noon, Mo Xiaoba's room was covered with a layer of frost. Although the repair was only superficial, it also changed her temperament greatly, and she gathered a layer of energy overnight.
"Yes, I didn't expect that Xiaoba's qualifications are quite good. Even the old man feels a little chilled by this freezing temperature. At this rate, with the help of elixirs, it won't take three months to gather the fifteenth level of Qi.
That's it." Taoist Wuya looked at Mo Xiaoba and nodded repeatedly, feeling very satisfied.
That night, Chu Cheng and the others had been practicing the Sky Realm technique with Mo Xiaoba in the house.
At this moment, someone knocked on the door, and someone outside the door could be heard saying: "Junior, the young master of Zhouzhuang, Zhou Dong. By order of my father, I would like to invite all seniors to have a meal."
"Come in." Taoist Wuya said.
The door opened, and a handsome young man in green clothes walked in. After entering the room, he bowed and said again: "Seniors, please, I will take you to the dining hall."
After the young man opened the door, he felt the cool breeze blowing into his bones, but he still bowed first. After bowing, he raised his head and looked at the people in the room. When he saw Mo Xiaoba, who was full of cold air, there was a sudden feeling in his eyes.