From the prototype, immortal

Chang Wei killed the giant corpse's soul. Zombies should be soulless, but this thing has one, so it shouldn't be considered a zombie?

As for the female ghost Xiaoqing, Chang Wei sucked her into a gourd without changing his expression.

"Spare my life, Taoist priest!"

The female ghost Xiaoqing shouted hurriedly.

But it was too late. Although Chang Wei wanted to see the tree demon grandma, he was not in a hurry.

Seeing that the female ghost was collected by Chang Wei with a magic weapon, Yan Chixia was a little confused.

This Taoist friend has profound magic power, why did he kill the corpse demon but leave this female ghost?

"Daoyou Yan seems a little confused?"

Chang Wei saw Yan Chixia's confusion, because doing so would indeed damage his character as a gentleman who doesn't like women.

Chang Wei himself was justified, but he couldn't stand the ignorance of others, who were full of naizi and big white legs, so it was normal to have some misunderstandings.

Yan Chixia didn't completely believe Chang Wei's words, but seeing that Chang Wei had an extraordinary demeanor and profound magical powers, and didn't seem like the kind of scum who would raise ghosts for fun, he didn't delve into it.

Puzzled, he decided to go play with crickets for a while, and then he had to figure out carpentry.

"Oh, in that case, I'll take you to see what you call a great country."

Chang Wei said calmly, because he perfectly copied everything about Yan Chixia, and Chang Wei got the method of how to start reincarnation and send people... no, send ghosts to the underworld.

The emperor of the dynasty was sad, the world was prosperous, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, but why did my great country often have traitors?

Chang Wei came to the capital of the court of this world.

The background dynasty of the world of A Chinese Ghost Story is unclear. The movie didn't say which dynasty the story was set in. Li Hanxiang's version of A Chinese Ghost Story has a clear dynasty background, which is the late Ming and early Qing dynasties.

In general, the strength is still not good, otherwise there would be no need to look for backers everywhere.

Chang Wei's mouth corners raised.

The emperor almost didn't say that Chang Wei was lying.

This is the way of the strategists, they start with alarmist talk and then offer advice.

But the possibility is very low. The world has become like this and no immortal has come out. It should be okay for him to play with an emperor, right?

But it is afraid of the sun.

Such an arrogant ghost, Dizang didn't even slap it to death. It can be imagined that there is probably no one in the underworld now.

The emperor said hurriedly.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a person in white clothes standing in the air looking at him. Not only that, there was a cloud under the feet of this person! ! !

"Immortal?"

Chang Wei's face was strange. Is this a combination?

As for why he was so excited, it was nothing more than seeking the way to immortality.

The emperor was shocked. There was no mistake. This was the immortal!

Pudu Cihang was the national teacher in the world, but seeing that it and the Black Mountain Old Demon were at peace and did not interfere with each other, it was unknown which of the two monsters was more powerful.

He planned to find the peerless demon and save the world!

"I am, what's the matter with the immortal?"

"I have the virtue of loving life, and I plan to save her and send her to reincarnation."

He was devoted to the Tao. Although Xiaoqing was Lizhi's face, it was impossible for her to shake him, because Xiaoqing's Tao was not the Tao that Chang Wei yearned for. Besides, how could a mere three-dimensional one compare to my paper wife?

Chang Wei chatted with Yan Chixia for a few words and left.

"How, how, how could it be so? My Ming Dynasty is strong and the people live and work in peace and contentment. Even if there are some rebels, they can be restored to order with a wave of the hand..."

The emperor trembled all over when he heard it.

The emperor was not any emperor that Chang Wei knew. After all, the civil and military officials in the court were sucked of blood and flesh by the centipede, leaving only an empty shell.

He was very interested in the underworld, especially the underworld in this world seemed to have no immortals sitting in it. The Black Mountain Old Demon dared to occupy the Wrongful Death City of the Difu, and then proclaimed himself the lord of the Wrongful Death City.

So if it is not necessary, Yan Chixia would not bother to care about the ghost if it does not harm anyone, and would just expel it.

"I see."

Of course, Chang Wei thinks the answer is closer to the Ming Dynasty.

Yan Chixia was puzzled, and then frankly expressed his doubts.

"You are in big trouble, and the fate of the human dynasty is about to end."

Anyway, with the national master here, there should be nothing to worry about.

Chang Wei plans to go for a walk to see if he can find out what happened in the underworld. By the way, if he can get the cultivation method of the underworld, it would be great.

Grandma's thousand-year cultivation is enough for ordinary practitioners. For example, for a guy of Zhiqiu Yiye's level, Grandma should still be able to deal with him, but he will also have to destroy a hundred years of cultivation.

With such a big play, even the emperor that Chang Wei knows is estimated to be unable to support it.

Tsui Hark's version of "A Chinese Ghost Story" blurs the dynasty background, and the costumes and architecture are also a bit of a hodgepodge.

Looking at this pot-bellied emperor, and then looking at the atomic information, he fights crickets with one hand and does carpentry with the other. He also likes to plant trees and cherishes the crooked tree in the yard very much...

Although there are Kunlun Sect and various practitioners in this world, they don’t seem to have the idea of ​​becoming officials in the court. It is even possible that there are no cultivators around the emperor, otherwise Pudu Cihang would not have been free and easy for so long.

Just kidding, a passerby in the second dimension is a beautiful woman with flawless skin!

"Yes, why does Fellow Daoist Chang care about such a female ghost?"

The grandmother is a brothel owner in the demon world. She trains fallen female ghosts like Nie Xiaoqian, Xiaodie, and Xiaozhuo all day long, and uses vulgar services to set up traps and cheat strong men for their yang blood.

"What!"

After all, he didn't know that behind the female ghost Xiaoqing was a thousand-year-old tree demon. They divided the work and cooperated with each other. The female ghosts sucked yang energy, and the tree demon sucked blood and flesh.

This actually reflects the focus of two generations of Hong Kong directors in making movies. The directors of Li Hanxiang's generation paid more attention to humanistic expression, while those of Tsui Hark and Cheng Xiaodong paid more attention to audio-visual effects.

The Black Mountain Old Demon was a black mountain in the underworld who cultivated into a demon, and he also conquered all the ghost messengers in the underworld. He became a demon king in the world of the living, and he has cultivated for tens of thousands of years.

Chang Wei suddenly had an idea and planned to show his saintliness or commit suicide in front of a person to see if he could trick the gods out.

And because it is not a full moon, Pudu Cihang's golden body is now flawless and will not reveal its original demon body, so its combat power is stronger. Chang Wei's purpose is only Pudu Cihang's cultivation method and golden body magic method.

"Are you the emperor of the current dynasty?"

In his opinion, the female ghost is nothing more than absorbing some yang energy and will not take people's lives.

Chang Wei said calmly.

This is the most powerful monster that can be found in the world except the Black Mountain Old Monster.

"Clouds are coming!"

Then a golden cloud fell in front of the emperor.

The emperor widened his eyes and looked at the golden cloud in front of him in disbelief.