I descend into the world of heaven

Chen Chu slowly turned his head and looked at Tan Jinxuan: "Brother Tan, each of the three thousand avenues is different. My heart is for justice. When there is injustice in front of me, I must face it! If people commit evil, kill them! If ghosts commit evil, kill them!" If God commits an evil act, he must be killed! If I myself commit an evil act, I should be struck by five thunders and be destroyed forever...

I worship the lineage of heavenly masters, and it is my duty to kill demons. If evil gods cause trouble, I should imitate my ancestors and cut down mountains and destroy temples! Brother Tan, you may not understand it now, but one day you will understand it. "

Tan Jinxuan stared at Chen Chu's face. These words deeply shocked his soul. He had never thought that a cultivator could have such a murderous intention, but this murderous intention was so reassuring and admirable. Desirable!

Tan Jinxuan slowly let go of the hand holding Chen Chu's sleeve, his lips trembled twice, and he clasped his fists and said, "The way that fellow Taoist Chen cultivates is aimed at benefiting all people in the world. Jin Xuan... is one ten thousandth less likely to be able to achieve it!"

Chen Chu smiled slightly and said, "Brother Tan, Tao does not distinguish between front and back, nor big or small."

The sky was getting darker and darker, so he walked out of the forest with the evil ghost and shouted: "Ah." After a while, a scholar in green clothes came and lay on the ground and turned into a three-legged toad.

Chen Chu jumped up and sat on the toad's back, and found that the toad actually had a simple seat installed on its back. He said, "Follow this evil ghost to the Zichuan City God Temple."

Ah Ha carried Chen Chu on his back and kept jumping on the mountain road, controlling his strength very well so as not to knock him down.

Ah Ha could feel the faint murderous aura permeating Chen Chu's body. He only felt his skin tightening and laughed twice and said, "Master, are you going to the City God's Temple? Although the old City God was consecrated by the emperor of the world, he also practiced cultivation. After more than a hundred years, the Taoist conduct is far superior to the small ones..."

It knew that most of the time Chen Chu went to the Chenghuang Temple to fight.

Chen Chu and Cheng Huang are not ordinary people. A fight will inevitably endanger the fish in the pond. The most important thing is that Chen Chu still has its heart. If he accidentally breaks his heart during the fight, then the life of this dignified layman Qingwan is also over...

Listening to Ah Ha's submissive words, Chen Chu knew that this guy was afraid of death. An ordinary goblin might consider letting him escape for the time being, but he couldn't! By letting this guy go, Chen Chu would have broken his promise to his sister! Before finding the eldest and second son of the Wutong God, this extra life was already merciful.

He reached out and stroked Ah Ha's back: "It's better to die now, so you don't have to be afraid of the City God."

Ah Ha almost fell into the gutter. What kind of logic is this? It stuttered and said: "What did the master say? Even if the place where the master wants to go is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, I, Ah Ha, will go there..."

At the fourth watch, there is a trace of fish belly white in the east sky.

The City God's Temple in Zichuan is located outside the south gate of Zichuan County. The shape and materials are not cheap. It covers an area of ​​more than 200 square meters. It cannot be compared with those great gods, but it is okay among the City God...

The evil ghost leading the way said solemnly: "Master, Master, the City God's Temple has arrived."

Chen Chu sat on the toad and looked coldly at the City God's Temple. He chopped off the evil ghost's head with a sword and put it into the refining gourd. The sudden beheading movement made the toad tremble.

It swallowed its saliva and said, "Master, it's... it's here."

Chen Chu jumped down from above and moved his muscles a few times. His body made a crackling sound, and his face, height, and body shape suddenly transformed into that of a middle-aged man.

Ah Ha also knows the art of transformation. His body can only change its shape, but cannot make subtle adjustments. His handsome appearance is all transformed by magic.

But Chen Chu's transformation technique is different. His flesh and blood move freely like soft mud, and he is truly transformed into another person...

Chen Chu said: "If I don't see you when I come out, my heart will be crushed."

The toad transformed into the human form of the toad, cursing in his heart and smiling on his face: "Master, don't worry, the toad is the most loyal servant, and any knife from the sky will be waiting here."

City God's Temple.

There was a gloomy wind at the door, and paper money that came from nowhere was rolled up and hovering in the air. The City God's Temple, which was originally filled with the majesty of the gods, became eerie and strange...

A middle-aged man wearing a gray gown and looking like a scholar came slowly.

The patterns of ghosts and gods drawn on the door panel twisted a few times and fell off the door. They had ferocious faces, holding a knife on the left and a stick on the right. Their weapons were crossed and they stopped the middle-aged scholar and shouted: "How dare a scholar who doesn't know life and death dare to break into the City God's Temple at night? , get out of here quickly, or I will kill you!"

Normally, if a scholar like this came over, he would never leave alive.

But tonight is different. The City God needs to take stock of the income for the past three months. There is no room for any mistakes. This will make the City God unhappy. The two gatekeepers can only get into the frying pan...

The middle-aged scholar hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "You two have misunderstood. This young man came to pay homage to the City God and is really offering a treasure. I would also like to ask you to make it easier for me..." As he spoke, he came up to the two ghost soldiers. There were two things in his hand.

The ghost soldier lowered his head and saw that there were actually two essences of resentment that had gathered together as if they were substance. The purity was very high. As long as they were absorbed, it would be more cost-effective than three months of hard work. The two of them looked at each other, and the sword-wielding ghost soldier grinned and said, "What treasure are you going to offer to the City God? Take it out and see!"

The middle-aged scholar held out a wooden box in his hand and said, "They are three hundred-year-old ginseng, sewn into the wooden box. The medicinal effect will be lost when you open it."

The ghost soldier stretched out his hand to take it, but he retracted his hand and said: "This thing needs to be handed over to the City God personally by Xiaosheng. Will it sound bad if you two touch it and leave your breath behind..."

After saying this, the two ghost soldiers immediately knew that the middle-aged scholar was not an ordinary person and was not easy to fool. There were still three hundred-year-old ginseng. If he swallowed it and was discovered by the City God, he would not even be able to get rid of the oil pot...

The sword-wielding ghost soldier opened the door and said, "Go in yourself!"

The scholar thanked him profusely and walked in through the door. What he saw was a statue of the City God of equal height, with a man holding a book and a brush and a man holding a long sword standing on the left and right. He held up the wooden box and looked at the statue of the City God and said: "Chen San, a young man, is from Fujian. I accidentally heard that the City God was recruiting talents, so he paid a special courtesy visit and asked for an official position under the City God..."

Changes occurred in the City God's Temple, smoke filled the air, and a low voice came: "It's interesting to be visited by a living person, come."

The scholar felt that his whole body was wrapped in air-conditioning, as if he had entered an ice cellar. In the blink of an eye, the City God's Temple was filled with smoke, and a road paved with stone slabs appeared in front of him. He maintained a respectful look, raised the wooden box above his head, and walked along the road with small steps...

It started to get noisy ahead.

A large hall appeared. In the middle sat a man in rich clothes, more than three meters tall, with a long beard. He looked exactly like the statue of the City God that he saw when he first entered the City God's Temple. On the left and right was the man holding a sword and a book.

There were many ghosts walking around on both sides. Some of them were holding thick coins in their hands, some were carrying pots of red liquid, and some were carrying smoking furnace cauldrons. They were all queuing up to hand over what they were holding, and there was a ghost who looked like a scholar in charge of registering.

The City God's eyes fell on the scholar Chen San who claimed to be offering treasures, and his eyes glowed with a faint cyan light: "Send me your so-called treasures!" After the words fell, a ghost came over and took away the wooden box in the scholar's hand and gave it to him. When he reached Cheng Huang's hand, he opened the lid and took a look. There were three ginseng roots in good condition.

"Ginseng should also be considered as a treasure. The person's cramps will be peeled off, and the essence and blood will be extracted and put into the alchemy cauldron..."

"Ah? Master Cheng Huang, you must not do it. In addition to the century-old ginseng, I have another important news to report to you!"

The scholar hurriedly said: "The City God went around searching for incense, blood essence and ghost money. Not only did he attract the attention of a group of self-proclaimed Wutong Gods, but he was also targeted by a black snake who had been practicing for five hundred years. It seemed... as if he wanted to rob you. Everything. Xiaosheng has been able to understand the language of flying insects and animals since he was a child, and he learned it accidentally!"

The sword-wielding man standing next to the City God shouted angrily: "Fart! Before flying insects and beasts become refined throat bones, they are just simple beasts without spiritual intelligence. How can you say such a thing!"

The scholar seemed to be insulted: "You have never seen the world, so don't talk nonsense! Anyway, I am very sincere to Master Chenghuang and dare not deceive him in any way!"

Yeah yeah yeah!

This scholar is really annoying. The sword-wielding man's face is distorted. He draws out his sword and is about to chop the scholar into pieces.

The City God raised his hand to stop the man's movement: "I know the Five Powers God, but they are just five beasts who have practiced secret techniques and become spirits. The one who takes the lead has been practicing for more than two hundred years and is somewhat capable, but he can't stand me. , the remaining four are nothing more than native chickens and dogs! But the five-hundred-year-old black snake spirit has such a thing?"

He put his hands on the armrests of the chair and looked at the scholar sharply.

There must be black snake spirits. Anything in this world can become a spirit, but if there is a monster with five hundred years of experience in one-third of an acre in Zichuan County, it is impossible for him not to know about it...

The scholar's face was filled with grievances. He wanted to see the City God but didn't dare to look. He glanced secretly and said, "I don't dare to deceive the City God. I came from Fujian. When I was approaching Zichuan County, I passed by a mountain and heard two voices. A little bird said, "There is a long, black snake coiled in front of you!"

Xiaosheng knew a little bit about catching snakes and wanted to catch them to make tonic. Unexpectedly, he followed the direction the bird said and saw that the big black snake was as thick as a small bucket and more than ten feet long. It was astonishingly powerful! Xiaosheng knew he was outmatched and had to run away secretly. Before leaving, he heard Hei Hei say, "The Zichuan City God is searching for blood essence and blood everywhere. There must be a lot of stock. I have to find a way to get it." ’

Along the way, Xiaosheng accidentally learned that the City God was recruiting talents, and there happened to be a hundred-year-old ginseng in the bag. He also happened to hear about the black snake and the Wutong Shen, so he ran over without thinking. "

The City God stared down at the scholar's expression carefully: "Looking at you dressed as a scholar, why don't you take the exam for merit?"

The scholar panicked and said: "To be honest, I have taken the exam many times and failed to pass the exam. This time I am going to the capital with three hundred-year-old ginseng in my arms to see if I can get an official position. I heard that the officials in the capital are They can all be bought and sold. But if you think about it carefully, where can an official in the world be as good as the City God?"

He took a trembling step forward and said, "Master City God, I am very sincere, but the Black Snake and Wutong God have evil intentions. Please take more precautions, Master City God!"

City God: "There is nothing to be afraid of the Wutong God. The black snake... Although five hundred years of Taoism are of some use, the City God's Temple is not made of clay. It cannot enter without my consent..."

When he said this, he picked up an incense burner and put it under his nose and smelled it, sucking away a lot of smoke. With an expression of obsession on his face, he said: "I will collect incense, blood essence, and ghost money for two more years, and I will become a flesh and blood Yin." God, so what if the snake monster is nothing more than a bedbug."

The man who had just been about to kill the scholar with a sword strode over with a sinister smile on his face!

The scholar immediately understood what was going to happen. He hurriedly untied the gourd hanging from his waist and said: "There is also a treasure, I also have a treasure, a gourd that can automatically gather pure spiritual energy!"

The man holding the sword hesitated, took away the gourd, and handed it to the City God: "This guy is dishonest. He is hiding it. He may have treasures."

The City God chuckled, opened the stopper of the gourd, and looked inside. Sure enough, pure spiritual energy was flowing freely inside, and it even turned into spiritual liquid. It was such a good treasure, but why were there four small swords floating inside?

The scholar grinned, clasped his fists and said, "I would like to ask the City God to reward you with the sword!"

A fiery red light came out of the gourd, as fast as lightning. The City God hadn't realized what was going on, so he subconsciously wanted to resist it. However, the red light easily cut open his palm, and it was so powerful that it cut half of his head. ! What happened happened in a flash of lightning, and the expression on the sword-wielding man's face didn't even have time to change...

boom……

Half of the head of the City God fell on the ground, and his body was still holding the gourd.

There was a moment of silence at the scene, and the fiery red head that had been chopped off had already returned to the gourd. The next moment, the scene was in chaos, and the ghosts shouted crazily: "The City God is dead, he killed the City God..."

The scholar was none other than Chen Chu. He silently looked at the chaotic ghosts around him. The pupils in his eyes kept rotating, and his eyes swept over the pots of blood essence. He exuded murderous aura! The essence and blood of a person may not be as much as a small teacup. How many people would die from so many pots of essence and blood...

After all, the City God is also a registered ghost. He learned the lesson from last time and did not dare to open the bar directly. He tried it out first.

At this moment, the man holding the sword was also very frightened. His thoughts changed quickly, and he held the long sword in his hand and struck at Chen Chu: "You little thief, you dare to assassinate the city god, you deserve to go to hell!" This scholar's gourd is very powerful. , I'm afraid it's just a thing used for assassination, and its own strength shouldn't be very good. If it can directly kill the city god, then does it still need to assassinate?

As the city god's military judge, he must take action, because the city god will not die so easily...

The man holding the calligraphy booklet is the literary judge of the City God's Temple, responsible for sorting out everything. Wherever force is needed to suppress the situation, the sword-wielding military judge will take action!

Chen Chu wrapped his fingers around the silk thread, and with a wave of his hand, he saw a long golden sword wrapped around the silk thread, sweeping around like a sickle. Suddenly, the ghosts' heads were rolling and screaming, and the scene was like hell. He bit his finger, wrote a spell on his eyebrows, and said loudly: "The City God of Zichuan has entered the evil path. Today, the poor man must cut down the mountain and destroy the temple!"

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