no signs of spirituality

Ghost Slayer Lord Chen Xiuxiang, together with Hong Xiao and Xiao Wuyin, was listed as the Three Immortal Lords of the Heaven Realm.Among the three immortals, only Chen Xiuxiang had the roughest life experience. The law-enforcing Tianzun Hongxiao has been in charge of the laws of the heavens all year round. He is a Taoist who kills ghosts for a living, and he is not an ordinary Taoist. Half of his soul is the ghost of Tiansha, and the other half is extremely pure. Just like his face, half of it is as handsome as a fairy, and the other half is as ugly as a ghost.

Chen Xiuxiang practiced the way of heaven, and killed ghosts and demons since he was a child. Every time he killed a ghost, the left half of his face became more human-like, and his soul became clearer. When his soul was clear, his mind became clearer. There are also more ways to kill more evil ghosts.

On the day when his mortal body died, he happened to be cast into an immortal soul, and once ascended to the rank of immortals, he has since become one of the most prestigious immortal monarchs in the immortal world. There will be a comeback in the last 100 years, so every 100 years, he will go to the fairyland next time, go to the ten mansions of ghosts and evil spirits, and kill a thousand evil spirits.

"I don't know when this Chen Xiuxiang entered the mud road." Duke Bohu said in a deep voice, "I didn't realize that he killed so many of his fellow clansmen, it's also my negligence."

Xie Lingzheng shook his head slightly: "That's not the case. A few years ago, Chen Xiuxiang's killing of ghosts was really killing ghosts. At that time, evil spirits were rampant in the world, causing harm to the people. Even ghosts have saved tens of thousands of people by themselves, and their merits and virtues have accumulated in their body, so they have the way to ascend."

"This has something to do with your master again." Hu Er curled his lips, "I guess it's whoever cut down ten mansions with swords, and Chen Xiuxiang couldn't make up enough?"

Xie Lingzheng smiled wryly: "Master, he...will not take this into consideration."

"After that, the ghost clan lived in seclusion in the mud, and Chen Xiuxiang's voice disappeared in the world." Bo Hugong pondered, "Duanduan never thought that he would have been hiding in the red tent."

"Chen Xiuxiang is also extremely smart...that's why he came up with such a solution." Xie Lingzheng pulled the corner of his mouth without a smile, and because of this small movement touched the hole on his back, he let out a long hiss, "...There are no fierce ghosts in the world, He personally raised the ghosts, relying on that half of the ghosts, devouring thousands of ghost corpses and raising them in his body, and then found a ghost woman to give birth to the ghost fetus that gathered thousands of souls for him, and killed him in one fell swoop. Then you can return to the way of heaven in an instant, and be the famous Meixian Jun for another 100 years."

"He picked the willow waist?" Bo Hugong asked.

"Exactly." Xie Lingzheng lowered his eyes, the blood on his lips had already dried up, and his face turned even paler, "He turned into a handsome and handsome man, caring for his waist and waist, and he wrote to me every day when he was waist and waist... ...She finally found a better home than me."

Hu Er was surprised: "Liu Yaoyao actually admired you in the first place?"

"Nephew Xie Xian is so talented, how many girls in the world don't admire him?" Mr. Bohu smiled, "Then Chen Xiuxiang, I'm afraid he drew a gourd based on your image?"

"Although I love going in and out of these Hualiu streets and alleys, I am not good at caring for my daughter. Chen Xiuxiang is a hundred times more experienced than me. He is not only good at things, but also kind. Beloved." Xie Lingzheng said, making his gaze a little smaller than that, and ordered, "Wine."

Hu Er rushed forward to fetch the wine and fed him a sip.

"On the day I arrived at Red Tent Incense, my waist...had conceived for him." He raised his head slowly, moved his body slightly, and when the blade was gone, he couldn't help but groaned again.

"Nephew Xie Xian, be careful." Bo Hugong immediately withdrew his hand and made a point.

"You're walking too slowly. Are you able to find the spirit vein?" Xie Lingzheng asked casually, as if he wasn't referring to his own flesh and blood.

"If it's convenient for you, you can start crossing the marrow." Mr. Bohu replied.

"Then let's start." Xie Lingzheng straightened his body, holding the back of Bo Lingyu's head with his left hand, and helped her up a little.

Bohu Gong put away the knife, leaned down slightly, and spoke eloquently. In an instant, a stream of white flames swam along Xie Lingzheng's limbs and bones several times. Then, some kind of jade-white slurry seemed to be alive, coming from the bloody Jaws and claws broke free from the wound, and slowly introduced into Bo Lingyu's body through the white flame.

Xie Lingzheng only felt that his body was going to be split in two, and it seemed that what was wrested out of his body was not the marrow, but a sharp knife, bit by bit smashing his back together with his heart, lungs, liver and intestines.

Bo Lingyu's pale little face gradually became radiant, but Xie Lingzheng's expression turned from pale to ashen. It was the first time that he clearly understood what soy-soyed fairy bones meant. Counting, even half life and half soul were pulled out of the body at the same time.

Why can't the maggot-like affection of the tarsus be removed?

Xie Lingzheng gritted his teeth and thought, his eyes were slightly red again, and a strong soreness and pain pressed his eyelids. He closed his eyes, but he heard Bohu Gong shout: "Nephew Xie! You must not lose your mind!" !"

He wanted to respond, but he felt that the black paste in his head blocked him and he couldn't speak a word, and he heard Hu Er anxiously whispering in his ear: "Xie Lingzheng! What happened afterwards? Tell us quickly , what happened afterwards?"

"It never happened." Xie Lingzheng said clearly, with a trembling voice, almost exhausting all his strength, "I cast the Immortal Returning Curse that Master taught me on the fetus in my waist, waist, and abdomen... and put thousands of dead souls together. Send it back to Chen Xiuxiang..."

"The curse backfired, and the ghost lost control... I watched Chen Xiuxiang's immortal ghost... one handle was swallowed up by thousands of ghosts... I watched him struggle and scream, howl and curse, and beg for mercy on his knees... and finally lost his soul , beyond redemption..."

"The Law Enforcer condemned me to kill the Immortal...send someone...to come to Yingtai Mountain——"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes lighted up slightly, and the scenery he could see became clear again. Bohugong and Hu Er both sat down on the ground in embarrassment, especially Bohugong, whose beard and hair were all wet with sweat, but his face was hung. With a relieved smile.

"But it's done?" Xie Lingzheng was stunned for a while, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"It's done!" Bohugong said happily, "Nephew Xie Xian, you can rest!"

Xie Lingzheng's eyes drifted away, and in a trance, he saw that Bo Lingyu on his knees had been embraced by Bohu Gong, his cheeks were rosy, his breathing was even, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he seemed to be waking up, so he subconsciously moved forward He moved his body, wanting to leave early, so as not to frighten the little girl with his bloody appearance.

However, as soon as he moved, Fang felt the heartache from the sword wounds in his hands and feet. He fell to the ground, his eyes turned black, and the memory that was cut off just now slowly resumed, and the mixed voices of a few days ago echoed in his ears again side, into his sea of ​​consciousness——

"Xie Lingzheng, together with the demon girl, was good at casting forbidden spells, which caused Chen Xianjun to lose his soul. Can the first seat of Yingtai Mountain be dedicated to an explanation?"

"One of the three immortal kings in the class of Ghost Killer, who was originally equal to the immortal king of Yingtai, was murdered by this big disciple of Yingtai Mountain for poisoning a woman. According to me, Xie Lingzheng deserves a thousand cuts!"

"If a little disciple didn't use the forbidden curse, how could he be able to master the Ghost Slayer? There is only one person in the world who can master the curse of returning to immortality. According to me, the immortal Lord Yingtai has nothing to do with it..."

"Hey, I heard that it was Xie Lingzheng and that **** Zhenghuan who were smashed by the Ghost Slayer, and they conspired to kill him because they were afraid that their relationship would be leaked..."

"..."

Xie Lingzheng was sad and angry when he heard this non-existent phantom voice, and wanted to argue, but he didn't know where to start. He put a glimmer of hope in the master's trust, but Xiao Wuyin was holding Xuexue, With the appearance of walking on the clouds with the frosty wind in his arms, those cold eyes looked down at him, with an expression of disgust, as if he was looking at an insect and ant.

He seemed to hear Zhanxue's sword wind again, tasted the fishy sweetness in his throat, the last bit of halo in front of his eyes dissipated, he lost his mind, and fell into the endless entanglement of the nightmare.