Chapter 33: The Ghost and the Magical Method of Healing
Chapter 33: The Ghost and the Magical Method of Healing
Inside the Book of Souls, in the Underworld.
As the owner of the contract, Chen Huangpi saw the true appearance of the soul-seeking ghost for the first time.
Just like the skeleton hidden in the gray mist before.
But it’s very tall.
It was so big that Chen Huangpi shouted, "It's too big, too big, Ah Gui, can you become a little smaller?"
The soul-seeking ghost is nearly two hundred meters tall.
All the flesh and blood on his body was eaten away, leaving only yellowed bones.
Its bones seemed to have been soaked in the mud of the underworld. Over time, even the fishy smell of earth had seeped into them.
Moreover, the skeleton of the murderous ghost does not look like that of a human.
The bones in its body are densely packed, crisscrossed like chain mail. There are spiral patterns on each bone, which gives it an extremely strange beauty.
Its skull is thick and hard, and not round, but full of edges and corners.
At this time, the soul-seeking ghost looked down at Chen Huangpi with its pair of black and red eyes.
But in the end, he had no choice but to sit cross-legged.
"Master, my name is not Ah Gui."
"Okay, I'll call you Aso then."
After Chen Huangpi finished speaking, he asked tentatively: "Your last name should be Suo, right?"
"Does it matter what my last name is?"
"Isn't it important?"
Chen Huangpi was very puzzled: "Everyone has a name, even Huang Er has one, I think you should have one too, how about Huang San? I think it sounds nice."
Does it sound good?
The soul-seeking ghost felt that he had ended up in this situation.
If there was another name called Huang San, and Chen Huangpi called him every day like a dog, he would rather die.
However, it really didn't dare to get angry at Chen Huangpi.
After all, his master is still there.
The soul-seeking ghost sighed and said, "Master, actually my name is Ah Gui. You can call me that from now on. It's quite intimate."
"OK then."
It's a bit regrettable about Chen Huangpi, because Huang San sounds pretty good.
And at first glance, they are obviously a family from Jingxian Temple.
Yellow skin, yellow one, yellow two, yellow three, how pleasing to the eye.
At this time.
The soul-seeking ghost was perhaps annoyed and just wanted to divide the spoils quickly so that Chen Huangpi could leave.
So, it had an idea.
The soul of a broken woman who had lost both hands and arms appeared on its hands.
The hands of the soul-reaver are huge.
Chen Huangpi stood above, looking at the spirit of the Twelve Madam, and said in astonishment: "Ah Gui, I remember I split her in half with one sword, am I wrong?"
The soul-seeking ghost said: "Your sword split her in half, but did not hurt her true form, so her soul remains the same as it was when she was alive."
"And her hands and arms?"
A picture emerged in Chen Huangpi's mind.
He remembered that he suddenly lost consciousness when he was attacked, and many words that looked like flowers, birds, fish and insects appeared on his body, as well as billowing black smoke.
The Twelfth Lady was contaminated by a trace of black smoke and cut off her arms before she could even breathe.
Then, the arms were swallowed by the black smoke and merged into his body.
"As you thought, your black smoke can even devour your true self."
When the soul-seeking ghost mentioned the black smoke, there was a strong sense of fear in his tone.
Although it did not exist as long as Huang Er, Huang Er had been sleeping for many years after all, and spent the whole day following Chen Huangpi around Yuqiong Mountain.
As the murderous ghost in the Book of Souls.
Over the years, I have been to almost all places in the Shiwanda Mountains except Yuqiong Mountain.
It goes wherever the owner goes.
But even so, it had never seen anything so strange.
Do not……
It’s not that I haven’t seen it, but I haven’t seen it on Chen Huangpi.
"The Hundred Thousand Mountains are alive. They have given birth to countless evil things, and some of these evil things are caused by contamination."
The soul-seeking ghost said slowly: "For example, yellow mud can turn gods into evil."
“Black smoke has the same effect.”
"That's how the mutated statue was polluted."
Hear this.
Chen Huangpi thought for a moment and said, "But the black smoke on my body doesn't seem to have turned anything into something evil. It's not under my control. It only devours my essence."
"Ha ha……"
The soul-seeking ghost sneered but did not answer.
It really wants to say, Chen Huangpi, you think the black smoke on your body will not be like this.
But that’s not the case. What you say doesn’t count.
God knows how many gods you have polluted without your knowledge.
however.
The attitude of the soul-seeking ghost made Chen Huangpi immediately unhappy.
"Ah ghost, what I said is true."
"You are the master of the contract, you are right."
The soul-seeking ghost was too lazy to argue and just said, "Anyway, I have seen some evil creatures. They all had black smoke coming out of their bodies, and they were all extraordinary. However, these evil creatures would often disappear very quickly in the Ten Thousand Mountains. Since you said it has nothing to do with you, then it has nothing to do with you."
"Anyway, since you didn't enter the Yellow Springs in your true form, you can't bring your black smoke in."
"you're right!"
Chen Huangpi nodded.
He thought that the murderer could see everything that happened to him.
But now it seems that when I entered the Fox Mountain God’s memory, it didn’t know that my consciousness could emit black smoke.
"Ah ghost, the spirit of the Twelfth Madam, can I have whatever memories I want?"
Chen Huangpi is actually very interested in the memories of the monks.
This is his only way to get in touch with things outside the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
However, the memories of those cultivators of Elder Lin basically have a lot of overlap, such as regarding the places where they practiced.
Many of them seemed meaningless to him.
Because he had a vague feeling that the skills practiced by the monks seemed useless to him.
He can't fix it.
He couldn't even make a spell. But every time he retrieved his memory, he took away the part of him that was the owner of the contract, and it was not controlled by him.
This seems very troublesome.
The soul-seeking ghost seemed to have seen through Chen Huangpi's thoughts and said coldly, "If it is an unlucky ghost who has signed a contract with you, there are rules of the Soul-Catching Book to restrain him. However, you killed this woman with your own hands, so I can influence her soul a little."
"Tell me what kind of memory you want."
"I want something like the Dog Taming Sutra and Tai Sui Demon Slaying Sword Technique. I also want her memories of Xuzhou. As for the rest, I don't want anything else."
"understood."
The soul-seeking ghost lowered his head, and two rays of light shot out from his black and red pupils and sank into the soul of the Twelfth Lady.
Immediately afterwards, the soul of the Twelfth Madam began to twist wildly as if a red-hot iron stick had been inserted into her brain.
Then I saw spots of light floating out from her soul.
The light spots gathered together and gradually formed a ball.
"There is a technique."
The soul-seeking ghost frowned and said, "It just doesn't seem to be suitable for you. Forget it, you can see for yourself."
"let me see."
Chen Huangpi was very curious.
What kind of exercises are not suitable for you?
He is a genius after all. He can practice all the skills except the ones that he cannot master.
Can't you use it after you refine it?
Chen Huangpi's mind moved, and the ball of light merged into his body.
In the blink of an eye, it was like a walking tour.
Images and words flashed through his mind.
The brass oil lamp once told Chen Huangpi that the effect of the Soul-Catching Book was very magical.
The beauty of this is...
The memories that Chen Huangpi gained had no effect on him at all.
It just made him blush.
Heartbeat.
The Twelfth Lady's memory is very confused. Apart from the memories about cultivation, there are also memories about her sex life with Song Tiangang, the governor of Xuzhou.
Just a glance.
Chen Huangpi felt uncomfortable all over.
Huang Er told him that this was the feeling of wanting to kill someone.
So he has a deep memory.
"It's over. Maybe I'm really a natural killer. Otherwise, why would I want to kill people all the time?"
Chen Huangpi quickly passed over this memory.
Afterwards, he saw the martial arts technique that the soul-seeking ghost said was not suitable for him.
"The wonderful method of Hehuan, the Vajra Pestle and the True Lotus?"
Chen Huangpi's face flushed, and he said angrily, "Evil magic! Evil magic! I only took one look at it, and you wanted to kill me. Ah Gui, are you lying to me? The Twelve Madam is a Yuanying Zhenjun after all, how could she have such an evil magic in her memory?"
This wonderful method of Hehuan is illustrated with both pictures and texts.
The method of combining yin and yang to replenish the body.
Chen Huangpi's heart trembled when he saw this.
The soul-seeking ghost said helplessly: "I told you, this technique is not suitable for you. What does it have to do with me? I am just a skeleton, and I can't practice the ancient method before the change of the sky."
"Ancient method?"
Chen Huangpi remembered.
In the Twelfth Lady's memory, there is indeed a section about the process of obtaining this skill.
After the heavenly change, cultivators could no longer practice the ancient methods.
Once refined, it will turn into evil.
Therefore, it has long been listed as a banned book, but for a noble family like the Song family.
What kind of a family would you call yourself if they didn't have some ancient forbidden books in their collection?
Moreover, in their view, the ancient methods also have their advantages. If the cultivators under their command do something shameful and fall into the hands of their opponents, they can just use the ancient methods at the critical moment to turn them into evil in an instant. Not only will they die without any evidence, but they can also drag their mortal enemy down with them.
This is simply divine law.
However, as the concubine of Song Tiangang, the governor of Xuzhou, the Twelfth Lady did not need to use such means.
This technique was simply a means she carefully selected to please Song Tiangang.
After all, the martial arts cannot be practiced, but the postures in the pictures are more useful than each other.
Chen Huangpi was certain that this magical method of achieving Hehuan was an evil method.
He is a cultivator.
This is the right way, how can it be an evil way?
"This Hehuan Sect is definitely not a good sect."
When Chen Huangpi thought of those pictures, he couldn't suppress the urge to kill someone.
"I have too much murderous instinct."
"But it's not without gain."
"At least, I know a few more ways to use the Feng Shui Divine Plate."
As Chen Huangpi thought about this, the purpose of the Twelfth Lady coming to the Shiwandashan Mountains flashed through his mind.
"These monks are really weird. They told their subordinates that they were here to find the source of the pollution, but in fact they were here to find the monks from Lin Ye. But I always feel something is wrong."
Chen Huangpi is simple-minded and kind-hearted.
But that was only because Tiantian had been spending a long time with Master Huang Er.
A lot has happened these past few days.
Also learned to think.
Chen Huangpi couldn't help but speculate in his heart: "Logically speaking, Xuzhou Mu Song Tiangang wanted to send people to find the source of pollution for the so-called tax, but he only told those ordinary cultivators. Compared with this matter, those cultivators in Linye are nothing."
He's just a house slave, and if he dies, he dies.
It means nothing to such a big shot.
But the Twelfth Lady, who has a higher status and position, just keeps focusing on this trivial matter.
"Lin Ye and his companions also came to look for the source of the pollution, but they were hunted down by the mutant statue and eaten by the Second Master. I then fed their souls to the soul-demanding ghost. The only valuable thing they had was the geomancy plate."
"Are you here for the geomancy plate?"
Chen Huangpi felt that this possibility was unlikely, because although Lin Ye and others attached great importance to the Feng Shui divine plate, the Twelve Madam only used it as a magic weapon.
Obviously not.
Chen Huangpi has a terrible headache.
Until the soul-seeking ghost could no longer bear it and swallowed the soul of the Twelve Madam into his stomach. After taking his mind out of the Book of Souls, he was still thinking hard.
Seeing this, the brass oil lamp asked curiously, "Chen Huangpi, what are you thinking about? Why are you so absorbed in it?"
Chen Huangpi came back to his senses and said in a complicated tone: "Huang Er, I suspect that the Twelve Madams are coming for me. They want to kill me, and they will definitely send someone over!"
(End of this chapter)