Chapter 40: Bones for skin and skin for bones

Chapter 40: Bones for skin and skin for bones

Chapter 40: Bones for skin and skin for bones (3 more chapters, 1.1 words)

There is no life after a hundred deaths; only in the dark soil can one grow.

Such weird things don't grow in the human world.

Chen Huangpi guessed that the solution to the seventy-two secret pills that Xu Qingshan gave him should have been from before the changes in heaven and earth.

At that time, the entrances to the underworld and the human world had not yet been closed.

Because even the yellow mud for creating gods can be easily obtained, let alone the main ingredient of the Sky Poison Pill.

But it's different now.

According to the soul-claiming ghost, only when the earth dragon turns over, the dead will have a chance to come to the human world along with the mud gushing out of the underworld.

Chen Huangpi didn't want to wait long.

He couldn't wait to carry the brass oil lamp and leave the Jingxian Temple.

"Strange, it's so foggy today."

Chen Huangpi stood at the mountain gate and looked down the mountain.

There was white mist below.

It is as rich as ink that cannot be dissolved, except it is white.

At the right time, the voice of the soul-seeking ghost sounded: "This white fog is a little strange. I can't see through it. Master, you have to be careful. I always feel something is wrong."

The brass oil lamp hanging around Chen Huangpi's waist rolled its eyes.

Weird, that's right.

This fog was created by the temple master.

What if I could make you see through it?
However, the brass oil lamp did not dare to say more about this matter.

It has said enough recently, and if it says more it would really be crossing the line.

Although the master of the temple is crazy, he is not dead yet.

I wake up from time to time.

Apart from protecting Chenhuangpi, it would rather do nothing than make a mistake.

Chen Huangpi didn't care about the fog.

He was so familiar with the roads in Yuqiong Mountain that he knew how to get there even with his eyes closed.

Without a second thought, he plunged into the fog.

The murderer was terrified.

It can be seen that Chen Huangpi was walking in the fog without any abnormality, and it was a little stunned for a moment.

"Could it be that I saw it wrong?"

"Is this really just ordinary fog, just a little whiter?"

Unable to tell the soul-seeking ghost apart, he considered jumping out of the Book of Souls to give it a try, but as soon as the thought came to his mind, he felt a chilling fear.

It dare not act rashly.

He could only hide in the Book of Souls, watching Chen Huangpi ignore the white mist, his feet moving like the wind, and he reached the foot of the mountain in the blink of an eye.

"Sure enough."

The soul-seeking ghost saw something and thought to himself, "When I saw him walking, he would even avoid the fallen leaves and stones under his feet. It seems that he is the favorite of this mountain. The white fog might be created by the master of the temple. It is normal that he cannot be hurt."

At this time.

Chen Huangpi suddenly stopped.

"Ah Gui, Huang Er, did you hear any noise?"

"No."

"I do not have either."

"I guess I was hallucinating."

Chen Huangpi shook his head. When he walked down just now, he seemed to hear some sound.

But when I listened carefully, I couldn't hear it anymore.

"Never mind. I see the fog outside the mountain has dissipated. If we walk faster, we might be able to reach the place Ah Gui Ni mentioned before dark."

After Chen Huangpi finished speaking, the essence between his kidneys gathered throughout his body.

Just take one step forward and you have covered a distance of ten feet.

In place.

Song Qiuyue and other monks were horrified.

Just now.

A cloud of white fog suddenly appeared on the way up the mountain.

The white mist was very strange. It did not disperse or spread. Instead, it gathered together to form a human shape, just like a person wearing a layer of armor.

Coming straight towards them.

That moment.

Everyone thought that it was the evil old Taoist priest who took action, and they were filled with despair.

But in the end, the being covered in white mist just passed them by.

Totally not interested in them.

It was as if he hadn't seen them at all.

"There seems to be someone hiding inside, not very tall, like a child."

As soon as these words came out.

Everyone fell silent immediately.

The human figures formed by the mist were indeed not very tall, not even reaching their chins.

In other words, if there really was someone inside, he would be no taller than 1.5 meters.

A child indeed.

"That old Taoist priest didn't want the yellow-skinned boy to see us."

"What exactly is it going to do?"

"Are you going to keep us in captivity?"

"Probably not."

Song Qiuyue forced a smile and said, "If it wanted to eat us, why would it go through so much trouble? Besides, my uncle has not received any news for such a long time, so he must have noticed something was wrong and may have sent someone to rescue us."

After saying that, he walked in front of everyone.

The fog behind was also closing in.

They were never given any way out.

……

the other side.

Chen Huangpi walked faster and faster, and the fog around him disappeared.

The soul-claiming ghost led the way for him.

According to the soul-seeking ghost, the place where evil spirits gathered was a cave.

When I went in during the day, I didn't see anything unusual.

But at night, the scene inside becomes absurd and weird.

Sometimes they are pavilions and towers.

Sometimes it even becomes a restaurant.

It's as unpredictable as a mirage.

The evil ones are not without intelligence, it’s just that some cannot speak human language while others can.

I don’t know which evil creature discovered this place when it was wandering around at night.

Later, all the evil spirits in the Ten Thousand Mountains knew about it. The previous owner of the Soul Seizing Book, the headless man, had been there several times.

It was because of this that the soul-seeking ghost knew that there was a mountain patroller in the Shiwian Mountains.

The evil ones communicate with each other and exchange some things.

"No wonder you said there would be a lot of dead people in that place. This is clearly a market."

Chen Huangpi was yearning for it.

Before the master went crazy, he would tell him some things about the outside world.

Among them are the markets and square markets.

As long as you have money, you can eat as many candied haws as you want.

Therefore, Chen Huangpi had actually thought about it a long time ago. If he had the chance in the future, he would definitely go to the market to take a look and broaden his horizons.

The soul-seeking ghost said, "If you say it's a market, it's correct. If we get there before dark, maybe we can catch an early market."

"It's already dark, how can we call for an early gathering?"

Chen Huangpi shook his head: "It should be the evening market."

"My dear, what this devil said is not wrong."

The brass oil lamp explained, "Don't forget, the temple master said that the sky will change and day and night will be confused. After six days and six nights, day and night will be redefined. Today's night is the day before the sky changes. For the evil spirits, it is indeed an early gathering."

Hear this.

Chen Huangpi remembered it.

Previously in the memory of Fox Mountain God, the eldest senior brother did say this.

But if that's the case.

Isn't the relationship between people and evil nowadays completely reversed?

Hiding during the day and coming out at night, who is the real human?
"Fortunately I come out during the day and at night, otherwise it would be too weird."

Chen Huangpi muttered to himself.

At this time.

The soul-seeking ghost said, "It's getting dark soon. I feel something evil is hanging around. Master, you have to wear my skin."

If you don't wear its skin.

Chen Huangpi can forget about going to the morning market. As soon as he reaches the cave entrance, he will be swarmed by evil spirits and will be unable to escape.

The brass oil lamp said warily, "Don't play any tricks. I will be watching you all the time."

"Don't worry Huang Er, I believe in Ah Gui!"

Chen Huangpi soothes the brass oil lamp.

He was in danger several times. If the murderous ghost wanted to do something bad, why did he have to do it at this time?

Moreover, the murderous ghost had helped him a little before.

It's not too much to give a little trust.

So Chen Huangpi said to himself, "If it wants to do something bad, I will stab it through the heart with my sword. Don't be stingy with your real fire then. It's just a ghost and can't beat us."

The brass oil lamp replied: "Don't worry, I will not hold back on it."

The soul-seeking ghost couldn't see what Chen Huangpi and Huang Er were thinking.

After all, it has not practiced the dog-taming sutra.

It just thinks Chen Huangpi is a good child who knows how to repay his kindness.

"Master, please watch carefully. I am about to come out of the Book of Souls."

As he spoke, the Soul-Catching Book flew out from Chen Huangpi's clothes and hovered in the air.

The Soul-Catching Book turned page by page without wind.

A cold, evil, and obscure aura then spread out.

I don't know when, wisps of yellow mist filled the air.

A huge skeleton about a hundred meters tall was looming in the fog, and its two black and red eyes exuded a strong murderous aura.

This is the true form of the soul-seeking ghost.

"You ate the soul of the Twelve Madams, why haven't you changed at all?"

Chen Huangpi raised his head and carefully examined the yellowed skeleton of the soul-seeking ghost. Even the teeth marks on it showed no signs of fading.

That is the soul of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

It has no effect at all?
The soul-seeking ghost lowered his head and said to Chen Huangpi: "Your master chewed me into this state, and my true appearance has become like this. Even if I recover to my prime, I will not be able to grow flesh and blood. Only by returning to the Yintu and sinking into the Yellow Spring can I regain vitality."

In fact, it was the first time he ate the souls of those monks of Lin Ye.

It just doesn't feel right.

After swallowing the Nascent Soul of the Twelve Madams, it will be certain.

Unless I can return to the underworld one day, I will remain in this miserable state until my death.

"But this is fine."

The soul-collecting ghost said, "When I collect debts for you in the future, others will look down on me when they see me like this. This is actually a good disguise."

"But you have no flesh and blood, how can I wear your skin?"

It’s really hard to imagine that Chen Huangpi can just drill into the skeleton.

Wouldn't that mean he would be seen through immediately?

Not weird at all.

The soul-seeking ghost said, "No problem. I can turn bones into skin and skin into bones. I can turn into a yellow bone armor and put it on you. It will definitely be able to block your real body."

After saying this, the huge skeleton of the soul-seeking ghost fell apart.

Then it was wrapped around the tangerine peel and pasted on, and all the bones were shrinking.

"Huang Er, I've grown taller. I'm taller than Master!"

Chen Huangpi just felt novelty, as if he had got a new toy.

He was covered in armor made of bones.

It fits perfectly.

Moreover, because of this yellow bone armor, he grew a lot taller out of thin air.

It's nearly two meters long.

But he moves very freely.

The brass oil lamp did not respond, but was secretly on guard against the revengeful ghost.

Once it feels something is wrong, it will immediately take action with the help of both internal and external forces.

"Master, please don't move."

The ghost's skull hovered above his head and said, "When I put it on your head, I will be the one controlling you. Don't speak, or those evil spirits will notice."

Its skull is shrinking.

When it shrunk to a size that could just fit over Chen Huangpi's head, it suddenly sank down.

But just put it on.

Chen Huangpi's head suddenly exploded.

Words resembling flowers, birds, fish and insects emerged in his mind. It was the entire text of the Yin-Yang Combination Magic.

This technique can also be practiced automatically.

Although Chen Huangpi did not give birth to the Six Yin Gods except for his skin becoming whiter and his six senses becoming more acute, he did feel that something was brewing in his mind.

At this time, the soul-claiming ghost's head was put on his head.

That thing was immediately stimulated.

　3 more chapters of words are here. No need to wait until the evening, it’s available now.

　　
　
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