Chapter 105: The Ghost Still Exists

Chapter 105: The Ghost Still Exists

Chapter 105: The Ghost Still Exists (Two in One)

Li Wuxiang wiped the sticky blood off his face and stretched out all the tentacles in his body to sense anything around him that might pose a threat to him.

The first thing you hear is the sound, a howling that fills the sky and earth, sometimes soft, sometimes heavy, sometimes far, sometimes near, without stopping, just like a strong wind!

As soon as he heard the voice, he immediately felt restless and irritable, a violent emotion surged in his heart, and he could hardly hold back and howled along with it. He immediately used his energy to barely suppress the feeling and looked around.

Everything was black and red, with an intense, stench that could not be dispelled, as if feces, blood, and rotten matter were mixed together and blended into the surrounding blood mist.

His excellent eyesight seemed to be useless here. His skin sizzled, as if it was also corroded by the blood mist. Only when his tentacles extended out could he catch something in the air.

He was enveloped by a malice far more intense than that in the mirror. Countless things climbed onto him the moment he appeared. He felt that if he could see, he would be tightly wrapped by countless evil spirits, leaving no trace of a gap!

These things were talking in his ears one after another, making his head buzz. Li Wuxiang kept his mouth tightly shut and tried his best to concentrate and not to distract himself from thinking about them.

Zhao Qi pulled himself in. But what about Zhao Qi?

As soon as this thought came to mind, a pile of scattered bones immediately appeared in the blood mist under his feet.

In Lingshan...do we need to have telepathic connection to see it?

No wonder. He suddenly got possessed because he responded to Zhao Qi's words in the mirror.

He squatted down and reached out to touch the bone gently. He could feel it, but it was light, as if there was a thin layer between his fingers. The reason why he was sure that this was Zhao Qi was because there was a wound on the skull where a knife had penetrated it - it was left when he was freed that day.

It seemed to have become a dead thing. When it was time to pull himself into the sacred mountain, he had exhausted his own vitality.

So he reached into his arms, took out three incense sticks from his body and lit them.

When you light incense in the mortal world, the smoke will rise and then disperse. But here, the smoke becomes thin as soon as it appears, and there is only a little bit around the fire. He remembered the words he said when he burned paper for sacrifice in his previous life, and shouted in a low voice: "Don't fight with the outside ghosts!"

The aroma gathered instantly. He held the incense sticks around Zhao Qi's bones, slowly circling them - he didn't know if this would work, but since he wanted to enjoy the power of the incense, he might as well try it out.

Then the smoke stopped rising and slowly flowed down, soaking into the cracks between the bones. Then it was stained with blood, lingering, slowly becoming solid, and then turning into strands of flesh and blood.

Once the beginning was made, the flesh and blood grew very fast, and the fire line at the incense head seemed to be sucked in several times, burning rapidly downwards. After about five or six breaths, the three incense sticks burned to the root, and a bloody, skinned human figure appeared in front of him, and then it was covered with a layer of gravel as if it had grown skin.

Zhao Qi's two eyes stained with black blood turned, and a hoarse voice came out of his throat: "You are really majestic now. You can still keep your face unchanged when you come to Lingshan. You are worthy of being refined by my master... Zhao Kui. Looking at you like this, you are really not a human."

"Things that are not human are not necessarily worse than humans. Why can't I see anything? Where is Zhao Kui?"

Zhao Qi slowly got up from the ground, his facial features stretched, flesh and blood bursting, and he smiled: "Remember the Xue family's house? For example, you are now at the gate of the courtyard, and Zhao Kui's ancient cave is on the roof of the main house. You only need to walk six or seven steps up, and you can enter the cave and see him. Hahahaha, he is also looking at you at the entrance of the cave now!"

Li Wuxiang looked in the direction he pointed, but could still only see a blurry black and red blood mist.

He smiled: "Almost scared me."

Zhao Qi grinned, "Oh, my disciple would be scared too. Okay, listen, I'll teach you one last thing... Why is it called Lingshan? Lingshan is only in your heart. You can only see it if you put your mind to it. Do you know that you are now covered with evil spirits from here? As long as you say their names, they will immediately peel off your skin. Now you know why I told you not to meddle in things that you shouldn't be involved in and not to recite sutras that you shouldn't recite."

"So now Zhao Kui is looking at you, but you can't see him. But as long as you offer him a stick of incense, you will be able to see him immediately!"

"But why can't he see me?"

Zhao Qi laughed as if he could still breathe, and laughed until he was out of breath: "Because he thinks you are still in the mirror! Hahahahahaha, but if he thinks you are here, he will be able to see you immediately!"

He put away his devilish smile and said, "Do you know how to get out?"

Li Wuxiang shook his head: "I don't know."

"I heard from Zhao Kui that you are a ghost fairy. Then someone needs to worship you. When you worship your thoughts, you can hear that person... You need to listen carefully and search carefully. If you grasp his thoughts, you will naturally get out. But I haven't tried it! I don't know if it works! Try it yourself. But if you stay here for too long without incense and offerings, no matter who you are, you will eventually become an evil ghost and then slowly dissolve into the blood pool."

Zhao Qi stared at him and said, "I don't know what you are capable of now, I can only tell you how to deal with him. Zhao Kui is a god-like being. Unless one day everyone in the world forgets about him, even if you can defeat him, you can't kill him completely. As long as he stays in Lingshan, even if he becomes an evil ghost, he has his position. As long as someone thinks of him, he can revive again."

Li Wuxiang thought for a moment and said, "But you just said that once you become a demon, you will slowly dissolve into a pool of blood—"

"Ah, yes. It will take thousands of years, can you wait? So listen, if you defeat him, take out the things he left behind!" Zhao Qi said viciously, "Suppress him! Use whatever method is most powerful! If you can go to the Sun Path, find someone from the Sun Path to strike him with the Divine Thunder! Strike him for 49 days and see if he dies! If you can't find anyone, hand it over to the Six Departments Xuanjiao or the Sword Sect! He is also a god, and what he left behind can barely be called the remains of an immortal, which is a good thing! You can exchange it for anything you want!"

"When you kill him, you need to be strong and vigorous! Just like the swordsman back then! You have to hit him with one strike, and don't give him a chance to fight back. Here, as long as he understands, you can't beat him!" After saying these words, Zhao Qi yawned, and a layer of red mist slowly rose from his body, as if the smoke that had turned into flesh and blood before could not gather and was about to disperse again.

He sighed, "There is one more thing. Aren't you the leader of Ranshan? I heard Zhao Kui talk about the illusion. You can't use the illusion, right? The things in Ranshan actually work in the same way, turning the illusion into reality and the reality into illusion. If you want to use the illusion, just find a place and rebuild the mountain gate exactly the same, and then the thing will naturally unfold."

"Okay." Zhao Qi sighed again, "Go ahead."

Li Wuxiang frowned and thought: "Should I kill Zhao Kui just like this?"

"Oh, at this time, if you say these words again, you will look down on me." Zhao Qi smiled coldly, "It's not that I don't know what you want to do. The reason I told you those things is just because what you said makes some sense... I figured it out. I was so good to him, but he treated me like a worn-out shoe! It's ridiculous. I have lived for so long, but I can't see it as clearly as you. Come on, kill me first, then kill Zhao Kui, and help you, who betrayed your teacher and destroyed your ancestors!"

Li Wuxiang was silent for a moment, reached into his arms, took out three incense sticks, lit them, and threw them on Zhao Qi.

Zhao Qi was stunned, his mouth was bloody and his eyes were staring at him.

"Sometimes, what I say is not what I really mean. But sometimes, it is actually true." Li Wuxiang smiled, "Master, I said that I don't think you are hateful, but it doesn't mean that others don't think you are hateful. You have been looking for Zhao Kui all the way, taking away the life of so many people and killing so many people. They must hate you. If you die like this, who can those who lost their lives in vain go to for justice?"

"So you can't die yet. You should stay in Lingshan. When I have time, I will go to all the villages and towns you have been to again, and tell them which things to worship to be effective - if you have harmed someone, you should make some compensation. I don't know what the rules of Lingshan are, but it should be easier to become an immortal or a god if others remember your good deeds than if they remember your bad deeds."

He sighed, "I said I think you are a kind person by nature, and it's true. Master, learn to be a good person. Believe it or not, I know better than you how uncomfortable it is to be entangled in resentment and gritting your teeth. Do some good things, and you will feel much better."

The three incense sticks burned slowly, and Zhao Qi was still in a daze. After a long time, he suddenly fell to the ground, his chest heaving, and he exhaled a long breath.

Ghosts can't breathe, but he really exhaled a thick black-red, turbid air that seemed like an arrow. The sand and stones on his body suddenly trembled, then scattered from his body surface and disappeared in the blood mist.

He still looked skinned, but his body surface was now glowing with blood, instead of the previous dirty appearance of black and red cracks mixed with mud and sand.

Li Wuxiang didn't know what this change meant, but his intuition told him that it was a good thing - had Zhao Qi come to his senses? In Lingshan, thoughts seemed to be extremely important... His resentment had dissipated, so it must have affected him as well.

He smiled and patted Zhao Qi's arm: "I'll help you get your skin back. Also, this is not called betraying your teacher and ancestors, this is called cleaning up the family!"

He took out the last three incense sticks from his arms and lit them, silently imagining how Zhao Kui looked in Jinshui at that time - a ball of black air, with only two of the three flowers on his head left, and human skin dancing all over his body, and then he suddenly looked in the direction that Zhao Qi had pointed before.

He saw the ancient cave!

It was an even more eerie and dark cave entrance in a black and red blood mist.

Breaking the evil requires blood and energy, and his blood and energy are almost non-existent, but he can use them all around!
Li Wuxiang's tentacles outside his body began to suck, and in just two or three breaths, they turned from white to pink, and then from pink to red. The things that had originally wrapped him tightly seemed to scream in his ears, some immediately fled in all directions, but more were sucked by his tentacles and quickly lost weight, dispersing in the blood.

The True Immortal Body Dao Pian in his body then started to operate rapidly, transforming all the evil energy of the Lingshan into pure blood, which slowly gathered on his flying sword.

Blood gradually appeared on the small sword, causing it to vibrate and buzz inside the body, as if it was eager to break out of the body.

So he suppressed it by force, lowered his body, and used his hands and feet to climb towards the ancient cave.

After climbing four or five steps, he reached the cave entrance. He leaned against the side of the cave and only poked one eye to look inside.

Zhao Kui...how did he become like this? !
His body was still a mass of black mist, but there was a golden glow on his body, vaguely forming an outline... as if it was a golden armor! The faint light emitted by the golden armor not only coated the remaining two blood flowers on his head with a layer of golden light, but also faintly formed a third golden flower!
And his face became clearer, closer to the appearance of the Kitchen God seen in Jinshui!
He is about to have the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of his Head again!

A month ago, before leaving Jinshui, Zhao Kui begged him and threatened him, saying that he was about to die. But now, Li Wuxiang felt that he was about to return to the state when he fought with Zeng Jianqiu. Where did he get the power of vows to practice? ?
At this time, Zhao Kui was sitting in the darkness of the ancient cave, and his posture was really like a sacred one. He used the human skin as tentacles and danced slowly in the void around him. Li Wuxiang observed for a while and found that it was not aimless, but seemed to be plucking something.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he actually saw it—

There were actually many clear lights in the darkness, like tiny ripples in the air, and tiny human voices were coming from those ripples. Li Wuxiang just concentrated on listening for a while, and those ripples began to sway slightly, and Zhao Kui's head suddenly straightened, as if he had noticed something.

He immediately stopped thinking - the voices coming from the ripples sounded gentle and pious, not like the whispers of the evil spirits he heard in the mirror, which were full of resentment and poison. So... was it the prayers of the living? He was about to listen just now, and he might have almost stolen his incense.

Who else is worshipping him? There are so many ripples, and no one knows how many people there are!

Hit the target with one strike, hit the target with one strike... It seems that now is not the best time. Li Wuxiang once again used his hands and feet to slowly retreat. But just as he was about to disappear into the blood mist, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind -

Golden Armor...Taiyi...that, dream!
After killing Xu Daosheng, I had this dream the night I camped on the way back to Deyang with Cheng Peixin and Cheng Shengfei!
At that time, I thought that the evil spirit had changed its way of communicating with me, and it had become a dream. But what if... it was not the evil spirit who came to me in the dream, but Zhao Kui? Before I went to bed that night, I was thinking about establishing a sect, so did he seize the opportunity?
He knew that the Wu Temple in Deyang was occupied by a monster, so he wanted me to go to the Wu Temple to get rid of the monster and then provide him with a place to stay? !

The ghost is still there... Ha! That's a very good saying!

(End of this chapter)