The Ghost King's blood pupil was destroyed.
The soul of Master Xiangyun did not chase after the remaining Ghost King Shadow.
It wasn't that Master Xiangyun didn't chase after him, it was that after what happened just now, the power of the Buddha's Dharma on Master Xiangyun's soul had been almost consumed. The Buddha's body floating above Master Xiangyun's head slowly turned into golden light and merged back into Master Xiangyun's soul.
With a tremble of his soul, Master Xiangyun came to the front of Grandma Tianqi.
Grandma Tianqi opened her eyes slightly, grabbed Master Xiangyun's arm with one hand, and said weakly: "Xiangyun, the Seven-Aperture Exquisite Heart was taken away by the Ghost King. I can't fulfill the previous agreement. If you want to give the Seven-Aperture Exquisite Heart to that human boy, you can only take it yourself!"
Master Xiangyun chanted, "Amitabha! ... Tianqi, you are injured, so don't say anything more."
Then Master Xiangyun took out a golden pill from his body, stuffed it into Grandma Tianqi's mouth, and said, "Tianqi, take good care of your injuries. I will help you kill the remaining ghost king."
Later, after taking a look at Grandma Tianqi, Master Xiangyun pointed his hand to the side, and the exorcism magic that killed the Ghost King Xuetong flew back into his hand from a deep pit nearby.
Without saying anything more, Master Xiangyun's soul flew out of the monster cave.
The members of the civet cat clan who were hiding in the small building saw one ghost king destroyed and the other ghost king escape. Only then did they dare to come out of the small building and rush towards Grandma Tianqi.
The little monk Yuquan, the little cat demon Qing'er, I and I just arrived at the end of Yuanbao Mountain. Because we didn't have a moment's rest along the way, the three of us were exhausted.
"Brother Yang, please take a break. My feet are numb!"
The young monk Yuquan said breathlessly while rubbing his thigh.
I glared at him and urged him, "Hurry up and go. We are not far from the civet cat clan's demon cave. If we delay any longer, I am afraid that before we get there, the two ghost kings will have been dealt with by your master and Grandma Tianqi."
"Besides, weren't you the one who wanted to see the show? You were so enthusiastic before, but now, are you scared?!"
The young monk Yuquan was embarrassed by what I said. He was very embarrassed and laughed "haha".
I couldn't do anything about him. I looked at the tired Yuquan and the little cat demon Qing'er, curled my lips and said, "Okay, then let's take a rest for a while, but only for five minutes. After five minutes, we will continue to rush up the mountain!"
"Okay, okay... Brother Yang, I'll listen to you!"
Yuquan said carelessly.
I took out a bottle of mineral water from my cloth bag, took a few sips, and handed it to Yuquan and the little cat demon.
Now my enthusiasm is obviously much higher than Yuquan and the little cat demon Qing'er.
At this time, the sun's rays were already a bit dazzling. It was still hot on my body. But fortunately, we were now in the woods of Yuanbao Mountain. There were many trees here, and they were very dense, which blocked a lot of light for us.
There is also a mountain breeze in the forest, and the breeze feels particularly cool when blowing on the body.
Just as the three of us were enjoying the rare coolness, the young monk Yuquan suddenly made a surprised sound.
"Hey! Brother Yang, Brother Yang... Look, that black air over there looks like ghost energy! And it's so dense, it looks like a ghost... No, it's the Ghost King!"
I listened to Yuquan's words
, and quickly looked in the direction he was looking.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t look, I indeed saw a black shadow staying under a tree.
When the little monk Yuquan and I came here before, we didn't find any ghosts in Yuanbao Mountain. Now it seems that the ghost is probably one of the two ghost kings who broke into the civet cat clan.
But shouldn't the Ghost King be in the demon cave of the raccoon cat clan? How come he appeared outside?
I retracted my gaze and whispered to Yuquan and the little cat demon Qing'er, "Yuquan, let's go over there. Miss Qing'er, you are not as advanced as me, so you should wait for us here. Let's go over and see what's going on."
The little cat demon Qing'er nodded.
I signaled to the young monk Yuquan with my eyes.
Then, the two of us slowly moved towards the tree.
About twenty meters away from the tall tree, the little monk Yuquan and I stopped.
At this time, the ghostly energy under the tree churned for a few times, and then an old man's soul was revealed. I could feel the old man's strong power. And compared to the ghosts I had seen before, the old man's soul was definitely much stronger than those ghosts.
Just as the little monk was about to speak to me, I covered his mouth and made a gesture to silence him.
The young monk Yuquan and I didn't say anything, but just stared at the ghost quietly.
The old man chuckled a few times and said to himself, "Hehe, although Xuetong is dead, I was able to obtain the Seven-Aperture Exquisite Heart, so it's not a loss this time. However, that old bald donkey is too powerful. Although only his soul is left, he killed Xuetong. He is really an expert."
"But now the Seven-Aperture Exquisite Heart is in my hands. Hehe, when the time comes, I will find a body and integrate the Seven-Aperture Exquisite Heart into my own body. Then my strength will improve by leaps and bounds. Not to mention the soul of an old monk, even if the King of Hell wants to deal with me, he will have to consider his own abilities."
"Hehe, not a loss, not a loss..."
From the ghost's words, I was able to tell that the ghost was the ghost king who broke into the civet cat clan's lair.
What surprised me was that the Seven-Aperture Heart actually fell into his hands.
It can be imagined that this ghost king must be very powerful.
As we were looking at the ghost king, a thick layer of ghost energy appeared on his soul. The ghost energy enveloped the ghost king's soul.
Immediately afterwards, the ghost king began to fly out of Yuanbao Mountain.
"Oh no, he's leaving!"
The young monk Yuquan said nervously.
I thought about it and said to Yuquan, "Yuquan, let's follow the ghost king first. Although we are no match for the ghost king, we can leave a mark on the road. When your master, Master Xiangyun, arrives, we will definitely be able to destroy this ghost."
"Okay, Brother Yang, let's do as you say."
"Okay... Let's follow them now."
Then the good energy in my body surged, and I followed him with the Seven Star Steps.
The young monk Yuquan also followed me, following the Buddhist steps.
I originally thought that the ghost king would be very fast, but I was wrong. The ghost king was not much faster than me and Yuquan. Moreover, the ghost king stopped on the road several times. Each time, he adjusted his soul and body before continuing on his way.
Looking at his appearance, I suddenly realized that he must be injured! Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to walk and stop.
Three hours later, the ghost king finally
Instead of hurrying on their way, they stopped inside a cemetery.
Through the cemetery, I found a small village not far away.
It was noon, and many families in the village were cooking. The curling smoke slowly rose above the village like morning mist. From time to time, you could hear the laughter of children.
In contrast to the village is this cemetery.
This cemetery is in the woods and looks eerie. Many of the graves are covered with lush weeds. There are also a few graves that look new. The tombstones are all new.
The ghost king wandered around in the cemetery, and then his soul suddenly dived into the mound of a new grave.
The little monk and I didn't dare say a word and just watched it all in silence.
After the Ghost King entered the grave, the cemetery suddenly seemed to become cold.
I had goose bumps all over my arms and back.
It would be difficult for ordinary people to know that the Ghost King was hiding in the cemetery, but a few crows seemed to have discovered the existence of the Ghost King.
The crows flew onto the tombstone of the grave where the Ghost King was, and cawed in a sharp, piercing voice.
Here in the quiet woods cemetery, the sound of crows adding a touch of stealthiness.
But a few minutes later, several ghostly auras suddenly emerged from the grave.
The evil spirits were like arrows, directly piercing into the bodies of the crows.
Before the crows could fly away, they fluttered down from the stone tablet and landed on the grave mound.
Then, what was even more strange was that the corpses of the crows that had just died suddenly gave off a foul smell.
Soon, I noticed that the foul smell actually attracted a large number of ants.
The ants began to crawl onto the crow's body, densely packed together, constantly biting the crow's rotten flesh. I even found white maggots wriggling under the crow's black feathers.
You can't stare at that picture too closely, or your stomach will feel uncomfortable.
The young monk Yuquan closed his eyes, his lips trembling, and whispered softly, "Amitabha! ... "
In order to prevent the Ghost King from escaping, I stared at the grave.
Time passed slowly for more than half an hour.
Before the little monk and I could react, a voice came from the tomb, "Hey, I, Shadow, finally have a body again. I can finally become stronger!"
Immediately afterwards, the new grave began to tremble and bulge up little by little.
Even the tombstone in front of the tomb slowly tilted.
I frowned, not knowing what had happened inside the grave.
And the next moment, there was a "crack" sound, as if something was shattered.
Then, a pair of hands stretched out from the raised grave mound.
Then, the yellow soil on the grave began to separate to both sides, and a black coffin board suddenly flew out from the grave.
For a moment, the cemetery became covered in dust.
The little monk Yuquan and I, who had opened our eyes, both subconsciously covered our mouths and noses.
Then I noticed that a middle-aged man slowly sat up from inside the grave.
The man had a rough build, hair like a chicken coop, and bulging blood vessels on his neck. However, his face was covered with dark red corpse spots.
Soon, the man stood up from the coffin in the grave, but his eyes were red.
I know that it must be the Ghost King who entered that man's body.
(to be continued)
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