An old monster named Jiedan is already in his twilight years.
The hair above his head was only a few strands that were close to his scalp. He could not tie the crown, so he could only tie it with a peach wood hairpin. He held the phoenix tail whisk in his hand, and his tall and thin body was left with only his skin wrapped around his bones.
The old monster closed his eyes tightly, and his dry white skin suddenly turned into a dark purple color, from lifeless pale to a strange greasy feeling, like a swelling and smooth body of a dead person, with blood all over his body vague and invisible, but the profound and majestic strange aura still makes people feel trembling.
Qian Chen saw through this person's background at a glance. In front of the Supreme Demon, he showed off their shallow magical ways and could only laugh generously.
"Another method of prolonging oneself into a ghost... is the most inferior method of prolonging one's life. As the saying goes, if the longevity is not enough, the longevity is enough, the longevity is gathered."
For some reason, the affairs of the underworld are all controlled by the earth. There is no underworld as serious as the heavens, nor is there a god who controls the underworld. The closest thing to the reincarnation of the underworld is the Nine Nether Demon Realm. The demonic path controls a very important part of the underworld laws, and the boundaries of life and death are not clear.
At the last moment of life, these monks used the magic method of the devil to transform themselves into a state of half human, half ghost, half life and half death.
On weekdays, they follow the ghost path and live in the world with their yin life. Only when they enjoy or fight can they spend their life. In this way, a one-year life can make them live a hundred years longer, but they will get closer and closer to ghosts during this period.
"But in this century, there are actually very few truly awake moments." Qian Chen glanced at the old monsters coldly. The county family was seeking to be the gods after death, and not many people used this method to prolong their life. But even the lower level of cultivation families pursued the family background, there were many old but immortal monsters in the clan.
However, this method is taboo by the divine way, and these old monsters cannot appear openly. Therefore, these old monsters do not appear on weekdays. This time, there are no human gods in the secret realm of the Thunder Sea, and the city god and land supervision, so many such old and immortal monsters have come.
"The foundation..." Qian Chen sneered in his heart.
"How many ancestors have I ascended to the Taoist Tao? Even if the immortal karma is difficult to achieve in this life, it is better to lose my soul and enter the Taoist path again in the next life."
"The foundation is to attain the soul, immortality, and ascend to heaven."
"Making yourself neither a human nor a ghost, and taking over the family is nominally suppressing luck and accumulating foundation for the family's younger generations, but in fact they are unwilling to die, squeezing the growth space of their younger generations, devouring luck and squeezing resources. If you don't die, you are called thieves... These people are family thieves, and their lives are thieves!"
Qian Chen was extremely disdainful of this, otherwise he would not have hooked up the ancestral tombs of aristocratic families in several counties around him, turning the eight demon bodies suppressed in the demon cave into a terrifying curse and entangled them on these people.
As for the ghost transformed by the old monster, Qian Chen also looked very familiar, just a purple-skinned yaksha.
There are many kinds of yakshas. Qian Chen once used the Moon Demon's Skin Painting Sutra to dig through the ghost skins of two indigo-faced ghost king Yasha. In terms of this, it is even more powerful than the purple-skinned Yasha.
The same way is to steal the sky and change the sun, and live in vain. The demonic way can turn itself into a yaksha ghost and gods who are extremely afraid of the moon demons and seize their lifespan. However, the old monsters of the Lei family can only abandon part of their human body and life, mix with ghosts, swallow blood and food, worship ghosts, and turn them into hybrid yakshas.
The old monster that turned into a purple-skinned Yasha was now like more dead than living people. It was heading towards the life lamp, and its mouth and nose were no longer breathing.
As it gradually approached the copper lamp of the man figurine, the lamp flowers on the life lamp did not flash at all. Ma Laohei, a black-faced man standing beside Qian Chen, smacked his tongue: "It's still the old monsters of the aristocratic family that are cruel enough. Mr. Guo covered up his life and stole life oil with his decayed aura. And these old monsters simply turned into ghosts and gods, dead people, and even living people. No matter how you steal life, you can't do anything to them."
The overseas cultivator also sighed: "It seems that the thousand-year-old lifelong lamp oil accumulated in this demon cave is worth the price of these old monsters!"
Qian Chen shook his head calmly and said, "That's not necessarily..."
He asked Qian Chen to tell the secret of the bronze figurine life lamp, and the old monster of the Jin family who had not blamed him before sneered: "How can we let you speculate on the methods of our aristocratic families?"
"It's just a purple-skinned yaksha. It's just the lowest level of ghosts and gods in Jiuyou. If you want to seize the life oil from the hands of the bronze figurines, it would be almost the same if it was a Feitian yaksha." Qian Chen said without hesitation.
"Flying Yasha?" Ma Laohei looked at Qian Chen with his eyes and waited for him to explain.
"Flying Yasha is the most brutal place among the ghosts and gods. When the zombies in the world practice Mahayana, the beasts turn into worms, the gods turn into worms, the evil ones turn into demons, the fleshless ones turn into bones, and the demons turn into flying zombies. Flying Zasha is a kind of extremely powerful flying zombies."
"In addition, once a corpse-leaving immortal who practices Taiyin and refines the body, if something goes wrong and turns into an unknown monster, it may also become a flying yaksha. There are also flying yakshas in the Nine Netherworld Demon Realm. Such monsters are a headache for the true man of Yangshen. Among them, the powerful can fight against the terrifying existence of the true immortal of the Yuanshen. How could this half-human and half-ghost purple-skinned yaksha be compared with this half-human and half-ghost purple-skinned yaksha?" Qian Chen explained in detail.
Someone from the Lei family sneered: "It's just a casual cultivator who has read some miscellaneous books, and he also came here to show off. Isn't my uncle a lot more about this bronze figurine lamp than you?"
"When he gets back the lamp oil, what value do you have?"
Qian Chen said calmly: "Have you ever thought that your uncle who knows everything? The bronze dragon and snake on the life lamp are forbidden to steal lamp oil, but where is such a large bronze figure...what are there?"
Hearing this, Lei Yu was shocked and hurriedly said to the family children beside him: "Go and call the Fourth Patriarch back!"
The old monster approaching the life lamp had already stretched out his fingers to reach the lamp in the hand of the figurine. It slowly reached out and held a small jade bottle in its hand, which was also an essentially excellent magic weapon.
The bronze figure was filled with earth rust and copper smell. The cold figure was lifeless, and the cast face was strange and weird. At this time, a strange depression spread throughout the old monster's body for no reason, and his body couldn't help but tremble.
As if it was the instinct of the evil ghost Yasha, the old monster slowly turned his head and saw a hideous bronze face that had come to him. The terrifying aura that made him tremble came to his face. A bronze hand passed through his chest and pulled out his internal organs.
Yasha's body was so shocked by the aura that he could not move at all.
The old monster of the Lei family, whose heart was dug out, screamed wildly, and melted like a candle from the top of his head, turning into a pool of purple liquid, turning the life lamp into a strange dark white.
Qian Chen sighed and said, "If it is not transformed into a body of ghosts and gods, there is still some resistance. But with the body of Yasha, Isn't this a gift? Do you think those strange underworld weapons and strange figures of human figurines are guarding against? What are the various arrangements in this tomb, and the copper lamps of human figurines are resisting the invasion of what things do you think?"
Lei Yu raised his head and looked at Qian Chen and said word by word: "In ancient times, the earth immortal world was connected with Jiuyou. After the powerful monk died, in order to prevent his own corpse from being attacked by Jiuyou, he arranged various means in his tomb to resist the darkness from Jiuyou with the witch demon and the mysterious gate."
"At that time, the emperor and the princes died, there were powerful Qi training men, warriors, and wizards loyal to them who were voluntarily buried with them, and turned into ghosts and gods guarding the tombs in the tombs. At the same time, monks, monsters and other creatures would be buryed with them. At most, a single tomb of the emperor would have millions of creatures. Among them, there were dozens of immortals."
Qian Chen nodded slightly and said, "When the hundreds of schools of thought in the Middle Ages, the saints of the hundred schools of thought cut off the connection between Shenzhou and Jiuyou. From then on, there will be no need to arrange those strange means of defense in the tomb."
After the bronze figures took action, it seemed to have a chain reaction. Several nearby bronze figures came alive and attacked the old monster Jiedan who was touching them with their life lamp.
The old monster Jiedan who turned into a stone statue and wanted to steal the life oil was also beaten into pieces by two bronze statues.
On both sides of the tomb passage, the bronze figurines came alive and killed the old monsters closest to them. If the old monsters in the kidnapping use their magic power, they would burn their lifespan by the life lamp and turn into ghosts to resist. Faced with the snake-fighting god who restrained the ghosts, they would have no power to fight back.
With just a few breaths, four or five old monsters of Jiedan died tragically.
Even the monks who were slightly closer to the Dharma were burned for many years. Ma Laohei saw a young monk from the Jin family with his own eyes. Because he wanted to save an ancestor, he was ignited by the life lamp. He grew old and his hair turned gray.
After the man barely escaped, he pinched his fingers and his hands were still trembling, and he said in horror: "I can only live for another twenty years...I can only live for another twenty years! But I am only forty years! I have lost my two hundred years of life! I..."
Looking at the bronze figure in front of him, in horror, he took a step back.
A gust of cold wind blew, and in front of everyone, his body turned into white bones, scattered on the ground with a thud, and soon even the white bones turned into ashes.
Everyone's scalp was numb. On this road, the bronze figurine lamps on both sides of this road were strange and terrifying. Killing knots was like slaughtering chickens. Out of caution, several old monsters who did not take action even looked at the figurines, and their scalp was numb, as if they had seen some peerless evil spirit.
Several monks quickly moved forward, far away from this road. Many people stared at Qian Chen with their eyes almost choosing people to eat him and bit him to death. This kid is so weird. He knows so much, but he watches them die.
"Actually, I also heard from others. Many things are just heard and have never seen them with my own eyes. How can I know that they are true?" Qian Chen said innocently.
Qingniu, who was following Tao Kan, looked at his appearance and muttered in a rumination state, "That kid is a bad guy and hurts people everywhere, and he has a bit of the style of my old cow."
He fled from the shortest tomb passage in a panic and almost got furious when he saw his own loss of manpower.
Jin Chong, the head of the Jin family, looked at Qian Chen and said coldly: "What do you know about this road, these lamps, so it is better to explain first. Otherwise, it will be hard for me not to doubt that you want to use this magic hole to arrange it and kill the people of our families!"
Qian Chen said calmly: "Even if I don't say it, can you still dare to do it?"
Jin Chong showed a cruel smile and said, "As long as there is someone who is willing to sacrifice himself for the family, he can fight to death and kill you here. If you harm several elders of our Jin family, if you still refuse to explain, give up one of them and kill you, what's wrong?"
After saying that, several dead soldiers from the Jin family stood up.
The old monk Guo stood next to Qian Chen with a copper tobacco pot and said, "This young man is for me to live. I can only pay back my old bones with this life!"
Ma Laohei also smiled and said, "The easiest thing for us wandering cultivators is to suffer some secrets. We don't know as much as your aristocratic family. Finally, such a Bai Xiaosheng appeared. I still want to rely on him to save my life here!"
The overseas cultivator also came to stand beside Qian Chen. Except for those who could not retreat, several cultivators with relatively strong cultivation were all standing vaguely on Qian Chen's side.
Before the wandering cultivators and the aristocratic family, the atmosphere was tense. On this tomb path that restricts magic power, if the wandering cultivators still dare not compete with the aristocratic family, they would have lived for so many years.
If you don’t know how to unite, just be a dog for the aristocratic family!
Qian Chen looked at the situation and saw dozens of people on the side of the wandering cultivators, about twenty people on their side, and most of them were just vaguely leveraging their own intentions and would not completely turn against him and the aristocratic family. On the side of the aristocratic family, there were more than one hundred people on the Jinlei family. Not to mention their cultivation, the number of people far exceeded them.
Qian Chen smiled and compromised as they wished. He touched his chin and said, "I don't know much about the layout of this tomb passage. Most of the things I can say are said. What else do you want to know?"
"The way to obtain life oil... should be more than the one you said!" Jin Chong opened his eyes and asked. He had a good plan. If he asked this question, someone on the side of the casual cultivator would inevitably be moved and could isolate Qian Chen to the greatest extent.
Qian Chen sighed with a sigh of relief: "I only know a few ways to steal life oil. I said that it is your problem whether it can be done!"
"There are a few more!" Whether it was the aristocratic family or the casual cultivators who heard Qian Chen's words, they had the urge to capture him to search the soul.
Especially the aristocratic families have always claimed to have a long history, a lot of talents, and have far surpassed those of casual cultivators. Unexpectedly, they couldn't even come up with one method, but Qian Chen knew several methods.
Everyone looked at Qian Chen together, waiting for him to tell him the method of stealing lamp oil.
"Although the bronze life lamp here is ancient, its fundamental is the art of Xuanmen, which is consistent with the art of the Beidou prolonging life and death in the Taoist sect. If someone understands the method of catching stars and prolonging life like the seven-star lamp, he can use the lamp to prolong life, and use the lamp oil on it to prolong life, and even do not have to take the risk of stealing lamp oil." Qian Chen said a method that was beyond everyone's expectations, but thinking about it carefully is reasonable.
After hearing this, everyone felt that the layer of paper had been pierced, and they were sure that this method was undoubtedly...
Can……
Someone from the aristocratic family scolded: "If I understand this secret sect, will it be necessary for you to say?"
Tao Kan also walked behind with the green bull in his arms, shook his head and said, "Mo Yue only has inheritance in those few Taoist sects, and Zhuge, Langya, should also have it, but the value of such magic is even greater than all the magic trap here... Where can I get it?"
Jin Chong's face was also ugly, and he was about to say a few more words of discord.
Qian Chen added: "If you don't understand the method of valiant star prolonging life, Beidou will be killed and Nandou will be born. If you have formations, magic and magical powers about Nandou, you can also try it!"
Everyone looked at each other, and there were few magics about stars in the world, let alone magics about stars like Beidou and Nandou?
Qian Chen shook his head helplessly and said, "If this method fails, use the power of the divine way and the power of sentient beings to change oil with the bronze figure. One or two of the powers of the vows can be used to refine the Tianyin, which can probably be replaced with a drop of lamp oil."
As soon as these words were said, the casual cultivators looked embarrassed. They had a shallow foundation and it was really hard to have anything to do with Shinto.
And the aristocratic family also looked ugly. Tao Kan sighed: "Although my Tao family is close to the City God, the incense in the City God Temple can only be refined for two or two days. The divine power that can be refined is not enough, so how can it be used to extend life?"
"After all..." Tao Kan shook his head slightly and stopped talking.
After all, the life of the City God is the Tianlu Yinsheng. When the Heavenly Court was awarded, it would be three or five hundred years. How could you care about the year or two of the lamp oil?
Among the casual cultivators, someone suddenly spoke: "How can you exchange the power of incense and vows for lamp oil?"
"It's okay to use the method of divine sacrifice!" Qian Chen replied.
The man borrowed incense and candles and many magical instruments to arrange altars from other cultivators on the spot. He arranged a simple altar under the bronze man figurine to hold a sacrifice. A set of rituals passed by, but the life lamp suddenly became three-dimmed. The bronze man figurine holding the lamp slowly turned his head and faced the man.
The gloomy and weird atmosphere was, when the bronze figure responded, there were people in the casual cultivators of the aristocratic family who were tense and had difficulty breathing.
But the bronze figure did not take action, but stared at the man deeply, and then the casual cultivator took out two broken ritual vessels, which were indeed left with incense and wishes.
Two shrine ritual vessels were taken away by the bronze figure, and three drops of lamp oil like amber agar flew out from the life lamp above his head, which fell into the hands of the casual cultivator.
It's really feasible!
When everyone looked at this strange scene, many people stood up with horror and were so shocked that they all got goosebumps! The boy from the Lei family said in horror: "Is this bronze figure alive?"
Qian Chen glanced slightly and said, "The God of Snakes is also a God. Since he is a God, he has divine nature and can respond even if he is not alive or dead."
The casual cultivator who obtained the lamp oil returned to the road and saw many old monsters in the aristocratic family staring at him. Even among the group of casual cultivators, many of them had malicious eyes.
His scalp was numb and he knew he had become a hot potato.
He said directly: "Sell three drops of life-delay lamp oil, do not collect the Lingtian industry, do not accept credit, and buy and sell at the current price!" In the aristocratic family, several old monsters looked at each other, sent a message to the casual cultivator, and the two parties started trading.
Chapter completed!