Yin Yang Lantern Man

Chapter 305 Zhang Qingshou Appears

"Everyone in the Zhang family, die today!"

The camera that fell to the ground was still filming that person's back. No, that was a ghost.

Zhang Qingshou's theory of ghosts became famous all over the world, and made people know about the existence of that thing.

But his grave and his descendants are being slaughtered at this time.

"Please, let my wife go."

A man knelt on the ground and cried: "My wife did nothing, and she has nothing to do with the Zhang family. Instead, I harmed her!"

This man still had some backbone and knelt in front of Chen Ning'an begging for his life.

"Husband, don't ask him!"

His wife looked determined: "We don't ask for help. At worst, we can meet on the road to the underworld after we die."

"You do not understand!"

The man turned around and yelled, "As long as the child is alive, our Zhang family is not extinct!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly covered his mouth.

"Why are not you talking?"

Chen Ning'an did not hide the contempt in his eyes. He raised his hand and burned the man.

Zhang Qingshou's tomb was on fire. One by one, the firewood was lit, and the people in the flames continued to walk towards the tomb.

The woman was left behind by him: "If Zhang Qingshou comes before I kill them all, I will let you live."

He stepped onto the stairs like a devil, and above them were the bigwigs of the Zhang family.

The clan elders, the head of the Zhang family and others stared at Chen Ningan. They had no way to retreat.

"What should we do? Who has the stuff to ward off ghosts?"

The head of the family asked others, but all he got in return was a shake of the head.

"Today is the day for the ancestor worship. Everything is outside. The only thing that can be used here is..."

They turned their heads and looked at the coffin. Inside the dark coffin lay their ancestor.

When Zhang Qingshou's ancestor died, he must have been buried with his own magical instruments, so it would definitely be useful for them to open the coffin now.

But the question is, this is extremely disrespectful, who will do it?

"I'll go."

The head of the family, Zhang Sheming, took a deep breath. He didn't even have time to grieve and look at the body of his dead father beside him.

He jumped into the grave, and inside were the burial objects of old man Zhang Qingshou.

There is gold, calligraphy and paintings, some of his favorite books during his lifetime, and so on.

The tomb was built like a house, from the side tomb to the main room, which was the ancestor's coffin.

The main room was split by lightning, and light poured down. Zhang Sheming actually saw a table.

There is a letter on the table.

letter?
He glanced at it and ignored it. The most important thing now was to get the magic weapon.

But when he pushed the coffin open with great effort, it was empty.

empty?

At this moment, Zhang Sheming felt as if his heart was struck by lightning!
Where is the magic weapon? Are they all going to be exterminated?
“Letter…letter…”

Zhang Sheming forced himself to remain calm. The screams outside were getting closer and closer. The nightmare had lit the "torch" and was approaching them.

When the envelope was opened, it was written by Zhang Qingshou's ancestor himself. The content made Zhang Sheming's face show surprise and ecstasy!

"My descendants, Zhang Qingshou, will see this letter, which proves that my tomb has been opened."

"The Zhang family suffered such a disaster because of karma, which started with a past I cannot bear to look back on."

"At that time, I was troubled by greed, anger and ignorance, and I once killed a demon from the ghost world. I thought I had nothing to worry about, but I calculated that he was not dead and would come back. "

"Now I see this letter. There is something in the tomb that can be subdued. There is a secret compartment under the coffin. If you see it, you must take it. I hope people in the future will make good use of it."

There is something under the coffin. It turns out our ancestors had calculated this day long ago!
Zhang Sheming cried with joy. He was worthy of being the ancestor who wrote the Theory of Yin Ghosts. He was respected as being on par with Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang. He was so amazing!
He moved the coffin away and saw an eight-diagram mirror underneath. He moved the secret compartment under the mirror and saw purple myrtle stars arranged around it.

On the mirror, there is a ring.

ring?

Zhang Sheming didn’t care about anything else. He picked up the ring and ran outside.

"We are saved! Our Zhang family is saved!"

he yelled, running towards the monster.

There is a lot of thick smoke here, with the black smoke and white fog clearly distinguished. Too many people have died.

"Zhang Qingshou, why don't you come out?"

Chen Ningan strolled leisurely in the garden, but no one could escape: "Old friend is back, don't you want to come out and see me?"

"Zhang Qingshou, are you a coward? Why don't you dare to come out?"

"Don't be so presumptuous!"

An elder of the clan shouted and blocked Chen Ning'an's way.

"I am in charge of two armies. Do you know who I am?"

"Stop your actions immediately, or you will face dire consequences!"

Chen Ning'an glanced at him.

"Big man?"

"die."

He stretched out his hand and lit it. The other party was still strong at first, but after two or three breaths, it began to burn.

"Haha, I thought he was a character."

He couldn't even bear this flame. The gap between him and me was too big.

Zhang Mingzhi swallowed.

It's a big disaster.

He just wanted the truth and to clarify the facts. He never wanted to kill anyone.

But now the situation is completely out of control, and Uncle Master Chen Ningan's behavior is lawless!
My uncle-master is a ghost!
He was so sure in his heart that only a ghost could live so long, and only a ghost could come back for revenge after hundreds of years.

The ghost continued to walk, and every step consumed his life. Finally, Zhang She's life came to an end.

"stop!"

He stopped in front of Chen Ning'an and said, "I can't let you be so presumptuous anymore. Stop right there!"

"Another one is blocking the road."

Chen Ningan pointed at the gradually motionless "Match" behind him and said, "Do you want to be like him?"

"I am Zhang Sheming, the head of the Zhang family. So what?"

Zhang Sheming took out the ring: "But now, it's different, you still can't take me down!"

"The old ancestor had long anticipated what would happen today. I don't care what your relationship is with the old ancestor. You killed so many people from my Zhang family. Today you must be buried with my Zhang family!"

His father died right next to him!

He didn't know what the function of this ring was, but he believed in his ancestors very much.

It is impossible for our ancestors to joke with their descendants at this dangerous moment.

"Oh?"

Chen Ning'an stopped and looked at the ring.

"How did that old man find this ring?"

Chen Ning'an looked at the ring and reached out to take it.

Sure enough, he will definitely wear it. What the ancestor said in the letter was right.

Zhang Sheming threw it directly over and was caught by Chen Ningan with one hand.

"laugh!"

His hands quickly charred and the flames burned himself. This ring had incredible power!
In the lantern world, on the top of Broken Mountain, Master Liu Fu was suddenly startled. He pointed at the charred body in the flames and said:

"Master, look, his hands are starting to burn."

"Really?"

Ming Yu Zhenren, who was preparing to open the altar for a ritual, hurried over and found that it was true!
"Haha, God is really helping me. This evil spirit can no longer bear it."

"Hurry, disciple, use these talismans to start the fire and increase the flame!"

They became busy, and Chen Ning'an seemed to be in the most dangerous moment.

On the Zhang family tomb, he was holding the ring, and the raging fire burning on his hand seemed to have no effect on him, as if it was not burning him.

The ring shone brightly in the firelight, and you could see some writing on it.

“Life and death depend on each other… He watched intently, not moving at all.

This ring seems to have some magical power.

Chen Ning'an just looked at him, his eyes filled with reminiscence.

"Zhang Qingshou, you really know how to capture people's hearts."

This ring actually represents his unforgettable love.

There were two rings, and he was holding one with the words "Until death do us part" engraved on it.

She held one with the words "Life and Death" engraved on it.

This ring is hers.

But later, she left him and fell into the arms of another man, so the ring naturally became nonsense.

Chen Ningan did it, and he died, and he let it go.
"But that bitch didn't do it."

He looked at the ring and slowly put it on his ring finger.

The next second, his entire body was ablaze with flames, and his body withered and carbonized...

"Haha, you really got fooled!"

Zhang Sheming laughed and clapped his hands in joy, "The old ancestor is invincible, the old ancestor is a master of calculation!"

"Divine divination?"

Suddenly, the charred man opened his eyes: "What kind of fortune-telling is he?"

"I lied to you. It's just a ring. Even if you guys worship it for hundreds of years, what harm can it do to me?"

His body burned in the flames, becoming smaller and smaller.

However, a terrible sense of crisis arose in everyone's heart.

That is fear, that is pain, that is madness!

To cut off the mountain pass, Mingyu Zhenren still needs to add talismans, and the evil spirit will almost be burned out, just a little bit.

But the next second, he suddenly discovered that the evil spirit was looking towards the side of the mountain.

It’s the hill next to it. What’s on the hill?
The next second, the huge ball of flesh on the top of the hill quickly shrank and condensed.

A man was walking in the air, and the sound of Buddhist chanting filled the air.

This is the real Chen Ningan!
He was completely burned in the flames, and was reduced to nothing but some ashes.

"Immortal, is it a paper figure that is burned?"

Ming Yu Zhenren took two steps back and said, "What I have been dealing with is just a paper figure?"

That fox fairy was contaminated to the point of being almost beyond salvation just by a paper man?

The true form of the paper man was the huge ball of flesh, which now transformed into an identical Chen Ning'an, walking in the air and controlling the Qi.

He raised his head suddenly: "Three flowers gather at the top of the head!"

A lead flower bloomed between his eyebrows!
Then, the ground flower opened up under his feet, covered with densely packed, silver runes.

The third flower, the golden flower finally emerged, a little golden light made the world bright.

"Golden Flower!"

Master Ming Yu shouted until his voice was hoarse and he screamed!

"Golden flower! The evil spirit has opened the golden flower!"

Behind Chen Ning'an, there was a dagger, an iron rod, and a sword. They moved and chopped down fiercely at the half-broken mountain.

Suddenly, the mountain was cut in half, an earthquake occurred, and the earth rolled like waves.

Beneath the waves, the shadow of a world loomed.

"found it!"

Chen Ningan laughed and stepped in. One step down he found himself at the Zhang family tomb!
"Finally...finally I found it."

In the Zhang Family Tomb, the sky was torn by black smoke, and a three-headed, six-armed evil creature with golden flowers descended.

His head was alternately flat, angry and cold, and behind him were swords, iron nails, and daggers floating.

He descended completely, holding a vajra in his hand.

Nangong Fangyun looked up blankly. He seemed to know this person, but also seemed not to know him.

It looked like Chen Ningan, but in fact, this evil spirit was emitting fluctuations that he had never seen before.

"Zhang Qingshou, don't let me use my soul to force you out!"

His voice was clear and deep, as if many people were speaking at once, addressing the tomb.

Endless dark clouds covered the world, and it turned into darkness in an instant.

He got angry, and he...really showed his true self!
"Ugh……"

A long sigh.

Zhang Sheming turned around suddenly and saw an old man slowly walking out of the empty coffin.

The old man has white hair and beard, and looks like an immortal. There is also a golden flower on his head.

"Is it necessary for us to be so clear about our grudges?"

This person was Zhang Qingshou.

As soon as he arrived, the black air between heaven and earth was repelled, like yin and yang, black and white.

"You are indeed not dead."

Chen Ningan had golden flowers adorning his head. He approached quickly and in the blink of an eye he was face to face with Zhang Qingshou.

"Old man, you plotted against me and killed me. You never thought I would come back now."

Chen Ningan sneered, "You are trying to kill me with the ring I gave to that woman. How ridiculous."

"Chen Ning'an, that was just a mistake on my part."

Zhang Qingshou smiled bitterly: "When will the cycle of revenge end? Besides, if I hadn't killed you, would you have been able to follow the path of a ghost cultivator now?"

What a shocking statement! Chen Ning'an is actually a ghost cultivator!
No wonder he can make ghosts and gods bow to him, no wonder he himself is the opposite of humans, no wonder... he is always so painful.

The path of ghost cultivation is the most difficult and also the darkest one.

"Thanks to you!"

Chen Ning'an snorted coldly: "Now, I have crawled back from hell."

"Zhang Qingshou, it's time for you to die too."

"I'm afraid you can't kill me yet."

Zhang Qingshou narrowed his eyes and said, "Chen Ning'an, during the hundreds of years since you died, I wrote the Yin Ghost Theory, allowing the evil spirits from the lantern world to enter the human world and continuously collect the power of incense."

"People believe in me and worship me, and my cultivation improves by leaps and bounds."

"Now that I have refined my spirit and returned to the void, my primordial spirit is complete. How can a defective like you be able to resist me?"

The opponent has returned to the void!
The primordial spirit has been perfected, however, Chen Ningan is still refining the spirit.

Indeed, he had only blossomed a golden flower, his soul was not yet complete, and his realm could not be compared with Zhang Qingshou.

but……

He tore off the golden light on his body, and a strange aura immediately spread out.

Mysterious patterns appeared on the floor tiles, plants twisted, and the sky turned blood red.

"But... I am a ghost cultivator, and at the same time, I am also a disciple of the Heavenly Lord!"

One after another, fiery red leaves with flashing silver lines were thrown out by him.

"This master is the disciple of Jiu Tian Ying Yuan Lei Sheng Pu Hua Tian Zun!"

A leaf of fire fell down and was caught by him: "Zhang Qingshou, look at my Divine Thunder!"

A golden flower flashed, and the heaven and earth were shocked!
The divine thunder fell with a loud bang, Zhang Qingshou's face changed and he raised his hand to block it.

"when!"

He was protected by the golden light spell, blocking the thunder.

"Godly Thunder?"

Zhang Qingshou laughed: "You scared me to death, I really thought you were a disciple of Tianzun."

"It turned out to be just an ordinary bolt of lightning. I was worried for a moment."

It was not used.

Chen Ning'an knew that it was very difficult for him to make every bolt of lightning into a divine thunder.

He was not annoyed. With thousands of fire leaves, he could always create a divine thunder.

"Zhang Qingshou, let's see how much you can block!"

(End of this chapter)