Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 182 Lord Tianpeng, your Nine Heavens Divine Thunder has struck the wrong person!
The man in the dark blue Taoist robe ran wildly all the way, through the streets and alleys, and over the walls. Later, he ran directly on the rooftops.

As his junior fellow apprentice, Zhu Xuan gritted his teeth and put down his chopsticks.

"My senior brother hates evil and is prone to losing his mind when encountering something unclean. I'll go keep an eye on him."

"I'm really sorry to make you all laugh."

After saying that, Zhu Xuan also stood up and left.

"It looks like I won't be able to have a peaceful meal today." Qinghe's great sorcerer Luo Shuning smiled and shook his head.

"The Shenxiao sect doesn't have much inheritance in the contemporary era, and many of its Taoist methods have been lost. But after all, it is one of the three branches of Taoist talismans, so some of its skills in cultivating the mind and nature should not be lost."

"Master Yuan has an irritable temper and doesn't look like a Taoist practitioner. I'd better take a look at him to avoid any more trouble."

Luo Shuning thought about this and walked out with his apprentices Li Ziyuan and Hu Shuo, also heading towards Beishan.

Zhang Guangming was the only one left in the crudely decorated restaurant.

He took a bite of the braised pork, chewed it with big mouthfuls, called the waiter for a bottle of Linchuan tribute wine, and started drinking it by himself.

After taking a sip of the wine, my chest felt warm.

"One by one, they said they were here to get treatment and see the world. If you didn't know, you would think it was an inspection team."

"You want to eat fish?"

"I'll give it to you!"

Snapped!
After drinking half a catty of wine, Zhang Guangming suddenly became energetic, threw down his chopsticks, and angrily left the banquet where he was the only one.

In the northern mountain of Tao Village, resentment was surging and hanging upside down in the sky. The distorted and chaotic spirits merged and entangled, gradually turning into an indescribable mass of black fog.

Yuan Tingli stopped at the foot of the mountain and looked up.

The level of evil and ferocity in the air was so extreme that it could be said to be unprecedented.

He adjusted his cuffs, counted the talismans, and confidently walked along the rugged mountain road, heading straight towards the mountainside.

Arriving at the cemetery, Yuan Tingli stopped in front of the pit and looked down. In the deep pit were rotten bones piled together in a mess.

He didn't pay much attention to it. At this moment, the evil spirits in the sky disappeared and the surroundings became quiet, as if the huge resentment before had never happened.

The quieter it was, the more Yuan Tingli felt an indescribable creepiness in his heart.

A few jackdaws flew over, flapping their wings and rising up, frightening him so much that the hairs on his body stood up.

That doesn't make sense...
This aura is definitely from that fox demon. As a terrestrial immortal, it couldn't beat me when it was a child. After death, it turned into a fox demon, so there is no reason why it can defeat me. But why is there this fear lingering in my heart?

Yuan Tingli was about to back off, but then he changed his mind and realized that he had never been afraid of revenge for such a long time. He would not stop until he tortured the fox ghost to death today!
"You took so much trouble to lure me here, don't you just want to fight to the death?"

"Master Dao, I am here. Why don't you show up and surrender?"

"It's just a fox ghost, but it's full of tricks. It's ridiculous!"

The roar spread among the mountains and forests. In an instant, fog rose up and a burst of sad cries of foxes came from all directions. The sound was full of resentment and resentment.

How sad! How sad! How sad!

"He destroyed my cultivation and severed my roots. I am confused and uneasy about the road ahead! He peeled my skin, dug my flesh, picked my tendons, and chopped off my head! Oh my~ It hurts my heart and blood splatters in the forest. My body is torn into pieces and my soul is shocked."

"The world is vast, and I have a lot of complaints. I can't sleep at night and I can't rest during the day. The mountains and forests are silent, and the wind is cold and bleak. My tears are blown away by the wind."

"The hatred is engraved in my heart~ I will curse that evil person——"

"May his path be full of thorns, so that he may stumble when walking and sleep uneasy! May he be scorched by the sun during the day and cold at night! May his eyes be dim and unable to see the light, and his ears be deaf and unable to hear the sound! May his mouth and tongue be covered with sores, and his food be hard to swallow, and his body be hunched over and full of illness! May his relatives desert him, his friends go away, his wealth be like sand, and be scattered and lost! May his power be like a dream, and vanish in an instant! May he be spurned by others and haunted by evil spirits! May he fall into the sea of ​​suffering forever and never be able to escape!"

No escape!!!

The last verse turned into a sharp and piercing scream.

Yuan Tingli pinched his fingers and chanted some incantations to protect his ears. The next moment, the fox's howling protest stopped.

Da, da, da...

There was a sound of slow and unhurried footsteps coming from the fog. The steps were light, but the sound was enough to disturb people.

Yuan Tingli widened his eyes, staring into the fog, his chest heaving violently.

After listening carefully for a while, he suddenly realized that he didn't know if it was an illusion, but the footsteps were actually in rhythm with his heartbeat, as if his heart would stop beating as soon as the sound stopped.

"Get out of here and stop playing tricks here!"

Yuan Tingli pinched the talisman with two fingers and waved it vigorously. The talisman shot towards the fog like a sharp arrow.

The next second, lightning flashed in the fog, thunder suddenly rose, and the footsteps gradually disappeared.

There are nine levels in the sky, and the highest one is called "Shenxiao", which is the highest fairyland where Taoist gods live. The Shenxiao School was named after it, taking its meaning of being lofty and noble. The school it teaches is the Shenxiao Thunder Method, which is based on inner alchemy practice and supplemented by talismans and spells.

The Shenxiao sect believes that thunder and lightning are the power of heaven, which can suppress evil and eliminate demons and monsters.

What Yuan Tingli used was the land mine in the Shenxiao Five Thunder Method, which was used to create all things, nourish the five grains, eliminate insects and locusts, kill mountain spirits and stone monsters, clear the mountain mists and miasma, and rescue the dead souls. At the same time, it could also control the earth gods and pray for clear weather or rain.

This thunder is most effective against ghosts like fox ghosts, which were earthly immortals in life and became souls after death.

"You bluffing fellow, you're no match for him now."

"Let me give you another powerful blow!" Yuan Tingli grinned, with flashes of lightning all around him.

The heat brought by the power of thunder dispelled some of the fog, and someone walked out of it slowly.

Just as Yuan Tingli was about to cast a spell, his wide eyes narrowed slightly.

"It's you?"

He put away the talisman and thunder magic, "Why are you here?"

"Oh, I almost forgot. You are a ghost-controlling sorcerer. Did you pick this ghost?"

"I'm afraid that won't work. I've been following her for a long time, and I finally caught this opportunity. I can't let it go."

Ok?
Yan Huan on the opposite side did not reply, and gradually, Yuan Tingli looked confused.

Suddenly, the white mist gathered together again, and a hint of evil floated by, like ink dripping on white rice paper, slowly spreading in the mist. The white mist turned dark black, and the entire forest was filled with evil.

Yuan Tingli was startled and saw a pair of dark green eyes opening in the black fog.

In a moment, more and more eyes opened, becoming so densely packed that they looked like pomegranate seeds.

The strange-looking, resentful spirit with broken limbs stared at Yuan Tingli fiercely. A cool breeze blew into his spine and instantly swept across his whole body.

"What do you mean?"

"For the sake of a few ghosts, are you trying to become an enemy of our Shenxiao Sect?"

Yan Huan walked out of the fog, followed closely by the fox ghost and the disheveled ghost.

"Master Yuan, don't get me wrong. Some famous and upright sects would like someone to root out the bad apples hidden in their sect. This is not an enemy of the Shenxiao Sect. This is simply a great gift prepared for your sect."

"So you're already in cahoots with each other!" Yuan Tingli forced a smile, "You want to be the first to stand out?"

"Hey, don't get me wrong, I just want to beat the Taoist priest to death." Yan Huan raised his palm, and all the wailing resentful spirits gathered in his palm.

"These are all the lives that were slaughtered by the Taoist priest in the past thirty-one years. Their grievances have all been collected by the flounder. I guess you have been harassed a lot because of this."

"Most of the normal naughty kids would correct themselves after the unkempt ghost showed up to warn them. The Taoist priest was born with a good temper. He is violent and bloodthirsty. He has remained true to his original aspirations for more than 30 years."

"Killing animals, I think this is the limit for you, Taoist priest. But on your way here, guess what I found among these resentful spirits?"

Yan Huan pinched the spiritual body in his palm with two fingers and pulled out the two strands of evil spirit.

As soon as the two gusts of wind hit the ground, they turned into the "fresh breeze" that only people turn into after they die. The skin and flesh of the two things were torn apart, their abdomens were hollowed out, and even their genitals were cut off.

Seeing this, Yuan Tingli said nothing, but just nodded repeatedly, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Only wizards believe in nonsense."

"I did all this." Yuan Tingli spread his hands, "But I didn't think of killing them. What's so fun about the disappearance of life? What's so fun about killing a few beasts?"

"They couldn't bear it and died on their own. What does this have to do with me?"

Yuan Tingli's cheeks gradually turned red, immersed in memories, his fur was broken, the granular flesh texture was exposed, the blood was dirty, and he screamed in pain...
Everything is worth savoring and relishing.

In his opinion, the death of a few animals was fine, and killing people was indeed a bit too much. However, it was also the fault of those two idiots. Because of the report, he was expelled from the party, which was simply abominable.

clap clap clap!
Yan Huan clapped his hands and called back Yuan Tingli who was intoxicated and distracted.

Since he is an incurable psychopath, there is nothing much to say.

Even if it's just doing justice.

Yan Huan turned around and asked the fox ghost beside him, "Did you have a name when you were alive?"

"In reply to your question, my name in life was Hu Yan'er."

"Okay, I will help you to avenge today's vengeance." "Hu Yan'er is haunted by a vengeful ghost!" Yan Huan shouted angrily, and his body gathered the negative energy in the forest, and drew it into his body along with the resentment in his palm.

The fox ghost leaped down from the air and transformed into a ray of dark evil, pouring down like a waterfall.

Being possessed by a fox ghost was different from being possessed by the spirit of Hu Jiaxian'er. Yan Huan's pretty face became hideously distorted, with a pointed mouth protruding, gradually transforming into a ferocious fox face.

"You are going to go against me for a bunch of beasts. Don't you sorcerers understand justice the most? I have been safe and sound for so many years, and no disaster has come. Doesn't this just prove that these beasts deserve to die!?"

Yuan Tingli yelled, and recalled Yan Huan's anti-injury technique in the poplar forest, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"It's not that I won't report it, but the time has not come yet."

Yan Huan exhaled clouds of smoke, "Master Yuan, your calamity has come today."

Ghost haunted, resentful fox offering sacrifice to the moon.

Yan Huan puffed up his cheeks and blew out a breath. Suddenly, the sky in the forest at noon became dark, and a bright and clear new moon slowly rose.

Foxes are full of magic and illusions, and fox ghosts are no exception.

Yuan Tingli looked up and felt a stinging pain in his eyes. The crescent moon was imprinted in his pupils.

The next second, a pair of fox paws quietly stretched out from Binglun's eyes, tightly hugged the Taoist's head, and covered his eyes.

Yuan Tingli's eyes went dark and his visual perception was blocked.

"In vain?"

"No! This is an illusion!"

When different people fight, losing control of the battle situation can be fatal in just a moment.

He made a prompt decision and recited the Heavenly Thunder Art of the Five Thunder Method with his fingers: "The thunder of the sky is mighty, and the righteousness is soaring. The clouds in the sky are moving, and the evil spirits are subdued. The lightning is shining, and the power of heaven is majestic. Once the law is issued, all evil will perish."

"Break it for me!"

Yuan Tingli's aura surged, and he was surrounded by lightning. Strands of lightning whipped around him with a whistling sound.

Then he mobilized all the thunder and shot it directly towards his eyes.

After the thunder exploded in the sky, a fox howled in the air, and the fox's claws loosened angrily and retracted into the moon imprinted in its eyes.

This thunder from heaven is responsible for regulating the order of the four seasons, bringing about the birth of all things, preventing disasters, beheading the devil, and eradicating the plague. It can capture all the intractable evil spirits of the devil, save lives, and cure severe illnesses.

Yuan Tingli, who had regained his sight, panted and grinned, "The Shenxiao Sect specializes in the Five Thunder Method and is best at dealing with evil spirits. You can't beat me!"

Yan Huan straightened up his hunched body and shrugged, "Looking at this posture, you must have consumed a lot of Qi, right?"

No, half of the blue pipe was exchanged for a small skill, what's so great about it?

"Hmph! Don't think I'm really afraid of you. You're such an evil person, I can't help but feel annoyed at first sight."

Yuan Tingli narrowed his eyes, concentrated his energy and focused his mind, and the Qi gradually gathered in his lower Dantian.

A piece of Tianpeng curse is reported to the gods, and a letter of application is submitted to attract the thunder from the sky.

Tongues of lightning and fire tore a crack in the air, gathering the power of thunder.

Yan Huan looked up and saw bursts of lightning. The thin and thick lightning bolts weaved into a net, as if covering the entire sky.

The Shenxiao School is dedicated to the teaching of the Five Thunder Method, claiming that by practicing this method one can control ghosts and gods, cause thunder and rain, and eliminate harm and avoid disasters.

Its theoretical basis is the theory of the interaction between heaven and man and the unity of inside and outside, which states that heaven and I are one body, and that the human spirit is in harmony with the weather, yin and yang, and the five elements. This feeling must respond to that, and the inside and the outside correspond to each other. By refining the golden elixir internally, one can control thunder, and wind, clouds, and rain at will; when one has made some achievements in the alchemy, one can draw talismans to summon the true spirits.

Shenxiao and Zhengyi are closely connected in the inheritance of doctrines and techniques. Zhang Jingqing, the old Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain, used the Five Thunders Orthodox Method to intimidate all his disciples. However, as long as he had a slight thought, the night sky would lose its color and thunder would roll, as if the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder was being drawn down.

The thunder magic he practiced had reached the theoretical level of perfection and could be used at will.

Of course, the contemporary old Taoist priest Zhang Zhiwei must be able to draw the thunder, but looking at the entire circle of extraordinary people, there has not yet appeared an opponent worthy of his mobilizing the thunder.

But the cultivation level of Yuan Tingli in front of Yan Huan was not good enough, so he had to use the Tianpeng Mantra to assist him.

Boom boom boom! Boom boom!
"You nosy little boy, you must be scared silly, it's too late now!"

Yuan Tingli roared, and then recited the Heavenly Peng True Lord's Treasure Edict:
With six dragons on the left and nine tigers in the pass, he displays a majestic appearance with three heads and six arms, and controls the seven policies and eight spirits... His divine light is brilliant, and he always saves all living beings; with his true nature being majestic, he vows to forever flourish in the righteous path... He can split corpses thousands of miles away and kill five types of ghosts.

Great compassion, great wish, great saint, great mercy, pray to the heavens for blessings, to extend good fortune and remove disasters, to protect life and safety...
The Grand Marshal of the 81st Armies of the Northern Sky Peng, the True Lord who protects the country and eliminates demons, the Lord who has attained the fruit of Dharma and whose Dharma clouds cover all heavenly beings!

"Please ask Tian Peng Zhenjun to slay the ghosts and exorcise the demons!"

With a shout, thunder rolled and poured down.

boom!
Yuan Tingli opened his eyes wide and saw a bolt of lightning striking him from above.

Sensing the changing trajectory, he did not dare to sit idle and dodged to the side, but the residual power of the lightning still affected him.

boom!
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Yuan Tingli screamed, his whole body feeling numb and burning pain.

"God... Lord Tianpeng... your Nine Heavens Divine Thunder has struck the wrong person..."

He immediately mobilized all the Qi in his body to resist, but the lightning, which had changed its master, was relentless and chased him like a long snake.

One, two, and even with the help of his true Qi to resist, his skin was still burned and charred.

Ahhhhh!

"What have you done, what have you done!?"

Yan Huan took a step forward and said, "Alright, stop being so mad. Taoist Yuan is so incompetent that the lightning he drew out can easily change people's masters."

After saying this, a blue bird fell from the clouds.

The wind and thunder elements belong to the wood element. With Bifang around, the thunder will naturally not fall on Yan Huan's head.

"Thunder changed its owner? Thunder changed its owner! How could such a ridiculous thing happen!"

Yuan Tingli, with his body completely bare and his face charred, lay on the ground, breathing weakly, like a candle in the wind.

"I don't accept it, I don't accept it!"

"How is it possible that I was defeated without even making a single move? I am still in the fox ghost's illusion! I won't accept it!"

Yan Huan shook his head, it was simply hopeless.

Snapped!
With a snap of his fingers, Yan Huan was freed from the vengeful ghosts, and the overwhelming vengeful spirits rolled over.

"Don't come here, don't come here!"

"Master Yuan, you have to find a way to eliminate the karma you created yourself."

call!
The vengeful spirit rolled over, eating away at his flesh and blood, pulling out his tendons and pulling out his bones. Yuan Tingli's eyes widened, and he was in pain all around him, unable to breathe.

Gradually, the pain became numb and he felt a little more comfortable. His eyes were lifeless.

Death is also a kind of relief...
call!
A breeze blew by, and Yuan Tingli's eyes, which were about to close, opened again, and the unbearable pain returned.

Yan Huan held the Qingyu in his hand and healed all his injuries.

"No..." Yuan Tingli raised his head suddenly.

"I almost forgot. I have something else to ask you. You mentioned Wang Sheng Gu before, which means the person who poisoned you must be acquainted with you."

"I do not know what you're talking about!"

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be..." Yan Huan asked in a low voice, and Yuan Tingli's pupils suddenly shrank.

Yan Huan was very satisfied with this reaction, which meant that he guessed correctly.

"Okay, okay, let's do it again."

clap clap!

Yan Huan clapped his hands, and the vengeful spirits gathered in the air froze for a moment, then gnawed at the Taoist again.

Yuan Tingli screamed in agony, "You fucking bastard! I'll kill you! You're playing tricks on me!"

A bright and corrupt blood flower blossomed in his throat. His consciousness became blurred and he gradually sank down, without making any sound from his mouth.

"I'm finally going to die without suffering any more..."

As soon as he closed his eyes, Yuan Tingli's breath stopped, and a wisp of soul floated out of his body.

Ok?
He was slightly stunned, and then he saw himself transform into a breeze and become a ghost.

The lower part of the spirit turned into a rope condensed from black smoke, which was tightly held in Yan Huan's hand.

"Fuck!"

(End of this chapter)