Master of Untold Daos

Yanshan Zihuating.

During the night, rain dripped down the roof of the pavilion, and then gathered on the ground into mud with dirt.

Chen Mingzhen stepped on the mud water and left a footprint on the mud water. He raised his head. In Zihua Pavilion, there was a man wearing a black robe who covered his face.

Chen Ming walked up to the man in the black robe and stood beside him. "You're back. ”

The black robe nodded slightly and said, "Yes, you sent me away with your own hands, and I came back personally. ”

Chen Ming said: "What is it that you came to me for? ”

The black robe man lifted his black robe, revealed full white hair and full of oil, and he laughed: “I caught your apprentice, you killed me once, it was even. ”

Chen Ming pulled out a bottle of wine from his arms and handed it to the white-haired ghost, and said: “All right, we two, let's not talk about this nobody believes in. Everybody's acting well, let's just talk about the deal. ”

The white-haired ghost laughed and took a sip of the wine that was handed over by Chen, and said: “It is indeed Chen that I am familiar with. To be honest, I really want to kill you. After all, I am good enough, I cannot tolerate that there are others as good as me. ”

Chen Ming said: "Are you complimenting me? ”

"- [sic]“ Sort of. ”

The white-haired ghost reaches out and the rain falls from between his fingers, and his hands are white, a morbid white, death-filled white, just like the dead man's white hands.

But the blood flowing through it, as well as the muscles that bind between the bone joints, doesn't mean he's strong.

“I am now the Emperor Prince of the Sky under the Emperor of the Too Virtuous. I have studied the Void Slash and spent time watching it. Of course, in order to convince the Emperor of the Too Virtual, I have deliberately delayed it for a month, but even then, it is enough for me to be reused by the Emperor of the Too Virtuous. ”

Chen Ming asked: “What is the power of being too vain? ”

The white-haired ghost handed Ming the bottle of wine in his hand, and said: "50,000 Great Golden Immortal, a hundred princes, the Emperor of the Too Virtual Emperor, was repaired by the Great Emperor. ”

Chen Ming said: "Too vain to be so powerful? ”

"Too vain is called magic," said the White-haired Ghost. "Each time they make a breakthrough, they can bring an unmasterful object to the world, so there's always something strange going on, like me. Plus, too vain in this world, there has always been no damage, such strength, and it is normal. ”

Chen Ming picked up the bottle, lifted his neck and took a sip, and asked: "So why did you come to me? ”

"A hundred thousand years ago, the ghost world that attacked your world belonged to me. Unlike your world, the ghost world is a big unified world. Soon, the ghost world will organize the next battle to attack your world. With the strength of your world today, you can't resist it. ”

Chen Ming asked: “What exactly are you trying to say? ”

The white-haired ghost sat back against the pavilion and said: "Let me tell you a story. In the ghost realm, the living are just tools for making evil ghosts. Ghost cultivation can torture the living by various means, turning their souls into evil ghosts when they die. On that day, when Yin year, Yin month, Yin day, Yin day, Yin hour, is extremely Yin, if a pregnant woman dies in her stomach at that time, then the child will become the most powerful demon of talent. ”

“On that day, the ghost door opens wide, all the demons go out, search for pregnant women in the world, and find a way to make their baby die in their wombs, the baby dies without being born, and the great resentment turns them into ghost babies. ”

“In the ghost world, all women know that babies born that day will die, but there are still many women who try to get pregnant before this point, because ghost repairs will give them a lot of money. ”

“However, there is a woman named Wang Cuihua, who is also pregnant. She was not born for money. She was born a fool. God deprived her of her wisdom, but gave her beauty. She was just an ordinary farmer in a small mountain village, and she was pregnant because she was fooled by a gangster in the village. ”

“On that day, a ghost fell into front of Wang Cuihua and threw her a large sum of money to drink a bowl of fetal pills. ”

“She won't drink anything, just say, 'This is my child.’ She's dumb, she won't say anything else, just repeat it. Naturally, ghost repair cannot be so easy to spare her, and very few children this day. ”

“Ghost cultivation seduces her with all kinds of benefits, but she doesn't move. ”

“In the end, the ghost repair couldn't stand, the ghost repair always wanted to be cruel, and wouldn't care about killing a baby. The ghost repair went towards her, but she just died to protect her stomach. ”

“In the end, she died on a snowy night, covered in bruises, and eventually fell into cold blood, frozen blood, on her stomach, but without any wounds, the baby eventually died, losing its mother's warmth, a baby was not born, and there was only one death. ”

“But this baby, the only one who died behind his mother, is the only one in the whole ghost world. ”

“This ghost repair eventually took away the evil ghost the baby turned into and brought it to the Ten Thousand Ghosts Ding. ”

“Wan Gui Ding is a nurturing place, where they put all the ghost babies they found on the day and then let them kill each other until the only ghost babies left in the end are the Ghost Baby King. ”

“The new Ghost Baby King was brought before the Ghost Emperor, became a disciple of the Ghost Emperor, and was the next Ghost Emperor. ”

“What they do not know, however, is that the woman named Wang Cuihua, the child in her belly, is a returning immortal. He saw his mother tortured to death with his own eyes, and eventually even his soul disappeared. ”

The white-haired ghost reached out to Ming and said: “My name is Wang Jiujiu, Wang Cuihua's king, September 9, my mother has no wisdom, once said that the date of birth is the number of that day as a name. ”

“Nice to meet you, please teach me more! ”

Chen Ming reached out and grabbed the hand of the white-haired ghost empty-handed, making a crackling noise. “Chen Chen, Chen Chen, Chen Chen! ”

The white-haired ghost swept Chen Ming's eyes. What do you mean, Chen Ming, Chen Ming Ming?

Chen Ming was too lazy to care about it. “So you want revenge? ”

The white-haired ghost nodded slightly and said: "If an enemy dies, revenge is not called. Avenge, be sure to step on the enemy's face and tell him why he's going to die, what he did wrong, and then cut off his head. That's revenge! ”