Blood-red flames were leaping in the dark underground, hundreds of ghosts were howling, and demons were dancing wildly.
This scene was shocking. Being here was really like standing in the endless purgatory.
The old madman was also ruthless. He used the great celestial master's extremely yang blood to directly awaken the Seven-level Fire Bureau. In a sense, it should be an infinitely strengthened Seven-level Fire Bureau, because in the previous Fire Bureau, although the six-ground fire was blazing, it would only burn these ghost believers and not kill them. But now, the strengthened six-ground fire is already very deadly to the Yin people. I saw with my own eyes that the ghost believers closest to Qingyi had blood-red flames rising from their bodies, and their burned bodies became faint, and finally turned into black mist and their souls flew away.
Not only these believers, but also the two ghost priests who had eaten Wang Mazi and Manniu's souls were infected by the Six Earth Fire and were burned and screaming. Those two things were quite skilled, and I estimated that they should be at least on par with me, but now their Yin Qi was dissipating, and it was estimated that they would collapse soon.
This Six Earth Fire burned thousands of ghosts!
How big a cause and effect is this?
I subconsciously turned my head to look at the old madman. At this time, there was already black air on his face. It was obviously not easy, and the loss was huge. He had been seriously injured!
As for Qingyi, he had already collected his spiritual power at this time and stopped resisting. He looked coldly at the ghost believers who were wailing and screaming in the Six Earth Fire. Under the dim light of the blood-colored flames, his face showed a kind of sickly paleness, and his spiritual power consumption was a little excessive, but his back was still straight. Probably seeing that these ghost believers were basically dead, he retreated with peace of mind and sat cross-legged on the ground to start meditating.
In fact, I am still a little worried about Chen Yu.
If nothing unexpected happens, Chen Yu and Fatty should also be under the Orion Temple. The six earth fires only burn the Yin people. I don't know if Chen Yu, the blood ghost corpse between the living and the dead, will be affected? Hua Mulan is definitely fine. She is hiding in the chastity sand. She is wrapped in my living Yang energy. As long as she doesn't come out, nothing will go wrong. But Chen Yu makes me a little worried.
This fire burned for nearly an hour. When all the ghost believers in the basement were burned to death, the blood-colored flames finally shrank back into the incense ash mud and disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if they had never appeared.
As soon as the six earth fires were retracted, the old madman opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of black blood. When he opened his eyes, he was much more listless and shaky. I hurried over to support him. I realized that his body was not heavy at all. On the contrary, he was very thin. It was just that the tattered coat he wore made him look bloated. He was just skin and bones. When I grabbed his arm, it felt like I was grabbing an arm bone. I could clearly feel that his bones were trembling slightly at this time. His body temperature was also very, very low, even a little cold. He didn't look like a living person!
The old madman looked at me, said nothing, raised his hand and touched the wine gourd on his waist, unscrewed the lid of the wine gourd, and drank two big mouthfuls of liquor. He coughed several times in a row, and the trembling of his body finally eased a little, as if drinking could relieve his pain. He drank the whole gourd of wine until it was almost empty before he finally stopped. He smacked his lips, exhaled a long breath, and sighed softly: "I'm old and useless. I don't know how long these old bones can last!"
At this time, his body temperature finally gradually recovered a little.
I'm not stupid. The old madman's body temperature changed from cold to warm, which was obviously abnormal. After hesitating for a while, I couldn't help asking the old madman: "I say, old man, what are you..."
The old madman sighed and said nothing.
But Qingyi looked at me and asked me in a deep voice: "Do you feel it?"
I nodded, didn't say anything, but gave Qingyi a questioning look. I actually have a desire to explore the old madman, but unfortunately, Fatty and the others only know a little about the old madman, and they can't explain it clearly. The only one who may know is Qingyi, but Qingyi keeps silent. Until now, I still don't understand who the old madman is. Now is a chance to ask, of course I have to seize it.
Qingyi glanced at the old madman, as if asking for his opinion. The old madman turned his head away and didn't know what he was thinking. After a long time, he finally said hoarsely: "When you are in the rivers and lakes, you can't help yourself. You are attacked by swords and arrows, and fight cunningly! Who can escape such a fate in our line of work? Well, you can talk to this kid. After all, he is the grandson of old man Ge. Although I have been fighting with old man Ge for a lifetime, neither of us has hurt each other. When the opponent encounters trouble, neither of us will stand idly by. We can be said to be good friends. So this kid also has a connection with me. It can't be said that he is an outsider. I hope he can remember my experience in his heart. , take it as a warning! "
After saying this, the old madman showed a trace of a sad smile on his face, and sighed softly: "After entering this line, I have maintained the balance between the yin and yang worlds, and have taken it as my responsibility to subdue demons and defend the way for my whole life, but in the end I found that the most terrifying thing in this world is not demons and monsters, but people. "
Qingyi's face also flashed a trace of sadness. After listening to the old madman's words, he nodded, hesitated for a while and said to me: "As you feel, there is indeed a hidden injury on the body of the master uncle. This hidden injury was left when he was the ninth-level great heavenly master!"
Qingyi told me a lot, and with his narration, I finally knew what happened to the old madman.
In fact, if the ninth-level great heavenly master fails to change his fate, he may not be punished by heaven, and then end up with a decline in Taoism. For example, when my grandfather changed his fate in the ninth stage, he failed to find enough Buddha relics to protect his body and calm his mind, and finally failed to extinguish the murderous thoughts in his heart, so he failed to change his fate. However, he did not decline in Taoism at that time. It was just that he did not change his fate and could not prolong his life. In the end, he grew old, which was considered to be a good end of fate! The old madman not only failed to change his fate, but also left indelible trauma and a decline in Taoism. All of this was caused by someone plotting against him when he changed his fate!
I asked Qingyi who had plotted against the old madman, but unfortunately Qingyi did not know. Over the years, the Tianshi Dao has been investigating the truth of the year, but unfortunately nothing has been found!
The old madman's hidden injury was left by someone who plotted against him when he changed his fate. Over the years, the Yin Qi on his body has been stagnant and has not dispersed. Even if someone who is proficient in Qihuang's art has been seen, it is useless. Every time he fights with others, if he tries his best, the Yin Qi on his body will disperse, and he will suffer unspeakably!
In the final analysis, the old madman was addicted to alcohol and drank alcohol to suppress the Yin Qi in his body. This time, he did his best to make the Yin Qi accumulated in his body burst out!
After listening to the story of the old madman, I felt a little sympathy when I looked at him. He was once a great master of our profession, standing at the top of our profession, overlooking the Yin and Yang worlds. What a beautiful scene! In the end, he was plotted against and ended up like this. His body collapsed as soon as he started!
The hero is old and the beauty is old!
This is probably the most regrettable thing in the world.
However, the old madman was very calm, especially when Qingyi talked about the people who plotted against him. There was no hatred in his eyes, only sadness, or a look similar to sympathy, which was a bit unreasonable. I felt that the old madman must know something. He was very cunning. I could feel that it would be strange if such a person was plotted against without knowing the details!
Unfortunately, the old madman refused to say a word for so many years. I guess there must be a shocking inside story behind his calculation. I am afraid that the old madman is going to take these clues into the coffin, so I didn't ask. Asking would be bad!
"Okay, let's not talk about those old things. This time, as long as we can subdue the immortal corpse and plunder some essence from the flawless body, I, the old man, will still stand!"
At this time, the old madman waved his hand to stop Qingyi and I from continuing to talk. It seemed that after a few sips of strong liquor, the restless Yin Qi on his body subsided. He supported my shoulders and stood up, saying directly: "The little ghosts blocking the way have been cleaned up, and we should go to see the real owner!"