This hole's light source is not those wick oil lamps.
At the edge around the cave, a blue flame appears in a flash, as if it has been burning for years.
Above the flame, a series of iron chains hang from the top of the cave entrance, with small "people" hanging from each chain, arms about as long as their bodies.
They are called people, but they are actually fetuses, most of which have been roasted into dried corpses, oozing oil drop by drop.
There are special patterns cut into the ground, into which the oil drops flow, gathering towards the central position of the ground.
There is also a place that looks like a spring there, filled with crystal-clear oil.
Directly behind, there is a jade platform, with a person lying on top of it.
He is dressed in very elegant Tang clothing, although old, but still maintains his dignity.
With everyone's gaze directed over.
The man slowly straightened his body, sat cross-legged on the jade platform, and quietly looked at us.
The most abundant is the Devourer of God Enthroned and the Golden Chariot.
They were enraged to the point of exploding.
Because that face was that of the patriarch Leiping!
Even though old, his divine light shines more brightly than ever.
However, his mouth looks very unappealing, with numerous holes on his face as well, which also looks terrible.
He died by transforming his body into Dharma, and coupled with the fact that every generation of the Celestial Longevity Taoists liked to poke Leiping Patriarch a few times to vent their inner resentment, this is why Leiping Patriarch's face is unrecognizable.
His hands and feet appear very coordinated.
There's an indescribable pressure emanating from his entire body...
Pressure from the transformation of the yang spirit!
"I heard the cries of my loving apprentice."
Master Wuling suddenly spoke, tilting his head slightly to look upwards.
As I glanced upwards with the corner of my eye, I saw that some light columns were being cast downwards, and they were moonlight, starlight.
This cave has had a fire burning for a long time, and without a place to ventilate and refresh the air, it would not be suitable for people to stay in.
Of course, Master Wuling is not considered a person.
Used to count, at least had a living person's head.
Now, he has completely become a corpse.
A ghostly spirit body with a physical form.
"You will also scream soon," said Shenxiao, the eyes of which were filled with a boundless rage, close to exploding.
To the Shengxiao Jinlun School of Leiping Daoist Temple now, Leiping Patriarch was not less than their guru. The head of the master was removed, and other parts of the body were utilized, how could they not be indignant?
I am also filled with anger.
It's not that after cutting off the corpse worm, one will lose that emotion. It's just that one will not be dominated by emotions, but rather more enlightened.
"Scream?" Master Wuling suddenly laughed.
The face of Leiping Patriarch was truly too full of holes, looking fierce and fierce, so his smile was extremely terrifying.
Then, Master Wuling remained motionless.
"I warned!" I exclaimed.
Boom!
Shenxiao straightened up and knelt on the ground, let out a scream that was painful to hear, tightly covering his head with both hands, and rolling around on the ground continuously.
"Brother!" Jinlun shouted in panic, eager to go and hold Shengxiao, but found little use. Even if he tried to restrain him by force, Shengxiao's eyes were full of confusion and disorientation, as if he had lost his mind entirely and was left only with agony.
Laughter emerged from Master Wuling's mouth.
He raised one hand, with the fingers in a loose grip, moving them as if expressing contempt.
"Contemptuous of me?"
A chill rose in my heart. All the true immortals and elder brothers, without exception, showed expressions of shock and anger.
No one knew how he had dealt with it before, because it was too sudden and too fast.
This kind of outing is different from the time of Liu Hong. He just made a brief moment of outing and then went to go get rid of his body and transform into a yang spirit.
Liu Hong couldn't fully master the ability to manifest the shadowy spirit.
The person in front of me completely controls it, he just doesn't use it often, which doesn't mean he can't.
Shengxiao was injured, just like the process of being injured by the White Zi at Tielashan, exactly the same, and he was wounded in his soul!
"You all are also looking down on me, but you don't know why Mao You San dares not face me directly, he can only, he dares only to want to surpass me in secret."
"You are too arrogant. You show off your power in the sky, taking advantage of the opportunity to harm my disciples, but why do you actually dare to come down?"
"You dare to do that?" Master Wuling roared with laughter.
"How dare you... You're just a madman. You made a patchwork corpse, your madness! When that little bastard was killed, how could you not come out to save him? Did you hear his screams? You made it sound so mysterious, deep and profound."
"You may not have successfully possessed the body back then, and it's even possible that you were just afraid of being struck by lightning."
"I can't stand people who always claim they can do something, but aren't brave enough to show it. Just now, you didn't have the courage, and now you're actually letting yourself get uppity?"
"You keep swapping bodies, saying how great you are and how much you care about your body, but in the end, only your soul remains yours. Mr. Lao is so capable and handy, he has everything stored up."
"You can just support yourself with your mouth, right?"
Old Gong popped out from my shoulder, cursing and grumbling.
Before that, he was in a bad mood, and everything was being held back. Now, he could finally vent his anger.
Master Wuling's hand stiffened slightly, and his body straightened up a little.
With Shenxiao's incident, I was extremely vigilant about this move of his.
I noticed a detail.
Whether it's Lao San or him, during the moment when the shadowy spirit appears, the body has no reaction at all.
And, when I focused all my attention on him, I saw a wisp of soul shoot out from the top of his head.
That soul, at first glance, looked white, and a layer of pale purple seemed to surround it.
Master Wuling's manifestation of the shadowy spirit, directly toward old Gong!
Old Gong hadn't even had a chance to react.
I withdrew the female version of the Yujian from my bosom, my hand pointing to the back of the Yujian, and I chanted a spell in a deep voice: "Fire Crystal Flying Crow, Phoenix Beak Dragon Scale. Flies to the front path, cut out evil aura. Dare to have devils, cut off track and eliminate form. God's power everywhere, eat ghosts swallow essence. Hurry like rule and order."
With the sound of the spell, the talisman was fully outlined.
The fire suddenly shot out.
Master Wuling's manifestation of the shadowy spirit suddenly paused, in that instant, old Gong rushed back to my shoulder abruptly and swore: "This bastard has an old bastard. Not human, not a corpse, not a ghost. Scare the hell out of my Gongye!"
As it was said late, it was fast.
Six people, including Liu Taiyin, Liu Zhenqi, Mao Sheng, Tang Wu, He You, and Si Yan, all moved simultaneously.
Juxue Mountain, ancient Qiang City, four Regulus Mountains, Yunjin Mountain, and the Dao Arts of all four main gates were simultaneously unleashed. None of them hesitated, all targeting the body in front of Master Wuling!
There was no weakling among them; they were all Immortals, whose reaction speed was not comparable to that of ordinary Taoists.
Moreover, their attack positions and angles were very cunning, all in accordance with Wu Jinluan's previous plan.
In an instant, a terrifying explosion rang out.
Master Wuling's body was suddenly hit and slammed heavily against the mountain wall behind.
His manifestation of the shadowy spirit disappeared, and it returned to his body.
Master Wuling stood up, brushing off the dust on his clothes.
He was still laughing, laughing in a very sarcastic way.
