"Unexpectedly, when I saw the statue of the 'patron saint' worshiped by their clan, I found that their patron saint actually looked like an Asura with three heads and six arms!" Wu Huaiguang said.
Qu Mingming: "..."
"Later, they really regarded me as a patron saint, and offered me many rare spiritual objects in the underworld. I thought that I would occasionally help them take care of ordinary tribesmen when needed, and deal with some enemies who are equivalent to the Void Refining Stage. It didn't take much effort to establish contact with them." Wu Huaiguang said, "I didn't expect that there would be an unexpected surprise today. If I hadn't been summoned by them, I really wouldn't have met you, Fellow Daoist Qu, haha..."
After hearing what Wu Huaiguang said, Qu Wuming's doubts were finally cleared up. He hurriedly handed over his hands to apologize and said, "I'm really sorry! I didn't know that this ghost servant clan was under the protection of the seniors. They had no choice but to kill two ghost servant cultivators when they fought just now. He shot back and wounded one person and knocked away one person. Please forgive me, senior!"
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Wu Huaiguang waved his hand and said, "I have helped them defeat countless powerful enemies, and I have long been worthy of the offerings they gave me. Besides, if you don't kill them during the battle, they will If I want to kill you, who is right and who is wrong here? However, if Qu Daoyou had faced the enemy with the appearance of three heads and six arms from the beginning, I am afraid they would have knelt at your feet and listened to your words obediently, haha..."
Qu Wuming couldn't help but feel a little ashamed when he heard this, and thought to himself, if I had known that this would be the case, I would definitely have done this. Who would be willing to fight and kill if we could sit down and have a good talk?
"If I had known this, I wouldn't have wanted to fight with them." Qu Wuming said truthfully, "It's a pity that I don't understand the language. I wanted to communicate with them through spiritual consciousness, but I didn't expect that they would break their words and suddenly attack, so that It turned into a fight to the death.”
"Oh?" Wu Huaiguang frowned when he heard this and said with some confusion, "Based on my understanding of the three ghost servant elders in this village, they are not impulsive and brainless people. Even if they don't understand the language, they won't Just hit and kill without reason. As for the language barrier you speak, it can be easily solved."
As he spoke, Wu Huaiguang flicked his fingers, and a ray of milky white light flew out from his fingertips and penetrated into the eyebrows of Qu Wuming's middle head with a whoosh!
Qu Wuming didn't even have a chance to dodge before the light invaded his consciousness.
Qu Wuming's head buzzed, and a large amount of information suddenly poured into the sea of consciousness. His body couldn't help but sway slightly, and then he regained his balance. He couldn't help but feel horrified in his heart - if Wu Huaiguang really had malicious intentions, I'm afraid ten of him would be tied up in the sea. At the same time, he was no match for him. If he hadn't been in the body of the Demon God at this moment, he would have been sweating...
What Wu Huaiguang penetrated into Qu Wuming's sea of consciousness was not something else, but the language information of the ghost servant clan.
In the blink of an eye, when the dizziness in Qu Wuming's mind dissipated, Qu Wuming suddenly understood why the three ghost servant monks suddenly took action - where was the yellow-faced monkey who acted as translator at that time? ? Obviously digging a hole...
"Thank you, senior!" Qu Wuming bowed and saluted, "Junior already knows the root cause of the conflict with the Ghost Servant cultivator..."
"Yes." Wu Huaiguang nodded, as if he didn't want to waste any more time on this matter, and said, "What you see now is just a projection that I put into this world, and it cannot last for long. He has already spoken just now A lot of time was wasted. Although I still want to chat with Daoist Qu Daoyou a few more words, it seems that time does not allow it. I wonder if you have a blank jade slip? I will put some of the "Shura Wuxiang Gong" that I have learned over the years. How about imparting my experience and method to you? Maybe it can help fellow Taoists avoid detours in the future."
Qu Wuming felt happy and hurriedly bowed to express his thanks. He respectfully took out a blank jade slip and handed it to Wu Huaiguang.
After a while, Wu Huaiguang returned the jade slip to Qu Wuming. There was already a lot of information in the jade slip, which was all related to the cultivation experience of "Shura Wuxiang Kung".
Qu Wuming only took a brief look at it, but he couldn't help but feel very grateful. He hurriedly bowed to the ground and said sincerely: "This junior has received such a great favor from my senior when we first met. It's really..."
"You don't have to be so polite!" Wu Huaiguang raised his hand, and a soft force helped Qu Wuming up. "When you practice to my level in the future, you will know that many things are fate. Today, I am with you. If you form a good relationship, you may still be able to rely on Daoist Qu Daoyou in the future, hehe."
Qu Wuming heard the words and said hurriedly: "Senior, if there is any mission in the future, Qu will be obliged to do so!"
"Hey~ It's great if you have this kind of heart, but don't say that yet." Wu Huaiguang laughed loudly, "If you can listen to me, you will at least get to the ghost world. But if you also reach the ghost world, In the ghost world, doesn’t it have to be the same as I did back then??”
Qu Mingming: "..."
"Haha, it's just a joke. Don't take it to heart, Daoist Qu." Wu Huaiguang said with a smile, "Time is running out. I wonder if there is anything else you want to ask, Daoist Qu? You have to hurry up."
"Senior," Qu Wuming's wariness towards Wu Huaiguang was gone at this time. He really had many questions to ask for a while, but after hearing what Wu Huaiguang said, he asked, "Senior, since there is a way to be summoned by the ghost servant clan. Is there a way for the true body to come to the underworld? Maybe the junior can take the senior back to the Eastern Continent."
Unexpectedly, Qu Wuming would ask such a question. Wu Huaiguang couldn't help but feel a long-lost touch in his heart. After a slight pause, he smiled and shook his head and said: "Haha, not to mention that you can't go back, even if you can go back, everything in the past has already happened. It's all gone, so what happens when I go back? When I was alive, even if I had great ambitions and dreams, they will all become vain when my body dies and my Tao disappears. Besides, I'm doing pretty well there now. , I don’t think about going back anymore, haha.”
Qu Wuming wanted to say something more, but he saw that the three-headed and six-armed demon god Wu Huaiguang had transformed into had gradually become illusory. I saw Wu Huaiguang waving his hand and saying: "Fellow Daoist Qu, I am very happy to see you today. It's a pity that the time has come and I can't have a long chat with you. I'm taking my leave!"
"Senior!" Qu Wuming hurriedly brought Qu Wushe and Qu Siqiu together to bow and salute.
"Well, practice the 'Asura Formless Technique' well. Even if you arrive in the ghost world one day, this technique can keep your spirituality intact, and you will still have a chance to start over again when you get there." It has turned into a void. Wu Huaiguang, who was in the shadow, smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Qu, see you later..."
After saying that, the demon god transformed by Wu Huaiguang completely disappeared.
Qu Wuming was about to reply, "We will see you later," but he suddenly stopped the idea and said silently: "Senior Wu, we'd better see each other forever... I haven't lived enough yet..."
After Wu Huaiguang disappeared, the double magic circle formed by the ghost-servant monks quickly turned into little auras and dissipated into the invisible.
Qu Wuming looked at the empty formation space and activated the Eye of Truth with confidence...
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Less than half an hour later, in a secluded place, Qu Wuming placed a layer of concealment and then released the yellow-faced monkey.
At this time, the yellow-faced monkey had been released from the frozen state by Qu Wuming, but several restrictions were left on it, blocking all its spiritual power and mana.
When Qu Wuming woke him up from his slumber, the yellow-faced monkey originally wanted to struggle, but found that he had been restrained by numerous seals. He immediately collapsed to the ground like a deflated ball, lowering his head and saying nothing. It got popular.
Qu Wuming had a gloomy face and asked, "What's your name? Why did you deliberately frame me outside the Ghost Servant Village?"
The yellow-faced monkey raised his head and glanced at Qu Wuming, then lowered his head again, seemingly without any intention of explaining.
"You won't tell me, right?" Qu Wuming said in a deep voice, "To tell you the truth, I already know everything about your random translation outside the Ghost Servant Village. I woke you up and asked you, instead of searching your soul directly, just Because I still have a little compassion for you. If you answer me honestly, I can consider giving you a happy death! If you don't tell me, I don't mind torturing you before you die. It can be regarded as an explanation for those ghost servant cultivators who were tricked to death by you, and repay the cause and effect. If I search your soul later, I will still know everything I want."
The yellow-faced monkey lowered his head and remained motionless, as if intending to remain silent to the end.
Qu Wuming's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was already a chill in his eyes.
With a flick of his finger, a ray of silver light flew out of his storage ring and plunged into the yellow-faced monkey's knees with a pop.
The yellow-faced monkey felt a sudden numbness in his right leg, and then the whole leg began to feel numb and itchy. The pain seemed to go deep into the bone marrow, and within a moment it screamed in agony.
Qu Wuming waited for several breaths before opening his palm and retracting the silver needle.
The yellow-faced monkey was wet with cold sweat. He gasped and said, "You, you, you humans, are all so vicious... Even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go!"
"Am I cruel? I have no grudges against you. It was you who suddenly jumped out to attack me. When you saw that you were defeated, you turned around and ran away, right?" Hearing this, Qu Wuming said coldly, "I kept a low profile because you were the one who planned it. , led the ghost servant monks to mistakenly think that I had killed their tribesmen, and then deliberately provoked them to deal with me, right? What, if you did this, it is not cruel, but if I torture and interrogate you, it is cruel? Haha, let me tell you, what I just administered was the Sky Poison Sect’s bone refining and marrow extraction needle. The pain when I received the first needle was just an appetizer. When I insert the second needle, you Only then will you know what it means to be in pain! Let me ask you again, what is your name? Why are you staring at me and insisting on planning to harm me? "
The yellow-faced monkey was breathing heavily. It seemed that he had not recovered from the pain just now, but his eyes had become very firm, and he seemed to have made up his mind that he would not compromise easily with Qu Wuming, a human race.
"Okay! This is your own choice." Qu Wuming nodded and said solemnly, "In that case, I respect your choice."
With that said, Qu Wuming flicked his finger again, and a ray of silver light flew out again, piercing the yellow-faced monkey's left knee with a pop.
Suddenly, a scream came from the mouth of the yellow-faced monkey. The deafening sound made Qu Wuming frown. He hurriedly used his magic power to block his ears, and then he felt better.
The yellow-faced monkey was restrained by Qu Wuming. Even if he tried to struggle a few times, he could not relieve the pain. Suddenly, his whole body twitched in pain, as if his soul was being pulled out.
After only a few breaths, the yellow-faced monkey couldn't help but said intermittently in a stumbling voice: "I, I, I say. Please, please, stop, stop, I can't bear it, I can't bear it. , now...I said, I said..."
