The world of Taoism

Chapter 153 End
Always be quiet, always be quiet.

At the same time as Zhou Xuan said these words.

Countless cracks opened in the pitch-black sky, and the worms lingering around turned into fly ash.

All attacks can't get close, of course it's only for Zhou Xuan.

The lives of the others were still in danger, but Zhou Xuankan broke the mystery.

Worms and flying heads scatter, and space cracks with cobweb-like cracks.

Deep in the unknown pitch-black space, Zhou Xuan locked on a target.

"Death to me!"

Zhou Xuan jumped high into the sky. At this moment, Zhou Xuan's figure looked very tall in the eyes of everyone.

Zhou Xuan was wearing a fine attire, with spring rain on his waist and hips, and a hideous thunder mask on his head.

The breeze blew past Zhou Xuan's clothes, making him look very majestic and unpredictable.

Zhou Xuan pinched his fingers, and the invisible thunder shot out.

This thunder method consumes the vitality of the body.

boom!
The invisible fluctuations follow the cracks in space and enter the unknowable depths.

It was pitch black, as if it swallowed even the light.

After Zhou Xuan calmed down, he finally saw through the truth of all things and accurately captured the most critical point.

Boom!

The invisible wave exploded in the darkness.

The majestic, sacred, and vast thunder and lightning breath spewed out.

Click!

The whole space was slowly broken like a mirror, and everyone who was about to go deep into the dangerous situation suddenly felt the pressure release.

"Ah!! I want you to die!" Luotou roared loudly, with blood and tears streaming down his eyes

"So that's it!" The old ghost suddenly realized, and instantly understood the cause and effect.

When Zhou Xuan launched an attack, the old ghost followed closely behind.

buzzing...

The golden wheel of merit and virtue rotated slowly, making a mysterious sound.

It is like cosmic stars running eternally in the void.

A huge virtuous golden light flew through the cracks in the space.

Boom!

The golden light exploded in it, illuminating the pitch-black space.

Through the crack, one can faintly see a famous woman inside.

The woman looks exactly the same as the Luotou family from the outside world, except that her eyes are closed, her expression is distorted in pain, and she is full of resentment.

The resentment has formed substance, like a ball of sludge wrapping the woman round and round.

Just now Zhou Xuan's attack hit the woman, and then came the golden light of the old ghost's merit.

The sleeping woman suddenly cried out, a golden light shone from her whole body, and then it shattered into pieces.

At the same time, the outside Luotou clan disappeared.

Hundreds of thousands of heads fell to the ground, and the worms were wiped out.

The black air permeating the sky and the earth dissipated in an instant, and the original appearance was restored.

"What's going on?" Yuan Tianming asked in horror.

Yuan Tianming's soul was attached to the black air, and after the black air dissipated, his soul was exposed between heaven and earth.

The soul itself is fragile, and the human body is the barrier of the soul.

All ghosts cannot be directly exposed to nature.

A ray of breeze or a little sunshine in nature can have a very powerful lethal effect on the soul.

Seeing the breeze blowing, Yun Tianming raised his head to the sky and screamed in pain, as if he had been delayed.

Boom!

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Zhou Xuan shot out an invisible wave, and Yun Tianming was instantly wiped out.

At this early morning, Zhou Xuan and the others were in a remote alley.

The first ray of sunlight illuminated the sky and the earth in a golden yellow, and hundreds of thousands of charred corpses fell on the ground, surrounded by unburned fires.

It turned out that the red lanterns were too dense, and the wooden buildings were easy to catch fire, which caused the whole street to burn, and hundreds of people died as a result.

Is it true?
Zhou Xuan and the others watched the crowd fighting the fire in silence.

"My son!!"

An old man was so distraught that he lay on the ground crying and beating the ground with his hands.

In front of him was a scorched black corpse. From what the old man said, it could be known that this scorched black corpse should be his son.

The world is impermanent, and the old man never thought that his son and grandson would go out to watch the lantern festival and encounter such a thing, which made the old man unacceptable for a while.

No one laughed at the old man's appearance, because most people were like that.

For a while, the crying was loud.

Light rain began to fall from the sky, washing the sky with blood.

The figure of the old ghost slowly appeared in front of Zhou Xuan and the others.

"Did the Luotou family solve it?" Lian Hongyu asked doubtfully.

"Surely not, the Luotou family is already dead, how can a dead person die again?" Zhou Xuan explained to everyone.

In fact, Luotoushi is not a real existence, but some resentment left over.

The theater master Lianzhai should be a remnant of the ancient Xiao Kingdom, colluding with Yun Tianming in an attempt to revive the Luotou clan.

The resentment of hundreds of people manifested the Luotou clan through the jade cards handed down from the Zhang family.

"Zhou Xuan is right. The Luotou Clan does not really exist. It is attached to the head drop technique. As long as the head drop technique exists, the Luotou Clan will never die." The old ghost said.

This is a style of practice.

The bardo is a superposition of birth and death.Some people are born from death, such as old ghosts.Some people die from birth, such as those who abandon their physical bodies to practice.

Luotoushi is actually the second type, but it is very different from other schools.

Ordinary people who abandon their physical bodies must rely on something, usually some kind of object, such as a magic weapon.

Luotoushi relies on spells, and relies on the spells of the genre he created.

As long as this spell exists, Luotou will never die.

"What if the Luotou clan makes a comeback?" Lian Hongyu was a little worried.

"No, Luotou has already "joined the Tao". Combined with the spell created by her, her self-will has been obliterated by the spell. The reason why she appeared this time should be some kind of introduction, as long as the introduction is destroyed. "

Of course a man with self-awareness will hold grudges, but a stone without self-awareness will not hold grudges.

Even if the stone is crushed to pieces, he will not come to retaliate.

"I don't know who the senior is..." Fu Jian asked.

Fu Jian has lived here for many years, and this is the first time he has seen this master.

"He is my teacher, you can just call him an old ghost. He was the one who told me the secret to cracking the illusion just now." Zhou Xuan said first.

Everyone suddenly realized, no wonder Zhou Xuan improved so fast.

Lian Hongyu and others had speculated about Zhou Xuan's origin, and agreed that Zhou Xuan should be guided by an expert, and now it seems that their guess was correct.

"Yes, just call me the old ghost." The old ghost nodded with a smile, and did not expose Zhou Xuan's lie.

Zhou Xuan's progress was indeed very fast. If he didn't explain the reason and consequences, he might not be able to escape the disturbance of some people.

"I'll take He Yingning back first." He Yingting said suddenly.

Whoa!

As soon as the words fell, the two disappeared.

Zhou Xuan looked at the others and said, "Then let's go back too, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time."

Zhou Xuan immediately led the people away, and handed over to Lian Hongyu and others to deal with.

What happened tonight was the cruelest thing Zhou Xuan had ever experienced.

The number of people harmed by evil cultivation is not necessarily two or three, or even hundreds.

This is a real life, and the scene of their family members crying is vivid.

Man-made murders are even more terrifying than natural disasters.

(End of this chapter)