Ascend to the White Jade Tower on the top of the Immortal Peak, and transform into immortals and demons with one thought.

Zeng Rong sat upright in front of the cheerful Taoist with a white jade cup with fragrant tea on his mouth. The blue veins between his forehead and eyes kept undulating like a snake. His qi and blood were completely disordered. He devoted himself to the gray-black scroll that Zhu Peng had personally pushed apart. This scroll secret book records huge power, but also hides a terrifying evil ghost...

"If you want to get something, you must give some corresponding things, be willing to give up, and there will be gains when you give up. This is true in ancient and modern times."

Zeng Rong, whose mental consciousness was approaching collapse, said softly. Looking at the state of the man in front of him, he guessed that the time was almost over. Zhu Peng put down the white jade cup in his hand, turned his right hand into a hand technique and pinched a mysterious seal technique. He closed his eyes slightly and slowly moved from his forehead with the hand technique. The faint black and gray aura spread out like steam around the Taoist, and then condensed into a pure black dragon with illusory and slender red eyes, but still vicious and demonic aura. Zhu Peng's natal spirit, transformed by the evil thoughts of people's hearts: poisonous dragon.

The red-eyed black dragon had a mysterious and ferocious aura, but it showed extremely gentle and intimateness in front of the Taoist in white. The dragon head with long horns gently resisted and rubbed Zhu Peng's arm. Every time the faint black smoke ejected from his mouth was attracted by the owner's attention, it seemed like a puppy who was waving his tail and begging for mercy. He continued to have fun until Zhu Peng gently stroked it with his hands, and then gradually calmed down and no longer flew like a whirlwind.

Pityingly stroking the poisonous dragon's cold body, Zhu Peng sighed slightly: "I, an external elixir, have almost been beaten to death, but my appearance is still of the best, and I still carry the true energy equivalent to a cultivator of the fourth or fifth level of Qi refining. Today I penetrate into your body and pour it into your heart to help you complete the heavenly realm... Well, it is the basic skill of the "Ghostly realm". With Zeng Rong's qualifications, my senior brother's actions can be said to have saved you ten years of hard practice for sensing the Qi.

Even in this main god space with infinite possibilities, this is at least an enhancement of a D-level branch plot. What's more, this poisonous dragon has fought in the past ten years with me in the battles of the south and north. It is no exaggeration to say that it has experienced many battles. To be united with other people and ghosts is almost equivalent to having nearly seven levels of consciousness and knowledge of me. Zeng Rong, what you have done in this human heart is not unfair."

After saying this, Zhu Peng suddenly had a bright purple light around him shot in all directions, directly blasting the poisonous dragon swimming around him into a large scattered black and gray mist. The purple light finally gathered on Zhu Peng's index finger stretched out with his right hand, turning into a condensed light spot that was almost burning. He pointed at Zeng Rong's forehead and pointed Zeng Rong, who was already struggling to sit there, and it seemed like a purple black hole was added to the middle of his eyebrows. The black and gray mist formed by the dissipation of poisonous dragons around him poured in as if attracted, completely ignoring the limit of a mortal body.

The rolling black and gray mist represents Zhu Peng's damaged external pill, which is equivalent to the entire true energy of a cultivator of the fourth and fifth levels of Qi refining. At this moment, Zeng Rong would have poured in in this almost fierce and rough way. If he had not been immersed in the information of the "Six Paths of the Hell Sutra", he would have been poured out, like a firework of more than 200 kilograms of flesh and blood, exploded brilliantly.

However, at this time, his body and mind were completely immersed in the mystery of the martial arts given to him by Zhu Peng. This huge amount of true energy had a path to vent his body. He poured it from the middle of his eyebrows like a flood, and poured it from top to bottom into his acupoints throughout his body. He had to complete the six paths of the Heavenly Human Way or the "Ghostly Human Way". Such rough exercises are of course impossible to complete, but fortunately, Zhu Peng's methods are not just that.

He stood in front of Zeng Rong and his fingers hit him like raindrops, hitting the major acupoints on Zeng Rong's body, forcibly helping Zeng Rong complete the exercises from an outsider's perspective.

For Zeng Rong, the power of true energy squeezed his body and was constantly twisted and deformed. His seven orifices were bleeding and burned into pieces. A pediatric department such as cutting into pieces was no longer enough to describe Zeng Rong's pain at this time. He only felt that his body was like a dough, and he was forcibly slapped and rubbed into the desired form according to the wishes of the Taoist in front of him.

Logically speaking, Zeng Rong should have fainted long ago, but Zhu Peng kept muttering beside him. The soft voice seemed to have an almost demonic charm. It not only poured into his heart and ears, but also kept sucking his spirit, making Zeng Rong unconscious after a coma that he could not get what he wanted.

"Zeng Rong, have you never been curious?

Why do I clearly say that I have mastered the Daotong of the Zhang family in Longhu Mountain, but my skills are more mysterious and strange than the other? At this time, since you are already half a disciple of my Ghost Palace, I will just tell you the origin of the Daotong of the Palace to you today...

People in the world only know the Longhu Mountain, the ancestral courtyard of the ancestral temple, only know the Zhang family Tianshi Mansion for thousands of years, but do not know the dark side hidden behind the infinite glory. For example, the four hidden halls behind the immortal Taoist dynasty of the Dao Sect: demons, demons, ghosts, and monsters.

Most of the demon halls are female cultivators who are good at charming skills, and many of them are even demon spirits and fox women. They spread the world and penetrated into every center of power and wealth. When the world is in peace, they gather news of the Daozong to gather wealth. When the world is about to be in chaos, they will show their own abilities, and even disrupt the lord of the people will overthrow the world, ensuring that every dynasty formed by the trend has a great favor to Longhu Mountain.

The main force of the Demon Palace attacks and conquests is the nearly strongest combat power under the Dao Sect. Most of them are the masters of the heretics who were conquered by Longhu Mountain. There are many bloodthirsty demons among them. However, they are still treated with the forbidden medicine and are as obedient as dogs by the Dao Sect.

However, our Ghost Hall is almost the strongest practice hall except for the Zhang family Daozong itself. It was because Zhang Daoling established the Taoist throne of the Heavenly Master backed by subjugating and controlling the power of all ghosts. Zhang Tianshi was moved by the loyalty of the ghosts under his command, and before he ascended, he gave him several brilliant skills, plus the longest accumulation of the Ghost Hall... If the Zhang family in later generations had not been afraid of the excessive strength of the Ghost Hall and continued to suppress it, my Ghost Hall lineage would be enough to suppress the other three halls.

In addition to practice, the Ghost Palace Master stole and assassinated. After a thousand years of accumulation, there were as many as six corpses of the last emperors of each dynasty who were refined after the Ghost Palace assassination.

The Monster Hall is not a real hidden hall, just because this hall is mostly composed of madmen who practice firefighting and "personal talents" used to test new techniques. Among them, "monsters" that have caused physical alienation due to immature practice. As for the collection of strange beasts by its main department, it is not very obvious." At this point, Zhu Peng paused for a moment, and then hit Zeng Rong's body with four palms one after another, and four dazzling bloody red blood flowers burst out.

It would be fine to combine humans and ghosts. But Zhu Peng modified the Heavenly Man Dao skills in the "Hell Sutra Picture Six Paths of Reproduction Method" in his hand, and tried to replace the corresponding Heavenly Dao part of the skills with ghosts. He was so crazy and conceited that Zeng Rong's ending was almost decided at this time. He would inevitably be transformed into a monster by Zhu Peng's alteration of skills and hard-filled external alchemy true essence, and it seemed like the monster hall that Zhu Peng said when he was speaking above: "people"

He retreated step by step, avoiding the blood and gravy that splashed out by Zeng Rong's body. At this time, Zeng Rong had left Zhu Peng's control. His entire fat body rolled violently on the ground like a fat insect, and kept screaming. The outer alchemy true energy was too powerful for his mortal body. At this time, it continued to explode from his body, and then quickly alienated the flesh and blood and grew into one mutated deformed organ after another. Zeng Rong, who had left Zhu Peng's control, quickly transformed from a human to an irrational monster at an astonishing speed.

"Tsk tsk, no wonder there are very few sects or monks who have dared to reform and innovate the Taoist masterpieces since ancient times. The price is really amazing." Zhu Peng retreated far away and said, but Zeng Rong had been tortured and lost most of his reason, crying and calling for death.

"Kill me, senior brother, please kill me. Ah, it's so painful, ah..." Zeng Rong's forehead had evolved into deformed black scales and flesh horns, and he rolled around and frantically, causing the flying sand and stones all the way... From this point of view, Zhu Peng's transformation was not completely meaningless. At least Zeng Rong's combat power was swelling upwards at this time.

"The Hungry Ghost Realm opens the Ghost Gate in the Yin World, and controls the power of all ghosts at the cost of sacrifice of one's own flesh and blood. The Heavenly Man Dao is a state of cultivation where heaven and man understand the laws of the underworld... I use the Hungry Ghost Method in the Hell Sutra to sacrifice Zeng Rong's heart to the poisonous dragon in the form of sacrifice. Logically speaking, the level of this sacrifice is not low, not to mention that the poisonous dragon is controlled by me and is constantly reducing the demand for sacrifice.

After the ghosts and man were united, I used the ghost path I had learned to let the poison dragon replace the Yin world law part of the Heavenly Man's Art. From a theoretical perspective, although such modifications have been much weaker and cut off Zeng Rong's room for practicing the Heavenly Man's Art in the future, it should be a mistake just from the operation of the arts itself. But why did he collapse so much that I could not even suppress it?

After all, Zeng Rong’s own willpower is not enough to meet the standards.”

Such words summarized the experience and lessons, but did not care much about Zeng Rong's miserable situation in front of him. For Zhu Peng, Zeng Rong had a lot of reward points on him, and he would not really die no matter how hard he tried in the main god space. He suffered a little more pain. Zeng Rong knelt in front of Zhu Peng and his forehead was bleeding. Isn't the person he was seeking to be a "extraordinary Tao" that quickly became stronger without considering the pain?

To take extraordinary paths, achieve extraordinary things, and of course extraordinary people.

Otherwise, why can you do what others cannot do? If you can succeed easily by shouting a few slogans, there will be no losers in this world.

"I have done everything I can do. There is no problem with the technique itself. It is your own instinct that resists the poisonous dragon's mind to dominate your body. The outer alchemy true essence cannot be in line with you, so your body will be mutually exclusive with the true essence, and it cannot bear the collapse and alienation..."

The painted black mist-shaped true energy enveloped Zeng Rong's whole body like steaming. After all, it was just the amount of true energy of four or five layers of Qi refining. After so long, the power of the poisonous dragon poured into Zeng Rong's body was gradually running almost the same. Although Zeng Rong was getting more and more painful, if he really insisted on not being united with Zhu Peng's poisonous dragon, his hard work and Zhu Peng's external alchemy power would be wasted. Zhu Peng held his hands behind his back with his hands and almost had the idea of ​​forcing him to withdraw the poisonous dragon several times. He just wanted to use Zeng Rong's "human heart" to gather the evil spirits in his heart for the cauldron to repair or even strengthen the vitality of the poisonous dragon, but he had no intention of giving his outer alchemy to Zeng Rong to defeat him.

However, the situation at this time was not that Zeng Rong's subjective consciousness resisted the power of the poisonous dragon, but that the instinctive "life" of the living body was resisting Zhu Peng's obviously evil and obscure death power of the poisonous dragon. Zeng Rong could not control his subconscious to a certain extent like a skilled cultivator. Therefore, his vivid body and the ghost power of the evil spirit were repelled and conflicted very severely, and even led to the explosion and alienation of his body. After all, it was nothing more than that Zeng Rong's deep desire for power could not overwhelm the instinctive yearning for "life".

Looking at Zeng Rong who was almost deaf about his words, Zeng Rong rolled and roared around the ground in a crazy crying and howling, and Zeng Rong who was gradually exhausted from his black fog ghost power, Zhu Peng himself sighed helplessly, but he opened the second card against Zeng Rong without hesitation. If even this move could not be successful, he would draw the poisonous dragon back without hesitation, and then throw Zeng Rong back to the main god space for treatment.

Zhu Peng sprinkled the tea from the jade cup beside him in front of Zeng Rong's eyes. The next moment, the water vapor filled the water, and transformed into a scene at the hillside of the immortal peak. By chance, he saw the scene inside. Zeng Rong, who was originally howling and rolling because of his alienation, suddenly calmed down. It was not real peace, but a kind of calmness that was stabbed in his heart, desperate and empty.

In the image of the water curtain transformed by water vapor, a beautiful person who was extremely familiar to Zeng Rong was being ravaged and tortured by Li Xiaoyi under his body. The scattered short blue hair seemed to have lost all his faith and vitality, his red and swollen cheeks, and his limbs that were forcibly broken and twisted, and Li Xiaoyi, who was undulating and undulating on his white body, everything in this picture brought Zeng Rong a spiritual impact that ordinary people could not imagine... The cleanest piece of private land in his heart was destroyed, trampled, burned and destroyed.

"You think Li Xiaoyi is a timid and cowardly person who has no courage. What is it? It turns out that you underestimated the hysterical madness of a coward, and Ayanami Ri is paying the price for your mistakes at this moment... Your personality setting for her is extremely loyal to you or even spares your life, right? It's a good setting." At the most appropriate time and at the most appropriate angle, Zhu Peng suddenly inserted the most vicious and sinister words, which instantly amplified the negative emotions in Zeng Rong's heart countless times.

In a trance, the originally chaotic and scattered black and gray true essence in his body was caught in Zeng Rong's heart by strong negative emotions at this moment. A pair of bloody red pupils emerged in the condensed true essence that seemed like black flames, swallowing the frenzy negative emotions around him. The originally dispersed poisonous dragon resurrected bit by bit. Finally, the entire black snake gradually became between the virtual and the real, clinging to Zeng Rong's heart.

"Vomit..." Zeng Rong spit out a mouthful of black blood from his mouth, his eyes were cracked, and his seven orifices were covered with strange and dark liquid. The black and gray mist that had originally shrouded around him finally entered a corner when his spiritual defense completely collapsed.

Zeng Rong's originally normal, black and white pupils, at this moment, the darkness in his eyes continued to spread, gradually covering his entire pupils, like two pure black crystals, but it was filled with pure despair, dark destruction, endless madness, and at this moment the endless desire for power overwhelms everything.

Looking at Zeng Rong, who was still bursting with blood fountains all over his body, but rushing down the mountain without caring about the speed of speed, Zhu Peng finally let go of the hand gesture hidden in his sleeve, took a sip of fragrant tea with leisurely spirit. However, from his perspective, he could see that a pure black red-eyed poisonous dragon had gradually condensed into shape in Zeng Rong's heart, swallowing the endless evil thoughts in his body, constantly strengthening himself.

"I don't know that Xiangji Temple has entered Yun Peak for several miles. There is no path to ancient trees, and where is the bell in the deep mountains.

The sound of the spring is swallowing the dangerous rocks, the sun is cold and the green pine trees are in the sky. The pond is in the sky at dusk, and the Zen dragon is used to make the poisonous dragon.

If you simply close your eyes and meditate, you can avoid distracting thoughts to suppress the sinister hearts. Then the ghost and poisonous dragon that inherits the evil thoughts of people's hearts will be too weak.

Without weaknesses, it creates weaknesses. Apart from the true immortal of the Supreme God, who has no flaws in his heart?" After talking to himself, Zhu Peng drank the small amount of tea left in the jade cup in his hand and stood up. However, this drama will continue to be performed.

While running, he howled, one was for physical pain, and the other was for the pain in his heart. Although the ghost power in his body was relieved, the important acupoints on his body still burst out from time to time, and blood fountains were sprayed out. However, Zeng Rong no longer cared about it. He climbed and rolled down the Yutai ladder and climbed to the fairy peak, howling all the way, like a beast, and rushed to the wing room on the mountainside.

He was just as he saw Li Xiaoyi stepping out of Ayanami's residence. When Li Xiaoyi saw Zeng Rong, his eyes widened and looked very frightened. All of this made Zeng Rong no longer have any doubts, and he roared at Li Xiaoyi like a wild beast.

When Li Xiaoyi saw a monster with four legs and half-scale and half-meat roaring at him, his first reaction was to turn around and hide in the room. However, the door of the wing he had just stepped out was closed at some point. At this time, no matter how anxious Li Xiaoyi was, he could not open it.

The irrational beast in his heart pounced on each other and bit each other. At the beginning, Zeng Rong had an absolute advantage in killing momentum, but soon Li Xiaoyi clearly felt that the power of the monsters on his body was not great, at least not as irresistible as he imagined. The two prerequisites combined naturally made Li Xiaoyi start to struggle for his life. Zeng Rong, whose body was seriously damaged but his mental will was crazy, and Li Xiaoyi, whose potential for survival was bursting out, rolled and bitten on the ground like two wild beasts. Li Xiaoyi once relied on his physical strength to push Zeng Rong away, but just turned around and was completely crazy by Zeng Rong, who was completely crazy behind him. The insharp teeth bit the vital point of the back of his neck, which brought great pain of cutting flesh with a blunt knife.

The two of them fought like wild animals and finally decided to win and lose. Li Xiaoyi's physical strength was stronger, but he was scared by Zeng Rong's terrifying appearance and mood at this time. He just ran away but couldn't escape. After being bitten by Zeng Rong several times in succession, he completely collapsed after being bitten by Zeng Rong. He fell there and tears and communicated with shit and pee, but he was just waiting to die at a loss.

However, just as Zeng Rong opened his mouth full of blood and blood and was about to bite his throat, a ray of water and light suddenly stopped his bloody mouth. The next moment, several rays of water and light tied up his whole body and pulled him away from Li Xiaoyi, and hung him up. All of this made Zeng Rong struggle like crazy and gradually calm down, and calm down in despair.

"It's you, all of this...you arranged it."

"You are not a fool, you should have thought that in my field, if it were not for my permission, Li Xiaoyi would not have the ability or would not have the courage to rape Ayanami Ri." With such a smile, Zhu Peng appeared in a shadow. There was a blue water vapor band at the tips of his left five fingers. These five water vapors were controlled like a substantial rope and even lifted Zeng Rong up in the air.

As soon as he noticed the situation changed, Li Xiaoyi, who had just been closed and waiting to die like a paralysis, rolled behind Zhu Peng and crawled behind him. When he heard the words of Taoist and Zeng Rong, he looked confused. He wanted to say something but was touched by Zhu Peng's hand, who was touched by Zhu Peng, forced back. The wooden door in the wing room was shaking more and more violently, as if something was needed to rush out from the inside, but the collision from the inside out did not emit a slight sound. Zeng Rong was hanging without an angle to look at the trembling wooden door and Li Xiaoyi's strange and confused face behind Zhu Peng.

“Why do you do this?

You want to reward me for you, you want the side plot, and even if you want my life, there is no need to do it so extreme. I just want to live well with Ling, Zhu Peng, so naughty, why do you treat me like this..." Gripping your teeth, a large amount of blood overflowed from Zeng Rong's lips. In order to say these words, he seemed to bite his tongue to pieces. The red blood flowed out everywhere.

"No, it's just because I like it... Haha, you didn't see Ayahari's soul-sucking look by me when she was most desperate. It's so cute... When she died, she begged me to let you go... Hahahahahahahahaha.

She died completely, and she died completely cleaner than the soul scattered." Zhu Peng covered his cheek with his right hand and laughed wildly. The crazy evil spirit that was overflowing all over the body showed people a pure and extremely evil.

"I ~ want ~ you ~ die..."

Zeng Rong's eyes, whose spirit was completely broken, had all turned into black crystal-like purity. The main consciousness and subconsciousness were completely destroyed to create a body without protection instinct. The violent Yin energy ghost power lost its obstacles and carried the extremely violent intention of darkness, causing Zeng Rong's fat body to form a group of muscles like iron lumps in a short moment. The black and gray aura around him seemed like a burning fire, instantly bursting and breaking the five water-blue light belts.

"Bang" suddenly kicked from the ground in mid-air, and the land under Zeng Rong's feet seemed to explode, causing him to use amazing power to punch the Taoist laughing wildly in white.

"It's too weak after all...bang."

The Taoist priest who covered his smiley face with a huge punch with his right hand was easily caught with his left hand. Compared with Zeng Rong's cylindrical iron arm at this time, Zhu Peng's arm, which had almost no muscle bulge, was slender and almost weak.

However, Zeng Rong, who burst all over his body, had blood flowing out almost every pore, knew that just a moment, a faint purple flame suddenly burned in the narrow space before the fist and palms collided, and then the force of his punches spread out. The fist that really hit Zhu Peng's palm was not even more powerful than the casual slap of a five-year-old child.

"Pure Yang Zixiao Tribulation is the body, Taiyin extinction Tao is the use. Zixiao Demon Flame Oscillation is purely accumulated, Taiyin Ghost Power Oscillation is heavy and changes are abundant. You use Taiyin Ghost Power, a dead force that is completely unsuitable for the human body to strengthen the body, which is equivalent to burning Yang Qi to incinerating life. The effect is extraordinary in a short period of time, but if you don't need someone to hit you for a while, you will die from the oil. Zeng Rong, although you have luckily completed the "Ghost Power" today, your future path of practice is still long and you will not see the end." Slowly putting your right hand covering your face, Zhu Peng was calm, but he looked at his initial work with a lucky and interested look.

Compared to the fat man who was no different from a waste when he first met, the man in front of him who was willing to burn his life and even wanted to throw all his revenge fists to burn his life, finally had a little bit of the appearance of a cultivator, although only a little bit...

"You're so mom, take me another punch."

His eyes were split, and his idle left hand clenched his fist again. This time, according to the instinct that naturally emerged in his mind, Zeng Rong immediately fell into his waist, and his violent aura was running roughly like a torrent. He also formed a long-horned skeleton ghost head composed of black and gray mist, with bloody ghost eyes. After opening it, it was full of sharp teeth and poisonous fangs. His spirit was extremely terrifying.

"Dog Dragon, stop playing, if he continues to play, he will die. You won't be able to meet a ghost-type cauldron wherever you are willing to sacrifice human hearts and can complete the practice of ghost-humanism."

With the words of the blocked left hand, Zhu Peng completely ignored Zeng Rong's left fist, which was prominent and getting closer to his cheek, and the iron fist burning with vigorous black and gray ghost power was about to touch Zhu Peng.

A large black and gray breath suddenly burst out from every pore under Zeng Rongzhou's body, breaking away from these Taiyin ghost powers. Zeng Rong was a devilish muscle man standing on his arm on his fist and running, and the next moment he turned into a vulgar fat man who was fat enough to weigh 200 pounds.

The iron fist that seemed to be about to break the sky and the earth was in a few inches ahead of Zhu Peng's nose. The fat man, who had consumed too much, collapsed in front of the Taoist at the first moment when the poisonous dragon ghost power escaped, and it was like a pile of mud. His consciousness and vision were also blurred and dim at the same time. But vaguely, he seemed to see the broken wooden door, and seemed to hear Ayanami Ri's screams and crying.

"What am I still hoping for? Ayan is dead. She appears in my life like a beautiful dream, and disappears like a beautiful dream... But I don't regret creating you, sorry, Ayan."

When it is true or false, it is true or false. When it is true or false, it is true.

Author's words: In Qidian, Mazi is not called Mazi, but a scam. I have not been able to log in to Qidian at home these two days. I have obviously written a manuscript, but I can't post it. This chapter was posted in an Internet cafe, and it costs three yuan per hour...
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