Chapter 289 Red Robe Zhong Kui
The female ghost looked at the black ash on the ground, then looked at Gu Qingyuan, and a trace of clarity flashed in her cruel eyes.

Her body was trembling, her face was filled with worry, her arms kept rising and falling, she suppressed the urge in her heart to devour flesh and blood, and walked step by step towards the pile of black and gray, leaving a trail of water behind her.

When she came to Hui, she turned around and knelt down towards Gu Qingyuan. She scratched her abdomen with her sharp claws with black nails. The inside was hollow and a baby was stuck and sleeping in the cavity. An umbilical cord connected the mother and the child. Judging from the body shape, it looked like a full-term baby.

The female ghost looked at him with pity, then tore open her chest and abdomen, cut the umbilical cord, held the baby towards Gu Qingyuan, and then gently put it down. When the two separated, the female ghost looked even more decayed.

She bowed her head a few more times, and her ghost body could no longer hold on. It collapsed, rotted, turned into ashes, and merged with the black ashes on the ground.

Gu Qingyuan looked at the sleeping baby and used his magic power to hold the baby in his arms. He didn't want to comment on whether the woman was stupid or the man was bad. He just respected their respective destinies. He only wanted profit.

In his eyes, gray light drifted out from the two handfuls of black ashes and turned into spiritual points and gray worms. Six spiritual points flew straight into the sky, and fourteen gray worms burrowed into the ground. However, the two were intercepted by magic power and sent into Gu Qingyuan's palm, and the incomplete memories of the two also returned with them.

'Even such a strange thing contains a trace of immortality. It is really mysterious. Could it be that all living things in this world are immortal?'

Gu Qingyuan looked at the gray worms climbing and flying everywhere. They were actually the result of yin energy mixed with souls. What was even more rare was that they had immortality within them.

He clenched his hands and pinched the gray spirit worms in his hands together. The spirit worms shared the light spots, and then a spirit was slowly born, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but it quickly withered and collapsed in the next second and disintegrated into a ball.

Gu Qingyuan had a vague understanding in his heart: "It seems that this trace of immortality is probably the framework for the survival of the creatures in this world. The gray worms are immortal, and they are reborn after being combined, giving birth to a new life. The boundary between life and death is very vague in this world, and the chaotic reincarnation gives birth to very strange things. "

He used his spiritual sense to explore and found that the newborn thing did not look like a living soul, but more like a strange creature.

"The world is constantly reborn and immortal because of a trace of immortality, forming a new ecology. It's quite wonderful. Perhaps I should take some more samples to observe. Moreover, the spiritual energy of this world..."

Gu Qingyuan looked at the baby in his arms again. It was a baby boy who was sleeping soundly. His body was cold, almost without the temperature of a normal human body. His heartbeat was weak, and it only beat slowly after several minutes.

The strange thing is that although this baby was born to a ghost mother, it is not a ghost. It is a newborn baby. It has a strong yin energy mixed with some yang energy. Apart from that, it is no different from an ordinary baby.

What's even more rare is that this baby has the luck of heaven and earth, and is full of energy, like a son favored by heaven. Gu Qingyuan came here specially because he sensed the aura of this son of destiny.

"The dead ghost mother actually gave birth to a living child. It seems that this is also caused by the heaven and earth of this world. I want to see what the situation is, Qingfeng."

Gu Qingyuan spoke softly, and a boy walked out from behind him and handed the baby to Qingfeng.

Qingfeng and Mingyue both have extraordinary backgrounds, but Qingfeng is older, but his subjective consciousness is just nascent, he is ignorant, and his mind is dull and simple. Mingyue has spent thousands of years in the killing world and is often with the participants, so she is smarter. Now, among the two, Mingyue assists in the dimensional game, while Qingfeng was seconded by Yuheng to the Tianting Heavy Industry.

Qingfeng carefully took the baby and held it in his arms. Perhaps due to his lack of experience, he looked a little embarrassed and at a loss.

At this moment, a sword light flashed outside the temple and landed on the open space outside the door, turning into a human form. It was a middle-aged man. As soon as he landed, he looked around, and when he saw Gu Qingyuan through the slightly open temple door, he hurried forward.

As he walked, he said, "I happened to pass by this place and saw the evil spirit rising to the sky. I thought that there was an evil spirit appearing in the world, so I came to take a look. I never thought that Taoist friend had already used thundering means, and Luo Yun Sect Wu Zong was polite."

Gu Qingyuan also smiled and waved his hands: "I am just like you, I was attracted by the evil spirit."

Wu Zong stepped forward and said, "You look a little unfamiliar, I wonder what sect you belong to. My Luo Yun sect has been operating here for a long time, it would be nice if you could stop by and have a few cups of vegetarian tea!"

As he spoke, he looked at Qingfeng and the baby in his arms: "This baby looks very dead, and is in danger. If you don't have any magical prescriptions, I have a few pills. Why don't you give them to him first to prolong his life? Saving a life is also a merit."

Wu Zong's face was eager, his eyes swept around, and seeing that the person in front of him was motionless, he turned his body slightly and held the sword ball in his hand.

The next second, Wu Zongli died on the spot, his body fell limply, and he was no longer breathing. "Such a strong malice, do you really think I can't feel it?"

Gu Qingyuan shook his head. For a cultivator like this, his thoughts were as clear as the palm of his hand before his eyes, not to mention that Wu Zong had not concealed the whole thing.

He looked at the fallen body, staring at the changes inside. He wanted a sample, and now it was delivered to his door!
The Yin energy in Wu Zong's body surged, causing his body to break apart. Countless spiritual energies from heaven and earth were drawn in, and in that empty space, a figure gradually solidified, and its aura was more than a hundred times stronger than before.

Wu Zong stared at Gu Qingyuan with cold eyes: "Fellow Daoist, who are you? How dare you disrupt my Yin Shen practice?"

Gu Qingyuan also looked at Wu Zong, and could see all the changes inside him. Wu Zong's cultivation was low before, but after his death he made several leaps and crossed over greatly. His strength increased day by day, and he even transformed from a human into a Yin God.

'Wu Zong also has immortality in his body, so the cultivators in this world use this trace of immortality to absorb Yin Qi to practice, and finally forge a Yin God? His strength was not obvious during his lifetime, but he broke through the boundary between life and death, absorbed immortality into his soul, and became a Yin God. Instead, his strength skyrocketed, and he became stronger after death than before? No, it's better to say that everything in life is a preparation for death. The more you invest, the greater the return. It's quite interesting.'

He wanted to see the strength of Yin Shen Wu Zong, so he called out, "Qingfeng, call a thug."

"You still have helpers? Humph, no matter how many of them come, it's useless. You ignorant little cultivator, you ruined my cultivation and caused me to fail. Die!"

Wu Zong snorted coldly, his aura was violent, and he stretched out one hand, which turned into a sharp ghost hand. Countless bloodstains appeared on his skin, and blood threads were shaking like tentacles.

when!
A tall and burly figure blocked the ghost hand. It was a nine-foot-tall mecha, painted red, with a mechanical sword on his waist.

"The God Mecha Zhong Kui has arrived"

"Turn on mimic mode"

"The spirit module has been loaded"

"The Descending Spirit is activated"

A scroll appeared behind the mecha. As the scroll unfolded, a great man who shook the world came to life on the paper.

He was dressed in a red robe, with a sword hanging from his waist, an iron face and a thick beard, his voice was like thunder, his eyes were like copper bells, and he was holding the little devil in his hand as if he was going to swallow him.

There is a poem praising it: He slashes the monster with his sword and shakes the sky; he swallows the evil in his stomach and the taste is still lingering.

The evil is so ferocious that it rots the body, and the copper pot and iron water boil the ghost fragrance.

His voice is like thunder shooting into the valley of evil, his eyes are like lightning and surround the palace, he is the god who eats ghosts, he commands three thousand ghost soldiers, the evil spirits are frightened, he drives a million divine soldiers, the goblins are pale, his voice is mighty, his spirit is powerful. Quan Sixialing, the god of protection, the general who exorcises evil spirits and slays ghosts, the iron-faced god of Zhongnan, the celestial being who sweeps away the evil spirits.

The painting depicts the image of Zhong Kui, the holy god who bestows blessings and protects the home.

When the portrait was fully unfolded and turned into a golden pattern, it matched the red-painted mecha. The surface of the mecha was flowing like mercury and shrouded in smoke.

Then a big man in a red robe and black beard walked out of the clouds with a sword in hand and looked at Wu Zong.

"Zhong Kui, the Qigong master from Zhongnan, is here to slay the ghosts!"

　The new world is too complicated. I am dying of card card. I can't pay off my debts.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)