Chapter 383: The two of them started a war, and they fought each other, playing the huqin and killing the devil on a moonlit night

The man took the snake skin and looked at it. He saw that the originally intact snake skin was now tattered, full of holes, and mostly destroyed.

This Nie Hai looks like a living being, but he is just covered with skin. In fact, he was killed long ago and became a puppet without knowing it.

"I thought that donor Nie had been hit by my palm and his spiritual power must have been damaged by 70% and he would not live long. But I couldn't find him anywhere and had to let him escape. Unexpectedly, he fell into the hands of Master Xixia." Qiuzhen looked at the figure.

But the man who came had a handsome face and was dressed in a white robe. His eyebrows, eyes and mouth were all perfect, making him look like a banished immortal, truly peerless. It was none other than Qin Yuanhua, Young Master Xixia.

Although he is an immortal master who has achieved enlightenment for a long time, his face is very young, without any trace of old age. Only his pair of star-like peach blossom eyes reveal a bit of worldly air, which adds a touch of maturity. There is not the slightest coquettishness in him, but he has a natural charm. No wonder so many fairies and chivalrous women have their hearts set on him, are obsessed with him, dream about him, and even betray their sects for him.

"It's just that Nie Hai is still alive and came to me for help, so I repaired his painted skin and entrusted his soul to him so that he could keep breathing," Qin Yuanhua smiled slightly. Although he was a man, he was so charming that he had practiced the art of charm to the extreme.

"I've heard for a long time that Master Xixia is an expert at painting skin and adding dots to eyes, and his skills are superb. Today I see that it's true." Qiuzhen put the young man down in his arms. Qin Yuanhua and he are both at the level of a casual immortal, and Master Xixia has been famous for many years. He must take him seriously and not be overconfident.

Qin Yuanhua's fame spread all over the world, relying on two things. One was his unparalleled appearance, which attracted countless romantic partners. The other was the magical power of painted skin as mentioned by Qiuzhen.

He has a secret technique called the Golden Needle Painting Technique, also known as the Wedding Dress Magic Technique. It involves taking a golden needle, cutting open the skin of a demon, and using the skin to paint. It is very effective in prolonging the life of the enemy.

On Nie Hai, the life-extending method was used. While he was still alive, his bones, flesh, tendons and skin were carefully sewed up, and his marrow, blood and bone powder were used as ink to draw his eyebrows and eyes, and he became a painted skin demon. During this period, he was stabbed with thousands of needles and cut with thousands of knives. Every needle pierced his soul, and every knife engraved his spirit. There was untold pain, which could not be endured by only those with great willpower and faith.

Once the Painted Skin Demon is formed, his soul is covered with human skin and he becomes no different from an ordinary person. Although he has become a puppet in the hands of others, his consciousness and thoughts are intact, just like when he was alive, and even his magical powers are retained by 70 to 80 percent.

The reason why Nie Hai could endure the needle and knife torture was that he had a grudge against his whole family and practiced spiritual cultivation. Even so, he narrowly escaped death several times. This shows how cruel this method was and how great his resentment towards seeking the truth was, like a surging sea, endless.

It's a pity that he was still one step behind. The difference between a wandering immortal and a refined spirit was like a chasm that stood in front of Nie Hai, leaving him in a dilemma between life and death.

"It's just a girl's job, doing some sewing and mending needlework, it doesn't deserve such praise." Qin Yuanhua spread out the painted leather in his hand, "It's a pity to waste such a good piece of leather."

Qiu Zhen stared blankly: "I guess that the magic that Master Nie used to destroy people's minds was also created by Master Qin, right?" Although he asked rhetorically, he was very sure of his words. With a flick of his hand, a black and red gas ball the size of a grain of rice condensed out.

"If I hadn't had some experience, this invisible and extremely vicious magical power would have become a hidden thunder for me in the future. Once it erupts, I will fall into the endless hell and be controlled by you. Donor Qin, can you give me an explanation?"

Qin Yuanhua stared at the bewitching demon seed and smiled: "Nie Hai asked me to extend his life, so I sewed his skin. He asked me to give him a magic, so I gave him the demon seed. As for who he wants to deal with, I can't control it. Monk, can't you see that his consciousness is not controlled by me at all?

A deal, a fair one, that's all."

Qiuzhen did not make any comment on this unreasonable retort, but a little Buddha light emanated from his body: "In this case, please ask Mr. Qin to take the blame on your behalf. I can also show myself as the wrathful Vajra King." He was determined not to argue anymore and wanted to compete with him.

"That's how you righteous people are. If you want to be reasonable, you be reasonable. If you want to use force, you use force. You are so domineering." Qin Yuanhua pointed his hand, and the leather fell and stood up. Although it was tattered, it seemed to be inflated by wind. It stood in place, making the eyebrows and eyes that originally belonged to Nie Hai look particularly distorted and weird.

Qin Yuanhua spread his sleeves of white robe, and two pink dragons flew out from his cuffs. Upon closer inspection, they were petals of peach red flowers, which emitted a faint fragrance as soon as they appeared.

'That magical power is called 'Peach Blossom Flood'. It is made by Qin Yuanhua from the red rust of lovesickness, the heartbreaking spiritual grass and the love flower poison, which are refined into two auras. They are the best at enchanting the soul. Recalling the pain of lovesickness, the endless sorrow, the love flower dazzles the eyes, and breaks the heart. Fellow Taoist, please be careful, and wait for me to lead away this evil spirit.'

Before they started fighting, Qiuzhen's voice came through, and Gu Qingyuan smiled and nodded. Speaking of a strong mind, he could not let love go unpunished, and he was quite familiar with the calamity of love.

"Brother, go ahead. Don't worry."

Monk Qiuzhen pulled with both hands, and the strings of the thirteen sandalwood Buddhist beads in his hand broke, and the beads were freed and flew towards the oncoming peach blossoms.

The '卍' character on the Buddhist beads shone brightly, breaking the pink aura. Qin Yuanhua put two fingers together, and the scattered aura turned into a flower dragon, which entangled with the Buddhist beads.

"It seems that the monk has some concerns. Why don't we give up this place and stay in the air?" Qin Yuanhua glanced at Gu Qingyuan, who had a low level of cultivation, with a smile, and suggested like a gentleman. He flew into the air at high speed, and Qiuzhen followed immediately.

“I was looked down upon.”

Gu Qingyuan smiled and shook his head. He didn't feel that his self-esteem was hurt. Could he not continue to shout and scream about how dare the villain look down on him like that, and then rush up to fight? It was obvious that Qin Yuanhua came here for Qiuzhen. The three people present saw it clearly, and Qin Yuanhua did not have any arrangements.

Since Qin Yuanhua left, Nie Hai's painted skin began to move. The light skin swayed in the wind, looking strange, but in fact it came to Gu Qingyuan's side in a few steps.

"I am not even afraid of living people, so what can a Painted Skin Demon like you do to me?"

Gu Qingyuan chuckled, and a flame shot out from his palm. The Great Sun True Fire was very good at refining elixirs and weapons, and it was no problem for him to refine humans and demons. He quickly attached himself to the Painted Skin Demon, and countless sparks flew. A burnt stench and a stench spread along with wisps of green smoke.

The Painted Skin Demon had no body, only a piece of skin, which was burned with countless small holes by the real fire. But he didn't care and rolled towards Gu Qingyuan. The closer he got, the closer he was to Gu Qingyuan. A smile appeared on his face, and with the help of the fire, he exploded.

As the painted skin burst, countless powders flew out from inside. An enchanting atmosphere surrounded Gu Qingyuan and condensed into a ball of powder mist, wrapping him up. Only half of the snake skin was left on the empty space.

In mid-air, Qin Yuanhua shook his sleeves, and countless red butterflies flew out and hit the Buddhist beads. A series of violent explosions knocked the beads back.

A white jade bone fan unfolded, with a picture of a hundred beauties on the front and 'Love kills people' written on the back. Qin Yuanhua held the paper fan and said calmly: "My peach blossom is so charming that once you inhale it, you will fall into the web of love and be consumed by lust. Even the spiritual realm cannot stop it. You are not afraid, but I wonder if the little Taoist you brought with you can resist it?" "Daoyou Gu is blessed with good fortune and the protection of heaven and earth. I admire your heart of Taoism very much. How can you shake him with your petty tricks?" Qiuzhen shook his head, "You don't understand cause and effect. You have attacked a kind person in vain. You have already lost your luck. I advise you to turn back from your wrong path."

Having said that, he inexplicably had some confidence in Gu Qingyuan, but seeing that there was no breath flowing in the pink mist, he felt a little anxious. He tried to persuade him with his mouth, but his hands became more and more fierce.

The Buddha's palms clasped together, and Qiuzhen revealed his golden body, like the guardian golden arhat. He made a demon-subduing seal in his hand, and as soon as the seal was released, thirteen Buddhist beads surrounded him, and golden light shone brightly, like a cannonball, rushing towards Qin Yuanhua with the sound of wind and thunder.

Qin Yuanhua was not someone to be trifled with either. He waved his jade bone fan and eighteen white bone demons jumped out to fight against the Buddhist beads. Those white bones were in human shape, each one as white as jade and glowing with fluorescence. It was unknown how many times they had been sacrificed and refined. As soon as they appeared, they used their bone palms to knock the Buddhist beads back.

Qiuzhen performed another ritual and shouted angrily. The Buddhist beads suddenly grew larger, stretching to a hundred feet in length. With a roll, a white bone demon was crushed into bone powder. Before, the two of them had only tested each other, but now they were really angry.

"You seem to have great confidence in the young Taoist priest. Even though he has a strong mind, I wonder if he can withstand the backup plan I have left?" Qin Yuanhua smiled slightly, as if everything was under his control.

Meanwhile, down below, Gu Qingyuan was submerged in the peach blossom mist, motionless and almost in a state of concentration. The mist that could disrupt his spiritual cultivation had no effect on him at all. The two of them lived in peace and even had a faint sense of closeness towards each other.

Gu Qingyuan was not in a hurry to get out after dispelling the mist that was approaching him. He was just a little confused about what Qin Yuanhua was trying to do. He could hear the conversation between the two people in the air clearly, but the battle started inexplicably.

Nie Hai brought Qiuzhen here because of a grudge, and this Master Xixia intervened and was determined to gain something from him. He repeatedly threatened him with words, as if he was eager to provoke Buddha Qiuzhen to get angry.

Gu Qingyuan took a look at the Yin spirit body of Master Xixia. He didn't come here in his real body. His physical body was still thousands of miles away. But he didn't hesitate to spend his energy to rush here. Was he rushing to die? That was impossible.

After taking another look, Gu Qingyuan kept calculating in his mind and gradually came up with some clues. At this moment, rustling sounds came from all around.

As the sound got closer, one Painted Skin Demon after another appeared, including men, women, young and old. I don't know how many people Qin Yuanhua had peeled off to refine them. Each one was not like an ordinary person. Although they did not have the aura of the Spirit Refining Realm, they still had the Qi Refining Methods. There must be hundreds of them.

Such unusual movements naturally attracted Gu Qingyuan's attention. He knew that he could no longer take advantage of the situation. It was clear that Qin Yuanhua wanted to use him as a breakthrough point to restrain the God of Qiu Zhenxin.

Gu Qingyuan sneered: "You really let people underestimate you. Whether you are a human or a ghost, you all treat me as a soft persimmon. Don't you worry that I am an iron pea that cannot be broken or rotten? Be careful not to hurt your hands."

A nameless anger spontaneously arose in his heart, and he waved his sleeves to break up the pink mist, then slapped the magic gourd at his waist to absorb all the mist.

He did not need the Great Sun True Fire. He looked around. There were many pines, cypresses and bamboos near the Biyuetan Lake. Gu Qingyuan alone could recognize several types of bamboo. After thinking about it, he actually had the idea of ​​refining treasures during this chaos.

A wisdom sword appeared in his hand, and with a flash of sword light, dozens of purple bamboos, phoenix eyes, and arhats were cut off. Gu Qingyuan waved his Taoist robe, and the bamboo bodies that were cut through flew out like sharp arrows and pierced the Painted Skin Demon that was approaching.

I don't know how many years these bamboos have been growing here. They are like fine steel and iron blades, piercing the chest of the Painted Skin Demon. Their sharp corners penetrate the soil half a foot, densely packed together, forming a bamboo fence.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Gu Qingyuan selected an old Arhat bamboo, piled up the bamboo joints, counted them, and found that there were an even number of eighteen joints, so it was given a name, called "Eighteen Arhats".

He took the bamboo and cut a piece of sandalwood, sealed the baking pole, drilled holes in the axle, and made it into a cylindrical shape. Gu Qingyuan flashed the Great Sun True Fire in his hand, stroked the wood, and baked it carefully. With a magical power, he got the snake skin left by Nie Hai.

"You did evil things in your life, but it doesn't matter if you can help me with your merits after death. It can also be considered a blessing."

Gu Qingyuan touched the snake skin. After being torn apart by Qiu Zhen and then burned and exploded by the true fire, there was not much snake skin left by Nie Hai, but it was particularly tough. He looked at it carefully and was still a little dissatisfied. He rummaged through Qi Wuji's collection and took out a piece of scale skin. He didn't know what it was left from, but it was all red.

After being burned with real fire and tanned, the moisture was removed and then combined with the two pieces of Nie Hai's emerald green snake skin to fill in the delicate holes on them. The whole piece of leather with green patterns and red dots was covered on the sound box.

With a slap on the magic gourd, the powder mist that had rolled several times in the gourd came out, and the color became deeper and deeper red. Gu Qingyuan twisted it and it turned into transparent red silk. He plucked it and it was surprisingly tough. He cut it into several pieces, and he pulled and fixed them on the bow and pegs. A brand new huqin came out.

"Some babies can survive by performing on the flyover, but they still need a pair of round-frame sunglasses."

Gu Qingyuan held the huqin in his hand, smiled gently, and looked at the Painted Skin Demon who had already broken through the bamboo wall. He landed steadily, holding the huqin and the bow.

"Take my time to wait for this famous erhu piece, "Night Moon", please listen carefully."

The bow of the zither is like a knife, cutting through the silk strings. The sad but not hurtful sound echoes throughout the land. The quiet and silent melody reverberates, revealing a hint of tranquility and a little warmth.

As soon as the song started, all the Painted Skin Demons paused, and even Qin Yuanhua and the other person in the sky took a look at him. Gu Qingyuan immersed himself in the song, looking at the uninvited audience. He moved the bow and the mysterious thunder of Xiyin covered it.

Music can move people, but it can also kill people!
Invisible sound waves echoed around, the quiet and mournful tune was matched with the mysterious sound attack method, and the bow had turned into a demon-killing knife.

There was no murderous aura, only waves of coldness and the sound of the piano. The Painted Skin Demon could no longer control himself and swayed his body and danced to the tune. Gu Qingyuan controlled his thoughts and body, and he roared silently and pounced on his own kind nearby.

The music became louder and louder, and Gu Qingyuan was alone in enjoying the peaceful days. All around him were evil demons who were controlled by the music and were fighting each other. The demons had broken limbs, torn skins, and were in a mess.

The sound of the strings gradually faded, and the song "Moonlit Night" came to an end. As Gu Qingyuan splashed his magic power and immersed it into the void, an exterior scene gradually condensed around him. A bright moon slowly rose, and it was incomparably quiet. The moonlight was like water, clear and cold as usual.

When the song ended, Gu Qingyuan stopped playing the zither. The bright moon hung coldly above his head, and the ground was littered with corpses.

(End of this chapter)