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Chapter 16: The Sin of Baijia Village (Please read and collect)
Goddess!

Drought!

Su Yang understood why the old man’s previous description made him feel familiar.

It turned out that it was not from this world, but a mythical ghost that he had heard of when he was a Taoist priest in a Taoist temple in his previous life.

Hanba is one of the hundreds of mythical ghosts in mythology, also known as "Huangdi's Nvba". She is dressed in green and has fangs. Where she lives, there is no rain and the land is barren for thousands of miles.

Born as a ghost, he can transform a corpse into a ghost when possessed. If he cultivates to a deep level, he can transform the corpse into a perfect creature.

Generally speaking, Hanba is a very special kind of ghost, spanning the three paths of ghosts, corpses, and monsters, and its origins are extremely mysterious.

I don't know how he ended up in Baijia Village.

Su Yang looked at Hanba coldly, thinking in his heart.

Although his cultivation has not yet reached the Jindan stage, the pressure on him is enormous, not inferior to Nan Jinping at all. It seems that he has entered the third level of the Xuanguan realm. If he gets great fortune and forms a Jindan, it will be a real disaster.

"How did you find out?"

The face of Hanba is ferocious, and his eyes are like fire crystals. Although his facial features are distinct, they are all turned into charcoal due to the burning flames.

It stared at Su Yang intently, licking the corner of its mouth with its flaming tongue, "Your Yang essence is very pure. You are different from those Taoists. You are more delicious."

Su Yang was cold.

It seemed that it was not as he thought. There must be a Taoist friend who came to slay ghosts, but ended up encountering this kind of evil ghost.

The old man was the human form of Hanba, who was hiding there to deceive his former fellow Taoists.

Su Yang was able to discover this because when he channeled yang energy into the old man, he discovered that the old man's body had actually been corroded by ghost energy for a long time and should have died long ago. Even gods could not save him. Moreover, according to the old man, his son was so hungry that he had to go up the mountain to hunt a year ago. How could an old man like him be alive and well?

What made Su Yang convinced that the old man was cheating was the so-called tomb of Bai Ling's mother.

He used the mantra of rebirth to convert people, but could not detect any trace of evil spirit.

Generally speaking, after a person dies, his soul will linger for several days. The mantra of rebirth can help it enter reincarnation early. When the body is buried in the ground, negative energy will gradually gather.

The process of condensing Yin Qi usually takes a few days to three years. In extreme cases, there are even Yin corpses that remain immortal for a thousand years. This is the origin of Yin corpses. Therefore, descendants observe mourning, offer incense and candles, and use Yang Qi to drive away evil spirits.

There are no traces of incense or candles in front of Bai Ling's mother's grave, and no one is observing mourning. How could there be no yin energy at all?

Su Yang made some hand gestures and chanted an ominous force.

The two fingers of his left hand turned into a sword and pointed at Hanba.

Then the peach wood sword was unfurled, and the small pure yang mysterious light poured into the sword frantically, and there was a six-zhang sword light, which slashed towards the figure of Hanba.

Hanba suddenly became angry, and without hiding or avoiding, he opened his mouth and wanted to vomit.

However, he found that he couldn't spit out the red fire in his stomach that he used to do as he pleased. He was stunned for a moment and was hit directly by the sword light.

"There's something strange about your semen! When did it get in?" Hanba shouted anxiously.

Su Yang smiled coldly.

No matter how special Hanba is, its origin is still a ghost. Since it is a ghost, Su Yang is confident enough to deal with it.

After all, he cultivated Pure Yang, had an ominous body, and was the nemesis of ghosts and monsters.

Su Yang ignored Hanba's roar. With the peach wood sword in his hand, all ghosts in the world had nowhere to hide. Then he started a unilateral beating.

The long sword stretched out, the sword light split, and twelve golden sword lights towered across the sky.

"go!!"

Twelve golden sword lights trapped Hanba and began to chop madly. Every chop left hideous wounds on Hanba's fiery red body.

"You are a very vicious person!"

Hanba yelled, and slashed at the twelve sword lights. He clenched his sharp fists and madly bombarded the golden sword formation, with every punch hitting the flesh and blood flying everywhere.

It didn't care, as if it had no sense of pain, like driving piles into the ground, one punch stronger than the other, so that the flesh and blood in the fists were ground into pieces and the bones were exposed.

Su Yang's pupils shrank slightly.

The twelve golden sword formations actually allowed it to blast open a gap.

Then, Hanba fled in the opposite direction without looking back.

Su Yang's face looked slightly ugly.

This drought demon has actually condensed into a corpse, and his body is very strong, much stronger than those martial arts masters who specialize in physical training.

"Okay, okay, there are such magical things in Xuanguang Realm. If I let you go, and you form a pill in the future, wouldn't it be like letting a tiger return to the mountain?"

Su Yang's eyes were cold and filled with murderous intent.

Driving the Little Pure Yang Xuan Guang, Hanba was in hot pursuit. Hanba was in a body of red essence Xuan Guang, and had the ability to fly corpses at a very fast speed, but Su Yang's Little Pure Yang was a minor achievement, and the speed of Little Pure Yang Xuan Guang's flight was not much slower.

The twelve golden swords slashed and made the drought demon flee in panic with its head in its hands.

Hanba was very anxious.

This Taoist is very unlucky for me. I don’t know where this evil man came from!

It had no way to escape, but when it saw a big well in the distance, it felt relieved.

He dived into the well and disappeared.

Su Yang landed at the edge of the well and considered carefully.

There is fire filling the well mouth, and the temperature is several times higher than outside the well. It may be the lair of the drought demon, and there must be danger hidden inside.

Su Yang's eyes were cold, and suddenly a hint of ruthlessness emerged.

Now that we have entered this world, how can we look ahead and behind? How can we see the brilliance of Taoism and gain eternal life?
The path of cultivation is like stepping on dead bones, and fighting in the great world!

He turned over and jumped into the well.

The water at the bottom of the well has dried up, but there is a hole on one side of the well wall. The cave has its own world and is connected in all directions. Su Yang followed the trail of the drought demon. He has yang energy in the drought demon's body, so he is not afraid of losing it.

The temperature in the well increased greatly, and one could even see cracks in the soil, as if it had been scorched by the sun for months.

However, Su Yang soon noticed something strange.

As Su Yang went deeper and deeper, the spiritual energy in the cave was actually increasing little by little, and the concentration of the red essence was also increasing.

This red essence is definitely not the demon of drought, but the aura of natural treasures.

Su Yang understood.

The Hanba should have been born and raised by nature, but the Hanba was born with both intelligence and wisdom, which was acquired later. It is very likely that it was a fierce ghost who, by chance, was nourished by natural materials and treasures, and thus turned into a Hanba.
The passage ahead was brightly lit.

Su Yang stepped inside, but was shocked by the scene in front of him and gasped.

Inside the passage was a huge stone chamber, just like an altar in a tomb. The light came from a fist-sized red stone in the center of the altar.

A red stone, inlaid on a coffin.

The coffin lid was opened, and Hanba sat upright in the coffin, looking directly at Su Yang.

Around the coffin, there were countless mummies hung densely, about several hundred in number. A very small number of them still had some moisture in their bodies, obviously having been hung there not long ago.

The red stone smells like a raging fire, is extremely bright, and emits a burning breath.

There were hundreds of mummies, all of whom were scorched by red stones during their lifetime. Their mouths were wide open, their bodies twisted from struggling, and expressions of despair and pain could still be seen on their shriveled faces.

This situation is like purgatory.

"Taoist! Do you really want to kill them all?"

Hanba stared at Su Yang, looking fierce on the outside but weak on the inside.

"Monster, you have committed such an evil thing, how can I not kill you." Su Yang's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Hanba suddenly laughed miserably, the sound was terrible.

"Taoist, you said that Bai Ling was humiliated by the master and died in vain, but how could you know that they deserved to die."

"Do you know where this Baijia Village comes from?" Han Kui gritted his teeth and said, "There are more than 700 people in Baijia Village. Their ancestors were all corpse-driving people from Miaojiang. They fled here hundreds of years ago."

"I am the incarnation of the spirit of the plants and trees of heaven and earth. My flesh and blood can bring back the dead and turn flesh into bones."

"The Miao people have been living with corpses for years, and the corpse poison has long been integrated into their blood. Every generation has been suffering from corpse disease, and their life span is no more than forty years."

"They tricked me into marrying into the village and imprisoned me here. They drank my blood and ate my flesh. They were afraid that I would escape, so they refined me into a corpse, fed me with spiritual objects, and placed me in a coffin, which was passed down from generation to generation."

"There is a piece of red essence of the sun in the coffin, which can suppress my flesh and blood and burn my soul."

"Do you know the pain of burning the soul for hundreds of years?"

"Until one day, I died."

"I'm transformed into a ghost!"

Hanba had already screamed loudly, and his facial features were distorted by pain.

"Taoist! I just want to ask you one question. There are more than 700 people in Baijia Village, all of whom were raised by my flesh and blood. Should I slaughter all the people in this village?"

(End of this chapter)