Put away your magical powers now!.

Chapter 105 [I’m actually pretty awesome…] (11000 words)
Chapter 11000 [I’m actually pretty awesome…] ( words)
when!when!when!
Chen Yan squatted beside the iron pot and tapped it gently with a stick.

This iron jar is sealed, and the mouth of the jar is welded shut with an iron lid - not only the mouth of the jar, but even the base is welded to the concrete floor.

Chen Yan frowned and looked at the iron jar with the Qi-gazing technique, silently calculating the number of cycles of Qi in his mind, and then calculated it according to the directions of the Tiangang and Disha Bagua.

Chu Keqing whispered beside him, "Senior, the placement of the jar is a bit strange."

Chen Yan nodded and said seriously, "This place has a very strong yin energy, and this location in this building is also the evil spot..."

Chu Keqing stared at the jar again and again: "I wonder what's inside..."

The woman shook her head and said, "I can't see it... but I can feel that the things in here give me a gloomy and disgusting feeling."

Chen Yan squinted his eyes and said nothing, but seemed to be thinking about something.

Chu Keqing looked at the senior and slowly squatted down beside Chen Yan: "Senior, how about... we take it back?"

"No, wait here for a while." Chen Yan shook his head: "The main person hasn't arrived yet."

Chu Keqing was stunned: "The real master?"

Chen Yan nodded: "Yes... the main one."

He stared at the iron jar and said slowly, "Based on that guy's ability to just play tricks and scare people, he's not qualified to play with things of this level..."

Chu Keqing's eyes narrowed: "Senior... do you... know this iron jar?"

"I didn't recognize it before, but I recognize it now." Chen Yan sighed: "This is a magical tool for refining things."

He stood up slowly, then pulled Chu Keqing back a few steps.

Chen Yan raised his right hand and gave a thumbs up.

He glanced at the iron pot... and finally put his hand down.

Chen Yan lowered his head and thought for a moment, then turned to Chu Keqing and said seriously, "Xiao Chu..."

Chu Keqing said angrily: "Senior, you agreed to call me Keqing."

"Yes, Keqing." Chen Yan immediately changed his tone and said with a smile: "Well...you can go back."

Chu Keqing was stunned: "Me? Go back?"

"Well, go back." Chen Yan's tone became serious: "Let's go now."

Chu Keqing looked into Chen Yan's eyes and understood something: "Senior, do you think... I am incompetent and will be a hindrance here later?"

"Half and half."

Chen Yan didn't shy away from saying, "The person who'll be arriving soon is the true owner of this altar. This person's skills are far superior to the guy who was manipulating the paper figures just now. You can't handle the situation that's about to happen. There's really no point in you staying here, other than cheering for me."

Chu Keqing bit her lip, a hint of unwillingness flashed in her eyes, but she soon smiled again, exhaled and whispered: "Senior is worried about my safety, I know it in my heart."

This woman was not only smart, but also decisive. She immediately nodded and said, "Then I'll follow your instructions, Senior. I'll leave now."

"Well, go back to Huang Mingyi's dojo and wait for me." Chen Yan thought for a moment and said, "I should be able to go back by daybreak."

"Then...is there anything I can do to help you, Senior?"

Chen Yan thought for a moment and said seriously, "Please prepare breakfast for me. I want porridge with raw fish slices and fried eggs. I want them sunny-side up and runny—yes, two."

Chu Keqing: “…”

However, despite his strange expression, Chen Yan's words made Chu Keqing feel at ease - to be able to say these words so easily, Senior Chen Yan must be very confident, right?
"Okay! I'll make the fried eggs myself." Chu Keqing smiled and agreed, then left decisively.

She knew very well that this senior had an unusual personality. If she acted loyal and refused to leave, dragging her feet, wouldn't that probably cause Chen Yan to be disgusted?

After Chu Keqing left, Chen Yan simply sat next to the iron pot and sat quietly for a while.

He suddenly picked up the stick in his hand and hit the iron pot rhythmically, humming along with the rhythm.

"Huangfengling, eight hundred miles, is full of rat-frame snipers~
Hey... I have to find a way to beat the game this time when I go back, Erlang Shen is too hard to beat..."

Chen Yan sang and hummed to himself...

I don’t know how long it took, but his ears suddenly perked up!
Downstairs, there were clear footsteps!
Chen Yan took a deep breath, stood up from the ground, and brushed the dust off his hands.

As his gaze directed, he saw an old man slowly walking up the stairs to the third floor.

As soon as he showed up, Chen Yan felt a pair of sharp eyes fixed on him!
"Youngster, are you occupying the altar where I raise my ghost body?" There seemed to be a ghostly feeling in the old voice.

Chen Yan stared at the other person intently, then grinned: "Let me guess...Are you that Mr. Zhong?"

The old man smiled coldly: "Yes, I am Zhong Hongliang!"

Chen Yan stared at the other person intently, then pulled the corner of his mouth and slowly shook his head and said, "No, if you are Zhong Hongliang, I am the Chief Executive of Hong Kong!"

As he spoke, he casually knocked the stick in his hand back.

when!
As the stick hit the iron pot, Chen Yan looked at the other person and said, "You are definitely not Zhong Hongliang. Zhong Hongliang should be just a little puppet under your command. Tell me, where did you come from, old ghost? You live in a human body and do evil here?"

The arrogant smile on the old man's face slowly disappeared. He squinted his eyes and stared at Chen Yan for a while, then slowly said: "Where are you from, kid? You do have some vision and experience."

Chen Yan knocked the iron pot lightly with the stick in his hand.

Following the sound of gentle clanging, Chen Yan slowly said, "Your cultivation level is quite high to be able to use something like this. Let me guess, you're a cultivator who failed to overcome the heavenly tribulation and break through to a new realm?"

The old man's face tightened, but his eyes were fixed on the wooden stick in Chen Yan's hand that was gently tapping the iron pot.

Chen Yan nodded. "Yeah, that's true. Who among those who practice cultivation doesn't want to break through to the Celestial Realm? However, in this world, the only way to achieve this is failure. Let me guess. You failed to overcome the tribulation and disintegrated, your body was damaged, and you had no choice but to take the path of ghost cultivation?"

The old man snorted coldly.

Chen Yan sighed, "What a pity! Perhaps you're lacking some technique? Your path as a ghost cultivator is a bit messy."

Ghost cultivators, on the right path, either seek out treasures to nourish their ghost energy, then slowly condense it into a physical form. Once their cultivation reaches a certain level, they can then break through the heavenly tribulation! By then, they can transform the virtual into the real and cultivate a new Dao body.

But obviously, you don't have a good way to nourish the ghost energy? Well, after all, it's a crooked way.

As for the evil ways, one could find a compatible person, take over their body, and continue to live freely. However, the body taken over would be incompatible with the original soul, and this practice went against the laws of nature. Even if the possession was successful, the cultivation level would be at an end, and it would be difficult to make further progress.

But... judging from your appearance, it doesn't seem like you're taking over another body! You actually have two souls in your body?

Ha, it turns out to be the art of parasitism!
You don't even know the magic of possessing another body, so you can only find a human with a barely compatible ghost body, and then inhabit his body to barely survive? This Zhong Hongliang is the host you found, right? "

The old man's face was stiff, and he said coldly: "You know quite a lot, young man. Which sect are you from? It seems that the elders in your sect have taught you a lot."

As he spoke, he took a deep breath. Chen Yan looked at him with the help of the Qi-gazing technique and felt that the vital energy around him was gathering. The vital energy in the old man's body was flowing powerfully and his momentum was rising sharply!

He felt that the other party's vitality cultivation was much higher than his own!
"Standing Stage Realm? Yeah, that's true... you wanted to break through to the Heavenly Talent Realm but failed, so of course you're at the Standing Stage Realm. However... after all, inhabiting someone else's physical body can't be 100% compatible with your spiritual body, so how much power can you display? Besides, your physical body, Zhong Hongliang, is already old, isn't it?"

The old man chuckled coldly. "No matter how much strength I can muster, youngster, you are only at the Guiyuan realm. Didn't your elders tell you that if you encounter an opponent one realm higher than you, it's best to turn around and run away?"

Chen Yan's eyes became sharp, and he said coldly: "Living in a human body is different from possessing a body. Ghosts can live in a human body, but they can't really possess the body. They can only coexist with the original soul of the host.

Whenever a ghost inhabits a living person's body, the ghost's aura will infect the person, causing them to suffer various injuries! At the very least, they will be bedridden and unconscious, while at the worst, they will die!
Zhong Hongliang should have died early after being possessed by an old ghost like you. But he's been famous in Hong Kong for over a decade. Even if he was healthy and had a strong life, he couldn't withstand the invasion of the ghost energy of a cultivator like you. With an ordinary human body, if you were to possess him, he would only last about five years before dying.

so……"

A hint of coldness appeared on Chen Yan's face. "You were staying with Zhong Hongliang, thirteen years ago, right?"

The old man was stunned and frowned, "How do you know?"

Chen Yan smiled and tightened his grip on the stick: "Based on Zhong Hongliang's own destiny, he can't bear you! But the art of living in a place with a limited number of restrictions is too great. You must find someone whose destiny roughly matches yours. Otherwise, no matter how many ordinary people there are, they won't be able to let you live in a place with them.

It must not have been easy for you to find a physical body like Zhong Hongliang, so you naturally wouldn't want to discard it after using it for just three to five years, so... thirteen years ago, you did something for him!
In order to prolong the time you stayed in Zhong Hongliang's body and extend his destiny, you helped him steal someone else's destiny!
You just happened to come across a little girl with a very good destiny, destined for a long and prosperous life! But you used a sinister method to steal her destiny and transfer her longevity to Zhong Hongliang.

This way, Zhong Hongliang will be able to withstand the damage your ghost energy will cause to his lifespan, allowing you to use Zhong Hongliang to stay longer! Right?"

The old man stared at Chen Yan for a long time, thought for a moment, and then slowly said: "I understand... My spell to steal fate was broken more than a month ago! This caused the fate of this living body of mine to decline sharply. I have always wondered who could break my spell. So, it was you?

I didn't even look for you, but you came to me?"

Chen Yan didn't answer, but knocked on the iron jar again.

when!
The old man's face tightened.

Chen Yan sneered, "You didn't deliberately not look for me, but... Zhong Hongliang's fate was stolen. After the spell was broken by me, Zhong Hongliang will not live long! You must find a new body to inhabit as soon as possible, which is why you are unable to spare any time."

Chen Yan glanced at the iron jar and said, "This is the magic tool you use to raise a new ghost body to inhabit, right? To inhabit a ghost, even if the fate is compatible, it still needs further transformation. So this is an altar for raising a ghost body!
Inside this jar, there's a "Zhong Hong Liang" that you've prepared for you! Furthermore, to nourish the ghostly parasite, it's best to have the soul of a skilled cultivator. Use the soul's power as nutrients to nourish the spiritual senses of this inhabiting body, allowing you to better integrate with it when you inhabit it in the future... Ha! Good trick.

So, you killed Huang Mingyi, took his soul, and used the power of his soul as nourishment to nourish your parasite.

Hmm, who is this person in this jar? An innocent passerby? A citizen? A beggar? Huh? That's not right..."

Chen Yan rolled his eyes and laughed, "I understand, I understand... The one in the jar is Huang Mingyi's eldest disciple, right? The master and disciple's skills are from the same lineage, so they are more compatible.

But...why does Huang Mingyi's eldest disciple just meet the requirements for living in your physical body?
It can’t be a coincidence, right?”

The old man's face was indifferent, and he said coldly: "It's okay to tell you. Huang Mingyi's eldest disciple is the next candidate I found many years ago.

It was my secret guidance that allowed him to become Huang Mingyi's disciple. To nourish the ghost body, the soul of a cultivator is needed. If this cultivator and the ghost body both possess cultivation, and if they share a common origin, then the two will naturally be more compatible.

Huang Mingyi is a decent disciple. He has good cultivation skills and solid cultivation. After he came to Gangcheng and met me, he was chosen by me as a nourishment early on.

After finding the nourishment, I guided my candidate to become Huang Mingyi's apprentice - this is not difficult. With a little trickery, I can lead him to Huang Mingyi to learn the skills.

Huang Mingyi taught him the technique, and the two of them practiced the same technique. Over time, the nutrients and the ghost body would become more compatible. Why not do it?

Chen Yan sighed, "I see... You arranged this long ago. It's just that neither of them noticed. One became a disciple, and the other accepted a disciple to inherit the skills. They had no idea that you were the one behind the scenes."

"Speaking of which, it's all because of you that Huang Mingyi died so early." The old man sneered, "Originally, I didn't want to use Huang Mingyi and his apprentice so early, but you broke my spell to steal life, making Zhong Hongliang's body unable to last, so I had to kill Huang Mingyi early. When you broke my spell to steal life, did you ever think that you would kill another person? Karma is a cycle, and this karma will naturally be recorded on your head!"

After hearing this, Chen Yan frowned slightly!
Then he laughed out loud: "Want to disturb my mind? Ha! You killed that person! You set up the trap! I never did a single thing to Huang Mingyi, and now you want to put the blame on me?"

He slowly extended his right thumb towards himself: "I'm sorry, I'm a person who is kidnapped by money and women. But I will never be kidnapped by morality!"

Suddenly, a thought came to his mind, and he shouted, "I broke your method of stealing people's fate in order to save them! If God wants to blame me for Huang Mingyi's death because of this, then God is blind!"

The old man narrowed his eyes and suddenly sighed softly: "Young man, I see that you have a strong heart for Taoism... Well, after today's matter, you should just leave now. I will consider it as a sign of cherishing your talent. You can go now."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yan deliberately dropped the stick on the iron pot and laughed loudly: "Ha!"

He stared at the old man with wide eyes: "You bastard, old Shut the Lights, do you think I'm easy to fool? Appreciate talent? You appreciate Tom's talent!

You came here and talked to me for so long, but you didn't rush to take action... Are you particularly compassionate?

Don't you know how many bad people die?
Because this iron jar is your lifeblood, and I've been standing here, hitting it with the stick, so you didn't dare to attack me directly, for fear that I would break your iron jar with a stick!

You said you would let me go, but in fact you wanted to trick me away. Will you let me go once I am away from this iron pot?"

As he spoke, Chen Yan suddenly raised the stick in his hand. The old man's face changed color and he shouted, "Stop!"

Suddenly, a fierce look flashed in Chen Yan's eyes. He poured his vital energy into his left hand and smashed the stick towards the iron jar angrily!
The old man roared, and his body suddenly turned into a gust of wind and pounced forward!

Seeing that he was in front of Chen Yan in an instant, Chen Yan smiled strangely and pointed at the other person with his right thumb!

The Vitality Version of Six Meridians Divine Sword·The Strongest Thumb!
The old man was already at the end of his strength, and he was still coming towards Chen Yan. He couldn't avoid the strongest thumb sword attack, and suddenly a wisp of vitality hit his chest directly!

The old man roared, and instead of retreating, he advanced. A stream of energy pierced his chest, and blood spurted out, accompanied by a cloud of black air!
But he had already pounced in front of Chen Yan, with his ten fingers spread out, and tried to grab Chen Yan's neck.

Chen Yan's left stick immediately swung across, and with a cracking sound, the stick in his hand was easily shattered into pieces of sawdust by the old man's fingers! Chen Yan blocked the blow with his stick and quickly retreated, using the escape technique with all his strength, and felt the old man's fingers passing in front of him.

With a hiss, although Chen Yan dodged the neck, the cloth on the chest of his sweatshirt was torn to pieces. Black air was swirling in the old man's hand, and the cloth instantly turned into ashes in his hand.

Chen Yan used the escape technique and retreated nearly ten meters away. He felt a burning pain in his chest. He looked down and found that not only was his sweatshirt torn, but there were also several bloody wounds on his chest. The flesh was turned out, almost exposing the bones!

Moreover, there was black air at the wound that was madly corroding his body. The flesh and blood at the wound quickly turned black, and then the black air followed the flesh and blood of the wound little by little, as if it was madly squeezing into his body!
Chen Yan took a deep breath, quickly took out a Six Yang Righteousness Talisman and slapped it hard on his chest!
After a flash of golden light, the black air on his chest suddenly burned up, turned into flames and disappeared, and bright red blood began to flow from Chen Yan's wound again.

After dispelling the black energy, Chen Yan shivered in pain. He saw the old man standing in front of the iron jar, blocking it behind him. He looked at him with gritted teeth and said, "Young man, how do you want to die? How about I boil you into corpse oil, pour it into my altar, and use your corpse oil to nourish my parasitic ghost body!"

Chen Yan smiled and said, "Good idea, but I'm skinny and can't handle a lot of oil. I think Zhong Hongliang is plump and well-fed, so he's a good material for cooking oil."

As he spoke, Chen Yan took a deep breath, opened his ten fingers, and shot out finger swords one after another!

The old man twisted his body rapidly, and pounced towards Chen Yan like a phantom!

Chen Yan stood still, and several consecutive sword strikes missed. Seeing the old man's figure getting closer and closer, he suddenly sneered and turned his thumb! A sword strike avoided the old man and shot towards the iron pot in the distance!

The old ghost suddenly became furious and cursed: "Asshole!"

He gritted his teeth, twisted his body, and rushed towards the iron jar, stretching out his hand to block the vitality of the thumb-pointing sword!

With a humming sound, the old man's palm was pierced again!

But this time, the black energy swirled around his body and quickly wrapped up his injured hand in layers.

Chen Yan laughed heartily, snapping his fingers several times, and a burst of finger swords flew out! The old ghost was enraged, but this time he didn't even try to dodge. He quickly pounced on Chen Yan, hitting him with three consecutive finger swords, but he gritted his teeth and took it all!
Chen Yan immediately dodged and ran away, using the escape technique to move quickly. The old ghost chased him relentlessly, but Chen Yan was extremely cunning. After running a few steps, he immediately turned around and shot a finger sword at the iron jar. Every time he did this, the old ghost had to turn around and rescue him.

The two fought for three or four minutes using the same old trick, but the old ghost was unable to defeat Chen Yan. Instead, he was hit by five or six finger swords.

However, Chen Yan's condition was not very good either. In addition to the wound on his chest, he was also hit on the shoulder during the chase. He was bleeding profusely and had to use up one of his Six Yang Righteousness Talismans before he could expel the black energy that was corroding his body.

Chen Yan finally saw it...

Gu Xiaoniang is right! The practitioners in this world are all weaklings!
Although this old ghost was at the Dengtai realm, he obviously didn't have many offensive methods! He could only rely on his ghostly speed and corrosive black energy to attack him.

If he had met another opponent, the old ghost might have won long ago. But he happened to encounter Chen Yan, who had a complete set of skills and was also proficient in magic! The body movement of the escape character technique made the old ghost's ghostly speed not much of an advantage, and the corrosive ghost energy could be dispelled under the Six Yang Righteousness Talisman.

Most importantly...

This old ghost has a weak body!!!
If a person is a true cultivator of the realm, with complete skills and vital energy to nourish his body, and cultivates to the stage realm, his physical body will be comparable to that of Superman, and he can kill Chen Yan even with his fists!

But the old ghost only had cultivation skills, but he used the body of old man Zhong Hongliang - how good could the body of an old man be?

The old ghost saw that his body was also damaged and he became increasingly impatient!
"Junior! I wanted to save some energy, but you forced me to do it!" The old ghost suddenly stopped chasing Chen Yan. He clasped his hands together and quickly made several fingerprints with both hands.

When Chen Yan saw the other party's posture, he thought he was going to use a big move!
He stood still, took a deep breath, and then struck out with a finger sword!
laugh!
The old ghost waved his hand, and a black aura appeared in front of him, pointing at the sword!
The old ghost sneered, and suddenly the black energy on his body suddenly increased! Then he saw countless black energy rushing out from his body, and the black energy in the sky seemed to turn into more than ten meteors, rushing towards Chen Yan!

Chen Yan saw more than ten black auras rushing towards him, and at the same time, the body of the old man standing in the original place, that is, Zhong Hongliang, suddenly collapsed, and the flesh and blood on his already old face dried up in an instant!

The old man's body turned into black gas and flew out. Zhong Hongliang immediately regained his consciousness and screamed loudly: "Your Majesty, please spare my life..."

Before he could finish shouting, he fell headfirst to the ground. It was as if all the blood and energy in his body had been drained away in an instant, and he turned into a dried corpse!
Chen Yan snorted and quickly retreated to the window. Seeing more than ten black air rushing in front of him, Chen Yan quickly raised his little finger and then turned his wrist!
The weakest sword shot out, but it passed through the gaps in the black air...

The black energy rushed towards Chen Yan's body. Chen Yan roared and threw out a stack of Six Yang Righteousness Talismans! Under a golden light, several black energy were deterred by the golden light, but two black energy directly hit Chen Yan's body!
Chen Yan felt the black energy sweeping through his body, tearing his clothes in many places! With a hissing sound, his back, shoulders, lower abdomen, and left leg, all of his clothes and pants were shattered into pieces and turned into ashes!
The skin and flesh on his body were torn apart in many places, and several black airs entered his body at the same time! His body stiffened instantly, and a cold breath washed over his body!

Chen Yan didn't even feel any pain, but he felt as if his body was suddenly thrown into ice water, and his whole body was cold and stiff under the invasion of black air!

At the same time, the last and weakest sword shot out by his little finger just hit the ground under the iron jar!

In the Vitality version of the Six Meridians Divine Sword, the power emitted by the little finger is the lowest, but it is the most flexible and has the highest accuracy!
hum~~
A ray of golden light!
The energy of the finger sword did not hit the iron jar, but hit something else, something that Chen Yan had secretly placed under the iron jar!

A [Six Yang Righteousness Talisman]!
The finger sword of the little finger has the lightest power, even just the strength of an ordinary person's punch, but... it contains vital energy!

As the vital energy surged, the [Six Yang Righteousness Talisman] placed under the iron jar suddenly activated its power! After a flash of golden light, it suddenly absorbed the iron jar!

This thing is the natural nemesis of all evil spirits! The extremely positive and righteous vital energy suddenly absorbed the iron jar used to refine the ghost body, as if triggering a chemical reaction!
The iron pot suddenly made a soft, crisp sound, and a crack slowly spread across it...

Then the second, third...

Soon, a corner of the iron jar cracked open, and black liquid gurgled out. The golden light of the Six Yang Righteousness Talisman immediately penetrated into the iron jar...

The black liquid seemed to have become some kind of combustion-promoting substance, and the golden light of the Six Yang Righteousness Talisman suddenly became stronger! !
The black energy that was originally swirling around Chen Yan suddenly shook! Then an angry roar was heard in the air!

"Damn!!!"

More than ten black auras turned back at the same time, rushed towards the iron jar, and then attached themselves to the iron jar one by one madly!
Trying to use black air to suppress the golden light on the iron jar!

Black air rushed forward one after another, and the golden light gradually dimmed, but finally, there was a bang...

The iron jar also completely shattered!

Black liquid filled with a foul odor flowed everywhere! The air suddenly spread with a strange stench that could not be described in words!

And from the broken iron jar, a person's body fell out with a thud and lay on the ground.

Chen Yan saw all of this, and then quickly slapped two Six Yang Righteousness Talismans on his body to dispel the corrosive black energy on his wounds!
I saw the black air attached to the iron jar condensing together again, and then it seemed to form the outline of an angry face. After looking around, it quickly drilled into the body on the ground that fell out of the iron jar!
But soon, as soon as the black energy entered the body, it seemed to be violently bounced out by some invisible force!

The black energy roared angrily, circling twice before swooping down on the body on the ground again, once, twice...

It was poured into the body again and again, and then bounced out again and again.

Chen Yan leaned against the wall beside the window and slowly sat down.

He was injured in many places and sighed softly: "It's useless, you lose."

The black gas swirled and condensed on the ceiling again, slowly condensing into a face, wriggling back and forth, but it looked like an angry person, gasping for breath.

"It's useless." Chen Yan shook his head again: "I've been provoking you to use your ultimate move on me, and then you left Zhong Hongliang's body. This ultimate move is that you use your spiritual body to fight. Well, it is indeed much more lethal than before, but... this move should be able to extract the flesh and blood of the physical body, right?"

An angry voice came from the dark air: "How could you possibly calculate all this!"

"Why is it impossible?" Chen Yan waved his hands: "When I saw the iron pot, I knew you were cultivating a ghost body. When I knew you were cultivating a ghost body, I understood that you were using the parasitic technique.

Knowing that you are using the parasitic technique, I understand that you cannot exert much strength. If the parasitic spirit wants to exert its full magic power, it must drain the host's flesh and blood.

These are all knowledge. I am not like you, a wild fox Zen who knows nothing about this or that. "

As he spoke, Chen Yan's tone became more pointed: "Zhong Hongliang was drained to death by you. Originally, you were not afraid, because after you killed me, the ghost body that had been nurtured in the jar was ready, and you could continue to use it. But... I'm sorry."

Chen Yan smiled tiredly, his wound twitching and causing him to grimace in pain. He slowly said, "I've buried a Six Yang Righteousness Talisman under the jar. While it's not very destructive, that little bit of Six Yang Qi is a nemesis for ghosts. It's enough to infect anyone in the jar with this little bit of Six Yang Qi, and your spirit body will be temporarily unable to attach to it."

But, I knew from the beginning that you were using the method of parasitism, not possession - you don't know the spell of possession, um, you weak monk...

The spell of parasitism cannot be used by anyone. If there are people whose destiny is not compatible with yours, you cannot parasitize them even if there are ten thousand people standing in front of you.

Of course, with your cultivation level, if you spend some time, three or two days, you should be able to dispel the six yang energy in this body. However... oh, I guess... your spirit body can't leave the physical body and exist in the outside world for a long time, right?"

At the end, Chen Yan forced a smile and said, "Did I calculate wrongly?"

The black energy gathered on the ceiling and remained silent until this moment, when it suddenly shouted loudly: "Boy! Let me possess you temporarily! You are a cultivator with vital energy entering your body - those with Taoism experience can also reluctantly let me stay for a short time!"

Chen Yan stood up again and said with a smile: "Do you think I will agree to you?"

"you!!"

The black energy squirmed frantically, then tried to speak in a gentle tone, "I only need to stay here for two hours! I can swear to the heavens that as long as you help me this time, I will forgive the past and never harm you again!

I can also teach you supreme skills! I can teach you how to steal destiny! And, and... I can give you all the wealth that Zhong Hongliang has accumulated over the years! I can make you rich and prosperous for the rest of your life! I only need two hours! Two hours! ! ! !

Chen Yan shook his head: "Again, do you think I will agree?"

"Then we'll die together!! I'll destroy you before I die!"

The black energy was furious and suddenly swept towards Chen Yan!

Chen Yan rolled over and elbowed the window behind him, shattering it with a crash! With a mocking smile on his face, Chen Yan flashed a middle finger at the incoming black energy, then rolled over and fell out of the window sill!
While in mid-air, he somersaulted and finally landed on the ground on the first floor!

Even though Chen Yan had vital energy to nourish his body and was much stronger than an ordinary person, he was still three stories high and injured. After landing, he rolled a few times on the spot to relieve some of the force before he stood up again.

Without bothering to look at the black gas that was rapidly rushing down from the third floor, Chen Yan used the escape technique and turned around to run!
In the darkness, Chen Yan's figure flew past like the wind, and the black gas behind him chased him relentlessly.

After about a few minutes, Chen Yan felt that the black gas was obviously beginning to weaken. Both the oppressive feeling of the breath and the scale of the black gas visible to the naked eye were obviously much smaller.

The black gas chased Chen Yan for so long, and suddenly stopped, then abruptly changed direction and flew towards the south.

Huh?
Chen Yan's heart moved, and he chased after him. The situation of the pursuit between the two of them suddenly reversed!

However, he was too preoccupied to pursue too closely, staying at least ten meters behind the black energy so he could easily turn around and escape. Even more sinister, while chasing the black energy, this guy would occasionally raise his finger, shooting out swords, constantly hitting the black energy.

After being hit several times, the black energy roared angrily and turned around to pounce on Chen Yan several times, but as soon as it turned around, Chen Yan ran away without saying a word and used the escape technique!

After chasing for a while, the black energy fled again, and Chen Yan turned around and became the pursuer again...

After the pursuit situation was reversed two or three times, the black energy dared not pursue Chen Yan anymore, but just drifted southward, repeatedly roaring angrily at Chen Yan who was chasing after him:
"I'll let you go! Boy, go on your way! From now on, we'll keep our distance!"

"Boy, don't follow me! Otherwise, I will perish with you!!"

"Bastard, bastard!!"

"Kid... let's discuss this. Don't follow me... you tell me a condition..."

"If you chase me again, I will really fight you to the death!!"

"...Stop bothering me! Go away! Go away!"

No matter how the other party roared, got angry, or even begged in the end, Chen Yan just said nothing, followed closely under the black air, and shot out finger swords from time to time to harass.

Gradually, the black energy became weaker and weaker, and its size became smaller and smaller...

Suddenly, it stopped and slowly coiled around a tree by the roadside...

Chen Yan stood in the distance, staring at the black energy quietly until it stopped moving. Then he slowly said, "I understand... You ran south, thinking you were going back to Zhong Hongliang's home! You begged me to let you stay there for two hours!"
Well, two hours... because within two hours, you can run back to Zhong Hongliang's home. There must be something in his home that you can possess? A magical tool? Or some special treasure?"

The black energy trembled slowly, and the voice became weaker and weaker: "Cunning... Cunning boy... What kind of sect or school can raise a despicable and cunning boy like you..."

Seeing that its voice was getting weaker and weaker, Chen Yan took two steps back.

The black energy suddenly roared, "You...you still haven't given up your vigilance? You don't even dare to get close to me?"

Chen Yan shook his head seriously: "Only enemies that are completely dead are safe enemies."

The black energy roared unwillingly: "Aren't you tempted by the conditions I offer?! I can really give you many benefits!
That Zhong Hongliang was originally a charlatan, without any magical power at all. But after meeting me, he became a leading figure in Hong Kong's esoteric arts world! I helped him gain enlightenment and taught him many skills...

Moreover, in just over ten years, he had accumulated an astonishing amount of wealth!
Boy, these, these, don't you feel moved?"

Chen Yan didn't say anything, just looked at the black air quietly.

"Why...why...why aren't you tempted..."

As the black energy grew fainter and thinner, it still clung to the tree trunk. But it finally dissipated layer by layer, bit by bit...

"Why... aren't you tempted..."

"Heaven is unfair... Heaven is unfair! I have such great talent, why can't I break through to the Celestial Realm? Why did I fail to overcome the tribulation, lose my physical body, and become a ghost cultivator... Heaven is unfair..."

Finally, with a final sigh of unwillingness, the last bit of black air dissipated.

Chen Yan didn't go forward directly. He quietly watched the black energy completely dissipate before nodding and saying softly, "You are indeed very talented. In this world, using such an incomplete technique, you have been able to cultivate to the Stage Stage Realm and to the point where you can transcend the tribulation. This talent is truly astonishing."

He stood where he was, shooting out two finger swords from his fingers and hitting the tree trunk. Although there was no movement, he waited patiently for a full ten minutes.

Finally, Chen Yan slowly walked to the tree trunk step by step, but stretched out his hand first, and a [Six Yang Righteousness Talisman] infused with vitality was slapped on the tree trunk!
But this time, a flash of golden light appeared, but there was no reaction on the tree trunk.

Only then did Chen Yan confirm that this unknown old monk had finally died.

After confirming this, Chen Yan felt relieved. Finally, all his strength was exhausted and he sat down under the tree with a plop!

He had also been fighting fiercely all night and had multiple injuries on his body. Only now did he feel the aches all over his body, and the pain in some of the injured areas was excruciating.

With his back heavily leaning against the tree trunk, Chen Yan's mind finally relaxed at this moment.

He took out a gourd from the [Octagonal Alchemy Furnace] hanging around his neck, poured out a [White Bone Pill] given by the old fox Su Yi, and put it into his mouth.

Chen Yan chewed the pill hard, and suddenly a ball of vigorous energy mixed with a strong medicinal aroma entered his mouth and stomach!
He couldn't help but sigh in comfort.

After the pill entered his stomach, he didn't dare to waste even a bit of the medicinal power. He controlled his vital energy to quickly digest the pill. Then he felt a stream of warm vital energy wrapped in the medicinal power washing over his body, from head to toe, and then from toe to head, washing back and forth over and over again.

This process was like standing in a shower room with hot water spraying down, underwater...

After sitting for about ten minutes, Chen Yan looked down at his body. His chest, shoulders, arms, abdomen, legs...

All the wounds tonight have healed rapidly, but... the skin at the location of the wound is still a light pink. It seems that it will take some time to fully heal.

However, the weak feeling after the injury has dissipated by 70% to 80%.

Chen Yan leaned against the tree trunk and looked up at the distant sky - a hint of light was already appearing in the eastern sky.

Tonight's fierce battle was the first time that Chen Yan faced an opponent with higher cultivation than himself - the opponent was at the Dengtai realm!
Even the weaklings in this world who have reached the stage of enlightenment, lack the means of attack and have incomplete skills, are at the stage of enlightenment.

Moreover, because he had lost his physical body, he could only live in the body of a frail old man to reach the stage!
But... a weakling reaching the stage realm is still considered to be reaching the stage realm... Chen Yan felt a little excited.

I defeated an opponent at the Stage Realm!
Be it opportunism or conspiracy.

Anyway, I defeated a stage-level cultivator!

In fact, during the battle, there were at least three times when Chen Yan wanted to take out the [Formless Breaking Disaster Slash] talisman!
There were two more times when he wanted to take out the [God-summoning Talisman]!
Chen Yan was sure that if he had taken out any one of the two talismans earlier, the battle tonight would have ended long ago and he would not have suffered the pain of injury.

But... he was still useless after all.

"Mrs. Gu is right. She will leave eventually. I can't always rely on her."

Chen Yan sighed.

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"The Venerable Master has taught you such a wonderful technique, as well as talismans and spells... But during the days I've been with you, I've felt that you've been quite lazy in your cultivation. You spend very little time practicing, and you don't spend much energy studying spells.

Do you know that if someone in the domain could obtain the unique skills and magic skills taught by the Venerable Master, they would work madly and diligently to study them without eating or sleeping."

Chen Yan's mind flashed back to the expression on Gu Qingyi's face when she said these words to him that day.

Chen Yan didn't actually react much that day.

but……

He listened.

So this time, before he came to Hong Kong City, he had already made the decision in his mind.

On this trip, unless you encounter a life-or-death situation, you don’t have to care about Qingyi’s talisman!

Of course, if you're really going to die, you should still use it, but...

He also wants to try his best.

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After resting for a while under a tree, Chen Yan climbed up again, and after figuring out the direction, he headed towards the dilapidated building...

"Actually, I'm already pretty good, right..."

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[Back from a business trip, another 10,000-word chapter! ]

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(End of this chapter)