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Chapter 454 Zuo becomes a player

Chapter 454 Zuo Qianhu Becomes a Player

The world of A Chinese Ghost Story

With the death of the Tree Demon Granny, some of the pollution was cleansed, and some beings that had fallen into darkness and lost their minds gradually regained consciousness.

The Golden Palace.

A figure wearing a red monk's robe with gold trim sat upright on the dragon throne.

On either side sat monks dressed in the same red robes.

The chief monk, Pudu Cihang, had a fair complexion and a compassionate expression, like a golden cicada reincarnated. His bright red robes accentuated his noble bearing, making him appear like a prince from Mount Ling.

The vast sound of Buddhist chants echoed.

The fragrance of sandalwood filled the Golden Palace, making it feel as if one were in a golden Buddhist kingdom.

Inside the Golden Palace, countless high-ranking officials and nobles knelt in worship, their expressions devout as they listened to the Buddhist chants, seeking liberation.

They knelt and worshipped all the way outside the hall, filling the wide square.

Looking around, it was a sea of Buddhist believers.

suddenly,

The moment the Tree Demon Granny died, the gray mist that filled the sky seemed to thin out a little.

A figure kneeling in devout worship suddenly trembled, then, as if waking up, slowly raised its head.

"Universal Salvation?"

Zuo Qianhu shook his head, feeling a splitting headache.

Inside the Golden Palace, the Imperial Preceptor Pudu Cihang was sitting upright.

Bold!

Zuo Qianhu instinctively wanted to draw his sword, but found that his waist was empty.

He was actually wearing a red monk's robe belonging to a follower of the Imperial Preceptor.

Glancing left and right,

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the kneeling worshippers in the entire square and the Golden Palace included most of the country's high-ranking officials and nobles.

Now, they are all prostrating themselves on the ground, bowing and worshipping the demonic monk on the dragon throne!

"Monk!"

The anger in Zuo Qianhu's eyes was almost bursting out.

【Universal Salvation and Compassion】

A mysterious cultivator gained the emperor's trust through various miraculous means in just a few months and became the Grand Preceptor of the Ming Dynasty.

Because of the emperor's respect for the imperial advisor, the entire court followed suit and worshipped him.

He himself was a devout follower of the Imperial Advisor.

However, Zuo Qianhu was different from most people.

His respect for the Imperial Preceptor stemmed entirely from the Emperor. Loyalty to the Emperor and love for the country were his duty. Because the Emperor was fond of universal salvation, he was willing to kneel before the Imperial Preceptor.

But now,

Pudu Cihang dared to covet the throne. In Zuo Qianhu's eyes, let alone a mere national advisor, even a member of the imperial family would be guilty of a capital offense.

The sound of Buddhist chants filled my ears.

However, they could not break Zuo Qianhu's anger or convert him.

"You wicked monk, prepare to die!"

Left Commander suddenly stood up, ripped the monk's robe he was wearing to shreds, and threw a punch at the nearest [Imperial Preceptor's follower].

"Who dares to cause trouble at the True Dragon Dojo?"

This commotion was particularly noticeable among the devout worshippers kneeling in prayer.

Holding the vajra pestle, the solemn-faced follower of the national teacher opened his eyes, his lips stopped moving, and his eyebrows furrowed.

The Vajra's wrathful gaze!

A spiritual shock mixed with evil energy enveloped Commander Zuo.

Left Commander felt dizzy and lightheaded.

Golden Buddhist light appeared in his mind, with the demonic monk Pudu Cihang sitting in the center, uttering countless murmurs, trying to convert him.

"Traitor! Demonic monk! Die!"

Left Commander roared, his rough and loud voice shattering the spiritual impact released by the National Preceptor's followers.

Bang bang bang.

The National Preceptor's followers were astonished, never expecting that Commander Zuo could ignore his magic.

Before he could dodge, two fists came crashing down.

Although Commander Zuo did not know magic, he had honed his physical body for many years and was one of the top martial artists in the entire Ming Dynasty.

Click.

A punch landed on the red-robed monk's cheek, his skull cracked, and his head deformed.

The second punch landed on his chest, breaking his sternum. Bone fragments pierced his vital heart, and fresh blood continued to be pumped out.

The red-robed monk, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth and bloodshot eyes, collapsed limply to the ground.

Zuo Qianhu killed him with two punches.

but,

The dead red-robed monk suddenly underwent a strange change; his flesh and blood melted away like snow, leaving only a white skeleton.

The skeleton was covered with black centipedes, each two feet long.

The longest centipede, black with a hint of red, was as thick as an arm and lay coiled inside the white skull.

It twisted its countless centipede legs, trying to burrow into the ground.

"A centipede? It can actually parasitize flesh and blood, making it indistinguishable from a real centipede?"

boom!

He raised his right leg high and stomped on it until it was crushed.

Zuo Qianhu felt a numbness in his right leg, as if he were crushing rocks. Judging by the hardness of this centipede, it was probably about to become a monster.

Killing a low-level centipede demon rewards 20 reward points and 20 experience points.

Note: First kill successful. Some features of the Reincarnation game have been unlocked.

"A cycle of reincarnation...an illusion?"

Zuo Qianhu was slightly taken aback, but quickly turned his head away, no longer dwelling on it.

Because inside the Golden Palace,

The chanting of Buddhist hymns for salvation has ceased. Pudu Cihang opened his eyes and looked at the square where the commotion had broken out.

She held a flower in her hand, a smile on her face.

"Who dares to act violently in the True Dragon Dojo and slaughter my disciples?"

The sound was like a resounding bell, majestic and powerful, as if a thousand pounds were pressing down on you.

Left Commander realized something was wrong and quickly covered his ears, but the sound still made his internal organs churn, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He raised his head.

At the edge of the field of vision, on the Golden Palace, the fair face of Pudu Cihang split open to reveal two ferocious serrated whiskers.

The gaping maw of the abyss, almost piercing through the throat, stretched out countless pale arms, but to no avail.

They were all high-ranking officials and imperial relatives who were swallowed up by Pudu Cihang.

Possessing the nation's destiny, they can help the compassionate souls of all beings ascend to heaven and transform into true dragons.

"evildoer!"

Although Commander Zuo was impetuous, he was not a reckless man.

The palace had clearly been occupied by demons, and hundreds of centipede demons dressed in red monk robes were already surrounding him.

With his weapons and armor taken away, even someone capable of fighting a hundred men would be unable to fight hundreds of demons bare-handed.

I'm leaving now!

With a powerful stride, Zuo Qianhu stepped on the backs of the kneeling worshippers and sped toward the high walls of the palace.

"You think you can just leave like this, benefactor? Your murderous intent is too great. Only by converting to our sect can you eliminate your karmic burdens!"

The sound, as majestic as an abyss, echoed.

Countless worshippers, their faces contorted with madness, like fanatical believers obsessed with Buddhist chants, began tearing at their skin and flesh.

After a slight pause, Zuo Qianhu, seemingly undisturbed, stepped on the head of a centipede demon, used the momentum to push off the wall, grabbed the top of the wall with both hands, and flipped over, then ran wildly into the distance without looking back.

"Interesting that you can ignore the [death-inducing chant]!"

Both compassion and ferocity appeared on Pudu Cihang's face.

He reached out and grabbed a kneeling worshipper, casually tossed him into his mouth, and began to chew him with a crunching sound.

They kept fleeing the capital.

In the gloomy, desolate forest,

"What a terrifying monster! It can't even suppress the dragon energy of the imperial palace!"

Left Commander was panting heavily, leaning against the rough tree trunk, barely suppressing the fear in his heart.

The entire imperial city has become the domain of a demonic monk, and centipede demons disguised as humans are everywhere.

Over the years, he has traveled far and wide, and even among the great demons that have been around for hundreds of years, he has killed several of them with his savage blood and superb martial arts skills.

The feeling that Pudu Cihang gave him

Even the hundreds of ancient demons he had killed over a hundred years ago could not match his imposing aura.

A thousand-year-old demon!

Even if you risk your life, it might be useless against a demon with such cultivation.

What should I do?

Left Commander knelt on the ground, his eyes glazed over.

Suddenly, he remembered that when he was running away, a special force had resisted the strange Buddhist chants of Pudu Cihang.

After fiddling with it for a while, a light screen popped up.

[Left Thousand Household]

Level: Lv.1

Attributes: Strength 26, Agility 25, Constitution 25, Spirit 9

Class: [Martial Artist Lv.17]