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Chapter 50: Demon but not fairy
"Blood on the tip of the tongue?"

The carriage shop clerk was startled at first, but he didn't panic too much.

He pounced on Kang Muang and hit the drum head in his hand with all his strength. The sound was far louder than before.

The veins on his body were spreading, the lines were densely packed, and the expansion speed was obviously several times faster, as if the body would explode completely in the next moment.

Although the blood on the tip of the tongue is strong, as long as you close the distance and explode quickly, it doesn't matter even if it is sprayed, at least it can affect people wearing glasses.

Obviously I have the advantage at this moment!

The carriage shop clerk's calculation made some sense.

But he was only half right.

All the blood from Kang Muang's tongue was sprayed on the rotating Bagua mirror.

The light bloomed in an instant and was dazzling, shining brightly!

The carriage shop clerk's pupils were extremely constricted, but he had no time to dodge. Not only his head was illuminated, but his whole body was instantly burned and hit the earth wall.

Without the control of the caster, all the dead bodies fell to the ground.

It is true that the blood from the tip of the tongue combined with the secret method of Bagua Mirror will not be so powerful.

But who is Kang Muang?
Apart from being a talkative and good-natured person, his essence is a pure yang body.

It's a being that even lonely ghosts would like to take a detour when they encounter it.

How can the essence and blood on the tip of the tongue be taken lightly?
It directly amplifies the power of the Bagua Mirror several times.

However, Kang Muang did not feel proud at all.

Indeed, this set of spells is extremely powerful against evil spirits.

But the premise is evil!

Putting it on a normal person will only dispel the evil spells in them.

Then look at the carriage shop clerk who was burned beyond recognition in the blink of an eye. He was simply the most evil evil spirit.

But Kang Muang clearly saw the spiritual fire on the forehead of the carriage shop clerk before, and he was a real living person.

When he was confused, a black shadow emerged from the flames and fell on the wall.

Kang Muang could see clearly by the moonlight.

It was a big black civet cat with spots, staring at Kang Muang fiercely, the fur on its body was a little burnt.

When something unexpected happened again, Kang Muang raised his glasses frames in disbelief, fearing that he might be dazzled.

However, no matter how you look at it, it is still a wild raccoon.

To be more precise, he is a big wild raccoon with a moral code.

Everyone in the world knows that the primates of all things are humans. When it comes to the probability of attaining Taoism through practice, the possibility of humans is much greater than that of animals.

But everything has advantages and disadvantages, pros and cons. Once animals become wise and enlightened, and their thoughts are simpler and quieter, they can practice much faster than humans.

For example, the ability to instinctively predict natural disasters is very different between humans and animals. This is spiritual cultivation.

If you want to tell whether animals are enlightened or have signs of spiritual enlightenment, you can observe their eyes.

bright.

Profound.

sly.

No different from people.

Such is the case with this big wild raccoon.

Kang Muang didn't know how many Taoist practices it had, but what was certain was that it was something far from ordinary. Otherwise, how could he have mastered the evil arts such as possessing human skin and manipulating dead bodies.

In shock, the black raccoon jumped down and rushed back into the side room.

It's not about running away, but about fighting for the final battle.

In the room, there was a living person who had not been killed or skinned.

"Shocked!?"

Seeing the familiar figure coming out, Kang Muang was anxious and happy.

What is shocking is that the wild raccoon is completely determined to fight to the death, and has no intention of avoiding the edge temporarily.

The good news is that in Da Lengyan's state, his whole body is tied up, and a dead person cannot be bound by spiritual objects, which shows that Da Lengyan is still alive.

"It's not easy for spiritual beings to gain enlightenment. Since you are trying to enlighten your spirit, why do you want to commit murder? Little do you know that the way of heaven is clear. If you act like this, you will be punished by heaven. It's not too late to put down the butcher's knife now, and you can redeem your sins by doing good deeds. There is still a chance to start from scratch." Kang Muang learned with reason and moved with emotion.

If this black raccoon can come back to his senses, there will be no need to continue fighting. No matter who wins, the dead will not be resurrected.

This is Kang Muang's goodwill.

"Do good deeds to atone for punishment? Wash away your sins? I'm afraid you're stupid because you're chanting sutras and chanting in your head." The big-eyed man who was tied up by the black wild raccoon made a hoarse laugh, "Xu Qian, the most powerful people in all living things, can kill each other. There are countless casualties. You are allowed to slaughter cattle and sheep to satisfy your appetite, but you are not allowed to lift the butcher knife?"

The principles are easy to understand and the angles are impeccable.

These words go to the root of the problem.

Since when did people become so arrogant that they could be superior to others?
But Kang Muang's answer was beyond Black Wild Lizard's expectations.

"Both you and I can continue to implement each other's will. The price is just to bear the consequences of each other. Is it right or wrong for you to raise the butcher knife? I am not a god or Buddha, so don't ask me."

The possessed black raccoon was stunned for a moment.

These words seemed to be a kind of answer, but also seemed like nonsense without saying anything.

But if you think about it carefully, it seems to contain great principles, but if you think about it more deeply, it seems to be meaningless.

"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing I want to correct you. Earthly immortals have half of the heaven and earth. The talents of immortals are not limited to small methods. Those who live forever and never die in the human world are immortals who wander on land. The middle of the five immortals."

Kang Muang raised his finger and pointed, "If you don't understand the great truth and accumulate merit, you are not qualified to call yourself an immortal. At most, you can only be regarded as a demon. Your name must not be on the immortal genealogy of Jiuding Tiesha Mountain, right?"

Hit people without slapping their faces, and expose people without revealing shortcomings.

In fact, Kang Muang didn't have any ill intentions, at most he was telling the truth.

Just like asking the Great Immortal when he will shed his snake skin before when facing the Python Qingyan, it is the same logic.

But can the black raccoon bear such an insult?

The raccoon is cruel and vicious in nature, and can be lewd and surly.

Almost all real raccoons have this kind of temperament, not to mention the wild raccoons who have gone astray.

A thick dark fog appeared around the body of 'Big Lengyan'. He roared and screamed at Kang Muang on all fours. His speed was as fast as lightning and completely unnatural, and he was close in the blink of an eye.

Kang Muang didn't dare to be too arrogant, so he once again used the Bagua Mirror to deal with it.

But the speed of 'Big Lengyan' is extremely fast. Even if the naked eye can keep up, the Bagua Mirror in his hand cannot keep up.

The sharp claws roared with a fishy wind.

Kang Muang instinctively dodged to the side, his arm was still scratched with blood and the wound was extremely deep.

By the time he adjusted the Bagua Mirror, 'Big Lengyan' had already gone around behind him and scratched out another claw.

In front of those who have their whole body tied up, ordinary people are like fish on the chopping board and are slaughtered by them.

slam-la-

The ice-cold well water splashed over, affecting both 'Da Lengyan' and Kang Muang.

Not far away, Li Dongzhi was holding a wooden bucket tremblingly, trying not to collapse on the ground.

"Well done, leader!"

Kang Mu'ang, who was soaked all over, was overjoyed. He didn't expect the leader to come up with a great assist. He actually thought of civet cats' nature of being afraid of the cold and hating water.

As expected, 'Da Lengyan''s whole body was shaking violently, trying to shake his body dry.

At this juncture, Kang Muang took out the Guandong Liaowei stick from his arms and touched the wound on his arm.

"Don't waste so much blood."

After the pen tip was stained with blood, Kang Muang rolled up his trousers and quickly wrote and drew spells on his ankles and calves.

"Golden gripping reed, blue-blooded oriole!"

"Zhansheng golden axe, blazing eyes!"

"Hold the Tianbao Cha, Pegasus Qing Cong!"

"God catches Niusuo and makes the clouds rise and fall!"

"Eight-fold copper hammer, Huang Qiao suddenly thunders!"

"Please ask the Great Emperor of the Five Sacred Mountains to help my disciples condense their essence and make their spiritual movements light!"

"It guides the harmony of the nine heavens from the top, and the fragrance of the nine springs from the bottom!"

"open!"

(End of this chapter)