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Volume 2: Cultivation Chapter 37: Hundred Demon Lords

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    In the dark forest, even with the scorching sun in the sky and a gust of wind blowing, Yi Yan felt a slight chill on his back. He had not felt this way for a long time. The practice of a practitioner is a process of overcoming fear, but sometimes  No one can truly get rid of fear. If you think you won¡¯t be afraid of anything anymore, it¡¯s just because you haven¡¯t encountered it yet.  Yi Yan thought he would no longer be afraid, but when he saw the smiling face on the white flower, he felt an inexplicable fear in his heart, which grew from the depths of his soul.  The step he took immediately stopped. He knew that this was the person who had always made him feel uneasy warning him.  In the past, he had been thinking about what kind of person it would take to make him feel scared, and now he really met it.  He looked around with his discerning eyes, but saw nothing. Then he looked at the flower on the ground. The smiling face was still there, and the smiling face on the flower was watching Yi Yan quietly. However, just such a gaze made Yi Yan  Yan felt cold in his heart and did not dare to move.  Yi An and Fang Mingkong, who were standing next to them, both looked at Yi Yan strangely. Yi An looked around, and then said in a strange tone: "Brother Seven, what's wrong with you?" After she finished speaking, Yi Yan  He immediately stretched out his hand to stop her from continuing, and at the same time stretched out his hand to push her back. Yi An followed Yi Yan's gaze and saw an unknown large white flower lying on the ground. The flower looked like a sycamore that was a few sizes too big.  Flower, she looked at her brother staring blankly at the flower, with a look of fear on his face.  She looked at the flower again, raised her head, and saw a tree covered with large white flowers. There were also many on the leaves and on the ground next to it, but her brother just stared at that one. Could it be thatmy brother planted it?  What magic.  She thought of this and suddenly stepped forward and trampled the flower under her feet. Yi Yan was shocked, but he couldn't stop it because just now his mind was almost attracted by the flower, and he didn't know it either.  Did he plant some kind of magic?  When Yi An rushed up and crushed the flower with his foot, his whole body seemed to relax suddenly, and his heart that had been squeezed suddenly relaxed.  He recalled everything just now with a flash of lightning in his heart. He felt as if his thoughts had frozen and his body had stiffened. When he thought about it again, everything just now was like an illusion.  Yi An raised his feet and said with a smile: "A flower was trampled to pieces by me." She said it very easily. Yi Yan didn't want her to worry, so he smiled and said: "Seeing this flower, I remembered  "Oh, Seventh Brother, can you tell me what it is?" When she laughed and said that she crushed the flower, she forgot that she was playing a cultivator, but she immediately woke up after laughing.  Said in this tone.  "Haha, I remembered something someone said to me. She said, do you know what is usually under the peach blossom tree? I said there are petals, and she said there will be flower tramplers and heavenly masters under the peach blossom tree.  Now it seems that there are people trampling on flowers not only under the peach blossom trees, but also on the flowers under the nameless trees in this barren mountain." Yi Yan looked at the trampled flower, it was ordinary, but there was nothing in his heart.  Not daring to relax, he walked forward. There was no way he wouldn't dare to move forward just because of this.  After walking past, he couldn't help but look back and saw a smiling face appearing on the rotten flower. It was a rotten smile. As soon as Yi Yan saw it, he felt a chill and fell into a trance.  Suddenly, he seemed to hear laughter. This laughter made him unable to tell whether it was male or female, old or young.  Yi Yan took a deep breath. He knew that many spells were born out of self-doubt, and cast spells based on other people's own fears.  The heart is doubtful and the ghost is doubtful, and the heart is not clean, so it is easy to get the spell of others.  There were still many big white flowers under his feet. Yi Yan realized that he had only noticed them now. Looking down, he saw strange smiling faces on the flowers facing him. He raised his feet and saw  Some dare not step on it.  A trace of concern just flashed through his heart, his feet fell, and a sad laugh reached his ears.  He strode forward, no longer looking at the big white flowers on the ground, and in the blink of an eye he had already walked out of the area covered by a tree with white flowers.  He took another deep breath to drive away the weird laughter that lingered in his heart. Suddenly, he saw a person standing motionless not far ahead. It was the ghost monk. He was holding a black paint  The lacquered jar was staring at the ground motionless.  Through the eyes of insight, Yi Yan saw a huge toad lying in front of him. The toad was about the size of a pile of cow dung, but Yi Yan was sure that it was definitely not a monster.  Yi Yan saw that the man was trembling a little, and he didn't dare to move.  "I was blocked by someone's spell, and so was he.This?  "He thought of this, casually broke off a branch, and waved it out. The branch brought up a string of brilliance and nailed the toad on the ground. The toad struggled and made a weird sound. However, the ghost monk suddenly  His face was ashen, and he suddenly turned back to look at Yi Yan and the others, pointed at Yi Yan and said: "You, you guys, you want to die, why bother dragging me with you.  " Yi Yan's face straightened and he said, "My dear, Bai Qi, haven't you asked the Taoist Master's name yet?  " "Whatever famous names, they are all dead now. There are only dead names. We are already dead when we cross the line of life and death.  "The ghost monk said angrily and panicked. "I killed the toad in front of you. It's none of your business. If you're afraid, just go back. I've never heard of any line between life and death. People in the world follow the path of the world.  , who can you be afraid of, how can you be afraid of practicing.  "Yi Yan said quickly, as if he was convincing himself, because for some reason, a trace of fear actually rose in his heart. Although the sun was very bright in the sky, he felt a chill down his spine.  "Don't be afraid. Is there anyone in this world who can't be afraid when facing him? Do you know who he is?  He is the Baipi Demon Lord. Anyone who sees him will feel fear and want to run away. No matter who faces him, the power of his own spells will be greatly reduced. Even most people will stay away after just one look from him.  Get away.  When Yi Yan heard him mention this name, he couldn't help but think of the Baipi Courtyard of the Kunming Governor's Mansion. That courtyard seemed to have been decades ago.  "That's just because those who are against him can't restrain their fear. I think as long as we stick to our hearts, his spell will be difficult to cast, so why should we be afraid?" Yi Yan said.  "You said it lightly. How could you not have thought of these people for so many years? Only those who have seen the Baipi Demon Lord know how terrifying he is, and he also likes to eat the hearts of those who died because of fear. Their hearts are eaten away.  No problem, but his soul and body will be controlled by him and become a medium for casting fear spells. " Yi Yan couldn't help but feel shocked. Suddenly, he heard the sound of footsteps and saw a man emerging from the forest.  When he came out, Yi Yan recognized this man at a glance. He was wrapped in a layer of tattered and dirty cloth, as if he had just emerged from the soil. There was no hair on the top of his head. Bones were faintly visible on the Tianling Cap, and a piece of rotten scalp appeared.  One piece.  There are no eyebrows on the eyes, the nose seems to have been smashed by a punch, half of it is collapsed, and the whole person is covered with a layer of dead gray.  This person was the evil corpse that Yi Yan had seen in the Bauhinia Mountains. When he saw him now, the evil aura on his body became much heavier. The pair of gray eyes glanced at Yi Yan and the others before walking forward.  , after walking a few steps, a snake suddenly fell from the tree and lay in front of him.  He grabbed it with one hand, took the snake into his hand, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it, and kept moving forward without stopping.  "The Evil Corpse Wuzhen is also here." The ghost monk holding the black altar trembled in his voice. He slowly backed away, suddenly lifted the lid of the jar, and chanted a spell, and a green-faced monk immediately emerged from the jar.  The big ghost picked him up and walked away. He took one step into the shadow and disappeared immediately. This was the art of ghost escape. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out out of nowhere, Yi Yan could not help but worry about Lin Mingting as he witnessed the ghost monk escaping. Whether it was the Bai Pi Demon Group or the Evil Corpse Enlightenment, they were not simple people.  He knew the name of the evil corpse Wuzhen, and with a thought, he grabbed it with one hand, and a wisp of aura from the evil corpse appeared in his hand. It was a ray of gray aura in the palm of his hand.  Twisting, there seemed to be a faint roar coming from the wisp of gray air.  The magical power of observing life moved according to his heart. After a while, Yi Yan knew the true origin of this evil corpse enlightenment.  </p>
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