Chapter 899: Slaying the Evil Spirit

"Ink painting?"

"Um," Wenren Wei nodded. He pointed to the messy inner room and said solemnly, "These similar array methods, I have seen Young Ink Gongzi draw. Cold yin evil fiend qi, I also have seen Young Ink Gongzi dispel. Although I don't know exactly how Young Ink Gongzi does it, I think he should have some means, or know some secrets, perhaps he can save Changhuai Gongzi..."

Wenren Wei didn't say too much.

But he remembered very clearly.

Before, when Ink painting guarded Yu'er young master's night and dispelled evil spirits, the cold yin evil fiend qi he sensed was actually more intense than today.

Moreover, it wasn't just one breath.

Continuous, endless, infinite evil fiend breath, like a tide, made people's hearts palpitate.

But Young Ink Gongzi, with his thin body, just guarded in front of Young Master Yu, unmoved.

One man guards the pass, ten thousand evils cannot open.

This scene seemed to be engraved in his mind.

Wenren Wan frowned.

Gu Hong Elder was also somewhat puzzled, "Ink painting... this child is only Foundation Establishment, right? Moreover, isn't he an array master? When did he also cultivate methods to dispel evil and eliminate spirits?"

The cultivators of Xuanji Valley also looked at each other.

"Ink painting, could it be... that number one array path leader in the array discussion?"

"Is he also proficient in divine sense methods?"

"Impossible, divine sense path requires years of research to even reach the initial standard. He's young, only twenty-something years old in cultivation age, not yet graduated from the sect, where would he have so much time to also cultivate, also learn array law, and still be proficient in divine sense path?"

"What's more, he's only Foundation Establishment..."

Wenren Wei's gaze was steady as he looked at Wenren Wan.

Wenren Wan hesitated slightly, then nodded and said: "I will go with you to Taixu Gate once, bring Ink painting over, and let him take a look."

She wasn't sure if Ink painting could really "dispel evil."

But she knew that Ink painting was exceptionally talented, had some extraordinary abilities, and was also resourceful. Even if he couldn't save him himself, perhaps he would have other methods. Trying is always better than not trying.

Gu Hong Elder was stunned for a moment, but didn't stop her.

Changhuai's situation was not optimistic, and they could only treat a dead horse as a living doctor.

Thus, Wenren Wan entrusted Yu'er to Gu Hong Elder and personally went to Taixu Gate with Wenren Wei.

Inside Taixu Gate.

Ink painting was currently drawing array law, his heart still somewhat uneasy, considering whether or not to go to the Gu family to take a look, when he heard the Elder say that someone was looking for him.

Ink painting arrived at the mountain gate and saw the urgent expression of Wenren Wan.

"Ink painting..."

Wenren Wan didn't know how to begin, when Ink painting asked: "Is it about Uncle Gu? Has he encountered evil?"

Wenren Wan was startled, "How did you know?"

When I cultivated the Sever Emotions Path, I had a premonition...

Ink painting said silently in his heart.

Of course, he couldn't say it out. He only said: "I sent a message to Uncle Gu, but he didn't reply, so I guessed he might have had an accident."

Wenren Wan nodded, "That..."

"Don't worry, I'll go take a look," Ink painting said calmly.

Seeing Ink painting's composed and calm appearance, Wenren Wan felt much more reassured, she didn't know why.

"Good, thank you," Wenren Wan said.

After that, Ink painting rode the Gu family's carriage, driven by Wenren Wei, and rushed towards Qingzhou City at lightning speed.

But Taixu City was still half a day away from Qingzhou City.

This round trip would take a full day.

During this time, inside Qingzhou City, the Gu family was still worried like burning.

They didn't just wait. They also used various connections and invited quite a few strange people and experts to come and take a look, but ultimately all had little effect.

Divine sense path was originally just a side door.

Cultivators who cultivated divine sense methods were also very few.

At this time, time was also short. Wanting to find a divine sense cultivator who could "dispel evil" within one or two days was more difficult than ascending to heaven.

The people they invited, if they were a bit "mediocre", it was still fine, they could still retreat unharmed.

But as long as their ability was a bit stronger, they would end up like "Mr. Mei".

After several divine sense cultivators successively became "mad" again, everyone's hearts were somewhat fearful.

And Mr. Mei also woke up.

As soon as he woke up, he stared with wide eyes, his eyes showing horror and said:

"Quick, send a message back to Xuanji Valley, ask the Valley Master to send a few more Elders, no, send a few Feathered Ascension uncles over!"

Everyone's color changed.

One cultivator frowned and said, "Mr. Mei, what exactly did you encounter? What kind of evil fiend is inside Gu Gongzi's body?"

Mr. Mei's cold sweat was flowing straight.

A terrifying image appeared in his mind. That wasn't a general evil spirit, or rather, it couldn't be called an evil spirit at all.

Horns, black blood, huge creature...

"Evil spirits," this thing, simply couldn't be mentioned in the same breath with it.

It might even be...

Mr. Mei's palms began to sweat cold sweat.

The other two Xuanji Valley cultivators also frowned, "Mr. Mei, did you fight with this thing? What kind of methods does this thing have?"

Mr. Mei smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It doesn't count as fighting... just one glance, and my divine soul was disordered, evil thoughts overwhelmed me, and I was defeated."

"If I hadn't realized something was wrong beforehand, made early plans, and had the treasure of Xuanji Valley to protect me, plus realgar wine to boost my courage, I'm afraid I really wouldn't have been able to come back..."

"As for what kind of methods this evil thing has..." Mr. Mei's expression became more and more bitter, "I simply had no qualification to even try."

When these words were said, everyone's hearts were startled.

"Then what grade is this thing?"

"It's not a matter of grade," Mr. Mei said, "This existence is fundamentally different from general evil spirits in essence, it cannot be measured by grades."

"This..."

The other several people all frowned.

"Then what do we do now?"

Mr. Mei thought for a long time, and truly had no way, then sighed: "First find a way to stabilize Gu Gongzi's injury, I will send a message back to Xuanji Valley, to see if it can make it in time..."

Several Xuanji Valley cultivators began to take out various divine path items, placing them on top of Gu Changhuai's seven orifices, and then sticking clear heart jade on his forehead to suck away the overflowing evil filth.

But besides this, they were temporarily helpless.

The expressions of the other people in the field were also suppressed, their eyebrows knitted.

About two hours passed like this. Just when the situation was becoming more and more tense, a carriage drove from the direction of Taixu Mountain, entered Qingzhou City, and drove directly to the Gu family.

A clear and handsome youth jumped down from the carriage.

He wore the Taixu Gate disciple robe, his eyes contained light, and besides being handsome, he also had a trace of purity on his face.

The youth walked into the alchemy pavilion. When the Gu family members saw him, they all stood up. Some nodded to indicate, some cupped their hands in salute, and greeted:

"Ink young friend..."

"Ink Gongzi."

"Young Ink Gongzi is well."

Ink painting also returned the courtesy one by one, then walked to Gu Hong Elder's side and looked at Yu'er.

Yu'er seemed to still be in a nightmare, his small face pale, his fair forehead full of bean-sized sweat beads.

"Suffered the fright of an evil fiend, he hasn't woken up, still calling your name..." Gu Hong Elder was somewhat heartbroken.

"Um." Ink painting nodded and said softly, "Red Elder, don't worry, it's not a big matter."

Ink painting stretched out his hand and pressed it on Yu'er's forehead.

Yu'er, who was originally struggling, sensed a familiar breath and a mellow, peaceful divine sense, and immediately calmed down. The fear and unease in his heart also retreated little by little.

Those demons and ghosts wandering in the nightmare also seemed to have met a fearful "natural enemy" and immediately fled everywhere, leaving no trace.

Yu'er opened his eyes and murmured, "Ink brother..."

Ink painting touched his head, "It's okay now, sleep well for a while, it'll be fine when you wake up."

"Um..."

Yu'er slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. This time, his dream was no longer disturbed by evil spirits, and he could have a good sleep.

Wenren Wan, who had walked into the room, looked grateful.

The other people also slowly relaxed their breath.

From the moment Ink painting entered the room, Mr. Mei's gaze had been on him. At this time, seeing the originally frightened Yu'er able to sleep peacefully in just a moment, his pupils involuntarily shrank, and he couldn't help but ask:

"This young master is..."

Ink painting also saw the miserable appearance of Mr. Mei and said politely: "My name is Ink painting."

Ink painting?

Mr. Mei felt this name was somewhat familiar, then asked: "Could it be... the leader of the array discussion in Qianxue State?"

Ink painting nodded, but still said humbly: "I was lucky to get first place, sir is overpraising me."

Mr. Mei took a slight breath.

It really is... and he looks so young.

At first glance, he looked like a young disciple who had just entered school. Who could have thought that he was actually a Foundation Establishment mid-stage cultivator, an array path genius who could draw array law with nineteen patterns at its peak?

Moreover...

Mr. Mei frowned.

Although he had never met him before, he was not unfamiliar with Ink painting.

Before, entrusted by his family, he had personally made a move to calculate Ink painting's karma, and he saw a fog, the Taixu heavenly mechanism lock.

He stopped at that time and didn't dare to continue calculating.

Others might not be clear, but he knew deeply that the Taixu Gate's heavenly mechanism lock was laid with the ancient heavenly mechanism treasure, the Taixu Two Instruments Lock.

This treasure might not be ordinary.

The secrets in this young man's body were also absolutely not simple.

Otherwise, Taixu Gate would not have spent so much effort to protect his karma.

Mr. Mei's attitude immediately became solemn.

Although he was Golden Core and Ink painting was only Foundation Establishment mid-stage, he still respectfully cupped his hands in salute to Ink painting:

"Ink Gongzi, fortunate to meet you. This humble one is from Xuanji Valley, surname Mei, a Golden Core cultivator, and understands some divine sense methods."

Ink painting's eyes lit up.

Xuanji Valley?

He asked: "In Xuanji Valley, is there a Senior Situ?"

"Senior Situ?" Mr. Mei's expression was astonished, "You mean, Great Elder Situ Zhenren?"

"Um." Ink painting nodded.

Mr. Mei was greatly surprised and said, "Ink Gongzi, you... know Great Elder Situ?"

Ink painting nodded: "We met once. When I was at Foundation Establishment, Senior Situ even guided me."

"So that's how it is... there is such an origin."

Mr. Mei said in a daze, then his heart was extremely joyful for a moment.

Taixu Gate's number one in the array discussion, the leader of the array path, this monstrous talent genius, actually still had such a good fate with Xuanji Valley.

This was a good thing.

"After this, I must instruct my disciples not to offend this Ink Gongzi..."

"Regarding Ink Gongzi's karma, if it can't be calculated, then don't calculate it, to avoid bad karma and turn this 'good fate' into a 'bad fruit'."

Mr. Mei said in his heart, and then became more and more polite to Ink painting.

Ink painting was also polite and courteous.

The people of the Gu family, however, looked confused, especially Gu Hong Elder and Wenren Wan, whose expressions were all somewhat blank.

This child, Ink painting, could actually have connections with the people of Xuanji Valley?

Moreover, looking at it, this Golden Core cultivator from Xuanji Valley, "Mr. Mei," was actually very respectful to Ink painting in his speech?

Gu Hong Elder and Wenren Wan looked at each other, both shocked in their hearts.

Mr. Mei and Ink painting exchanged greetings for a few sentences, suddenly thought of something, and asked: "May I ask why Ink Gongzi has come this time, I don't know..."

Ink painting also didn't hide it and said: "I came to see Uncle Gu."

"Gu Gongzi?"

"Yes."

Mr. Mei pondered for a moment, suddenly somewhat surprised, "Ink Gongzi, do you also understand the method of 'dispelling evil'?"

Ink painting said humbly: "I understand a little."

Mr. Mei was somewhat surprised, "Really?"

"Um." Ink painting said, "Just understand a little..."

Mr. Mei sized up Ink painting for a moment, shook his head and sighed: "Ink Gongzi is truly a shocking talent."

Young age, proficient in array law, divine sense is at a super level, and even divine sense path and dispel evil methods are involved.

Great Elder Situ perhaps also saw this young gongzi's extraordinary qualities, so he would love talent and guide him a little.

"But..."

After all, he was too young, and his cultivation was too shallow.

Mr. Mei's expression was serious. He thought for a moment and said sincerely:

"The evil fiend in Gu Gongzi's body has a very large karma and is abnormally ferocious. I'm afraid ordinary cultivators cannot defeat it..."

"As the saying goes, a son of a thousand pieces of gold does not sit in the hall. Young Ink Gongzi has a noble status and is given great hope by the sect, his future prospects are immeasurable, it's best not to risk your body for good..."

The implied meaning was that the evil fiend was too strong, and he was too weak.

For the sake of his young life, it was better not to make a move.

But Mr. Mei spoke very tactfully, and his concern for Ink painting was also from the heart.

Ink painting then smiled: "Many thanks for Mr. Mei's concern, I'll just go take a look, it will be fine in a moment."

"Take a look?"

"Um."

Ink painting's expression was composed and kind, but it revealed a trace of unrefusable firmness.

Mr. Mei advised him a few more sentences, but seeing that Ink painting had already made up his mind, he couldn't say anything more, only sighed and exhorted: "Then Young Ink Gongzi, you must be careful."

"Mr. Mei, rest assured," Ink painting said.

Then Ink painting walked towards the inner room.

But just as he walked a few steps, Mr. Mei was startled and stopped Ink painting saying: "Ink Gongzi, you just... go in like this?"

Ink painting was startled, "Otherwise how?"

Mr. Mei said solemnly: "Dispelling evil is no child's play. Once you suffer backlash from the evil fiend, at the least your sea of consciousness will be damaged, at the worst your divine soul will be obliterated. You must be cautious."

Seeing Ink painting's still blank face, not understanding his meaning.

Mr. Mei then said: "At least bring some equipment in."

"Equipment?"

"Use karma copper coins connected into a sword to cut off karma; protect your heart mirror to protect your heart veins; wear a warding off evil robe to avoid evil spirits; burn calm spirit incense to stabilize your divine sense..."

Mr. Mei said, "These are measures to guard against the unexpected. At critical moments, they can really save a life."

Ink painting's eyes widened.

He didn't even know that killing evil spirits originally required these things...

He had never used them.

Ink painting shook his head, "No need."

Mr. Mei thought he was young and frivolous, ignorant and fearless, and then became a little anxious, "Little brother, the divine sense path is strange, you cannot be unguarded..."

"At least, drink a mouthful of realgar wine before going in."

"Realgar wine?"

Mr. Mei said: "This wine is extremely yang and fierce, it can boost courage, suppress evil fiends, and protect divine sense for a period of time."

Mr. Mei turned his head and instructed, "Heat up a cup of wine for the young gongzi."

Not long after, someone specially heated a cup of realgar wine and handed it to Ink painting.

Ink painting sniffed it and shook his head.

It was too pungent, just smelling it made his nose sting. Not to mention drinking it.

Moreover, he originally didn't like strong wine.

"No need, I'll be back soon."

Ink painting said calmly, then walked alone, bringing nothing, just swaggering into the inner room, and closed the door with his backhand.

Mr. Mei saw his insistence and couldn't stop him at all. He was worried and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

This child is too reckless...

If he goes far in the divine sense path and learns deeply, sooner or later he will fall into the mouth and belly of evil spirits.

Inside the inner room.

Ink painting walked to the bed, looked at Gu Changhuai's face, then lifted his eyelids, and shook his head.

"Poor Uncle Gu..."

Ink painting sat cross-legged, then took out the bone sword, and said softly: "Sword bone, just wait for me to tell you what to do, okay?"

Sword bone was a little timid in its heart.

But it didn't dare to disobey Ink painting's words, so it nodded: "Gongzi, you say."

"Inside Uncle Gu's sea of consciousness, there is a 'small evil spirit'. When you enter later, lead it out, lead it into your own bone sword."

"Then after that, pull me in too."

"Your task is then completed."

Sword bone's heart was filled with suffering, it confirmed: "Little ancestor, are you sure that's really a 'small evil spirit'?"

Ink painting was unhappy, "You still don't believe my words?"

Sword bone's face was all bare white bones, otherwise it would definitely let Ink painting know what it means to have a face uglier than crying.

"But," Sword bone said again, "With my strength, I'm afraid I can't lead out that small... that evil spirit..."

"It doesn't matter, I'll teach you," Ink painting said confidently, "As long as you go in and scold it as I say, it will definitely chase you out."

"...Scold it?!" Sword bone said, trembling.

"Yes," Ink painting nodded.

After that, he casually picked a few words from his own, no, from Elder Yu's collection of scolding words, and taught them to Sword bone...

"Just scold it like this. Unless the other side is really a grandson or counts turtles, otherwise it will chase you to the ends of the earth, not stopping until death."

Sword bone was so scared that all its bones were trembling, "Gongzi, isn't this... not too polite?"

Ink painting frowned, "You are a demon, who are you being polite with? Go quickly, otherwise I'll take you to feed the dogs."

Sword bone had no choice at all.

Once it wanted to be a good person, but there was no opportunity.

Now it really wanted to be a civilized and polite good "demon", but Ink painting wouldn't allow it.

Seeing Ink painting's expression becoming more and more unpleasant, Sword bone had no choice but to steel its heart, grit its teeth, release scarlet blood mist, and drill into Gu Changhuai's sea of consciousness.

After a moment of chaos.

Gu Changhuai's comatose face also showed thick evil qi.

After another moment, a faint, as if present as if not present divine sense transmitted.

It was Sword bone.

Ink painting's eyes slightly brightened, then he released his divine sense and let Sword bone pull him into the blood pool nightmare inside the bone sword.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself already in the blood pool. White bones like swords surrounded him, connected into one piece, full of blood color.

It was Sword bone's "old nest".

Ink painting turned his head to look and saw a huge divine body, flowing with black blood, an evil thing with sheep horns on top, currently "bullying" Sword bone.

Poor Sword bone was torn into broken bones by this evil thing, scattered on the ground, its spine still being gnawed by this sheep horns evil thing.

Seeing Ink painting, the huge evil thing "peh"ed, casually spat out the Sword bone in its mouth, its voice like a muffled and hoarse demon beast:

"I just said, where did this mere small evil demon get the guts to actually dare to speak wildly and touch this venerable's taboo?"

"So it is, intentionally trying to lead this venerable here?"

The evil thing's eyes were scarlet and cruel, looking down from above.

Because his divine sense path had taken shape during the Foundation Establishment period, his divine sense incarnation remained at the appearance of a ten-something-year-old child. Ink painting, like a child, also looked up at this evil thing.

The evil thing sneered, "Could it be... just relying on you, this small thing that isn't even enough to fill a tooth gap, wants to suppress me without success?"

Ink painting's expression was calm.

He tolerated the rudeness of the "food", and gently licked his lips, somewhat unable to suppress the desire in his heart.

The eyelids of the huge evil thing twitched slightly. At this time, it only perceived something was wrong.

This small thing saw it and seemed not at all afraid?

Something's not right...

Moreover, the aura on his body was deliberately concealed, hidden without emitting, so it didn't perceive anything. Just vaguely, there was actually a trace of an aura similar to its own origin, very strange.

The ugly brows of the sheep horns evil thing wrinkled up.

"You..."

It still wanted to ask something.

But Ink painting couldn't hold back.

He had not encountered a decent evil spirit for a very, very long time.

His divine sense sword, tempered by a thousand hammers and a hundred refinements, had also not been unsheathed to "see blood" for a very, very long time.

Ink painting's white and tender palm gripped, his momentum suddenly changed, waves spread out, with sword patterns as bones, with divine sense as iron, transforming into a golden light dazzling, incomparably sharp "Break Gold Sword".

Divine sense transformed into a sword!

The evil thing's pupils suddenly shook, "You...?!"

Without giving it any time to react, Ink painting grabbed with his left hand, generating a water prison out of thin air, transforming into a cage, trapping this evil thing dead.

Then, in a flash, he appeared on top of the sheep horns evil thing's head, the incomparably sharp, golden divine sense sword in his hand, containing array law, raised high.

The sheep horns evil thing struggled desperately, unable to escape. At this time, it was as if waking up from a dream, its expression greatly changed, and it said in terror:

"Stop! I..."

But it was already too late, Ink painting chopped down with a single sword.

The divine sense sword transformed by the Break Gold Sword array condensed into a golden light. Inside the golden light, array patterns were dense, sword qi was horizontal, breaking gold and cutting jade, sharp to the extreme.

With just this one sword, this huge evil thing was chopped in half alive.

The remaining sword array, containing faint law power, was still cutting at the body of this sheep horns evil thing, preventing it from regenerating and exterminating its vitality.

The evil thing's shocked and stunned expression was still floating on its face.

It completely couldn't understand how this unassuming small thing could be such a "terrifying" existence.

Even, it itself wasn't its match with one move.

What kind of monster is this?!!

But it no longer had the opportunity to know.

In the next instant, Ink painting grabbed with his empty palm, manifested the Li Fire Array, slightly roasted this sheep horns evil thing a bit, simply refined it into a ball of black qi, and then swallowed it into his abdomen.

Under Ink painting's current divine sense transformed sword, this "powerful" sheep horns evil thing had not a bit of power to resist from beginning to end.