"In the late Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youjian was the last emperor."
"In the north, the desolate lands, the people lived in misery, the interior was in chaos, and life in the border regions was also difficult."
"My Bànshān lineage, entrusted by our ancestors, set out for the northern desolate lands to search for an unparalleled ancient tomb, to save the world and the people."
"Upon arriving here, we discovered that monsters ran rampant. Those black bears and venomous creatures on the mountains made life unbearable for the villagers."
"We decided to eliminate the monsters before proceeding further, and we traveled for a long time."
"Two years later, we arrived at a graveyard. Inside, there was a weasel that had achieved immortality. I received his favor and found the ancient tomb."
"In the end, I found a gold vein. Above the gold vein lay unparalleled power. I decided to cultivate here and never leave the mountain."
The translation ended there.
Fatty pouted from the side.
"He really knows how to puff himself up. What 'save the world and the people,' that's nonsense. Fatty thinks it's just a despicable story written by a petty person."
"It's all bullshit."
Fatty was extremely clear-headed and directly retorted.
"The reason Huang Shuliang was cursed must have been this guiding weasel mentioned above. Now that the demon core is in our hands, it means it's already dead."
"He killed the weasel, so he was cursed by the weasel, betrayed his sect, and even set up a Yanluo Hall for himself to accelerate the absorption of the gold vein, leading to what happened next."
As Zhang Tian spoke, everyone's eyes lit up. Zhang Tian's deductive ability was truly top-notch.
"The one who tied the bell must untie it. Boss, I understand now."
Hu Bayi fanned himself, his expression earnest.
"Old Hu, you understand again?"
Fatty winked at Hu Bayi.
"Huang Shuliang did all this just to break the curse on him. Now, only three people are missing from the altar, which is why he didn't kill us."
"He needs living sacrifices."
"Boss, I suggest you channel your ancestor and then use the power from this demon core to directly smash this guy."
Hu Bayi said, and Zhang Tian understood Hu Bayi's meaning.
Simply put, it was to use the weasel's demon core, crush it, form an even stronger curse, and place it on Huang Shuliang.
Allowing this guy to resolve himself with the power of the curse.
The more Zhang Tian thought about it, the more feasible it seemed.
Then, he looked at Zhang Qilin, who was fighting with Huang Shuliang.
"Second Brother, I'll help you."
Zhang Tian didn't hesitate. He threw the spirit plaque into the air and picked up the Heavenly Master's sword from the ground.
"Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, Ancestor, please appear quickly!"
Zhang Tian muttered. Then, a white light flashed within the spirit plaque, and a soul entered Zhang Tian's body.
"Divine Summoning Technique!"
Seeing this, Huang Shuliang waved his whisk violently, forcefully breaking the entrapment formation.
As a Taoist, even in death, he still knew some things from his hazy memories.
Huang Shuliang kept retreating, and at the same time, his weasel-like claws emitted streaks of demonic light.
"It's time to end this."
"Ancestor, lend me your strength!"
Zhang Tian muttered.
Then, his body began to grow rapidly. At this moment, Zhang Tian was like an inflated balloon.
He looked like a Hercules.
His muscles became very large, and his height also increased to some extent.
"Old Hu, Boss's physique is so huge, and these muscles are so full. It's hard not to love them."
"I wonder, if I poked him with a needle, would this much muscle deflate."
Fatty mumbled to himself.
The more he looked, the more he wanted to get a needle and poke Zhang Tian.
Zhang Qilin looked at Zhang Tian.
His large eyes widened. Why was it that when Taoist Yimei summoned his ancestor, his body and soul directly grew larger, but for Zhang Tian, his muscles grew larger? He didn't know if the parts outside his muscles would also enlarge.
Zhang Qilin shifted his gaze, and the Black Gold Ancient Saber then gleamed with black light.
"Cack cack cack."
Huang Shuliang made a sound from his mouth. In his hand, his whisk drew a formation on the ground.
Clearly, this guy was not to be trifled with either.
As he drew the formation, Zhang Qilin flashed to his side and struck Huang Shuliang's hand with his saber. For a moment, the hand drawing the formation faltered.
"As expected of Second Brother, he understands my intentions even without me saying anything!"
Seeing Zhang Qilin stop him from drawing the formation, Zhang Tian felt a sense of tacit understanding.
A scene simultaneously appeared in his mind.
Him holding the Ruyi scepter.
"Ruyi, Ruyi, according to my will, Little Brother, Little Brother, quickly appear!"
The thought was instantaneous. Zhang Tian took two steps forward and simultaneously struck out with his palm.
The palm flew directly towards Huang Shuliang's forehead.
"Old Hu, Boss's palm technique that descended from the heavens is so cool."
"This is called the 'Corpse Destroying Divine Palm.'"
Hu Bayi and the others watched from the side and expressed their thoughts.
Xie Yuchen was also witnessing this scene for the first time. To be honest, he had indeed broadened his horizons this time.
"Kid, you'd better not, otherwise, I will curse you for eternity, and you shall never be reborn!"
Huang Shuliang spoke his last words at the last moment.
What a pity. Zhang Tian's palm had already struck his forehead. At the same time, the demon core shattered, and its fragments fell onto Huang Shuliang.
The next moment.
Huang Shuliang's body began to emit black curse symbols.
His body also began to undergo abnormal changes.
His body also began to shrink rapidly.
His face increasingly resembled that of a weasel, and his body gradually shrunk into the form of a weasel.
Gradually, his Taoist robe fell, like white paper. A black weasel appeared before them.
Zhang Qilin's saber flashed, and then the weasel's head fell to the ground.
"It really worked."
Seeing Huang Shuliang, who had been killed, Zhang Tian finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, they found something to counter him. Otherwise, even if they fought for a year, he probably wouldn't have been harmed.
"Boss, this thing actually turned into a weasel."
"It's become a spirit, hasn't it? Fatty thought it was a human. By the way, Boss, why are there symbols appearing on your body?"
"Tattoos are not to be trifled with, not encouraged."
Fatty looked at a symbol on Lin Tian's hand and couldn't help but chatter incessantly.
Zhang Tian looked at the back of his hand.
On the back of his hand, a weasel's head had appeared.
It was like a tattoo, imprinted on his hand.
Seeing this, Zhang Tian felt utterly terrible.
Putting aside the curse for now.
If his mother saw this tattoo when he brought it back, wouldn't he be finished?
She might just throw him in the trash, and then she and his father would start a new account that night?
He quickly shook his head. It was not good, not good!
Just as Huang Shuliang died, the little fox from the backpack ran out in a hurry.
Its pink tongue licked the ground.
"Boss, this guy is in heat."
Fatty pointed at the little fox.
"You little scoundrel, you're in heat. This immortal fox is absorbing the demonic energy of the demon core. Thus, this immortal fox is hopeful of achieving human form!"
The little fox said, licking its lips contentedly.
Zhang Tian was dumbfounded.
Good heavens, could it really not escape achieving human form?
However, now was not the time to worry about the little fox. Zhang Tian looked behind him.
Hu Bayi and Zhang Qilin were standing beside a skeleton.
Hu Bayi's old face was streaked with tears.
Zhang Qilin's expression remained calm, but Zhang Tian could sense a hint of sadness from him.
Zhang Tian also slowly walked over.
"Master, the old man is dead, it's so unexpected!"
"Fatty hasn't gone to your bed to learn spells in the middle of the night yet!"
"Forget it, Fatty will go to your grave later. We can drink and dance at your grave. That would be nice too. We're all family, hmm, don't be polite..."
"Then Master will teach Fatty all his spells, and we'll be master and disciple for life..."
Just as the atmosphere was becoming somber, Fatty's crying voice could be heard.
Zhang Tian: "???" 138 Reading Network
Hu Bayi: "!!!"
Everyone was stunned. What kind of audacious words were these?
Zhang Tian squinted at Fatty. Good heavens, Taoist Yimei probably wouldn't be able to rest in peace in the underworld.