Chapter 29 Nightmare Array Battle Against the Yellow Weasel
Soon, the three found themselves in a strange world where the sky, like colorful lights, changed colors every now and then—yellow, green, red, purple…
The ground I was standing on was a vast expanse of white, like an Antarctic glacier, stretching as far as the eye could see. In the distance stood a small house that looked like a large windmill, and there was nothing else around.
"Brother Cheng, have we entered the dream world?"
"Yes, this is the evil nightmare array!"
"Sister-in-law, you fell asleep early tonight. When that evil spirit comes and tries to assault you, try to delay it so I can do something around you."
In her dream, Mu Lili was no longer the frail woman she was in reality. Instead, her body had returned to its former slightly plump state, and she looked quite charming and alluring.
"Okay, I understand."
Chen Cheng checked the magical artifacts again, and they were successfully brought into the dream through the blood pact. He took out a talisman and handed it to Zhang Qian: "Put it on your body to hide your aura. This is the nightmare array set up by that evil spirit, and it is also his home ground. He can sense any movement in advance. This talisman will prevent him from finding you!"
After saying that, he took out a card and stuck it to his chest.
Zhang Qian quickly followed his example and pasted on the talisman as well.
After the two of them put up the talismans, they found a low-lying spot and lay down on the ground, waiting for the evil spirit to arrive. Mu Lili walked to the edge of the house and waited as she always had.
"Qianqian, when the evil spirit comes, help me sprinkle this sulfur powder around the house for ten meters. This will prevent the evil spirit from escaping. Even if we can't destroy its physical body, we can still severely damage its soul. If it tries to ambush you, just hold this demon-revealing mirror up to it, and it won't dare to get close to you!" Chen Cheng said as he handed Zhang Qian a small mirror. This was a magic weapon passed down to him by his master, specifically for dealing with ghosts and evil spirits.
"Okay!"
Zhang Qian nodded gently and took the demon-revealing mirror from Chen Cheng's hand. She felt light and airy here, as if she could fly high with a single leap. This was because it was a dream, and her soul was very light. But Chen Cheng was different. He was still the same as he was in reality. This was because he cultivated the orthodox Taoist methods, and his soul, which was separated from his body, was naturally different from that of ordinary people.
After waiting for a while, a figure suddenly appeared by the house. He was dressed in a yellow robe and had a hair bun in his hair. He looked like an ancient scholar.
"My wife, I'm here."
The man in yellow came up, hugged Mu Lili, and kissed her.
"My husband".
"Muli said softly."
"Yes, I miss my wife, so I won't keep her waiting. Let's go repair the chain. I'll take you to Wushan with me, hehehe!"
As if she had lost her mind, Mu Lili followed the man in yellow into the room and closed the door.
"Sissi, hurry!"
Chen Cheng handed a bag of sulfur powder to Zhang Qian, while he stared intently at the small house. He knew that once the evil spirit entered Mu Lili's body tonight, it would suffer a great loss, and it would also realize that someone was coming to deal with it. To avoid it becoming enraged and devouring Mu Lili's soul or escaping, which would be difficult to deal with, he couldn't very well stay in Mu Lili's dreams every night.
Zhang Qian was also very nervous at this moment, her hands trembling as she held the bag. She bent down, grabbed a handful of sulfur powder from the bag, and scattered it on the ground as she walked. Before she could successfully encircle the area, she heard a scream from the man in the small house.
"You vile woman, how dare you use such despicable means to harm me! I was originally going to wait two days until your yin energy was drained before I ate your soul, but since you're in such a hurry, I'll grant your wish now!"
"Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Jie, Zhen, Lie, Qian, Xing!"
Seeing the urgency of the situation, Chen Cheng quickly recited the nine-character mantra of Taoism while his hands moved in and out of mudras, forming a Vajra Wheel Mudra and then a golden palm print. This palm print was most effective at deterring evil spirits, but it did not cause much harm to the soul!
As the golden palm print passed through the house, a yellow figure soared into the sky. A plume of black gas, carrying a foul stench, shot towards Chen Cheng like an arrow. Chen Cheng also sprang up, dodging the stinking black gas. A golden light flashed, and the peach wood sword was already in his hand. He launched it towards the yellow-clad man who had landed.
The man in yellow was shocked. This peach wood sword was blessed by the patriarch. Not to mention the yellow weasel with two hundred years of cultivation, even a five-hundred-year-old weasel would have to temporarily avoid its sharp edge. It dared not engage in close combat and could only keep dodging while releasing black stinky farts to interfere with Chen Cheng!
You weasel, all you can do is fart? That's nothing special!
Chen Cheng attacked while simultaneously provoking the evil spirits.
Sure enough, the man in yellow was furious: "You have ruined my good deed for no reason. What is your punishment? If you hadn't used the peach wood sword, would I have been afraid of a greenhorn like you?"
"Haha, if you can't beat them, you can't beat them. What are you trying to use to cover up your incompetence with your arrogance? A coward like you is the most disgraceful piece of trash in the Huang family among the Five Great Immortals. Hurry up and wait to be slaughtered, and stop disgracing your ancestors!"
The man in yellow was enraged, his anger burning ever brighter. He possessed over two hundred years of cultivation, yet he remained unable to break through his cultivation bottleneck. Desperate, he chose a wicked path, entering the mortal world to seek out women and use the method of absorbing their yin energy to enhance his cultivation. He had already successfully done so repeatedly. After all, what was there to fear if he became powerful enough? However, seeing his prey slip away, and the extraordinary power of the peach wood sword in the young man's hand, fear gripped his heart. He only wanted to escape and wait for an opportunity to return for revenge. But Chen Cheng pressed on relentlessly, giving him no chance to escape!
In his desperation and rage, the man in yellow didn't hesitate to burn a portion of his cultivation, roaring as he revealed a phantom of his true form. This was a weasel even larger than the house from before, its eyes gleaming with an eerie green light, its claws long and sharp, its teeth interlocked, and its mouth dripping with foul-smelling saliva. It sat on its hind legs and leaped high with its forelegs, reaching for Chen Cheng with its incredibly sharp claws. The peach wood sword was ineffective against the phantom, and Chen Cheng could only barely dodge it. Before he could even adjust, the weasel's enormous phantom struck again with lightning speed.
"Brother Cheng, watch out!"
The weasel was instantly attracted by Zhang Qian's call. Its huge head turned to look at Zhang Qian, who screamed in fright at its ugly and terrifying appearance.
The man in yellow, consumed by lust, saw Zhang Qian as an excellent vessel for his soulmate. Ignoring Chen Cheng, he reached out his claws to grab Zhang Qian. If he could establish a blood pact with her, he would have another top-quality vessel for his soulmate.
"Sulfur powder!"
Chen Cheng yelled at Zhang Qian, who then snapped out of her daze. She picked up the bag of sulfur powder that was still half full and threw it at the giant weasel phantom. The bag was torn apart by the sharp claws that came flying through the air, and the sulfur powder scattered all over the giant weasel phantom!
"Awoooooo, squeak squeak squeak!" This sulfur powder is the nemesis of snakes, insects, rats and ants. With the addition of talismans by Chen Cheng, its power is increased tenfold. Black smoke emanates from the phantom, and its size shrinks, turning it back into a man in yellow!
This time, the tables turned. Before it could even react to the sulfur powder attack, a golden palm print shot out from Chen Cheng's hand, accompanied by his shout: "Five Thunder Palm!" The golden palm struck the man in yellow solidly, and with a scream, it flew back five or six meters!