What kind of place is the world of cultivation? Every cultivator seems to have a mysophobia. As long as there is a little dust on their bodies, they can't wait to throw ten or eight "Dust Removal Techniques" on themselves to make their appearance shiny and bright.
There are many monks with low cultivation, but there are not even half a monk with bad smell among a thousand people.
The stench of Xie Hanshi made Mao Daling feel disgusted for no reason. How to put it? This stench was like the smell of a rotting corpse. If Xie Hanshi hadn't been standing in front of her alive, Mao Daling would have almost thought that Xie Hanshi was dead.
After Mao Daling said this with a hint of disgust, her hands were not idle. She immediately made a "Dust-Removing Technique" and threw it at Xie Hanshi.
Xie Hanshi was feeling a little embarrassed by what Mao Daling said, and he didn't notice for a moment and was hit by Mao Daling's "Dust Removal Technique".
Xie Hanshi secretly groaned in his heart.
Before he could open his mouth to explain, an even stronger stench rose from Xie Hanshi's body.
"Han Shi, didn't I tell you to wash up properly? Why are you still..." Mao Yi Fu frowned.
With the distinguished guest in front of him, Mao Yifu was still thinking of helping Xie Hanshi, his future brother-in-law, but he didn't expect that he would make a fool of himself.
Seeing Zhou Yuanyuan frowning and avoiding the figure in the distance, Mao Yifu felt that his face was about to be cooked.
"Master Mao, I...I..." Xie Hanshi also looked embarrassed and wished he could burrow into the ground.
"No, you are not a human, you are a corpse cultivator?" Mao Daliang's face changed drastically. While taking a few steps back, he also pulled Zhou Yuanyuan back several steps.
Big sister, have you forgotten about me again?
Mao Yifu felt that his fragile heart had been hurt tens of thousands of times.
Mao Yi Fu stared at his elder sister with resentment in his eyes, and without hesitation, he followed Mao Daling and took a few steps back, just blocking Mao Daling.
"I'm not a corpse cultivator, I'm indeed a righteous cultivator." Xie Hanshi's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly waved his hand at Mao Yifu and explained.
Corpse cultivation does not mean that the corpse of a cultivator can be used for cultivation after death. Rather, there is a small group of cultivators who refine the corpses of dead cultivators into their own puppets, which are equivalent to their own clones.
Corpse cultivation is a taboo topic in the world of cultivation.
The path of cultivating immortality is no less than a battle for one's life against the heavens. While mortals are reborn after death, cultivators are left with nothing but a rotting body, their spirits and souls transform into spiritual energy and return to the world.
No cultivator wanted to have their body ripped off after death. Besides, no matter how impressive a cultivator was in life, their appearance after death would undoubtedly be unsightly, not to mention the stench. Even if a corpse cultivator smeared several kilograms of perfume powder on their "puppet corpse," it would still stink for miles.
Therefore, several hundred years ago, a high-ranking cultivator proposed the slogan of eliminating corpse cultivators. Immediately, cultivators from the cultivation world responded one after another. In less than a hundred years, the entire group of corpse cultivators was attacked and completely wiped out by the cultivators of the cultivation world.
This is also why Xie Hanshi's face changed drastically when he heard the word "corpse cultivator". He is a living person, how could he be mistaken for a corpse cultivator? Oh no! A "puppet corpse" of a corpse cultivator?
Reputation is a minor matter, life and death is a major one. Xie Hanshi was afraid that he would be killed by Mao Yifu and his men.
"Master, I remember now. This man must have obtained the demonic energy from the demon cultivator through some uncanny means. The amount of this demonic energy is similar to his own spiritual energy. The two collided and merged, forming a deathly aura on his body. This is what Mao Daling called the corpse odor. Master, please listen carefully, is the odor on Xie Hanshi's body similar to the smell of a rotting corpse?" Xiaoyu reminded Zhou Yuanyuan.
Whether a cultivator is carrying corpse qi or demonic qi, he is most likely an evil cultivator.
The evil cultivator's methods are rather strange. Xiaoyu is afraid that Zhou Yuanyuan doesn't understand the situation and will fall into Xie Hanshi's trap, so she specifically reminds Zhou Yuanyuan to stay away from Xie Hanshi.
"Death smell?" Zhou Yuanyuan frowned, then she remembered the stench at the tip of her nose just now. It was just as Xiaoyu said, similar to the smell of a rotting corpse.
"Han Shi, you'd better explain." Mao Yi Fu's face turned serious, and a fire talisman appeared at his fingertips.
Whether it's a corpse cultivator or a "puppet corpse", they are all afraid of fire. Mao Yifu is taking precautions!
"Master Mao, this is...this is..." Xie Hanshi looked at Mao Yifu's stern face and the talisman at his fingertips, fearing that Mao Yifu would start beating him if they disagreed. His small body in the Qi training stage could not withstand Mao Yifu's fire talisman.
While Xie Hanshi was watching Mao Yifu's expression, he was drafting a lie in his mind: "Master Mao, this is what happened. Half a year ago, I met a female cultivator who insisted on offering herself to me. I saw that she was beautiful, and I couldn't help myself, so..."
Seeing that Mao Yifu's expression seemed to have softened, Xie Hanshi's lies became smoother and smoother. "Really, Sect Leader Mao, I didn't expect that female cultivator to be a demon. I was caught off guard and fell for her trick. She almost sucked my vital energy away. To protect myself, I absorbed her demonic energy back into my body. Sect Leader Mao, I... I... I regret it so much!"
Thinking of the psychological pressure he had endured during this period, tears of regret welled up in Xie Hanshi's eyes.
We have to thank Taoist Master Daoyan for laying a good foundation for Xie Hanshi a few years ago. For the past six months, Xie Hanshi has been living in this stench every day, and he has not been forced to collapse. This shows that he has a strong mind.
"Are you serious?" Mao Yifu asked with a frown.
In reality, Xie Hanshi's words contained a significant flaw. A female demon? The current world of cultivation is no longer the same as it was two hundred years ago, when demon cultivators and human cultivators coexisted. The demon cultivators in the secret realms have practically been wiped out. Even if there were one or two that slipped through the net, they'd avoid cultivators as much as possible. How could a female demon be so bold as to offer herself to a cultivator?
However, Mao Yifu didn't want to think of his future brother-in-law as too despicable, so he subconsciously wanted to believe what Xie Hanshi said.
"Really, seriously. Hanshi would never dare to lie in front of Master Mao." Seeing that Mao Yifu was willing to believe what he said, Xie Hanshi nodded quickly.
"Is that banshee called Yunshang?" Zhou Yuanyuan spoke at this time.
When Xie Hanshi said that he had absorbed the evil spirit from the banshee, Zhou Yuanyuan had a hint of doubt in her heart.
As Xie Hanshi was narrating, Zhou Yuanyuan inexplicably recalled a beautiful female demon cultivator she knew—Yun Shang, the manager of the "Qingxin Bar".
When Zhou Yuanyuan first met Yun Shang, she almost didn't recognize her as a demon cultivator. Yun Shang's human form was a peerless beauty.
A few months ago, Zhou Yuanyuan saw Yun Shang again. Yun Shang's demonic power was unstable and it was difficult for her to maintain her human form.
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