Chapter 107 Living descendants and grandchildren

"Yin Fu Jing" says: "The way of observing the sky and the way of holding the sky are complete!"

Dharma and magic are the means of "observing the sky and holding the sky".

Seeing that the true Taoist used the technique of "Earth Demon·Knowing Time" to see the secrets of heaven and earth, he used the leftover tea and cold water as an opportunity to draw him, and in the blink of an eye, he saw Mo Chuan's heels.

The secret that ordinary people cannot penetrate has finally been revealed.

At this moment, Zhishi builds a bridge between the huge gap between the human world and the underworld, and the world filled with ghosts comes into the vision of the daring voyeur.

The corpse dust and ashes floating with the broken souls spewed out from all directions of the heaven and earth, converging into a roaring Styx, rushing down from the void.

The endless resentful souls are wailing in despair, and their resentful hesitation is about to overwhelm their true sanity.

"I wish I could be alone and unite my mind and spirit!"

When his mind was shattered, he saw the true Taoist priest proclaiming the mantra of calming the mind, and his swaying consciousness suddenly gathered together, remembering the purpose of peeking into the secret.

Another source of Yuan Qi filled in, and the swaying consciousness regained three points of fire energy. Once again, following the guidance of knowing the time, it sank into the River Styx and flowed down the river.

In the darkness of the sky and the earth, there are invisible things floating around, which are ghosts and dead bodies, making no sound.

The River Styx surges mysteriously, making the horizon more and more dead.

The Taoist priest who had not been able to see the truth for a long time gradually became anxious, because the biting coldness, chilling the soul, was gradually freezing his intelligence, trying to drag him into the bottom of the nine secluded places where the sun could not be seen, and he would not be able to stand up for a thousand catastrophes!

"Youhuang sits alone, and the poisonous dragon escapes."

Another Qingxin mantra was cast, and Jianzhen managed to summon up some energy, bit the tip of his tongue, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and squeezed out the Yuan Qi hidden deep in his body.

"Wow--"

After countless calls, the Styx River rippled, the water rippled, and the spiritual consciousness transcended, finally seeing the root cause.

At the bottom of the Styx River, at the extreme end of the Nine Netherworlds, in the Netherworld, a chaotic and blurry cyan figure, like a shadow puppet and paper cutout, suddenly stopped.

Three inches below the navel, an eye suddenly opened and looked straight at the Taoist Jianzhen.

On the large whites of the eyes, there is a little black pupil, like ink and paint, which makes people panic!

Around the cyan Taoist figure, there are thousands of dead bodies, wandering and crowding around, like thousands of ghosts howling, which is terrifying!

"Hey——"

Seeing the true Taoist priest, he took in a breath of cold air and suddenly opened his eyes as if coming back from a dream in the middle of the night.

The bright sunshine stimulated his eyes to bleed, and he was sweating profusely. His whole body felt like he was going through a long nightmare.

"Huchi - Huchi -"

The sound of rapid breathing was like the broken urine of a raft on the fast river, blowing a panic-stricken sound in the river.

"how so?"

The sun shines on the hut, and I feel frightened when I see evil spirits.

Compared with the exhaustion of Yuan Qi and the loss of soul, what scares the true Taoist priest is the terrifying vision revealed by the heaven.

This was a sight he had never seen before.

The River Styx is rushing, thousands of remnant souls are swollen, and the body is swollen and swimming around...

This terrifying sight is horrifying to see.

What makes people shudder is the single eye between thousands of lonely figures!

"call--"

After a while, the Taoist priest Jian Zhen took a long breath, gradually calmed down the throbbing in his heart, and began to think secretly.

"The River Styx helps, and Wan Di follows... Could this be some kind of secret method to conceal the secrets of heaven?"

As the master of the Earth Demon's Time-Knowing Technique, he subconsciously thought of this aspect.

For example: the technique of hiding the sun from the earth evil spirits, and the eight techniques of Guigu to counteract the sun.

They are all very good techniques for concealing the secrets of heaven. If you practice them, not only will others be unable to tell the difference easily, but you can even conceal the secrets of heaven and extend your life for thousands of years.

"No, that's not right. If it's a method to hide the secrets of heaven, you should be able to sense it when you know it, and you will definitely not explore the secrets!"

"Furthermore, what magic can drive the Styx to cover up the secrets of heaven? Or should I say that Mingchen was born in the Styx?"

"This...this is too ridiculous!"

Thousands of thoughts raced through Jianzhen Taoist's mind.

However, the scene that was beyond common sense made him more and more confused the more he thought about it, and finally he sighed:

"I didn't expect that even after five hundred years of cultivation, a poor Taoist would have the power to stop the evil spirits one day. It is worthy of dispelling the existence of ghosts and monsters."

The Taoist priest Jianzhen was silent for a long time, and his eyes quietly fell on the gift box on the table.

Do you want to try again?

There was a bit of hesitation in his eyes, not so much because he was worried about getting nothing, but rather because he was afraid that his consciousness would fall into the river of Hades and not be able to break free.

After a while, he gritted his teeth, turned his hand, took out a porcelain bottle, poured out a few bright pills, and stuffed them into his mouth, his cheeks puffed up like chewing broad beans.

If there were any Taoist masters here, they would definitely turn pale in horror upon seeing this.

Because the Taoist priest Jianzhen took the pill, it turned out to be the famous Nine Yang Returning Qi Pill, which can restore Yuan Qi with a snap of the finger. It can be called a realm-breaking magic pill and should not be used easily.

I saw that the true Taoist priests took it orally at will, and their extravagance was astonishing.

After burning the incense, Taoist Jianzhen, who was in peak condition again, put his hand on the gift box, his eyes were slightly closed, and Yuan Qi spurted out again.

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"Huh--"

Mo Chuan, who was walking along the wild sheep trail in the mountains, thinking as he walked, suddenly stopped in his tracks with some intention. With his eyes suppressing the root chakra, he subconsciously opened his eyes and looked behind him.

Behind him, there is a narrow road with long grass and insects chirping and katydids jumping around, but nothing unusual seems to be happening.

——It turns out that just now, he suddenly felt like he was being spied on.

"illusion?"

A flash of surprise and uncertainty flashed in Mo Chuan's eyes. After a while, he raised his steps again.

Unexpectedly, after that, the sense of prying eyes that faded away never appeared again, and everything seemed like an illusion.

'Could this be spying from a true Taoist friend?'

He subconsciously thought of meeting the true Taoist priest and wanted to go back to inquire. After thinking about it for a while, he gave up and turned his thoughts back to Fairy Town.

'If what the true Taoist friend said is true, and the ghosts and ghosts are caused by the leakage of erysipelas from Taoist Wuding, it would be a huge loss to receive this incense.'

'well……'

Mo Chuan sighed: 'Let's check it slowly, I finally have some clues.'

Just at this moment, a wisp of incense curled up, and Mo Chuan took a quick look, but he saw an old woman kneeling on the ground piously, praying to her ancestors to bless her daughter-in-law to give birth to a boy.

"Nima——"

Mo Chuan, who was already depressed, said a national curse and waved away the incense lingering in front of his eyes.

I looked up at the sky and saw that it was already noon. My mind suddenly moved and I suddenly remembered the wontons with shepherd's purse crust that I ate here for the first time.

He particularly remembered that small town, located seven or eight miles south of Laixian Town.

Now he is eight or nine miles southwest of Laixian Town... Tsk, it's nearby?

Making a calculation in his mind, Mo Chuan quickly identified the direction and took a small path. He walked for about two miles, with smoke rising from the cooking pots.

Mo Chuan was shocked and quickened his pace.

Entering the town, a scent of aroma wafted over me, and I took a closer look. Under the big locust tree at the entrance of the town, a ramen stall was cooking noodles in a pot on the ground.

The wonton stall that Mo Chuan longed for was nowhere to be seen.

Mo Chuan walked closer and sat down on the horse.

"Master Dao, want some noodles?"

The stall owner is a middle-aged man. He greets the customers quickly when he sees them coming to the table.

"What's the point?"

"There are lamb soup noodles, mutton noodles, and haggis noodles, which one would you like to eat?"

“Mutton noodles.”

"okay!"

The stall owner was shocked when he heard the sound and hurriedly went to work.

Not long after, the stretched mutton noodles were served. The noodles were as flat and as wide as a thumb, sprinkled with a layer of unknown wild vegetables, and a few thin slices of mutton were spread on the noodles. The smell of fishy smell went straight to the nose.

Mo Chuan took off his chopsticks and took a bite, frowning slightly.
To be continued...