God!
The Dou Zong powerhouse is so terrifying!
The news of King Qingshan's beheading spread throughout Xia Kingdom in an instant. Unlike the people in Sanyi, others would not think that it was beheading demons. Under the joint investigation of Phoenix Mountain and Taoist Academy, the truth surfaced within a few days.
The gods worshiped and worshiped by hundreds of thousands of believers are actually ghosts and evil spirits, who show their blessings to the people, but are actually arrogant, lustful, cruel and vicious. Coupled with the fact that Zhou Yang and others came out to testify, the King of Qingshan collapsed and became a laughing stock in an instant.
The people in Licheng also felt that they couldn't lift their heads. Looking at the palace that was crushed into dust, they hated and were angry, but they were also very puzzled: since King Qingshan is a demon, who is the one who is fighting with him
However, there is no information, and there is no clue.
After the incident passed for a period of time, the government and the monastery began to deal with the aftermath. First, Qingshan Village was relocated as a whole, and a stone tablet was erected at the ruins of the palace to warn future generations. At the same time, the deep palm prints won many people to come to pay their respects.
Then there is the punishment of Yuanmiao Temple and the local Daoist Association.
Zhou Yang bribed a Taoist priest, and then joined the Taoist Association of Licheng. The matter of being approved for development land was found out, the Taoist priest was expelled from the temple, and several members of the Taoist Association were also sacked.
There was also the Xiantian Taoist who fled timidly, was negligent, and did not discover abnormalities in the first place, regardless of the lives and deaths of civilians, etc., and was also punished.
There's nothing wrong with it, it's much more serious than being fined three glasses of wine!
In short, when the hustle and bustle was over and the situation gradually returned to normal, Gu Yu had already left Licheng with Wen Jing and continued his tour.
He spent a few days researching the origin of King Qingshan, and the result was somewhat unexpected.
As mentioned earlier, rampages are divided into four categories: Wuzang soldiers and horses, Wutong soldiers and horses, Wuxian Lingguan and Youshi soldiers and horses. Wuzang, Wutong and Youshi have all appeared, but the five manifested spirit officials are nowhere to be seen.
The word "Lingguan" in the name shows that it is extraordinary.
They are spirits that are naturally born in the place where the five elements crystallize, and they are very rare. It is different from the monster race because it is born without a physical body; it is also different from the gods derived from heaven and earth, because there are no rules involved, and its grade is very low.
For example, Thor, Fengshen, Mountain God, River God, these are the incarnations of majesty. But they are mostly small things, with weird spirits, high spirituality, low start, and considerable growth potential.
Cultivators can be recruited as partners to practice together, and when they encounter bottlenecks, they will also help them break through. Or go wild by yourself, slowly improve, subdue some wandering ghosts, and occupy a small territory.
It is the combination of various characteristics that it is named "Lingguan".
And part of King Qingshan's original origin is a five-manifested spirit official, and the other part is an inexplicable remnant soul of ghosts and immortals.
Since ancient times, there have been three mature states of abandoning the physical body.
The first is the autopsy method of the ancient immortals, which can pretend to be an object, such as clothes, sticks, swords, etc., to escape from the body and ascend to heaven.
Ge Hongyou said: "A superior officer raises his form and ascends to the void, and he is called a heavenly immortal; a sergeant who travels in famous mountains is called an earth immortal; a corporal who dies first and then sloughs is called an immortal."
Autopsy is a low-grade, forced to act. For example, when there is no hope for the earth immortal, and when the longevity is approaching, or when something goes wrong and cannot be saved, this method will often be chosen, and it has long been lost.
The second type is Yangshen, so I won’t repeat it here.
The third type is ghosts and immortals, which are quite special. After the monk died, whether it was a coincidence or planned by himself, the spirit would not be scattered, and he turned to practice ghosts, and he became a ghost fairy.
The ghosts and immortals have many constraints, their realm is high, but their actual combat power is very low.
King Qingshan is a fusion of a five-manifested spirit official and a remnant soul of a ghost.
Ghosts and immortals cannot exist in the yang world, so they must have descended from the soul world, and for some unknown reason, they turned into ghosts. Lao Gu also thought of the streamers swishing in the lower realm a while ago, probably due to internal strife.
In fact, speaking of it, he already knew that King Qingshan was a fake.
With the current version and capacity of the earth, it is far from the time for the gods to appear, and the gods who emerge at this time must be fakes.
…
A small town in the north of Fujian Province.
Here is close to the provincial boundary, and then go north for a while, go west to Jiangxi, and go east to Zhejiang, all of which are densely populated and prosperous provinces.
The morning sun was just right, Wen Jing got up and went for a big tour of the city, ate twenty steamed buns and two big bowls of tofu nao at the stall, and then returned to the hotel full of satisfaction.
The girl was a little shy. The amount of half a bowl of rice in the past suddenly doubled several times. Of course, she didn't eat for nothing, she felt energetic and looked good, the kind that she wouldn't drink a can of Red Bull without sleeping for a few days.
Moreover, a new tongue was born, its strength increased significantly, and the five senses became much sharper.
After Wen Jing came back from Qingshan Palace, these changes occurred. Not only that, but she also saw some things that she didn't really want to see.
"Hiss!"
The girl's steps upstairs stopped suddenly, and she turned her head abruptly, not to look at the cloud of black air floating above the lobby. That thing has a strong breath, and it looks like a grieving ghost who has been dead for many years.
She stepped up and stepped up, not wanting the ghost to feel the breath, and it floated over.
This person smelled of the same kind and food, it seemed to hesitate for a moment, and finally couldn't help but pounced forward.
Wen Jing walked around the Qingshan Palace, and became a lot more courageous, throwing her fists while running. The yin veins in her body have been opened, the acupoints are vibrating, and her spirit is tougher than ordinary people.
"Hoo hoo hoo..."
The two white and tender little hands were waving desperately, and the grieving ghost really didn't dare to approach, seemingly powerless, but in fact, every move was filled with Yin Qi energy.
boom!
The complaining ghost was accidentally hit, and finally gave up chasing and left angrily.
Wen Jing breathed a sigh of relief, ran to a door in two steps, and knocked twice.
"Come in!"
She pushed the door open and entered, and saw Gu Yu slumped on a chair, playing with his mobile phone vigorously. If it wasn't for his handsome face, great figure, and excellent sex skills, he would be exactly the same as a dead fat house.
"Being chased by a ghost again?" He laughed.
"The unjust ghost of hundreds of years scared me to death!"
Wen Jing has been around for more than half a year, and she is considered well-informed, and getting along with her is a lot easier.
She was carrying a large bag full of food and water, and some feminine items. Because the other party doesn't eat, drink, or sleep, and doesn't use it as an aunt, and takes care of himself along the way.
She grabbed the travel bag again, tidied it up and said, "I ate another twenty buns just now, it's not okay, how can I have such a big appetite?"
"Your meridians have just opened up, which is the stage of accumulating energy, and it will be fine after a few months for your body to adapt."
"How many more months?"
Wen Jing was distressed, but she didn't say anything, and said again: "By the way, the real person, we will leave Fujian Province any further. Shall we go to Ganzhou or Jiangzhou?"
"I'm going to Jiangzhou, you can do whatever you want."
"..."
The girl paused, lowered her eyes and asked, "Will you let me go?"
"You were born with yin veins, and you went to the Ghost Immortal's mansion for a while, and your breath is as strong as your body, and your foundation is solid. Here is a formula. If you practice according to it, you may succeed in the future."
"But didn't you say, one year, one year's fate?"
There are still three months!
"I'm going here. It's not convenient to take you with me. Why don't you just leave here."
"..."
Wen Jing pursed her lips, she didn't cry or beg, she just stood up and saluted, "If you don't accept me, I will also regard you as my master. Wen Jing will always cherish what you have taught me during this time. "
"Ah!"
Gu Yu smiled, although he lacks understanding, he has a good heart, coupled with his extraordinary talent, he may not be unable to achieve a career.
Without saying goodbye or waving, he sat on a chair and just disappeared.
…
The Daba Mountains are the general name of the mountainous areas at the junction of the four provinces of Qinchuan, Bashu, Hubei, and Longxi. They are about 140 kilometers wide from north to south and stretch more than 500 kilometers from east to west, so they are called Qianliba Mountains.
There are four characters that are very famous, called Bashan Yeyu.
Night rain refers to the rain that falls from 8:00 pm to 8:00 am the next day. After the environmental change, Bashan, which has frequent night rains, is flooded with begonia red in the spring tide. Regardless of winter or summer, it rains at night for nearly one-third of the time every year.
Especially spring and summer.
"Wow!"
"Wow!"
The rain like a curtain like a curtain is flying lightly in the forest, and the water vapor is gradually dense, and the whole mountain forest seems to be covered with a layer of tulle. The branches and leaves are rustling, ants and insects are sheltering from the rain under the trees, and occasionally blue birds fly by, startling the sound of frogs.
In the clearing in the forest, Xiao Zhai was dancing with his sword.
I saw her take a few steps forward, stabbing with a sword, the attack was sudden, like the Yangtze River, rolling up, the speed of the strike is indescribable.
Then he rubbed his body and turned, the green front cut obliquely, like a gust of wind sweeping the leaves, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the light was dazzling.
Swipe! She made swordsmanship all the way, sometimes like a gentle breeze blowing willows, spring flowers hide rutabaga, sometimes like catkins filling the sky, thousands of points, flying all over the sky.
Surrounded by the sword light, she seemed to be surrounded by her figure in all directions. She was beautiful, ethereal and clear, yet possessed a compelling heroic spirit.
The sword was raised to the highest point, more like a white robe ready to strike, even with a somewhat majestic and arrogant taste. As far as the rest of the momentum is concerned, the rain does not stick to it, but instead forms layers of curtains around the body, dancing and circling with the sword.
"..."
The little apprentice who was watching not far away was already stunned and distracted, and it was not until Xiao Zhai finished practicing and walked all the way to the front that he came back to his senses in a daze, "Master, master, is this the Huifengwu Liujian of our sect? Sure enough, what can I learn?"
"This is a set of unique skills that I have devoted myself to create after several years of retreat as a teacher. When you are new to the family, lay a good foundation first, so don't worry."
Xiao Zhai borrowed the name without any psychological burden, hum! To set up a sect in Bashan, you must learn to return to the wind to dance willow swords, just like those surnamed Peng who don’t learn Wuhu Duanmen Dao, are you so embarrassed to be surnamed Peng
"Oh, I must lay a good foundation and never aim too high!"
The little apprentice was very well-behaved, he took the master's sword as if it were a treasure, and held it in his arms carefully.
This is a treasured sword of the Bashan School that has been passed down for hundreds of years. It is not afraid of water and fire, does not touch dust, and is unparalleled in sharpness. It was forged from a stone picked up by Xiao Zhai!
"Little Gu, you are extremely talented and savvy. Don't let me down. My faction has been in decline for a hundred years, and it's rare to re-enter the world. Unfortunately, I have to obey my master's will and cannot go down the mountain easily. The important task of revitalizing the lintel is entrusted to you. is you."
"Master, don't worry, I will never let you down!"
In just a short period of time, the little apprentice has already set up two flags, and he is full of enthusiasm and excitement. Looking at the people in front of him is like looking at God, but he paused and struggled: "Well, master, can you stop calling me?" My little Gu? It sounds so awkward."
"I like to bark, do you have an opinion?" Xiao Zhai cast a sideways glance.
"Uh, no."
The apprentice lowered his head, not daring to resist at all.
Rain at night is always sad, especially in Bashan.
The two walked along the mottled stone path built a hundred years ago, winding and slanting upwards, the rain was rippling along the way, the mountains were hazy, the sky was dim, and there were moss marks like splashed ink, with oily moisture.
The stone steps are missing, revealing patches of soil, and there are still two lines of footprints on them - they were stepped on when going down the mountain this morning, and it was still raining last night.
Xiao Zhai walked very slowly, his clothes were dry and dry, and the moisture did not stick to them.
Xiao Gu followed behind with his sword in his arms, his clothes were sticky to his back, making him uncomfortable due to the humidity, but his figure was extremely straight, his eyes were clear, like a green bamboo in the misty rain.
About half an hour later, the two reached the end of the stone path. The terrain was high and open, surrounded by dense forests, and a thatched hut stood in the middle.
There are three huts, built with wood, bamboo, and long grass, with pots and stoves outside, and a circle of fences around them. Outside the fence, there are deep traces, containing bitter sword intent.
"Squeak!"
Xiao Zhai pushed the door open, waved his sleeves, and lit the candles. The furnishings inside are very simple, with two beds separated into the left and right rooms, and the main hall can barely be regarded as a living room, with a set of tables and chairs.
She sat in the chief seat, watching the apprentice silently.
"..."
Xiao Gu was anxious, wondering if he was stupid again, or if he made some mistake.
After a long while, Xiao Zhai said: "I picked you up from the mountain, taught you carefully, and gave you high hopes. Of course, you are also worthy, and I love you. According to the rules of the school, you are qualified to hold a sword... this sword, I will give it to you. gone."
"No, I can!"
Xiao Gu was startled, and hurriedly handed out the sword in his arms, saying: "This is the sword passed down by the patriarch. I have just started, I can't take it, I can't take it!"
"Take it for you, don't make me angry."
"..."
Xiao Gu withdrew his hand tremblingly, hugged the sword tightly in his arms, and asked, "What about you, master, what do you use?"
"I haven't used the sword for a long time, and I picked it up again to teach you."
Xiao Zhai's face was as lonely as snow, and he smiled again: "Okay, go take a bath and change clothes, Bashan is cool at night, don't get sick."
"oh!"
The little apprentice responded, and was about to go out with the sword in his arms. He paused, wiped himself and put the sword on the table.
Behind the hut is also a fenced yard with toilets and bathing places. The latrine latrine pit is outrageously crude, but Xiao Gu has been very curious since the first day.
What is this latrine made of? Always clean, not only not smelly, but also with a light fragrance.
And what's even more amazing is that Master never seems to shit!
Alas!
Xiao Gu trembled suddenly, afraid that his master would rush out and strangle him to death, he looked around and slipped into a shed.
This is the place to take a bath. It is also full of comfortable fragrance, neat and clean, and the mountain wind cannot blow in, and it will not be hot and cold. A green diabolo sticks out from the top, holding a shower-like lotus pod on its mask.
Knock once to stop, knock twice for cold water, and three times for hot water. I don't know the principle. It is said that it is made by the master's secret technique, which is easier to use than the shower.
Xiao Gu took off his clothes and knocked three times, wow!
The water is sprayed out, but it is not too hot, which is just right for taking a bath.
The body was not dirty, it was just to drive away the cold air. After washing for a while, the body became hot, and Kong knocked again. Then, Xiao Gu untied the hair belt, and the bundled hair fell down slowly.
The blue hair is like a waterfall, and the eyebrows are picturesque.
Yes, she is a girl.
Who said that Daoist Gu of Bashan couldn't be a girl