Chapter 1: Starting in a Coffin

The wind was howling and the green mist was thick.

The moon shines a pale white light, and the earth is covered with a layer of hazy silver gauze.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a deep forest and a charity cemetery with white walls and black tiles. It is shrouded in dark green mist. It is surrounded by mass graves, with stone and wooden tablets interlaced. From time to time, pale ghost lights flash by.

"Looking up and looking around the eight directions, only the moon is pregnant with spiritual essence; the celestial beings are riding six parallel horses, and in the middle is the moon; the shining light shines on the two poles, and the mixed light illuminates the three pure ones..."

Charity cemetery, ancestral hall.

There were three kinds of meat, fruits and vegetables on the table, and a copper incense burner with green sandalwood.

The smoke of cigarettes curls up and the incantations continue.

The old Taoist in a red robe sat cross-legged, muttering to himself. His face was old and his skin was wrinkled like tree bark.

The white candle was dark green, and its reflection on the face added a gloomy and evil aura.

There are three black coffins on each side, with talismans written in black on white paper pasted on them.

Gods use cinnabar and ghosts use ink. It is obvious that this is an unconventional technique.

After a long time, the old Taoist opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"In three days, there will be two moons in the same sky. When the demon moon invades the palace, it will be the day when my bardo is complete and I can possess another body."

Taoist Changming was thinking.

"With a bardo physique and a young body, you will surely be able to successfully receive the rank and be granted the imperial seal, becoming a true temple master."

Taoist Changming cast his eyes towards one of the coffins.

This is the soul host he is looking for.

Five years ago, he accidentally found an immortal's cave, inside which was the Taiyin Refining Form Method for cultivating the bardo body, as well as a fire-refined Huangquan Pill.

"This pill can cleanse all the aura of the original owner's soul. I hope this precious pill for taking over the body will not let me down."

A trace of greed flashed in the eyes of Taoist Changming. The person in the coffin was named Xu Yang. He had personally brought him in three years ago. This person's birth date and horoscope matched his own. His aptitude was average, but he was young.

He announced to the public that Xu Yang was the successor of Yi Zhuang and would inherit his legacy after his death. In fact, he was paving the way for himself to take over another person's body and live as Xu Yang.

"It doesn't matter if my aptitude is poor. Once my soldiers have refined their souls and have intermediate bodies, they will also be qualified to be disciples of the Dao Sect."

Time passed slowly, and Taoist Changming practiced his skills over and over again.

Inside the coffin.

Xu Yang felt a little panicked.

After three days, he finally got used to the fact that he had traveled through time.

The past events come to mind one by one.

Xu Yang recalled his previous memories.

Xu Yang, a modern Blue Star native, accidentally traveled to this world for unknown reasons, and his soul possessed a person with the same name, surname and appearance.

In this world, Xu Yang is the only disciple of Changming Taoist of Gaoshan Charity House. Half a month ago, his original body was suffocated to death by his trusted master, and his body was locked in a coffin to lock out his life and isolate him from ghosts.

However, Xu Yang, who came out of nowhere, took the lead.

After three days of digesting and eavesdropping, I finally understood my situation.

This world is similar to the ancient times, with immortals, gods, ghosts, and magical traditions, and it is far more dangerous than the modern world.

The Taoist Changming in front of him is extremely dangerous. He practices the method of driving corpses and colludes with the rich people living at the foot of the mountain to use human lives for practice. He does all kinds of evil.

It is said that he also has Taoist books recognized by Taoism and the government.

"What kind of world is this?" Xu Yang was speechless.

Suddenly, he felt weak, like a shower of cold water, instantly pulling him out of his thoughts.

His condition is very bad now.

Trapped in a small coffin, it was dark and cramped.

The soul has not been completely integrated with the body and is in a semi-detached state, so it does not need to breathe, otherwise it will suffocate to death immediately.

In this state, he possesses some of the sensing abilities of a ghost.

Calm your mind and keep your thoughts focused.

The surroundings seemed to be filled with pitch-black winds, and the air seemed to be a green quagmire. A breeze, a ray of moonlight, or a sound were all bizarre visions in the eyes of the soul.

“Is this the bardo state that Changming mentioned?”

This is the state of the bardo when a person is about to die but not yet dead. The so-called "the previous bardo has ended, and the next bardo has not yet arrived" is the bardo. This state has incredible divine power. The current induction and hearing the whispers of people outside are the abilities brought by the bardo.

"The old man wants to take over my body. I can't just sit there and wait to die. I must fight back, or at least get my body moving." Xu Yang felt ruthless.

At this point, what else can we do except fight hard?
After several days of eavesdropping, he had memorized the formula of the Taiyin Refining Form Method.

This old dog never teaches his disciples magic. I might as well learn it today. Even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance, I can't miss it.

The Taiyin Body Refining Method, this method uses the bardo state to refine the body and return to the yang, thus possessing a permanent bardo body.

The conditions for the Taiyin Form Refining Method are very strict, and one needs to enter this bardo state. In other words, if one wants to practice this magic, one must "die". If one fails in the practice, then one will really die.

I now meet the conditions for "death".

Thinking of this, Xu Yang silently recited the Taiyin Refining Form Mantra in his heart, visualizing the vast Taiyin pouring into his body.

The days go by and time passes slowly.

What Xu Yang didn't expect was that God didn't seem to be on his side.

No matter what method you use, you cannot get started with practicing this method.

Is it really going to die this time?
Will I become the most unlucky time traveler?
"Try again." Xu Yang put aside his frustration and visualized Taiyin over and over again, sensing the Yin energy.

Soon, the time came.

On the night of the full moon, the moon is bright red.

The wind howled, and the towering dark mountains looked like a giant demon towering over the sky.

In the charity cemetery, Changming wore a black crown and a yellow Bagua robe.

The eight-immortal table was covered with yellow cloth, and on it were three copper plates, each containing a pig's head, a rooster, and steamed beef tenderloin, as well as some fruits, white candles as thick as arms, and three long and two short sticks of sandalwood.

There are two coffins in front of the altar, the one on the right is empty, and the one on the left is covered with densely packed white talismans.

There is a strange fragrance lingering around, which is very enchanting.

Chang Ming regulated his breathing and qi, and when the river wheel began to move, he picked up the Dharma bell and chanted something.

From today on, Changming will die and Xuyang will ascend the throne.

Get rid of the old body and live a brand new life.

This matter was kept secret and no one knew about it. Even the gatekeeper was sent away and no one was allowed to get close to the place.

The talisman affixed to the coffin was a seal purchased at a high price. Its purpose was to isolate external divine thoughts from internal aura to prevent certain beings from taking advantage of the situation and thus making wedding dresses for others in vain.

Wow!
A dark green wind blew through the bright room, the candlelight turned green, and the room was filled with mottled light and shadows.

This ritual will last for three days.

Three days later, Changming will lie in the coffin, take poison, and be reborn in another body.

"Haha, I will live again!!"

Jingle bell, jingle bell.

The sound of the bell was like a death warrant, hitting Xu Yang's heart again and again.

"Looking up at the eight directions, only the moon is pregnant with spiritual essence; the celestial being is riding on six horses, and among them is the Moon..." Xu Yang became more and more calm.

He figured it out. Even if his cultivation failed, the worst that could happen was that he would have to fight with the dead old man Changming. According to his original body's common sense, ghost cultivators and dead cultivators were two different things. Maybe his own soul was even stronger.

Anyway, the other party would never expect that there was a soul waiting.

As the ritual progressed, the negative energy in the room became more and more intense, even pouring into the coffin.

Bang!

The thick yin energy touched off some mysterious thing.

Xu Yang entered a dark, drowsy and trance-like state.

The soul has nowhere to rest and doesn't know what to do with it, so it wanders around.

Suddenly, a golden light broke through the air and stopped in front of him.

A light yellow cloth, about a foot and a half square, had a pattern painted on it with cinnabar. It was a person, not a mortal, but a fairy who had the lower body of a silkworm and the upper body of a human, with wings on his back and blue eyes with square pupils, and was in the process of transformation.

The immortal looks like myself!
"This...isn't this the Warring States silk book in the museum?"

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(Please keep reading. Qidian is too busy now. I didn't keep up with the new book during its release period. I didn't recommend it directly, and I didn't make a dime. Please keep reading. Lao Jian kowtows to everyone. Lao Jian is under too much pressure from mortgage and car loans, so this time I will enter a frenzy update mode.)
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