Chapter 123 Three Kings Rule Together, the Ancient Monster Is Not Dead

Jiuyou Temple is the main temple of the land god.

The statue is lifelike, emitting white light, as if it were covered with a layer of white paint.

Behind the temple is a small wooden house, which is shrouded in mist and looks like it is locked in thick smoke, and that is indeed the case.

This is the smoke lock, and also the sealing technique of the Yellow Spring Ghost Den Array.

There were countless corpse monsters flying around, and the three-headed corpse Vajra stood like an iron tower, with the earth's energy firmly locking onto this lonely wooden house.

It looks simple, but in fact it is full of restrictions, not even a fly can fly out.

The black wind was howling, and the strong wind formed the shape of a Taoist priest.

Xu Yang suddenly appeared here.

Pushing open the wooden house, inside was a girl's scarlet curtain. A woman was lying on her side against the bed rail, her breasts were full and plump, and as if she leaned forward slightly, they would surge. Her waist was tightened with an exaggerated curve, and it could be held in one hand.

The woman looked sad, with her green eyebrows tightly furrowed.

When he saw Xu Yang coming in, there was unremovable hatred in his eyes. If eyes could kill, Xu Yang would have died from thousands of arrows piercing his heart.

"It seems that you are not cooperating, Gui Xiang."

An aura of decay began to appear on Gui Xiang's body. A person's heart is dead, or in professional terms, his spiritual heart is broken.

Once the heart of Tao is broken, one's Taoism will decline, and in serious cases one will become possessed and die.

Gui Xiang is about to reach this state.

"Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go." Gui Xiang gritted his teeth.

"If you can't defeat him in life, how can you seek revenge after death? I have good news for you. Gui Yan is not dead yet."

After saying that, Xu Yang shot out a ray of light, and at the other end of the light was a scene of the underworld. Gui Yan was dying and trapped in a cage.

Seeing the scene in the underworld, Gui Xiang regained a little life.

"Cooperate well and practice the method of Ming Fei. If you don't cooperate, I will refine Gui Yan into a zombie. I will give you three days to adjust."

Xu Yang said this and then left.

Practice room.

Xu Yang sat cross-legged and adjusted his breathing. The yellow bud in his lower dantian emitted a faint firefly light.

As the river cart moves, the little firefly light is growing at a tiny rate.

Many people who cultivate to this level will awaken the Dharmakāya, but Xu Yang has not yet done so.

But this is a sign of pure skill.

Most of the Dharma images are strange in shape, which is actually the sequelae of practicing unorthodox methods. Unorthodox methods are inherently dealing with evil spirits and monsters. As the practice goes on, the body will gradually change.

If you deal with ghosts, your eyes will become ghostly; if you deal with zombies, a few more black lines will appear on your face.

To put it nicely, it is the manifestation of supernatural powers, but in fact it is "polluted".

However, because Xu Yang's Taiyin Dharma body was born from the Warring States Silk Book, it was not assimilated by the Taiyin Essence, so no Dharma form appeared. Even if there was a Dharma form, it was transformed by magic, not a mutation of the physical body.

Chu Dan's divine consciousness unfolded, and everything around him, including the formation, came into view in detail.

The Taoist temple was empty, as most people were out taking care of their affairs.

Especially in Longcong County, the entire original team as well as the temple priests in the townships and counties below were preparing for the Taoist temple to take over.

"We can't fight anymore. Too many died." Xu Yang sighed. This time, a total of six three-headed corpse Vajras were lost, which was equivalent to eighteen ordinary corpse Vajras. Two hundred corpse monsters were seriously injured.

Although they gained a lot, they lived in a chaotic era and wars broke out from time to time. Before they could digest the gained territories, a new war would break out the next moment.

This will lead to one thing: the more you gain, the weaker your power will become, until your last bit of potential is exhausted and you collapse.

"The Taoist fasting and offering ceremony is over. The disciples will be given the talisman and report on their duties. After obtaining the cave where the soldiers are hidden, they can rest and recuperate."

Xu Yang thought.

Blind expansion is not a good thing. When bandits are at their peak, they can occupy dozens of counties, but they will eventually be defeated. Therefore, finding a good place to build a solid foundation is the most important thing.

A cave for hiding soldiers and a stone palace in the cave.

Most of the bronze body of the Bronze-Headed Taoist has melted, and the melting progress is still increasing.

In order to create this body, a total of two mountains of copper worth two million taels were spent.

I never expected to be targeted by everyone and almost reduced to ashes.

The subordinates reported the situation at Jiuyou Temple.

"Talents emerge in every generation. Since I have been treated with respect, I should not be ungrateful." The bronze-headed Taoist sighed.

This time he was going back to Sage to recuperate and repair his body. The Sect Leader had reached an agreement with Sanjun County Palace in advance, allowing him to retain his position, but the cave where the soldiers were hidden had to be given up. This was an exchange.

Tongshou didn't dare to make the decision to keep the cave and give up his position. With Xu Yang's methods, he really couldn't keep his cave.

……

The Fire Elephant Capital City spread out for dozens of miles, with giant pythons a thousand feet long circling the city, and jackals, tigers and leopards roaming the streets.

The sky was gray with a hint of blood red, like a demon city on earth.

The volcano golden palace next to the capital.

The three figures stared at each other in the fire.

The three are the Fire King, Heche Dao Ren, and Tianyi Taoist of Xuanzhu Palace.

"We can't fight anymore. There have been constant wars in various places recently, and the internal friction is serious. The two countries next door are sharpening their swords. Are you going to let them take advantage of you?"

The Fire King felt a little regretful.

It was originally thought that with the number and quality of the demon tribe, they would soon be able to occupy half of the country, and then the two would have to surrender.

Unexpectedly, the human race was so resilient that the demon race did have a lot of advantages, but they also suffered many deaths.

After much deliberation, the Fire King had no choice but to swallow his pride and mediate.

After all, these two people are not kings. Even if they cause trouble, the worst that can happen is they will just walk away. But I am the king. Once the Fire Kingdom is destroyed, my fate will not be good either.

The Fire King felt a little regretful in his heart. In the end, it was for fame and power that he embarked on the path of a villain in the vernacular novel. It would have been better if he had not become the king.

Heche and the other man looked at each other, and Heche asked, "How should the king deal with this?" "Both sides should take a step back. I will give up some power, and you continue to respect me as the king and manage your own territory." The Fire King said helplessly.

To this day, it is also a helpless act. If there were no strong enemies outside, he would have torn his face off long ago.

The defeat in the attack on the Water Marrow Kingdom that day was indeed a stroke of genius on the part of Hechedao people. In terms of intelligence, he was no match for the human in front of him.

Heche and Tianyi looked at each other, and both nodded in agreement tacitly.

It's better to quit while you're ahead. After all, their realm is one level lower than that of the Fire King. When they break through in the future, that will be the time to turn the table.

"Okay, then let's announce it to the world, take back the authority of the counties to grant ordnance, and maintain the status quo."

The three of them smiled at each other, laughing heartily.

They all feel that time is on my side and the advantage is on my side.

After that, the Fire Kingdom entered an era of co-rule by three kings. On the surface, they still obeyed the Fire King as the leader, but everyone knew privately that the two national masters were equal to the king.

From then on, government decrees could not govern other sects, and each sect kept its own business.

The fight between the two sides ended with losses on both sides. In this civil strife in the Fire Elephant Kingdom, a total of 35 great elixir masters and 130 first elixir masters died, and countless other cultivators were killed.

The palace of three princes.

Each Dharma lineage.

The Dharma lineage of Xiong Shanjun and the Taoist temple of Elder Zhengxin.

The disciples of this Taoist temple all have strange shapes and strange appearances. Some have animal heads, some have human faces, and they have a demonic aura that seems like monsters but are actually human. Gu Yuchan seems out of place among them.

"This time, the three lords of the Dao, you should learn more from Yuchan and work hard to gain the approval of the gods."

"Yuchan, you should keep up the good work. No one has ever been able to gain recognition a second time since ancient times. Your master hopes that you can break through this limitation."

"Disciple, keep this in mind!"

On the shady side of the mountain, water flows gently.

A green waterfall hits the boulders below.

An old Taoist with red hair and a ghost-like face sat cross-legged on top of the stone, and the falling waterfall was bounced away by the invisible true Qi.

This is the Taoist Master Shenyu.

In front of him stood a Taoist priest named Xuanjia in golden armor, and Lingyue who was wearing a five-colored mask with five ghosts behind him.

"The Daoist trial is not a competition in the ring, but standing in front of the statue to accept the statue's test. The spirit must be fully released and not lose to anyone."

"The trial process is very quick, and the results may come out in the next second. Don't be lazy or underestimate it."

……

The night is as dark as ink, with a gentle breeze and bright moon.

The Baizhang statue is tall and majestic, covered with a silvery moon veil. The night conceals the texture of the statue, and from a distance, it looks like a real demon or monster.

In front of the three statues stands a nine-foot-high giant five-colored altar.

All those who are qualified to participate in the Dharma lineage gathered on the altar.

Xu Yang, Zhi Gang, Zhi Yin...

The magic in Journey to the West is wonderful and ancient, and it can give us a glimpse into the ancient secrets. Although the three demons were just small fry back then, they are still ancient demons after all. Since they can pass down the Taoist tradition, it proves that they are not weak either.

Xu Yang is looking forward to this very much.

Apart from the God of Land, this may be my second time to come into contact with the secrets of Journey to the West.

Strong warriors and Taoist soldiers carried cattle, sheep, horses, pigs, dogs, chickens and other domestic animals to the altar.

There are also incense, sandalwood, demon blood, animal bones, demon pills...

Prayer flags flutter and dharma gongs sound.

There was a faint aroma of fireworks lingering in the air, and the blue smoke formed a green mist that went straight up into the sky.

"There are countless illusions in the Taoist tradition. In the past years, there have been many people who have gone astray. You must seize the opportunity and not be confused by the illusions. It doesn't matter if you can't get the things, as long as you don't hurt your body." Zhi Gang said to Xu Yang.

"Disciple knows." Xu Yang nodded seriously.

Being possessed by a demon is terrible, even more terrible than being seriously injured.

A cultivator is a walking powder keg. The true Qi in his body is powerful. If he cannot control the true Qi, it will run wild, leading to self-explosion.

Needless to say, the power of a monk's self-explosion is extremely powerful.

The divine eyes ascended the altar.

"Before Tai Chi, at the origin of heaven and earth, three monarchs founded the religion, and the secret instructions were passed down..."

As the spell was chanted, the candles on the altar swayed more and more, the light and shadows flickered, and the wind howled.

Dark clouds obscured the bright moon, and the county palace was gloomy, with only the light of the altar shining.

Green mist spread out, and the surroundings looked like the underworld.

Everyone sat upright and began to become suspicious, fearing that they would suddenly enter an illusion or that evil spirits would appear in the fog.

After a while, the fog separated everyone and made them unable to see the people nearby.

Xu Yang's heart moved, as if he sensed the power of the underworld.

The atmosphere in the underworld is different from that in the world of the living. It is a more feminine and more elusive yin energy.

If I hadn't stayed in the underworld for too long, I really wouldn't have been able to sense this tiny amount of negative energy from the underworld.

The surrounding scene began to change, as if an illusion suddenly appeared.

Wow!
Before the scenery changed, I sensed another gaze.

Now Xu Yang saw clearly.

There is really a gaze, and the gaze comes from the statue.

"Is Sanjun not dead?"

(End of this chapter)