Chapter 124: Yan Feng Terrace, Daozang Divine Corpse

On the altar, the gods chanted mantras.

In an instant, the sky became dark, the air was filled with gloom, the surrounding scenery was hazy, and one could not see the people around clearly.

At this moment, Xu Yang keenly sensed a glance sweeping over him.

"Ok?"

It was that familiar gaze again. Could it be that Sanjun was not dead yet?
Such a thought flashed through Xu Yang’s mind.

Last time I sensed the gaze in front of the statue of the Three Lords, and it was the same this time. Could it really be the Three Lords?

As I was thinking about it, the scenery around me changed drastically.

There was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood before him, with countless ferocious beasts surging towards him like a surging tide.

The bloody smell rushed towards me, the earth shook, and the sky turned blood red.

The mountains of corpses and seas of blood are endless.

Xu Yang, however, remained calm and ignored the monsters and demons running towards him.

Wow!
The moment the devil's tide came, it automatically turned into mist and dissipated.

Illusions are not simply about changing the scene in front of you, otherwise a mortal with a strong mind could ignore illusions.

Real illusion can change people's cognition, making them integrate into their environment, forget where they were before, and become involuntarily immersed in the illusion.

Xu Yang possesses the Yin-Yang eyes and a complete Three-Secret Yin body, so ordinary illusions cannot bewitch him.

Next, there were countless illusions.

Beautiful women are like clouds, and soft jade is fragrant. Natural materials and treasures are colorful. He has great power and unparalleled cultivation.

Wow! !

All the illusions disappeared and returned to their original appearance.

The others closed their eyes tightly, with red runes flashing above their heads.

Xu Yang was the first to wake up. The people around him looked envious, and the Taoist priest Shenmu looked at him approvingly.

"Congratulations, you've passed the test."

Xu Yang sneered and said, "Get lost!"

Wow!
The scene before my eyes disappeared again. It was just an illusion.

outside world.

There were dark clouds floating in the sky above the three statues, exuding gloomy energy, as if they were communicating with the underworld.

The Taoist priest with divine eyes gazed into the depths of the dark clouds.

After practicing to this level, it is not impossible to enter the underworld.

He had previously guessed that the Three Lords' Taoist lineage might be in the underworld, but after entering the underworld hundreds of times, he could not find the location of the Taoist lineage.

Over time, Taoist Shenmu gave up.

Perhaps the Three Lords' Taoist tradition is hidden in the underworld, and can only be opened after passing all the tests of the Three Lords.

The mysterious underworld.

The earth was boundless, the sky was dark, the flowers, plants and trees were only grey-green in colour, and it was dead silent, with no one and no sound.

This place is different from other places, with dark and strong winds blowing all year round.

The strong wind has shape and substance, is three to five meters short and dozens of miles long, has eyebrows and eyes, and its face looks like that of an evil spirit.

This is Yanfeng, and this place is also known as Yanfeng Terrace.

Yan Feng is like an evil ghost that devours all sentient beings. There are almost no ghosts here.

Three thousand feet underground, there is a mysterious space filled with dazzling white light.

If the gods who practice the incense Shinto are here, they will be able to recognize that this is the incense faith.

The faith and incense blocked Yan Feng's perception.

Inside the space are three large corpses: a tiger, a bear, and a cow.

The corpse had long since shriveled up, its internal organs had all rotted away and turned to ashes, and beneath the corpse was a stone statue of a humanoid monster.

The statue is mottled and weathered, and the oil paint on it has faded.

When the altar was established on earth, the faith in this place was greatly stirred.

The statue's color quickly returned.

"Two brothers, are you still alive?" The statue with an ox head and green official uniform spoke.

"Still alive, ah, I have survived another sixty years." The tiger-headed statue sighed, and suddenly raised his stone eyebrows, "Hey, my "seed" has broken through the spiritual fetus!"

"Congratulations! Brother Yin, if you accumulate some time, you will be able to revive and recover as before."

The other two gods congratulated.

The three statues are General Yin, Lord Xiong Shan, and Special Hermit.

The three monsters are not real monsters, they are not even in the form of souls. After thousands of years, their spirits have been broken and only a bit of true spirit remains.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have resorted to such means to occupy someone else's nest.

Xiong Shanjun said: "My partner is not bad either. He will become a great elixir in a few years. I won't be picky. Anyway, I have Brother Yin's protection. At worst, I can just practice slowly."

Their abilities during their lifetime were not that high, only one level higher than the spiritual fetus, which is the realm of Dharmakaya Yin God.

Back then, because he was too weak, he was even beaten by hunters in the mountains, and even the gods and Buddhas were too lazy to take action against him.

It’s different now. All the gods and Buddhas have left the sky, and the glory of heaven is gone.

"Haha, Great Sage? Hanging Sage! The three monsters from Lion Camel Ridge? The three insects from Lion Camel Ridge! What's the point of having great skills? Living long is the real thing!" Xiong Shanjun couldn't help but laugh.

When troubled times came, those famous guys were the first to be hit, but it was these three unknown little characters like them who survived.

General Yin laughed and said, "Back then, the Nine-headed Insect died first, and the three of us spent a lot of effort to obtain the blueprint of the Nine-headed Insect's tomb. Unexpectedly, we really had the opportunity to open the tomb door and obtain the Nine-headed Insect's Taoism. Brother Te is really good at planning."

"I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it. It seems that I will also choose someone to plant the seeds." Mr. Te said with a smile.

The three demons turned their gaze towards the human world.

Sensing the candidates one by one.

At this time, Xu Yang broke through dozens of illusion levels in a row.

"Hey, this person is not bad, his spirit is strong and his mind is firm. He deserves to be planted with Tao seeds."

Tao seeds are different from general possession. Possession requires the other party to have a weak mind, which allows for an opportunity to be taken advantage of, while Tao seeds require a strong mind as nourishment in order to thrive.

Only after the Dao Seed grows, they will have the opportunity to occupy each other's body.

They don't have the conditions to take over another body. They don't even have a soul. I'm afraid even a mortal can't take over another body. The most they can do is be reborn as a fetus, but in that case, they will no longer be themselves.

"Hurry up, there will be no chance soon."

Thinking of this, Master Te took advantage of the moment when the passage was closed and condensed a thumb-sized golden light.

Whoosh! !

Golden light shot out, and the passage closed instantly. The other end.

In just half an hour, most people came out of the illusion.

"Huh, failed again."

"Hey……"

Everyone was sweating profusely. Taoist Zhigang wiped the sweat from his forehead, with obvious disappointment in his eyes.

When it comes to the path of cultivation, everyone has his own difficulties in his heart, and Taoist Zhigang is no exception. In the end, he was defeated by his own shortcomings.

Looking around, as usual, no one was recognized.

"Huh? What is this?"

“The golden light of Taoism!! This is the golden light of Taoism!”

Everyone shouted in surprise.

A golden bead was seen floating above the altar. Having witnessed Gu Yuchan's recognition decades ago, everyone immediately recognized that this was the recognition of the Taoist orthodoxy.

Who received this honor?

In full view of everyone, golden light fell on Xu Yang's forehead.

"Good boy, it's worthy of my high regard for you." Zhi Gang clapped his hands in praise and glanced at Zhi Yin. This guy was in a state of disarray, but now he must have been convinced.

Everyone whispered to each other and praised it again and again.

In the crowd, Zhao Ziyan showed an expression that said, "As expected."

It was reasonable and expected that the Monkey King would be recognized.

Xu Yang opened his eyes, and a golden light appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness, conveying information.

The Taoist with divine eyes fell from the sky, and everyone surrounded Xu Yang.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, what kind of inheritance is this?"

"Is it the inheritance of the special hermit?"

Everyone asked questions one after another.

"The inheritance is... the Taoist divine corpse..." Xu Yang spoke out the information in his sea of ​​consciousness.

For some unknown reason, the three secret Yin bodies, the Taiyin body, and the Guishui Yin body subtly reject this essence.

"It is indeed the method of the special hermit." Taoist Master Shenmu explained to everyone, "Daozang Shenshi is the fundamental secret method of the special hermit. Practicing this method can transform people into zombies, which are divine corpses with magic power and souls. They have long lifespans and strong bodies. It is an invincible physical supernatural power."

Everyone was in an uproar, looking at Xu Yang with envy.

There are some jealous people, but Xu Yang accepted the inheritance and was the goal of careful training by the sect, so it was impossible for him to do anything tricky.

"Turning into a zombie?" Xu Yang weighed the pros and cons in his heart. Combined with the mysterious look from before, he thought that this energy might have bad intentions.

"Chongyang, do you want to stay in the mountain gate for further studies? There is a ghost realm Taoist temple in the mountain gate. The speed of cultivation in the temple will be faster." Taoist Zhigang asked.

"No, it's enough to practice in the lower county."

"That's good. Young people should exercise more."

Taoist Shenmu interrupted.

Now that all three sects have come into the world, as the head of a sect, he is naturally ecstatic, but he cannot show it because of the large crowds.

The three kings' tradition will surely flourish and surpass the palace of Sha'e County.

Everyone came forward to congratulate and exchanged pleasantries.

Then Xu Yang found Taoist Master Shenmu.

Taoist Master Shenmu held another ceremony to confer the eighth-grade talisman on Ruyi and Changtong.

Chang Tong was the abbot of Yaksha Temple, and Ruyi was the magistrate of Longcong County.

At this point, the school of magic has branched out, but the core remains unchanged, still based on the Jiuyou Temple.

"Two eighth-rank people have a total of one hundred acres of spiritual fields. Together with the others, the entire Jiuyou Temple has more than four hundred acres of spiritual fields."

These spiritual fields will be gathered together by the land master to form large spiritual fields.

Perhaps the four hundred acres can be compressed into two hundred acres, making the spiritual field of higher quality.

Xu Yang bid farewell to Zhi Gang and others, and returned to the temple with Zhao Ziyan, Ruyi, Chang Tong and four others.

The golden eagle has a broad back, and everyone stands firmly on it.

"Congratulations, Master, for acquiring another unique skill." Ruyi said with a smile.

"Congratulations to the abbot on inheriting the Taoist tradition of the Three Lords!" Chang Tong's congratulations were quite impressive.

"Are you going to practice in seclusion when you return? The Taoist lineage of Mr. Te is not bad either." There was a hint of envy in Zhao Ziyan's words.

"I don't plan to practice."

"Why is this?" Zhao Ziyan was stunned. Isn't this an ancient inheritance?

"Practice?" Xu Yang smiled nonchalantly, "You are just a hermit, a marginal demon from the ancient side sect, how can you be qualified to let me practice this art."

He didn't want to turn into a zombie, and the human body was still better in its original form. Besides, he was sure there was something fishy going on, so he didn't dare to enter the cultivation world easily.

It just so happens that I want to cultivate a powerful zombie, so I might as well add this essence.

Zhao Ziyan was speechless and could only pat the horse: "Master, you are wise."

Return to the Taoist temple.

Ruyi and the other man left early as they had many things to deal with before they could fully control Longcong County.

In the training hall, under the warm and fragrant curtains, Xu Yang got off Gui Xiang, whose skin carried the strange fragrance of a demon woman.

After performing the exercise, Gui Xiang became much quieter, but there was still a hint of hatred in his eyes and his expression was extremely cold.

She thought that this would disgust Xu Yang, but she didn't know that it would actually arouse other people's desires.

Xu Yang conjured up a golden bead.

This is the Taoist divine corpse.

He could sense that the bead had a strong greedy devouring intent. As long as it was refined, the bead would devour all of its own true energy and transform it into other powers.

Naturally, Xu Yang could not accept this.

He has confirmed that there must be a fraud.

This bead is equivalent to a mature cultivation path, which allows one to cultivate quickly and is equivalent to a job-changing treasure.

This is what is called inheritance.

What if the owner of this inheritance is not dead yet?
Judging from the aura on that day, the three gentlemen must be in the underworld.

"Sanjun, right? I want to see where you are hiding." There was a murderous look in Xu Yang's eyes.

What level of demon would play such a trick behind the scenes.

(End of this chapter)