"When we were at the foot of Baiwu Mountain, we found that although the Yin Qi was strong and concentrated here, there was no evil spirit at all. I think you and Taoist Priest Qingyun have dealt with all the evil spirits..."
Nodding to Taoist Priest Qingyun, the fat man ignored the pleasantries and asked the question directly.
He needs to understand the current specific situation in Baiwu Mountain before he can make a decision for the next action.
Taoist priest Qingyun seemed to be extremely tired. After confirming that Fatty and the others were from the polling bureau and were in the same group as Yan Qilin, he could no longer hold on and simply sat down on the ground next to him.
"All those evil spirits that could be eliminated were eliminated, and those that could not be eliminated in time all retreated back to the black hole."
Yan Qilin answered Fatty's question.
Hearing him say this, the fat man also frowned.
Just by looking at the appearance of Taoist Priest Qingyun and Yan Qilin, coupled with the overly strong Yin Qi of Baiwu Mountain, he could guess that it was so dangerous that it was not easy for these two people to persevere.
The strength of Yan Qilin is displayed here. The power of Fire Qilin allows him to walk in the Yin Qi without being affected at all. Not to mention, he also has a trump card, Mo Qilin. In this side of Yin Qi, it is simply like entering nowhere. What a human state!
The peach wood sword carried by Taoist Priest Qingyun had been broken in half and stained with blood.
The intensity of the battle can almost be imagined.
"The ordinary workers on Baiwu Mountain have been sent down the mountain by me. Next, they are preparing to enter the black hole!"
Until now, there is no living person in Baiwu Mountain except Fatty and the others. It was only because Yan Qilin wasted some time sending those workers down the mountain. Otherwise, he would have met Fatty and the others earlier. . 】
Speaking of workers, Fatty and the others couldn't help but look at Taoist Priest Qingyun who was sitting aside to rest.
"Taoist Master Qingyun, those workers personally demolished the White Mist Temple. Why did you help them and protect them at the critical moment?"
Sitting down next to Taoist Priest Qingyun, the fat man prepared to inquire about some news.
"Then what can be done?
Now that things have happened, they can't change. The result is the same. I can't just watch them die, right?
As Taoists, when we retire in times of prosperity and are surrounded by crises, don’t we just go down to the mountains to help each other and eliminate demons and defend the Tao?
They demolished Baiwu Temple. I was angry, but I also understood that I couldn’t make fun of their lives.
Besides, the workers are the ones working at the lowest level, and they are not the ones who made the decision to dismantle the Baiwu Temple.
No matter how much I struggle, it’s of no use.
After this matter is resolved, I still have to find the person from Yusheng Real Estate to seek justice for Baiwu Guan!
They cannot demolish Baiwu Temple without any excuses. They must be responsible for the consequences of this matter! "
Taoist Priest Qingyun let out a long sigh. He understood clearly that he would not give up on what he should do.
Giving a thumbs up to Taoist Priest Qingyun, the fat man praised him, "As expected of Taoist Priest, he is brave and courageous, and I am convinced, Fatty!"
Wang Xiaodao also assumed the identity of Taoist Priest Qingyun at this time. He and Taoist Priest Qingyun were old acquaintances. This time they met in Baiwu Mountain under special circumstances, and neither of them had time to reminisce.
"Taoist Master, I remember you said before that Baiwu Temple was built by you, but what happened to this seal? Our director investigated the past information of Baiwu Mountain. Before Baiwu Temple, here Originally there was a Taoist temple..."
Meeting old friends, Wang Xiaodao joined the polling bureau again. Priest Qingyun also had too many doubts about him, but it seemed that now was not the time to reminisce about the past.
Wang Xiaodao's question made Taoist Priest Qingyun look at him in surprise.
"You didn't stay in Wudang and actually went to the polling bureau. It's really beyond my expectation. However, it can be seen from your choice that the polling bureau is indeed a place where talented people come out.
Your director investigated very carefully! Indeed, when I came to Baiwu Mountain, there was already a Taoist temple here.
At that time, the Taoist temple was already dilapidated and crumbling. If I didn't repair and build it again, I'm afraid it would collapse in less than two years.
Because the original Taoist temple had no name, after I completely renovated the Taoist temple, I took its name from Baiwu Mountain and hung a plaque to call it Baiwu Temple!
As for the seal you are talking about. I do know something! "
When he said this, Taoist Master Qingyun paused, as if he was organizing his words or recalling something.
“Under the original Taoist temple, there was a ghost market sealed.
The ghost market belongs to Yin and cannot appear in the Yang world. There is a very powerful being in the ghost market, and the entire ghost market was created by that being.
The Taoist temple seals the ghost market, and future generations can repair it based on the original Taoist temple. One thing cannot be changed, that is, the Taoist temple cannot be demolished or moved.
Otherwise, once the seal is broken, darkness will descend on the world, and that terrifying existence will be born along with the ghost market...
Even after I built the White Mist Temple, I didn't dare to make any changes to the original foundation of the Taoist Temple, for fear that it would really damage the seal.
Because of the existence of this seal, I traveled outside for a long time, hoping to find a way to strengthen the seal.
Unfortunately, there has been no progress in this regard for so many years, and no one even wants to believe in the seal I mentioned.
This time, Baiwu Mountain was going to be developed. I got the news and hurried back because I was afraid that Baiwu Temple would be affected by this development project.
Unexpectedly, I tried my best to prevent them from demolishing the Baiwu Temple, but these people made a false move and left me on their territory, while the other side started directly to demolish the Baiwu Temple.
When I came back, Baiwu Temple had been demolished, and then strange things began to happen throughout Linjun. The gloomy air filled the air, and Linjun was completely in chaos..."
Taoist Priest Qingyun said that such a result was something he did not expect.
After listening to Taoist Priest Qingyun's explanation, the fat man looked at the other people, "It can be seen from the information given by the Taoist Priest that the director's conjecture is correct. There is a ghost market sealed under the White Mist Temple.
Looking at it now, that black hole is the entrance to the ghost market. "
"We have to go down to the ghost market to find out the truth of the matter and find a way to solve it!"
You definitely have to go into the ghost market, but the situation below is unknown, so you have to think carefully about how to enter.
"Are you just going to go to the ghost market like this?"
Taoist priest Qingyun also heard the decision of Fatty and the others. He knew that these people were going down, but seeing the high-spirited looks of Fatty and the others, Taoist priest Qingyun thought of another problem.
"Taoist Priest, what do you mean by this? If we don't go on like this, how else can we go on?"
There is only one entrance to the passage. It seems that they have no other choice, right?
"No, since your director has already guessed that there is a ghost market down here, hasn't he told you more detailed information about the ghost market?"
Seeing how each of them, as newborn calves, were not afraid of tigers, Taoist Priest Qingyun doubted whether they had ever understood the ghost market.
"Isn't it just a place where a bunch of ghosts live? What else could be wrong?"
Ma Xiaoling said this subconsciously.
“If you say so, there’s actually nothing wrong with it.
However, this ghost market is different.
There is a very powerful guy who built this ghost market.
This ghost city is exactly the same as the real city. The ghosts living in this ghost city are different from ordinary ghosts because of the existence of Baiwu Mountain, a very gloomy place. Those who have entities will also trade with each other in daily life to exchange for the materials they need for cultivation.
You must know that the ghosts who gather in the ghost market are unable to cross the underworld and reincarnate because they have a lot of resentment or suffered violent deaths. With the nourishment of Yin Qi, they can easily practice cultivation.
According to legend, anyone who wants to enter the ghost market needs to disguise themselves. Even those powerful monks in ancient times also need to disguise themselves.
Many of the things circulating in the ghost market are rare resources that outside monks want to obtain. These monks enter the ghost market to trade with ghosts, and they cannot reveal their identities. They can disguise themselves and blend in with the ghosts to trade.
Zishi enters the ghost market, and Chenshi must leave the ghost market.
In ancient times, many powerful people frequently visited the ghost market. On the one hand, they sought information from the ghost market, and on the other hand, they also conducted resource replacement transactions.
Even more powerful people will use some unconventional and extreme methods to raise some imps and send these imps into the ghost market to act as their spies.
Such a kid is, to a greater extent, equivalent to the eyes of those people in the ghost market, and they can learn about the news in the ghost market at any time..."
Regarding the ghost market under Baiwu Mountain, because the thing that built the ghost market is very powerful, these rules are even more stringent.
Of course, since the Ghost Market was sealed, the information about the Ghost Market was also lost in the torrent of history, and no one has ever heard of it again.
After listening to Taoist Priest Qingyun's words, Fatty and the others felt palpitations. Fortunately, they met Taoist Priest Qingyun and learned about the history of the ghost market.
Otherwise, they will never know such historical events. This news is very important for their next actions!
After all, who would have thought that the ghosts in the ghost market actually have physical entities?
"In this case, if we want to enter the ghost market, we have to dress up as ghosts first.
The problem is that we are all living people. Putting out the two fires on our shoulders and making the yang energy so weak that it is covered by the yin energy can only ensure that we are not discovered by ordinary little ghosts. But the really powerful ghosts can naturally be distinguished. We are humans and ghosts..."
This problem is very real, and for a while, the fat man has no solution.
Several other people also couldn't find any clues. After all, it's unrealistic for a living person to completely turn into a ghost. You can't really die once, right?
"Captain, actually, I saw a method in the ancient books of Wudang, which is a way to enter the ghost market and dress yourself up!"
Wang Xiaodao looked troubled. He only remembered things that he had forgotten long ago after trying very hard to recall.
“In ancient times, most people who entered the ghost market dressed up as ghost cultivators.
At that time, ghost cultivation was also a form of cultivation, but it was regarded as an alien and ostracized by the entire martial arts world.
More ghost cultivators have completely transformed themselves into neither humans nor ghosts, and their methods of cultivation are even more cruel.
There is absolutely no yang energy in the ghost cultivator's body, and he is completely riddled with yin energy and ghost energy. It can be said that only by dressing up as a ghost cultivator and entering the ghost market can he not be discovered by those ghosts! "
"Xiaodao, you've already said this, and if you don't hurry up and tell me how to act as a ghost cultivator, we really can't waste any more time!"
Seeing that Wang Xiaodao had a somewhat embarrassed look on his face and hesitated to continue speaking, Ma Xiaoling opened his mouth to urge him.
"Just, really..."
Wang Xiaodao really couldn't say anything.
"What is it really? Don't you dare to hesitate? Just say it clearly if you have anything to say!"
After taking a deep look at Fatty and the others, Wang Xiaodao took another deep breath and said, "We don't have time to do the method I know.
It would take seven days to prepare before you can successfully dress up as a ghost cultivator! "
"I'm talking nonsense, are you really talking nonsense? In seven days, not to mention solving the problem, even a plate of day lilies will be completely cold!"
The fat man couldn't help it anymore and patted Wang Xiaodao on the shoulder to tease him.
What they lack most now is time.
"However, do you think these seven days can really turn a living person into a ghost cultivator who can't be identified by ghosts?"
After all, there is a clear line between the living and the dead, and it’s not like he really turned into a ghost cultivator and just pretended to be one. How could he pretend to be so?
Wang Xiaodao tried hard to recall the ancient books he had read, "Since this method has been recorded, someone must have successfully done it.
It says on it that if you want to become a ghost cultivator, the first step is to cut off the vitality.
To put it simply, cutting off vitality means getting rid of yang energy.
After all, the best way to identify a living person is Yang Qi. Once Yang Qi is lost, people will naturally die.
Find a coffin, lie in it while holding your breath, then bury the coffin in the ground and wait for seven days.
During these seven days, the normal funeral ceremony needs to be completed, starting with crying, mourning, burning paper, and erecting a monument. The middle process is indispensable.
After the seven days have passed and the person is buried in the ground, the yang energy of the person lying in the coffin is in a hidden state, and the whole person has reached a state of half life and half death.
However, this method is also very dangerous. There must be someone watching outside at all times. When the seven days are up and there is a heavy knocking sound from inside the coffin, the person must be dug out as soon as possible.
Of course, this method will sometimes fail, that is, if a person who enters the coffin to hold his breath does not persist for seven days, he will really turn into a corpse and cannot live again! "
Hearing this, Fatty and the others took a breath of cold air almost unconsciously.
"This method is really cruel to yourself. If you don't get it right, your life will be ruined. The person who came up with this method is awesome!"
(End of chapter)
