A woman's voice came from the miasma: "Please be noble and spare their lives."
Bai Jun paused and said, "Are you this peach blossom miasma and the spirit-opening demon?"
"Yes, that's right."
"They have done so many evil things, why should we spare their lives?" Bai Jun asked.
"They are also a group of poor people. They have lived for hundreds of years and were sacrificed by the former mountain gods. They have become neither monsters nor humans. They can only rely on cannibalism to survive."
Bai Jun sighed after hearing this: "Although they can live, are these human lives of white bones deserved?"
The woman's voice was stuck, "I have been practicing hard in the mountains for thousands of years. Only with them accompanying me can I not die in this loneliness."
Bai Jun said lightly: "Now that you have opened your spiritual wisdom and manifested as a demon, you should have the heart to practice Taoism. Loneliness and solitude are the constant state of Taoism.
If you really feel that the deep mountains are unbearable, then it is better to achieve enlightenment as soon as possible and walk in the world. "
After Bai Jun finished speaking, he waved his Nine Vine Whip to drain the flesh and blood of the six half-demon, leaving only their white bones.
The peach blossom miasma in the mountains has finally dissipated.
It is no match for Bai Jun. No matter how good the principles and order are, strength is the deciding factor in everything.
Without strength, Bai Jun would just lie piled up in the valley like the white bones below.
Looking at the white bones, he had some thoughts in his mind.
These bones have been piled up for hundreds of years and have become a place where yin gathers. Many of the bones are as shiny as jade and can be regarded as yin spiritual materials.
Anyway, it has been hundreds of years, and the dead should have been reincarnated for a few more lives. It is better to put them to waste, otherwise if they are thrown here, they may be used by evil cultivators with evil intentions.
Bai Jun thought for a while, took out the bone fragments, and found an evil method inside, called the White Bone Ghost King, which used the bones of dead people to sacrifice, and the bones of hundreds of people became soldiers, the bones of thousands of people became generals, and the bones of ten thousand people became kings.
Use blood to worship for seventy-seven and forty-nine days. With the help of Taiyin energy and the condensation of Yin evil spirits in the earth veins, you can become a white-bone ghost king.
Although it looks a little bloody, it is an out-and-out evil method.
But it’s not too much for monsters to practice evil magic, right?
Bai Yan recited the incantation silently, and strands of mana were scattered on the bones. The sound of "creak~" was heard endlessly, and countless bones began to tremble.
…
At the same time, while Bai Jin was worshiping the White Bone Ghost King, far away at the foot of Huishan Mountain in Qinan Prefecture, rows of men in white were standing with solemn faces and extraordinary momentum.
Today, the mountain temple is closed and no visitors are seen. There is not a single pilgrim on the usually bustling mountain road.
The drizzle in late spring is continuous, the gloomy sky is heavy, there is no thunder, only the breeze and rain, the endless green mountains in the distance stand quietly, like a huge beast watching in the rain.
One by one, the men in white came respectfully from the foot of the mountain, knelt down, bowed, stood up again, and prayed: "The unfilial disciple has returned to apologize! I respectfully ask Liu Zu to punish me!"
Each and every big figure who was once a powerful figure in the hearts of the people of Tianzhu Kingdom bowed respectfully and devoutly every three steps, and kowtowed every nine steps while walking up the mountain.
On the long mountain road, some people walk fast and some walk slowly, which continues until the main entrance of the mountain temple. There is an incense burner. Wang Yuansheng, the head of Liumen, is sitting on a futon with his eyes closed and concentrating. There is a faint green smoke. Rising from the furnace, slowly floating towards the sky.
His son and disciples stood on both sides, holding incense sticks in their hands.
As time passed, someone finally arrived in front of the mountain temple, came to the incense burner and bowed to Wang Yuansheng: "Greetings to the leader."
Wang Yuansheng opened his eyes, nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
Beside him, his son Wang Weichuan stepped forward and said without humility: "Uncle, please offer incense!"
The first disciple who arrived took the incense and said with tears in his eyes: "Disciple is unfilial and has failed to live up to Liu Zu's trust."
He put the incense in the incense burner, which was placed in the rain. He did not dare to look at the incense, so he could only prostrate himself in front of the incense burner and refused to get up.
Wang Yuansheng looked at the incense still burning in the rain and said with a smile: "Get up, Liu Zu never blamed you."
The man said happily: "Thank you so much, Liu Zu, for your mercy!"
On the mountain road, many people were lazy and walked very slowly, or they just got up and walked up the mountain when they saw no one around.
Zhao Yu raised his head and deliberately let the rain wet his face. Then he saw no one around and walked up the mountainside. He bowed and kowtowed three times until he was in front of the temple gate. He smiled and said hello to the head of the temple.
Wang Yuansheng just nodded, and his disciple Wang Weihe stepped forward and asked him to offer incense.
Zhao Yu pretended to wipe the rain off his face as tears, lit incense and inserted it into the incense burner. Unexpectedly, the three incense sticks were extinguished in an instant, and a breeze blew past his waist and broke.
His expression changed, and he asked worriedly: "Master Zhang, this..."
Wang Yuansheng sighed: "Your lineage will never have a public presence again. Enjoy your wealth and honor in this life."
When Zhao Yu heard this, he was shocked and turned pale. He bowed in front of the temple and said, "Ancestor Liu, I realize that I was wrong. I beg you to be merciful and forgive me this time!"
In the rain, no matter how hard he struggled, the broken incense would never rekindle.
While he was still crying, an old man walked up slowly and went straight to the incense burner without bowing or kowtowing. He glanced at Zhao Yu, who was still crying, shook his head, and then said hello to the headmaster.
Wang Yuansheng smiled and nodded, and Wang Weihe presented the incense again.
In the rain, three sticks of incense were burning, and green smoke curled up into the sky.
Zhao Yu saw this scene and said in disbelief: "Why can someone from the Yannan lineage not worship or kneel? He hasn't been expelled from the hall yet?"
Wang Yuansheng said: "Liu Ancestor values the heart. Bowing three times and kowtowing nine times is just something you do according to your heart. It doesn't mean you are respectful to God if you just worship. It doesn't mean you are disrespectful if you don't worship."
The Yannan lineage would come back every three years to worship the old Tangtang, and even assigned disciples to take care of other Tangtangs. Whether they were sincere or not, they could deceive people's hearts, but they could not hide it from the discernment of the gods. "
More than a hundred disciples went to the mountain to worship their ancestors, but in the end only about 40 people stayed and went to the temple to worship the statue of Liu Ancestor.
The remaining halls that have not entered the temple will gradually lose their magical power over a few years, and the sacred snakes they offer will also leave.
It was also this year that Liu Xian, Chu Ma Xian, Tangkou, Liu Xianhui, and with the blessing of various beliefs and customs, there was an additional sect in the world called Liu Jiao.
There is a bishop at the head of the church, three high priests, twelve divine envoys, and hundreds of congregations.
The main god believed in the religion is the God of Nanhua Mountain, also known as the Emperor of Mountain, who is responsible for controlling the good and evil in the world and discerning the suffering in the world.
The doctrine is the symbiosis of nature and goodness, and the coexistence of all spirits. It preaches that people in the world can coexist in harmony with nature, and if they believe in nature, they can be protected and blessed by the divine power of all spirits.
Bai Jun's divine title has been raised again and again. Regardless of whether he has such great ability to control good and evil in the world, the name of Emperor Feishan has been spread far and wide.
(End of chapter)
