Yinshan ghost spring, Yinshan ghost spring.
A quiet and peaceful place in the shadow of the mountains. There is a spring at the foot of Yinshan Mountain. Cold water flows out all year round, which has the effect of warming and nourishing the soul, so it is called Ghost Spring.
The ancient tomb clan has a special physique and tends to be dark. They have settled in Guiquan, Yinshan Mountain for several decades, and their population has gradually grown.
An expert from the clan was curious about the origin of the ghost spring and wanted to find out where the water of the ghost spring came from. He entered the ghost spring and reached the depths when he was surprised to see a water curtain dividing the two boundaries. If you pause for a long time and take a closer look, you will suddenly feel the cold ghost spring washing over you. Your soul will instantly vibrate and separate from your body, falling into the water curtain.
In a daze, I don't know what year, and I don't know where I am. I have abandoned my body and my soul has reached a mysterious realm.
It is connected with Santu Water on the top and Cold Ghost Spring on the bottom. It is full of divine beauty and opens up the mysterious world.
Ghosts transit and stay here, and talented people gather to create a prosperous and strange place.
Before the master could take a closer look, a powerful force suddenly struck him and pushed him away from this world.
A voice said: "If you are still alive, entering this world will damage your life span, so leave quickly."
After repelling the unexpected entrants, the man in the dark said again: "This passage leading to other realms, well... since it is created by nature and created by heaven and earth, there must be a reason for its existence. To destroy it rashly is against God's will. That's all, let's do it again. Reinforce the seal to keep out unexpected visitors.”
The Tomb Clan master left the mysterious realm and his soul returned to its original state. He immediately felt cold and extremely weak. He was first washed by the ghost spring water, and then entered the mysterious realm. Although the time was short, he eventually lost his life and destiny.
Since returning to the clan, this master fell seriously ill and passed away in just three years. He only left a few words in the clan's classics to record his experiences in the mysterious realm.
The Flying Coffin Clan has a similar physique to the Tomb Clan, and almost everyone has a coffin. This clan searches for dark and secluded places, nourishing coffins and coffins with the atmosphere of darkness, and then using coffins and coffins to nourish people.
A few years ago, the Flying Coffin Clan came to this place and took a fancy to the ghost spring in Yinshan Mountain. They wanted to kill all the Ancient Tomb Clan and monopolize it.
Since then, the feud between the two clans has been going on for several years, and each has suffered injuries. However, the Tomb clan is relatively weak and has suffered greater casualties. Today, it is at the point of life and death.
Tonight, the dispute between the two clans broke out again. The Flying Coffin clan used all their strength to attack in groups. The Tomb clan tried hard to resist, but suffered heavy casualties.
The lady of the Ancient Tomb Clan, Youxiang Xiangwuji, couldn't bear it in the dark night. She prayed to heaven, but the sky didn't answer. However, she saw dark clouds blocking the light and covering the moon, and thousands of ghosts wailing to visit her.
In the desolation of heaven and earth, I was shocked to see a person who could control thousands of ghosts descend from the sky and land next to Xiangwuji, the female maid.
It was Yama, the dead ghost of the harp. He was standing there with his flags and staff, and all the ghosts suddenly stirred up and attacked the people in the field.
All ghosts, regardless of race, will eat people when they meet them, and they can eat half of the people in the place in a short time.
The leader of the flying coffin tribe said urgently: "Hurry and avoid the coffin, and retreat quickly."
Everyone in the Flying Coffin Clan hurriedly hid in their coffins and left quickly.
Another leader of the Ancient Tomb Clan, Zi Ye, said: "Quickly retreat, hurry to Yinshan Ghost Spring, and activate the formation."
For several decades, the masters of the Ancient Tomb Clan have deployed many formations near the Ghost Spring in Yinshan Mountain as a last resort for the clan.
All the clansmen quickly retreated to the Ghost Spring of Yinshan Mountain and activated the formation, so that all the ghosts wandering outside the formation would not be able to enter.
Ziye repelled the attacking ghosts and rushed to Si Nu's place. He protected her behind him and asked, "Who are you?"
"Giggle..." There was a gloomy laugh, and Gui Yanluo ignored the visitor and said: "Little girl, I saved you, it's time for you to fulfill your oath."
Xiangwu Ji pushed Zi Ye away and said with tears in her eyes: "Sir, you just defeated the Flying Coffin Clan, why did you kill my people?"
"Although God has the virtue of promoting life, Yama has the evil intention of driving away death. My name is Yama, the ghost. In this life, I can only kill but not save. My patience is limited, do you want to break your oath?"
Xiangwu Ji bowed and said, "I don't dare, but the Flying Coffin Tribe will attack at any time, and our people are unable to resist. Please help me, sir. Xiangwu Ji Wei will follow your orders."
"I have ten thousand ghosts all over the Yin Mountains. If you help me get rid of a great enemy, I will protect your family's life and death."
The ghost Yama waved his banner and herding staff again, and settled down deeply. Upon hearing this, all the ghosts moved and hid in the Yin Mountain.
"Let's go." He swept away the Xiangwu Ji, turned into a dark cloud and left, disappearing from the sky.
Zi Ye didn't dare to stop him, and he couldn't stop him either.
After the people left, the dark clouds dispersed, and under the moonlight, I saw a land full of life and death, and devastation.
Zi Ye frowned and said: "Damn it, it's my incompetence. The clan members suffered heavy casualties. Even Si Nu was kidnapped for saving the clan members. Where is the future of my ancient tomb clan? Where is it?"
Let's talk about the ghost Yama, who plundered the Xiangwu Ji and crossed the sky to the ruins of a deep valley.
This place has been abandoned for hundreds of years, with snakes and insects running rampant and overgrown weeds.
It is the all-seeing ghost cave of the ghost Yama.
In the past, the ghost Yama fought against Yang Shanshui here, but was defeated by one move. This place was also destroyed by the blue thunder, and all ghosts were wiped out.
To this day, there are still weak thunder and lightning roaming in the earth's atmosphere here, and evil spirits are being warded off.
As soon as he stamped his feet, ghost energy poured out, snakes and insects disappeared, weeds disappeared, and thunder and lightning in the earth's energy disappeared.
In an instant, ghost energy once again filled the earth's energy, turning everything into a ghost cave.
After sweeping a platform, the ghost Yama walked up and said: "I have a Rakshasa ghost dance, which is matched with my Yama's death song, and its power is doubled. I want you to learn the Rakshasa ghost dance and cooperate with me to eliminate an old enemy." By then, your whole family will be fine."
Xiangwu Ji bowed and said, "I hope you will keep your word, sir."
"Of course, pay attention and watch my Rakshasa ghost dance."
Ghost Yama's feet are asynchronous, his hands are dancing, and the ghost energy is flowing. A dance that spreads across the Rakshasa Sea in hell, and a dance that is different from the human world, slowly appears in front of Xiangwuji.
As he danced, he said: "The Rakshasa ghost dance, the first word is ghost. Ghost means death and evil; the same word means ghost, which means treacherous..."
The ghosts and Yamas came one after another, the dance ended, and the words stopped.
"Is there anything you don't understand?"
Xiangwu Ji nodded and explained in detail what she didn't understand one by one. After spending three days, she finally got started.
"You should practice this dance diligently. I am going out on business and will come back in three months. If you are not able to master it proficiently, I don't mind replacing you with someone else."
The life and death of a clan is in her own hands, Xiangwu Ji did not dare to neglect, and replied: "Yes, sir, please rest assured, Xiangwu Ji will live up to your sir."
Ghost Yama nodded, turned into a dark cloud and left, thinking: Look up at the mountains and rivers, wait until I arrange the arrangements properly, after three months, you will die.
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The disputes in the martial arts world persist through the years.
Cangya Xingke, who walks in the martial arts world with swords, stops fighting in the city, and stops fighting in the martial arts forest.
Before I knew it, it had been nearly three months.
As he was walking on the road, he saw a tea stall at the intersection. He went in to have a few drinks and take a rest.
In recent days, the battles between the cities have become more and more intense, gradually getting out of control and becoming uncontrollable.
There must be a conspiracy behind this.
It seems that I need to go to Xuanyuan Holy City to discuss with the Holy Aunt.
"Oh my, after walking for so long, I finally found a place to drink tea. I'm so thirsty."
Suddenly, a rough and wild voice came. Whoever looked for the reputation of the sword went out and saw a burly man with a beard on his face, wearing a strange Taoist robe with strange symbols engraved on it.
A ghost whip hangs from the waist, and a soul-repelling rope is tied to the arm. Press a talisman with your fingers and ring the bell three times.
Behind him was a little Taoist boy, pink and tender. On the Taoist boy's shoulders stood a bird that he had never seen before, with thin white feathers covering its body and colorful feathers behind its tail, which was very beautiful and pleasing to the eye.
The Taoist boy said: "Handsome Master, do you have money for tea?"
"What, what, what? We have no money?"
"When did we ever have money?"
The big man frowned and said: "I have been hanging around in the ghost world. I have millions of ghost money that I can't spend. I'm annoyed... If I have it, I can use this bird to make some money."
"Using Niyu to make money again, Master, you are at the end of your rope."
The Taoist boy touched the bird's neon feathers and said, "Good Yu'er, I'm going to have to work hard for you again this time."
"Ni..."
The neon feathers spread their wings and fly in the air, chirping loudly, like a song, like a tune, like a sound like a rhythm.
People coming and going at the tea stall stopped and felt relaxed after hearing it. Their worries were gone and they couldn't help but feel happy. They closed their eyes and listened carefully, just like the sound of nature.
Endless aftertaste.
The big man held the round plate and said: "Thank you, thank you. Those who have money will support you, and those who have no money will cheer you. I wish you good fortune in this life and good fortune in the next life."
Most of the people who came and went invested money, and everyone also invested some swords.
"Enough, enough, drink tea, drink tea."
The big man, the Taoist boy, and Niao Er entered the tea stall, ordered three pots, and started drinking heavily.
"I'm thirsty on the trail. Master, let's not go to the desert next time. We'll suffer."
"Okay, okay, you have the final say."
After drinking tea, the Taoist boy looked around and saw someone with a sword, handsome and handsome, and whispered: "Master, Master, there is a handsome man, how is he better than you?"
The big man looked at him, nodded and said quietly: "Yeah, yeah, he's really handsome. I'm still a little behind. I feel inferior to him. I'm ashamed, ashamed."
Just a little worse?
Moreover, if you don’t know how to whisper, don’t say it, the whole tea stall will hear it.
The Taoist boy said nothing, forget it, it was rare for the master to admit that someone was more handsome than him and not hit him.
At this time, three Taoist priests came from a distance. They passed by the tea stall and saw a Taoist priest inside. They took out a painting and asked, "Dear friends, have you seen the people in the painting?"
The big man looked at the person in the painting carefully, nodding his head from time to time, "Looks so familiar, a bit handsome, but it's a pity, he's too far behind me."
The Taoist boy said: "What! Master, have you forgotten who he is? Your old enemy in this life comes from the same sect, and you are punished by Taoist ghosts!"
The big man patted his head, realized what was happening, and said: "Most of the soul has not returned, and the memory has gone wrong. My little fellow Taoist, what happened to the Taoist ghost?"
To put it simply, the Taoist priest made the big man sigh.
"Sad, sad, sad, Tao ghost, Tao ghost, do you regret that you should have listened to me and should not have interacted with people? People like us are only suitable to hang out in the ghost world."
The Taoist priest asked: "What is the name of my friend?"
"My single name is Kui, I call myself Heavenly Master. I have been wandering around the world all year round. I don't want to deal with strangers like you. It will be troublesome. I say goodbye. Disciple, please leave quickly."
Tianshi Kui picked up the Taoist boy and left, while whispering: "Disciple, remember the lessons of Taoist ghosts and avoid dealing with strangers, otherwise you will be in danger of catastrophe."
"Yes, yes, I will write it down in the sect rules of our Celestial Master lineage. Master, what is the realm?"
"When people die, they become ghosts, and when ghosts die, they become ghosts. That is the realm after ghost death. I have laid a huge foundation there, and it is just waiting for you to inherit it."
"how to get to?"
"You can go if you die, you have to die twice."
"...I don't want to die yet!"
