Luo Luo Xian has never suffered such a big defeat. His body was destroyed, and the other party was also Huang Ting, but he was killed as soon as he met him!
His soul escaped into a mountain temple. At this time, the Tutu Lord was eating tribute in the mountain temple. Suddenly a strong wind blew. All the fruits and vegetables in front of the Tutu Lord disappeared, but his true body was still missing from the clay sculptures in the temple. It was beaten out of the body!
The fallen immortal turned into a gust of wind and took out some fruits and vegetables from the land master. He also took away the person's offering. A voice came from far away between heaven and earth:
"Old man from the land, let me lend you a clay body!"
The land man chased him to the door, jumping up and down and cursing.
What kind of ghost dares to go to the Tutu Temple to grab food? This is a big deal!
The Luo Po Immortal swept away the statue of Lord Tutu, and then moved to a mountain gate temple. After landing, he possessed himself and went in. In an instant, the body of the clay sculpture could move like a living person, but it could not be splashed with water. It would be damaged by fire, metal, and cuts. Not allowed in this body.
Xuanmiao Temple is the place where the Quanzhen Taoist sect in Gusu flourishes. Compared with the declining ancestral court in the north, the incense here is still strong.
"Which mountain and which land are you the earth god of?"
Some disciples in the Taoist temple came out to greet him. When they saw the clay statue landing here, they came to question him.
Luo Luo Xian suddenly glared, and the body of the clay sculpture was filled with anger:
"You little babies don't recognize me!"
The disciples were suddenly startled: "Luo, Luo Luo Master!"
"Luolu Luoluo! I call myself Luolu Immortal, but your uncle, I am really down and out today!"
The clay sculpture god flew into the Xuanmiao Guanzheng Palace and settled in the Miluo Pavilion. This palace was built during the Yingzong period of the Ming Dynasty.
The cornices are upturned, towering into the sky, and the statues are worshiped. The upper level is the Lord of the Ten Thousand Emperors, with twenty-eight stars worshiped on the left and right; the bottom floor is the Lord of the Ten Thousand Earths, with the sixty Jiazi gods on the left and right. The red light in the palace soars into the sky, dazzling incomparably.
This palace is in the realm of the earth and cannot be seen by mortals.
At this time, many Taoists were giving lectures. When they saw the clay statue gods coming in, the top mage didn't even speak the scriptures. He suddenly laughed and pointed at the clay statues of gods that came through the door: "Lost Immortal, why did you change your home again?" What does it look like?”
When the people around learned that this clay statue god was actually Luo Po Xian, they burst into laughter. An elder said: "Luo Po Xian, you must be harassing those talented men and beauties again. Others are men and women who are a perfect match for each other. You are unkempt and unclean, although you are a good person." Gao, but with their naked eyes, who would follow you to the mountains to practice cultivation!"
"Although immortality is good, it is true that he is not a womanizer. He is a true monk and has no worries. You want to break up those mandarin ducks. This is something that is detrimental to morality. It is better to do it less!"
Luo Luo Xian immediately jumped to his feet: "I haven't harassed those people today... No, the harassment hasn't been successful yet!"
"My body was destroyed, so I borrowed the clay sculpture from the landlord..."
"Borrowing, isn't your borrowing just a robbery? You go again..."
Before the Taoist in the center of the palace finished speaking, green vegetable leaves fell out from behind the clay statue god.
"We're going to steal the land lord's food again!"
Luo Luo Xian threw the vegetable leaves into the clay sculpture's mouth and ate it, and angrily told everyone what happened today.
The whole story, this and that, this and that!
"I am also Huang Ting, and that Zaoyi Taoist is also Huang Ting. He has rebuilt his body, but I was destroyed by him as soon as he met me! He said that he was the master of Dao Lu Division and the person in charge of Taoism in the world. I Why haven’t I heard of this official position! Does the Daolu Division originally have an owner? Wasn’t it always managed by Zhang Tianshi in the past?"
"And when did the imperial eagle dogs become so powerful! Those divine generals who guard one side have advanced cultivation. I can still understand it. After all, they are local bullies. This imperial Daolu division came from Shuntian, right? The Ming Dynasty has become increasingly weak in recent years. Apart from the scenes of Zhang Tianshi’s suppression and the Ming court’s Shuntian divine generals, where are the Huang Ting realm figures!”
"I couldn't defeat him, and I was so frustrated that I begged my senior brother to make the decision for me! He also said that he would spare my life, and after reshaping my body, I could go to the local Taoist priest to register my name! I was born as a Sanren, so how could I be left in the imperial books? Leaving my real name behind in the world of mortals will stain my soul!"
Luo Po Immortal hoped that some Taoist preaching would find a place for him, and the Taoist's eyes narrowed and he said to Luo Po Immortal:
"He wore soap clothes, took a boat, and came from the north. He is young and promising, and his body has been rebuilt?"
Luo Luo Xian responded quickly: "Yes, this kid should still be on the canal now! I will take my senior brother to fight him!"
"No!"
The Taoist waved his hand and looked at Luo Luo Xian: "Luo Luo Luo, this time you have met a big shot."
"Zen Master Huang Tianjiao Tiger Eye, this is a big evil demon!"
After saying that, he told Luopo Xian about what happened recently. Luopo Xian's eyes widened: "Is it true or not?"
"Tiger Eye Zen Master killed several great monks? His daughter burned down the Forbidden City?! Oh my God, he is crazy! This is not how the Ming Dynasty's palace enters and exits. No master is real, but the national prestige is not fake. , how did she get burned!"
"It is said that it was achieved by exploiting a loophole and taking advantage of a special divine position. It cannot be copied."
The Taoist sat up straight: "Qiu Hong, the founder of the Quanzhen Ancestral Court, has died. This matter has caused a great stir. Now that Zen Master Huyan has come to our territory, we cannot let him go."
"But he has a trick that ignores the body's defense and directly kills people. Any magic weapon or spell that protects the body seems to be ineffective. In the wish of the founder of the mountain, the horror of this trick was recorded. Two decent people Daoist fellows in the Yuanshen Realm were crushed to death by this move without a sound."
"Of course, although the technique is powerful, the good thing is that it cannot be used instantly. During this period, the key is to win with one strike and lock his soul, preventing him from casting spells."
The clay sculpture of the fallen immortal rolled his eyes and said to the Taoist: "There is a way. There are still a few people around him. I will go and catch the scholar and the little fox fairy. He will definitely come straight to my Xuanmiao Temple. When the time comes, please enter the urn, catch the turtle in the urn, and close the door. Beating the dog..."
The Taoist frowned: "We are from a well-known and upright sect. You can arrest someone at will and force him here. Zen Master Tiger Eye is not a kind person, but one of the great evil spirits in the world. Aren't you afraid that he will go on a killing spree?"
"I don't know his details at all, and it's even more undesirable to bring him in rashly. You are not allowed to arrest him. I will go meet him in person and test his background. It seems that he is not afraid of Huang Tingjing... ..”
"I, the Quanzhen Taoist, have a barely enough incense in the whole south. I'm going to ask a few of my fellow Taoists, not in the name of Nanyangzi, but in the name of Xuanmiao Temple, to mobilize the Quanzhen sects in the south and go together. Block him, keep an eye on him for me, see where he is going, and let me know at any time!"
The man flew out, used an escape technique, and disappeared in an instant.
The Lost Immortal scratched his head and scratched his head, and said, "This is such a good escape technique. It comes and goes in an instant without a trace, but you won't let me learn it. How stingy!"
However, just as he was laughing, he turned around and found that there was another person in the world.
The majestic and brilliant red light shone down, and the body of the man in the coir raincoat was particularly strange.
The Taoist priests in the palace all noticed the appearance of this person and asked in surprise: "Who are you and how did you get in?"
People who are not members of the Mysterious View, or people who have not been invited, cannot enter here.
The man in coir raincoat's eyes moved quickly, but he only had one eye. A laugh came out of his withered mouth: "I am your ancestor..."
"How can a poor man wear a coir raincoat?"
He Liyi, the founder of Xuanmiao Temple, and other Taoists stood up in surprise, but the next moment...
The eyes of Luo Luo Xian's clay sculpture widened!
"He is not a living person! No, he is a corpse!"
"Who dares to steal the ancestor's body!"
Immediately some Taoists around started shouting!
"quack!"
The corpse of this "ancestral master" suddenly opened his mouth. With just one click, the soul of a person with low cultivation level immediately left the body, was pulled away and died!
.....
It was night in Gusu. After staying here for a few days, Ji Xiang felt that the down-and-out immortal would come back, so he promised Feng Menglong to protect him here for a few days. When everything was sorted out, everyone would go their separate ways.
Ji Xiang was going to go directly to the other party's home base.
Feng Menglong couldn't help but say: "Taoist Priest, are you going to carry a cannon to find trouble for him?"
Ji Xiang: "Don't worry, Pindao never kills innocent people indiscriminately. He kills all those who deserve to be killed! If he resists, he is a devil. If he doesn't resist, he is a determined devil..."
It's a pity that this old pervert is always here and there, and even after asking around, he couldn't find a specific address.
Feng Menglong wanted Ji Xiang to stay, fearing that the old pervert would come back for revenge, and asked Ji Xiang to live near the brothel. At that time, the woman named Feng Menglong had a very good relationship with him, and she thanked Ji Xiang like a sister-in-law, thanking Ji Xiang for helping him during the day. move.
Ji Xiang also needs Feng Menglong's works to help him accumulate wishes, so of course he agrees. After all, it is completely possible to make friends with a righteous future Confucian saint. This friend has great potential and is helpful to him, so he will not fail to protect him. His reasons.
There is a curfew in Shuntian, but not in the south. In fact, the curfew was abolished in the late Ming Dynasty. Except for the important town of Jiubian and Shuntian Mansion, not many other places still have curfews.
At night, the place of brothels in Gusu is still bustling with people. Talented people, beauties, and famous opera actors bring joy and enjoyment to the world in this ancient city.
But under night, it is also a time when ghosts are rampant. Some ghosts enter the city where living people live and live with living people. This kind of ghost is called "living ghost". They have no magic power and never harm people. They will also engage in various activities. For some basic work, some ghosts even crowd into temples, living by chopping wood for charcoal, and they can also warm themselves by the fire.
Ji Xiang saw that many living ghosts were working in the city. At least half of the merchants and one-third of the buyers in the so-called night market were these ghosts.
Living ghosts, it is said in the classics of the Southern Song Dynasty that as long as their ghost bodies are not exposed, they will not disappear or die. Instead, they will be like living people and will not even know that they are actually dead.
"It is said that in Lin'an City during the Song Dynasty, one-tenth of the population were ghosts."
The girls in the brothel cannot come out, but the sound of the strings can spread far along the streets. The ladies are usually followed by attendants, and people in the world are also seen everywhere at night. In some places, revenge fights have occurred.
However, when Ji Xiang turned around, many people or ghosts turned their heads slightly. Their faces were normal, but one of their eyes always gradually protruded, and then turned around. , staring at Ji Xiang.
"Ji Xiang... wherever you go, it will turn into a realm of darkness and demons."
"Wanshou Immortal Palace will never forget you."
"Tonight is when you will be buried."
Many people murmured to themselves and rolled their eyes. When Ji Xiang turned around, everything returned to normal.
...
When Nanyangzi returned to Xuanmiao Temple.
Everything was as usual. The Taoists around him were slightly swollen, and they were facing him and saluting him respectfully.
After Nan Yangzi entered the palace, the teeth of the Taoists outside began to become sharp, and their faces were filled with a ghostly aura.
