Holy Bone

Chapter 1513 Qing Xi’s life and death crisis

Little underworld.

Taoist Huangting interior location.

It has been several days since Jin'an and the others arrived at Tubo Temple.

The sudden movement in Tubo Temple that day quickly disappeared, attracting the attention of several forces.

Everyone thought that something bad was going to happen to Tubo Temple or the Taoist Huangting interior location, so they waited in Tubo Temple for a few more days.

During this period, Tubok Temple had been calm, and no accidents had occurred, except for a brief movement that day.

Everyone who was eager to return home did not want to wait any longer, so they decided to start their journey again and return to the earth to rest first.

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However, before leaving the underworld, Jin An had one more important thing to deal with first, which was to save the skin of the ancestor of the corpse-carrying village.

The Yellow Spring River in the Little Underworld, the Yinshui River with hundreds of thousands of corpses floating on it.

The ancestor of the corpse-carrying village stood by the river and watched as the coffin cart carrying the bronze coffin was pulled by a headless pottery horse and slowly sank under the Yellow Spring until it disappeared. He visualized the Four Saints of the North Pole, True Lord Tianpeng, He lifted his body, lifted off the ground, and flew deeper into the broad Huangquan River.

The others wanted to follow, but were turned back and stared at by the Four Saints of the Arctic, Tianpeng Zhenjun. Faced with the glare of the Four Saints of the Arctic, Tianpeng Zhenjun, with a majestic look, Taoist Zhanmu and others stopped and did not continue to follow.

Several people in the Tianshi Mansion refused to give up and wanted to continue to follow them, but they were beaten back by the Canopy Curse and Canopy Talisman magical power of the Four Saints of the North Pole.

The surface of the Huangquan River was filled with mist. When everyone returned to the bank of Huangquan, they found that two people were missing, one was Zhenren Qingxi, and the other was "Jin'an".

"Is it possible that Master Qingxi is still following the Taoist master who possesses the skin of the ancestor of the corpse-carrying village in the mist on the river?" Taoist Zhanmu was surprised.

Taoist Qingfeng looked at the depths of the Huangquan River and was silent for a while before he said, "They are all safe."

Taoist Zhanmu nodded and said in deep thought: "Then wait a little longer and let's all return to the earth together."

Naturally, no one objected to this proposal.

Over at the Tianshi Mansion, when it was discovered that Qing Xi and Jin An had not withdrawn yet, and were still following the ancestors of the Corpse Village in the depths of the underworld, the scheming Old Marquis and Old Prince Ling were deeply afraid that they would suffer a loss if they left early. So they all stayed and refused to leave.

This trip to Tianshi Mansion can be said to have caused heavy damage.

Many masters died, but no benefit was gained.

It would be a greater loss than losing his wife and losing his troops.

For them to return to the world in such disgrace and empty-handed, they must all be unwilling to do so. They are all worried that as soon as they leave, there will be new opportunities at Yujing Golden Tower.

"The relationship between Taoist Master Jin'an and my uncle grew up very quickly this time, and they became inseparable so quickly." Master Xuanlei said in a loud and upright voice while looking at the mist of Huangquan.

With such a loud voice, Master Xuan Lei could barely express the words "women sing and husbands follow suit".

Taoist Zhanmu and Taoist Qingfeng were in a good mood, and the elders of Yujing Jinque were also chatting and laughing. Yujing Jinque and Wu Zang Taoist Temple were both of the same family, so they agreed on this matter.

"Although we have been trapped in the giant city of the ancient country for several years, the thousand-year obsession between King Wu's daughter and the ancient immortal is touching. 'Spring is as old, people are empty and thin, and tears are red and wet. The peach blossoms fall, and the leisure pool pavilion . Although the alliance is here, it is difficult to trust the brocade book. Mo, mo, mo'..."

Qingfeng Taoist Xu thought of his old relationship with Goddess Meng of Bulaoshan in his early years. One was from a well-known and upright Yujing Jinque family, and the other was from Bulaoshan with a cult style. He cut off his eyes and returned them to Goddess Meng. Hate, I have always hated him in the past two eras, and I feel deeply.

"While you are young, enjoy the wind and the fragrance, I hope that all lovers in the world will eventually get married. Senior brother, we must take King Wu as an excuse. We must not follow King Wu's old path and regret it."

"In my opinion, after returning to the earth this time, the affairs of the two religions can be put on the agenda. When the little Taoist friend Jin'an comes to practice in my secret realm of Yujing Golden Tower, it is a good time."

How could Taoist Zhanmu not see the fluctuations in the mind of his junior fellow disciple, one of whom was the leader of the world's righteous path, and the other a member of the Millennium Demon Cult. In the end, he chose to cut off his own eyes, break up with Goddess Meng, and sacrifice two people to save Yujing. Jinque Qingyu, as a junior brother, he felt bitter in his heart.

Taoist Zhanmu nodded and agreed with Taoist Qingfeng's suggestion. In order to stop Taoist Qingfeng from thinking wildly, he took the initiative to change the topic: "It seems that the title of Junior Brother Jin'an will be changed soon."

Not to mention Taoist Qingfeng's face stiffened, even the other elders of Yujing Jinque burst into collective thoughts. For a moment, their thinking was blank and they felt that they were not enough.

People's joys and sorrows are not the same. The Yujing Golden Tower is celebrating. Master Zunzhu, the great elder, and the great leader looked at each other and said regretfully in their hearts: "Poor female patriarch of Yangjin, she was born at the wrong time."

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Deep in the mist of Huangquan, the Four Saints of the North Peng Tianpeng Zhenjun turned around and looked behind him. There were always two blurry black shadows following behind him.

However, this time he did not attack and drive away people, but continued on his way.

After going deep enough into the mist of the underworld, the ancestor of the corpse-carrying village stopped. When Qing Xi and Jin An caught up, they saw that Jin An had taken off the skin of the ancestor of the corpse-carrying village.

Jin An, who was holding the skin bag of the ancestor of the corpse-carrying village in his hand, heard the movement behind him. He turned around and nodded to Qing Xi, then looked at his clone: ​​"Thank you for your hard work, fellow Taoist."

Doppelgänger: "Haha, you are me, I am you, no need to talk about hard work."

As Jin An raised his hand, the clone turned into a rainbow light and flew up, and finally turned into a red lead-mercury holy embryo, which flew into Jin An's hand.

Then it was put into the human stomach bag by Jin An.

Jin An nodded and smiled, his eyes showing gratitude: "This trip has been very hard for Master Qing Xi."

Master Qing Xi is always cold and taciturn: "It's okay."

Then, with her clear eyes, she looked at the skin bag of the ancestor of the corpse-carrying village in Jin An's hand: "Are you planning to save him and send him on his last journey?"

Jin An replied: "Exactly."

Master Qing Xi nodded and said nothing.

Jin An knew that Master Qingxi was a cold-hearted person who was not good at words. Although Master Qingxi did not speak, the fact that Master Qingxi followed him all the way was a sign of great concern. He looked gratefully and said, "I want to carry the corpse for you." After the village ancestor has completed the seven-day ritual, Master Qing Xi can return to the underworld with the others. This time the world is undergoing drastic changes, Yujing Jinque must be waiting for you to return and take charge of the overall situation. "

The seven-day ceremony was indeed a grand ceremony.

In folk funeral customs, there is the theory of seven-seven funeral customs. People attach great importance to the number seven, such as the first seven, the second seven, the third seven...

It is said that because humans have three souls and seven souls, one soul can be recalled every day of salvation. Only when the three souls and seven souls are complete can they enter the path of reincarnation.

Master Qing Xi said coldly: "Don't worry, I'll wait for you."

"After returning to the earth this time, I have something to say to you personally."

"When I came, I already sent out a transmission note, asking senior brothers and the others to return to the world of the world first, and there is no need to stay and wait for us." Outside the giant city of the ancient country, he also said, "I'm waiting for you." Master Qingxi stayed at the place and never left.

Now I hear the sentence "I'm waiting for you" again, and I want to continue to protect Jin'an and do things, and I don't want to leave first.

Jin An was startled, wondering what important things Master Qing Xi had to say, and he needed to go to the underworld to tell him personally?

"Thank you." Jin An cupped his fists to express his thanks, and then started to get busy with what he was doing.

At this time, where the two of them were standing were one hundred thousand floating corpses on the Huangquan River. These floating corpses were stacked on top of each other and were as smooth as if they were on the ground.

These are all lonely ghosts wandering on the road to hell. After death, they have no family members or descendants to help bury them. Their bodies are always exposed in the wilderness, so it is difficult for them to enter reincarnation.

Those who are struggling on the road to hell are also poor people.

"Senior, you have been working hard all your life, carrying people's corpses, and giving funerals to people for the last journey. In the end, there is no one to give funerals and bury you. Sigh, sigh, sigh. Today, I will let my juniors take care of you and help you to be relieved. I hope Senior can still enter reincarnation again.”

Jin An neatly stacked the skin bags of the ancestors of Beishi Village. Next, he took out incense, candles, paper money and other items to commemorate the deceased from the stomach bags, and then burned them one by one to the skin bags of the ancestors of Beishi Village.

"With full merit and merit, I will enter the Immortal Class. All checkpoints will be given way! This funeral is not an ordinary funeral. The small road will be opened eight feet, and the main road will be opened two feet. I will borrow the road now and keep walking in the other direction as soon as I see it!"

"One cut will remove the disasters from heaven, and the four saints of the canopy will open the way for yin and yang creation; the second cut will remove the disasters from the earth, and the local households will turn into auspiciousness, and all demons will be scattered; the third cut will remove the disasters from humans, and everything will be prosperous! Heaven is unbridled, and earth is unbridled, and the year will be prosperous. No taboos, no taboos on the moon, no taboos on the sun, no taboos on the hour, no taboos, everything will go well!”

The ancestor of the corpse-carrying village has read funeral eulogies for others countless times in his life. In the end, others used these funeral eulogies to send him off for the last time. This scene cannot help but make people sigh. The way of heaven is a reincarnation. Where there is withering, there is new life, and there are fallen leaves. When it rots, new branches sprout.

Jin'an also took out a statue made of loess from the human stomach bag. It was exactly the statue of Tubo in Tubo Temple. It was lifelike, and the charm of Tubo seemed to be coming out of the clay statue.

Master Qing Xi's clear eyes showed a hint of surprise: "It turns out that you haven't been around Tubo Temple these days because you are copying the statue of Tubo."

Jin An nodded and smiled.

Afterwards, he solemnly placed the Tubo statue in front of the skin of the ancestor of the corpse-carrying village.

He visualized the Four Saints of the North Pole, Tianpeng Zhenjun, opening an altar to teach the Dharma.

Even if he is not possessed by the skin of the ancestor of Corpse Carrying Village, he can still visualize the Four Saints of the Arctic, Tianpeng Zhenjun, one of the four protectors of Taoism. This is the inheritance given to him by the ancestor of Corpse Carrying Village.

Then, the Four Saints of the North Pole, True Lord Tianpeng, shot out a divine light.

"Seventy-two Transformations of Taoist Magic"! The seventh transformation is the Yin-walking Technique!

As soon as the Yin Walking Technique came out, the Four Saints of the Arctic, Tianpeng Zhenjun, personally opened the yin and yang for the ancestor of the corpse village. The Tubo statue in front of him was magically born. The seemingly ordinary loess fabricated the Tubo idea and rose up from the ground with great will. , descended into the little underworld.

The Four Saints of the Arctic, Tianpeng Zhenjun, chanted merits and virtues and praised the life of the ancestor of Beishi Village. He pushed the skin of the ancestor of Beishi Village with the palm of his six arms and pushed it into the grand world of will behind the Tubo statue.

There was no obstruction on the way.

Tubo did not refuse.

Jin'an bent down towards the Tubo statue, clasped his fists, and saluted solemnly. Then the Four Saints of the North Pole, Tianpeng Zhenjun, offered the Tianpeng Talisman, once again exerted a magical power, and recited the "Sutra of Saving People", completing the last step of salvation.

"Seventy-two Transformations of Taoist Magic"! The Eleventh Transformation and Transcendence Technique!

With the use of walking and transcendence techniques, the skin bag of the ancestor of the corpse-carrying village was successfully sent to the underworld. The ritual was half completed. Jin An did not leave immediately. He promised to be a mage for seven days and must keep his word.

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Seven days later.

When Jin An and Master Qingxi returned to the bank of the Huangquan River, everyone who had received the transmission notes from Master Qingxi had already left first.

Jin An took out the statue of the Thousand-Eyed Taoist Lord from the human stomach bag, but saw the sad face of the evil god and asked what it meant?

The statue of the Thousand-Eyed Dao Lord expressed bitterness: "Martial Arts Corpse Immortal, why don't you help the Tu Bo statue to move to a nest? Neither this Dao Lord nor that greedy and corrupt official can stand the gaze of Emperor Tu Bo every day. "

Jin'an was amused: "You don't do anything immoral, and you are upright and not afraid of Tu Bo Zhao."

Even Qing Xi, the real person, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, amused by the statue of the Thousand-Eyed Taoist Lord.

Ugh?

The Thousand-Eyed Taoist Statue kept sighing and sighing along the way.

Jin An asked the Thousand-Eyed Taoist Statue to help them with the business first and help them locate Taoist Zhanmu and Master Zunzhu. Where are they now?

When it came to business, the statue of the Thousand-Eyed Taoist Lord was not ambiguous. Thousands of eyes were opened on the body, and he used his magical power: "We are almost at the entrance of the passage."

"Everything is normal at the wooden nail dragon pile where the lightning struck. Yujing Jinque and the elders of Tianshi Mansion who stayed at the entrance of the passage have learned that the master has returned and are waiting eagerly."

Hearing that everything was normal, Jin An nodded and praised the statue of the Thousand-Eyed Taoist Lord. This trip to the Taoist Yellow Courtyard was really the right one.

The eyes of the statue of the Thousand-Eyed Dao Lord were twitching: "Martial Arts Corpse Immortal, if you sincerely thank me for my hard work and meritorious service, then help the Tu Bo statue to move to a nest?"

"No." Jin An flatly objected.

The statue of the Thousand-Eyed Taoist Lord flew to Master Qingxi and poured out his bitter water, blowing the wind in his ears.

Seeing one person and one evil god, fighting and joking along the way, the atmosphere was relaxed and joyful. The corners of Qingxi's mouth were raised higher and higher, and his eyes were bright, clearly reflecting the person's appearance. Elegant, ethereal, and indifferent, the beautiful Gu Leng Fairy is a little more soft and delicate, and her eyes are bright and spiritual.

Just as the smile on Master Qingxi's face increased, suddenly, Master Qingxi froze in place, his face pale, and there was no blood for a moment.

It's like the symptoms of a seriously ill person whose energy and energy are suddenly emptied out.

Then, the cold fairy's eyes shed tears, pain and sadness appeared on her face, and all the luster in her eyes faded, leaving only withered grayness.

Qing Xi's figure flashed, and he fell weakly, but was supported by Jin An in time.

Qing Xi's lips were bleeding from her bite, and her eyes were extremely painful and sad: "I saw her again, and there was only endless loneliness and pain in her eyes..."

"It's Shaoyang Bureau..."

"Shaoyang situation has been broken..."

Jin An hugged Master Qingxi and shouted anxiously. Master Qingxi had fallen into a coma, her face was painfully pale, her thin eyebrows were tightly knitted, and her face was painful and sad. At this time, she was experiencing huge pain and her whole body was cold. .

Jin An's body was beating with the Yanghuo blood energy of the martial arts immortal, but he still couldn't maintain the body temperature of Qing Xi, and his body was always as cold as stone.

Jin An didn't know what happened to Master Qingxi, but it must be related to the Shaoyang Bureau of Guixu Divine Realm. He picked up Master Qingxi and rushed towards the passage. Only Yujing Golden Tower or Guixu Divine Realm could save him. Return to Qingxi Zhenren.

The statue of the Thousand-Eyed Dao Lord flew around anxiously around Master Qingxi, constantly calling for Master Qingxi.