Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 265
"...the concubine is not dead, and the poor monk is restless."

Night Breeze floated into the forest with faint words, but there was a faint killing intent inside.Sitting next to her, Chen Yuan bent her knees, put one hand on it, and casually dropped the other to the ground, leaning against the tree trunk, watching the excitement over there with the monk.

"I mentioned this matter with Tianshi just now. He also agreed to go back to Tianshi's mansion to look up ancient books and find out the clues of concubines."

Monk Zhenhai nodded his head, turned his abstinent face, and looked straight at Chen Yuan, making Chen Yuan subconsciously raise his hand to touch his face.

"Look what I'm doing, there's something on my face?"

The monk smiled.

"The poor monk remembers the gods and men you summoned, so he should know something, why don't you call them out and ask a question or two?"

"That divine man named Jiutian Yingyuan Leisheng Puhua Tianzun, who controls the sky thunder, has many thunder generals under him, and he is very powerful." Speaking of these, Chen Yuan has something to say, and she can't stop talking There are so many thunder generals in Qilei Mansion, marshals and the like.

"Have not heard."

The monk simply shook his head, this interruption suppressed all the words Chen Yuan wanted to say, "You provoked it, and you won't listen if you don't want to listen?" '

"Listen a little longer, I'm just getting excited!"

The monk looked at Chen Yuan strangely, and then laughed, "The poor monk will listen to you later." He paused, "Actually, the poor monk was meditating just now, and he was not in meditation, just thinking about... the Longevity Empress As you said, the child that your fox friend saved back then."

Chen Yuan was stunned for a moment: "Could it be you?!"

Monk Zhenhai's life experience, Chen Yuan heard from Zhenkong monk mentioned that when he was young, he traveled with his parents and was killed by a group of robbers, but he survived by luck, and then met a master who walked in the world, and he became a monk at Wanfo Temple. Later, he also developed a murderous nature.

"It's really a poor monk." Monk Zhenhai confirmed Chen Yuan's guess, and he said with a smile: "The poor monk was only three or four years old at that time, and I remembered things. I just thought it was the scholar who saved me, but I didn't expect it was your fox friend. Turned into a scholar, sent me to the master... The world is impermanent, but it is also your fate."

"But have you changed your mind about demons?"

"No, evil thoughts will also be hidden under good intentions, and you will not know whether it is good or bad until you see it through."

Well, after talking for a long time, this monk is still his own way, but it is also true, his parents were killed in front of him, whoever he is, the hostility in his heart will only increase, especially since he can't take revenge, he can only spread his anger on those who are doing nothing. The evil spirit haunts him.

The monk was also aware of his stubbornness, so he didn't continue to talk about it.

"Fellow Daoist, can you say that the gods you summoned? The poor monk knows that those gods may really exist, and they didn't come out of the story."

Chen Yuan looked up at the night sky behind the gap between the branches, and the sky was full of stars twinkling in her eyes.

"Natural existence, otherwise I alone can make up so many popular stories?"

"Then why in this world, apart from the god of mountains, rivers and rivers, there are only Zuyi and Yuren in the sky... Now there are only Yuren. Could it be that this world is fake? This grass and tree, and those cultivators in the distance , but something in a poor monk's dream?"

Chen Yuan was taken aback by his words. Just based on the conversation between the grand master and the concubine, the monk actually gave birth to the theory that this world is fake, but he didn't know that this world was just separated in the long river of history. What is the reaction of a small stream?

But right now, it was inconvenient for Chen Yuan to tell him these things, because she was afraid of causing trouble, so she stretched out her hand and pinched the back of the monk's hand, making the latter frown.

"Does it hurt?"

"Ah."

"Isn't that true? You and I have flesh and blood, so why dream about it." Chen Yuan put her hands on the back of her head, and continued to laugh, "You don't know, but there are so many gods in the world I summoned." In the sky and on the earth, I can’t finish writing a book.”

"so much?"

"That's natural. Let's say that the green-robed and golden-armored god-man with the green dragon sword in his hand you've seen, he is not only a hero among men, but also an emperor who subdues demons and is enshrined by the world. When he reaches the sky, he is still the god of wealth... and That monkey head, other people came out of the mother's womb, but he came out of a stone... Hey, who hit me?!"

Chen Yuan covered her head and got up to look around. The monk smiled vertically. When Chen Yuan spoke just now, he actually saw a monkey shadow flashing past.

After a while, the rambling words continued in the forest.

The night stretches.

……

Luodu territory.

In the air that ordinary people can't see, there is the sound of iron chains swaying from the suburbs to the Temple of the City God. In the white mist, between the two tall and tall shadows is a figure in Taoist robes, with an unkempt figure walking along.

Submerged into the city god, descending into the seemingly bottomless black hole, what unfolded in the field of vision is a green color, countless ghost fires floating in the air, and many dull souls wandering. Hu people dressed up and were punished. They were drawn down from the mountain of knives, cut into several pieces, closed again and continued to be thrown up.

In the distance, there is a huge monster, dragging its long body and being controlled by several ghosts, it keeps devouring the surrounding rock formations to expand the space.

"There is such a world here?" The unkempt figure was horrified.

Soon, a group of Yin soldiers floated in the distance, and the moment they passed by, the leading Yin soldiers stopped suddenly.

"Mingguang Daoist?!"

The unkempt figure trembled for a moment, and saw a two-foot tall, oval head, full of sharp teeth floating in front of him, looking at him with some doubts.

"I'm Wang Zhaoyuan, the ghost under Zhenjun's command!"

"It's you?"

That unkempt figure was Ming Guang, who died in the Fen River, originally his soul drifted along the river, and didn't want to enter the area of ​​Gyeonggi, but was bumped into by a patrolling night parade, and called a ghost messenger to escort him here.

Seeing that there is another world in this underground, as well as all kinds of ghosts and ghosts, and even some terrifying existences with high cultivation levels, he was a little worried. If these ghosts rushed to the human world, they would be more terrifying than Zu Yi.

However, Ming Guang was still happy to see Wang Zhaoyuan now, but doubts arose immediately.

"Why are you here?"

Wang Zhaoyuan seems to have a high status here, so he simply untied the tokens around his waist and handed them to the two errants, asking them to report to the errands first. The Taoist gave it to the other party to leave first.

"The Taoist leader didn't know something. The Zhenjun Temple was destroyed, and the Zhenjun asked me to come here with a handbook to resettle it. Who would have thought that I was spotted by a shady handsome man and became a leader. It's just the Taoist leader, what are you doing?" down?"

"Killed by someone." Ming Guang smiled wryly, and told what happened outside. After hearing this, Wang Zhaoyuan immediately pulled him, riding the dark wind, and hurriedly went to find Niutou Apang.

Not long after, a Yu Ling rose from the Sen Luo Temple in the distance, floating in the darkness.

With a bull's head and a horse face covered in armor, he rode on the giant cricket monster Yuanshen who was used as a coolie, and hundreds of ghost soldiers rushed to the ground to search for Chen Yuan.

……

The night outside gradually passed by as time passed, the eastern sky turned pale, the bonfires at the foot of the mountain were extinguished, and the lingering smoke curled up.

A group of cultivators gathered together at this time and bid farewell.

"Fellow Daoist Chen shouted in the future, I will meet again later!"

"Yes, when the time comes, the Celestial Master will find out where the concubine is located, and we will kill them together!"

"...Then leave here, see you later, everyone's cultivation base may be much higher!"

"Ha ha--"

Amidst the voices of talking, everyone went away in groups of twos and threes, and there were also those who rode their spells alone and disappeared into the forest in an instant.

"Chen Yuan, let's go back to the Tianshi Mansion first, what I said yesterday, don't lie!"

Celestial Master Zhang Shuangbai was supported by Qingxu and Yunlong, and after talking to Chen Yuan, he was surrounded by Taoist priests from the Celestial Master's Mansion and left.

"Zhenjun, Feihong is also leaving."

Yu Feihong has gained a lot from this trip, and he will be in retreat for a while when he is in a hurry to go back.

The excitement gradually cooled down, leaving only Xu Qingfeng and Monk Zhenhai. The former looked at Chen Yuan with a complicated expression, but after all, he had nothing to say. He just smiled and cupped his hands, using the sword control technique, and flew over the mountains and fields, disappearing.

"The poor monk is gone too, you have to take care."

Monk Zhenhai tidied things up properly, put on cassock and held a Zen stick, made a vertical salute, turned around and floated away in a free and easy manner.

The fat Taoist was a bit reluctant, it was rare for so many cultivators to get together, and they dispersed within a few days.

"This is cultivating the Tao, and you must endure loneliness."

When Chen Yuan smiled and called Lao Niu, suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the little white snake in the carriage swam out and fell to the ground, "Zhenjun, this concubine is about to say goodbye."

These words made Chen Yuan stunned for a moment.

"Are you going too?"

Bai Susu nodded the snake's head, with reluctance in her eyes, she turned her head slightly.

"The concubine has already been sealed, and needs to enter the mountain, and continue to practice with the aura of the mountain, and refine the incense of the real king. Only then will the seal be considered successful."

"So that's the case, then you can go. There is a lot of spiritual energy in this mountain, and there is Longevity Empress here. If you encounter trouble, because of my relationship with her, she will help you to some extent."

"Yes……"

This is the way of practice, Chen Yuan has long been able to see it, smiled and stroked the white snake's head, smiled freely, jumped into the bullock cart, called the fat Taoist who was still in a daze, and drove down the mountain.

The little white snake heard the sound of the shaft turning away gradually, feeling empty in his heart, and hastily transformed into a huge body, pressing down on the fallen leaves on the ground, and swam to the protruding rock in front of him.

The morning sun in the east was bright, and in the golden autumn, she turned into the silhouette of a woman and floated above the snake's head.

"True monarch!"

The woman's crisp voice echoed in the mountains and spread far away. The ox cart driving in the forest slowed down. The old cow turned his head and looked, and Chen Yuan, who was caught by the cart, also put down his book.

A distant voice floated.

"...The concubine turned into a form, so I came to look for you!"

Chen Yuan smiled, unfolded the scroll in her hand and continued to read, but what the fat Taoist didn't notice was that Chen Yuan summoned up her mana and flew to the rear with the words.

On the cliff, the white snake who didn't get a response looked a little disappointed. When he turned around and left, the wind came with a familiar voice.

It was a sentence: "I'll wait for you!"

The ice-cold snake's eyes instantly glowed with joy, and the originally sluggish expression became energetic, and it let out a silver bell-like laugh. The long body was shaking with white scales, and it rolled in the forest excitedly, shaking the fallen leaves one by one. It hit the head, and then it was blown away in mid-air and fell down one after another.

Probably even if it is a demon body, it is also sentimental.

(End of this chapter)