Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 177

Seeing the golden light on his apprentice, Zhang Qianyang blushed and opened his mouth slightly. After a long while, he said something to himself.

"Today's weather...seems to be pretty good."

Li Daoxuan: "???"

"Master, there's one thing I really don't understand about this golden light spell, and that's—"

"Ahem, it's getting late, apprentice, let's hurry up!"

……

Zhaofu River, ferry.

The people who were about to cross the river gathered together, waiting for the boatman, while talking about the fleeting fog.

"I heard that the fog in the Zhaofu River is very evil. It lasts for at least an hour each time. After the fog clears, people often fall into the river unknowingly. Why did it disappear all of a sudden today?"

"I almost fell into the river just now, but I seemed to see a golden light, and then the fog cleared. When I came back to my senses, I realized that half of my feet were hanging in the air. It was so dangerous!"

"That's right, it's the golden light, I saw it too!"

……

People talked a lot, including fear of comparing Fuhe, and curiosity about the golden light just now.

At this time, two figures came to the ferry, one old and one young, both wearing Taoist robes, came in a hurry.

The old man is thin and thin, but his face is clear and clear, with a free and easy expression, and there is a trace of righteousness between his brows.

The young Taoist priest was handsome, with a plump body like jade, with a tall and straight figure, with a mahogany hairpin holding his Taoist bun, and his temperament was dusty.

Especially those eyes, clear and bright, there is a faint red vertical mark between the brows, coupled with the sword box behind him, it stands out from the crowd, extraordinary.

This is also because Li Daoxuan's realm of cultivation is not enough, he has not reached the realm of returning to nature, like his master Zhang Qianyang, his breath is simple and natural, without leaving any traces, it looks ordinary.

After stepping into the Yin God Realm, the aura of a cultivator will not be so obvious, but will start to restrain the edge and return to the original.

In the crowd, a gaze was fixed on Li Daoxuan.

……

When Li Daoxuan and his master came to the ferry, they saw a big river in front of them. The river was surging and bottomless, and there was not even a bridge.

Although they have the means to walk on water, they don't want to show it in front of everyone. In Zhang Qianyang's words, if it is not necessary, people who practice Taoism don't need to show their holiness in front of others, otherwise they will really treat themselves as gods after a long time.

Those lofty Yang Gods may have been righteous and humane when they first practiced, but with the improvement of their cultivation and the growth of age, they have been respected by thousands of people and regarded as living gods. Over time, they forget themselves original intention.

It has to be said that the warrior who slayed the dragon became a giant dragon and became what he once hated. This is a very sad thing.

Therefore, Zhang Qianyang often teaches his apprentices that no matter how capable they are, they must learn to live the simplest life. Take a look at how the most ordinary people live, so that they will not lose their minds.

"Master, there are strange things in this river, do you want me to use my celestial eyes to see?"

Li Dao stared at the water of Zhaofu River, the tattoo of the Canglong on his back was slightly hot.

Zhang Qianyang shook his head and said: "There are too many people here, there is no need to act like this. In addition, you should take a look at these people with your Dharma eyes."

Li Daoxuan was taken aback when he heard the words, he didn't know why the master said that, but he did it immediately.

With mana in his eyes, Li Daoxuan's eyes immediately became deeper, and his pupils became thinner and narrower, like cat pupils.

The cat's eyes are said to be able to communicate between Yin and Yang, and to see many things that living people cannot see.

It's just that after having Tianyan, Li Daoxuan rarely opened the Dharma Eye.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

I saw that those common people were all wet, their faces were pale, like swollen and rotten corpses, with black air lingering between their brows.

Li Daoxuan's pupils froze, and he turned to look at Master with surprise in his eyes.

The master nodded towards him, signaling him to keep quiet and wait and see what happened.

Li Daoxuan hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "Master, they are clearly alive, but this..."

Zhang Qianyang nodded, and said with magic power: "This is because, if there is no accident, they are all about to die, and they should be drowning in this Zhaofu River."

Li Daoxuan looked at the boatman approaching in the distance. It was an old man with flat trouser legs and a peaceful expression, showing a kind smile in the sun.

He had just delivered a batch of people, and now another batch came. Today's business seems to be particularly good.

This is the scene seen by normal eyes, but in Fa's eyes, the old boatman's body was swollen, dripping water constantly, his face was very pale, and one of his eyes was rotten.

The boatman was fine, just a normal guy, which means it was the river that was the problem.

Zhao Fuhe... What a strange name.

Zhang Qianyang said with magic power: "Among mortals, if there is someone with high spirituality, they can occasionally see similar scenes, or dream about the death of relatives and friends in advance, or produce various ominous warnings before death comes."

After a pause, he explained: "When a person is about to die, black air will linger between the brows, also known as death air. The folks call it blackening of Yintang, but in fact, the blackness of Yintang is only caused by the spiritual power of the body. Only people can see."

"What you just saw is the illusion of the death energy on their bodies. In physiognomy, this is called a calamity. Without external help, they generally cannot escape this calamity."

Li Daoxuan nodded and said, "Fortunately, they met us."

Zhang Qianyang shook his head and said, "Don't talk too much, have you seen that woman disguised as a man?"

Li Daoxuan was startled, a woman disguised as a man?

He looked carefully, and sure enough, he found a handsome young man in the crowd.

The man was wearing brocade clothes, short in stature, fair-skinned, with a bit of heroism between his brows, and he was secretly looking at Li Daoxuan.

The eyes of the two met, and the handsome young man quickly shifted his gaze away, looking a little flustered.

Li Daoxuan's eyes moved, interestingly, this woman disguised as a man turned out to be a monk.

She is full of energy and blood, far better than ordinary people, and she has mana fluctuations. It seems that she should be a monk in the middle of bigu.

It's just that in Fayan's eyes, she also looked drowned. Obviously, even a monk in the mid-bigu stage couldn't avoid the fate of crossing the river and dying.

Zhang Qianyang stepped forward, pulled an old man, and asked, "Old man, is there something strange about this river? Why is it called Zhaofu River?"

While speaking, he handed over two copper coins.

The old man took the copper coin and said with a smile: "This Taoist priest, you are asking the right person. I am a native of Xuanzhou. I know Zhaofuhe best!"

He summed up his language and said: "Actually, besides Zhaofuhe, there is another name here, which is Jeowujin."

"Jealousy?"

"Yes, and there is an unwritten rule for jealous women, that is, women are not allowed to cross the river, especially beautiful women, if they cross the river, they must die!"

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