Liaozhai: A Poor Monk Transcends to Immortal

Chapter 63

wrong!

According to records in ancient books, only in the realm of divine transformation, after condensing the soul, can one have the opportunity to seize the body. At present, the mountain god is no more than Zifu and has not yet broken through to divine transformation.

Therefore, it is not a matter of seizing the body.

Xu Zisu looked at the Taoist corpse. It looked like it had been dead for many years.

Ordinary Zifu monks can remain incorruptible for a hundred years even if they die. Now this Taoist corpse deep in the spiritual pool has still become like this. It must have been dead for at least a thousand years.

Those who wear purple robes in the Taoist sect are called heavenly masters. Only those who have reached a certain realm and status can still wear them.

Is this Taoist corpse a Taoist Celestial Master?
Who is he then?
Xu Zisu looked at the old man who arrested him,
rootless duckweed, formless spirit,
Even ghosts have heels, but this old man has no heels, just like a ball of air.

Seeing Xu Zisu's confused eyes, the old Taoist smiled slightly: "Are you curious who I am?"

"I am the mountain god of Jiuyao Mountain!"

Xu Zisu shook his head: "There are no gods in this world, even if there are, they are self-proclaimed wild gods."

The old man glanced at Xu Zisu in surprise: "Is there no god in this world? It seems that I have been sleeping for too long. However, if I appear in this world, wouldn't I be the only mountain god in this world?"

"At that time, I can see all the mountains in my hand, and maybe I can get a glimpse of the opportunity to become an immortal."

A chance to become an immortal?

A flash of doubt flashed in Xu Zisu's eyes. Although there are monks in this world, they have never heard of becoming an immortal. It seems that there is something hidden.

Then he looked at the old man in front of him, his eyes moved slightly: "Senior, were there gods in this world back then? Could they become immortals?"

"You are weak, but you dare to ask the gods. For the sake of your imminent demise, I will let you die."

The old man looked at the Taoist body above the spiritual pool: "This old guy was once a Taoist heavenly master, blessed with an eighth-grade god, and the peak of virtual refining is only one step away from the fairyland. If I remember correctly, he should have died. 5000 years ago.”

The peak of virtual refining?

5000 years ago?

Xu Zisu glanced at the withered corpse in front of him. It was extremely difficult to imagine that he would have met a person from 5000 years ago. These long years were too long.

"At that time, this seat was only the base of Jiuyao Mountain, and I had just channeled spirits."

"5000 years ago, the Emperor of Heaven conferred the throne of God, Master Piao Miao sat on the ground and became an immortal, and the Dragon Clan in the Endless River became powerful. The great struggle in the world was so comfortable and happy."

"The immortals are even more visible."

In this way, 5000 years ago was indeed a great time.

"What happened next? Why is there no god in the world and the path to immortality is cut off?"

"I told you that I am sleeping. Who knows what happened in the past 5000 years."

A smile appeared on the corner of Xu Zisu's mouth. If he had guessed before, then he is somewhat sure now.

"Senior, can I ask, little monk, why this sect's heavenly master died?"

When the old man heard this, a flash of fear flashed in his eyes, and his face gradually turned ferocious: "This is not something you should know."

"Amitabha,"

"Thank you senior for clarifying your doubts."

Under the old man's doubtful gaze, Xu Zisu slowly sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes.

I thought that Xu Zisu knew he was about to die and had no choice but to recite Buddhist scriptures.

One breath,
two breaths,

three breaths,

As the Buddhist scriptures circulated, a black energy suddenly emitted from the body of the Taoist corpse in the spiritual pool. As the sound of the scriptures slowly dissipated, feeling the increasingly weakened cultivation in the body, the old man's expression finally changed.

"Boy, what are you doing?"

"Stop for me."

The chanting sound became brighter, and the condensed figure of the old man became more transparent and blurred.

"Zhenshan Seal!" "Shenxiao Seal!"

"Excalibur Seal!"

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A series of cold fingerprints were cast from the old man's hands, and countless rays of divine light fell towards Xu Zisu. Just when Xu Zisu was about to be swallowed by the endless divine light, a ray of Buddha's light suddenly appeared to protect him.

Xu Zisu, who was chanting sutras, had his brows twitching, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the Buddha's light protecting him.

As time passed, the old man was finally unable to use his magical powers and fell to the side. His illusory body did not continue to weaken, but instead faced the gradually getting younger.

seventy,

sixty,

Fifty
···
In the end, his appearance stayed in his twenties.

The evil thoughts in his body also disappeared.

[Transcending the Taoist Celestial Master, obtaining 99 points of merit, and divine light of separation and union]

[Transcend Jiuyao’s spiritual stone, gain [-] points of merit, Sumeru Vajra Hand]

Xu Zisu breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. His guess was indeed correct.

It is true that a horse will not be fat without night grass, and a person will not be rich without windfall.

One thousand three hundred points of merit and two magical powers, a big gain.

Xu Zisu opened his eyes and stood up.

The moment he stood up, the 20-year-old young man also opened his eyes at the same time.

He bowed and saluted: "Thank you, Master, for saving me."

"There is no need to be polite to the donor. The young monk is actually trying to save himself."

Xu Zisu took a look at the young man in front of him. He was similar to him, with green light flowing all over his body, which was quite extraordinary, but he still couldn't see his feet.

"This is the throne left by the Taoist Celestial Master. If the master doesn't give it up, please accept it."

I saw the young man waving his hand, and a majestic purple light floated out from the spiritual pool, and then slowly turned into a jade plaque with a simple inscription.

A god's position can be transformed into a righteous god by holding it. Wild gods do not have Shinto authority, but if they have this thing, they can exert Shinto authority and control a divine domain.

It's not a good thing.

But, what’s the use to you?

Don't say that you can't stay in one place, holding the power of the gods, even Golden Finger allows you to stay in one place and be at ease.

This god is really worthless.

The most important thing is that even such an eighth-grade god, a Taoist Celestial Master, has never become an immortal. What does he want with this thing?
Xu Zisu waved his hand: "Little monk Wu Xin Shen Dao, this thing should be kept by the donor."

Seeing Xu Zisu's refusal, the young man secretly breathed a sigh of relief and put the jade token away with a smile.

"The young monk has one more thing to ask. I wonder if the benefactor can help?"

"Excuse me, master."

"Why did this heavenly master die? What happened 5000 years ago?"

When the young man heard this, he shook his head helplessly.

"Master thought about it and guessed my heel. It was originally a piece of spiritual crystal chalcedony in this spiritual pool. This Taoist heavenly master died shortly after falling here. With the power of his soul, I enlightened him. Although I learned some things that happened 5000 years ago from the fragments of his soul, they are extremely limited, and most of the fragments of the Tianshi's soul have also dissipated between heaven and earth."

"As for why this Taoist Celestial Master died, I only caught a glimpse of it."

"But it cannot be said."

Can't say?
Xu Zisu was slightly stunned. He originally thought that his evil thoughts just now were due to fear, but now it seems that they are indescribable.

"Does the donor know why the immortal gods disappeared?"

The young man shook his head: "Master, you can go around this world, maybe you can find the answer."

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(End of this chapter)