Kowloon pull coffin

Chapter 327
Thinking of my parents, I can't stop feeling homesick for a moment.

After the gods of the Demonic Dao led people to set off one after another, Yuhua and I immediately flew in the air, avoiding the crowd and heading to our hometown.

I was born in Baiwu Village by the Yellow River, and the purest memories of my life remain in that village.

In my memory, when I was in school, my father often picked me up on a bicycle. As long as I got good grades in the exam, he would buy me stickers.

In front of our house, there is also a big locust tree. When the locust flower is fragrant, my mother will use the locust flower to steam rice. The locust flower rice is fragrant and soft, and I will never forget it in my life.

Since practicing, the five senses and six senses are all controlled by the heart, eating the wind and drinking the dew, and have not touched the appetite for many years.Thinking about it now, my mouth is full of fluid.

However, after the turmoil in the Nine Dragon Caves, the family moved to live in the city, and there was no more Baiwu Village.Later, when I went back, Baiwu Village had almost the same houses as a barren village, although the houses were still there.

It is late autumn at this time, and the calculation of the phase of the next moon is not too much, and tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

I rushed back to my hometown county at the beginning of the night. I was wearing a black Taoist robe, and Yanhua did not wear her legendary armor of the undead. The bamboo hat is paired with a concealer gauze, which perfectly conceals the face of death.

The legendary battle armor of the undead is a first-class artifact. After getting it, Yanhua often sacrifices it with the soul, and it can be stored in the entrance when it is not in use.

So does her Soulmourne, but not my sword.The hero's sword is the sword of heaven. No matter how I sacrifice my soul, this sword will not resonate with me, and it will not be able to enter the entrance.

The end of the Dharma-ending Era has brought profound changes to the world, the most obvious being that the air is filled with the scent of sandalwood.Almost every household is worshiping gods and enshrining statues of gods.

The dilapidated ancestral hall in my memory, the Town God's Temple, is now majestic and tidy as new.

The incense is lingering, but there is no peace, and some are just weird.

"Looking at it like this, the human spirit can't last too long." Yan Hua said.

"That's right. It's easy to ask the gods to send the gods away. The only ones who can save the human race are the human race itself. The gods can only bring disasters and disasters. The so-called manifesting is nothing but absorbing the power of faith and using it to refine the godhead." I said.

"I hope that the human race can persevere for a few more days, and give us more time to spread the word in the Devil's way. Now all beliefs in the world are divided by the gods of humanity, immortality, and the underworld, and no one believes in the teachings of the Devil's way."

Speaking of this, I feel very ashamed.The patriarch of the demonic way passed on the six ways and moved all living beings.

But I, the Taoist patriarch, have never taught the Dharma to my disciples.

One is that I am not good at teaching the Fa, and the other is that I have never had time.From the moment Mo Dao announced its comeback, it has been at constant war.

A new shrine was built at the gate of the community where the parents lived, and it enshrines Zhang Daoling, the human celestial master.Today is the [-]th day of the eighth lunar month, and there are many people offering incense. From a distance, we can see crowds of people queuing up in long queues.

It seems that the area of ​​our hometown has been occupied by humanity, and even Zhang Tianshi's statue has been invited into the community.

I later learned that during the ten years when the magic way could not escape from the world, the two ways of humans and immortals were fighting for each other, and tried every means to eliminate the influence of the magic way in the human world in Guannei. ruined.

At the same time, all kinds of merits and virtues about the magic way's entering the world and responding to the catastrophe have also been interpreted in a new version, obliterating all merits.The Department of Psychics did not come forward to refute the rumors, and the existence of the magic way has become a thing of the past with the passage of time.

After the end of the Dharma-ending Era, the two gods of humans and immortals took turns to manifest their holiness, and no one mentioned or cared about the magic way.

Since both Hanhua and I were wearing Taoist robes, someone immediately showed a very respectful look when they saw us, and treated us as human beings, and bowed to Hanhua and me.

First, I was cleansed by the source of the dragon veins in the Kunlun Immortal Dao, and then I got the ambergris grass to condense the Taoist body. In addition to these years of killing and fighting, my appearance and temperament are obviously different from ordinary people.

The black Taoist robe was made by Jiang Xueyang. It is slim and fit, calm and generous, and looks like an immortal master.As for Yuhua, although her appearance is not obvious, her plain white Taoist robe and her airy demeanor make her more like a fairy girl.Although the spiritual thoughts are exhausted, it is still breathtaking.

Seeing the people turning their heads, the two disciples in charge of the incense walked straight towards me and Yuhua.

Looking at their spiritual breath, it should be in the realm of primordial spirit.If it was in the past, the Yuanshen realm was already a fairy-like figure, but in today's world, the Yuanshen is useless, and even the Taoist priests below the Hedao realm are not even qualified to be Dao soldiers. No.

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, may I ask which mountain gate the two fellow Taoists came from?" One of the middle-aged Taoist priests bowed his hands and asked.

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, there is no mountain gate." I said.

"The one enshrined here is Zhang Tianshi. If you are not a humane disciple, please go around to avoid disaster." Realizing that neither I nor Yuhua showed a strong divine sense, the middle-aged Taoist's tone immediately became serious.

"May I ask which mountain gate did the two fellow Taoists come from?" I asked.

"Gushan Cangyunguan belongs to Longhushan Zhengyimeng Weidao." The young Taoist who accompanied the middle-aged Taoist said loudly with pride.

"Do you know Xie Liuyun?" Yanhua said coldly.

"Presumptuous, is the name of Xie Xianshi a taboo that you swindling country casual cultivators casually told?" The young Taoist immediately showed an angry look, and his hand was already on the Zhaizhan Master's sword hanging from his waist.

As we argued, more and more people watched.

I didn't want to delay with them, and I didn't want to reveal my real name in front of them, otherwise it would be ridiculous to spread it out.

But seeing the scene in front of me, it is really hard to be happy today.

I can bear it, and I don't rub the sand in my eyes.

Thinking of this, I slowed down and asked, "Two friends, how can I be let in?"

"Either take off the Taoist robe and come in and out at will. Or give Master Zhang three kowtows and let you in. Otherwise, just go back where you came from." The young Taoist said sharply.

"Ok."

After finishing speaking, I straightened my clothes and walked to the statue of Tianshi Zhang.

First bowed his hands and saluted, and then said: "Xie Lan, a disciple of later generations, has met Zhang Tianshi."

As soon as the word Xie Lan came out, the young Taoist didn't take it seriously, but the middle-aged Taoist was shocked.

My name is known to everyone in the Taoist sect. Anyone who is interested can find out that my family lives here and confirm my identity.

However, before the middle-aged Taoist came back to his senses, the young Taoist yelled again: "We need to prostrate."

"Master Zhang's meritorious deeds in helping the world and saving people are immeasurable. As a disciple of later generations, I should worship him as a matter of course. It's a pity that my head may not be able to bear it." I said.

"presumptuous……"

Before the young Taoist finished speaking, he was interrupted by the middle-aged Taoist. Then the middle-aged Taoist looked me up and down with a pair of shining eyes. The more he looked, the more respectful his expression became, and finally cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Finally, the middle-aged Taoist came to his senses, walked up to me and bowed to the end, and asked in a trembling tone: "Dare to ask, but... the devil... Patriarch?"

"Ghosts and gods are dark, think about yourself."

The expression of the middle-aged Taoist was shocked again, as if he had lost all his energy and energy in an instant.The young Taoist's face also changed drastically, and his body trembled involuntarily.

Puff, puff.

The two knelt in front of me, not daring to get up.

"Get up, I'm not that mean," I said.

The two got up, and the middle-aged Taoist secretly glanced at Yuhua, and asked me in a low voice: "Daozu, dare to ask who is the general who broke the army?"

I nodded, and the two of them turned pale as paper, as if they had walked through the gates of hell.

After Yuhua and I left, I looked back and saw that the two of them were packing up the things in the temple, closing the door of the temple and no longer accepting incense offerings from the people.

The people were in a daze, not knowing what had happened.

……

Hangu Pass, lecture platform, Tianshi Zhang Daoling is listening to Daode Tianzun's sermon.

Suddenly, he felt something in his heart, lost his mind in an instant, stood up from the futon, and quickly calculated while looking up at the world.

"Daoling, why worry?" Daode Tianzun asked.

"Hey, Xie Lan almost ruined his thousand-year practice. If his head is knocked down, there will be no disciples in this Conferred God War..."

Zhang Daoling sighed deeply.

(End of this chapter)