Northeast Night Talk

Chapter 51
He Yinyang came back after a while, holding yellow paper and cinnabar in his hand. I asked him where the smelly Taoist priest was. He said that the smelly Taoist priest fell from the roof and fell into the latrine. I almost died laughing. In the past, the real Nima relieved his anger, and a person like this should let him take a bath in the latrine!

I asked He Yinyang to hold down the white-browed old man, and I drew a fire talisman on the yellow paper for the old man to drink. After the old man finished drinking, black smoke rose from the top of his head, but after he rolled his eyes twice, they turned black again.

Grandma, these five ghosts and gods are really hard to deal with.

"Brother Dong, you can use Durenjing to try!"

He Yinyang reminded me in one sentence, how could I forget this, the life-saving scripture made the old man die first, if it was turned into talisman water and let him drink it, wouldn't the effect be better.

I quickly copied the Durenjing on yellow paper with cinnabar. Brother Dong’s hard pen writing is not good at all, but now it’s even more horrible to change to a soft pen. Let’s take a look at the "tadpole essay" I wrote Can't help being disgusted.

He Yinyang covered her mouth and muttered in a low voice: "What a shame!"

I glared at him, "What did you say?"

"It's nothing! I said Brother Dong wrote well, look at the writing, Wuwei is domineering!" He was afraid that I would hit him, so he quickly changed his tone, but the more I listened, the more I felt that he was burying me in disguise!

This mantra is not a spell, and without the mantra, it cannot spontaneously combust. He Yinyang took out a lighter from his pocket and lit it quickly, and the paper ashes fell into the bowl.

He Yinyang grabbed the old man's head, and I pinched the old man's mouth and poured the talisman water into it.

After the old man drank the talisman water, his mouth started to bubble, and his body kept shaking. He Yinyang and I were frightened immediately, it must be poisoning!

Ah ~!

The old man let out a scream of pain, his face was blue and blue, his hair was disheveled, his beard and hair were all stretched out, and his whole body was trembling like a dancer.

In the end, the old man spit out a mouthful of pitch-black blood with a puff, and the old blood fell on the ground and corroded a big hole in the ground, scaring us both back again and again, this old man is too poisonous!

The old man shivered for a moment, his eyes suddenly gradually cleared up, the black eyes slowly receded, and turned back to their original appearance.

The old man suddenly took a deep breath, and his face suddenly turned pale. He looked at us blankly, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

"You guys woke me up?" the old man said weakly, his voice was very hoarse.

We both confirmed that the old man had regained his sanity, and then we nodded in relief.

The old man glanced at us gratefully, and coughed violently again. I hurried forward to help him, but he waved his hand quickly. Only then did I realize that the old man’s rope had been untied, and the scattered hemp rope suddenly rose to the ground. A burst of fire instantly turned into fly ash.

Samadhi is really hot!

He Yinyang and I suddenly widened our eyes. At this moment, this old man is extremely awesome in our eyes. According to legend, some Taoist priests with profound Taoism can cultivate the real fire of Samadhi in their bodies. This fire can burn everything in the world. Originally, we both thought it was written by Jin Yong for fun, but it turned out to be true!
"Senior is a Taoist priest from Maoshan?" We both excitedly inquired about his details.

The old Taoist nodded: "I am the eighth-generation descendant of Maoshan, Zhenyangzi. Unexpectedly, during my cultivation, my Dao heart was broken by the evil god and I was seriously injured. He used the evil seeds to control my body. If it weren't for you two I am afraid I will continue to be the puppet of that evil god if I take the talisman water from the Human Rescue Sutra!"

"Senior, do you know the scriptures for saving people?" We were immediately surprised, this old man is really a master, he even knows what he is drinking.

The white-browed old man nodded: "Not only do I know the Sutra, I also know you two..."

The old man glanced at me, "You are a body of pure yin", and then at He Yinyang, "You are a body of pure yang!"

This old man is amazing. We thought our birthday was one of the biggest secrets in the world, but in the eyes of an expert, we have nowhere to hide.

The old man's eyes were extremely deep, as if he could see through our hearts, so that we couldn't look directly at each other.

"Heaven-given law is in you, so don't watch it!"

The old man stared into the eyes of both of us, and we were both shocked when he said such a sentence. This sentence is exactly the slap in the face on the first page of "Fuxi Divination" and "Fuxi Tianshu". kind of code word.

"Senior! Could it be that the Heavenly Book was inherited from Maoshan?"

The old man waved his hand, ignoring our surprise, "No need to ask, there is God's will in the dark..."

Seeing the old man's unfathomable appearance, the two of us couldn't be more excited. Today, we have really met an expert. He Yinyang and I have been chasing this way for many years, but we have not found a good teacher. Today we see the old way, and we will soon learn from it Learning art, but was blocked by the old man.

"Tao can be very Tao, name can be very famous, I have nothing to do with you, the relationship between teacher and student is ashamed, if you worship me as a teacher, you will only miss you." The old Taoist paused and said, " However, I see that the two of you are currently low-level, but you can pass on the technique of turning beans into soldiers, which is not the technique of Maoshan's descendant, so it is nothing to worry about!"

He Yinyang and I couldn't help being extremely disappointed when we heard the first half of the sentence, but we were immediately excited when we heard the second half. To hand it over to us, we both felt like we were in a trance.

"Listen up, both of you!" the old man said sharply, his face suddenly became serious, his lips moved slightly, but his voice rang in our ears.

This is an ancient method of sound transmission. In ancient times, a master used this method to transmit the law to a single disciple. It feels like a dream for the two of us to be taught by an expert.

The old man's mantras are stuck in our ears, and it is not easy to forget even if we want to.

"Have you all heard clearly?" After a long time, the old man finished teaching the Dharma, and Lei Yin seemed to be enlightened.

We both nodded and quickly kowtowed to the old man twice, but this time the old man did not refuse, and he treated us as half disciples no matter what.

Just when we were overjoyed, the old man suddenly turned pale and leaned back. He Yinyang and I quickly supported him and shouted: "Senior! What's wrong with you!"

A strand of black blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth, which was shocking. Hasn't the evil seed melted away?

The old man coughed twice and said weakly: "The evil poison has already eroded my internal organs. I know that the end is approaching. It is the greatest gift from heaven that I can live until now. If it weren't for the two of you, I don't know if I would still be here." How long have you been lost in the evil way..."

"Senior!" Hearing that the old man said that he was going to die, we both immediately became anxious, don't die!Teach me how to do it again. It's not easy to meet such an expert as you. How can I leave?

We both held the old man's hand, for fear that he would leave us.

"You two don't need to be sad. For us cultivators, there has never been a real death. Since you two are shrewd in this way, you should know the truth..."

The old man gasped heavily and spoke intermittently. He suddenly became serious and grabbed our hands, "You two must understand what I'm going to say next. It's about the great catastrophe of the mortal world..."

He Yinyang and I couldn't help straightening our ears when we heard the word 'Mieshi'. It's not the first time we've heard this word these days. These two words pop up from time to time to scare us.

"Cough cough!" The old man coughed twice and said weakly, "The dragon veins in Changbai Mountain are turbulent, and there are obvious loopholes in the gate of purgatory. Throw it into the purgatory to conceive and raise the devil, and wait until the day when the devil star shines brightly, when the devil breaks out, it will be a catastrophe in the mortal world, a catastrophe!"

The old way's words came to our ears like thunder, He Yinyang and I trembled like a sieve!
Purgatory?Devil?disaster?These three words instantly squeezed into our minds, and a cold temperature swept over our bodies.

Purgatory, the legendary place of exile in the underworld, is ten thousand times more terrifying than hell!There are demon heads who have been imprisoned for hundreds of eons without being educated. Some demon kings have been imprisoned for tens of thousands or even hundreds of millions of years. It is terrifying to think about it. But as the old Taoist said, such a group of demons are going to crawl out of purgatory. Come out, this is simply too sensational!

"What I said is true... During the years I have been controlled by the evil species, I have also learned about their situation. Now that there is a gap in Purgatory, they have communicated with Purgatory, and disaster is imminent!"

The old man's tone was very dignified, even trembling with panting.

I quickly held his hand and comforted him: "Senior, don't worry! There are Earth Immortals guarding the Northeast, and this catastrophe will definitely not happen!"

The old man shook his head, "You don't understand...it's not the devil himself who destroys the world!"

"What is that?" He Yinyang and I opened our eyes wide. Is there anything more terrifying than the devil?

The old man seemed to be really dying, two breaths were long, and two breaths were short, "The cause of the world is endless greed, hatred and ignorance. It is not the devil himself who destroys the world, but the lust of wine, sex and wealth..."

What the old Taoist said was so profound that we both were in a fog. If you said that you, an old man, are going to die, please just speak clearly, so we were at a loss.

"When the time comes, you will naturally understand. What you have to do now is to kill this catastrophe in its cradle, find the gap between purgatory and the world, and destroy it! You must firmly remember what I said! Destroy it! Lose!"

After the old Taoist said this, a mouthful of old blood spewed out, his body became weaker and weaker, and maybe he would be completely glorious in the next second.

Suddenly, an evil breath gushed out from the old man's body when he was weak. The old man's beard and hair were all stretched out, his robes moved without wind, and his cloudy old eyes were slowly replaced by black!

not good!I'm afraid he will be controlled by the evil species again!If he is controlled by the evil species, I'm afraid we will inevitably have another big battle!
I took out the fixing spell and was about to stick it on the old man, but I didn't expect the old man to stand up suddenly.

He straightened his back, with an unyielding will, and shouted: "The devil is one foot tall, and the Tao is one foot tall! Sinister! If you hadn't taken advantage of it back then, you really thought I could do nothing for you. !"

Originally thought that the old man was going to be controlled by the evil species, but unexpectedly the old man was resurrected with full blood, standing there exuding a sense of immortality, is this a flashback?

A red flame suddenly rose from the old man's dantian, and the fiery air wave knocked us both to the ground instantly. The old man is really terrifying, is he trying to melt himself?I would rather use the real fire of samadhi to refine myself than be manipulated by evil gods. You must know that under the real fire of samadhi, body and spirit will be destroyed, and there will be no chance to start again!What kind of festival is this!
Looking at the back of the old Taoist gradually disappearing in the light of the fire, He Yinyang and I seem to have seen a young Taoist, holding a whisk to eliminate demons and defend the Tao.

Recalling the past, there is no doubt that this person has a legendary life.

"Life and death are like passing clouds and smoke. The thatched huts in the mountains used to be the past years, the breeze helped the moon and dreams floated, and the mind and sex were finally happy! Hahahaha..."

The song of desolation gradually drifted away, and at the last moment of life, he actually sang loudly with his chest up. How many people in the world can have such courage?

(End of this chapter)