White Bone Monkey King

Little underworld.

Taoist Huangting interior location.

It has been several days since Jin'an and the others arrived at Tubo Temple.

The sudden movement in Tubo Temple that day quickly disappeared, attracting the attention of several forces.

Everyone thought that something bad was going to happen to Tubo Temple or the Taoist Huangting interior location, so they waited in Tubo Temple for a few more days.

During this period, Tubok Temple had been calm, and no accidents had occurred, except for a brief movement that day.

Everyone, eager to return home, did not want to wait any longer, so they decided to start their journey again and return to the underworld to rest first.

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However, before leaving the underworld, Jin An had one more important thing to deal with first, which was to save the skin of the ancestor of the corpse-carrying village.

The Yellow Spring River in the Little Underworld, the Yinshui River with hundreds of thousands of floating corpses.

The ancestor of the corpse-carrying village stood by the river and watched as the coffin cart carrying the bronze coffin was pulled by a headless pottery horse and slowly sank under the Yellow Spring until it disappeared. He visualized the Four Saints of the North Pole, True Lord Tianpeng, He lifted his body, lifted off the ground, and flew deeper into the broad Huangquan River.

The others wanted to follow, but were turned back and stared at by the Four Saints of the Arctic, Tianpeng Zhenjun. Faced with the glare of the Four Saints of the Arctic, Tianpeng Zhenjun, with a majestic look, Taoist Zhanmu and others stopped and did not continue to follow.

Several people in the Tianshi Mansion refused to give up and wanted to continue to follow him, but they were beaten back by the canopy curse and canopy talisman of the Four Saints of the North Pole.

The surface of the Huangquan River was filled with mist. When everyone returned to the bank of Huangquan, they found that two people were missing, one was Zhenren Qingxi, and the other was "Jin'an".

"Could it be that Master Qingxi is still following the Taoist master who possesses the skin of the ancestor of the corpse-carrying village in the mist on the river?" Taoist Zhanmu was surprised.

Taoist Qingfeng looked at the depths of the Huangquan River and was silent for a while before he said, "They are all safe."

Taoist Zhanmu nodded and pondered: "Then wait a little longer and let's all return to the world of the world together."

Naturally, no one objected to this proposal.

Over at the Tianshi Mansion, when it was discovered that Qing Xi and Jin An had not withdrawn yet, and were still following the ancestors of the Corpse Village in the depths of the underworld, the scheming Old Marquis and Old Prince Ling were deeply afraid that they would suffer a loss if they left early. So they all stayed and refused to leave.

This trip to Tianshi Mansion can be said to have caused heavy damage.

Many masters died, but no benefit was gained.

It would be a greater loss than losing his wife and losing his troops.

For them to return to the world in such disgrace and empty-handed, they must all be unwilling to do so. They are all worried that as soon as they leave, there will be new opportunities at Yujing Golden Tower.

"The relationship between Taoist Jin'an and my uncle grew up very quickly this time, and they became inseparable so quickly." Master Xuanlei said in a loud and upright voice while looking at the mist of Huangquan.

With such a loud voice, Master Xuan Lei could barely express the words "women sing and husbands follow suit".

Taoist Zhanmu and Taoist Qingfeng were in a good mood, and the elders of Yujing Jinque were also chatting and laughing. Yujing Jinque and Wu Zang Taoist Temple were both of the same family, so they agreed on this matter.

"Although we have been trapped in the giant city of the ancient country for several years, the thousand-year obsession between King Wu's daughter and the ancient true immortal is touching. 'Spring is as old, people are thin and empty, and tears are red and wet through the shark's gauze. Peach blossoms fall, Xianchi Pavilion . Although the alliance is here, it is difficult to trust the brocade book. Mo, mo, mo'..."

Qingfeng Taoist Xu thought of his old relationship with Goddess Meng of Bulaoshan in his early years. One was from a well-known and upright Yujing Jinque family, and the other was from Bulaoshan with a cult style. He cut off his eyes and returned them to Goddess Meng. Hate, I have always hated him in the past two eras, and I feel deeply.

"Seize the day and enjoy the fragrance in the wind. I hope that all lovers in the world will eventually get married. Senior brother, we must take King Wu as an excuse and never follow King Wu's old path. We will regret it later."

"In my opinion, after returning to the earth this time, the affairs of the two religions can be put on the agenda. When the little Taoist friend Jin'an comes to practice in my secret realm of Yujing Golden Tower, it is a good time."

How could Taoist Zhanmu not see the fluctuations in the mind of his junior fellow disciple, one of whom was the leader of the world's righteous path, and the other a member of the Millennium Demon Cult. In the end, he chose to cut off his own eyes, break up with Goddess Meng, and sacrifice two people to save Yujing. Jinque Qingyu, as a junior brother, he felt bitter in his heart.

Taoist Zhanmu nodded and agreed with Taoist Qingfeng's suggestion. In order to stop Taoist Qingfeng from thinking wildly, he took the initiative to change the topic: "It seems that the title of Junior Brother Jin'an will be changed soon."

Not to mention Taoist Qingfeng's face stiffened, even the other elders of Yujing Jinque burst into collective thoughts. For a moment, their thinking was blank and they felt that they were not enough.

People's joys and sorrows are not the same. The Yujing Golden Tower is celebrating. Master Zunzhu, the great elder, and the great leader looked at each other and said regretfully in their hearts: "Poor female patriarch of Yangjin, she was born at the wrong time."

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Deep in the mist of Huangquan, the Four Saints of the North Peng Tianpeng Zhenjun turned around and looked behind him. There were always two blurry black shadows following behind him.

However, this time he did not attack and drive away people, but continued on his way.

After going deep enough into the mist of the Underworld, the ancestor of Corpse Carrying Village stopped. When Master Qingxi and Jin An caught up, they saw that Jin An had taken off the skin of the ancestor of Corpse Carrying Village.

Jin An, who was holding the skin bag of the ancestor of the corpse-carrying village in his hand, heard the movement behind him. He turned around and nodded to Qing Xi, then looked at his clone: ​​"Thank you for your hard work, fellow Taoist."

Doppelgänger: "Haha, you are me, I am you, no need to talk about hard work."

As Jin An raised his hand, the clone turned into a rainbow light and flew up, and finally turned into a red lead-mercury holy embryo, which flew into Jin An's hand.

Then it was put into the human stomach bag by Jin An.

Jin An nodded and smiled, his eyes showing gratitude: "This trip has been very hard for Master Qing Xi."

True Man Qingxi is always cold and taciturn: "Not bad."

Then, her clear eyes looked at the skin of the ancestor of the Corpse Carrying Village in Jin'an's hand: "Are you going to help him to transcend and send him off for the last time?"

Jin'an replied: "Yes."

True Man Qingxi nodded and said nothing.

Jin'an knew that True Man Qingxi was a cold-faced but warm-hearted person who was not good at speaking. Although True Man Qingxi did not speak, the fact that True Man Qingxi followed him all the way was a great concern. He looked grateful and said: "I want to hold a seven-day ritual for the ancestor of the Corpse Carrying Village. True Man Qingxi can return to the world of the living with others first. This time the world has changed dramatically, and Yujing Jinque must be waiting for you to go back and preside over the overall situation."

The seven-day ritual was indeed a grand one.

In folk funeral customs, there is a saying of seven-seven funerals. People attach great importance to seven, such as the first seven, the second seven, the third seven...

It is said that because people have three souls and seven spirits, one spirit can be called back for every day of transcendence, and only when the three souls and seven spirits are complete can they enter the reincarnation path.

True Man Qingxi said coldly: "No hurry, I'll wait for you."

"After returning to the Yang world this time, I have something to say to you in person."

"I sent a sound transmission talisman when I came here, asking my senior brothers and others to return to the Yang world first, and they don't have to stay and wait for us."

Outside the ancient city, True Man Qingxi also said "I'll wait for you", and he stayed where he was, not moving a step.

Now he heard "I'll wait for you" again, and he wanted to continue to protect Jin'an and perform rituals, and he didn't want to leave first.

Jin'an was stunned, wondering what important words True Man Qingxi had that he needed to tell him in person in the Yang world?

"Thank you." Jin'an clasped his fists to thank him, and then began to busy himself with the things at hand.

At this time, the two of them were standing on the 100,000 floating corpses on the Yellow Spring River. These floating corpses were piled up layer by layer, as stable as stepping on the ground.

These are all lonely ghosts wandering on the Yellow Spring Road. After death, there are no family members or descendants to help bury them. The corpses have been exposed in the wilderness, so it is difficult to enter reincarnation.

Those struggling on the Yellow Spring Road are also miserable people.

"Senior, you have been working hard all your life, carrying corpses for others, and sending people off for their last journey. But in the end, no one held a funeral for you. Sigh, sigh, sigh. Let me send you off today and help you to be liberated. I hope you can enter reincarnation again." Jin An folded the corpse bag of the ancestor of the Corpse Carrying Village in a neat and tidy manner. Next, he took out the incense, candles, paper money and other things used to commemorate the deceased from the stomach of the deceased, and then burned them one by one. "With full merit, you will be admitted to the immortal class. All checkpoints will make way! This funeral is not an ordinary funeral. The small road opens eight feet, and the big road opens two feet. I will borrow the road now. Once I see it, I will go the other way!" "One cut to get rid of the disaster in the sky, and the four saints of Tianpeng will open the road of yin and yang creation; two cuts to get rid of the disaster in the earth, and the earth will turn into auspiciousness and wipe out all the demons; three cuts to get rid of the disaster in people, and everything will be prosperous! There is no taboo in the sky, no taboo in the earth, no taboo in the year, no taboo in the month, no taboo in the day, no taboo in the time, no taboo in everything, and everything will be prosperous!" The ancestor of the Corpse Carrying Village has read countless funeral eulogies for others in his life. In the end, others used these funeral eulogies to send him off for the last time. This scene can't help but sigh. The way of heaven is a reincarnation. There is a new life when there is withering, and there are new branches when there are fallen leaves and rot. Jin'an took out a statue made of loess from the stomach of a person. It was the statue of Tubo in the Tubo Temple. It was very lifelike, and the charm of Tubo seemed to be about to come out of the clay statue. The pair of eyes of Qingxi Zhenren showed a trace of surprise: "So you have been staying in Tubo Temple these days, copying the statue of Tubo."

Jin An nodded and smiled.

Afterwards, he placed the statue of Tubo solemnly in front of the skin of the ancestor of Beishi Village.

He visualized the Four Saints of the North Pole Tianpeng Zhenjun opening the altar and preaching.

Even if he did not possess the skin of the ancestor of Beishi Village, he could visualize the Four Saints of the North Pole Tianpeng Zhenjun, one of the four great Taoist guardian gods. This was the inheritance given to him by the ancestor of Beishi Village.

Then, the Four Saints of the North Pole Tianpeng Zhenjun shot out a divine light.

"Seventy-two Changes of Taoist Magic"! The seventh change is the Yin-Yang Technique!

As soon as the Yin-Yang Technique was used, the Four Saints of the North Pole Tianpeng Zhenjun personally opened the Yin-Yang creation for the ancestor of Beishi Village. The Tubo statue in front of him was born with a magical power. The seemingly ordinary yellow earth Tubo thought, with a grand will, rose from the ground and descended into the small underworld.

Tianpeng Zhenjun, one of the Four Saints of the North Pole, recited the merits and sang the life story of the ancestor of the Corpse-Carrying Village. With his six arms and palms, he pushed the corpse of the ancestor of the Corpse-Carrying Village into the grand world of will behind the statue of Tubo.

He was not blocked in the middle.

Tubo did not refuse.

Jinan bowed and clasped his fists towards the statue of Tubo, paying a solemn tribute. Then Tianpeng Zhenjun, one of the Four Saints of the North Pole, offered the Tianpeng Talisman, cast another magical power, and recited the "Duren Jing" to complete the last step of salvation.

"Seventy-two Changes of Taoist Magic"! The eleventh change is the salvation technique!

With the Yin-walking technique and the salvation technique, the corpse of the ancestor of the Corpse-Carrying Village was successfully sent to the underworld. This magician was halfway completed. Jinan did not leave immediately. He promised to be a magician for seven days and must do what he said.

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Seven days later.

When Jinan and Qingxi Zhenren returned to the bank of the Yellow Spring River, the people who received the sound transmission from Qingxi Zhenren had already left first.

Jin An took out the Thousand-Eyed Taoist God statue from the human stomach, but saw that the evil god had a sad face, so he asked it what it meant.

The Thousand-Eyed Taoist God statue complained: "Martial Arts Corpse Immortal, why don't you help the Tu Bo God statue move to another place? Whether it is this Taoist God or that greedy and corrupt stomach, it is a bit unbearable to be stared at by the Tu Bo Emperor every day."

Jin An was amused: "You don't do anything immoral, and you are upright and have nothing to fear from Tu Bo."

Even Qingxi Zhenren had a slight smile on his face, and was amused by the Thousand-Eyed Taoist God statue.

Ah?

The Thousand-Eyed Taoist God statue sighed all the way.

Jin An asked the Thousand-Eyed Taoist Statue to help them with the business first and help them locate Taoist Zhanmu and Master Zunzhu. Where are they now?

When it came to business, the statue of the Thousand-Eyed Taoist Lord was not ambiguous. Thousands of eyes were opened on the body, and he used his magical power: "We are almost at the entrance of the passage."

"Everything is normal at the wooden nail dragon pile where the lightning struck. Yujing Jinque and the elders of Tianshi Mansion who stayed at the entrance of the passage have learned that the master has returned and are waiting eagerly."

Hearing that everything was normal, Jin An nodded and praised the statue of the Thousand-Eyed Taoist Lord. This trip to the Taoist Yellow Courtyard was really the right one.

The eyes of the statue of the Thousand-Eyed Dao Lord were twitching: "Martial Arts Corpse Immortal, if you sincerely thank me for my hard work and meritorious service, then help the Tu Bo statue to move to a nest?"

"No." Jin An flatly objected.

The statue of the Thousand-Eyed Taoist Lord flew to Master Qingxi and poured out his bitter water, blowing the wind in his ears.

Seeing one person and one evil god, fighting and joking along the way, the atmosphere was relaxed and joyful. The corners of Qingxi's mouth raised higher and higher, and his eyes were bright, clearly reflecting the person's appearance. Elegant, ethereal, and indifferent, the beautiful Gu Leng Fairy is a little more soft and delicate, and her eyes are bright and spiritual.

Just when the smile on Master Qingxi's face increased, suddenly, Master Qingxi froze in place, his face turned pale, and there was no blood for a moment.

It's like the symptoms of a seriously ill person whose energy and energy have been suddenly emptied out.

Then, the cold fairy's eyes shed tears, pain and sadness appeared on her face, and all the luster in her eyes faded, leaving only withered grayness.

Qing Xi's figure flashed, and he fell weakly, but was supported by Jin An in time.

Qing Xi's lips were bleeding from her bite, and her eyes were extremely painful and sad: "I saw her again, and there was only endless loneliness and pain in her eyes..."

"It's Shaoyang Bureau..."

"Shaoyang situation has been broken..."

Jin An hugged Master Qingxi and shouted anxiously. Master Qingxi had fallen into a coma, her face was painfully pale, her thin eyebrows were tightly knitted, and her face was painful and sad. At this time, she was experiencing huge pain and her whole body was cold. .

Jin An's body was beating with the Yanghuo blood energy of the martial arts immortal, but he still couldn't maintain the body temperature of Qing Xi, and his body was always as cold as stone.

Jin An didn't know what happened to Master Qingxi, but it must be related to the Shaoyang Bureau of Guixu Divine Realm. He picked up Master Qingxi and rushed towards the passage. Only Yujing Golden Tower or Guixu Divine Realm could save him. Return to Qingxi Zhenren.

The statue of the Thousand-Eyed Taoist Lord flew around anxiously around Master Qingxi, constantly calling for Master Qingxi.