Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

Chapter 159: A Dream of Huangliang

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"Erlang, don't blame your brother for not giving you a funeral. It's really you who have ruined all our family's money. The money earned by my eldest brother's hard work over the years has been used to treat our mother's illness. Our family is already impoverished. What's more, There’s no money left.”

"But don't worry, from now on during Qingming Festival and New Year's Eve, my eldest brother will come to visit your grave. You can rest peacefully there."

Watching Liu Dalang muttering to himself, the ghost of Liu Erlang standing on the grave could not help but change his expression, showing regret and pain.

"If I had known this, why would I have done it in the first place!" Xu Junming shook his head secretly.

"Taoist Master, I'm fine!"

Liu Dalang patted the dirt on his body and stood up.

"Let's go!"

"The Taoist master won't leave?"

"I have other important matters!"

Liu Dalang nodded, bowed deeply to Xu Junming, turned around and left with the shovel.

Seeing his back disappear, Xu Junming turned around and looked at Liu Erlang's ghost.

"I will give you seven days to stay at home with your mother and brother. After seven days, I will send you to reincarnation!"

"Thank you, Taoist Priest!"

"Remember to return on time and don't have any evil thoughts, otherwise don't blame me for not sparing you!"

Liu Erlang remained silent and nodded quickly.

"Go!"

After bowing to him and saluting, Liu Erlang sank into the ground.

He is a ghost, and if he wants to return home, he has to wait until dark.

Liujiawa was the only one who wanted to deliver the body, Liu Erlang. Once this matter was done, it would be over.

But Xu Junming will have to stay here for a few more days until his first seven days are over.

Nothing happened. I walked around Liujiawa a few times and found nothing unusual.

Wu Lide's matter has no clue at this point.

Near evening, Xu Junming returned to Yizhuang. Liu Si, who did not disturb the room on the left, returned to his room and sat down cross-legged. He took out a porcelain bottle from the bag, and then took out a copper bowl that was about the depth of an adult's hand and seven inches in diameter.

The copper bowl is half full of yellow rice.

Different from ordinary yellow rice, they are not only rich in aura, but also sparkle with colorful brilliance.

Xu Junming poured the yellow rice from the porcelain vase into the copper bowl. With a flash of colorful light, the poured yellow rice slowly disappeared and the essence was sucked in.

Opening his right palm, a wisp of blue and white clouds flew into the copper bowl and melted into the yellow rice.

He stretched out his hand and made a false move, and a grain of seven-colored yellow rice flew into his palm. His magic power was secretly activated, and a wisp of white cloud emerged. Liu Erlang's figure appeared among them.

At this time, he was in the casino, staring at the gambling table with a feverish expression, completely addicted to it.

I waved again, and a few more grains of yellow rice floated up, each with a human figure in it, but their expressions were all different, ranging from joy, excitement, sadness, greed, and regret.

He let go of his hand and let the yellow rice slowly fall into the copper bowl.

Xu Junming nodded with satisfaction.

This bowl of yellow rice contains a total of three hundred and sixty-five grains, which is the number of days in the week.

He used the Dongzhen medium-grade yellow rice cultivated by the Nanzong of Maoshan, combined with the seven emotions and six desires such as sadness, fear, and fear, to practice the fundamental magic weapon of the soul path, called "Yimeng Huangliang".

Because there are too many of them and the training time is short, they are only the top-level mid-level magic weapons of the sixth level of treasure ban.

However, the most common thing in the world of mortals is desire. It is not too difficult to practice this 'a dream of yellow beams'.

I saw Mao Miaomiao next to me.

"Would you like to go in and try?"

"don't want!"

Mao Miaomiao shook her head desperately.

Before it surrendered, its soul was captured by Xu Junming and thrown into Huangliang Yimeng.

Although a grain of yellow rice may be small, to a disembodied soul, one grain is a small world. Joy, anger, worry, sadness, fear, the seven emotions and six desires are repeated all over again, and it is almost like dying.

And over time, the soul is infected by the power of the seven emotions and six desires. Unless Xu Junming takes action, he will sink in it forever.

Mao Miaomiao, who had tried the taste, naturally didn't want to go in again.

With a faint smile, Xu Junming put away the 'Yi Meng Huang Liang' and began to enter meditation and realize the Tao.

"demon king!"

After patting his chest with his left front paw, Mao Miaomiao muttered in fear and lay down again. She originally planned to go out to catch fish to satisfy her craving, but now she dare not move.

The night is getting darker and everything is quiet.

"Um?"

Xu Junming suddenly opened his eyes and looked to the southeast.

Mao Miaomiao also opened her eyes.

"Master, there are spiritual energy fluctuations in that direction!"

Xu Junming nodded and his body disappeared instantly!

"Don't wait for others!"

Mao Miaomiao, who had recovered his mid-level Xiantian cultivation, looked at the direction Xu Junming left with envy. The way of Hutian was so close to the end of the world, and the speed was too fast.

Xu Junming took a few steps and took a few breaths to reach the place where the incident occurred.

In a clearing surrounded by trees, a short and stocky man wrapped tightly in gray linen clothes, leaving only his eyes outside, was waving a dark yellow flag that smelled of excrement, and shot out a series of dark yellow spiritual lights. .

Opposite him, a young man wearing a green robe, a white bone crown, a long pointed face, slender eyes, and a sinister expression was brandishing a white bone whip to resist the dark yellow spiritual light coming from him.

Both sides have late-stage innate cultivation, and the magic weapons in their hands are all of the middle-grade Dongzhen, so they are equally matched and neither can do anything to the other.

Xu Junming watched for a while, then his heart moved. A white light, as fast as lightning, shot straight towards the man in green clothes.

"not good!"

The man in green clothes was fighting the enemy with all his strength, but he didn't expect that there was someone else beside him.

What was even more unexpected was that the weapon was so sharp and sinister. Just when his head was tilted a little, a white aura had already passed through his head.

With a scream, a black-gray shadow flew out of the green-robed man's body and fled into the distance.

Xu Junming twisted a grain of yellow rice and flicked his fingers. The colorful yellow rice disappeared instantly. When it came back, the soul of a five-step snake was already trapped inside.

"Crack...!"

The man in green clothes disappeared, and the body of a five-step snake that was two feet long and as thick as a bowl of sea fell down.

This confrontation between the rabbit and the falcon happened almost in an instant.

The man in linen clothes looked at the young Taoist priest standing on the treetop in shock and wariness.

The other party can kill the five-step snake demon as well as chopping melons and vegetables, so naturally he can be killed in the same way.

He stretched out his hand and made a move, and the body of the five-step snake, plus its magic bag and bone whip flew into Xu Junming's palm.

After taking a brief look at it, he compressed it using the space compression technique and put it into the magic bag.

Turning to look at the man in Mai.

The reason why he took action without asking why was not because the man in green clothes was a snake demon, but because the snake demon had resentment in him, and although the man in linen clothes was stinky and unbearably filthy, he had merit!

It goes without saying who is good and who is evil.

Seeing that he was wary, Xu Junming reported himself to his family.

"I went to Maoshan Nanzong Xu Junming again and met Taoist fellow Taoist!"

"What? Are you Xu Junming, the 'Xuanyin Tyrant Sword'?" the man in linen clothes said in surprise.

"Why can't I get around this bad name?"

"I am Xu Junming, not some 'Xuanyin Tyrant Sword'."

Seeing that he didn't like it, the man in sackcloth wisely didn't mention it.

"I have heard for a long time that my Taoist friend is so domineering and unparalleled in his true fighting skills. The two sects in the north and south of Maoshan competed with one against four, and they were able to win in battle. Ma Wu admired him deeply, and he has been a close friend of the Taoist friend for a long time! I can see you today, it's really great It’s a blessing for three lifetimes!”

Xu Junming took a step forward and jumped down from the treetop.

"Fellow Taoist Ma is too modest. What is the origin of the snake demon who was fighting with fellow Taoist just now?"

"Young Daoist Xu don't know?"

"I just saw that it was full of resentment and sinful, so naturally I wouldn't leave it in the world."

"I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Xu to have the art of looking at Qi!" Ma Wu said in admiration.

"I just understand it a little bit!"

Silently pretending to be cool.

The art of fortune-seeing is a wonderful art of numerology. Although he is familiar with Yi Gua, he is still far from being proficient in it. If it weren't for the help of the bronze mirror, he wouldn't be able to see the 'luck' in others.

"The name of this snake demon is She Shan, and he calls himself the 'Five-Step True Monarch'. He is a spirit from a five-step snake from the nearby Goddess Peak. He has a late-stage innate cultivation level and has never done any evil deeds. But recently, he suddenly started looking for blood. Hunting for souls starts with just killing those bandits who do evil things."

"But in the past month, it has actually started to harm the business traveler. I have repeatedly fought with it to get rid of this evil monster. However, I thought that this monster's strength has improved rapidly. I was able to beat it half a year ago, but now I can only barely beat it. If Fellow Daoist Xu had not killed this beast, I would inevitably be harmed by it in the future."

After saying that, Ma Wu bowed deeply.

"You don't have to be polite, fellow Daoist Ma. We are all on the right path, and we should help each other. But do you know why Sheshan suddenly started cannibalizing and hunting souls?"

"I really don't know this!"

Judging from his expression, it didn't look like he was faking it.

"Does fellow Taoist know the location of this cave in Sheshan?"

"It's on the mountain behind Goddess Peak. As for the specific location, I don't know!"

"Please, fellow Taoist, lead the way!"

"It's easy to talk! Fellow Daoist Xu invites... who?"

Ma Wu shouted loudly and turned around suddenly to look at the woods behind him.

He had just had a fight, and he was at his most vigilant at this moment.

A black stream of light burst out from the dense forest and headed straight for Xu Junming.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, be careful!"

Ma Wu shouted loudly and waved the flag in his hand, sending a stream of dark yellow light straight towards the black light.

Xu Junming waved his sleeves, and a ray of fire flew out, intercepting the dark yellow stream of light.

After a burst of "crackling", a strange smell of excrement spread out.

"It stinks, it stinks!"

The black stream of light fell on Xu Junming's right shoulder, and a black cat as big as a palm appeared in Ma Wu's eyes. The black cat sat on Xu Junming's shoulder, covering its mouth and nose with its two front paws, and looked at Ma Wu with disgust, as if he was five or six years old. The little girl's voice came from the black cat.

Xu Junming frowned and waved his sleeves again. A strong wind suddenly came, rolling up the dead branches and leaves, and countless air whizzed away.

The stench in the field suddenly faded by half.

"Don't be nervous, Taoist fellow Ma, this cat is my spiritual beast!"

Ma Wu also understood at this time, and quickly waved the big flag in his hand, sucking in all the stench.

"Fellow Daoist Xu Haihan, it's me Meng Lang!"

"Fellow Daoist, it's serious!" He glanced at the flag in Ma Wu's hand, "If I'm not mistaken, this treasure, Friend Daoist, was made with the energy of five dung sacrifices?"

The so-called five dung gases are the poisonous gases produced by the essence of the feces of cattle, sheep, pigs, dogs, and chickens. They are one of the poisons.