I have an eternal eye

The night is dense and dark mist spreads everywhere, just like the spiritual world.

Zhang Biao walked with a lantern in his hand. There was no one around him, except for a few broken lanterns and ghost fires.

The ruins of the tombs and shrines are dark, and the crows cry at night. There seems to be something erratic in the grass, and there seems to be someone peeking behind the dead trees.

"Pretend to be a ghost..."

Zhang Biao's expression remained unchanged and he sneered in his heart.

Just like in Moyang City, the city lord of Lushan City had received the reminder from Xuandu Temple and had already dealt with the mass graves. There were scorched corpses everywhere and all the wild dogs had been killed. Although it was smelly, it was much quieter.

But there have been too many deaths recently. Although the corpses are burned, there are a lot of lonely souls and evil ghosts in the spiritual world, which makes it so gloomy.

The elders of the Five Immortals Sect invited him to meet here.

Is it possible that you want to show off your power?

"嘤嘤嘤..."

In the darkness, suddenly there was the sound of a baby crying.

Two green lights appeared from the thick fog, but they were a huge white fox. They glanced at him from a distance and nodded to follow.

Zhang Biao narrowed his eyes and speeded up.

Soon, there was a dim light flickering above the tomb in front, but it was a lantern of angry wind, which was lifted up by a bamboo pole.

Under the lantern, an old man was pouring himself a drink.

He has messy hair and beard, is skinny as a stick, wears a faded green cloth robe, holding a greasy chicken leg, sitting on the grave mound, eating and drinking as if no one else is watching.

The white fox gracefully jumped to the side of the nest. I wonder if it was Zhang Biao's misunderstanding, but the eyes he looked at the old man were filled with disgust.

"Fellow Taoist Tai Sui is here?"

The old man turned his head and smiled with a gaping tooth, "Don't be surprised, fellow Taoist, I passed through the Luzhou battlefield before coming here. There were mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and evil spirits were everywhere. Old man, I was injured a little, so I can only feel comfortable in this graveyard."

"It doesn't matter."

Zhang Biao smiled calmly, "But Senior Hu?"

As he spoke, his spiritual vision was already operating.

Hu Yunhai (second grade yellow)

1. The elder of the Five Immortals Sect in Youzhou, after recovering his spiritual energy, went into seclusion in the spiritual world. After a narrow escape, he embarked on the path of spiritual practice and traveled everywhere for his sect.

2. Awaken the demon power in the spirit world: ghost language, practice "Polygonum Drum Sutra", enshrine and raise spirit foxes, and use magical skills: control ghosts, invite evil spirits, and smoke escape.

3. Insidious infection, the foundation is damaged and it is difficult to make any progress.

4. Old man, I have a hard life...

Hu Yunhai didn't know that he had revealed all his secrets just after they met. He just stared at Zhang Biao and shook his head, "It's a shame that beautiful jade and good materials were left in the wild, and Fang Xiangzong's incomplete method was used to build it like this. Those bastards on the mountain don't even have a hair on you." Nothing compares to it.”

"Senior is so complimentary."

Zhang Biao was unmoved, "Senior, did you agree to my conditions when I invited you this time?"

Hu Yunhai hesitated for a moment, "I've said it before. Knowing too much about some things will damage your Daoist heart. If you don't understand, you might be able to move forward without hesitation."

"You really want to know?"

Zhang Biao nodded and said, "It's hard to be a fool."

Hu Yunhai's eyes flashed with green light, "In that case, fellow Taoist, do you dare to enter the spirit world with me to discuss it in detail?"

"Why don't you dare?"

"good!"

After hearing this, Hu Yunhai took off the big cigarette stick from his waist, lit it and took a puff, spraying out smoke that filled his body, his head bit by bit, and his eyes lost their light.

Zhang Biao knew that the other party had entered the spiritual world.

Each school has different methods for how a soul can enter the spiritual world. For example, Xu Lingxu, the former killing sect, used Dharma flags to protect the body, Xuandu Temple had a divine court token, and Hu Yunhai was a bit like a spiritual shaman.

The method of the Five Immortals Sect was born out of the local shamans, and to some extent it has the same roots as the spiritual shamans.

Zhang Biao glanced at the white fox, summoned the moon shadow to protect his body, put on the Nuo mask, and immediately entered the spiritual world.

Mass graves in the spirit world are even more bizarre.

Surrounded by corpses that are constantly decaying, mixed in the bloody mud, blue sparks are blooming everywhere, and the dead souls covered in rags stand with their heads bowed, constantly acting out the scene before death.

Hu Yunhai had already arrived. His whole body was filled with smoke. He looked at the sky and sighed quietly, "Fellow Taoist, do you know why I want you to come here?"

Zhang Biao shook his head and said, "Senior, please give me some advice."

Hu Yunhai pointed at the sky and said in a trembling voice: "There are eyes in the sky, and there is more than one. We are all caged birds, living in a vicissitudes of life, but we are just other people's chess pieces!"

Zhang Biao's heart trembled, "Senior, what do you mean?"

Hu Yunhai sighed, "The way of heaven is infinite, and so is the world. All things are impermanent. All living beings are just travelers on the road, but some people walk very far, and some people are trapped in one place forever."

"Those forerunners have passed through world after world. Some are walking alone, some are called ancestors, and some are spreading the Dharma to the world. They are the real monks!"

Zhang Biao frowned, "Senior, do you mean that our cultivation methods all come from the outside world?"

Hu Yunhai nodded, "This world is called the Ancient Yuan Realm. It is much older than you think. Countless forerunners have come and gone, and countless inheritances have come and gone. This is why the Fang Xiang Sect you learned came from."

Although Zhang Biao had already guessed, he was still shocked and wondered: "Why are they coming?"

"Hahaha……"

Hu Yunhai suddenly became happy, with some inexplicable sadness and anger in his eyes, "Because this road becomes more and more difficult as you go up. It is simply impossible to support cultivation with the ability of one world."

"They regard the world as a fertile field, and they will leave after planting fruits. However, the world needs to be restored, so they shrink their spiritual energy. This is the reason for the revival of spiritual energy in the Age of Dharma End!"

Zhang Biao's head was buzzing and his voice was trembling, "Who can do this?"

Hu Yunhai sighed, "It is an existence that is unimaginable for us. I don't know much. The only thing I know is that the Ancient Yuan Realm has been harvested many times and can no longer support it."

"Today's sects are all outer sects, and the sects are only in the Qi refining period. We are all just surviving. No matter how talented you are, it will be difficult to escape."

Zhang Biao frowned, "Where are those people from the inner sect?"

"gone!"

Hu Yunhai's eyes were full of ridicule, "They are the real seeds of the sect. Last time, a powerful person picked the fruit. They had received the news long ago and were protected by the sect's artifact. They passed through the spiritual world and went to other worlds to reincarnate and practice again."

"But they are no better than us."

Zhang Biao narrowed his eyes slightly, "Why?"

Hu Yunhai hesitated for a moment, "It doesn't hurt to tell you. Anyway, with your qualifications, you will eventually know about this matter."

"In our practice, we can absorb spiritual energy during the foundation building stage, the yin spirit can leave the body during the golden elixir stage, and the yang spirit can leave the body during the Nascent Soul stage."

"Only Nascent Soul Yang Shen can travel through all realms, and his soul will not be destroyed. The remaining people will have a narrow escape no matter what method they use."

"The Xuandu Temple is strong enough. Their inner sect, the Divine Court, was devoured when they traveled through the spiritual world. No one from the inner sect, from lay gods to disciples, survived. The same is true for the Yanjia Sect."

Zhang Biao thought of the ancient turtle who was a demon cultivator of the Killing Sect, and the golden elixir stage monk still only had a wisp of his soul left, hiding in the coffin and not daring to show up, and knew that Hu Yunhai had not lied to him.

His heart sank slightly, "What about going up further?"

"More on?"

Hu Yunhai was happy, "Only a ghost knows that even the general sect of the Five Immortals Sect may not have such a person."

Seeing Zhang Biao fall into shock and remain silent, he shook his head and said, "Do you know what I just meant?"

"Knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing. With your qualifications, you can only consider yourself unlucky to be born in this ancient Yuan world."

Zhang Biao looked gloomy, "Senior, you must be hiding something. As far as I know, the Slaughter Sect has a golden elixir demon cultivator who came to the world, and I'm afraid there are other sects as well. If there is no hope in this world, what are they doing here?"

Hu Yunhai was stunned and said with a hint of surprise: "You know a lot, but this matter is of great importance. Only the leaders of each faction know the inside story."

"I can only tell you that everything is the result of a game from above. We left Yujing City not voluntarily, but as a last resort. We cannot afford to offend the people behind the Killing Cult."

"What's behind them?"

"Devil! Real devil!"

"If it gets too serious, the Tiger Temple will suffer the same fate. Their main gate will be uprooted, the tree will fall and the trees will scatter, turning them into rootless duckweeds."

"As for more, I don't know."

Zhang Biao did not give up and continued to ask: "Since it is so difficult to travel through all walks of life, how do you contact the superiors?"

This is what he is most curious about.

In the Age of Dharma Ending, which has lasted for at least a thousand years, the spiritual world has been closed and all dharma has not been revealed. If someone had told him about cultivation a few years ago, he would have probably been regarded as a lunatic.

Just like in the current society in the past life, some people said they knew how to use the thunder method, but they couldn't use it and would only be arrested in a mental hospital.

How did the sect maintain its faith for thousands of years.

A strange flash appeared in Hu Yunhai's eyes, "Since you have inherited Fang Xiangzong, haven't you heard of the Dream World?"

I see!

An idea flashed in Zhang Biao's mind, and he suddenly realized.

In the lineage of Fang Xiang, there is "Birqi Dream Eater", which is a method in dreams, specially designed to deal with evil spirits in dreams, so naturally the dream world exists.

It's just that this thing is too mysterious and difficult to understand, so he didn't make up his mind.

Thinking of the description of the dream world, Zhang Biao said in disbelief: "The spirit world can still generate souls and be independent. The dream world is confusing and chaotic. Even monks can't be independent. How can you have this ability?"

"A ray of fragrance spreads across all realms."

Hu Yunhai shook his head and said: "We don't have this ability, but the main sect has artifacts and masters. Although preaching in dreams is difficult, it is not impossible."

"If this were not the case, we would have driven the Slaughter Cult to extinction long ago, because there are also demons entering dreams. As long as there is killing in the world, the inheritance of the Slaughter Cult will not be interrupted."

After listening to what he said, many of Zhang Biao's doubts were finally solved, and he respectfully bowed his hands and said, "Thank you, senior."

"Need not."

Hu Yunhai waved his hand, "Tsk tsk, Fourth Grade, you are such a freak, old man, I'm just selling you a favor."

"And you are the successor of Fang Xiangzong. Our Five Immortals Sect worships secular gods, so we must ask for your help."

"Also, the old man can tell you some news. The Nuo-faced Xiongbo among the twelve Nuo-faces of Prime Minister Fang is in the spiritual world of the Snow Mountain."

"What?!"

Zhang Biao's eyes suddenly widened.

"What are you in a hurry for?"

Hu Yunhai sneered and said: "There are many remaining ghosts and gods in the spiritual world beyond the Snow Mountain. Our Five Immortals Sect can only barely protect itself. If you have the ability to reach the peak of Qi refining, you may be able to give it a try."

"Xiong Bo with a Nuo face is actually in the Snowy Mountains..."

Zhang Biao took a deep breath and said, "Fang Xiangzong, what happened?"

Hu Yunhai was silent for a moment, "They and the Xuanyang Sect want to prevent the great master from picking the fruit, but they are trying to shake the tree, and they are overestimating their own capabilities."

As he said that, he seemed to be a little discouraged, "Okay, that's it. I know that your Fang Xiangzong has the skill of the spiritual field in the spiritual world. If you can grow the Awakening God Grass, I, the Five Immortals Sect, can have as much as you want."

"There are no precious medicines in Daxue Mountain. It just depends on whether you have the ability to grow the Awakening Grass and contact Bai Sanlang..."

After that, he picked up the big cigarette and took a puff. The clouds and mist filled him and he disappeared into the spiritual world.

Zhang Biao also withdrew from the spirit world, but saw a thin figure accompanied by a white fox, gradually disappearing into the thick fog...