Spiritual Qi Recovery: I Am Back As A Fairy

Shuozhou border, northwest desert.

Large expanses of yellow sand cover the sky, with no grass growing in a radius of 800 miles, dead trees and unknown corpses can be seen everywhere. After Spiritual Qi revived, this desert did not usher in vitality, but became more desolate and became a true forbidden zone for life.

The ancestor of the black flood dragon walked towards a huge dead tree in the center of the desert against the wind and sand that could scrape away flesh and blood.

"Bah, bah, my mouth is full of sand." Ancestor Hei Jiao said annoyedly, "It's not a good place to choose, but I chose this poor place, which caused me to eat sand all the way."

"Fellow daoist, you can't blame me for this. The plan is important this time, so you need to be careful."

Just when the Black Flood Dragon Patriarch was depressed and couldn't find anyone, a mummy hanging on a dead tree opened his mouth to speak, and he was so scared that he almost didn't show his original shape, and he was about to spit out a mouthful of Flood Dragon Flame with his backhand.

Looking at the corpse hanging on the dead tree, the ancestor of Heijiao felt disgusted: "Master Huangsha, can you stop hanging on the tree and waiting to dry?"

"Okay, black flood dragon fellow daoist."

A dried bird body under the feet opened its mouth again.

"..."

This guy has no other hobbies in his life, but he likes to turn living beings into mummy, and then enter the body to transform into his own avatar.

"I don't know fellow daoist, can you bring something?" The vulture mummy on the ground opened its mouth quackingly.

"No hurry, the Holy Mother asked me to ask you first, four thousand years ago, after the Wangchuan River stopped flowing, where did Lord Yellow Springs go?" asked the ancestor of the black dragon.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Lord Huangsha, who seemed to be a bit out of order, said angrily: "What is that stinky bitch doing to our Lord Yellow Springs!"

The Ancestor Heijiao didn't dare to answer this question, secretly stunned, this Lord Huangsha is indeed from the same era as the Holy Mother, and dare to be so disrespectful to the Holy Mother...

The longer he worked under the Holy Mother, the more he felt the terror of the Holy Mother.

"This is what the Holy Mother asked me to ask. I don't know the reason." The ancestor of Heijiao said, "You just need to answer me, otherwise you won't get what you want."

"The Lord of Yellow Springs is the only person in the world who can cross the Wangchuan River. He left Yellow Springs and entered the world on his own initiative. We don't know where he went."

"Why did he leave Yellow Springs?"

"I just remember one day, the Lord of Yellow Springs had a discussion with a person who entered Yellow Springs, and since then, he has longed for the world of the living."

According to legend, the Wangchuan River in the far west has the ability to bring people to Samsara, and the Lord Yellow Springs, who is in charge of eight hundred miles, is equivalent to the Lord of the Underworld in the mythical age.

Even though he still hasn't become a fairy, this endless life will undoubtedly drive the world crazy.

It is a pity that through the ages, no one has ever found Yellow Springs.

Gradually, everyone thought that Yellow Springs was just a legend, and almost no one in the practice world believed it anymore, but he learned from the mouth of the Holy Mother that there really are Wangchuan, Yellow Springs, and people who do not enter Samsara in this world.

The Holy Mother told that the Lord of Yellow Springs may not really live forever, but there must be a secret of longevity in Yellow Springs. The Lord of Yellow Sand in front of him is the servant of Lord Yellow Springs and the river keeper of Yellow Springs.

"Fellow daoist, can you give me something?" Venerable Huangsha asked impatiently.

The ancestor of Heijiao took out a bottle from his black robe, which contained a drop of yellow halo water. After a while, all the flesh and blood of the mummy within three feet disappeared, leaving only white bones.

"It's really Wangchuan water!" Venerable Huangsha was excited, "That stinky bitch is so capable that she was able to collect Wangchuan water! Give it to me!"

He guarded Yellow Springs for three Thousand Years until Death, but failed to collect a single drop.

"Fellow daoist, take the things, don't forget our agreement."

The ancestor of Heijiao threw the bottle in the past, turned and left, the people in the management and control bureau were damned, they kept watching very closely, he needed to go back and continue planning.

Lord Huangsha caught it in a hurry, and the sunken eye sockets could not hide the excitement, "Don't worry, the Yellow Springs king has disappeared. This is modern again, and no one can restrain us."

The living can't control the dead. Once you enter Yellow Springs, you will be the dead for life, and the cultivator is the same.

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Disappearances continue to occur, and the people of Shuozhou are in panic, especially the government blocked it at all costs. Uneasy emotions spread uncontrollably among the crowd like a plague.

"Have you heard, three more incidents happened today."

"The lady next door went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables in the early morning. As soon as she walked in, the entire vegetable market was quiet, eerily quiet. When she looked closely, all the vegetable sellers and vegetable buyers were gone."

"It's more than that. The entire North Street is blocked. Several neighborhoods inside are so quiet that you can hear a needle drop on the ground. People from the government have come and gone many times."

"How does this make us live, sleep in our own bed, and Deva will be gone the next day?"

At this time, someone sneaked into the crowd, "Recite the White Lotus Heart Sutra and believe in the Holy Mother of the White Lotus, and you will be safe forever. No one in my family will be missing."

Someone else pretended to be eye-catching and said that it was true: "That's right, I live next door to this kid, and there is really no one missing from his family or relatives."

"real?"

The group of aunts and uncles immediately became turbulent, fighting over each other, "Young man, come here, quickly bring me some scriptures."

"What are you doing!"

The Management and Control Bureau kept an eye on the situation, immediately realized something was wrong, and chased after him.

However, when the person who posted the scriptures saw that he was discovered, he didn’t even run away or make trouble. He just showed a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth and laughed wildly: “The glory of the Holy Mother will come to this world, you who have lost your faith will soon fall into the Yellow Springs."

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, the man fell straight to the ground, his eyes were lifeless and out of focus, as if his soul had been sucked out.

Those who got the scriptures just glanced at them, but they couldn't move their eyes away. They just froze in place, their eyes gradually became dull, and they muttered to themselves.

Listening carefully, it turned out to be the Bailian Heart Sutra. With just one glance, they memorized the complicated scriptures and recited them non-stop.

A streak of black energy emerged from their bodies, which was a sign that their souls had been pulled away.

"Damn it, what kind of spirit technique is this? It has no root and no roots, and it can't even be tracked."

The people from the Management and Control Bureau cursed inwardly. Now that it has spread, many people can be tricked without knowing it, and they can't prevent it no matter what.

"Quickly clean up the scene and wait for the release of Purdue Economics."

Suddenly, an order from the General Administration was conveyed to everyone's communication, and everyone was shocked.

Control Bureau, Xuzhou Mu looked at the young figure walking towards the statue, and sighed from the heart: "The heart of Zen Guanyin to help the world is worthy of the name."

"Amitābha." Presided over by Lingyin Temple, Master Miaokong folded his hands and sat in front of the statue, with a hundred monks behind him, "This is the determination of the little master. To restore the Qingming in Shuozhou, the Buddhist sect is obliged."

They are ready to sit down.

Huzi on the side couldn't bear it, and suddenly shouted: "Liu Li, is it worth it for you to die like this?"

Miaoyin clasped her palms together, and the Buddha's light on her body was unconsciously released, and the light wheel continued to grow, making it difficult for people to look directly at it.

She smiled slightly: "I will not die, I will live in Wanmin's heart."

Just like Su Duanyuan more than three thousand years ago, she always lives in her heart.

She has already taken advantage of the fact that Su Duanyuan is not understood by the world and bears the infamy, so she can only live in her heart for a few thousand years.

But now it's different, she can be understood and praised, compared with that, how glorious it is to die a martyrdom.

Purdue to save the world... This is my life's great wish, and it can finally be realized.