White Bone Monkey King

The identity of the Wuzang Taoist robe is too obvious. Jin'an specially wore it inside out before leaving the Taoist temple.

The back of the Wuzang Taoist robe is full of cinnabar scriptures, which are the "Duren Sutra" plus the Five Thunders and Evil Slaying Talismans and the Six Dings and Six Jias Talismans.

The cinnabar is red, and the "Duren Sutra" copied in cinnabar can be easily mistaken for a blood-colored Taoist robe from a distance.

Therefore, when a headless Taoist priest, wearing a blood-red Taoist robe, leaves the Wuzang Taoist temple and walks on the incense avenue full of temples of gods and ghosts and the atmosphere of the underworld, it is conceivable that when other people walking in the underworld see the headless Jin'an from a distance, they can only hide and observe from a distance.

As an ancient capital of several dynasties, it has been destroyed by wars several times and rebuilt after the wars. Every building in the underworld capital is a stacked building rising from countless ruins.

The same is true for the ghost and god temples on the Avenue of Incense. Each ghost and god temple was built on the ruins of the old ghost and god temples.

This is a repetitive process of replacing old gods and establishing new gods.

The imperial family in the hearts of the people is like this, and the ghost and god beliefs in the hearts of the people are also like this.

Every era has its own new beliefs, including Taoist temples, temples, and the location of the Wuzang Taoist temple, which also rose from countless ruins.

There is nothing eternal and unchanging in this world.

Even the river of time that has consumed countless new and old gods is always moving forward and changing.

Therefore, there are many unwilling ghosts and demons hidden in the Avenue of Incense. These ghosts and demons are dormant in the dark, and they are spied on every living person who breaks into the Avenue of Incense with resentment and curses.

These ghosts and demons come from ruined Taoist temples, ruined temples, ruined Tianzhu temples, Rakshasa temples, Nanman wizard temples, and so on.

Only temples with prosperous incense in the world of the living can make the ruins in the underworld peaceful. The prosperous incense is like a mountain suppressing the ruins under the feet, and not too many evil spirits dare to show up rampantly.

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Headless Jin An walked on the empty incense road, and his footsteps were crisp and far away on the empty and quiet road. On both sides of him were tall ruins. He seemed to be walking alone in the dark abyss. The incense road was gusty, and paper money flew up from time to time. The ashes in the copper basin at the intersection, the remaining incense and candles on both sides of the street, and some coffins piled in the ruins of the temple occasionally made a few strange sounds, and there was a cold breath lingering.

Compared with these dark ruins, the Wuzang Taoist Temple with flickering incense and candles in the dark night became a soul-guiding lamp in the underworld, a ray of light in the darkness.

And a headless Taoist priest wearing blood-red scriptures, walking on such a gloomy road of gods and monsters, adds a bit of ghosts and gloom.

The cold air hidden in the ruins of the stacked buildings was attracted by the empty footsteps, and paid attention to Headless Jinan one by one. Until Headless Jinan walked out of the incense road safely, no hidden ghosts and gods attacked Headless Jinan.

Perhaps it was the obsession of these old ghosts and gods abandoned by the people in the underworld that recognized Headless Jinan as a kind.

When Headless Jinan was about to leave the incense road, he suddenly stopped and turned in one direction without a head.

On the ruins of the stacked buildings in that direction, there stood a Taoist temple. The light of incense and candles in the Taoist temple flickered. An old Taoist priest stood in the Taoist temple, frowning and staring at Headless Jinan with an alert look.

Headless Jinan recognized the old Taoist priest. He was the old master of the Fugong Taoist Temple in the Yang world. He didn't expect to meet this old master who came to the underworld today.

As a habitual etiquette among fellow Taoists, Wutou Jinan subconsciously performed a double fist bow, with his left hand holding his right hand, raised in front of his chest, standing without bowing, which was the standard Taoist fist bow.

The left hand represents good, the right hand represents evil, and the left hand holding the right hand implies promoting good and hiding evil, being humble and friendly.

After Wutou Jinan performed the fist bow, he realized that he was now a demon in the eyes of the living. It was the first time he walked in the world without a head, and there were indeed many details that he had not yet adapted to. However, he did not put away the fist bow, but continued to perform the bow openly.

He had a clear conscience, so how could he be sneaky, hiding, and acting like a coward.

The old master of the Fugong Taoist Temple, who had just walked out of the underworld, was stunned, and then subconsciously raised his hand to perform the Taoist fist bow in return.

Perhaps even he did not expect that he would be treated so politely by a headless Taoist in the underworld.

After the two exchanged greetings, Wutou Jinan continued to walk out of the Avenue of Incense with a green candle lantern in his hand.

The old master of Fugong Taoist Temple looked solemn and stared at Wutou Jinan's back. He didn't know the depth of his cultivation until Wutou Jinan disappeared completely.

When walking in the underworld, he met a headless Taoist priest whose cultivation level was unknown. He bowed to him in a friendly way. Today's experience was quite bizarre for the old master.

He wanted to follow him to find out where Wutou Jinan was going, but firstly, he had other purposes for this trip to the underworld, and secondly, Wutou Jinan's cultivation made him afraid, so he finally gave up this choice.

The unexpected encounter with the old master of Fugong Taoist Temple was just a small episode. Wutou Jinan just left the Avenue of Incense and met another pair of Yin and Yang masters.

The two seemed to be brothers and sisters, driving corpses in the underworld. The corpse was covered with wounds and looked like it had died an untimely death and was hacked to death by someone.

It seems that this pair of brothers who are masters of Yin and Yang took on the work of relatives in the living world.

The relatives could not find the body in the living world, so they entrusted the Yin and Yang master, and then the two of them came to the underworld to search for the burial site of the body and help the living world to track down the murderer.

While chasing corpses in the capital city of the underworld, their nerves were extremely tense. Suddenly, they met a headless Taoist priest on the road, which really frightened the two of them, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Headless Jin'an did not stop and continued walking towards the outside of the underworld capital.

"Brother, is that headless Taoist priest a living person walking in the underworld, or is he a demon in the underworld? His cultivation is unfathomable! You and I are both at the late stage of the second realm. Even when facing a master of the third realm, we may not have this kind of ability. It’s a completely invisible feeling…”

"Don't say much. Hurry up and finish your journey to the underworld and return to the underworld. Since the age of great strife came, too many people died, and the world has become increasingly uneven. Not only the underworld is affected, but the underworld is also not peaceful. Every time I leave, Strange things happen to you all the time!"

The two senior brothers hurriedly drove the corpse away.

Their conversation was all heard by the headless Jin An. Even Mr. Yin Yang in the second realm could feel that the underworld was not peaceful. Jin An felt it even more clearly. In such a short journey, he encountered people walking in the underworld one after another.

The more people died in the underworld, the more turbulent the underworld became. He clearly felt that the atmosphere in the underworld capital this time was a bit colder than before.

He knew that this was because the seal of the Four Symbols Bureau of Duantianjiedi was broken, many people died in the capital city, many dead souls became obsessed with the underworld, and some deeply hidden ghosts and gods were gradually reviving.