Uncle Jiu soon calmed down and said, "Then you are back now."
"That world was a bit special. There were evil spirits everywhere in the world. The turbid air and filthy air polluted the demons. They became ferocious and violent, eating people and killing countless demons."
"I stayed in that world for several months, and demonic power appeared in my body, and my spiritual power was transforming into demonic power."
"My thinking has also been slightly affected. I don't want to become a murderous monster."
"I learned from a Taoist friend that there are many methods that can suppress and solve this problem. However, those methods are all secrets of large sects and are guarded by many strong men who practice the practice of practicing the Void and the Tao."
"Maoshan also existed in that world, but eight hundred years ago, the entire Maoshan clan resisted the Yuan Dynasty and perished together with the Song Dynasty." Wang Xiaohei said.
"What? Demonization? Anti-Yuan? Song Dynasty? Maoshan perished eight hundred years ago?" Uncle Jiu was a little stunned when he heard this.
He wondered if he had heard wrongly.
You know, when the Song Dynasty was founded, it was only 960 years ago in 1920.
When the Song Dynasty fell, it was only 641 years ago.
What the hell are these eight hundred years?
Wang Xiaohei immediately explained to Uncle Jiu the weirdness and development process of that world.
The historical dynasties of the two worlds are basically similar, but the years of existence of the dynasties have been extended several times.
Moreover, even if the dynasty existed for a longer time, the people who ended the dynasty were all in the right place.
Uncle Jiu was shocked after hearing what Wang Xiaohei said.
It is unimaginable that that world was still the Ming Dynasty and had existed for more than four hundred years.
The most important thing is that this Ming Dynasty still followed the path of the Qi Lun Dynasty.
You know, their Maoshan also has records that the previous court also wanted to follow the path of the Qi Lun Dynasty.
However, for unknown reasons, they all failed.
"However, Maoshan in that world no longer exists." Uncle Jiu still felt a little uncomfortable about this.
After all, he is Maoshan's core disciple. Although it is another world, he does not want Maoshan in that world to cease to exist.
"Which skill from Maoshan do you need?" Uncle Jiu asked.
"Spirit Forging Technique." Wang Xiaohei said.
"The Spirit Forging Technique? I have read it. It is indeed a secret from our Maoshan Mountain. However, this Spirit Forging Technique can only be practiced by humans. Even if you are a spiritual beast, you cannot practice it."
Uncle Jiu said.
"Huh? Can't practice?" Wang Xiaohei suddenly frowned.
"That Taoist friend is well-informed and powerful, and his Xuanyuan Sword Technique is superb. He has no opponent in the realm of refining gods and returning to the virtual world. He should not lie to me."
After hearing this, Uncle Jiu thought for a moment and said, "Then go to Maoshan first and ask the master uncle."
Wang Xiaohei nodded when he heard this, and then said: "If the Spirit Forging Technique cannot be practiced, the Golden Light Curse of Longhu Mountain and the Pure Heart Technique of Wudang Mountain can also be practiced."
In Jiu Shu's world, there is no Baiyun Temple, but it is called Fayuan Temple. Presumably, there is also a method similar to Heart Zen in it.
As for the Ming Dynasty’s Dragon Elephant Prison-Suppressing Heart Sutra, there’s no need to think about it.
"Yes, it's not the past. I heard about the Golden Light Mantra of Longhu Mountain, and we also copied a copy of the Pure Heart Art of Wudang Mountain, but I didn't see it in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. I think the head master should know it.
." Uncle Jiu said.
"Really? That's great."
To be honest, after returning to Uncle Jiu's world, Wang Xiaohei didn't worry about the skills at all.
Even if Maoshan didn't have it, he could quietly go to Longhu Mountain or Wudang Mountain to get the Golden Light Mantra and the Pure Heart Art.
"Xiao Hei, I wonder if your innate magical power can lead people to the new world?" Uncle Jiu suddenly asked.
Wang Xiaohei heard this and said with a smile: "Of course. When I come back this time, I plan to bring a group of people there. I also caused some trouble in that world. I still suffer too much if I fight alone."
"Okay, okay, then we all have hope." Uncle Jiu was extremely excited when he heard this.
"Then let's leave now. Without further ado, we can tell you the details on the way." Uncle Jiu said.
"Yeah." Wang Xiaohei nodded.
"I asked Wencai, Qiu Sheng and Aqiang to take turns driving, day and night, and we can reach Maoshan in a day or two at most." Uncle Jiu said.
"No need to go to such trouble. I have practiced the art of soaring into the clouds and riding on the mist, and I can arrive there in less than two hours." Wang Xiaohei said.
"Oh? You actually practiced this technique, but the spiritual energy is thin, can you continue to use it for so long?" Uncle Jiu said with some surprise.
The art of soaring into the clouds and riding on the mist, they also have this art in Maoshan, but it is placed on the first level. It is considered a small magic and cannot be put on the stage.
If it were the ancient times, any monk would know this technique.
"Although I can't replenish it, I think there is no problem with my current spiritual power. Time is tight. I will leave in ten days at most. Otherwise, my cultivation will fall to the early stage of the Demon King." Wang Xiaohei said.
"Well, it's not too late." Uncle Jiu nodded.
They immediately walked out of the door.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Aqiang and Wencai, whose heads were wrapped into rice dumplings, lying on the door and quietly eavesdropping.
As soon as the door was opened, he fell straight into the room.
Uncle Jiu kindly stepped aside and let these two guys fall to the ground.
"Ouch!" The two of them suddenly exclaimed in pain, and then quickly stood up.
"Are you very free? Why don't you go watch the construction of the Taoist temple?" Uncle Jiu scolded.
"Yes, yes." The two of them ran out immediately.
Uncle Jiu walked to the front of the house and said to the two people in the yard: "Wait a minute, Xiao Hei and I are going back to Maoshan. You should keep an eye on things here to make sure nothing goes wrong."
"Ah? Master is going back to Maoshan again." Wencai was shocked, but he was very happy in his heart.
If the master is gone, then he can be lazy for many days.
"Let's go, Xiaohei." Uncle Jiu said to Wang Xiaohei.
"Um."
Wang Xiaohei nodded, and then used the technique of soaring into the clouds and riding on the mist.
Suddenly, clouds and mist rose beneath their feet, then enveloped the two of them, and finally lifted into the sky and disappeared.
"Ah, this, this, this, this," Aqiang looked at this scene, extremely shocked.
"Fly, it's flying, soaring into the clouds and mist." Aqiang exclaimed.
"Tch, what's this? I was sitting there when I first came here." Wencai was also shocked, but he raised his head and said with arrogance.
"Yes, when you came here, there was also white mist. What does it feel like to soar into the clouds and ride in the mist?" Aqiang hurriedly came up and asked.
"It feels so comfortable, but it's a pity that you don't have to sit down." Wen Cai said with a smile.
"By the way, my head was injured and I need to recuperate. You can go to the construction site and keep an eye on me this afternoon." Wen Cai said.
"Ah? I've just been staring at it all morning." Aqiang suddenly looked unhappy.
"Then I want to settle with you the fact that you chopped me off. How are you going to settle this?" Wencai pointed at his head and said.
"Well, I'm sorry, I'm going, I'm going right now. I don't know where this kid Ade has gone. And senior brother Wencai, why haven't he come back from the provincial capital yet?"
Aqiang left muttering.
…
A white cloud is flying high in the sky against the wind, which is extremely unreasonable.
However, when there are two figures in the cloud, it becomes even more unreasonable.
However, this is a world of ghosts and ghosts, and everything becomes reasonable.
Even though it was so high and so fast, Uncle Jiu didn't show any fear at all. Instead, he felt it was very novel.
"It's really fast, much faster than a car." Uncle Jiu said with emotion as he stood above the clouds and could still see the scenery below.
"By the way, Uncle Jiu, I wonder if Jiao Shisan went to Maoshan during the time I left?" Wang Xiaohei suddenly asked.
"Jiao Shisan? Do you think it's the dragon at the peak of the Demon King?" Uncle Jiu said suddenly.
"Yes, I broke through to the Demon King on an island near Hong Kong Island and awakened Jiao Shisan who was sleeping under the island."
"During my conversation with him, he seemed to know our ancestor from Maoshan. Is there an ancestor from Maoshan who is still alive?" Wang Xiaohei said.
"Yes, I only found out recently. My cousin returned to Maoshan and happened to see the dragon. Then he came to my place and told me some of the secrets of Maoshan." Uncle Jiu said.
Although Uncle Jiu is also a core disciple of Maoshan, they have only heard that Maoshan has a blessed land of cave heaven.
As for the ancestor who refined the gods and returned to the void, he had never heard of it.
Also, only Uncle Jiu will know these secrets if he takes over the position of Palace Master of Fulu lineage.
"There really is an ancestor who can refine gods and return to the void. I thought Jiao Shisan was just talking nonsense." Wang Xiaohei was also thinking about whether he should bring Jiao Shisan with him.
This guy is at the peak of the Demon King. He has attacked the Demon Emperor five times and is still alive and kicking.
Your cultivation level may have declined now, but once you go to the world of A Chinese Ghost Story, your cultivation level will quickly improve.
Even, he can successfully break through the Demon Emperor.
However, we still need to think more about this matter and let the people in Maoshan have a headache. Let's see who Maoshan sends.
In this way, the two of them traveled through the clouds and fog, and in just an hour and a half, they crossed thousands of kilometers and arrived at Maoshan Mountain outside Jinling City.
And it fell directly from the sky.
When the clouds fell, a figure flew over from a distance.
But it was Master Jiuxiao who happened to be nearby.
"Who are you evildoers? How dare you...huh? Is it Xiao Jiu, and the Black Emperor?" Master Jiuxiao was about to take action, but he saw the clouds and mist dissipate, revealing the figures of Wang Xiaohei and Uncle Jiu.
"Uncle Master, there is a major matter that you need to decide on. It is related to the future of our Maoshan." Uncle Jiu said.
"A big thing? What's the matter?" Master Jiuxiao asked in confusion.
Uncle Jiu looked around and saw some disciples gradually approaching.
"This is not the place to talk. Come with me." Master Jiuxiao immediately led them towards the palace.
"Tell me, what's the big deal? It's also related to the future of our Maoshan." Master Jiuxiao said.
"There is a new world, a new world with abundant spiritual energy." Uncle Jiu got straight to the point and threw out a king bomb.
