Twelve years have passed since Chen Changsheng came to the world of immortality.
In the waking years, Chen Changsheng was always running around in a hurry, walking in this world of immortality, inquiring about news and looking for evil spirits.
In Yunshang Mansion, he only went back when he was about to die and sealed all the evil spirits he had caught on the tree.
"This evil spirit is getting deeper and deeper."
Chen Changsheng lowered his head and glanced at his sleeves, and saw that there were many evil spirits coming down. This time he woke up and caught about ten evil spirits, neither too many nor too few.
Thinking about it, three years have passed.
I looked for Mr. Zhong before, then I looked for Mr. Fox, Ying En and Ying Yuan, and then I looked for the Dragonborn of Huanghai.
Maybe, it's almost done.
"Let's see how many there are first."
Chen Changsheng flew away in the air, and the first place he went to was the Demon Realm.
Hu Junhan has been busy inside and outside for three years, and has caught many evil spirits, so much so that even the demon clan prison can hardly contain them.
It was only later that the traces of evil spirits gradually disappeared, and he came back.
Hu Junhan opened the door of the prison and said: "They are all here."
Chen Changsheng took a quick look and saw that there were many evil spirits in the prison.
There are about fifty or sixty of them.
Hu Junhan said: "In addition, there are two special evil things."
With that said, he led Chen Changsheng into the dungeon, opened another secret door and walked in.
There is a chain on the stage, which seals one arm and another leg.
Hu Junhan said: "These hands and legs are very different. The evil energy does not dissipate, and even real fire cannot burn them out. They look like dead things, but they also seem to be alive."
Chen Changsheng came to his senses and said: "The owners of these two things are extraordinary."
"Mr. Chen knows?"
"Um."
Chen Changsheng immediately said: "Mr. Fox, have you ever heard of Lord Summoning Demon God?"
Hu Junhan thought for a moment and shook his head.
Chen Changsheng said: "These hands and legs were once the physical body of a demon. The thoughts were gone at that time, but the physical body remained. Like those evil spirits, it was suppressed under the high wall."
"magic?"
Hu Junhan said: "I haven't heard of it for a long time."
In today's time, magic has almost disappeared.
Hu Junhan said: "At that time, there were powerful people in the world of immortality who destroyed the methods and demon statues inherited by the demons. In the early years, some demon cultivators could still be seen, but then they became less and less. Until now, they have disappeared.
The sound disappears."
"Destroy the magic door, golem?"
Chen Changsheng said: "In this case, how to end its inheritance?"
Hu Junhan is a little confused. Mr. Chen doesn’t know?
He immediately explained: "Monks need to have a method to practice. Sir, you should know that a newly created method needs to be recognized by heaven and earth. It must be baptized by thunder and calamity before it can be practiced. Such a method that is recognized by heaven and earth will only remain in the original written method.
That piece of paper, and that piece of paper is difficult to burn or erase, and only this one copy is allowed. Even if it is copied separately, the handwriting will only disappear in an instant."
"The great master at the time first captured the magic method that had been passed down by the demonic monks, and then used some unknown method to destroy that magic method!"
"As a result, those who practice this method will no longer be able to practice, and will suffer backlash, or even death, and the only way is to reshape the method."
"But the demonic monks simply cannot withstand that calamity."
"The magic method of the demonic way is different from the righteous way. The creation of the method is a blessing from heaven. In addition, the magic way is despised by heaven and earth. This kind of thunder disaster is not something that ordinary demon cultivators can withstand."
"I don't know how many demon cultivators died just from the lightning disaster."
"After a long time, the devil's path will become extinct."
Hu Junhan said: "Actually, the most difficult point is how to destroy the method. I have checked many ancient books before, and this is the only one recorded in them."
He thought for a while, looked at Mr. Chen and said: "The disappearance of the devil's ways may be due to instructions from God."
After all, in the understanding of all people or demons who practice the method, the method cannot be destroyed at all.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.
Chen Changsheng's thoughts were not on the matter of destroying the Dharma. Instead, he asked: "Jun Jun said just now that the Dharma cannot be copied?"
Hu Junhan nodded and said: "Exactly, there is a saying that the Dharma is not passed down lightly, and the Taoist rhyme and insights will remain in the original of the Dharma. Many immortal sects pass down the Dharma orally, and only through personal transmission can the original of the Dharma be seen."
Chen Changsheng was in a daze and froze on the spot.
Seeing that Mr. Chen didn't speak for a long time, Hu Junhan asked, "What's wrong, sir?"
Chen Changsheng came to his senses, paused and said, "I thought of something that happened many years ago."
He looked at Mr. Fox and asked: "Did anyone successfully copy the method from the previous records?"
Hu Junhan shook his head and said, "No."
This is simply impossible.
"Is this so..."
Chen Changsheng murmured, opened his mouth, and recalled what happened when he was in Qiuyuefang.
At the time, he had indeed copied down the art of the imperial edict.
And now, the art of the edict is still preserved in the library of Liuyunguan, tucked into a certain book.
'If that's the case, how did I copy it down in the first place...'
Chen Changsheng was in a daze for a moment.
He suddenly understood why the old city god looked at him that way.
If there is no precedent.
Then why did you copy it again?
Chen Changsheng was puzzled, and he would definitely find out the truth later.
Afterwards, Chen Changsheng didn't ask any more questions about the Dharma. After packing up all the evil spirits in the prison, he hurriedly said goodbye to Mr. Fox.
"Mr. Chen, are you going to Tongtian River next?"
"Well, I also found the Second Prince and Dragon Girl of the Dragon Palace before."
Hu Junhan nodded and said: "They probably didn't catch many. The one they caught the most was probably the Wild Sea Monster."
"I'm going to Huanghai later." Chen Changsheng said.
"Mr. Chen should be careful if he goes to Huanghai."
"Thank you Mr. Hu for reminding me, Chen must pay attention."
"Um."
After Chen Changsheng left the demon realm, he went south and entered the human world.
Rush all the way to Tongtian River.
But when he was passing by Shangjing, Chen Changsheng stopped.
"Um?"
I found something that didn't seem quite right...
He looked towards the imperial palace in the upper capital, looking through the palace to the person sitting on the dragon throne.
The person sitting on the dragon chair seemed to feel a gaze. He looked towards the sky outside the hall. This feeling of being watched made him frown.
When the man raised his head, Chen Changsheng saw the man's face clearly.
Chen Changsheng was stunned for a moment and murmured: "Why, it could be him..."
He has only been gone for more than ten years, what happened in the world?!