But seeing that Xu Ping didn't want to elaborate, he had no choice but to sigh: "I've spent hundreds of years of practice, but it can't match your one adventure. I'm really ashamed."
"It's just that I'm lucky." Xu Ping said with a smile.
"yes!"
The old mountain god suddenly sighed with emotion: "Those who are lucky will ascend to the fairyland and escape from the mortal world, while those who are unlucky will just like me, wasting their years in this temple all day long."
Xu Ping's thick eyebrows furrowed and he couldn't help but look at the little fox Ah Li, thinking to himself, what's wrong with this old mountain god? Why are you telling me this?
When the old mountain god said this, he raised his head and glanced at Xu Ping. Seeing that he was confused and did not explain, he smiled and said: "I am too talkative. The young master just said that he wanted to find someone, but I don't know who he wants to find.
If I can help, I will do my best."
"The person I'm looking for..."
Xu Ping relied on his memory to tell the appearance of the Ishida ghost, and then looked at the old mountain god: "In addition, the energy that that person carries is also different from us. Maybe you can check it out from this aspect."
"Hold on!"
The old mountain god did not hesitate, turned around, stepped into the air, and entered the statue. In an instant, a circle of divine power rippled out, covering several nearby mountains.
Xu Ping noticed that this mountain god had a different look on his face just now, as if he had something to say to him, or something he wanted to ask of him.
The little fox Ah Li also noticed it and said, "Mr. Xu, why does Grandpa Mountain God seem to listen to you so much?"
Xu Ping shook his head: "That's because he enjoys helping others and has a bodhisattva heart."
Quietly waiting for the results of the mountain god's investigation, after a while, the mountain god came down from the statue again and shook his head at Xu Ping: "Except for a few hunters, I didn't notice anyone suspicious in the mountain. I asked about the flowers and stones in the mountain.
No vegetation, nor the person you mentioned, passed by here."
That’s it!
Then it's another trip in vain.
Xu Ping thanked him and said: "Thank you to the mountain god for your help. I am very grateful."
After saying that, she looked at him quietly.
The old mountain god understood instantly, shook his head and said: "I have helped Mr. Xu, but I also want to trouble Mr. Xu about something."
"I wonder what happened to the mountain god?"
Xu Ping asked.
The old mountain god pondered for a long time and said: "Actually, this question about Lao Chan is a bit difficult to talk about. I just want to ask Mr. Xu if there is a way to contact other gods."
Contact other gods?
Xu Ping was puzzled and asked: "Has the old mountain god encountered any trouble? Does he need to ask other gods for help?"
If there really are other troubles in the mountains, Xu Ping doesn't mind solving them easily. With his current strength, he is invincible below the immortals and above the immortals. It's not a problem to exchange one for another.
Lao Shanshen said: "It's not really a trouble. I just feel that Shen Yun has become more and more powerful recently, but my life span is running out. I want to ask them if there is a way to contact Xianting."
Good guy!
This is what I want to formally establish, and by the way, I can give myself a life span of several hundred years!
Xu Ping never imagined that this mountain god was struggling with something like this.
But Xianting has obviously been closed.
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Even with Xu Ping's current Taoist practice, he can't feel any trace of immortal energy in the world, which further proves that the Immortal Court has never been opened.
Xu Ping pondered for a moment, thought for a while, and said: "To be honest, I was invited by Zhenjun Zhongkui from the underworld. I went down to the underworld and got some news from him. Immortal Court..."
"In fact, it has been closed for a long time. It is not an exaggeration to say that it has disappeared."
"What!
The old mountain god was shocked and looked at Xu Ping in disbelief.
If it were just said from his mouth, the old mountain god would not believe it, but if it was said by Zhenjun Zhongkui, then he would naturally believe it.
The old mountain god looked at Xu Ping in front of him and said hurriedly: "Right or wrong, I don't believe the young master, but I can't confirm whether the young master has really met Zhongkui Zhenjun and got this news from his mouth."
Xu Ping smiled calmly and took out two objects, one was the ghost-killing sword and the other was the ghost-catching order.
"I think you should know these two things."
Of course the old mountain god knows him.
Zhong Kui's ghost-killing sword appeared at the same time as the ghost-catching order that he only issued. How could the mountain god not believe it?
Being able to give away his sword is enough to prove how close the relationship between the man in front of him and Zhong Kui is.
Zhenjun Zhongkui told this young man that the affairs of Immortal Court became reasonable and well-founded.
After thinking about this, the old mountain god seemed to have aged more than ten years for a moment, with an aura of decay all over his body.
He walked slowly to the mountain temple, looked at the vast mountain forest, and murmured: "If this is the case, doesn't it mean that there will no longer be gods in the future."
…
When leaving the mountain temple, you can still see this old mountain god, staring at the horizon in a daze.
With the little fox sitting on Xu Ping's shoulder, he walked into the forest and searched for the little fox's home according to the location in its memory.
"Sir, what's wrong with Grandpa Mountain God?" the little fox asked in surprise.
Xu Ping was silent for a moment and said, "He was abandoned!"
"abandon?"
The little fox Ah Li obviously didn't understand and said: "Who abandoned him?"
"The world abandoned him!"
Xu Ping said softly.
After saying that, he just collected his thoughts and said, "How far is your home from here?"
"Ahead, ahead... we're here."
The little fox hesitated and said.
Xu Ping chuckled lightly. It was morning when he left the mountain temple, but now it is dusk.
"You think I don't know, you've been leading me around..."
The little fox Ah Li was exposed and became even more ashamed. He lowered his head and said in a voice as loud as a mosquito: "So, Master, are you going to abandon me too?"
Xu Ping chuckled: "If you were allowed to live in the human world, would you be willing?"
The little fox was stunned. For a moment, he didn't know how to speak.
This little fox is actually a bit shy and doesn't like life in the human world. Xu Ping will not force it to stay around, although sometimes it is quite useful.
"Okay, now that you have gone home, I am ready to say goodbye. If there is a chance in the future, I will come to see you." Xu Ping lifted the little fox from his shoulders into his arms, stroked its fur, and said softly.
"oh!"
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The little fox lowered his head and responded. As if he suddenly thought of something, he hurriedly said: "But you avenged me, and I haven't repaid you yet."
Xu Ping was about to say no, but suddenly remembered something and said, "Have you heard of Bai Suzhen's story?"
The little fox was confused: "What is that?"
Xu Ping put down the little fox in his hand. The fiery red little fox fell into the white snow, as if there was only one fox in the world.
"Forget it if you don't know."
"When mountains and rivers meet, we will meet again later."
Xu Ping strode away, and his figure quickly disappeared into the mountain forest, leaving the little fox standing there, staring at the long-disappeared figure in a daze.
…
The bright moon hangs high, and its light spreads all over the earth.
Located between the lofty mountains, a narrow path seems to split the mountain peaks. This is a line of sky and the only way for the Miao territory.
A group of practitioners who were tired of their travels, traveling through mountains and rivers, passed by this place.
They are all practitioners of the Miao Border Witch Gu Sect who are supporting the northeastern territory this time. Although the number of people who went this time was not large, there were only twelve people when they left, but now there are still twelve people when they come back.
The only difference is that the twelve people who went there were all alive, but when they came back, six of them were corpses.
The journey was long and it took them a full week before they returned from Qicheng.
Six corpses controlled by poisonous insects walked in the middle, and five living people walked through the narrow sky in a three-in-one, two-in-one fashion.
"Brother Ahua, I didn't expect these Japanese ninjas to be so powerful. Xiaocha just got married. How will we explain it when we go back?" Among the two people walking behind, the younger one faced the older one,
Confess in a low voice.
The elder is the leader of the Wu Gu Cult this time, and his name is Li Dehua.
The younger one's name is Sun Youcai.
"Youcai, we have made these things clear before departure. No one can say whether we can come back or not. Others have nothing to say."
Li Dehua took a long drag on the cigarette butt, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it, and then said: "It's those damn Japanese who are damned."
Sun Youcai rolled his eyes, looked at a certain corpse, and said: "Let me tell you, Brother Ahua, actually this matter has nothing to do with us, why are you asking for trouble? Several people are dead now.
, I really don’t know how to explain it to people.”
When the middle-aged man named Li Dehua heard this, he immediately stopped and looked back: "What do you mean by having money? I told you before we set off this time that this is not what the religion means, but what I mean."
I mean, I welcome those who want to go, and I won’t force anyone who doesn’t want to go. Are you blaming me for saying such sarcastic words now?"
Sun Youcai hurriedly shook his head: "Don't dare, don't dare, how can you? What I mean to say is, after all, our witch and Gu family live in a remote place, and whoever is in charge has little to do with us."
"I Have a Picture Book of Ghosts and Gods"
Li Dehua became even more angry and angrily shouted: "What do you mean it has nothing to do with us? You saw it when we were in Qicheng. Which thing those beasts did is considered a human matter?"
Whether they were dug out of those houses or the grassland, there were hundreds of corpses, most of which were ordinary people, including children.
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Seeing that Li Dehua was really angry, Sun Youcai didn't dare to challenge him anymore, he just lowered his head and endured the scolding.
When the three people walking at the front heard the sound, one of them turned around and said, "Brother Dahua, please calm down. He is young and ignorant and doesn't understand the truth at all."
"That's right."
The three people in the lead turned back to comfort them, and the team stopped.
The person who was the first to offer comfort accidentally glanced at the six corpses in the middle, frowned slightly, and said strangely: "Old Liu Tou is so out of shape. At first glance, he thought he was someone else."
When the other people heard what he said, they immediately cursed: "Stop talking nonsense. It's so late at night, so be careful."
Li Dehua held his breath and stopped scolding him. He just said loudly: "Okay, we are almost at the inn outside the town. Let's hurry up and stay there for one night."
After saying that, the few people continued on their way.
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and a strong wind suddenly rose.
The bright moon was obscured by dark clouds, and the sky lost its illumination and suddenly became dark.
"Everyone, be careful!"
"This wind is unusual."
Li Dehua reminded several people loudly, and at the same time, he prepared for the attack. Poisonous miasma appeared all over his body, and there were tiny poisonous insects flying in the miasma, forming a protective layer around them.
"Maybe I encountered a mandrill!"
"Is everyone okay?"
The first few people spoke one after another, and the wind around them became stronger and stronger, accompanied by the sound of ghosts crying and howling, like lonely ghosts in the forest, all awakening at this time, surrounding them.
"ah--"
Just when everyone was highly nervous, Sun Youcai suddenly screamed, and then he rolled to the ground with a loud sound, as if he had been severely injured.
"It's the voice of wealth."
"Youcai, what's wrong with you?"
Relying on the sound to identify the location, Li Dehua hurried over to save people.
Although I don't like this kid very much, since I brought him out, I have to take him back no matter what.
And he would be home soon. If something happened here, he would really regret it for the rest of his life.
Unexpectedly, just as he rushed over, he suddenly felt an evil wind coming from behind. However, the force had not yet been exhausted, and he had no time to dodge. He could only shake up his whole body, and the miasma contained the Gu insects and attacked behind him at the same time.
Although he didn't know who was behind him, he thought that this move alone was enough to deal with it.
But he never expected that what came behind him was not an entity, but a soul, and there was no poison targeting souls in the miasma.
The soul that completely blended into the night was like a sharp steel knife, which penetrated straight from his back, transformed into the shape of a palm in his body, and crushed his soul with an extremely skillful and ruthless movement.
He even died without making any sound at all, and until his death he didn't know who had taken action.
Among the people present, only Li Dehua was the strongest.
After he died, the howling ghosts all around became closer and closer.
"No, these things are coming."
"Brother Ahua!"
Waves of coldness hit, and the three people at the front were already aware of the danger, and there was no sound of fighting behind them, which frightened them even more.
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Someone tried to shout, but there was no response at all.
But there were still six corpses between them, and they couldn't get past them. Just when they were anxious, a scream broke through the night.
"ah--"
The man standing at the front of the team screamed again, and the other two suddenly discovered that three or four ghosts with disheveled hair were lying on his shoulders and biting his body fiercely.
The white flowers and blood lake are stained with ghosts' cheeks, which is extremely terrifying.
"Retreat first and use the soul-eating Gu."
The two men screamed in terror and hurriedly ran to the rear, knocking over several corpses on the way, but now they didn't care.
However, just after knocking away the first corpse and approaching the second corpse, the corpse's eyes suddenly lit up red, and its arms were raised like sharp blades, thrust into their stomachs like cutting tofu.
These corpses were controlled by the corpse poison, and the person who inflicted the poison was Sun Youcai. The two of them were killed by the corpses, and they immediately thought of this.
"If you have money, you..."
"You beast."
After passing several corpses and looking at Sun Youcai slowly approaching from behind in the darkness, the two of them would never have thought that he would attack their companions.
"People die for money and birds die for food. Forgive me, the Japanese people give too much."
Sun Youcai had a smile on his face, holding a few Gu insects in his hands, and said with a relaxed expression: "Don't be nervous, after all we have known each other for so long, I will still help you send your bodies back."
After saying that, he threw those Gu insects into the mouths of several people and watched them slowly die.