Chapter 133 The Yinyi River stops flowing (6k big chapter, please subscribe and vote monthly) (revised)
Jin An came to Fucheng this time with the intention of completing the legacy of Taoist Wu Zang.
The Taoist temple of the Five Zang Taoists is in Fucheng.
There are two junior disciples in the sect, so Master Wu Zang wants Chen Pi to fulfill his last wish and bring the news of his death and the Taoist disc, "The Secret Sutra of Five Zang" back to the temple.
Then he asked his junior brother to serve as the new temple master.
However, Wu Zang Taoist did not expect that even Chen Pi would not escape the bad luck of death later. Before Chen Pi could go to the inn to retrieve the relics, he was already dead.
Therefore, Jin An planned to let him continue to fulfill the last wish of Taoist Wu Zang.
Including Wu Zang Taoist as the temple master, there are only three people left in the entire Wu Zang Taoism. One can imagine how declining Wu Zang Taoism is.
Talent is withering badly.
I almost lost my incense.
The reason why Jin'an entered the city was because the Wu Zang Taoist Temple was located in the city.
Fucheng is no different than the counties under its jurisdiction. It has a prosperous population and many incense disciples. Therefore, Buddhist temples in Fucheng have sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain, taking the initiative to promote Buddhism in the world.
On the contrary, the Taoist disciples who are indifferent and do nothing, do not have so many believers in the city, and there are only a few people around.
The largest Buddhist temple in Fucheng is called Bailong Temple.
As soon as you enter Fucheng, the first thing you see is a low mountain in the west corner of Fucheng, which looks like a high-rise building in the flat plain.
This low mountain is lush and lush, with beautiful bamboo forests. On the top of the mountain is a magnificent and magnificent Buddhist temple, which is the Bailong Temple, the largest Buddhist temple in Fucheng.
The people in Bailong Temple have a strong incense, and the incense is flourishing every day. There is an endless stream of believers who go up the mountain to burn incense and pray for blessings every day.
The Bailong Temple built on the mountain is like the most dazzling golden dome in Fucheng. People in Fucheng can look up and see its majestic majesty, which has stood for hundreds of years.
Looking back at the Wu Zang Taoist Temple, the talent has withered and now only two people are left. It is so bleak that it is almost extinct.
It's a world of difference.
Fortunately, the Taoist disk has the address of the Taoist temple engraved by the official, so it is not difficult to find the Wu Zang Taoist Temple in Jin'an.
However, when Jin An found the Wu Zang Taoist Temple, he found that the door of the Taoist temple here was tightly closed, and there was a lock on the door. It looked like he had gone far away.
"Little brother, I see that there is a lot of dust on the steps in front of the Taoist temple. It must have been a while since I left." The old Taoist priest led the silly sheep behind him and said to Jin'an.
"Who are you looking for?"
At this time, several elderly people who lived nearby and were sitting at the door basking in the sun looked over curiously.
They looked suspiciously at Jin An, who was wearing a Taoist robe and had short hair. He was not a Taoist, a monk, a scholar, a scholar, but he did not look like a knight.
Jin An asked politely: "I have disturbed some elderly people. I would like to ask, where are the original Taoist priests in this Taoist temple?"
"Are you guys?"
The elderly people did not immediately answer Jin An's questions.
Jin An introduced himself: "I am half a disciple of Taoist Wu Zang outside. I carry Taoist Wu Zang's legacy and return to Wu Zang Taoist Temple to pass on the last wishes of Taoist Wu Zang."
"Last wish?"
"Priest Wu Zang had an accident outside?"
The old men immediately started discussing.
Then they sighed and said, "We don't know exactly where they went. We only know that one of the Taoist priests died, and even his body was not recovered. The other Taoist priest said that he went out to find the five internal organs of the Taoist temple.
Chang, he didn’t say where he went.”
"Dead?"
Jin An was surprised.
But those elderly people really didn't know this time. They only vaguely knew that one of the Taoist priests was dead after hearing the miserable cries in the Taoist temple that day.
As for how he died, they didn't dare to ask.
All I know is that I cried all night.
Then the Wu Zang Taoist Temple was closed the next day.
Jin An was silent.
The old Taoist priest did not bother Jin An at this time.
Baa baa——
The goat lowered its head and meowed a few times toward the Taoist temple.
"I know how they died." Suddenly, a man's voice came from across the Taoist temple.
He was a middle-aged man with high cheekbones, a sallow complexion, and a sickly look.
It turns out that there is a coffin shop opposite the Wu Zang Taoist Temple, and this morbid middle-aged man is the owner of the coffin shop.
Taoist temples perform rituals and deliver salvation, and then there is a coffin shop nearby that buries the dead. This is not surprising.
"One of the Taoist priests from this Taoist temple died in a place called Wutou Village."
"Headless Village?"
Jin An felt that the name sounded like a bad place.
Facing Jin An's curious gaze, the morbid middle-aged man replied this time: "Where is the Headless Village? Are all the Headless Villagers really in the Headless Village? Even if you ask me, I will ask the same question."
I don’t know. It’s just because I live opposite the Taoist temple, so I happened to hear some noises that night.”
After finishing speaking, the morbid middle-aged man turned around and returned to the coffin shop. Not long after, the other party came out again and handed Jin An an iron bar.
"Taoist Priest Yuyang asked me to keep this iron key before he left for a long journey. He said that one day if the Taoist master of the Taoist temple, Taoist Priest Wu Zang, comes back, he will give this iron key to Taoist Priest Wu Zang. But since Wu Zang Taoist
The Taoist Master is no longer here, so you can be considered half a disciple of Wu Zang Taoist Temple, and I can consider this iron key returned to its original owner."
So said the coffin shop owner.
"Boss, aren't you afraid that I am an imposter and took the opportunity to vacate the Taoist temple?"
The owner of the coffin shop told the truth: "I have been neighbors with the Wu Zang Taoist Temple for such a long time. The Wu Zang Taoist Temple is very poor. If it really had anything valuable, it would have been stolen long ago."
All right.
Jin An stopped being pretentious and took the iron key generously.
"Thank you, boss."
Jin An sincerely thanked him. He and the old Taoist priest did not have a place to stay in the city, so they planned to stay in the Wu Zang Taoist Temple in the near future. In case the Yuyang Taoist priest who had traveled far away came back, he could also visit the Wu Zang Taoist Temple.
The long relics should be returned to the other party in person.
So, an old man, a young man, and a sheep settled down temporarily in Wu Zang Taoist Temple. However, no one had lived in Wu Zang Taoist Temple for a while, so all the furniture inside was covered with dust, and the bedding had to be replaced.
Wash and dry. And the owner of the coffin shop was indeed right. The Five Zang Taoist Temple was indeed impoverished.
After such a busy time, he worked straight into the night. Sharpening the sword did not disappoint him. He also successfully sneaked into the city late at night and climbed over the wall into the Taoist temple.
"Master."
"Big brother."
"Third Junior Brother."
Old Taoist priest: "!"
The old Taoist priest held a bowl and scooped up the rice with a black face.
Another achievement of Yin De made Jin An beam with joy and asked Xi Jian to come over and have a meal together.
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In the following days, Jin'an, who had been on the road after escaping from Chang County, finally regained a rare peace in his life.
Jin An took the prescription of "Shengui Dabu Decoction" and began to study the "Blood Knife Sutra" hard.
"Blood Sword Sutra" has fourteen levels, fifteen levels...eighteen levels. Under the nourishment of century-old medicine, Jin'an's progress is soaring to the sky every day.
I'm afraid there will never be another person in this world who is as extravagant and wasteful as he is, taking a hundred-year-old medicine every day and turning it into a meal.
So the speed of progress is also conceivable.
Jin An felt that he was possessed by Zhang Wuji!
He successfully mastered the "Blood Sword Sutra" to the eighteenth level in half a month.
At this time, he was full of energy and blood. He activated the red blood energy and became even more energetic and masculine.
The blood is overwhelming.
He also did not fall behind in the practice of the "Secret Manual of the Five Internal Organs". However, because the medicinal materials of the Dingling Pill are so precious that they are not easily available even here in Fucheng, Jin An has never dared to practice it with all his strength.
Just greet the morning glow every morning and breathe in the Qi of the Immortal Temple of the five internal organs.
The last time he refined the Soul-Calling Pills, he finally kneaded them with his own hands and produced a total of forty-six pills. Fortunately, the remaining Soul-Calling Pills were consumed at the rate of one per day, which was enough for him to consume for a month.
Within this month, he should be able to ask the local medicine shop to find those precious medicinal materials for him.
The practice of "Secret Sutra of the Five Internal Organs" is slow, half the result with twice the result, and the results are slow. There are not many Taoist techniques that can be practiced in the early stage, and there is insufficient self-protection power. In addition, the elixirs and medicinal materials are precious, so Jin'an still focuses on practicing martial arts.
This is why Jin'an's practice is different from that of ordinary people. Every day he has the luxury of nourishing himself with century-old medicine. If it were an ordinary person, how could he have so many resources of century-old medicine to support his daily practice and make rapid progress in martial arts.
Ten days later.
On this day, Jin An went to Fangshi and bought another batch of medicinal materials, mainly the medicinal materials of "Shengui Dabu Decoction" and "Longhu Medicinal Wine".
First, the imperial edict sealed the centuries-old medicinal materials.
Then he took out the secret books of "Blood Sword Sutra", "Sixty-Road Monument Opener", and "Black Mountain Kung Fu", and began to seal them one by one.
He planned to seal these three secret books today, directly sealing the first-class martial arts secret books, so as to completely step into the ranks of first-class masters.
First-class masters are the pyramids in this world. They can almost walk sideways in the whole world, as long as they don't encounter those Taoist masters, Sakya masters, strange people and cultivators, or the old masters who have been famous for a long time in the world... What about Jin'an?
Have you found that it’s okay if you don’t practice, but the more you practice, the more likely you are to meet a master?
This made him feel a little sore.
Put aside these distracting thoughts for now, imperial seal!
"Blood Knife Sutra", twenty-four levels!
It costs two hundred yin virtues.
It's not a first-class martial arts.
However, this was also within Jin An's expectation. When he first began to consecrate the "Blood Sword Sutra", he was also ranked among the second-rate martial arts by conferring it twice in a row.
Jin An looked through the contents of the secret book, and sure enough, it was still a second-rate martial arts, not a first-rate one.
Second edict!
"Blood Knife Sutra", level 30!
It costs two hundred yin virtues.
Three seals!
"Blood Sword Sutra", thirty-sixth level!
It costs two hundred yin virtues.
Jin An was surprised.
Yin De——
Fifteen thousand four hundred and fifty.
Jin An gave himself a qi-watching technique. He originally had 16,104 yin virtues. In the past ten days, because of practicing the "Blood Sword Sutra", he had been awarded two hundred-year-old medicinal materials. In addition, he had been awarded three times in total this time.
Therefore, a total of 800 Yin De was spent before and after, leaving 15,304 in the end.
But because Jin An was thick-skinned, his good disciple Chi Jian gave him a lot of virtuous virtues, so in the end there was a total of 15,450 virtuous virtues left.
Jin An didn't hesitate any longer. He had already entered into a fight with the first-class martial arts secret book and was awarded another seal!
"Blood Sword Sutra", level 42!
It costs three hundred yin virtues.
Jin An's eyes were filled with joy, this time it finally happened.
In the end, it cost a total of 900 Yin De to be admitted to a first-class martial arts school.
Jin An picked up the secret book and studied it for a while, and found that in the "Blood Sword Sutra", which has entered the first-class martial arts, in addition to more exquisite sword skills, more streamlined sword moves, faster sword use, and more domineering sword skills, there are also new moves.
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Red blood power!
Thousand flames!
Qianyan is equivalent to boiling the whole body's blood on the basis of red blood energy, and a huge amount of red blood energy is introduced into the opponent's body and explodes.
You can choose to boil one-third of the blood, half of the blood, or the whole body's blood. The more the explosion, the more Qi and blood will be depleted. This is equivalent to a desperate move that can injure the enemy by a thousand and damage itself by eight hundred, but the power is also very domineering.
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"Ninety-Six Road Monument Openers".
The first style is the Crane Cloud Hand, the second style is the Tiger Collapse Fist, the third style is the Bear Backrest, the fourth style is the Ox Demon Bone Crushing Axe, the fifth style is the Elephant Demon Leg, the sixth style is the Eagle Claw Hand.
The seventh pose is the dragon's bones, and the eighth pose is the ape devil's waist.
It costs nine hundred yin virtues.
Jin An was immediately happy when he saw the secret book of the Open Stele Master and finally practiced the method again. It seemed that Nine Hundred Yin De was the threshold for first-class martial arts.
Jin An felt that it was no longer appropriate to call the Monument Opening Shou who had been awarded the Eighth Form the "Ninety-Six Road Monument Opening Shou". This martial art was similar to the Twelve Forms and Intentions, so he would simply change it to the "Baji Xingyi" in the future.
fist".
And "Baji Xingyiquan" has not lost the nine hundred Yin De.
After practicing to perfection, you can hit four thousand kilograms with one arm.
It is indeed a first-class martial arts.
No wonder it is said that a first-class martial artist can become a martial arts master.
Reached the realm of master.
But one person can hold off an army of cavalry alone.
Although this is somewhat exaggerated, the torrent of thousands of galloping horses cannot be stopped, and the torrent of thousands of cavalry should be no problem.
This is a frontal stand-alone situation.
If it is a wandering fight, seven in and seven out, and the enemy's head is taken from the enemy's neck like a bag, thousands of troops and horses will not be able to leave a single first-class martial arts master.
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"Black Mountain Gong", sealed by imperial decree!
The first layer is the black evil spirit of fire poison, the second layer is the black shirt, the third layer is the black mountain, the fourth layer is the marrow cleansing, and the fifth layer is the fire in the heart.
The sixth floor is the cutting sutra, and the seventh floor is the pagoda.
It also costs 900 Yin De.
This time, there are two more realms. Cutting through the menstruation is to further improve the human body's constitution, while Stupa is to integrate the first six into one, further improving the internal energy of fire poison, air mask, hardening of the skin membrane, washing the marrow and cutting through the menstruation, and being invulnerable to all poisons.
power.
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The three martial arts secret books cost Jin'an a total of 2,700 Yin De in the end.
Jin An was lucky that he had unexpectedly accumulated a huge amount of virtue due to a momentary act of kindness, which was why he was able to allow him such luxury.
Three first-class martial arts schools were awarded at one time.
This made Jin An temporarily give up on the idea of conferring a Liuding Liujia Talisman three times. After he has established a firm foothold in first-class martial arts, it will not be too late to confer it again. After all, it is a full five thousand Yin De.
Even with Jin An's current wealth accumulation, it still hurts to spend it.
Qi gazing.
Yin De——
Twelve thousand, seven hundred and fifty.
Not long after, Jin An once again felt that he had made a wise decision by suspending the sealing of the Six Ding Liujia Talisman three times.
Just as Jin An was meditating and practicing "Black Mountain Kung Fu", he immediately quit.
His eyes pondered.
Ordinary hundred-year-old medicinal soup can no longer satisfy the needs of first-class martial arts practitioners.
That’s not to say that it has completely lost its efficacy.
The efficacy of the medicine is definitely there. No matter what level of master, the centuries-old medicinal materials are extremely precious and can only be found.
But compared with the previous progress speed, it is no longer able to satisfy Jin An's desire for strength.
It's like, after tasting the fishy smell of meat, it's hard to swallow soup anymore.
It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.
This made Jin An fall into thinking and making choices. The century-old medicinal decoction can be used, but the effect is not as good as before.
In the end, Jin An set his sights firmly and sealed the deal!
Two hundred virtues.
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Peaceful time always flies as fast as a shuttle.
It seems like yesterday, but suddenly, it has actually been a month and a half since Jin An stayed at Wu Zang Taoist Temple.
In this month and a half, Jin An successfully practiced the "Blood Knife Sutra", "Baji Xingyi Quan", and "Black Mountain Kung Fu" to perfection.
Because of the lack of comparison, even Jin An can no longer clearly estimate what level of strength he has reached.
But Jin An still knew better. If he were to meet an ordinary first-class master like Monk Pu Zhi again, Jin An would be able to easily kill Monk Pu Zhi without using the Liuding Liujia Talisman.
The progress in the "Secret Tradition of the Five Internal Organs" has also been great.
He had successfully entered the middle stage of Qi Practitioner three or four days ago. The biggest improvement was that when he used the Taoist technique of "Searching for Things", he was able to steal seven peaches from the rich and unkind gentry's family.
It is now the fifth month of the lunar calendar, and there are already early-ripening peaches, but they are not affordable for ordinary people. There are peaches to eat every day these days, which makes the old Taoist priest and the goat very happy.
The three people and one sheep in the Taoist temple, as well as the owner of the coffin shop opposite the door, are blessed every day.
Practicing the "Secret Sutra of the Five Internal Organs" is a Taoist method of getting twice the result with half the effort. It took Taoist practitioners of the Five Internal Organs more than 40 years to achieve some success.
It has only been two or three months since Jin Anman finished his training, and it has only been two months since he practiced with the help of the Dingling Pill. He has already achieved what he has achieved so far. Even the coffin board of the founder of Five Zang Taoism would not be able to hold it down.
During the month and a half they lived in the Taoist temple, Jin'an and the others gradually became familiar with the owner of the coffin shop opposite.
The old Taoist priest also started his old business. If the coffin shop owner had any excuses for doing business, the coffin shop owner would also take care of the old Taoist priest.
Over time, the reputation of the old Taoist priest gradually spread in the neighborhood. Although the money given by ordinary people was not much, it was enough to feed three mouths.
As for the goats?
I didn't see anything!
As for why ordinary people came to find him? Naturally, the rich, wealthy, country gentry and officials all came to find the eminent monks of Bailong Temple.
And as the old Taoist priest has recently become famous nearby, the people in the surrounding area also know that the Five Zang Taoist Temple has been reopened.
Because the old Taoist priest made a lot of public appearances, Jin An had been practicing martial arts in secret, sharpening swords, and if you didn't tell him to eat, he could stay in a daze for a day without drinking water without taking the initiative to turn around and salt fish, so the people around him regarded the old Taoist priest as a person in charge.
Jin An didn't explain much about this.
Regarding this result, he was happy to be free and happy, and he was happy to have the old Taoist priest block out worldly worries, so that he could concentrate on practicing.
As for the old Taoist priest performing rituals in the Taoist temple to save the dead, this matter must have attracted the attention of the government. Not long after the opening, a tax collector came to inquire. But when he learned that Jin An was a disciple of the main disciple of the Five Zang Taoist Temple, he also had the five internal organs.
After receiving the Taoist's Taoist disc, the government officials left without saying anything.
Taoist priests and monks are exempt from taxes and corvee.
Early in the morning that day, after Jin An finished breathing and practicing in the morning glow, he used Taoism to do other things, stole a few peaches, and once again invited the coffin shop owner to eat.
The owner of the coffin shop was not polite at all. There were three people, an old man, a middle schooler and a young man, squatting at the door of the coffin shop, gnawing at the fresh juice from their hands.
As for Chi Jian, who liked to be in a daze, Jin An arranged for him to continue his daze at the Taoist temple, and help keep an eye on the Taoist temple to prevent any blind thief from getting in.
"Little Taoist Priest Jin'an, it's rare to see you practice martial arts on a day without being crazy about martial arts. Why don't you continue practicing martial arts today instead of having time to come to my unlucky coffin shop?" It can be seen that the owner of the coffin shop likes to eat peaches.
The peaches in it are almost half eaten.
"Practice behind closed doors, do fake tricks, and occasionally come out to show off."
Jin An chuckled and happily gnawed on the peach in his hand.
A row of three people squatting at the door to eat peaches continued to eat the smooth and juicy peaches in their hands.
Jin An: "Uncle Lin, is this coffin shop your ancestral business? I think you are the only one in Uncle Lin's shop."
Coffin shop owner: "That's right."
"How many weeks has this shop been open, Mr. Lin?" This time it was the old Taoist priest who spoke. The old Taoist priest had his mouth full of peaches and asked with a bit of a lisp.
The old Taoist priest originally wanted to ask: Mr. Lin, how long has your shop been in business?
The owner of the coffin shop hadn't answered yet. Suddenly, the street was flooded with people. Everyone was running out of the city. Some people were running and shouting: "Everyone, go and see the Yinyi River. The Yinyi River stopped flowing last night." Got it!"
"The Yinyi River has stopped flowing!"
"The Yinyi River has stopped flowing!"
These people were running and shouting, and the originally calm and cold morning suddenly exploded. Now, the crowds in the market were getting bigger and bigger. Adults, urchins, and the elderly all ran to the riverside to watch the excitement.
"The river has stopped flowing?"
"Could it be that another corpse-resolving immortal is born this time?"
Jin An stood up in surprise.
Uncle Lin, the owner of the coffin shop who had finished eating the peach, did not follow the people who were watching the excitement and ran out of the city. Instead, he stood up and looked at the direction of the Yinyi River outside the city, which was blocked by buildings and pavilions. Then he looked back. On the contrary, He glanced at Jin An with some surprise: "Little Taoist Priest Jin An has just arrived in Fucheng. Unexpectedly, he also knows about the birth of the Corpse Execution Immortal that happened a few years ago?"
"Little brother, what happened to the birth of the Corpse Execution Immortal?"
Looking at the two people playing riddles, the old Taoist priest finished the peach in several bites and then stood up and asked.
So, Jin An told the old Taoist priest what he heard from the rebellious uncle and nephew. After listening to the old Taoist priest, he felt that it was a pity for the Taoist priest.
Jin An looked at more and more people on the street who came out of the city to watch the excitement. At this time, he did not blindly follow these people to see the river cut off.
"Uncle Lin is a local in Fucheng. He must know more about what happened back then than I do. Uncle Lin, how much do you know about the Corpse Executioner who was born after the river cut off?"
"I heard an eminent monk from Bailong Temple once sadly mentioned this to someone. Half flesh and half bone means that the cathode has given birth to a ray of yang. It first rots into dry bones, and then the yang rises from the dead bones and grows again. In the physical body, the master of the Corpse Discipline Immortal has probably been cultivating the Corpse Discipline Immortal for more than two hundred years, and he is only half a century away from completing it. Unfortunately, he still cannot escape the fate in the end."
The people on the street were still calling each other out to watch the excitement in the city, but soon, Jin An knew that cutting off the traffic this time was not going to be easy.
Some people shouted in panic that corpse caves appeared under the dead river!