Chapter 337 Just kill, there is nothing to regret (Happy New Year to fellow Taoists (??))
I heard movement coming from the spiritual mist of the sacred mountain.
Everyone’s attention was drawn to it.
A young man with a tall and straight stature, a graceful temperament, and a strong and domineering aura was the first to come out of the sacred mountain.
He wears a dragon's hood on his head, and his divine light is dazzling, more powerful than most divine treasures.
Especially the few Feng Shui bells he won hanging around his waist.
It’s Prince Xiao Ling from Tianshi Mansion who has arrived!
Beside him there were two figures, one fat and one thin.
The tall and thin figure is an old beggar who has lost one of his shoes. The fat figure is somewhat indistinct. There is no feng shui bell from the Tianshi Mansion on his body. He does not look like a person from the Tianshi Mansion. He should be Prince Xiao Ling.
A newly recruited master in Dongtian Paradise.
When Jin An saw the old beggar who had lost one of his shoes, he recognized it at a glance. This man was the same old beggar who he met at the Yuanyanglou Inn a month ago.
Get close to King Xiao Ling.
This old beggar is indeed not a good person.
At this time, another group of masters came out of the sacred mountain, also accompanied by three people. One of them was carrying a coffin, who was suspected to be a folk coffin-carrying person, and he was particularly eye-catching.
People die every day in this world. Some die of old age, some die unjustly due to illness, some die of execution, some die of beheading at the market, some die of vendetta, some die of falling into the water and drowning, etc.
Why do people have to find hard-working coffin bearers to carry the coffin after they die? It’s because they are worried that the person will not be willing to leave and are not willing to be buried. They are worried that something will happen along the way. For example, if the rope of the coffin breaks halfway and the coffin falls to the ground, it will be dead.
Because of the heavy resentment, he was forced to bury him, and it was necessary to deceive the corpse.
Therefore, at this time, it is necessary for hard-working people to carry the coffin and hold down the dead person in the coffin.
But there are always exceptions to everything.
For example, if a person dies too tragically, in vain, and without a complete body, such a person will have such heavy grievances after death that ordinary people's fate can no longer hold them back, so they can only find coffin-carrying folk who specialize in this kind of food.
Come and carry the coffin.
There is another possibility, that is, the person died in a different place, and for various reasons did not want the corpse to be removed by a corpse removal man, so he needed a coffin bearer; or the geomantic omen was found in the deep mountains and forests, where there are no roads and the mountain roads are rugged.
, it is not practical for several people to carry the coffin into the mountains, so wealthy families will hire coffin bearers to carry the coffin into the deep mountains and forests.
But no matter which of the above, this coffin-carrying person is born with great strength and tough life, and can handle coffins that ordinary people cannot handle.
Speaking of the coffin-carrying man, Jin An always felt that the black coffin filled with cinnabar ink lines and covered with yellow talisman paper seemed more and more familiar the more he looked at it...
He remembered quickly!
This coffin! Isn't it the same coffin that was escorted by the four escort masters at the Yuanyanglou Inn?
This shocking discovery made Jin An frown.
Although folk coffins all look similar, it is easy to mistake them. Out of caution, he checked the coffin repeatedly, and still felt that the coffin looked more and more familiar.
He was 70% to 80% sure.
That is the underworld coffin that the undercover master carries.
While Jin An was frowning and thinking, the old Taoist priest was also attracted by the unusually conspicuous coffin-carrying man carrying a coffin. The old Taoist priest stared at the coffin-carrying man. As he looked at it, his face suddenly froze in shock.
Stunned.
“Little brother, there is something wrong with the coffin-carrying man! The coffin-carrying man does not show his true face, you will never guess who he is!” The old Taoist priest approached Jin’an solemnly and said in a low voice that only the two of them could hear.
Every person's appearance is different, and the art of disguise does not mean a complete change of appearance, and there is no way to hide from the masters of physiognomy.
Just like how Li Que changed his identity several times in disguise, but in the end, the old Taoist priest could see his true identity at a glance.
The coffin-carrying man had dealt with the two of them more than once, so even after he changed his appearance, the old Taoist still recognized him. He was actually Zongren, the nephew who killed his uncle.
Jin An’s expression was startled, this was really surprising.
That day, he shot the old man in Yin Yang robe to death and disabled the hands and feet of the eighth daughter of the Jiang family. Later, the head of the Jiang family took the eighth daughter and Zong Ren out of the city overnight. Afterwards, the power of the He family, the Xue family, and the Jia family were not able to investigate.
Ming's whereabouts are like disappearing from the world.
Even when his soul left his body, forced his way into the Feng Shui situation of the Jiang family's residence, and used the five thunder evil slaying talismans to destroy the Jiang family's ancestral hall, he was still unable to force those three people out.
Unexpectedly, in this mystery of this Dongtian Blessing, I accidentally hit Zong Ren.
Moreover, the other party disguised himself and appeared as a coffin bearer.
However, when I think of the scene when I first met Zongren, Zongren and his uncle took a soul-inducing lantern and ran to the Yinyi River in the middle of the night, constantly fishing for corpses with copper coins. Zongren learned some things from his second uncle.
Thaumaturgy is not strange at all.
Although the two Taoist priests walking with Zong Ren could not tell the truth, they must not be righteous people. Jin An's eyes turned cold.
Compared with knowing that the coffin bearer was Zong Ren, what surprised Jin An even more was how did Zong Ren have the ability to enter the sacred mountain?
Is it related to the dart coffin behind him?
As Little Ling King walked out of the Holy Mountain, several people from the Tianshi Mansion who were meditating and practicing Qi in the thatched hut quit their practice and surrounded Little Ling King who walked out of the Holy Mountain safely with faces full of joy.
On the contrary, it seemed that Zongren and his group were alone, and not many people paid attention to them.
"There are quite a lot of people coming to the Tianshi Mansion this time. The Tianshi Mansion is good at controlling people, miscellaneous possessions, and has a lot of money. They recruit talented people from all walks of life. I guess they found a lot of Luo Geng Jade Plate fragments." Xu Anping said.
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"Prince Xiao Ling has a younger brother. The old beggar who followed him was originally the protector of his younger brother. Prince Xiao Ling's younger brother occupied a position with his back to the Tianshi Mansion and was a bit surly in his behavior.
No one dared to touch him, but when he arrived in Wuzhou Prefecture some time ago, he offended some master and was killed by someone. His soul and soul were all destroyed, and he didn’t even have the chance to reincarnate."
"As for the fat man in yellow robe, I am not the only one who has achieved immortality in the secret realm of Cave Heaven Paradise. I heard that a total of three people have achieved immortal body this time. As soon as the fat man in yellow robe appeared, the spiritual power of the immortal fruit that had not been digested in my body was generated.
Resonance, it seems that this person is also one of the immortals."
Xu Anping seemed to have something on his mind and began to introduce the people around King Xiao Ling to Jin An one by one.
The old Taoist priest's face muscles trembled when he heard this.
This disciple of Yujing Jinque really knows King Xiao Ling! Fortunately, my little brother has the audacity to call himself King Xiao Ling in front of him!
Fortunately, Daoyou Xu is one of our own!
Compared to the shock of the old Taoist priest, Jin An was also quite surprised. King Xiao Ling had just died of a younger brother? And at the first glance, he sensed the familiar aura of soul emanating from King Xiao Ling. At that time, many souls were hunting around him.
During the time of Stone Niu, the dragon-bodied bird god Yuanshen he killed was actually the biological brother of King Xiao Ling.
There is no way to resolve this hatred.
However, Jin An has never regretted the choice he made that day.
Kill, just kill.
There is nothing to regret.
Xu Anping, who was still introducing the Feng Shui masters around King Xiao Ling, noticed something was wrong on the faces of the old Taoist priest and Jin An. The old Taoist priest had a winking expression on his face like an old fox, and Jin An looked like a little fox thinking about something.
With a sneer on his face, he asked them what happened.
Looking at it this way, he actually felt that he looked dull. He could sit in a daze all day sharpening swords, but he was actually the one with the most normal expression among the three.
At this time, the few people who had just walked out of the sacred mountain smelled the aroma of barbecue, and they all looked here, including the domineering and overbearing little King Ling, who also looked over.
Xu Anping suddenly stood up and left, walking straight towards King Xiao Ling. The two seemed to know each other and had a pleasant conversation. After making an appointment to have a cup of tea, Xu Anping came back again.
“I used the information on how to get meat to get two important pieces of information from King Xiao Ling, one good news and one bad news.”
“Let’s break the bad news first.”
“The sacred mountain is filled with amazing spirituality, making it difficult for people to move forward. All those who enter the mountain will gain nothing for the time being.”
Xu Anping continued: "There is no need for Prince Xiao Ling to tell such low-level lies. As long as it gets dawn tomorrow, we can verify the authenticity by walking into the sacred mountain."
“After telling you the bad news, let’s talk about the good news.”
"When you came here, you should have seen the big crack in the abyss at the foot of the Holy Mountain, right? The good news is that five-color soil often appears in places with blessed lands. The fairy fate of this secret realm of cave heaven and blessed land may not be in the sacred mountain, but in the abyss under the blessed land.
, Prince Xiao Ling plans to lead people to explore the abyss of Five Colored Earth during the day tomorrow."
Xu Anping finally said: "Maybe there is a greater immortality in the sacred mountain, but when the strong men of the third realm come, they probably won't be able to advance very far. We can't take a look at it for the time being."
Blessed land brings blessings to people. Blessed land has two meanings among the people. One is the meaning of blessed land in the cave, and the other is the Feng Shui cemetery used to bury the dead.
Why are there so many tombstones buried on this five-color sacred soil?
It is precisely because the blessed land and blessed people are blessed with it. It is a huge graveyard with good Feng Shui, so the five-color soil can be unearthed.
Xu Anping did not ask Jin An and the others whether they believed what he said, just like Jin An and the old Taoist priest did not suspect that Xu Anping was a whistleblower.
If the other party is really someone with evil intentions, there is no need to kindly remind them to be careful about Tianshi Mansion when they first meet.
At this time, the sky was getting darker and darker, and the dark clouds overhead were getting lower and lower. Just when it was about to get dark, there was a rustling movement in the woods, and someone shouted into the woods: "Is it a man or a beast?"
?”
The woods were quiet and there was no response. All kinds of weird things would happen in this paradise. Just when a few people were far away from the edge of the woods, a bald monk came out from behind the woods.
This time the person coming is a young man who is a disciple of Sakyamuni.
Wearing a monk's robe, he has a strong figure, a calm demeanor, and his muscle lines are as sharp and angular as rocks. At first glance, he gives people a sense of explosive power, as if he is hiding the power of the legendary dragon and elephant.
Although he has a plain appearance, his forehead is bright and his eyes are piercing, as if he has divine light. There is a slight radiance flowing under his skin, like a descendant of a god, with extraordinary miraculous powers and amazing energy.
“Monk Qianshi, don’t you monks all meditate on Buddhism and comprehend the Zen mind of the Buddha? Why don’t you stay in Zhenguo Temple and concentrate on comprehending the Buddha, and why don’t you come to the ashram to spend your time in the world of mortals?”
The person who spoke was Prince Xiao Ling of Tianshi Mansion.
Only the three families, Yujing Golden Tower, Zhenguo Temple, and Tianshi Mansion, dare to address each other so rudely.
“My master said that the age of great strife is coming, let me see why ‘evil ghosts are all over the world.’” The disciples of Sakyamuni from Zhenguo Temple spoke loudly in Sanskrit as soon as they opened their mouths, taking refuge in the compassionate heart of my Buddha.
Among the people present, except for a few people, all of them were masters of strange people and strangers. They were not affected by the Sanskrit sound. Prince Xiao Ling, who was used to bullying others, said coldly: "I have always heard that three people are in the secret realm of Dongtian Paradise.
When I heard the description of the appearance of one of them, I knew that this person must be Monk Qianshi from Zhenguo Temple. When I saw you today, my guess was confirmed. It seems that Monk Qianshi really got it.
Golden elixir seed 'immortal body', Zhenguo Temple has produced an ambitious genius this time, who wants to be a Buddha and a Taoist."
"King Xiao Ling, why should you belittle yourself? This time your Tianshi Mansion brought the Wooden Kite from the Wooden Bull and Flowing Horse Technique. In this secret realm of Cave Heaven and Paradise, it can be said that you have all the advantages of time and place. You only have more immortal fate than us, and no more than the monks.
I am a young friend of Dao Xu."
The disciple of Sakyamuni named Qianshi from Zhenguo Temple had already seen Xu Anping from Yujing Golden Tower when he first arrived. He put his hands together and said hello.
The Thousand Stone Monk seemed to have the power of a dragon and an elephant in his body. After asking someone to borrow a sword, he easily cut down thick logs and quickly built a bamboo house.
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It was completely dark at this time.
Even the woods not far away were silent, the night was dark, and the whole world was silent.
Jin An watched the first half of the night and the second half of the night with his sword. At this time, Jin An sat on the roof of the thatched house and had a panoramic view of the scattered thatched houses built at the foot of the mountain.
Those thatched houses in his eyes were each protected by divine objects, and divine light overflowed in the dark night, just like flickering candles on a stormy night, protecting one area.
His eyes passed over one by one from Xu Anping's bamboo hut, Monk Qianshi's bamboo hut, Xiao Lingwang's thatched hut, the more distant thatched hut of Zong Ren's pedestrian, and some other scattered people's thatched huts. Finally,
His eyes fell on the large crack in the abyss that could not be seen clearly in the dark night.
actually.
In this place where the living are forbidden, no one can really sleep. It is said to be resting, but in fact everyone is meditating and practicing in the house, absorbing the rich life essence in the air.
When Jin An turned over and sat on the roof of the thatched house, everyone else also noticed the movement he made. After everyone just glanced at it, they continued to meditate and practice separately.
Jin An naturally did not give up on cultivation.
But his "Secret Sutra of the Five Internal Organs" is special. The five internal organs are like metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Without his deliberate practice, the internal organs in the body are constantly circulating and growing every moment.
Especially now, the foot of the sacred mountain is full of vitality. If he practices spiritually with divine help, the energy in his body will quickly complete the cycle of the heaven and earth again and again. According to this speed, it won't be long before he reaches a breakthrough in cultivation.
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Ps: Sorry for the late arrival of this chapter. In fact, I had already coded 4K, but later I was dissatisfied and pushed back to re-code 4K. As a result, this chapter came late and kept the bosses waiting for a long time (?﹏?)