Hai Rui was sitting on the divine horse's yellow horse, with a fine cloth wrapped with golden sore medicine wrapped around his arm, staring at Huazhou with complicated eyes.
In just a few months, his life has undergone earth-shaking changes. He went from being a child without words, with strange powers and chaos, to being arranged by the mysterious Yujing, who still does not know whether he is a god or a demon, and became a Buddhist scripture collector and imperial envoy.
The responsibility of the imperial envoy allowed him to successfully assign Guanzhong officials to provide relief to the victims as much as possible and recover losses.
As for the Buddhist scripture seeker, he has experienced difficulties and obstacles that were never imagined before, including an arrogant monster and a strange object that transformed into a spirit after an earthquake.
In the end, although he narrowly escaped death and escaped, it was a blessing in disguise, but the thrills in it still made Hai Rui's heart surge and he would never forget it.
Seeing that he was silent, comforting voices came from the left and right: "Master! Let's get on our way!"
Hai Rui looked at the two newly admitted students, feeling somewhat relieved.
A Confucian scholar with a square face and a resolute temperament, who is both civil and military, and calls himself law and order.
A young man with sharp eyes and compassionate eyebrows has unparalleled medical skills and calls himself Materia Medica.
This name is basically obvious. Hai Rui would have been surprised that the memorial he wrote would turn into a living person and appear in front of him, but now he has accepted it and even given names to each of them.
Public security, the word Taiping, means peace for all generations.
Materia Medica, with the word holly, means a life that never gives up.
Zhu Si and Zhu Qi were injured in the previous confrontation against the yellow-robed monster. These two disciples took over the responsibility of guarding, and they would protect them on the long journey ahead...
And the dragon horse under his crotch.
"Let's hit the road! I want to see what the so-called Qianqiu Scripture is all about?"
Hai Rui gathered his thoughts, looked into the distance, and shouted loudly: "Drive!"
When the large-scale scripture-seeking team embarked on a long journey out of the customs, a group of figures floated down from the sky.
The leader was none other than Li Yan, who was in charge of the Spiritual Clan as the Zhenwu Sage. Behind him were dozens of phantoms of the Spiritual Clan, all of whom were the backbone of the Holy Land.
Seeing the arrival of all the spirits, King Kong flew out and said with a look of shame, "Holy Lord, it was me who did something wrong, and I am willing to be punished!"
Li Yan said: "Where is Kui Mulang's body?"
King Kong raised his arm, surrounded by a circle of precious light, and spit out a corpse.
Everyone's eyes were focused on it.
It’s the twenty-eight-year-old Kui Mulang.
The heavenly god general who returned to the lower world was dressed in yellow robes, with an indigo face and white fangs. His face was ferocious, but it was not fierce and cold. Instead, his eyes were bulging with anger, and there was a smile on his face, which was extremely strange.
.
This expression made everyone feel chilly.
Even Li Yan frowned.
The majestic general is dead.
If you eat Hai Rui's flesh, you will die.
This really makes no sense...
Not to mention those boy mounts in the lower realm, even Bajie and Sha Seng, before Guanyin Bodhisattva enlightened them, relied on their instincts to eat people and commit crimes, so assisting Tang Monk in obtaining scriptures would be a waste of merit.
Among the monsters, the only one who doesn't eat humans is probably Wukong.
And Kuimu Lang was a demon in the lower world a thousand years ago and ate countless people. Now he just ate a piece of meat that Hai Rui took the initiative to cut off. Why did he die?
To say the least, why He wanted to eat Hai Rui's flesh is a big doubt!
Kuimulang is cunning and takes advantage of the earth spirit's immature mind when it is born to trick it into eating Hai Rui to absorb its essence, hoping that the two sides will fight and reap the benefits.
As a liar, Kui Mulang certainly knew that Hai Rui's meat did not have that kind of miraculous effect at all. If he ate Hai Rui directly, it would be regarded as a vicious attack. He only ate the cut flesh and blood. What was the purpose?
?
The golden thread on Li Yan's wrist rotated around Kuimulang, then stopped at his heavenly spirit, and suddenly cut into it.
In the secular world, this would be dissecting a corpse. In ancient times, basically no law enforcement officers would dare to do this. Even if the case was solved, they would be charged with desecrating the corpse. Fortunately, there was no such concern at this time.
After Li Yan analyzed it a little, he already had a calculation in his mind and called out: "Guang Han."
A woman in palace clothes with picturesque features floated out and saluted: "Holy King!"
This is the spirit born from Guanghan Palace. In terms of awakening time, it is not very long, but the spirit is very powerful, and its strength is only inferior to the four assistants.
Li Yan said: "You and King Kong will follow me to the heaven. The pilgrims will be guarded by the Seven Stars. In addition to the two disciples of Public Security Materia Medica, eight more Dharma Protectors will be arranged to be on duty to ensure that no more mistakes are made."
King Kong, Guanghan, and Qixing, who were named, all responded: "Yes!"
Li Yan then said to the spirits under his command: "The road ahead is long, so let's encourage each other."
All the spirits loudly said: "We understand!"
"Let's go!"
Li Yan rolled up his sleeves, collected Kuimulang's body, and ascended towards the sky, straight into the Nantian Gate.
Guang Han had a cold temperament and followed behind without saying a word, while King Kong could not stand still and apologized again: "Holy Lord, I was careless in this matter..."
Li Yan was not relieved, but said calmly: "It is not easy for the spirit clan to walk from behind the scenes to the stage. The immortal gods who want to lead the world back to the past will not sit still and wait for death. How can we take it lightly?"
King Kong was very ashamed and worried: "There are only eight Dharma protectors, isn't there too little?"
Li Yan said: "Compared to the Buddhist scriptures initiated by the Buddhist sect and the Heavenly Court Taoist sect to take care of it, what we are doing at this time is still crude and we can only take our time..."
Monk Tang has six Ding Liujia, five directions of enlightenment, four levels of merit, and 18 guardians Jialan to protect him. Nowadays, the size of the spiritual clan is far smaller than that of Taoism and Buddhism. Naturally, there is no such luxurious lineup. The eight guardians have
It's reluctant.
Of course, this was done intentionally by Li Yan.
If there is an unexpected danger, the waiting Eldar will become more and more involved, until they completely turn their attention to this grand event.
Now I still have an honest excuse to visit heaven again.
"Why are you here again!"
When three figures appeared outside Pantaoyuan, an old man on crutches emerged with anger on his brows.
Over and over again, come to purchase goods?
But when he saw the appearance of the visitor, his expression changed: "It turns out to be you, the heavenly master of the human world who colluded with the Queen Mother!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Li Yan said calmly: "I, Zhenwu, have nothing to do with the Queen Mother. I just sent the Peach Tree Spirit back to this place to help the old mother to escape from the prison."
The old man squinted his eyes, knowing that he really couldn't find fault with this matter, and snorted coldly: "Zhenwu? What kind of spirituality are you under Zhenwu of the North?"
As soon as these words came out, King Kong was furious and yelled: "You are outrageous!"
Guang Han's eyes also turned cold: "How dare you disrespect the Holy Lord?"
"Our clan is not like the Pangu clan who have hierarchy and respect for equality. Why can't I speak like this?"
Pantao retorted, but there was a hint of fear in her tone. She really didn't expect that these two powerful people of the same race would have such respect for this so-called holy king who was so inconspicuous that he still didn't know his true identity.
Li Yan raised his hand: "We are not here to argue. If you really want to harbor resentment, I won't blame you. It's just that the death of Kui Mulang is quite strange and must be found out."
Pantao's aura was already weak, so she said no more, her figure sank, and a passage opened outside the garden.
The three stepped in.
Li Yan swept his eyes and took in the layout of Pantaoyuan, and secretly sighed: "This place has become so evil, and there is no more fairy spirit..."
The last time I went deep into the heaven, I relied on my talent of listening to make remote contact.
If the passage of time between heaven and the human world is still one day in the sky and one year below, then for the heaven, it is only a few days. After the passage of time changes, it is hard to say how long the difference will be, but it is certainly not a long time.
It is a pity that in this short period of time, Pantaoyuan has never been the same as before.
Originally, when the weapon spirit was lurking, the three thousand flat peach trees were divided in order. The overall pattern was a huge divinely forbidden spiritual ring, which sorted out the vitality of the Queen Mother and integrated the energy of the immortals. Now it is shrinking towards the center.
All the flat peach trees, no matter what kind of fruits they could bear before, no longer have the appearance of fairy roots. They are more like old crooked-neck trees, intertwined with each other, and the branches and even knots are intertwined. Viewed from a high altitude
, and it seems like a huge evil beast is about to rise from the ground.
It's no wonder that the peach tree spirit wanted to escape to the lower world back then. Now, the figures of many gods have been half-buried in the soil. The edges of the soil are still squirming slightly, as if their mouths are opening and chewing carefully, digesting them completely.
The only person who maintained her posture was the Queen Mother who was sitting deep in the distance. However, the peach tree behind her also slightly bent her torso, gradually becoming distorted.
Li Yan withdrew his gaze and asked, "Where was Kuimu Lang sleeping?"
The scent of flat peach led them to a tree in front of them.
Li Yan opened his sleeves, and Kuimulang's body flew out, returned to the pit, filled it in, and groaned.
Pantao appeared again, looked at the body, and was quite surprised: "How did he die?"
King Kong said coldly: "But I have to ask you, what kind of tricks did you do to Kui Mulang, and it almost ruined a big thing!"
Pantao stomped the crutch in her hand: "Nonsense! All the gods in this garden are food in my belly. I let you take Zhen Yuanzi and Kuimu Lang away. Isn't that just taking care of the overall situation? Now Kuimu Lang is dead.
Why do you come to blame me in the lower world?"
King Kong wanted to say more, and Li Yan raised his hand: "Dharma protector! I want to find out the cause of Kui Mulang's death here!"
"Here? You..."
Pantao's expression suddenly changed, but Li Yan waved his hand to set up a barrier, while King Kong and Guanghan stood still and stared at each other eagerly. Although it was unwilling, it did not dare to show off, so it could only watch closely, worried.
variable.
There is no doubt that Li Yan came here to take the opportunity to create variables so as to relieve the pressure on the gods in heaven.
Of course, he won't make it too obvious. The cause of Kui Mulang's death is also the focus of research.
"in surgery--"
The no-disturbance wooden sign was hung outside the operating room. After Li Yan laid Kui Mulang's body on the ground, he turned the golden wire on his wrist and turned it into a scalpel. He cut it and began the long-awaited operation.
With his current level of cultivation, there are very few things that require surgery, but a Xingxiu corpse, especially a Xingxiu corpse with an unknown cause of death, is indeed worthy of regaining the power of Taoist medicine.
The mortal body of the Immortal God is extraordinary. An ordinary practitioner would probably not be able to cut through the skin and flesh. Li Yanze took out the exquisite inner elixir with ease, deconstructed the physical body, and then analyzed the soul.
However, Kui Mulang's soul is not in his body.
"The Seven Diamond Stars monitored the whole process. According to them, Kui Mulang's soul has not left the body and has gone to the underworld to be reincarnated..."
"But there is no soul in the body. Does this mean that both body and soul are destroyed?"
"Just for this little piece of meat?"
Li Yan cut open the Immortal's innocent body and opened the stomach pouch. There was no unpleasant smell, but there was a piece of flesh and blood the size of a palm.
This is the meat that Hai Rui took the initiative to cut off for the victims, just like Buddha feeding the eagle with the bodhicitta heart.
Of course, the flesh and blood of the Buddha is a supreme treasure, but this piece of meat is just the flesh and blood of a mortal. In terms of vitality, it is not as good as an ordinary strong man...
The only thing that is different from ordinary people is merit.
Great merit!
"Hai Rui has saved countless lives during this disaster relief operation. The Tantan merits have been bestowed by the Buddha on behalf of heaven and earth. Of course, this upright imperial envoy who loves the people like a son will not be ignored."
"Is this the cause of death?"
Li Yanlian recalled that when he first saw the land of Hangzhou, he came to an unexpected and reasonable news. Due to the filth of the heaven and the earth, when mortals worshiped the gods, their beliefs were contaminated, so that the land of mountain gods had universal belief.
, Dragon King Mazu, all suffered greatly from it.
At that time, the incense contained toxins, but now it has become a merit?
wrong!
It doesn’t make sense!
Because Dragon Girl, Little White Dragon, and Bajie all have merits and virtues on their bodies, how have these gods and Buddhas ever been negatively affected by their merits?
unless……
Are the gods in Pantaoyuan different from those active gods in the outside world?
Li Yan stopped his knife, stared at Kuimulang's body for a moment, and then turned around.
When I think of figuring this out, it's actually very simple. The garden is full of sleeping immortals. Just pick a few and make a little comparison, and you'll be able to draw a conclusion right away.
But this move may hurt lives. Although Kui Mulang was guilty before, he died this time because of his plan, and more gods and gods were involved...
Li Yan raised his knife again and began to analyze and study it.
Half an hour later, he stopped the knife again and sighed secretly: "Nothing else can be found. The most likely cause of death from Hai Rui's flesh is the connection between merit and immortality. Is this the only way?"
He no longer hesitated and said: "King Kong, go and choose two more gods."
King Kong responded and asked again: "Is it a random choice, or is there a requirement?"
Li Yan said: "There are two boys under Lao Jun. You are familiar with them. Please bring them here."
"That's good. I've long disliked those two Taoist boys who rely on Lao Jun's relationship to be arrogant and don't abide by the rules!"
King Kong grinned and went happily.
Not long after, two figures were held under its arms and brought over.
It is the pair of boys who incarnated as the Golden Horned King and the Silver Horned King from the lower realm in the past.
The three demons who wanted to eat Tang Monk's flesh were reunited here and placed together. Li Yan raised his palm, and a drop of blood came out from his fingertips. It flew down and fell into Jin Jiao's mouth.
This drop of blood carries his aura, and in addition to its rich essence and energy, it also contains merit.
Healing the Ten Palaces of Yama and clearing up the chaos in the underworld, everything Li Yan did in this life was a key event, and he was never stingy with his merits.
And such a drop of blood, which is beneficial to the immortals, fell into Jinjiao's mouth. After a moment of silence, the sleeping Taoist boy opened his eyes, straightened up suddenly, and showed a smile that was not a smile.
His expression and mouth seemed to be about to say something.
But in the end, it just made a gurgling sound and then fell back.
Li Yan did not sit back and watch all this happen. The moment Jin Jiao woke up, he began to treat him and prevent his death, but in the end he could only watch the breath dissipate.