Wang Li found that the corpse was jumping down and moving freely when passing some ramps. Moreover, it was broad daylight and the sun was shining overhead. The corpse was not afraid of the sun. If he saw it correctly, the corpse was
The black wind wrapped around it seemed to be a layer of mountain evil.
What made him even more surprised was that the caravans in the mountain road were just surprised at first, and then they each shouted calmly, took out gold and silver and other belongings from their bodies and started queuing up, and some people took the initiative to disperse to the side to let them go.
Some clerks carried out a few boxes of goods and came forward, looking like they were used to it.
Wang Li sat on the horse and watched this scene, and a strange thought came to his mind. Soon the corpse refining jumped down from the mountain, stopped at the front of the team, roared, and all the black wind around him was sucked in by it.
After putting it in his mouth, Iron Claw flexibly took out a gray cloth bag from his waist, opened it, and yelled at the team several times.
"Is this robbery?"
Wang Li found it very interesting, and was about to use his qi-gazing technique to find the owner of the corpse.
At this time, a big man in short clothes walked over in two steps, waved to him, and said: "Little brothers, come down and line up together. If you have money, take some out to pay the toll. If you don't have any, just do whatever you want."
Get something to show your appreciation."
Wang Li turned over and dismounted and said: "May I ask this elder brother, who is the toll given to? This is my first time to go out. I didn't know that there are such rules here, and the person who robbed the road turned out to be a zombie. Besides, I
It seems that no one is afraid."
The big man pointed to the top of the mountain where the corpse appeared before, and said: "My little brother must have come from a far away place. This toll is given to the Sihuang Temple family in the mountain."
After a pause, he pointed to his feet and said: "We all know the other zombie. It doesn't hurt people, and it's not actually a disaster, because the mountain road leading to the prefecture and county under our feet is the road to Siming Temple.
The elders drove the zombies to develop it, and everyone around who came to Huizhou County knew about it, and they all willingly paid the toll."
"That makes sense."
Wang Li nodded, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, brother, for clearing up my doubts."
The big man smiled and turned around and walked into the crowd.
Wang Li took a look towards the mountain, then led the yellow horse and followed the team forward. When he stood in front of the refining corpse, he found that the zombie was like a sculpture, standing there motionless, holding a gray cloth bag.
It turned out to be a seventh-level magic weapon. After being confirmed by a certain voice in his mind, he threw Huantong into the bag.
After the last person passed over the corpse, a sound of bells suddenly came from the mountain. Then the corpse tied the bag to his waist, opened his mouth and spat out the black wind from before, covering his whole body and jumped up the hillside. Several
Breathing disappeared.
About half an hour later, Wang Li and the caravan were sitting on a grassy area to rest. A sparrow fluttered its wings and landed on his lap. Then Wang Li's mind sank into Zi Mansion.
In the Zi Mansion, Huantong manifested his body, rolled on the spot, and exploded into a curtain of light. In the curtain of light, the refined corpse that had just been robbed was standing in front of a young man in Taoist attire, surrounded by other people.
There are three refined corpses wrapped in black energy, and there is also a sedan chair on the ground.
This young man was about eight or nine years old. He was a bit strong and fat. He walked to the side with a cloth bag and pinched a spell. A book immediately flew out of the bag. The young man opened the book and opened it.
Look, I immediately danced with excitement.
"Haha! I finally saw the anecdote again!"
The young man flipped through a few pages, then closed the book and stuffed it into his arms. He grabbed the cloth bag and walked a few steps to the sedan chair to sit down. He took out a bell and shook it. The four refined corpses walked forward and backward respectively, grabbing
He put the lifting pole on his shoulders and ran towards the mountain with long strides.
After passing through seven or eight mountains and forests, four corpses carried sedan chairs up a long staircase, and finally stopped in front of a dilapidated Taoist temple. On the plaque of the Taoist temple were the three characters Siming Temple.
The young man stepped off the sedan chair. Different from when he got the scroll just now, he rang the bell with a rather lonely expression. The four corpses carried the sedan chair and stepped into the gate of the Taoist temple. The hall was empty except for a ornament.
The altar was full of spiritual tablets, but there was nothing else. The corpse refining man put down the sedan chair, and all walked to the side of the lobby and stood still.
The picture suddenly flickered at this point, and the young man from before appeared again. At this moment, he was sitting on a rock, holding the book and reading it with gusto.
After a long time, the young man reluctantly closed the half-read book, stood up and walked off the rock, walking all the way to the back of the Taoist temple. He stared straight in one direction, with a look of hesitation on his face. A full moment passed.
After a while, he turned around and walked into the Taoist temple.
The scene ended here, the light curtain dissipated, Huantong reappeared, bowed his head, and said: "Master, I checked around the Taoist temple and found nothing except the four refined corpses.
Any trace of the existence of mountain evil spirits."
"No one dares to build a Taoist temple on top of a mountain evil. Why didn't you possess that boy just now?"
The sound of roe deer owl flags suddenly fell in the void.
Huantong was stunned for a moment, then replied: "Although that young man's cultivation is not high, he gives me a very dangerous feeling, so..."
"Let's go and take a look together."
Wang Li said something, then stood up and walked towards a slope. The people around him just glanced at him and didn't care. After Wang Li was completely out of everyone's sight, he immediately escaped into the ground and walked along the path of the young man before him.
route, and soon stood at the bottom of the stairs.
With an expression on his face, he entered the Zi Mansion with his mind. After looking through Huantong's memories, Wang Li's body flashed with colored light and he instantly transformed into an old man in brown robes. He borrowed Huantong's ability and transformed into his former self.
Looks like a monk who has been eaten.
Stepping forward, the person reached the middle of the entire staircase in an instant. Lifting his feet again, he stood in front of the Taoist temple. The door was open, but thick smoke was billowing from the roof on one side of the Taoist temple.
Wang Li turned to the place where the boy had been standing before. He looked at it carefully and found that there were only a few big mountains on the opposite side. With a flick of his sleeves, the boy flew out holding the roe deer owl flag.
"Hey! It's weird, there really are no mountain evil spirits here, but where did the mountain evil spirits on those refined corpses come from?"
The boy flew up into the sky and looked around with a puzzled look.
Suddenly Wang Li's expression changed. He turned around and looked aside. He saw two refined corpses appearing on the roadside. The fat boy stood behind one of the corpses and stuck his head out, holding a purple-red wooden sign in his hand.
, his eyes rolled back and forth between him and the boy flying around in the sky.
"Who are you!"
The young man asked nervously, holding the wooden sign in his hand to his chest.
"Master! The danger I feel is that wooden sign!"
The scream of Huan Tong rang in Wang Li's mind, and his voice sounded extremely frightening. He glanced at the wooden sign, smiled and said: "I am a poor Taoist, Chang Rongzi, I have taken the liberty to come to visit. Please forgive me."
After hearing his name, the young man raised his hand and pointed at the boy in the sky, asking: "What about him?"
"That is a magic weapon for poor Taoists."
Wang Li raised his hand and waved, and the boy immediately hugged the roe deer owl flag and got into his sleeves.
"What a magic weapon!"
The young man was stunned for a moment, with a look of fear on his face. He took a small step back and asked cautiously: "Excuse me, sir, what's the matter with my Four Bright Views?"
Wang Li looked at him and said in a calm tone: "It's like this. When I was passing at the foot of the mountain, I saw the corpse refining driven by my friend..."
"I didn't hurt anyone!"
Before Wang Li finished speaking, the young man interrupted him with a loud shout, and said in a very aggrieved voice: "That mountain road was built by our ancestors. I only go there occasionally to collect some rewards, and there have been several landslides before.
, I also asked the zombie to help save people! If you don’t believe it, you can ask the mortals passing by, I have never hurt them!"
"My little friend misunderstood."
Wang Li smiled and said gently: "I came here because of the mountain evil that was driven by my little friend to refine the corpse."
"Mountain evil?"
The young man was startled when he heard this, and his eyes subconsciously turned to the mountains opposite.
When Wang Li saw this, his heart moved. It seemed that the mountain evil spirit was in the mountains opposite. He took out a porcelain bottle and said: "If you are willing to tell me where the mountain evil spirit is, I will give you a bottle of magic potion to increase your magic power."
Panacea.”
The young man hesitated slightly, then shook his head and said: "I'm sorry, I can't tell you. It was sealed by our ancestor and is very dangerous. Without the century-old peach wood divine thunder talisman in my hand, if the Taoist priest goes there, I'm afraid he will never come back.
Already."
Centennial peach wood?
The young man has this kind of fairy tree that can ward off evil spirits. No wonder Huantong dare not approach it. Moreover, this young man is kind-hearted and does not want to tell himself where the evil mountain is. He is simply worried about his own life, but has not thought about whether others will covet his treasure.
I got evil intentions.
Wang Li knew that this was a kind reminder from the young man, so he accepted the sentiment and said with a smile: "Thank you for reminding me, little friend. I think I still have some ability to save my life. If I die, I will never blame you."
, please help me, little friend.”
"Really can not."
The young man said: "Two years ago, when my master was still here, some Taoist priests came to inquire. Later, they ignored the advice and went looking for those mountain evil spirits. As a result, they never came out again."
"Those? Sounds like a lot."
Wang Li felt hot in his heart, raised his hand, and used his magic power to send the porcelain bottle to the ground in front of the young man. He looked a little melancholy and said: "To be honest, I have no choice but to find help from the mountain evil spirit again."
After breaking through the merits, there is not much life left. Since I don’t want to tell you, I will take my leave and give this bottle of elixir to you as an uninvited apology from me.”
After saying that, the man walked towards the intersection and passed the young man and the two refined corpses in a few steps.
The young man glanced at the porcelain vase on the ground, squatted down and tried it with a wooden sign. Then he grabbed the porcelain vase, turned around and shouted: "Taoist Master, wait a moment!"
Wang Li had almost reached the steps. When he heard the boy's voice, he slowly turned around and asked, "Is there anything else, little friend?"
The young man stepped forward, bowed, and said: "I can tell the Taoist Master where the mountain evil is, but the Taoist Master needs to be accompanied by me to go there. If there is danger, I can also use the Thunder Talisman to lead the Taoist Master away."
come out."
Wang Li nodded slightly and said: "I know that the mountain evil spirits are all in dangerous places, but my friend's thunder talisman is a treasure to ward off evil spirits. Is it possible that there are some evil spirits at work in the mountain evil spirits?"
A look of pain appeared on the young man's face and he said: "It's not an evil demon, it's a golden corpse."
"Golden Corpse?"
Wang Li was shocked. He had seen it in the sect's library. Generally, the refined corpses were divided into iron corpses, bronze corpses, silver corpses, gold corpses, corpse kings, heavenly corpses, and yakshas. Among them, the strength of the golden corpse was already comparable to that of the corpse.
Alchemy monk.
"Why is there a golden corpse in the mountain evil?"
Wang Li glanced at the young man's side, and the two refined corpses in front of him were bronze corpses, otherwise it would be impossible to condense the mountain evil spirits.
"It's a long story."
The young man looked sad, handed over the porcelain bottle in his hand, bowed, and said: "Please take back the elixir, Taoist Priest."
Wang Li said to the young man: "Since the elixir has been sent, there is no reason for Pindao to take it back. Besides, the little friend is not only willing to tell Pindao where the mountain evil is, but is also worried about Pindao's safety and wants to go to the danger together. A mere bottle of elixir is too much."
It doesn’t matter. I’m ashamed to say that I haven’t asked my little friend his name yet.”
The young man held up the elixir and was a little at a loss. When Wang Li asked his name, he immediately replied: "Taoist Master, just call me Jiang Mu."
Seeing that he was a little cautious, Wang Li pushed the porcelain bottle back, glanced at the Taoist temple door, and asked, "Is this Taoist temple Jiang Mu yours alone?"
"Yes."
The young man nodded sadly, made a gesture of invitation, and said: "Taoist Master, please come inside and rest. I will take you to find those mountain evil spirits later."
Wang Li thanked him and followed Jiang Mu into the Taoist temple. He walked through a door and sat down in a small courtyard. Then Jiang Mu served some dishes and fruits. The dishes were obviously still steaming, and they were obviously freshly cooked.
He smiled slightly, took out a celadon wine flask from his sleeve, and took out two cups. After filling them, a strange fragrance suddenly wafted out. This wine was Liuxia Zui. Senior Brother Zhong specially gave him two jars before departure.
, one of which he forwarded to Senior Brother Lu in Qianming Palace.
Wang Li first handed Jiang Mu a glass, then drank the wine in his own glass and said, "This is the spiritual wine brewed by Brother Pindao. It is not intoxicating."
Jiang Mu looked at the wine glass. He couldn't help but swallow when the aroma of the spirit wine floated. He gently picked up the wine glass and took a sip. As soon as the wine entered his stomach, his expression changed instantly. He immediately closed his eyes and sat upright to adjust his breathing.
stand up.
After a cup of tea, Jiang Mu looked happy, opened his eyes, stood up, stepped back, saluted, and said, "Thank you, Taoist Master, for the wine."
Wang Li glanced at him. This young man was originally at the third level of Qi Entrainment, but now he is at the fourth level. He filled the pot for him and said, "Young man, you can have another drink."
Jiang Mu's eyes lit up, he sat back in his seat, this time he directly picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp, and then began to meditate again.
During this period, Wang Li and Roe Owl Banner talked through their spiritual consciousness, talking about the golden corpse in the mountain evil, and asked if it could handle it, but the latter dismissed it and said bluntly that he would just let him watch when the time comes.
Half an hour later, Jiang Mu woke up from his trance. His cultivation had once again reached the fifth level of Qi Entrainment. After solemnly thanking Wang Li, he offered to take Wang Li away from the evil mountain right away.
Wang Li happily agreed, and after Jiang Mu cleared the dishes on the table, the two of them immediately walked down the mountain. Along the way, Jiang Mu slowly told the origin of the golden corpses in the mountain evil.
More than ten years ago, an earthquake occurred in this area. The observer of Siming Temple followed the source of the earthquake and entered a mountain on the opposite side. As a result, he found two large holes on the mountainside. A steady stream of golden evil spirits emerged from the entrance of the hole.
, the temple owner was immediately overjoyed, and directly put the five silver corpses he had sacrificed into the cave to temper them with evil spirits.
Just when the five silver corpses of the viewer were promoted to golden corpses, an earthquake occurred again. The viewer escaped in time, but the five golden corpses were swept into the depths of the cave by evil spirits and lost contact with him. After the earthquake subsided,
The viewer discovered that there were eleven more large holes halfway up the mountain. This time, what emerged from the caves was not a golden evil spirit, but an extremely thick mountain evil spirit.
These mountain evil spirits pinned the golden evil spirit to the bottom of the cave, but the strange thing is that his five golden corpses can move freely in the evil spirit, and they seem to have developed spiritual intelligence. The viewer tried to communicate with the golden corpses but there was no response.
, a few years later, the master of the temple brought Jiang Mu's master and his three other uncles together to try to capture the five golden corpses, but in the end they were defeated.
The five golden corpses pulled the temple master and Jiang Mu's three uncles into the cave. The mountain evil crushed them to pieces. Only Jiang Mu's master escaped with the peach wood thunder talisman, but he was also seriously injured and on the verge of death.
After placing restrictions on the entrances of the thirteen evil aura caves, he barely survived for two years and then passed away. Only Jiang Mu was left in the Four Bright Views.
During that time, there were other monks passing by who also wanted to contain the evil spirits, but as Jiang Mu said before, those monks who went there never appeared again.