The ninth episode, the fourth chapter, Dawang Village
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White hair grows on the temples, and years flow like water!
The Ghost King looked away from the mirror-like surface of the water, sighed slightly, turned around, and said with a smile: "I haven't looked in the mirror for a long time, but when I saw it today, I saw a few more white hairs."
Gui Li, who was standing behind him, said calmly: "You are too worried."
At this moment, on the bank of a small lake in Huqi Mountain, a stone pavilion was built in the middle of the lake. There was only an old wooden bridge connecting to the shore of the lake. The Ghost King and Gui Li were standing in the stone pavilion in the middle of the lake.
The Ghost King put his hands behind his back and looked calm, saying: "I heard that when I went to Kongsang Mountain this time, although the Blood Refining Hall was subdued, the only remaining wild dog Taoist who refused to surrender was saved by you. Is there any way?
This matter?"
Gui Li glanced at the Ghost King, but saw that his face looked peaceful, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He nodded slowly and said: "Not bad."
The Ghost King smiled, turned around and looked at the jade-green lake, and said calmly: "In the past, you led attacks and killed everyone. Why did you show mercy to this person today?"
Gui Li was silent for a moment and said: "Although the Blood Refining Hall is in decline now, it was the leader's sect after all eight hundred years ago. It is no ordinary sect."
The Ghost King stood there, but there was no reaction. It was not known whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied with this explanation. After a while, he suddenly said: "Speaking of the magic weapon in your hand, the blood-devouring bead belongs to the black-hearted old man.
Relics, counting you and the Blood Refining Hall, I’m afraid there is some incense attached to them.”
Gui Li slowly raised his eyes and looked towards the Ghost King, but the Ghost King just turned around and looked towards him.
Their eyes collided in mid-air. Gui Li's eyes were cold, but Ghost King's eyes were deep and peaceful.
The Ghost King suddenly smiled and said, "Recently, it is said that a strange treasure was born in the Death Swamp in the West. Do you know about it?"
Gui Li nodded and said, "Yes, I heard about it."
The Ghost King leisurely said: "I heard that not only those in the right way are flocking away, but also the masters from the Wandu Sect and the Hehuan Sect are planning to intervene. As for the Changsheng Hall whose main hall is near the Death Swamp, they are even more willing to do their part." He paused,
Xiang Gui said sharply: "What do you think?"
However, Gui Li did not speak immediately and remained silent for a long time. The Ghost King seemed to be very patient with him and showed no signs of anxiety. After a long while, Gui Li slowly said: "This time we have conquered the Blood Refining Hall, except for four people in the sect.
Apart from the big factions, the last more powerful faction has also been carved up."
A smile appeared on the corner of the Ghost King's mouth, and he nodded: "Not bad."
Gui Li said: "In the Demon Sect, there has always been a strong alliance, and the four major sects all want to annex each other. In the past, they were forced to jointly resist foreign enemies due to external forces from the righteous path. Now, it is naturally different from those years ago. And now the forces in the sect are gradually arranged, and further steps will be taken.
, it’s just a fierce battle between the four major factions, I just don’t know who will take action first?”
The Ghost King held up his palm and smiled: "Okay, okay! That's good."
Gui Li glanced at him and said calmly: "In the past ten years, you have not only taught me two volumes of the Book of Heaven, but you have also passed down all your knowledge, strategies and decisions in your life, one by one. If I can't even see this, wouldn't I be let down?"
Your painstaking efforts.”
The Ghost King looked at the young man in front of him with a smile, as if he were looking at a perfect and precious object made by himself. There was a hint of pride in his joy, and he just heard him say: "That's not entirely true. I pass you things, but you have to rely on them.
You can understand it yourself. The speed with which you have progressed over the years is beyond my expectation. I thought that with your qualifications, you would have to practice for at least thirty years. Unexpectedly, it only took ten years for you to achieve great success.
Rare, rare!”
After receiving such praise from the Ghost King, there seemed to be no smile on Gui Li's face, as if this was not something worth being happy about.
However, the Ghost King didn't care. Over the years, the man in front of him had changed from Zhang Xiaofan back then to Ghost Li today. His past temperament had been completely changed. Except for his appearance, there was almost no trace of the past.
He paused for a moment and said: "In your opinion, since the four major factions in our Holy Religion are bound to fight each other, do you think it is better for us to take action first? Or should we wait quietly?"
This time, Gui Li did not hesitate at all and immediately said: "Strike first!"
The Ghost King stared at him and said: "Okay! Which faction do you think we should deal with first?"
Ghost said sharply: "Changshengtang!"
The Ghost King frowned, but there was admiration in his eyes, and he asked: "Why?"
Gui Li said: "Now the Ghost King Sect and the Wandu Sect are the strongest, followed by the Hehuan Sect and Changsheng Hall. The Hehuan Sect has always been low-key, but the leader of the Changsheng Hall, Yu Yangzi, although high in moral character, is arrogant and arrogant. He has always regarded Qingyun Mountain as the
In the battle between good and evil, the host thinks he is the only one in the demon sect. If he is such an idiot, who else can he choose?"
The Ghost King smiled slightly and said: "Yes, that's good. So if you were to host it, how would you proceed?"
Gui Li pondered for a moment and said: "This is a good opportunity. There is a strange treasure in the death swamp. Yu Yangzi will definitely regard it as a treasure and will never allow outsiders to get involved. But the people of the right way are flocking here, we can wait.
The Changsheng Hall and Zhengdao are in conflict, and when both sides suffer losses, they secretly connect with the Wandu Sect and the Hehuan Sect to attack together. They will definitely not refuse to add insult to injury. Such a battle will definitely be successful!"
The Ghost King looked at him and said nothing.
Gui Li slowly raised his head, looked at the Ghost King, and said calmly: "What?"
The Ghost King seemed to be in a trance when he looked at him. He woke up after a moment and slowly looked back. As if sighing deep in his heart, he said lightly: "No, what you said is almost the same as what I thought."
Gui Li stopped talking.
The Ghost King smiled calmly and said, "You have two more days of rest, then go to the Death Swamp!" After saying that, he took a sealed envelope from his arms, handed it to Ghost Li, and said, "I will make the specific arrangements.
I have made it clear in this letter. After arriving in the Great Swamp, all the characters in the Ghost King Sect will be at your disposal."
Gui Li slowly took the letter and put it in his arms. He was silent for a moment, nodded to the Ghost King, and then turned and left. But just after he had taken a few steps, he suddenly heard the Ghost King say behind him: "There is one more thing.
…”
Gui Li stopped.
The ghost king's voice came slowly, saying: "When you are talking to me, how do you call our holy sect, or do you call us 'devil sect'?"
Gui Li was silent for a long time, and said coldly: "I have been a religious member for ten years, and here I have been fighting and fighting all day long. There are intrigues, intrigues, and intrigues all the time. How can I be worthy of being named a saint?"
The Ghost King laughed, and then said: "Oh! So what about the righteous path you came from?"
Gui Li's body seemed to tremble slightly, and after a moment, he only heard him say: "The evil things people in the righteous way do are no worse than those in the devil's sect!"
The Ghost King looked at him with great interest and said: "Then this is not the case, and that is not the case. What do you think is 'righteous'?"
Gui Li didn't answer. He was silent for a long time, then raised his head and looked at the sky.
Blue sky, white clouds.
"I don't know!" he said in a low voice, as if talking to himself.
After the lonely and desolate figure from behind gradually faded away, the smile on the Ghost King's face slowly disappeared. His deep eyes seemed to be shining with mysterious light, shining non-stop, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.
?
At this time, a voice came from the other side and said: "Sect Master, I..."
The Ghost King interrupted him and said: "Qinglong, come up!"
"Yes." Qinglong walked over from the wooden bridge, followed the Ghost King's gaze into the distance, and said, "Was the deputy sect master here just now?"
The Ghost King nodded and said, "What's the matter?"
Qinglong said: "The old monster from Wan Du Sect secretly sent someone over again to ask the sect leader when he will send his men into the Death Swamp, so that we can work together to accomplish great things?"
The Ghost King sneered and said, "Answer them. Three days later, the Ghost King Sect, the Wandu Sect, and the Hehuan Sect will enter the lake together."
Qinglong nodded and said: "Okay."
The Ghost King pondered for a moment, then suddenly thought of something and turned to Qinglong: "Qinglong, what do you think of Ghost Li?"
Qinglong was startled and raised his eyes to look at the Ghost King. He saw that the Ghost King's brows were peaceful, but his eyes were deep and invisible. He felt an unreasonable chill in his heart and for a moment he forgot to answer.
The Ghost King smiled and said, "What's wrong?"
Qinglong woke up with a start, and then he pondered, but there was some hesitation in his expression. The Ghost King saw it in his eyes and smiled: "Qinglong, you and I have known each other for many years. If you have something to say, it doesn't hurt to say it."
Qinglong shook his head and smiled bitterly, then said: "Let's put it this way! When I was his age, my moral conduct was not as high as his, and my city was not as deep as his..."
At this point, he suddenly stopped. The Ghost King frowned and said, "What's wrong? If there's anything else, just tell me!"
Qinglong hesitated for a moment, looked at the Ghost King, and said: "The methods are not as ruthless as his!"
The Ghost King glanced at him, but didn't say anything. He slowly turned around and looked at the mirror-blue lake. Qinglong was behind him and said slowly: "Over the years, especially in the past two years, Ghost Li's methods have become more and more serious."
He has become more and more fierce and fierce, killing people at every turn, and is even more ruthless in power struggles. Moreover, among the younger generation of our Ghost King Sect, all the more outstanding talents, such as the monk Shasheng, Yan Hui and others, have gathered under his sect."
The Ghost King said calmly: "Do you think this is bad?"
Qinglong slowly shook his head and said: "No, it's just that back then...why did he become like this now?"
The Ghost King was silent for a while and suddenly said: "Actually, I also misjudged it at the beginning."
Qinglong was shocked and said: "Sect Master, what did you say?"
Ghost King said: "When I taught him the two volumes of the Heavenly Book, I thought that given his qualifications, it would take at least thirty years to achieve success. However, in these ten years, especially the last five years, Gui Li's practice has advanced by leaps and bounds. It can be said that he has made rapid progress.
, I’m afraid he’s showing off his inner self, and even I didn’t notice it!”
When he said this, an unknown cold light seemed to flash in his eyes that had been facing away from Qinglong, but his tone did not change at all: "He has a persevering temperament, perseverance, and has made great achievements in cultivating Taoism."
It is very beneficial, but I still doubt that there are other reasons."
Qinglong frowned and said, "Does he have any other secrets?"
The Ghost King shook his head and said, "You should know that he possesses the true Dharma of Qingyun Sect Taoism and the Great Brahma Prajna of Tianyin Temple, right?"
Qinglong nodded and said: "Not bad."
The Ghost King said slowly: "From what I have observed in secret, not only has he achieved great success in the true Dharma of our Holy Heavenly Book, but he has also made rapid progress in the Qingyun Sect's Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao and the Buddhist Prajna Prajna Dharma. These three sects have also made rapid progress.
Does the true method secretly have miraculous effects that complement each other?"
He turned around, smiled at Qinglong, and said: "With his current practice, plus the strange magic weapon 'Soul Eater' in his hand, even if you have the Qiankun Clear Light Ring, I'm afraid it will only be 50% effective."
Odds of winning.”
Qinglong smiled slightly and said: "I'm old, I can't compare to young people."
The Ghost King suddenly laughed, reached out and patted his shoulder, saying: "How can this happen?" He smiled and said leisurely: "Back then, I saw that this young man must not be a thing in the pool, but now his achievements are even more important.
That's what I expected. If the Ghost King Sect is succeeded by this person, its future will be limitless. But..."
The Ghost King stood with his hands behind his hands, but suddenly stopped talking, walked to the edge of the pavilion, and looked out.
Qinglong stood quietly beside him, looking towards the Ghost King. At this moment, there was suddenly a hint of desolation in that powerful body, silently conveying the unspoken words.
Baguio…
Three days later, Gui Li left Huqi Mountain and headed southwest, taking with him the monkey Xiao Hui. In addition, the Wild Dog Taoist also followed him. Originally, the Wild Dog Taoist did not want to go to the Death Swamp.
It's a dangerous place, but Gui Li just said calmly: "After I leave, I guarantee that this place in Huqi Mountain will be a hundred times more dangerous than that swamp. Do you believe it?"
As soon as these words came out, Taoist Wild Dog's face immediately turned pale, and his mouth was still very angry, but his feet were already following him.
The vast land of China is vast, and the Central Plains is naturally the richest. Beyond the Central Plains, in the north is the bitter cold ice plain of the extreme north covered with ice and snow, which is rarely visited; in the east is the vast sea; as for the south, there are ten mountains outside the Central Plains.
Thousands of mountains tower over the border, and they are endless. There are barren mountains, bad waters, and countless poisonous miasma. According to legend, there are also weird and strange barbarians who drink blood like hair and drink blood, and are extremely ferocious.
To the west of the vast land of China, there are two dangerous places. To the northwest is the endless desolate Gobi Desert, which the world calls the "wild land". It has not rained for hundreds of years, and the climate is extremely dry. There are occasionally some oases.
, but it is also mostly occupied by ferocious beasts and vicious creatures. Naturally, ordinary people will die as soon as they enter. And according to rumors, there is a grand temple deep in the wilderness, which is the birthplace of the demon sect.
As for the southwest, it is the huge death swamp that the world talks about. The climate here is completely opposite to that of the wild northwest. It rains seven or eight out of ten days a year, and there are all kinds of strange plants.
They are as numerous as cow hairs and grow luxuriantly. This cold and damp place has always been the home of the most poisonous beasts and insects in the world, and the highly toxic swamp gas unique to this place steams up from the rotten mud in the swamp every rainy day.
When it rises, if a person inhales it, without a suitable antidote, the poison will attack the heart and kill him within half a moment. In addition, the bodies of animals, trees and flowers that have been soaked and rotted by rain for thousands of years have turned this place into a
In a place full of dangers, if you take a wrong step, you will be sucked into the bottomless swamp, never see the light of day, and die miserably.
Naturally, no one would come to such a dangerous place on weekdays. But not long ago, there were suddenly rumors in the world that in the Western Death Swamp, a huge golden pillar of light suddenly shot up into the sky, day and night, and it was in
Even in the middle of the night, the sky was illuminated as bright as day. Three days later, the golden light gradually dissipated. From then on, there seemed to be always a huge roar in the Death Swamp, faintly heard, making those
People who live on the edge of the Dead Swamp are terrified.
Once this news spread, it immediately caused a sensation all over the world. From the perspective of cultivators, spiritual objects and artifacts have always had their own spirituality. This huge golden light is naturally a precursor to the birth of rare treasures, calling for those who are destined to go there.
Judging from this golden beam of light, the magic of this rare treasure is really extraordinary. For a moment, the world was shaken, and masters of good and evil gathered one after another.
But underneath the chaos on the surface, there is an unknown undercurrent, flowing turbulently.
Half a day's journey from the Death Swamp to the east, there is a small, desolate village called "Dawang Village". It was named because the villagers in the village believe in a mysterious god called "Dawang". However, this god has never been effective.
It doesn't bless the villagers here to get promoted and get rich, nor does it bless them to have a good harvest and have no worries about food and clothing.
In fact, if you think about it, living on the edge of such a death swamp, from time to time a monster will suddenly appear from nowhere, or a poisonous insect will escape and kill livestock. It is not a big deal. The number of people who die here every year is also
There are not a few. Nowadays, people with some ability have already left this ghost place and gone to the Central Plains. Most of the people who stay here are also lifeless people.
But in the past few days, Dawang Village has suddenly become lively, and people who come and go are all cultivators. Although Dawang Village is not the only entrance to the Death Swamp, it is the closest inhabited place to the Death Swamp.
Before entering the Dead Swamp, most people would come here to buy some dry food and water. After a few days, the villagers in Dawang Village actually made a little fortune and became a little more lively.
At the same time, because this is the closest place to the Death Swamp, the villagers here were the first to notice the golden light pillars and strange whistling sounds in the Death Swamp, and they spread from there, so there were also many people
Come here for news.
It’s just that when there are more people, there will naturally be good and evil. Over the past few days, I don’t know how many fights have occurred in this small place of Dawang Village. Some unlucky guys have died here inexplicably before they entered the Death Swamp.
Yes, it's really unjust.
Enough chatter. On this day, Gui Li and Wild Dog also came to Dawang Village. Standing at the entrance of the village, they saw people coming and going in the village. It was actually quite lively, contrary to the lifeless scene in the past.
When we walked into the village, the wild dog looked around, frowning and muttering something.
The monkey Xiao Hui saw so many people for the first time in the past few days. He was a little excited. He lay on Gui Li's shoulder and squeaked. Gui Li patted Xiao Hui, looked at the wild dog and said, "What are you doing?"
Taoist Taoist Wild Dog said angrily: "I'm looking for an inn. I've been walking for so long and still can't find a place to take a rest? It's such a boring place. Even an inn is so hard to find!"
Gui Li said calmly: "Why, do you think there is an inn here?"
The wild dog was startled and said, "What?"
Gui Li turned his eyes and looked at the pedestrians coming and going on the street. Seeing that most of these people were well-dressed and obviously not people who worked hard in Dawang Village, he asked, "Have you been here before?"
The wild dog made a sound and said: "Who can come to this ghost place after eating enough!"
Gui Li glanced at him and said: "Yes, no outsiders come here, and the local villagers are very poor, so what's the use of an inn?"
The wild dog was speechless, and the expression on its face became a little more bitter.
At this moment, I suddenly heard a shouting sound coming from the street in front of me. Someone said loudly: "You can predict the future fifty years ago. You can predict the fortune of three hundred years. You can judge the yin and yang with an iron mouth. If you want to know the future days, come here."
Take a fancy!"
Gui Li and Wild Dog were startled for a moment, and looked towards the sound together. On the edge of the street, there was an old wooden table, with a bamboo pole stuck next to it, and a piece of canvas hanging on it, which said "Immortal guides the way."
"Four words. On the side of the bamboo pole, an old man with extraordinary bearing shouted loudly. The voice just now was made by him. And next to him, there was a drowsy young woman with a rather pretty appearance, lying on the table at the moment.
above, with a helpless expression on his face.
Needless to say, these two people are Zhou Xian and Xiao Huan. Zhou Xian takes Xiao Huan to wander around the world. He is not very capable, but he likes to go to lively places. When he heard the rumors about the Death Swamp some time ago, he immediately ignored Xiao Huan.
Huan's objection led her to the village of Dawang.
In the words of Zhou Yixian, at this moment, he has exhausted all his financial resources and is at the end of his life. He has no choice but to read fortune tellers in the street. However, he shouted in his mouth, but his expression gradually changed later: "... Dear guests, I have received the true biography of my ancestor.
, can restrain the most poisonous poisons in the world. In the swamp of death, the methane gas is extremely poisonous. As long as you are equipped with the sachet I sell, you will be invulnerable to all poisons, and the diamond is indestructible..."
Xiaohuan sighed softly next to him. After sitting here for several hours, his grandfather shouted enthusiastically, but in fact, not a single sachet was sold. The locals believed it but couldn't afford it (Yiyi Xian opened the black-hearted
(high price), but the outsiders are all people on the path of cultivation, and they are all well-informed, and the word "liar" is written on them when they look at them. Fortunately, all the heroes of the righteous path are busy seizing treasures and don't agree with this.
Scholars care about it, otherwise if the blood of a disciple of an expert suddenly boils and wants to eliminate harm for the people, he may not be able to eat and walk away.
Seeing Zhou Yixian still shouting energetically, Xiaohuan was a little impatient. He stood up and was about to call his grandfather. Suddenly, there was a flower in front of him, but there was a person standing in front of the wooden table. It was a young man.
The man was wearing a light blue shirt and had handsome features, but his face looked a little pale for some reason.
"Miss, I want to have my face read." The young man said calmly with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
Xiao Huan frowned and looked at him. At this time, Yi Xian also noticed what was going on here and walked back quickly with a smile on his face and said: "Sir, what do you want to see, wealth or marriage?"
How to read it, face reading, palmistry or calligraphy?"
The young man pondered for a moment and said, "I also want to enter this swamp of death. Please help me see what my luck is like!"
Zhou Yixian chuckled and said: "No problem, no problem. Come on, sir, please take a seat. Well, first of all, we are the true descendants of the ancestors, and our physiognomy is unparalleled, so one visit costs ten taels of silver..."
The young man was startled and said, "So expensive?"
Zhou Xian smiled but did not answer.
The young man immediately turned his eyes, looked at Xiaohuan again, and said with a smile: "Okay then! Ten taels is ten taels. Let's do it! You can help me test the word first."
Xiaohuan glanced at him, took a piece of white paper from the side, handed over the thin pen, and said: "Then please write a word first..."
Unexpectedly, the young man took the pen and said with a smile: "No, I will just write down my name. You can help me test it. What is the luck of my name?"
As he spoke, he wrote three words on the white paper and handed it to Xiaohuan.
Xiaohuan was startled for a moment, took it, looked at the white paper, and heard the young man smiling slightly: "My name is Qin Wuyan!"