Chapter two hundred and fifty sixth black impermanence
Zhou Yi pondered for a long time and said: "The root of the sin back then came from the magic elixir of the golden-winged roc.
It's that magic pill that makes you lose your mind, become a demon, and commit crimes.
Since you still refuse to forgive yourself, then it is up to the little monk to forgive you.
The Buddha is the enemy of the devil. Since ancient times, the Buddha and the devil have not been at odds with each other. You can follow the monk to kill the demons and eliminate this evil fate. Save it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the second word "degree" flew out.
Buzz!
White light enveloped the void.
The Buddha's voice comes in waves, persuading all sentient beings.
After an unknown amount of time, a beautiful figure wearing a black robe slowly emerged.
Those cold eyes seemed to be smeared with a layer of thick eye shadow, lingering with a strong evil aura.
But the sadness between his eyebrows has obviously faded away a lot.
She looked at Zhou Yi and bowed.
"See the Holy Monk. Thank you very much for the Holy Monk's enlightenment. From then on, Xiaoqian followed the Holy Monk to kill demons and atone for the past."
Zhou Yi nodded slightly and whispered the Buddha's name.
"You are Xiaoqian, and you are also Kongshan's grandmother, but the monk also wants to give you a flower name."
Xiaoqian bowed and bowed again: "Please give me your name by the holy monk."
Zhou Yidao: "Then let's call it... Hei Wuchang."
Xiaoqian was startled, then lowered her head to look at her black dress: "Hei Wichang... Life is impermanent, fate is impermanent, good and evil are impermanent, everything is impermanent, what a good name."
Zhou Yi smiled and said: "You also have a sister named Bai Wuchang. We will meet each other in the future. Now, you can digest that evil thought."
A few months ago, although Xiaoqian took advantage of Kongshan's grandmother to be injured and weak, she devoured her.
But after all, she is the incarnation of good thoughts. Even if she swallows the incarnation of evil thoughts, she will only end up with indigestion. Not only will she not be able to achieve the cultivation level of Grandma Kongshan, she will also have to guard against being invaded by the fragments of evil thoughts.
However, now, she has become Zhou Yidu, and she has become enlightened and has become Hei Wuchang.
Right and wrong, good and evil, are all impermanent, so why should we fear being violated by evil thoughts?
In the courtyard of the Shen family, Hei Wuchang Xiaoqian sat cross-legged next to Zhou Yi, entered the taiyin, and boldly absorbed the ghost power in the incarnation of evil thoughts.
Her aura also began to rise. Although it was Taiyin ghost aura, with Zhou Yi's protection, it naturally could not invade the villagers' homes.
Wow!
The talisman paper in scholar Shen Tong's pocket began to sway in the calm wind.
Zhou Yi naturally understood that it was the strong ghost energy that attracted the attention of the Luofu Mountain Talisman.
As he glanced away, the talisman returned to calm.
Regarding the appearance of Luofushan Shuxiu, Zhou Yi was a little surprised in his heart.
After all, the other five upper Taoist sects, including the various incense gods, are all working together to hunt down the Golden-winged Dapeng Demon King.
Only Luofushan, one of the upper gates, did not take the ordinary route and came to this remote place connecting Lingnan and Jiannan to cause trouble for Kongshan's grandmother.
"Could it be that you are also heading towards the top secret of the Mist Palace - Huangquan?
By the way, in the previous encirclement and suppression of the Golden-winged Dapeng in Tai'an County, real people were sent out from all the five upper Taoist sects. Only this Luofu Mountain was indifferent, and it was too unsociable."
An idea flashed in Zhou Yi's mind.
The wonderful devil he discovered came from Mount Luofu.
In Xiaoqian's memory, the magic elixir given to her by the Golden-winged Dapeng came from its overseas friend--nine times out of ten, he was also a demon.
Is it possible that there is some kind of connection between this?
Zhou Yi didn't think about it any more.
"The devil is my enemy. If it is really related to the devil, the young monk will not show mercy."
As the long night comes to an end, Laojing Village is still quiet.
Everything is quiet, the night seems to be disappearing, and the morning has not yet arrived.
Zhou Yi pushed open the door of Shen's courtyard and looked at the mist rising again in the distant mountains.
The mountains were smeared with a layer of white, and white mist poured out from all directions, quickly surrounding the mountains and ravines.
"Did you raise the fog?" Zhou Yi asked.
Xiaoqian, also known as Hei Wuchang, floated out from behind him.
After one night, her aura has completely stabilized the title of Taishou, comparable to that of Zhenren Fangwai.
In Zhou Yi's circle, he is already ranked number one among the underworld factions.
But her black gauze dress seemed to be frozen in place, as deep as thick ink, and would never change back to red or white.
The sadness between her brows has also dissipated, replaced by a coldness and coldness like the sea of ice.
But at this time, she looked at the mountain mist in the distance, with a hint of joy in her eyes.
"Reporting back to the Holy Monk, with the help of the Holy Monk last night, my subordinates have first realized the Taiyin. And in the Mist Palace, there is the Taiyin Avenue. It should be the Taiyin Avenue. It sensed the changes in the subordinates and then regenerated the mist."
Zhou Yi asked: "This way, is it the underworld way?"
Hei Wuchang said without hesitation: "It is the Tao of Taiyin that emerged from the underworld. Over the years, Grandma Kongshan tried her best, but failed to realize Taiyin and conquer the underworld. But at this time, the underworld actually took the initiative to fight with the subordinate
There is a feeling in my lower body. Hey, that’s not right..."
Hei Wuchang was stunned for a moment.
Then she turned her head and looked at Zhou Yi, her eyes full of surprise.
In a trance, she saw thick and billowing clouds of incense rising from the top of the monk's head and penetrating between heaven and earth.
In the vast world, there are three thousand superior ways and countless dharma meanings, among which there is the way to the underworld.
She blinked subconsciously.
The cloud of incense above the holy monk's head disappeared.
It was as if what she had seen before was just an illusion.
"No, it's not sensitive to me."
Hei Wuchang's face was complicated, and he murmured in a low voice: "The way of the underworld has a reaction to the holy monk. Maybe it understands that the man of creation is coming."
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Whoosh whoosh... One after another, figures with extraordinary auras appeared in front of the Mist Palace.
More than a dozen practitioners in blue-grey robes looked towards the huge tomb palace that was once again surrounded by mist.
Each of them had several female ghosts detained, and they were followed by two villagers in their forties.
The female ghosts had yellow talismans stuck on their foreheads, their arms were wrapped in reeds, and they carried peach wood swords on their backs. They twisted their bodies and struggled hard, but they couldn't break free at all.
Peach wood, reeds, and talismans are all powerful weapons to restrain ghosts.
At these last moments, the kind-hearted female ghosts who escaped from the Mist Palace were captured as soon as they showed up in front of the Luo Fushan magic cultivator led by the real person.
But at this time, they didn't care about their own life or death.
With excitement and joy lingering in his eyes, he knelt down and prayed to Kirigong.
"Congratulations to the Queen for attaining Taiyin!"
"The Tao of Taiyin gave a response! Sure enough, grandma was wrong, and Empress Xiaoqian's Tao is right!"
"If we can see this day, it's not a waste of time!"
Several young practitioners looked at each other with slightly complicated expressions.
In fact, these days, the escaped female ghosts are hiding in the homes of villagers at the foot of the mountain.
The villagers who harbored the female ghost had already received warnings from the "immortal" but still chose to take in the female ghost.
Until the widower brothers surnamed He came forward to report.
At first, the practitioners in Luofu Mountain thought that these villagers were coerced or bewitched by female ghosts.
However, after conducting interrogations, it was discovered that the villagers actually voluntarily took in the female ghost.
What makes them even more unexpected is that over the years, female ghosts often transform into fairies and do good deeds secretly.
Help villagers find lost cattle and sheep;
Help villagers rescue children stolen by bandits;
In autumn and winter, help the villagers steam dry the wet and cold firewood...
Although fairies never show up, many villagers are even more convinced of the existence of fairies in the Mist Palace.
As for the widower brothers surnamed He, they also received secret help from the female ghost, but later they went even further and even coveted the female ghost.
The female ghosts were furious and secretly punished them, making them lose face. This incident was known to all the people near and far.
The two brothers had a grudge, so they reported it to Luofushan.
And their wish is very simple, that is to witness the destruction of the Misty Palace Female Ghost with their own eyes.
"There is indeed a treasure hidden in this Youdang Mountain."
Master Qingyu's voice interrupted the thoughts of several young practitioners.
"Kill the ghosts, kill them one by one. I want to see if the little empress they talk about will come to save you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the snow-white mist dispersed to both sides.
From the depths of the gray mountain shadow, a beautiful figure in a black dress walked out.
The skin is snow-white and crystal clear, and the eyes are cold, like clear springs.
"No need to bother. You want to find me? I'm here."