Chapter 276 Xu Gong of the Pingjiang Bureau appeared
Deep underground where Zhou Yi looked, there was a barrier space.
The surrounding area is surrounded by restrictions and magic circles, which isolates it from outside exploration. From the deep and deep aura of demonic power, it can be seen that this is Lord Pingjiang's handiwork.
In the barrier, there sat a seemingly ordinary old man, wearing a blue-gray cloth robe, his eyes closed, but he also showed an extraordinary bearing.
His whole body was filled with a rich and thick purple aura, blooming like a purple lotus in full bloom.
But in addition to the Ziwei Qi, there are other phenomena in his body, and the Qi is mixed, like monsters and monsters.
Zhou Yi's eyes were fixed on the old man's face, and his eyes were becoming more and more complicated, just like the ripples in his Zen mind.
After a while, he let out a soft sigh, fell to the ground, and bowed deeply to the old man underground.
"Amitabha. Long time no see... Mr. Xu."
When the voice fell, the old man in cloth robe deep in the earth remained motionless and did not raise his eyelids, as if he had not heard it.
However, Xu Zhiling, who was not far away, trembled and his face showed excitement: "Holy Monk, do you mean that my father is also here?"
Zhou Yi nodded slightly, he could naturally understand Xu Zhiling's mood at this time.
At the end of last summer, Xu Gong resigned and returned to his hometown. He rescued himself in a wilderness. Not long after returning to his home, he left the Xu Mansion and went to visit his friends. After that, there was no news from him, like a wandering cloud and a crane, for more than half a year.
I have never returned to my hometown in Wenhe County in the past.
Not to mention Xu Zhiling, even Zhou Yi vaguely felt that there was something wrong - there was no information about Xu Gong in his small black characters.
I never expected that I would see the former Prime Minister of Zhongshu Province, Tian Wenzong Xu Wentai, in such a situation.
The qi of Mr. Xu in the underground world is extremely complex. Not only does he have the qi of Ziwei, the qi of Wenzong, and the aquatic ape demonic qi, but he also has a blood evil aura hidden inside.
But there was no breath of life.
This reminded Zhou Yi of a person - Bai Wuchang and Cui Ying'er.
Cui Ying'er, who was previously controlled by Ma Lao, was a living dead. Ma Lao restrained the Lingnan blood evil spirit and tried to refine Cui Ying'er into a flying zombie.
But the aura of Mr. Xu now is very similar to that of Cui Ying'er in the past!
For no reason, Zhou Yi felt a little annoyed in his heart.
As his cultivation became more advanced, he had not felt such an emotion for a long time.
"Jun Pingjiang, I have put so much trust in you in vain. You are actually making such an idea! Do you want to use the blood evil energy of Lingnan creatures to refine Mr. Xu into a zombie?"
Boom!
Another bolt of thunder descended from the sky in the distance.
Through the gray storm mist, you can vaguely see the thousand-foot-long white ape suddenly retreating backwards.
"Holy monk, you have wronged me, old ape!
Things are not what you think. Mr. Xu and I are friends in times of need.
For the sake of the general trend of the world, after total calculation, I had no choice but to make this decision."
Lord Pingjiang was doing three things at once, building fields, competing with Ao Nitian, and explaining to Zhou Yi.
Naturally, the speed of his field creation, including the power of his attacks, declined rapidly.
The Thousand-foot Black Dragon had the upper hand visible to the naked eye, and continued to expand its lead amidst bursts of cheers from all around.
"Holy Monk, you must believe me, Old Ape!
After this battle, the old ape will explain all this to you!
Mr. Xu and I are really allies!"
Zhou Yi had a stern expression and did not respond to Pingjiang Jun.
If he takes action at this time, Nanjiang Longzu and Ao Nitian will not only not stop him, but may even side with him, and Pingjiang Lord will definitely die.
In other words, Mr. Pingjiang knew that he might fall into such an unfavorable situation, but still persisted, which was also a gamble.
Bet Zhou Yi can trust him.
"But, the young monk only believes in what I see... Guanhun."
Zhou Yi opened his eyebrows and raised his eyes.
His gaze was like a beam of golden light, shooting through the underground barrier and directly towards Xu Gong Xu Wentai.
Xu Gong's current state is that his body is not dead, but his soul is out of the body, like a kite being flown, circling around his body.
As Zhou Yi's celestial vision opened, the three separated souls and six souls merged into a whole. In the soul, there seemed to be small black characters ready to move, looming.
"I am the monk Yichen who was rescued by you last summer, so naturally I will not harm you.
I just want to know what happened to put you in this situation.
Mr. Xu, Mr. Xu, I know, you can hear my voice, but you can't answer me actively.
You just have to think about it."
As soon as Zhou Yigang finished speaking, densely packed small black characters soared out of Xu Gong's soul and flew around the air.
Obviously, Xu Gong has been trapped for a long time, unable to speak, and no one came to talk to him, so he was already depressed.
Through the small black characters, Zhou Yi saw an unknown past event about Xu Gong and Pingjiang Jun.
"I see……"
The story must start many years ago, before Xu Gong resigned from office.
Because Chen Longyun, the former Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, had been pursuing immortality for many years, he was fond of martial arts.
At that time, there were many "masters" from all walks of life gathered in Chang'an City.
Although the Shangdao sect and the Middle Dao sect among the seventy-two martial arts sects in the world have very strict control over their disciples and do not easily enter the world.
However, some disciples from lower Taoist sects, including idle martial arts cultivators and strangers from the Northern Territory, Western Region and overseas, had already heard the news and mingled among noble families and wealthy businessmen.
The common people are seeking immortality and cultivating their magic, and the atmosphere in the capital has changed drastically.
Xu Wentai and some loyal ministers have been admonishing him for many years, but with little success.
Chen Longyun constantly offered rewards for the way to eternal life. Those so-called experts either offered elixirs or rare herbs, or directly used spells to change their lives against the will of heaven.
However, Chen Longyun is not an easy king to fool.
Whenever an expert in martial arts presents a pill or performs a technique, he will always arrange a prisoner in advance to test the medicine or technique on his behalf.
Then he ordered the Ouchi guards to kill the prisoners.
Some prisoners had their heads cut off and were still able to speak.
There was a prisoner who was cut into pieces by five horses but was able to sew them up on his own.
There was also a prisoner whose lower body regenerated after being cut in half.
But it can only be repeated two or three times at most, and no prisoner can live forever.
An expert suggested to Chen Longyun that he should be reborn to practice martial arts. Chen Longyun was not stupid. He knew that once he left the imperial throne, all his promises would become a fleeting thing.
Gradually, Chen Longyun became tired of these masters of arts and stopped summoning them all day long.
Xu Gong originally thought that His Majesty could give up the idea of pursuing eternal life and from now on, he would shift his energy to political affairs.
But he never expected that his majesty heard somewhere that there was an old chamberlain in the palace who had lived for several dynasties and lived for hundreds of years, and he became very interested in this old chamberlain.
What did Chen Longyun say that actually made this shrewd former Emperor Tang treat him as a disciple and learn the method of immortality from him.
Naturally, Xu Wentai would not sit back and watch such a ridiculous thing happen.
He went to the palace to remonstrate, scolded the eunuchs for harming the country, and begged His Majesty Chen Longyun not to be bewitched by monsters, let alone continue to pursue the illusory path to immortality.
What happened next was that His Majesty Chen Longyun was known to be busy in seclusion and refused to see each other. Xu Gong resigned from his official post in anger and returned to his hometown in Wenhe County.
But before that, something happened that almost no one knew about.
The night after Mr. Xu cursed the old chamberlain, he was worried and couldn't sleep. Suddenly he heard someone knocking on the door outside.
Before he could get up and open the door, the door opened automatically.
An old man wearing black linen clothes walked in, claiming to be a servant from his hometown.
Although Xu Gong was old, he was protected by the world's influence, his ears and eyesight were sharp, and he had an excellent memory. He had never seen such a servant in his memory, so he immediately scolded him loudly.
The old man raised his head, and a sneer appeared on his strange face without facial features, and said: "Xu Wentai, if you were a little more confused, you wouldn't have ended up like this. The master asked me to tell you that you didn't have to be like this.
You will die early. Unfortunately, your mouth is too vicious, and you are destined to die of ulcers all over your body."
After saying that, the old man in sackcloth holding the three-color strange stone in his hand turned around, revealing a giant eye behind his back. The eye opened and shot a ray of silver light towards Xu Wentai.
Xu Wentai was shocked and trembled all over. Then he opened his eyes and found that it was still dark. It turned out that he was dreaming.
Within a few days, he left the capital.
Along the way, he felt very sick and in poor health. It was not until he passed Jiangzuo Road and approached Jiannan Road that a large tumor blister finally appeared on his body, and the surrounding skin began to fester.
Only then did he realize that the old man in sackcloth who saw the glowing eyes behind him that night was not a dream.
When he figured this out, it was too late...
"It's the ghost king with back eyes."
When Zhou Yi saw this, he immediately understood.
That night, the ghost who entered Xu Gong's dream was none other than the Back-eyed Ghost King, who is now one of the three ghost governors of the underworld.
But at that time, this quasi-Netherworld Envoy was still working for the one in the Chang'an Palace. He was under control and everyone was his own master. It was not his fault.
The stone held by the ghost king with his back eyes, in Xu Gong's memory, exuded three kinds of brilliance, must be the most precious treasure of the underworld - the stone of three lives.
You must know that Xu Wentai was a high-ranking official and a Chinese scholar.
It is not only protected by the aura of Ziwei, but also blessed by the luck of the world's intellectuals. It is difficult for demons to invade and ghosts and gods cannot invade.
As a result, he could only sacrifice the Three Life Stones, quietly fall asleep, and then let the old ghost with back eyes cast the light of the Yin Spirit's Ten Thousand Calamities to weaken his physical body's energy and blood.
Even so, only when Xu Gong is far away from Chang'an in the capital, where Ziwei's Qi is relatively weak, can the "spell" against him gradually take effect.
"The old chamberlain who was the master of the Back-Eyed Ghost King at that time...is that the demon hidden deep in the palace?"
Zhou Yi's eyes flickered: "Your claws are really stretched out long enough. What exactly do you want to do?"
The small black characters flying in Xu Gong's soul continued to tell.
Since Mr. Xu fell ill, the convoys returning home have slowed down, and people have been sent to nearby counties to ask famous doctors for treatment.
However, several famous doctors and doctors from hundreds of miles around were invited one after another, but they were all helpless. The seemingly simple disease could not be cured.
Until one night, far outside the county, a strong wind suddenly rose, and the sound of thunder could be heard all the time.
A servant saw a white light and flew into the place where Duke Xu was staying. After hearing the news, all the guards came and searched everywhere, but found nothing.
However, in the next few days, Xu Gong's condition gradually improved, his appetite also increased, and he talked and laughed with everyone.
Only the tumor on his back grew bigger and bigger.
And every time it rains, there will always be a sound like a shakuhachi panpipe from inside the tumor.
At the same time, rumors of immortal visits gradually began to spread in nearby counties and even villages. It was said that some immortals were going from house to house looking for something.
Some of the stewards of the Xu Mansion had lived in the capital for a long time and were well-informed. They knew that the so-called immortals were masters of magic, and what their master hated all his life was the magicians, so they never let those magicians near the place where Duke Xu stayed.
Those sorcerers also respected the name of Xu Gong Tian Wenzong and never came to disturb him from the beginning to the end.
In the end, the warlocks found nothing and returned empty-handed.
Xu Gong stayed there for a while longer, and then he started on the road again until the masters of martial arts had completely left.
It was after that that Duke Xu met the monk Yichen, also known as Zhou Yi, who was lying in the wilderness, and forcibly brought Zhou Yi back to the Xu Mansion.
Then, regardless of the dissuasion of his son Xu Zhiling, Xu Gong took a master guard who had been following him for many years and insisted on leaving the old house, claiming to be visiting a friend.
But in fact, Xu Gong has been away from home for many years and has lived in Chang'an City for a long time. Where did he get his Lingnan friends?
But along the way, he met a "new friend" who shared the same illness and depended on each other for life.
It was this new friend who, after recovering from his injury, immediately said to Xu Wentai: "Mr. Xu, it's time for you to leave. According to what you and I agreed, we can only go to Lingnan to harvest this battle and pacify Lingnan.
Only by bringing good luck to all people can you defeat the demon in the palace who bewitches the king and controls the government."
…
"Well done, Mr. Pingjiang."
Zhou Yi's eyes flashed with complexity and he murmured in a low voice.
This white-haired water ape, Mr. Pingjiang, did not lie to himself.
It just feels like everything is back to the beginning.
In Zhou Yi's mind, he couldn't help but recall the small black words he saw at the Xu Mansion dinner party——
'Sometimes an expert pulled out the sword left by the Earth Immortal and penetrated the demon's spine. The demon was seriously injured and escaped far away. However, he was chased by the martial arts sect along the way. He fled to Jiannan Road and Guangyuan County and disappeared...'
"The reason why you were able to hide is because you accidentally hid in the big tumor on Xu Gong's back, and just escaped the pursuit of the Shu Dao sect. Afterwards, while recuperating, you cured Xu Gong's illness.
, broke the curse of the devil in Chang'an City."
…
Rumble!
In the sky above Lingnan, there were lightning and thunder, and the wind and clouds were changing.
Time passed quickly, and three days passed in the blink of an eye. There was only one last day left before the battle between Pingjiang Jun and Ao Nitian ended.
Due to Pingjiang Jun's brief absence of concentration on the third day, Ao Nitian seized the opportunity and overtook him in an all-round way, and his advantage continued to expand.
Lord Pingjiang seemed unwilling to give up and went all out, shouting to the sky, swallowing the sun and the moon, and even vomiting blood and semen.
Ao Nitian was not taking it easy and tried his best to protect his lead. The distance between the two did not narrow or widen.
On the other side, Zhou Yi opened his eyes and breathed out gently.
The air is like golden light and like a purple pillar.
In these three days, he has completely refined that wisp of purple energy.
He finally understood Pingjiang Lord's purpose in this game. The outcome was not the key. The key was to use the dragon clan's hands to change the trend of the mountains and rivers, turn the land into fields, and pacify Lingnan, in order to gain merit and luck.
"But can this really work? Aren't you afraid that in the end, the bamboo basket will be empty?"
Zhou Yi looked at the still unconscious Xu Gong deep underground and shook his head slightly.