Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 299 A Lost Person

There was a ray of true spirit hidden in Taomu's heart. Seeing this, Lin Feng put the firecracker with dragon and tiger aura and Buddha's breath on Ji Daoren's head, and fired at close range.

The flame disappeared, and half of Ji Daoren's head disappeared.

Afterwards, the demon-binding rope finally played its original role, restraining the remaining corpses. Ji Daoren lost his mind and was still struggling.

Bin Yaosuo honestly stabilized the scene.

After all, it is a seventh-rank scorpion, and it is not difficult to bind a seventh-rank demon.

On this "zombie" Ji Daoren's body, the true spirit is no longer visible, and he can be regarded as a corpse demon.

Just like the corpse monster like Mrs. Bone, the wisdom reborn from the corpse.

Ignoring the struggling demon-binding rope, Lin Feng opened the box and crushed the mahogany heart.

One of the true spirits emerged. Compared with the "zombie" Taoist Ji, this real spirit Ji Taoist appeared to be more immortal, and more like the image of a Taoist that people would like to believe in.

As soon as he appeared, he saw a messy situation.

"Still come this far."

Looking at the dark world around him, he was a little disappointed, but not unexpected.

"I'm still laughing at you, no matter how you study, no matter how you think, in the last period, you fought against the evil creatures that appeared in the Qinling Mountains, and borrowed the power of heaven and earth, you still ended up like this in the end.

Distraught, went another way.

I have done good deeds all my life, but I didn't expect that I would still lose my life in my later years. I have learned Taoism for many years, but the last Taoism is to make myself immortal.

Became what it is now. "

Lin Feng was not surprised by his strength.

The strength of Taoist priests does not all depend on the realm they show.

Otherwise, what is the use of such traceable Dharma veins?

Similar to a family tree, proving your own great unity, that is, shaking people.

If one person can't beat it, can a group of us still can't beat it?
The Three Mountain Talismans, the High Way of Quanzhen, the Heavenly Court of the Underworld, and the land of the Yuanjun, what does it matter?

Among the four great celestial masters, heavenly soldiers and generals, and Dharma protectors, there is always one suitable for evil spirits.

If it really doesn't work, if you have a good relationship with the dynasty, then send troops to destroy it. With the spirit of dragon and tiger plus Taoism, can't you kill an evil creature?
Ji Daoren in front of him, the era he lived in was not as chaotic as it is today.

In addition, Wang Daozu endorsed them, and they can be called by Changchunzi's Dharma lineage. Under such circumstances, even if Ji Daoren is a seventh-rank, he may not be afraid of those Qinling evil spirits, but the question now is, what did he encounter? .

Lin Feng humbly asked for advice.

Ji Daoren looked at the chains that bound Lin Feng, and he didn't have any intention of hiding, so he explained the matter in detail.

"What did I meet? It's okay to talk here, do you know Shengxian Village?"

"Well, I know Shengxian Village."

Ji Daoren's expression became more complicated: "Since you know Shengxian Village, do you know that the imperial court used the whole country to suppress this thing?

After six days of old qi, those folk customs and desires that were hunted down by Confucianism and the three religions all hid in Shengxianzhai, forming a silt.

So far we don't know what's inside Shengxianzhai, but when this thing comes out, it will destroy the world, and it itself represents the past.

The past, the present, and the future each have their own focus, and if time is chaotic, it will return to chaos.

This is the news I got. If other people have different news, it may be because I got a glimpse of the leopard and was at a loss. "

After Ji Daoren finished speaking, his expression became extremely complicated. He walked back and forth for two steps and smiled.

"Nandou Continuing Life Sutra."

He shook his head and said, "Do you know what this thing is?"

Lin Feng has never heard of this thing, he has heard of the Sutra of Prolonging Life, prolonging life and extending life are two situations, one is to seek some benefits within the reasonable range of the rules, and the other is to change one's life against the sky.

Two different things.

It's not that there is no Buddhism, or other folk magic sutras, but most of these sutras are under the pretense of being sacred.

The specific author is unknown.

For example, when Taishang Yuanshi Tianzun talked about the wonderful scriptures on continuation of life, someone pretended to use the name of Yuanshi Tianzun, saying that this scripture is what Yuanshi Tianzun told the old man in the sky how to continue his life.

Although there are rituals, but more emphasis on chanting.

It is indeed the style of Lingbao School.

In the Lingbao school, some scriptures also have Sanskrit.

There are also some Buddhist scriptures, which also talk about the ways and means of life extension.

This Southern Doujing...

Which one does it belong to?
The man smiled slightly and said: "Although Qinling Mountains is included in ancient poems, it may not be as numerous as Zhongnan Mountain, but the vast Qinling Mountains hides many secrets. I have seen many tombs of people who seek Taoism in the mountains.

Each has its own magic, some hide corpses in caves, and some sleep forever in villages. I once wore a map of the five sacred mountains and walked in the mountains. "

Speaking of this, Lin Feng cooperatively took out the magic weapon and the magic sword. When the real spirit saw it, he tacitly said: "This thing is good, but there is still a seal script missing, but I can't give you this seal script."

Lin Feng: "..."

Good guy, I told you in advance, right?

He did not forget what Zhang Zhuoen said, the true shape map of the Five Sacred Mountains (Mount Tai) contains three elements.

Graphics, sound, seal script.

He got the best of three, he saw if he could get some help from this orthodox Taoist priest.

Ji Daoren shook his head and said, "As a true spirit of mine, I have limited carrying capacity. Besides, the Five Sacred Maps are good enough to deal with ordinary evil spirits, but I still can't handle some monsters who are not afraid of the Five Sacred Maps."

Lin Feng: "Is there a picture of the real shape of the five mountains that monsters are not afraid of?"

Ji Daoren: "The map of the true shape of the Five Sacred Mountains didn't just move the Five Sacred Mountains here, so what's so scary about monsters?

There are high and low levels of cultivation, and there are also high and low points in the true meaning of comprehension.

If there is only one method that can make peace for thousands of years, then when you see this universe, it would have been stable long ago. "

After finishing speaking, he picked up a lamp with both hands and swallowed it into his stomach.

Then he continued: "The scriptures are not bad, except that there are some problems with the author - it is the work of an unknown person at the junction of the Han Dynasty's Wu Ji era and the Tianshi Dao era.

He learned a set of methods from alchemists, but from his writing and hyphenation, I can indeed see some shadows of the way of heavenly masters.

Some of his statements are too appalling.

I didn't believe it at the time, but this witch was once a guest of Liu An, King of Huainan. Later, Liu An became obsessed with the way of cultivating immortals and invited his colleagues from all over the world to come to his kingdom.

In the end, Liu An, the king of Huainan, was killed because of treason, and his disciples were also implicated. This person took some alchemist's manuals and found them in Lishan and Qinling.

When I found him, he was dead, but not of old age, he committed suicide.

I didn't know why.

After all, beside him is the scripture on life extension written by himself. If his scriptures are really effective, then he should still be alive. Now that he thinks about it, this person can be regarded as a bit brave.

Knowing that something is wrong, I would rather die than surrender.

In terms of decision-making, I am not as good as him.

Containing his bones, I went deep into the Qinling Mountains along the map beside him, and met the god you saw.

'Lishan old mother'. "

Lin Feng still couldn't believe it: "Is she really Lishan's old mother?"

"One of them is one of Lishan's old mothers. Lishan's old mother is not alone, she is a group of people, a group of 'kings'."

Lin Feng looked at Ji Daoren and said, "Isn't Li Shan's mother a Taoist god? Why would she do something to you? Even if there is no incense, Li Shan's mother would not be like this."

Zhenling waved his hand and said: "Wrong, big mistake.

At first I didn't know why this happened.

But then I figured it out.

The source of the Lishan old mother is not important, what is important is which Lishan old mother we worship, and this is the most important thing.

Mother Lishan, she is not only a clone of Doumu Yuanjun, but also my Taoist god, and maybe a Buddhist Bodhisattva. Since she has both, what exactly is she?

She is a god, and the Bodhisattva transformed by my Taoist mother Lishan and the Buddhist Lishan mother are different.

My status is low, so I don't know if it's true, but according to the ramblings of the corpse in the scriptures, the old mother of Lishan really exists.

Long before the Yin and Shang Dynasties and after the Five Emperors, they hid in the deep mountains and did not communicate with outsiders.

They are proficient in magic weapon casting, respect their mothers, and are good at controlling all kinds of beasts. Even the Shang and Zhou dynasties at that time could do nothing to them.

This is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that even the first emperor once listened to the words of the alchemist and invited people to come to the mountains to ask for medicine.

The first emperor also sent envoys to Guixu, Kunlun, three deep mountains overseas, deep in the Qinling Mountains, and many caves and blessed places to seek medicine.

However, such a glorious Lishan Mountain gradually declined and became hidden during the Spring and Autumn Period.

In the Qin Dynasty, it became a legend, an illusory existence.

I read in the continuation of life that the alchemist said that the old mother of Lishan has mastered a method that can make them, and their sons, all survive, which can ensure that the blood of the old mother of Lishan will live forever.

Those alchemists came to Lishan only after finding out the news.

At that time, the alchemist was almost 120 years old.

Some of his methods and methods have come to an end. If he has not broken through, he may die of old age.

He has a deep fear of the Immortal Corpse Jie, and I don't know what he saw. He called it "the way that can't last long".

So he came to Lishan, wanting to bump into his luck, but he really bumped into luck, saw the old mother of Lishan and the ruins of Lishan, and then he went crazy in despair.

He wrote what he saw and heard into the Sutra of Life, but in the end he committed suicide. If you have time, you can also go to the depths of the Qinling Mountains to take a look. I think you have a lot of lifespan. Remember, remember, never Do not harbor evil thoughts.

I just came up with this crooked idea after fighting with one of them, the old mother of Lishan, and my life was short. "

He ate three more lights, and his whole body was as bright as the sun. Looking at the Huangliang world around him, he said: "I only have the power of one blow. When I was young, I saw Master Wang preaching at the foot of Wudang Mountain. , Broken Wandering Clouds.

Although I am not as good as Patriarch Wang now, I have kept the incense sticks for hundreds of years, and if I hand out a finger, it will not be in vain at the beginning of my cultivation.

As long as one person sees it today, my life will not be in vain. "

He looked along the Huangliang boundary, the magic card was still there, and Ji Moumou's sign was still a passage.

Hidden for so many years.

In the end, Ji Daoren faced his own fate calmly.

Stretched out a finger!

(End of this chapter)