The world of Taoism

Chapter 195 Xiaoshan Ghost City
Back to a certain point in time, in a mountain village deep in the mountains.

Several herb collectors saw the red light flashing in front of them, thinking that some treasure had appeared, and hurried forward.

A group of people came to the pile of rocks.

I saw a big pit in the stone pile, and there was a red light in the big pit.

The stones of the stones are radially distributed, as if something fell from the air to form this chaotic pile of stones.

The center of this pile of rubble is where the red light shines.

The red light seduces people's emotions, and the closer to the red light, it gradually seduces people's greed.

Several herb collectors were already guarding against each other in their hearts, guarding against the other party's sudden attack.

This kind of thing is most common among herbalists.

There is no one else in the deep mountain, even if you die in it, you can find many excuses.

"Something seems to be moving?" Suddenly someone said.

The red light gradually dimmed.

When everyone saw the real appearance of the red light, their hearts almost jumped out of fright.

What kind of treasure is this, it is clearly a huge head.

Red-faced fangs, ferocious and distorted facial features, nostrils stretched and retracted, making whistling wind sounds.

There was a thick stench in the air.The head closed its eyes, and the red light disappeared.

Everyone held their breath and turned around slowly.

Whoa!

A red light lit up, and the red-skinned head opened its eyes.

Everything around the red light was scarlet, as if covered with a layer of blood.

It turned out that the red light was not from the baby, but from the head's eyes.

Roar!
The roar shook the mountains and forests, and birds and beasts flew around.

Boundless black air emanated from the red-skinned head's mouth, instantly engulfing all the herbal pickers present.

After going back up, there was only a pile of bones left in place.

After doing this, the red-skinned head closed its eyes again.

Boom boom boom!

Dark clouds rolled in, and the sky was full of squalls and showers.

Goo, goo, goo!

The heavy rain was heavy, and half of the mountain suddenly collapsed. The mudslides instantly submerged the villages below, and several villages with more than a thousand people were submerged in the mudslides.

This incident shocked the whole Yangzhou, and finally let it go.

People are buried under dozens of meters of soil. It takes manpower and material resources to dig out the corpses and find out the truth. It is better to let them sleep peacefully from now on.

In the next few months, some people stepped into this mountain by accident, and then they were frightened by the scene in the mountain, and some of them were even scared out of their minds.

Someone asked what happened in Xiaoshan Village, but these people dared not answer and kept their mouths shut.

Some were even frightened to death on the spot, and never revealed any information.

Just vaguely heard some wind, it is said that a ghost capital appeared on this mountain.

Xiaoshan people still live there, but in another way.

It is said that every evening, a cloud of ghost fog will rise in Xiaoshan.

There are tall buildings in the ghost fog, and the drums and gongs are noisy.

Someone always sees a red-faced ghost sitting on a sedan chair in the distance, and there are hundreds of followers, all with green faces and long fangs, with a hideous appearance.

A group of ghosts are having fun in the tall buildings.

From then on, it immediately became a forbidden place that no one dared to step into.

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spiritual world.

Zhou Xuan's crystal clear soul floated above the sky.

What used to be sitting on the ground is now floating high in the air.

The sky is full of gloomy winds, and the sound of the wind is like howling ghosts and wolves, this kind of world.

buzzing...

A strange turning sound echoed between the sky and the earth, the sound was ethereal and crisp, as if the stars in the universe were moving.

Those who heard this voice suddenly felt a sense of eternal loneliness in their hearts.

Zhou Xuan closed his eyes, and silently recited the Qingjing Sutra in his heart.

The Jingjing Sutra worked wonders at this moment, and the golden scriptures lingered around the body.

"Heart has no heart", "shape has no form", "things have no matter".

All things are illusory, the mountains are not mountains, and the water is not water.

Only seen in the void.

Zhou Xuan's figure floated towards the sky, and there were more and more black winds in the sky.

Zhou Xuan's crystal clear soul and scriptures blocked these black winds.

Those who practice the soul usually need to pin their soul on something in order to resist these black winds.

Zhou Xuan's pure glazed soul has similar properties, so he doesn't need to borrow anything else.

In the void, Zhou Xuan sensed the secret of heaven.floating in the air
"The bardo period needs to be "through", through a inherited spell, and use this as the foundation to survive."

In other words, Zhou Xuan had to choose a spell to shape himself.

Or choose two or three spells.

In the future, you will not be able to learn spells from other systems.

Now that there are three inheritances, the foundation must be laid at once.

That is to say, all three gates in a row need to be penetrated.

Although the three inheritances are many, Zhou Xuan feels that they are far from enough.

From Zhou Xuan's point of view, no matter what spells you practice, the most important thing is not to confine yourself to a cage, but to take yourself as the root.

A gentleman is not a weapon.

The foundation of Taoism does not necessarily require spells, but a certain kind of inheritance.

Zhou Xuan thought for a long time, and the pure glazed soul emitted a faint light.

The pure glazed soul was created by Zhou Xuan under Dahong, and then formed this thing.

"Yes!" Zhou Xuan's heart moved, and he said excitedly, "Intentions, desires, perseverance, and ambitions. This is the foundation of perseverance."

The way of cultivation, apart from the external conditions, must be followed through with great perseverance, great wisdom and great faith.

Zhou Xuan made a great wish to form a pure glazed soul.

Why don't you add bricks and tiles, stick to it, and go forward along this road.

"Don't forget the original intention, stick to it."

Zhou Xuan has the Taoist scriptures of his previous life, and while practicing, he practiced and perfected himself.

Taking the Dao as one's own foundation, one doesn't have to be limited to a certain kind of spell, or a few kinds of spells, this is one's own foundation.

Only in this way can everything work.

Boom!

After Zhou Xuan comprehended something, he seemed to have realized something, and his whole body glowed with golden light, floating in the sky.

After an unknown amount of time, a ray of purple light flew from a distance.

The purple light envelops a human figure. This person looks handsome, looks to be in his 30s and [-]s, with disheveled hair, the wind blowing his hair, very chic.

This person looks young, but his eyes are extremely vicissitudes.

"Eh?" The purple-clothed man's eyes lit up, and he saw Zhou Xuan floating in the clouds in front of him.

Zhou Xuan sat cross-legged, his eyes seemed to be closed, and his body was shining brightly.

The man in purple approached Zhou Xuan cautiously, his expression seemed a little apprehensive, for fear of disturbing Zhou Xuan.

"This fellow Taoist?"

The man in purple asked tentatively, but Zhou Xuan did not respond.

After watching from the sidelines for a while, his face seemed a bit complicated, and an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes.

"If his soul is detained... I'm afraid there will be another general under my seat." The man in purple thought to himself.

Then he pinched his fingers and quietly drew a mysterious rune in the void.

Golden patterns emerged in the air, and then formed a large net, enveloping Zhou Xuan...

　remember back flip

　　
　
(End of this chapter)