I'm looking for longevity in Liaozhai

Chapter 199 The Demon
Wang Zhe didn't need to go down the mountain to confirm that the evil spirit was alive or dead, because "Impermanence of Yin and Yang" had already given feedback.

The man-eating monster is dead.

In the mountains hundreds of miles away, there is a Taoist temple. There are two Taoist priests in the Taoist temple. One is more than 70 years old, as thin as wood, and his skin is as dry as old tree bark.

A man in his 20s, with a pale complexion, looked very tired.

"It's been this hour, why hasn't he come?" The old man's voice was a little hoarse, like a window leaking air.

"Master, may I go and see?"

"He is at least five hundred miles away from here. There are wolves, tigers and leopards in the mountains, and there are mountain spirits and ghosts, and so on."

They waited for one day, two days, three days, and the person who was waiting had not yet come.

"It hasn't come yet, you stay here again and I'll go and have a look."

"Yes, Master."

The Taoist walked out of the Taoist temple and looked up at the sky.

The sun is very good, it is too bright, it is a good day.

go,
The Taoist pinched his fingers and chanted the formula to find out, a strong wind blew up, he jumped on the spot, and then he flew into the air, the whole person soared up, and reached the mid-air, the wind lifted him and flew towards the west.

Flying in the middle for a while, hey, he suddenly exclaimed.

He felt a strong and extraordinary aura.

"How can there be such a strong aura here? Could it be that there is some treasure?" He was surprised in his heart, fell from mid-air, stood on a big tree, and stared at the mountain in front of him.

Recalling the news about the mountain.Although he hasn't gone down the mountain for a long time, this place is still somewhat familiar. He has been here more than once before, and he never remembers any treasures here.

"I remember that there should be no one practicing on this mountain."

After a little hesitation, he decided to go up the mountain to have a look.

Casting the spell again, he floated towards the mid-air, and it didn't take long for him to arrive at the cave where Wang Zhe practiced.

The first thing that catches the eye is a peach tree, the treetops are covered with peaches, blue-purple peaches, it looks like it is not fully ripe yet, but it is already very attractive.

"Here, spiritual fruit?" The Taoist was surprised, staring at the peach tree with greed in his eyes.

One step to the side of the peach tree, but before he could get close, there was a sudden roar, which made his spirit tremble.

A dog stopped in front of his eyes.

"Is this a spirit beast?" The Taoist stared at the dog.

Wang Zhe, who heard the voice, came out of the cave, holding a scripture in his hand.It looked unremarkable.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Pindao Jingheng has met fellow Taoists."

"Hello." Wang Zhe smiled.

"Did this fellow Taoist come to this mountain recently?" Taoist Jingheng asked tentatively.

"Well, it hasn't been long." Wang Zhe nodded.

"No wonder, I never noticed you when I passed by here before." The Taoist smiled and said very kindly.

"How do you call your fellow Daoist?"

"Wang Zhe."

"Pindao is practicing in Qingfeng Temple, a hundred miles away, and welcome fellow Taoists to come and visit."

"Okay." Wang Zhe smiled after hearing this.

Taoist Jingheng took his leave after chatting with Wang Zhe for a few words and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute." Wang Zhe stopped him.

"Now I happen to be free."

"Oh?!" The Taoist was taken aback when he heard that, and then a smile appeared on his face.

"That's really a coincidence. It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day, and today is not as good as this time. How about we go to the Qingfeng Temple now?"

"Very good." Wang Zhe nodded with a smile.

"Please."

After the Taoist finished speaking, he recited the formula, and then there was a wind, he jumped into the air, and the person flew up, and he didn't forget to look back at Wang Zhe when he was in the air.

I saw that Wang Zhe was also like him, chanting the mantra, walking against the wind, and nodded secretly.

"It doesn't look like this cultivation base is very advanced."

He took Wang Zhe to fly a hundred miles, over mountains and ridges, to a Taoist temple.

This Taoist temple, Wang Zhe, once took a look at it from a distance, and the mountain peak where it is located is also considered to be a treasured place.

If it weren't for this Taoist temple, maybe he would have chosen this place as well.

"This is the Taoist view of poor Taoism."

The Taoist temple is not big, but it is very clean.

There is a cypress tree in the yard, with luxuriant branches and leaves, lush and green.

After they entered the Taoist temple, a young Taoist priest came forward soon.

"Master."

"This is my disciple, Yunmu, and this is a fellow Taoist who is practicing on a mountain hundreds of miles away."

"Senior." Yun Mu saluted Wang Zhe.

"Go prepare spiritual tea, I want to entertain this fellow Taoist."

"Yes, Master."

"Friends, please."

Taoist Jingheng invited Wang Zhe to sit down at the stone table in the yard.

Yunmu retreated, and after a while, he came to the courtyard with a pot of tea.

"I don't know where fellow Taoist practiced before?"

"Traveling around the world, there is no fixed place to live." Wang Zhe said, "Passing by that mountain peak, I saw the extraordinary aura there, so I stayed there."

"It's indeed extraordinary, and it's actually a rare spiritual root." Dao Jing Heng sighed.

Linggen?

Taoist Priest Yunmu moved his ears when he heard it.

He had heard from his master that the spiritual root is a rare spiritual thing between heaven and earth, it can attract the surrounding spiritual energy, and it can also produce spiritual fruit, which has unexpected benefits for practitioners.

They have been cultivating in this mountain for many years, but they only found one tree.

And that spiritual root already belonged to its owner, so he heard his master sigh more than once.

The first time Master saw this fellow Taoist, he invited him over for tea. This is not in line with Master’s prudent habits, so the spirit tea I took should be right.
"Which kind of supernatural power is the fellow Taoist cultivating?"

"Practice casually." Wang Zhe said with a smile.

"Please drink tea."

"Thank you." Wang Zhe picked up the teacup and took a sip. The tea was fragrant and mellow in the mouth.

"Good tea."

"If fellow daoist likes it, I will give some to fellow daoist later." said Jingheng.

"Thank you."

"There, we are practicing together in this thousands of miles of Qinchuan, and meeting is fate."

Just at this time, a gust of wind blew, and a faint fragrance wafted in, very nice, like the fragrance of flowers, and sometimes like the fragrance of meat.

"What does it taste like?"

"Oh, there is an osmanthus in the Taoist temple, it's in the backyard."

"Osmanthus fragrans, this taste is unique." Wang Zhe said with a smile.

"Is there any special hidden disease in the body of Fellow Daoist?" Wang Zhe stared at Jing Heng in front of him. Hearing this sentence, Jing Heng's arm trembled.

"It was discovered by fellow Taoists that something went wrong in the practice in the early years." Jing Heng sighed. "The road to practice is too difficult, and if you are not careful, decades of cultivation will go to waste."

Hearing that tone and looking at that expression, it seems that he has experienced a very painful past.

"So you went on the wrong path?"

Wang Zhe's light words sounded like a thunderbolt to Jing Heng's ears, and he was instantly stunned.

"You, you, what nonsense are you talking about? Our master and apprentice have been practicing in this mountain for many years, reciting Huang Ting every day, why are you talking about evil ways?!"

"I kindly invited you to come to Qingfeng Temple as a guest, why are you so ignorant?" Daoist Jingheng changed his face all of a sudden.

"Angry, did you mention your sore spot?" Wang Zhe looked at him calmly.

Ever since he saw this Jingheng for the first time, Wang Zhe felt that the breath on his body was not right. He looked at the kind face, but there was a faint coldness on his body.

There was something wrong with his eyes. When he looked at the mountain peach tree in front of the cave, greed flashed across his eyes.

A monk with a pure heart and few desires, if he really recites Huang Ting's every day, sincerely cultivates the Tao, and walks the right path, he shouldn't have those kind of eyes.

"Is there something wrong with this tea?" Wang Zhe pointed to the teacup.

He could tell at a glance that the tea was poisonous, so he didn't drink it at all just now, just pretending that the tea in it was moved to other places by his magical power.

"This is the spiritual tea in the mountain. What's the problem? You are not welcome here. Please leave immediately!" Daoist Jingheng stood up immediately.

"The tea is poisonous, are you ready to do it?" Wang Zhe's expression remained calm.

Jingheng's old face twitched a few times, staring at Wang Zhe firmly.His eyes were gloomy and scary.

"Why, still don't do it?"

The more he said that, the more gloomy Jingheng's face became, and he just stared at Wang Zhe.His disciple did not know when he had circled behind Wang Zhe.

The master and apprentice surrounded Wang Zhe.

"Go!"

Daoist Jingheng suddenly let out a loud heh.Raising his hand, a blue light went straight to Wang Zhe's forehead.

The disciple Yun Mu behind him had an ancient sword with pine patterns in his hand, and cut Wang Zhe's head straight.

Hum, the master and apprentice only saw a flash of brilliance, and all the magic weapons they used disappeared.

On closer inspection, it had fallen to the ground.

What Daoist Jingheng used just now was a jade ruyi.

"You, who are you?!"

Daoist Jingheng and his disciples were both stunned, and they each took a few steps back at the same time.

"It's really master and apprentice, with a good understanding!" Wang Zhe said with a smile.

"You don't want to kill me because of that peach tree, do you?" Sitting on the stone bench, staring at Daoist Jingheng.

"It's true that the poor Taoist has been obsessed with ghosts for a while, I hope fellow Taoists can forgive me!" The face of Taoist Jingheng suddenly changed, revealing a look of remorse.

"Ha, this face has changed quickly enough!" Wang Zhe couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw this.

He has met some monks over the years, their cultivation base is not very advanced, but their acting skills are really top-notch, which makes him feel ashamed.

The Jingheng in front of him can be regarded as one of the rare shameless people.

Wang Zhe raised his hand suddenly, only to see the Buddha's light lit up.

Buddha pointed,
Jingheng had an aura shield on his body, and then collapsed.

A jade pendant on his body shattered and fell to the ground, and a talisman was reduced to ashes.

The magic weapon of the body protection was broken, and the aura that had been concealed from his body also came out.

Evil and cold, his aura was concealed by the magic weapon on his body, but it was not so perfect that it leaked out a little bit, which was noticed by Wang Zhe.

"With such a strong evil spirit, what kind of spell did you practice and how many people did you harm?"

"Since you found out, I can only die!"

The body of Taoist Jingheng suddenly made a series of noises, like frying beans, and then his thin body suddenly rose, eight feet, ten feet,
At the same time, his body became extremely strong, and the Taoist robe he was wearing outside his body was directly crushed.

But in an instant, he turned into a monster with a green face and fangs, and a terrifying aura emanated from his body.

Seeing this scene, his disciple showed a terrified expression on his face, and quickly took a few steps back.

"Don't run!" Seeing that his disciple was about to run, Jingheng roared, the sound was like a broken gong.

"Master, you, you." Yunmu's expression became very frightened.

The last time the master looked like this, he directly devoured his junior brother.

"Demon, hiding in the deep mountains and cultivating everything is really a lie. Are you planning to become a demon here?"

"You talk too much!" The Taoist stretched out his two-foot-long tongue to lick the densely packed knife-like teeth.

The demonic aura on his body radiated out undisguisedly, and the temperature in the entire Taoist temple immediately dropped sharply, as if it had entered the middle of winter and the twelfth lunar month.

puff,
Just when the Yaodao was about to make a move, his head suddenly exploded.

The terrifying demonic aura on his body dissipated in a very short time.

The sun shines into the yard.

Jingheng fell on his back.

dead, dead? !
Yunmu who was trembling with fright at the side was stunned.

It was as simple as that, the cloud was calm and the wind was light, he didn't even see it clearly, the master he feared the most died.

"Come on, let's talk."

Wang Zhe turned to look at him, Yunmu knelt down on the ground with a thud, and said everything he knew.

They came to the depths of Qinchuan 45 years ago.Their intentions are very good, hoping to find a secluded place to practice Taoism.

His master, Daoist Jingheng, indeed possessed a whole body of magic skills, and found such a treasured place in the mountains that was suitable for cultivation.

In the beginning, there was no problem. The five of them built a Taoist temple in this mountain, and then practiced here.

35 years ago, they accidentally discovered a sealed cave behind the Taoist temple.

There was another dead bone in the cave, and one could tell by looking at it that it was a monk who had practiced here.

Beside the withered bone was a vaguely special magic weapon, and a very special practice method was engraved on the wall.

It's not the righteous method, but the method of using ginseng to become a demon.

At the very beginning, his master wanted to destroy that evil technique, but when he saw that he could live for a thousand years or even longer after practicing such a technique, his master hesitated.

After thinking for a long time, it was not destroyed in the end.

But I didn't expect Yunmu's senior brother to practice that technique secretly,

Daoist Jing Heng found out that the master and the apprentice were fighting. Although Jing Heng won in the end, he killed his first disciple, but he was also seriously injured and his foundation was damaged.

Twenty years ago, Daoist Jingheng felt that his cultivation could not go any further, and his lifespan was approaching.

Under the threat of death, he finally decided to practice that evil technique.

So he fell into a demon, and also got in touch with the demon who practiced farther away in Qinchuan. Every year at this time, he would invite the demon to come.

Because that demon is not an ordinary demon, but from Mount Buxian, who is proficient in alchemy. Every time he comes, he will bring three elixir to his master in exchange for the spirit tea here.

The tea Wang Zhe drank just now was indeed poisoned.

(End of this chapter)