I have a long pupil

Chapter 155

The night is thick and dark fog is everywhere, like a spiritual world.

Zhang Biao walked with a lantern in his hand, but there was no one around, only a few lamps were left, and the ghostly lights were overwhelming.

Disorganized graves and ruined temples are dark, and crowds of black people are crying and crying at night.There seems to be something erratic in the chaotic grass, and there seems to be someone peeping secretly behind the dead tree.

"Pretend to be a ghost..."

Zhang Biao's face remained unchanged, and he sneered in his heart.

Just like Moyang City, the lord of Lushan City was reminded by Xuandu Guan, and he had dealt with the mass graves a long time ago. There were charred corpses everywhere, and all the wild dogs were killed. Although it stinks, it is much quieter.

But recently there are too many dead people. Although the corpses are burned, there are a lot of lonely souls and ghosts in the spirit world, which makes it so gloomy.

The elder of the Five Immortals Sect invited him to meet here.
Is it possible that you want to get off your horse?
"Whoa, whoa..."

In the darkness, there was suddenly the sound of a baby crying.

Two green lights appeared from the thick fog, but it was a huge white fox. After taking a look at him from afar, he nodded to follow.

Zhang Biao narrowed his eyes slightly and speeded up.

Soon, there was a dim light flickering on the grave in front of him, but it was a deadly wind lantern, which was stirred up by a bamboo pole.

Under the lantern, an old man is pouring himself a drink.

With disheveled hair and beard, he was as thin as a stick, wearing a faded blue cloth robe, holding a greasy chicken leg, sitting on the grave mound, eating and drinking, as if there was no one else around.

The white fox hopped gracefully to the side, wondering if it was Zhang Biao's illusion, and looked at the old man with disgust in his eyes.

"Fellow Taoist Tai Sui is here?"

The old man turned his head and grinned, "Fellow Daoist, don't blame me. Before coming here, I passed through the Luzhou battlefield. There were mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and evil spirits everywhere. I was injured a little bit, old man. I feel comfortable staying in this graveyard."

"It's okay."

Zhang Biao smiled calmly, "But Senior Hu?"

While speaking, the eyes of spiritual vision have been activated.

Hu Yunhai (Second Class Yellow)

1. The elder of the Five Immortals Sect in Youzhou, after recovering his aura, closed himself to death in the spiritual world.

2. Awakening of ghosts in the spiritual world: ghost language, practicing "Yarrow Drum Sutra", enshrining and raising spirit foxes, and using magic spells: ghost control, evil spirit, and smoke escape.

3. Infected by viciousness, the foundation is damaged, and it is difficult to make progress.

4. I am an old man, my life is hard...

Hu Yunhai didn't know that when he first met, he showed his old self completely. He just stared at Zhang Biao and shook his head, "It's a pity, beautiful jade and good materials are left in the wild, and they have been cultivated with Fang Xiangzong's incomplete method. Those bastards on the mountain don't even have a hair on you!" Nothing compares."

"Senior is wrong."

Zhang Biao was unmoved, "Senior, did you agree to my conditions when I invited you this time?"

Hu Yunhai hesitated for a moment, "The old man put his words in front of him. Knowing too much about some things will actually damage your Dao heart. If you are ignorant, you may be able to move forward indomitable."

"You, really want to know?"

Zhang Biao nodded and said, "It's hard to be a fool."

Hu Yunhai's eyes flickered with green light, "Since that's the case, fellow Taoist, do you dare to talk with me in the spirit world?"

"Why don't you dare?"

"it is good!"

After hearing this, Hu Yunhai took off the big cigarette stick at his waist, lit it, and took a puff of smoke, puffing out smoke that lingered all over his body, his head bit by bit, and his eyes lost their light.

Zhang Biao knew that the other party had entered the spirit world.

There are different ways for living souls to enter the spiritual world. For example, Xu Lingxu, who taught life-killing in the past, used dharma flags to protect his body, while Xuandu Temple has a token of the gods, and this Hu Yunhai is a bit like a spirit witch.

The Five Immortals Sect's method was born out of the local shaman, and to some extent, it also has the same root as the spirit witch.

Zhang Biao glanced at the white fox, summoned Moon Shadow to protect his body, put on the Nuo mask, and immediately entered the spirit world.

The mass graves in the spirit world are even more weird.

Surrounded by decaying corpses, mixed in the blood-colored mud, dark blue sparks bloom everywhere, and the dead souls covered in rags stand with their heads bowed, constantly performing the scene before death.

Hu Yunhai had already arrived, he was covered in smoke, he looked at the sky and sighed, "Daoist friend, do you know why I let you come here?"

Zhang Biao shook his head, "Please enlighten me, senior."

Hu Yunhai pointed at the sky, and said in a trembling voice: "There are eyes in the sky, and there is more than one. We are all birds in cages, vicissitudes, life and death, but other people's pawns!"

Zhang Biao shuddered, "What do you mean, senior?"

Hu Yunhai sighed, "The way of heaven is infinite, and so is the world. All dharmas are impermanent and all beings are people on the road, but some people travel far, while others are forever trapped in one place."

"Those pioneers traveled through worlds. Some people walk alone, some are called ancestors, and some pass on the law to the world. They are the real monks!"

Zhang Biao frowned, "Senior, what do you mean, our practice methods all come from the outside world?"

Hu Yunhai nodded, "This world is called Guyuan Realm. It is much older than you imagined. Countless pioneers come and go, and countless inheritances come and go. That's why you learned Fang Xiangzong."

Although Zhang Biao had already guessed, he was still shocked and asked in confusion, "Why did they come?"

"Hahaha……"

Hu Yunhai was suddenly happy, and there was inexplicable grief and anger in his eyes, "Because this road becomes more and more difficult as you go up, and the ability of a world cannot support cultivation at all."

"They regard the world as a fertile field, and they will leave after planting fruits, but the world needs to recover, so they shrink their spiritual energy. This is the reason for the end of the age and the recovery of spiritual energy!"

Zhang Biao's head was buzzing, and his voice trembled, "Who can do this?"

Hu Yunhai sighed, "It's an existence that we can't even imagine. I don't know much about it. The only thing I know is that the Ancient Yuan Realm has been picked many times, and it is no longer able to support it."

"Today's sects are all outer sects, and the Dharma sects only have the Qi refining period. We are all people living on their last days. No matter how talented you are, it is difficult to escape."

Zhang Biao frowned, "Where are those insiders?"

"gone!"

Hu Yunhai's eyes were full of sarcasm, "They are the real seeds of the sect. The last time they were powerful enough to pick the fruits, they got the news a long time ago. They were protected by the sect's artifact and passed through the spiritual world to reincarnate in other worlds and practice again."

"But they're not much better than us."

Zhang Biao narrowed his eyes slightly, "Why?"

Hu Yunhai hesitated for a moment, "It's okay to tell you, anyway, with your qualifications, you will know about this matter eventually."

"When we practice, we can absorb aura in the foundation building stage, the yin spirit can exit the body in the Jindan stage, and the yang spirit can exit the body in the Yuanying stage."

"Only the Nascent Soul Yang God can travel through all realms without being wiped out. The remaining people, no matter what method they use, will be close to death."

"The view of Xuandu is strong enough. Their inner sect's divine court was backlashed when they traveled through the spirit world. No one in the inner sect, from vulgar gods to disciples, survived. The same is true of the Yanjia sect."

Zhang Biao thought of the ancient turtle, the demon cultivator of the killing sect, the golden core stage monk, who still had only a wisp of remnant soul left, hiding in the coffin and not daring to show himself, knowing that Hu Yunhai was not lying to him.

His heart sank slightly, "Where's the next step?"

"Further up?"

Hu Yunhai laughed, "The devil knows, there may not necessarily be such a person as the head of the world taught by my Five Immortals."

Seeing that Zhang Biao fell into shock and remained silent, he shook his head and said, "Do you know what I mean just now?"

"Knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing. With your aptitude, you can only consider yourself unlucky to be born in this ancient Yuan world."

Zhang Biao's face was gloomy, "Senior, you must have something to hide. As far as I know, there are Jindan Demon Cultivators in the Killing Sect, and there are probably other sects as well. If there is no hope in this world, what are they doing here?"

Hu Yunhai was stunned for a moment, and said with a little surprise: "You know quite a lot, but this matter is of great importance. Only the leaders of the various factions know the inside story."

"I can only tell you that everything is the result of a higher-level game. I left Yujing City not because of my own will, but because of necessity. We cannot afford to offend the stuff behind the Killing Sect."

"What's behind them?"

"Demon! A real demon!"

"If you get in a hurry, it will be the end of the Tiger Temple. Their main gate has been uprooted, the tree fell and the monkeys scattered, completely becoming rootless duckweed."

"As for more, I can't know."

Zhang Biao still didn't give up, and continued to ask: "Since it is so difficult to travel through all walks of life, how do you contact the higher authorities?"

This is what he is most curious about.

Since the end of the Dharma Era, at least thousands of years ago, the spiritual world has been closed and all dharmas have not appeared. If someone told him about practicing a few years ago, he would probably be considered a lunatic.

It's like in the present society in the previous life, some people said they knew how to use Lei Fa, but they couldn't use it, and they would only be arrested and sent to a mental hospital.

For thousands of years, how did the sect maintain their faith.

Hu Yunhai's eyes flashed strangely, "Since you have the inheritance of Fang Xiangzong, haven't you heard of the dream world?"

That's it!

A flash of inspiration flashed in Zhang Biao's mind, and he suddenly realized.

Among Fang Xiang's lineages, there is "Boqi Eats Dreams", which is the method in dreams, which is specially used to deal with evil spirits in dreams, so there naturally exists in the dream world.

It's just that this thing is too mysterious and difficult to understand, so he didn't make up his mind.

Thinking of the description about the dream world, Zhang Biao said in disbelief: "The spirit world can still live independently, but the dream world is confused and scattered, and even monks can hardly be independent. How do you have this ability?"

"A ray of heart fragrance spreads to all worlds."

Hu Yunhai shook his head and said: "We don't have this ability, but the main sect has artifacts and masters. Although it is difficult to preach in dreams, it is not impossible."

"If it weren't for this, we would have driven the Killing Sect to extinction long ago, because there are also demons in dreams. As long as there are killings in the world, the inheritance of the Slaughtering Sect will not be interrupted."

After listening to his story, many doubts of Zhang Biao were finally resolved, and he bowed his hands respectfully and said, "Thank you, senior."

"Need not."

Hu Yunhai waved his hand, "Tsk tsk, Sipin, you're such a freak, old man, I'm just selling favors."

"Besides, you are the inheritance of Fang Xiangzong. My Five Immortals sect worships the vulgar gods, so I must ask for your help."

"Also, the old man can tell you some news. Among Fang Xiang's twelve Nuo noodles, Xiong Bo, the Nuo face, is in the spirit world of Daxue Mountain."

"what?!"

Zhang Biao's eyes widened suddenly.

"What are you in a hurry?"

Hu Yunhai sneered and said: "There are many ghosts and gods left in the spiritual world on the other side of the Daxue Mountain, and my Five Immortals Sect is just barely protecting itself. If you have the ability to cultivate to the peak of Qi refining, maybe you can come and try."

"Nuomian Xiongbo is actually in Daxue Mountain..."

Zhang Biao took a deep breath, "Fang Xiangzong, what happened?"

Hu Yunhai was silent for a while, "They and Xuanyangzong want to prevent Da Neng from picking the fruit, and the gnat may shake the tree, and they are overestimating their capabilities."

As he spoke, he seemed a little discouraged, "Okay, that's all for now. I know that Fang Xiangzong has the skill of the spiritual world and the spiritual field. If you can grow the refreshing grass, I want as much as I have from the Five Immortals."

"It's not that there is no precious medicine in Daxue Mountain, it depends on whether you have the ability to grow the refreshing grass, just contact Bai Sanlang..."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the big cigarette stick and took a puff, and disappeared into the spirit world surrounded by clouds and mist.

Zhang Biao also withdrew from the spirit world, but saw a thin figure accompanied by a white fox, gradually disappearing into the thick fog...

(End of this chapter)