Changsheng starts from Tiangang 36

Chapter 118 The Truth Revealed, Unexpected!
In the backyard of Wukong Temple, the moonlight was like water, shining on Jiang Li's soul through the window, giving him a warm feeling.

After washing and tempering his body with cultural energy, Jiang Li's soul is no longer as weak as it was at the shore of Yingyue Lake.

The feeling from the soul body is meticulous, and it seems that there is not much difference from the physical body.

If it wasn't for his physical body still sitting cross-legged on the bed, Jiang Li didn't feel that he had come out of his shell at this moment.

"The soul looks like this!"

Zhao Tiezhu opened his mouth with a look of ignorance and surprise. Although he had heard a lot of mysterious things about Daoism, this was the first time he had seen a ghost leaving a body with his own eyes.

Moreover, it is different from the word of mouth that the wind is piercing and the air is compelling.

He even felt that there was a vibrant atmosphere in the house at this moment.

"Take care of my body!"

Jiang Li floated forward and appeared in the courtyard directly through the door. Only then did he feel some characteristics of the ghost.

The soul body is light, like nothing, lightly touched the ground, and it floated far away without a sound.

It can even be suspended in mid-air.

It's a wonderful feeling.

"Junior Sister, how could you take such a big risk and leave the city!"

Jiang Li floated lightly on the wall of the Buddhist hall, and his 'hearing' seemed to become more acute, a slightly hoarse voice passed through the wall into his 'ears'.

Jiang Li took a few steps forward, and when his soul body sank into the wall, he immediately felt some heavy resistance. Compared with the door pass just now, it obviously increased a lot of difficulty.

Jiang Li gritted his teeth, rushed forward with all his strength, the resistance disappeared instantly, and the soul body appeared in the corner of the Buddhist hall, shaking slightly, as if there was a tendency to collapse and twist, but after a breath or two, it solidified again, but the soul body was slightly It was a little darker, as if it had lost a little soul power.

In the Buddhist hall, three huge groups of red light stood in the center, exuding a strong and compelling bloody aura.

Before Jiang Li's soul body was condensed, he had already felt this coercion, and the feeling of oppression was only slightly reduced when he retreated to the end of the corner.

He looked up, and saw that the three blood-red light clusters were none other than the three huge Buddha statues in the middle of the Buddhist hall.

It is different from ordinary temples that receive incense offerings from believers, baptism of scriptures, and the golden Buddha statues that condense the power of faith and give birth to Buddha nature.

These three Buddha statues do not have the aura of majesty, magnificence, justice, and compassion, and the only remaining power of faith is also covered by the filthy, turbid, and evil spirit of blood.

It seems that there is no trace of solemnity and compassion, but they are completely three evil Buddhas, or they cannot be called Buddhas at all.

It is a demon wearing a Buddha mask.

If the ghosts of ordinary night tours or dreamlands intrude here unintentionally, they will definitely be hit by the evil spirit of blood from the body of the evil Buddha.

But Jiang Li's soul was washed and tempered by Hao Ran's literary energy, and it contained the vitality and yang energy that can only be produced by thunder catastrophe and ghosts, but it was able to resist these blood evil spirits, but even so, he felt heavy pressure.

The soul was hidden under the faint shadow of the oil lamp, Jiang Li moved slowly, and saw the old monk of Wukong Temple talking with an old woman with a thin face and a gloomy expression.

In the middle of the night, it was strange that there were female believers in the Buddhist land, sharing the same room with the monk.

And what made Jiang Li's gaze even more focused was that this old woman looked very familiar, and she was Yan Momo who was beside Mrs. Qiluanxuan.

At this time, Yan Momo's feet were three inches off the ground, floating in mid-air, her body was also half-empty and half-solid, and the surroundings were filled with gloom. Like Jiang Li, she was also a ghost coming out of her shell.

"Senior brother has been in the mountains for a long time, and he still doesn't know about Miss being punished by the Holy Spirit!"

Yan Momo's eyes were gloomy, and she said in a sharp voice: "The son of that bastard Tianzhu has gained power now, and the Holy One loves him very much. Not only did he confer the rank of fourth-rank general on him, but he also gave him the jade pendant and cloak. If you don't kneel in front of the saint, Master Hou can't do anything to him!"

"What? Princess Tianzhu has been dead for more than ten years, and there is a young lady in the Hou's mansion covering the sky with one hand, how could she give this little brat a chance to grow up!" The old monk had a look of astonishment and surprise, completely puzzled.

"It's weird to say that, although this little brat was very intelligent since he was a child, the miss suppressed him for more than ten years and only allowed him to teach himself to read. Even the husband didn't invite him, but he actually taught him some tricks. , take part in the provincial and government examinations, and get the first place in the exam.”

Yan Momo frowned and said: "Even Miss is a little bit jealous. Half a year ago, I asked me to use the magic weapon given by my senior brother to secretly perform some tricks on that brat, trying to destroy his soul, but I don't know. Why, the magic weapon has failed."

"The little boy lay on the bed for two or three months. After a while, he recovered completely. The young lady was afraid that Lord Hou would find out, so she didn't dare to do anything again, so she trapped him in the mansion, and dragged him past the age when he could be enlightened... ..."

"I'm guessing right. The reason why my predecessor died and allowed me to travel here is the murderous hands of He Loushi secretly!"

Jiang Li clenched his fists, narrowed his eyes slightly, and continued to listen.

"A frail scholar loses his literary spirit, and his whole life is almost useless. The young lady has done a good job, and she will never have any worries!"

The old monk nodded and said: "Since that's the case, how could you let that kid turn over?"

"That's why it's so evil. Miss even let him take Jiang Xuanyao's place in Qianjunhou's mansion. In order to prevent Liu Honglie from annulling the engagement, she also let him learn Qimai!"

When Yan Momo said this, her face became even more gloomy: "But from this moment on, Miss relaxed a little bit towards him, and this kid jumped up..."

"Three strategies to control recklessness, unicorns descended from the sky, and vigor to win all armies!"

The old monk became more and more shocked as he heard it, with an expression of disbelief.

Mr. Pingshu's story has never been so outrageous.

"The sage made a decree to take the young lady back, and even deprived my mother of her status. Now she has become the laughing stock of the ladies of Shengjing City!"

Yan Momo said angrily: "Miss, how could she bear such a blow, she was ill with gas that night, and she recuperated for a whole month before she gradually regained consciousness!"

"Back then, you should have listened to me, cut the weeds and rooted out the roots, and killed Princess Tianzhu and that brat together!"

The old monk paused and said: "Back then, in order to step into the holy realm, Marquis Wu borrowed Princess Tianzhu's whole body of Taoism to suppress the body, strengthen the blood energy, and the spirit of fist, but because of a few mistakes on the way to break through the realm, Princess Tianzhu's way was implicated. The magic was scattered, and all of them were sucked away by Marquis Wu. Since then, Princess Tianzhu has become a barrier to Marquis Wu's heart.

"Shortly after Marquis Wu returned to Beijing, Princess Tianzhu was going to be promoted to be the fourth wife of the Marquis Mansion, but Princess Tianzhu was annoyed by Marquis Wu's deception in the wilderness, and refused to accept it. She even wanted to take Jiang Li away from the Marquis Mansion, but Wu Hou sent people to guard him and put him under house arrest in Lanhong Pavilion.

"Afterwards, Marquis Wu accidentally discovered Jiang Li's bloodline from the pre-Qin survivors. He was full of joy and sorrow. He didn't know what to do with their mother and son. He had a faint desire to train Jiang Li and inherit the mantle of Marquis Wu.

"At that time, I gave my advice to Miss. Since Master Hou was hesitant, the mother and son might threaten the status and fate of Miss and the young masters. Why not make a decision for Master Hou!"

The old monk sighed and said: "I said at the time, if you don't do two rests, get rid of the mother and the child together, the world will be peaceful, but the young lady is too worried, and she is a step too late, and was caught by the Hou Ye on the spot, so I kept Jiang. Letting go of that little brat caused today's passive situation!"

"The matter has come to this, what's the use of talking about it!"

Yan Momo said impatiently: "I came to look for senior brother today, and I just wanted to ask, what should Miss do now to save the situation!"

"If that kid Jiang Li is really as you said, he must be very extraordinary, and there must be hidden secrets hidden in him!"

The old monk pondered for a long time and said: "I guess someone from the pre-Qin clan must have found Jiang Li, otherwise, even if he has great abilities, it is impossible for him to achieve such an achievement in such a short period of time!"

"You mean he colluded with the survivors of the pre-Qin period?"

Yan Momo was shocked and said: "I heard from Miss that Lord Hou intends to loosen the restriction on Jiang Li recently, and he also has this consideration. He said that he wants to use Jiang Li to draw Liangzhou's heavy weapons and gather luck for the Holy One."

"Hahaha, you are willing to believe the words of Marquis Wu!"

The old monk shook his head and sneered: "You see that he is righteous, impartial and selfless, and acts like a real Confucianist, yet he ignores Princess Tianzhu who is kind, righteous and affectionate to him, knowing that Miss killed Tianzhu, but pretends Acting like he doesn't know it, the world says Marquis Wu is unparalleled in loyalty and righteousness, I think he is just the world's number one hypocrite for fame, and everything is just for his own path to immortality!"

"How Marquis Wu thinks about it has nothing to do with us!"

Yan Momo said: "I only know that the young lady cannot lose power, and the Marquis of Zhenwu's mansion can only be inherited by Mr. Luo and Mr. Jing, and we must not take advantage of that Jiang Li. After all, Mr. Hou holds the secret of becoming an immortal!"

"Stupid, I don't know what Marquis Wu is thinking, how to turn things around for Miss!"

The old monk rolled his eyes angrily, "The Holy Majesty is now fond of Jiang Li, so he must know Jiang Li's blood, but he can let go of Jiang Li's trust, except for Jiang Li's own reasons, it may not be that he didn't test Marquis Wu's intentions, the Holy Heart is difficult." It is expected that this has been the case throughout the ages!

"Marquis Wu is not a fool, so he naturally knows this truth, so Jiang Li can't move now, at least on the surface, you can go back and persuade Miss, just bear with it for a while, and wait for Jiang Li to show himself!"

"Senior brother, what do you mean by that? Don't you just watch the lady suffer and ignore it?"

Yan Momo was furious for a while, "It's a shame that I ran out of Shengjing City to find you at the risk of my soul dying!"

"I'm not a god. Could it be that I'm going to kill Jiang Li? Not to mention whether Jiang Li has any help from the pre-Qin survivors. He is capable of conquering thousands of troops, and he has a literary sage. My technique inheritance is right. His effect is greatly reduced, and it may not be able to kill him!"

The old monk glared and said: "Besides, I said I won't help you. You can let the young lady find a way to let Jiang Li know all the secrets about Marquis Wu and Princess Tianzhu back then, which will exacerbate the conflict between father and son. Young people are passionate and impulsive." , Jiang Liruo directly charged into the Marquis' mansion, and Marquis Wu also had an excuse to kill him!"

"Wouldn't it be that the matter of Miss's assassination of Princess Tianzhu will be leaked?"

Yan Momo was a little worried: "In case Jiang leaves to sue the imperial court, Miss is also in danger!"

"Other than Marquis Wu, Miss, you and I, no one knows about the death of Princess Tianzhu. If we don't tell, who will know!"

The old monk sneered and said, "However, there are too many people who know about Wuhou's deception of Princess Tianzhu. Although I have picked a lot of female Bodhisattvas who are begging for children over the years, I still look down on Jiang Shirong. Anyway, my seed is not good enough." Anyone living outside the temple will be treated equally, imparting martial arts and Taoism!"

Yan Momo: "..."

"Forget it, even so, I'll go back and report to Miss!"

Yan Momo looked at the sky outside, it was inconvenient to stay for a long time, and just about to get up, her eyes froze suddenly, she turned around suddenly to look at the dark corner of the Buddhist hall, and shouted: "Who is peeping!"

"Someone?"

The old monk was also shocked. He concentrated his energy and found a strange ghostly aura in the Buddhist hall.

It's just that this breath has no coldness at all, but contains business, like a ray of spring breeze, flowing in the air without being abrupt.

"Mother Yan, it's me!"

In the shadow of a corner of the Buddhist hall, the light twisted and swayed slightly, and a youth-like ghost flew out lightly.

Jiang Li's eyes were deep, with murderous intent dormant in his eyes.

He heard all the conversations between Yan Momo and the old monk. Even with his calm and composed temperament, he couldn't suppress the anger and hatred in his heart at this time.

As expected, the mother did not die of a normal illness, but was killed by the joint efforts of Da Furen, Yan Momo, and the old monk.

Jiang Shirong let down his mother even more.

The truth of these past events is so unbearable, low-spirited, full of conspiracy, selfish calculations.

"The yin god is out of the shell, and you have learned Taoism!"

Yan Momo was startled, and her ghost floated to the eaves, looking at Jiang Li in surprise and fear.

Although Jiang Li hadn't tested the strength of the Yin Soul, Yan Momo, who was a Yin Soul, was very afraid of him just because of the anger, yang energy, and awe-inspiring aura contained in him.

"You are Jiang Li? So you were the one who made the move just now!"

The old monk's face changed even more, he looked at Jiang Li, and then thought of the young man who came with Jiang Li, his heart sank, and he felt a very bad feeling faintly.

"Brother, do you know him?" Yan Momo asked in surprise.

"This kid and another boy pretend to be the sons of a family who went to Beijing to join relatives, and stay in my temple!"

The old monk stomped his feet and said: "Since they came here in disguise, my Wukong Temple may have been exposed, children, get up!"

The old monk let out a loud roar, and immediately there was a sound from the monk's house in Wukong Temple, and immediately there were footsteps coming towards the Buddhist hall.

"God of blood evil, sacrifice blood and food, and grant me supernatural powers!"

The old monk yelled again, and made seals with both hands. The blood on the three evil Buddha statues immediately flooded, and the strong and smelly blood spread instantly, filling the entire Wukong Temple.

"Vacuum hometown, no biological parents!"

The three evil Buddha statues trembled, and suddenly raised their big hands of clay sculptures, and grabbed Jiang Li Yinhun.

"Sure enough, it's not a true Buddha!"

Jiang Li smiled coldly, and the ghost stepped back, passed through the wall, and flew towards the body in the house.

"Boom"

Behind him, the wall of the Buddhist hall suddenly shattered, and a big hand of the Buddha glowing red hit it directly and slammed it on the ground.

(End of this chapter)