I am a monster in both worlds

Chapter 283 The return of the soul, the temple

At night, watch the Qingyang.

In the quiet Taoist room.

Xuan Xinzi held the piece of paper recording the true technique of 'false form',

His entire figure was hidden in the darkness, only his eyes were bright and shining.

He looked at it from morning to night.

Nearly ten hours passed before he woke up from his trance.

"Good technique, good technique!"

"This technique is not as good as the Samadhi True Fire in terms of fighting skills, but in terms of practicality, it is much stronger than the Samadhi True Fire. It is just difficult to learn. With this technique, my Qingyang Guan knowledge has greatly increased!"

"Junior Brother Xuanyang, where did you get this technique?"

He turned around and saw darkness.

"Xuan Yang...this person masters a Taoist technique that is not inferior to Samadhi True Fire?"

The Taoists were all shocked.

"Junior brother, do you have some understanding?"

"Junior brother, junior brother! Are you okay?"

……

"Yes, but I think that Junior Brother Xuanyang does not really want to trade, but intends to give this technique to our Qingyang Temple. He just doesn't know where to start, so he uses the word "trade". If it is really a trade, Junior Brother He has been trading for less than half a day, and then he is heading west, so what's the point."

Xuan Xinzi suggested.

Xuan Xinzi let out a long sigh.

Xuan Xinzi walked to the side and lit a candle with ease.

Not long after.

Three or four Taoists recognized 'Xuan Yang's contribution.

Xuan Xinzi walked up to Old Taoist Xuanyang, looked at the Samadhi True Fire book in front of him, and asked.

His heart felt cold, Junior Brother Xuanyang had no heartbeat, no pulse, and no breath at all.

He was stunned again.

Xuan Xinzi was stunned and approached some old Xuanyang Taoists.

Xuan Xinzi hurriedly held Old Dao Xuanyang and carefully examined him.

He helped the old Taoist Xuanyang's body, then stood up and walked out of the Taoist room.

"Yes, the art of false form is a method of change, and it is also a method of avoiding disasters. In terms of it, the true fire of Samadhi is not as good as the art of false form!"

Such a contribution is enough for Qingyang Temple to rectify its name.

It suddenly dawned on him that it was already dark. It had been so long.

"Junior brother?"

The bright candlelight dispels the darkness.

Xuan Xinzi walked to the futon and illuminated it with candlelight. He saw 'Xuan Yang' sitting cross-legged, his body stiff and his eyes closed.

Xuan Xinzi's palm gently rested on Old Dao Xuanyang's body, and his palm felt cold to the touch.

A Taoist asked.

"Now that my junior brother has gone to the west, he has left another technique as a foundation for our Qingyang Temple. I intend to correct my junior brother's name, complete the roster, advertise to the world, and let the world know that our Qingyang Temple has a real person named Xuanyang. What do you think? how?"

……

Immediately he seemed to think of something and was startled.

"Master, you said that Xuanyang wanted to make a deal with you, using the True Fire of Samadhi in exchange for the art of false form?"

Xuan Xinzi nodded and said in a deep voice.

Xuan Xinzi took a deep breath and said.

But this exploration.

Xuan Xinzi explained the whole story to these three or four Taoists.

Xuan Xinzi was so pleasantly surprised that he wanted to find his 'Junior Brother Xuanyang'.

Three or four Taoists gathered in the Taoist room.

"Great!"

"Junior brother..."

"That's good. In any case, Xuanyang has contributed to Qingyang Temple!"

But his question received no response.

Three or four Taoists all nodded and agreed with what Xuan Xinzi said.

at the same time.

Underworld, in the Yin Road.

Yi Bai's soul appears here.

As he walked on the Yin Road, he was filled with emotion.

After he completely memorized the 'Samadhi True Fire', the body of Xuanyang Master could no longer support him. He had no choice but to leave.

After leaving the body.

Yi Bai knew that he didn't have much time, so he chose to go back to the underworld, but he was very emotional about what he had gained from this trip. During this trip, I gained a real skill, and it was a real skill that was extremely practical.

Samadhi is really hot!

He has already memorized this true skill, and he just needs to practice it when he has time.

However, the origin of this true technique made him have to lament the fate of it again.

He wandered in the mountains and met the old Taoist who was worshiping him at the Taoist temple at the foot of the mountain. Because of the worship, he planned to help him find his body and send it back to Qingyang Temple.

Because of this, by some combination of circumstances, I got the true fire of samadhi.

"We will do more research when we have some free time. Now we will go back to Senluo Palace."

Yi Bai raised his head and glanced ahead.

His soul turned into a ball of breeze and flew forward.

……

Spend a cup of tea.

Yi Bai passed through the Yin Road, walked through the Nether City Pass, and finally came to Senluo Hall.

When he entered the Senluo Hall, he saw the Ten Kings working. His physical body was still sitting in the main seat, his eyes closed tightly, motionless.

"Generalissimo, you are back!"

The ten kings soon discovered that Yi Bai's soul had returned and hurriedly called him.

"Please, king, take care of my body for me!"

Yi Bai was very grateful.

"Don't dare, don't dare!"

All ten kings waved their hands.

Yi Bai smiled and said nothing more. His figure moved towards his body.

The soul returns!

Yi Bai twisted his body and sat up from his upper position. He felt a sense of solidity, which made him very comfortable.

After all, the body of the soul is like a rootless tree, which makes people feel empty. Only when they have a physical body can they seem to have a foundation.

After Yi Bai returned the soul to its original position.

He chatted with the Ten Kings for a long time, and then he left Senluo Hall and headed towards Dongyue Palace.

……

Yi Bai returned to Dongyue Palace and found that his master had not returned yet.

He could only stay in the palace and wait for his master to return.

Speaking of which, his harvest from this trip to leave the body was really great.

The first is the trick for the soul to leave the body, as well as a series of techniques for using the soul such as possession of the soul.

What’s more, Samadhi is really popular.

Speaking of which, this soul is really wonderful.

Now that Yi Bai recalled the experience of his soul leaving his body, he couldn't help but feel it was strange.

However, he suddenly remembered that Old Taoist Xuanyang worshiped him.

He really wanted to know how many people were worshiping him in the world.

He really didn't know who worshiped him like Xuanyang Lao Dao.

If there were people like Xuanyang Lao Dao who worshiped him like this, then he didn't even know about it.

It would be great if there was a way for him to know how many people worship him in the world.

"Yin Shen."

Yi Bai looked at a waiting Yin Shen next to him and planned to ask.

He doesn't know much about the way of soul.

The Yin Shen is not considered a primordial spirit, but it can still be related to it at least.

I don’t know if this Yin God knows how to know how many people in the world worship their bodies.

"Generalissimo, is there something wrong?"

Yin Shen came over and asked in a low voice.

Yi Bai didn't hesitate and told Yin Shen everything he asked.

After hearing this, Yin Shen couldn't help but froze.

"How... can we know this? But if it is a temple that the Generalissimo personally pays attention to, he will feel something if something happens to him. If he does not pay attention, it will be unknown, unless the Generalissimo passes by and pays homage to the temple. Your temple, the incense in the temple can be collected."

Yin Shen said so.

When Yi Bai heard this, he immediately understood that he could not figure out how many people worshiped him in the world.

If you want to pay attention to the temple that worships him, you can only pay attention to that temple with a trace of your mind. Otherwise, a temple that he doesn't know about and a temple that has never left his mind is completely useless. This will be like Xuanyang this time. It's the same thing as the old Taoist. When he encounters the place where he worships himself, he is still at a loss.

The Dongyue Temple that used to be located near Shuanglongjiang River is probably because Emperor Dongyue paid attention to it, which made it different.

In this way, most temples that worship gods are actually useless.

Of course, it cannot be said to be completely useless.

Pious people, maybe at some right time, they will have a chance to connect with the gods...

(End of this chapter)