Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 825 Because I am the Demon Lord who can travel through time (two in one)

"Is this guy spreading rumors about me in the Night Watchman's Office every day?"

"You mean... fake?"

"We'll have to...see about this."

"See?"

Yang Yan felt that his brain was not enough. What does "see" mean?

Zi Lian was even more upset. This was a battlefield, not a vegetable market, and the two guys were actually chatting about family matters. Without further ado, he pointed his right hand towards the monk's position, and the spare ghosts surrounding him rushed out with bursts of howls.

Although the monk did not directly say that he would help, it was certain that Yang Yan and the monk were old acquaintances. In order to avoid delaying time and attracting more night watchmen, the best option was to strike first.

"This is the Hundred Ghosts Formation. It is immune to physical attacks and can penetrate any hole. It is very..."

Yang Yan's reminder came to an abrupt end, and a ray of Buddha's light swept across the entire area. The ghosts with bared fangs and claws were like snow that quickly melted under the scorching sun. They made comfortable murmurs, turned into smoke and dissipated, and the Hundred Ghosts Formation that trapped him was also broken.

With just one move, Zi Lian's spell was broken.

"What kind of spell is this?"

"I've already said it before. My name is Kaiguang. I specialize in blessing and bringing children. I also have a part-time job of helping the dead souls to be reborn and castrate people."

"Monk, you are looking for death!"

The collected ghosts were swept away by the Buddha's light. Zi Lian was furious. He waved his sleeves and two blood-red thunders shot out. Chu Pingsheng didn't even move, and a sword energy burst out and broke the blood thunder.

Zi Lian suddenly threw out a black pill, which exploded on the ground. A gray mist quickly spread. He then abandoned his physical body and turned into a black cloud, using the cover of the gray mist to rush to the side and rear.

It turned out that his anger was all fake. When he saw the monk's Buddha's light breaking the Hundred Ghosts Formation with one strike, he knew he was no match for the opponent. He began to plan how to escape. Finally, he decided to bluff and make a feint to the east and attack in the west.

"No, he wants to run away."

Yang Yan came to his senses and it was too late to give chase. In desperation he roared, emitting strong energy that dispersed the gray fog. However, he discovered that a thick evil spirit in the shape of a chain was sent out from the palm that had just used the Buddha's light, and the other end was firmly strangled the neck of Zi Lian, who had transformed into a human form again.

Yang Yan had fought with him before and knew that he had the White Elephant and White Dragon Fist skills, as well as the self-protective sword energy. Now he saw the Buddha's light that could drive away evil spirits. Well, let's not talk about his style of work, but just talk about his cultivation. He can be called a high monk in the heavenly realm and a Vajra in the Buddhist sect. However, the Taoist Zi Lian cut off his arm, abandoned his body and turned into a ghost to escape, and the monk Kaiguan used a secret soul-binding technique that made people feel cold and their scalps tingled to lock him up?
As a top fourth-rank martial artist, Yang Yan could feel how powerful the evil spirit of the evil chain was. It was definitely a secret magic technique.

This...what is this?

Chu Pingsheng clenched his five fingers and Zi Lian was brought in front of him.

"Do you think that the monk I mentioned about my part-time job of helping the dead to resurrect is the same as the world thinks of helping the dead to resurrect?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his other hand and grabbed the Taoist Blood Pill wrapped in Yin Shen in his hand: "Tsk tsk, you haven't even cultivated your Nascent Soul yet, you are at the bottom of the fourth rank."

The next breath, Zi Lian's Yin Spirit didn't even have a chance to struggle before he pulled it into his body and disappeared.

"You...you just swallowed his...his Yin Spirit like that?" Yang Yan stuttered.

"What? Is there a problem? Do you still want to hear his last words?"

"No... that's the demonized Taoist Yin God."

"and then?"

"Aren't you afraid that he will compete with you for control of your body?"

Chu Pingsheng rolled his eyes at him, without any bearing of a great monk. He threw the No. 3 jade mirror to him, called him "idiot", picked up his Zen stick and took a step forward. With a shake, his body was ten feet away. With another shake, he was a hundred feet away. With another shake, he disappeared.

Yang Yan touched the wound on his cheek, slapped himself and said, "You deserved it."

The monk is not a fool. Since he dares to pull the Taoist Yin God into his body, and he is so... familiar and accustomed to it, it can only mean one thing, that the Taoist Yin God is no different from a tonic to him. His impatience and worry here is just like the eunuchs who are anxious when the emperor is not.

Is this monk...good or evil?
Because of his outstanding talent and promising youth, Yang Yan has always been conceited. Facing the old man in the Twelve Golden Gongs, he also looked arrogant and domineering. However, since the monk appeared, he found himself becoming stupid, just like when he was called an "idiot" just now. Not only was he not angry, but he felt that it was as it should be.

A genius turned into a fool...

Yang Yan stood there for a moment before coming to his senses. He silently picked up the folding fan that had fallen on the ground and returned to the capital to report to Wei Yuan.

……

At the same time, Chu Pingsheng came to a village where the sounds of chickens and dogs could be heard, people were talking, and the village was full of vitality. He stretched out his finger and pointed forward. Silver light sank in. The village scenery swayed like rippling waves and shattered like glass, revealing a half-collapsed thatched pavilion. In the pavilion sat a Taoist priest in a tattered Taoist robe. It was none other than the Jinlian Taoist who had set up a game stall opposite the Jiaofangsi archway.

"You...how did you see through my formation?"

Taoist Jinlian looked at him in shock.

"Earthly."

"Earth energy?"

Taoist Jinlian was puzzled. He had set up an illusion array. There was indeed a difference between the aura of the village and that of the wasteland. However, the method of looking at qi, which could see through all illusions, was a sorcerer's specialty. So how could this fake monk with Nascent Soul feel the earth's aura?
After leaving the Jiaofangsi, he hid himself and concentrated on dealing with his junior brother Zilian. He only vaguely heard that the fake monk and the night watchman had some unpleasantness, but no one did anything to anyone. He had no idea what martial arts or Taoist magic the monk used.

Chu Pingsheng did not explain Taoist Jinlian's question. He flipped his hand and snatched the small jade mirror No. 9 from Zilian's hand, which appeared in his palm.

"How come this... is in your hands?"

"Who are you planning to deal with by setting up this illusion array?"

Jinlian's expression changed again. She knew that since the monk asked this, he must have figured out the grudge between him and his junior fellow apprentice Zilian.

"Did you kill him?"

"Almost."

He expended his cultivation and cast a divination at the cost of falling in realm, and calculated that this was the best place to settle his feud with Zi Lian. However, he set up the magic array, but what finally came was not Zi Lian, but this fake monk who left a deep impression on him.

"The monk misled me!" Taoist Jinlian was filled with hatred. "The Yin God of our sect is invisible and formless. It would be extremely difficult to eliminate it if it were not for our people. Alas, if he escaped today, there will be endless troubles in the future."

Chu Pingsheng laughed, opened his mouth and spit out a cloud of black mist. In the black mist was a humanoid ghost who was bound by evil chains. He kept struggling and roaring, looking fierce on the outside but weak on the inside.

"Purple Lotus? This..."

"Almost." Chu Pingsheng said, "Isn't it almost?"

It was “almost”, “almost” that could crush Zi Lian at any time.

Taoist Jinlian felt the evil and terror of the evil spirit, and then looked at the monk's appearance, he felt a chill. This guy was indeed a demon.

"Jinlian, let me ask you, do you want him to die or live?"

"Of course he will die."

"As far as I know, he is your junior fellow apprentice."

"Zilian has been corrupted by the Earth Sect's leader and is no longer my junior brother."

"In that case, how about making a deal?"

"What deal?"

"I heard that your Earth Sect has nine elders, namely Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Purple, Gold, White, Lotus, and a Taoist leader Black Lotus who has already been possessed by a demon."

Taoist Jinlian frowned, surprised at his understanding of the Di Sect. You know, ever since the leader of the Di Sect was possessed by the devil, very few people of the Di Sect have shown themselves in public to accumulate merits, and this monk was only eighteen or nineteen years old, but he actually knew the structure of the Di Sect.

Chu Pingsheng continued, "Since Zi Lian is determined to destroy you and recover the Earth Book, then I think the other elders who have been contaminated by the Demonic Dao Master have the same idea. You lead them here, and I will be responsible for destroying these demons. How do you think?"

Taoist Jinlian was stunned. Is there such a good thing in the world?
Why did he form the Tiandi Society? Wasn't it to use the power of these proud sons of heaven to eradicate the Black Lotus and purify the Earth Sect?

"You mean to let me be the bait? To lure them into the trap?"

"Yes."

"Does the Earth Sect leader have a grudge against you?"

"You just need to answer me, do you want to do it or not?"

"Do it. You'd be a fool not to do it."

Chu Pingsheng hooked his finger, and three tiny evil spirits rose from the black mist, transforming into three spikes that pierced through the head of the Purple Lotus Yin God. The Yin God of the fourth-grade Taoist priest, who had been struggling and roaring just now, immediately dissipated, was swept away by the black mist, and returned to Chu Pingsheng's body.

He then threw the fragment of the "Nine" Earth Book back to Jinlian.

"You should know that I am staying at Xu's house now."

"Who are you exactly?"

"I will tell you what you should know, but don't ask about what you shouldn't know..."

Taoist Jinlian only felt a flash before his eyes and the monk disappeared. He turned his head quickly and saw a fleeting figure at the other side of the horizon.

clap, clap, clap...

He clapped the small jade mirror No. 9 in his hands.

Help the monk to lead other elders of the Earth Sect here? How is that possible! If they want to lead them, they should use the Tiandi Association, such as Xu Qian'an, the Saint of the Heaven Sect, and others to lead Qinglian, Honglian and other Earth Sect elders. As an old senior who has eaten more salt than the monk, he will not put himself in danger.

As for agreeing to make a deal with the monk, it was just a delaying tactic. First, get the fragments of the Earth Book and let Zi Lian return to heaven. Whether it follows the rules or not is up to him, not the monk. The world is so big, as long as he leaves the capital, how can the monk know where he went.

Humph……

Just as he was secretly proud of himself, a trace of evil spirit emanated from the small jade mirror in his hand, which instantly pierced into his palm and quickly spread along the meridians in his body. The true energy in his golden elixir surged out, but it could not stop the evil spirit from eroding it. Half of his body soon became numb, and then his entire body.

"Bald ass...shameless...despicable..."

Taoist Jinlian knew that he was in trouble. This evil spirit was most likely something like the poison used by the Gu master. As long as the monk had a thought, he would be unable to live or die.

What a deal.

This is clearly slavery!

……

Chu Pingsheng didn't know what Taoist Jinlian said or what he was thinking, but one thing was certain, that was Taoist Jinlian was in a bad mood. There was a stone on the side of the road, which was obviously not blocking the road, but it was annoying. He would spit out the golden elixir and break it. The squirrel on the tree was smiling very cutely, but Taoist Jinlian turned into a tabby cat and disfigured the squirrel with one claw...

In short, the Taoist's behavior doesn't look like he is running a profitable business.

That’s right, as long as he wanted, he could see what Taoist Jinlian could see, and he could hear what Taoist Jinlian could hear.

It was the same with Xu Qi'an. He saw the injured Yang Yan being ridiculed by Nangong Qianrou, and saw Wei Yuan mumbling in silence after listening to the battle, and then threw the No. 3 jade mirror back to Xu Qi'an. And this is the effect of practicing all seven pictures of the Changsheng Jue.

In the world of The Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty, he only practiced the sixth and seventh pictures, gaining the ability to see and hear from afar, which allowed him to sense hostility from Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling. He then went to the world of Snow Blade and practiced in seclusion in Emperor Wu City to complete the seven pictures of the Art of Immortality. In addition to changing his flame spirit into seven colors and increasing the power of his spiral force, he also unlocked a new additional effect - sharing the vision and hearing of the object affected by the Seven Absolute Shadowless Evils.

"The Hundred Ghosts Formation of the Earth Sect? Not bad, not bad..."

Chu Pingsheng intervened in the battle between Yang Yan and Zi Lian not only to save Yang Yan's life, but actually went for the Hundred Ghosts Formation of Di Zong.

Zi Lian's Hundred Ghosts Formation can only be used against fourth-rank characters, that's because the level of the evil spirits that make up the formation is too low. He is different. He has got a bunch of immortal souls in the world of Snow Blade, including the White Emperor, the Green Emperor, the Black Emperor, Zhang Fuyao, Hong Xixiang and so on... Because the Sutra of Feeding Gods and Raising Ghosts lacks advanced application methods, his usage is very simple. Either use it to occupy the target object's body, like when he dealt with Zhao Xun, the son of Prince Jing'an, or seal it in a human skin drum to enhance the power of the Sutra of Childish Heart, or transform it into the Seven Absolute Shadowless Evils to replenish the consumption.

Now that we have obtained the practice method of the Earth Sect's Hundred Ghosts Formation, it is the correct way to enslave Xu Fengnian and his men and improve their combat effectiveness.

"Here you go."

Chu Pingsheng threw Zi Lian's golden elixir to the Flying General standing behind him. The eagle caught it in one bite, tilted its head back, and swallowed it.

In the world of Snow Blade, the inner elixir of the big turtle was combined with the meteorite separated from the wooden horse and ox to refine the black tortoise relic.

The black tiger's inner elixir and the meteorite separated from the divine talisman were refined into the black tiger relic.

He originally thought that the Taoist golden elixir from the world of night watchmen in Dafeng could also be added to meteorites from outer space to be refined into golden elixir relics that could be implanted in the body and used as mobile dantian. However, it turned out not to be possible. Unless one was proficient in alchemy and formations and could refine it into a magic weapon, it would be just a spiritual brick. At most, it could absorb the extremely compressed true energy for one's own use. However, due to the compatibility reasons, the conversion rate was not very high. If one only used the Beiming Divine Art with the effect of the Immortal Seal to absorb the power, it would be far less cost-effective than plundering the Nascent Soul and Yang God.

I wonder if the demon inner elixir in this world can be used...

"Is it tasty?"

"Wow wow..."

The flying eagle flapped its wings and raised its head with a look of satisfaction on its face. The only thing it lacked to say in reply was “Crunchy chicken flavor!”

"This is a golden elixir that has been contaminated by the Earth Sect's Taoist leader. Be careful not to get possessed by demons."

"Wow?"

"gone."

He ignored the flying eagle, clapped his hands, jumped off the huge rock where he could see the pleasant sunset, and walked towards the capital.

……

Three days later, in the east of the city, there was a small building by the lake.

Lin'an was wearing powdered makeup and flowers, walking back and forth in a red palace skirt. This time she learned her lesson and stayed away from the swing to avoid falling into the water again as last time. The dampness entered her body and she lay in bed for two whole days, which made Concubine Chen and the prince very distressed. They invited all kinds of imperial doctors, sent people to visit her, and even the doctors from the Imperial Observatory came to treat her.

"The mind is like a lotus that does not touch the water, and like the sun and the moon that do not stay in the sky."

She looked at the note in her hand and read aloud the poem on it, not because she thought it was well written, but because she was reading it to Gangzi. If Gangzi said it was good, it would mean that the poem was good.

"Princess, good poem, it is a good poem..."

When she heard Gangzi say it was good, she nodded and praised: "Good poem."

"But……"

"But what? Can you talk without panting?"

"Princess, this is a Zen poem."

"Zen poetry?"

“It’s Buddhist poetry.”

"Is it not good?"

"It's not that it's bad, it's..." Gangzi was a little crazy and didn't know how to explain the concerns in his mind.

"That's fine."

The unlearned Second Princess Dafeng and the female official were muttering to themselves about a line of poetry that the guest monk had been trying to come up with for several days.

Gangzi looked worried: "Princess, his efficiency is too low."

Lin An wrinkled his pretty little nose and thought for a while, then said smartly, "I know, I have to reward him."

"award?"

"Yes, free things are the most expensive in this world."

"Princess?"

"Look, I just answered a question and he agreed to be my guest poet. Isn't that too easy? He can't just perfunctorily treat us like this. We have to give him some benefits so that he feels he owes us something, and then he will put in all his energy in writing poetry."

Gangzi's eyes opened wide, as if the two of them were meeting for the first time.

How could Princess Lin'an, who was known for her lack of knowledge, say "free is the most expensive"?

"Master Kaiguang, I heard that you have been living in Xu's house in the East Market of the city?"

"Yes."

"The downtown area is crowded and noisy, which is not conducive to the practice of Buddhism or the creation of poetry. What do you think of my lakeside cottage? If you don't mind, why don't you move here? This way, it will be convenient for us to meet each other, and it will also help you prepare for the International Poetry Festival and help me conquer Huaiqing."

Lin'an has already begun to fantasize about keeping this valuable opportunity secret from anyone, and then revealing the truth at the International Poetry Festival to shock Huaiqing and the other princes.

A Buddhist monk with amazing poetic talent, a master from the celestial realm who even the night watchmen could not help but lose, has become her guest. I wonder how wonderful Huaiqing's expression will be, and how her father and mother will praise her.

"Okay."

This "OK" confused the Drowned Chicken Princess. Last time she offered to help him build a temple, he refused. Today, she asked him to live in the lakeside cottage, and he agreed?

"no!"

Unexpectedly, a stern voice came from outside the door, interrupting the conversation between people in the room.

Lin'an shuddered and looked back, and saw a woman in gorgeous clothes with a phoenix hairpin on her head and jingling jewelry walking towards him from the other side of the pier with a gentle-looking man in a white robe. Xuan Zi and the guards at the door were kneeling in a row.

"Mother? And brother...you...why did you come to Linhu Cottage?"

Lin'an was stunned by the scene before him. He never expected that the imperial concubine and the prince would leave the palace together and come to her estate on the outskirts of the city.

When Gangzi saw that something was wrong, he quickly knelt down, looked at the ground and dared not speak.

"No wonder the maids at Shaoyin Palace said that you have been going to the Lakeside Cottage quite frequently recently. The serious illness you had a few days ago was caused by your absence. It turns out that you were meeting with the monks here in secret."

Concubine Chen rebuked him harshly, then looked at the monk who was neither kneeling nor showing any fear and asked, "Who are you?"

"Consecration."

"Now that you have seen me, why don't you bow?"

Concubine Chen had no good feelings towards monks to begin with, and with the previous experience of Prince Yu, and considering that Lin'an and Pingyang had the best relationship, she was very worried that the girl would convey some strange ideas to her daughter and lead Lin'an astray.

Now, I have caught Lin'an ignoring the advice and coming to Linhu Cottage to have a secret meeting with a handsome monk, how can I not be angry?
"You're not qualified yet."

Chu Pingsheng smiled coldly, not giving any face: "Don't talk about you, even if Yuan Jing came, it would be the same."

"Be bold!"

Concubine Chen was stunned by the monk's arrogant words, but the two fifth-rank warriors behind him reacted quickly. The warrior with the unusually thick arm on his left quickly drew his sword, but before the sword could be unsheathed, it was pierced by the sword energy, and the sword broke into two and fell to the ground.

His companion suffered the same fate. He felt his hand lighten and when he reacted, the sword had broken.

Sword Qi VS Real Sword, a complete victory?
The guards standing outside the door heard the noise inside and rushed in.

Chu Pingsheng smiled coldly, pointed his Zen staff at the ground, and dozens of sword energies burst out, instantly nailing Concubine Chen and the guards brought by the prince to the spot, making them dare not move.

The last sword energy stopped at the forehead of Xuanzi, who was trying to protect the emperor. The young eunuch was so scared that his face turned pale.

Concubine Chen and the Crown Prince were also frightened silly.

No one expected that the monk would change his attitude faster than turning the pages of a book, and he would attack Concubine Chen just because she asked "Why don't you bow?"

"Mother, he is the monk who performed the ritual that Wei Yuan was afraid of."

A surge of strength surged through Lin'an's body, and he rushed between the two of them. He opened his arms to protect his mother, and explained his identity as a monk to her and his brother.

The monk who consecrates the Buddha!
The shadow of a famous tree.

Concubine Chen and the Crown Prince's anger suddenly subsided. Although their status was very noble, they were able to have a conversation with Wei Yuan and enter and leave the night watchman's office freely. It was rumored that the monks of Tianyu who were at least at the third level of Vajra Realm were indeed qualified to stand without bowing.

"Put away your sword, put it away quickly."

Lin'an begged, while explaining to Concubine Chen and the Crown Prince: "Master Kaiguang is a guest I recruited for the International Poetry Festival. Lin'an didn't want Huaiqing to know about his existence, so he met him here."

Chu Pingsheng snorted, and the sword energy returned to his body. The tense atmosphere in the water pavilion eased. The two fifth-rank guards took two steps forward, one on the left and one on the right to protect the imperial concubine and the prince. In fact, they knew very well that this was just a show. If the monk wanted to kill them, it would not take much more effort than chopping melons and vegetables.

Concubine Chen said, "Before coming here, I have already met the Queen Mother and told her about your situation. She asked you to rest more and take good care of yourself, and not to worry about the International Poetry Festival anymore."

Lin'an naturally understood what his mother meant.

"Mother..."

The prince said, "Mother is also doing this for your own good."

"I don't want it!" Lin'an was very excited.

Concubine Chen said coldly, "I have made up my mind."

"Mother..."

Chu Pingsheng stepped forward and said, "Why don't I try to persuade her?"

He came to persuade Concubine Chen? How did he persuade her? With a sword?

The two fifth-rank warriors took another half step forward.

The prince threatened: "Kaiguang, if you dare to lay a hand on my mother, the Supervisor and the Imperial Master will not forgive you."

(End of this chapter)