Folklore: The baby starts the game, and the mother takes off her painted skin

North of Yunzhou and south of Jiangzhou.

This swamp, which spans two states but is divided into two by the Chu River, is called the Mirage Dragon Swamp.

At this moment, Zhang Cang suddenly appeared beside the Mirage Dragon Lake on the bank of the Chu River.

He came from the west, and when he arrived here, he walked east along the river bank with his hands behind his back.

As he was walking, a man in white and yellow clothes appeared beside him. He was tall, but his whole body was dripping with water.

After he appeared, Zhang Cang didn't rush to speak.

The two walked along the shore for a long time before Zhang Cang stopped and said with his hands folded in his sleeves:

"When Suizhi and I had nothing to do, we also liked to walk along this shore."

"Things change and people change."

Lin Cenjun also stopped and then said thoughtfully: "Sui Zhi's talent is extremely high. I am far inferior to him."

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at the river beside him, and a golden light seemed to flash in his eyes.

"Just looking at this underwater little reincarnation scene, I can't do it, let alone imagine it."

"Not to mention sacrificing oneself to save the biggest business in the world."

"I was able to survive because of you, so you don't have to be so modest."

Zhang Cang's voice suddenly became cheerful, and he stretched out his hands from his sleeves. He turned his head to look at Lin Cenjun beside him, and said with a smile:

"Should I call you Suicune-sama now, or...Yan Luo?"

Zhang Cang's eyes flickered, and he obviously knew something.

"I know all this because I inherited Suizhi's little reincarnation. Did he tell you all this, too?"

Lin Cenjun did not answer, but asked back.

"No, I was lucky enough to read a few books from outer space and learned some information."

"In fact, if time is on our side, there is still a way to survive."

"Oh?"

Zhang Cang suddenly turned his head and looked at Lin Cenjun who was standing beside him. The latter continued to speak slowly:

"As long as our small world has the six realms of reincarnation and Yama in charge, then the big world that governs our small world...there will also be the six realms of reincarnation and a real Yama."

“By then, he will get the news and sense something, so he will send a hall master to negotiate and pass on his experience on how to build a complete reincarnation. By then… once a hall master comes, these ghosts and gods from outer space will not dare to act rashly.”

"then you?"

A glimmer of hope flashed in Zhang Cang's eyes.

There is no hope within this world, so naturally we can only seek help from outside.

The news given by Lin Cenjun at this time undoubtedly lit a bright light for him in the darkness.

Lin Cenjun looked at his usually steady friend and saw him showing such an expression, and then he smiled bitterly.

"I said it at the beginning, if time is on our side."

The glimmer of light in Zhang Cang's eyes gradually dissipated, and he calmed down again.

Lin Cenjun continued, "To be honest, you can call me...Yan Luo now, but it will take at least a year for someone from the big world to get here."

"Do you think that ghost god will give us another year?"

Zhang Cang slowly raised his head and said with a wry smile, "These evil gods wandering outside the domain really have nothing to fear."

"There is actually no difference between heaven and earth." Lin Cenjun put his hands behind his back, lowered his head and sighed softly.

"Even if you become a god, you still have to fight and kill, and behave in an ugly way."

As He spoke, there was a hint of ridicule in His face, and it was unclear whether He was ridiculing the gods in heaven or Himself.

"To use the words of our world, becoming a god is at most like becoming a slightly larger ant."

"Exaggerated."

Zhang Cang smiled, but did not delve into the issue. He just continued, "Since you have become Yama, then when the time comes, the ghosts and gods will be handed over to you and Willow God. How do you think?"

"You have the position of Yama Luo. Evil gods like ghosts and gods who travel far away from home will generally leave a way out for you and will not kill you. This will just be a good opportunity to restrain him a little."

"The butcher will join forces with us to deal with the remaining four true gods."

And this is the real purpose of Zhang Cang's visit this time.

Lin Cen Jun did not interrupt, just listened to Zhang Cang's arrangements. After he finished speaking, he nodded slightly, "It's similar to my plan."

“Although Ren Tu was the first to become a true god, he was actually the one who forcibly used the power of the human race to push him to the top. His strength is naturally inferior, but he should have no problem dealing with those injured beings.”

"The question is... how many people can we send out? You know, when the time comes, the evil spirits and the ghost walkers will be of no use at all."

Lin Cenjun turned around and looked at Zhang Cang very seriously.

Evil spirits and ordinary ghosts will be suppressed by the power controlled by ghosts and gods, and will be unable to play any role at all.

This is true even for those who have attained enlightenment and are practicing the Yin-Walking Technique.

When the ghosts and gods really start to join the war, the only true gods and demigods who can play a role on the human side are

There are only a handful of true gods, Liu Qingyi, Ren Tu, and the current Lin Cenjun.

As for the demigod... then only Zhang Cang would know.

At present, he has all the information about the human race. Not to mention Lin Cenjun, even if Liu Qingyi wants to know some information, he has to ask him.

But Liu Qingyi doesn't care.

"Hei Mu, Liu Wenzhi, Ah Dao." Zhang Cang put his hands together and said slowly:

"Plus an old yin who can be used as a half-demigod."

"And I."

"I thought the Lord Supervisor was still hiding it." Lin Cenjun laughed.

"It's already this late, what's the point of hiding it?"

Zhang Cang smiled bitterly.

Lin Cen-Jun also put away his smile and asked in a serious tone, "The situation seems to be better than before, but once the ghost god wakes up, I estimate that even if we join forces with Ren Tu, the three of us will not be his match."

"The worst-case scenario is that all four True Gods will be handed over to you, so... are there really only the four of you?"

"Where are the old Taoist priest and Lei Huajun? I remember they are both alive, right?"

Zhang Cang nodded. "Lei Huajun was too seriously injured last time, so he can't be relied on this time. As for the old Heavenly Master... he said that when the decisive battle really comes, he can be considered a demigod."

“That’s desperate.”

As soon as Lin Cenjun heard it, he knew what was going on.

"The old master is fine. Trying hard is useful. But for people like Ma Zhi and Meng Ren, trying hard is useless... It's useless at all."

The more Zhang Cang spoke, the more bitter his voice became.

Lin Cenjun also nodded in understanding. He naturally knew about this matter.

In fact, long ago, when the teachings of these major religions fell into the human world, the human race had already begun to make plans.

Mazhi and Mengren are the chess pieces in the plan.

It is still a chess piece at the level of enlightenment.

Enter the game personally.

The purpose was to target the most powerful ghost god, attempting to severely damage it from within, but the result... everyone knows it now.

Not to mention that they are just those who have achieved enlightenment and are making plans, even if a demigod joins the game, it won’t change anything.

The power of ghosts and gods far exceeds the imagination of human beings.

That's why Zhang Cang said those words. For some people, even if they try their best, it will be useless.

"With the remaining time, it's probably impossible to become a demigod." "Then... do your best."

"Do your best."

Zhang Cang nodded, and his figure disappeared with the river mist.

Lin Cenjun, who was still there, also sighed quietly and then disappeared.

……

Outside Huangliang Town, at the intersection leading into the town, a few wisps of mountain fog converged and then transformed into Zhang Cang's figure again.

As soon as he appeared, he bowed slightly in the direction of Huangliang Town.

Then, Madam Liu's cold voice rang in his ears, "Go directly."

"it is good."

Zhang Cang disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived at the gate of Ma's manor in the small town. Also appearing here was... Liu Qingyi.

She grabbed casually, and Master Ma, who was originally in the house, appeared in front of the two of them.

"Liu...Mrs. Liu."

When Mr. Ma saw the person coming, he was immediately surprised and exclaimed, but then just when he wanted to ask what was going on.

But he just watched Liu Qingyi snap his fingers.

Mr. Ma immediately closed his eyes, fell backwards and fainted. Then, the figure of an old man rose from between his eyebrows and floated in front of Liu Qingyi and Zhang Cang.

"Greetings to God Liu, and to Lord Supervisor."

The old man bowed slightly and saluted.

Liu Qingyi didn't hesitate and directly ordered: "You have also reincarnated eleven times. Now no one is more familiar with the secret of reincarnation than you. If Lin Cenjun dies, you will take over and become the new Yama."

"Yes."

The old man did not show any joy, and even seemed a little sad.

"Don't worry, if Lin Cen Jun is not dead, he will reserve a position as the Palace Master for you in the end, and your hard work over the years will not be in vain."

Zhang Cang explained a little more.

"Thank you, Supervisor."

The old man bowed slightly, took a step back tactfully, and once again fell into the spiritual point between Master Ma's eyebrows.

The latter was still in a coma.

Zhang Cang turned and looked at Liu Qingyi beside him, wanting to say something but stopping himself, and in the end still did not ask any more questions.

I just want to seek peace of mind, there is no point in asking more questions.

Only when he saw Liu Qingyi was about to leave did Zhang Cang ask, "May I ask God Liu, is there any news about Master Liu?"

Liu Qingyi paused slightly, said "no", and left.

As soon as she returned home, a familiar voice rang in her ears.

"Liu Bai has never been able to attain the Great Dao, and now I'm afraid that time is running out. Do you want me to give him a push?"

"Haha, is that still his way? What you pushed is called the guillotine, a guillotine that leads to death."

Madam Liu sneered without any hesitation.

"Then he will never be able to prove his great path. It's already too late now, and it will delay important matters."

"Big deal? With me as his mother still here, what big deal can it be?"

Madam Liu said this expressionlessly, then strode into the house. Just as she reached the door, she suddenly turned back to look at the empty yard.

"If you dare to force him to prove his truth, don't blame me for joining forces with the ghosts and gods."

There was silence outside the door for a long time before he remembered to respond, "No."

"..."

"Is it really that difficult to attain enlightenment? I think it seems pretty easy for them to attain enlightenment, and my talent isn't that bad."

Liu Bai looked at the last half of the Misang Vine in his hand and began to doubt himself.

He had eaten half a piece of the Devil's Witch Vine these days, if it weren't for the Origin of the World who persuaded him in the middle.

Now, not only has he finished eating the Miserable Vine, but he has not yet attained enlightenment.

Just looking at the remaining half, Liu Bai was not so anxious anymore.

These days, he has been pondering his shrine over and over again. When he has gained nothing, he uses his constantly diverging soul to ponder again all the techniques he had comprehended before.

After all, when he first embarked on this path, it was because Madam Liu told him that skill is close to the Tao.

The more you have seen and learned, the stronger the truth you will attain in the future.

But now... Liu Bai found that what he had learned seemed a bit messy. He knew a little bit of everything, and the result was that although it seemed that he knew everything, the result was that he knew nothing.

At once he understood why there were those powerful families and various forces.

Because no matter what aspect, what they cultivate is all systematic, so even this enlightenment is the same...

That's why the Taoist master Da Suan gave up his authority to the Taoist master Xiao Suan.

But is this really good?
Liu Bai couldn't help but ask himself, this path of learning more and knowing more was taught to him by his mother.

Liu Bai didn't think that Madam Liu would lie to him, nor did he think that the path Madam Liu pointed out to him would be a fork in the road, or a wrong path.

Why?

Because my mother is the best in the world, it’s that simple.

Those who follow the system or practice other ways are not as strong as Madam Liu, so who should be listened to, or whose reason is greater, isn't it obvious?

But if that’s the case, why haven’t I realized it yet?
Liu Bai still attributed it to his own lack of ability, and did not understand the real intention of Madam Liu asking him to learn more and see more.

Liu Bai took a last look at the half-broken funeral vine in his hand, and tightened the sheepskin felt hat on his head.

He was about to swallow it in one gulp, but then he thought of something and asked:
"Do you think this enlightenment has more to do with the shrine or the magic you have learned?"

"The shrine."

Although he was the only one on the top of the mountain, a response soon rang in his ears.

After confirming the answer in his heart, Liu Bai was about to swallow it in one gulp, but the voice of the origin of the world rang in his ears again.

"You'd better think it through before you eat it, and don't even think about picking it again. There's no time at all."

Listening to this voice, I still sighed, but more of it was a feeling of powerlessness.

Liu Bai was silent for a moment, then asked, "How long will it take?"

"It won't be more than two months at the longest, even one month is possible." The Origin of the World replied.

"So this is your last chance. If you succeed, there is still a glimmer of hope. If you fail... then you will all become food for this ghost."

"I see."

Liu Bai responded solemnly, there was no other way.

Not to mention his age, even some old antiques who have lived for hundreds or thousands of years cannot prove their own way in their entire lives.

Just when he was about to eat this half of the Misang Vine, the Origin of the World interrupted him for the third time.

He frowned, and just when he was about to get angry, he heard the Origin of the World slowly say:

"In fact, your mother has a way and is sure to kill this ghost, but she can't do it. Do you know why?"

"Why?"

Liu Bai asked subconsciously.

"Because the problem lies with you..." (End of this chapter)