Knife splashing

Chapter 494: Lao Sha's Ambition

Sharifei was full of complaints and was very angry.

He came looking for the "Charnel Ground" and finally got a clue. It was the old monks who built the statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the dilapidated temple.

These old monks practiced hard all day long and had long since become indifferent to life and death. Everything in this world seemed to have made them lose all interest.

The daily meals are simple and only maintain the most basic survival.

How and when will he die?

They no longer care.

But he would not commit suicide, which would violate the rules of the sect.

These old monks obviously knew some secrets of the "Charnel Ground", but they were not easily persuaded and no tricks could be used to get any information out of them.

Sharifei thought of a plan.

He stayed with these old monks all day long.

Whatever the monks eat, Sha Lifei eats.

The monks were meditating, and Sharifei followed suit.

But most of the time, he would fall asleep after a short while. But it was also because of this that he discovered something strange.

Whenever he meditated at night, he would fall asleep whenever he wanted.

However, those old monks were actually meditating, always trying to stay awake and never fall asleep.

They are afraid to sleep!
When Sharifei discovered this secret,

I found out the reason that night...

In his dream, he came to a terrible place, absurd and weird, and was watched by many creepy things.

Fortunately, he woke up after dawn.

The old monks then explained the reason.

The "cemetery" does exist. The reason why the ancient battlefield was so scary was not simply because there were many deaths, but also because of the influence of the "cemetery".

The monks also discovered this when they were building the statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. They were not afraid but excited instead.

Although the "charnel ground" is scary, it is also an opportunity.

Practicing here can increase blessings and lifespan, eliminate disasters, and smoothly reincarnate after death. Practitioners can also get opportunities and achieve the fruit of Tao.

Not only that, the "Charnel Ground" can also protect against enemies and thieves, and can also drive away some evil things born from the cemetery.

In short, there are many benefits.

However, this method is also extremely difficult to practice, and not many people succeed.

The monks went through untold hardships to find the Dharma Protector of the Corpse Forest, and then stayed there, practicing day after day, year after year.

However, they failed.

Many years have passed, and no one has succeeded.

The monks died of old age one by one, and they had long since given up hope.

Some people chose to leave this place, but no matter where they went, they would always dream of entering the "charnel ground" when it was late at night.

It seemed as if this nightmare had become bound to them.

Without exception, everyone returned here.

At least, there is still a glimmer of hope.

At this point, these old monks no longer have any hope.

Their only wish is to practice the "Corpse Forest Protector Dharma" all year round so that they can be protected and reincarnate smoothly after death.

The reason why this matter is not mentioned is, firstly, that one does not want anyone to repeat the same mistake, and secondly, one is afraid of inadvertently violating the taboo of the "Charnel Ground".

But in Sharifei's opinion, it was these old monks who had evil intentions and wanted to make fun of him.

It was true that he came to look for the "Charnel Ground", but he only wanted to find the entrance, make preparations, and use it to awaken his supernatural powers.

I don't want to be thrown into it unprepared.

Lu San next to him also looked worried.

He saw more clearly that these days, Sharifei's condition was getting worse and worse. His face was pale, his eye sockets were black, and his eyes were bloodshot.

The nightmares that he suffered from for several consecutive days have caused him to suffer from mental problems.

Wow!
At this moment, the falcon Lidong flapped its wings and landed.

Lu San took the bamboo tubes below and opened them one by one. After reading them, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Brother Yan is out of trouble. The first batch of pursuers from the Shu Palace have been eliminated. The whereabouts of the Ghost Cult have also been discovered. They will reunite with us after they have dealt with them."

"I'm afraid that the Taoist has caught a big fish. We must be prepared and reunite with him as soon as possible. Brother Yan has also found a mechanism. I want you to help fill it and give it to the Taoist for self-defense..."

After listening to the news from afar, Sharifei's mood improved a lot.

Especially Li Yan. From the very beginning, Sharifei has been by his side, watching him get to where he is today step by step. It seems that any problem can be solved by him.

This also gave Sharifei a glimmer of hope.

"Let me see what it is?"

Sharifei took the copper tube, opened it and examined it carefully, then shook his head and said, "This is a Taoist mechanism. It was mentioned in the Thunderbolt Fire Sutra that the Hellfire Gun used this mechanism."

"We still have some white copper and black iron left. We can make them into needles and soak them in cinnabar and chicken blood. They will have the power to break the evil spirits..."

Having said this, he suddenly froze.

It seemed that focusing on these things could ease his restlessness a little and make him less fearful.

"What a coward! Since I can't sleep anyway, I might as well work!"

Sharifei stood up and walked out with the copper pipe.

The house they found was originally built by a warrior, but was later abandoned. Because they wanted to make tea, they also renovated the blacksmith furnace next to it.

Coming to the furnace, Sharifei lit it silently, took out the hidden metals from his luggage, and smelted them according to the method he learned from Master Lu of Jinzhou.

He was concentrating, recalling what Master Lu had said.

"To make an iron needle, you first need to hammer the iron block into thin strips, draw it into wire, and cut it into blanks. Then you file the tip, hammer it flat, and drill a hole to form a needle shape..."

"The needle blank needs to be fried and carburized, then steamed and quenched to make it hard. Finally, it is carefully polished..."

"The iron needles used in magic tools have stricter requirements. The temperature must be controlled. If it's too much, the material will be ruined. If it's too little, it won't take shape..."

This Master Lu is from Zezhou Prefecture, Jinzhou.

The iron craftsmanship there is well-known far and wide, and there are many Taoist craftsmen who have inherited the tradition. Some people even make statues of gods and Buddhas with iron, which are majestic, exquisitely crafted, and have remained rust-free for hundreds of years.

Sharifei has benefited a lot from studying for a while.

Ding Ding Ding!
Sparks flew as the hammer struck.

He suddenly stopped and looked into the distance.

That is the direction of Xiling Snow Mountain.

He was not a fool and vaguely felt that his destiny seemed to have arrived.

This is something I have never thought about before.

I thought I would be wandering around the world all my life, but somehow I followed Li Yan and began to come into contact with a wider world.

What’s the point of living a lifetime?

Sharifei never dared to hope for this before.

After all, he is old and has no qualifications. He has struggled and dreamed, but in the end he is still the same as those people, talking nonsense, cheating and deceiving without mercy, and has become a so-called old man in the world.

The proudest moments are when I drink and brag, telling those newbies who are just entering the world about who I had a drink with and who I had met.

At his most rampant, he would just chat and laugh with this fellow, cursing the emperor and sharing gossip about some influential person.

It's just a mess after all, and life will be like this.

If you are alone and helpless when you are old, the worst that can happen is that you drink a bottle of poison and die.

But what should never have happened to him was that fate opened another door for him.

This is a wider and more wonderful world.

He is already quite old and cannot compare to young geniuses like Li Yan and Lu San, but he is unwilling to give up. Even if he has to try his best, he must keep up with their pace, stir up the world, and become famous!

And Long Yan'er. What kind of Gu Cult Saintess is that? She's just a woman of a certain age. Why can't she give birth to a child for his Sha family?
Also, Long Yaner is also going through a tribulation now.

If one thing goes wrong, the two may never meet again in this life.

Why? !

"You coward, even if someone dies, the birds will fly up to the sky. I'm going to make trouble for him!"

A surge of anger surged in Sharifei's heart and he felt hot all over. He simply took off his shirt, revealing his muscular body, and smashed down with the hammer.

Ding!
"Damn it! I want to live!"

Ding!
"Come on, I'm not afraid of anything!"

Ding!
"I'm going to beat you to death!"

The fire was blazing and the hammer struck again and again.

Anger gave rise to courage, and Sharifei seemed to have forgotten all his fears.

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Gradually, he entered a wonderful state.

Sparks flew and slowed down in his eyes.

The red-hot iron seems to have a texture that can be felt.

Lu San didn't say anything, just stood by, listening to Sha Lifei's shouting and the clanging of hammers, until dawn.

After all, they are just ordinary people, and this state of excitement will greatly consume their physical strength.

As the first ray of morning light shines across the sky.

Shalifai looked up blankly, then fell to the ground with a thud. In the blink of an eye, he began to snore and slept very soundly.

After seeing this, Lu San finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This was the first time that Sharifei slept so soundly in these days.

"Get out of here, I'll beat you to death!"

In his sleep, Sharifei suddenly cursed, then smacked his lips, continued to turn over and snored.

"This idiot..."

A long-lost smile also appeared on Lu San's face.

Although he did not fall asleep, he could vaguely tell that the first step in this "charnel ground" was to overcome his own fear.

The same thing happened with the ceremony he arranged.

The chance of success has increased by several percent.

The sun rose and set, and Sharifei slept until the night. When he woke up, he was full of energy and continued to work with a hammer.

At dawn the next day, the falcon Lidong flapped its wings again, with the protective weapons tied to its feet, and flew through the clouds to the north...

.........

Nanchong is located in the northeast of the Sichuan Basin.

During the Xia Dynasty, it was the country of "Youguo clan" and belonged to Liangzhou during the Shang and Zhou dynasties.

The name Nanchong first appeared during the Eastern Han Dynasty.

It is now under the jurisdiction of Sichuan Provincial Administration, with Shunqing Prefecture within its territory, governing Nanchong, Xichong counties, Pengzhou, Yingshan, and Yilong counties. Baoning Prefecture governs one prefecture and six counties including Langzhong and Nanbu.

The morning of Nanchong people usually starts with a bowl of noodles.

The white rice noodles are passed through boiling water, topped with sauce, a spoonful of red oil, a spoonful of coriander, some chopped green onions, and a dried oil stick, and it’s a prosperous new day.

In the east of Anping Village, there is a low table and three benches.

Wang Daoxuan took one, drank a mouthful of rice noodles, took a bite of the pot cake, and thought it was not tasty enough, so he poured some vinegar from Baoning Prefecture on it and ate while sweating profusely.

Next to him, Wu Ba was too big to fit on the small stool, so he simply sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a large clay bowl and slurping water into his mouth.

The old man squatting at the door smoking a pipe was dumbfounded, "Oh, this kid has a good appetite, old woman, go get him some more Guokui!"

Opposite Wang Daoxuan, there was also a man sitting.

He was of strong build, wearing a black military robe, bamboo leather armor, a powerful crossbow and a long spear placed aside, and a few lucky coins bestowed by the Heavenly Official on his chest leather armor, dressed like a typical monster hunter.

There was also a bowl of rice noodles on the man's table.

The food looked delicious, but he had no intention of tasting it. He looked at Wu Ba who was eating fiercely opposite him, then looked at Wang Daoxuan, with a hint of pleading in his voice, "Master Dao, please be kind and help us with this matter."

Wang Daoxuan ignored him and ate the rice noodles and even drank the soup. Then he wiped his mouth and said, "Tell me, how can I help you?"

"I told you, something is wrong with that village, we need to make a long-term plan, but you guys took the reward money and went to do the work without my knowledge."

"Now that people are trapped inside, I don't have the ability to do it."

"You are joking, Master."

The man continued to smile and said, "You are the Rooster. Nowadays, when anyone mentions you on the Nanchong Road, they will give you a thumbs up."

"Hey, that's all."

Wang Daoxuan pretended to be embarrassed, "I can give it a try, but whether I can save them depends on their fate, so don't blame me."

The man quickly cupped his hands and said, "Master, if you are willing to help, it is a favor. If you really can't save them, then this is their fate."

Wang Daoxuan nodded and was about to stand up when he suddenly spotted a falcon flying in the distance. He said, "Wait here first. I'll be back soon."

After saying this, he strode into the second floor of the villager's rented stilt house, opened the window, and let the falcon fly in.

The man below saw this and immediately became thoughtful.

The name of "Youji" first came from Chongqing Prefecture.

Because Li Yan's reputation was too great before, it overshadowed the brilliance of others. Therefore, when Wang Daoxuan came to Nanchong and dressed up like a Yin-Yang master, no one connected him with Li Yan.

Wang Daoxuan, now a Taoist, has reached the third level, which is the pinnacle that mortals can achieve. In addition, he is proficient in feng shui, warding off disasters, setting up altars and casting spells, and he quickly made a name for himself.

Once when provoked, Wu Ba took action directly. If Wang Daoxuan had not stopped him in time, he would have almost torn to pieces an old martial arts master in Nanchong.

Wang Daoxuan didn't want to reveal his real name, so he gave Wu Ba the nickname "Ugly Ox".

Chou is the knot, the Yang energy is above and has not yet descended.

Niu is usually honest and capable, but when he gets angry, no one can stop him, which is very consistent with Wu Ba's personality.

In the Nanchong Xuanmen Taoism, many people speculate that there are twelve in total, like "酉鸡" and "丑牛".

Since then, the legend of the "Twelve Yuanchen" began to appear.

The falcon flew to the second floor of the inn in Lidong. The monster hunter naturally saw it and became more certain of his guess.

He turned his head to look at Wu Ba who was eating and drinking with big mouthfuls, and couldn't help but feel curious. "Rooster" and "Ox" were already so powerful, so who were the rest?

Of course, he wouldn't break the taboo and ask random questions.

And I don’t have that intention.

In Nanchong, zombies have frequently appeared in recent years.

They were trying to make a living by following Wang Daoxuan, but because of their greed, they took on jobs that Wang Daoxuan did not allow them to do, and as a result, something went wrong.

Right now, rescuing people is of utmost importance.

In the room on the second floor, Wang Daoxuan took the secret letter, checked it, and then frowned, thinking: Lord Jiangshen has been reincarnated, is it related to those Dragon Worshipers...

If this is true, then we cannot confront him easily.

It is still mainly to collect intelligence from the side.

With a plan in mind, Wang Daoxuan immediately picked up his brush and wrote about the situation on his side, then put the copper tube into his arms.

After releasing the falcon, he went downstairs carefreely.

"Let's go."

"Thank you, Master Dao. I will take you to the village right away."

"Who said we were going to the village?"

Wang Daoxuan glanced at them calmly and said, "You are also stupid. You don't even know you are being used by others."

"Let's go find the real boss directly!"

(End of this chapter)