The disaster of the world begins with Dongfang Bubai

Chapter 95: The immortal way values ​​life and saves people without limit (thanks to Yu Qianqiu for the reward)

After a while, the old man and the young man came to the moat of a majestic city.

"The city is eighteen feet and six feet high, nine feet wide at the bottom, and the city wall is eleven miles long. The city wall is made of solid stone. No wonder Xu Xiao was trapped in the city for ten years. After all, the people who defended the city back then were also extraordinary. It seems that they were all cold-hearted people."

"Little Taoist, when you look at Xiangfan City, do you have any other thoughts?" Zhang Fuyao asked softly.

"Old sir, you really worry about the human world. Are you guessing that Xiangfan was originally a big city in Western Chu, and was later conquered by Xu Xiao and incorporated into Liyang? I am the descendant of the royal family of Western Chu, so I came here specifically to convert 100,000 resentful souls."

"Among them, they were even trying to test whether I had any thoughts on restoring my country."

Xi Mingzhang's smile grew stronger, and he shook his head and said:
"No wonder people say scholars have many tricks in their minds. It turns out that they are all inherited from your scholarly ancestors."

Zhang Fuyao did not comment and said:
"The Zhoutian Grand Ceremony is the highest ritual of Taoism. It is only held in the Taoist ancestral temple and the emperor's house. There will be 1,200 altars. Generally, the emperor will hold a ceremony to invite 2,400 saints to descend to the world to pray for blessings and eliminate disasters."

"The emperor held 3,600 universal grand ceremonies to protect the country and the people, and the Zhoutian Grand Ceremony in Xiangfan City was held by the Huang Zi Tianshi of Longhu Mountain, and it was unprecedented in history to hold 36,500 grand ceremonies."

He pointed at the tower called Diaoyutai and said:

"After more than 30,000 Zhoutian Grand Ceremony to liberate the souls of the Nine Netherworlds and exorcise their sins, the 100,000 resentful souls in the city still could not be liberated. The Taoist priest in yellow and purple robes hung a Taoist talisman on the top floor, which read: "The heavenly spirits have all returned to the heavenly spirits, and the earthly spirits should return to the earth." It said that when all the resentful souls in Xiangfan are gone, this talisman will burn out to ashes."

"But after so many years, it still hasn't disappeared. How can the little Taoist priest be so confident that he can solve the Xiangfan situation?"

"Maybe I am not afraid of death but I don't want my life."

Just when Zhang Fuyao was confused after hearing these words, he saw the young Taoist beside him stepping on the sword light transformed from the sword ball, flying up and hanging high in the sky.

"Humanity is insignificant, and the path to immortality is vast."

"Life is precious in the immortal way, and death is precious in the ghost way."

"The way of immortals is always auspicious, while the way of ghosts is always disastrous."

"The Taoist priest is here, and is willing to help Xiangfan resolve his worries."

Xi Mingzhang's gentle and clear voice was like a breeze blowing through the huge city.

"The immortal way values ​​life and saves people without limit. Huang Tian took on the resentment of 100,000 resentful souls in his body in order to save all the resentful souls in Xiangfan."

When everyone in and outside the city heard the voice, they all looked up at the sky at the same time, and saw a young Taoist priest in a yellow robe with sword light under his feet and open his arms.

In the darkness, there suddenly appeared an endless dark and cold black fog, and all kinds of hideous evil spirits and ghosts were looming in the fog. There seemed to be high-pitched and unpleasant strange sounds in the ears, such as a baby crying, a woman screaming, an old woman wailing, a wicked man laughing, and a scholar crying in pain.

Just as the ghost energy was covering the sky like heavy snow, and the people inside and outside the city were also terrified by the sudden abnormality, they saw the young Taoist in the sky saying calmly:

"Having the Dao without the skills will only benefit oneself. Having the skills without the Dao will harm others and yourself. Using the Dao to control the skills will benefit the world. I am here, why don't you come quickly!"

In an instant, the strange sound disappeared, and the ghostly aura surged towards the Taoist like a tide.

Zhang Fuyao stood beside the moat with a frown on his face. He really didn't expect that the little Taoist's words just now would have such meaning. But he couldn't imagine that a person who had no scruples about killing and revenge would act like this.

But if you look carefully, you can see that the little Taoist priest in the sky is really using some unknown secret method to absorb the huge resentment of a hundred thousand resentful souls.

Moreover, at this time, the 100,000 resentful souls have been completely entangled with him. If he acts rashly, the consequences will be unpredictable, and it will completely endanger the hundreds of thousands of people living in Xiangfan City.

This is also the key point that the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain were watching quietly on the city wall.

Within a cup of tea, the ghostly aura in the sky disappeared. Countless illusory ghost shadows bowed to the Taoist priest who was surrounded by the huge ghostly aura in the sky, and then disappeared one after another.

At the same time, the Taoist talisman on the tower spontaneously combusted and turned into dust. After a moment, Xi Mingzhang's ghost energy was absorbed into his body. His eyes were half closed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. It can be seen that he was very happy. Suddenly, a touch of magnificent energy disappeared in an instant.

When he landed on the ground, Zhang Fuyao's eyes fixed:
"You have actually entered the land of immortals!"

Xi Mingzhang said leisurely:

"The current land immortals have lost Hong Xixiang and Huang Longshi, so this rank is left. In addition, I have saved all the resentful souls in Xiangfan, and have gained all the luck and merits. Shouldn't I naturally become an earthly immortal?"

"I knew that a scourge like you would not die so easily." Zhang Fuyao said with a smile:

"And judging from your temperament, you don't seem to be the kind of person who would sacrifice yourself for others, you are just evil. That's why you want to tease an old man like me and say some weird things on purpose."

"I remember that you didn't seem to be afraid of death when you said you didn't want to die. You just scared yourself. Why are you blaming me?"

Just as Xi Mingzhang finished speaking, a Taoist priest wearing an ordinary Taoist robe, hemp shoes, a wooden hairpin in his Taoist bun, and holding a whisk in his hand fell from a high city wall.

"Qi Xianxia from the Heavenly Master's Mansion of Mount Longhu, nice to meet you, fellow Taoist."

Xi Mingzhang stood with his hands behind his back and said with a faint smile:

"The little celestial master from Longhu Mountain is now the sword master of the Taoist sect. It is said that he is the reincarnation of the third generation ancestor of Longhu Mountain. It is said that when Lu Zu divided the Qingdan sword embryo into three, you got one of them, so you are also called Little Lu Zu."

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"You are also a Taoist. The gains from converting the resentful souls of Xiangfan should belong to you. I just have other things to do." Qi Xianxia said slowly:
"At the beginning of my cultivation, I thought that my roots in Taoism were shallow, so I did not seek the Way of Heaven. I only wanted to use the Way of Martial Arts to help the world. This time I came down the mountain for two things. One was to go to Xiangfan and confirm whether the Heavenly Talisman would be burned."

"Then we will go to Wudang to find out whether Hong Xixiang has died. If he is still alive, we will want to confirm whether he can really shoulder the responsibility of the Heavenly Dao."

"From your expression, if Hong Xixiang is not dead, you will probably use the whisk in your hand as a sword to find out the truth. If you fail to kill him, you will think it is true and can shoulder the heaven. If he is dead, it is false and death is not worth regretting."

Xi Mingzhang continued with a smile:

"Now that you have come across me, I want to confirm whether Hong Xixiang has died."

"That's right." Qi Xianxia nodded.

Xi Mingzhang said casually:

"Dead, completely dead, without any residue left. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

Upon hearing this, Qi Xianxia remained silent.

After a long while, he said:
“Although I have been prepared, I still can’t help but have doubts after hearing such a conclusive answer.”

"Which warrior in the world would not be proud to be on par with Lü Dongxuan? It is normal for you to have such doubts. Do you want me to personally send you to see him?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Qi Xianxia's expression froze, and he felt a surge of fierce and violent energy coming towards him, causing his body to stiffen and he couldn't move at all.

"Why are you so angry, little Taoist? You are a terrestrial immortal. If you bully a celestial phenomenon, people will laugh at you if it gets out." As soon as Zhang Fuyao opened his mouth, a mighty aura burst out from his body, which immediately dispersed the creepy aura.

"Bang" sound.

But a red dot appeared between Qi Xianxia's eyebrows. He fell straight to the ground and seemed to be out of breath.

(End of this chapter)