From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 102: Immortals Are Not Immortals
Li Yang followed the village chief and villagers to the foot of Nanshan Mountain.

Looking at the mountain fog rising again, the village chief's expression changed. The man in his forties or fifties actually spoke with a crying tone.

"Damn it, why is there fog in Nanshan again!"

Seeing the fog spreading, the other villagers stopped immediately and talked about it but did not dare to go into the mountain.

"Village Chief, did that girl Ziyao really go into the mountains?"

"Eighty percent of it is true." The village chief nodded in despair, and the surrounding villagers were in an uproar.

"It's not over yet. Except for the kid from the Chen family, no one came out alive from the fog."

"What should I do? There's no hope for this."

"Village chief, you too, why didn't you pay attention to the baby? Ziyao has been dancing since she was a child."

There was a lot of chatter all around, and the village chief's brain seemed to explode. He lost all his strength and fell to the ground.

"Let's find a Taoist priest. This mountain is full of monsters. I forgot how many months ago the willow tree was struck by lightning? There are monsters in this mountain."

The elder among the villagers took a puff of his pipe and made a suggestion, and the village chief instantly perked up.

"That's right, find a Taoist priest!" The village chief jumped up as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

But at this critical moment, where did the Taoist priest come from?
The village chief suddenly remembered Li Yang who came with him. Although he looked very young, he was a real Taoist priest.

The village chief looked around at the villagers and found that Li Yang, who had just been in the crowd, had disappeared.

At this time, Li Yang had already circled the mountain almost once, but just like when he first came here yesterday, it was still difficult to get a full view.

He couldn't judge the situation of Zhao Ziyao and the other two. As for Zhao Ziyao, Li Yang still wanted to rescue her.

Moreover, now that the formation is together, it is a good time to obtain the formation inheritance. The more powerful the formation is, the happier Li Yang will be.

If you place this formation at Baiyun Mountain, any Venerable Liu Mai who dares to come will be trapped to death!

This mountain fog appears once every half a month. If you miss it this time, you will have to wait another half a month.

Li Yang stopped beside a flowing stream. In the whole Nanshan, only this mountain stream had a spiritual energy concentration that could reach the passing line of 1.0.

According to mountain records, the original sites of Wutong Bridge and Wutong Temple were also built upstream of this mountain stream.

After thinking for a moment, Li Yang pinched his fingers and chanted the Golden Light Mantra, then went back into the mountain fog.

There was still heavy fog in front of him. Li Yang activated Ziwei Astrology and waded upstream along the stream.

According to the village chief, Zhao Ziyao's godmother is a willow tree in front of Wutong Bridge. If Zhao Ziyao is trapped in the mountains, she should be able to be found by going up the mountain stream.

The further he walked, the weirder it felt to Li Yang. It was different from yesterday when he entered the mountain. This time, as he waded up the mountain stream, he could see the Ziwei Astrology more clearly.

"Sure enough, every formation will leave a way out. This mountain stream is probably the formation's way out!"

Above the mountain stream, in front of the shrine, the three people looked at the rising mountain fog in shock. Zhao Ziyao subconsciously protected her younger brother Chen Hao behind her.

"What should we do now?" Lu Ping and Gong Qi were also a little panicked.

"Hide inside the shrine first!"

Zhao Ziyao shouted, and the three of them immediately hid in the shrine before the mountain fog completely rose.

Seeing Chen Hao standing there in a daze, Zhao Ziyao ran out again and gave Chen Hao a slap.

"Little mouse! What are you daydreaming about! Come in now!"

After saying that, Zhao Ziyao pulled Chen Hao's sleeve and hid inside the shrine.

"Little...rat?" Chen Hao's eyes suddenly became clearer.

"What else should I call you? Have you forgotten that when you were bullied and given nicknames, I helped you fight them off. You said I could call you whatever I wanted with that nickname!"

Zhao Ziyao pouted and pretended to be angry. When Chen Hao wasn't paying attention, she pulled him into the shrine.

As soon as he came in, Zhao Ziyao was furious and slapped him twice: "You are looking for death, so many people have died in this fog, you can be lucky once, how can you be lucky a second time!"

In fact, it didn’t hurt, but Chen Hao still cooperated by covering his forehead.

Yes, little mouse, it has been a long time since anyone called me that... Chen Hao's eyes slowly regained clarity, and his mind recalled the times when Zhao Ziyao wiped his wounds and took him to show off in the village.

Zhao Ziyao is carefree, so she doesn't know what a white moonlight she is in the heart of an inferior and poor high school student. This kind of moonlight even makes Chen Hao's heart full of complicated desires suddenly feel a trace of unbearable shame, tearing a hole in his dark heart.

Chen Hao bit his tongue until it bled. The golden leaf patterns in his eyes overwhelmed his desire again. He hugged his knees and curled up in the corner of the shrine.

"Look, the fog has thinned!"

Looking in the direction of Gong Qi's finger, Zhao Ziyao was pleasantly surprised to find that the fog outside had indeed become much lighter, at least it was no longer pitch dark.

There was no signal on their cell phones, and the three of them were in a dilemma: whether to stay in the shrine or take the risk and go down the mountain.

Zhao Ziyao said that since she could barely see the road clearly, she could just go down the mountain in one go.

The steady Gong Qi immediately objected, saying that since the few people were not feeling unwell, it would be better to wait for rescue.
The two of them had different opinions. At this time, Lu Ping on the side suddenly suggested:

"How about this, Ziyao, you and Chen Hao are both locals and are familiar with the terrain. We can form a team of two, you and Gong Qi, and me and Chen Hao. You and Gong Qi go down the mountain along the stream and have a look. If you succeed in getting out of the mountain, come back to rescue us."

After that, Lu Ping glanced at Chen Hao, who was curled up in the corner, and said, "Brother Chen Hao may have some emotional problems right now. I'll stay and accompany him."

Zhao Ziyao also glanced at Chen Hao, thinking that he had fallen into the mountain fog and had a stress reaction. She secretly regretted her recklessness and let Chen Hao take the risk with her.

Gong Qi still wanted to object, but after Lu Ping's coquettishness, he finally agreed to this plan.

As soon as Zhao Ziyao and Chen Hao left, Lu Ping immediately walked towards Chen Hao with concern.

"Student Chen Hao, are you feeling unwell?"

As soon as Chen Hao raised his head, the perceptive Lu Ping immediately noticed that this high school student had one gold and one purple eye, which looked very mysterious.

"You, is there something wrong with you..." Feeling the girl's fragrance coming from Lu Ping, Chen Hao immediately lowered his head, with blood foam already overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

Lu Ping was overjoyed as her guess was confirmed. She even bent down and made a seductive pose.

"Brother Chen Hao, are you feeling uncomfortable? Tell me, I will help you..."

She had paid attention to the relevant news reports about Nanxi Village, so she naturally knew this model young man who loved helping others.

This kind of innocent high school student who has not yet entered society is very easy to control, and the most important thing is that he has that thing!
Lu Ping's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"It's okay, don't come near me now..." Chen Hao turned around and suppressed the desire in his heart. "This is Sister Zhao's friend. I can't, I absolutely can't do that."

"You can tell me anything you need. I will be sad if you act like this." Lu Ping's newly done manicure was scratching on Chen Hao's back. The unique scent of a young girl almost filled Chen Hao's entire nasal cavity.

"What do you need... Anything is okay?" Chen Hao's voice was suppressed, as if it came out of his throat, dull and hoarse.

I felt something was a little wrong, but the legendary destiny was ahead, the arrow was on the string, and I had to shoot it. Lu Ping gritted her teeth and said:

"Okay, but you have to promise me something later~"

All rationality completely collapsed, and desire surged up again. Chen Hao smiled very ugly. He raised his head and said word by word: "Thank... Thank you, sister."

"But what I want may be a bit too much..."

Chen Hao was still smiling, but his face looked hideous, and there seemed to be a tumor churning under the skin on his face. In Lu Ping's eyes, in just a few seconds, he was completely different from the shy and kind little lamb just now.

Lu Ping fell to the ground.
She remembered what the great man had said:

"Since ancient times, those who know immortal arts are not necessarily immortals..."

The mist outside the shrine began to thicken again.
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In the mountain stream, Li Yang, who had met up with Zhao Ziyao and Gong Qi, waded through the water.

Deep underground in the shrine, a puppet sensed Li Yang's breath, grinned, and released a few blood-red prisms in his hand.

Well, some readers are right. There are too many things I want to express in these chapters, and it seems a bit boring to lay the groundwork for them. But I have already written most of it, so I have no choice but to finish the story.

Tomorrow I will end this storyline and start fighting the Blood Demon.

This copy is about two words: good and evil, desire

Wutongshen accepts offerings from people’s evil thoughts and desires. The old willow tree is the godmother of many children in the village and accepts good wishes.

There is also the choice of Chen Hao, an ordinary high school student, to obtain extraordinary power, and Lu Ping's persistent pursuit of immortal fate is counterproductive.
Now that I write this down, I seem to be a little self-congratulatory.

I have been honest and will definitely change it later
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(End of this chapter)