Pure Yang!

Chapter 198 The Three Corpses Taoist in Troubled Times! One Man, One Dog, and One Taoist Child
On a lonely night, the moon is like the eyes of a fox, looking at the world indifferently.

At that time, the Central Plains suffered, the people were in distress, the war spread across the land of Kyushu, human lives were worthless, and people were in constant fear.

Outside the dilapidated temple in the wilderness, a jackdaw stood alone on a branch, its scarlet eyes searching for carrion in the darkness.

These days, the most abundant thing is randomly discarded corpses. Bones are lying on the roadside, with no one to collect them, not even fat crows.

Under the cold moonlight, the dilapidated temple looks even more desolate.

This is an age of declining faith. The gods and Buddhas high above seem unable to see the suffering and war in the world, and the cries of all living beings are unable to reach the heavens.

"Hehe, the meat tickets this time are all very good..."

Deep inside the temple, in a dilapidated meditation room, a sinister laugh rang out in the darkness.

Under the dim candlelight, a group of dark shadows huddled in the corner. There were men, women, and children. Their eyes looked like frightened little animals, full of fear and helplessness.

"Not bad, not bad. These males are quite strong. If they are sold to Southeast Asia, they will be top-quality laborers. One can be sold for ten dollars..."

A burly man with a scar on his face showed a satisfied smile, swept his cold eyes over the group of hostages, and intentionally or unintentionally showed the Mauser pistol on his waist.

These days, even temples have become bandit strongholds and hotbeds of crime.

"Pick out the best ones from these women, wash them clean, and let our brothers taste them first, then send them to Bao Mama in the city." There was an obscene gleam in the eyes of the scarred man.

"Don't worry, boss. I will pick out two of the best and tenderest ones and send them to your room." A skinny bandit grinned at the side.

Upon hearing this, the scarred man smiled with satisfaction, and then said in a deep voice: "Don't let the madam lower the price this time. Fifteen dollars a head, bring the person back to me if you are short of a dollar."

"Understood." The skinny bandit understood.

"Boss, what should we do with the few old and weak ones?" A one-eyed man nearby, holding the gun at his waist, looked at the hostages huddled together in the corner.

"It was delivered to the restaurant of the third in command. He happened to be short of meat and rice." said the man with the scar indifferently.

These days, human life is cheaper than grass, and food is sometimes more precious than gold. When man-made disasters meet natural calamities, the roads are filled with people fleeing famine and starving to death.

In some places, people are rounded up and the meat is called rice, also known as meat rice.

"Those who are old and ugly... I guess Bao's mother wouldn't want them. Drag them to the town and let those poor guys pile up on them. Only a big one can make them a man." The scarred man grinned.

There are a lot of old bachelors in this town who can't find wives. As long as a man is older, he can line up, use his strength, and plow the women. Why not?
As for those women, when they are almost out of breath, drag them to the restaurant of the Third Boss, and you can use them twice.

This ticket brought in at least several hundred dollars.

"What is a human pyramid?"

At this moment, a cold voice came from the corner and echoed in the cold and dilapidated house.

"Huh!?" The scarred man raised his eyebrows and looked over.

No "hostage" ever dared to utter a word in front of him, and they were all terrified.

call……

At almost the same time, the "hostages" around them scattered and looked in the same direction with some fear, as if they were drawing boundaries for fear of being implicated.

The next moment, under the dim light, a young man sitting alone in the corner appeared in everyone's sight.

The young man was dressed in cloth, wearing a pudding, barefoot, unshaven, and unkempt, but his eyes were particularly bright in the flickering firelight.

"Tsk tsk, I've been in the outlaw world and kidnapped so many hostages, but this is the first time I dare to make a sound." The scarred man grinned and chuckled, subconsciously touching the Mauser pistol on his waist.

"You haven't answered me yet, what does it mean to stack people?"

As soon as these words came out, all the bandits laughed at each other. The skinny bandit couldn't help but said, "If you can afford it, you can also line up behind us brothers and stack up..."

"Boy, what are you yelling about? Isn't life boring enough for you?" The one-eyed bandit said coldly with a fierce light in his only remaining eye.

After he finished speaking, the young man shook his head, sat there without getting up, and moved his fingers slightly.

"Everything will return to dust!"

A soft whisper was heard, spreading out like ripples in the water.

hum...

Inside the dilapidated house, a strange wind suddenly blew up, extinguishing the flickering candlelight. The wind did not dissipate, swirling around on the ground, carrying dust with it...

The three bandits stood there, their expressions gradually solidified, as if frozen in time, their skin shrank and wrinkled at a speed visible to the naked eye, like air-dried bacon, and their blood seemed to evaporate in an instant...

Under the dim moonlight, a series of terrified eyes suddenly trembled, and uttered wailing sounds of fear.

"I am the Taoist Sanshi." The young man spoke softly, as if answering the question just asked by the bandit.

Compared with the memory of the Three Corpses Taoist Priest Zhang Fan saw the last time he peeked at the Three Corpses Yuandan, this time it seemed that he had left Longhu Mountain for many years. His childishness was gone, his eyes revealed the vicissitudes of time, and his every move and gesture showed the demeanor of a master.

"Monster...monster..."

At this moment, in the corner, the dark group of figures finally couldn't stand the horror before their eyes and gave a trembling cry.

Bang...bang...bang...

At the same time, several gunshots were heard, and in another room, the fire died out in an instant, and the night returned to silence.

Then the door opened and a big black dog came in staggeringly with a human hand in its mouth.

"Hehe, a soul without human flavor just tastes a little less flavorful."

The big black dog raised his head, looked at the Taoist priest Sanshi, put down his hand, and licked the corner of his mouth.

"In this chaotic world, those people are no different from evil spirits." Taoist Sanshi said indifferently.

"You go."

As soon as he finished speaking, those hostages in the corner looked at each other in bewilderment, and no one dared to move.

"If you don't leave now, it will eat people." Taoist Sanshi said casually.

As soon as the words fell, those hostages rushed out of the shabby house and fled the dilapidated temple like people going to a funeral. They looked so angry that they only wished their parents had not given them two more legs.

"Um!?"

Taoist Sanshi caught a glimpse of three or five people who had not left the corner. They were the old, weak, sick and disabled people mentioned by the bandits just now, poor people who were originally supposed to be sent to be used as meat and rice to make human pyramids.

"Don't... don't eat us..."

A thin and pale woman said tremblingly, her eye whites were slightly yellow, her skin was bloodless, and her breathing was extremely heavy.

"Born in such a chaotic world, there is no difference between humans and ghosts."

The Taoist Sanshi had a blank expression on his face. He raised his hand, and the old, weak, sick and disabled fell down one after another, and their souls fell into his palm.

call……

There was not a single ripple in the Taoist Sanshi's deep eyes. He breathed gently, and streams of his spirit rose like pure air and entered his mouth and nose.

“Tsk tsk… your method of collecting and replenishing the primordial spirit has become more and more perfect… you abandoned the method of the three corpses shining on life, broke through the realm and started over, and you are actually so powerful?”

The big black dog stuck out its tongue, and there was a special gleam in its scarlet eyes.

Such a chaotic world is a purgatory on earth and a breeding ground for demons.

He depended on the Three Corpses Taoist for survival, and wandered around in this hell of Yama. He saw and experienced a lot.

"Calamity is the elixir of life... Perhaps only in such a chaotic world can a truly great monster be nurtured and a true immortal god be produced..." the Three Corpses Taoist murmured softly.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"

At this moment, a Taoist chant rang out, as bright as the moon and as rolling as the wind, echoing in the long night.

"Um!?"

The Taoist priest Sanshi raised his eyes and walked out of the shabby house with the big black dog.

In front of the deserted temple, a middle-aged Taoist priest walked in the moonlight, his wide robe fluttering in the wind. His leisurely gaze, brighter than the moon, fell on the Three Corpses Taoist priest.

"I didn't expect to meet a fellow Taoist in a lonely temple in the wilderness." The middle-aged Taoist bowed his head and whispered.

"Taoist, I'm afraid you and I are not of the same faith."

The Taoist monk Sanshi whispered, "In such a chaotic world, where can we find people of the same path as us? However, how many people can we find to walk with us through the struggles in the mortal world and the tribulations in this purgatory?"
"Those bandits deserved to be killed, but the old, weak, sick and disabled are innocent. Why must you be so cruel and let them be killed in vain?" The middle-aged Taoist bowed his head and whispered.

People in the Taoist sect naturally don't care about mercy, nor do they care about laying down the butcher knife. If someone deserves to die, then he must die.

But innocent people should have a chance to live. "In troubled times, there is no such thing as innocence. Sometimes death is better than life..."

"is it?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest's eyes narrowed slightly and fell on the big black dog next to him.

"The people in the Taoist sect are colluding with demons, no wonder they would say such lies."

"Your life is life, its life is also life, they are born and raised by nature, so how can there be no noble or humble, high or low, good or evil?" said the Three Corpses Taoist indifferently.

"What a clever idea!" The middle-aged Taoist's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but praise.

"So... what about collecting and replenishing the soul?!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest suddenly changed the subject and his gaze became icy cold.

"Taoist, which sect are you from? You have followed me all the way." The Taoist Sanshi said indifferently.

"The inaction demon..."

The middle-aged Taoist priest shouted softly, his robes rustling, arcs of light flashed between his crossed fingers, and the sound of explosions exploded in the air.

"Five Thunders Righteousness!?"

Rumble…

Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged Taoist priest started to kill. His body rose up and turned into an afterimage, appearing in front of the Taoist priest Sanshi. Thunder roared, and the killing power suddenly appeared, covering the Taoist priest Sanshi's soul.

call……

At this moment, the Taoist Sanshi pointed into the air, and the crushed moonlight actually evolved into a strange talisman. His figure under the talisman was like a flower in the mirror or the moon in the water, slowly dispersing.

boom……

The thunder missed, and the ground where the middle-aged Taoist priest was standing suddenly exploded, revealing a huge deep pit.

With such power, it is obvious that this person has already achieved great success in the [Five Thunders Method].

However, at this moment, his face was filled with shock. He was not shocked that the Taoist Sanshi was able to dodge his magic, but was shocked by the talisman just now...

"Mirror Moon Talisman, Longhu Mountain... Are you from the Zhang family?" The middle-aged Taoist's eyes trembled, and he looked at the figure that slowly reappeared under the moonlight with an expression of disbelief.

The useless demon who was replenishing the primordial spirit could actually use the talismans of the Zhang family of Longhu Mountain.

The Mirror Moon Talisman is a talisman recorded in the Heavenly Master's Talisman. Only members of the Zhang family can learn the true teachings.

The wonderful awareness of emptiness just now has already brought me to the samadhi.

"You can ask about your next reincarnation."

The Taoist priest Sanshi stood barefoot, his eyes as deep as a freezing abyss. He whispered a word, and the moonlight behind him gradually shattered. The ground beneath his feet turned into scorched earth, which continued to radiate around him.

“Is this… an exterior scene!?”

The middle-aged Taoist's expression suddenly changed, his trembling face revealed deep fear. He looked around and found that his soul had unknowingly fallen into the external scene.

The place where they stood was completely scorched earth, with flames constantly gushing out from the cracked ground. Countless wronged souls were screaming, and countless corpses were floating around...

This place seems to be the underworld, the purgatory.

"Five Hells...you...you actually practiced the Five Hells method?" Deep shock and fear finally welled up in the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist priest.

There is a saying in Taoism about the Five Hells. It is said that whoever can pass through the Five Hells can ascend to heaven and become an immortal.

However, to pass through one hell is like killing one body, and to pass through five hells is like killing five bodies.

This is a legendary Taoist method, and it only exists in legends.

The middle-aged Taoist priest never dreamed that the young man in front of him would actually go through the Five Hells! ?
"I am constantly being refined in the Five Hells. Who is the immortal and who is the god?!"

The Taoist priest Sanshi whispered in a low voice. He walked in the scorched earth purgatory, surrounded by inhuman creatures, glorious and nameless, and the terrifying atmosphere covered the sky.

……

At night, the Taoist priest Sanshi sat in front of the dilapidated temple, watching the full moon set in the west.

Not far away, the Taoist priest's body was hung on a dead tree, left to be pecked by crows.

At this moment, a big black dog came from the dense forest in the distance, holding a little Taoist boy in its mouth. The boy looked to be about seven or eight years old, with fair skin and baby fat on his face even in such a chaotic world. It was obvious that he had good food.

"Hey, there's another little fish."

The big black dog grinned, opened his teeth, and threw the little Taoist boy to the ground.

"What's your name? Which mountain gate do you practice in?" asked the Taoist Sanshi.

"Hmph!" The little Taoist boy crossed his hands in front of his chest, snorted coldly, and turned his head away.

"Don't ask, he's just a little mute and can't speak." The big black dog drooled.

"Your people have followed me from Xijiang Province. There must be more than just this group of people." Taoist Sanshi stared at the young Taoist boy and said lightly.

"Humph!"

The little Taoist boy hummed and turned his head away.

"Take him with you. I want to see who this expert is." Taoist Sanshi whispered.

"Bringing such a little mute with you?" The big black dog wagged its tail, with a fierce look in its eyes, looking a little resentful.

Light and shadow rotate, and the seasons change.

One man, one dog and one Taoist boy traveled all the way south, crossing mountains and provinces, and it took them more than half a year.

The little mute was laughed at and bullied by the big black dog all the way. The Taoist Sanshi stayed out of it. He had saved people and killed people. It had nothing to do with good or evil. Everything was done as he pleased. It was just his experience in the world.

Occasionally I would bend over to write a letter and call a big bird to mail it, but I had no idea who I was writing to or who I was sending it to.

The little Taoist boy occasionally saw the Three Corpses Taoist looking at the north in a daze, staring there for a long time.

He tried to escape several times, but no matter how hard he tried, he was always caught by the Taoist Three Corpses. The running and catching was like a cat playing with a mouse, which added to the fun of the journey.

Over the past half year, they have traveled across half of China. At this age, life and death seem to have become ordinary and dull.

On this day, a man, a dog and a Taoist boy finally entered the territory of Jiangnan Province. After walking another two hundred miles, they arrived at the ancient Jiangning, which would later become Yujing City.

Late at night.

Deep in the desolate mountains, the Taoist priest Sanshi was sitting cross-legged on a large bluestone. Suddenly, his eyebrows twitched, his black hair stood on end, his soul left his spirit platform, his breath became wild, as if he had suffered a great catastrophe, and became extremely weak.

"Oh no... The three corpses are watching over my life, a catastrophe is bound to come... It's really terrible, there's no way to escape..."

The big black dog grinned, looking extremely nervous, his hair standing on end and his eyes gleaming with ferocity as he stood guard beside the Three Corpses Taoist Priest.

boom……

At this moment, a terrifying force came with such force that it kicked him away.

The big black dog let out a scream, fell heavily to the ground, looked up, and was stunned.

"Little mute!?"

"The Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, the fundamental root of Wan Qi. Cultivate for thousands of kalpas and prove my magical powers..."

A soft whisper rang out, and the mysterious sound of a secret mantra shook the empty mountain. The big black dog's eyes widened, he simply couldn't believe it.

For more than half a year, this little devil has been able to endure this. He has the means but keeps silent about it, and he hasn't even uttered a word.

"Golden Light Spell!?"

The little mute who was bullied by him all the way, the little Taoist boy who was only seven or eight years old, actually used the Golden Light Curse, one of the Eight Great Taoist Curses! ?
Under the cold moonlight, golden divine light flowed like an endless tide, entwining around the little Taoist boy, making his aura become extraordinarily terrifying.

"Little mute, you..."

"You are the dumb one, your whole family is dumb..."

At this moment, the little Taoist boy started cursing. He had been enduring all the way and finally seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He was going to take advantage of the situation and act arrogantly.

"If I peel off your dog skin and make a hat for you, I won't call you a little mute..."

"The Taoist master's name is Chu Chaoran!!!"

(End of this chapter)