Day and night tour

Chapter 170: Divine Silk Ascension
"The greatest function of the Taoist's Cleansing Wrongs Scroll is to sense the talisman scripture!"

"What does the talisman refer to?"

Zhou Xuan felt that his knowledge of mysticism had increased again.

"The talisman scriptures record the secrets of this world. The methods of ascending to immortality, the origins of the gods, the lost methods of incense and fire cultivation, the laws governing the operation of the world, etc. are all recorded in different talisman scriptures.

The natural creatures of the talisman are good at hiding. They hide in every old book in the streets and alleys, or in the libraries of major scholars. Some people with special talents and good luck can find a glimpse of them.
But if you want to conduct a large-scale search, you still need the Book of Clearing Wrongs.”

The wine-cooking monk said, "The Scroll of Cleansing Wrongs is a talisman scripture in itself, and it is also one of the few talisman scriptures that the heavens have. The talisman scriptures can sense the existence of the talisman scriptures."

"From now on, whenever you pass by a used bookstore or have the opportunity to enter the library of the Scholars' Hall, add your perception to the Wrong-Clearing Scroll, and it will resonate with the Scripture."

The wine-cooking monk looked at the Xiyuan talisman and said, "The talisman scripture you are looking for will be included in this talisman book. I see that there is no talisman scripture in your talisman book, so I know you will not use this talisman book."

Zhou Xuan stroked the talisman for cleansing injustices. He didn’t expect that you would be such a talisman. A true encyclopedia of mysticism!
"Master, there is a pattern in my scroll called Totem Hall! What does this pattern mean?"

“The Scroll of Cleansing Wrongs and Returning to the Palace means returning to the main hall of each major hall. It is not the main hall in reality, but the main hall with the longest inheritance. Maybe those main halls have been lost and turned into unknown places, but as long as the Scroll of Cleansing Wrongs is there, you can always find the main hall and learn the oldest inheritance!”

"In this pattern, there is a word called Tree Clan - what is the Tree Clan?"

"In this world, when chaos first began, there were nine ancestral trees between heaven and earth. Some scholars say that the ancestral trees gave birth to the gods, while others say that the gods attained enlightenment under the ancestral trees. Still others say that the ancestral trees are the gods' followers... In short, the relationship between the gods and the ancestral trees is still untraceable and inconclusive.

But one thing is certain,
The first human beings were blessed by the ancestral tree and lived under its protection.

It’s just that the ancestral tree is almost always asleep, and the people under its protection tend to ignore its existence.

They think they are just a tall and somewhat magical tree.

Therefore, the oldest clans, if their lineage has not been broken, all call themselves the Tree Clan."

“No wonder my sister wanted to protect the ancestral tree. She also said that if the ancestral tree died, many, many people would die.

"The ancestral tree cannot really die!" The wine-cooking monk added, "The ancestral tree will only wither, and after withering, it will sink into an unknown place! But before sinking, it will go crazy and bloodthirsty, and many people will die.

The ancestral tree is lush and peaceful because of the popularity of people, and it will also protect those people. But if the popularity declines, the ancestral tree will go into uncontrollable madness, just like the blood tree in your book of washing away injustices. The branches and leaves in the picture are withered, which means it is the ancestral tree that has sunk into an unknown place. "

"Will it grow back above ground?"

"We need popularity! We need lots and lots of people who love and believe in it passionately!"

Zhou Xuan's knowledge of mysticism was increasing rapidly.

He then asked the wine-cooking monk about the "blood well".

This time, the monk touched his blind spot. He shook his head and said, "I practice Buddhism and Taoism, and I follow the great path of the world. I don't delve too much into some weird and strange things, nor do I hear any secrets about them."

call!
coax!
The blood well in Zhou Xuan's secret realm seemed dissatisfied with the wine-brewing monk's evaluation of it as "a strange and eerie thing". It caused waves in the secret realm, causing it to rumble.

"Jingzi, calm down and don't be impulsive. People are just making objective comments."

Zhou Xuan had been in contact with Xue Jing for such a long time that he tended to agree with what the wine-boiling monk said.

The reason why Xue Jing got so angry might be because - lies don't hurt people, the truth is the sharpest knife?

"Master, you said you practice both Buddhism and Taoism. Can't people in Jing Country who worship gods in the underworld only practice one incense stick?"

"I'm not alone."

The wine-cooking monk raised his hand, and his body split into two people.

One has eyebrows inserted into his temples, and the other has a solemn and dignified appearance.

"I was originally two people. I guess you must have heard the rumors from those evil monks in Qiye Temple, saying that I was once a Taoist priest, but later converted to Buddhism.
But in fact, it's not. "

The wine-cooking monk said, "The Taoist is a Taoist, and the monk is a monk. The Taoist is called Wuliang Taoist, and the monk is called the wine-cooking monk. One of us once studied Taoism in Qingyang Temple, and the other became a monk in Qiye Temple.

That year, we met each other, and I thought, how could we be so similar? We are exactly the same.
I walked to the opposite side of him, and he walked to the opposite side of me. We raised our hands in perfect tacit understanding, and my middle finger met his middle finger. Suddenly, a transparent layer of ice appeared between the two of us for no reason.
Looking at each other through the ice, we were like looking in a mirror. I was the person in his mirror, and he was also the person in my mirror.

We used our hands to break the ice.

The two of us became one!"

"The people in the mirror are each other's reflections, walking in the human world. The call and resonance of the soul will always allow them to meet. Just wait...

Everything has a soul, just waiting for the person in the mirror! "

Zhou Xuan was very excited when he heard this, and said, "Master, maybe I also have a person in the mirror. There is a person diagonally opposite my shop who looks exactly like me. When I see him, it's like looking in a mirror."

"Do you and he have a tacit understanding?"

"We always wear the same clothes... He always wears the same clothes and hats as me."

Zhou Xuan recalled every detail of Mu Hua's life.

“This kind of tacit understanding is not enough.”

The monk who cooked wine said, "Perhaps you two simply look alike. In this world, there are always people who look very similar. Although it is rare, it does exist. If you still have doubts, you can put your middle fingers together with that person. If a layer of ice emerges, you will be the people in the mirror.
If it is really the person in the mirror, and the ice layer is broken, the two of them will become one, and the might of the soul and body will not be as simple as one plus one. "

"Then I'll try it when I get home!"

"go Go!"

The wine-boiling monk talked about this and looked out the window.

Outside the window, it was raining heavily.

"Master, I want to ask one last question. The Taoist you mentioned came from heaven. So, were Taoists born in heaven?"

"I don't know the details. According to the Bone Elders' research on Taoists, Taoists are people with extremely high levels of incense in the world. After death, they are led by several divine threads to become immortals..."

"Thank you for clearing up my doubts, Master. I will come to see you often in the future."

"You'll never see me again."

The wine-cooking monk looked at the rain outside the window and said, "No matter how heavy the rain is, it can't wash away the sins of Qiye Temple over the past two hundred years. Only a fire can burn away the sins!"

At this point, the wine-cooking monk raised his hands, and two incense sticks appeared in front of him. They were his two Buddhist incense sticks.

On a stick of incense, there is a Taoist inscription.
There are Buddhist scriptures on a stick of incense.

The monk ripped open his chest and spilled his blood on the incense.

"With my blood, the incense of Buddhism and Taoism, I will raise a huge fire of heavenly thunder and burn the Seven Leaf Temple to ashes!"

boom!
The two incense sticks immediately turned into two fire dragons. They circled around the tower twice before flying through the wall and soaring into the Qiye Temple. Wherever they passed, there were thunderous sounds and flames.
As long as they are monks, their whole body will be on fire.
As long as it is a pagoda, it will be blazing with flames.
For a time,

Qiye Temple was as bright as day, with fire and screams everywhere.

The wine-cooking monk was also bathed in fire. Zhou Xuan sighed, put his hands together, and chanted: "Amitabha", then clasped his hands together, with his left hand in front and his right hand behind, and chanted in a low voice: "Wulian Tianzun."

After performing the Buddhist and Taoist rituals, Zhou Xuan turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by the wine-cooking monk: "My friend, you helped me out of trouble today! I must repay you with courtesy, but I am a wine-cooking monk and I have nothing, so I will use my soul as a return gift. You can use my soul for the tattoo you are going to make during the second incense stick!
When you need it, just visualize my spirit and soul. If you can use my burning body, you can use it too!"

finished speaking,

The wine-cooking monk tapped at his forehead, and two souls walked out of his body and entered into Zhou Xuan's bones and teeth.

Zhou Xuan looked down and saw an extra character "卍" and a character "委" on the bone tooth.

But the monk who was cooking wine fell backwards.

The most eminent monk of Qiye Temple, who was known as the Eight-Incense Sticks, died at this moment.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"

"Amitabha."

Zhou Xuan chanted the Buddha's name and the Taoist name again. …

The wine-cooking monk's body had been burnt black, but Zhou Xuan did not leave.

His divine inspiration and blood well became violent at the same time.

In the secret realm, the black water representing divine revelation set off a huge wave.

The blood well rose in the black water, and countless eyes on the well wall were staring with extreme desire.

"I can understand Jingzi wanting to use the master's body as a sacrifice, but what is Shenqi making such a fuss about?"

Zhou Xuan looked at the charred body of the wine-cooking monk for a long time, and said with a sigh: "Master, when a whale falls, all things come to life. I'm sorry!"

Although the wine-cooking monk made a promise before his death that he would let Zhou Xuan use his body as long as he needed it.

Zhou Xuan needed to do some psychological preparation to convince himself. Now that the preparation was completed, his right hand spontaneously emitted a blue glow.
The blood well had already begun to devour the charred flesh and skin of the monk who was cooking wine.

The two secret realms took action at the same time...

……

The clouds were gathering and the rain was pouring.

Countless raindrops were falling from the sky, and among the raindrops, there were sixteen white silk threads falling under the sky.

The white silk threads were obscured by the rain and were almost invisible. They hung all the way down to the green tiles of the forbidden pagoda of Qiye Temple.

Then, seemingly without any hindrance, they passed through the tiles, hung down into the tower, and fell onto the body of the monk who was cooking wine.

Sixteen white threads entangled the remaining body of the wine-boiling monk and pulled it upwards.

The pulling speed was extremely fast. In just one or two moments, the remaining body was pulled half a meter high!

Zhou Xuan almost subconsciously raised his hand to grab, but his Nuo God right hand was more aware and took the initiative to grab, using his palm and arm to exert force, and his five fingers clasped the arm of the wine-boiling monk.

"Where did the thread come from?"

Zhou Xuan released his perception and climbed up along the silk thread. After climbing several meters high, Zhou Xuan discovered that the silk thread was actually hanging from the sky.

He remembered what the wine-cooking monk had said not long ago.

"Taoists are people with extremely high levels of incense in the world. After death, they are led by several divine threads to become immortals."

So this is what is called ascending to heaven by pulling a thread!

The gods in heaven took a fancy to the remains of the wine-cooking monk and wanted to take him to heaven to become a "Taoist"!
Zhou Xuan knew that it was the "god from heaven" who had taken a fancy to the wine-cooking monk, but he did not let go.
"The one that the sky has set its eyes on? I don't care where you are from, just grab it from me, you are so beautiful!"

Zhou Xuan clenched his right hand and tried his best to pull the wine-boiling monk, but the force of the sixteen white silk threads was so great that Zhou Xuan felt like he was about to be pulled to heaven.

boom! boom! boom!
Continuous collision sounds rang out in the tower.

Where Zhou Xuan stood was all red.

An ancient well appeared on the ground in the tower, and Zhou Xuan was standing on the wellhead.

The blood well has appeared!

The temptation of the remains of Bazhuxiang is too great. Tian wants it, Zhou Xuan wants it, Shenqi and Xuejing also want it...

The blood in the blood well under Zhou Xuan's feet boiled and turned into two long tentacles that hooked around Zhou Xuan's feet.

Zhou Xuan's feet suddenly seemed to take root, offsetting the force of the sixteen silk threads and standing firmly on the ground.

"Cut the line!"

Zhou Xuan was furious. He held the bone tooth, stretched out his arm, and cut the silk thread. However, he didn't know what the thread was made of, and the bone tooth couldn't cut it.

Seeing that Zhou Xuan had the intention to cut the line, the third blood tentacle stretched out from the blood well again.

The tentacles climbed along Zhou Xuan's body and finally wrapped around the bone fangs, turning the white bone fangs into a bright red dagger.

A powerful and domineering aura was released from the bone teeth.

Zhou Xuan clenched his teeth and chopped at the sixteen threads again.

Wherever the bone teeth passed, all the silk threads were cut, and at the same time they were stained with the breath of the blood well and quickly retracted into the sky.

"I'll leave something for you, otherwise you might miss it." Zhou Xuan stepped on the window and grabbed a handful of the silk thread with his right hand.

The hand of Nuo God cooperated well with Zhou Xuan, releasing a little bit of the breath of the God and sticking it on the silk thread.

The breath of the blood well and the gods was present on the line at the same time.

……

The silk thread was cut and then retracted. Thunder roared in the clouds, as if the sky was angry. How could a person walking on earth dare to snatch the "thing" that the sky had set its eyes on?

"Boom! Boom!"

Several lightning bolts streaked across the night sky, spitting out their tongues towards the forbidden tower like long snakes.

At the same time, the sixteen threads were completely retracted into the clouds.
next moment,
The lightning no longer flashes, the thunder no longer roars,
The wrath above the sky came quickly and went away quickly.

The heavy rain fell much more gently.

The Zhou family's Nuo god, as one of the nine heavenly gods, is still sleeping and is not really dead!

This is a secret that Zhou Lingyi knows. The people above the sky will know it better than Zhou Lingyi...

Fighting for the remains of the wine-cooking monk, since the hand of Nuo God has taken action, it is the instruction of the God of Heaven.

Plus the Blood Well also showed up.

Yuan Buyu said that Bloodwell is very likely the strongest White Walker in the world.

The gods and the strongest white walkers attack at the same time, what can you do above the sky? !
……

The wine-cooking monk's body had been completely swallowed up by the blood well.
Zhou Xuan's Nuo god right hand picked up the bones of the wine-boiling monk one by one. When he held the bones in his hand, they were swallowed by the light blue light.

After the remains of the wine-cooking monk that had lasted for eight incense sticks were divided up, Zhou Xuan felt for the first time that the Shenqi Secret Realm was so full of vitality.

Every time the black water surges up, it does so with great joy.

"I thought only Jingzi was a pervert who was greedy for sacrifices. It turns out that Shenqi, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes... is also greedy for sacrifices."

The huge waves of black water were surging rapidly, as if telling Zhou Xuan not to mention this matter again. It also pounced towards Feiyue in the secret realm, as if it wanted to draw a clear line between itself and the Blood Well.

It is rare for a divine revelation to be joyful, let alone a blood well.

Zhou Xuan was meditating on the Blood Well. When he entered the secret realm of the Blood Well, he saw the eyes on the temple wall. Each of them had a relaxed and lazy look, like lazy people who had eaten and drunk their fill and just wanted to lie down and take a nap.

When they saw Zhou Xuan entering the secret realm, they all closed their eyes, except for one eye that looked at Zhou Xuan.

This is to convey the content of the divination.

Before Zhou Xuan asked, his eyes had already transmitted the question he asked last time about "the secrets of the ancient tattoo tribe" to him in the form of a picture.

Regarding the secret divination of the ancient tribe, Zhou Xuan had only asked what kind of sacrifice was needed some time ago, and Xue Jing's reply at that time was - six incense sticks...

ps: Good brother, I have a serious cold today, so I will post one update first. The second update will be finished tonight and may be posted tomorrow morning.

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