Day and night tour

Chapter 206 Purple Qi comes from the east
The walls of the Xuejing Temple began to collapse in large sections.

Before the collapse, the first changes came from the eyes.

The eyes on the temple walls were always used for divination in the past. They contained both spirituality and humanity.

At this time, the aura disappears, and humanity dissipates.
Those lively eyes became no different from the reliefs in ordinary Taoist and Buddhist temples, just a bunch of protruding stones.

The eyes were like stones, and cracks began to appear on the temple walls, which then collapsed in sections.

The wall collapsed, and the ancient stone well in the temple began to decay, and the blood water in the well quickly dried up.

"The Blood Well Secret Realm has collapsed."

Zhou Xuan had a bad premonition, but fortunately, this bad feeling was soon replaced by excitement.

When the Blood Well Secret Realm collapsed, a City God Taoist temple was erected in the divinely inspired Scarlet Moon.

When the gate opened, Zhou Xuan saw that the walls of the temple were not only covered with densely packed eyes, but also an empty stone altar.

There are two stone tablets at the entrance of the temple.

Shenqi rolled up the black water, which flowed slowly around the Chenghuang Taoist Temple. It was not aggressive, but instead helped to nourish the temple.

"Two secret realms, now merged into one."

Zhou Xuan originally thought that there would be a second war between Shenqi and Xuejing. But now, not only is there no war, but there is even a feeling of harmony between the two.

"Jingzi has completely entered the divine enlightenment and has his own real temple - Chenghuang Taoist Temple."

There are eyes in the Taoist temple, which represent the ability of divination by the blood well. So what is the function of the newly appeared altar?
"It's very useful anyway."

Zhou Xuan no longer pondered the use of the altar. With a smile on his face, he stood at the gate, welcoming the true fusion of the Blood Well and Divine Revelation.

"We will be a family from now on."

When Zhou Xuan happily welcomed the great fusion, the painter, Gu Ling, Li Chengfeng, and even the master of the temple who had been controlled, were all surprised.

From their perspective, Zhou Xuan was currently surrounded by a blood-colored mist and a blue mist.

The two mists have their own auras. The blue aura has the meaning of God, while the blood-colored aura carries the feeling of a time glacier.

At the beginning, the two kinds of mist alternated and refused to give in to each other. Sometimes the blood mist occupied the outer layer, and sometimes the blue mist occupied the outer layer.

Gradually, the two mists began to merge, you in me and me in you.

This fusion is extremely violent in the initial stage. The fused fog layer is similar to alternating stripes. The first stripe is blood-red, the second stripe is blue, the third stripe is blood-red again, and so on.

But the fusion did not end so violently. The two colors infiltrated each other and actually merged into a new color - purple.

Zhou Xuan——Purple Air Coming from the East.

The purple mist formed a new breath of the gods. It was neither the smell of Nuo gods nor the feeling of the glacier of time. A brand new breath of the gods suddenly emerged.

The painter, Gu Ling and others were all stunned.

Throughout the history of Jing State, there have only been nine gods. Now that there is a new god, does it mean that Zhou Xuan is the tenth god?

"Should... shouldn't count." The painter pondered carefully, "The reason why the gods are called gods is because they have mastered a complete law. Before Zhou Xuan has mastered a new and complete law, no matter how powerful his divine aura is, he is not considered the tenth god."

Gu Ling and Li Chengfeng didn't think as much as the painter. They didn't care about any rules. They just had one thought in their minds - the young master was amazing and smart.

We have already established contact with Mr. Xiao when he was still a fledgling.

When the young master has woven his feathered robe and flapped his wings to fly, we will be the heroes who protect the way.

"We are not gods, but we can witness the growth of gods, which is enough to be written about in history."

Li Chengfeng thought of the great disciple of the "Ancient Buddha" - Master Lunzang.

Master Lunzang composed the first Buddhist scripture in Jingguo, "The Wheel-Turning Sutra", and also established the earliest Buddhist sect - Snow Mountain Ancient Buddhism, to practice the ancient Buddhist scriptures.

Although Master Lunzang did not ascend to heaven later, none of the gods in heaven dared to provoke him, and he had many disciples.

The incense offered by his disciples every day and the Buddha's aura he received from serving the ancient Buddha day and night made Master Lunzang the longest-lived person in the history of Jingguo.

He lived for 431 years before passing away at the top of a snowy mountain.

"What's so great about Master Lunzang? He has no talent for cultivation, and he's not very smart. He's just the first lucky guy to discover the ancient Buddha, and then he compiled the ancient Buddha's whispers into the "Wheel-turning Sutra".

Just by doing such a simple little thing, he became the first disciple of the ancient Buddha. His name spread far and wide, and even after thousands of years, his fame still lasts.

Most importantly... he has a long life ahead of him."

When Li Chengfeng thought of the number "four hundred and thirty-one", his eyes turned purple with envy.

"If the young master is also a figure like the ancient Buddha, with my intelligence, isn't he better than that Master Lunzang?"

I want incense, fame, status, and a lifespan of more than 400 years.

Gu Ling's goal is not as far as Li Chengfeng's. What's the point of living so long? To be an old monster?

She is a person who lives for the moment. Although she is old, she loves to show up in public, sing at the Metropolitan Opera House, and enjoy the sense of accomplishment of being supported by fans.
For someone like her, the benefits of three or four years far outweigh the fame that will last for generations and the illusory life span.

She only hoped that she could reach the seventh incense stick, or even the eighth incense stick, faster. Those who disliked her and cursed her, such as the painful scholar, could be killed without saying a word, so that she could have peace of mind.

She also believed that Zhou Xuan would be able to help her reach Qizhuxiang quickly.

"When the young master borrowed books from the library, he was definitely not interested in the content of the books. As for what his deeper meaning was, I don't know, but the method to awaken the God's Fire must have been found in the borrowed books.

Since the Heavenly Fire can be awakened, helping me find a way to quickly raise the Seven Incenses, wouldn't that be a piece of cake for you, young master?"

Gu Ling guessed the process perfectly, but guessed the result wrong.

She and Li Chengfeng had their own hopes, so they both moved closer to Zhou Xuan, with a sense of protecting him.

But at this time, there was no need for protection. The master of the temple was under control, the suffering scholar was frozen, and the old knife-holder was beaten into a cripple. The hunt had ended successfully.

"Zhou Xuan, I lost. I didn't take you seriously in advance, so you became the thorn that nailed me to death. Come... kill me."

After seeing Zhou Xuan's "Purple Air Coming from the East" with his own eyes, the temple master's mental state returned to normal.

He now fully understands that the "Fire of God" cannot suppress Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan's purple energy can be regarded as the fire of the tenth god. Comparing the fire intensity, it is hard to say who is stronger, him or the "God of Pain and Disaster".

"Kill me." The abbot was determined to die and urged Zhou Xuan again.

"Want to die comfortably? You're dreaming."

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"When we get back to the store, I'll teach you and your cheap dad a lesson," Zhou Xuan said.

The old knife holder, the temple master, and the scholar of pain are all alive now. They have not been used as sacrifices to be swallowed by the blood well. It is not because Zhou Xuan is soft-hearted. On the contrary, he wants these people to be alive and suffer a punishment that is more severe than the torture in hell...

At this time, Zhou Xuan walked up to the master of the temple and used the hand of the Nuo god to reach into his secret realm in order to destroy his incense.

The reason why he didn't use it at the beginning, but let Xuejing imprison him, was because the incense of six sticks could not be broken with Zhou Xuan's current strength.

The last time he broke Lu Yusheng's incense sticks, he did it with great difficulty. He only broke five incense sticks, not even five.

But after the purple air came from the east, Zhou Xuan had the confidence to cut off their incense. He reached into the master's secret realm with his right hand and touched the incense that was only one step away from the seven incense sticks.

Zhou Xuan did not break it directly. Instead, purple air emanated from his right hand, and the mist enveloped the temple master's incense.

There is a "time" of blood in the purple air, which is corroding the incense itself very quickly.

Everything has a lifespan, even a stone wall. As time goes by, after thousands or even millions of years, the stone will become like loose sand and will collapse with a slight touch.

The purple air is like this. Within the range it covers, it makes time evolve for a thousand years in an instant of real time. Although the incense sticks that are close to seven incense sticks are strong, after a thousand years, the internal vitality has been removed.

After Zhou Xuan waited for "time" to corrode for several moments, he loosened his hand from the incense and snapped his fingers, with a "pop".

The incense smoke shattered like fine sand.

"My incense! My incense!"

The master howled in pain,

People who go to the underworld to worship gods attach great importance to incense. Each layer of incense is the result of many years of time and hard work. Now that it has been shattered by Zhou Xuan's finger, the temple master feels more miserable than dying.

Then, Zhou Xuan followed the same method and abolished the incense of the suffering scholar and the old knife-holder one by one.

The three of them may still have some talents without incense, such as the Scholar of Pain. Their ability to "regenerate flesh and blood" is still there, but they can no longer use the methods of incense.

At this point, Zhou Xuan clasped his fists towards the painter, Gu Ling, and Li Chengfeng, and said, "I, Zhou Xuan, will never forget the favor you have done me today. If you have any troubles or doubts in the future, you can come to me."

After saying that, Zhou Xuan carried the temple master in one hand, and Lu Mingkun carried the Scholar of Pain and Old Knife Handler who were unsealed from the glacier of time, and walked towards the door.

As soon as the two men went out, cracks appeared on the ground in the big house, and large chunks of floorboards fell to the ground, revealing a "Taoist temple" underground.

"The Scholar of Pain is really good to his godson."

Li Chengfeng saw three words written on the horizontal plaque of the underground Taoist temple - Zhaxing Temple.

"Zhaxing" is a White Walker from two hundred years ago. He once fell in love with the Great Buddha "Seven Leaves Venerable" of the Seven Leaves Temple and gave birth to an heir. Then the Seven Leaves Venerable was deprived of his position and died, and Zhaxing was also executed.

——This is a secret that only Zhou Xuan knew.

The painter and others only knew that this Taoist temple was hard to come by.

"The Taoist temple, spells, and instruments of Zhaxing have been lost for two hundred years, but they were found by the great scholar of suffering. He must have spent a lot of money on them."

The painter commented.

"Zhexing is a Taoist ghost. It is said that the Zhexing spell has many magical powers. The Taoist temple where she practiced hard during her lifetime has many inscriptions of enlightenment. The master of the temple will naturally achieve twice the result with half the effort if he practices hard in this temple."

Gu Ling said this, turned her head to look at the painter, and said, "What should we do with this Taoist temple?"

"There are so many things that are worrying me, and the Taoist temple is the worst. The temple master has been taken away. The City God has lost his temple master, and the God of the Parade has lost its God of the Sun. It is very important to find someone to fill this position."

The painter just remembered that a new king of the stele had just been replaced a few days ago... uh... the change of the king of the stele was also the trouble caused by Zhou Xuan.

"Gu Ling, do you think there is hope for Brother Zhou to become the abbot?"

The painter suddenly came up with a slightly absurd idea, but after careful consideration, it was not that absurd.

The three heads of the City God, Guanzhu, Qingfeng and Beiwang, are named after the Dharma bodies of the "City God Temple" who inherited "Shuiyong".

The Dharmakaya is divided into three parts: the City God Taoist Temple, the Qingfeng Temple, and the stone tablet at the gate.
Now, the Chenghuang Taoist Temple, which represents the "Master of the Temple", has been swallowed up by Zhou Xuan's blood well. No one can inherit this part of the Dharma body except Zhou Xuan.

Therefore, it makes sense for Zhou Xuan to take on the position of "Master of the Temple".

"Old painting, if this is the case, the young master will inherit not only the title of the master of the temple, but also the title of the king of the stele."

"……"painter.

"The body of the Monument King was also swallowed by the blood well." Li Chengfeng said.

"It was him who beheaded Zhijiaxiang, it was him who was the King of Steles, it was him who was the master of the temple, it was him who awakened the gods... What other funny things can this naughty boy do that I don't know about?" The painter's patience had reached its limit and he was very crazy.

……

The old knife-holder, the great scholar of pain, and the temple master were thrown by Zhou Xuan on the back of the Macon car and transported back to the Zhou family's cleaning shop under the supervision of Lv Mingkun.

In the store, Zhou Xuan asked Xiao Fuzi to buy iron chains and iron palms.

"The iron chain should be the kind used to lock up fierce dogs; the iron paw should be the size of a palm."

"Master, why are you buying these?"

Xiao Fuzi asked.

Zhou Xuan glanced at the three people on the ground and said coldly, "It will take two or three days to raise a dog."

……

After Xiao Fuzi came back after buying the materials, Zhou Xuan went to the old painting studio.

The dormitory is divided into the first and second floors, with many empty rooms.

"Landlord Zhou."

Taoist Zhao Wuya, who was seeking dragons, greeted Zhou Xuan.

He and Yun Ziliang were cleaning the room and putting new furniture in place.

Seeing Zhou Xuan holding the iron chain and iron palm, Yun Ziliang asked: "Lin Xia's matter was settled so quickly?"

"Half of the work has been done. The three dogs have been caught. The rest is to figure out a way to torture them."

Zhou Xuan went up to the second floor and nailed an iron palm on the wall of an empty room. The long nail, nearly as thick as a little finger, pierced through the iron palm and was nailed into the wall.

Yun Ziliang asked: "Xiao Zhou, have you thought of a way to torture people?"

"No." Zhou Xuan said.

Torturing people is also an art, which requires a lot of imagination.

"Then you can learn from Lao Wu."

Inside Lu Mingkun's heart, there lives a "perverted artist". It's very reliable to learn how to torture people from him.

"Then I want to learn." Zhou Xuan said to Yun Ziliang while hammering the nails, "Torturing those three dogs is not the ultimate goal. I still have to torture some real information out of them."

"What is it?" Yun Ziliang asked.

"The Kidnapper's Secret."

Zhou Xuan raised two fingers and said, "There are three leaders of the City God, two of whom have been corrupted by the kidnapper. Do you think this kidnapper is evil?
For a gang that relies on picking bones, blood, skin and meat to be able to grow so big, there must be something fishy going on. "

"You have to ask."

Yun Ziliang only knew that kidnappers’ infiltration was powerful before, but he didn’t expect it to be so powerful.

He was thinking about it, when suddenly he realized something was wrong and asked Zhou Xuan, "What kind of opportunity did you encounter? I can sense the aura of a strange god in your body."

ps: Brothers, today I can only write more than 4,000 words. I have had a fever since yesterday morning, and my head hurts. I will write more after I recover. Xoxo.

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