Day and night tour

Chapter 263 The Origin of Feng Shui Formation
Zhou Xuan entered the Nanshan mausoleum again, and Mu Hua's mental torture seemed to be even more severe at this time.

When he arrived, Mu Hua was being pulled by Yun Ziliang and Cui Jie.

But even so, Mu Hua took advantage of the two people's inattention to pull his hands out, grab his hair and tear it randomly.

"Hua Zi, Hua Zi, don't be like this. I really don't blame you for eating my baby."

While Cuijie was trying to persuade Muhua, she tried to hold back the irritable Muhua, while Laoyun was helping out and sighing, and the scene was very noisy.

“Brother Xuan, you pulled me out of the secret realm.”

The speaker was Peng Sheng.

Peng Sheng's soul lives in Zhou Xuan's secret realm.

No one can leave this secret realm without Zhou Xuan's permission.

Seeing Peng Sheng trying to come out, Zhou Xuan reached his right hand into his secret realm, grabbed Peng Sheng, and pulled him out.

As soon as Peng Sheng's spirit appeared, a powerful incense aura filled the entire tomb.
Huang Xi was originally standing next to Yun Ziliang. When she felt her aura rise, she turned her head to look at Peng Sheng. Then she sensed a strong threat and took several steps back as if her body reacted instinctively.

"What a powerful breath."

Huang Xi murmured.

Yun Ziliang also sensed the powerful aura. He turned around and looked at Peng Sheng. He remembered many things after just one glance.

He recalled the scene when he first met Peng Sheng - both of them were young talents, one was the youngest high priest of the Tattoo Tree Clan, and the other was a rare genius in the Xunlong Hall. They stood on the water bridge in the south of the Yangtze River and bowed to each other.

He recalled the scene when he traveled west with Peng Sheng. They had endless topics to talk about and endless experiences in cultivation to share along the way.

Of course, in addition to those beautiful, dim pictures, there are also unbearable past events - all terrifying and bloody memories.

He recalled the extermination of the Canglong Mountain clan, and based on what Zhou Xuan had once said about Pengjia Town, he imagined the tragic scene of Peng Sheng and the Tree Clan being suppressed by Peng Hou.

He and Peng Sheng were both full of joy and happiness as they rode their horses in high spirits, and also indulging themselves in the beauty of nature and mountains and rivers. But in the end, these two once proud young men could only meet again after three hundred years in the form of spirits.

Yun Ziliang had thousands of words in his heart, but in the end, they only turned into one sentence: "Mr. Peng, long time no see."

"Master Yun, I am honored to be here."

Three hundred years ago, we traveled west together.
Peng Sheng called Yun Ziliang "Master Yun" and Yun Ziliang called Peng Sheng "Mr. Peng".

When the old name was mentioned again, both of them burst into tears. Three hundred years of time were crumpled into pieces, then mixed together by memories, and spread out smoothly in the distance between them.

Zhou Xuan had previously been reluctant to let Yun Ziliang get mushy, but now, he quietly watched two people from three hundred years ago reunited today, and his heart was filled with emotion.
Mountains and rivers have changed, the world has changed, but their friendship has never changed.

"Time is so strange, it seems like it doesn't exist."

Yun Ziliang turned around and wiped away the turbid tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve.

Peng Sheng walked behind Mu Hua, squatted down, and looked carefully at the "door" tattoo.

"Mr. Peng, you still have the same habit as before. You always like to squat and look at things." Yun Ziliang was too familiar with this habit of Peng Sheng.

If he wanted to take a closer look at anything that was shorter than him, he would squat down to take a look.

Yun Ziliang once joked that Peng Sheng was young but his eyesight was blurry.

"I always stand and watch. My eyes are shining."

Three hundred years ago, he teased Peng Sheng. Now, seeing Peng Sheng squatting, Yun Ziliang naturally had many feelings.

Peng Sheng just smiled. He was a studious person and once he got into the state of doing something, he would not care about anything else.

As he looked at it, he reached out to touch the "door" tattoo, then closed his eyes and felt it, saying, "In this tattoo, there is human vitality, two forces are entangled."

"What's so strange about this tattoo?"

Zhou Xuan asked.

Peng Sheng stood up and said, "The tattoos of the Tattoo Clan are made of a variety of materials. Some are made of blood, some are made of soul, and some are made of the energy between heaven and earth.

The tattoo on this young man's body is a person who dispersed all his skills and condensed his skills, flesh, blood, and spirit into this "door".
Therefore, in tattoos, there is human vitality.”

When Zhou Xuan heard this, he thought of a person - the Jade Gate High Priest of the Tattoo Ancient Clan, and said: "I have heard that the Jade Gate High Priest of the Ancient Clan came to Dongshi Street to cultivate the Hundred Ghosts Ballad, and then there was no news.

The ancient tribe wanted to find him, but there was no trace of him. Could it be that he turned himself into the tattoo on Muhua's back? "

Zhou Xuan asked.

When Peng Sheng heard this, he asked, "How many incense sticks does the Yumen High Priest you mentioned have?"

"Eight incense sticks." Zhou Xuan said.

Peng Sheng looked at the "door" tattoo again, pointed lightly with his fingertips, and drew a mirror in the air.

Inside the mirror, there was a flickering incense stick. Following the light of the flame, there were many gods standing vaguely in the sky.

Peng Sheng nodded gently, wiped away the mirror with his hand, and said to Zhou Xuan: "The tattoo of eight incense sticks is a divine battle map, borrowing the momentum of the gods to help oneself defeat the enemy. Although the tree tribe no longer practices the divine map, the opportunity of incense is the same.

There is a blurry image of a deity above the incense, and this is the opportunity to tattoo the eight incense sticks."

The "door" tattoo is a condensation of the Taoism, flesh, blood, and spirit of a person who has burned eight incense sticks.

Except for the High Priest Yumen, no one in the ancient tattoo tribe has eight incense sticks.

Therefore, the tattoo on Muhua’s back must be the High Priest of Yumen.

"He formed a door behind Mu Hua. What's the story behind this?" Yun Ziliang was also very curious and asked Peng Sheng.

Peng Sheng smiled and said, "This door serves as a seal, completely sealing the contents of this young man's body and preventing him from coming out."

In Muhua's body lies the mother of all ghosts in the Buddhist kingdom.

"No wonder."

Zhou Xuan recalled many details of the past.

The Tattoo Ancient Clan has been unable to find Bai Gui Yao. The four brothers of the Shi family, whom they sent, have been wandering around East Market Street for several days. They even carefully checked Mu Hua with their perception, but could not detect any trace of Bai Gui Yao at all.

Bai Gui Yao was standing in front of the four brothers of the Shi family, but those four brothers just couldn't sense it.

Now it seems,

The "gate" tattoo, which is the incarnation of the Jade Gate High Priest, played a role.

"That's not right." Yun Ziliang said, "The High Priest of Yumen came to Dongshi Street to cultivate Bai Guiyao. He used the harmful method of raising Gu to cultivate Bai Guiyao, which means he is a member of the ancient clan.

But he used the Blood Gate Tattoo to seal Mu Hua's body, preventing the people of the Ancient Clan from finding Mu Hua. Isn't this clearly against the Ancient Clan?"

"Old Yun, people can change." Zhou Xuan interrupted, "The Yumen High Priest may have been infected by something. After all, the Peach Blossom Tree was discovered underground in Dongshi Street."

"Most likely."

Peng Sheng pointed at the altar and said, "You probably don't know what this place is. In ancient times, this was the headquarters of the Tattoo Tree Clan... the Totem Hall."

"Hmm? This is the Totem Hall?"

Zhou Xuan asked. "Yes."

Peng Sheng said: "There are human skin tattoos everywhere, all of which were created by the ancient tattoo tribe."

"I thought these were tattoos made by the ancient tribes nowadays, and they were not pictures of gods."

"In addition to the twenty-four deity paintings, the Tree Tribe also does other tattoos."

Peng Sheng said: "There should be a forbidden area under this street, called the Great Mother Star Pit."

"That's right. The second tree grew inside the Great Mother Star Pit. The door to the star pit was blocked by a talisman. It was Lao Yun who guided me to break the talisman, so I was able to enter the Great Mother Star Pit."

"The Totem Hall was abandoned because of the arrival of the Great Mother Star Pit. The Tattoo Clan rebuilt the headquarters in Pengjia Town."

Peng Sheng added: "The Great Mother Star Pit is too strong. It was observed by the Star Lord in ancient times. The Star Lord, the then Peng Hou, and the Ancestor of Xunlong Mountain joined forces to suppress the Great Mother Star Pit, but in the end, they failed.
The Great Mother Star Pit is almost indelible, so the Mountain Ancestor came up with an idea. He used the four mountains of East Market Street as a coffin and five locust trees as coffin nails to lock the Great Mother Star Pit underground and prevent it from floating above the ground again.

Zhou Xuan was astonished. It turned out that this was how the Feng Shui formation of Dongshi Street came about.

The Feng Shui formation originated from Xunlongtangkou, which also explains why Cui Jie holds the key to the Feng Shui formation.

The reason why she was hunted by Zhao Wuya was because she stole "something" from Xunlong Hall.

It is reasonable to use things for finding dragons and open the Feng Shui formation for finding dragons.

"Old Yun, your craftsmanship is indeed not as good as your ancestors'." Zhou Xuan began to tease Yun Ziliang.

Yun Ziliang once said that the Feng Shui formation of Dongshi Street was extremely powerful, and his understanding of Feng Shui was completely inferior to that of the others.

Yun Ziliang's face flushed, and he tried to defend himself: "What's wrong with not being as good as our ancestors? Several generations of my ancestors have served as national masters..."

"It's not necessarily that Taoist Master Yun's practice is not good enough. The Feng Shui formation set up by Mountain Ancestor also involved the efforts of Peng Hou and Xing Jun. With the combined power of the two of them, this Feng Shui formation is too profound."

When Peng Sheng said this, Yun Ziliang didn't understand and asked, "That's not right. How come you, the Tattoo Ancestor, knew about the ancient times, but we, the Xunlong Clan, don't know?"

"Are you looking for dragon halls and building temples?"

“No.”

"Then will you record what happened and pass it down from generation to generation?"

"This... The disciples of Xunlong Hall are all free and easy. If you are in a good mood, just make a note of it. If you are in a bad mood, just go to hell with them."

"That's right. We, the Tattoo Clan, will carve any major events on our tattoos and then hang them in the main temple of the Tattoo Clan." Peng Sheng said with a smile: "So even if the Great Mother Star Pit is a thing of the ancient times, and even the twenty-four gods have not officially ascended to the sky, but we, the Tattoo Clan, know about it."

Yun Ziliang nodded, indicating that he agreed with it.

Peng Sheng continued, "The talisman you broke only opened the passage to the Great Mother Star Pit, but you haven't touched the Feng Shui formation that actually trapped the star pit."

"There is a totem hall and a large mother star pit in this place. There is an ancestral tree in the pit." Zhou Xuan said, "Perhaps the Yumen chief priest has been on the street for too long, and the ancestral tree told him the truth of the past, so Yumen decided to cut ties with the ancient tribe."

The Yumen High Priest burns eight incense sticks, but according to the four brothers of the Shi family, the ancient clan's Hundred-Eyed High Priest and Copper Coin High Priest both burn seven and eight incense sticks.

There are also the three dharmakayas of the three-headed stone Buddha—Daluotian, Wuxiangyu, and Wansejie—as well as many other disciples of the Tattoo Ancient Clan.

There is even Peng Hou, the sky god who is also eight incense sticks and is hidden in the forbidden area of ​​tattoos.

Although the High Priest of Yumen is highly respected, returning to the forbidden area and fighting against the three-headed stone Buddha is like trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm.

In order to avenge the ancient clan, Yumen finally decided to disperse and turn himself into a door to seal the Mother of a Hundred Ghosts.

The plan of the ancient tattoo clan for the past three hundred years has been to awaken the mother of all ghosts in the Buddhist kingdom.

The high priest of Yumen sacrificed his life to prevent the Mother of a Hundred Ghosts from waking up and destroy the plan that the three-headed stone Buddha had been planning for three hundred years.

"Eight incense sticks turned into a tattoo." Huang Xi felt somewhat regretful.

Peng Sheng then added: "However, this door is about to fail to seal the Mother of a Hundred Ghosts."

"No way? That's a tattoo of eight incense sticks." As the daughter of a eunuch, Huang Xi doesn't have much knowledge.

Zhou Xuan explained to her: "There is a Great Heavenly King in the Buddha Kingdom, whose strength is not weaker than the god-level of the Well Kingdom, and the Mother of Hundred Ghosts is even more powerful than the Great Heavenly King."

"To that extent?"

Huang Xi looked at the dome of the tomb and stuck out her tongue. She felt that the topic of "door tattoo" was too high-level and not something a little yellow-skinned like her could get involved in, so she kept silent and just listened.

Zhou Xuan asked Peng Sheng: "Didn't this door seal the Mother of All Ghosts well before? Why doesn't it work now?"

"Brother Xuan, I said that there are two opposing forces in this tattoo. One is Yumen's own, and the other should be imposed on the Yumen High Priest by the three-headed stone Buddha. It is a bit like a spiritual mark."

Peng Sheng gestured with his hands: "My left hand is like Yumen, and the other hand is the mark of the Stone Buddha. In the past, Yumen's spirit was stronger, and the left hand could suppress the right hand, unless in some extreme circumstances, the right hand would fight back desperately..."

Zhou Xuan nodded. Isn’t this exactly what Sister Cui said... The coffin at home will whip the tattoo on Muhua’s back.

The coffin cannot be thrown away yet, otherwise when the coffin comes back, Mu Hua will be whipped even more fiercely.

The power of the whip is the mark of the Stone Buddha. It has always been there, but it was suppressed by the power of Yumen in the past and could not act rashly.

Peng Sheng added: "But now, Yumen's power is obviously weaker than the power of the Stone Buddha's mark, and his power will continue to weaken... The tattoo on the door can produce a sealing effect, and it also consumes the spiritual power in the tattoo."

"That means that Yumen's power will gradually become zero as time goes by?"

"We don't have to wait until he becomes Zero. We just need to wait until the power of the mark is much greater than the power of Jade Gate. Then the mark will break the tattoo and release the Mother of a Hundred Demons."

Peng Sheng explained.

Yun Ziliang quickly asked: "Is there any way to remedy this?"

Peng Sheng shook his head and said, "Unless a new door tattoo is attached, if there is no more master of Eight Incense Sticks in the Tattoo Ancient Clan, I will have to take over."

"You don't have to go." Zhou Xuan asked: "Brother Peng, if there is an eight-stick incense, but this eight-stick incense is in the same group as the ancient clan, can it be used as a door tattoo to seal the Hundred Ghosts Ballad?"

"This... Gate Tattoo, mainly depends on the spiritual will of the incense master, for example, Yumen, when he learned that the tattoo was enslaved by the stone Buddha, he was furious and turned into his strong will to seal the Mother of Hundred Ghosts, which is the reason why the seal is effective."

When Peng Sheng said this, Zhou Xuan clapped his hands and said, "Then we can use the three-headed stone Buddha in the tattoo forbidden area as the material for the door tattoo."

"Xuan Zi, why are you so stubborn? Mr. Peng has already said that the material for the door tattoo depends on the will. The three-headed stone Buddha and the Mother of a Hundred Demons are in the same group. If you use it to make a door tattoo, it will not only fail to protect the door, but it will probably open the door and let the Mother of a Hundred Demons escape."

Yun Ziliang was afraid that Zhou Xuan didn't understand Peng Sheng's meaning, so he explained it again in detail.

Zhou Xuan said, "Willpower is something that needs to be cultivated and transformed. When I catch the three-headed stone Buddha, I will transform him and turn him from a Buddhist countryman into a guard dog of the Well Country."

Peng Sheng smiled and said, "That's a story for later. Now the door tattoo is a bit worn out. The power of the stone Buddha's imprint has taken over and started to cause this young man to become mentally confused."

He pointed at Mu Hua and said, "We need to let him recover. After all, the Gate Tattoo is on him and he is the host. If the host collapses first, the Mother of Hundred Ghosts will wake up on the spot without waiting for the power of the Jade Gate High Priest in the tattoo to be erased."

Sister Cui also looked at Peng Sheng, hoping that he had a way to help Huazi.

Zhou Xuan said to Sister Cui: "Help Huazi, I have a way."

"Really?" Sister Cui was overjoyed.

Zhou Xuan pressed his hand to signal her to be quiet, then grabbed her collar as if there was a microphone clamped on her, and said in a funny way: "Zhou Xuan calls sister, Zhou Xuan calls sister..."

(End of this chapter)