Day and night tour

Chapter 271 Mingjiang Dream
“The compass didn’t move, but the landlord said there was a faucet as big as a building at Huifeng Medical College.”

Zhao Wuya was very unconvinced and shook the compass carefully again, but there was still no movement.

"Maybe the landlord is hallucinating from searching for dragons."

Zhao Wuya couldn't think of a reason, so he put the compass into his cloth bag.

Zhou Xuan said to Zhao Wuya, "Ya Zi, don't come to the medical school to look for dragons anymore."

"I really don't like women. I came here just to accumulate dragon energy."

"What I mean is that there is only so much dragon energy here. If you absorb more, I will absorb less, and you will delay my practice." Zhou Xuan said.

"..." Zhao Wuya.

Zhao Wuya was very opposed to it, he felt that this was an act of hegemony by Zhou Xuan.

"No, we are fellow dragon-hunting brothers now. How can you bully me? We must advance and retreat together." Zhao Wuya was unwilling to give up Huifeng Medical College, a place where dragons flourished.

"I'm just kidding. We are brothers who are looking for dragons. Of course, we look for dragons together and look at girls together. I will guide some Buddha energy into you later."

As they were talking, the two had already arrived at the Institute of Weird Biology.

……

Zhou Xuan wandered around for a while, and Fifth Senior Brother had already finished the autopsy of Mo Tingsheng.

The "Peace Scale" has been taken out.

It was a piece of golden bone with extremely tiny Buddhist inscriptions on its surface.

The bone was now jumping in the painter's hand.

"Such a strong Buddhist aura." The painter was amazed by the strong Buddhist aura in this bone.

"Without such a strong Buddha aura, how could one condense such a heaven-defying Buddha image as the Taiping Scale?"

As soon as Zhou Xuan walked into the dissection room, he immediately picked up the painter's words.

The painter turned around and handed the "Bone of the Taiping Scale" to Zhou Xuan: "Young sir, please accept this Buddha image."

"I won't take it. Many people have fought for this bone. I'm too lazy to guard it. You, the Bone Master, should guard it yourself."

Zhou Xuan naturally understood the principle that a man is innocent unless he is in possession of a treasure.

His secret realm hides the divinity of Peng Hou, which has already been coveted by many people. Add to that the "Taiping Scale", and he will be hated by many people, and by then he will have enemies from all directions.

"Okay then. We, Gu Lao, will keep this psychic property."

The painter said with certainty.

Zhou Xuan chuckled twice, pointed at Mo Tingsheng on the dissection bed, and said, "Ya Zi, I promised you that Mo Tingsheng's Buddha energy will belong to you, enjoy it?"

"Uh... where do I start?"

Zhao Wuya stared at Mo Tingsheng's body with his eyes wide open, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"A whole corpse. Let's not talk about whether I'll have diarrhea if I eat it. I'm a Taoist priest and I don't eat meat. If I eat it directly... wouldn't that be a violation of the precepts?"

"Have you remembered that you are a Taoist priest now? Last night, when you and Peng Sheng were showing off the pig's head, why didn't you remember that you don't eat the five kinds of meat?"

"Anyway, I can't eat Mo Tingsheng... Besides, can't the Buddha energy in this corpse be purified?"

Zhao Wuya complained.

His troubled look made the coffin lady laugh.

"Haha, little Taoist priest, if you want to eat Buddha's energy, I'll help you."

The lady in the red coffin closed her eyes and concentrated. In the air in the room, a coffin condensed. She pressed her hands together and caused the coffin to turn over.

Mo Tingsheng's body on the bed disappeared, and there was a clanging sound coming from the coffin.

The noise continued to be heard, and after half a minute, a faint golden breath came out from the gap in the corner of the coffin.

"That's Buddha's Qi, go and eat it."

Zhou Xuan urged Zhao Wuya.

Zhao Wuya hurriedly trotted to the foot of the coffin and opened his mouth to swallow the golden Buddha energy.

As for Mo Tingsheng, a Buddhist, because he had the Taiping Scale in his body, the Buddhist energy in his body was actually quite pure and rich. Zhao Wuya pounced on it for several minutes before he completely absorbed all the Buddhist energy.

"This Taiping monk is good food."

The coffin lady praised.

After Zhao Wuya swallowed the Buddha's energy, he sat cross-legged to stabilize his own incense.

After consuming the Buddha's energy, the incense will burn quickly. How much it can burn depends on the strength of the Buddha's energy.

“It’s getting close to the level of sitting fifth and looking forward to sixth.” Zhao Wuya clasped his hands together and focused his mind on Laogong.

Zhou Xuan said to the coffin lady: "Don't say that the Buddhists are going to kill people in the Jing country, but on the other hand, the blood and flesh of the Buddhists are the ladder for the Jing people to improve their strength."

Buddha's energy can be directly transformed into incense for gods and immortals.

There are many gods and immortals in the Jing Kingdom. If they keep hunting the people of the Buddhist Kingdom, wouldn’t their strength improve by leaps and bounds?
"Now that you mention it, I'm kind of looking forward to the Buddhists coming soon." said the painter.

The painter's temple is the Gu Lao Hui, a standard temple for gods and immortals. If he could capture more Buddhists, how much time could he save in collecting incense and offerings?
Only the coffin lady sighed and said, "Alas, only gods can make use of the Buddha's energy. Unfortunately, the disciples of our Kugui Hall are yin people... and are not blessed enough to enjoy the rich Buddha's energy."

“It’s not like I can’t enjoy it.”

The painter changed the subject and said to the coffin lady, "The Bone Elders Association was the first to master how to squeeze the Buddha's energy from a corpse. They have some unique ways of using and absorbing the Buddha's energy.
Yin people cannot consume Buddha's Qi directly, but they can consume zombie's Qi. If we let the old zombie absorb Buddha's Qi first..."

"Let the old zombie do something and then provide it to the evildoers to eat?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"That's what I mean."

The painter added: "However, this method of absorbing Buddha's energy is naturally not as efficient as consuming it directly. It is only about 80% efficient."

"Eighty percent is good."

The coffin lady's eyes lit up.

Things are different now. The coffin lady and the painter have both become demigods on earth who have entered the eighth incense stick stage.

Since one has already reached eight incense sticks and is only one stick away from nine incense sticks, one will naturally have the idea of ​​reaching nine incense sticks. One's desire for incense is much stronger than before.

"That's nine sticks of incense."

And now, Zhao Wuya has absorbed Mo Tingsheng's Buddhist energy, and the effect is so good that it naturally gives the coffin lady and the painter some ideas.

"In Huangyuan Prefecture, there aren't many other things, but there are many old zombies. In this prefecture, there are many Taoists who raise corpses and drive corpses. The rest are hunters from the Buddhist country."

Lady Red Coffin said with a little excitement.

When everyone was talking about the plan to accumulate incense for the future, the fifth brother said, "Food is the Heaven has been taken out."

Everyone stopped talking immediately and came over to take a closer look. They saw that Fifth Brother was holding a surging ball of flesh in his hand.

There was a huge mouth growing on the meat ball, baring its teeth at everyone.

"Is this what food is the heaven? Your cultivation level is not very high."

When seeing Mo Tingsheng's body just now, more than ten of the blood eyes in Zhou Xuan's secret well still had their eyes open, longing for the three incense sticks of offering.

And when he saw Food is the Heaven, there were only two or three eyes open in the Xuejing Taoist Temple. Even if they were open, they looked listless, obviously looking down on this sacrifice, not even as good as Mo Tingsheng who offered three incense sticks.

"Thirty years of White Walkers, and they haven't grown up."

Both the Pantheon and the Bones Council are very familiar with the White Walkers.

One of the missions of the Wandering Gods is to hunt White Walkers.

The Bone Elders study the secrets of the Well Country, and the White Walkers have always been the focus of the Bone Elders' research.

Therefore, the painter, the musician, and the Lady in the Red Coffin could tell at a glance that Food for Heaven had not grown.

"I am driven by Mr. Feng every day to have no distance between us, and there is no extra incense to grow."

Food is the heaven and they seem to be extremely cooperative.

He pursed his lips and said to Zhou Xuan, "Your senior brother's illness was not caused by me. He was injured by the mist that filled the Corridor River thirty years ago by the Yunwu Venerable."

"How to cure it?"

"Your elder brother's body is rotting, but he is still alive and likes to eat blood and raw meat. Why can't you guess that he is in the state of petrification?"

Food is the most important thing, which can wake people up from their dreams.

"Yes, aren't those temperaments of the eldest brother just old and rigid?" Lu Mingkun finally came to his senses.

"Since it is rigid, how can we cure it?"

"The Buddhist spirit of the Buddhist people."

Shi Weitian said: "The bodies of the Buddhists are mainly composed of two kinds of auras, one is Buddha aura, and the other is rigid aura. The rigid aura enables them to obtain the Vajra Dharmakaya, and the Buddha aura allows them to use magnificent Buddhist magical powers.
But why don’t people in Buddhist countries look like old zombies? It’s because they have Buddha’s energy to suppress it. The same is true for your elder brother’s illness.”

When Zhou Xuan heard this, he secretly relaxed, thinking that his senior brother's illness could be cured.

But, since food is everything, why are you so cooperative?
"I request that the Yushen Division arrest me and bring me to the capital. I am willing to be tamed by the Jing Kingdom, and I only ask to survive."

Shi Wei Tian expressed his wish.

The painter looked at Zhou Xuan and asked for his opinion.

Zhou Xuan asked the painter: "Old Painter, will all the aliens captured by your Yushen Division be escorted to the capital?"

"Yes."

"What does the capital city need these White Walkers for?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"Young Master, the people behind the Jingguo Hall are mostly White Walkers. Where did these White Walkers come from? They were domesticated by the capital.

The White Walkers offered their loyalty to the Well Nation and were willing to pass on their skills to the Well Nation people, so the Well Nation naturally spared their lives. " "Then the White Walkers who flew into the sky were also domesticated?"

"They are the first group of White Walkers to surrender to the Well Kingdom."

The painter continued, "Of course, the Well Kingdom doesn't tame all the White Walkers. They only keep the valuable ones.

Therefore, there is a "Ghost Judgement Office" in the capital. The function of the Ghost Judgement Office is to judge whether the practice path of the alien ghosts has a higher value.
The valuable ones will be left behind, while the worthless ones will be killed directly. Usually, the White Walkers who are taken to the capital have only a one-third chance of surviving. "

Zhou Xuan was deeply moved after hearing this. No wonder the white walker "Ten Fingers", who had once been unable to defeat his sister, would ask to be escorted to the capital.

“I am valuable.”

Shi Weitian said: "Mr. Feng and Mo Tingsheng, you took my cultivation path and called me kidnapper... But my cultivation path is used for assassination. Jingguo needs to train many assassins, and my path is very valuable."

Zhou Xuan thought about it carefully and realized that it was indeed the case.

The first incense stick of the kidnapper is called "The Wind under Your Feet". After the disciple learns it, he can run very fast, as fast as Mr. Feng. In one day, he can assassinate four bone elders.

The second incense stick is called "leaving no trace on the grass", which means running without making any sound.

Three incense sticks are called "Gecko Walking on the Wall". Barbs grow on the feet of the creature, which allows it to walk on high walls without regard for the terrain.

These methods were completely prepared for assassination.

"It's very valuable, but I have some questions that I need you to answer."

"I know what you want to ask. The last descendant who polluted Mingjiang Zulong was indeed my descendant, the 'Child Eater'."

"You're so cooperative?"

"Why shouldn't I cooperate?" Shi Wei Tian suddenly roared, "After I came to the Well Country, I found a foot...Mr. Dai, he is a loyal man. If he raises me for a few years, I will grow up and be able to leave his body and become a white walker with a human form.
Unfortunately, Mr. Wind came and sealed me in his body. For so many years, I didn’t even know what freedom was.

I am a White Walker, but you people in the Well Country treat me like a guard dog."

When Zhou Xuan heard this, he almost laughed out loud.

If the White Walkers have bad intentions, they will treat their disciples like dogs.
As a result, this food-loving person was treated as a dog by Mr. Feng.

It's really hard for the White Walkers to get to this point.

"So I have to cooperate. I want to go to the capital. I want to directly bypass the assessment of the Ghost Judgement Department and be recognized by the Jing Kingdom."

"Since you wanted to be recruited so much, why didn't you accept the amnesty directly when you were born, but hid in the body of Mr. Dai's foot?"

"Of course I hide when I can."

Shi Weitian said: "The longer they hide, the more mature they will grow and the higher their abilities will be. Even if they are captured by the Jing Kingdom, they can directly bypass the "Judgement of Ghosts" and preach in the Jing Kingdom to establish a new sect."

"Is that true?" Zhou Xuan asked the painter.

The painter nodded and said, "As long as it is a White Walker that has escaped for more than fifteen years, it does not even need the consent of the Well Country and can directly establish a hall. The Youshen Department will also turn a blind eye."

“There are still so many twists and turns.”

Only then did Zhou Xuan understand why Shi Wei Tian was so cooperative.

He has escaped for thirty years, so even if he was escorted to the capital, nothing would happen to him. He would naturally cooperate with Zhou Xuan to avoid being tortured.

Shi Wei Tian is not in the same camp as Mr. Feng and the Evil God, so there is no need for him to work for them.

Zhou Xuan knew the reason why Shi Wei Tian cooperated, so he continued to ask: "Who did you and Shi Zi have?"

"It's the lady behind Guangyin and the others. That lady is also a White Walker, and she is very powerful. I don't know who she is."

"How many evil gods are there in Mingjiang Prefecture?" Zhou Xuan asked again.

"According to the conversation between Mr. Feng and Jing Deng, there are five in total."

"Five?"

Zhou Xuan made a rough calculation and found that apart from the God of Life, the God of Willow, and the God of Time, there were also two evil gods.

"That lady asked Jingdeng to arrange an appointment with Mr. Feng at Mopan Mountain outside Mingjiang Mansion. Then, a thick fog arose in Mopan Mountain. In the fog, I felt a sense of joy. That fog was the lady's reconciliation with me.
I think that was when Shizi was born."

At this point, Shi Weitian suddenly laughed heartily: "Hahaha, the evil gods of Mingjiang Prefecture all gave birth to offspring with that young lady, and those offspring have become part of the polluted Zulong.

But those evil gods actually developed a secret crush on that lady. Hahahaha, don't you think it's ridiculous?

They were treated as studs, and they really thought that the lady fell in love with them? They didn’t even take a piss and look at themselves.”

“So there is a reason for this.”

Zhou Xuan thought of Guang Yin's worried look on Zha Xing's face, and finally understood the root of the problem.

"That lady, why did you want to give birth to a child with the evil god and a white ghost like you? What is so special about the child in terms of polluting the ancestor dragon?"

"The offspring of Gods are born from the reconciliation between the evil gods, gods, aliens, and Buddhas.

Every descendant of a god has a characteristic... a physical dream."

Shi Weitian sneered and said, "This kind of physical dream is different from the dream of a storyteller like you. It is extremely real."

Zhou Xuan agreed. He had encountered the dream of the Buddhist "Six Desires" in the Qiye Temple. If he did not have the storyteller's ninth level method to seal his consciousness in his own dream, he would not have been able to get out of that dream.

"Mingjiang Zulong blesses every person and every inch of land in Mingjiang Prefecture with his dragon energy. Those six descendants, with their physical dreams, can weave a huge dream for the entire Mingjiang Prefecture. None of you can see through this dream."

Shi Weitian smiled even more strangely, and asked everyone out of the blue: "Can you tell whether you are dreaming or in reality? Did the flood disaster in Mingjiang Mansion really happen? And am I really going to cooperate like this?"

When this question was asked, everyone broke out in a cold sweat.

"What if it's all fake? I haven't reached the level of Emptiness and I haven't advanced to the level of Eight Incense Sticks."

The painter thought so immediately.

The musician and Lady Red Coffin also thought so. They had been burning seven incense sticks for many years, but in just a few days, they were able to burn eight incense sticks. Could this also be a dream?

Fortunately, Zhou Xuan struck the wake-up stick and reminded everyone: "Whether it is real or an illusion, don't be suspicious and don't let your imagination run wild."

"Look, I just said this and you guys are imagining all sorts of things."

Shi Weitian's smile became even more sinister, and he said, "If dreams and reality are the same, no one can tell the difference. Even if you have cultivated the storyteller's skills to the ninth level, you still can't tell the difference."

"Since dreams are exactly the same as reality, what's the difference between us being in a dream or in reality?"

"If the dream is very small, like the room we are in now, every little change of the things in the room is captured by your eyes, and the dream dare not change, for fear of being exposed, so it can only imitate reality honestly, and naturally there is no difference from reality.

But this is a Mingjiang dream, your eyes cannot see all the corners of Mingjiang Mansion,
Perhaps, the dream has taken effect in some corners, but you have no idea. In the future, the people of Mingjiang Mansion will either die in ignorance, or, as smart as you are, will fall into the endless suspicion just now.
Mingjiang Mansion is finished, send me to the capital quickly, I don’t want to die in Mingjiang Mansion.”

"Then you will have to live and die with Mingjiang."

Zhou Xuan said to the painter: "If Qingfeng really wants to replace the Taiping Scale, then he must remove the incense. It is better to learn from Mr. Feng and nourish the body with food as heaven, and practice the skill of no distance between the world and the world."

Mr. Feng and Qingfeng both have the word "feng" in their names, so there should be no difference between them.

"Bullshit, this is against the rules. I have already surrendered. I should be sent to the God Touring Division and sent to the capital."

"Mingjiang Mansion is almost gone, what rules are there?"

Zhou Xuan smiled and took Zhao Wuya out.

The topic of why Zulong was polluted and by whom has come to an end. What remains is how to face Mingjiang Mansion after Zulong was polluted.

Zhou Xuan and Zhao Wuya walked to the gate of the research institute.

"Young sir, please wait a moment."

Qingfeng trotted out and called Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan turned around and asked, "Qingfeng, do you think that forcibly trapping Shi Weitian in Mingjiang Mansion is not in line with the rules of Youshensi?"

"Yes."

"So, you don't want to use your body to seal off Shi Wei Tian?"

"That's not the case." Qingfeng said, "I think at a time when the survival of Mingjiang Mansion is at stake, there are not so many rules. I am very upright, but I also know what is important and when to be flexible."

Zhou Xuan was very satisfied with Qing Feng's attitude. He asked, "Then why did you come to me?"

"I hope that when the time comes to remove the incense sticks, the young master will come to watch the ceremony."

"Why should I watch you pulling out a stick of incense?"

Zhou Xuan thought it was outrageous. You just pull out the incense, but do you want to keep it as a commemoration?

"I was chosen by the City God Qingfeng to become the City God's second in command. After I draw out the incense, the City God Qingfeng will leave my body.

I know that the Master's City God Taoist Temple and the King's City God Stele are both in your secret realm. If you collect Qingfeng, you will have collected all the City God temples, which may be of some help to you."

When Zhou Xuan heard this, he was moved and responded, "When you draw the incense, I will definitely come to watch the ceremony."

"Thank you for your help, young sir."

"I am the one who should thank you. I am short of a breath of green wind, you really need to gather it for me."

Zhou Xuan waved his hand casually and left with Zhao Wuya.

……

The master of Zhou Xuan's secret realm saw Qing Feng's words and actions and immediately became furious.

"Zhou Xuan, you are so lucky that you have even collected the last wisp of City God Qingfeng."

"Master, am I lucky, or is Qingfeng a man of integrity?

You said you are also the chief of the City God, so why is there such a big difference between you and the second in command in terms of how people behave? "

"You can be proud as you want. You can continue to be proud. In Mingjiang's dream, no one can survive...including you..."

The master's eyes, ignoring the beatings from the other eyes, cursed Zhou Xuan bitterly...

(End of this chapter)