Day and night tour

Chapter 322 Four Demonic Monks
Ever since Zhou Xuan came to Gangfeng Cave, he keenly sensed that two passages were opening, one in the sky and one underground.

"The people in the two passages are from the same group."

In other words, Gong Zheng was not the only one who led the joint blood sacrifice of the sixteen Yin Halls.

Gong Zheng's arrival relied on the "Heavenly Ghost Food Sharing Method". From the perspective of the God of Suffering, it cannot be said that there is no way to crack it, but at least in just a few hours, there is no way to deal with it.

Zhou Xuan naturally understood the difficulties.
Therefore, the plan he made after coming to Gangfeng Cave to make Awang fake his death was not aimed at Gong Zheng at all, but at the people underground.

"Those who are in league with Gong Zheng can't be good people. It's better to earn money for them and eliminate them first."

But Zhou Xuan never expected that King Xishan actually knew some inside information in advance. What was even more unexpected to him was that his frank conversation with King Xishan to win him over actually played such a big role, causing King Xishan to reveal the inside information and letting him know in advance "who the person who came down from the underground was."

"No wonder last night, the monk Xunbo was in the world of time and tried to ask for Zen enlightenment. It turns out that he is going to do something big today."

When Zhou Xuan thought of this, another question came to his mind: what level of incense did those four monks who were looking for monks have?

"Three hundred years ago in Pengjia Town, the Buddhist monks of the Buddhist Kingdom, the three-headed stone Buddha controlled the tattooed tree clan. The Great Heavenly King and the other monks attacked together, and with lightning speed, they sank the ancestral ginkgo tree of Mingjiang Prefecture into the forbidden area. It has not been seen since then.

To be able to reach this level of combat power, I am afraid that among these four Xunbo monks, there is one with the combat power of Nine Incense Sticks, and there is a high probability that there are more than one Nine Incense Sticks. "

The wandering gods from the two prefectures that Zhou Xuan assembled had a great chance of winning against one human being, Nine Incense Sticks - at least on paper, they had a great chance of winning. But if they had to face two, three... or four at the same time, they wouldn't even be able to fight back.

"My net can't catch a fish this big."

Zhou Xuan continued to chat with King Xishan enthusiastically, his fingers stroking the palm of King Xishan's palm, and asked in a word: "Is there a hidden ghost in the venue?"

King Xishan remained calm and nodded slightly, confirming Zhou Xuan's guess.

Sure enough, if there were no hidden ghost, King Xishan would not be so careful.

Zhou Xuan then asked, "How many incense sticks?"

"I don't know, but there are nine."

King Xishan responded in an extremely concise manner. With his slightly affirmative answer, Zhou Xuan had to re-evaluate whether this joint sacrifice really needed to be terminated early.

There is a ghost in the field. This ghost is most likely not from the Yintang... Zoroastrianism? Or is it the White Walker "Zhaxing" hiding somewhere?
Together with the four Buddhist monks, the catch this time is too big. If the net cannot be caught, these big fish will turn around and eat people.

"We need to find a stronger net."

Zhou Xuan immediately sat back down, his spirit traveled away, and went straight back to the Zhou family group.

Before his soul appeared, Lord Jian felt some powerful breath. His tightly closed eyes suddenly opened and his right hand was about to hold the bow.

"Master Arrow, it's me."

Zhou Xuan revealed his spirit and stood in front of the Zhou family's ancestral tree.

"Brother, why are you here?"

Zhou Lingyi asked.

"Sister, things have changed. A big change."

Zhou Xuan said.

Zhou Lingyi couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and looked expectantly, waiting for Zhou Xuan's next words.

"Today's joint sacrifice of the sixteen Yin Halls in Mingjiang Prefecture is more complicated than we imagined. Not only is Gong Zheng coming, but the four Xunbo monks from the Buddhist Kingdom are also coming, and perhaps the Zoroastrianism will also join in."

Zhou Xuan said.

When Lord Jian heard this, his eyes were red with anger and he said angrily, "Gong Zheng actually joined hands with the Buddhists and the Zoroastrianism."

The sky-level gods and the Buddhist monk Xunbo arrived at the same time, and the Zoroastrians acted as internal ghosts, secretly keeping a close eye on the situation in the altar.

It would be impossible for these three forces not to work together.

But the hall represented by "Gong Zheng" is "Shenjian". This hall was born to maintain the peace of Jing State and is the sharpest sword of the gods in Jing State.

Now, the sword is about to be stained with the blood of the people of Jing State. How can Lord Jian, who has a strong character and only has "protecting Jing State" in his heart, not be angry?

"I'm not afraid of little ghosts taking over the world, I'm afraid of the King of Hell turning into a ghost! Gong Zheng is colluding with the people of Fo Country, which means he has betrayed Jing Country, and everyone has the right to kill him!"

At this moment, Lord Jian wished he could rush to Mingjiang Mansion immediately, shoot with his magic bow, and take Gong Zheng's head.

"With so many forces, I'm afraid we two palaces can't handle them."

Zhou Lingyi said this calmly as always.

Zhou Xuan said: "So I returned to the Zhou Clan. Today, I will wait for a word from Nuo God to see if he can wake up. If he can, then we will act according to the plan. If he can't, I will stop the sacrifice at any time, close the passage, and cut off the way for Gong Zheng and Xunbo monks to come."

When Zhou Lingyi heard this, she turned around and looked down.

Based on her feelings during her days and nights in the Zhou family, she felt that the Nuo god was right under the ancestral tree, at the deepest part of the earth.

Zhou Xuan followed suit and prayed, "Nuo God, the monk Xunbo from three hundred years ago will appear in Mingjiang Mansion today. If you can wake up, please respond to me. If you don't make any movement within an incense stick, I will know that you cannot wake up. Go back to Mingjiang and make a decision as soon as possible."

After saying this, Zhou Xuan waited there.

About half a minute later, Zhou Xuan heard a "da da" sound. It was the Nuo opera masks hanging on the gate of the inner courtyard of the Zhou family, which were hitting each other as if hit by a strong wind.

The Zhou family's signature product is the Zhou family Nuo opera, so whether in the inner or outer courtyards, the troupe has Nuo opera masks hanging with ropes on the gates, windowsills, and flagpoles.

These masks are made of wood and coated with tung oil, so they are heavy and anti-corrosive. On ordinary days, they cannot be moved too much by wind. Only during strong winds and rainstorms can they be moved and slightly collide with each other.

At this time in Pingshui Prefecture, the weather was sunny and windy, and there was no wind at all, but the Nuo opera masks were colliding with each other, making a ping-pong sound.

"It's the Nuo God who is responding to me."

Zhou Xuan thought.

More and more masks in the Zhou family were colliding with each other, and the sound was as crisp as the collision of metal and stone. With the interweaving of various sounds, the sounds actually condensed into two clear sentences and reached Zhou Xuan's ears.

"Let them into the Ming River."

"When you are unsure about something, you can ask Kong Ming."

The first sentence is the attitude of the Nuo god.

The second sentence was the guidance given to Zhou Xuan by the Nuo god.

With the attitude given by Nuo God, Zhou Xuan felt confident. After bowing to the Zhou family's ancestral tree, he returned to Gangfeng Cave during the day.

Strangely enough, once Zhou Xuan left, the masks of the entire Zhou family remained motionless, one after another, hanging quietly. Only the wooden sign of "Fang Xiangshi" in the Luoying Hall was trembling slightly...

A strong aura began to rise in the Zhou family class. This aura made Master Jian and Master Jiu feel awed.

Is the God of Destiny of Jing Country going to wake up today?

Lord Jian's eyes were burning, unable to conceal his excitement...

……

"Young sir, shall we stop the sacrifice?"

The painter was very anxious and no longer cared whether Zhou Xuan's identity would be exposed. He approached him and whispered in a low voice.

"How many Yin Halls have not completed the blood sacrifice yet?"

"There is only the last Longdou Village left."

"Continue the sacrifice."

Zhou Xuan ordered.

"Do we really want Gong Zheng to come?" asked the painter.

"Don't worry about the rest for now. Just focus on the situation."

Zhou Xuan became more and more confident.
The net he cast this time was too strong. Not to mention the four monks, even if the Mother of a Hundred Ghosts woke up, could she be able to defeat the Nuo God?

With the support of Jing Country's unrivaled god of war, he dares to let anyone into Mingjiang Mansion.

"Hey."

The painter didn't know the truth, he just sighed.
Zhou Xuan's perception was released once again.

He felt it very vividly. As the last round of sacrifices continued, a clear crack seemed to appear under the ground.

There was an extremely powerful aura, like an underground tide, rushing to the surface. Zhou Xuan even saw many dust-like blood-red spots appearing on the altar... The underground passage had been opened.
And the passage above the sky?

Zhou Xuan raised his head and looked out from the hole on the top of the mountain, straight to the sky.

In the sky, a dark cloud that spanned thousands of miles was gathering and rolling. In the middle of the joint blood sacrifice, this cloud formation of thousands of miles had already condensed. In the clouds, there was a rumbling sound, as if hundreds of huge chisels were chiseling at the invisible door of the sky.
However, nothing has been discovered so far - the aura from the sky is still within the Sky Divine Kingdom, and has not leaked to the human world at all.

This means that the path has not been opened yet.

"There is still a difference in the speed of excavating the two passages above the sky and underground."

Zhou Xuan sighed.

……

Finally, as the offerings from Longdou Village were consumed, the blood color on the altar became more intense.

but,

Today, the altar had already been stained with blood due to the offerings from various villages. Now that there was more blood, everyone thought that it was supposed to be like this and did not think of anything else.

"Only by the fire of Zoroastrianism can one reach the truth. The blazing flames contain the supreme avenue."

"God has mercy on the world and sends down the fire of Zoroastrianism to burn away all the greed, lust, ignorance and hatred in the world..."

Waves of crazy voices sang from among the people of the Sixteen Yin Hall.

Dozens of people jumped out from the crowd and cut the neck with their knives.

If an ordinary person’s neck was broken, he would die. However, after cutting the necks, this group of evil people ignited their vitality and rushed towards the altar with vigor.

The blood flowed on their bodies and then turned into fire. In the huge altar, small red flowers bloomed one after another.

"The disciples of Zoroastrianism will lead the great Buddha to the world."

"Use life to create lotus, use lotus to control fire, the longevity fire lotus, invite the great Buddha to enter the human world."

Dozens of small lotus flowers that were burning with their lives were placed in peculiar positions, forming a huge double-layer fire lotus.

There are four holes on the fire lotus, and golden lotus seeds are rotating in the holes.

"How dare the evildoers of the Zoroastrianism come here to stir up trouble."

Seeing this, the painter was about to activate the law of space, but was pulled back by someone from behind. He turned around and saw that it was Zhou Xuan - the real Zhou Xuan.

The moment the Zoroastrian dark ghost appeared, Zhou Xuan changed his form and came to Gangfeng Cave in his true form.

Moreover, his position at this time was also very particular. While pulling the painter, he also turned sideways, leaving some of his attention to King Xishan.

He was somewhat wary of King Xishan.

"Lao Hua, these disciples of the Zoroastrianism are just small characters today. The big shots are coming. Let's wait and see the show."

After Zhou Xuan persuaded the painter to stop, he said to the lanterns of the many wandering gods who came after hearing the news: "All the wandering gods of Mingjiang, listen up, no one is allowed to approach the fire lotus without my permission."

When the God-Traveling Department saw that it was Zhou Xuan who gave the order, they did not dare to overstep their authority and could only surround the altar and wait and see what would happen.

At this moment, the burning sensation on the fire lotus began to ease, but the four lotus seeds exploded one by one.

"In the thirty-three heavens, there are many realms of Buddhas, whose Dharma is supreme and profound, and can relieve the eight sufferings of the human world."

"Birth, separation, death, parting, failure to obtain, meeting with those we hate, the five aggregates, and separation from those we love: if we are human, we will inevitably be tormented by these eight sufferings."

"The killings I have committed now are all for the sake of saving the tens of millions of people in the Kingdom of Huajing."

"I am a monk from the Buddhist country, and have seen the wandering gods of the Ming River. My Buddhist name is Moya."

Four monks walked out of the lotus seeds and came face to face with the Mingjiang Prefecture's God Parade Division.

"Pah, pah, pah!"

While the painter was stunned, Zhou Xuan remained calm, clapping his hands and saying, "This is brilliant. The four evil monks have divided their work in an orderly manner. Those who should introduce themselves do so, while those who should make big promises for Mingjiang Mansion do so... Resolving the eight sufferings of the world? If you people from the Buddha Country were to descend, the people of the Well Country would suffer the ninth suffering."

The four great monks who were seeking the waves appeared, the musicians and painters had already started burning incense, and the rest of the gods who were present also descended from their lanterns one after another.

The cliff monk held a chessboard in his hand. He did not look at the other wandering gods, but stared at Zhou Xuan intently.

"Master Zhou, judging from your demeanor, it seems that you already knew that I would visit Mingjiang Mansion?"

"You know me too?"

Zhou Xuan asked back.

"Donor Zhou and the Taoist priests worked together to commit a tragedy in Baoshan Temple in my Buddhist country. Please don't be stingy in repaying this blood debt today. You still have to pay it back."

"As for the Master of Time and Space of the Well Country—the Taoist Priest of Incense..."

"The four of us will kill everyone in Mingjiang Mansion and see if we can force that old Taoist priest out." An ugly-looking monk with an aggressive temper shouted angrily.

The cliff monk has a rather elegant temperament, with two curved white eyebrows drooping. If it were not for the dense fleshy whiskers growing on his neck, his Buddha appearance would be dignified.

As for the hot-tempered Xunbo monk, with his green face and fangs, he looked like an evil ghost and it was obvious at first glance that he was not a good person.

He patted his chest and shouted loudly, his voice like a gong:

"The Buddha's Kingdom Treasure Tree Heavenly King, with the Buddhist instrument palm leaf tree, met with the painters and musicians of Mingjiang Prefecture."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Heavenly King Baoshu put his hands together like a knife and chopped himself into two pieces along his waist.

The lower part immediately became a sapling of a palm tree. The sapling grew vigorously, one meter, two meters... In a few moments, it grew to dozens of meters high, lush and green, with an arrogant crown and a hint of brilliance.

When the palm leaf tree grew to full size, the Treasure Tree King struck the ground with both hands, and then, as a half-human, he flew into the air and climbed up the tree.

The Cliff Monk and the Treasure Tree Heavenly King both revealed their names, and the remaining two monks were not willing to be outdone.

"The Buddhist monk who knows fate is good at entering the river of other people's destiny. Today I want to see how tortuous the future of Mingjiang Youshen is."

"I am a monk sailing in the Buddhist kingdom. I have worked hard to row the boat for my three brothers. I have crossed the world of time and come to the human world. I vow to stir up some bloody waves in Mingjiang Prefecture. If you have nine incense sticks, you may be able to stop us brothers for a short while. If not... I advise you to run for your lives."

The boat monk's wild talk also confirmed Zhou Xuan and King Xishan's guess that among the four monks looking for waves, there must be a monk with nine incense sticks. If not, he would not dare to make such wild talk.

However, the many wandering gods in Mingjiang Prefecture were not frightened by the wild words. Even though they were not as capable as them, they would not retreat even a single step.

If you don’t even have the courage, how can you deserve the title of Youshensi?
"Laole, fight."

The painter and the musician exchanged glances at each other, and then attacked the Treasure Tree Heavenly King one after the other.

Just now, the Heavenly King Baoshu had specifically named the musicians and the painters he wanted to fight, and these three people then became the vanguards of both sides and started fighting each other.

"Well come."

The Heavenly King of Treasure Trees slapped the palm-leaf tree, and man and tree became one. They leaped forward dozens of feet, and the trunk of the tree pierced into the body of the musician like a sharp arrow.

The musician showed no fear and did not evade, allowing the huge tree trunk to crush his body - the Bone Old Man of the Pain School, whose skills were all focused on "regeneration of flesh and blood", did not dodge or evade, and the musician was going to use his flesh and blood to fight for his life in close combat with the Treasure Tree King.

"Zhou Xuan, you have caused chaos in Baoshan Temple. I, the monk Zhi Ming, ask you to surrender to the law..."

The monk Zhi Ming turned into a stream of light and shot towards Zhou Xuan.

King Xishan suddenly stood in front of Zhou Xuan. He threw off his fox fur coat, and like the wind and snow, he wrapped up the flowing light. He sneered and said, "Evil monk from the Buddhist country, have a fight with this old fox of mine first."

Zhou Xuan knew early on that King Xishan had a high level of Taoism, but he did not expect that he could single-handedly resolve the first wave of attacks from Monk Zhiming.

“Stronger than I thought.”

When the monk Zhiming was stopped, the monk Xingzhou came to attack Zhou Xuan. At this time, Zhou Xuan put his hands behind his back and pulled Zhou Lingyi, Lord Jian, Lord Jiu, and Yuan Buyu from Pingshui Prefecture.

Three arrows were fired in succession, and with the arrow master's divine bow in hand, he forced the monk on the boat to retreat.
Zhou Lingyi connected with Zhou Xuan's incense, ready to "repay the debt of gratitude" at any time. Mr. Jiu took a sip of wine and threw a handful of paper banners from "Mr. Ye's" hall towards the cliff monk.

The cliff monk floated up, stood on one foot, and stepped on the paper banner that grew bigger in the wind.

There seemed to be a hint of anxiety in his expression, and he kept looking up at the sky.

"Moya Demon Monk, I know what you are looking at... Wait for Gong Zheng."

Zhou Xuan sneered, "Don't wait any longer. Only I can decide when he will come. If I don't let him come, he can only stay in heaven!"

(End of this chapter)