Day and night tour

Chapter 349 Six God-level

Countless dead air spent a warm night in the dreams of the people of Mingjiang Prefecture. However, everything in the world is not always like this.

——Most of the dead energy, out of missing their families, will possess their clothes and coats after finding them, and sleep with them in their arms. However, there are always those who are "afraid of death" and do not want to hug their families, but to take over their bodies directly.

The dead energy of these people does not penetrate into clothes or coats, but into the bodies of their loved ones. Whenever something like this happens, a leaf from the Bodhi tree floats down, singing the compassionate "Bodhi Heart Sutra" to dispel the evil thoughts in their hearts.

Venerable Qiye did not just release the death energy and then stand idly by. He was also protecting the living people.

That night, Peng Sheng and the musician expended a lot of their energy to turn the cold moon into warm sun; Venerable Qiye let the dead air enter the dreams of the living, and together they composed a strangely warm night for the people of Mingjiang Prefecture.

……

The "death dream" of the people of Mingjiang Prefecture led to their desire to "rebuild Mingjiang Prefecture".

A strong desire floated in the sky of Huifeng Medical College, and finally condensed into a stream and penetrated into Zhou Xuan's Book of Will.

"Storyteller Zhou Xuan's wish is to make Mingjiang Mansion return to the time three days ago."

"We need the consent of six gods."

The "Book of Will" in Zhou Xuan's hand, faced with such a magnificent wish, showed golden fonts slowly, one word at a time, like squeezing out toothpaste.

The Heavenly Book also seemed to be making careful considerations.

Two lines of words, spit out from midnight until the sky was bright white...

"Six gods agree?"

Zhou Xuan had already started planning in his mind how to find the support of six god-level beings, but Miss Wall in the secret realm was reminding Zhou Xuan loudly.

"Ah Xuan, Ah Xuan... The Mother of All Ghosts is showing signs of revival."

"So fast?"

Zhou Xuan immediately put his mind into the secret realm.

The secret realm is a vast expanse of black water, and the mother of all ghosts is lying in the black water. Her body is like a giant and is extremely powerful.

There are many heads on the body of the Mother of All Ghosts, and each head is the face of an evil ghost - Yaksha, water ghost, hanged ghost... and so on.

The eyes of these evil spirits were originally all closed, but at this moment, there were more than thirty or forty of them with their eyes wide open, with fierce looks in their pupils.

"The Mother of a Hundred Ghosts is the result of the gathering of a hundred ghosts. The more evil ghosts that open their eyes, the more intense the revival is."

Miss Wall analyzed.

"I understand."

Zhou Xuan felt that he was trapped in a paradox - if he wanted to repair Mingjiang Mansion, he had to use the Book of Will.

As long as the Book of Will is used, the incense will vibrate and awaken the Mother of All Ghosts.

If you don't want to awaken the Mother of All Ghosts, you can't use the Book of Will, and rebuilding Mingjiang Mansion will become a "Arabian Nights" in the true sense.
"Before the will can fully take effect, the will of the heavenly book must use its own incense to activate the heavenly book... This is going to be difficult."

Zhou Xuan could first launch the "Mother of Hundred Ghosts", a nuclear bomb that could explode at any time, to, for example, the Buddha Kingdom... or a country outside the sky - the Shenhui Star Kingdom where the Zhaxing is located.

However, the chessboard of the Holy Buddha was broken, and the Buddhist monks who were looking for Bo were all wiped out. The Buddhist Kingdom also had the lesson of the last "Baoshan Temple". If they launch the attack now, the success rate will not be high, and they may fall into the trap set by the Buddhist Kingdom. They may not be able to catch the fox, but lose their lives instead.

As for the Shenhui Star Kingdom, he had no idea where it was located in the sea of ​​stars.

Because of this concern, Zhou Xuan temporarily put aside the matter of "releasing the Mother of a Hundred Ghosts" and made rebuilding Mingjiang Prefecture his top priority.

"The Mother of a Hundred Ghosts is about to wake up. I will think of a way to calm her down first. When the wishes in the Book of Will begin to take effect and the incense is no longer used, I will start the work of sending the Mother of a Hundred Ghosts."

How to suppress it?

Zhou Xuan remembered the City God Taoist Temple where the Blood Well was located, and shouted, "Jingzi, this City God Taoist Temple has always been the nemesis of evil spirits. Why don't you let the City God Taoist Temple suppress the Mother of Hundred Ghosts?"

The Blood Well received the instruction, and the scarlet moon wheel projected into the black water began to rotate. The magnificent Taoist temple of the City God suddenly took off, bringing up tens of thousands of cubic meters of black water waterfalls, causing the secret realm to rumble.

The Taoist temple became a giant cloud-like object, shrouding the Mother of a Hundred Ghosts, and began to slowly sink. Countless City God ink lines fell down and became hooks and anchors. After hooking into the waters around the Mother of a Hundred Ghosts, the ink lines began to tighten and bounce.
"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

The sound of the ink line hitting the mother of a hundred ghosts continued to ring out, and the ghosts began to howl in pain, followed by eerie and weird laughter.

And along with the laughter, the suspended Chenghuang Taoist Temple stopped sinking, as if it was stopped by some huge force.

Zhou Xuan tilted his head and watched.

Is the Chenghuang Taoist Temple useful?

it works!

But only a little bit of use.

Zhou Xuan clearly saw seven or eight evil ghosts and closed his eyes again. The recovery trend of the Mother of a Hundred Ghosts was somewhat curbed... But if he continued to use the Book of Will and continued to generate incense fluctuations, would the Buddha in the thirty-three heavens of the Buddhist kingdom gain more powerful strength and break free from the shackles of the City God Taoist Temple?
Just as he was thinking,
suddenly,

A gust of wind blew up in the black water.

The wind was a breeze that would not hurt anyone. But when it blew across the vast body of the Mother of Ghosts, it was like a lullaby sung by a loving mother, causing the eyes of the ghosts to close one after another.

When the breeze blew the eyes of the last evil ghost closed, the City God Taoist Temple came down with a loud bang, suppressing the Mother of a Hundred Ghosts who had fallen into a deep sleep again.

The wind swirled in the black water again, and when it reached a height of ten feet, it floated into the gate of the Taoist temple, making the entire area of ​​the temple glow with a layer of green luster.

In the Taoist Temple of Chenghuang, Qingfeng returns to his place.

The Taoist temple, Qingfeng and the stone tablet, the three magical instruments that once represented the supreme power of the City God, finally returned to their original parts in Zhou Xuan's secret realm and condensed into the Dharma body of the first City God "Shui Yong" - the City God Temple.

"Qingfeng is coming?"

Zhou Xuan was overjoyed and hurried out of the secret realm.

……

"Xiaoxian...now it's Mr. Big."

Qingfeng appeared in the pavilion and bowed to Zhou Xuan.

Zhao Wuya said to Zhou Xuan, "When Lord Qingfeng came over just now, he saw that you had a ferocious face and thought that something had happened in the secret realm. I calculated and guessed that you wanted to use the City God Taoist Temple to suppress the Mother of Hundred Ghosts, but the Taoist temple was incomplete and lacked some fire. Fortunately, Qingfeng was still there, so I sent that wind into your secret realm."

"You delivered it just in time."

Zhou Xuan was relaxed at this time - the Mother of a Hundred Ghosts was suppressed again and fell asleep again. The crisis had been resolved.

"Mr. Da, I was just in the medical school, looking for you for a long time."

Qingfeng said to Zhou Xuan.

"What do you want me to do? Are you here to send you some advice?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"Send the wind, it was just an accident."

Qing Feng, who is now the head of the City God, said to Zhou Xuan: "My new psychic ability has been activated."

Before the Zoroastrian fire disaster, in order to exchange his psychic properties for the Buddhist Scale of Peace, Qingfeng took the initiative to break his own incense and asked his fifth senior brother to exchange them.

However, the psychic properties will not take effect immediately after the change - after all, the body needs some time to adapt to external objects and learn how to control them.

"so?"

Zhou Xuan asked.

Qingfeng said: "Master, I just used the Taiping scale to weigh Mingjiang Mansion..."

"How is the result?"

"The scale has two ends. On one end, I put the divine bone borrowed from King Xishan. Inside the divine bone is a monk from the Buddhist Kingdom... who can represent the Buddhist Kingdom. On the other end, I put a handful of river water from Mingjiang Prefecture.

Taiyi gave birth to water, water gave birth to heaven and earth, yin and yang, and the four seasons. The water of Mingjiang can represent Mingjiang. "

Qing Feng said: "The end of the demon bone representing the Buddhist Kingdom fell to the bottom, and the river water representing Mingjiang Prefecture was lifted up high -"

The Buddhist country is important, while Mingjiang Prefecture is not important.

"This means that the danger of Mingjiang Prefecture has not been completely resolved. Moreover, one side of the scale is so low, and the other side is so high. This means that Mingjiang Prefecture is not only in danger, but also in great danger?"

Zhou Xuan thought about it for a long time but still couldn't figure it out. Where was the major danger in Mingjiang Prefecture right now?
All the monks who came to the Buddhist kingdom were subdued. Those who could be killed were killed, and those who could be captured were captured.

Zhaxing is dead, and Venerable Qiye also sighs for him.

Zhao Qingxiao has turned into yin and yang energy, and now no one knows where he has landed.

Gong Zheng was also shot to death, and his divinity fell into the hands of Lord Jian.

The Zoroastrian Fire Order was also shattered by Zhou Xuan.
The mother of all ghosts was also suppressed by the City God Temple.
All the crisis variables have been eliminated, and the only things that can be considered dangerous are the Huangyuan demon and the Zoroastrianism.

But the Huangyuan demon did not join the game of heaven and earth.

The Zoroastrianism also hid its true identity and did not dare to show its true face, so it sent some cannon fodder into the game to die.

When the situation was going well, these two cunning big men did not join the game. Now that Mingjiang Prefecture has regained the upper hand, how dare they join the game again?
"But if the river is already very clear and there are no more fish swimming around, how can there be fish in the Taiping Scale?"

Zhao Wuya lowered his head, became euphemistic, and spoke in a vague manner again.

"Yes, if there is no major crisis, the Taiping Scale will not show that kind of hexagram."

Zhou Xuan also agreed.

Qingfeng nodded on the side, agreeing. He had the Taiping Scale, but his insight into worldly affairs was far inferior to that of Zhou Xuan and Zen Master Wuya. He was very self-aware and did not comment on the matters. He just explained the hexagram of the "Taiping Scale" clearly and then waited for instructions.

"Master, do you have any constructive suggestions?"

"No, little monk."

"Neither do I." Zhou Xuan also couldn't figure out where the crisis came from, so he said to Qingfeng, "There are two possibilities. The first is that there is indeed a crisis in Mingjiang Mansion that none of us can imagine. The crisis is already hidden, but the movement is too small for us to notice.

The second type - the hexagram of Taiping Scale, there is a problem. "

Zhou Xuan stood up, held Qingfeng's shoulder, and said, "After all, Taiping said that this psychic feature was only replaced not long ago, so there is a possibility that something went wrong."

"Hiss... If that's the case, then my incense offerings would have been in vain, wouldn't it?"

Qingfeng felt that his faith was a little bit broken. He had removed six sticks of incense sticks before replacing the "Taiping Scale". If the Taiping Scale had defects and was a broken instrument, then his incense sticks would have been wasted...

"Don't get too upset. I'm just saying that it might be broken temporarily... maybe the Taiping scale will be fine again in a couple of days?"

Zhou Xuan quickly comforted him, "In the future, you should try to use the Taiping scale to weigh more... Collect more samples, the more the better... We should also pay more attention to see if there are any signs of a major crisis. If there are, we must nip the crisis in the bud this time, rather than letting it bloom like the fire that burned Mingjiang Mansion and let the flowers of evil flourish."

Zhou Xuan has made preparations for both scenarios.

"Master, the arrangements are very thoughtful. I will take my leave first."

"Qingfeng, wait a minute..." "What?"

"If the psychic property of the Taiping Scale has really been destroyed and lost its function due to some force majeure factors..."

"Don't worry, sir, this is my own choice, I won't regret it..."

"Your Qingfeng psychic ability has already been given to me, and you can't take it back."

“……”Qingfeng.

"We have already become one. It's too late to go back."

Zhou Xuan said bluntly.

Qing Feng felt better for some reason and said, "If the Taiping scale is broken, it means... Mingjiang Mansion is not in great danger. I am willing to sacrifice my spiritual ability and incense in exchange for the prosperity of Mingjiang Mansion."

As soon as he finished speaking,
Zhao Wuya raised his head and said, "You can't say that, Brother Xuan. What if the Taiping scale is indeed broken... but the Mingjiang Mansion crisis is real... doesn't that mean Qingfeng will take all the blame? It's so unlucky!"

“……”Qingfeng.

"Yazi, shut up." Zhou Xuan grabbed Zhao Wuya's upper and lower lips, forcing him to shut up. At the same time, he waved his hand, signaling Qingfeng to go first.

"Woo, woo, woo!"

Zhao Wuya danced with joy, as if he wanted to say goodbye to Qingfeng through Zhou Xuan's hand...

……

"Take one step at a time, see what happens next... maybe it's really a matter of balance."

Yun Ziliang discussed the "Taiping Scale Hexagram" with Zhou Xuan and Zhao Wuya.

"maybe."

Zhou Xuan did not dare to take it lightly. Fortunately, in the current Mingjiang Prefecture, there were not only the ancient tree golden bells that could sense danger, but also dozens of Panshan Eagles circling around, and the Blood Well would patrol with its full perception.
Mingjiang Mansion has set up a tight net, and he will be the first to know if there is any disturbance.

"If the big crisis is real, it will always emerge."

When Zhou Xuan said this, he began to discuss the plan of "rebuilding Mingjiang Prefecture".

"The Book of Will has recorded our wishes and also given the requirements. This wish can only be successfully implemented if six gods agree."

"Six?"

Yun Ziliang was a little dumbfounded - six god-level statues, it would be difficult to deal with them.

"Xuan Zi, with your current 'divine affinity', it would be difficult to invite even five or four, let alone six."

"If you only need four or five, that would be easy to do."

Zhou Xuan said confidently: "Lao Yun, let me count for you. Peng Sheng, the musician, and Lord Jian, there are three god-level figures here, and they all have godhood in their hands."

"and then?"

“And then there are the bitter ghosts.”

Ku Gui and Zhou Xuan had never met before, but... Ku Gui helped when the ancient tree golden bell was repaired last time, and this time, he is very likely to help again.

"Even if the bitter ghost will help, what about the fifth one?"

Yun Ziliang asked.

"The fifth one?"

Zhou Xuan looked up at the sky which was already turning white and said, "The fifth one is King Xishan!"

"You want to support King Xishan to become a god-level?"

Yun Ziliang immediately shook his head like a rattle and said, "Let me tell you this, the Hu Clan doesn't even have a hall... The Hu Clan is at most a clan, and a weird clan at that."

"It can be established without a hall."

Zhou Xuan said: "In the hand of the Nuo God, there is a ghost hand godhead. The thief hall in the world is too inferior. The hall master only offers six incense sticks."

To inherit the godhood, one needs to be the person with the highest incense sticks in this hall in the human world and the world of time. Siming's six incense sticks is too low. There must be a "thief" with a higher rank than Siming in the world of time.

If the divinity of the "Ghost Hand" is returned to the Thieves' Hall, a new god-level figure will emerge among the "Thieves" in the World of Time.

That godhood would be wasted.

But King Xishan is different. With the Nine Incense Sticks in the Human World, he has already reached the level of ascending to the sky and killing the old gods. If he inherits the godhood, he must be the new "god-level", no doubt about it!

Among all the foxes in the Hu clan in the world, who can be higher in level than King Xishan?

"Brother Xuan's idea is quite interesting."

Zhao Wuya said: "Build a new hall, and once the hall is established, immediately appoint a new god... Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful."

Yun Ziliang was also persuaded. After careful consideration, he also agreed: "This idea may sound a bit outrageous at first, but it seems to be very feasible."

"Now there are only two problems. How can we build a new hall? And who can we seek support from for the sixth god-level?"

Zhou Xuan said.

After all, Yun Ziliang is an old man who has lived for three hundred years. Now that his family is in decline, he is probably not capable of fighting and charging on the front lines. But it is right to ask him about the knowledge of all kinds of religions and strange things.

"I'll get a pen and paper and write down the process for you. Just have King Xishan follow my process."

"As for the sixth god-level figure, I think we can set the target as the 'Mountain Ancestor' that we are looking for dragons."

"Is he willing to help?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"He is most likely unwilling." Yun Ziliang said: "He is a god-level person in our Jingchuan Prefecture. How can he have the time to help Mingjiang Prefecture... But I can create an opportunity for you."

"What opportunity?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"An opportunity to have a face-to-face meeting with him." Yun Ziliang said, "You have a face-to-face meeting with Shan Zu and use your eloquence to... convince him."

"I have to do this. I'm good at it and I'm a sly talker." Zhao Wuya raised his head and said confidently.

Yun Ziliang was so angry that he grabbed Zhao Wuya's head and tried to push it down: "Yazi, you better turn into Zen Master Wuya, you are even more boastful than that bald donkey!"

Looking up, it's Zhao Wuya; looking down, it's Zen Master Wuya.

Yun Ziliang now also understands everything.

……

King Xishan, wearing a fox fur coat and accompanied by three foxes, strolled around the teaching building of Huifeng Medical College.

Huifeng Medical College is the place with the strongest dragon energy in Mingjiang. Protected by the dragon energy, it was naturally the least affected place in the entire Mingjiang Prefecture during the Zoroastrian fire disaster. At least the "experimental building", "service building", and a "teaching building" were not burned down.

King Xishan looked through the window glass at the clean, empty classroom. His old eyes saw an illusion - he saw that the classroom was full of students.

Among the students, more than half are normal people, but a small number are foxes with fox tails growing on their buttocks.

Some of the fox students were taking notes, while others were listening to the class attentively. Humans and foxes reached an unprecedented harmony.

"If this really happens one day, it will be the time for us foxes to enjoy civilization."

King Xishan also wanted the clever descendants of the fox tribe to enter the city like the human race, become part of the city, go to school, work, have a place to live, and no longer be exposed to the sun and wind.

The most important thing is, they no longer have to be hunted by humans and live in fear day and night according to the laws that the foxes have learned.

"King Xishan."

The painter appeared behind King Chuxishan.

"Hey, Lao Hua, let me take a look at these classrooms. They look pretty decent."

King Xishan tightened his fox fur and said with a smile.

"Mr. Da is looking for you."

"Find me?"

"Great thing."

"Don't ask me to supervise the grain."

King Xishan patted his lower abdomen gently and said, "My transverse bone is fractured. Although thanks to the great master, I have repaired the transverse bone with the Taoist Qi of Xigu Zhenchuan, but I still need to rest... Now it would be difficult for me to go out and fight."

"It's not about supervising grain. You will know when you go there."

The painter urged.

"Then I'll go."

……

King Xishan and the painter went together to the pavilion on the bamboo mountain. Zhou Xuan was holding a bamboo stick and rubbing the stains on his teeth with the help of mountain spring water.

"Purrrrrrr!"

After Zhou Xuan spit out the water, he threw away the thin bamboo branch, sat on the ground, and said to King Xishan: "Old Xi, do you want to be a god?"

"What kind of god are you?" King Xishan was still confused.

Zhou Xuan pointed to the sky: "The god level above the sky."

At this point, King Xishan was confused.

"Do you want to? Let me ask you." Zhou Xuan stretched out his hand and poked King Xishan's chest and asked.

“I want it so much.” King Xishan did not hide it and said, “I have been practicing for so many years, hoping to be listed in the immortal class and become a god-level... If I become a god-level, my fox descendants will no longer be bullied... But then I thought about it and felt that I couldn’t become one - firstly, the Hu Clan has no hall, and secondly, even if there is a hall, the demon race will be rejected by the other gods when they go to the sky. If things go wrong, those gods may organize to besiege me..."

"So, you are hiding your knowledge and waiting for an opportunity?"

“Uh…” King Xishan felt that Zhou Xuan’s words were too straightforward, but that was the truth, so he did not deny it. He nodded and said, “I think that Master is the opportunity I have been waiting for for many years.”

"Then your chance has come. It depends on whether you dare to take it."

Zhou Xuan said: "The Music Master and Peng Sheng are now at the god level. I conferred the title on you. Since you are the King of the Mountain, I can still confer the title on you. I have a godhood from the Ghost Hand in my hand."

"hiss……"

After hearing this, King Xishan was certain that Zhou Xuan was serious.

He immediately knelt on one knee and said, "Master, if I, King Xishan, can become a god, the fox clan will share life and death with you and hardships. The fox clans of the nine prefectures of Jing Country will all recognize you as the master of the fox clan with the surname Yun, and will go through fire and water for you without hesitation!"

The fox clan today, by generation, is divided into Yun, Deng, Chang, Qing... The Yun generation is the fox clan with the highest generation...

(End of this chapter)