The most secure job in Dajin

Chapter 124: Long-browed Arhat

The golden "卍" character illuminated the gray Niutou Mountain. After shattering the image of the giant bull, a several-meter-long red cassock flew out from Niutou Mountain.

Hua Changxi's eyes widened when she saw it. There were more than twenty people standing or lying on the robes. She instantly guessed that those people were most likely the ones trapped in the Soul-Devouring Well.

She didn't expect these people to escape so quickly. Seeing that the red robe was rushing in her direction, she flew towards the green river on the cloud without saying a word.

Hua Changxi didn't want to get involved with those cultivators at all. If they made such a big fuss, those people would definitely be hunted down by the monsters in Niutou Mountain. She didn't want to be implicated.

"哐哐哐~"

However, the next moment, a round gong emitting white light flew out from Niutou Mountain, and then three consecutive gong sounds that resounded through the sky reached their ears.

The moment she heard the sound of the gong, Hua Changxi felt an invisible force hitting her head three times violently, causing her to feel excruciating pain. She fell directly from the spiritual cloud and landed heavily on a street where monks gathered to trade.

The monks trading on the street were also attacked. Some of them held their heads and cried, while others, like Hua Changxi, lay on the ground. Everyone suffered great pain.

Hua Changxi lay on the ground for a few minutes before he felt that his brain was no longer blank and he could think a little. At this time, other people on the street also gradually recovered, and what followed was overwhelming panic.

"Oh no! The soul gong has sounded on Niutou Mountain. Everyone, hurry inside and take shelter."

"Soul gong sounds, close the door."

"Everyone, run away!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Before Hua Changxi could stand up from the ground, the trading street where people gathered was deserted. Everyone hid in the nearest houses and closed the doors.

Looking at the streets that suddenly became empty, Hua Changxi realized that danger was approaching. He gritted his teeth, stood up shakily, and walked towards the nearest house.

"Bang bang bang~"

Hua Changxi knocked on several doors in a row, but no one opened the door for her.

Seeing this, Hua Changxi laughed at herself. She was implicated because she saved those monks in the Soul-Devouring Well. Now she needed help, but no one came to lend a hand.

Just when she regretted saving the man, a black dog suddenly appeared on the street, carrying a black robe and throwing it in front of Hua Changxi.

"You are the one that Niutou Mountain wants to capture. No one dares to save you. This is the robe that blocks the detection of spiritual consciousness. The ghost messenger will be here soon. Put it on and run away quickly."

After the black dog said this, it spontaneously combusted. It was a dog made of talisman paper.

Seeing the black robe, the boiling hostility in Hua Changxi's heart subsided a little. He quickly stepped forward to pick up the black robe, condensed the fire lotus in his hand, and warmed the black robe. Finding nothing unusual, he put it on.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your help."

The black dog appeared out of nowhere. She didn't know who gave her the black robe. She could only thank him towards the empty street and stumbled into the fog far away from the skull lanterns on both sides of the street.

She knew there was danger in the fog, but this was the only place she could hide.

"Wow~"

Just as Hua Changxi's figure disappeared in the gray fog, the sound of iron chains rubbing against the ground was heard on the street. Soon, two ferocious men holding iron claw chains and two holding iron whips appeared.

The standard equipment of the ghost catcher in the ghost market include the soul-catching claws, soul-cutting whip, and soul-locking handcuffs.

Obviously, these four big men are ghost messengers of the Ghost Market.

Since the ghost messenger had no spiritual power, Hua Changxi was unable to detect the ghost messenger in advance by sensing the fluctuations of spiritual power. He could only avoid them in the fog by listening to the sounds of footsteps, the friction of iron chains and other sounds.

Fortunately, with each advancement in realm, the sharpness of the five senses would increase by one level. In addition, she was also refining her body, so she could not only hear very subtle sounds, but also smell the cold breath emanating from the ghost messenger.

Every time she avoided a vicious man, Hua Changxi would thank the unknown monk who gave her the black robe. If she didn't have the black robe, she would be a moving target in this ghost market.

Soul attacks are hard to defend against. Even if the Suzaku Flame has a certain degree of damage to the people in the Ghost Market, if more people surround her, or if a strong man like Huang Niu is attracted, she will not be able to hold on for long.

For a period of time afterwards, Hua Changxi hid in the thick fog in fear.

Of course, she is not completely passive.

Not all the ghost officials gathered together, some were alone, and she had the chance to kill them.

However, she did not choose to take action. At this moment, she wanted to leave the ghost market as soon as possible. Killing the ghost would easily expose herself.

However, when she finally arrived at the Green River, she found that the river bank was full of ghosts and the wooden bridge across the river had been guarded by them.

Hua Changxi's heart sank. She had thought about flying directly across the Green River on a cloud. However, looking at the dark green river water, she instinctively felt the danger and did not do so rashly.

Dozens of ghost officials were guarding the wooden bridge, holding either iron chain claws or iron whips in their hands. When she saw that she couldn't cross the river and encountered a lone ghost official, she took action.

Hua Changxi first "accidentally" exposed her whereabouts in the fog, leading the lone ghost into the isolation formation she had set up, and then directly sacrificed the fire lotus to trap the ghost in the fire lotus.

The fire lotus cannot burn the ghost messenger. Only the Vermillion Bird flame sprayed by the firebird can burn the ghost messenger to death.

The Suzaku flame attached to the ghost, and white smoke came out of his body. It burned for several minutes before the ghost was completely reduced to ashes.

Hua Changxi knew that the reason why it took so long was because her soul power was too weak and she could not unleash the power of the Suzaku Flame to destroy gods.

Hua Changxi stepped forward and picked up the iron chain claw dropped by the ghost catcher. With the iron chain claw, she could also actively hunt the ghost catcher.

"Bang~"

The iron chain claws can hook Hua Changxi's soul and the ghost catcher. A lone ghost catcher was hooked by her and pulled into the isolation array, and then he was burned by the Suzaku Flame.

This time, she got another silver-white iron whip.

Because of the isolation formation, the screams of the ghost officials being burned to death by the Vermillion Bird Flame were not heard out. Hua Changxi just used the iron chain claws to burn ten ghost officials to death and obtained four iron claw chains, four iron whips, and two iron handcuffs.

After the hunt, Hua Changxi, who had consumed most of his spiritual power, was quickly absorbing spirit stones to replenish his spiritual power. At this time, the red cassock appeared again.

The cassock was flying rapidly in the air. Not long after, a white arrow shot out from Niutou Mountain and hit the cassock accurately, knocking it down.

"Bang~"

Hua Changxi heard the sound of something heavy falling not far away. Instead of going over to investigate, she quickly evacuated in the opposite direction.

Before he had run far, two ghost messengers descended silently from the sky and met Hua Changxi face to face.

These two ghost officials were taller than the ones they had encountered before, estimated to be three or four meters tall. Hua Changxi was shocked and had no time to set up an isolation formation. He directly threw out the fire lotus, trapping the two ghost officials inside it.

As soon as the firebird appeared, the two ghost officials felt danger, and one of them picked up the white bones around his neck and was about to blow them.

At this time, two golden "卍" characters flew into the fire lotus and directly smashed the two ghost officials to pieces.

"Amitabha!"

A middle-aged monk wearing a cassock and with long eyebrows walking into his temples walked out of the gray fog.

Hua Changxi looked at him with a wary expression, took a few steps back and distanced himself from him.

The middle-aged monk saw it, smiled, and picked up the bones on the ground: "This is a soul bone whistle, don't you want it?"

Hua Changxi: "You killed the ghost messenger, so the things are naturally yours."

Hearing this, the middle-aged monk smiled again and said, "Thank you for saving me in the Soul Devouring Well before."

Hua Changxi said directly: "I regret saving you now."

The middle-aged monk smiled and said, "Your help came out of kindness in your heart. If you regret it, you are the one who regrets it for not being kind."

Hua Changxi didn't want to argue with the monk, so he asked, "How did you escape so quickly?"

The middle-aged monk thanked him again: "It's all thanks to the Jieling Pill and the Healing Pill you left behind."

Hua Changxi still felt that they moved too fast, but was too lazy to ask further questions: "Master just helped me kill two ghost messengers, so we are even." After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

The middle-aged monk saw her and hurriedly called her: "Donor, please stay, I am..."

Hua Changxi interrupted him: "We just met by chance, so there's no need to introduce our names to each other."

Seeing that Hua Changxi was eager to get rid of him, the middle-aged monk could only say: "If you want to leave here, I'm afraid you can't do it by yourself."

This really made Hua Changxi stop in her tracks. She knew too little about the situation in the ghost market and was afraid of stepping into a trap she didn't know about. However, she didn't believe it completely: "Master, what do you mean?"

Middle-aged monk: "I am an Arhat from Xiangguo Temple. You can call me Changmei."

Long-browed Arhat was a little surprised to see that he had revealed his family background but the other party was still indifferent.

Xiangguo Temple is the number one Buddhist temple in Dajin, with countless believers. Even if the young lady opposite is not a believer, she should still show respect to Youjiacai.

Seeing that Hua Changxi didn't respond, the long-browed arhat could only get straight to the point: "The only way to cross the Styx is to take the wooden bridge. Now the wooden bridge is guarded by ghosts, so it's very difficult to cross it."

Hua Changxi remained silent. She couldn't expose her ignorance. Once people knew that she knew nothing about the ghost market, she might be taken advantage of.

The Styx should be the green river.

Seeing that Hua Changxi didn't respond, the long-browed arhat said, "If we can't cross the river, it's no use staying in the ghost market. Huang Mang will soon use the Guanjing to search for us."

Hua Changxi finally responded: "It's not us, it's you. That yellow cow doesn't know I exist."

The long-browed arhat smiled and said, "You may be mistaken. If nothing unexpected happens, the first person Huang Mang will look for should be you."

Hua Changxi frowned: "Master, are you threatening me?"

The long-browed arhat shook his head, his face showing seriousness: "It seems that the donor does not know what the demon race fears the most. The demon race fears the most is the emergence of a strong person in the human race who inherits the aspirations of the four spirits."

"The Four Spirits suppress all monsters, and are the most feared existences of the monster clan. And you, the donor, used the Vermillion Bird Flame in the Soul Devouring Well, leaving behind the Vermillion Bird's aura."

Hua Changxi was shocked, but he still looked unconvinced: "There are so many cultivators in the Ghost Market, I don't believe he can find it."

Long-browed Arhat: "The robes on the donor's body can defend against ordinary spiritual detection, but they cannot defend against Guan Jing's detection."

Seeing Hua Changxi's uncertain expression, the long-browed arhat took off his cassock and said, "This poor monk's cassock has Buddhist defensive inscriptions, which can take you across the Styx." Hua Changxi looked at the cassock and said, "Master, what do you want me to do?"

The long-browed arhat clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I would like to ask you to take the other people who escaped from the Soul Devouring Well across the river. Don't worry, when you cross the river later, I will stay behind to make sure you cross the river safely."

Hua Changxi frowned: "Why don't you take them across the river yourself?"

The long-browed arhat smiled and said, "I was just shot by a soul-devouring arrow. I won't live long after crossing the river. I might as well do something useful."

Hua Changxi looked at him and said, "You can't survive after being hit by a soul-devouring arrow?"

Long-browed Arhat: "If a fifth-grade alchemist appeared right now, I might still be saved. However, it is hard to find a second-grade alchemist nowadays, so where can I find a fifth-grade alchemist?"

Hua Changxi: "Master, isn't he from Xiangguo Temple? Can't you ask the royal family for help? The royal family should have a high-quality alchemist, right?"

The long-browed arhat shook his head: "As far as I know, the most powerful alchemist in the royal family can only refine third-grade elixirs."

The royal family does have a profound heritage, but alchemists need spiritual plants to make elixirs. Hundreds of years ago, a number of blessed places did appear in Dajin, but due to the concentration of spiritual energy, high-quality spiritual plants could not grow.

Without spiritual plants of the corresponding grade, how can one refine the corresponding spiritual pills?

Hua Changxi couldn't figure out whether the Long-browed Arhat was real or not. Although she didn't sense any malice from him, she was still hesitant about whether to cooperate with him.

At this moment, in the dim fog, a skeleton with a bright white glow emerged, and then, the soul shadow of a huge bull also appeared.

As soon as the skeleton and the giant bull appeared, they dispersed the gray fog and visibility improved a lot.

"Oh no, Huang Mang called Madam White Bone here."

The long-browed arhat's expression changed drastically. He walked towards Hua Changxi with the cassock in his hand, put it directly in her hands, told her the formula to control the cassock, and then took off the bodhi string from his neck:

"The donor is out. If you have time, please send my bodhi beads back to Xiangguo Temple. If you can offer them before the Buddha, it will not be in vain for me to come to this world."

After saying that, without waiting for Hua Changxi to react, he flew towards Madam Bai Gu and Huang Mang.

When Hua Changxi saw this, he quickly asked, "Master, you haven't told me where the others are?"

When the long-browed arhat heard her ask this, he knew that she agreed to lead people across the river, and his brows relaxed a lot: "Donor, take the cassock to the river, and someone will naturally come out to meet you."

"Donor, please remember, when you go to the ghost market in the future, don't come to Genmen again." After saying that, he left without looking back.

When Hua Changxi saw this, he looked at the cassock in his hand, gritted his teeth, and flew towards the river bank on a cloud.

"Boom~"

Not long after it flew out, a shadow of an Arhat several dozen meters tall and filled with golden light appeared in the air, and the fog within a radius of dozens of miles was dispelled.

Hua Changxi was shocked when he saw it.

The shadow of the Arhat stood in front of Madam Bai Gu and Huang Mang, blocking their way.

Hua Changxi took a look and continued to fly towards the river. As soon as he approached the river bank, more than a dozen people ran out from various places.

Some of these people were holding iron chain claws, and some were holding iron whips. They were all monks who were capable of fighting against the ghost messengers.

Everyone's eyes fell on the cassock in Hua Changxi's hand.

"Fellow Daoist, did Master Changmei ask you to pick us up?"

Hua Changxi looked at these people and said, "Whoosh!", he threw open his robes, and the robes grew in the wind. Then, without Hua Changxi saying anything, those people quickly put on the robes.

"Is there anyone else?"

Hua Changxi asked, and seeing that no one spoke, he waited for a while, and then several more cultivators came.

At this time, the ghost messengers had already discovered them and were running towards them.

When Hua Changxi saw this, he didn't wait any longer and controlled the cassock to fly across the green Styx which was hundreds of meters wide.

Just as the cassock was flying over the Green River, a fierce battle broke out between the Long-browed Arhat, the White Bone Lady, and the Yellow Mang. The battle was so fierce that the air was shaking.

"Master Changmei, he burned his own golden elixir."

Someone on the cassock was crying.

"Master Changmei is trying to save us."

Hua Changxi looked back at the tall Arhat spirit and her heart was shaken. She could not understand this state of self-sacrifice.

In her opinion, even if she wanted to benefit others, she should do so under the premise of protecting herself. She could never do something like burning herself to light up others.

But standing on the cassock and flying over the River Styx, as the one who benefited, she felt admiration and gratitude in her heart.

Hua Changxi remained silent, then just stared at the green river below with a serious expression.

On the cassock, golden '卍' characters appeared. Under the suppression of the '卍', the green river that was originally surging and boiling with layer upon layer of splashes of water calmed down a little.

"Nether Dragon, take action!"

Mrs. Bones' sharp voice rang out.

When Hua Changxi heard this, his expression immediately became serious.

Dark Dragon?

A dragon from the River Styx?
The next moment, her guess was confirmed. The Green River began to stir up waves again, even more violently than before. Soon, a huge whirlpool appeared in the middle of the river.

"Wow~"

A long green dragon formed by green water slowly emerged from the vortex.

Seeing the green dragon, Hua Changxi and the people in the cassock showed expressions of horror. The green dragon gave off a chilling and cold aura that made people chilled. At this moment, the cassock was sailing on the Green River, and they could neither advance nor retreat.

"roar~"

The green dragon roared towards the cassock, and a terrifying air wave hit it, making the cassock unstable.

"Everyone, use your spiritual power to keep the robe steady. If it falls into the River Styx, we will all die." A young monk shouted anxiously.

After hearing this, everyone used their spiritual power to stabilize the robe.

Hua Changxi stood at the front end of the cassock. She ignored the actions of others and just stared at the green dragon without blinking. At this moment, she had only one thought: she must not die. She must overcome the green dragon's obstruction and leave alive.

The green dragon roared, as if announcing its appearance to everyone, and the next moment, the entire dragon body flew out of the river.

Seeing the green dragon flying directly towards the cassock, everyone on the cassock showed a look of despair.

At this time, the fight between the Long-browed Arhat, the White Bone Lady, and Huang Mang behind him had reached its most intense moment.

Seeing the huge palm formed by the spiritual power of the Long-browed Arhat heading towards the skeleton, Hua Changxi's face darkened, and his right hand glowed brightly. Then, an illusory spiritual hand flew out.

The spiritual hand grew bigger and bigger above the green river, becoming as big as a mountain. Finally, when the green dragon rushed over, it lashed out fiercely at the dragon's head.

When the green dragon saw the giant hand, it didn't care at first. It was a soul beast and its spiritual power could hurt it, but not fatally. So it just rushed towards the giant hand.

However, when the green dragon reached the coverage of the giant hand, it showed a look of horror, as it felt the powerful force of suppression.

The green dragon was startled and wanted to escape, but the giant hand had already slapped it. It also saw the five golden "swastika" characters on the five fingers of the giant hand.

"roar~"

If the previous dragon roar revealed its domineering and majestic power, then this dragon roar could not conceal the green dragon's fear and horror at the moment.

"Save me~"

The giant hand not only carried a huge repressive force, but also a fire lotus blooming in the palm. The green dragon felt a strong sense of crisis and shouted for help without caring about his face.

Hearing the Nether Dragon's cry for help, all the monsters in the Nine Netherworlds Genmen Pass were shocked. Even Madam White Bone and Huang Mang, who were fighting fiercely, ignored the attack of the Long-browed Arhat and turned around to look over.

In the dim sky, a huge green lotus emerged, followed by a huge phoenix, a giant horse, a giant wolf, a giant rat, and a giant tiger.

"Boom~"

The giant hand slapped the green dragon directly and sent it flying into the river. Not only that, the monsters also saw that the body of the Hades Dragon was ablaze with flames. When it fell into the River Styx, the flames not only did not go out, but instantly ignited the River Styx, causing thousands of ghosts in the river to scream miserably.

"Suzaku Flame!"

"kill!"

Realizing that the flame on the Nether Dragon was the Vermillion Bird Flame, the demons who had been watching from the sidelines all took action and attacked fiercely in the direction of the cassock.

Hua Changxi almost exhausted all her physical and spiritual energy in dealing with the green dragon. Now seeing so many monsters attacking her, she became desperate.

"Hey~"

A golden Arhat spirit rushed to the river bank and blocked all attacks: "Go!"

When Hua Changxi saw this, he quickly controlled the cassock and flew towards the other side.

"Boom~"

A violent impact came from behind, like a strong wind, pushing the cassock some distance and blowing it directly to the other side.

"Bang bang bang~"

The cassock fell to the shore, and Hua Changxi and others fell down. At this moment, no one cared about the pain and looked towards the other side of the river.

Attacks such as green lotus petals, tiger claws, phoenix flames, wolf claws, horse hooves, etc. all fell on the Arhat's spirit shadow and shattered it in an instant.

Hua Changxi saw that on the bank across the river, the body of the Long-browed Arhat was cracking bit by bit. An unconcealable emotion was hitting her chest. She gritted her teeth, controlled the cassock again, and flew into the gray fog without looking back.