Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

Chapter 340 The Physical Bodies of the Deceased True Immortals and Evil Buddhas (A Long Chapter of 10,000 Words, Please Subscribe)
"You're a little strange..."

Those things that had transformed into the shape of dried yellow peel spoke with surprise and looked puzzled.

They also have three flames on their bodies.

Call it a spiritual fire or a life-giving fire, it doesn't matter.

In short, their flames were almost identical to those of other Daoists of the Jietian Sect, such as Xuan Yangzi and Qian Zhenzi.

From color to vigor.

Furthermore, the area illuminated was entirely within a three-foot radius.

In contrast, consider the dried yellow peel.

His three fires were truly like a small sun.

One-tenth of the entire passage in Ganyuan was illuminated by it.

Chen Huangpi asked in confusion, "You went to great lengths to trick me into cultivating this fire technique, but now that I've started, you all seem unhappy about it?"

He was also extremely uneasy.

These ghostly things aren't particularly powerful.

But it looked truly terrifying; it was the strangest thing he had ever seen in his life.

Moreover, a brass oil lamp must be left at the very beginning.

For this reason, he was even willing to let himself leave.

What exactly do they want to do?
"This fire is the fire of longevity; it burns away your lifespan."

The ghostly things all spoke in unison, their voices surging from all directions: "Once the longevity fire is lit, it will not go out until your lifespan is exhausted. After that, you will be reunited with our kind."

"And here, the remains of the longevity fire will also be left."

"But there's something wrong with your life force..."

"You seem to live as long as the heavens, yet it's also like the complete opposite."

"You are dead..."

These strange things actually answered Chen Huangpi's question.

It seems that as long as Chen Huangpi leaves quickly and leaves the brass oil lamp behind, everything can be discussed.

Upon hearing this, Chen Huangpi thought to himself, "I am Huangtian, so naturally I live as long as the heavens. As for the reverse, that's not wrong either. My master said that I haven't truly come back to life yet, so naturally I am dead."

However, he didn't want to become one of these monsters.

Moreover, he felt that this strange longevity fire might not be able to do it at all.

Yellow Heaven is the Way of Heaven.

It is the embodiment of the will of heaven and earth.

Being able to become human is already a unique exception throughout countless eras.

What if it turns into something else?

Even thinking about it seems impossible.

At this moment, the brass oil lamp beside him said nervously, "What are you ghostly things? Evil spirits? Or damned external evils?"

It didn't know how it had become an immortal being.

If we're really comparing lifespans, I can't possibly outlive Chen Huangpi.

These things are truly bizarre.

It is something that even the most yin and evil Nine Netherworld Lamp cannot see through.

It's quite possible that they don't even belong to this world.

Sure enough, something spoke up: "The immortal race, the evil is something of their world. To them, everything from the Great Void is considered an external evil."

"impossible!"

Chen Huangpi and the brass oil lamp blurted out at the same time, "External evils don't grow up like you."

They've seen external evils before.

It's like a worm.

It's impossible to kill, and it feeds on time.

Some powerful external evils can even devour unborn, egg-shaped dried tangerine peels.

If it were truly such a monstrous thing, how could it possibly be someone easy to get along with?

They're probably going to devour them alive right from the start.

Chen Huangpi gripped the Void-Piercing Divine Sword tightly and said coldly, "Get out of the way, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

However, those so-called external evils shook their heads and sighed.

"Chen Huangpi, you can leave now."

"But the immortal species must be preserved."

"It is not an immortal species!"

Chen Huangpi firmly stated, "I'll say it again, you've made a mistake. It's just a magic weapon, not the immortality seed you're talking about!"

Having said that, the Void-Piercing Divine Sword in his hand emitted and emitted sword energy.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent.

He was losing patience and was prepared to fight his way out.

At this moment, the ghost in the Book of Souls suddenly spoke up: "Master, why don't you follow their lead and ask them what they intend to do with Huang Er?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Huangpi paused for a moment.

When he entered the Sutra Repository before, the brass oil lamp forcibly burned its wick to take him out, activating the Divine Light of Escape.

As a result, he lost his life, only to find that Xu Qingshan and his evil spirits only wanted to give him a pill formula.

It was quite a blunder.

The ghost's current meaning is that we might as well take another look.

Perhaps the situation isn't as dangerous as we imagine.

Thinking of this, Chen Huangpi looked at the brass oil lamp.

Although keeping dogs is not working right now.

But this person and the lamp grew up together, and their understanding of each other is like a farmer's understanding of manure.

At that moment, the brass oil lamp understood Chen Huangpi's thoughts.

Then, a bold idea popped into its head.

"Cough cough..."

The brass oil lamp cleared its throat and said seriously, "Chen, now that things have come to this, I have no choice but to lay my cards on the table. In fact, I am a long-lived being, just like these ghostly things, all from the Great Void."

"Huang Er, you..."

Chen Huangpi's expression changed drastically, and he pointed his sword at the brass oil lamp in disbelief.

The tip of the Void-Piercing Divine Sword trembled slightly.

"You wouldn't believe it, would you?"

The brass oil lamp cried out, "My kinsman, it's me who betrayed you again this time."

Then it said to those ghostly things, "Speak, what exactly do you want to do by trying so hard to lure this immortal being into the deepest part of that Ganyuan Abyss?"

"If this immortal being is in a good mood, I might help you out."

“Awaken Him.”

"Who is He?"

"I don't know."

These self-proclaimed evil spirits all shook their heads.

Since their birth, they have been in this abyss, and the will in their minds tells them to do this. Apart from that, they do not know what that will is.

Or rather, who exactly is He?

They only knew that long ago, monks would come here, but as time passed, they were never seen again.

Those cultivators were often deceived by them. In the end, their life-giving fire burned out, their life-giving root remained here, and the part that left turned into a ghostly dragon.

The lifespan of the serpent is almost endless.

But to this day, not a single Nether Serpent has been able to leave the Nine Seas.

It seems that some force is holding them captive.

If Chen Huangpi hadn't brought the brass oil lamp this time, and they hadn't unexpectedly discovered that the oil lamp was actually an immortal creature, they probably wouldn't have been able to achieve their goal even after the world had ended.

The brass oil lamp then asked, "How can we awaken Him?"

“By becoming a part of Him, you can awaken Him.”

Upon hearing this, the brass oil lamp was dumbfounded.

To become part of something else?

I am the Nine Netherworld Divine Lamp.

It is an existence that is close to the Dao, possessing its own Dao fruit.

Even if I've lost my mind, I won't become a part of someone else's life.

"So there's nothing to talk about?"

The brass oil lamp roared furiously, "You brain-dead idiots! I was hoping to talk to you properly, but you actually want to kill me! What happened to the promise of immortality?"

"In your eyes, do you still see me as an immortal being?"

They call themselves immortal beings, shouldn't they respect themselves?
Judging from the way they look at it, they don't even consider themselves human.

Those things said in bewilderment, "The immortal being, you have already lost your essence by transforming into an object. You should have chosen to merge with Him. This is a rebirth."

"Freshman my ass!"

The brass oil lamp immediately started cursing: "Why don't you brain-dead idiots go to rebirth? You've even fallen from your true nature! Do you know what the essence of this lamp is? It's the external evil of your Taixu!"

"Oh, it's the external evil of our Taixu. The external evil is a part of the power of the Heavenly Dao!"

“Huang Er, you are not a pure-blooded external evil.”

At that moment, Chen Huangpi added, "I have seen your true nature; it should be an evil that has been transformed from external evil."

Unlike brass oil lamps.

Chen Huangpi is a product of the power of the Heavenly Dao, which is a part of the power of the Yellow Heaven and the Great Void.

The brass oil lamp is an evil manifestation of a portion of the power of the Taixu Heavenly Dao.

If we consider bloodline...

Chen Huangpi is a hybrid, and the brass oil lamp is a mutation.

Those things looked at the brass oil lamp with growing impatience.

Although they were born in this abyss.

But there are some things they are born knowing.

The Heavenly Dao of Taixu is incomplete.

Instead, it split into countless parts, resembling the kind of external evil insects that once hunted down Chen Huangpi.

If the external evil insect falls into the essence.

It will then transform into some kind of object, which could be a stone or a magical artifact.

This thing is alive.

Therefore, it is called the immortal species, but if it falls into its essence again.

Or rather, it merges with certain existences.

That would usher in a new life.

The new god, after fusion, becomes extremely powerful and wields authority over the immortal race.

"You stay here, and we'll let him go."

Something delivered an ultimatum: "None of you are leaving."

"Then give it a try!"

Chen Huangpi held his sword across his chest and sneered, "I'd like to see what makes you so confident that you can keep me here!"

Having said that, he was too lazy to waste any more words on these things.

The Void-Piercing Divine Sword in his hand became incredibly hot, and its dazzling sword light transformed into a blinding sword aura sun.

Although I haven't figured out the art of seeing flowers in a mirror or the moon in water lately.

However, Chen Huangpi's swordsmanship skills improved by leaps and bounds.

"One sword rises, ten thousand swords return!"

Chen Huangpi swung his sword, and the sword energy on the blade instantly rose into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, one after another, divine swords that seemed to be real descended from the sky.

The swords pierced deep into the darkness.

At the same time, all the swords resonated.

The invisible sword intents intertwined and crisscrossed, forming an invisible net.

"Collect it from me!"

With Chen Huangpi's command.

One after another, incredibly sharp white lines suddenly tightened.

Whether it was a ghost disguised as him or a Taoist from the Jietian Sect, it couldn't even react before the white thread sliced ​​through its body and cut it into tiny fragments on the spot.

This is the most ruthless sword technique that Chen Huangpi has developed so far.

It's like casting a net into water; once you're caught, it's a dead end.

At the same time, Chen Huangpi was also igniting the three fires within him.

Whoosh whoosh! ! !
The three life-forces surged dramatically, increasing several times over.

Half of the entire Ganyuan area was illuminated.

Chen Huangpi saw the ghostly things he had killed.

However, to his near-silence, after those ghostly things were killed, they immediately turned to ashes and merged into the earth, only to reappear shortly afterward.

They are impossible to kill.

And, just as Xuan Yangzi said.

As long as the magic is performed in this place, these ghostly things will immediately imitate it.

Just the blink of an eye.

Those ghostly things all turned into the shape of Chen Huangpi.

Because he is the strongest here.

Looking at the bright, sword-like suns, Chen Huangpi felt a chill run down his spine.

The brass oil lamp shrieked, "Chen Huangpi, don't use your ultimate move! These things are impossible to kill. Now they've learned your methods and are going to use them against you!"

Chen Huangpi looked unwell.

He never imagined that his newly devised swordsmanship technique would be learned in an instant.

Could these things be even more geniuses than I am?

"Family member, what are you still daydreaming about?"

The brass oil lamp, sensing the dense array of sword-like energy emanating from the sun, whose power was identical to that of Chen Huangpi, urged in alarm, "You should know how to break your technique, shouldn't you?"

"What do you say?"

Chen Huangpi's face was pale.

He only figured out how to use this method, but he never really thought about how to break it.

"What should I do?"

"Don't worry, I have other ideas!"

Chen Huangpi gritted his teeth and said, "I have even more powerful methods, they are endless, and my human fruits are equally endless! It's just a matter of brute force overpowering all techniques!"

After saying that, Chen Huangpi stomped his foot.

The towering demonic tree behind them rose up from the ground once more.

The flames, burning like blood, gave the tree a dazzling, ruby-red hue.

Wow…

Countless fruits fell from the trees.

Chen Huangpi sat cross-legged on the canopy of the demon tree, his hands forming a mudra.

Killing Sword Technique!!!

Those people were also forming hand seals.

The next second!!!
Endless sword light clashed with the soul-killing technique of the Killing Sword Art.

In an instant, the entire Ganyuan seemed to fall into a kind of deathly silence.

boom……

The blinding sword light and the power of the killing spirit exploded.

The canopy of the magic tree trembled incessantly.

The burning tree trunk also cracked open with fissures.

Click...

Click...

The towering demon tree collapsed instantly.

Chen Huangpi groaned, feeling as if he were being stabbed by thousands of sharp swords.

pain……

Immense pain.

It was truly a pain like being torn to pieces.

Then look at those ghostly things.

They all froze in place.

The dried yellow peel was injured, so how could they possibly be unharmed?

Their souls had been completely annihilated, leaving only empty shells.

"Walk!!!"

Despite the excruciating pain, Chen Huangpi grabbed the brass oil lamp and rushed toward the exit as fast as he could.

But that's it.

In the darkness, towering demonic trees rose from the ground.

Those demonic trees were also burning with blood-red flames.

Chen Huangpi's expression became unusually interesting.

"Ruined!"

The brass oil lamp said despairingly, "They can even use the techniques of your Five Organs Refining Spirit Method, Chen Huangpi, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve?"

"have!!!"

Chen Huangpi gritted his teeth and said, "I still have Yellow Spring Yin Soil. I refuse to believe that these things can even summon Yellow Spring Yin Soil!"

Although these ghostly things are extremely evil.

But Chen Huangpi also figured out some of the tricks of the trade.

That is, these things are only using methods, not that they are actually like Chen Huangpi, with the Five Organs Refining Spirit Method in their bodies, and the Demon Tree and Red Evil as the main gods in the Kidney Temple and Liver Temple.

The techniques these things employ are like reflections in a mirror.

They can only be used after the dried tangerine peel has been processed.

The Yellow Springs Earth is a gift from the Underworld Emperor to Chen Huangpi.

That thing can transform into the very essence of the underworld.

If we could actually make these things exactly the same.

Chen Huangpi truly had no choice but to accept his fate.

“Come out!!!”

Chen Huangpi raised his voice and shouted to the sky.

Before he finished speaking, a palm-sized piece of Netherworld Soil appeared beneath his feet.

At the same time, a thought occurred to him.

The fox mountain god also jumped out.

"The onion grower!"

Before the fox mountain god could react, Chen Huangpi's voice rang out.

Without saying a word, the latter immediately scattered the seeds of the scallion man.

In an instant, the Yin Earth of the Yellow Springs changed completely.

Because there is life.

"Raise it!!"

Chen Huangpi lowered his head and pointed to the Yellow Springs Yin Earth.

The Yin Earth of the Underworld expanded instantly, and one after another, scallion-like figures emerged from the soil.

This doesn't look like the underworld.

It's more like a vibrant little world.

at the same time.

On Chen Huangpi's chest, a crimson sun and a bright moon immediately appeared.

The sun and moon chase each other, their colors as dazzling as flowing rainbows.

Chen Huangpi's feet tread on the dark earth of the Yellow Springs.

He immediately felt his own power amplified three times more than before, completely irrationally.

At the same time, the three flames on his shoulders and head burned even more fiercely, as if fuel had been added to the fire.

What's even scarier is.

The flames seemed to have reached some kind of critical value.

It turned into a golden-black color in an instant.

The outer edge of the flame is black, while the very center is gold.

Click...

In a daze.

Chen Huangpi heard a faint cracking sound.

It was as if some kind of shackle on my body had been broken.

But he can't afford to think about those things now.

"I see my sword as I see myself!"

Chen Huangpi's aura turned extremely cold.

A cold, ruthless sharpness shone in his eyes.

Man and sword unite!

in this state.

All the distracting thoughts in Chen Huangpi's mind were swept away.

All he wants now is to kill to his heart's content.

"Kill! Kill! Slash! Slash! Slash!"

Countless invisible sword energies roared around Chen Huangpi, forming a long river.

This long river is boundless.

He leaped into the depths, transforming into the will within this long river of sword energy, charging forward with unstoppable killing intent, crashing fiercely into the seemingly endless dark abyss.

Three golden-black flames, like three suns.

Beneath his feet, the constantly emerging scallion-like beings caused the Yellow Springs Yin Earth to swell.

A threefold increase, plus this long river of sword energy.

This sword strike, even if the immortal had been arrogant and hadn't used his ability to influence time, would have instantly obliterated him into nothingness.

"Add me one!"

The brass oil lamp was equally ruthless. It transformed into its original form, and wherever its black ghostly fire shone, pale hands appeared out of thin air, forming hand seals.

This is a deadly move, containing evil and filthy power.

Anyone who comes into contact with it will immediately turn into an inanimate object.

Then look at the ghostly thing in the darkness.

At this moment, they are trembling, filled with fear.

What they feared was not Chen Huangpi's killing move, but the golden-black flames.

The flames showed no signs of going out.

Throughout the entire process, Chenhuangpi never showed any signs of transforming into its own kind.

This is something that would never happen to anyone else.

Even if they are gods transformed from immortal beings.

Those beings in the Taixu World, who are supreme, whose lower limit is the True Immortal of the Xuanzhen Dao Realm and whose upper limit is an existence close to the Dao, will have their lifespan burned continuously once they choose to ignite the flame.

It is close to the Tao, and one lives as long as Heaven. But lifespan is also a fixed number.

Moreover, it is absolutely impossible for someone like Chen Huangpi to burn with lifespan as if it were endless.

"This is the true immortal species..."

Before being washed away into dust by the river of sword energy, all beings in the darkness had this thought in their minds.

In a sense.

Chenhuangpi is indeed the only one that can be called a long-lived species.

Because of his master.

That Heavenly Dao Lord wants to merge the Xuanzhen Dao Realm and the Taixu World into one, ultimately creating a perfect world.

Although Chen Huangpi has not yet truly come back to life.

But he is, after all, an existence composed of the Heavenly Dao of the Yellow Heaven and the Great Void.

Above the river of sword energy, three great suns burst forth with brilliance.

Everything in Gan Yuan, except for its deepest part, was illuminated at this moment.

And his river of sword energy kept flowing back and forth.

Those ghostly things die and then come back to life, only to be killed again after their resurrection.

Thus, the cycle repeats itself.

Perhaps they can indeed mimic the long river of sword energy that Chen Huangpi is currently displaying.

But they never had the chance to use their abilities.

"Who else?"

Chen Huangpi's voice echoed in Ganyuan.

But all that responded to him was a long, ceaseless river of sword energy.

The brass oil lamp shouted, "Family member, no wonder you always say you're invincible below the level of immortals. I thought you were just bragging, but I didn't expect it to be true!"

"Hmph, even if an immortal came, I wouldn't be afraid!"

Chen Huangpi stood on the Yin Earth of the Yellow Springs, and at that moment he felt invincible.

It has a feeling that a casual strike could make the heavens and earth tremble.

Although this is a three-fold increase thanks to the Yellow Springs Yin Earth, it is a power brought about by external forces.

But power is power.

Are we just going to leave it unused and let it collect dust?

But at this moment.

Those things destroyed by the river of sword energy no longer resurrected, but instead merged into the earth.

Chen Huangpi looked down.

He saw a vast expanse of black earth.

And the earth is writhing and trembling.

In the darkness, a will descended silently.

A chilling aura slowly emerged from the earth, sending shivers down Chen Huangpi's spine.

Or rather, there is something that grew out of this earth.

He was a young man dressed in feathered robes, with skin as white as jade, and standing eight feet tall.

The young man's face was covered with strange writing.

Chen Huangpi recognized it at a glance; it was the same ox hoof pattern he had seen outside earlier.

And unlike before...

This time, Chen Huangpi didn't get distracted.

He did not see the four-eyed blue ox.

Therefore, he knew the meaning of the words on the young man's face.

"Servant of God..."

Chen Huangpi blurted out subconsciously, "No, this is a true immortal. He died in Ganyuan. This is a divine servant transformed from his lifespan. Those ghostly things summoned him out!"

Those ghostly things really can't summon the Yellow Springs Yin Earth.

However, this does not mean that there are no beings in Ganyuan more powerful than Chen Huangpi.

They just hadn't dared to use it before...

Because within this abyss dwells an incomparably powerful evil.

That evil creature had been starving for many years.

"A true immortal..."

The brass oil lamp was completely dumbfounded.

Is there really a true immortal in this Ganyuan?
Moreover, it has become some kind of divine servant, and it seems to have completely transformed into the shape of the Great Ruins.

How is this played?
If he doesn't summon his clone back, Chen Huangpi won't become a demon, and he won't even have a chance to fight a true immortal like this.

"Family, let's go!!!"

The brass oil lamp, in a desperate attempt, emptied all the oil and activated its Divine Light of Escape.

A dazzling golden light shone in all directions.

This immortal doesn't know how much of his former power he still possesses, and there seems to be no sign of him fully recovering. If we don't run away now, we might never have another chance.

but……

This Divine Light of Escape is meaningless.

Because just as the Divine Light of Escape carried Chen Huangpi out of Ganyuan and was about to return to the Nine Seas.

The immortal opened his empty eyes.

A faint, silvery river flashed past its eyes.

Then, time was instantly reversed.

It goes back to the time when Chen Huangpi unleashed a long river of sword energy, descending from top to bottom, intending to annihilate everything.

But those things that had transformed into the shape of dried tangerine peel disappeared.

In the future, they will merge into the earth and awaken these true immortals.

And now, they naturally cannot exist either.

The immortal took a step forward.

With just one step, he appeared before the river of sword energy.

Then, the immortal stiffly raised his palm and gently tapped it with his index finger.

boom……

The river of sword energy instantly transformed into countless points of light that rained down from the sky.

Chen Huangpi, who was the first to be affected, was visibly shaken.

His vital energy was instantly dissipated by this finger strike, and he was shot into the deepest part of Gan Yuan like an arrow released from a bow.

The brass oil lamp was beaten unconscious.

An immortal is an immortal.

At least there's a character for "person".

True immortals, however, have no connection with humans whatsoever.

Even if a true immortal transforms into a root of life after death, becomes a divine servant, and merges with this Gan Yuan, the one who needs to be awakened is still a true immortal.

At the very moment before we were about to plunge into the deepest part of Ganyuan.

Despite the excruciating pain, Chen Huangpi trembled as he slapped the Soul-Hooking Book.

next second.

A coffin inscribed with the Heavenly Pardon appeared out of thin air.

If there is any other way to save my life.

Perhaps only the coffin that Fourth Master prepared for him is the only one.

When the immortal saw the coffin, he suddenly froze. He seemed to know what the coffin meant, and the river of time flashed in his eyes.

However, it didn't work.

Furthermore, one of the characters on the coffin lit up.

This character is called "定" (dìng).
The immortal could only watch helplessly as Chen Huangpi waded into the coffin with the brass oil lamp, unable to do anything about it.

Neither the ability to influence time.

Or rather, the ability to jump back to an even earlier time.

Even immortals couldn't do that.

Because that coffin is impervious to all magic.

The immortal stood there, bewildered.

Here, it had returned to its boundless darkness.

But suddenly...

In the darkness, a rustling sound arose.

Rumble...

It's like a ball of dirt being rolled around.

The immortal shuddered and was about to merge into the earth.

But a rough, large hand had already pressed down on its head.

In the darkness, a cold and cruel voice rang out.

"Namo Amitabha..."

Immediately following was a creaking sound that sent chills down one's spine.

Inhuman wails also rang out.

There is an even more terrifying being within this abyss.

And it is currently devouring this true immortal alive.

After a long time.

A wicked, insane, and violent voice rang out.

"Finally, I'm not hungry anymore."

If Chen Huangpi were here right now, he would definitely know who the owner of that voice is.

Not someone else.

It was the body of the evil Buddha whose head had been severed by his master's sword.

The body of that evil Buddha already showed signs of transforming into something sinister. He was heading to the northernmost part of the Ten Thousand Mountains, where there was a natural chasm, equally bottomless and pitch black.

And now, it has actually appeared in Gan Yuan.

Just like the inexplicable connection between the chasm of the Ten Thousand Mountains and this Ganyuan.

……

At this moment.

Lying in the coffin, Chen Huangpi felt he was about to die.

do not know why.

Since he entered the coffin, the flames burning around him have gradually dimmed.

It seems that his lifespan is nearing its end.

My vision became blurry.

My body felt increasingly heavy.

In Chen Huangpi's mind, a multitude of images flashed by like a revolving lantern.

"Am I going to die?"

"That Immortal's finger strike could actually kill me?"

"Huang Er, think of something quick..."

"A ghost, a ghost!"

To Chen Huangpi's horror, he discovered that he could sense the brass oil lamp, the soul-reaping ghosts in the Book of Souls, and even the Yellow Springs Yin Soil lying beneath his body.

And the fox mountain god who had long since fainted.

But no one responded to him.

He couldn't even hear his own voice.

The coffin was falling continuously.

We will fall into the deepest part of Ganyuan.

With each descent, the life-giving flame of Chen Huangpi inside the coffin dimmed by three points.

"It seems I'm really going to die this time."

Chen Huangpi trembled as he reached out his hand and, by the light of the life-giving fire, saw the blood pooling under his skin on his palm.

Large areas of scarring became visible.

"I have read many pharmacopoeias and medical books. This is livor mortis, which is a condition that occurs after a person dies."

Chen Huangpi was unwilling to accept it: "But I'm only fifteen years old, I haven't lived enough yet..."

He muttered these words, but his consciousness was gradually becoming blurred.

In the end, all he could do was murmur like a dream.

"If I die, I should still become Huangtian, but a Huangtian without consciousness."

"Then Master could cut off his own flesh and then merge with the Dao to become the Dao Master."

In his dazed state, he saw words appear before him.

Those words are the decrees of Heaven's pardon.

These are the words that Master Si wrote on this coffin.

All the text is spinning.

In a daze, Chen Huangpi saw the face of the heretic.

The heretic said in a low voice, "Are you really willing to sacrifice yourself so that your master can merge with the Yellow Heaven?"

"Of course I'd be willing to part with it."

Chen Huangpi murmured, "I am the child raised by my master. My master may be ignorant, but I cannot be ignorant. He is old and not as strong as before. I can feel it."

"I don't want my master to die."

"A Dao Lord who commits suicide will be condemned by Heaven. He can still cultivate, but achieving Dao is as difficult as ascending to Heaven."

“But that’s a different Heavenly Dao. If it were me, I wouldn’t despise my master, because I know that my master worked very hard to raise me.”

"What a filial but foolish child."

The heretic sighed, "There are some things that only parents can understand. You are willing to give up, but I am not."

"Come on, repeat after me!"

"The five internal organs are the essence of life, namely the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, which are collectively called the Five Temples."

"The kidneys are the foundation of the body and the essence of life!"

"Therefore, those who die in the Dao, if they wish to reverse life and death, should begin with the kidneys, strengthen the liver, make the heart like fire, use the spleen as fuel, and end with the lungs. Through this cycle of the five elements, they can be reborn from death."

"And the primordial spirit is also subject to the theory of life and death."

"First, cultivate the Yin spirit with death energy, then seek Yang from within Yin. When Yin and Yang are in harmony, the spirit is born!"

As the heretic spoke, he pointed a finger at Chen Huangpi's forehead.

Boom!
In Chen Huangpi's mind, the entire text of the Yin-Yang Harmony and Divine Transformation Technique instantly appeared.

Golden and black characters swirled in his mind.

At the same time, he kept chanting words that sounded like the voice of Tao.

That's not all.

Inside the dried tangerine peel.

The temple, which had been built at some unknown time, opened its doors.

A faint, grayish light was born.

Chen Huangpi's consciousness fell into chaos.

But he still retained a sliver of clarity, and as if sensing something, he suddenly spoke, "Fourth Master, is that you?"

But after saying that...

When Chen Huangpi opened his eyes again, he could no longer see the figure of the evil Taoist.

It was as if everything that had just happened was a hallucination.

But at this moment, Chen Huangpi's Yin-Yang Harmony and Divine Transformation Technique was already operating wildly.

Even if he wakes up now, he will still not be interrupted.

He felt that his body was truly dead.

However, one's own consciousness resides within another body.

This body made him unbearably itchy.

This itch comes from the depths of the soul, and once it appears, it can never be suppressed.

Chen Huangpi felt extremely uncomfortable.

His instinct was to break free from this body.

This thought just came to mind.

There was a pop.

He really did emerge from his body.

However, things didn't go as he expected.

At this moment, his body was deathly pale, and although it seemed to be solid, it had an undeniable sense of fragility.

His appearance hadn't changed at all, but he seemed incredibly cold and aloof.

There are also golden-black lines between the eyebrows, like vertical eye lines.

It's so mysterious that just one glance at it gives you a sense of wonder.

"This is the Six Yin God!"

Chen Huangpi exclaimed with delight, "I actually summoned the Six Yin Gods? If I had known this would happen, I should have hidden in the coffin from the beginning. Why did I have to go through all this trouble?"

Thinking of this, he tried to sit up from the coffin.

In fact, he did achieve that.

Half of his body protruded from the coffin.

Then he saw something strange.

It originates from oneself.

Behind him, a black relic was spinning rapidly, emanating Buddhist chants. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into the head of an evil Buddha.

It was enormous, with fleshy sideburns all over its head.

His eyes were narrow and long, and his expression showed no trace of compassion, but rather an indescribable ferocity and evil.

This evil Buddha relic was always carried on Chen Huangpi's body.

And now, it's out.

Chen Huangpi frowned and reached out to try to press down on the head of the evil Buddha.

But he made a bizarre discovery.

He couldn't even touch the leader of this evil Buddha.

It was as if his Six Yin Spirits were an illusion, unlike the real body he remembered.

"Strange, has my Six Yin Spirit not fully emerged yet?"

Chen Huangpi frowned. In this state, his thoughts were working very fast, and he understood the specific reason in just a moment.

The Six Yin Gods represent death.

The Six Yang Gods represent life.

Only when the Yang spirit emerges, and Yin and Yang unite to transform into the primordial spirit, can one's consciousness truly find its place.

Right now, none of his six Yin spirits have fully emerged.

He looked down at his own body inside the coffin.

This body appears to have just died, but it was actually dead from the very beginning.

Only half of oneself can detach from the body.

Even if they are separated, the Six Yin Gods without a physical body are just rootless duckweed, no different from wandering ghosts.

Thinking of this, Chen Huangpi once again entered his body.

This time he sensed even more.

Although the body is dead, the kidneys, liver, and heart all provide life.

"Six days and six nights later, I will summon the Six Yin Spirits!"

Chen Huangpi entered the coffin, and the head of the evil Buddha turned into a relic, which fell behind his head.

Strange to say.

The relics of the evil Buddha also seem to lack a physical form.

But something that can be held and played with in one's hands must not be fake.

He was unaware that this evil Buddha relic was the fruition and realm of the Buddha of this life.

If he truly wanted to cultivate Buddhism, he could have attained this level of enlightenment and become the Buddha in this life.

But at this moment.

A thud...

Chen Huangpi suddenly felt the coffin shake violently.

This does not mean that the coffin fell to the ground, because the deepest part of this Ganyuan is almost deeper than the earth's core, and it is impossible to reach the bottom in such a short time.

Something else hit the coffin from above.

thump...

There was another sound.

Chen Huangpi simply assumed it was a stone falling and continued to close his eyes, cultivating the Yin-Yang Harmony and Spirit Transformation Technique.

however……

One loud noise after another could be heard.

And each time it got heavier than the last.

It didn't look like a stone had fallen and hit the coffin.

It looked more like someone was banging on the coffin with their fist.

Chen Huangpi opened his eyes, his eyes filled with anger. He had wanted to lie peacefully as a corpse and wait for his spirit to emerge after six days and six nights, but the noise was just too loud.

The noise made him uneasy.

The noise made him feel disoriented and uneasy.

"What are you banging on? Can't a person get some sleep?!"

Chen Huangpi suddenly poked half of his body out of the coffin.

Then, he saw a headless, emaciated creature, its body bluish-black, dressed in tattered robes, standing on the coffin, holding a thigh bone stained with blood and flesh...

That is the body of an evil Buddha.

At this moment, it is using this bone to tap the coffin lid again and again.

goooo...

Chen Huangpi swallowed.

Behind his head, even more evil Buddha relics emerged.

Upon seeing this, the evil Buddha's body trembled violently, and he reached out his large hand towards the relic, wanting to take back his status and realm, or rather, his head.

But next second.

Chen Huangpi immediately lay down in the coffin.

The relics of the evil Buddha also disappeared.

Boom boom boom! ! !
The evil Buddha's abdomen emitted a ferocious and manic roar as it frantically smashed the coffin with its thigh bone.

"Give it back! Give me back my head!!!"

This coffin was made by evil people.

Even though this evil Buddha's body has become malevolent, even though it was once the Buddha of this world, even though the thigh bone in its hand belongs to that true immortal, it still cannot break the coffin.

Even its ability to jump up and down in time couldn't do anything to this coffin.

As long as Chen Huangpi is near this coffin.

Time will be frozen.

Chen Huangpi, inside the coffin, felt a chill run down his spine, but he refused to back down: "What do you mean by 'returning it to you'? That was a gift from my master. Even though I don't need it, I'd rather throw it into the sea, bury it in the ground, or feed it to the dogs than return it to you."

(End of this chapter)