Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

The Ten Thousand Mountains are majestic and precipitous.

Its scope is even larger than that of a country.

It contains countless evil spirits.

At this moment, a golden light was encircling the Ten Thousand Mountains.

The sound of the brass oil lamp rang out amidst the golden light: "Family member, we've almost circled around once, have you sensed any trace of Golden Horn?"

"I can't feel it at all."

Chen Huangpi said disappointedly, "When the master was refining it, he said he wanted to make it more ferocious and powerful. The connection with the Dog Taming Scripture was severed from that time."

"Right now, we can't get into the Ten Thousand Mountains."

"If we really can't sense it, then we can wait until we finish our trip to the Buddhist kingdom in the Western Regions and come back to look for it."

The reason for looking for Golden Horn.

It's because if you want to go to the Great Qian Dynasty, you have to find a branch of the Tongtian Jianmu tree.

This thing doesn't exist in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Yi Qingzhou didn't have any either; the only ones they could find were the Golden Horn and Silver Horn brothers, who were the sons of Di Ting.

After all, only those two had ever gnawed on the bark of the Jianmu tree.

You can find traces by following the scent.

Chen Huangpi had no idea how long this trip to the Buddhist kingdom in the Western Regions would take.

He figured that since the Western Buddhist Kingdom was located at the westernmost edge of the Ten Thousand Mountains, he might as well take a detour. If he couldn't find Golden Horn, he wouldn't care and would just go to the Western Buddhist Kingdom to get his hands on the main god of the Heart Temple.

to be frank.

The brass oil lamp also seemed a bit strange.

"Yi Qingzhou's cultivation was terrifyingly strong back then. He suddenly mentioned the Golden Horn and Silver Horn brothers. Didn't he know that you couldn't return to the Hundred Thousand Mountains?"

"Moreover, a True Immortal can travel within a small range along the River of Time, so he must have a specific purpose in mind!"

"Then you should also wander around and take a look, see where Golden Horn is."

"Hahaha, my fellow clansman, you're talking nonsense again."

The brass oil lamp chuckled: "That kid Yi Qingzhou is definitely talking nonsense. Golden Horn is in the Ten Thousand Mountains, and Silver Horn is in the Scripture Pavilion. It would be a miracle if those two brothers could escape."

Chen Huangpi said helplessly, "Forget it, the westernmost point is just ahead, let's not waste any more time."

Anyone can now enter the Ten Thousand Mountains.

But he and the four things that couldn't get in were the brass oil lamp, the ghost that would kill, and the fox mountain god.

Don't even think about it.

I have no idea what the situation is like inside the Ten Thousand Mountains right now.

The key point is that he asked those evil spirits before he left.

The evil beings seemed to know nothing about the sealing off of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

I couldn't get a clear answer from them.

"After repairing the Heart Temple, the Spleen Temple will be built. The Spleen belongs to Earth, and Earth generates Metal. At that time, the Void Cave will be placed inside. Finally, the Lung Temple and the Six Yang Gods will emerge."

Chen Huangpi was planning his future path in his mind.

The spleen temple was something he had planned long ago.

Dongxu's current power is not weak, and he has become one with the sword of another, born from him. If you put him in the Spleen Temple, he will be nourished by it and will not have any rebellious mentality.

At that time, the sword shadow within the Void-Piercing Divine Sword will also be usable.

Chen Huangpi felt that once it came to that, killing immortals would be as easy as killing gods.

As for the final Lung Temple and the Six Yang Gods.

This time, he plans to follow his master's instructions completely and finish his cultivation last.

That is, it should have happened in the Great Qian Dynasty.

"Ugh……"

Chen Huangpi sighed, clenched his fist and said, "I really want to go to the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty right now and see what it's like there now. I always feel that my uncle is not in a good state. He has been waiting for me to go back."

The brass oil lamp curled its lip and said, "Family member, even if Emperor Chen's condition is not good, he is still close to the Dao. The abbot said that before you come back to life, your cultivation will not be able to reach the True Immortal realm. There is no use in worrying about it."

“Huang Er, my True Immortal is different from other True Immortals.”

Chen Huangpi chuckled and said, "If I were a true immortal, I would be the most powerful true immortal in the world. As for the realm that is close to the Dao, it does not actually exist for me."

His practice was not the same as Taoist cultivation.

There is no need to comprehend the rules of heaven and earth, or the essence of the Tao.

There's no need to interpret it in your own way.

Because he himself is the Tao.

When the Kidney Temple reached its peak, he killed Nascent Soul cultivators as easily as killing dogs.

Once the Liver Temple is fully mastered, it becomes invincible below even the immortals.

After the Six Yin Gods appeared, it goes without saying.

The immortals' ability to influence time must actually be effective.

True immortals are indeed powerful.

However, with the coffin there, Chen Huangpi wasn't actually afraid.

He felt that when he mastered the Five Organs Refining Spirit Method, and Yin and Yang combined to transform into the Primordial Spirit, and both his physical body and Primordial Spirit were revitalized, he would be close to the Dao, and he would be able to suppress all true immortals.

He was close to the Dao, and could fight against it without being at a disadvantage.

Thinking of this, Chen Huangpi said to the brass oil lamp with a touch of pride, "I only have one realm, which is the True Immortal born of Heaven and Earth. Above that is the Dao Lord."

The brass oil lamp scoffed, "Then can you deal with that one in the sky?"

"It's not a matter of whether or not."

Chen Huangpi frowned and said, "It is certain, and it must be resolved."

He and the silhouette shrouded outside the Xuanzhen Dao Realm were naturally opposed, with no room for compromise whatsoever. This was not a matter of good or evil, right or wrong, but a life-or-death struggle.

In addition, Chen Huangpi now understands as well.

Why does Master always say he's old and sometimes can't even take care of himself?

It's all because we're constantly battling that thing.

Perhaps the reason Master chose to merge with the Heavenly Dao back then was because this thing had come. If he hadn't merged with the Dao and resisted it, there would have been no chance for the Yellow Heaven Era to come.

Logically and emotionally, once Chen Huangpi becomes the Dao Master, he will inevitably have to settle the score with that ghostly thing.

He must win, and he can only win.

This is why, when his master asked him to choose between becoming the Dao Lord or the Yellow Heaven, he wanted to have both.

However, the Dao Lord was worried that he couldn't defeat that thing.

But the heavens...

Let's see the outcome of the Heavenly Dao in the Taixu World.

The perfect world can accommodate a flawless Dao Lord.

Chen Huangpi dared to take it, not because he was greedy, but because who else but him could be the perfect Daoist Master?
He's not a child anymore.

If you dare to make this choice, then you are already prepared to take on this responsibility.

Of course, if Master wants to become the flawless Dao Master.

Chen Huangpi was definitely the happiest one; he wouldn't hesitate at all.

People can be bad in many ways: big, small, or medium.

Every aspect of the master likes to slander each other and spread rumors about the other's bad points.

Whether it was good or bad, Chen Huangpi knew it in his heart.

"Oh, right, Huang Er."

Chen Huangpi suddenly thought of something: "How did you feel after you drank that tea?"

He knew that the tea was useless to him.

But it's definitely not just ordinary tea; it might have many wonderful uses.

"It feels like I'm talking nonsense."

The brass oil lamp rolled its eyes and complained, "If I could use a little more oil after drinking, I would feel great. The problem is that it's like I didn't drink anything at all."

It really didn't seem to have any effect.

To describe the only feeling...

That was truly damn bitter.

At this moment, the Fox Mountain God poked his head out of the Soul-Catching Book: "Huang Er, at least you drank it, but I still haven't digested my cup of tea."

The brass oil lamp was stunned: "Undigested?"

The fox mountain god exclaimed, "Yes, I don't know if it's because of my special constitution or what, but if I wanted to, I could just spit out that cup of tea exactly as it was when I first drank it."

Chen Huangpi was bewildered: "What about Ah Gui?"

“Master, I do think it is indeed useful.”

The voice of the vengeful spirit rang out at the right moment: "Since entering the mouth, I have been able to feel myself undergoing a transformation at every moment. My true form is also changing, as if I am about to be reborn."

Hear this.

Chen Huangpi and the brass oil lamp exchanged a glance, then immediately focused their attention on the Soul-Hooking Book.

Inside the Book of Souls, the mist of the Underworld was hazy.

The sky here is now filled with the moonlight he had previously collected, and that moonlight almost fills every corner.

Besides that, there are all sorts of miscellaneous things.

For example, coffins, severed fingers, Yi Qingzhou's head, all sorts of junk.

As for the deepest part of this Yellow Springs Domain.

The vengeful spirit's enormous skeletal body was curled up in a posture that resembled meditation, yet was quite different.

That is the cultivation path of the Yellow Springs Netherworld Clan.

Moonlight fell and entered the body of the vengeful ghost.

In Chen Huangpi's eyes, the vengeful ghost was radiating a rich vitality. Its skeletal body was writhing, its soul was trembling, and its true form was undergoing an unbelievable transformation.

"Ah Gui, your true form is changing!"

Chen Huangpi blurted out, "Could it be that I'm going to be resurrected?"

The brass oil lamp cried out, "A-Gui was originally the spirit of the Soul-Catching Book after death, and later it was gnawed into a skeleton by the abbot. If it were to come back to life, wouldn't that be defying the heavens?"

As for the fox mountain god...

It was incredibly envious: "Let's not even talk about Chen Huangpi. Even the abbot said it was useless for him to drink it. But at least the three of you drank it and it's all gone, even if you just urinate it."

"As a result, when it came to me, I couldn't even digest it."

"Ah Gui, if you become rich and powerful, don't forget me!"

Hearing what the fox mountain god said.

The Soul-Reaping Ghost said speechlessly, "Although I don't know what the effects of this tea are, since each person has a cup, it must be effective. Fox Mountain God, please wait a moment. The Abbot said that your opportunity lies in the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty."

After saying that, he said to Chen Huangpi, "Master, I need to sleep for a while. When I wake up again, I feel that I will become very powerful."

Chen Huangpi sincerely said, "You should focus on becoming stronger. You can absorb all the moonlight as you like. We're all family. What's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours. Don't try to save it for me."

He could see that the current fortune of the Deathbringer required a lot of resources.

He has nothing else to offer.

Only the endless moonlight in this Book of Souls can provide that.

The vengeful ghost wouldn't be polite to Chen Huangpi.

"Then I shall begin my slumber."

"Also, Huang Er... never mind, Fox Mountain God, keep an eye on the master and Huang Er for me during this time. One of them is good at causing trouble, and the other likes to stir up trouble. Tell them to take it easy."

"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on them for you."

The fox mountain god nodded repeatedly. Although it didn't have much ability and might not be a good strategist, it could still keep an eye on Chen Huangpi and the brass oil lamp.

At the very least, it excels at pouring cold water on things when it matters most.

As the vengeful spirit began to sleep.

The endless moonlight began to slowly flow into its body, and the speed increased, forming a huge cocoon in the Yellow Springs Domain in the blink of an eye.

Watching this scene, Chen Huangpi felt genuinely happy for the ghost that was trying to kill him.

He didn't care whether the Soul Reaper's strength could keep up with his.

After all, he didn't consider the Deathbringer as family because of its strength.

But this time, the vengeful ghost received a stroke of good fortune.

It certainly deserves it.

My mind departed from the Book of Souls.

Chen Huangpi glanced around.

This is already the westernmost part of the Ten Thousand Mountains. If we keep flying forward, we will reach the Western Buddhist Kingdom in no time.

But at this moment.

The brass oil lamp suddenly said, "What a strange thing, sir, why is there a ditch in the ground?"

"What's so strange about that ditch?"

Chen Huangpi looked down and saw that there was indeed a ditch on the ground.

The ditch wasn't very deep, but it stretched on and on for an unknown distance.

Moreover, there were footprints on both sides of the ditch.

Wherever it goes, even tree branches are gnawed off.

It's as if something is going west from here, eating as it goes, not even sparing the dirt on the ground.

Chen Huangpi was stunned: "Could this be an evil spirit reincarnated from a starving ghost?"

He could sense the lingering presence here.

It was a very powerful evil entity, but its aura was strange and murky, as if two different evil entities were passing by at the same time.

"There's no such thing as an evil being eating dirt."

The brass oil lamp said in a strange tone, "It must have been made with substantial capital that the furrows were painstakingly plowed out!"

Chen Huangpi asked curiously, "Is this evil spirit very rich?"

"Forehead……"

The brass oil lamp was stumped by the question, and laughed it off, saying, "Of course we have money! We have so much money that it's overflowing. Never mind, there are plenty of strange things in the Ten Thousand Mountains anyway, so it's not surprising that any kind of strange thing comes out."

Chen Huangpi narrowed his eyes: "Huang Er, I'm sixteen years old."

He's not a child anymore, and he's already vaguely sensing that something's wrong.

For example, the matter of murderous intent.

Upon hearing this, the brass oil lamp broke out in a cold sweat.

Sixteen is great!

"Sixteen years old is almost an adult."

“Huang Er, you know that’s not what I meant.”

"Huh? Is there another meaning?"

The brass oil lamp said guiltily, "Family member, I am just a lamp. I am not even a human being. I don't understand what you are saying to me. Besides, you are not a human being either. You should mind your own business."

"And this strange thing, it might just be Golden Horn."

“I saw it secretly; both of its horns are gold.”

"hehe."

"Ha ha……"

Chen Huangpi scoffed, too lazy to argue with the brass oil lamp any further.

Although he has come to some realization now, he sees through it but doesn't say anything. Besides, he's not even a human being, so what's the point of talking about matters of men and women? However, it's quite interesting to use it to light the brass oil lamp from time to time.

As I get older.

Chen Huangpi is getting more and more cunning.

The brass oil lamp was unaware of Chen Huangpi's thoughts. It simply kept its head down and continued to fly towards the Western Buddhist Kingdom with the Divine Light of Escape.

I should have known better than to fool Chen Huangpi back then.

Once you tell one lie, you have to tell more lies to cover it up.

This is really giving me a headache!

……

Right now, in a much farther place.

The two brothers, Golden Horn and Silver Horn, were arguing all the way.

There's nothing we can do. Golden Horn now feels nauseous at the mere thought of food, while Silver Horn shares a body with it, with both heads controlling the body—it's like the left and right hemispheres fighting each other.

"Eat, eat, and eat!"

"If you hadn't wasted your time, we would have already reached the Western Buddhist Kingdom and found Yellow Skin Father."

"Big brother, I'm hungry!"

Silver Horn protested, "You eat your fill outside, while I can only eat you in the Scripture Pavilion. We're brothers, so I should eat my fill first and then help others eat their fill!"

Golden Horn roared angrily, "Stop talking! You've completely disgraced the Son of Di Ting! Don't call me 'Big Brother' anymore. I don't have a brother like you!"

"You, Golden Horn, how dare you talk about me like that!" Silver Horn was equally furious. He stopped eating dirt and used his horn to ram Golden Horn's head. His eyes were red and he was panting heavily. "Back then, you promised to take me to the human world to do something great, but you ended up taking me to guard the gate of the Scripture Pavilion."

"How could you face me? How could you face Father?"

"Silver Horn, are you stupid? Our biological father died a long time ago. No matter how much I've wronged you, he wouldn't know."

"Oh, brother, what you said makes a lot of sense."

Silver Horn immediately deflated, and said dejectedly, "Dad died too tragically, not even ashes were left. I wonder what he tasted like. I guess he was much chewier than you, Big Brother."

Although it has never been to the underworld.

But the Golden Horn became one with it, and told it many things.

However, Silverhorn didn't care much about life and death. He was just his father; if he died, so be it. Anyway, he still had Yellow Fur as his father.

"Yup!"

Silver Horn suddenly widened his eyes: "It doesn't matter that our biological father is dead, we still have a stepfather. Golden Horn, how can you treat me like this? How can you face Yellow Skin Father?"

As soon as these words came out.

Jinjiao was speechless.

The two brothers, Silver Horn and Silver Horn, were not very bright and always came up with strange ideas.

For example, it was Silverhorn who suggested that they go to the human world to do great things.

But it is it that decides how to go to the human world.

"Stop calling me. You'll see Father Yellow Skin when we get to the Buddhist Kingdom in the Western Regions."

Golden Horn opened its blood-red maw in a threatening gesture: "But let me make this clear beforehand, you've been eating and eating all this way, not even sparing any excrement. If Yellow Skin Father finds out, he'll definitely despise you."

Silver Horn asked blankly, "Why? Big Brother, you've eaten it before, and Yellow Skin Father never complained about it!"

"nonsense!"

Golden Horn said smugly, "I eat what I excrete myself, how can it be the same? We are the children of Di Ting, with noble bloodlines. I excrete excrement made of gold, I won't eat the excrement of those lowly bastards."

"Then I won't eat it either."

Silver Horn thought Golden Horn's words made sense, so he stopped eating dirt.

But after a while, it felt hungry again.

He picked up a few stones and chewed them in his mouth, treating it as a cheat meal.

Otherwise, if he were to meet his adoptive father, Huangpi, in the Buddhist Kingdom of the Western Regions and be truly rejected by him, then he, as the adopted son, would surely be ridiculed to death by Golden Horn.

As they walked, Silver Horn mumbled, "Brother, is Father Yellow Skin really in the Western Regions Buddhist Kingdom?"

Jinjiao said, "Of course, I remember Huangpi's scent very clearly. As soon as the wind blows, I can smell where he is. He is in the Western Buddhist Kingdom."

At this point, Golden Horn boasted with a hint of pride, "If I'm not mistaken, Yellow Skin Father must have gone to the Western Regions Buddhist Kingdom to become a bald monk... no, to become some kind of Buddha in this world."

"That's why those bald monks found him before."

"But Huangpi's father is a Taoist priest."

Silver Horn crunched a stone and smashed it: "If he runs off to become a Buddha, wouldn't that make him a traitor?"

"So what if I'm a traitor?"

Golden Horn snorted coldly, "That Western Buddhist Kingdom is full of gold, and the rivers flow with milk. It's much better than the impoverished Ten Thousand Mountains. When the time comes, we'll go there to enjoy the good life. It's better than staying in the Ten Thousand Mountains, isn't it?"

"Brother, I think the Ten Thousand Mountains are actually quite nice."

Silver Horn tilted his head and said, "The abbot doesn't care about us. We can eat anywhere. The Buddhist kingdom in the Western Regions is full of bald monks. I don't like it there."

"I dont like it either."

Jinjiao said helplessly, "But we've already come out, are we really going to go back?"

I heard the word "go back".

Silver Horn shuddered.

The Ten Thousand Mountains are wonderful, but the road back is extremely dangerous.

The two brothers walked carefully for several months, tails between their legs, before finally emerging from that abyss, which seemed like an insurmountable chasm.

There were far too many terrifying beings on that road.

There are many evil entities that are even more powerful than them.

There were even five evil dragons inside.

Those five evil dragons were malevolent creatures, and had been sleeping for a long time, but even their breathing could stir up incredibly terrifying storms. Silver Horn personally witnessed an evil creature transformed from an immortal being being swallowed up by that storm.

"I won't go back, I'd rather die than go back."

Silver Horn said fearfully, "I don't want to walk that road again. No, if I had known it was so dangerous, I would never have come out of the Ten Thousand Mountains."

Golden Horn said angrily, "That was your idea."

"But you're the one carrying it out, brother."

Silver Horn said aggrievedly, "At worst, you can come up with ideas and I'll carry them out."

"That won't work."

Jinjiao mumbled, "You have more ideas, so it's better if you come up with them. After all, you're best at taking the blame."

"Brother, I don't have a pot on my back."

Silver Horn turned his head to look behind him, but did not see the pot that Golden Horn was talking about.

If it had a pot, it wouldn't have to eat dirt dry.

You can use a pot to stir-fry the soil and eat it.

"This pot isn't for eating."

The golden horn exhaled two breaths from its nose and charged forward.

Silver Horn, however, looked behind him with some confusion.

I don't know if it's just its imagination.

It seemed to see a golden light, and the feeling it got from that golden light was strange, as if it had missed it before.

Chen Huangpi has visited the old temple three times.

By the third time, the old temple had been completely transformed.

That time, he only remembered that Silver Horn was still in the Sutra Repository after he left.

"Big brother, I think I saw Huangpi Dad."

"You've ruined your brain by eating dirt."

Golden Horn sneered, "Yellow Skin Father is in the Western Buddhist Kingdom, not behind us."

"But I really think I saw him. He seems to have grown up."

"And that cheap lamp!"

"Eek! It's that yellow-skinned dad!"

Upon hearing this, Jinjiao immediately turned his head to look behind him.

Then, it froze on the spot.

That golden light that streaked straight across the sky, wasn't that the Divine Light of Escape from that cheap lamp? And the Taoist in that golden light, although he looked very different from when he was eight or nine years old, still looked like Huang Pi's father.

but……

It clearly sensed that Yellow Skin Father was currently in the Western Buddhist Kingdom.

Wait, how did Yellow Skin Dad fly over our heads?

In the sky.

Chen Huangpi glanced down and said, "Huang Er, that weird thing on the ground looks really strange. It has two heads and two tails. I reckon the one eating dirt is it."

"Not just strange, it's bizarre."

The brass oil lamp said, "I just saw that this evil creature with a head gnawing on a rock. Damn it, it has completely disgraced our Ten Thousand Mountains."

"Hey, what's this weirdo up to? It seems to be chasing us on the ground. Can't it fly?"

Chen Huangpi joked, "I'm afraid he's eaten too much dirt and can't even fly."

"Hahaha, the Divine Light of Escape is as fast as lightning. This evil creature can only eat our dust."

The brass oil lamp laughed maliciously.

And just then.

Seeing that even the Golden Horn and Silver Horn were not being able to get their hands on anything, they became anxious.

"Roar!!!!!"

The single horn atop Golden Horn's head instantly shone with golden light, and it roared, "Yellow-skinned Father, it's me!! Golden Horn!!!"

Silver Horn called out, "Yellow-skinned Father! My elder brother and I have come looking for you!"

The roar soared into the sky.

The brass oil lamp was so astonished that its eyes almost popped out.

Chen Huangpi rubbed his eyes and said in disbelief, "It really is Golden Horn and Silver Horn! How did they become like this? Have they merged into one?"

"Whatever, since we've run into it, it saves us the trouble of looking for it."

The brass oil lamp immediately turned around.

With a flash of golden light, it appeared in front of the Golden Horn and Silver Horn brothers in the blink of an eye.

The latter immediately stopped.

Its large claws plowed deep furrows in the ground, sending dust flying everywhere.

I met Chen Huangpi.

Golden Horn and Silver Horn's eyes immediately reddened, and they cried out in grievance, "Yellow-skinned Father, we've finally found you."

Both heads spoke at the same time.

Chen Huangpi looked at this strange creature, its body a mix of gold and silver, with two tails and two heads that seemed to be forcibly pieced together, and was truly at a loss for words.

"Golden Horn, Silver Horn, how did you two become like this..."

Chen Huangpi hesitated for a moment before saying, "This is what you look like."

It would have been better if he hadn't mentioned it, because once he started talking about Jinjiao's grievances, he couldn't stop.

It burst into tears on the spot.

She cried so hard it was heartbreaking.

"It was all done by the second-rate master."

Jinjiao said aggrievedly, "That day, the Grand Master threw me into the alchemy furnace to be refined. Then, I don't know what happened, but suddenly I felt that the outside world became dark and gloomy, and then there was no movement for a long time."

"It seems the Grand Master has disappeared; he doesn't even care that the fire in the alchemy furnace has gone out."

"I thought I'd go out and take a look, but when I went out, I found myself inside the old temple."

"Then, I saw the second master smile at me."

"Nonsense, he was clearly smiling at me."

Silver Horn shouted, "The Second Abbot carried me to your place, and then he shoved me into your body, or rather, it's my body now!"

Chen Huangpi asked blankly, "So, after the Ten Thousand Mountains were sealed off, even the alchemy room was swallowed up by the Old Temple?"

Jinjiao and Yinjiao said in unison, "We don't know, but there is also a large hall in the old temple."

"Moreover, the Grand Master and the Third Master are both hanging on the wall."

There was a main hall in the old temple.

There are also three blank portraits in the main hall.

Chen Huangpi already knew this.

He once asked the old Taoist priest in white robes, who was also his second master, about the secret of the old temple's main hall.

But the second master refused to say anything.

They even resorted to dishonest means to achieve this.

Chen Huangpi asked, "What about Second Master? Did Second Master also end up in that painting later?"

Jinjiao nodded and said, "After the Second Abbot entered the painting, an altar appeared in the old temple. The altar was very large, and there was an egg on it."

Chen Huangpi asked in surprise, "What kind of egg is it?"

"An egg that I can swallow whole."

Silver Horn opened his mouth wide and gestured, "It's about this big. There are many cracks on the egg, but they're all covered with mud. I wonder what it tastes like."

Golden Horn roared angrily, "Idiot! Those are Yellow Skin Father's eggs!"

"Can the yellow-skinned father lay eggs?"

Silver Horn looked Chen Huangpi up and down: "But only hens lay eggs, how can roosters lay them?"

Hear this.

Chen Huangpi's face immediately darkened.

Ah Gui fell asleep too early; he should have waited until he met Jin Jiao and Yin Jiao before falling asleep.

That silver horn's mouth is still as slutty as ever.

The brass oil lamp clicked its tongue in amazement: "Fellow clansman, if you're here, then why is there another egg in the old temple? Didn't you hatch?"

Chen Huangpi frowned and said, "How can I explain that clearly?"

He was three or four years old when he started to remember things.

The memories he had while inside the egg were all things he instinctively recalled in his dreams.

"Maybe you've actually been inside the egg all along."

"impossible."

Chen Huangpi said, "The eggshells that Jinjiao and Yinjiao saw were all cracked, which means I have already come out of the egg."

"Then why cover the broken eggshell with mud?"

"You ask me, who should I ask?"

Chen Huangpi subconsciously said, "There can't be another Huang Tian inside, can there?"

At this moment, the fox mountain god poked his head out of the Book of Souls: "Why can't it be the heavens?"

"Heaven?"

Chen Huangpi paused for a moment, then burst out laughing.

He smiled, and the brass oil lamp smiled too.

The Golden Horn and Silver Horn burst into laughter.

"That sly fox is just not very bright."

"Even the heavens are dead, so why did I run into Yellow Skin Father's eggshell? Could I possibly come back to life?"

"Exactly, doesn't it have its own eggshell?"

"Hey, big brother, what you're saying is true. Heaven really doesn't exist, otherwise it would be called Chen Dansheng."

At this moment.

Chen Huangpi, the brass oil lamp, and the fox mountain god all looked at each other in bewilderment.

The Fox Mountain God said, "Chen Huangpi, didn't the Grand Abbot seal this thing's mouth back then? Do you know that method? I can't take it anymore!"

"Forget it."

The brass oil lamp smoothed things over, saying, "We'll need these two to find the Jianmu tree, so let's just bear with it."

"You scoundrel, what are you saying? What Jianmu?"

"Your replica of the Golden Sky Lantern actually knows about Jianmu? You probably just heard the term from somewhere and are just putting on an act here."

Hear this.

The brass oil lamp trembled.

"Say that again, you son of a bitch? What do you mean, 'I'm a replica of the Golden Sky Lantern'?"

"Hey bro, I've hit its sore spot."

"Silver Horn, you really need to watch your mouth. You keep spouting such blunt truths all the time."

Golden Horn grinned: "Yellow-skinned Dad, don't you think so?"

Chen Huangpi shook his head and turned his back: "Huang Er, Fox Mountain God, you two handle this. Let them calm down, otherwise I'm worried that when we get to the Western Regions Buddhist Kingdom, I'll be the one causing trouble."

Upon hearing this, the brass oil lamp and the fox mountain god immediately grinned maliciously.

They've been unhappy with Golden Horn and Silver Horn for a long time.

Even Chen Huangpi can't stand it anymore.

How could they possibly hold back?

"Huang Er, lend me some strength, I'm afraid I can't beat them."

"No need, I'll take care of them first, and you can play dirty tricks on the side."

Seeing this, Jinjiao and Yinjiao immediately smiled disdainfully.

Just kidding, now that they've merged into one and been refined in the alchemy furnace for so long, their strength is far beyond what it used to be.

What skills could those cheap lamps and cheap foxes possibly have?
And tidy them up.

Ridiculous!!!

However, at that moment, an incomparably powerful energy suddenly surged from the brass oil lamp.

It let out a sinister laugh and instantly spewed out an incomparably raging torrent of true fire.

"Yellow-skinned dad, you're taking sides!"

"This isn't Huangpi Daddy! Huangpi Daddy is even closer to us than our own fathers, this must be a fake. The real Huangpi Daddy is in the Western Buddhist Kingdom!!!" (End of Chapter)