Journey to the West: Start by giving Taishang Laojun a whole life

Chapter 56 City God: Who doesn’t have a background?
City God's Temple.

The guard walked in and was about to report to the City God, but he found that the other party seemed to have known that there were people outside the temple, so he asked directly, "Who is outside the temple?"

The ghost didn't know how the City God knew this, he admired the City God's power in his heart and replied, "It's a young man who doesn't look very old, his life span is not over yet, he said he has something to ask for."

The City God asked again, "Is it the spirit leaving the body or is it the use of Taoist magic?"

"Reply to the City God, it's the Yin spirit that has left the body."

The City God suddenly realized that he was actually a young genius. After all, only the masters of the Yin Shen realm could achieve the ability of the Yin Spirit to leave the body, and if other practitioners want to enter the netherworld, they can only rely on Taoism.

And so young.

But he reached the Yin God realm.

It can be seen that talent is not simple.

But he was somewhat puzzled. "I have been the City God here for a hundred years, and I have never heard of any major sects of cultivation nearby, nor have I heard of any famous immortals. Where did this young genius come from..."

The City God pondered for a moment.

The dead don't have much to do with the living.

After all, yin and yang do not mix.

If you negotiate too much, there will be trouble!
But he thought of Zhang Tian's Yin Shen realm, and Yang Shou who was about to hit the temple, and decided to meet him, so he said, "Let him in, no, let the cultivator in, be polite."

The ghost took the order and went forward.

The City God sighed quietly, thinking back to when he was a young genius, with a famous teacher and a bright future. Not to mention becoming an immortal, even the path after that was arranged for him.

As a result, his eyesight was not very good and he trusted the wrong person. With just a word of "Please stay, senior", he was fooled by the other party and regarded the other party as his brother and went to fight with him.

He remembered the scene at that time.

The other person looked like a boy chopping wood, holding an axe in his hand, with a slit on his forehead that looked like an eye, and a thin white dog following at his feet. He didn't look like anything special.

then……

He became the so-called City God!

"Ugh……"

As the saying goes, no matter how many times people teach, they will never learn; but when things are taught, they will learn it once. So the City God was in a particularly good mood and easy to talk to. He looked at Zhang Tian who walked in, gave him a standard Taoist salute, and immediately stood up and replied, "Please take a seat."

Curious, "Which sect are you from?"

Zhang Tian didn't know either. After all, the method of cultivation he had received was given by Qingniu, so it was natural for him to say that he was from the Tushita Palace. But this thing was just like a degree from Tsinghua University or Peking University. If you have real ability, you don't have to worry about people exposing your fakery.

But he thought that he was not even an immortal.

If you speak.

I’m afraid that people will laugh their heads off!

So Zhang Tian was vague and apologized slightly, saying that it was not convenient for his master to speak and asked for forgiveness, but this still made the City God feel unhappy.

"You are just a Yin God. I treat you like this just for the sake of your master's reputation. Why are you pretending to be mysterious here? Do you know my background? I'm afraid it will scare you to death if I tell you!"

The City God sneered in his heart but remained calm on the surface. He asked Zhang Tian about his purpose of coming, and saw Zhang Tian take out the spiritual object given to him by the land god with a little excitement.

He just glanced at it.

It became clear immediately.

The thing in the other party's hand is the essence extracted from the Yellow Spring Water, which is unique to the underworld.

This water, also known as the Forgotten River Water, is a dangerous thing in heaven and earth and is extremely dirty. No matter what magical powers you have, as long as you are touched by a little bit of it, no matter you become an immortal or a Buddha, your cultivation will be destroyed.

But later, a master appeared in the underworld, took the water of the Wangchuan River and refined it into a fine treasure. He distributed some of it to the Ten Kings of Hell, and it became a treasure that the other party rewarded to the ghost soldiers and generals in the underworld.

It is extremely nutritious for ghosts like them and is a rare treasure.

He saw Zhang Tian's plan and estimated that he had cultivated to the realm of Yin God. His soul needed to be transformed and touched by Yang Qi to become Yang God. This process was still somewhat dangerous. With the Yellow Spring Water, it was much easier to get through. The City God looked at Zhang Tian, who looked eager, and immediately pretended to be embarrassed, "This matter is a bit difficult..."

He has already found a reason.

"After all, you are a person from the mortal world, and this Yellow Spring Water is from the underworld. It is a reward from the King of Hell to those of us who have worked hard and made great contributions. Ordinary people definitely cannot get it..."

Anyway, that's all I have to say.

This is a treasure bestowed by the King of Hell!
Ordinary people can’t buy it even if they have money!

There was a hint of pride in the City God's eyes, and he glanced at the blood bar on Zhang Tian's head. Even if you have a life span of ten thousand years, what does it matter? Without connections, all that longevity is just a decoration.

What he never expected was that when Zhang Tian heard that it was King Yama, he clapped his hands excitedly, "So it's King Yama who is in charge of this matter. I understand. Thank you, Lord City God, for telling me."

Zhang Tian was really excited.

After all, the last time he went to the underworld, it was the King of Hell who helped him to seek justice.

"Last time, thanks to the King of Hell, he helped me regain my lost life span and even kindly added some to my life span, making it 10,000 years. After I go back this time, I must prepare some gifts to thank him properly!"

Then Zhang Tian left happily.

Only the City God was left sitting there with a look of surprise on his face. He opened his mouth for a long time, but no one knew what to say.

City God: The King of Hell took the initiative to increase your life span... and increased it to ten thousand years... Hiss, why do I always feel like I missed an opportunity?

The City God thought about it and did not choose to chase him. Instead, he raised his head with pride and said, "Let him go. He has a background, don't I? My master is Taibai Jinxing!"

Who doesn’t have a background?

Zhang Tian has already returned to the mountain, thinking about what to give to the King of Hell as a gift. After all, he owed him such a big favor last time, and this time he has to go to the underworld to ask for Yellow Spring Water, which sounds quite precious.

What he could show off were those simplified magical powers and techniques, which he simplified by his own ability. At that time, he was thinking of using them to exchange for some cultivation resources, but he couldn't find a suitable one.

Just as Zhang Tian returned to the top of the mountain and was deep in thought, he suddenly heard someone calling him. He looked up and saw that it was the village chief. He smiled and said, "Little Immortal, tomorrow is the New Year. Here are some New Year gifts prepared for you by the village. Please accept them."

Zhang Tianyi heard this.

Suddenly I felt a little dazed.

The word "New Year" has been a long, long time away from him. It seems very far away.

He didn't know how to describe it, so he smiled and declined the village chief's invitation for the New Year's Eve dinner. He took some oranges from the side and gave them to the other party as a return gift, and said, "These oranges are all grown by me. They are usually offered to Lord Shenniu. They are very precious."

"Give it to the older people in the village, it will be very useful!"

The village chief nodded repeatedly. Although he was already sixty years old, he had lived a new life under Zhang Tian's guidance. It was the right age for him to work hard. He scooped up the basket of oranges and took it down.

Just looking at it, I couldn't help wondering, "Strange, this looks like an ordinary orange, is it really that mysterious?"

He returned to Shenniu Village and distributed the money to the villagers, but he didn't see many of them regain their youth or have their gray hair turn black again, so he stopped paying attention to it.

the next morning.

The village chief saw his eighty-year-old father knocking on the door and asked, "Do you have any more oranges?"

"What's the matter."

"It's okay." Dad blushed, "I just want to give you another brother."

Village chief: Give me a younger brother?
He looked confused and didn't know how to add it.

Then he saw his father's evasive eyes.

Suddenly.

Village Chief: No! Could it be? Big Daddy, what are you going to do?!

(End of this chapter)