The Song Dynasty was the king for thirteen years before he knew that he was Tianlong.

Chapter 347 Six Yin Mysteries (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

A passageway for ghostly soldiers? Upon hearing this, the group looked on in surprise, glancing down in astonishment before falling silent.

At this moment, the soldiers drew closer, numbering about twenty or so. Their armor was grayish-white, and their weapons were also of that color.

There is no armor of this color in the world. It doesn't look like it's made of metal, but you can't tell what material it is.

The soldiers were almost identical in stature, height, weight, and build, with pale faces, sunken eyes, and no signs of life, resembling corpses.

Especially the palm exposed under the wrist guard, is just a thin layer of skin covering the bone, and you can't even see the blood vessels.

"This...this is a skeleton, isn't it?" Huang Tianbiao said, shrinking back.

“It’s not entirely a skeleton; it’s wrapped in skin, but there’s not a single bit of flesh inside,” Kumārajīva said, frowning.

"Young master, what are ghost soldiers?" A'Zhu asked in a low voice.

Zhao Ti shook his head: "Ghost soldiers... I don't really know much about them either, it's just a name that came to mind based on the scene before me."

Upon hearing this, A'Zhu gently tugged at his sleeve and shook it: "Young master, why don't we retreat from here?"

Zhao Ti said, "It's alright, let's take a look first. By the way, how many places on the grassland resemble Wolf Mountain?"

Huang Tianbiao said, "I remember there are five locations, distributed across the north, south, west, and east of the grassland."

Lang Tianruo replied, "It's not five places, there are actually six in total, and there's one more on Mount Taibai in Liaodong."

"Oh?" Zhao Ti turned to look at it: "Mount Taibai also has such a suitable place for cultivation?"

"Your Majesty, that is indeed the case. I've been pondering this, and there are exactly six locations. Could they correspond to the six Yin Earth Veins, the locations of the six pulse points?" Wolf Heaven asked.

“Mount Taibai…” Zhao Ti narrowed his eyes. Taibai in Liaodong is the Changbai Mountain of later generations. There are many strange and wonderful legends about Changbai Mountain. The sword manual that the sword god Zhuo Bufan could absorb and spew sword light came from Changbai Mountain.

He did not let Zhuo Bufan and the other two go. After they went to Lingjiu Palace, he imprisoned them in the back mountain. When he left, he was there and told Tong Lao to guard them well and not to kill them.

"It is indeed Mount Taibai. I heard from the former commander that the best place for cultivation is the Three Sacred Mountains, a branch of Mount Taibai," Lang Tianruo said.

“Three Sacred Mountains…” Zhao Ti nodded. The name made him ponder for a moment, stirring up many long-forgotten memories.

At this moment, the speed of the group of ghost soldiers began to slow down little by little, and they slowly walked to the edge of the cliff where the group of people were.

“These things seem to have discovered us…” Huang Tianbiao whispered.

Before it could finish speaking, the group of ghostly soldiers suddenly stopped and turned their heads to look up at the cliff.

The faces were lifeless and deathly pale, with eyes like those of dead fish, all white without a trace of black, and wisps of black smoke faintly emanating from their nostrils, sending chills down one's spine.

"Is this...is it a ghost? Or a zombie?" Lang Tianruo exclaimed in surprise.

"Have you ever seen ghosts or zombies?" Huang Tianbiao scoffed. "Didn't you hear the young master say these are ghost soldiers?"

"What are ghost soldiers? I've never seen anything like them on the grasslands before..." Wolf Sky stammered.

Just then, the soldiers below spoke in unison, making a terrifying "hoho" sound.

"Be careful, this thing looks like it's about to attack," Zhou Tong immediately warned.

After the ghostly soldiers made a sound, their figures suddenly floated up as if they had no weight, like smoke, and instantly became level with the edge of the cliff.

"Huh? It can actually float!" Huang Tianbiao exclaimed in fright.

The ghostly soldiers looked at the group, suddenly opened their mouths wide, their lips splitting all the way to their ears, as if they were laughing. Then, a billowing cloud of black energy erupted and attacked them.

"Don't let the smoke touch you," Zhao Ti shouted. Bao Xiangwang instantly visualized that the god-king stepped out from the void, shining with golden light, holding a giant axe, and flew into the black mist.

The black aura instantly corroded the armor of the Elephant King, and by the time it reached the Yin soldiers, it was already dim and dull, but it still swung its axe and chopped down fiercely.

Seeing this, the Yin soldiers raised their spears to block. Although King Baoxiang was corrupted by the black energy, his own power had the attribute of exorcising demons and warding off evil. All Buddhist techniques have this attribute. Even if his power is not as great as the opponent's, he still has the power to restrain him.

With this axe strike, the spear in the ghost soldier's hand was instantly cleaved in two, turning into grayish-white mist and disappearing. The axe continued downwards, striking the ghost soldier's head directly.

The helmet also vanished as a wisp of energy, and the ghost soldier's head was chopped in half, but there was nothing inside—no brain matter and no blood.

At this moment, the power of the axe dissipated, and the ghost soldier shook his neck, and his skull, which had been cut in two, slowly came back together.

Zhao Ti raised an eyebrow, and Baoxiang King swung his axe down again, slicing open the skull once more and cutting the neck in half. Baoxiang King then vanished.

The divine king could normally attack three times after he was visualized, but the black energy depleted it, and it disappeared after only two attacks.

The ghostly soldier's neck and head healed together again, a horrifying sight that sent chills down one's spine.

At this point, everyone started fighting, but Huang Tianbiao and Lang Tianruo's magic power was weak and had no restraining effect, so they couldn't do any damage to the Yin soldiers at all.

Even Zhou Tong's magical powers were of little use, but his martial arts could come in handy. He had now mastered martial arts to the point of projecting his internal energy outwards, and his splitting palm strikes sent the Yin soldiers staggering about, their armor becoming somewhat disheveled.

Kumārajīva and A'Zhu were different. Both of them practiced Buddhist methods. Kumārajīva used a spell that resembled a golden feather attack, like a barrage of arrows. A'Zhu used a demonic sound to disrupt the world and stir up layers of dark blades and dark waves.

Both of them broke parts of the Yin soldier's body, but the other slowly healed and continued forward, eventually landing on the cliff.

“Benefactor Zhao, this thing is indestructible!” Kumārajīva said urgently.

Zhao Ti said calmly, "It's not that it can't be killed, it's that the power is not enough. As long as the power is enough, there is nothing in this world that cannot be killed or destroyed."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly struck out with an icy palm, freezing the cliff top and the Yin soldiers in a white expanse.

Taking advantage of the moment when the Yin soldiers' bodies were slightly sluggish, Zhao Ti once again visualized the image of the God of War.

A magnificent green light appeared, and the God of War, with six heads and wielding a divine spear, rode a majestic peacock into the void.

His six heads all looked at the ghostly soldiers in front of him, and his expression showed excitement. The next moment, the green peacock moved slightly and came to the front of the ghostly soldiers, and the divine spear in his hand was thrust out like lightning.

Several loud "bang bang bang" sounds rang out in succession. More than a dozen ghost soldiers were stabbed in the heart and then exploded. A grayish-white gas inside their bodies dispersed in all directions with a "whoosh". Then something seemed to fall down and landed on the cliff with a crisp sound.

At this moment, Kumārajīva and A'Zhu assisted, and Zhao Ti once again visualized the Treasure Elephant King stepping forward. After a moment, he blasted all the Yin soldiers into smoke, which then dissipated. The group looked at the ground and saw that where the Yin soldiers had been, several grayish-white, heart-shaped objects had fallen, resembling stones but not quite.

"Young master, what is this?" Zhou Tong asked in surprise.

Zhao Ti stepped forward, raised his finger, and struck the heart-shaped object with his Illusory Yin Finger Force, instantly turning it into dust.

He shook his head: "I wonder what kind of strange things these ghostly soldiers are... Where did they come from?"

"Your Majesty, could it be the temple below?" Lang Tianruo asked nervously. "In ancient times, the leaders would lead their people to worship, but later the people stopped coming, and only the leaders came by themselves. And before... Your Majesty said that the bronze gate seemed to have been closed for a long time. Perhaps the leaders didn't come either. Is it because this monster appeared in the temple that they stopped coming here?"

"A temple?" Zhao Ti squinted at the temple in the distance below the cliff. "It's not impossible. I just don't know if the temple produced this strange thing or if it came out of the earth's veins below."

"Young master, shall we still go to the temple?" Huang Tianbiao asked.

“Now that we’re here, how can we not go? I want to see where this thing came from and what shape that earth eye is.” Zhao Ti said calmly, “Let’s go down the cliff now.”

The group nodded in agreement. Lang Tianruo continued to lead the way. There was a narrow staircase beside the cliff, and after a while, they followed the stone steps to the bottom of the ravine.

The area below is extremely flat and wide, but both the cliff face behind it and the surface marks show signs of human excavation. Although it is ancient, the marks of axes and hammers are still recognizable.

As you walk forward, the pebbled path is gone, replaced by a well-maintained stone path that leads straight to the temple.

Along the road, there are still stone sculptures of monsters and spirits, with mysterious, strange, and inexplicable appearances and bizarre expressions.

The group walked cautiously, looking around as they went, and finally arrived at the temple after a while.

The temple appears enormous up close, unlike its appearance from a distance on the cliff, and its architecture is quite ancient, unlike anything seen in the outside world today.

On the left and right sides of the temple are two rough fire altars. The black embers in the round plates of the altars are dry and hard as metal and stone, and it is unknown how long it has been since they were lit.

Zhou Tong tried to probe it with the single-edged sword he carried with him, but even the steel blade couldn't budge it.

“This kind of altar must be lit whenever there is a sacrifice. It seems that not only has the Wolf Demon never come here, but countless generations of wolf clan leaders have never been here either,” Zhao Ti said, raising his eyebrows.

“Benefactor Zhao, something seems amiss here. There appear to be signs of a struggle, and this black stuff looks like dried blood…” Kumārajīva said, pointing to a spot beside the fire altar.

The group went over to investigate, and Huang Tianbiao said, "Could it be that a sacrifice was performed here before, which is why there are bloodstains?"

Zhou Tong shook his head: "How could this be a place of worship? It should be either in front of the main gate or inside the temple, most likely inside the temple."

"What, what is this?" Lang Tianruo suddenly exclaimed in surprise, stepping forward and pulling something out of the gray stone. It turned out to be a huge leg bone.

The leg bone is old and grayish-black, and doesn't look like a human bone at all, but rather like the skeleton of some kind of animal.

Wolf Tianruo stared at the leg bone and suddenly his body trembled: "This is the wolf bone of our wolf clan. It's so big, it must be the bone of a leader. How... how could it be left here?"

Zhao Ti glanced at the bones a few times: "Is this the bone of the wolf clan leader?"

“Your Majesty, such a large bone must belong to a wolf that can transform. In ancient times, spiritual energy was scarce, and it was extremely difficult to transform. Once transformed into a human, it would surely be a great leader. I just don’t know why it died here. It seems... it seems like it died a violent death here.” Wolf Tianruo said, trembling.

Zhou Tong dug a few times with his sword at the spot where the wolf bones were buried, and another bone appeared. This one was a claw bone, the size of a plate, and it looked quite astonishing.

"This, this is also the bone of the leader..." Lang Tianruo said blankly, "This bone is thicker than Lang Sha's bone, and its magic power should be stronger than Lang Sha's. I don't know what killed him here."

Zhou Tong bent down to examine it, and after a while said, "Young master, the broken part was indeed broken by external force, not because it rotted over time."

Zhao Ti said, "How could the bones of a monster that can transform into human form rot so easily? Even if it is buried for a long time, they will not break into pieces."

Huang Tianbiao said, "Young master, could it be the work of those ghostly soldiers from earlier?"

"Ghost soldiers?" Zhao Ti pondered for a moment: "That's possible, but it could also be something else. This temple is a strange place, and there might be other monsters lurking around."

As he spoke, he looked at the temple ahead. The temple resembled an ancient ferocious beast, lying in the darkness, hiding its fangs, silent and still, as if waiting for an opportunity to strike.

"Young master, shall we go in?" Zhou Tong asked.

Zhao Ti nodded and took a few steps forward. At this point, he could see the temple gate clearly. It was a dark color and was decorated with many patterns and some complex runes.

Above the temple gate is a black horizontal plaque with faint, dark red characters that are indistinct.

Zhao Ti frowned and stared at it for a moment, then said, slowly and deliberately, "You-Xuan-Temple?"

"Young master, what does the name of this temple mean?" A'Zhu whispered from the side.

Zhao Ti slowly said, "The six yin and nine yang each have their own names. The six yin are: profound mystery, gentle stillness, subtle concealment, stillness, radiance, and brilliance."

“Then this Youxuan…” Azhu said.

“You means secluded and quiet, representing the concealment and concealment of the Yin line. Xuan symbolizes mystery and profundity, embodying the endless mysteries contained in the Yin line and showing that the Yin line, like the deep night sky, hides a power that cannot be easily understood,” Zhao Ti said leisurely.

"Young master, is there such a saying?" A'Zhu asked in surprise.

“It’s not mentioned in the Book of Changes, but it is described in the Illusionary Yin Scripture that I practice.” Zhao Ti nodded. This is not recorded in the Book of Changes, but in the Illusionary Yin Scripture. “Heaven gives birth to water, six yin contain things, one yin begins, and the great yin covers the world.” This is the core of the Illusionary Yin Scripture’s technique.

"Let's go in and take a look." He took two more steps and came to the steps of the temple, and the others followed.

The temple gates were tightly closed, and the layers of patterns above them created a dizzying effect.

"Your Majesty, I feel a little cold," Wolf Tianruo said, his teeth chattering.

“Where the Six Yin Earth Veins are located, Yin energy naturally pervades, not to mention the existence of the so-called Earth Eye.” Zhao Ti narrowed his eyes: “Let’s all circulate our cultivation techniques.”

Several people agreed. At that moment, Zhao Ti's collar moved, and the silkworm poked its head out, making two "chirp chirp" sounds, seemingly quite excited.

Seeing the little silkworm so lively, Azhu couldn't help but say, "It's a pity I didn't bring the other one. I entrusted it to Sister Lan'er to take care of before."

Zhao Ti shook his head: "That one is not as spiritual as mine, which can stay with me at all times. That one is just a blockhead."

After he finished speaking, he raised his palm and slowly pushed it toward the temple door.

(End of this chapter)