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"The first solution is to use the Nine Sons to suppress the demon. By gathering the nine sons' dragon veins, the true dragon will protect you from all evil..."

"The second solution is for Laozi to refine the demon, using his own body as a elixir, and forging the demon's soul in Laozi's furnace..."

"The third solution: Master the Heavenly Escape Sword Technique, and use the Wisdom Sword to subdue the demon..."

Looking at the characters on the Luoshu in his mind's eye, Zhou Sheng smiled slightly, played with the Taotie Demon Soul for a while, and then put it back into the Immortal Stone Cave.

The Black-Clad Dragon King left it behind as a trap, and also as a test.

Let's see if Zhou Sheng can resist the temptation. If he is truly the reincarnation of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, he will surely be able to subdue the demonic soul. If he cannot, then he is not a true Bodhisattva.

He then reviewed the conversation from the evening in detail and gave his evaluation of this Heavenly King of the Longhua Sect.

This is a daring, cynical, extreme, and cunning person.

We will not give up until we achieve our goal.

At the same time, he has a profound understanding of the evil in human nature. The villagers' forgetfulness, the rumors in Ge'an City, and the Eastern Pure Glass World that happened to open when the dragon went out of the water all have his shadow behind them.

Hidden behind the scenes, stirring up trouble and provoking the deepest evil in people's hearts, almost causing a group of pure Buddhist monks to fall into demonic possession.

This style of doing things is somewhat similar to Mara, the sixth demon king recorded in Buddhist scriptures.

Although Zhou Sheng won the game, he did not really hurt his opponent; it was only a minor, localized victory.

This was only because the other party was unwilling to get involved personally; otherwise, Zhou Sheng would have turned around and left long ago, and would never have performed this underhanded act again.

"In the future, there will likely be more bloodshed and chaos, the Dragon Flower Sect..."

Zhou Sheng gently stroked the guqin in his hands, producing melodious music, but there was an unyielding solemnity in his eyes.

Longhua Sect is not simple.

He had killed a sect leader once, which wasn't particularly difficult, so he underestimated him. But after meeting the Black-Clad Dragon King, he put away his arrogance.

The Four Heavenly Kings are all powerful beings who have transcended tribulations, but the most mysterious of them, the Master and the Buddha Mother, are probably even more powerful.

No wonder he dared to play chess with Zhang Sanfeng, because behind him was a terrifying force as large as a behemoth.

"If the sky falls, someone taller will hold it up; it has nothing to do with me."

After thinking for a while, Zhou Sheng shook his head, made a hand gesture to escape into the earth, and disappeared without a trace with a sound of thunder.

He's just a cultivator who has just broken through to the fifth level, and hasn't even touched the threshold of the sixth level yet. Why is he worrying about so much all the time?

Even if the sky falls, there will be great figures like Zhang Sanfeng to hold it up. He was once a demon slayer who spent sixty years fighting demons, and he would never watch the world become a den of demons.

Furthermore, the Xuanqiong Division of the Great Xuan Dynasty also harbors many top-tier experts.

Let them have their headaches.

After figuring this out, Zhou Sheng felt much more at ease, and even his speed of escaping underground seemed to increase. In just a few breaths, he arrived at Hongxian and the others' residence.

"Pack your things and let's leave now."

After waking the red thread, two figures, one large and one small, quietly left under the cover of night. The rest of the Zhou family troupe had already entered the Yin-gathering jar.

Before leaving, he left Guo Yang some money and dragon meat, along with a note instructing him to help out at the Medicine Buddha Temple whenever he had free time.

Before entering the Yin-Yang Road, Zhou Sheng made a special detour to Yaofo Temple and chatted for a long time with Huinian, who had returned from the Eastern Pure Land of Lapis Lazuli.

He was very interested in this legendary sacred site of gods and Buddhas that was said to be a world unto itself.

Huinian did not hide anything and told her all about her experiences.

It turned out that on that day at the Reclining Buddha Temple, he also thought he was about to be annihilated, but in the darkness he saw a beam of crystal-clear Buddha light that quietly guided him to the upper realm. However, to Zhou Sheng's disappointment, Huinian did not see any Arhats, Bodhisattvas, or Buddhas in the Eastern Pure Crystal World.

It was indeed a wondrous world, where one could drink sweet rain when thirsty, eat lotus seeds when hungry, and be filled with happiness and contentment at all times.

In particular, the lotus seeds in the Crystal Pool can keep you from being hungry for several days after eating just one, and it also greatly increases your magical power. He ate three seeds, and now his cultivation level is comparable to that of a high monk of the Ci generation.

Huinian said he could see a Buddhist temple in the distance, but he walked for days and nights without reaching it. He originally planned to keep walking like this forever until he saw the Buddha.

But halfway there, he witnessed the events at Yaofo Temple in the pond, watching helplessly as his most respected elders fell into demonic possession. His heart ached terribly, but fortunately, he saw Zhou Sheng perform a dark opera and turn the tide.

When the dragon emerged from the water, he could no longer stand idly by. He leaped into the pool and actually returned to the human world.

After receiving the answer, Zhou Sheng embarked on the Path of Yin and Yang and left this place.

His divine eye could see that Huinian had undergone a complete transformation. Although he was still a soul, his body was far more solid than that of the other monks, and even the abbot could not compare to him.

Its voice is like the chanting of Buddhist scriptures, imbued with Zen wisdom.

He already possesses the demeanor of a true high monk, and even bears a resemblance to a Buddha.

Given time, it will likely achieve remarkable success.

"The Pure Land of the East..."

Walking on the path between Yin and Yang, Zhou Sheng silently recited the name in his heart. His master said that if he could open his mind aperture and pass the sixth level, he would be able to leave his body and communicate with heaven and earth, and in the darkness, he would be able to perceive the world beyond heaven and earth.

Of course, this doesn't mean that after passing the sixth level, you can freely enter and exit those legendary dojos. Rather, it means that you have the initial qualifications, but to actually enter, you still need other opportunities.

As for opportunities, they are something that Zhou Sheng, who possesses the Luoshu, can strive for.

"drive!"

Zhou Sheng rode the Yin Horse and successfully returned to Xunyang before dawn. He walked out of a local temple, and his figure gradually became solidified from transparent.

Red Thread was fast asleep on his back, calling out "roasted dragon meat," its drool soaking his clothes.

The little girl was absolutely craving the meat of those dragons.

The journey was smooth and without any setbacks. When he saw the familiar front door of his home, he unconsciously relaxed.

Overall, the first Yin-Yang play ended successfully, and the gains were plentiful. Not only did the Taoist cultivation increase and the zombie skill be mastered, but many rare treasures were also obtained, as well as the inheritance of the Medicine Buddha's Lapis Lazuli Golden Body.

He is now eager to share this with his master, to see if there is anything that can help his master heal.

I knocked on the door a few times.

When the door opened, Zhou Sheng was taken aback, a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Brother Tan, it's you!"

The person who opened the door was not his master or mistress, but Tan Sheng, who had performed on the same stage with him in the underworld. Tan Sheng was a disciple of the Yin Opera master Yu Tianheng. The two fought side by side and had even shared life and death, so he was not affected by the grudges of his master's generation.

When Tan Sheng saw Zhou Sheng, his mature-looking face suddenly showed some tension, and his eyes flickered, as if he was giving Zhou Sheng a signal to leave.

The next moment, a deep, aged voice rang out.

"Tan'er, your eyesight is still lacking."

Tan Sheng could only sigh helplessly and said, "My master has been waiting for you for three days. He's here to interrogate you, because..."

He hesitated for a moment, seemingly a little embarrassed to say it.

"Because the Suanni... is insisting on being with you." (End of Chapter)