He became the True Lord of Ten Thousand Laws starting from Liaozhai.

night.

Xu Yi folded two more paper donkeys, and the three of them descended the mountain under the cover of night.

When faced with questions from Ning Chen and Cui Xiuxiu, Xu Yi remained silent and did not answer. After they asked a few times, they stopped bothering him, thinking it unnecessary to make a fool of himself.

On this trip, all the intelligent monsters of Jingyang Mountain came, and they all died.

Xu Yi received a magical technique from the feedback of the "Ten Thousand Demons Record": "Qingxuan Yuyou Chapter".

General principle: Heaven and earth have yin and yang, and the hidden and the manifest are two separate paths.

Ghosts are the lingering spirits of the underworld, neither good nor evil, but only causing harm to those who cling to them. This method takes the Dao as its foundation, the mystery as its guide, control as its ability, and the suppression of the soul as its essence. It follows the order of Yin and Yang, and pacifies the nature of ghosts, thus forming the orthodox lineage of the Xuanmen (Taoist school).

Like a stroke of genius, Xu Yi almost instantly understood how to use this method.

It can control and suppress ghosts, and can kill or command them. It has several talismans, incantations, and hand seals passed down through generations.

The difference this time was that the "Ten Thousand Demons Catalogue" felt warm in my arms.

Xu Yi took it out and saw that it was emitting a faint light. He was suspicious and casually turned to a page.

As the ink spread, a portrait of a tree demon suddenly appeared. Xu Yi stared at the lifelike portrait, as if he had entered a dream world.

The tree demon was rooted in the rotten soil piled with corpses. Its twenty-foot-tall trunk was like a giant pillar supporting the sky. Its cracked bark was peeling and curling, with viscous sap flowing from the crevices. Its gnarled branches twisted like a giant python.

Coming to his senses, Xu Yi realized that this was the first time the "Ten Thousand Demons Record" had actively manifested images of demons.

"It seems you really want to eat it." As he ran his fingers over the image of the tree demon, Xu Yi sensed something; the "Illustrated Catalogue of Ten Thousand Demons" was guiding him.

......

The next day at dawn, the sky began to lighten.

The city gate was right in front of us, guarded by soldiers, and some people who had already entered the city were waiting outside the gate.

Xu Yi suddenly spoke up: "Miss Cui, this illusion must not be tainted by anything unclean. Once you get home, you need to change your clothes as soon as possible. I'll leave you here."

There's no need to worry about the paper donkey; once it's a certain distance away from Xu Yi, it's just a paper model.

Cui Xiuxiu was thinking of returning home so that her father could properly thank the Taoist priest. Just as she was about to ask him to stay, the paper donkey she was riding seemed to have a mind of its own and carried her wildly toward the city gate.

Xu Yi, on the other hand, rode his blue ox towards the northwest.

Ning Chen looked ahead and then behind, unsure whether to stay or leave.

He had seen Miss Cui's body naked and should marry her. The two had even made a private vow to be together. But how could he, a mere scholar, be worthy of the magistrate's daughter?

Ning Chen gritted his teeth and shouted in the direction Cui Xiuxiu had left:

"Miss Cui, wait until I pass the imperial examinations, then I will marry you properly!"

In the distance, Cui Xiuxiu heard Ning Chen's promise. Her pretty face flushed. The two should have been sad to be separated, but Cui Xiuxiu was actually very happy. She looked forward to this day in the future.

After shouting those words, Ning Chen seemed to have used up all his strength. He rode the paper donkey towards Xu Yi's direction, calling out as he went, "Master Xu, wait for me!"

The northwest direction is the direction of Wude Prefecture, which is also the location of the provincial examination.

......

The Taoist priest and the scholar traveled for a day, covering sixty li.

Ning Chen was very talkative, always asking questions along the way. Xu Yi hadn't paid much attention to him at first, but the scholar kept saying nice things, which made the Taoist happy.

Ning Chen was never allowed to go hungry along the way. Xu Yi always managed to pull out dry rations from his sleeve. Ning Chen even gave this supernatural ability a name: "Universe in the Sleeve".

Just before nightfall, the two finally stopped in front of a desolate and abandoned ancient temple.

The plaque above the gate was tattered and the characters were blurred. Xu Yi looked at it closely, but he didn't recognize it. Without lingering, he rode his blue ox into the temple.

Ning Chen drove the paper donkey closer and took a look, then softly read aloud: "Lanruo... Temple, Lanruo Temple, a good name."

Stepping into the temple, one sees magnificent halls and pagodas, but the weeds grow taller than a person.

The hall was covered with cobwebs, the Buddha statue had its eyes lowered, and there were still unburnt red candles on the candlesticks.

Ning Chen was initially marveling at the situation, but Xu Yi's words quickly dampened his spirits.

Xu Yi said, "I will sleep in the main hall; you may go to the side hall."

Ning Chen panicked: "Daoist Master, we're in the middle of nowhere, in this ancient Rakshasa Temple. What if it's haunted?"

Xu Yi pondered for a moment and felt that Ning Chen's words made some sense. He had just learned how to write talismans and spells, so he decided to experiment with them.

Thinking this, Xu Yi pulled out a blank talisman from his sleeve. He had killed weasels and slayed evil tigers, collected some wolf hair and tiger blood, and made some talisman brushes in his spare time. Today, it came in handy.

Xu Yi dipped his talisman brush in tiger blood, and his brushstrokes flowed like dragons and snakes. He wielded the brush as if wielding a sword, his wrists crackling and thrusting with force. The strokes were wild and unrestrained, the ink carrying a wild energy.

After writing seven or eight talismans in a row, he put away the talisman brush and instructed, "This talisman can ward off evil spirits and protect your home. You can stick it on the doors and windows so that evil spirits will not dare to approach. You can also hide it in your bosom to protect you."

Ning Chen took the talisman and felt a little more at ease. He glanced at the words on the talisman and his expression was quite complicated.

The character's sharpness was evident at the turn, revealing a reckless and fierce edge that even Ning Chen, who had practiced calligraphy for nearly twenty years, found inferior.

......

into the night.

Following Xu Yi's instructions, Ning Chen pasted talismans on the doors and windows, and kept two in his pocket.

Previously, he had been captured by a monster and had neither money nor books. He could only wait until he arrived at Wude Prefecture to find a job, where he would work while preparing for the exam.

Exhausted from working for a day and a night without rest, Ning Chen quickly drifted off to sleep.

Main hall.

The doors and windows were broken and drafty. Xu Yi closed his eyes to rest, but did not fall asleep.

A cool fragrance suddenly wafted into the dimly lit environment, resembling both plum blossoms and musk, refreshing and alluring.

White mist filled the temple, and a woman walked gracefully out from it, her white dress clinging to her slender waist, outlining her delicate and boneless curves.

"My lord, I cannot sleep at night. I wish to share the joys of married life with you."

The woman took two or three steps and got close to Xu Yi's ear. Her voice was soft and sweet, and her breath was fragrant, making his heart melt.

She knew perfectly well that the handsome man in front of her was pretending to be asleep.

Sure enough, Xu Yi opened his eyes naturally and saw that the woman's eyes were filled with a seductive charm.

"Are you not afraid of what people say? Do you not know shame?" Xu Yi remained unmoved and replied with a smile.

The woman's face was as beautiful as a peach blossom, and her lips parted slightly: "No one will know at night."

Xu Yi grew impatient and scolded her a few more times before the woman reluctantly left.

After a while, the woman emerged from the white mist again and placed a gold ingot next to Xu Yi.

Before she even reached the threshold, Jinzi flew out first.

A voice came from inside the house: "Ill-gotten gains will likely end up in my pocket."

The woman paused upon hearing this, and her previously conflicted expression hardened.

She turned around, kowtowed, and pleaded, "Please, young master, save me."

"My name is Xiaoqian, surname Nie. I died at the age of eighteen and was buried next to Lanruo Temple. I was forced by demons to do despicable things, which was not my wish. Please save me, sir."