428 Qingyuan Lao Dao

e and more dangerous, making me uneasy.My older brother helped Master Huisqing send off the incense-burning pilgrims, dismissed the monks who were going home temporarily, and also organized the ordain...From the first time I met him, I felt a deep respect for Bai Wuchang. On one hand, it was because of his evil aura and eccentricity, and on the other, there was a kind of knowing and clarity in his laughter.

He could convey volumes with a single glance, a word, even the inflection of his voice.

He was one of the Ten Great Yama Kings, a mid-level figure among the deities of the underworld. Besides managing the honored gods of the netherworld, he had been wandering between the realms of yin and yang for thousands of years, a seasoned veteran.

Bai Qiye's position is invisible, even Jiang Qiyun said that he has too many believers in the mortal world, and his power is unimaginable.

He came to the site of Xiling Village with us, and frowned slightly: "The energy field here is chaotic...Yin and yang energies are not harmonized. How can one cultivate immortality and enlightenment in such a place"

Two days ago, there was a heavy blanket of overcast skies that might have disrupted the energy field... This place has good feng shui. The mountain shape is suitable for setting up a large tent, and it's a good location for a tomb. I scoffed.

Jiang Qiyun's place where he pointed at the Ghost Princess was correct.

Bai Qiyye shook his head and said, "Back then, Zhu Weiti was quite famous in the underworld. At that time, the underworld was plagued by ghosts, and she had superseding many people in the human world, so she had made contributions to the underworld. Although her personal life was rather disgraceful... But even a villain, as long as they do good deeds, the Reward for Goodness Bureau will reward them accordingly."

My brother stroked his chin: "Seventh Master, this is truly appalling. Could you please explain in detail"

"Bai Qiyee lifted his wide sleeves and chuckled a few times: "What Is Brother Mu interested in practicing dual cultivation with her"

"Double majoring is out of the question. I just think that since she's so sexually promiscuous, why are there so many ghosts following her and refusing to move on"

"Well, she's... a descendant of the royal family, and she also worked within civilian organizations to resist and protect Han people, as well as send souls to the afterlife. She has her merits... If it weren't for the unstoppable tide of fate, perhaps she could have achieved immortality."

He smiled and said, "Human hearts are the most complex. They can do evil under the banner of righteousness; they can also do good while bearing a bad name, hmph..."

Bai Wu Chang are ghosts and spirits that appear after birth. They wander among humans year-round. Although they are deities in Taoism, they are also venerated by Buddhists throughout Chinese lands.

He trailed his wide, white sleeves, drifting down to the village below. My brother called out from behind: "Seventh Master, be careful of the barrier!"

Bai Wuchang let out an evil laugh: "Then I'll take her in! For four hundred years, she hasn't become a ghost immortal. Hehehe... It seems the Emperor's mercy has been wasted."

The journey of cultivation is long and arduous!

I am now an honest cultivator, a mortal who diligently cultivates. Although shortcuts abound, I still cannot easily refine yang qi and return it to heaven. Who knows, Jiang Qiyun might eventually think me slow.

My brother held my hand, his palm was a bit cold, and the little sweat he had was also cold.

"Ge... If you're not feeling well, please say something. Don't try to tough it out." I said worriedly.

"What's wrong Just find the cause and do a ritual to ward off bad luck, it'll be fine. Why are you both so tense" My brother frowned.

“Because we all care about you and love you, and we don’t want anything to happen to you.” I said helplessly.

"It's fine, it's fine... um, what in the world is this"

A gust of wind at the village mouth blew a piece of dry cowhide paper onto his shoe. He bent down to pick it up, twisting it between his fingers: "Damn, even withered people shed skin!"

He hurriedly threw it away: "That day, the old monster didn't go into the house, did he He just came out looking different! He said it was a human shedding its skin, but I suspect he flayed a person and preserved it with secret arts in the house. When he needs to change his appearance, he uses a magic called drawing skins - the smell on him that day should be formaldehyde."

I swallowed hard, uncomfortably. “Don’t say it…”

His Adam's apple was striking, like a ping pong ball sliding under fabric.

"Don't be afraid, with the Seven Lords here, there shouldn't be a direct conflict this time. Last time that ghost princess also retreated back to her underground cave It shows she still knows fear." My brother comforted me.

Here's hoping.

Jiang Qiyun only had twenty more years left. If she hadn't attained enlightenment and immortality by then, the only outcome would be to fall into evil ways.

What should be done then Should the master solve it

Bai Qiye drifted through the village, his gaze sweeping over a courtyard as he passed. "Heavy death energy," he murmured to Xiao Niao. "Remember this feeling... This death energy indicates that a killing took place here."

"Oh... thank you, Qixing." I felt a chill run down my spine.

"Where did that old monster go" My brother frowned. "Did it run away"

He kicked open the wooden door. The dilapidated house's front door was tightly shut, with a rusty padlock hanging on it.

"Old monster, are you in there! If you don't come out, I'm going to dig up your master's grave!" My brother shouted inside.

Bai Wuchang narrowed his eyes slightly: "The death energy here is so heavy... Could it be... that there's a dead creature inside"

"But there are no ghosts here..." I replied.

All the ghosts here are under the control of that Ghost Princess. She needs their yin energy to maintain her form, after all, she only had her head left when she was buried.

My brother pulled out his flashlight and the Qiankun sword. He carefully walked through the yard, and as soon as he reached the door of the house, he shouted, "It smells terrible! There must be a body inside..."

The shape of the large lock on the door was archaic, resembling a fish.

This is an ancient fish-shaped lock. The core is not complex, the main point is that the shape has symbolism.

Fish are "unwilling to die in peace", making the lock into the shape of a fish symbolizes keeping their eyes closed and guarding day and night.

Even with the best intentions, skilled locksmiths can still break in.

Opening locks is a basic skill for every grandmaster, and also the go-to technique for Mu Family's eldest son and grandson as he travels the Jianghu.

My brother can open all kinds of ancient locks blindfolded. He quickly unlocked this one with his tools. He weighed it in his hand, it wasn't very menacing, and took it away!

Bai Qiye was the first to float in. He covered his nose with his sleeve and said, "This place seems like a human meat workshop. Who has the interest to marinate people like this~"

My brother said, "Seven Master, this is called formaldehyde."

I peeked through the door, covering my mouth with my hand. On the floor inside were several large glass jars containing complete human skins.

The distorted limbs soaked in water, the hollow facial features and hair looked terrifying!

"Disgusting! This isn't something a cultivator would do!" My brother spat.

Bai Wu Chang sneered, "These are all people who came to this deserted village to explore before, right"

I stifled a wave of nausea and cautiously asked, "What is that yellow liquid on the shelf"

They turned their heads to look, and on the shelf there was still a bottle of yellow, viscous stuff.

Ba Wu Chang narrowed his eyes, leaning closer to observe. Then he sneered, "No wonder... the human skin is here, but the body isn't. Made into human oil, I suppose."

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My brother yelled, “Is this thing mixed in the rouge Are you sick! It’s so disgusting!”

Bai Wu Chang let out two cold snorts: "Human oil is actually the sebum of the human body. Many years ago, Taoists offered it to the noble people in the palace. It was said to... have the effect of maintaining one's youthful appearance..." careful! Report back immediately if you find anything unusual.""Uh huh, I know."Several Taoist priests ran down the stairs and took a powerful, portable spotlight from the gatekeeper. Then they went...