Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 148
When Li Daoxuan came back to his senses, he found that he had returned to the place where the Seven Skull Formation was before, and even the position he was standing on was exactly the same, as if he had never been to the Qingming Realm at all.

But it was noon when he left, and now the sun has gradually set, approaching dusk, obviously a lot of hours have passed.

At this moment, Master is busy, taking the ruins as the center, and using the blood of the black dog and the blood of the cockscomb as raw materials, he drew a large circular formation.

Zhang Qianyang wiped his hands on the Taoist uniform, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.

Seeing Li Daoxuan come back, he smiled and said: "Finally finished drawing this Heavenly Gang Demon Sealing Formation before dark."

"Master, why do you have to use cockscomb blood and black dog blood?"

Zhang Qianyang explained very patiently: "This is not an ordinary cockscomb blood, but a five-flowered rooster with five virtues. It has the sun and pure yang, which is the most effective against evil and poison. The black dog blood is the blood of the unicorn, and it also has evil spirit effect."

When the rooster sings, the world is white, and the rooster can call the rising sun, and the yang energy is very strong.

In folklore, dogs can see some dirty things. Among all dogs, black dogs are the most fierce, so black dog blood is also a sharp weapon to ward off evil spirits.

"Teacher, if you want to form an formation to deal with powerful ghosts or zombies in the future, using these two things can often have miraculous effects, but if the enemy is a demon, the effect will be greatly reduced."

Li Daoxuan nodded, he was taught, and at the same time, he admired his master for being calm and even imparting experience to himself in the face of a big enemy.

"By the way, master, will master master make a move?"

Li Daoxuan asked, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

The old celestial master of Longhu Mountain has unfathomable skills. Last time, he took down an eight-tailed fox demon in the Yang God realm. If he can come, there is no need to worry about Yang Guang.

Zhang Qianyang shook his head, his expression became serious.

"Yangping Zhidu Gongyin is the old man's magic weapon. I contacted the old man through it. He said that there have been traces of big monsters near Longhu Mountain recently."

A big demon appeared near Longhu Mountain?
Li Daoxuan asked: "So the ancestor can't come here?"

Zhang Qianyang nodded and said: "The old man sits in Longhu Mountain and guards the inheritance of the sect. Normally, that's all. If Longhu Mountain is in danger, naturally he can't leave easily."

Li Daoxuan frowned, he began to smell something wrong.

What a coincidence.

The ghost king of Xudu and the old demon of Heishan teamed up to attack the Qingming Realm, and the traces of the big demon appeared near Longhu Mountain, which made the old heavenly master fearful and could no longer travel with Yangshen.

It seems that there is an invisible hand controlling everything.

"Why, the empress can't make a move?"

Li Daoxuan nodded, and said: "The Qingming Realm is not peaceful recently, and the empress can't leave the dojo."

Zhang Qianyang pondered slightly, and after experiencing countless storms, he also began to realize that something was wrong.

But when he saw his apprentice frowning, he still smiled and comforted him: "It's okay, even if it's just us master and apprentice, we can still kill Yang Guang!"

Li Daoxuan nodded, with a trace of firmness in his eyes.

This trip to the Qingming Realm was not fruitless. He touched the black rope on his wrist, and the sense of crisis in his heart dissipated a lot.

"By the way, master, the empress said that she would inform Master San Le, what is the identity of Master San Le?"

Hearing the words Master Sanle, Zhang Qianyang's eyes lit up and he smiled.

"San Le is a wonderful person. He is a well-deserved eminent monk. He should have cultivated the golden body of Buddhism. With his help, he will be free from worries."

"Buddhist golden body?"

Li Daoxuan has long admired his name, but has no specific understanding of it.

Zhang Qianyang explained: "My Taoist school pays attention to the dual cultivation of life and soul, but the Buddhist school is different. They only cultivate sex and not life, and pay more attention to the spirit and soul, not the physical body. This kind of difference begins in the yin and god realm."

Li Daoxuan nodded, he remembered that he had read a similar story in his previous life.

A certain monk and a Taoist made an appointment to go to Luoyang to see peonies, but they were thousands of miles away from Luoyang, so they traveled in a ghostly spirit, competing to arrive at Luoyang first.

The yin spirit of the eminent monk was extremely fast, and he threw the Taoist priest away in a short while, and flew to Luoyang in an hour, where he saw the peony.

When the Taoist priest arrived slowly, the monk was very proud, thinking that his Taoism was higher than that of the Taoist priest.

But the Taoist smiled slightly and reached out to pick off a peony.

The monk's complexion changed, because no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pick the peony, just like fetching water from a bamboo basket, fishing for the moon in the water.

This story can reflect the difference in Buddhist and Taoist practice. Taoism talks about the dual cultivation of life and soul, so the soul is more stable, and the Buddhist spirit is stronger and flies faster, but because of the lack of physical support, it cannot even pick a single flower.

Zhang Qianyang continued: "Later, an eminent Buddhist monk noticed this problem. In order to make up for the lack of the physical body, he created the golden body supernatural power. The golden body of the Arhat, the golden body of the Bodhisattva, and the golden body of the Tathagata all have their own mysteries. They can be as bright as the sun and the moon. !"

"Could it be that Master San Le has cultivated a golden body?"

Zhang Qianyang nodded and said: "San Le was like this when I first came down from the mountain 40 years ago as a teacher. Later, I met him again and found that his appearance has not changed at all!"

Li Daoxuan's complexion has changed, and he has not changed for 40 years. Master Sanle is really a strange person.

He still wanted to continue to ask, but saw a sword light flying towards the sky, with infinite sharpness, like a meteor piercing the sky, flying towards the two of them.

Zhang Qianyang snorted, and said, "I'm old, but I still like to show off so much."

The sword light fell and turned into a slender old man with white beard and hair. He looked to be seven or eighty years old, but he was full of energy and had very sharp eyes.

The person who came was the Sword Immortal of the Longevity Palace, Xu Qingxuan!

Xu Qingxuan glared at Zhang Qianyang, and Zhang Qianyang stared back unceremoniously. This posture was not like meeting old friends, but like an old enemy.

Xu Qingxuan pointed at Zhang Qianyang and said aggressively: "Zhang Qianyang! You despicable and shameless guy, how dare you come to see me?"

Zhang Qianyang snorted and said, "They're all men, don't mention it, I seem to have betrayed you."

Xu Qingxuan was so angry that his beard blew up, and he cursed: "Yeah, you old bastard, you deserved to fall into the Yang God Realm, if it wasn't for you, Ning Yan would have been with me long ago, I'll give her to you , it turns out that you are lucky, and it will be more than ten years after you disappear!"

Zhang Qianyang sneered and said: "Don't talk about yourself being so great. Back then when you were drunk, you took off your clothes and danced your sword among the flowers. If you want to show off as much as you want, you dirty my eyes."

Li Daoxuan's eyes widened, wait, what did I hear?
Xu Qingxuan was furious, trembling all over his body, and said: "You still have the face to say that you didn't get me drunk on purpose, and then made me make a fool of myself in front of Ning Yan, so Ning Yan ignored me, you despicable and shameless guy!"

Zhang Qianyang chuckled, and faintly uttered four words: "Dancing Birds Under the Moon."

After a pause, he added another knife and said, "It's still very small."

Li Daoxuan stood aside trembling, but his eyes were burning with gossip, and he glanced at Xu Jianxian.

Xu Qingxuan jumped like thunder, blushed like blood, and rushed forward.

"Fuck his zombie, Zhang Qianyang, I want to fight you!"

Zhang Qianyang rolled up his sleeves and said, "Hehe, afraid of you?"

boom!boom!boom!boom……

The next thing Li Daoxuan saw was that the two of them jumped together, like street gangsters fighting, one pulling his beard, the other scratching his hair, what monkeys stealing peaches, black tigers digging out their hearts...

Li Daoxuan was almost petrified.

A sword fairy, a Tiangang Fumo real person, that's it?

Xu Qingxuan kicked Zhang Qianyang, kicked him to the ground, and then turned around, ready to punch.

Li Daoxuan hesitated, do you want to help Master?

But it feels... so embarrassing.

Zhang Qianyang was at a disadvantage, but he remained calm in the face of danger. He only heard a "bah", and a mouthful of old phlegm fell on Xu Qingxuan's face.

Xu Qingxuan's face turned green.

Zhang Qianyang took the opportunity to grab his beard, pulled him to the ground, and wrestled together.

Li Daoxuan couldn't bear it any longer, and said, "Master, Xu Jianxian, you—"

The two people who were wrestling stopped suddenly, stared at him viciously, and said in unison: "Shut up!"

Li Daoxuan shrank his neck.

……

(End of this chapter)