Cyber Daming

"Senior Brother Zhao, how could you think of building your own cave like this? It's really rare."

Chen Qisheng raised his eyes and looked at the surrounding environment, exclaiming in amazement.

Different from the Taoist temples, fairy mountains and rolling seas of clouds that he was accustomed to seeing in other Huangliang caves in the past, the plants and trees in front of Chen Qisheng at this moment were completely the appearance of ancient cities in the pre-Ming Dynasty.

It was dark now, lights were hung on both sides of the street, and there were crowds of people. The sounds of vendors selling goods and the shouts of jugglers mixed together, creating a bustling and prosperous scene.

Chen Qisheng stepped aside to let go of a child wearing a flowered coat and braided hair, who was laughing and running around in the crowd with his companions. His brows suddenly furrowed and he asked in a low voice: "These can't be..."

"Don't worry, although I am a new cultivator, I am also a serious Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain. I am not one of those crazy demonic cultivators. How could I pull a living person into the cave?"

Yang Long, who was standing next to Li Jun, heard the surprise in Chen Qisheng's words and explained with a smile.

At this moment, he was not wearing the Longhushan Taoist robe. Instead, he was wearing a plain black robe, with a sapphire belt tied around his waist. Coupled with his full beard and strong figure, he looked a bit like what was recorded in the history of the empire. The taste of the former Mingwu people.

"Most of the people you see in this city are Huangliang ghosts that I bought specially, and some are new ghosts that they reproduced by themselves. As of today, a rough calculation, there should be 20,000 Head left and right."

"so much?"

Chen Qisheng's eyes widened and he looked at Yang Long in shock.

Twenty thousand Huangliang ghosts, even if they are just 'ordinary ghosts' without any special abilities, is still a terrifying enough number.

Not to mention how much money it would cost to purchase so many Huangliang ghosts, just maintaining their normal operation and survival was enough to drain Yanglong of all his authority. Even his spirit has to bear a huge burden at all times. If he is not careful, he will be "eviled by all ghosts" and end up with a schizophrenia.

Could it be that I, Senior Brother Zhao, secretly diverted all the funds from the ‘Array Department’ into his own cave?

"What are you thinking about? If I dare to misappropriate the sect's funds, my upright master will destroy me physically and mentally without the Tianshi Mansion taking action."

Yang Long saw through what Chen Qisheng was thinking at a glance, and said angrily: "I have saved up these bit by bit. I won't steal or rob, it's all clean!"

"Senior brother, you are too sensitive. I never thought about it that way."

Chen Qisheng looked around at the world around him, and the shock in his heart not only did not subside, but became more intense.

The vendor selling late-night snacks had a smiling face wrapped in the steam rising from the boiling pot. He held three sea bowls in his outstretched arms and quickly added ingredients to them. The shouts from his mouth could be heard far away.

The old scholar who was selling paintings at the table was sitting under a big red lantern, and under the dim light he was flipping through a thread-bound book in his hand. From time to time he would spit on his fingertips and slowly turn the pages, taking a leisurely stroll in the bustling city. Mountains, lakes, princes and generals are all reflected in the four-foot-long scroll, which is hung on the shelf behind him.

A small troupe circled an open space in the corner, dancing with guns and sticks, and the cold light was like a wheel of wind. Seeing the dangerous spot, the onlookers cheered loudly and threw pieces of copper wire into the field from time to time. Chen Qisheng could clearly see that on those copper coins rolling in the air, there were four small characters "Jiajing Tongbao" engraved on them.

One by one, no matter how big or small, everything is lifelike.

A thought suddenly came to his mind. If all the 20,000 Yellow Liang Ghosts were released, then in front of Senior Brother Zhao next to him, Zhang Qinglu, who was known as the "No. 1 person under the Earth Immortal", would probably be just one. The vulnerable clown.

Thinking of the cooperation between the two, Chen Qisheng finally understood at this moment that among the monks of his generation, Yang Long was the one who truly kept things secret.

"Junior brother, I really admire your work."

Chen Qisheng stopped, looked at Yang Long and said seriously: "But I still have a doubt, is this really necessary?"

"Whether it is necessary or not depends on each person. In the eyes of other brothers and sisters, they feel that they should experience the epoch-making world in mythology, experience the war between the two religions in person, and even painstakingly plan to use their own Using the power to change the final outcome can allow them to understand the ultimate form of 'immortal' and make them more aware of their own evolutionary direction."

Yang Long shook his head: "But I don't think so. In my opinion, half of the word 'immortal' is a person, a person who has climbed to the top of the mountain. So walking in the market and experiencing human nature is more boring than walking in a Taoist temple. Trying to figure out God's will can further temper your Taoist mind."

"I have heard of both concepts, and I also know that the pros and cons of these two concepts have been debated among the new monks. But no matter which one is the correct answer, there are many related concepts built in Baiyujing. Brother, you can definitely enter the Everlasting Cave to experience it, so why bother spending so much effort building a market in your own cave?"

"What others build, it always belongs to others. Even if you go in, you are acting according to someone else's script. What you do, what you say, all the endings have been set in advance. Even if you are going to All the creatures in the entire dream have been slaughtered. This has happened countless times. What’s the meaning of such a dream?”

Yang Long smiled and said: "But it's different here. I am the master. They will act out whatever world I want. As long as I seal my memory, everything I see will be real." existence, unlike other dreams, everything is just a bunch of false thoughts. With such a cave, why should I borrow the Huangliang dream in Bai Yujing to experience reincarnation? "

After saying this, Yang Long pulled Chen Qisheng, who was still looking down in thought, and they walked out of the busy city, turned into a relatively quiet alley, and walked into a theater in a house.

Yang Long threw two pieces of broken silver casually, and the waiter waiting by the door showed an attentive smile, turned his head and shouted towards the door.

"You two distinguished guests, someone is here to entertain you."

The entrance to the house was already overcrowded, with more than a hundred customers sitting on dozens of benches, whispering to each other, and the sky was filled with excitement.

It was obviously not the first time for Yang Long to come to such a place. He led Chen Qisheng straight through the crowd and sat in the front row of the stage.

At this moment, an old Confucian scholar with a bright head and white beard was sitting on the stage. Seeing that the seats under the stage were almost full, he put down the tea bowl in his hand, grabbed the table in front of him and patted it.

Snapped.

The noise stopped suddenly, and pairs of expectant eyes were cast on the stage.

The old Confucian scholar smiled with satisfaction when he saw this, and then spoke slowly and carefully with his tone.

"The three moral emperors and the five emperors were famous after the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties. Heroes chased deer, gods, demons and ghosts haunted the world. There are several lines of names in the Qing Dynasty, and countless barren hills in the north. As the saying goes, people never leave the road, tigers never leave the mountains, and people live their whole lives fighting for everything. It is a chivalrous spirit that takes pleasure in vengeance and eliminates violence!"

"But what I want to talk about today is not the long journey to the rivers and lakes, nor the green forests and mountains, but the carefree immortal on the back of the green bull! Let's talk about how the Jiangxi Longhu Mountain Celestial Master conquered demons and protected the world! "

Snapped!

Chen Qisheng looked back with lack of interest. He knew without thinking that this was Yang Long's arrangement. It was really a bit evil for two true Celestial Masters to come to listen to the ancients talking about false Celestial Masters.

"Senior Brother Zhao."

Chen Qisheng did not call Yang Long by his Taoist name, but by his common name and surname.

"You specifically called me in this time, didn't you just want me to come and admire your Huangliang Cave?"

"The Tianshi Mansion asked me to come."

Yang Long looked at the old Confucian scholar on the stage and said lightly.

Chen Qisheng's face suddenly darkened when he heard this, and a cold light shone in his eyes.

"Don't worry, there are no outsiders here except our two senior brothers."

Yang Long noticed the chill coming around him and couldn't help but sigh: "Junior Brother Chen, after all, you are from Longhu Mountain, so you don't have to be so hostile to your sect, right?"

"Tianshi Mansion is not Longhu Mountain."

Chen Qisheng snorted coldly, thinking of the Earth Immortal who borrowed Zhang Qinglu's body when he was in Osaka City. When he spoke again, his tone was no longer as friendly as before: "Zhang Qingsheng asked you to come, right? Now that Gao Tianyuan is gone and Bai Yujing's trial has been cancelled, why are you looking for me now?"

"In the eyes of you and me, the position of a replacement Earth Immortal is an opportunity worth fighting for with our lives. But to the Zhang family, it is nothing."

Yang Long was noncommittal and just said: "But Zhang Qinglu's death is not a small matter for the Zhang family."

"So now you want to burn down the bridge?" Chen Qisheng sneered.

"If I had such thoughts, I wouldn't be sitting here today. You and I are both involved in Zhang Qinglu's death. How could I expose you? I still understand the meaning of death."

Yang Long's words made the anger boiling in Chen Qisheng's heart subside a little.

Indeed, he and Yang Long were inseparable from Zhang Qinglu's death. Even Yang Long was the one who initiated the proposal. If he betrayed himself, his end would not be much better.

"This time after we returned to Longhu Mountain, everyone was scrutinized by the Tianshi Mansion, including your 'Doubu'."

Yang Long's voice was not low, but neither the storyteller on the stage nor the listeners around him were aware of it.

"At the beginning, the review went smoothly, and the other eight departments were not punished. But when it was Doube's turn, something unexpected happened."

click

The seat beneath him was shattered. Chen Qichang stood upright, with a murderous look on his brows.

Yang Longzhuangruo didn't realize it, but still said calmly: "During the review process, they discovered that the chief officer of the Dou Department, Uncle Xuandou, was suspected of embezzling department funds, secretly colluding with the outer sect monks, and reselling the old-school monks' methods and elixirs in Longhu Mountain. .”

"This is frame-up!"

Chen Qisheng was furious: "Could it be that the higher-ups in the sect just sit back and watch them do whatever they want and build traps at will?"

"The highest immortal in the sect is named Zhang, and the earthly immortal who led the inspection team, Zhang Qingsheng, is also named Zhang."

Yang Long's expression was gloomy, and he said softly: "Now the conclusion of the Tianshi Mansion has been reached. I have seen the decree, and it has the signature of Uncle Xuandou. Now he has been detained in the Tianshi Mansion."

"Master, he has obviously never done any of these things, why should he admit it?"

Chen Qisheng's face was as pale as paper, and the veins on his clenched fists were clearly visible.

"Zhang Qingsheng asked me to come this time because he wanted me to tell you, junior brother, that the Zhang family blamed all the death of Zhang Qinglu on the Jinyi guards of Inushan City."

Yang Long's voice paused, "You should understand what he means."

What's the meaning?

Wasn't he just threatening himself with his master's life and death, hoping that he could use his identity as a guest to betray Li Jun?

Chen Qisheng's clenched teeth cracked, and Yang Long's faint words rang in his ears.

"The crimes they set for Uncle Xuan Dou are somewhere between two extremes. The amount of misappropriation of funds depends on the amount. The reselling of magical elixirs also depends on the level of the sect and the level of the elixir. If they are all classified at the lowest level, then Even if Uncle Xuan Dou cannot keep his identity as the head of the Dou Department in the end, he can at most think about it for a period of time in front of the wall in the Tianshi Mansion, at least his life is not in danger."

"But if Junior Brother you..."

Yang Long sighed and cut off his words.

The atmosphere between the two was as heavy as dead water, but suddenly there was a cry of exclamation from around them,

Seeing this, the old Confucian scholar on the stage spoke more and more vigorously, grabbed Su Xingsuo and slapped him again.

"It is said that the Heavenly Master entered Jianchang City one day and saw only a field of fiery trees and silver flowers, with fish and dragons dancing all over the city. But how could these flowers be hidden from the eyes of the Dao Sect? I saw the Heavenly Master crossing his eyebrows with his fingers, Just like a divine king looking at the human world, all the demons and demons appear!"

"What is cooked in the pot of the street vendor is not food, but a rotten human head. What is ostentatious upstairs is not a prostitute, but a blood-sucking tree spirit. The old ghost is holding the young devil, and the bamboo stick in his hand is piercing the human eye. The evil spirit is carrying The fierce god sprinkles paper and hangs banners to welcome the bride. Ugh! This is obviously a demon, where is the prosperous world?!"

"The sword in the Heavenly Master's hand is unsheathed, and the talisman in his sleeve is lit. He single-handedly banishes the immortals on the ground, vowing to cleanse the city of demons and create a clear world!"

The impassioned words ignited the crowd in the audience, and bursts of cheers surged from all sides, surrounding the silent Chen Qisheng.

"Senior brother, go back and tell Zhang Qingsheng that my master Xuandou has never done anything wrong, and I, Chen Qisheng, will never do anything wrong either!"

Chen Qisheng exhaled heavily, as if he had made a decision, and there was no trace of hesitation on his face.

"If he wants to recover the losses for the Zhang family, I can make the decision to give up the position of the chief officer of the fighting department and the earth immortal."

Chen Qisheng's eyes were fixed on Yang Long, and his tone was as cold as the twelfth lunar month wind: "But if there is any problem with the safety of my master, I, Chen Qisheng, swear not to be a dragon and tiger immortal anymore, but to become a human-eating demon!"

Chen Qisheng said word by word: "The demon who only eats their Zhang family!"

"Junior brother."

Yang Long seemed to have expected this result, and suddenly sighed: "Don't forget, the Zhang family is not the one being eaten, they are the immortals who slay demons!"

At this moment, the storytelling on stage has reached its climax.

I saw the storyteller's expression was excited, with saliva flying from his mouth: "The Celestial Master fights monsters, and the sword strikes the fangs. I saw the heads of people in Jianchang City rising and falling, corpses lying everywhere, and blood flowing like rivers. But no matter how the Celestial Master killed the monster, the monster The crowd has not diminished at all, it is still like a rolling wave of evil, extinguishing the talisman fire and breaking the fairy sword!"

Inside the house door, the men, women, and children listening to the book in the audience were all twisting and looking at Chen Qisheng, with tears in their empty eyes!

At this moment, the storyteller on the stage was shocked and put on a sad tone.

"Pity the Celestial Master who slayed demons and defended the Way. In the end, he was decapitated by the demons, cut his body into pieces, ate his internal organs, and chewed up his muscles, bones, flesh and blood. Alas, the world is still full of demons and demons, and there is no room for the righteousness of the world. Celestial Master "Dead"

"Zhang Qingsheng!!!"

Chen Qisheng's expression at this moment can hardly be described with words such as ferocious and angry. The whites of his eyes are getting whiter, his hair is disheveled, and his pupils are constricted, as if he is crazy.

A man never abandons the road, and a tiger never abandons the mountain.

But now there is no way back for people, and it is hard for tigers to find the mountains and forests!

"Zhang family...hey..."

Yang Long muttered to himself sadly, and his figure immediately disappeared in this Huangliang cave.