Chapter 168 Epilogue, Master Yi who does not want to build a statue, Buddhist disciples preaching at Da Guangming Mountain, Jinyue City

There were nine two-meter-long coffin nails with strange patterns engraved on them stuck into the ground. Yi Chen looked at their positions and found that there was one on the skull, one on each of the four limbs, and four on the torso.

Under the power of time, giants, magic circles, and strange coffin nails have all lost their spirituality and become ordinary things.

Looking at the surrounding layout, an idea came to Yi Chen's mind.

"Could this be the method of 'live refining' mentioned in the Longhu Mountain classics?"

"Slowly absorb the life essence of this monster and refine it into a great elixir, making it unable to live or die."

"This Demon Sealing Land is actually to seal the monster away and mow it down to its last bit of value, day and night, until it dies."

“I don’t know how much sin this monster has committed to make the senior who set up this formation so angry.”

When this thought came to his mind, Yi Chen couldn't help but take a breath.

Suddenly, something strange on the ground under the giant's palm caught Yi Chen's attention.

He looked closely and saw that it was covered with seal characters as small as mosquitoes and flies.

The whole article is filled with the word "kill". Even after thousands of years, this will still lingers on, and the hatred continues for thousands of years.

There are also two scriptures, one is called "The Secret of the Dutian Spiritual Blood God" and the other is "The Dutian Method of Seizing the Spiritual Corpse". Next to them are eight big characters "My way will never end, and my influence will spread for generations", but the main text has been violently erased.

At this point, Yi Chen finally pieced together the truth of what happened back then.

If his guess was correct, the sect of the True Lord who arranged this place might have abandoned it after they could no longer squeeze out the value of this monster.

This monster was full of resentment and hatred. Before he died, he carved two poisonous magic scriptures to lure the monks who came later to practice.

The ancestor of the Ling family was the lucky one who accidentally entered this place. His greed arose and this led to the following story.

As for why he killed the descendants of his own bloodline, Yi Chen guessed that it was some secret method recorded in the magic scripture to cleanse one's own bones and improve cultivation. However, the scripture was erased and the ancestor of the Ling family had been killed, so the real reason was unknown.

"It's really greed that blinds one's mind. The vicious method left by this monster is probably for revenge against the human race and to disrupt the world. There may be a backdoor. If one cultivates to a high level, he may become insane and turn into a monster to kill people at will."

"This kind of strange and evil power harms the scriptures, so it's better to erase it."

Yi Chen has a Pure Yang Taoist foundation, so naturally he would not covet this kind of evil magic. If this scripture was really so powerful, he would be the one to fall down now.

However, the actions of the Ling family ancestor reminded Yi Chen of the Corpse God Cult's Wanhua Zhenjun. Their methods were somewhat similar, but it was obvious that Wanhua Zhenjun's methods were more sophisticated and more powerful.

I don’t know whether it was the great battle that Yi Chen had fought before that shook this secret realm of demons, or whether the existence of this secret realm had come to an end after tens of thousands of years, or both.

When he was still thinking about looting, the ground suddenly began to shake, and rubble from the top fell down. Yi Chen quickly ran away.

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Lingyang City.

After Yi Chen killed the ancestor of the Ling family, the instigator of the change, the strange changes that enveloped the entire Lingyang City came to an abrupt end and disappeared.

However, this incident still claimed many lives.

However, they were not killed by the formation sucking away their energy, but were trampled to death in the panic.

Yi Chen thought that the evil demon had been killed by him. With Ling Yun's comfort, many people returned to their houses trembling with fear.

Inside the Yadan family’s house.

"Brother Taoist, so Goudan has been rescued by you, right?" Yadan said weakly while lying on the bed.

"That's right, but he was seriously injured, so I sent him to the hospital." Yi Chen nodded like a chick pecking at rice. He thought about it and decided not to tell Yadan the truth, because Yadan would not survive more than three days.

"That's great! Everyone survived." Her little face was pale and she tried hard to force a smile, but two lines of tears couldn't help but slide down from the corners of her eyes. Finally, she couldn't hold it back and burst into tears.

Although he possesses special powers, he has already seen the scene where Goudan was killed, and Yi Chen's lies could not be hidden from him at all.

Everyone rushed over to comfort him, and Ling Yun kept stroking Yadan's back, her eyes full of guilt.

After all, no matter what, the instigator was her great-grandfather.

Time never stops for anyone. Before we knew it, the morning star had climbed up the night sky. By the Emerald River, the evening breeze gently lifted Yi Chen's clothes.

Just now, he buried the ashes of the innocent people who died in the Demon Sealing Secret Realm nearby and recited the Rebirth Mantra three times.

"Yadan isn't crying anymore, is he?" Yi Chen said gently to Ling Yun who was slowly walking towards him from a distance.

"Well, I won't cry anymore. I cried for a long time and then fell asleep."

"Well, I found something underground. After thinking about it, I decided to bring it out and give it to you. After all, you are an adult."

In a flash, Yi Chen took out the two freshest corpses from the bottom of the mercury pool from his storage ring.

With a cry of "Wow", Ling Yun felt dizzy and started crying while hugging Yi Chen, with tears and snot all over his body.

Yi Chen wanted to push her away, but when he saw the little girl in front of him crying so sadly, he thought about it and gave up.

After a while, Ling Yun sat by the river with her knees hugged. Her shoulders were still twitching, but her mood had basically returned to normal. Beside her, there were two small jars.

People can only grow through hardships, and maturity sometimes only takes a moment.

"Master, thank you." Ling Yun turned around and said seriously to Yi Chen.

"It's just a small favor, but have you thought about the future? Do you want to take over the Lingjiabao again?" Yi Chen waved his hand gently, indicating that she shouldn't mind it.

"No, I am a weak person. Tomorrow I will write a letter to the Great Yue government, asking them to send people to Lingyang City. I will spend all the remaining wealth in my family to dismiss the servants, and after paying them all their wages, I will go to the Miao village to seek refuge with my grandmother."

"It's a wise choice. I wish you a safe journey. However, the situation is chaotic right now, so you'd better find a caravan or escort company to go there." Yi Chen suggested.

"Thank you very much."

Thinking of the unpredictable future, and the wonderful life a month ago that was like a dream that suddenly disappeared, Ling Yun couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat. She hugged Yi Chen and burst into tears again, wetting Yi Chen's new Taoist robe again.

Three days later, Lingyang City returned to its former order.

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The dead are gone, the living are like this, and life must go on.

Just yesterday, Ling Yun's grandmother sent someone from the Miao village to pick her up, and the person who came was actually a real-level master.

I guess this was another back-up plan by Ling Yun's deceased mother, a move she made after discovering something was wrong with her husband.

Unfortunately, she still fell into the hands of the Ling family's ancestor.

The Miao village is deep in the Ten Thousand Mountains, with little contact with the outside world. It is extremely closed. It is really hard for Ling Yun's father to marry his mother, who has the appearance of a Dali prince... However, the art of witchcraft does have its merits and is very strange. Her mother was able to lay many back-ups in front of the ancestor of the Ling family, which made Yi Chen admire her.

The duck egg died last night.

Yi Chen played with him for two days and also considered it a vacation for himself.

There are not many people in the world who are so loyal, and now there is one less.

At this time, a life-size bronze statue the size of a duck egg has been erected in the center of Lingyang City. In the past few days, many people have come to visit Yi Chen to thank him for saving their lives.

Yi Chen told everyone that it was Yadan who sacrificed her life to figure out the hiding place of the evil demon for him, and they should thank Yadan, so the people raised funds to erect a life-size bronze statue of Yadan.

Originally, the people wanted to erect a statue for Yi Chen, but Yi Chen felt that he could still live a few more years, so he refused. He always felt that erecting a statue of a living person was somewhat unlucky.

Of course, Yi Chen would never say such a thing. If he could say it, could it still be his true feelings? Yi Chen used the name that I, Yi Chengzi, did not want to waste money and effort, and was willing to donate the money needed to cast the statue to the families who died innocently in this disaster. The situation was immediately raised.

Taoist Master Yi, who was unwilling to have a statue, became famous overnight, and his fame spread in all directions through word of mouth. "Duck egg, Taoist Master will leave first."

"I wish you a prosperous and wealthy life in your next life, without having to work~"

Yi Chen took one last look at the life-size bronze statue of a duck egg in front of him, turned around, called Xiao Miao and prepared to leave.

He had been delayed long enough this time.

The life-size bronze statue of Yadan is built on a bronze base with gold lacquer, and on the base are written twelve large characters: Those who carry firewood for the people should not be forgotten.

This article was narrated by Yi Chen and written by craftsmen, and it shines brightly in the sun.

As Yi Chen walked away, the bronze statue became farther and farther away from Yi Chen's back. The bronze boy had a smile on his face and waved his left hand, as if saying goodbye to Yi Chen.

Have a safe journey, Brother Daochang~ …

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The wind blows gently.

The rain fell from the sky like cow hair.

Yi Chen and his cat traveled for another three days. They had already come out of the mountain road and came to a teahouse beside the official road to take a rest and drink tea.

Nothing unusual happened during these three days. His eldest son even found him three wild ginsengs that were two or three hundred years old in the mountains. They were even more useful than dogs... This teahouse is called Youjian Teahouse. It is located next to the official road and is a transportation hub. Merchants coming and going from the north and south stop here to rest, drink tea, and order some food. Some tell dirty jokes, some make witty remarks, and some exchange various anecdotes about their journey.

Yi Chen found the mundane atmosphere quite interesting.

Just when Yi Chen was about to get up and leave, the words of a wealthy businessman who had just sat down caught Yi Chen's attention.

"Boss Wang, do you know that the Buddhist disciples from Da Guangming Mountain are going to preach the Dharma in Jinyue City?"

"Hey, Boss Xue, you are looking down on me, aren't you? All of us merchants are trying to make a fortune in Jinyue City with our goods. Hey, I heard that this lecture attracted quite a few practitioners. After all, he is a contemporary Buddhist disciple of Da Guangming Mountain. It is said that when he was enlightened, he was praised by the abbot of Da Guangming Mountain as a person who appears once in a thousand years and is close to Buddha."

"Hey, isn't Jinyue City not far from here? I can get there in half a day on foot. I haven't seen Zhang Daoyi, the Taoist from Longhu Mountain, so why not go and see the Buddhist from Daguangming Mountain? It won't take much time."

When Yi Chen heard this, his heart moved. He took out the map and took a look at it, then immediately changed direction and strode towards Jinyue City.

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