A hundred miles away from Xingfu Town, at the foot of Taohuaguan Mountain.
When Zhang Ling came here, he couldn't help but sigh: What a paradise.
Bluestone steps wind all the way from the foot of the mountain to the top, with peach trees planted on both sides of the road.
There are fallen petals everywhere, peaches hanging on the branches, and the breeze blowing, with bursts of fruit fragrance.
There are ancient temples hidden in the mountains and clusters of peach blossoms, which is a poetic and picturesque scene.
Before entering the Taoist temple, I noticed from afar a man in a Taoist robe, holding a whisk, waiting quietly there.
After a few breaths, Zhang Ling finally met the Taoist priest.
"Greetings, Immortal!"
The Taoist had a kind face and a benevolent look. He flicked his whisk lightly, bowed slightly, and spoke politely.
"Flying Centipede, I have seen your Taoist demeanor and the sharpness of your eyes. Why do you commit crimes against the human world?" If Zhang Ling had not known that the other party was a demon, he would have been fooled and thought he was some Taoist master.
The Taoist sighed deeply and said, "1,500 years ago, I was born under a pork chopping board. Every day I was baptized by blood and gradually my spiritual wisdom was awakened. Later, a Buddhist monk discovered me and wanted to buy the chopping board with a large sum of money so that he could use it to soak in wine for spiritual practice."
"The pork vendor, knowing the whole story, flatly refused, saying only that he slaughtered pigs in the world, and though he was a butcher, he was forced to do so by necessity. But he also had the discernment of a gentleman. He believed that such a spirit being nurtured beneath his chopping block was a gift from nature, and that he should not kill it out of selfish desire."
"This was my first tribulation in the world, and it was this pork vendor who saved me. However, when the second tribulation came, the monk became angry and felt that he could not match the wisdom of a pork vendor. He then attacked me and took back the chopping board. Fortunately, I had already been released by the pork vendor, so I was able to save my life again."
"From now on, I will practice hard and live in seclusion, repaying kindness and avenging my enemies. I vow to kill all the evildoers in the world!"
Although Zhang Ling listened patiently, he was also highly alert, fearing that the other party would suddenly attack and catch him off guard. To be on the safe side, he freed one hand and turned it behind his back, condensing his immortal power and keeping it hidden.
"The monsters in Xingfu Town do obey my orders, and pay tribute to me every month with living people I designate. However, these people have taken the lives of kind and innocent people. Their sins are so grave that their deaths are not worth regretting."
"My Lord, am I wrong?"
Faced with the Flying Centipede's question, Zhang Ling didn't know how to answer. If this Taoist was not a demon, but a knight who roamed the world, I'm afraid everyone in the world would respectfully call him a hero, a righteous man, or a hero!
However, it is impossible to determine at the moment whether the other party is making up lies to gain sympathy.
To be on the safe side, Zhang Ling immediately counted the personnel in Xingfu Town with his fingers.
The magical power of the land god to know the time and the land is blessed by the heavenly officials. They have the power to know everything about the mortals in the land under their jurisdiction. They can tell who has done good or bad things with just one calculation.
After three or two breaths, Zhang Ling understood: this flying centipede was indeed not lying. Those who died unjustly in Taohua Temple were all criminals with heinous crimes.
Zhang Ling shook his head helplessly and said, "The lifespans of all mortals in this world are registered in the Netherworld. Those who commit evil will be judged impartially by Judge Yama after death. Your meddling now not only disrupts the peace of the human world, but also the order of the Netherworld and the cycle of reincarnation."
"Besides, your logic may not be understood by the demons below! That beautiful snake woman only pays tribute, but she is always thinking about stealing mortals for her own selfish desires, causing trouble for the world. Otherwise, this immortal would not know your hiding place."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sky suddenly changed, and large black clouds appeared in the originally clear sky.
There is a feeling of dark clouds pressing down on the city, which is about to destroy it, making people feel dull and depressed.
Zhang Ling looked up and understood: the City God and the Mountain God of Linjiang County had arrived together.
Since this was the case, he could no longer remain indifferent. He used his immortal power to transform a three-foot-long Qingfeng sword and took a defensive stance: "Flying Centipede, I am the land, and my duty is to protect the peace of this place. If I don't capture you, someone will come to capture me."
I thought the flying centipede would show its true form and fight to the death, but unexpectedly it sat cross-legged on the ground with its eyes closed, as if ready to die: "There are peaches in the temple, but I haven't served them to you. I'm sorry for not taking good care of them. Please pick them yourself!"
Zhang Ling heard this and sighed: He is indeed a real man.
He had a premonition that the City God and the Mountain God were already above his head and would arrive in the next second. Without any hesitation, he thrust his sword with all his strength and pierced the Taoist's chest. The wound glowed like insects, flying and dancing around, and soon became completely dim.
The Taoist also revealed his true form. A fleshy centipede about a hundred feet long was lying in the temple, with two wings and two claws, and its body was dark red.
Some peach trees were crushed by the sudden appearance of the entity, and wood chips were scattered all over the ground.
"We're a step too late!" A man's voice appeared behind him.
Zhang Ling looked back and saw two people walking side by side.
The man on the left has a square face, a big beard, wears a pearl rain curtain crown on his head, and a long-sleeved red robe. He looks majestic and imposing. He is a seventh-rank immortal official and the City God of Linjiang County!
The man on the right has a burly figure and is tall. Upon closer inspection, his entire body is like jade, with a bald head and a round face. He is also a seventh-rank immortal official and the mountain god of Linjiang County!
"Greetings, the two Immortals!" Zhang Ling immediately turned around to face them and saluted with his fists.
The Linjiang County City God stroked his beard, looked at the corpse of the Flying Centipede, and said with a strange look in his eyes, "Zhang Ling, you did a good job! I will report the truth and ask for your credit!"
The mountain god beside him nodded without comment: "It's really a wasted trip for us!"
After a while, Zhang Ling told the two people in front of him the truth about the situation in Xingfu Town, which attracted the attention of the City God.
Cultivating immortals is about seizing the fortune of heaven and earth and invading the mysteries of the sun and the moon.
However, all things are progressing towards the goal of cultivating immortals, which will inevitably lead to resource shortages and the phenomenon of exhausting the resources.
After all, the heaven and earth must also follow the basic law of birth, death, prosperity and decline.
The probability of a rootless mountain spirit or wild cultivator achieving enlightenment and becoming an immortal is no less than the probability of Zhang Ling winning five million in the lottery in his previous life.
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