Chapter 358: Birth, Old Age, Sickness, and Death, and the Decline of Morality
Densely packed mulberry, willow, locust and poplar trees form a shady forest. The thick cold air in the forest forms a thin layer of mist that floats and wanders in the forest, avoiding the spots of sunlight that seep through the leaves.
In the shady woods, there is a small path that winds its way up to the top of the mountain.
Gong Mengbi was standing on this path. There were ancient locust trees planted on both sides of the path. They were tall and majestic, completely covering the narrow path in shadow.
Gong Mengbi stood on this appendix path, looking at the locust tree beside the road. There was a black air floating in the shadow of the locust tree, which was the ghost living in the locust tree.
In the woods beside the road, countless evil spirits are floating in the mist.
The corners of Gong Mengbi's eyes twitched slightly, "He deserves to be killed!"
The Skull God said quietly, "Back then, I only deceived my fellow disciples, but I never attacked any mortals."
Gong Mengbi just sneered and didn't answer.
The Skull God began to feel uneasy. He had indeed not done much harm to mortals, but had only harmed his fellow disciples, hurting others for his own benefit and manipulating others in his hands. However, he had corrupted the morals of Xima Mountain, which might have been one of the reasons why Xima Mountain had fallen into evil ways.
To avoid the Fox Immortal secretly remembering his mistake, the Skull God immediately began to make amends, saying, "My lord, you have entered the death formation."
"The four formations of birth, old age, sickness, and death at Xima Mountain are inverted. From the death formation, you enter the sickness formation, then the old age formation, and finally the life formation. Once you exit, you will reach the sect. If you have a command talisman, you can pass through without hindrance. If you don't have a command talisman, you must force yourself to overcome the four sufferings before you can exit."
Gong Mengbi said: "Don't worry, let's look around."
The Skull God was startled, then he lowered his voice and watched Gong Mengbi leave the mountain path and shuttle through the death formation.
The death formation uses locust trees as its host, and each locust tree is the support of the formation. Gong Mengbi stood under a locust tree, slowly looking at the tree. The Tongtian method blessed his spiritual perception, and the Qi-gazing technique turned into two bright moons in his eyes.
Then he discovered something strange in the locust tree.
Two undead spirits suddenly emerged from the shadow of the locust tree and pounced in front of Gong Mengbi.
The empty eyes stared at Gong Mengbi, the rotten nose sniffed Gong Mengbi, floating around Gong Mengbi, surrounding him like a snake.
Gong Mengbi's eyes met the eyes of the undead, but the undead did not move at all. In the end, the two gray-white undead drilled into the locust tree again and found nothing.
The Skull God didn't dare to breathe, for fear of startling the two undead spirits, activating the death formation and alarming Xima Mountain.
Gong Mengbi stepped out from under the locust tree and said, "Mulberry, willow, locust, and poplar trees are planted together, which shows that the four formations of life, old age, sickness, and death are connected. However, the death formation is the main formation in this section. If any of them is disturbed, the four formations of suffering will be disturbed as well. If it weren't for the Yin spirits and the dead spirits stationed in the formation, there would still be some tricks."
The Skull God's voice emanated from his waist: "How strange! When I was alive, the Four Suffering Formations were not guarded by undead or yin spirits. These four formations, stretching from the top of the mountain to the bottom, were actually used to examine one's heart. Ascending the mountain, one's heart towards the Dao is awakened; descending the mountain, one must not forget the sufferings of the world. Later, it was transformed into a mountain-guarding formation. Disciples enter and exit with a token, and no longer need to undergo the agonizing process of examining one's heart."
"Now, it has become a formation that uses the bitterness of the world to nourish evil spirits."
Gong Mengbi slowly shook his head and said, "I believe that the founder of your Xima Mountain was also a person who sought the Tao. He may not have been gifted, but his heart was strong. He could have sought the Tao from ghost immortals, refined his body and achieved transcendence. It's a pity that each generation is inferior to the previous one, and now he may not even have the heart of the Tao anymore."
The Skull God was touched, "I feel ashamed."
Gong Mengbi didn't know if he was sincere, nor did he care if he was truly sentimental. He restrained his breath and passed directly through the death array and entered the disease array.
The Yin spirits stationed in the Death Formation ignored him. When he reached the Sick Formation, there were poplar trees lining the road and graves everywhere.
The dead bones in the graves and the zombies in the sick tombs just couldn't smell Gong Mengbi's vitality and didn't attack.
Gong Mengbi still walked around the array and knew that there were many zombies infected with the disease in the array. They posed a terrible threat to the living but had no effect on the dead.
I went to the old camp again. The mulberry trees cast a canopy of shade, hiding the old ghosts. The ghosts of old age, dying young and blessed, should be a good omen. But there are always those who refuse to accept aging, refuse to accept death, even if it means devouring the blessings of their descendants, even if it means cannibalizing humans to prolong their lives.
When transformed into a fierce ghost, they love to steal life spans and take lives. They are extremely cunning and cruel.
When Gong Mengbi arrived at the old formation, all the eyes that were secretly watching opened.
Gong Mengbi glanced around, and suddenly a yin energy like billowing smoke and clouds appeared in his eyes and body, condensing into a terrifying yin god, and looked towards those eyes.
These old ghosts bullied the good and feared the evil. When they were glared at by the god whose face could not be seen clearly in the gloomy aura, they immediately realized how terrifying Gong Mengbi was, and all of them burrowed into the ground, pretending nothing had happened.
Gong Mengbi snorted coldly and entered the life formation.
The willows were like clouds, and the sound of rattles rang out rapidly, intermittently like a bell.
The will-o'-the-wisp in the Skull God's eyes couldn't help but jump, "Damn it!"
Among the willow trees, many infant spirits were seen riding on the branches and standing under the trees, shaking rattles and ringing small bells, secretly looking at Gong Mengbi with resentment in their eyes.
The infant spirits were all dark blue in color, with different causes of death. They were giggling, and it seemed as if a nursery rhyme was coming out.
Gong Mengbi said, "Skull God, today I will massacre Xima Mountain with blood."
Even an old ghost like the Skull God cannot do such a thing as refining infant spirits. Although the old ghost is evil, he feels inferior to these younger generations who are better than them.
"I must be killed! I must be killed!" The Skull God looked around and sighed, "My sins are grave."
Gong Mengbi let out a breath and did not answer him.
His expression remained unchanged as he walked up the mountain path. Among the willows lining the path, infant spirits kept approaching him.
Infant spirits are the most playful, and those refined by evil methods have a terrifying chaotic malice.
Gong Mengbi's expression remained unchanged. He shook his sleeves, and streams of smoke flew out of his sleeves, transforming into little foxes that ran in all directions.
The infant spirits were immediately attracted to them. Gong Mengbi did not stop them and left the life formation and arrived at the gate of Xima Mountain.
The mountain gate was high and steep. One or two middle-aged Taoist priests guarding the mountain saw Gong Mengbi coming up and immediately asked, "Who are you?"
The pale-faced, lifeless-eyed young man that Gong Mengbi transformed into said weakly, "Ma Qingji of the Corpse Immortal Sect has returned to the mountain. Who is your current leader?"
The two middle-aged Taoist priests' faces changed, and they pointed their fingers. Two skulls flew out with a sinister grin, spewing green flames towards Gong Mengbi and engulfing him in them.
Gong Mengbi's face changed, and he looked shocked: "You are so bold to use the body of my Corpse Immortal Sect disciple to refine the Skull God!"
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