Chapter 701: The Grandmaster is the Greatest
This was truly a new life for the infant ghosts. With the Ghost Face Peach's husk, imbued with yang energy, their souls could be nurtured. The physical body was a precious raft to save the world; without it, they would constantly face the dangers of the world. Haunted by death and surging yin energy, they felt a constant chill.
Having a physical body is like being reborn, but the physical body is heavy, unlike the light and unrestrained soul.
In short, the difficulty of education has become lower.
The Skull God couldn't help but feel a little bit of gratitude in his heart, but he quickly put it aside. He could only sigh at Ma Qingji's great magical power. Such a skill was beyond the reach of ordinary people.
This old fellow was very dishonest and had deep-seated evil roots. He could not be cured by death alone, but Ma Qingji had ways to deal with him, so there was no need to rush.
Now he is disguised as a kind old grandfather. As long as he can fool everyone else, he will be able to fool himself soon.
Fu Xin looked at Ma Qingji's method of reversing yin and yang, and even an outsider could recognize the subtlety of it. He exclaimed in admiration: "Master, your cultivation has made great progress. Congratulations."
Ma Qingji reached out and took down Fu Xin's scroll, put it into his sleeve, and said with a smile: "It's just a small gain. This time I came back, first, to see you, and second, to ask you to follow me out of the mountains."
"Come out of the mountains?" Fu Xin was puzzled.
Ma Qingji said, "I don't have anyone around me right now. If I want to settle this matter with the King of Wu, I need someone to run errands for me."
The Skull God twitched his ears and said, "It seems that a lot of things happened when the master left last time."
The Skull God and Fu Xin were left behind in Xima Mountain early on, and they had no idea how great a career this great Sky Fox Master had already accomplished.
Ma Qingji had no intention of boasting about his achievements in front of them, but just said implicitly: "Now that the King of Wu has no one to use, he immediately asked to come to my side."
The Skull God said, "King Wu secretly cast a spell to control the Xima Mountain Master and to keep the evil spirit within the Four Sufferings Formation. I believe he intends to use it now."
Ma Qingji nodded.
The Skull God asked curiously, "Of course, my good grandchildren can no longer become ghosts and harm others. The evil ghosts in the other three formations were defeated by my master long ago. I'm afraid it will be difficult for King Wu to ask for people..."
Ma Qingji glanced at him and said, "What's the problem?"
The Skull God immediately flattered him, "Master, you can freely enter and exit Yin and Yang. This little thing is nothing to you."
Fu Xin echoed, "Exactly!"
Ma Qingji waved his hand, drove the two flatterers aside, and turned to study the ghost-faced peach tree.
The mother tree of the ghost-faced peach contains the secret of yang being born from yin. Perhaps his chance to be promoted to the third rank depends to some extent on the mother tree of the ghost-faced peach.
The reason why I say "several points" is because if he only wanted to cultivate to become a Taiyin Immortal, then the mystery of the mother tree's Yin generating Yang would be enough to help him cultivate Yang Shen. But his mind was too big, he wanted to use the Nine-Tailed Fox to circulate Yin and Yang and deploy the Azure Dragon, so the power of the mother tree was not enough.
First, the goddess bestowed the golden elixir of the sun, which transformed into the golden crow to nourish the spirit. Then, the sun bead fell into the golden furnace to refine the divine incense. Finally, the mother tree comprehended the yin and yang. Only with these three approaches could it be considered a guarantee.
Seeing that Ma Qingji was meditating on the mother tree, Fu Xin and the Skull God did not dare to disturb him, so they led the little peach people crawling on the ground away.
After only a few days of contemplation, Qiu Yun appeared outside the formation, holding a letter and calling out. The mountain behind was a forbidden area, accessible only to the sect leader, and Qiu Yun did not dare to trespass.
Ma Qingji opened his eyes on the tree and waved his hand. Qiu Yun's hands were empty, and the letter fluttered and flew into the formation.
Ma Qingji took the letter, opened it and saw that it was indeed written by those evil disciples from Gusu.
Things turned out just as Ma Qingji had expected. In the past, the King of Wu actually didn't care much about the Owl House. Even though the Owl House did many things for him in secret to eliminate dissidents, with the City God above and the Five Gods below, the Owl House was only used to do some shady things.
But things are different now. The City God Temple has collapsed, the Five Gods cannot be contacted, and the people in Chongming Pavilion will not do dirty work, so the Owl Pavilion has become particularly important.
In the past, the King of Linchuan was in charge of the Owl House, and the Owl House was actually not in the eyes of the King of Wu, but now he has to use it even if he doesn't want to.
Even more anxious than the King of Wu was the King of Linchuan.
The Crown Prince narrowly escaped death and, endeared to the King of Wu, was clearly the heir to the throne. Meanwhile, the trump card held by the King of Linchuan vanished without explanation, and the Ghost King of the Juliu tribe, whom he had rescued out of a huge debt, also vanished—though the creditor vanished with him.
As long as the King of Linchuan still had any thoughts in his mind, he would have to be anxious.
King Linchuan still had some small thoughts. He was afraid that the Five Gods who gave birth to the Confusing Heart Spider had disappeared and the Confusing Heart Spider was no longer useful. Therefore, there were many probing points in this letter. He was afraid that he would not be able to recruit helpers but would make enemies first.
But they needed Ximashan and Ma Qingji, and coincidentally, Ma Qingji also needed them.
He laughed and threw the letter casually, covering the face of the lazy Skull God on the ground.
The Skull God scrambled to his feet, his face clearly exhausted. These past few days, the little ones had been adjusting to their new bodies and had been quite boisterous, far more boisterous than before. He perked up, read the letter, and sneered, "You're so timid! How ridiculous!"
Ma Qingji said, "When you come to write a reply, tell them that we will be leaving soon and ask them to prepare to welcome us."
The Skull God wrote a reply as instructed. Ma Qingji took a look at it and was impressed by the bold and unbridled language. He praised it, saying, "Well written! This is exactly what I wanted."
The Skull God was very proud and said, "I don't deserve it. I don't deserve it."
Ma Qingji shook his head and snapped his fingers, handing the letter to Qiu Yun.
Qiu Yun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was a reply. He flew to the outside of Xima Mountain and saw a blue-skinned Rakshasa ghost. He said, "Junior Brother Zhang, this is a reply from our master."
"This is a letter to the master, how come it's the reply from the master?" asked Luosha ghost.
Qiu Yun said with a hint of meaning: "Do you still need to ask this?"
The Rakshasa ghost took the reply, hesitated for a moment, took out a spiritual object from his bosom, stuffed it into Qiu Yun's hand, and asked, "Brother, tell me the bottom line, what is going on in the mountain now?"
Qiu Yun's expression remained unchanged as he said, "I do have something to teach my younger brother."
The Rakshasa ghost listened attentively.
Qiu Yun said: "The sky is big and the earth is big, but Master is the greatest. Never disobey Master."
He whispered, "It's not just you and me, even the Sect Leader is like this."
Luosha Ghost was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother."
Taoist Zhang, in his Rakshasa form, put away the reply letter and turned to look at Xima Mountain, which was blocked by the Four Bitterness Formation. He sighed and said, "Brother Qiu, are we unable to go up the mountain now?"
Qiu Yun said, "Master has ordered that if you can't break through the formation and go up the mountain, you are not allowed to return. Not only you, but even I will have to break through the Four Suffering Formations when I go down the mountain."
He whispered, "It's extremely difficult for the disciples on the mountain to go down now."
Taoist Zhang nodded and said, "I'm leaving now. See you in Gusu someday."
Qiu Yun watched him leave, feeling somewhat regretful. Although he was telling the truth, these people probably still couldn't understand the heaviness and pain of his words.
"Today's Xima Mountain is no longer the Xima Mountain of yesterday."
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