Chapter 87 A Thousand Years Ago, a painful groan escaped his throat…
Want to give it a try?
What a joke! Even if you, old Taoist priest, really have some evil or heretical methods, why would I care about them?
At worst, I'll just take this demonic aura and retreat to the mountains, never to appear before Heng Qichun again.
It's as if Heng Qichun is that important to him.
...
A quarter of an hour later, Lou Yan sat in the center of Xu Shengzi's magic array, watching the old Taoist priest rummage through a storage bag and take out many beads.
Each one was as big as a clenched fist, and when illuminated by the talisman paper, it condensed into countless spiritual lights.
Lou Yan looked at Xu Shengzi suspiciously, "What do you mean? This thing can absorb ghost energy?"
“That’s not it,” Xu Shengzi said calmly. “The ghost energy has entered the body, and the demonic bones have already taken shape. Even if the ghost energy is absorbed out, it won’t have any effect.”
Seeing Lou Yan's increasingly grim expression, he bent down and picked out one of the two spirit pearls, spreading it out in his palm, and said, "This is called the Demon-Concealing Pearl. It is an ancient treasure of Hezizhou. It can conceal the demonic energy on a person, so that outsiders cannot see any clues."
Lou Yan had never heard of this thing before, and immediately frowned, wondering if it would be safer for him to find a cave to hide in again.
"You probably don't know, do you?" Seeing his hesitation, Xu Shengzi suddenly smiled sinisterly and whispered in Lou Yan's ear, "Back then, the Hengyang cult members turned into demons and killed countless lives in the human world."
"Hengyang used the Demon-Concealing Pearl to completely hide his disciple's demonic aura and kept him hidden in Hezizhou for several years. If his disciple hadn't broken through the restriction later, who knows how long this matter would have been kept secret."
He spoke so casually, as if he were talking about something insignificant.
Lou Yan was suddenly stunned, and all the words he had spoken while lecturing at Nanyu Mountain surged up at once.
Thousands of years ago...
Demons and monsters roam the world...
Divine punishment...
He looked at him in disbelief. "You mean... that demon who was killed by the combined efforts of the immortals over a thousand years ago, and then captured alive by Elder Hengyang and taken to the God Realm to be punished?"
There was no answer. In the next instant, dozens of demon-concealing beads rose into the air and connected with the spiritual light under the talisman. In an instant, golden light flashed and completely enveloped Lou Yan, who was located in the center of the formation.
Lou Yan couldn't help but raise his head, letting out a painful groan.
"Well……"
The meridians that had been eroded by the ghostly energy began to boil once again, drawing countless ghostly energies to coursing through his body. His bones began to twist wildly, and with a chilling "creaking" sound, he felt the ghostly energy clinging tightly to his spine, binding the still-growing demonic bone firmly.
For a moment, he even felt a long-lost sense of suffocation, as if he had returned to many years ago.
He was stabbed to death by Heng Qichun with his last breath of spiritual power, and his soul had nowhere to stay, wandering in the deserted land for two hundred years.
The snow in the human world has been falling for two hundred years.
A cold wind blew by.
The long-accumulated snowflakes were swept up by the wind and landed on people's heads, faces and hair, freezing into pieces of ice that could cut people.
Lou Yan's chest trembled, and he opened his eyes with a pained expression.
Dozens of demon-concealing beads were absorbed by his body, while the remaining talismans and the huge compass still exhaled demonic energy above his head.
Lou Yan let out a long breath, and his long-restless meridians finally calmed down with that breath.
He raised his hand and looked down at his palm.
The finger, cut by the strange rocks in the valley, finally revealed its true form beneath the ghostly aura. Strangely, the wound, which had been bleeding not long ago, gradually began to heal.
Lou Yan clenched his fists in surprise, and then saw the wound completely close up. The ghostly energy surrounding him was absorbed into his body, and to the naked eye, there was no sign of anything unusual.
He even defied the odds and circulated his spiritual energy, performing a hand seal to confirm that the energy flowed smoothly and that all that was revealed was celestial energy, not demonic energy.
Tsk...
Unexpectedly, this old Taoist priest actually possesses some genuine skills...
Lou Yan recalled the profound principles Heng Qichun had taught him and realized that he should get up and thank him. So he reluctantly got up from the ground, puffed out one cheek, and moved behind Xu Shengzi.
"Hello……"
He had barely opened his mouth when he heard Xu Shengzi speak with his back to him.
The old Taoist priest sighed softly, continuing the topic from not long ago, and suddenly began to reminisce about the distant past.
"I have met that disciple from Hengyang."
“He was a young prodigy who was also well-educated and reasonable. Hengyang even considered entrusting Hezizhou to him.”
"pity……"
"Even if Hengyang used all the Demon-Concealing Pearls on him, it couldn't stop the growth of the demonic bones. Once the demonic energy leaked out, nothing could be concealed anymore..."
Lou Yan's heart, which had just sunk to despair, plummeted again because of these words.
He lowered his head again, staring at his palms, fearing that what Xu Shengzi had said would happen to him.
Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes, his gaze falling on the gap between his little finger and the tip of his finger, where he caught a wisp of ghostly energy dissipating.
It feels like there's still a little bit left uncovered...
Heng Qichun is so perceptive; if he were to notice even the slightest hint of ghostly energy, it would be a huge loss.
Lou Yan gritted his teeth, then turned his gaze and noticed that there were still a few beads in the storage bag that Xu Shengzi had spread out on the ground.
He glanced at Xu Shengzi's back and thought that the old Taoist priest must be a generous person who wouldn't be stingy in giving him an extra bead.
With a flick of his finger, Lou Yan deftly cast a spell, holding the spirit pearl in his hand. As he turned around, he heard Xu Shengzi's abrupt voice.
"lay down!"
"Those are memory beads!"
I can't let it go.
Lou Yan had already fainted, her eyes rolled back.
——
Still on Hezizhou Island.
The snowstorm passed quickly, leaving only the beautiful spring scenery before our eyes; it was a wonderful time of year in March.
Lou Yan felt a whiff of fresh grass in his nostrils. He turned around in surprise and stared intently at the two figures walking up the stone steps behind him.
Stone steps.
With its jade-tiled roofs and white walls, and thousands of stone steps winding along the mountain path, Hezizhou is clearly not the difficult mountain path to climb.
Lou Yan vaguely realized that this was the cultivation world a thousand years ago, before the war between immortals and demons.
As he got closer, he finally saw the faces of the two people clearly. The taller one was wearing a white gauze robe and had a familiar face; he was clearly the Hengyang Elder from his younger days.
The shorter one...
Lou Yan narrowed his eyes. Even though they were very close to him, he still couldn't make out his appearance.
A faint, ghostly aura shrouded his face, completely obscuring his features and skin, except for the light-colored crane robe that stood out.
But then I thought about it again, and the disciples of Hezizhou always liked to wear such crane robes, so there was nothing strange about it.
"The demon at the foot of the mountain died suspiciously. Judging from its remaining demonic aura, it seems to have some ghostly energy mixed in." Soon, Elder Hengyang said, "It is very likely that it was a demon that escaped from the Four Symbols Mountain."
His youngest disciple, whose face was obscured, pondered for a moment, "With four divine beasts guarding the Four Symbols Mountain, how could they allow demons to escape?"
"Because things reach their extremes and then reverse." Elder Hengyang sighed and patiently explained, "The demonic path is declining. The once powerful Nine Netherworld has been silent for thousands of years since it was suppressed by the gods."
"But Que Zhifeng of the Eighteen Realms died. In his lifetime, he was revered as the Yi Emperor in the human realm. After his death, he entered the underworld and countless ghostly energies scattered out, arousing the demonic nature within the demons."
Among the six realms, the realm of gods is revered by all living beings, the realm of immortals is the master of the cultivation world, and the realm of humans is for all living beings.
The three realms of demons, monsters, and the underworld have always been regarded as "wicked and evil." Demons can draw ghosts into their bodies and transform them into human form. After transforming, they can fall into the demonic path. Monsters, on the other hand, have the ability to fight against the gods.
Lou Yan listened more and more and felt that what he said was alarmist.
I went up to him to shut him up and stop him from talking such baseless things, but after taking a step, I realized they couldn't see me at all.
Xu Shengzi's voice echoed in my ears.
These are commemorative beads.
So, at this moment, he is peering into the memory bead and seeing events from a thousand years ago.
He saw Elder Hengyang's youngest disciple remain silent for a long time before finally looking up and tugging at his master's sleeve for help, asking, "Master, do all demons necessarily deserve to die?"
Elder Hengyang agreed, saying that if they encountered demons, they must use that divine path to send them into the divine realm.
May they be punished by the gods, their souls scattered, never to be redeemed.
Lou Yan, who had already been instilled with many ideas of "equality of all beings" by Heng Qichun, was stunned by these words. In a daze, he seemed to see Hengyang's little apprentice raise his face. In a thick cloud of ghostly energy, he glimpsed a pair of very familiar eyes.
The sky quickly turned from light to darkness, and a strong wind howled that night. The talismans on Crane Island rustled in the wind, and the copper bells at the edges of countless magic arrays emitted strange cries.
That was a harbinger of the arrival of evil spirits.
Lou Yan couldn't get out of the memory bead, and could only let the wind and rain sweep past him. His vision was dark and he could hardly see anything for a while. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself standing outside a side room.
He raised his eyes and looked through the thin window paper at the figure of the boy reading inside.
Suddenly, the pair of eyes he had seen not long ago flashed before his eyes, and Lou Yan felt a chill run down his spine as a cold wind swept into his body.
He looked up in surprise, forgetting once again that he was just an outsider, and subconsciously spoke up to remind him.
"Don't……"
Don't come out.
Then he saw the door to the room open, and the boy he had seen during the day came out. He seemed to have changed his clothes, and the ghostly aura on his body had dissipated somewhat, but his face was still shrouded in a cloud of mist, making it difficult to see his appearance clearly.
He walked down the stone steps one by one to the edge of the formation, and with the help of the spiritual light of the talisman, he saw clearly the evil spirits that had attacked the sect at night.
They are a group of bamboo shoot demons who have transformed into human form.
He raised his hand to form a hand seal, single-handedly creating a net that could trap anyone.
As the bamboo shoot demon grew taller and taller, countless demonic energies mixed with ghostly energy were directly absorbed by the spirit net, and then transformed into a pool of emerald green slurry under the effect of the talisman array.
The young man, who had single-handedly saved the sect from danger, suddenly groaned and his body stiffened. Countless ghostly energies instinctively attacked him, completely surrounding his limbs and body, lifting him into the air, and stimulating the growth of the demonic bone within him that had not yet fully developed.
Then he became possessed by a demon.
Lou Yan looked up at the scene, and finally, when all the ghostly energy was absorbed by the boy's demonic bones, he was able to see the boy's face clearly.
It's Nanxu.
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