Chapter 287 Level 6 Profession [Unbounded Corpse Tree]
Just after the hot summer, it is the autumn harvest season in September.
Unlike in the past, the temperature that should have been suitable has been unknowingly close to freezing point, and autumn has already begun to feel a bit like deep winter.
And similar phenomena will only occur in the Salt Mountain area.
Fortunately, all the people are practicing martial arts, even young children can play outside in single clothes, and the crops have been harvested and sorted early.
"There's something wrong."
After Zuo Yan read through the files compiled from various towns, he felt like a storm was coming.
He asked three alchemists, Li Shun, Zhu Yihong, and Wang Xin, to take charge of the remaining Yanshan towns, but the uneasiness in his heart did not diminish at all.
"It will be at least seven or eight years before Xiaoleiyin Temple is born. Why are there clues everywhere?"
Zuo Yan left the Yamen impatiently and walked aimlessly through Yanliang Town.
The cold wind blows in the face, mixed with the sound of vendors selling goods, and the people whispering complaints that the cold winter has come too early this year.
Zuo Yan thought about the information he saw in the file.
Although the [Mountain Moving Case] was settled not long ago and there has been no further revitalization of the mountains, after an investigation by the Yamen, it was found that the mountain moving case was far more complicated than imagined.
Not only the Yanshan Mountains, but also six mountain ranges have experienced mountain revitalization.
If marked on a map, the six mountain ranges are located in each direction of the Salt Mountain, involving 37 towns and nearly 200 villages.
According to the miners' descriptions, the mountain of meat was filled with corpses.
If this is true, the total number of corpses in all the mountains would be at least tens of millions, which is already ten times the total population of the cities and towns involved.
It’s incredible, what kind of battle is Xiaoleiyin Temple? ! !
It is still early for Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to be born. Just listening attentively has such a precursor. It is difficult to imagine what kind of chaos the demons will be in a few years.
Zuo Yan had been wandering around the mountains for more than half a month and had never witnessed the mountains being revitalized.
The existing clues are also provided by mortals.
Zuo Yan felt deeply powerless. He originally thought that after he was only half a step away from the Eighth Realm of Divine Movement, he would be able to advance and retreat freely no matter what cave he faced.
"Hey, no matter what, mortals will be mortals after all."
"Myna has disappeared recently, and the mountain god (banyan tree) is obviously sleeping. I hope Yanshan will not be in danger, otherwise..."
Zuo Yan gave up the idea.
Even if the main guardian ghosts and gods are not here, the other ghosts and gods are all very profound.
The true monarch who is in charge of Zhongkui Temple has reached four thousand years of Taoism not long ago, and Shen Lian's two god sisters have at least three thousand years of Taoism.
Even the two fish spirits in the pawn shop courtyard are evil spirits.
Zuo Yan stopped and the sky turned dark before he knew it.
The full moon is hanging high in the sky, the streets and alleys are still brightly lit, but a thin layer of fog and frost has formed on the ground.
He looked at Lantian Street not far away with a stunned expression.
Perhaps he has been thinking about the mountain-moving case, Zuo Yanben came to the entrance and exit of the former ghost market.
There has been no ghost market in Yanshan for several years, mainly because Bago cleared out all the ghost markets nearly a thousand miles away during his journey of ten thousand years.
“Master Shen Xian mentioned that Roshan is probably hidden deep in the ghost market.”
“Currently, there are many Jinwu guards dispatched by the Yamen to the first two floors, but they are not aware of it. I don’t know if the strangeness in the ghost market is real or fake.”
Zuo Yan looked up at the full moon, with a flash of astonishment in his eyes. The entrance and exit of the ghost market usually opened on the 15th of every month.
Tonight... isn't it September 15th?
Zuo Yan’s heart was beating wildly, and the Tao Ying in his Dantian kept warning.
The cold wind was howling, and a little bit of goose feather snow was already falling. The temperature dropped sharply at a speed visible to the naked eye, reaching freezing point within a few breaths.
The cold wind blowing in the face caused fog and frost to form on the ground.
If something goes wrong, there must be a monster!
Zuo Yan quickly took out the token and was about to notify the local Jinwu Guards to evacuate the people when suddenly there was a strange smell in the cold wind.
It is similar to corpse odor, mixed with the pungent smell of putrefactive mold.
Boom.
Zuo Yan saw with his own eyes that white bones were squeezed out from the underground drill. Countless bones were pieced together to form a giant doorway in a short period of time.
[Ghost Market] is wide open.
Different from the ghost market in my impression, it seemed extremely lonely inside.
There is no market, no money redeemer, and the Jinwu Guards never come and go. There are only endless piles of bones in the Bone Gate.
As Zuo Yan was stunned, the houses were all covered in silver.
“Cough cough cough.”
The entire Lantian Street suddenly erupted with coughs. Regardless of whether they practiced martial arts or not, people were all infected with the cold at the same time.
Immediately afterwards, the streets separated from Lantian Street also began to be infected with wind and cold.
Zuo Yan retreated continuously. The wind and cold were spreading along the streets. At the same time, people were coughing and experiencing strange symptoms after contracting the disease.
My pupils were bloodshot, my skin began to become red and swollen, and my tongue coating turned black.
They covered their heads as if they were in pain and had splitting headaches.
Zuo Yan took a breath. The entrance and exit of the ghost market in front of him was definitely not simple. It might even lead directly to the deeper levels.
He rushed towards the nearest person, staring at the moment when the latter was infected with the cold.
The left pupil is slightly contracted.
It was as if the aura of a demon had entered the people's bodies. They could clearly feel their breathing stagnating, and then the symptoms spread from their heads to their body and limbs.
After his head was filled with wind and cold, his face became extremely ferocious.
Before Zuo Yan leaned over to check, an indescribable chill entered his mouth and nose, and the chill poured straight into the Niwan Palace, as if...as if he was experiencing a body snatching, and the pain was beyond words.
He fell to his knees, unable to muster any strength.
The problem is that there is no demonic atmosphere inside or outside. roar! ! !
There was resentment rising in the Zhongkui Temple. The ghost father held a nine-tooth nail rake in the air and appeared in the form of Lord Tianpeng.
"Disperse!"
The nine-tooth nail rake smashed hard, forcing the cold wind back to the entrance and exit of the ghost market.
The ghost girl looked worried and shook Yutu's shoulders, "Sister Yutu, please help some dads."
"Yes, I am the sister!"
Yutu was proud. He picked up a handful of branches and activated his magical power. The branches turned into radishes one after another, and the strong medicinal fragrance overflowed.
"Nian'er, catch two fat fish from the pond."
"Got it."
She didn't know where she found the thing. She sat down cross-legged and started to make the medicine.
It can be seen that Jade Rabbit's Taoism has just recovered to about 7,000 years, and its peak period must be more than 10,000 years, or even more than 20,000 years.
After a while, Nian'er came back holding the tails of two silly fishes.
"Sister, how should I kill you!"
Ba Bo'er Ben trembled, and Bo Ben'er Ba quickly said: "Two great kings, we have sacrificed our lives for the Young Master's family, don't kill us!"
Nian'er shook his head, and several clones stretched out their hands to gesture.
“Don’t make trouble.”
The Jade Rabbit caught two silly fish and stuffed the radish powder into their mouths.
"You are not allowed to eat it. If you eat it, you will turn into carrots."
"We will do whatever you ask us to do, Your Majesty."
"Okay, you go and kill those who are causing trouble in the ghost market. Monster." Jade Rabbit looked at the two silly fish looking at each other, and Carrot hit his head hard.
"You guys are making it rain in Yanliang Town, do you hear me?"
The two silly fish nodded repeatedly, and then the water vapor began to rise, and the scent of medicine mixed with the raindrops and enveloped the whole body. The dying fish People gradually recovered.
The Jade Rabbit continued to mix the radishes, humming a tune with great satisfaction.
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Blood oozed from Zuo Yan’s facial features, and the severe headache was mostly relieved. After waking up, his first reaction was to approach the entrance and exit of the ghost market.
His whole body was sore, and his muscles seemed to be dissolved. He could only crawl away on his hands and feet.
“Will Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva be born, will it affect the ghost market? If two caves attack at the same time, the Tang Dynasty may be destroyed!!”
"Cough cough cough."
Within ten meters of the entrance and exit, there were signs of a recurrence of the wind cold.
Zuo Yan endured the physical and mental torture and took several vision-enhancing pills, hoping to see clearly the reality in the weird ghost city.
The heavy snow covered most of the street scene.
Zuo Yan tried his best to digest the potion, and soon a twisted figure came into view.
The figure's appearance is slightly deformed, with long and messy hair as colored as cinnabar, a lotus crown on its head, a face as gray as a copper coin, and a huge mouth with fangs.
His hands were lowered to the ground, and his clothes were like Taoist robes
The strange Taoist priest tilted his head, and kept hitting his head with his fingers. A cold wind suddenly blew out of his mouth, disturbing the people all over the city.
Zuo Yan didn’t know why, he had never been in contact with a similar alchemist.
Is there a disciple in the ghost market?
But isn’t the ghost market full of money-seeking ghosts? Where does the orthodoxy come from?
The strange Taoist priest was obviously testing Yanliang Town. He nodded slightly occasionally, and then stared thoughtfully at the banyan tree in the backyard of the pawn shop.
He struck with both hands together, and the cold wind he exhaled became more intense.
The strange Taoist priest had already expected that Ghost Dad and others would take action. The second cold wind quietly bypassed the block where they were and blew directly towards the banyan tree.
“Not good!”
"The mountain god is probably reborn, and we must not let him affect the ghosts and gods who protect the Tao!"
Zuo Yan stood up desperately, trying to block the cold wind with his body, but the strange Taoist priest did not do anything in the face of Zuo Yan. waves.
The cold wind penetrates the body.
The blood vessel in the left forehead burst, and the brain almost turned into paste.
Before he passed out, from the corner of his eye, he saw the strange Taoist sigh regretfully, stopped breathing cold air, turned around and disappeared into the ghost market.
"Did I... block it?"
Boom! ! !
In an instant, countless banyan tree roots burst out of the ground.
The roots covered the sky and the sun, covering two to three thousand miles. The demonic energy of 20,000 years of Taoism dyed the sky pitch black. At the same time, the branches of the roots slowly spread throughout the Tang Dynasty.
After being promoted to the sixth level, the range covered by the banyan tree is no longer limited.
Even if the roots don't grow very fast, you can still see the terrifying power of the banyan tree.
Wherever the roots are, they are the [boundless tree realm] of my mountain god! ! !
The wind and cold in the people's bodies dissipated, and then the roots pierced the entrance to the ghost market.
Zuo Yan's symptoms were also getting better, and he quickly said: "Mountain God, leave some of the wind-chill seeds, I want to show Master Shen for a look."
The banyan tree gave Zuo Yan a medicinal power, Protect the latter's body and soul.
The roots were raging in the ghost city, and countless ghosts became nutrients. It took two days to recover, and peace returned to Yanliang Town.
The entrance and exit of the ghost market is missing, but there is another teleportation tree growing in the courtyard.
The myna landed on the top of the banyan tree, its beak showing a sneer, as if it was deliberately hiding itself, just waiting for the pirated Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to be born.
The third brother was promoted first, and the eldest brother was still stuck at the fifth level, so it was naturally unwilling to accept it.
Half a month later.
Shen Lian opened his eyes, and the career panel displayed a prompt.
[Infinite Corpse Roots are promoted to the Unbounded Corpse Tree, martial arts points +200]
(End of this chapter)