Chapter 167 Evergreen's last masterpiece, the Bon Festival
"There is indeed something wrong with those panaceas..."
Chen Biao shook off the blood on his hands and murmured to himself.
The pig demon blocking his way collapsed and fell to the ground, making no sound.
However, the root vines growing on it have not died, they are still crawling and growing wantonly.
This situation and scene are no different from those of crazy Taoist priests.
Those crazy Taoist priests who were killed by Fugugu were not really dead even though their bodies were shattered into pieces.
Every inch of their flesh and blood is rooted in root vines.
If the roots and vines are not dead, they will not die. They will live forever and will never die.
Given time, they will get up again and become the living dead one by one.
Obviously, the crazy Taoist priests in Wuzhuang Temple came from this.
Chen Yi shook his head and ignored the little demons who panicked and fled in all directions because he killed the pig demon.
He stepped on the pig demon's body, walked into the house, and looked around.
In the house, broken utensils and decayed wooden chairs can be seen everywhere.
The once intact gate has long been in dilapidated condition.
Thick and twisted roots emerged from under the blue bricks and spread throughout the house.
The wooden bookshelf has long since decayed and collapsed.
The shabby and yellowed bamboo slips and scrolls were spread out randomly and discarded on the ground.
Chen Ye glanced around and found that most of the bamboo slips on the ground recorded Yin Yang, Five Elements, astronomy and geography.
It seems like this is a library?
The Boneless Man and the black-hearted old lady must have come here to find the Wordless Book and try their luck.
But obviously, from the empty hands when they left, it can be seen that there is no wordless book here.
Chen Biao casually turned over a few bamboo slips. The densely packed small seals on them made his scalp numb.
"Brother Chen, this is about Yin and Yang and the five elements."
"Brother Chen, this is about the art of yellow and white."
"Hiss! Brother Chen, this is about Feng Shui, astronomy and geography."
The scholar fanned and looked at the bamboo slips and exclaimed from time to time.
Chen Ye felt a headache after hearing this, and waved away the scholar.
He did not come here to learn these things...
Since there is no wordless heavenly book here, it is better to go find the black-hearted old lady and the unchangeable bones.
Chen Yi thought about this and wanted to turn around and leave.
However, at this moment, his peripheral vision suddenly caught a glimpse of dark red.
Chen Ye raised his eyebrows and stopped.
He leaned down and pulled out the pile of papers that were extremely scattered and mostly stained with dark red blood.
It is mottled and looks like yellow paper from many years ago, covered with rows of very scrawled, crazy blood words.
This...
It seems to be the last work of a Taoist priest...
Chen Biao held the yellow paper and looked at it carefully.
"A poor person will always be young. If anyone comes after you see this book..."
"Run! You must run!"
"Don't stay in Wanshou Mountain. It's very dangerous here, very dangerous!"
"Everything has changed since Master Zhenyuan left!"
"Hahaha, it turns out it is Like this..."
"I thought they were the ones who were crazy, but now it seems that I am the madman. It turns out that I have been crazy for a long time, hahaha..."
A large amount of blood is everywhere. The yellow paper made the writing on it intermittent and blurry.
In many places, the preface does not match the postscript, which seems inexplicable.
When Chen Ye saw this, his eyes narrowed slightly.
This pile of bloody paper with crazy words written on it is really of no use to the black-hearted old lady who is looking for the wordless heavenly book, and to the bones.
But for Chen Ye, it allowed him to understand what happened in Wuzhuang Temple in the past.
At the same time, Chen Ye could clearly feel that the vision on the human skin paper was becoming more and more active.
Obviously, Human Skin wanted him to go deep into Wuzhuang Temple and explore this place.
Chen Ye carefully rummaged through the yellow paper with blood writing that he could find, hoping to get more useful information from it.
While Changqing was writing on yellow paper, her mood seemed to be gradually changing.
At first, the handwriting on the yellow paper could still retain some order, but later it became more and more scrawled and difficult to read directly.
“Damn! What on earth is Qingfeng Mingyue doing?”
"Didn't Master Zhenyuan go to Lingshan to attend the Bon Festival?"
"Why is it that the 15th day of July has passed and you haven't returned yet?"
"Wanshou Mountain seal Mountain, Wuzhuang Guanshui, is this the decision made by Qingfeng Mingyue without authorization, or is it the intention of the master? "
The scrawled writing vaguely reveals what happened here in the past.
Chen Bao's eyes moved slightly. Immortal Zhenyuan went to Lingshan to attend the Bon Festival?
Judging from this Taoist priest's last words, could it be that the Great Immortal Zhenyuan never came back, and something went wrong with the two Taoist boys Qingfeng Mingyue?
He suppressed his concentration and continued to look.
“What happened?!”
“Why has Zhenyuan Patriarch not returned for so long?”
“Why did the mountain retreat take so long?”
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The handwriting became more and more scrawled, and the Taoist priest who wrote this text seemed to be extremely frightened.
"No, no, we can't go on like this!"
"My brothers and sisters in the temple are almost at the end of their lifespan!"
"Speaking of which It's ridiculous that the disciples of Wuzhuang Temple are worried about their longevity."
..."Could Qingfeng Mingyue be crazy?"
“We are their senior brothers and elders. Qingfeng Mingyue is so disrespectful. Even if we even take a look at the back garden, we will be kicked out.” There is a saying that no one is allowed to go near the garden.”
“It’s easy to say!”
“Now I’m waiting for my life to come, but I can’t even take a sniff. How can I do that?” It’s good!”
The Taoist priest's blood writing became more and more restless, and large areas of blood soaked many of the writing on it, making many places blurred.
"Back garden?"
Chen Hao was thoughtful. If he remembered correctly, the ginseng fruit tree was in the back garden.
I don’t know if the black-hearted old lady and the boneless lady have seen this.
If you see this, they may have gone to the back garden by now.
After all, even if they don't know that there are ginseng fruit trees growing in the back garden, they can tell from the Taoist priest's few words that the back garden is not a simple place.
Now the few words revealed by the words in blood can give a rough idea of what exactly happened in Wuzhuang Temple.
First of all, the Immortal Zhenyuan never returned, and Wuzhuang Temple was closed.
For some unknown reason, all the disciples are dying.
They wanted to go to the back garden and rely on ginseng fruit to survive, but Qingfeng Mingyue stopped them and prevented them from getting close.
Chen Yi rubbed his chin, and the crown of Vairocana's Five Buddhas emitted the light of wisdom, making his thoughts particularly active.
Qingfeng Mingyue can be so tightly guarded that even the elders of the same sect who are approaching their longevity can't even smell the ginseng fruit.
It seems that there is something wrong with the ginseng fruit tree...
Chen Bao made guesses and tried to restore the situation in Wuzhuang Temple.
He played with the blood-stained yellow paper and continued to look for information that might be useful.
"Hahaha, everyone is crazy!"
"There are no people everywhere, ghosts and ghosts!"
"My life is approaching, my magic power is gone, and there is nothing I can do to fight for it. "
"Is it possible that I have to learn from them in order to live forever? "
"No! No! I can't become like that even if I die!"
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"I am a disciple of the Great Immortal Zhenyuan. I have attained the true meaning of Tao. How could I have fallen like this..."
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"Why are the fellow disciples around me recently all glowing and smiling? ?”
“Wuzhuangguan has become like this, and they can still laugh!”
“No! They must have done something without telling me. All the white hair turned back to black hair?”
"Senior brothers smell so good..."
"Did they hide some magic elixir and enjoy it secretly?"
"Wait! Those people outside are not human, ghosts How come you, a ghostless monster, look so similar to my brothers and sisters?”
“My head feels so itchy...is it going to grow a brain?”
“That’s not right? , I remembered! I remembered!”
"Hahaha, that's it. It turns out that I also ate those things!"
"No wonder I can survive until now, hahaha, no wonder!"
The scrawled bloody handwriting ends here Stopped abruptly.
Chen Yong frowned and couldn't help but click his tongue.
Although the information on the yellow paper was somewhat fragmented and difficult to distinguish, he still guessed something from it.
Obviously, those crazy Taoist priests outside were the former disciples of Wuzhuang Temple.
And the Taoist priest who wrote the last chapter may have also ended up turning into a demon.
Although I don’t know what happened specifically, it allowed them to go from attaining Tao Quanzhen step by step to what they are now.
But what is certain is that this is absolutely inseparable from the demonic world.
In this world of demons and demons, all creatures seem to be affected.
As strong as Zen Master Wuchao, all of them had evil thoughts because of this.
These Taoist priests in Wuzhuangguan will naturally not escape disaster.
Taoist Changqing’s final writings indeed provided Chen Ye with a lot of useful information.
But it is a pity that the evergreen Taoist priest could not survive.
Maybe among the crazy Taoist priests scattered all over the place, one of them is the evergreen Taoist priest who wrote his last book.
Chen Yi shook his head and put the blood-stained yellow papers back to their original places.
In the last chapter, the final change of Taoist Changqing was obviously due to something he ate, which caused him to turn into a demon.
Is it that weird ginseng fruit, or some kind of panacea?
Chen Ye didn't know, so he had to keep the doubt in his mind for the time being.
He walked out of the house and first looked around.
The demons who had previously snatched the panacea have now gone their separate ways and fled from here.
Unwilling to leave just now, they are still looking for possible opportunities in the front yard of Wuzhuangguan.
Chen Ye withdrew his gaze and turned to see where Bu Hua Gu and the black-hearted old lady had gone.
The eye consciousness moves slightly, and the clairvoyance operates accordingly.
Chen Ye's eyes glowed with glass light, and he could see thousands of shapes and colors.
It didn't take a moment to find the traces of Fu Gu and the black-hearted old lady.
The sedan chair and the black coffin, the red and white demons, are particularly conspicuous in Wuzhuang Temple.
The group of them swayed slowly towards the depths of Wuzhuang Temple.
And the direction they were going was indeed the back garden.
Chen Ye was convinced, and it was not beyond his expectation.
At the same time, the sharp-eyed Chen Ye suddenly realized that the place where the Boneless and the black-hearted old lady were going...
The evil spirit seemed to be quite big...
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