Chapter 1 The Hatred of the Broken-Armed Ghost

The hatred of the broken-armed ghost soared, and for a time, it showed signs of transforming into a fierce ghost.

It is not strange for cultivators to become demons or monsters when their emotions fluctuate and resonate with the resentment and demonic energy between heaven and earth, because their state of mind is originally high, and the world allows it.

But in a spirit-depleted world like Xuanxing, one can only develop a split personality and become mentally ill.

This broken-armed ghost was a great general in life and a mountain god after death. After a hundred years of accumulated resentment, it was already twisted. At this time, encountering a powerful deterrent, it was about to become demonized.

"Humans are born from eating grains and die without eating grains. The ghosts and gods of the underworld rely on incense. It's hard for you to persist for so long without incense."

An Qisheng stroked the increasingly shiny fur of the yellow dog, looking at the ghost with more thoughts in his heart.

Is becoming a god after death something for nothing?

Ghosts and gods are bound to humans, and only then will they protect humans. The action of that Underworld Monarch can be said to be earth-shattering.

Without the restraint of incense, why would ghosts protect humans?

However, this also has its drawbacks.

The blessings of a nobleman diminish after five generations. People are always forgetful. No matter how great the kindness, it is impossible for people to remember it for generations. Once there is no value, or rather, it is no longer effective, being abandoned is inevitable.

"Heaven does not favor me, people want to abandon me, and the underworld does not save me!"

The broken-armed ghost howled to the sky, raising its only arm, holding the long knife, stretching its body, and pouncing towards An Qisheng:

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Ah!"

Lin Sa was startled: "Be careful!"

"You think too much."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly, raised his hand, and casually flicked out a golden light:

"Who has time to bother with you?"

Buzz~

A finger of golden light pierced the air, and the surrounding void suddenly rippled.

These ripples did not spread around, but flowed back from all directions, wrapping the ghost and god within.

Ah~

In the bursts of miserable ghost howls that did not sound human, the ghost and god's elongated body was forcibly wrapped by the swarming ripples.

No matter how hard it struggled, it could not resist, only feeling that the surrounding void had become solid and impossible to shake.

Thud!

The screams stopped abruptly, and a thumb-sized black ball fell to the ground. After a bounce, it was pinched in An Qisheng's hand.

Going crazy also requires basic principles. Demons can become Buddhas, and Buddhas can become demons. How strong can a weak ghost, who has to plot even when possessing a mortal, become if it goes crazy?

This, is this over?

Li Sa opened his mouth.

You were shouting so loudly and so terrifyingly, only to be suppressed by a finger?

"It seems that there is indeed a big problem in the underworld..."

An Qisheng pinched the black orb, lost in thought.

As far as he knew, the underworld system established by the Underworld Monarch was extremely comprehensive, encompassing land, mountain gods, city gods, and soul-summoning messengers.

It shouldn't be the case that it would turn into a fierce ghost once the incense was gone.

The only explanation is that there is a big problem in the underworld, so much so that it has no time to spare, or even completely lost control.

However, the underworld is too far away. Jia An, Dexing, and even the city god Pei Yuanhua have never been there and have no idea what happened in the underworld.

They only know that the great changes that occurred in the underworld many years ago were related to the Underworld Monarch.

Thinking of the previous Underworld Monarch's sacrifice, is that Underworld Monarch dead?

"Thank you, thank you, Immortal, for saving me!"

While An Qisheng was lost in thought, Li Sa had already knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly.

He had experienced great ups and downs this night, and the fright he had received was no small matter. At this moment, he felt pain all over his body as he relaxed.

"Get up."

An Qisheng raised his hand slightly:

"If I hadn't intervened, you would have at most been seriously ill. The method of ghost possession may work with fierce ghosts, but not with ghosts and gods."

Incense is the basis and the shackle of ghosts and gods. If ghosts and gods could possess mortals at will, wouldn't that be chaos?

The Underworld Monarch decreed that all those under the jurisdiction of the underworld, supplied with incense, must not possess or seize bodies.

This is not just a decree, but also a rule, a law.

Although this ghost no longer had incense, it was once a mountain god, worshiped by the people, so it was naturally impossible to possess successfully.

Li Sa felt a warm current emanating from the Immortal, blowing on his body, and the fatigue of the day and night, the aching hands and feet, and the injuries from stumbling along the way seemed to disappear.

He involuntarily stood up.

He didn't understand An Qisheng's words, but he was still grateful and thanked him repeatedly.

"Going up the mountain at night is not a good idea."

An Qisheng glanced at the medicine hoe hanging on Li Sa's waist. With that, he couldn't even beat a wolf, let alone a ghost:

"You should return to the mountain god temple. Tomorrow morning, go east, look around, and you will surely find something."

"Thank you, Immortal, for your guidance! Thank you, Immortal, for your guidance! May I ask the Immortal's name, and I will surely set up a longevity tablet for you and offer incense day and night when I return."

Li Sa thanked him again and went to the mountain god temple.

"The wonders of luck are truly a matter of fate."

Watching his departing back, An Qisheng's eyes rippled slightly, and the Da Dao Ji moved accordingly:

\[Consuming 190 points of Daoli]

Li Sa (21/116)]

Original trajectory one: Born in the human realm of the Huangtian world, Liangzhou Prefecture, Annuo County, Daqing Dynasty, lost both parents at a young age, lived with his elder brother, and was driven out of the house by his sister-in-law after adulthood. Years later, he obtained a Daoist book and elixir in the mountains...

Practiced for forty years, entered the Dao in one morning, enjoyed chivalry, traveled the world to eliminate demons, especially hated ghosts, and killed them upon sight...]

Died in the Huangtian world in the ninety-seventh thousand six hundred and ninetieth year, on the eve of the Underworld Monarch sacrifice, killed by Bai Wuchang (White Impermanence) Xie Qi]

This seemingly weak and timid mountain village boy requires almost as much Daoli as Bai Gu Zi.

At least he is also a person who has entered the Dao and become a Zhenren (True Man), but the cause of death is quite the same.

"Bai Gu Zi, Yan Xiake, Li Sa... will these all die in the hands of Bai Wuchang?"

An Qisheng stroked the yellow dog's fur, feeling a little strange.

Is it that this Master Bai Qi has a great killing nature, or do these people have a reason to go to their deaths?

He turned his thoughts and looked into the mountains.

There, there is a tree spirit from the underworld.

"Tonight, it will be a long night."

An Qisheng smiled faintly, moved with the wind, and disappeared into the mountains.

His movements were light and natural, like the wind entering the night, coming and going silently, but the speed was extremely fast. Mountains, rocks, grass, trees, cliffs, and valleys were all like flat ground under his feet. It was not like he was running, but the world was pushing him forward.

.......

Whoosh~~~

Night fell, shrouding the mountains.

Jiaoyuan Mountain seemed darker than all the other mountains.

There are many peaks here, and the reason why it is named Jiaoyuan Mountain is because there used to be a temple on Jiaoyuan Mountain, Jiaoyuan Temple.

Although this Jiaoyuan Temple was just a small temple, it was quite effective because there were several old monks with not weak cultivation in the temple, and the incense was very prosperous.

The prosperous time of Jiaoyuan Temple was also the time when all the mountain temples nearby declined.

Unfortunately, after the arrival of the Heavenly Will Sect, the Jiaoyuan Temple, which had lost its incense, was even more miserable than those mountain temples.

Swish~

A group of people walked in the mountains. After a while, they walked through the forest and saw a temple overgrown with weeds and only dilapidated walls.

The temple was very desolate. Even the stone tablet outside the door was no longer legible. More than half of the temple inside had collapsed, and the head of a clay statue had been abandoned outside.

"Amitabha, Amitabha."

The old monk Dexing put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name softly.

Several young monks behind him also put their hands together and chanted Buddhist scriptures, as if they were performing a transcendence ceremony for the temple.

"Buddhism and Taoism have declined to this point."

The old monk Dexing reached out and brushed away the weeds on the stone tablet, looking at the faintly visible words 'Jiaoyuan Temple' on it, and the smile on his face was rarely gone.

In today's world, Taoism has retreated, and Buddhism has declined. The Heavenly Will Sect claims to be in the same stream as Buddhism and Taoism, but in fact, it is not recognized by either Buddhism or Taoism.

However, it has become prosperous by relying on its evil alchemy techniques.

I don't know if it's laughable or sad.

"The Heavenly Will Sect is powerful. There are many temples like Jiaoyuan Temple that have been abandoned for hundreds of years across the country."

Several young monks were also a little sad.

They had traveled all the way from Qingwangdu and had seen many abandoned temples. Some had become places where crows perched, some had become places where beggars sheltered from the wind and rain, and some had long been burned to the ground by someone.

Although they belonged to different sects, they were both Buddhists, so they naturally felt a little melancholy.

When Buddhism was vast in the past, had there ever been such a thing?

"The Ancestor has descended into the world, and our Buddhist sect will surely flourish in the world!"

Some young monks also had firm expressions.

"Heaven's will is like this. When Buddhism was vast in the past, the Underworld Monarch suddenly appeared, opened the underworld, established the Yin Si (underworld bureaucracy), enlightened ghosts and gods, and since then Buddhism declined. Unfortunately, even an existence like him will eventually be unable to escape the general trend!"

The old monk Dexing sighed softly.

There is no everlasting prosperity in the world. The Yin Si was such a powerful force, but hasn't it fallen now?

It's just a pity for that Underworld Monarch, such an unprecedented and perhaps never-to-be-seen peerless figure.

"It's a pity that the Underworld Monarch is gone, but that Master Bai Qi and Master Hei Ba (Black Impermanence) have not disappeared. Otherwise, the Ancestor would have already attained enlightenment..."

A young monk felt a little sorry.

"You must not say such things in the future."

Unexpectedly, the old monk Dexing frowned and scolded him:

"If it were not for the deterrence of Master Qi and Master Ba, who could resist the Huangtian Ten Fiends? Even if the Ancestor attained enlightenment, he would be no match for the ferocity of the Ten Fiends."

Huangtian Ten Fiends.

Hearing these four words, all the monks shuddered.

The Huangtian Ten Fiends are not called by humans, but are recognized by heaven and earth, the ten most ferocious inhuman existences between heaven and earth.

Each one is a shocking and earth-shattering demon king.

Legend has it that in ancient times, the Ten Fiends ran rampant, and all living beings wailed. All the living beings in the world were like livestock. If it were not for the Underworld Monarch, all living beings would still be livestock to be slaughtered!

Including humans!

In fact, many long-established sects know that the reason why humans can occupy the orthodox position of heaven and earth is because that Underworld Monarch was born from the human race.

That's all.

"That tree spirit is quite strange. It was able to escape after eating my Vajra Seal without any defense. I don't know where it is hiding now. You must be careful on this trip."

Seeing that everyone was no longer speaking, the old monk Dexing gave another warning.

That tree spirit was quite strange. When it appeared, it took a Vajra Seal and disappeared after being seriously injured.

He had no choice but to come and track it down.

"This disciple understands."

A group of young monks responded softly, took out their magic weapons, silently recited Buddhist scriptures in their hearts, and waited in formation.

Following the old monk Dexing, they slowly walked towards Jiaoyuan Temple.