Chapter 59: Volume One: Mountain Ghost Rumor, Chapter 59: Non-existent

Volume One: Mountain Ghost Rumor, Chapter 59: Non-existent

The demons wandering outside Youju Town all exploded, and the flesh essence was drunk by Mr. Pan.

When the long, seemingly endless blood line all disappeared into his mouth, he smacked his lips a few times, and his face suddenly became rosy, and his spirit was several times better than before.

But are the demons of Eren Mountain just this much?

The town seemed to have instantly become a sweet pastry, and the demons gathered on the wilderness again, ready to move.

A smile appeared on the corner of Mr. Pan's mouth.

After waiting for so long, he could finally fulfill his wish.

What fifteenth day of the eighth month? Bullshit fifteenth day of the eighth month.

He could have taken action a year ago.

It was just that someone was pressing down on his head.

Now, he has finally left, and the things he entrusted to him have been successfully completed. Next is the long-awaited big feast.

He loosened his arms and clenched his fists.

The demons rushing toward Youju Town shattered again in an instant.

The demon blood gathered into a stream of blood, and the essence extracted from the shattered bones merged into the blood stream, like a colorful ribbon that was incomparably bright.

Mr. Pan tried his best to open his mouth as wide as possible, and the ribbon crashed in...

Rich vitality erupted from his body, nourishing and watering his long-dried lifespan.

Ten years, twenty years, thirty years...

"Haha... fifty years of lifespan! Youju Town is truly my blessed land!"

Since coming to Youju Town to teach, Mr. Pan had never been as happy, excited, satisfied, and thrilled as he was now.

After this batch of demons ended.

The third batch of demons rushed out from the mountains.

Obviously stronger than the first two batches, they ran extremely fast, and the aura they emitted was like black clouds pressing down on the top.

"After keeping you in captivity in Fei Mountain for so long, it's time to slaughter you clean and have a fat year." Mr. Pan smiled, like an old farmer looking at his own harvest.

Many commoners who had come to Youju Town to take refuge had discovered the groups of demons rushing over. Everyone exclaimed and immediately ran to tell each other. Wang Huan's hand, which was tightly gripping the handle of the Lion Mountain Blade, had blue veins bulging. Watching the demons that were almost like a mountain of knives and a sea of fire, his whole body couldn't stop trembling.

Too many, really too many.

With so many demons attacking Youju Town, even if Hundred-Household Kong hadn't been injured, he would probably have a headache.

Yes, Hundred-Household Kong... Wang Huan ran wildly toward Nongsui Lane; he had to inform Hundred-Household Kong about the demons going crazy.

His calves were soft, and he heard the commoners exclaim again. Wang Huan turned his head and saw that the demons, which had been fierce just a moment ago, turned into bubbles, and a blood-colored stream flowed over his head toward... toward the private school.

Wang Huan was so shocked by the scene before him that he didn't know whether to go to the private school to find out the truth or report to Hundred-Household Kong.

A few bamboo trees were planted in the small courtyard of the private school, and the blood-colored stream reflected them brightly red.

Mr. Pan took a big gulp, not wasting a drop of fresh blood, and drank it all up.

"Sixty years, seventy years."

He sighed faintly: "The captive demons can only increase my lifespan by seventy years, which is far from the two hundred years I expected."

"Heaven has pity, I have survived until now, and finally I can continue to live openly."

"Cultivation is too difficult. Even if you are a proud son of heaven, if you don't attain longevity in a day, you will worry about your lifespan for a day. Zhao Chan, oh Zhao Chan, I hope you don't follow my old path. At the beginning, I was arrogant, even as a wild cultivator without a master, I had the confidence to attain longevity.

Heh, after more than a hundred years, what if I break through to become a Lower-grade Opening Mansion Realm cultivator? What if the name of Hundred Treasure Zhen spreads throughout the Xitang Kingdom?

Isn't it still necessary to rack my brains to plan for life extension?

If it weren't for him, I would have definitely chosen the Soul Stripping and Life Bestowing Technique and become a monster that is neither human nor ghost.

I told you to be more youthful and spirited, it wasn't me who said it, it was that person who told me to tell you. I would rather have you be more calm and composed, and not blindly fight and kill. In my opinion, your current personality is just right.

Although I also quite appreciate you... unfortunately! Unfortunately! Unfortunately, you are not my disciple, and someone else got there first. It is truly a great regret in life.

Heh, having said that, how am I qualified to be your master, kid.

I am a straw man tied with thatch, and you are a young man like fine gold and beautiful jade. Probably only he can be your good teacher for cultivation enlightenment.

And as for me, teaching you some simple sage principles is enough."

Wang Huan didn't go to Nongsui Lane to inform Hundred-Household Kong about the changes that appeared near Youju Town. He ran from Xiliu Lane to outside the private school and saw Mr. Pan standing in the small courtyard.

The autumn wind was blowing slowly.

Wang Huan seemed to hear a faint whimpering sound.

"Sir, are... are you alright?"

"I have met Warrior Wang." Mr. Pan bowed very politely. "I'm fine, what's wrong?"

"I saw a stream, a stream formed by fresh blood rushing over."

"Ha, Warrior Wang is joking. Where is there any stream formed by fresh blood? This place is clear and bright, and the sky is ten thousand miles wide. I haven't seen any stream."

"Really?"

"It's absolutely true. Would I lie to you?"

"Sir would definitely not lie to me." Wang Huan nodded, scratching the back of his head, not knowing for a moment whether he had seen it wrong or if the stream of fresh blood had great supernatural powers and hadn't let the private school teacher discover it.

He added, "I'm sorry to bother you, Sir."

"It's fine, come in and have a cup of tea."

"No, no, official business is busy, I'll come back to find you for tea next time."

"Haha... perhaps there won't be a next time."

"Ah?"

"If you come next time, the good tea I have here will be gone."

"It doesn't matter. Sir is a scholar, and being with a scholar, even drinking plain water feels like a supreme delicacy."

After some pleasantries, Wang Huan ran from Daguan Lane toward Nongsui Lane.

Watching this person's back, Mr. Pan commented: "Warrior Wang seems to be a Demon Slayer who is dedicated to the people, but in fact, he likes to settle things and is timid under the guise of taking the overall situation into account. If he didn't have this personality, the strange things in Youju Town over the years would have already been known by the Lancang Prefecture Demon Slayer Division."

He paused.

He glanced at the direction of Fei Mountain.

"The captive demons have been eaten empty by me, it's time to eat people."

The water surface of the Source Water is very wide, and under the sunlight, the floating light jumps with gold, clear and beautiful.

Zhang Cui Cui pointed to the village by the Source Water: "Husband, look, that is Yuan Shui Village, our home is in the village."

A large group of people gathered at the entrance of the village.

Yang Yun's scalp was numb with shock, he rubbed his eyes, and instantly smiled: "Wife, I just saw it wrong, I actually saw a bunch of foxes there."

"Foxes? Husband, stop joking. How can there be foxes in the world that build villages and settle down?"

"The fellow villagers of Yuan Shui Village are really too polite to come to welcome you and me."

Zhang Cui Cui calmed down and said softly: "Husband, you saw it wrong again. The fellow villagers are not welcoming us, but that person."

Looking along her finger, it turned out that a high-spirited general wearing armor and a robe was standing at the head of the village. Although the general was not tall, after Yang Yun saw him, he was attracted by his golden spear and iron horse and misty water aura.

The general wore civil and military sleeves, half armor and half brocade robe.

The people who gathered at the head of the village to welcome the general naturally saw Zhang Cui Cui and Yang Yun.

An old man with half-white hair stepped forward to explain: "General, that is the legitimate daughter of Zhang Dingfeng, originally named Zhang Xun. In order to repay the benefactor of a meal, she changed her name to Zhang Cui Cui and went to Youju Town. General, please look, the person beside her is her savior, Yang Yun."

The general narrowed his eyes and looked, smiling: "What a reading seed, with literary luck lingering on his body, he will definitely be admitted to high school in the future. Did you allow Zhang Xun to act recklessly because of his literary luck?"

"I really dare not deceive the General. That year, Zhang Dingfeng provoked Pan Xi and was killed by him instead. In order to avenge the grievance, we tried our best to deal with him, making him retreat temporarily. Unexpectedly, Pan Xi raided Yuan Shui Village, determined to cut the weeds and remove the roots. I stopped him and let Zhang Xun run quickly. This little girl is also a clever ghost; she actually ran to Youju Town, making Pan Xi unable to find her under the lamp. It was also this time under the lamp that Yang Yun gave her the favor of a meal."

"Heh, it's more than just the favor of a meal. Yang Yun used his own Yang Qi to cover up her demon aura."

"Later, I represented Yuan Shui Village to go and mediate, and Pan Xi agreed, so she dared to live in Yuan Shui Village to repay her benefactor."

"Does Pan Xi know that she is Zhang Dingfeng's daughter?"

"Probably guessed it, but not sure. Yuan Shui Village has a Mid-grade Dharma Artifact that shields the origin aura, and I let her carry it on her body."

The general asked: "Why did Zhang Dingfeng provoke Pan Xi?"

"Sigh, Pan Xi has a Low-grade Spirit Artifact, which is an imitation Demon-Illuminating Mirror. The soul of a Three-Tailed Demon Fox is sealed in this Demon-Illuminating Mirror. Zhang Dingfeng originally wanted to buy it, but Pan Xi didn't agree, and I don't know what happened, but the two actually fought."

"It was you who provoked others first."

The old man nodded helplessly: "But Pan Xi killed Zhang Dingfeng, which can be considered a deadly feud with us."

"The two of you are not far apart. If Pan Xi comes to provoke again, send someone to inform me," the general said.

The old man was overjoyed: "Thank you, General, for your great kindness. All the people in Yuan Shui Village will follow the General's lead."

"Zhang Xun repaying her kindness is true, and it is also true that she broke into the love barrier. Is she not afraid of dying because of the love barrier?"

"Sigh, the little girl has a stubborn personality. We have warned her several times... she can leave after repaying the kindness, and stop when it's enough. She must not fall into the love barrier, but she won't listen."

The general looked at Yang Yun who was walking closer: "I see that this person is not the kind of person who abandons the old for the new. Moreover, his literary luck is prosperous, and the two might be able to achieve each other and become a beautiful story of a wonderful marriage."

"I hope so," the old man smiled bitterly. "I just hope that after Yang Yun learns the little girl's identity, he will have compassion and not abandon her, sparing her life."

Zhang Cui Cui and Yang Yun had already arrived at the entrance of the village. She led Yang Yun to pay respects one by one.

The general smiled: "Scholar, you have walked such a long way, are you tired?"

"Not tired." Yang Yun bowed respectfully, and there was no mistake in etiquette.

The general exclaimed: "What a handsome young man."

He patted him on the shoulder and said: "This place is not far from Youju Town, and it is true that it is not close. Go back to the village and rest."

Zhang Cui Cui was pleasantly surprised and couldn't stop thanking the general.

The general waved his hand: "A small matter."

The old man also smiled: "Girl, your house has been cleaned up. If there is anything missing, go to my house to get it."

"Thank you, Grandfather."

"Haha... what thanks or no thanks."

Yang Yun whispered while walking: "The fellow villagers of Yuan Shui Village are quite good."

"That's natural, everyone is kind, everyone is sincere. Let me tell you, we all believe in Buddha!"

"Buddha? It should be Mahayana Buddhism."

"You even know this?"

"Wife, you are looking down on me!" Yang Yun pointed to the cart of books he brought. "Taoist and Buddhist classics, I have all read them."

"Husband, let me test you," Zhang Cui Cui said happily. "What is the interpretation of 'seeing one's nature by clarifying the mind'?"

Yang Yun said it immediately: "This can't stump me. Clarify the original mind, see the nature of the mind that is neither born nor destroyed. Words are cut off, and the place of mind action is extinguished. Wife, the four words 'seeing one's nature by clarifying the mind' are stained with Hinayana Buddhism. The fellow villagers believe in Mahayana Buddhism, and should learn to make great vows to save immeasurable sentient beings. As the saying goes, make positive vows and practice convenient actions."

"Hmph, husband is really making things difficult for me. Mahayana Buddha or Hinayana Buddha, what we learn is just peace of mind, why care about it." Zhang Cui Cui said shamelessly.

Yang Yun didn't expect to smile: "Haha... wife, you were deceived. The four words 'seeing one's nature by clarifying the mind' are not Hinayana Buddhism at all. Mahayana Buddhism itself is the Bodhisattva path that takes into account both 'self-interest' and 'benefiting others.' If you can't even save yourself, how can you talk about saving the world?"

"Oh my!"

After a few words, he knew that his wife probably only knew how to chant a few Amitabha Buddhas, and she didn't really believe in Buddha.

He couldn't help but touch his head. Yang Yun was surprised: "Wife, my scabs are gone?"

"Let me see, oh my, husband, the scabs are really gone! Perhaps the gods have manifested, seeing that the young master is a reading seed, and used divine methods to help husband eliminate the scabs."

The two laughed and played.

The general and the old man with half-white hair looked at Youju Town with a serious face.

The general gradually showed anger: "Presumptuous, without the imperial court's edict, how dare you self-proclaim as a local City God? No, it's not just a local City God, he even self-proclaimed as a Mountain God!"

In an instant.

He was annoyed: "Still not right."

"General, could it be that he borrowed the shells of the City God and the Mountain God? Pan Xi's lifespan has run out, so he should have used a tricky method to survive."

The general turned and walked toward the Source Water: "This general wants to report this matter to the imperial court."

"Respectfully send the General."

The people of Yuan Shui Village all bowed to him.

The general jumped into the Source Water, and the water surface remained calm.

"Village Chief," someone said, "What happened in Youju Town?"

"Pan Xi used side-door left-path techniques to swallow the lifespan of demons, but this technique did not cause any sequelae to him, as if he had become a god..."

The old man seemed to understand something, looked at Youju Town in astonishment, and murmured: "Quick, go and tell the General, Pan Xi should have refined the luck of Youju Town and several big mountains. In this way, whether it is swallowing the lifespan of demons or swallowing the lifespan of human cultivators, there will be no sequelae. Once it enters his stomach, it is equivalent to merging into the luck. Then... then he should reshape his flesh, strip away the luck, and live a second life. What a subtle technique, it is simply an immortal art!!"

"Wait, order everyone to be on high alert to prevent Pan Xi from seeking revenge!"

After the first batch of demons exploded, A Ping didn't care about True Qi and rushed to Shanniu Village at the fastest speed.

Xiaoshui, who had become a Mountain Ghost, naturally saw this scene. As soon as A Ping arrived, the two immediately found Tang Yi and clarified the pros and cons.

Tang Yi frowned tightly: "Are you sure?"

"Sure! Pan Xi must be extremely weak right now. If we don't take action now, we will regret it later!" When it came to fighting and killing, A Ping became very calm.

Xiaoshui looked at him with appreciation and said: "As I expected, Pan Xi really didn't die. Junior Sister, don't hesitate, take action quickly."

Tang Yi looked at Xiaoshui's expression seriously, then turned to stare at A Ping. "You won't join forces to harm me?"

"Your lifespan is about to wither away, what motive do I have to harm you?" A Ping asked back.

Finally.

Tang Yi nodded and said: "Let's go, let's meet the Hundred Treasure Zhen."

The two rushed toward Youju Town.

Xiaoshui carried the "Xia Shi Token" and returned to the mountainside leisurely. He couldn't understand why Pan Xi took action suddenly. Could it be that everyone was deceived by him? The fifteenth day of the eighth month in the news was actually non-existent. Pan Xi set up a cage here, and anyone who walked into the cage, without exception, would definitely die?

"Whatever." Xiaoshui laughed. "The demons of Fei Mountain have been swept away. When they decide the winner, it will be time for me to be promoted to Mountain God. It would be best if both sides were injured and all died! No, Zhao Chan cannot die. He is my Patrol Mountain Ghost Envoy, and that peach branch is my divine weapon!" ===== CHAPTER 60 =====