Chapter 184

Yin thunder met Yang thunder, and Li Yan was a step better.

The Daoist should have already built the second floor, and although Li Yan's Dao practice was weaker, the quality of his sorcery was much higher.

His "Northern Emperor Yin Thunder Hand" was a study of ghosts and gods, which was extraordinary, while the opponent's Palm Thunder was only the most basic method.

Of course, there was another important reason.

Yang thunder is fierce, and even those old monsters and zombies that have gained climate cannot withstand it, and they will die and disappear after one strike.

The human body is fragile, so how can it absorb heavenly thunder?

Therefore, Yang thunder methods all use one's own thunder qi as a guide, setting up altars, opening rituals, borrowing the power of ghosts and gods, and using the changes of heaven's secrets and Yin-Yang to drop divine thunder.

Yin thunder is relatively worse, without the momentum of Yang thunder to command heaven's secrets and shock all things. Setting up an altar in the future is also for a "Northern Emperor Luo Feng Examination and Summoning Great Method."

But Yin thunder also has its advantages. It is lingering and heavy, and it mainly focuses on hurting the soul. It is a bit like static electricity. When performing it, as long as the hand incantation triggers the Sha Qi, it can emit thunder light.

And for profound Palm Thunder, to emit thunder light, one must form incantations and chant spells in advance, and also need the help of magical artifacts.

Otherwise, before succeeding, one would be struck half to death by oneself.

"Uncle Master!"

Seeing the Daoist suffer a loss, several Daoist boys hurriedly stepped forward and protected him with swords.

Li Yan shook his hands and said indifferently: "Now, can the Daoist speak properly?"

"Yin Thunder Hand?"

The Daoist's face was uncertain, and he asked in a deep voice: "This kind of method can never be used by heterodox paths. Who exactly are you?"

Li Yan didn't answer but changed the subject: "We are going up the mountain to participate in the cellar opening conference. Why did the Daoist block the road with weapons?"

"Humph!"

The Daoist snorted, looked at Lu San beside him, and said: "You ask this little thief why he dares to come to Mount Hua to steal?"

Seeing everyone's eyes gather, Lu San said woodenly: "I sent a falcon to scout the road, but that little thing's spiritual aperture is not open, so it picked a fruit when it saw one."

So that was it, Li Yan suddenly understood.

Sha Lifei, who was on the side, couldn't take it anymore and shouted with full dissatisfaction: "You Daoist are really interesting. Picking a fruit when thirsty on the road, and you start dancing with knives and guns, not to mention it's just a falcon that doesn't know any better!"

"According to you, all the monkeys in the mountains and fields should be skinned, right?"

"Stop talking nonsense here!"

The Daoist was so angry that he scolded: "Every grass and tree on Mount Hua is forbidden to be cut down, and the few spiritual trees bred within have been stolen repeatedly these days. You are all people of the Mystic Sect, why pretend to be here?"

Just at this moment, Yan Jiuling ran over quickly. He bowed respectfully and said: "Daoist, please don't be angry."

"This junior is Yan Jiuling, a Juren from Ezhou. Magistrate Li of the Shanzhou Administration Commission has a friendship with my grandfather."

"This junior can testify that these few just traveled up the mountain with me and are not thieves."

Saying this, he took out a note from his bosom, on which an official seal was clearly stamped.

The Daoist took a look, his face eased slightly, and he nodded and said: "So that's it. It seems that I wrongly blamed you."

Sha Lifei, who was on the side, was astonished when he saw this situation: "No, you were dancing with knives and guns with us, but you believed it when someone else said it?"

The Daoist's face sank, and he said coldly: "They are scholars who know books and reason. Most of you heterodox sorcerers have wicked hearts, so how could I believe you easily?"

So he was a snob...

Li Yan's eyes were slightly cold, and he was too lazy to talk to such a person anymore, so he asked directly: "Since the misunderstanding has been resolved, can we leave?"

"Absolutely not!"

The Daoist also said unpleasantly: "Anyone who goes up the mountain must go to the temple to register and file a record. I am on duty here just to guard against those with wicked intentions sneaking into the mountain."

"It's fine for ordinary people to go up the mountain, but all heterodox sorcerers must hold a token and register clearly before they can enter the mountain."

"Naturally, I have a token for going up the mountain!" Li Yan frowned and took out the token from his bosom.

The Daoist took it and looked at it for a few times, but didn't say anything more.

"Follow me."

The Daoist took the lead and walked away. Everyone looked at each other, shook their heads slightly, and followed closely behind.

Not long after walking, a temple appeared before their eyes, standing on one side of the mountain road, with the three characters "Mao Nv Cave" clearly visible on the plaque.

Yan Jiuling suddenly realized: "So it is the Mao Nv Immortal."

The Daoist's tone was obviously much kinder to him, and he nodded and said: "The scholar is worthy of being a learned person. Mao Nv is one of the immortals of our Daoist sect."

"Her original name was Yujiang, and she was originally a palace maid of the First Emperor. After the fall of Qin, she fled into Mount Hua, received guidance from an immortal, ate pine needles, drank spring water, grew green hair on her body, and thus became an immortal body, and later built a temple to worship until now..."

As they spoke, everyone had entered the temple. This Mao Nv Cave was not big, but the incense was still prosperous.

The incense ash in the incense burner was piled up like a mountain, and many red cloth strips for praying for blessings were hung on the surrounding railings.

"Bring the Daoist certificate for me to see."

The Daoist turned his head to look at Li Yan and the others, his voice becoming cold again.

This was the first time they had seen such an undisguised snob. Although they were unhappy in their hearts, they were on someone else's turf, so they could only take out their Daoist certificates.

Since the imperial court issued the decree at the beginning of the year, it had become common knowledge that anyone in the Mystic Sect must carry a Daoist certificate when going out, otherwise it would be troublesome in many cases.

Wang Daoxuan took out a white Daoist certificate, and Li Yan took out a black one.

When the Daoist saw this, he was suddenly surprised, hurriedly opened it to check, and asked suspiciously: "Since you are neither a person of the Orthodox Sect nor a practitioner of the Dharma lineage, how did you get this?"

Li Yan glanced at it: "I work for the False False Yin Si."

The Daoist was stunned and fell silent for a moment, but didn't say anything more, instead looking at Lu San.

Lu San had spent his whole life in the wilderness, so how could he have such a thing as a Daoist certificate?

Li Yan hurriedly opened his mouth: "This brother's Daoist certificate has been registered, but it hasn't been picked up yet. Daoists like Luo Mingzi and Gu Chenzi from the Law Enforcement Hall in Chang'an are all familiar with me."

What is called "it's easy to see the King of Hell, but hard to deal with the little ghosts," Li Yan had finally experienced it today.

He didn't expect to run into such a funny person on the way up the mountain, forcing him to build connections.

Perhaps because of the black Daoist certificate and the identity of a living Yin official, the Daoist didn't ask any more questions, nodded and said: "Since that's the case, I won't cause any more trouble. After you go up the mountain, you can go to the Chunyang Palace, where someone will naturally receive you."

Saying this, he took out a booklet to register.

Finally managed to deal with it...

Li Yan shook his head slightly and waited peacefully on the side.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the hook token in his bosom suddenly became hot.

Li Yan was stunned for a moment, but before he could recover, the surroundings were already plunged into a thick fog.

Could this... be a new task from the False False Yin Si?

Or did he encounter a divine communication?

Li Yan was full of suspicion and walked forward quickly.

Not long after, the thick fog around him dissipated rapidly, and a huge tripod appeared abruptly before his eyes.

What is this again?

Li Yan was full of curiosity. Could it be a new magical artifact of the False False Yin Si?

He stepped forward cautiously and, like using a water well, slowly stretched his hand toward the incense burner.

However, there was no reaction at all.

Li Yan became more and more curious, so he jumped onto the incense burner, preparing to find out the truth. But at this look, he felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and his whole body was horrified.

He saw a monster lying inside the incense burner, covered in long green hair, looking somewhat human, with eyes as sharp and intimidating as cold blades, as if it would swallow him alive in the next second.

Evil monster?

Li Yan's whole body bristled, but just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly remembered something, his hand stiffened, and he stopped.

This place is called Mao Nv Cave,

could this thing be Mao Nv?

Why does it look so terrifying?

Fortunately, the Mao Nv just stared straight at him without any unusual movements. Li Yan was just about to ask, but saw the scene around him change again.

This was a pitch-black and dark cave, seemingly built according to the Eight Trigrams, with large and small talismans carved on the surrounding walls, all filled with cinnabar, as red as blood.

Just by looking up, a murderous aura pressed directly toward his brow, making him shudder.

And in the center of the cave, a coffin was parked, made of bronze, huge in size, with spots of copper green, and seven copper spears were inserted on the coffin lid in the position of the Big Dipper.

!.

It's the coffin that suppresses the drought demon!

Li Yan suddenly understood.

This Mao Nv... was afraid she wanted to tell him something.

Just at this moment, another change occurred in the cave.

He saw Yin wind rising on the ground near the coffin, mud splashing, and a huge piece of wood slowly drilled out from underground.

What is this thing again?

Li Yan's vigilance rose in his heart.

The wood was clearly pine, covered with various claw marks. After rising from the ground, it collapsed with a bang, only a few meters away from the bronze coffin.

Soon, another thing drilled out of the cave.

It was a small lizard with six feet and a bulge on its back, looking very strange.

Li Yan couldn't imagine how such a thick tree could be moved out by a small six-legged snake, and it seemed to have used the method of earth escape...

However, this little thing seemed to be extremely afraid of the blood-colored talismans around it and didn't dare to show its head, crawling hard under the wood.

Every step it took felt like carrying a heavy burden, but it didn't stop at all, relying on the cover of the wood to slowly approach the bronze coffin.

However, the pine wood was still some distance from the coffin. The four-legged snake crawled to the end, turned around, and returned to the cave helplessly.

Is Mao Nv giving a warning?

A flash of inspiration crossed Li Yan's mind, and he remembered what this was.

When going up the mountain just now, Wang Daoxuan once said that the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" mentioned that there was a strange snake on Mount Hua called Fei Yi, with six feet and four wings, and its appearance predicted a large-scale drought.

The drought demon is also the source of great drought,

could these two things want to stir up trouble?

Just as he was shocked, the thick fog around him dissipated rapidly, and Li Yan also recovered his mind.

After his cultivation improved, whether it was accepting tasks from the False False Yin Si or divine communication, his speed was much faster. He had experienced so many things just now, but in the eyes of ordinary people, it was only the time of one breath.

"Daoist, I'm afraid something happened on the mountain..."

Li Yan hesitated for a moment and recounted what he had just experienced.

Although this Daoist was hateful, Mao Nv's warning and the two fierce things causing trouble were obviously not small matters, so how could he hide it because of personal grudges?

"What?!"

The Daoist was startled and stood up abruptly. In his panic, he even overturned the table in front of him, scattering brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones all over the floor.

He didn't care about that and hurriedly stepped forward to ask: "Is what you said true?"

Li Yan frowned: "Why would I lie to you about such a big matter?"

The Daoist's face was uncertain, and he didn't care about saying more, directly going to the incense table where Mao Nv was worshipped and picking up a yellow talisman from it.

He picked up the cinnabar brush and wrote a passage on the back of the paper talisman, then his hands danced, and he folded the yellow talisman into a paper crane within a breath.

Then, with a solemn face, he formed hand incantations, stepped on the Big Dipper, and chanted: "Om! Command the feathers to fly and transform, the divine Zhu Hu envoy follows the decree, come before my Dao, quickly as the law!"

Paper crane sending a letter?

Li Yan took an interest after seeing this.

This magic was not simple, it was a heritage only possessed by the Mystic Sect, and it had its own merits compared to his Chu Ling technique, which heterodox paths didn't have.

He had only heard of it before, but didn't expect to see it with his own eyes this time.

Just as he was thinking, the Daoist had finished chanting the incantation, blew three breaths at the paper crane, waved his hand, and scattered it into the air.

Whoosh!

Yin wind rose, and the paper crane seemed to come alive, flapping its wings, flying directly out of the temple, and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

After releasing the paper crane to send the letter, the Daoist was still full of worry, looked at the sky for a while, and then turned to Li Yan and said: "Fellow Daoist, thank you for the warning. If this matter is true, your Yin virtue is immeasurable."

There were still two days until the ritual, so Li Yan was not in a hurry and asked curiously: "The Mao Nv goddess in the temple gave a warning, I just passed it on. Is that little thing Fei Yi?"

The Daoist hesitated for a moment and nodded: "I won't hide it from you, Fellow Daoist. Mount Hua has been a sacred mountain since ancient times. Although we occupy this blessed land, we are not its masters, but set up altars to worship the White Emperor. The biggest trouble on this Mount Hua is Fei Yi."

"This insect is a natural monster, born from the qi of demonic disaster. It is a demonic disaster of wood, laying eggs in the earth veins, and likes to destroy spiritual trees the most."

"There are purple cypresses on Mount Hua, which are unique spiritual trees of this place, and can become heavenly treasures over time. Even with the beauty of Mount Hua, it takes hundreds of years to take shape."

"Whenever a purple cypress appears, a Fei Yi must be born, guarding under the purple cypress, absorbing its good fortune, and seizing its opportunity."

"Fei Yi is a big trouble and can cause drought. A few years ago in Jianchang County, Ganzhou, a woodcutter saw Fei Yi in the forest, and there was a great drought that year."

"If it really absorbs the corpse qi of that drought demon, it will soon take shape, harm one side, and might cause a great drought in Guanzhong."

"If it is really this thing causing trouble, Fellow Daoist, I don't know how many living beings you have saved..."

So that was it...

Li Yan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and at the same time felt lingering fear in his heart.

He was never one to suffer losses, so he had the nickname "Difficult Ghost" in the village. In the past six months of walking in the martial world, he was also one to seek revenge for the slightest grievance.

Just a moment ago, he also had selfish motives, not wanting this snobbish Daoist to take credit, and would tell others of the Tai Xuan Orthodox Sect after going up the mountain.

If things were really like this, he would have almost made a big mistake.

He clearly remembered that the Fei Yi was only a few meters away from the coffin, and he was afraid that it would have succeeded if it had added another piece of wood.

Disaster and turmoil were only between his thoughts.

Although he could play dumb and no one would pursue it afterwards, what was the difference between that and the people he looked down upon in the past?

Thinking of this, Li Yan looked at the Mao Nv statue and fell into deep thought.

At this moment, he suddenly understood what the people of the Mystic Sect and his identity as a living Yin official represented...

Human hearts can be deceived, but ghosts and gods are hard to cheat.

Others didn't know this, but Yan Jiuling beside him had been holding back for a long time, his heart was already surging, and his face was full of excitement: "I didn't expect to encounter such a strange thing on this trip to Mount Hua. It was really not a wasted trip."

"Worthy of being Hero Li. I felt you were extraordinary when I first saw you. You are indeed a strange person in the world."

"Hero?"

Li Yan shook his head slightly: "I can't bear it."

After saying this, he looked outside and said calmly: "Let's go. This mountain is indeed still very high..."

The third update will be a little later, in half an hour.

(End of Chapter)