Chapter 284: Yin-Yang Dragon Pool, Scholar in White, Counting Soldiers in the Desolate Tomb

The goatee old Daoist studied the compass for a long time, making himself sweat profusely, before selecting a direction. Little Fish and the others followed him for hundreds of steps, feeling more hair-raising the further they walked.

Little Fish whispered: "Old Daoist, previously it took at most dozens of steps to meet a big brother. Why did we walk so far this time?"

The goatee old Daoist wiped the cold sweat from his head and said: "Those big brothers are all buried in places of feng shui and form. As long as I look at the feng shui cave below to see if there is corpse qi, I know if there is someone buried below, and then lead you to worship."

"But this time, that big brother didn't allow us to borrow the way, so the path I tried my best to choose was wasted, and I had to re-select. Do you think it's easy to take a detour? The route chosen by the group in front using Prayer Incense has great ways. The more I study it, the more I feel it is infinitely profound. Once you deviate from the route, there will definitely be a disaster."

"What disaster?" The big guy asked curiously.

"Zi hour! Before the Zi hour, we must find a place to lie down..." The goatee old Daoist looked nervously at the compass: "This re-planned route will pass through a large feng shui treasure land. The feng shui situation around it has been taken by that feng shui treasure land, so we can't meet the corpse brother."

"That is to say, the one in front is a more powerful big brother?" Little Fish swallowed his saliva nervously.

"How powerful?" The big guy was still curious.

The goatee old Daoist slowly turned his head and said: "Several miles around are all the burial ground of that big brother!"

Little Fish and the big guy looked at each other. Little Fish said nervously: "The big brother we met earlier, the most powerful one seemed to only occupy a radius of thirty zhang, right!" The big guy nodded nervously.

The goatee gave each of them a knock on the head and said: "Be careful when you speak, you must understand etiquette!"

The three walked for a while before arriving at that burial ground. It was a deep pool in the mountains. The deep pool was like stagnant water, like a piece of black iron, dark black in color, and chilling. Standing by the pool, Little Fish and the three couldn't help but shiver together.

Little Fish lit his best incense and respectfully inserted it by the pool. The three kowtowed together and said: "The three juniors accidentally entered the demonic cave, only seeking to go home, offering incense fire, asking big brother to lend a way!"

Clang, clang, clang!

The big guy was afraid in his heart, so he kowtowed even louder, as if smashing on the ground.

After the three kowtowed three times, they raised their heads to look at the incense, but saw that the handful of incense fire was burning neither fast nor slow. The big guy and the goatee looked at Little Fish, signaling him to explain the incense quickly. Little Fish said tremblingly: "This big brother hasn't considered it clearly! Let us wait..."

At this time, a strange vitality surged from the deep pool, and a group of pure white scaleless small fish suddenly rose from the depths of the pool. These small fish connected head to tail, gathering in a cluster, and filled half of the pool surface in an instant.

They gathered into the appearance of Taiji fish, with the center of the fish eye empty as a perfect circle.

There was also a pure white big fish, chasing its own tail and swimming, appearing as a pure white dot in the position opposite the Taiji fish eye.

This group of white small fish swam in the pool water, forming a swimming Taiji diagram with the black pool water.

Little Fish saw the goatee old Daoist's entire back stiffen, and a vague sound like containing thick phlegm came from his mouth: "Life-death Taiji eye, a strange cave of yin-yang balance... In this demonic cave, the feng shui situation of one zhang of land is comparable to one li outside. There is a thousand-zhang bright hall here, which is a thousand-li land outside. Raising a mouthful of Taiji yin-yang with a thousand-li bright hall, this is a cave for becoming an immortal!"

The white fish clustered around a figure and floated up from the pool.

He wore a scholar's robe and looked like a refined gentleman; his elegant temperament made him not look like a dead man at all.

Thick vitality turned into white mist, covering his face.

Only hearing him open his mouth and say: "Seeing my face is no good for you, so... excuse me! This Yin-Yang Pool is just one of several feng shui strange caves in the white bone forest. Compared to the Bronze Monk's Jin Shan Lotus Pond, the Wood Daoist's Cicada-Shedding strange cave, the Ghost King's Dragon-Becoming Tree, the Butcher's Weeping Blood Land, and the General's Counting Soldiers Desolate Tomb, it is only comparable, far from being called a land for becoming an immortal!"

"In this demonic cave, there is only one land for becoming an immortal, which is under the suppression of the eight halls. That is where an unspeakable existence is buried. I don't dare to grab a place with him!"

As he spoke, the scholar cupped his hands and laughed: "I am also roughly proficient in feng shui, so I grabbed this treasure land and can come out to talk to you!"

The three little ones trembled like chickens—no matter how powerful the corpse, it cannot open its mouth to speak, because a person dying to become a zombie relies on that breath that hasn't been exhaled. Once the mouth is opened and the breath is leaked, even if it is a Corpse King, the Dao practice will be greatly damaged.

Being able to speak means that the corpse is no longer just a corpse. "

But has transformed into another kind of existence of life. If evil, it is a demon, a corpse demon. If upright, it is an immortal, an earth immortal!"

The big brother in front of them was an existence that was about to step onto the path of an earth immortal. Earth immortals absorb feng shui spirit veins and earth qi, open spirit pools, combine with blessed lands outside, and finally open caves to become immortals.

Opening a spirit pool in the body is the success of foundation establishment.

Combining with a blessed land outside, combining one's own spirit pool with the blessed lands of the world, and forming an inner scene world and heart-image world with the spirit pool, can be considered core formation. Finally, step by step, manifest the inner scene world outside, open the void cave, and entrust the primordial spirit to the cave to become an immortal.

Foundation establishment, qi refining, spirit pool (penetration), inner scene (core formation), outer scene (yin spirit), blessed land (yang spirit), cave (primordial spirit).

Except for this orthodox earth immortal cultivation path, the goatee old Daoist, as a descendant of the Yin-Yang family, also knew a taboo.

If a cultivator dies and the corpse is buried in a feng shui treasure land, aided by the feng shui situation, they can also halfway turn to cultivate the earth immortal path. It's just that when cultivating the earth immortal path, they still have to transform the body, turn yin into yang, and the calamity is ten times worse than ordinary earth immortals.

It is equivalent to cultivating the most evil and difficult-to-cultivate "Taiyin Refining Form" technique of the Daoist sect while cultivating the earth immortal path. It would be better to specialize in the Taiyin Refining Form technique, wait until the merit is sufficient, and then cultivate after one corpse-solution.

"Big brother came out to see us, is there anything?" Little Fish tentatively asked.

"Oh! Just now your etiquette was too heavy, I really felt embarrassed, so I came out to ask you not to kowtow. This is the etiquette of heaven, earth, monarch, parent, and teacher, and I can't afford it! By the way, ask, what year is it today..." The scholar whispered.

Little Fish heard him speak, and there was indeed a gentle and jade-like temperament that made people feel like a spring breeze. He dared to raise his head and whispered: "Today is the Great Jin Dynasty, and there is a Great Wei in the north. It is said that thousands of years ago, it was the Immortal Han era... As for the specific history, a rogue cultivator like me doesn't know!"

"Wei and Jin?" The scholar sighed gloomily.

Little Fish felt that this person should be considered a gentleman, and his heart couldn't help but beat wildly, asking in a low voice: "I am Yu Seeing Xiao Yu, these are my two brothers Hei Da and Zhang Daoquan. May I ask senior, what is the eeriness of this place? And how should we go out?"

"I am Yan Jiming. I am still in the midst of Yin-Moon Body Refining. If you were to see my face, I fear you would have nightmares, so I must keep it covered. It is truly a discourtesy!" The scholar was every bit a refined gentleman, treating the three of them with equality even though their cultivation was far inferior to his own.

"Regarding this place, I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, I only know a little bit, because I died in the demonic calamity long ago. How I was buried here, I am also confused. I only know that it should be that my uncle asked for a favor and sent me to the Earth Immortal Realm to fight for that line of opportunity."

"This place is the White Bone Forest, where we dead people are buried. Breeding several feng shui strange caves for us to cultivate earth immortals, cultivate wish power, Taiyin Refining Form, turn to cultivate the divine path, or even cultivate ghost immortals. It is all to turn another life after death, and in the future, there will be some kind of opportunity to worship under the master of this place and cultivate the Great Dao again."

"You accidentally entered this place. If you want to go out, you can only walk from the Demon-Suppressing Eight Halls. The Demon-Suppressing Eight Halls suppress a great terror. I don't dare to go there, so I don't know much. I only know that there should be a road to leave there, but how to walk specifically, you still need to explore carefully. Remember, don't enter those eight demon-suppressing halls, even if the exit is inside, don't go in."

"If you can't get out, I also know a few places with small feng shui, you can also be buried together and cultivate the earth immortal path with a living body. It is also a kind of creation!"

The scholar pointed out a few things to them and suddenly said: "It's almost Zi hour! If you don't want to come down and soak with me, go quickly! Before the Zi hour, find a ruined temple. That is the best place to spend the night here."

"Thank you, senior..." Little Fish heard the big brother here mention the Zi hour several times, knowing that the Zi hour might really have great terror, so he hurriedly said goodbye and continued on his way.

"Wait..." The scholar called them.

Three pure white small fish flew up from the pool, landed in their hands, and turned into milky white jade fish, carrying a warmth.

The scholar said: "This is transformed by the vitality and yang qi in the pool. If you can't make it in time, it can buy you a little time!"

Little Fish and the three said goodbye in a hurry and continued forward along the route planned by the old Daoist.

I don't know if the face of the scholar buried in the pool was big, or if the big brothers here were really easy to talk to, but the subsequent borrowing of the way was all fulfilled.

Watching them walk away, Yan Jiming sighed: "Senior? You are the seniors!"

After saying that, he sank into the pool with the fish school.

The goatee old Daoist lamented on the road: "The Jin Shan Lotus Pond, the leaf-covering cicada-shedding strange cave, the dragon-becoming ancestor tree, the weeping blood land, and the counting soldiers desolate tomb mentioned by that senior earlier should all be places where high-ranking people with conscious minds are buried."

"Just the residual shade of the earth qi can protect so many high-ranking people. This demonic cave is truly mysterious and unpredictable. Certain existences hidden in it, the demons suppressed in the eight iron halls in the center of the demonic cave, are truly terrifying..."

"There is half an hour left until the Zi hour!"

Little Fish lit a stick of incense and checked the incense color to judge: "How far is that ruined temple?"

"Not far!" The goatee old Daoist suddenly said.

"How do you know..." Little Fish followed the goatee old Daoist's gaze and saw a Buddhist child under a white bone tree, with hands together, worshiping toward the west. The Buddhist child had no skin or flesh all over his body, his bald head was white and bony, and he was a skeleton monk, but his behavior was very pious.

"White Bone Bhikkhu!"

"The direction he is worshiping should be where the ancient temple is!" Little Fish said quietly. He secretly inserted three sticks of incense on the ground to offer to the white bone monk.

The three were about to advance in that direction, when the White Bone Bhikkhu suddenly raised his hand to stop them. The white finger bones pointed to a place slightly to the side. The goatee old Daoist whispered: "This monk said, we can't walk in that direction, there is a general there with a bad temper, we have to go around."

The big guy widened his eyes and said: "He didn't speak, how do you know?"

"He also said, I can't call him a monk, because he... is now just a novice!" The goatee old Daoist knocked on the big guy's head: "This is thought power, you should learn more."

"Let's take a detour, it is estimated that the ancient temple is not far away. It won't take long!"

"General... Could it be the Counting Soldiers Desolate Tomb?" Little Fish touched his chin and said.

In front was a flat mountain valley, where broken stones and remnant soldiers were everywhere. The scattered weapon fragments and remains carried a wisp of extremely deep demonic light, which the three saw. Although the spiritual light had been worn away, under the nourishment of the demonic cave, these weapons also had eerie changes. Their power was by no means inferior to ordinary magic treasures.

They carefully walked along the mountain top and bypassed this mountain valley.

Countless broken stones in the valley were like a military formation, stretching out under a stone peak. The stone peak was guarded by broken stones, strange and towering like spears and halberds. The surrounding mountain peaks were steep and towering, and many stone caves one zhang deep were chiseled on the mountain walls, with corpses wearing battle armor placed inside.

"No wonder it's called the Counting Soldiers Desolate Tomb. It's like a general died in battle, and his loyal soldiers also perished, all buried here. The soldiers guard the general, and the general guards the soldiers, as if counting their graves!"

"Yes! If we break into it and disturb the soldiers' long sleep, it's no wonder the general has a bad temper!" The goatee old Daoist nodded.

"Look..." The big guy pointed into the mountain valley.

But he saw a white-haired old fox, carrying three ferocious evil corpses, walking slowly. It held a blood-red spirit grass like a deer antler in its hand, wrapped in pure blood qi, not knowing which dangerous place it had snatched it from.

This white-haired old fox knew the weight and didn't make too much noise like the Lei family.

But it stepped into the Counting Soldiers Desolate Tomb and took a fancy to a spirit grass growing from a corpse outside a stone cave on a cliff, emitting strange light. The spirit grass was like a soldier's weapon, blown by the gloomy wind, and the weapon trembled, drawing a wisp of spiritual light, carrying sharp military qi.

The three evil corpses on the white-haired old fox's back took action. A blue-faced evil corpse climbed down from its back and headed toward that stone cave.

"I thought it would do it itself?" Little Fish lay on the mountain, marveling: "Manipulating dead evil corpses to take action, wouldn't that have no human aura, and wouldn't it alarm the zombies here?"

"A fox that has lived until its hair is white might be very greedy, but it won't be stupid!" The goatee old Daoist said firmly.

The blue-faced evil corpse grabbed the strange spirit medicine and was about to pick it. At this time, an armored hand suddenly grabbed its hand. In the stone cave, an armored zombie slowly sat up. That spirit grass grew from the hilt of his sword.

The zombie sat half-up, tilted its head, and looked at the blue-faced evil corpse.

The evil qi on the blue-faced evil corpse suddenly became restless. The Golden Core it formed before death had already decayed, turning into an evil core, and it had been melted by the old fox of the Xin family with a type of poisonous evil qi, which was even more eerie and powerful than before death.