Record of Extinction Destiny Chapter 50: The ruined sect
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Shi Xuan picked up the dark porcelain cup and took a slow sip. He felt a cold breath penetrate directly from his throat to his lower abdomen, and then spread throughout his body. His whole body felt refreshed. After thinking about it for a moment, he praised: "Good tea, really good tea!"
Han Shijin was a little proud, but when he saw the black porcelain tea cup in Shi Xuan's hand, he said: "It's a pity that this good tea is not matched with a good tea cup. The several sets of porcelain utensils brought to the funeral at home are not suitable for this tea." , only this Mo porcelain is better. It's a pity, it's a pity. "It's really a pity to see him.
"Then why don't Han Weng let his children and grandchildren provide a few more sets?" Shi Xuan was a little puzzled.
"It's not that easy. We can't stay away from this ghost house. We can only go home by connecting with the memorial tablets three times a year at the ancestral hall. But those are all in the early morning. The yin and yang are separated, so close and far away, so we can't. Even if you talk, you can't stay at night and trust them with your dreams." It was rare for Han Shijin to talk to strangers, so he couldn't help but chatter.
Shi Xuan thought of Fang: "But Han Weng, you guys should have some magic skills over the years, right?"
Han Shijin waved his hand: "We are no better than those evil ghosts who rely on Yin energy to exist. After so many years, we can drive the burned paper figures and float these tea trays and tea cups. Speaking of which, if If you really go all out, you can still forcefully enter the dream of blood relatives here, but that will consume a lot of energy, and the gain will not be worth the loss."
Shi Xuan just read some notes of Taoist seniors, and could only have a superficial understanding of this aspect. When he heard Han Shijin talk about it, he listened with great interest. Chu Wan'er beside him kept eating fruit with her small mouth. , but still paid some attention to listening to the master and grandpa talking, just like listening to those ghost stories.
"Oh, how does Han Weng know that the gain outweighs the loss?"
"My father once asked a dream to warn me of old age, which depleted the original source. After the old age, my father completely dissipated within a few years, and it was not as long as my mother. My mother passed away before my father, but after the old age, thirty It took many years to dissipate." Han Shijin explained.
Although Han Jing has been dead for many years, he was still young when he died. He stayed in the ghost house for so many years and could not go out. His mind had only grown by a few years. At this time, he saw the beautiful sister Chu Wan'er there. She was smiling happily while eating the fruit, and she couldn't help but feel curious. She quietly slipped out of her mother Wei's arms and floated in front of Chu Wan'er.
Chu Wan'er was about to grab another piece of fruit, but a white, tender and slightly transparent hand suddenly stretched out from beside her and touched the fruit before her. Children, don't dare lose their manners and attack him secretly with your eyes.
Han Jing is completely immune to eye attacks, but he is not very intelligent and has a short ghost age, so he cannot control the fruit, so his little chubby hand passes through the middle of the fruit and cannot be picked up, several times in a row. So, I couldn't help but burst into tears.
Shi Xuan and the Han family actually noticed what Chu Wan'er and Han Jing did, but they were just children, so they were allowed to play around and continue talking to each other. Several female relatives sat quietly nearby, not daring to interrupt, but always looking curiously at the living people they had not interacted with for so many years.
"I see. By the way, Han Weng, you just said that there are only three or four small gates on Mang Mountain. I don't know the details?" After the greetings, Shi Xuan got to the point.
Chu Wan'er saw that Han Jing was about to cry, so she quickly picked up the fruit to comfort him. Unexpectedly, the fruit actually passed through Han Jing's face and stretched out from the back of his head, which scared Chu Wan'er. He jumped, leaned back and grabbed Shi Xuan's sleeves. Under Shi Xuan's soothing eyes, he became curious again. He poked Han Jing with the fruit and watched his hand pass through Han Jing's body. body, eyes shining with excitement.
Han Shijin squinted his eyes and stroked his beard as he recalled: "It has been nearly fifty years since I passed away. At that time, there was a large Taoist sect on Mang Mountain called Yigui Sect. There were hundreds of people in the sect, and it was very impressive. It was a pity that three Ten years ago, it fell into decline for some reason. Now there are only five or six people in the Yigui Sect, and they are often bullied by the other two small sects, the White Bone Sect and the Liangui Sect, which makes life miserable."
When Shi Xuan heard about the Yigui Sect, he remembered the "Yigui Dafa" and the ecstasy flag that was once called the White Bone Yihun Banner in his hand. Could it be that the old Taoist died on Tongxuan Mountain and caused the Yigui Han Shijin looked confused about the fall of the sect, so he had to ask: "What about the White Bone Sect and the Ghost Refining Sect?"
"Taoist Master Shi, think about it. There are only five or six members of the Ghost Sect in this battle, and they are jointly suppressed by the two sects. They can still exist in Mang Mountain today. The strength of these two sects can be imagined. "I know, this is definitely not the Taoist sect you are looking for," Han Shijin said half-jokingly.
This is indeed what Shi Xuan thought: "Is there anything else strange about Mang Mountain?"
"No, no, this Mang Mountain is only so high and so big. Countless people come up to the mountain to worship and play every year. If there was something really fishy, people would have discovered it long ago." Han Shijin shook his head.
The two sides chatted for a while, until Chu Wan'er got tired of playing, Shi Xuan pulled her up and said goodbye to the Han family. Han Shijin took his family to the door of Yin Mansion, while Chu Wan'er had a bag of various fruits stuffed in her arms.
"Han Weng stop, just send him here." Shi Xuan turned around at the door and said goodbye to Han Shijin again.
Han Shijin sighed and said: "In the past fifty years, Taoist Master Shi is the first living person to be a guest in Shangfu. It also makes the old man and his family feel the connection with Yangshi, and they are happy. I don't know when we said goodbye this time. If we meet again, I am afraid that I will no longer be in this world and disappear between heaven and earth."
"Han Weng, what do you say?"
"In the past few years, I have felt that my body is slowly dissipating. I think I spent too much time and energy during my lifetime and damaged my origin. I don't have as much time as others. I'm afraid it will only be in the past two years." Han Shijin was a little worried. sigh sadly.
"Dad!"
Shi Xuan could only say a few gentle words of comfort, bid farewell again, and then pulled Chu Wan'er, who was waiting impatiently, away while the Han family said goodbye.
Having just taken a few steps, I heard Han Shijin shouting: "Taoist Master Shi, I remembered something. If you want to find immortals and visit Taoism, you can try Huilong Temple in Luojing. I once heard Rui from the Royal Family mention that, then This is where the true immortality lies."
Shi Xuan was overjoyed when he received the news unexpectedly. He turned around and gave a respectful salute: "Thank you, Mr. Han! I can't thank you enough."
Farewell to the ghosts of the Han family, Shi Xuan took Chu Wan'er and continued walking into the mountains. Although he learned from Han Shijin that there were only two or three small entrances, which were of no value to search for, Shi Xuan was not a child. He said that he Just believe it, you have to do some research on your own before you can go back.
"Master, those just didn't look like ghosts!" Chu Wan'er asked, holding Shi Xuan's hand.
"Oh, Wan'er, you're not..." Shi Xuan made a motion of walking back and forth.
Chu Wan'er rolled her eyes: "At that time, people believed that those were ghosts, and that they were floating, but it was different from what Wan'er knew before. They had homes, food and drink. , Speaking of words and writings... that's not fierce at all, it really doesn't look like it!"
Shi Xuan smiled secretly: "Wan'er, what do you think a ghost should be like?"
"Well, green face and fangs, head but no body, body but no head, eyes but no mouth, mouth but no nose, intestines pierced through the belly, this is how it looks like." Chu Wan'er actually said so much in one breath, It's completely different from how I wanted to say polite and gentle just now. I don't know where I heard it from.
"Where did you hear this from?" Shi Xuan began to tell Chu Wan'er some things about ghosts and the difference between ordinary ghosts and evil ghosts.
While listening, Chu Wan'er murmured in a low voice: "That's what everyone else said."
The two of them were walking and talking, and unexpectedly encountered two evil ghosts on the road. Unfortunately, they were both shallow people, and even their spiritual intelligence had not yet recovered. They were solved by Shi Xuan with a golden blade divine wind slash. They were completely satisfied. Chu Wan'er's curiosity was finally met, and she finally saw the green-faced and fanged evil ghost and the evil ghost with pierced intestines and stomach. It was not in vain that Wan'er slept so late and followed the master up to the mountain where the cold wind blew. Well, although there were some good things Eat fruits.
When he walked to a hidden place, Shi Xuan saw a building complex built there. There were many houses and the appearance was quite luxurious. There were some patterns of evil spirits carved on it. It looked a bit spooky, but it was a pity that it was dilapidated. It looks like it hasn't been repaired for a long time.
Walking to the main entrance, there was a crooked plaque hanging on it with the seal characters of "Yi Gui Sect" written on it. Shi Xuan secretly smiled. He encountered this sect so quickly, so he might as well go in and take a look.
He picked up Chu Wan'er and cast an invisibility spell under her curious eyes. The two of them slowly faded into the air until they were completely invisible. Chu Wan'er's crisp voice rang out: "Master , Master! Is this invisibility? It’s so fun!”
Shi Xuan quickly told her to shut up, and then used a wall penetration technique. The two penetrated the bluestone wall and entered the Yigui Sect. Chu Wan'er covered her mouth tightly with her little hands, fearing that she would be too excited and accidentally say something. The magic is so amazing! so fun!
Shi Xuan led Chu Wan'er through several courtyards, towards the house with the lights still on, and then poked small holes to see what the people inside were doing.
Inside were two middle-aged men dressed as Taoist priests. They both paid attention to their appearance and had a certain air of immortality. One of them, a Taoist priest with a white face and a long beard, sighed to the other: "Brother, you are still the best." Follow me down the mountain. This battle with the Ghost Sect is over a long time ago. We might as well go down the mountain to find some powerful people and wealthy businessmen. With our methods, we are afraid that we will not be as prosperous and wealthy as we are in this shabby and deserted sect!”
"Hey, junior brother, senior brother knows that this is a good idea, but senior brother was brought up by his master and promised to take over the sect before he died. How can he abandon his ancestral business and go down the mountain." His face was slightly dark and short. Xu's Taoist priest also sighed and replied.
————I advanced two places today, eighteen, thank you all, the gap with the first four is not big, continue to ask for your support