Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 969: Meet fellow Taoist

There is a saying in the world of spiritual practice: "The depths of the clouds do not know Xianxia Island, but the sharpness of Changjian Mountain is unparalleled." It refers to the two major sects of Xianxia Island and Changjian Mountain, although in fact it is impossible for the major sects to be convinced. Xianxia Island and Changjian Mountain are the leaders of the Immortal Path, but when it comes to fame, these two are indeed the most widely spread.

Xianxia Island is famous for its mystery. This mystery is not only for other Dao, but also for people in the Immortal Dao. Basically, not many immortals can know the location of Xianxia Island for a long time, because the location of Xianxia Island is changing. Yes, even the foreign sects of Xianxia Island may not know where Xianxia Island is located, and the foreign sects of Xianxia Island will basically not declare any relationship with Xianxia Island. They are all independent in the eyes of outsiders. Sect.

However, Ji Yuan also has acquaintances on Xianxia Island. In the past, he and Chang Yi and other Xianxia Island monks exterminated demons, and even refined the fairy rope with Zhu Tingtao. They all told Ji Yuan Invitation, so Ji Yuan also has a way to find Xianxia Island.

In the cultivation world and some people with earthly feelings, it is widely spread that Xianxia Island is located in the East China Sea. In fact, Ji Yuan knows that Xianxia Island is only in the East China Sea most of the time. In fact, it may be in the four seas, or even the desert sea.

However, Ji Yuan did not immediately take out the guiding talisman given by Zhu Tingtao, but flew towards Yunshan.

"Hey Jiyuan, where is the east side? Do you want to go to Yunshan Temple first?"

Haizhi reminded him, and Ji Yuan shook his head.

"No, Ji stopped by to pick up a fellow Taoist."

"Meet fellow Taoist?"

"Well, a fellow Taoist who has been waiting for many years."

Haizhi was slightly startled. What other masters did he not know about? But Haechi is not in a hurry, he will know soon anyway.

Not long after, Ji Yuan and Haezhi were already in the sky above Bingzhou. As expected, Ji Yuan did not go directly to the Yunshan Mountains, but fell towards a town in Bingzhou.

About when the sky was hundreds of feet above the town, Ji Yuan and Haezhi both looked far away in the direction of Yunshan. There was a faint white light emerging on the horizon, getting closer and closer.

More than ten breaths later, the white light had reached the vicinity of Ji Yuan and Xie Zhi, and transformed into an energetic old man with white beard and white hair. He was Qin Zizhou, the World Traveling God.

"Mr. Ji, Mr. Hae!"

"Qin Gong!" "Qin Shenjun!"

The three of them bowed to each other, and Haechi asked one more question out of curiosity.

"Qin Shenjun, are you also here to pick up that fellow Taoist?"

Qin Zizhou stroked his beard and nodded.

"I felt that the time had come, so I rushed over immediately. I wanted to inform Mr. Ji, but he had already arrived first, so it saved me the trouble."

"Ji also has this matter in mind. It's just a coincidence. Let's go, let's go together."

"Please!"

Haizhi couldn't help but grin when he saw Ji Yuan and Qin Zizhou knowing everything. These two guys liked playing riddles, so he didn't ask any questions.

‘It’s so mysterious, you’ll know it soon. ’

The three of them fell together towards the city below, which was Dongle County in Bingzhou.

This time, Ji Yuan didn't stick to anything when entering the city from outside the city. He landed in the center of the city with Xie Zhi and Qin Zizhou. After walking a few steps north along the central avenue, he arrived at a majestic place. In front of the mansion of a wealthy family.

Xie Zhi looked up and saw that the plaque on the front door of the wealthy family said "Huang Mansion", followed by a small inscription that said "House of Hundreds of Good Deeds".

‘Could it be that the Taoist friend Ji Yuan mentioned was a mortal? ’

Something obviously happened to this wealthy family. Several carriages had stopped outside. At this moment, carriages and horses also stopped. A servant of the Huang Mansion immediately ran out and nodded and bowed in front of the carriage.

"Mr. Xu, are you here? Come in quickly!"

The coachman got out of the car and put the stool away, while the Huang Mansion's servant reached out to help the people in the car, but the curtain opened and an old Confucian scholar wearing a square scarf walked out.

"Thank you, Xu can walk on his own without any support!"

"Yes, sir, please! I will be very happy that you can come all the way."

The servant of the Huang Mansion took a step back, and the Confucian scholar on the carriage quickly stepped down, his figure looking very strong.

"No matter how far away we are, Xu will definitely come after hearing about this, please."

While the Confucian scholar was speaking, his eyes swept across the carriages and horses in front of the Huang Mansion and the streets in front of the Huang Mansion. He happened to see Ji Yuan and the other three, and couldn't help but take a second look.

"Uh, Mr. Xu, but I saw..."

The Confucian scholar shook his head.

"Don't worry, the messenger from the Yin Division has not arrived yet, there will still be some time."

"That's good, that's good! The ninth master hasn't come back yet... Oh, please, sir!"

The Confucian scholar nodded, and then followed the servants of the Huang Mansion into the mansion.

"Oh? He noticed us. He seems to be a well-behaved scholar."

This statement made by Haezhi is the same as some statements in the world of spiritual practice today. Confucian scholars who have made achievements in literature and Taoism are also defined as a kind of practitioner.

"By the way, we're not going in?"

"Come in later."

Hearing Ji Yuan's words, Haezhi was stunned for a moment. Who else is coming?

However, Haezhi's doubts did not last long. Soon he knew who Ji Yuan was referring to. At the end of the street, out of sight of ordinary people, there was a gloomy air permeating the air.

With the Yin Qi clearing the way, a group of people were walking forward. Some were holding umbrellas, some were equipped with knives, some were wearing chains, and some were holding books and pens. All of these people were wearing Neat uniforms for the officers, with the first two wearing high hats and the others also worn by the officers.

"Messenger of the Underworld! Someone is going to die inside?"

Haizhi is very surprised because he has not been able to detect the death aura of the Huang Mansion until now. As long as a monk with some Taoism can faintly detect this kind of thing, even a mortal with keen intuition is likely to feel it. And he, Xiezhi, a majestic divine beast, had recovered some of his state, and he didn't even notice it at all.

"Hahahaha, fellow Taoist Hao, it's not that your spiritual perception is wrong, but it's that there really isn't any death energy here."

While Xie Zhi was talking to Qin Zizhou, the Yin Si messenger had already arrived in front of the Huang Mansion, but instead of entering directly like a normal seducer, he waited at the gate.

"The messenger from the Yinsi is waiting outside the door, waiting for the wise man to die. It seems that this house of hundreds of virtues is worthy of its name, but it seems that they can't receive anyone, right?"

Haizhi already understood that the Taoist friend Ji Yuan and Qin Zizhou mentioned was probably the same one the Yinsi envoy was waiting for.

"Even if we miss, we're not far off. Let's go."

Ji Yuan actually doesn’t play riddles very often, but I have to say, this feels good.

The three of them stopped talking and walked directly towards the Huang Mansion. The messenger from the Yin Division over there seemed to have just noticed the approach of the three of them, but the first two Japanese travel gods recognized Ji Yuan at a glance. The immortal who drove away a real demon with Long Jun in Dongle County.

Riyu Shen whispered a few words to the left and right, and then all the Yinsi messengers turned around and bowed together when Ji Yuan and others approached.

"We are waiting to meet Mr. Ji and the two immortals!"

Ji Yuan nodded.

"This is Mr. Xie, and this is Qin Shenjun. Huang Xingye has passed away and has some interactions with ordinary people. It may disturb everyone's soul worship. I hope the messenger from the Yin Division will forgive me."

"Mr. Ji, if you need my help, just give me your instructions."

"Well, let's wait for the Huang family descendants and friends to say goodbye to Huang Xingye, and then go in together. You can pick up your souls, and we'll invite our fellow Taoists."

Haizhi is confused again now. Can the messenger from the Yin Division still summon souls? So it wasn’t Huang Xingye who was picked up by Ji Yuan?

"I said Ji Yuan, it's time to tell me, right?"

In the tense situation, Ji Yuan was still able to enjoy the hardships. Seeing that Haezhi finally couldn't hold it in any longer, he smiled and answered in a low voice.

"A human god? Is there really such a thing? Uh no, is there really such a god?"

Haizhi has always thought that the human-body **** was a fabrication created by the current spiritual world, because he had never seen it and had never heard of it before.

"Yes, there is one inside."

Qin Zizhou answered affirmatively that he had been paying close attention to this place for many years and would secretly protect Huang Xingye in order to protect this fragile god.

Ji Yuan has talked about exorcising real demons before, but he has never talked about Huang Xingye’s human spirit. This time he took the opportunity to tell Haechi about the slightly concealed past events.

About two and a half days later, a quarter of an hour after the carriage of Huang Xingye's ninth son arrived, Ji Yuan and others were ready to leave.

"It seems that Huang Xingye worked hard and finally waited for his youngest son to see him for the last time."

"Mr. Ji, the time has come, can I go in?"

"Okay, let's go in together."

Ji Yuan and the other three walked towards the inside of the Huang Mansion together with the messenger from the Yin Division, and a gust of Yin wind slowly blew inward.

Huh...huh...

In the big house in the backyard of the Huang Mansion, almost everyone from the Huang family and some friends gathered here. After Huang Jiulang returned home, Huang Xingye was so excited that his condition took a turn for the worse. Everyone who could get there rushed there in a short time. Come over.

Beside the bed, an old doctor took his pulse and stood up, shaking his head slightly.

"I have tried my best, but the ginseng soup can't hold on any longer."

"Dad!" "Huang Gong"

"Master..."

The Huang family all looked at the bed with concern. Huang Jiulang was sitting on his knees beside the bed, holding Huang Xingye's hand.

"Dad, do you have anything to tell the children?"

Huang Xingye shook his head slightly.

"I, this life, is enough..."

Huh...huh...

A slightly cold wind blew in. The Confucian scholar surnamed Xu in the room was the first to notice it, and then looked towards the door. On the other side of the corridor, a group of people shrouded in gloomy air were slowly approaching. .

"Huang Gong, everyone, the messenger from the Yin Division is here to pick us up."

Nowadays, some respectable families, if they have the ability, will usually invite truly virtuous and knowledgeable people to come when their family members are about to die, because they are already extraordinary in a sense and can see the messengers of the underworld coming.

When the scholar surnamed Xu said this, some of the Huang family were scared, some were excited, some were at a loss, and some came to the bedside and grabbed Huang Xingye's hand.

The envoy from the Yinsi entered the room and saluted the Confucian scholar surnamed Xu. The latter also bowed respectfully. All the relatives and friends of the Huang family looked in the direction of the Confucian scholar's return salute. Although there was nothing there, the envoy from the Yinsi must be there. , some people also noticed that Huang Xingye on the bed also turned his head and looked there, as if he really saw something.

The leading Riyushen took a step forward and saluted Huang Xingye before saying.

"Huang Gong, your time has come. Lord Chenghuang asked us to come to invite you! Please get up quickly!"

When Riyoushen spoke, Huang Xingye on the bed seemed to have regained his energy and strength. He slowly stood up and sat up. No, it was a soul that sat up, not a person. Looking for Shuyuanｗww.zhaoshuyuan.com because there was still something on the bed. One is lying down.

"Dad——" "Master!"

Huang Xingye died, and all the relatives and friends of the Huang family began to cry. The Confucian scholar surnamed Xu looked at Huang Xingye who was standing in front of the messenger of the underworld and bowed again.

"Well done, Mr. Huang."

"Thank you Mr. Xu for sending me."

However, what was strange for the Confucian scholar named Xu was that the messenger from the Yins did not take Huang Xingye away immediately, but waited aside. The soul of Huang Xingye himself seemed to be very curious.

Then, three people walked in from outside the house. The relatives and friends of the Huang Mansion also failed to notice it, but the Confucian scholar named Xu could clearly see that the three people were the people he met outside the house two days ago.

Ji Yuan took the lead and walked in with Xie Zhi and Qin Zizhou. The messengers from the Yin Division saluted them one after another, but Ji Yuan just nodded to them, and then walked to Huang Xingye's body, surrounded by a golden-red shimmer. On the corpse, there are the spells he left behind as well as the light within the corpse.

"Huang Daoyou, you must still recognize Ji, come with us!"

Qin Zizhou also smiled.

"Please show up, Daoist friend Huang!"

Not long after the two of them finished speaking, the golden-red light on Huang Xingye’s body became stronger, and then continued to shrink and converge to the forehead, and then slowly went down, and finally a diffuse light came out from Huang Xingye’s nostrils. The mini-figure with golden red light looks exactly like Huang Xingye.

"You are Mr. Ji, you are Qin Shenjun, I am here to help you two fellow Taoists!"

"Please!"

Ji Yuan stretched out his right hand, and Xiao Huang Xingye jumped into his palm.

Haizhi stared with wide eyes at the little god-man as big as half a melon seed in Ji Yuan's hand. Although his body was small, his spirit was endless, as if he was made of the heaven and earth.

"Is there really a human god? Are humans really the spirits of heaven and earth?"

Until this moment, Haechi had to admit that the human body is a small world.