One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 251: Return to Luodu

It's another early morning.

But some people will never see the morning mist turn into rainbows in the sunlight, or see the cold, damp and dark dissipate in the sunlight.

Perhaps the enemy who looked down on you the last moment died before dawn.

In a world where immortality exists, the one who lives longer is the biggest winner.

In the end, Zhao Fuyun never went to Xutang Pass again.

But someone came to find them.

He is an armored monk.

There are not many practitioners who wear armor, but there are some.

This armored monk is a Purple Mansion Army Master.

Lord of the Arms is a title of the Great Zhou Dynasty court. Once conferred by the Great Zhou Dynasty court, one will have an additional "supernatural power", so some cultivators are willing to give up the free and easy life in the mountains and go to the Great Zhou Dynasty court to enjoy wealth and honor.

Zhao Fuyun saw that the armor the other party was wearing seemed to be woven from rattan.

From an aesthetic point of view, it does not look good when worn on the body.

However, Zhao Fuyun could clearly feel the strong wood smell on his body, and since he walked over, an inexplicable fog had risen between the trees and grass all over the mountains and fields, and there seemed to be "weapons" hidden in the fog.

Zhao Fuyun had a feeling as if all the trees were bowing their heads and all the grass and forests were soldiers.

"I'm Lin Miaozhi. I've been ordered to come and check out Xutang Pass. Would you like to meet Master Ma?" said the monk in rattan armor.

In terms of his appearance, he is like a carrot head and is not tall, but his attitude is neither humble nor arrogant, which makes people dare not underestimate him.

Although Ma Sanhu looks fierce, he is not bad in dealing with people. He just speaks bluntly and rarely uses polite words.

He knew Lin Miaozhi's purpose, so he told him about how Xu Hongyu's wife in Xutangguan practiced dream magic and extracted dream fruits in dreams, which caused the deaths of many people.

The dream-building method is not a taboo method, and refining dream fruit is not something that cannot be done. As long as people do not die in the dream, no one will care. However, if people die because of refining dream fruit, then it is like a magic skill.

Therefore, the practitioners of the Dream Building Path often wander on the edge of the Demon Path.

After seeing too much treacherous human nature in dreams, it is inevitable that one will slowly lose his bottom line and feel that what he does is just an ordinary thing. After all, the scenes in dreams are always distorted and terrifying, which will lead to depravity if one indulges in them.

So when Ma Sanhu talked about Xu Hongyu's wife practicing the dream method to extract dream fruit, his brows furrowed.

Afterwards, it was said that someone had spied on the secret residence of spiritual herbs, but wanted to put the blame on the disciples of Tiandu Mountain. However, it turned into a hunt for the Jindan cultivators of Tiandu Mountain, but Tiandu Mountain launched a counter-ambush.

Lin Miaozhi was shocked and moved after hearing the traps set one after another. He did not expect that there would be another hunt for monks from Tiandu Mountain last night. He could not help but think of the old ancestor Wu who died in Tiandu Mountain more than ten years ago.

Many years later, this happened again, but he didn't know the outcome. From the looks of it, Tiandu Mountain was prepared.

Xu Hongyu disappeared and did not return to Xutangguan. At least Lin Miaozhi in front of him did not notice him.

"Escaped?" Zhao Fuyun thought to himself, "But it's normal to escape. If you find out something like this and go back to Xutangguan, you're a fool."

After that, Lin Miaozhi took his leave, saying that he would go and investigate the matter.

After thanking He Jindou for his help, Zhao Fuyun asked Ma Sanhu about Xun Lanyin.

He knew that Xun Lanyin must have come, but the sky was pitch black before and he could not see anything. After the darkness broke through, he only saw Ma Sanhu fighting with the shirtless man, and no trace of Xun Lanyin.

But he knew that someone must have entered Xutang Pass before.

"Junior Sister Xun should be going to hunt down the nightmare demon who came from the Midnight Sky." Ma Sanhu answered quickly.

"Is there any danger?" Zhao Fuyun asked quickly.

Ma Sanhu glanced at Zhao Fuyun and said, "Junior Sister Xun has been studying the art of refining weapons since Yu Chenguang left the mountain. She has many magical weapons and profound spells. What is there to fear from a mere nightmare demon?"

Zhao Fuyun didn't know that Xun Lanyin was so highly regarded by Ma Sanhu. But he knew that the senior brother Ma in front of him was very good at judging people like a sword that could cut through their hearts. Ordinary people were not worthy of his attention.

Of course, it can also be proved indirectly that Zhao Fuyun, who was contacted and ordered to do things by him several times, was also viewed differently by him.

However, Zhao Fuyun did not care about this. What he cared about was that after Yu Chenguang left the mountain, Master Xun began to study the method of refining weapons, and now he is known to have many magic weapons. He remembered that when Xun Lanyin was in Zifu, she still needed to borrow magic weapons from Yu Chenguang to open the secret house in Wuze.

Afterwards, Zhao Fuyun said goodbye to Ma Sanhu and went to Luodu.

However, on his way to Luodu, he heard a piece of news that the founder of the Jiefa School, who was said to have been dead for many years, was actually still alive.

Moreover, he even set up a plan to launch a surprise attack on the Tiandu Mountain's Golden Elixir, and there were rumors that the death of Wu Laozu of Tiandu Mountain more than ten years ago was suspected to be related to him.

The Jiefa Sect, which had declined into a foundation-building sect due to the loss of its Golden Core ancestor, collapsed immediately.

A few days later, Zhao Fuyun heard that the leader of the Red Flame Divine Sect had personally gone out to find the ancestor of the Jie Fa Sect.

It is said that the ancestor was hiding in a secret underground palace like a corpse. Someone used the method of moving mountains to move a mountain, revealing an underground river in the mountain. The ancestor who solved the problem was lying at the source of the spring until the mountain was moved away, which awakened him.

Some people think that he is hiding there with his five senses blocked.

After being dug out, he was awakened. He didn't know what secret method he practiced, so he was able to prolong his life for nearly a hundred years. But it can also be seen that the price of prolonging his life is not small. It seems that he will continue to fall into a deep sleep.

The weather was gloomy and light snow started falling from the sky.

People are hurrying on the street.

Zhao Fuyun walked across the street, leaving a trail of footprints.

Here, on the outskirts of Luodu City, there is a small temple standing on the street. From a distance, the temple is all red. The red paint on the plaque above the temple has fallen off, making it difficult to see clearly.

Just from the red flames emanating from the temple, one can tell that this is the Red Flame Temple.

In the entire Great Zhou, there are the most numerous Chiyan Temples of all sizes.

The sky gradually darkened, and the fire in the temple became brighter.

The temple gate was wide open, obviously telling the world that the temple of Lord Chiyan welcomed monks from all over the world.

Zhao Fuyun walked in, and his figure naturally appeared in the fire in the temple.

Zhao Fuyun was not afraid of the cold wind, but after entering the temple, he still felt a warmth coming over him, which completely eliminated the coldness in his body.

Zhao Fuyun looked up at the statue.

The appearance of this statue was different from any other statue Zhao Fuyun had seen. All the other Red Flame Gods he had seen, no matter what their appearances were, were male, but this one was female.

He saw the tablet under the statue read: "The seventh incarnation of Lord Chiyan, the Goddess Xihe."

This was the first time Zhao Fuyun saw it.

After he entered the temple, he did not hide his body, but no one came out until he burned a stick of incense to the goddess in red.

A female temple priest in a red robe came out. The red robe she wore was the same as the one on the statue of the deity.

When she saw Zhao Fuyun turning sideways, she was slightly stunned, because this person gave her a familiar feeling, but it felt strange after she saw his face.

That familiar feeling had nothing to do with appearance, but rather with temperament, that kind of extraordinary temperament. However, now that she looked at this person, there was a misty feeling about him.

Moreover, their looks were very different, and at the same time, she could sense the other person's anger, and there was a sense of fusion with the goddess's statue.

"I don't know which church member is visiting this small temple. Please come in for some tea."

She regarded Zhao Fuyun as a member of the Red Flame Divine Religion. Of course, she also performed a Red Flame Divine Religion ritual.

Zhao Fuyun looked at the female temple priest who had bought talismans from his talisman shop and taken them home to study, and he couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

Time flies. Only by looking back at the road you have traveled and seeing that the people you knew are still there but have changed to a certain extent, can you confirm the reality of this world and the passage of time.

She was still very young then, but now she is obviously more mature.

He was curious about the reception within the Red Flame Sect, so he returned the gift.

He had been in Mount Qiyun for so long, so naturally he learned it.

"So he's a fellow member of the Xiangyang Sect." Yang Xiao'e said with her head down. She felt that if the face of the fellow member in front of her was covered, he would be the mysterious owner of the talisman shop who had returned.

Zhao Fuyun performed the Xiangyang School's "ceremonial of meeting".

Yang Xiao'e brought Zhao Fuyun inside and called out, "Xiaodie, serve the tea."

The two men came to a room where there was a stove with charcoal burning in it. The two men sat next to the stove.

The stove is half a person's height, which is just right when you sit down. The edge of the stove is wide enough to hold tea cups.

After the two sat down, the girl named Xiaodie came out with a pot of tea and a jar of tea leaves in her hands.

Neither the teapot nor the tea leaves are refined products.

Zhao Fuyun felt the heat from the furnace, and his eyes could even see the red charcoal in the furnace.

The little girl named Xiaodie had a look of indifference on her face. Zhao Fuyun saw a red birthmark on her face. The birthmark was very large and covered her eyes, and she used her hair to cover that half of her face.

She reached directly into the stove and took out two pieces of burning charcoal, placed them in two cups, then grabbed some tea leaves from the jar and poured the water from the tea into the cups. In just a moment, the water began to boil.

She immediately covered it, presented it to Yang Xiao'e and Zhao Fuyun, and then left with the teapot and tea leaves.

Zhao Fuyun wanted to scratch his head.

This girl has personality, this was Zhao Fuyun’s first thought.

"I'm sorry, Xiaodie is a bit of a loner and has a miserable life. If I have offended you, please forgive me, senior brother." Yang Xiao'e said apologetically.

Zhao Fuyun could guess why the girl was like this.

Yang Xiaoe then introduced: "This charcoal is made from the heartwood of cedar trees, and the tea is fire dragon flower. Although it is not a particularly famous tea, it is also a specialty of our temple."

She picked up the teacup and raised it towards Zhao Fuyun. Zhao Fuyun also picked up the cup, looked at the strange tea inside, took a sip, tasted it, and then took another sip. He said, "It's a bit strange, but not bad. You should like it after a few more times."

"As long as senior brother doesn't hate it, it's fine." Yang Xiao'e said slowly, her voice slow and soft.

Zhao Fuyun looked around the simple house. In his opinion, it could be considered poor for a man to practice here with a boy.

"Senior Brother, have you ever been to Luodu before?" Yang Xiao'e suddenly looked up and asked.

Zhao Fuyun nodded and said, "I remember that it wasn't you in this temple before?"

Yang Xiaoe was silent for a moment, then said, "That should be my master."

"Oh, I wonder where your master has gone?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"She is trapped in hell." Yang Xiao'e said sadly.

"Oh, you have a lamp in your hand. Even if it can't illuminate the darkness, it should be able to protect yourself and find the way, right?" Zhao Fuyun asked. He knew the characteristics of the Nether Prison. It was utterly dark inside, and the darkness could obscure people's thoughts.

"That's true. The magic of our Red Flame Cult can dispel darkness and nightmares in the dark, but it will also attract darkness. With the lamp in hand, the entire darkness is the enemy. Brother, you probably have never been to the Nether Prison."

Of course Zhao Fuyun didn't know her master, but he had seen the priest in this temple before, but it wasn't her.

It was just a casual question, but he never thought that the temple keeper had actually entered the Hell, and this time he was going to enter the Hell.

"I've heard of Youyu, but I've never been there. The last time I came to Luodu, I just passed by in a hurry." Zhao Fuyun said.

"The Netherworld, the Netherworld, it is so deep and unknowable. Once you fall into it, it is like being imprisoned, that is why it is called the Netherworld." Yang Xiao'e said.

"How long have you been trapped there?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"One year and three months." said Yang Xiao'e.

"Haven't you looked for it?" Zhao Fuyun asked Yang Xiao'e.

"I have been there three times, but all failed. Every time I go in, I have to prepare spiritual stones to restore my mana, various talismans, and pay a sum of spiritual stones to enter the Netherworld. I have saved up enough and am ready to go in again. Brother, if you have nowhere to stay, you can stay here for a long time and help me take care of the small temple. If you have time, please teach Xiaodie her lessons."

Yang Xiao'e actually said all this to a stranger like him whom she had just met once.

"You, is it not nice to say these to me? What if I am a bad person?" Zhao Fuyun suddenly said with a smile.

"Brother, your aura is pure and upright and can blend with the statue. You are definitely not a bad person. Although my cultivation is not high, I can tell the good from the bad." Yang Xiao'e seemed quite confident when he said this and smiled at Zhao Fuyun.

"Uh, are you planning to go alone?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"No, I'm with Sister Jing, and by the way, we'll form a contract with other people." Yang Xiao'e said helplessly and sadly, holding his teacup.

She was helpless because she didn't have enough skills, and worried that the longer time went on, the smaller the chance of finding her master.

(End of this chapter)