One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 252: Old Friend

In the room, there was a fire, illuminating two people sitting by the fire.

Zhao Fuyun suddenly wanted to eat some barbecue, but he could feel the mood emanating from Yang Xiao'e opposite him: sadness, helplessness, strength and courage, but there was also a lingering fear in her eyes.

That fear comes from one's own weakness and powerlessness against that terrifying hell.

Ever since she could remember, this hell had swallowed up many people, some she knew and some she didn't. But she had heard a lot about it, her master had also told her about it, and she had been in there herself and experienced the horror of that hell firsthand.

"Oh, by the way, I still don't know my senior brother's name?" Yang Xiao'e glanced at Zhao Fuyun and lowered his head again.

"My last name is Zhao." Zhao Fuyun said after a moment's hesitation, but did not say his last name.

Yang Xiao'e did not ask any further questions. Most of the time, she was not the kind of person who liked to make things difficult for others.

"So, Senior Brother Zhao, are you coming to Luo City for a trip?" Yang Xiao'e asked.

"No, I am preparing to enter the Hell." Zhao Fuyun said.

Yang Xiao'e was a little surprised, but felt it was normal because most people who came here wanted to enter the Nether Prison.

People come and go, some go in and never come out, while others go in and bring out treasures or opportunities.

"Senior Brother Zhao, you also want to go to the Nether Prison, then..." Yang Xiao'e wanted to ask him to go in with him, but then he remembered that he was not alone, there was Sister Jing, and other people too.

Not long after, footsteps were heard at the door and a tall woman walked in. She was wearing leather armor and had a broadsword hanging at her waist.

Three male cultivators followed behind her and walked in. When she saw Zhao Fuyun and Yang Xiao'e, she was stunned for a moment.

Because she only felt Yang Xiao'e.

"Sister Jing, this is Senior Brother Zhao from the Xiangyang Sect. He is also going to the Nether Prison." Yang Xiao'e stood up and said quickly.

Sister Jing knew what Yang Xiaoe was like, and her eyes immediately fell on Zhao Fuyun. She wanted to know what kind of person this person was and wanted to understand him. However, before she spoke, the three male cultivators behind her said, "Jing Jing, if you want to add a stranger, that won't work."

The other party only saw the side profile of Zhao Fuyun. They knew Jing Jing and Yang Xiao'e and their backgrounds.

"Uh, three brothers, these are fellow believers in our church. There won't be any problem." Yang Xiao'e said anxiously.

"Whether there is a problem or not is not up to you to decide. We brothers do not make a pact with strangers. If you have not been in Luocheng for many years, we would not agree to make a pact with you and enter the Nether Prison. You should know that when you made a pact with someone and entered the Nether Prison, only two people came back. Everyone in this area knows about it."

Jing Jing turned around, her face changed slightly. Over the years, she had not been to the Nether Prison. Instead, she and Yang Xiao'e did other things together, such as night patrol, field patrol, mountain guarding, exorcism, spell training, cultivation enlightenment, swordsmanship coach, and guarding the courtyard.

I have never entered the Nether Prison again. One of the reasons is that I felt how dangerous it was. The second reason is that when I led a team into the Nether Prison, several people died in that manor. I still feel resentful about it, and sometimes I dream about going back there, and when I wake up I am covered in cold sweat.

Of course, there is another reason, which is that her reputation in the neighborhood is not very good. People nearby are unwilling to form a bond with her. After all, she had been involved in that incident before.

The reason why she has to go into the Nether Prison again is because Yang Xiao'e needs to go in to find her master. She knows that Yang Xiao'e's master has raised Yang Xiao'e since she was a child. She is both a master and a mother.

Ever since she came out of the dark prison that year, she has often come to this temple and is very familiar with the temple keeper.

"Are you two familiar with the Nether Prison?" Zhao Fuyun suddenly asked.

The male cultivator did not say anything, but just kept his eyes on Zhao Fuyun. They suddenly felt that Zhao Fuyun might not be simple and might be a Purple Mansion cultivator, because that kind of demeanor was not something they could match.

Yang Xiao'e didn't say anything because she didn't know how to say it.

Jing Qing then said, "No one dares to say that they are familiar with the Nether Prison. They can only say that they are familiar with some places. In the endless darkness of the Nether Prison, although the terrain rarely changes, there will always be great terrors in the Nether Prison, no matter how deep or shallow. Maybe the place you went to last time was not dangerous, but the next time you go there, there will be terrifying existences waiting for you."

"Oh, if you can master most of the maps of the Nether Prison, I would like to hire you into the Nether Prison, is that okay?" Zhao Fuyun asked seriously.

"We entered the Nether Prison not to earn spirit stones, but to find Xiao'e's master." Jing Jing said seriously.

"It doesn't matter, we can start from the route that Xiao'e's master took." Zhao Fuyun said.

Jing Jing was very surprised. In her mind, Zhao Fuyun had unknown origins. Although Xiao E said he was a fellow church member, she didn't dare to believe it easily. Moreover, he was so handsome and seemed mysterious. He entered the Nether Prison without telling her his purpose. Could it be that he was here to see the scenery?

"Haha." The three male cultivators behind him suddenly sneered, "Jing Jing, you dare to follow someone with unknown origins and purposes into the Nether Prison? Be careful that you will be tricked into going in for soul sacrifice, blood sacrifice, body sacrifice, etc. Then you will be crying out to the heavens, but they will not respond, and you will be crying out to the earth, but the earth will not respond."

What he said was exactly what Jing Jing was worried about, because such a thing would indeed happen in the Nether Prison.

That is why there are often some terrifying existences in the underworld, some of which are created by people like this.

Zhao Fuyun did not argue with these people, but just looked at the three people with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

The three seemed unable to bear Zhao Fuyun's gaze and turned around and left. As they left, the leader said, "Jing Jing, this time, it is the Third Master Zheng who leads the team into the Nether Prison. This is a rare opportunity. Don't miss it. I'll give you one day to think about it. Report to the grain drying field tomorrow."

Although the other party was driven away by Zhao Fuyun's gaze, he still spoke to Jing Jing in a strong manner. Although he gave her some consideration, he still asked her to report directly.

The corners of Jing Jing's mouth twitched. She was attracted by the title of the Third Young Master Zheng. Here, the surname Zheng was too prestigious.

But she didn't say anything in the end. She walked step by step to Yang Xiao'e and came to the side of the stove.

Yang Xiao'e was standing while Zhao Fuyun was sitting. She looked at Zhao Fuyun. The firelight reflected on their faces. Zhao Fuyun could see a hint of struggle in her eyes.

He couldn't help but think of the time when she bought talismans in the talisman shop.

Her appearance had not changed much, but her whole attire had changed, becoming more neat, and her face had become more weathered and resolute.

She stared into Zhao Fuyun's eyes, as if she wanted to see his innermost thoughts from his eyes.

She wanted to see hypocrisy, cruelty, and viciousness. If she saw these, she would reject them, but she didn't see them.

She saw compassion and tenderness.

She thought it was an illusion because she also saw a hint of concern.

"Don't go with them, it will be very dangerous." Zhao Fuyun suddenly said.

"Can you tell fortunes?" Jing Jing asked.

"No, it's just a feeling." Zhao Fuyun said.

"Although feeling is something that practitioners cannot do without, but..." Before Jing Jing finished speaking, Zhao Fuyun interrupted her and raised his eyebrows, saying, "My feeling is very accurate."

"Xiao E, you guys get ready to go to the Netherworld." While Zhao Fuyun was speaking, he reached out and touched his waist, and found a spirit stone and a carving knife in his hand.

"I'll make some preparations as well." Zhao Fuyun said with a smile.

From what he said and his posture, Jing Jing and Yang Xiao'e could tell that he was going to make a talisman.

There are several ways to classify talismans, one of which is based on the different talisman papers. Of course, the better the talisman, the more people are willing to use expensive "talisman paper". Among them, talismans made of spiritual stones, although not the most expensive "talisman paper", are the most common among the expensive ones.

I saw Zhao Fuyun sitting there, making talismans as if no one was around.

The first thing he made was the Taixu Fire Disaster Talisman.

In the netherworld, there is boundless darkness, so the Taixu Fire Tribulation Talisman is naturally the first choice. Things in the darkness must be afraid of fire.

As his carving knife carved on the thumb-long spirit stone, a little flame actually gathered in the originally jade-white spirit stone, as if the flame in the furnace was reflected into the spirit stone.

Yang Xiao'e discovered that as Zhao Fuyun's carving knife moved on the spirit stone, the flames in the furnace seemed to rush to the tip of the carving knife, and followed the direction of the tip into the spirit stone, as if causing the spiritual energy condensed in the spirit stone to rotate.

When Zhao Fuyun stopped carving in one go, the ordinary spirit stone suddenly became mysterious. It was clearly in Zhao Fuyun's hand, but there was a faint feeling of nothingness. There was only a ball of mysterious fire in it, ready to burst out at any time.

Both Jing Jing and Yang Xiao'e's expressions changed, because they knew that the man in front of them had a cultivation level of at least Purple Mansion, and was unfathomable. At least his skill in talismans was beyond their understanding.

Zhao Fuyun placed the 'Taixu Fire Disaster Talisman' beside the stove, took out another piece and continued carving.

Of course, he could achieve the effect of the Taixu Fire Talisman through his own magic weapon, but that would consume a lot of energy.

Casting a spell does not involve simply reciting a mantra, but requires a pure mind to draw out the Dharma intent from deep within your heart and expand it between the outer world. This is a process.

There is a possibility that it will be interrupted by others, and it is not as fast as casting talismans.

So after he made ten pieces of 'Taixu Fire Tribulation Talismans' in succession, his understanding of the 'fire tribulation' in his heart actually deepened. He raised his head and glanced at the two women, because the meaning of the 'fire tribulation' in his heart had not been restrained.

Jing Jing and Yang Xiao'e only felt that Zhao Fuyun's eyes were stained with flames, and this flame was imprinted in their hearts. A nameless fire seemed to be about to surge. Their faces changed drastically, and before they could suppress it, the flame disappeared again.

Everything seems like an illusion.

The two women looked at each other and saw a hint of fear in each other's eyes.

They all couldn't help but take a step back quietly.

"Don't be afraid. I just carved too many talismans and the power was not able to be restrained in time." Zhao Fuyun said, "Well, I will give each of you a talisman as an apology."

After saying that, Zhao Fuyun picked up a piece of the engraved 'Taixu Fire Tribulation Talisman' and threw it towards Yang Xiao'e. Yang Xiao'e hurriedly caught it and felt warm in his hand.

She looked down and saw traces of burning fire on the surface of the spirit stone. These traces constituted the 'Taixu Fire Tribulation Talisman'.

But he did not give it to Jing Jing immediately. Instead, he took out another spirit stone and started carving it on the spot.

He carved the Taiyue Zhenshen Talisman.

Yang Xiao'e is a member of the Red Flame Divine Religion and practices fire magic, so it is just right for her to have the Taixu Fire Tribulation Talisman. Jing Jing has both earth and gold magic power, so Zhao Fuyun decided to give her a Taiyue God-Suppressing Talisman.

In Zhao Fuyun's opinion, the Taiyue Zhenshen Talisman was no worse than the Taixu Fire Disaster Talisman. It took him about a cup of tea to carve one. After carving it, he threw it to Jing Jing. She took it with one hand and felt that the talisman was surprisingly heavy in her hand.

"Your talisman is called 'Taixu Fire Disaster Talisman', and yours is 'Taiyue God-Suppressing Talisman'. Go and feel it for yourself. Only when you combine the Dharma and your thoughts, will they have the magic of protecting yourself." After Zhao Fuyun finished speaking, he continued to carve his own talisman.

After carving a few Taiyue Zhenshen talismans, he carved some small talismans.

Not long after, it was daybreak. He had actually been carving talismans here all night.

Yang Xiao'e and Jing Jing were both standing not far away. They sat on chairs, not saying a word, just watching Zhao Fuyun carve the talisman that he had spent the whole night on.

Zhao Fuyun stood up, and they also stood up.

"I'm going to buy some things, and you guys should get ready. Once you're ready, we'll go to the Hell."

Zhao Fuyun entered Daying Market and came to his previous talisman shop.

Cloud Pattern Talisman, it still has this name.

However, it seems that business is much better than when I was here.

I also bought a few talisman pens and a few boxes of talisman ink.

Prepare to buy two dozen blue talisman papers.

He saw Huang Donglai, who looked a little older. He still liked to watch in the shop, even though his daughter was the one who actually ran the shop.

His daughter was calculating with an abacus.

Zhao Fuyun looked around, and Huang Donglai came up with a teapot in his hand and said, "Young man, you look familiar. Have you been to our shop before?"

"I've been here before." Zhao Fuyun said with a smile.

"Oh, no wonder. I was wondering why your figure looked so familiar. However, how could I not remember such a handsome man? Strange, strange." Huang Donglai said.

Zhao Fuyun smiled but did not answer.

"What do you want to buy, young man?" Huang Donglai asked casually.

"Give me two dozen blue talisman papers." Zhao Fuyun said, pointing to the blue talisman papers on the container inside.

"Okay, little brother. Although we can't say that the talisman paper here is the best in the entire Dayingfang City, it is definitely the most affordable. Xiaozhen, give me two dozen blue talisman papers and two more blue talisman papers."

"Yes, boss." A woman who was picking goods in the container responded crisply.

Huang Donglai's daughter Huang Zhi was counting on an abacus, but she would look up at Zhao Fuyun from time to time.

Zhao Fuyun could feel the scrutiny in her eyes.

However, she did not say anything until Zhao Fuyun got two dozen blue talisman papers.

After he left, Huang Zhi suddenly said, "His back looks a lot like the guy in the shop next door."

The shop next door?

Huang Donglai was puzzled.

"The one from before, Taoist Fuyun." Huang Zhi's reminder made Huang Donglai feel as if the fog had been cleared, and he immediately said, "It is indeed very similar."

So he chased out, but Zhao Fuyun had disappeared.

He came back with some regret and said, "This Taoist Master Fuyun must be a disciple of a big sect. He left suddenly without even saying goodbye. Your cousin Miaohua will come in two days. Ask her if she has heard of him."

(End of this chapter)