One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 255: The Disappearing Man and the Temple

Young Master Zheng San was studying a map in the room. The map had a black background and the sunlight shone through the window.

The white lines are winding and densely packed, forming a complex spider-web-like map.

This map was drawn step by step by the Zheng family over the years.

Among them is information they collected themselves, as well as route information collected from individual cultivators.

Valleys, rivers, forests, forbidden areas.

There were all kinds of symbols painted on these places, including circles, lines, triangles, and some were painted with flying birds, fish, and animal patterns, or marked with symbols in red.

In some places, there are paintings of temples or manors.

His family members advised him to follow the route taken by the previous team, because they felt that no matter what kind of desperate situation the previous team was in, they would definitely leave messages along the way, which was always better than taking another unfamiliar route.

And he was thinking about how to move forward.

In the dark prison, new dangers may appear when you return to the road you just walked.

Although the terrain has not changed much, the weirdness in the darkness is flowing like quicksand.

He raised his head and glanced at the sun outside the open window. The sunlight shone into his eyes. His brown-black eyes actually had double pupils.

The third son of the Zheng family, Zheng Ji, was born with double pupils and possessed incredible supernatural powers.

Since childhood, his eyes have been able to see through illusions, through the glitz and reach the essence.

With the practice over the years, everything he sees with his eyes will slow down, and all changes will be within his sight.

If it weren't for the fact that the Seventh Aunt of the Zheng family was imprisoned in the Nether Prison and because of the unusual movements in the Nether Prison in recent years, he, the talented son of the Zheng family, would not have set out so easily.

You know, he is less than 40 years old this year and is only a step away from the golden elixir.

However, the third son of the Zheng family strongly requested to go. He said that if other people from the Zheng family went in, it would be of no help and would not have much effect.

One of the reasons why the third son of Zheng had to go was that everyone in the Zheng family knew that the person who went in last time had a very good relationship with him.

After giving birth to Mr. Zheng San's mother, it seemed as if all her essence had been sucked away. She died soon after, and no medicine could cure her.

So the third son of Zheng was raised by his aunt, who was unmarried and treated him as her own son, so the third son of Zheng also regarded her as his mother.

The third son of the Zheng family wanted to go in, not only because his cultivation was the best after the ancestor of the Zheng family, but also because of sufficient emotional factors.

As the Zheng family's Golden Core Ancestor was in seclusion, even the current patriarch of the Zheng family could not completely suppress him, so he assigned him two Purple Mansion cultivators from the clan, and also invited a Purple Mansion cultivator from the Red Flame Divine Sect from Mount Qiyun, as well as several Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Suddenly, his brows furrowed, and the sunlight in the void seemed to be disturbed.

"Why haven't the three Tie brothers come back yet?" A thought came to his mind, and he immediately said, "Let's go to Xiaguang Temple to see why the three Tie brothers haven't come back yet."

"Yes." Someone responded immediately. I could only hear the voice but not see the person. However, there were footsteps going away quickly.

After one stick of incense.

There were footsteps approaching the window, followed by a voice: "My Lord, the Xiaguang Temple has disappeared."

"?" Zheng Ji thought he might have heard it wrong.

"Are you sure it's gone?"

"Yes, Third Young Master, it is missing. We did not see the Xiaguang Temple, so we did not dare to approach it. We immediately came back to report to the Third Young Master." said the voice outside the window.

If something that was supposed to be there is gone, the original place will not disappear, it's just that people can't see it anymore.

There was a hint of coldness in Zheng Ji's eyes. He knew that he had to resolve this matter as soon as possible, otherwise, the entire trip to the Nether Prison would make people lose confidence in him.

He turned around, walked to the door, pulled the knocker, and strode out. The two people at the door immediately followed him, almost stepping on his steps.

He walked very fast, with an invisible evil aura.

The news had spread invisibly, and someone went to look for the Tie brothers. Later, everyone discovered that the Xiaguang Temple had disappeared, and it was difficult to keep it secret.

"The Third Young Master is here, the Third Young Master is here..."

"Third Young Master..."

"Meet the Third Young Master..."

Different voices came into Zheng Ji's ears, but he ignored them. In his eyes, the Xiaguang Temple that originally existed there was indeed gone, and there was only nothingness, as if there was a layer of invisible smoke and cloud covering the Xiaguang Temple.

However, when his eyes glowed with strange light, an ordinary temple appeared in his eyes, and the temple also emerged from nothingness. However, the originally ordinary temple now exuded a sense of weirdness and mystery.

"It appeared, it appeared, the Third Young Master is really amazing."

"The Third Young Master's magic is mysterious and wonderful!"

Immediately, there was an endless stream of exclamations from all around.

Zheng Ji did not relax at all. Although the spell that concealed the temple was broken by him, he knew that it was his own supernatural power that naturally restrained it. If it were not for his eyes that could see through illusions, the others would surely disappear from the eyes of the world after entering.

In everyone's eyes, the temple appeared, but there was still nothingness inside the temple.

Not the darkness, but the nothingness.

There is nothing, but I can't see clearly. It's very strange and weird.

Then the voices of praise became quieter again.

Young Master Zheng San stood outside and looked, his eyes shining, and he could clearly see the statue opposite the temple.

The statue appeared in his eyes, but it seemed to be sinking in the water. He dragged it up, but it sank again in the blink of an eye.

He strode over.

"Third Young Master." One of the people who followed him shouted. This person was from the Zheng family, but only from a side branch. He was sent to help the Third Young Master with miscellaneous matters and also to be a bodyguard.

Of course, his cultivation was not as good as Zheng Ji's, so all he could do was remind, advise, and sacrifice himself when necessary.

His name is Zheng Yingzhong.

"Let's go in and take a look first." Zheng Yingzhong said.

Zheng Ji did not speak, nor did he turn around, he just waved his hand backwards. Zheng Yingzhong did not say anything else, he had already advised him, because he knew that no one could change what the Third Young Master had decided. In the entire Zheng family, few people could disobey the Third Young Master. Of course, the Third Young Master's decision was always correct.

The Third Young Master always seems to be able to see through the essence of things and not be confused by some falsehoods.

Zheng Ji walked in, his eyes shining with a strange light. The moment he entered the temple, everyone saw the invisible statues in the temple immediately appear.

Immediately, some people applauded and some cheered.

However, in everyone's eyes, when the Third Young Master turned around the door and went inside, the moment his view was blocked by the wall, the statue quickly disappeared.

The people outside fell silent instantly.

The two people who came with Zheng Ji couldn't help but walk forward a few steps and look from the side to see if Zheng Ji was still there, but they saw nothing. Zheng Ji came to the depths of the temple, and all the "nothingness" was opened up by his eyes, and soon he saw the three brothers of the Tie family.

He came to the three Tie brothers and found that they were pale, as if they had encountered some great horror.

He did not touch these three people rashly, but watched in the temple, looking for the person who cast the spell.

But in his eyes, he saw nothing, and those things that had disappeared and did not exist appeared one by one.

Finally, he set his sights on the three Tie brothers.

As he looked at them, the three Tie brothers appeared from nothingness. Then, Zheng Ji stretched out his finger and touched Tie Da's brow.

His index finger glowed with a mysterious light.

This is the Dongxuan Finger, which is passed down from generation to generation in the Zheng family. It is said that if one practices it to a high level, it can break all laws and kill the enemy through the air, making it impossible to defend against.

"break!"

When Zheng Ji's finger pointed at Tie Da's brow, he uttered this spell at the same time.

The sound that suddenly appears from the silence breaks the tranquility. This artistic conception of breaking has the nature of breaking the law.

Mantras are sometimes pronounced according to the place and time; they are not fixed.

The sense of suppression on the three Tie brothers, which had been holding them down and making them unable to move or speak, was immediately broken and disintegrated.

"Thank you, Third Young Master, for rescuing me." Tie Da immediately bowed to express his gratitude.

"Who did you meet?" Zheng Ji didn't care about their thanks and asked immediately.

Tieda thought about it, but didn't know how to describe it, but he couldn't help but say: "This person is very good-looking, but his face is a bit feminine..."

"Wearing a sky blue Taoist robe," Tie Er added.

"He was wearing a black and red bracelet on his wrist..." Tiesan added.

"His hair, including the hair on his forehead and temples, was neatly tied into a bun on top of his head with a Taoist scarf entangled around it, and the hair at the back was draped over his back." Tieda recalled again.

"On the left side of his belt hung a small copper seal and a treasure bag, and on the right side hung a yellow gourd." Tie Er added.

"He was wearing grey-white animal-skin boots with no patterns on them, and his clothes were neither robes nor boots."

"His eyes are very special, as if there is a hazy fog wrapped in them." Tie San said again.

Zheng Ji listened carefully until they stopped describing the stranger's appearance.

"Did this person say anything?" Zheng Ji asked further: "How did he make you fall under the spell?"

"He suddenly came closer and patted us, and we couldn't move. But before he patted us, he said something strange," Tieda recalled.

"What?" Zheng Ji asked.

"We asked him where he came from, but he said that all living things in the world came from nothingness. Where is my hometown? I can't tell it clearly myself."

"It is also said that all living things in the world came from nothingness and will sink into nothingness. Perhaps we are just a delusion of some sacred being."

Tieda had never thought that he could remember it so clearly. These words seemed to be deeply imprinted in the depths of his soul.

As he spoke, he didn't realize that his tone had changed. He actually imitated Zhao Fuyun's tone and voice and said, "We came from nothingness, and we will all return to nothingness?"

"No matter how much you deny it, it's the fact."

As Tieda finished speaking, Zheng Ji suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

I felt like there was a mysterious Dharma force eroding me.

I don't know when I heard a strange voice in my ears.

[They may be born from the yin and yang of heaven and earth, or they may be born from the will of all living things. Therefore, all living things, all gods in heaven, are born from nothingness. ]

【And we, born from nothingness, shall eventually return to nothingness. 】

【Everything came from nothing to something, and then back to nothing again. Who can be sure that our existence is not just some delusion in the mind of some god?】

The strange feeling in Zheng Ji's heart quickly turned into a sense of danger. He felt like he had fallen into a quagmire and was sinking rapidly. His mouth, nose, and ears were all submerged and he could not breathe.

He felt that he was disappearing, moving from the peak of life to nothingness, becoming one with the light, one with the air, and becoming a part of nothingness.

He felt like he was in a dream, and when he woke up everything was gone.

Like a bubble that is quickly dissipating.

The three Tie brothers who were standing nearby also noticed this scene. They themselves fell into a state of being neither here nor there, and became addicted to it, unable to extricate themselves.

"No!"

Zheng Ji shouted in his heart.

From the depths of the soul, a finger of "Dongxuan" is raised.

"break!"

The fingers of his right hand surged with a strong mysterious light, and they touched where the sound was strongest, where he felt the sound came from.

In the void, there seemed to be a mysterious light shining, cutting through the fog, and the Dharma meaning that remained in this small temple quickly dissipated between heaven and earth.

The temple, which was originally vague, and everything in the temple quickly became clear.

Faintly, Zheng Ji seemed to see a person sitting next to the stove, and a figure was flying away.

The figure was just as described by the three Tie brothers.

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. The three Tie brothers behind him thanked Zheng Ji once again.

"Thank you, Third Master, for saving me again."

Zheng Ji ignored it and walked around the temple. After not finding anything special, he turned around and left the temple.

After leaving the temple, he was immediately greeted with a wave of compliments, but Zheng Ji knew very well that what he encountered was just a piece of Dharma left there by others.

Even so, he almost fell into the ditch, and he had already firmly memorized the shadow of that person in his heart.

He was already certain where the people in the Xiaguang Temple had gone. Since the other party had such ability, the magic mirror and guards at the entrance of the Nether Prison might not be able to stop him at all.

"Let's go back and get ready as soon as possible and enter the Netherworld." Zheng Ji felt an unknown fear in his heart, which turned into an inexplicable anger.

Because he recalled that although the Dharma left by the other party was mysterious, the other party's cultivation was not higher than his. If it was higher than his, he would be a Jindan cultivator, and he would probably be trapped in that temple today.

I almost suffered a serious defeat at the hands of someone in the same realm, so how could I not get it back?

He felt that this was a trap carefully set by the other party.

(End of this chapter)