One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 342 Chapter 343: Temple Incense

A yellow light emerged from the ground in the distance, turned into a bead above Zhao Fuyun's head, and sank into his fontanelle.

Zhao Fuyun looked up at the sky, and it seemed as if there was a pair of eyes watching here in the dark.

Zhao Fuyun didn't know what it was, but it gave him a very bad feeling. He suddenly thought that the Yun family's enemies might not only come from this area, but also from that unknown place.

Is it in the legendary sky curtain, or somewhere else?
He withdrew his gaze, and the feeling faded away. He continued to embroider his undershirt until a year later, when he had finished embroidering the undershirt and boots and put them on again. He wore a white undershirt, an orange robe, and a pair of gray-brown boots made of crocodile skin.

When he put on these, his whole temperament instantly became restrained. The breath that originally exuded like wind and smoke seemed to become restrained as the clothes wrapped around his body.

His whole demeanor changed from being outspoken to being reserved, then to being elegant, and finally slowly becoming that elusive aura. He stood there, yet it seemed as if he would disappear into the void at any moment.

He returned to the cave and packed up some things. Then he stretched out his hand to outline the cloud pattern restriction in the void. A faint golden light was painted in the void with his fingertips, forming cloud patterns. The cloud patterns were stacked and connected together. He wrote in the void while retreating. When he retreated to the cave entrance, the deepest cloud pattern had spread out into a golden cloud.

The golden light dispersed into golden clouds in the void, but did not completely dissipate. Combined with the murals on the cave wall, it formed a restriction.

Finally, it slowly disappeared, leaving a faint golden light.

Zhao Fuyun came to the cave entrance, pondered for a moment, and then wrote in the void: "Taixu Cave Mansion."

Then, a yellow bead burst out from the top of his head and turned into a tiny person. The tiny person stretched out his hand and wiped the void at the entrance of the cave. Then mud appeared out of thin air at the entrance of the cave and turned into stone like a mountain wall.

Afterwards, Zhao Fuyun told the people below the cliff that he was leaving and hoped to see them again if possible.

To be honest, he didn't actually know many of the people below. Yu Huaian had been in contact with them before. Zhao Fuyun was just practicing, painting on the wall, and comprehending the Dharma. Now he had other things to do, so naturally he left.

When I came, I didn't stay here for any reason, and when I leave, it is impossible that I will stay here because of someone's attachment to me.

Zhao Fuyun disappeared at the Demon-Suppressing Wall, but the people in the camp did not leave. No matter what, the restrictions on the Demon-Suppressing Wall were enough to prevent many demons in the darkness from approaching. Moreover, over the years, many people had learned a lot of magic under the Demon-Suppressing Wall and were able to communicate with the Magic of the Demon-Suppressing Wall to defend against the enemy. So some people left, but some others built altars or formations under the wall, and constructed their own Taoist temples with the Demon-Suppressing Wall as the center.

The mountain wall stretches for more than sixty miles and can accommodate a lot of people.

Some people went to see the cave on the mountain wall, but found that the cave had disappeared and there was nothing at that location. Everyone knew that the cave of the Taoist priest who suppressed demons had been closed.

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One day, the Great Zhou Emperor Zhou Zhao issued an order that a temple dedicated to Emperor Wu must be built in every province in the world.

From specifications to style drawings, everything was distributed. A statue of Emperor Wu was erected in the Emperor Wu Temple, and a stone tablet was engraved with the life story of Emperor Wu.

There are four sacrifices a year with the participation of all the people. The specifications are as follows: three living things and six livestock, and beautiful eulogies are presented to heaven.

If a person has made contributions to the country, after his death he can have a statue erected in the Emperor Wu Temple and be appointed as an official in the temple, in charge of ghost affairs in the world.

Of course, if there are demons and ghosts that are willing to submit, they can also enter the temple and have their statues erected, and enjoy incense and sacrifices.

Before the temple is built, any evil deeds done by demons and ghosts who are willing to surrender can be wiped out and no one will be held accountable. They only need to enter the temple and obey the temple rules.

For a moment, the whole world was in an uproar, but no one dared to object. Fortunately, Emperor Wu did not require the various sects to do anything, nor did he require the aristocratic families to do anything.

But no matter who they are, they all know that the situation in the Great Zhou has changed.

For a time, some demons and monsters from all over the country entered the temple with the guarantee of others. Even if they entered the big temple in the provincial capital, they were honored to enter the small temple in the county, township and village. After being granted the documents that allowed them to build a temple in a place, they would not be easily killed, and they also obtained the cultivation method of swallowing incense.

Some nightmare ghosts without physical bodies can actually condense their Dharma bodies after learning the skills, and condense from that uncertain state into the shape they want.

As for some monsters with physical bodies, they can use this to condense incense and magic images. This makes many cultivators feel incredible. In just a few short years, some small monsters have become comparable to foundation-building cultivators.

If there were more years and more incense, wouldn't it be easy to reach the Purple Palace and form the elixir? Zhao Fuyun didn't know that he was in the polar night at this time. He was wearing an orange robe and his long hair was tied behind his head. The wind of the polar night blew it up like a tail. In the darkness, his robe glowed and could be seen clearly from a distance. It still had a bit of weirdness.

Surprisingly, he was rarely attacked in the dark.

Having walked in this darkness for several years, he discovered that the darkness is actually extremely rich, just like when a person looks at the sea from the surface, he can only see the vast water, and occasionally he can see a big fish floating on the sea, or some fish, shrimp, shells, snails and the like washed ashore.

Only when you enter the sea, you will find that the sea is actually a complete world, a colorful world.

The same is true for the polar night. At the edge of the polar night, you will see some monsters appearing, but only when you enter it, you will know that there is also a complete world in this polar night.

The polar night is not completely dark. Although there is no sunlight, there is still other light.

For example, the city he is seeing now.

There was a wooden sign hanging at the intersection with some words written on it, probably the name of a city, but he didn't recognize the words.

This city was located between two big mountains. Zhao Fuyun walked around it and found that the diameter between the two mountains was about twenty miles.

From the outside, you can faintly see light coming through.

He walked in and found no guards. When he got closer, he saw a city gate made of vines. There were flowers blooming on the vines. The flowers were like lanterns, emitting light of different colors.

As he slowly walked into the door covered with vines, a voice sounded in his ears. It sounded like a child's voice, or an animal's voice, but he couldn't understand it at all.

He looked up and saw a tiny person squatting there. The person's feet were like bird claws, clinging to the vines. His body was like an egg, with green hair on his body, a very short neck, a human face on his head, and a hat made of leaves on his head.

He was holding a flute-like instrument in his hand. Zhao Fuyun could tell that it was not only a musical instrument but also a weapon like a blowgun.

He continued to speak while gesticulating, but Zhao Fuyun didn't understand, so he spread his hands to indicate that he didn't understand.

At this time, the other party reached out and picked a flower that was not fully bloomed from the vine. The flower was emitting light, but the light was very weak. He threw it down and Zhao Fuyun took it.

The other person stretched out his hand and opened his mouth to make eating gestures, indicating Zhao Fuyun to eat it.

Zhao Fuyun smelled it but didn't have any fragrance. After thinking about it, he thought that it should be no problem if it was just an ordinary poison, so he put the flower bud into his mouth and chewed it. The faint bitter taste exploded on his taste buds and seemed to rush into his mind. It felt very bad.

"Hahaha... Outsider, how does the Zhiyu flower taste?"

Zhao Fuyun found that he could actually understand what the other person was saying.

"It tastes terrible." Zhao Fuyun said honestly.

However, what he said was still his own language, and the other party still couldn't understand it. He could only understand it.

"I don't understand what you said. Xiao Mo said that you don't want to eat Zhiyu Flower, but Xiao Mo thinks you must be saying that it tastes bad. You should try to read our words and learn them. You should be able to learn them quickly. Or you can go find the Flower Language Fairy and ask him to prepare a cup of Tongyu Juice for you to drink. Then you will be able to speak our language."

Zhao Fuyun felt it was amazing and could not help but point to the wooden sign over there. The little man who called himself Xiao Mo said loudly: "This is the great Flower Lantern Market. Our flower lanterns are praised by many bigwigs for being beautiful and easy to keep. Apart from being more attractive to insects, they have no disadvantages at all."

At this time, Zhao Fuyun looked inside, and saw a bright light between the dark sky and earth. The light was in the fog. Upon closer inspection, it was a bunch of blooming flowers, so beautiful.

There are many things that glow in the polar night, but I have never seen a city full of colorful lanterns like this one.

He walked in step by step, and the little guy named Xiao Mo followed him, jumping and skipping.

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