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Chapter 179 Fellow Daoist's Great Talent
"Little Yin Master?"

Taoist Xiyun raised his eyebrows.

The monk Zhenru also chanted "Amitabha Buddha".

They were all practitioners who served gods and Buddhas every day, so they naturally understood the Ghost King's intention in establishing the Lesser Underworld.

This is because they felt that normal cultivation was too slow, and they wanted to use the ghost realm to become a deity of incense offerings.

Even further, when they have a large number of ghosts under their command, it is not impossible for them to replace the real underworld.

But they can understand it.

This is how incense-burning and deity-based spiritual practices are.

Lady Hongci was born from a ghost and became a spirit through the incense offerings of a local deity. She also sought to be recognized as one of the Five Sacred Mountains by the spirits of the Sendai Mountain mountain range...

The Ghost King simply wanted to follow the same path, which is understandable.

The three of them exchanged a glance and nodded in tacit agreement.

"This matter will not succeed. The spirits and deities have long lifespans and absorb blood, food, and incense offerings, which is against the harmony of heaven."

"Indeed, the reversal of Yin and Yang is against the principles of Heaven and should not exist."

"I am the City God, so naturally I have to take charge."

After Chen Ji finished speaking, he looked at Miss Bai, wanting to ask for her opinion.

“Since the master said he would take care of it, then we will. Besides, the mountain god needs the ghost king’s things.”

The three people and the fox all spoke up, and then asked about the details of the stone mill demon and Lady Hongci's mass grave.

The Stone Mill Demon thought for a moment and then began to explain, with Madam Hongci adding to the explanation.

"That mass grave looks like a jumble of graves, but in reality, the Ghost King has turned it into an array and a ghost realm. Ordinary people and demons who go in will not be able to find their way and will only be trapped and die inside."

"How did you know that?"

"Thanks to the fact that we were originally ghosts and had some cultivation, we encountered a new ghost inside who thought we had come to seek refuge with the Ghost King, so he told us all this."

"It's all thanks to Madam Hongci's skill in dealing with people. She managed to make that ghost so happy after just a few words that he was completely overjoyed, which is why he told us about it."

Chen Ji then looked at Madam Hongci.

"Fellow Daoist has such abilities, it was a waste that you only rested in the token before."

Madam Hongci shook her head.

"I couldn't even protect myself before. I only practiced divination and fortune telling to hone my eloquence, which is nothing. It is my blessing that you can use it, fellow Daoist."

"I must thank you for taking care of me these past few days."

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something else.

"However, that new ghost doesn't know much either. He only knows that the external formation is used for defense and to conceal one's aura, but he doesn't know anything about the internal formation."

"However, he told us that the Ghost King's strength is now vastly different from what it used to be. If it weren't for a familiar ghost's recommendation, ordinary new ghosts wouldn't be qualified to join at all and could only be used as supplies."

"Did you find out the reason?"

Chen Ji asked.

Madam Hongci shook her head.

"I asked, but the little devil didn't know either. He only said that he was more comfortable staying on the mountain recently and his cultivation was much faster. However, he often heard ghostly howls coming from inside the mass grave."

The group exchanged glances, but had no clue what to do.

Taoist Xiyun shook his head slightly.

"If it's just comfortable to stay here, it must be because the yin energy on the mountain is thick. But the formation is not simple. If we don't know the location of the formation's core, we really don't know what kind of formation it is."

As Master Xiyun spoke, the Stone Mill Demon's eyes lit up.

"Fellow Daoist, I don't know what an array is, but I've memorized the locations of the graves on the mountain. Will that be of any use?"

"Ok?"

Master Xiyun looked at the stone mill demon, somewhat incredulous.

The stone mill demon didn't explain, but looked around and its gaze suddenly fell on the paper sand table that Chen Ji had made earlier.

"Fellow Daoist, may I demonstrate this item?"

"nature."

"That's good."

The stone mill demon nodded in agreement, pointed to the chaotic graveyard, and muttered incantations.

A moment later, he left a dense array of marks on the paper, encircling most of the outer edge of the mass grave.

"These are roughly the locations of the graves on the hill. I heard from that little devil that there are several formations in there, but I'm not good enough to recognize them. I only remember about 70% of the grave locations I saw." "Fellow Daoist has a good memory. You can remember such a complicated grave location."

Master Xiyun bowed in amazement.

"Fellow Daoist, how could I possibly remember everything..."

"Then this is?"

The stone mill demon laughed heartily.

"Fellow Daoist, have you forgotten my identity? I am Mountain Stone, and I can recognize and remember the mountain range at a glance. I can simply mark the graves on my body when I pass by."

As he spoke, he revealed his ghostly form.

Sure enough, there was a dense area on his body covered with markings, almost identical to the markings on the paper he was marking now.

"Fellow Daoist is truly talented!"

Master Xiyun sighed with admiration.

The stone mill demon curled his lip.

"What talent or not? Only a ghost can leave a mark silently. Even a demon cannot do this."

He looked at Chen Ji as he spoke.

"Fellow Daoist, it's right to let me do this job."

"Oh, right, I'll make you the same meal as last time tomorrow, how about that?"

Chen Ji knew exactly what the Stone Mill Demon meant, and replied with a smile.

The stone mill demon was overjoyed upon hearing this and quickly agreed.

Lady Hongci watched with envy, yet also curiously inquired about the stone mill demon.

"It's just a meal. Fellow Daoist, you have offerings to offer, so why do you care?"

"Incense offerings? They can't compare to even a fraction of the meal you cooked, fellow Daoist!"

The stone mill demon spoke resolutely.

Lady Hongci was stunned for a moment, somewhat tempted, and wanted to say something, but after thinking about her status, she kept quiet.

The Stone Mill Demon is Chen Ji's ghost messenger, and he has contributed to the investigation of the mass grave this time, so there is no problem with saying these things.

She was ultimately just a wild god living under someone else's roof, so it was best for her not to speak.

"Fellow Daoist, please join us."

Chen Ji glanced at Madam Hongci and guessed what she was thinking.

It's nothing more than a meal to feed the soldiers, not a real benefit, but some things need to be made clear.

"What Fellow Daoist Shimo is talking about is not ordinary food for sacrificing to ghosts and gods, but food for soldiers. It is a method that Judge Lu passed on to me, which can be used to temper the Yin energy of ghost messengers and enhance their strength."

"Fellow Daoist is a local deity. If you wish to taste it, that is of course fine. However, it may have some karmic connection with me, so please think it over carefully."

"It doesn't matter."

Madam Hongci shook her head.

"If we're talking about cause and effect, it started the moment you saved me, fellow Daoist."

"Moreover, fellow Daoist's cultivation is profound. Now you not only hold a position in the Underworld, but also the position of City God, which means you already possess considerable power..."

Madam Hongci looked at Miss Bai and, noticing that she had no other expression, continued.

"My strength is meager, yet I have been favored by you, fellow Daoist. Even offering myself in gratitude would be nothing. Being able to serve as a companion deity at the Mountain God Temple is already an excellent opportunity."

Chen Ji was stunned.

I never expected that Madam Hongci would say such a thing.

But I'd rather not offer myself in return.

He waved his hand.

"No need for such formalities, it's just a meal to feed the soldiers, I'll prepare it tomorrow."

After saying this, he and Daoist Xiyun looked at the imaginary tomb on the sand table.

"Fellow Daoist, have you noticed anything?"

Taoist Xiyun nodded slightly.

"This Ghost King is indeed quite capable, actually thinking of using a grave to set up an array. At the point of life and death, the power of the array is much stronger than that of ordinary arrays."

"Moreover, what you two investigated is indeed true. This little underworld in the chaotic graveyard has indeed begun to take shape, and it is not just the work of the Ghost King alone."

(End of this chapter)