Controlling the Five Thunders and the Two Worlds

Chapter 223 Daoist Yanling's "Return Gift"

Master Yanling is cultivating in the backyard of Da Luo Temple.

After his breakthrough in cultivation, he did not continue to eliminate the evil accumulated merits and evil energy. Instead, he took on the job of the abbot of the Daluo Temple in Baishi Mansion and began a period of secluded cultivation.

As the saying goes, the way of both literature and martial arts requires a balance of tension and relaxation. He made rapid progress before, and now it's time for him to accumulate experience and prepare for the next round of intensive training. For example...

"Master, someone has come to visit from White Bone Mountain!"

"Ok?"

Yanling Dao Chang'an sat in the meditation room. As soon as he opened his eyes, divine light flashed in them, and two invisible beams of light shot out from his eyes, sweeping across the entire Daluo Temple.

Li Cuicui, the maid in green robes from the White Bone Cave who was waiting in the Lingguan Hall, felt a jolt, as if she had been seen through.

Then an old voice echoed in her mind, "The visitor is a guest; please come into the backyard for a chat."

Li Cuicui's eyes widened as she saw the man in the blue robe beside her seem to have received a message, bowing slightly and gesturing with his hand, "Please, young lady!"

Li Cuicui nodded, then followed the man, bypassing the Lingguan Hall, walking through the front courtyard, past the two main halls that were still under repair, and entering the back courtyard, where she saw an old man with white hair and beard sitting in the back hall.

"Are you the Spirit Master Yanling?" Li Cuicui asked first.

Daoist Yanling sized her up, a flash of murderous intent crossing his eyes, then a smile appeared on his lips as he nodded and said, "This humble Daoist is Yanling. May I ask what brings you here, young lady?"

Li Cuicui did not sense the killing intent of Daoist Yanling. She only felt that his attitude was quite good. With her mind at ease, she felt confident. "I am Li Cuicui from the White Bone Cave of White Bone Mountain. My wife specially sent me to talk to you."

Daoist Yanling nodded slightly, indicating that he was listening.

“My wife and the Huangtian Altar Master and his wife were originally good friends, but the Huangtian Altar and the Daluo Palace were fighting over incense offerings, so she couldn’t interfere. Now that the Daluo Palace has won, she doesn’t want to make things difficult for you.”

Seeing that Daoist Yanling remained unmoved, Li Cuicui continued, "My lady is willing to be friends with your Daluo Palace."

Master Yanling laughed. It was the first time he had ever heard of evil demons and monsters coming to a Taoist temple to befriend Taoists. He found it particularly interesting and couldn't help but tease, "This old Taoist feels deeply honored."

Li Cuicui didn't realize what was going on and thought the other party had backed down, so she nodded and said, "My White Bone God Lord has profound cultivation and boundless magic power. It is your honor to be friends with him."

Daoist Yanling narrowed his eyes slightly. "You've come here just to deliver a message?"

Li Cuicui nodded, then shook her head. "Besides passing on a message, there's something else I'd like to ask you."

"What is it?" Daoist Yanling asked.

"Since Master Huang Tian and his wife died at your hands, my wife's White Bone Soul-Illuminating Lamp must have also fallen into your hands," Li Cuicui asked.

"The White Bone Soul-Illuminating Lamp?" Daoist Yanling raised an eyebrow, only then realizing that the White Bone Lamp in the mother weasel's hand was actually borrowed from the White Bone Cave.

No wonder it was eerily ghostly; it didn't seem like the methods of the Yellow Heaven Ancestor and his wife.

They thought these were spoils of war that Huang Tian Lao Zu and his wife had taken from some ghostly enemy, but they never expected them to be treasures borrowed from the White Bone Cave.

Master Yanling made no attempt to conceal it, and Li Cuicui naturally saw through it as well. So she stepped forward and said, “My lady said that as long as you return the White Bone Soul-Illuminating Lamp and send ten boys born in the Yang month, on the Yang day, and at the Yang hour, our two families will become friends.”

At this point, Li Cuicui reached into her sleeve and pulled out two small white bone arrows. "Don't say that the White Bone Cave is rude. These are White Bone Soul-Chasing Arrows personally crafted by my divine lord. They can target the soul and arrive at the thought of the soul. They can destroy bones and devour souls with boundless power!"

"The White Bone Soul-Chasing Arrow?" "That's right. It was forged from the arm bone of a six-year-old child with the third Yang stage. It takes ten people to forge one arrow, making it extremely rare," Li Cuicui added.

Master Yanling looked at the small bone arrow in Li Cuicui's hand, which was as clear as jade, took a deep breath, and then slightly raised his hand.

Li Cuicui felt a lightness in her hand, and the two small arrows disappeared. When she looked up again, she found that the two white bone soul-chasing arrows had actually ended up in the hands of Daoist Yanling.

Li Cuicui was first startled, then showed resentment, but finally smiled, "Since the Master accepts..."

The next moment, she saw Daoist Yanling press the two white bone arrows into his palms, gently rub them together, and turn them into a pile of white powder that fell lightly to the ground.

A wisp of yin energy emerged from the small white bone arrow, but before it could erupt, it was suppressed by Daoist Yanling's powerful and natural magic, dissipating completely in the blink of an eye, as if it had never existed.

Li Cuicui was both shocked and frightened, and subconsciously raised her hand and waved.

"call out--"

A sharp whistle rang out, and a white afterimage shot out from her sleeve, disappearing in a flash.

But when Daoist Yanling glared, the Taiyi Divine Light shot out from his eyes, shining directly on the white afterimage and pinning it firmly in mid-air, revealing the true form of the White Bone Soul-Chasing Arrow.

Li Cuicui watched helplessly as this rare and powerful magical artifact crumbled in mid-air at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a wisp of dust that slowly drifted down.

“You…you…” Li Cuicui took two steps back, her expression a mixture of shock, anger, and fear.

Although Daoist Yanling didn't say a harsh word, Li Cuicui could tell that he didn't want to be friends with White Bone Mountain.

"When two countries are at war, envoys should not be killed," Daoist Yanling said calmly.

Although Li Cuicui also exuded a murderous aura, since she had come on official business, Daoist Yanling did not intend to kill her, after all…

It was only a matter of time!

Just as Li Cuicui breathed a sigh of relief and was about to say a few kind words, she saw Daoist Yanling wave his hand, and a piece of yellow paper folded into a triangle slowly flew to her front.

Li Cuicui subconsciously took it in her hand, but the faint aura emanating from it made her very uncomfortable.

"Since the White Bone Cave has sent a gift, it would be impolite not to reciprocate. I, the humble Daoist, will also give you a gift." Daoist Yanling pointed to the yellow talisman in her hand and said leisurely, "This is the Heavenly Gang Talisman, which can nourish health, strengthen the body, and exorcise evil spirits."

Li Cuicui's eyes widened; she was a ghost!

“Take this back to your lord or wife,” Daoist Yanling said with a smile. “Let them feel the aura of this Heavenly Gang Talisman and make some preparations in advance. If they are ready, this old Daoist will be waiting for you at the Daluo Temple.”

Master Yanling kindly reminded her, "Young lady, do not use your inner ghost energy along the way. Otherwise, if you accidentally activate the divine talisman, you will die and your life will be extinguished. Don't blame me for not reminding you."

Li Cuicui couldn't help but swallow, feeling like she was dealing with a hot potato in her hand—she didn't know whether to throw it away or not.

"Please come in," Daoist Yanling said, serving tea to see the guest out.

Li Cuicui, clutching the Heavenly Talisman, fled in a disheveled state.

(End of this chapter)