Taoist priests in the supernatural world

After asking around, the group finally arrived at the Tiandao Temple.

The mountain gates were wide open, and crowds thronged the area.

The incense burner stands majestically, laden with tall incense sticks. Wisps of smoke rise straight into the sky.

Devout men and women prostrated themselves in worship, some asking for wealth, others for medicine.

"In the Miao region, witchcraft and sorcery are prevalent. I didn't expect there to be a Han temple here that is so popular. I heard that the temple was only built three months ago. It seems that the abbot is a highly accomplished person."

Partridge Whistle couldn't help but think of the young Taoist priest from that night.

The Taoist priest was clearly dressed as a Han Chinese; could he be a Taoist priest from this area?

It seems this teacher is truly extraordinary.

"It's Eibo!"

Some people saw the young Taoist priest who was greeting worshippers, and his face looked somewhat familiar.

The group was surprised to find that this was the guide who had brought them to the outskirts of Ping Mountain.

Partridge Whistle walked up to Rong Bao and said, "Young brother, where is your abbot? Could you take us to see him?"

"Master?" Rongbao realized that the other person was probably asking about his grandmaster. "Grandmaster is in the back hall, he should be fine now."

Rongbao led the four of them to the backyard.

As soon as I entered, I heard a loud rooster crow.

"What a magnificent rooster! Could it be the legendary 'Angry-Eyed Rooster'?"

Partridge Whistle's eyes lit up when he saw a large rooster with seven-colored golden eyes.

This is exactly the item I've been looking for to ward off evil.

It seems the owner of this place truly possesses a way to ward off evil. If we can borrow this rooster, the problem of the centipede and poisonous insects can be solved.

"Master, a guest from outside the mountain is looking for you."

The figure in front, who had his back to the crowd, turned around upon hearing this.

"We meet again."

"It's you?" Hua Ling and the old foreigner said in unison.

Who else could this be but Huang Bai?

"So you are Master Huang, it's a pleasure to meet you." Partridge Whistle remained calm, but was secretly surprised by Huang Bai's identity.

They were all misled by the mountain people, thinking that the so-called "Master" was a highly respected elder, but they never expected him to look so young.

"I know why you've come. I can lend you the Angry Sun Chicken, but I have one condition."

With a casual gesture, Huang Bai sent the Angry Sun Chicken flapping its wings and landing on Huang Bai's shoulder with remarkable agility.

"Please feel free to speak."

"I want to go down into the tomb with you. Of course, I don't want any of the treasures, just the secret techniques and elixirs."

Before Partridge Whistle could speak, Red Girl disagreed, saying:

"Tomb raiding is not a dinner party. The tombs are full of traps, quicksand, and poisons. One wrong move and you'll be dead on the spot..."

"Life and death are predestined; blame no one else."

Seeing that Huang Bai said so, Partridge Whistle had no choice but to agree.

"Hold on."

Huang Bai packed a lot of luggage, including a magic sword, a five-element array plate, and several talismans, but no dry food or water.

Everyone found it very strange; this was clearly the epitome of amateurishness.

"Are these things really useful?" Hua Ling couldn't help but mutter to herself.

Partridge Whistle glared at his junior sister, signaling her to keep quiet.

"Alright, let's set off then."

The old foreigner carried a chicken coop all the way to Ping Mountain.

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When everyone returned to their temporary lodging, it was nearly dusk.

Inside the burial chamber, coffins were piled up haphazardly, and many wounded soldiers lay in the corners.

The air was filled with a nauseating mix of herbs, blood, and the stench of corpses.

The bandits of the Unloading Ridge Clan and the soldiers under Luo Laowai were all dejected, their fierce arrogance from when they first entered the mountains gone.

Chen Yulou sat alone in the room, looking haggard, his eyes vacant, lost in thought.

"What's going on? Didn't I tell you to wait for me?"

"Oh, don't even mention it," Luo Laowai sighed.

When Partridge Whistle went up to ask, he learned that after suffering a loss at the bottom of the cliff, they were unwilling to give up and went to dig a tunnel in another place. As a result, they mistakenly entered a false tomb, fell into the traps in the tomb, and lost many of their skilled men.

Chen Yulou's closest confidants, whom he had known since childhood, died during this time.

This trip not only broke people's spirits, but also broke Chen Yulou's morale.

Originally intending to suppress the arrogance of the Mountain Moving Clan, they ended up losing both their wife and their army.

Seeing Partridge Whistle return, Chen Yulou forced himself to stay alert and asked:

"Well, have you found a solution? And who is this gentleman?"

Only then did he notice Huang Bai, who was following the crowd.

"This is Huang Bai, the Taoist priest of Tiandao Temple at the foot of the mountain. This Angry-Eyed Rooster is a divine bird that can ward off poisonous insects."

Partridge Whistle stepped forward to introduce the two.

"I've heard so much about you." Chen Yulou was naturally skeptical of the man's youthful appearance, but having just suffered a setback, he couldn't very well say anything about Partridge Whistle.

Huang Bai cupped his hands in greeting but did not speak.

He glanced around; it seemed these were the vanguard scouting ahead for him.

Luo Laowai found Huang Bai unfamiliar, and when he saw that Huang Bai was wearing a Taoist robe and had a chicken with him, he immediately became suspicious.

Luo Laowai looked Huang Bai up and down, his tone inevitably tinged with doubt: "A Taoist priest and a chicken, and you can break the poisonous insects of Bottle Mountain?"

Huang Bai didn't explain, but simply raised his hand and pointed at the angry-eyed rooster in the cage, saying, "Golden Crow."

Upon hearing the sound, the Angry Rooster flapped its wings and took flight, circling once above the pavilion before letting out a deafening crowing.

In the dark corners of the brothel, the poisonous insects and scorpions that had been lurking there suddenly scattered in all directions.

Upon seeing this, everyone's expression changed simultaneously.

Luo Laowai also stopped his disdain, touched his nose, and didn't say anything more.

Chen Yulou slowly stood up, and his eyes finally regained some of their luster.

"Thank you for your help, sir. Our brothers cannot have died in vain," he said in a deep voice. "We must explore Ping Mountain again, no matter what."

After a short rest, the group headed towards Ping Mountain again.

Upon arriving at the foot of the mountain, before they could even officially begin their work, the Unloading Ridge and Moving Mountain factions started arguing.

Chen Yulou looked at Ping Mountain in the distance, his tone resolute:

"The Xieling lineage has always believed in opening up mountains and breaking through obstacles. Since we can't find an entrance, we'll plant explosives in the weakest points of the ridge and blast a path through."

Partridge Whistle shook his head.

"There are likely underground currents beneath Ping Mountain, and the mountain has been a place for alchemy throughout the ages. Randomly bombing it could disturb the earth's energy and release poisonous fog. I think it would be safer to trace the veins at the foot of the mountain and find the real entrance."

The Moving Mountain school emphasizes the principles of mutual generation and restraint, and adapting to local conditions, which is completely different from the Unloading Ridge school, which believes in the power of numbers.

Luo Laowai was getting a headache from what they were saying and just wanted to get a result as soon as possible, so he suggested:

"Why not split up and let each of us try our own skills to see who has the better craftsmanship?"

Chen Yulou, young and ambitious, was determined to outdo Partridge Whistle, so he agreed to the proposal to split up the forces.

Huang Bai suddenly spoke.

"Why don't you let me give it a try?"

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look at him.

Huang Bai walked to a high place, looked at the mountain range, silently recited the sixteen-character Yin-Yang Feng Shui secret formula, and continuously made hand seals with his right hand to deduce.

"To find the dragon vein and divide the gold, look at the winding mountains; each winding mountain is a barrier..."

As the incantation was recited, the mountain shape and terrain slowly unfolded before the eyes, and the entire Bottle Mountain's trajectory, hidden veins, energy, and solidity and emptiness gradually became clear.

A moment later, Huang Bai raised his hand and pointed to a dangerous spot where the mountainside met the bottom of the cliff.

"The dragon and tiger meet, a jade belt encircles the sacred mountain, the entrance is there."

Chen Yulou and Partridge Whistle's expressions changed simultaneously upon seeing Huang Bai's actions.

The two spoke almost in unison:

"Are you a tomb raider?"

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