Chapter 63: Taoist monk

"What's going on? How did it turn out like this?" After the Soul-Suppressing Tower sank into the soil, Niu Gangzhen and others immediately rushed towards Pingxiang Town. However, when they arrived here, the scene in front of them made them feel unprecedented horror. They couldn't help but ask Tang Wan and Yan Feng who had arrived here first.

"We have just arrived, I don't know what happened?" Tang Wan looked like a loss, and she was filled with fear when she looked at the scene in front of her.

I saw that a huge flat town in front of everyone had disappeared. The ground seemed to have been scraped over and sank neatly one meter deep, forming a huge circle with the Soul-Suppressing Tower as the center. The only thing left in the entire town was a broken arch base, and at the Soul-Suppressing Tower was only a deeper huge pit. The surface of the pit was as flat as a mirror, and under the illumination of the moonlight, it could reflect bright light.

"Where is Xu Changqing? Where is Xu Changqing?" Yan Feng woke up from the shock and said quickly: "Everyone immediately searches around to see if they can find Xu Changqing? Quick!"

After saying that, Yan Feng used the secret method of searching the land by the Donghua Sect, driving the spiritual sword into millions, spreading everywhere, looking for living creatures nearby. After hearing Yan Feng's words, the others also used their own unique skills to search for Xu Changqing's whereabouts. However, after two hours, they searched every inch of land in the radius of more than fifty miles, but still did not find any living creatures bigger than the field mouse. When everyone returned to Pingxiang Town disappointed, Tang Bin had already led his men to come here. The shock that the scene in front of him brought him far more than that of cultivators such as Niu Gangzhen. Tang Wan was explaining everything to him beside him.

Since the Niu family and the Jinshi Captain were all doing illegal business and were not interested in dealing with people in the officialdom, they said goodbye to Tang Wan and left with the corpse of the martyr last night. They were preparing to return to Tianjin as soon as possible and tell the senior leaders of the alliance in the Lower Jiuliu side of the country to decide whether they would go to Peking to destroy the demons on the fifth day of next month.

Yan Feng also asked the surviving elder of the outer hall to return to Qixia Mountain with two corpses of his fellow disciples, and he stayed there. He wanted to search again carefully, but did not find Xu Changqing's words, and then went to Beiping on the fifth day of next month to stop the Xuangang Demon from going against the sky. The elder of the outer hall of the Donghua Sect also knew Yan Feng's personality very well and did not say much, but said that he would invite some authentic outer hall disciples of the immortal Buddhas to go to Beiping to help.

"Hiss Yan, what kind of magic do you think is caused by this?" Tang Wan explained to her nephew who was not many years younger than her, walked to Yan Feng's side, looked at the scene in front of her with lingering fear, and asked.

"I don't know!" Yan Feng shook his head and said with concern: "The magic with such powerful power has only been recorded in the biography of ancient practitioners. No one knows this kind of magic anymore! No matter what kind of magic it is, the only thing that is certain is that people who are in the middle of such powerful power will definitely not survive."

"Hiss Yan, you mean... Mr. Xu has already..." Tang Wan was startled, and she looked extremely anxious, and she said in disbelief.

Yan Feng shook his head, sighed, and said, "The Nine-Rule Idle Man's lineage cannot be used to infer from common sense. Perhaps he has any secret method to survive. After all, not everyone can be called the number one heretic. The only thing I know is that if Changqing is still alive, he will definitely go to Peking on the fifth day of next month."

Hearing Yan Feng's words, Tang Wan fell into deep thought and suddenly said, as if she had made some decision, "Sir Yan, I will go to Peking with you next month!"

"You go to Peking? You won't..." Yan Feng was stunned for a moment. After looking at Tang Wan for a long time, he slowly persuaded him: "Listen to me, don't get too deep, it's better to get out of here as soon as possible!"

"Sir Yan, what are you talking about?" Tang Wan's face turned shy and blushed, and then a hint of sadness flashed, and she said, "I am from my husband's family. After the matter here is over, I will still have to return to my husband's family. The reason I went to Peking was just to inherit the wishes of my mother and eliminate the devil and protect the way! There is absolutely no other thought."

"There is no best!" Yan Feng saw that Tang Wan was a little insincere, sighed, and said earnestly: "Almost all the idle people in the Nine-Rule Idle lineage are people with stable hearts and cold temperaments. Even if they are involved in love, they are based on their own interests. Changqing is the best among them. If they fall in, they will only be hurt in the end. You are so self-reliant! The girl from the Tang family."

"Thank you! Great Master Yan reminded me!" Tang Wan bowed and nodded, but from her expression, she did not seem to take Yan Feng's words to heart.

Afterwards, Tang Wan, Yan Feng and Tang Bin's subordinates searched the surrounding land again, but after finding nothing, they gave up searching. The next day, Yan Feng, Tang Wan and Tang Bin escorted the body of Mrs. Tang back to Yuncheng, and held an extremely grand funeral for him, and then buried him in a shady house he had prepared during his lifetime. During the days of the funeral, Yan Feng stayed in Yuncheng and used the method of the spiritual sword to send letters to friends who had been closely related to the four sides for many years. After Tang Bin learned from his aunt that Yan Feng, a sword fairy-like ranger, began to deliberately please him. Yan Feng hoped to learn a move from him.

According to Yan Feng's previous personality, he would never make friends with people in the officialdom, but perhaps the words of Xu Changqing in front of the Soul-Suppressing Tower played a role. He felt that he should find some help in the secular world to help him overcome the tribulation. So Tang Bin was taken as a registered disciple by Yan Feng without spending much verbal treatment. In these days, he planted a spiritual sword for him with the secret technique of the Donghua School and taught a set of sword cultivation methods in the outer hall. Although this set of sword cultivation methods is not a method of great Tao, it is also a rare set of martial arts. After he is completed, he can also be called a top master in the secular world, and can be considered half a practitioner, with a little more ability to protect himself in troubled times.

When they handled the secular chores, ten days had passed since the fifteenth day. Yan Feng and Tang Wan had packed up and set off to head north, took a carriage to Taiyuan, Shanxi, and then took a train to Tianjin. If nothing unexpected happens, they can arrive in Peiping before the fifth day of the next month.

On the day Yan Feng and the others set off north, a monk wearing a plain yellow cassock and holding a dry bamboo in his hand came from Tianfu Inn far away in Shijiazhuang. The monk looked elegant, kind-hearted, solemn and dignified, and had a red mark on his forehead. Although his clothes were light, he was not disturbed by the cold air in the late spring. Although his feet were barefoot, he did not touch any dust. At the same time, he exuded a power that made people feel happy and calm. He could tell at a glance that he was a Taoist monk.

"Amitabha!" After the monk came in, he walked directly to the counter and asked, "Shopkeeper, are the two children I left in your store a few days ago still here?"

The inn shopkeeper who was settled the accounts raised his head and saw the monk and a group of believers behind him who looked like believers. He couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't remember who he was for a while. Then he remembered some things from the eye-catching red mark on his forehead and said, "So it's Master, you! Your two disciples left seven days ago. I heard that they were going to Tianjin."

"Are you leaving?" The monk smiled indifferently, nodded, then bowed to the shopkeeper's ten-fold, and said, "Thank you for your guidance."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, and the inn shopkeeper quickly stood up, stopped the monk, and said earnestly: "Master, please stay! I wonder if I can calculate the fortunes of the past years for me?"

The monk was stunned for a moment and asked with a smile: "How did the donor know that I would recommend my destiny and observe my fate?"

"When the master's two disciples lived here, they showed their hands, which was indeed amazing." The shopkeeper said with a true smile: "Since the disciple is so strong, how can he be a master?"

The monk frowned slightly, shook his head, and smiled helplessly in his tone, "This Xiaojuan told her not to leak what she learned at will, and it has been known to everyone in a few days."

This monk was not someone else, but Xu Changqing, who disappeared in the battle of Pingxiang Town. On that day, Xu Changqing was hit by a mixed force such as the relics, the Five Thunder of the Divine Sky and the True Power of the Divine Spirit. Although the Huangquan Banner resisted it, he still had to withstand the impact of great power. Later, he was directly hit by fragments of the Soul-Suppressing Tower containing powerful power. Fortunately, his Hunyuan Golden Body was already quite accomplished, and he did not suffer much damage under such a strong impact. He just fainted after being hit.

When Xu Changqing was swept into the air by the impact force and the dust on the ground and carried it out dozens of miles away, the Nine-River Avenue in his body quickly ran. On the one hand, it absorbed the power contained in the impact force, and on the other hand, it mobilized the vows of heaven and earth and the five elements of spiritual energy to repair the damaged Hunyuan Golden Body. When he fell down, he covered his body with a layer of shattered tiles crushed by the impact force. The Huangquan Banner also automatically retreated to the mind of the Zhongdantian due to excessive consumption. He borrowed the Samadhi True Fire to slowly absorb the Five Elements of Spiritual Energy from the five internal organs to repair the damage. Under the influence of the Nine-River Avenue, he fell into a state of self-repair similar to fetal breath, so that everyone who was checking nearby thought that this place was just a pile of stones, and never thought of moving the stones on it away to take a look.

It was not until two days ago that Xu Changqing's body had almost been repaired that Jiuliu Dao woke him up from his fetal breathing state. Xu Changqing, who had just woken up, had no discomfort at all. Instead, he felt that the power of the Hunyuan golden body had improved a lot more than before, and the huge rock pressed on his body was easily pushed away. However, when he sat down and ran Jiuliu Dao to check his body, he was shocked. The true essence of the golden elixir in his body was fine, but the true essence of the golden liquid was nearly half. All the true essence of the golden liquid was quickly operated in the Ren and Du meridians with the method of small Zhoutian qi circulation. Nearly 80% of the true essence of the golden liquid produced by each Zhoutian were passed through the two consciousnesses of the mind and spirit, poured into the Huangquan Banner, the Dao Map, the Yin God Stick and the Divine Eye. While they were refining with Samadhi True Fire, they were also slowly nourishing the true essence of the golden liquid.

However, what really surprised Xu Changqing was that in addition to the divine eyes, the Yin Shenshou, the Great Dao Map and the Yellow Spring Banner all seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, and were not driven by the mind at all. Fortunately, the Great Dao Real Spirit of these spiritual treasures is still there, and everything in the spiritual treasure can still be observed through the Great Dao Real Spirit, otherwise he would have thought that these spiritual treasures had been damaged in the impact. The treasures he could drive at present were only two spiritual treasures from the Maitreya Sect that had been collected in the sleeve, the Bodhisattva relic with a little overdrawn of Buddha power, and a dry bamboo he had refined himself.

Although he was a little surprised that he could not use some of his strongest spiritual treasures, Xu Changqing was not worried about it. He had learned through the Great Dao True Spirit among the spiritual treasures that these spiritual treasures were evolving and recuperating, and when they could be used, they would naturally be driven by them. He knew very well that this kind of spiritual treasure that already had spiritual treasures would not only automatically save the master, but also know how to repair themselves. If they forced them to do so at this time, they would damage the spiritual treasures, which would be a bit unworthy of the loss.

After calculating the time, Xu Changqing decided to go north to Tianjin immediately. Since most of the clothes on his body had been broken and it was really indecent to continue wearing, he took out the Maitreya robe that was brought into the universe in his sleeve and replaced it. Perhaps it was because Xu Changqing's Hunyuan golden body absorbed a lot of the true power of the Ksitigarbha's divine spirit, and the merits obtained from refining the war soul in a soul-suppressing tower, his body and face exuded a kind of compassionate Dharma image similar to a monk who had attained enlightenment. As soon as he approached him, he involuntarily developed a kind of respect and closeness to him from the heart. With his head that had just gotten a little bit of hair and the dry bamboo he had refined himself, it seemed like a monk who was walking around the world and saving suffering. Even Xu Changqing couldn't help but sigh after seeing it.

Since you want to disguise yourself as a monk, you naturally have to understand some Buddhist techniques, and further refine the Maitreya robe and the Spirit Pearl of the Crossing World to prevent the spiritual treasures on his body from being unable to be used on the fifth day of next month. It is necessary to do something out of time. Xu Changqing took out the secret book of the Maitreya Sect from Shi Maitreya, took a closer look, and absorbed it into his own Nine-Rule Avenue. Taiqing Yuangang and the Spirit Pearl of the Crossing World were originally in the Taoist sect, and he quickly mastered it.

The use of Taiqing Yuangang in disguise made him once again improve the power of Daowu and Hunyuan golden body, which is a considerable gain. As for the other set of White Lotus Transfer Arts of the Maitreya Sect, although it was not fully mastered, it was not difficult to disguise his Taoist true essence as a white lotus Buddha Yuan with the magic of the Nine-Rank Dao. In addition, the refined Maitreya robe allowed him to walk on the way to Tianjin as a monk without any flaws.
Chapter completed!