Chapter 71: Yin God Fights Ghosts

"Purple Gold Bowl, Seven-Star Golden Sword!" Xu Changqing picked up some magic weapons that had lost their power but were not damaged from the side of several mummies and looked at them and couldn't help but smile. Although these immortal and Buddhist magic weapons were not the best, they were better than Xu Changqing now. He carefully searched around the cave. In addition to finding some low-level magic casting supplies from the mummies, he did not find a golden hairpin. What made him even more strange was that the goods of those merchants who were robbed by Wei Changhui were not seen. As far as he knew, merchants often robbed people and brought goods. Although most of the goods were prone to rot, several of them were sold antiques. These antique objects would be kept safely with Wei Changhui's character and would never be damaged.

After searching for nothing, Xu Changqing thought about it and felt that this place was quiet and suitable for opening the altar to refine Yin Gods and Ghosts. So he cleaned up the mummy in the cave, and then used the casting tools found from the mummy to place the spirit-reflecting array of the King and Rebellion Nine Palaces on the ground according to the records in the Huangquan Dao. Then he took Wei Changhui out of the Maitreya cassock and placed it in the center of the formation. Then he tied a seven-star gold sword with a red dust silk to hang it at the top of the cave. The tip of the sword pointed directly at the Baihui zenith of Wei Changhui's ghost body. Finally, he brought a large stone and placed it in front of the formation as an incense altar. He took out lotus lanterns and other items on it, lit it with heart fire, burned talisman paper, worshiped the heaven and earth, recited the mouth and purified the magic spell, and prepared to open the altar to cast spells.

"Gods from all directions, listen to my orders, keep the righteous and ward off evil spirits, return to their positions quickly, the divine weapons are as fast as the law order, summon the spirit!" Xu Changqing chanted the magic spell while circulating the true essence. His fingers passed by the lotus lantern on the incense altar in front of him, and took a little three-yang true fire from the lamp. As the magic spell was finished, his fingers bounced on the ordinary magic lamp in the nine palaces of the array map in front of him. The three-yang true fire immediately dispersed into nine points, and nine magic lamps were lit respectively. Then the straw man woven with spiritual immortal grass next to the magic lamp flew up under the guidance of Xu Changqing's sword point, hanging on the magic lamp, and was ignited by the three-yang true fire. When the grass man burned, the Taoist power released attracted the spiritual energy of all directions and turned into the virtual statue of the gods holding magic weapons, and was used as array spirits to suppress the formation map.

Afterwards, Xu Changqing bit the tip of his tongue, spit out a mouthful of blood, and formed into a drop of blood wrapped in the true energy, floating above the sword finger of his right hand. As he silently recited the magic spell, a stream of pure Taoist power was introduced from the tip of his finger into the blood. The drop of blood rolled and gradually faded, and eventually became no color. Then he used the Five Elements Taoism to attract the surrounding golden spirit energy and gathered in the heart and blood full of Taoism, and the drop of blood gradually turned golden again.

"The great way is impermanent, and the Dharma spirit is refining, hurry up and as the law command!" When the soul of refining Wei Changhui's spiritual consciousness and becoming the Yin God's war soul consciousness was refined, Xu Changqing popped it out and shot it into Wei Changhui's ghost body.

After the heart blood rushed into the ghost body, it immediately turned into a golden mist, spreading everywhere, and merged into a condensed ghost energy bit by bit. As more and more ghost energy was fused, part of the heart blood contracted and condensed, and a spiritual consciousness gradually formed in the heart of the ghost body. Wei Changhui's sealed spiritual consciousness was squeezed out of the ghost body bit by bit, rushed out from the Baihui zenith, and was caught by the seven-star gold sword above. When the fog transformed by the heart blood completely occupied the ghost body, the ghost body changed its gloomy and terrifying appearance, and shone with a light golden light of the golden spirit energy from the inside to the outside, looking majestic.

"Induce the formation into the body, Imperial!" Seeing that the Yin God War Ghost had initially condensed, Xu Changqing then stepped on the gypsy step and guided the true essence to draw a Taoist talisman in the void. After stating the amnesty order, the Taoist talisman immediately rushed into the body of the Yin God War Ghost and was imprinted in the heart blood spirit consciousness. The array diagram magic weapon placed on the ground around him instantly turned into a pile of powder, and the Taoist power in it turned into a stream of spiritual energy and rushed into the body of the Yin God War Ghost and merged into the heart blood spirit consciousness. The virtual statue of the god in the nine palaces also turned into nine physical soul-suppressing nails, stabbed into the nine Yin acupoints around the Yin God War Ghost, locked the golden ghost energy in his body, and prevented it from leaking out along the Yin acupoints.

After all the castings were completed, the spiritual consciousness of the Yin God War Ghost was divided into two parts, part of which remained in the Yin God War Ghost body to control its actions, and the other part was restored to a mass of virtual blood, flew to Xu Changqing's forehead, and merged into his mind. At this time, the Yin God War Ghost also merged into the spiritual consciousness with the War Ghost Spirit, and turned into a ray of light like a spiritual treasure, entering Xu Changqing's upper dantian, stopped on the Yin God stick, and endured the repeated refining of Samadhi True Fire.

At present, the Yin God War Ghost has been initially refined. According to the Huangquan Dao method, it is necessary to constantly devour the Yin God War Ghost's soul to enhance the power of the war ghost. When the war ghost surface forms Yin armor, the Yin God War Ghost will be considered to be the final refining. However, Xu Changqing is not planning to refine the war soul according to the Huangquan Dao method. After all, if too many souls are devoured, it will damage the merits. Second, the ghost power of the soul will dispel the golden spirit energy in the whole body of the war ghost, making it become as magnificent as before. Obviously, this does not meet his current identity needs. Therefore, he decided to use the golden spirit energy as the main body and the other five elements spiritual energy as supplemented to replace the soul to enhance the power of the Yin God War Ghost. Although the time may be more, the war ghosts that were tempered by the Five Elements Spiritual Energy will not be worse than the top ghost king even if they do not have the demigod power like the real Yin God.

"Huh!" Xu Changqing slowly pulled out a trace of five elements spiritual energy from his internal organs, slowly input it into Yin God and Ghost, and refined it bit by bit through Samadhi True Fire to form Yin Armor, and then relaxed a long breath of turbid air and retracted the mind.

At this time, the Seven-Star Money Sword that absorbed Wei Changhui's spiritual consciousness was shrouded in a ball of black ghost energy, and it kept shaking, as if it wanted to break free from the shackles of the red dust silk.

"Six thousand years old, you have become like this and are not honest. Do you think you can escape?" Xu Changqing sneered and stepped forward, took off the seven-star money sword hanging in the air, and the black ghost energy attached to the sword body wanted to get in from his hand, but was immediately shaken away by the true energy in his hand. When the ghost energy gathered again, Xu Changqing pinched the magic seal with his hand and quickly drew a ghost-expressing talisman in the void, then concentrated the Taoist power of the talisman paper on his fingertips, and wiped it on the money sword. The ghost energy was immediately refined and melted by the power of the Taoist talisman.

"The magic image of heaven and earth, gathering spirits to form and condense!" After all the ghost energy attached to the surface of the money sword dissipated, Xu Changqing used the method of demonic spirit to show off his soul, pulled Wei Changhui's spiritual consciousness out of the sword and floated on the money sword in the air.

At this moment, Wei Changhui's spiritual consciousness became his original appearance, but it was only the size of a palm, and his body was bound by tiny spiritual silks composed of magic circles. Perhaps he had realized that he had no chance to escape at all, so he stopped struggling and sat cross-legged, looking at Xu Changqing coldly, saying, "I am worth living in this life, even if I die, you, the demon monk, should do it!"

"Have you ever said I want you to die?" Xu Changqing looked at him expressionlessly, narrowed his eyes and said, "It doesn't look like the character of your Northern King Wei Changhui, unless you have something more important than your life and don't want me to know, so you are eager to die."

"You monster monk are thinking about something. You and I are the same type of person. They are all selfish and ruthless. With your personality, how could you let me live?" Wei Changhui's expression flashed with a hint of panic. Although he had concealed it very well, Xu Changqing was aware of the fluctuations of his spiritual consciousness.

"Is that true? It turns out that Liu Qiansui knows me so well. It seems that I should call Liu Qiansui a confidant!" Xu Changqing smiled coldly, lifted the Seven-Star Money Sword in front of him, and said, "Since Liu Qiansui can understand me so well, how can I not understand Liu Qiansui?"

Seeing the ridicule in Xu Changqing's eyes, Wei Changhui felt something was wrong. He closed his mouth and was silent for a moment, and said, "Isn't the reason you came to my cave for the sake of the Eastern King's Tibetan gold? I can tell you the whereabouts of Tibetan gold, but..."

"You don't have the conditions to talk to me." Xu Changqing interrupted Wei Changhui and said, "At the beginning, I did make money for the Eastern King's treasure, but now I am more interested in the secret that you have to keep even death!"

After saying that, without waiting for Wei Changhui to speak again, he gathered a trace of true energy and pointed it on the spiritual consciousness. Then the spiritual consciousness instantly searched into a light spot, stuck to his fingers and mixed the true energy Taoist power, drew a talisman in the air, and was then guided into the money sword by Xu Changqing's sword. Then the sword finger changed into a magic seal, and pointed it on the money sword, chanting a curse: "All things return to the origin, the universe borrows the magic method, use the spirit as the guide, and the sword as the body, Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun is as anxious as the law command! The spiritual sword guides the way!"

As the spell was recited, the body of the Seven-Star Money Sword immediately burst out with a soft white light. At the same time, it was suspended in Xu Changqing's palm, turning quickly like a compass, and finally the tip of the sword was fixed in one direction. Xu Changqing walked along this direction to the wall at the edge of the cave. What puzzled him was that this wall was not made of artificially, but a naturally intact cave wall, which was completely consistent with other walls around it, without any gaps.

"How could this happen? Shangqing Sensing Spirit Sword Leading the Way will never go wrong." Xu Changqing frowned, put his hand on the wall and groped, and said, "Is there any mechanism on the wall?"

However, Xu Changqing fumbled from top to bottom, and there were no other strange places except for a few rows of irregular small holes at the bottom of the wall. He looked down at the small holes, fell into deep thought, suddenly showed a hint of suddenness, smiled, and said to the Seven-Star Golden Sword: "Six thousand years old is indeed six thousand years old. The nest is arranged so secretly. No wonder the holy warehouse of the East Prince's Mansion, which was hidden so deeply back then, was found so easily by you. It seems that when it comes to hiding things, you are an expert."

It was not until Xu Changqing saw the rows of small holes underground that he remembered that Wei Changhui's body was a ghost body, which could be dispersed into ghost energy at any time, and there was no need for that kind of formal passage. Those small holes were the gateway for him to enter and exit the real nest. After finding the real cave of Wei Changhui, Xu Changqing no longer hesitated, formed magic seals with his hand, used the Five Elements Taoism method, and opened a large hole in the mountain wall along the direction of the small hole. After moving forward for nearly forty or fifty meters, the mountain wall was finally opened, and what came into his eyes was another larger cave.

In this cave, Xu Changqing saw the Eastern King Zangjin who was looking for. The gold bricks that were cast into square shapes were neatly piled in a corner of the cave. He walked up to pick up a gold brick and looked at it. He saw that the words "The Holy Cuthouse of Heaven" were cast at the bottom. Although he found the gold, Xu Changqing did not express much excitement. Instead, he frowned, as if thinking about something, and said to himself: "Although the amount of gold in front of him is far beyond ordinary people's imagination, it is half less than the legendary Eastern King Zangjinjin. Where is the remaining half?"

Thinking of doubt in his heart, Xu Changqing seemed to look around again, and saw a large amount of antiques and jade on the other side of the cave. Since no one had taken care of for a long time, there was a layer of dust on it, and some were even covered with moss. In an inconspicuous corner here, he saw a downward natural cave well, full of completely corrupted corpses. It was probably those who carried gold and antiques. On the other side of the cave, there was a passage hidden by weed vines. Looking up along the passage, you could vaguely feel a cool breeze blowing in.

"Where is that half of the hidden gold? There are no signs of ancient books in the antiques. Could it be that there is a cave here?" Xu Changqing glanced around the cave, frowned and thought, and put his eyes on the Seven-Star Money Sword, whose light was already dim in his palm. The casting of the spell just now had damaged Wei Changhui's spiritual consciousness. If he cast the spell again, Wei Changhui's spiritual consciousness would inevitably be scattered. Although the destruction of Wei Changhui's spiritual consciousness is not much different from the importance of dying an ant in Xu Changqing's heart, as the Northern King of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, he also knew a lot of secrets of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, which made him scattered his soul. Many questions about the ups and downs of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom could no longer be solved.

After weighing the pros and cons, Xu Changqing finally chose to let Wei Changhui's last trace of spiritual consciousness guide the way. After all, compared to the secret that had passed by Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, this secret that Wei Changhui had to keep even if he died made him feel more moved. After he injected his magic power into the Money Sword, the Money Sword began to spin quickly again, but this time it was not smooth. Wei Changhui's remaining spiritual consciousness seemed to be trying hard to resist the driving force of the Dao, and was still unwilling to guide the correct direction.

"I still want to resist after all this, which really makes me admire you!"
Chapter completed!