Chapter 112 Past Affair
Chapter 112 Past Affair
Ji Qian was taken away by the purple gold bowl, but he did not panic. He exhaled a breath with deep eyes. The breath was half black and half white, enveloping him. At the same time, it activated the Sword of Life and Death and the Book of Life and Death. He sat down cross-legged, concentrating and waiting.
There were bursts of Sanskrit music coming from the purple gold bowl, and golden Sanskrit characters surrounded it layer by layer. The sound of chanting scriptures was endless, and every word and sentence was a heavy blow, which gave Ji Qian a headache, but there were no other changes for the time being.
The sound of the chanting gradually grew louder, carrying an indescribable sense of sacredness, which made Ji Qian feel a little disgusted with the world. However, he soon realized that something was wrong, restrained his emotions, and exhaled another breath of black and white air to resist the sound of the chanting.
The system said: "Host, this bald donkey wants to save you."
Ji Qian understood in his heart and said, "This magic weapon should be of the immortal grade, but the user's cultivation should be similar to mine, so I can't do anything to him for the time being."
The system checked its fingers, feeling somewhat guilty, and said, "I can't help the host."
Ji Qian didn't think it was a big deal, he just said: "I need your help with everything, how can I eat by myself."
The system chuckled, touched its bald head, and then stepped back without saying anything.
The Buddhist music became more and more intense, and the six paths of reincarnation behind Ji Qian also began to spin, constantly exhaling breath to resist the power of salvation.
In the darkness, Ji Qian didn’t know the exact time. The owner of the magic weapon had no way to save him. Slowly, the sound of chanting weakened, until suddenly one day, the purple gold bowl turned over, spit out Ji Qian, and locked him in a house.
Ji Qian looked around the room. There was only a Buddha statue, a cushion, and not even a window. He tried to break the wall, but after a blow from his second-level magic, the wall remained intact.
This is really very strange.
Ji Qian was very cautious. He did not sit on the cushion, but sat on the ground and started thinking.
In order to be able to block the second-level magic, the magic weapon must have at least passed one level of heavenly tribulation and been upgraded to the third-level magic.
However, he had never had any grudge against Buddhism. Why would they use this third-rank immortal weapon to imprison a mere Earth Yuanshen Zhenren like him?
Ji Qian asked: "System, was there any conflict between my past life and Buddhism?"
The system replied somewhat embarrassedly: "Host, I do not have the authority to view your past life."
Ji Qian seldom sighed, but in the current situation, coupled with the fact that he was imprisoned by the Buddhist sect, not to mention that he and Su Feng were still on their honeymoon, and something unexpected had happened, he didn't know how anxious Su Feng would be. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh.
But he quickly cheered up. Since he was unable to break it with his current level of cultivation, he could only concentrate on practicing and improving his realm to break the bald donkey's magic.
Su Feng was so shocked that he almost collapsed. He stood there for a long time and still couldn't understand how Ji Qian was suddenly captured by the purple gold bowl in front of him.
"Hey? Little brother? Come back to your senses, little brother!" An old man in plain clothes waved his hand in front of Su Feng. Seeing that he did not respond, the old man pushed him and said, "Little brother, what are you doing standing here alone? It's already dark."
Only then did Su Feng realize that it was already dark. The old man in front of him was dressed simply, wearing an old straw hat. He was carrying a large bamboo basket filled with vegetables, rice and flour. It seemed that he had just finished setting up his stall and was returning home.
"I..." Su Feng opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
The old man said, "You look so elegant, but you look like an idiot. If you don't mind my house being shabby, come home with me."
Su Feng calmed down and asked, "Old man, do you know about Yin Yang Sect?"
"Shh! Shut up!" The old man quickly covered his mouth, pulled Su Feng and hurried out of the city gate, saying, "You can't say this! You can't say this!"
After leaving the city gate, the old man took Su Feng through many twists and turns and walked for about an hour before they finally arrived at the old man's home.
This is a run-down fishing village, very close to the Storm Sea. The villagers basically make a living by fishing. What surprised Su Feng the most was that, including the old man, everyone in the village had at least some Qi-drawing skills, but the strange thing was that no one would practice any further.
The old man poured a bowl of water for Su Feng, sat down, and said, "My home is by the sea, far from the Buddha in the city, so I can't come here."
He sighed and said: "The Yin-Yang Sect, oh, it was so glorious in the past, it's not the situation it is now."
Su Feng took a sip of water and said, "I came from another big world. May I ask the old man, what happened?"
Old man Wang laughed, his face full of wrinkles and a dark complexion, as if he was recalling the good old days, his bloodshot eyes revealing a gleam of spirit.
"It was so glorious in the past!" Old Man Wang sighed heavily and asked, "We caught a remnant of the Yin-Yang Sect during the day. Do you know him?"
Su Feng's face darkened, and he said solemnly, "She is my Taoist partner."
Old Man Wang sighed heavily again: "What a sin! What a sin!"
After a long time, Old Man Wang finally said, "In the past, our Xianyu World was very prosperous. Although every household in the village was a fisherman, everyone practiced cultivation."
Old Man Wang recalled that he was still young at that time and the Fairy Jade World was very peaceful.
Seeing that he was smart and willing to learn, his parents asked the village chief to give him the name Wang Tianqu, and sent him to Lingxiao Sect, a large sect not far from their home, as an outer disciple.
Wang Tianqu had a good foundation, and he was also smart and eager to learn. After a few years, he entered the Qi-cultivation period. After more than ten years, he was able to draw Qi into his body. Later, he had a series of miraculous encounters and advanced to the level of his spirit. Just when he was at the peak of his powers, something unexpected happened.
No one knew what had happened in the Xianyu World, but elders of all the major sects, including the Lingxiao Sect, who had reached the Jindan level and above, died one after another, and people were in a panic for a while.
Although Wang Tianqu was a spirit, he was also implicated. He suffered blows one after another and his cultivation stagnated. At this time, the Buddhist sect that came from nowhere began to flourish and preach, spreading the doctrine of reincarnation and karma everywhere, claiming that it was the Yin-Yang Sect that stole the karma and caused the Xianyu World to suffer such a blow.
From then on, the Yin-Yang Sect was arrested every day. For a while, everyone was busy with their own business and no one dared to practice Taoist techniques. There were still some stubborn people who insisted on practicing, but before they could reach the Golden Elixir stage, they were judged as remnants of the Yin-Yang Sect and were killed.
"Over the past few hundred years, there has been no one practicing the orthodox Taoism. Only us old bones are left." Old man Wang puffed on his water pipe, looking miserable in the cloud of smoke.
Su Feng understood, but still had doubts.
Logically speaking, since he was practicing the way of innate sentient beings, he should have been captured together, but why was he not captured?
Could it be because of the magic used by the master?
Su Feng couldn't figure out why for a moment, but he knew that it was probably this Buddhist sect that came from nowhere and was secretly doing trouble, which led to the death of the real person in this world.
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