Yellow Skinned Taoist Master

Chapter 48: Who's Giving Tribute to Whom

Mount Yuqiong, Pure Immortal Temple.

Song Qiuyue and the others also saw the strange phenomenon of the heavens changing.

The giant sun and the red moon appeared at the same time.

Day and night were confused.

Although they didn't know what had happened, they felt an indescribable panic and uneasiness.

In the face of the heavens collapsing and the earth splitting, whether you were a Nascent Soul True Monarch or a prominent family, you were no different from an ant.

"This... this..."

Zhao Hai and the other cultivators were almost speechless, stuttering "this, this, this" but unable to say a complete sentence.

On the contrary, Song Qiuyue's expression was bewildered.

She was a noble lady of a prominent family, and the Song family was a famous and prominent family with a long heritage.The information she had access to was naturally much more than that of ordinary cultivators.

She had once read some things in the family's secret records that could not be spoken of to outsiders.

Day and night confused.

That was a strange phenomenon that would only occur when the heavens and the earth were changing.

Before the heavenly change, the connection between the human world and the Yellow Springs of the netherworld had not yet been cut off. There were even cultivators who had cultivated into immortals in the human world.

But after the heavenly change, evil entities were born.

Every moment, spiritual qi was disappearing.

When night and day were redefined, all cultivators, regardless of their cultivation, disappeared.

Even immortals were the same.

Even if they cultivated with human qi, they could only become a Nascent Soul True Monarch with a lifespan of eight hundred years.

What cultivators pursued was becoming an immortal, was longevity.

Naturally, they were unwilling. But no matter how heaven-defying your aptitude was, or how your talent surpassed the past and present, it was useless. You would either turn into a handful of yellow earth or become a god on the spot.

Of course, you could also turn into an evil entity.

There was no other choice.

Even some cultivators speculated that human qi was not spiritual qi.

The heavens of today were not the heavens of ancient times.

The laws of today were not the laws of ancient times.

Then were the people of today not the people of ancient times?

These were all written in the secret records of the Song family.

The person who wrote these secret records was the ancestor of the Song family. He didn't know if the cultivator's speculation was right or wrong, only that the other party had died a miserable death.

His bones were crushed and his ashes were scattered, and his nine clans were exterminated.

Along with this matter, those who knew would not speak of it to outsiders.

Spiritual qi was spiritual qi.

The heavens were the heavens, and the laws of today were the laws of today.

People were people, and it had been so since ancient times.

And just at that moment, a golden light flashed and disappeared in an instant, streaking across the heads of Song Qiuyue and the other cultivators and entering the Pure Immortal Temple.

The brass oil lamp carried the unconscious Chen Huangpi.

It went straight to the main hall of the Pure Immortal Temple.

As if it knew that the brass oil lamp was coming in, the main hall's gate opened without any wind.

Inside the main hall, sandalwood incense was curling up.

A Daoist wearing a blue-black Daoist robe was sitting cross-legged, facing the temple gate.

"Temple Master..."

The brass oil lamp recognized at a glance that this was not the purple-robed First Temple Master, nor the white-robed Second Temple Master. It was the Temple Master that Chen Huangpi had been determined to cure, the one who patrolled the mountains from time to time, who did not allow disasters to occur in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the omnipotent Temple Master.

"Temple Master, please save Chen Huangpi!"

The brass oil lamp's eyes were filled with tears.

But the Temple Master did not answer. With just a wave of his hand, the brass oil lamp turned into its original form.

And Chen Huangpi flew to his front.

Although the Temple Master was old, his body looked thin, and his hair was white, he was taller than an ordinary person.

Even when sitting, Chen Huangpi was only as tall as the Temple Master.

The brass oil lamp did not dare to make a sound.

It could only watch as the Temple Master placed Chen Huangpi on his knees and tidied the dust on his body.

But besides that, the Temple Master did not make any other movements.

This made the brass oil lamp go mad with anxiety, and it couldn't help but say, "Temple Master, Chen Huangpi is not breathing. Please save him."

Hearing this, the Temple Master finally glanced at the brass oil lamp and laughed, "It's fine. Huangpi'er just grew a little too fast."

"It's not a big deal."

"But..."

"Huang Er, you are a bit clueless."

The Temple Master said jokingly, "It's rare for the poor Dao to be lucid for a while. Let the poor Dao look at him a few more times. The next time we meet, he will have grown up."

"Temple Master."

"Mmm?"

The brass oil lamp hesitated for a moment and then said, "The sun and the moon are in the same sky outside, and night and day are confused again. Could it be that the heavens and the earth are going to change again?"

In fact, it had an illusion.

It always felt that this strange phenomenon of the heavens and the earth seemed to have been caused by Chen Huangpi.

Otherwise, why didn't it usually happen? As soon as he suddenly grew crazily, the strange phenomenon was fine.

"Yes and no."

The Temple Master seemed to have seen through the brass oil lamp's thoughts. He nodded and then shook his head. His loving gaze never left Chen Huangpi.

"The heavenly change hasn't even ended. Where did the 'again' come from?"

The brass oil lamp said, "When you created me, I once heard you say that after the heavenly change, day and night will be redefined after six days and six nights. Now that there is another strange phenomenon in the heavens, isn't it another time?"

"Six is the yin pole, and nine is the yang pole."

"Yin and yang are originally intertwined, inseparable. Yin is yin, and yang is yang. The yin pole gives birth to yang, and the yang pole gives birth to yin."

The Temple Master's voice was obscure and inexplicable, but it pointed directly to the root of the heavenly change, "The Hundred Thousand Mountains are the first place where the sun sets and the moon rises. Therefore, the heavenly change also began here first, first the yin pole and then the yang pole."

"The yin pole is determined by the heavens, so the I will not interfere. But this yang pole..."

The Temple Master softly said three words.

"I don't like it."

These three words simply struck a chord with the brass oil lamp.

It was extremely excited, and even its lamp oil was boiling.

It wished it could kowtow and bow, and learn from Chen Huangpi to call him "master."

But when the words reached its mouth, the brass oil lamp subconsciously became fawning again, "Temple Master, it's worth it for me, Huang Er, to have been created by you in this lifetime. The name you gave me is also very nice. I won't be like Huang Yi, who doesn't know where he ran off to. I will always stay in the Pure Immortal Temple, accompany Chen Huangpi for a lifetime, and protect him for a lifetime."

"You are a thoughtful one."

The Temple Master rarely glanced at the brass oil lamp and said jokingly, "It's just that your mouth is too loose, always saying bad things about the me. But you don't dare to say it out loud, only daring to write flowery essays in your heart. You need to change..."

Speaking of which, the Temple Master suddenly paused.

The brass oil lamp thought the Temple Master was angry and was so scared that it immediately promised, "Yes, yes, I will never dare again."

"There's no need."

The Temple Master waved his hand and said casually, "I knew what kind of character you were when I created you. In the future, it's better to be as you are. Just don't use such dirty words, so as not to corrupt Huangpi'er."

After speaking, he put Chen Huangpi down.

At this time, the brass oil lamp finally discovered that at some point, Chen Huangpi's chest was already rising and falling in an orderly manner.

It seemed to be just as the Temple Master had said.

He had just grown a little too fast.

"Temple Master, are you going to solve the yang pole?"

The brass oil lamp was referring to the strange phenomenon in the sky.

The Temple Master walked past the brass oil lamp and said indifferently without turning his head, "What kind of yang pole is this? It's just a virtual image manifested in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. If I don't allow it, even this virtual image won't be born."

"Look, isn't it gone?"

The brass oil lamp looked up and indeed saw that the giant sun that had risen from behind the red moon had disappeared in the blink of an eye.

It was still an hour before dawn.

So, it was night now.

The brass oil lamp's mind was turbulent. It subconsciously wanted to compliment him, but it couldn't see the Temple Master's figure.

...

Outside the Pure Immortal Temple, inexplicably, a clear wind blew past.

The thick white fog that had originally trapped Song Qiuyue and the others and forced them to this Mount Yuqiong instantly dissipated, as if it had never appeared.

"The strange fog has dispersed?"

At this time, these cultivators finally discovered that they were originally standing in front of the tall mountain gate of the Pure Immortal Temple.

"Look, the words on the mountain gate have changed!"

Someone cried out in terror. Everyone looked up and only then did they discover that the three large characters "Pure Immortal Temple" that were originally written on the mountain gate had at some point turned into "Town Immortal Temple."

And what was even stranger was that after the white fog had dispersed, they saw that the Pure Immortal Temple had become completely different from what they had seen during the day.

It had become larger, and an unknown number of houses and buildings had appeared out of thin air.

No, it was more than that.

As soon as these cultivators looked up, their bodies went limp, and they knelt directly on the ground.

There was no pressure.

Nor was there any aura of intimidation.

They had only seen one by one, huge, vague, god-like and demon-like figures standing behind the Pure Immortal Temple.

"Run! Quick, run!"

Song Qiuyue's mind was only filled with the thought of escaping.

Although she didn't know what had happened, it was a rare opportunity now.

The further she ran, the better.

At night, cultivators could not fly in the Pure Immortal Temple because they would be discovered by the evil entities and then be attacked by them.

But she had brought sixty deities with her.

It was enough to protect them as they flew through the air and escaped from these Hundred Thousand Mountains overnight.

But the sixty deities only replied to her with one sentence.

"Lie down, don't move."

Before Song Qiuyue had time to think, she heard the sound of footsteps from above her head.

The sound came from far to near.

But no one dared to raise their head.

It was only when the footsteps had reached them that Song Qiuyue and the others saw a pair of Daoist shoes from the corner of their eyes.

The shoes were blue-black.

Not white, not purple, and not green.

It was the strange old Daoist.

Song Qiuyue's face was pale. She didn't even dare to tremble. She could only lower her body even more, sticking to the ground like a worm.

...

At this very moment, in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the rumbling sound continued.

The earth shook and the mountains swayed, and the trees collapsed.

The mutated deity statue roared at the sky, unwillingly destroying everything around it.

The black smoke around its body even burned the ground to a scorched black color.

But just at that moment, the mutated deity statue's whole body stiffened. The giant eyes in the palms of its waving hands reflected the figure of a thin old Daoist.

The old Daoist was wearing a blue-black Daoist robe.

Although he was tall, in front of the mutated deity statue's huge body, he was smaller than an ant.

Thump.

The mutated deity statue knelt down on the spot.

Even the black smoke circling around its body had retracted into its body.

Its two hands were even clasped together, constantly bowing in salute.

The mouth on the mutated deity statue's chest also opened and closed, as if it were saying some pleading words.

"You've had your throat bone removed, yet you're still so talkative."

The Temple Master said indifferently, "I brought you all from Da Qian to this place. I explained the stakes from the beginning. But after I went mad, you all ran out one by one. It's fine if you ran, but you, you came back after suffering a little. It's not that easy."

"Now that you've turned into an evil entity, you actually want to eat Huangpi'er. You are truly rebellious!"

"If it weren't for the fact that you are the only deity left in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, I would have turned you to dust right now."

The voice did not carry any strange phenomenon.

There was no spring thunder from the tongue, nor was there a strong wind.

But the mutated deity statue was trembling with fear, constantly bowing in salute.

Without the black smoke circling around it, it seemed to have become much more lucid, and it had once again become the pitiful deity whose offerings were often stolen by Chen Huangpi.

But what was wrong was wrong.

It was useless for it to regret it now.

The Temple Master just pointed with his finger, and the mutated deity statue's body immediately exploded, and a large piece of flesh and blood burst out.

It seemed to be completely different from other mud-and-wood-carved deities.

It was a living being with real flesh and blood.

The flesh and blood emitted a clear fragrance, without any impurities, and not even a trace of black smoke.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a plate of melons, fruits, and pastries and flew into the Temple Master's hand.

When the mutated deity statue looked up again, there was no sign of the Temple Master.

There is an extra chapter, 46-47. You can see it by refreshing. I will release another chapter tonight.

This extra chapter doesn't count, it's just a small exciting point.

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