Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

Chapter 222 Empress Jinyuan

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Seven days flew by.

It is still the White Snake Cave where the spiritual essence of earth veins was discovered.

Xu Junming sat cross-legged, surrounded by five Dharma protectors.

He wanted to attend the birthday of ‘Empress Jinyuan’.

This Empress Jinyuan was not a stranger to him either.

Rumor has it that she was a princess during the Ming Dynasty, named ‘Jinyuan’, also known as ‘Princess Jinyuan’. He was originally a monk who never survived the Golden Core Heavenly Tribulation and lost his body, leaving only his soul in the world.

Within fifty years after converting to the ghost path, he achieved the realm of ghost commander. In the Ming Dynasty, he was granted the title of City God of the First Prefecture, and was respectfully called "Jinyuan Empress" among the people.

Later, the northern Jin people took over the Ming Dynasty, but they did not dare to offend this powerful ghost cultivator who had reached the level of ghost commander.

It's not that there are no experts among the monks worshiped by the Jin people, but that the 'Empress Jinyuan' occupies a 'yinli' as her dojo.

Unless the entire Yinli is destroyed, she cannot be killed.

In addition, it is very difficult to enter this Yin without deep space cultivation, or Empress Jinyuan's permission.

More importantly, only ghost cultivators can enter the underworld. Regardless of whether you are a mortal or a monk, if you want to enter, you must go there with your soul.

Xu Junming was not sure whether the puppet talisman would still work after his soul entered it, so he arranged a group of guardian generals early.

"The most likely place that can isolate the Soul-Calling Bell is Empress Jinyuan's dojo. No accident, Ren Xiang should be inside. If you want to catch him, I have to go in personally."

The execution of Ren Xiang was not only due to the cause and effect of the two sides' unrequited struggle, but also because of Uncle Jiu's instructions. In addition, he was also very interested in the space spiritual weapon in Ren Xiang's hand.

The way of space is the most difficult to comprehend, and he doesn't want to let go of anything that can bring inspiration.

Having made complete preparations, Xu Junming changed his magic formula and his spirit walked out of his body.

He stretched out his hand and a dreamy yellow beam flew into his palm.

The space, reincarnation, and soul magic weapons are the most suitable for him to use now.

The red fire divine light is a magical weapon of the Way of Flame, which is too overbearing. Unless he can become an immortal in the future and his soul can reconcile the yin and yang, it is not suitable for the soul master of the yin attribute.

With a movement in his heart, his soul merged into a dream of yellow rice. Three hundred and sixty-five grains of yellow rice, like a long river of nine colors, flew straight to the northeast, ignoring the obstacles of mountains, rocks and river water.

Twenty miles away is the Jinyuan Empress Temple in Shanyang County.

It was night at this time, and of course it could only be night. Otherwise, unless the soul body is an immortal with pure Yang, who can withstand the burning of the true fire of the sun?

"He who comes is stopped!"

As soon as Xu Junming arrived at the temple gate, he was blocked by a tall ghost general.

The yellow rice fell and Xu Junming appeared.

"I am here to wish you a happy birthday, please let me go."

"Please show me your name card, Taoist Priest."

Xu Junming took out the name card he had made in advance, held it with his magic power, and handed it over.

"Laolongwan casual cultivator Xu Ling?"

"Exactly down there."

"Did you bring any birthday gifts?"

"I bring it with me."

Examine Xu Junming for a moment.

"Someone is coming."

A female ghost dressed as a maid came out.

"General."

The ghost general nodded.

"Take him in."

"yes!"

"Remember, after entering the God Realm, you are not allowed to wander around."

Xu Junming smiled and nodded, and walked into the temple gate with the little female ghost.

Because the entire Yanzhou Prefecture and dozens of Jinyuan Empress Temples can enter the underworld, Xu Junming did not see anyone else.

The little female ghost took him into the temple, passed through the courtyard surrounded by ghost soldiers, entered the middle temple, and walked back from the left passage.

Pushing open the closed door at the end, a stone road leading into the distance appeared outside.

"Dear guest, please!"

Xu Junming stepped in.

Shenhun suddenly felt a little more comfortable. It was obvious that he had entered Empress Jinyuan's vagina, or the Taoist temple.

Looking up, there is a white full moon in the sky, casting a faint light, preventing the world from being completely dark.

As far as the eye can see, the surroundings are surrounded by dense and weird woods, with some low mountains scattered here and there, but neither the mountains nor the woods are alive.

They are all made of Yin energy and are similar to decorations.

At the foot of the foot is a bluestone platform with a diameter of three feet, and a stone road five feet wide, passing through the forest and stretching into the distance.

Looking back, I saw that the door through which I came in was long gone.

"Dear guest, please!"

Xu Junming followed the little female ghost along the stone road. After passing through the woods, a large field appeared in front of him.

"Yinfengcao!"

Looking at the two-foot-tall plant growing in the countryside, with narrow leaves and faint white stripes, I felt secretly frightened.

Yinfengcao is the most common weed in the underworld, but it is also a medium-grade elixir. The rich yin energy in it is extremely useful for monks who practice mysterious yin attributes.

In addition to the Yin Feng Grass, Xu Junming also saw many ghosts working in the fields.

"This Empress Jinyuan's dojo looks like a ghost country."

In the middle of many medicinal fields is a town. From the outside, it looks no different from the towns outside, but the people living in this town are all ghosts.

After passing through this town, not far away, a city appeared in front of us.

The city gates and walls are filled with ghost soldiers wearing helmets and carrying armor.

Like Xu Junming, people or monsters who come to the birthday banquet must register at the city gate.

The little female ghost took him to queue. Because there were four other gates, there were not too many people queuing here.

There was only one person in front of Xu Junming, no, a demon!

A black donkey nearly ten feet long, with two spiral-shaped tufts of hair on its buttocks.

This black donkey's cultivation was already at its peak, and he transformed into a lean donkey-faced young man with cunning eyes.

"Where is the greeting card?"

An old ghost wearing Ming Dynasty official robes and a goatee looked at the black donkey and said expressionlessly.

The black donkey opened his mouth, spit out a piece of yellow paper, and flew towards the old ghost.

There was a hint of disgust on the old ghost's face.

He didn't pick it up, so he held it with ghostly energy. After reading it, he picked up a pen and wrote the words "Dongting Mountain Sanyao Chenlu" on the long book on the table.

"Birthday gift?"

Chen Lu's transformed human form took out a black box from his sleeve.

In fact, it was still spat out of his mouth, and even though there was no saliva on it, the old man still had a look of disgust on his face.

Open it and register in the book the words "a pair of beautiful jade, the real thing is of low quality".

After registering, the old ghost put the black box into a big box at his feet.

Then he took out a blue jade tablet from the jade box next to him.

"Take him to Hanguang Palace."

The little female ghost who brought Chen Lu in took it with both hands and led him into the city gate.

Later it was Xu Junming’s turn.

There is no need for this old ghost to say more.

Pass the greeting cards prepared in advance.

Good old ghost, please register.

"Birthday gift?"

Xu Junming took out the robe made of white snake skin and practiced it again in the past few days when he was idle and bored.

Now this robe is already a top-grade magic weapon among the seven treasures.

The old ghost took it over and took a look, with a hint of surprise on his face.

After looking Xu Junming up and down, he took out a purple jade plaque from the box next to him.

"Take him to Zhengde Hall!"

The little female ghost responded quickly and took the jade token with both hands, looking a little surprised.

"Dear guest, please come with me!"

His attitude was obviously much more polite than before.

Obviously, depending on the quality of the birthday gift, the reception attitude will be different, and the palaces visited will also be different.

After passing through the city gate, there is an urn city first, and after passing it, there is the main city. The streets are similar to a mortal city, with restaurants and wine shops scattered throughout, except that the people eating and drinking in them are all ghosts.

Ghosts have a long life, and if they don't practice, they can live a good life for 120 years.

However, compared to human beings’ birth, old age, illness and death, ghosts do not have such worries.

When the Yin life is over, the smoke disappears, leaving only the true spirit to be reincarnated.

At that time, there will be another newbie with a blank slate without a previous life!

Xu Junming was led by the little female ghost through the streets and aisles to the inner city.

The inner city is also where Empress Jinyuan’s palace is located.

There are many palaces, and their shapes are extremely gorgeous and majestic. However, because there are no vegetation to embellish them, they lack some elegance and vitality.

It seems a bit lacking.

The little female ghost took the token given by the old ghost, passed the inspection of the city guarding ghost general, and entered the inner city.

Because Xu Junming came one day early, he had to stay in the guest room for one night.

"Dear guest, please rest here for a while. I will take you to Zhengde Hall tomorrow."

Xu Junming nodded.

"If your distinguished guest has something to do, you can call the slave. Remember, you are not allowed to wander around. Otherwise, you will violate the rules of the queen and you will be severely punished."

"Thank you, I'll take note of it."

The little female ghost bowed and saluted, then walked out of the door, but did not move away, but stood directly at the door.

The same is true for many other guest rooms, and the care is also strict.

After taking a look, Xu Junming closed the door, affixed the sealing charm, and briefly looked at the guest room.

The tables, chairs, benches, and a few furnishings are no different from those in the real world.

Sit cross-legged and sense the physical body and the protective divine general from the outside world.

The physical body can sense it, but the guardian general is intermittent and unstable due to the barrier of the Yin space.

The only one who can sense it clearly is Ren Wuji.

As the incarnation of Xu Junming’s ‘Corpse Dog Soul’, this spiritual connection transcends space.

An hour later, Xu Junming opened his eyes, and with a thought in his heart, a copper bell as big as an apple flew out from a grain of yellow rice.

Ever since Yimeng Huangliang expressed his understanding of the way of space and became the three natal magic tools of space, reincarnation, and soul, every grain of yellow rice has its own space inside.

Although this space cannot accommodate living objects, dead objects and magic weapons can.

As soon as the yellow rice came out, the soul-catching bell rang instantly.

Xu Junming was heartbroken.

"It's really here!"

"I just don't know if Ren Xiang is here to celebrate his birthday or has another purpose?"

Xu Junming, who had thought about it for a while and found no results, was too lazy to waste any more brain cells.

The soul flashed and turned into 365 grains of yellow rice, disappearing into the room along with faint spatial fluctuations.

According to this, a hundred feet away, in the shadow of a palace, yellow rice appeared again, a copper bell flew out from it, and an arrow-shaped pendulum pointed to the southeast.

Huang Liangmi had a flash of inspiration and disappeared again.

After doing this again and again, it gradually approached the center of the inner city.