Yinshan Record

Chapter 152 A Series of Ghost Stories
The Purple Chapter Dao Sound is an extremely rare supernatural power. It is not a wonderful technique for fighting enemies, nor does it greatly help in improving one's cultivation level.

But it can overcome all barriers and allow its voice to reach the ears of those who want to hear it.

At least in this realm, it is true. Someone once tried to use this supernatural power to transmit sound beyond the Nine Heavens Domain, but it only covered a distance of a few hundred thousand miles. Beyond that distance, there would be various noise interferences.

Compared to the vastness beyond the Nine Heavens, hundreds of thousands of miles is a very short distance.

The Immortal of Longevity who conducted this experiment deduced that there were too many people in the heavens who had also cultivated the Purple Chapter Dao Sound, causing them to interfere with each other in the outer realms.

No one else could hear the conversation between Linghu Gong and Sikong Tu.

Therefore, Su Che could only sense that the vast magical power within the Hell Transformation Diagram was slowly receding.

Although the speed was not fast, Sikong Tu was indeed stopping.

Su Che was somewhat curious.

What's Sikong Tu up to?

There's a saying from an ancient time: "Illness comes like a landslide, but recovery is like pulling silk from a cocoon."

The same principle applies to the current situation.

It's unknown how many ghost generals and soldiers have gathered their magical power in one place. It would take Sikong Tu a lot of effort to disperse this magnificent magical power layer by layer.

"Grandma, what's going on?"

As Lu Bai gazed at the distant hellish scene and the ancient Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, the various strange phenomena gradually dissipated like the receding tide.

"What could have happened? It must be that your young master Zuo unleashed his tyranny, no, his divine power, and slaughtered Sikong Tu until he was pissing his pants."

Lu Bai looked at Taigong Chong.

"Grandma, how could you say something like that?"

Lu Bai felt that compared to this old ghost named Taigong Chong, his own years in the Imperial Guard had been somewhat wasted.

At least I would never say such things as naturally as Taigong Chong.

"Oh, why not?"

Taigong Chong, on the other hand, looked completely indifferent.

"Having offended two Ghost Generals, Lord Linghu and Lord Sikong, and with Young Master Zuo's words, I, the old lady, am now the number one rebel in the Yin-Yang Realm. In any case, I'll probably have to leave this Yin-Yang Realm to make a living elsewhere in the future, so I might as well hurry up and change boats."

As he spoke, he glanced at Su Che in the picture with a hint of regret.

"If only you were really from the Ghost Ancestral Palace of Beimang."

Lu Baiyin gave a sinister smile.

"Grandma, we are from the Ghost Ancestral Palace of Beimang."

"Ah, you can use that to fool other ghosts..."

Taigong Chong's implication was that he was also present when he encountered that sword cultivator in the shed outside Guobei County, and knew how this so-called "disciple of the Ghost Ancestor Palace" came to be.

"Grandma, you don't know this."

Lu Bai chuckled.

"We really are from Luoyang."

As he spoke, he pointed to Su Che, who was slowly walking down.

"How could someone who isn't a disciple of the Ghost Ancestor Palace possess such powerful Yin Divine Abilities?"

"To tell you the truth, we have other important business here this time."

Taigong Chong frowned and pondered for a moment.

"What urgent matter?"

"How can I tell you about important matters?"

"Don't try to fool me with those old tricks."

Although Taigong Chong said this, there was some hesitation in his eyes, clearly indicating that he believed him to some extent.

With the Hell Transformation Diagram gone, Su Che slowly landed on the ground. He looked at the receding layers of ghostly mist in the distance and couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

If I could fight with Sikong Tu more in the Hell Transformation Diagram, I would probably gain even more.

Then Su Che heard Lu Bai and Taigong Chong chatting idly.

These two were lucky; they weren't caught in the crossfire. "Brother Tai has long been a comrade-in-arms with us, so I might as well reveal the answer to this mystery."

Su Che glanced at Lu Bai.

"My surname is not actually Zuo, it is Su, and my name is Su Jun. I am a disciple of the Ghost Ancestor Palace. I came south this time mainly for a treasure."

"treasure?"

Taigong Chong looked at Su Che with a puzzled expression.

"Young master, it's best not to tell the old lady about such important matters. It wouldn't be good for her to know."

"It's alright, we're all on the same side."

Su Che looked at Taigong Chong and said, "I won't hide it from you, brother. We've come here for the Azure Emperor's Treasure Garden."

"The Azure Emperor's Treasure Garden?"

"Indeed, it is that ancient treasure left by the Azure Emperor."

Su Che felt he was becoming increasingly adept at making up lies without even thinking.

"The sect has issued a strict order to seize this treasure after the changes in Xuanshan. Besides me, there are six other people who have been ordered to obtain this treasure, including Huang Kou, the Sword Burial Man. My master is someone else, but I do have a relationship with Huang Kou."

If you don't believe me, I can put you in the Azure Emperor's Treasure Garden and let you ask him yourself.

Taigong Chong still had a suspicious and disbelieving look in his eyes.

Just then, a streak of azure light came from the sky, and an old man with a blue face, about the size of a fist, landed in front of Su Che on the light.

He hovered in mid-air, wearing a dark silk robe and a black gauze hat. If it weren't for his pointed nose, dark eyes, and small body, he would have looked like an old man enjoying his retirement.

"This old man, Linghu Gong, greets Young Master Zuo."

The old man was all smiles; he was none other than Linghu Gong, the most powerful of the six ghost generals of the Yin-Yang Realm, with whom Su Che had previously clashed.

"So it was Lord Linghu."

Su Che had also heard Taigong Chong mention that this Linghu Gong was the soul of a thousand-year-old fox demon, and his cultivation ranked first among the six ghost generals. Today, seeing that what he said was true.

Although this old man was no bigger than a fist and had a strange appearance, this was a common trait among ghost cultivators. However, his eyes were full of spirit and had a unique charm, which also indicated that his Dao foundation was perfected and his lifespan in the underworld was long.

For ghost cultivators, the most difficult thing is to maintain a sliver of clarity in their minds.

After returning the greeting, Su Che remained silent, as if he didn't have a mouth, while Linghu Gong just kept chuckling awkwardly.

Seeing this, even Taigong Chong standing to the side felt a little embarrassed, before Linghu Gong continued speaking.

"My goddaughter offended you a little, young master, and offended some friends of the Beimang lineage. I would be so kind as to do me a favor and let this matter go."

So she was his goddaughter. Su Che recalled the iron-willed Madam, who seemed like a lump of steel, and felt that this Lord Linghu was a fairly upright person.

If it were me, I definitely wouldn't adopt a goddaughter according to this standard.

Yes, one must have an otherworldly air about them, good physique, and a connection to the immortals.

"This humble servant, Wu Yu Gui Shi Tai Gong Chong, pays his respects to the High Minister."

Su Che could pretend to be deaf and dumb, but Taigong Chong could not.

The Yin-Yang Dharma King has a distinctly ancient style, and the official ranks of his ghost generals are actually derived from ancient systems.

The official title of the Six Ghost Generals is Senior Minister. Below them are Middle and Lower ranks, but apart from themselves, no one in the Yin-Yang realm cares about such a thing anymore.

"So it's Taigong Chong, what a good name."

Linghu Gong laughed and said, "The Shuowen Jiezi says that 'Gong' means ancestor. I call myself Linghu Gong, and I think I've already taken advantage of everyone in the world. You are called Taigong, hehe, isn't that a good name?"

Taigong Chong also called him a silent gourd for a moment.

“Young Master Zuo, I am not here alone this time.”

Upon hearing this, Su Che looked around. Could it be that among the six Ghost Commanders, there was someone else who had come besides this person?
He was quite impressive; he had already met half of the six Ghost Generals who were in charge of the Yin-Yang Realm as soon as he entered.

"Instead, he came with the wishes of several other colleagues. Brother Huang, the sword-bearer of the Beiman lineage, is not elsewhere; he is currently a guest within the realm."

You big idiot.

If Huang Kou hadn't been currently sealed in the Azure Emperor's Treasure Garden, Su Che would almost have believed this incredibly sincere old ghost.

(End of this chapter)