Yinshan Record

Chapter 75 Tortoise and Snake Compass
Qiaoxiaoqianxi, beautiful eyes look forward to Xi.

The delicate little girl scratched her hair and chattered away.

"My husband is such a fickle man, how come you don't recognize me when you see me?"

You're kidding me.

Su Che looked at the little girl in front of him.

The Qingqiu we saw before was either its true form as a cloud fox or an incarnation of a paper doll.

The girl in front of me looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old, but the pressure emanating from her was as solid as a tangible substance.

"Your cultivation level..."

Su Che hesitated.

"Alas, my cultivation has progressed greatly. I am now considered a fifth-rank great demon."

Your promotion was rather abrupt.

Su Che remembered seeing this little fox before; it was around the eighth rank in cultivation, similar to his current level.

When a great demon reaches the seventh rank, it can transform its form and refine its body to become human.

But now, the little fox's imposing aura made Su Che feel that it was only slightly inferior to Feng Bukong, and it had at least the presence of a sixth-rank cultivator.

Is it possible to make such progress just because you were late once?
The little fox chuckled and strolled into the tomb chamber, looking at the two-faced ghost general summoned by Su Che.

"It's only of about the eighth grade quality, connected to the earth's power and yin energy. Without a sixth-grade cultivation, it would be difficult to break through such a defense in a short time. Where did you find such a hard tortoise shell, my husband?"

As she spoke, she stepped on Yuan Caiyi's corpse.

"Where did this slut come from?"

As if he wasn't satisfied with what he was saying, he kicked Yuan Caiyi again.

"The disciple of Qingwang Valley is called Caiyi."

Su Che naturally couldn't connect Yuan Caiyi to the "Wuzhiqi" of the Zhongshan Society. He unfolded his folding fan, placed the two-faced ghost general back onto the fan, and stepped forward to carefully help Lin Jiugong up.

"Brother Lin, don't be alarmed, this is my wife."

On the other side, Song Qi took out a few pills from his waist, swallowed one himself, and then put another into Lin Jiugong's mouth, carefully observing Lin Jiugong's injuries.

"Mr. Yue, my junior brother is seriously injured and needs to rest."

"The atmosphere outside is heavy with evil spirits and miasma. Mr. Song, please wait a moment, let's go back together."

Song Qi nodded.

After all this, Su Che's opinion of Boss Song changed considerably. Thinking of the fake pill that the little fox had given him, he felt a little uneasy.

I'll talk to the little fox later and tell him not to use that poison pill to trick Boss Song.

"Hmph." The little fox bared its teeth and claws at Yuan Caiyi's "corpse," then turned its head and looked at Song Qi with a grin.

"You old man have some rules, you'll get your share of the benefits later."

After saying that, the little fox looked at the corpses lying all over the ground.

“That old bald monk is dead, but he’s not quite dead yet, and he’s caused a lot of trouble.” The little fox hopped and jumped and grabbed Su Che’s arm: “It’s my husband who is so powerful that he dug up his turtle grave.”

Under the immense pressure of the great demon, Su Che felt that he could hardly breathe.

"Is this the old lion's grave?"

"Yes and no."

The little fox looked around at the tomb, which was mostly destroyed in the fighting.

"At first, no one knew which believer's grave this was. Later, he took a liking to it and made some arrangements."

She glanced pitifully at the single Buddhist bead that had been transformed from her one eye, then with a wave of her hand, the bowl-sized bead landed in her palm, no bigger than a cherry.

"Buddhism has the doctrine of the Twelve Links of Dependent Origination. This doctrine is the foundation upon which Vairocana Buddha established the path of Buddhism. The various arrangements made by the old lion in the Xuan Mountain buried not only his remains, but also these Twelve Links of Dependent Origination."

The little fox closed its eyes and took a deep breath, seemingly trying to figure out how the Lion-Lotus-Possessing Buddha had left this place.

"This grave contains the old lion's ignorance, that is, his obsession corrupted by the heavenly demon. His lack of understanding of the law."

The little fox's eyes gleamed slyly: "In the end, it was because he was corrupted by the Heavenly Demon that he put that hurdle he couldn't get over in his heart here to trick people."

The little fox chuckled. "Those lying here are all those who won't make it through this ordeal. The only one who can probably get through it is my husband."

Su Che sensed that something was off with the little fox.

"Hmm? I guess I've gotten through this hurdle."

Excellent, Namo quantum mechanics! Su Che praised in his heart, and joyfully paid homage to the great bodhisattvas such as de Broglie, Heisenberg, and Bohr.

The little fox looked at Su Che, its eyes so wet they seemed about to drip water.

She pulled Su Che along and led him directly into the inner tomb chamber.

The layout of this tomb chamber is different from the outside. There is no coffin in the very center, but only a bronze Buddha statue with seven lion heads roaring fiercely and six arms holding ritual implements.

The left and right sides of the tomb chamber were painted with distorted characters in crimson cinnabar. These characters were twisted like ghosts and monsters, and the dark patterns on the wall bricks resembled ferocious human faces, scrutinizing the bronze Buddha statue in the center with malice.

It seems that the bronze Buddha statue was not an object of their worship, but rather a prey they were eager to dismember.

"This is the Great Dark Heaven Fundamental Mandala of Buddhism. Although it is Buddhist Dharma, it is also tainted by demonic forces."

The little fox frowned and stretched out its exquisitely carved little hand, tracing lines in the air.

The vaguely discernible human face became more and more distinct, and the expression on its face seemed to come alive.

The night was consumed by lust, and a pair of divine eyes devoured the little fox and Su Che alive, processing them for three days and three nights until they reached the ultimate bliss.

His rage burned the heavens, his hatred and fury threatening to set everything ablaze, severing the heads of all living beings and offering them as sacrifices before the bronze throne in the outer realms of the nine heavens.

He is treacherous and deceitful, scheming and calculating, relentlessly pressing forward, his eyes filled with boundless hatred that threatens to engulf the world.

Greedy and ruthless, they devour everything, leaving nothing behind, their eyes filled with the primal desire to seize and possess everything.

The seven-headed lion Buddha statue stands proudly in the darkness, its towering presence seemingly filling the entire world.

The Lord of the Endless Heavenly Demons Beyond the Nine Heavens, the King of Freedom, descended to the mortal realm.

When a single thought arises, countless demons submit; when a single thought falls, the entire world returns to the Dharma-ending Age.

A thought arose in Su Che's mind.

Bow down before this supreme being, follow Him, worship Him, and praise Him.

Abandoning all self and merging into this mighty torrent, there is no greater power in the world.

In the blink of an eye, the scriptures appeared, a distant bell rang out, and it seemed as if countless beings were murmuring in my ears.

Within his mind, a deity in a black crown and golden armor shook his six arms, and the talismans in his sea of ​​consciousness circulated in sequence, with layers of yin energy rushing in, as if a prison from the deepest hell had trapped Su Che inside.

The Yin Heaven Secret Manual evolved layer by layer, gathering together to completely devour and refine the Yin energy that seemed to come from the depths of the Netherworld.

Su Che felt the magical power within his sea of ​​consciousness growing.

Thirty-six Zhou Jue Yin Tian Secret Talismans manifested in the void, combining with each other, and the Xuan Yin Qi transformed into a long snake that coiled around Su Che.

A glint of light flashed in the long snake's eyes, and it hissed and roared.

In an instant, Su Che felt all the pores on his body close, and the faint feeling of weakness he had felt while breathing disappeared.

It turns out that since birth, my innate essence has been constantly flowing out of the world with every breath, following the flicker of my thoughts. Today, as my practice progresses, I have finally grasped that bit of innate spirit and blocked the path of my essence from leaking out.

With the help of this Great Dark Heaven Mandala, his "Zhou Jue Yin Tian Secret Manual" made further progress, and actually generated thirty-six magic talismans.

These talismans, when combined, could actually evolve into a red-eyed black snake.

"The tortoise and snake coil can grow golden lotuses even in fire!"

Su Che stretched out his hand, and the black snake, as if it were an avatar of his own body, coiled around his body, its scales clanging as it slowly flicked its tongue.

This black snake was a manifestation of true yang arising from its own further cultivation, born from the profound yin.

If another dragon turtle could be evolved, then water and fire would be combined, and the merit would be complete.

Su Che looked at Qingqiu, who was helping him with his cultivation.

wrong.

This one should be a cunning old fox.

(End of this chapter)