The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 53 Kunlun Relics
Mountain god?

The people's expressions froze slightly as they looked at the handsome young swordsman. Qingzhu and Lingxi were both stunned. Qingzhu blinked and curiously looked at Zhou Yan, while Hu Erniang took a deep breath.

Shen Cangming's expression remained calm and undisturbed.

It seems that whether Zhou Yan is the mountain god or the young man he rescued from Qingming Market, it won't change his attitude towards Zhou Yan. Zhou Yan said to Shen Cangming, "I gained something after my previous confrontation with Wang Chun."

Shen Cangming nodded slightly.

Zhou Yan said, "Second Madam, thank you for taking care of these people. I'll go and ask this old man about the situation."

Zhou Yan's attitude remained unchanged, but Hu Erniang subconsciously became slightly reserved, nodded, and said, "Okay."

Zhou Yan extended his hand in a gesture of invitation, saying to the local earth god, "Old sir, please."

The land sighed, and a leaf drifted down from the sky. The old land suddenly shrank and sat on the leaf, floating leisurely beside Zhou Yan. Zhou Yan smiled, holding the sheathed sword in his right hand, and a wisp of wind swirling around the little finger of his left hand.

A wisp of wind lingered around the stem of a fallen leaf, drawing the old earth spirit to its side. The old earth spirit sighed and introduced himself, "This old man is named Mude Gong, but I am just an old elm tree who somehow gained spiritual power."

"These locals just gathered around the old man on their own, and that's how this village came to be. They kept talking about it, and the old man became this inexplicable local deity."

Zhou Yan, holding his sword, asked curiously, "Elm trees are just ordinary trees, but those that can communicate with spirits are not ordinary."

The old Earth God stopped actively using his supernatural powers to control his movements.

He simply let Zhou Yan guide him with the wind, saying, "Oh, this old man?" He thought for a moment and replied, "Young man, do you know Ban Chao, the former Prime Minister?"

Zhou Yan said, "Hmm?"

Mu Degong said: "During the reign of Emperor Ming of Han, Ban Chao was in charge of the Western Regions. Buddhism was introduced to the Central Plains with the mission. Before entering Chang'an, they planted a tree here and made a wish for the prosperity of Buddhism."

Zhou Yan said, "Then, old man, are you the tree from back then?"

Mu Degong smiled and stroked his beard, saying, "No, it was planted by someone later. It's just that when Ban Chao died, Buddhist temples rose and then collapsed. This branch that I, an ordinary child, picked and casually stuck in the ground, has gradually grown."

"Now, after hundreds of years, we have become accustomed to spring, summer, autumn and winter."

"That's all there is to spiritual communication."

Looking at the gloomy aura that enveloped the entire Ganquan Plain in the distance, Zhou Yan said, "This place should be fine. Since the old man is the local earth god and a natural spirit, he should know what happened. I've never heard of any monsters in Ganquan Plain before."

Mu Degong said, "Hey, ordinary monsters certainly wouldn't dare to invade the Central Plains."

“But the great demon is different.”

"Hey kid, do you still have time to listen to a story?"

Zhou Yan said, "Please."

Duke Mude stroked his beard and sighed, "This all goes back to before."

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People in the Central Plains have a tradition of worshipping the Kitchen God.

On the last day of each month, that is, the end of the month, Heaven will report the good and bad deeds of this family. For major offenses, the family's lifespan will be reduced by 300 days; for minor offenses, the family's lifespan will be reduced by 100 days. But is this really useful?
Of course not.

However, this is just a little something to add some variety to everyday life.

In the previous dynasty, the custom of using sugar melons to seal mouths was first created. However, in the Tang Dynasty, people felt that this was still not safe, so they also used wine to smear the mouth of the Kitchen God's image, so that he would be drunk and stagger to heaven, unable to say anything bad.

This family has one son and one daughter.

Their father was educated and had personally painted a portrait of the Kitchen God, which was hung on the stove. Every month, the children would touch the Kitchen God's mouth with their fingers, using the wine they had been drinking.

During festivals, we use sugar melons.

The children's hands were soft. First it was the boy's, and then the boy grew up and became his sister. Her fingers gently brushed across the Kitchen God's mouth. This happened at the end of each month, and at the end of each year, it was always accompanied by laughter.

Humans are such lovely and heartwarming creatures...

The nascent spirit is contemplating.

Later, everything changed.

The family hurriedly left their home. When they finally left, the little girl closed the door, forgetting to offer sacrifices to the Kitchen God. Her nascent spirit thought that they would eventually come back, they would definitely come back.

Because they were closed.

And so they waited and waited. Then, news came on the wind that the little girl had died of illness; then, rumors came from the water that the boy had also died of illness; and then, a group of monsters came and told the newborn spirit of their deaths.

Then it witnessed firsthand how those people died.

The waiting has no end; those who left have long been buried in foreign lands.

The new year is almost here.

No one will ever again wipe your face with their fingers.

There will be no more going home and family reunions.

He's gone mad with spirituality.

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The old man told the story, and Zhou Yan, holding his sword, said, "But I just encountered a monster. It was made of flesh and blood, and it even talked about a living soul."

The old local said, "Those are the monsters that came to Ganquan Plain." "They want to use souls and the flesh and blood of innocent people to refine and distort them with evil magic, and then completely twist the little bit of spirituality that was born in that family onto the path of demons."

"She is a demon's [Demon Temptress]."

"You despicable and shameless wretch, I spit on you! A demon seducer? I'll seduce your mother, seduce your grandfather! If this were during the reign of Emperor Wu of Han or Emperor Taizong of Tang, you wouldn't dare show your face, I'd fucking swear!"

The elegant language of the Han Dynasty.

Zhou Yan said, "【Demon Temptator】?"

The local deity, Mu Degong, said: "Yes, the spirit is different from demons, monsters, ghosts, and monsters. It is born from natural changes without any reason. These demon seditioners find these spirits and try to make them fall into demons."

"It's Master Qingming."

Zhou Yan slightly raised his eyes. It was that again!

Mu Degong said, "Hmph, Master Qingming, although I don't know what skills that guy has or what his background is, I do know his style."

"She wanted to win over a large number of divine subordinates, then stuff them all into her market, and then establish rules and order to make these divine, distorted demons obey her rules."

"This step is just like those immortals and deities in the human world who establish sects and pass on their teachings."

"This is clearly the path to becoming a demon king and a Dao Saint."

"They've also set their sights on the Kunlun relics!"

"Her? She doesn't even deserve it!"

Zhou Yan asked in confusion: "Kunlun relics?"

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With a slight flick of her fingers, the Master of Qingming Pavilion caused a ghostly spirit to swirl and hover at her fingertips. Under an indescribable force, the fragments of that spirit twisted and transformed into the shape of a beast-headed human, which was none other than Black Wind, who had been annihilated by the Tang army!
Black Wind only remembered that the Tang army was ruthless.

Elite squads are accompanied by Taoist priests who, after slaying demons and monsters, must scatter their souls.

However, they were reunited by the Lord of Qingming.

Under such immense power, Black Wind trembled and prostrated himself on the ground, recounting everything that had happened. He also used the method of recording to present what he had seen and heard. He thought he would surely be scolded, but found that there was no sound for a long time.

The peerless beauty, transformed from the Azure Netherworld Master, gazed at the commemorative photograph.

Looking at the handsome young man, the Master of the Azure Netherworld's face showed surprise, curiosity, and a smile. His slender fingers touched the cheek of the boy in the painting, and then, like a blade, they swept across the boy's throat.

"So, it was you..."

Black Wind stammered, "It was him who killed Wang Chun, slaughtered that tiger, overturned the alchemy furnace, and even took the blood pill... Master..."

The Qingming Pavilion Master said lazily, "I don't want to hear your explanation."

"You're lucky."

"After that half-human, half-demon military governor made a big fuss, the majesty of the Tang Dynasty's holy emperor was diminished, and the First-Class Duke of Mount Tai disappeared as a result. The demons and monsters he suppressed, as well as the Netherworld, lost their order. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to bring you back."

"But since I've put in so much effort, you still have to do something."

Black Wind pressed his head firmly against the ground, trembling all over, and dared not utter a word.

With a flick of his finger, Qingmingfangzhu's image appeared in front of Heifeng.

The Qingming Pavilion Master said calmly, "His face is quite good, and he also possesses the spirituality of a mountain god from a branch of Zhongnan Mountain. To obtain this item, the status of a mountain god from a sacred mountain is essential. Go and retrieve a treasure to suppress his mountain god nature and possess him."

"The rest..."

"After possessing him, he used his hands to kill them."

"Do not disappoint me."

Hei Feng hurriedly kowtowed. After his soul was stabilized by the Qingming Pavilion Master, he was sent away. His godson, Zhu Zicheng, smiled and said, "The Pavilion Master is very powerful. However, I am really curious as to why you care so much about this Kunlun treasure."

"I've lived for so many years and I never knew about this thing."

Master Qingming said:
"This is a recently coined term, so of course you wouldn't understand it."

"However, you can go back and tell your godmother whether you want to prepare for the birth. This opportunity is rare."

Zhu Zicheng smiled and said, "Junior, I am all ears."

Master Qingming rested his chin on one hand, twirling a strand of black hair between his fingers, and said, "The Qin Emperor established seven stone tablets for the Dharma lineage, which were all seized by various families, causing a great bloodbath. This Kunlun treasure is the record of the eighth Dharma lineage."

"It is a complete lineage of transmission, pointing directly to the secrets of ascending to immortality."

Zhu Zicheng's smile and composure.

The Master of Qingming Pavilion said, "It also has a secular name."

But the four words she heard next made Zhu Zicheng's expression freeze instantly.

The woman said casually:

"The jade seal of the country."

(End of this chapter)