The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

Jiuyi Lama curled up the corner of his mouth, revealing a strange smile.

“Within five years, I predict that you will be able to enter the realm of Blue Eyed Tribute Master.

If in ten years you can go one step further and reach the level of Golden-Eyed Tribute Master.

Then you can have a place among the Five Evils!"

In the profession of tribute teachers, the rank is determined by the color of their eyes.

Every tribute master, from the very beginning of entering the tribute gate, will practice the "Eye of Recognition of Yin".

This Yin-knowing Eye is like a key for Master Gong on his path of practice, which can open the door for them to communicate with another world.

As Master Gong's skills continue to improve, the color of his eyes will also change.

From low to high, they are black, yellow, blue, purple and gold, a total of five colors.

As for the golden eye, that is the highest realm of Master Gong’s “Eye of Recognition of Yin” practice.

When one reaches this realm, Master Gong's eyes can emit golden light at will, which can instantly kill ordinary people.

You know, one of the important means of tribute master is to raise ghosts for his own use.

Therefore, this ability to recognize ghosts became a necessary Taoist method for Gongshi to learn when raising ghosts.

In this world, except for those who have achieved success in their spiritual practice.

If ordinary people do not have the ability to see ghosts and spirits, it is difficult for them to easily see "things" from another world on a daily basis.

Unless those "things" themselves are willing to reveal their true identities.

Otherwise, they are like ghosts hiding in the darkness.

He appears and disappears mysteriously, making him hard to predict.

But it’s different for tribute masters, they deal with ghosts all year round.

The perception of those "things" is as keen as a hound smelling the scent of prey.

As long as the Yin-Yang Eyes are opened, Master Gong will have abilities comparable to those of the Yin-Yang Eyes.

Being able to see the ghosts that roam outside this world is like opening a window to another world.

If Master Gong reaches the Golden Eye realm, that would be incredible, and his strength would skyrocket.

Once the eye of knowing the underworld is opened, the ghost will be trapped as if it is under a spell.

It's like putting an invisible and indestructible shackle on the ghost.

No matter how the ghost struggles, it can't break free!

Moreover, the tribute teachers could be commanded like slaves.

Drive these ghosts to do things for you and make them do whatever you want.

For example, moving money or injuring or killing people.

However, it is not so easy for Master Gong to raise a ghost.

Especially those ghost children, each of them is very aggressive and difficult to serve, and will not obey the tribute master's orders at all.

But Master Gong had this pair of eyes that could recognize evil spirits, which was like holding a magic weapon to subdue little ghosts.

These arrogant little devils can be made to obey the tribute master's orders and serve him obediently.

After Jiuyi Lama briefly explained some of these relationships, he continued, "If you have great fortune in the future and are fortunate enough to get a great opportunity, you may become the leader of the Five Evils.

Although Gongmen hasn't produced any brilliant people in these years, your talent is one in a million, which is very rare!

Maybe it will really restore the former glory of our Gongmen, and make Gongmen dominate the world again..."

Jiuyi Lama became more and more excited as he spoke, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

It seemed as if he had already seen the glorious scene in the future when Gongmen would dominate among the Five Evils and become number one.

And while they were talking with saliva flying, immersed in beautiful fantasies about the future.

Suddenly, a clear female voice came, breaking the beautiful atmosphere.

"You're probably a little too fanciful, aren't you?"

Jiuyi Lama chuckled and said confidently: "Hehe, my master Gong relies on these eyes to make a living. These eyes of mine are very accurate in judging people and they can never be wrong..."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

He turned his head sharply and looked to the left.

This sight startled him.

I saw a woman coming to his side without knowing when.

The woman was about twenty years old, with a slender figure, swaying gracefully like a willow in the wind.

A pair of big watery eyes, clear and bright, as if hiding the stars and the sea.

Her dark hair was neatly wrapped in a square scarf and tied behind her head, looking neat and tidy.

The sleeves were rolled up to the elbows, revealing a piece of white jade-like arm.

Next to her stood a middle-aged woman with a kind face.

The two of them standing together have extraordinary temperament.

It was the tofu beauty Qing'er, and the beautiful woman next to her was her aunt Lian.

In the eyes of Jiuyi Lama, Miss Qing'er looked like just an ordinary pretty woman, nothing special about her.

But for some reason, he felt a strong threat from her.

And the beautiful woman next to her also looked ordinary.

But Jiuyi Lama could also sense that there was an unusual aura hidden in the other person, and he was obviously not an ordinary person.

In the past, he would only have this feeling when he encountered a strong opponent.

This shows that Miss Qing'er is not as simple as she seems, and she must have some outstanding qualities.

Jiuyi Lama's heart trembled, his nerves tensed instantly, and he asked vigilantly: "Who are you?"

On the other hand, Miss Qing'er seemed very relaxed, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.

"It doesn't matter who we are, what matters is that we know who you are."

When Jiuyi Lama heard this, his eyes narrowed into slits instantly.

"What do you mean by that?"

Miss Qing'er had no intention of explaining.

At this moment, Aunt Lian, who had been silent all this time, slowly spoke.

She said slowly, "Although your appearance has changed, the black mole above your lip is still fresh in my memory.

If I remember correctly, your real name is Zhao Shuisheng, and you are Zhao Laozhu's cousin, right?

Eighteen years ago, the Tathagata sect was declining, and you saw that the situation was not good, so you secretly defected.

Later, in order to avoid being hunted down by the Pagoda Cult and the Qing government, he fled all the way to Southeast Asia.

Humph, I didn't expect you to dare to set foot in China again today!"

Aunt Lian's words were like a bolt from the blue, exploding in Jiuyi Lama's ears.

His eyes widened instantly, his face full of shock and fear, as if he had seen a ghost.

"How...how do you know so clearly?"

He screamed in shock, his voice changed tone, revealing endless fear and disbelief.

Aunt Lian smiled slightly but did not answer him. Instead, she slowly took out an object from her arms.

When Jiuyi Lama took a closer look, his face turned pale instantly and his body began to tremble involuntarily.

"Red...red light?!"

He looked as if he had seen something terrible.

"Do you still remember the rules of the Tower Cult? How should we deal with those who defect without permission?"

Aunt Lian stared at Lama Jiuyi with a sharp gaze.

"Three cuts and six holes, scooping money out of the oil pan..."

Jiuyi Lama blurted out the answer instantly.

"It seems you remember it quite clearly!"

Miss Qing'er couldn't help but sneer.

However, after the initial shock and fear, Jiuyi Lama gradually regained his composure.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

Today, he is no longer the young boy who was at the mercy of others.

The Pagoda religion has long lost its former glory and has fallen apart.

Thinking of this, he was not so scared anymore.

He calmed down and defended himself, "My cousin Zhao Sanduo was once one of the guardians of the Pagoda Sect. You should give face to the Buddha instead of the monks, right? And I, Gongmen, also made great contributions to the Pagoda Sect.

As the saying goes, 'A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall'. At that time, the old Buddha and those foreigners clearly wanted to destroy the Tajiao, and those famous and upright people who usually appeared to be righteous also took the opportunity to add insult to injury.

If I don't run, am I going to end up like my cousin, hacked to death or chopped into pulp?"