Fox Demon Crossing

The third type is the spell to summon the gods, which is also the highest level of the summoning magic. Through this technique, the will of the gods can be possessed. Simu can also use this technique, but like many Maoshan Taoist priests, he usually invites small gods such as the Six Dings and Six Jias. It is usually difficult to invite gods like the King of Growth, who are obviously high-level gods in the heavenly palace.

Lin Jiu suddenly noticed the jade order in Jin Renfeng's hand. The corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily. He vaguely understood in his heart why Jin Renfeng was able to contact King Zhangzhang.

Shi Jian spat out words full of hatred from his mouth, and Jin Renfeng was stunned. The first thing he thought of was "last breath". However, he felt something was wrong and realized that it should be the Yin spirit that was controlling what he said.

Yin spirits are beings that gather three souls and seven spirits. Taoists who have cultivated Yin spirits will not fall into a brief unconscious state like ordinary people after their death. Under normal circumstances, the souls of people who die normally will wander around the body unconsciously for seven days, which is often called "seven-day return of the soul". In this state, people do not call it a ghost. According to Maoshan, it should be called "ownerless Yin soul".

Whether it is Shi Jian or Lin Jiu, they are all masters who have cultivated Yin God. Perhaps because Yin God is more inclined to the form of spirit body, even if they have cultivated Yin God, their bodies have not changed much. The highest realm pursued by Maoshan Taoist priests is to be reborn and become immortal. From practicing Qi to cultivating Yin God, and then to Yang God, the purpose of this whole training system is to achieve immortality.

Unfortunately, it was daytime at this moment and Shi Jian's Yin Spirit could not leave his body at all.

Lin Jiu smiled bitterly and said, "Big Brother, it won't be long before our Maoshan's law enforcement elders arrive. I believe the elders will have their own conclusions on the right and wrong."

Shi Jian's act of creating a corpse demon has violated a major taboo of Maoshan. He also killed several people for this. This act has violated the ancestral precepts of Maoshan, and he will probably be sent to the eighteen levels of hell.

"Qiu Sheng, go find a piece of white cloth to cover your master's body."

"Yes, master."

At this time, Wencai asked: "Master, how should we deal with Shi Shaojian?"

"Woooooooo..."

Shi Shaojian's eyes rolled violently, and Wencai casually stuffed a rag into his mouth. Seeing this, Lin Jiu signaled Wencai to take out the rag.

"Uncle Master, this matter has nothing to do with me. It was my father who decided to turn me into a corpse demon without my permission. Everything has nothing to do with me. Uncle Master, please have mercy and let me go." Shi Shaojian pleaded loudly.

At this moment, Shi Jian, who was in a state of Yin Shen, almost lost his mind when he heard these words. He spent a lot of effort to revive Shi Shaojian, and even used evil magic to refine him into a corpse demon, just to keep him alive. Who did he do all this for?

"Shi Shaojian, can you have a bit of backbone?" Lin Jiu's face turned gloomy, and suddenly he felt that he was not worth it for this senior brother Shi Jian.

Shi Shaojian was still making a noise, and Wencai, who could no longer bear it, stuffed the rag into his mouth again.

They waited like this for about a quarter of an hour.

A golden light rushed from the sky and landed in front of them. An old man with a thin figure and golden light all over his body appeared in front of everyone.

"Lin Jiu pays respect to Chen Zu."

Chen Zu did not care about the false courtesy of the crowd. His eyes stayed on Shi Jian's body. With a wave of his hand, a golden light fell on his body, causing the body to heat up rapidly, and he immediately sat up.

"Chen Zu..."

"Shi Jian, you really disappoint me." Seeing Shi Jian bowing his head and not saying anything, the old man said calmly: "Do you know what the ninth rule of Maoshan's ancestral precepts is? Do you still remember it?"

"Article 9 of the Maoshan ancestral precepts forbids the use of evil magic to harm lives. Once discovered, at the very least, the person's cultivation will be abolished and he will be expelled from the sect; at the worst, he will be executed on the spot."

"If you still remember it, why would you make such a mistake?"

"It's for my son." Shi Jian suddenly closed his eyes and replied, "Chen Zu, you can't understand the pain of losing your son."

The old man did not respond, and the whole world seemed to have fallen into silence at this moment.

Finally, the old man left.

Shi Jian's body turned into dust and disappeared without a trace in a gust of wind.

Shi Shaojian also could not escape the fate of death.

The two were sent to the underworld by Chen Zu for trial, and the subsequent judgment was left to the underworld to handle.

"Master, who is this old man?"

“It looks so majestic.”

Lin Jiu glared at Wencai and scolded him coldly: "Don't be rude, go back and copy the Maoshan ancestral precepts a hundred times!"

"what?!"

"No, a hundred times?!"

"Qiu Sheng, what are you laughing at? Do the same as Wen Cai, one hundred times. Give it to me tomorrow morning. If it's not enough, then add another hundred times!"

"Do not--"

Qiu Sheng and Wencai were filled with grief and indignation.

Knowing they couldn't escape, they glanced at the sky and immediately ran towards their own charity cemetery.

“Brother, they have to copy the Maoshan ancestral precepts a hundred times overnight. I guess they won’t be able to sleep tonight.” Qianhe said with emotion.

Lin Jiu put his hands behind his back, looked at Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai's figures going away, sighed and said: "Junior brother, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai are less talented than each other. Although they cannot become official Maoshan Taoist priests, I can't let them go astray. I can't take care of them forever. They have to learn to be independent after all."

Maoshan, a mountain that reaches into the clouds.

The only two remaining ancestors of Maoshan who had cultivated the Yang God were sitting on the ground.

"Daoyou, Maoshan will depend on you from now on."

"It seems that the body can no longer support it."

"That's right. Living in such an era is the sorrow of us and all the practitioners in the world. I heard that another sect with a thousand-year-old tradition has perished recently. I don't know what the future of our Maoshan will be."

"Don't worry, my friend. As long as I am here, Maoshan will not perish."

Chen Zu replied, "If our Yang God cultivation fails to reach the third level, our lifelong cultivation will be in vain. I don't want to become a ghost cultivator. At worst, I can start cultivating again in the next life."

Indeed, the fundamental laws of this world are only a hundred years away from complete extinction. How can I, an old man, be sure to cultivate the Yang God to the third level in this short century? The road ahead has been cut off and there is no way to make further progress. It is no wonder that those evil monks have become more and more arrogant in recent years...

After Shi Jian's problem was solved, Jin Renfeng bid farewell to Master Qianhe and began a life of practicing alone in the world.

He walked along the way, sometimes stopping, sometimes moving forward.

He had killed evil spirits and fought fiercely with ferocious zombies, and each time he stayed in one place would never exceed ten days.

He entered the secular world and practiced cultivation in this way, persisting for ten years.

However, this peaceful day was eventually broken.

He witnessed with his own eyes the Japanese pirates invading China. They were cruel and ruthless, and wherever they went, no one was spared, no matter whether they were old or young.

What is even more outrageous is that they use their own corpses to nourish those evil things.

In a short period of time, the land of China was devastated and all lives were lost.

Many Taoists who had been living in seclusion in the mountains and forests and practicing with all their concentration came out of the mountains and forests, including Maoshan. No matter whether they were practicing in seclusion or traveling, they all received the order issued by the head of the sect, which consisted of only four words - "slay the demons and eliminate the evil."

After fifteen years of ups and downs, only those who have personally experienced this difficult period can deeply understand the bitterness and tragedy within it.

Fifteen years later, when Jin Renfeng returned to Maoshan, he found that the Maoshan he once knew had become extremely deserted and desolate.

The mountain that once reached the sky has now been broken in half.

Those buildings in memory have long since turned into ruins.

"You are... Senior Brother Wang Yang?!"

"Who are you?" Jin Renfeng raised his head with a tired body and saw a thin middle-aged man with a mustache looking at him with surprise.

The other person's face seemed vaguely familiar.

"Liu Jie?"

The reason why Jin Renfeng remembered this person was that during the nine years he practiced Taoism in Maoshan, he had listened to the sermons of the then abbot many times. His only impression of him was that Liu Jie was the fourth disciple of the abbot, who was punished for being lazy and playful. Whenever the abbot gave a sermon, he would use him as a negative example to warn everyone.

"Brother Wang Yang, I didn't expect you were still alive."

Liu Jie wiped his tears excitedly.

Jin Renfeng asked tiredly, "Who is the most senior person in our Maoshan now?"

Liu Jie replied: "That's you."

"Master, uncle, brothers, and ancestors, they all... died in the battle..."

When mentioning this, Liu Jie couldn't help crying again.

Jin Renfeng said nothing, but patted Liu Jie's shoulder gently.

Time flies, two years have passed.

After everyone's joint efforts, Maoshan finally regained some vitality.

In a room, Jin Renfeng stared down at the yellow paper in his hand. On the paper were the last words left to him by the Yangshen Patriarch:

"Burn yourself to temper the Yin spirit, and refine the pure Yang spirit with the fire of one heart."

The continuous fighting over the years, coupled with several bouts with powerful evil creatures, caused his body to suffer multiple hidden injuries, and his cultivation level not only did not improve but regressed.

"This is my last chance. If I fail, I will fail."

Jin Renfeng walked into the retreat room and began his retreat practice.

One year passed, two years passed, three years passed, four years passed...

Finally, in the fifth year, Jin Renfeng successfully refined all the Yin residue in the Yin God and achieved the status of Yang God Zhenren.

After being promoted to Yangshen Zhenren, he keenly felt that he could only barely maintain his current level of cultivation and could not improve any further.

He knew very well that the world had already entered the Dharma Ending Age.

Just as he entered the Yang God Realm, a message came from the Mirror of the Heavens.

He can return to the fox demon world at any time.

"It's time to go back." Jin Renfeng whispered to himself.

But before leaving, he first went to pay tribute to Master Qianhe and those people he was familiar with.

"Brother Wang Yang, are you leaving?"

Before leaving, Jin Renfeng found Liu Jie, the current head of Maoshan. Unexpectedly, the first sentence the other party said when he saw him surprised him.

Liu Jie explained: "Grandmaster Zhang told me."

"Master Zhang..."

Jin Renfeng pondered for a while. This Grandmaster Zhang was his yangshen-level grandmaster. Liu Jie continued, "Grandmaster Zhang contacted me not long ago and said that in the Dharma Ending Age, the underworld will gradually reduce the number of times it opens the Ghost Gate, and may even completely close it in the end. With the advent of the Dharma Ending Age, even the servants of the underworld who come to the human world will be greatly affected. By the way, Grandmaster Zhang also asked me to bring a few words to my senior brother."

"Grandmaster Zhang said that no matter who you are, where you come from, or where you are going, since you have joined Mount Mao, you are a disciple of Mount Mao. Please remember the ancestral precepts of Mount Mao. As long as you do not commit crimes, you will always be a disciple of Mount Mao."

"Among the many worlds in the heavens and myriad realms, this world is just a small one. After discussion, the ancestors serving in the underworld decided to give you this jade token. It was created by the three Mao Zhenjuns. With it, no matter where you are, you can use the Taoism of Maoshan."