Stone Ox, Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation Method

The entire Qin Temple was covered in a scarlet light, and bright red lanterns hung in the sky.

Pei Si squatted down, squinting as he looked at the dense, fresh footprints that had just appeared on the ground.

"Red light, tracking," Pei Si said coldly.

Taoist temples in remote mountains and forests like these have been destroyed by the corpses of the Dharma, and the situation in other places will be even more serious.

The battle of cause and effect has already begun silently.

The seekers of the Dharma also have their leaders.

It was King Xia.

King Xia issued a wartime mobilization order for the sects.

All sects located within the territory of the Great Xia Dynasty must participate in the war.

If any sect is unwilling to participate in the War of Cause and Effect, high-ranking sword cultivators from Sword City and the Sky Patrol Bureau will visit them in a friendly manner until they voluntarily participate in the War of Cause and Effect.

The cohesion of the Great Xia Dynasty was unprecedented and unparalleled.

The head of the Third Law Office of Yanghua was an old acquaintance of King Xia, and was the first to respond.

Yanghua Dharma Palace is divided into three palaces.

The relationship between the three palaces is similar to that between the Tianshi Cave, Shangqing Palace, and Erlang Palace in Qingcheng Mountain.

The three capitals simultaneously responded to the Xia king's call.

People like Pei Si don't stay on the front lines; instead, they constantly move around, dealing with the magical corpses that appear.

"Yes." Hongdeng tapped his finger lightly, and tiny, bright red palace lantern imprints appeared on the footprints.

at the same time.

In the mountains and forests, the corpse, who was flying through the air, felt a faint stinging sensation on the back of its hand.

The elderly abbot at the head of the abbot lowered his head, frowned, and looked at the bright red palace lantern mark that had appeared on the back of his hand.

He seemed to be thinking about something, then suddenly realized and muttered to himself, "This is a tradition of my Great Qin Temple. Every Taoist priest who enters the temple has to have this red palace lantern branded on the back of his hand as a mark."

Unbeknownst to him, the old abbot's mind was invaded and changed. Even if the red palace lantern mark on the back of his hand was not there originally, he would make up a logical reason for it.

"Abbot," a Dharma corpse stepped forward and said, "there are several villages clustered at the foot of the mountain..."

The old abbot nodded and said with some regret, "Unfortunately, there are too few cultivators in this temple, not enough for us to recover to our peak strength. The blood of mortals from the foot of the mountain is like chicken ribs."

Upon hearing this, the monk hesitated and asked, "Then, Abbot, shall we still go?"

The old abbot nodded and said, "Even the thinnest mosquito leg is still meat."

More than ten corpses marched in a grand procession toward the village.

In the Great Qin Temple.

Pei Si's lips curled up, disappearing into the flashing red light along with the red lamp.

Shiniu Village.

While digging a well, the villagers unearthed a giant stone ox, and the village was renamed as a result.

Later, a geomancer who happened to be passing by said that the stone ox was there to suppress evil spirits in the village, and that once the stone ox was dug out, the evil spirits ran away.

One day, it will surely bring disaster.

Even if the stone ox is backfilled, it will be of no use.

The villagers of Shiniu Village all asked for a solution.

The geomancer said that soon a new Taoist temple would be built on this mountain. He advised that if the geomancers devoted themselves to worshiping the temple and offered them religious gifts at appropriate times, a celestial master would surely protect them.

Sure enough, not long after, a Taoist temple appeared on the mountain.

The villagers of Shiniu Village always make offerings and send money during festivals.

Indeed, no disasters have occurred in the village over the past few decades.

The rain poured down.

The entire village was enveloped in a tranquil atmosphere.

"Woof woof woof."

Suddenly, a sharp bark shattered the silence.

boom.

The dog kept turning over its bowl with its paws, baring its teeth and restless.

In the darkness, more than ten corpses emerged from a corner.

"Master, I was the one who persuaded people in Shiniu Village to believe in our Great Qin Pass back then."

"Why not just use magic to bury a stone ox in the ground, dig it up, say some threatening words, and make them obediently make offerings? Why not?" A mage looked at the stone with the village name engraved on it placed at the village entrance, and memories flooded his mind.

The old abbot chuckled and said, "Enter the village, leave no one alive."

More than ten corpses strode into the village, ready to wreak havoc.

Suddenly.

The lanterns hanging at the door of every household in the village suddenly lit up.

The old abbot's expression changed slightly as two figures slowly approached them.

One male and one female.

One had a sword at her waist, and the other wore a bright red wedding dress.

A bright red wedding dress held up an oil-paper umbrella, sheltering Pei Si from the wind and rain.

"Oh, the bride," the corpse whistled, teasingly.

Pei Si adjusted his bamboo hat, looked up and grinned, "You're all surrounded."

"Ha ha ha ha."

"How laughable this child is!" the corpse-like beings mocked.

Glug glug glug.

With a wave of his hand, Hong Deng transformed the heads of the various corpses into large red lanterns, which were then hung high in the air.

In the blink of an eye, only the old abbot remained.

The old abbot grinned and said, "The righteous are one foot higher than the demons; with your strength, it's only fair that you accept our heads!"

"I wonder if, in the future, you find yourself in my predicament, you would act in the same way I have?"

The words fell.

Without the slightest hesitation, the old abbot plunged the chilling short knife into his neck.

With a sudden twist of his wrist, his head fell to the ground.

Pei Si remained indifferent, saying nothing more. He stepped forward and delivered two more blows, making sure the other was dead. Then he said softly, "That's enough, Hua Dan."

A magnificent building is partially hidden in the village.

Pei Si arrived ahead of time and locked all the villagers of Shiniu Village in the embroidered building to prevent anything from going wrong.

The villagers, gazing at the corpse of the Dharma Master lying on the ground, knew that these two powerful beings had saved them, and they all expressed their gratitude.

Some quick-witted people rushed home, took out the cured meat and eggs they had made, and gave them to Pei Si.

Pei Si accepted it all.

One man stared intently at the red lanterns lit up at the doorways of every household in the village, his lips trembling slightly as if he were saying something.

"Lantern, lantern, so that's what it means." This person was the current village chief.

The previous village chief was his father, the same village chief who was when the stone ox was unearthed.

It has long since been buried in the ground.

He heard his father say that a geomancer had come to the village that year, wearing a hat for performing rituals, and said, "If a great disaster strikes the village in the future, lanterns will come to your aid."

The old village chief didn't take it seriously, simply dismissing the man as a fraud and charlatan, and chased him away.

But he witnessed it with his own eyes and remembered it vividly. At the time, he wondered, how could a lantern save people?

pat.

A hand rested on the village chief's shoulder.

"Reassure the villagers."

"May I ask your name, Immortal Master? Your kindness and virtue are immense; the village will build a shrine in your honor." The village chief looked at Pei Si beside him and said respectfully.

Pei Si smiled slightly, "The third Dharma Palace of Yanghua, is Lü Jian."

After saying this, Pei Si and Hong Deng walked away.

The villagers behind him shouted, "Respectfully sending off the immortal master!"

The tokens automatically record numbers, which are uniformly issued by the Great Xia Dynasty.

When you slay a Dharma Corpse, the rank and number of Dharma Corpses slain will be automatically recorded so that merit points can be calculated.

It is intelligent, though.

Pei Si made a hand seal and summoned the Five Sacred Mountains Dogs.

"Go, children."

The dogs of the Five Sacred Mountains sniffed frantically, searching for the scent of the corpse.

Pei Si lowered his gaze.

Hongdeng stood beside him, saying nothing.

suddenly.

The Five Sacred Mountains Dogs barked at a certain corner and sped off like arrows released from a bow.

Pei Si and his companion followed the Five Mountains Dogs from a distance until they arrived at a farm.

The farm was silent.

Only a lone scarecrow stood in the very center of the farm.

Pei Si narrowed his eyes.

The scarecrow suddenly moved.

He grew limbs, wore a strange smile, and held a scythe in his hand.

The scarecrow mechanically turned its head, staring directly at Pei Si, and said, "Fellow Daoist, have you come to lend me a hand?"

This scarecrow is neither a ghost nor a magical corpse; it must be being manipulated by a cultivator.

"Interesting." Pei Si nodded and uttered two words.

The scarecrow's gaze fell on the red lantern beside Pei Si, its voice mechanical: "Fellow Daoist, are you a Taoist priest?"

"Interesting, interesting."

"I am a farmer-turned-cultivator who has been traveling around. I happened to come across a group of magical corpses causing trouble around here. I wanted to take advantage of the night to wipe them out. I was a little apprehensive at first, but now that you are here, I feel at ease."

Farmer cultivators are the same as cultivators from the Yin-Yang School, the School of Diplomacy, the School of Military Strategy, and so on.

There are 3,600 schools of Taoist teachings, and each person holds onto one of their own roots.

This is true.

Each sect has its own unique methods, most of which are based on Qi cultivation.

Pei Si: "Fellow Daoist, please rest assured. Have you received the token issued by the Great Xia Dynasty?"

The farmer-turned-cultivator shook his head, nonchalantly saying, "There hasn't been time yet. I'll take care of crippling the Dharma Corpse, and you can harvest it, fellow cultivator. How about that?"

"In that case, all the credit will fall on my head," Pei Si said with a smile.

"It's alright, it's alright, there's plenty of time in the future."

"My name is Dongguo Zhao."

"My name is Lü Jian."

The two exchanged names.

"The leader of that group of monks was an old acquaintance of mine."

"He is a cultivator of the Yin-Yang School, surnamed Lu, named Lu Jiuyuan."

"I thought I could die peacefully in my old age, but I never expected to be targeted by the Corpse Immortal and transformed into a Dharma Corpse."

Upon hearing this...

Pei Si silently made his plans.

Could the Yin-Yang cultivator surnamed Lu be related to the Lu family of Beixuan?

Dong Guo Zhao sighed. It would take anyone some time to accept that his old friend had become such a monster who only knew how to devour people's blood.

"What I'm worried about is that he cultivates the Yin-Yang method, so he must have more than just this one body. Even if we kill him, there will still be future troubles," Dong Guo Zhao said with a worried expression.

Although he was a cultivator on the mountain, he was not without ties.

If Lu Jiuyuan is determined to seek revenge, he may be caught in the crossfire.

Pei Si chuckled and waved his hand, saying, "No need to worry."

"I have a way to completely destroy the Yin-Yang body he cultivated."

"Excellent!" Dong Guo Zhao exclaimed with delight.

"Let's go." Dong Guo Zhao no longer hesitated.

The three men and five dogs rushed to the place where the corpses were entrenched.

Pei Si met Lu Jiuyuan.

His face was withered and his body was thin.

Dong Guo Zhao spoke with Lu Jiuyuan.

Lu Jiuyuan said helplessly, "Dongguo, you are a stranger and cannot understand my current state."

"To describe it as being completely powerless is no exaggeration."

"As long as you live in this world as a corpse."

"You will then be unable to escape the influence of the Corpse Immortal; your thoughts and actions will be carried out according to this supreme will."

"That was a deep-seated longing for seekers of the Dharma, for the blood of mortals."

"Don't blame me."

Lu Jiuyuan sighed helplessly, looking up at the sky.

Dong Guo Zhao also sighed, his gaze sweeping over the several Dharma Corpses behind Lu Jiuyuan, and said, "When we embarked on the path of the seekers of the Dharma, we already knew the possible outcome."

"Dong Guo, kill me, and my Yin-Yang Body Technique will forever watch over you."

"until…"

At this point, Lu Jiuyuan wiped his neck.

The meaning couldn't be clearer: you'll always have a day when you let your guard down.

You will always have friends and family, and there will always be times when you are alone. That will be his chance to make a move.

Dong Guo Zhao wielded the deadly scythe in his hand.

Pei Si stood aside with his hands tucked into his sleeves, observing from the sidelines. It wasn't that he was sitting idly by; Dong Guo Zhao had asked him to do so.

He was told to wait until the final moment to strike and completely annihilate Lu Jiuyuan's Yin-Yang Body Technique Corpse.

It was a good opportunity for him to observe the methods of the peasant cultivators.

Pei Si suddenly asked, "Lu Jiuyuan, where are you from?"

Lu Jiuyuan withstood a scythe-like slash and said with a smile, "I am from the Northern Xuan Continent."

Pei Si nodded. It seemed that Lu Jiuyuan was indeed related to the Lu family of Beixuan in his time.

Dong Guo Zhao's methods were extremely powerful. Every time he swung his scythe, the state of the opposing corpse would drop significantly, as if its very essence was being drained.

That makes some sense.

Pei Si pondered how he would handle the situation if he were in that situation.

It's inevitable that you'll encounter a cultivator from a farming family who has transformed into a magical corpse.

Before long, one after another, the corpses of the Dharma fell to the ground, their auras waning.

Lu Jiuyuan gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with killing intent, and said coldly, "You peasant cultivators are really troublesome."

"Borrowing!"

Then, Lu Jiuyuan shouted loudly, his aura suddenly surged, and he and Dong Guo Zhao exchanged injuries.

"Attack!" Dong Guo Zhao shouted suddenly.

As the red light flashed, Pei Si's figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

Meanwhile, elsewhere in the Azure Sky, palace lantern imprints appeared on the backs of the hands of two corpses.

The next instant, an unknown sense of crisis enveloped the two corpses.

boom!

The two corpses collapsed to the ground, dying instantly, causing chaos.

Lu Jiuyuan's pupils widened as he stared at Pei Si in disbelief.

"You actually severed two of my bodies!"

Pei Si thought to himself, "If you have any questions, go ask Senior Li Shiwei."

Let the ancient corpse taste this slash from the future.

Then, Pei Si finished off the remaining half-dead corpses.

Dong Guo Zhao looked at Pei Si and smiled amicably, "The laws of the world are indeed not to be underestimated."

The reason why cultivators of the Yin-Yang School have always been so hated is that they are too difficult to kill.

Even if his original body dies, he can transfer to another body and survive, becoming invincible and having almost no means of countermeasure.

"Fellow Daoist, farewell." Dong Guo Zhao, in the form of a scarecrow, bowed with his hands clasped.

Pei Si nodded in acknowledgment, and the two parted ways.

Pei Si was cleaning up the battlefield; the other corpses were pitifully poor.

Only Lu Jiuyuan.

He took a book from Lu Jiuyuan's body, but it wasn't a method for cultivating a Yin-Yang body.

No one would be so foolish as to wear their family heirloom on their body.

This is a method of dual cultivation of Yin and Yang, in which both Yin and Yang aspects jointly enhance cultivation.

"This Lu Jiuyuan is still vigorous despite his old age." Pei Si smiled, flipped through the Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation Method, and with his innate Dao Seed aptitude, he comprehended it in an instant.

Learn whatever you find.

In case I need it later.