Chapter 488 There are five ghosts in heaven and five plagues on earth

Author: Duguhuan

Chapter 488 There are five ghosts in heaven and five plagues on earth

Yang Shen has been a superior realm highly respected by Taoists since ancient times.

In "Fengshen Yanyi", Yuanshi Tianzun once said in the "Fengshen Edict", "If you don't transcend Yang Shen, it will be difficult to go to the appointment of Three Thousand Yaochi."

Zhongli Quan, one of the Eight Immortals, also talked about the Yangshen Dao. He said, "Qi turns into essence, essence turns into mercury, mercury turns into sand, and sand turns into golden elixir. Once the golden elixir is established, the true qi will be generated by itself, and the refined qi will become the spirit."

And you have to transcend.”

That is to say, the realm of Yangshen is a key step for ascetics to achieve transcendence.

There is also a saying in "Xishan Immortal Meeting Zhenji" that after three flowers gather at the top and the five qi move towards the Yuan, the Yang God can be born in 500 days, reaching the state of "having a body outside the body, transcending the ordinary and becoming a saint".

Now Li Daoxuan has reached the sky in one step, and with the help of Pure Yang Golden Pill, he has finally entered this realm.

Yangshen realm!

His Yang God stands in the sky, flowing with immortal golden light, seeming to be patrolling the sky, overlooking the common people.

An indescribable divinity grew in him, which was mysterious, vast, and holy. Even ordinary people could see the difference between him and the ghosts and dead souls at a glance.

A bit like the gods and Buddhas in the temple.

The man in black robe felt his heart tremble, and his eyes showed deep jealousy.

Not everyone will have such a charm after cultivating Yang Shen. This shows that the skills practiced by Li Daoxuan are very extraordinary. They are not only authentic Taoism, but also most likely passed down by true immortals, pointing directly to the supreme avenue!

Only in this way can Li Daoxuan's Yang God be so vast and sacred, as if he is blessed with some kind of destiny.

The benefits of cultivating Yang Shen with this level of skills are endless. Not only is the magic power more pure and the combat power stronger, it will also be easier to cultivate the immortal way in the future, and the potential is limitless.

At this moment, the man in black robe was almost filled with jealousy, and his soul was twisted.

Why did he and his brother go through all kinds of hardships and endure countless humiliations, but in the end they couldn't compare to this young Taoist priest?

God is unfair!!!

They, the Five Evil Elders, are all great monks who have entered the Yangshen Realm a long time ago. However, in the past few decades, their progress has been slow, like a turtle crawling, because the potential of their cultivation techniques has been exhausted.

If they were allowed to obtain Li Daoxuan's skills, they would have become immortals long ago!

Thinking of this, the man in black robe became even more unbalanced. There was a black flag in his hand, with a bright red word plague embroidered on it, exuding an extremely dangerous aura.

Low grade spiritual treasure, Plague God Banner!

White Snake and Xiaotian rushed towards them, but as the man in black robe waved the banner of the God of Plague, they immediately became staggering, their heads ached, their brains were hot, their bodies were burning hot, and they fell directly from the air to the ground, falling into a coma.

Even the indestructible body of the Great Sage was affected. When the iron rod was hit, his feet began to sway, and an unprecedented feeling of weakness emerged in Wang Bo's heart.

boom!

In his weakness, the iron rod was smashed crookedly, and the great sage sat on the ground, becoming weak and unable to fight anymore.

On the shoulders of the Great Sage, Wu Wei, who was also weak, gave a wry smile and said to Wang Bo: "It seems that this puppet still has a lot to improve. After working on it for a long time, we have become the Great Sage's flaw."

The God of Plague Banner is indeed powerful, but it is not enough to cause the Great Sage to lose his fighting power immediately. The main reason is that Wang Bo, the manipulator of the Great Sage, was affected by the God of Plague Banner.

"Damn it, will the Imperial Master be okay?"

Wang Bo gritted his teeth and said.

Wu Wei shook his head, looked at Li Daoxuan with eyes full of confidence, and said: "Don't worry, since senior brother has become a Yangshen, no matter how powerful he is, he is just a clown."

…

In the void, Li Daoxuan first experienced the mystery of the Yang God leaving the body. This feeling was very magical, completely different from that of the Yin God.

If the Yin God leaves the body, it is like walking on thin ice, and one has to be careful of wind, sun, thunder, rain, and dew. Then the Yang God, when leaving the body, is like a bird returning to the forest or a fish entering the pond, as if returning to one's own home, extremely relaxed.

Wind, sun, rain, thunder...

These things that once made the soul feel extremely dangerous have now become beautiful scenery, and even power that can be borrowed.

"So that's it, this is the Yangshen realm..."

Li Daoxuan murmured to himself.

At this moment, his perception of the world is completely different. Time, space, yin and yang, the five elements, the birth and death of thunder...

The natural laws of heaven and earth slowly faded away from the mysterious veil, revealing their true appearance in front of him. She was shy and timid, and she was shy even if she wanted to refuse. She no longer looked like a cold goddess.

Li Daoxuan finally understood why many powerful magical powers require at least the Yangshen realm to be practiced.

Just when he was immersed in the beauty after breaking through the Yangshen realm, a sense of crisis suddenly emerged, which was the call of the physical body.

I saw the man in black robe waving the banner of the God of Plague, and the black aura of disease bit Li Daoxuan's body like a giant python with its fangs exposed.

The vegetation around Li Daoxuan quickly withered and rotted. Just a trace of black energy escaping made Zhu Rong and Dian Mu, who were in the Yin Shen realm, dizzy and found it difficult to get close to Li Daoxuan.

They were extremely anxious, but had no choice but to watch helplessly as the imperial master's body was invaded by the disease, and the black color on his skin gradually spread.

After Li Daoxuan completed the seventh level of the "Five Thunder Yang Yuan Gong", his physical body was comparable to a middle-grade magic weapon. When he broke through the Yang Shen realm, his physical body was nourished by a part of the pure Yang Qi and became stronger and stronger.

However, under the banner of the plague god of the black-robed man, it was still difficult to resist the attack of the disease and was retreating steadily.

At this moment, a golden light descended from the sky and fell into Li Daoxuan's Niwan Palace. Spirit and body merged into one, and the Yang God returned to his throne!

In an instant, Li Daoxuan's body was bright and bright. Every inch of skin and every strand of hair was flowing with pale golden light, and twelve thousand acupuncture points were faintly glowing, like stars in the sky.

This is the vision of the second level of the "Huangting Ancient Sutra". There are 48,000 gods in the flesh, and 12,000 have awakened.

In an instant, the disease energy that had been so powerful just now suddenly collapsed, and he was killed and his armor was thrown away. The poisonous energy like a giant python was also dispersed by the dazzling golden light and disappeared.

Li Daoxuan slowly opened his eyes, and the divine lines between his eyebrows shone brightly. Although he did not open his eyes, he still felt that he had nothing to hide.

"Li Daoxuan, if you kill my brother, I will make you pay with your life!"

Seeing that the God of Plague Banner did not hurt Li Daoxuan, the man in black robe was not discouraged. Instead, he became energetic and stared at Li Daoxuan closely, as if he had discovered some secret.

"Only you?"

Li Daoxuan's voice was not loud, but it was like a thunderous thunder. It had a kind of brilliant power, which made people subconsciously feel awe.

"Haha, Li Daoxuan, there is no need to pretend anymore. From just now to now, you have not used the power of the formation. If my guess is correct, you cannot maintain that state for a long time!"

"You have just entered the Yangshen realm now!"

The man in black robe's voice was very excited, and he said, how could such a powerful formation be maintained forever? Li Daoxuan no longer has the power to kill the Yang God like mowing grass!

Li Daoxuan's eyes looked a little strange and he said nothing.

It is true that the Four Saints Formation cannot operate all the time, because it will continue to consume the national destiny of the Tang Dynasty, but based on the current accumulation of the Tang Dynasty, it is still no problem to continue it for three to five days.

The reason why he didn't use the power of the Four Saints to kill this black-robed man was purely because he had just broken through to the Yangshen realm and his hands were itchy, so he wanted to test how strong he was now.

One knife at a time, which is a bit boring.

But unexpectedly, some people seemed to have misunderstood it.

Li Daoxuan's silence was undoubtedly a sign of guilty conscience in the eyes of the man in black.

He laughed and said: "Li Daoxuan, today is the day you die!"

After saying that, he stood the Plague God Flag in the air, bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed the blood on the flag, and then continued to chant the incantation.

"The essence and blood are sacrificed, longevity is sacrificed, and the ghosts of the green plague in the east, the ghosts of the red plague in the south, the ghosts of the blood plague in the west, the ghosts of the black plague in the north, the ghosts of the yellow plague in the center..."

call!

In an instant, a strong wind blew around, blowing the banner of the God of Plague to a roaring sound. The bright red word "Plague" actually began to bleed with blood, and fell to the ground, sizzling and smoking.

Immediately afterwards, five figures appeared in the sky over Chang'an, about three to five feet above the ground, wearing robes of five colors, each holding an object in their hands.

One person holds a ladle and a jar, another person holds a leather bag and sword, another person holds a fan, another person holds a hammer, and another person holds a fire pot.

Li Daoxuan looked at this scene with great interest. These five figures were very similar to the legendary Five Plague Envoys.

The Five Plague Envoys, also known as the five powerful men in the five directions, are called Five Ghosts in the sky and Five Plagues on the earth. They are Zhang Yuanbo of the Spring Plague, Liu Yuanda of the Summer Plague, Zhao Gongming of the Autumn Plague, Zhong Rengui of the Winter Plague, and Shi Wenye of the General Plague.

In the Sui Dynasty, Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty issued an edict to confer the five powerful warriors as generals: the green-robed warriors as the manifesting generals, the red-robed warriors as the showing generals, the white-robed warriors as the sensing generals, the black-robed warriors as the gancheng generals, and the yellow-robed warriors as the powerful generals.

The general also designated the fifth day of May as a festival to worship the Five Plagues.

Obviously, what the man in black robe summoned was not the real Five Plague Envoys, but an incarnation of the Five Plague Envoys. They had similar appearance and temperament, and each had their own magical powers. It was a very mysterious method.

Li Daoxuan suddenly became a little more interested.

"kill him!"

The man in black robe shouted loudly, although his voice was a little weak, but he was very excited.

The next moment, the five warriors moved. They raised the magic weapons in their hands. One person scooped out the black soup from the ladle and sprinkled it on Li Daoxuan. One person threw the leather bag in his hand, one person fanned the evil wind, and the other struck with a hammer.

Another person gently blew the diseased fire in the pot.

In an instant, even Li Daoxuan felt the pressure.

The black decoction corrodes the body, the leather bag sucks away a person's energy, the evil wind breaks a person's eyes, the hammer is designed to nail the skull, making people dizzy, and the disease fire is even weirder, directly burning the soul!

Li Daoxuan couldn't help but sigh, the man in black robe is worthy of the existence of the late Yang Shen. If he uses such methods, other Taoist disciples who have just been promoted to Yang Shen, even if they practice superior skills such as "Huang Ting Ancient Sutra", they will only end up in ruins.
To be continued...