Chapter 1 The City of Gods and Ghosts

The city was filled with the movement of divine energy, but beneath the divine energy was a thin layer of yin energy. At this moment, outside a haunted house, a cultivator from the lower Maoshan Fajiao sect was performing a ritual for someone. After a burst of scattering glutinous rice and brandishing a fire sword, a yellow talisman flew into the sky. The ghosts in the mansion revealed themselves, howling and rushing out, their ghostly aura making the entire residence terrifying.

The appearance of a ghost face emerged on the gate, and various shadows appeared on the windows. The owner of the mansion, a wealthy merchant, was so frightened by this scene that he almost lost control of his bladder. Even the young Fajiao priest from lower Maoshan, who was exorcising the ghost, had a solemn expression on his face.

However, the old priest behind him was very calm.

"This ghost's strength is not bad. Have you forgotten the techniques your master taught you? Don't let it frighten your mind. In the eyes of us cultivators, ghosts are just things that can be erased with a wave of our hand. Even if it has absorbed the yang energy and three souls of many people, for you now, performing the ritual properly and breaking its treacherous formation is an easy task."

The old priest reminded the young priest from behind, but the young priest took a deep breath, only thinking that his master was making it sound easy. After all, a ghost's strength cannot be measured by realm. They don't have absolutely fixed combat power, only relative evaluations, and they often have many unexpected tricks and changes.

"You're still afraid."

The old priest frowned: "What are you afraid of? Once you're on the altar, unless this ghost has tremendous abilities, it won't be able to pull you down from the altar. And you don't need to fight it head-on, just a battle of magic across the altar. It can't touch you now, so it's trying to scare you, to frighten your three souls away, so that your magic power can't be released, and it can break your altar."

"I'll say it again, don't be afraid, stabilize your mind."

The wealthy merchant on the side was almost scared to pee, and took out some silver: "Master, I see that your disciple is not very capable, why not trouble you to personally help us? Money is not a problem."

The old priest smiled slightly: "This is not a matter of money. This is the first time my disciple has faced such a vicious ghost. If he doesn't accumulate experience, how will he carry forward our Daoist tradition in the future?"

"You also know the rules of the Six Sects. In this ritual, unless my disciple dies, I, as his master, will not help him. At most, I'll just give him a few pointers. You should keep your money."

"Just need that after this matter, according to our agreement, you give three strings of cash, and all the statues of gods in the family should be changed to the Biyou Palace Dharma Lord. From now on, offer incense and worship every day, and all other offerings and actions will be the same as when offering other statues."

"Of course, you should remember the requirement of three strings of cash."

The wealthy merchant quickly nodded: "Remember, remember! One Hongwu string, one Yongle string, one Jiajing string!"

The old priest nodded, patted his shoulder: "That's good. You don't need to worry too much about the rest. Of course, you don't want my disciple to die in this battle, do you?"

The wealthy merchant shook his head like a rattle.

At this time, the young priest had already stabilized his mind, chanting incantations in his mouth, and the talisman fire and talisman lightning ignited on the sword in his hand, dancing in front of him. Suddenly, a strong wind rose around him, and the ghost faces on the doors and walls showed expressions of shock and anger. The candlelight on the altar flickered on and off, and the two sides completely fought with magic. The young priest sprinkled chicken blood and twisted incense ash, all kinds of methods appearing together, his forehead dripping with sweat.

The old priest was quite satisfied with this scene, so he transmitted his voice to give guidance:

"Alright, you can use the Shangqing incense, borrow the power of the Shangqing Dharma Realm!"

The power of the Shangqing Dharma Realm appeared, and the Shangqing incense surrounded the sword. The ghost suddenly began to panic, and the surrounding yin wind surged violently, seemingly unwilling.

At this time, the old priest suddenly had a whim, and a strong sense of crisis erupted in his heart!

This unease was sudden. The old priest frowned deeply and immediately activated the Little Six Ren technique, starting to calculate the heavens and peek at the earth.

Danger?

Where does it come from? Is it this ghost, or an external enemy?

The sense of danger is getting stronger and stronger....

What the two priests didn't know was that at this time, some voices suddenly appeared in the ghost's consciousness.

Do you want to exchange?

Do you want to obey the dispatch of the Wanshou Palace?

We can give you powerful power, allowing you to attain the Dao and ascend to immortality, although it's just a ghost immortal, but that's enough!

The aura of the Yinshan Sect's Dharma Realm appeared, but it was somewhat chaotic, and this ghost only had strong malice and lingering resentment in its heart.

"Of course, this wealthy merchant built his grave on my burial ground, throwing my grave and bones into the wilderness, leaving me homeless and unable to enter the cycle of reincarnation in the underworld. I must make sure that their entire family does not die well!"

"These priests must also die! And the Feng Shui master who judged the Feng Shui for this wealthy merchant must also die!"

The ghost shouted in its heart, and the power of the broken Yinshan Dharma Realm descended. In an instant, it began to transform from a mere ghost!

The ghost face's aura soared. It obtained the identity of a ghost immortal, possessing the wisdom of an immortal. This dark aura fluctuated, making people feel fear, and many ghosts roared out from the fragments of the Yinshan Dharma Realm, descending to the human world!

The Wanshou Palace is now able to connect with the ghosts, all thanks to the Yinshan Dharma Realm!

The ghost suddenly becoming an immortal on the spot startled the two Fajiao priests! Especially the old priest, who had just been so confident, now his face suddenly changed drastically!

Ghost immortals do not enter the ranks of true immortals, so they are not considered ascended beings, but to suddenly possess a powerful cultivation base above the Yellow Court from an ordinary ghost, this sudden operation almost broke his old back.

He had never heard of ghosts being able to have sudden enlightenment!

You ghost, you have no ghost ethics!

But what made the old priest feel even more miscalculated was that the sense of danger had not subsided, and was becoming more and more intense!

"What is this danger? It seems to be reminding me to leave here quickly?"

The old priest felt that this matter was very strange. The best choice at this time was to take his disciple and run away from here. Anyway, this big city and the surrounding lands and villages are all controlled by the Six Sects.

It doesn't matter if he miscalculated, he can just call for help. As for this wealthy merchant, he can only say that he is unlucky.

However, Fajiao people also pay attention to sincerity when performing rituals, and they are always unwilling to disgrace the reputation of their Six Sects priests, so he decided to join forces with his disciple to fight the enemy.

The master and apprentice attacked at the same time, but the main output was the master.

The old priest wielded the talisman sword in his hand, chanting the Fajiao divine mantra:

"Great display of power, White Crane God Lord!"

The surrounding ghost aura suddenly shook, but the power of the ghost immortal was constantly rising, and at the same time, a sense of gloom enveloped everything. The originally new house gradually turned into stone, and a sense of decay grew, even people's bodies began to rot and turn pale.

The old priest was shocked. He didn't expect that the ghost in front of him could also attract the power of the Dharma Realm!

So the two of them didn't care about much and immediately borrowed the power of the Shangqing Dharma Realm.

However, the ghost immortal's strength ultimately overwhelmed them. The Yinshan Sect's chaotic Dharma Realm cut off the connection between the Shangqing Dharma Realm and them. The old priest's face twitched, knowing that this time he had failed.

"We're leaving here!"

Now the only thing left to do was to run away, but the ghost immortal's speed was even faster. The power of the Dharma Realm he attracted controlled this place, and even the Fajiao's formation was contaminated with the power of the Yinshan Sect's Dharma Realm, completely becoming the ghost immortal's property.

Faintly, there were sounds of ghosts everywhere, and hideous ghost faces emerged on every brick and wooden board.

At this moment, the gate of the mansion opened without warning!

The distorted ghost face on the door panel was shattered into pieces by Ji Xiang's slap, and flew directly onto the floor tiles and disappeared.

"What did I just hit?"

Ji Xiang frowned and looked at the broken door panel.

The two young men walked in swaggeringly, ignoring the formation and ghost aura here, which surprised the old priest.

There was a sealing formation outside, how could they just come in like this!

Just now, his heart was stirred, and the Little Six Ren turned in his heart. Could the great disaster he calculated be this person?

But looking at him, he looks ordinary.... No!

A Daoist in soap robes!

"Who are you, barging into my Maoshan White Crane Sect's altar?"

The old priest was wary of the clothes on Ji Xiang's body. He had never seen a Daoist who could wear soap robes, even the mountain master of Shangqing Maoshan had never worn them. Only their Biyou Palace Lord dared to wear this color of clothing.

Soap robes are nothing special, but if they are soap-colored Daoist robes, then it's a big deal!

"It's him."

The Maoshan Daozi pointed to the young priest on the altar, as if he was identifying someone.

Ji Xiang almost blurted out, telling the Daozi to go up and slap him twice....

What the Maoshan Daozi pointed out was the aura of the Shangqing Dharma Realm that he had just sensed, so Ji Xiang and the Maoshan Daozi came along with this feeling. As for the means of sealing the door and suppressing ghosts outside, they were not worth mentioning.

Ji Xiang: "Your methods of subduing Yin spirits and ghost generals don't seem to be very effective. Do you need me to help?"

"Of course, you have to tell me where Biyou Palace is."

The ghost immortal was also surprised by the sudden intrusion of Ji Xiang and the other man. He felt that he had gained great power, that a great immortal palace in the dark had given him the qualification to become an immortal on the spot. How could his dignified ghost immortal's sealing formation be broken by two mortal cultivators?

Of course, he had gained wisdom, and the two people in front of him were obviously strange. The ghost immortal was also reasonable and said to Ji Xiang:

"I advise you not to interfere in this matter casually! I only want to kill these people now. Before I have murderous intentions, you two can leave!"

"This family abandoned my bones in the wilderness and occupied my tomb. I am here to seek revenge. This is a matter between me and them!"

Ji Xiang nodded when he heard this: "Then you are quite reasonable. This family deserves to be killed."

The wealthy merchant was dumbfounded. He originally thought that saviors had come, but why was this person speaking up for the ghost?

The old priest was also dumbfounded and said to Ji Xiang: "Fellow Daoist, you can't sympathize with ghosts! No matter what, they are Yin spirits, how can they be compared with living people?"

"Hurry up and kill him, save us from leaving!"

The Maoshan Daozi had a sickly face: "The Six Sects control these cities. We are here to find Biyou Palace. Are you really willing to tell us?"

The old priest said frankly: "I don't know where Biyou Palace is, but my White Crane Sect's leader must know. I can take you to see him."

"The situation is urgent now, you should kill this ghost quickly!"

Ji Xiang jokingly asked the Maoshan Daozi: "Do you think it's urgent?"

The Maoshan Daozi respectfully replied: "Just a mere ghost immortal."

Ji Xiang also nodded: "Indeed, it's just a mere thing, but he's not considered a ghost immortal yet, but his reason for revenge is justified, but...."

The reason why he added a transition in his words.

That's because Ji Xiang once again saw the movement about the Song court.

The Yinshan Sect's Dharma Realm appeared in the inner scenery divine tablet, including the state of the other party's ghost.

"Ghost... um, I'll just call you that. In short, it's best not to take power that doesn't belong to you. There is a price to pay for others giving you power, and that price may be unbearable for you."

Ji Xiang's face darkened slightly:

"There is no underworld in this world. Now I'm giving you a chance to escape, don't not cherish it."

He slowly persuaded, just like earnestly telling others not to believe in pyramid schemes.

But the ghost immortal didn't think so. He said angrily:

"So you want to stop me?"

"Without this power, I will be killed by those two Fajiao priests!"

Ji Xiang suddenly asked: "Have you been dead for a long time?"

The ghost immortal was stunned and nodded: "I've been dead for decades..."

His tone was a bit resentful again:

"In the end, wandering souls are still bullied by others...!"

He was about to erupt, but he saw Ji Xiang suddenly raise his hand, and then a ray of lightning struck out!

But this ray of lightning was not aimed at him, but at the wealthy merchant!

Of course, Ji Xiang held back, just giving the wealthy merchant a high-voltage electric shock, and the old priest's face was embarrassed. This matter was originally a matter for their Fajiao, but now their skills were inferior to others, and their own gold master pig was punished by this third party, but he could do nothing.

"Fellow Daoist acts so eccentrically? Even more so than my Six Sects! Although I have to rely on Fellow Daoist now, doesn't Fellow Daoist want to know about Biyou Palace? For the ghost's one-sided words, use lightning to attack living people?"

Ji Xiang said lightly: "Ghosts deceive people, deceive people's hearts, but people's hearts are even more unpredictable."

"I can know that this ghost is not lying, but I don't know about you."

The old priest frowned: "What does Fellow Daoist mean?"

Ji Xiang: "The Six Sects control many surrounding villages and towns, including all the sacrificial affairs of this city. Is the matter of moving the tomb done by a Feng Shui master from another place?"

The old priest: "That's something done by people from other sects, what does it have to do with me?"

"The Six Sects are not one family, otherwise they would be called one sect."

Ji Xiang nodded: "But you still know about this matter, and you still want to remove this ghost."

The old priest: "Ghosts harm people, so they must be removed. I am also doing things for money, what's wrong with that?"

Ji Xiang smiled: "I didn't accuse you either, I'm just saying that you have something you didn't tell me, and you asked me to directly kill the ghost, that's a bit arbitrary, so, in the end, what position do you have to accuse me? Is it because I'm stealing your business?"

The old priest was stunned. Ji Xiang chuckled and waved his hand to shut him up.

Then he looked at the ghost: "What you hate is this wealthy merchant, then kill him, kill him. Your great revenge will be avenged, and then I will kill you, which is following the heavenly rules. We all do things according to the rules."

"Or, you give up the power on your body, and I will help you dissolve and be reborn, and go to the Eastern Pure Land of Bliss."

"I'm giving you a choice now, respecting your opinion. But if you don't choose, then your ending will not be up to you!"