Chapter 107 Gift Picture

Chapter 107 Gift Picture

Chapter 107 Gift Picture
"This secret is only known to the people of Meiji Mountain, the leader, and the two deputy leaders Chunyang Yuanyin. People above the third realm will be told when they enter old age. The rest of the people don't know."

Wen Sukong said.

After hearing this, an idea popped up in Cheng Xinzhan's mind:
We must ensure that these predecessors will never be called away.

"As for those golden coffins."

Wen Sukong looked at the golden coffins and said, "Those are the corpses of emperors from past dynasties."

Cheng Xinzhan's eyelids twitched again.

Wen Sukong looked at his disciples and asked,
"Do you remember what the Qingxie Huasheng Jing said about the corpse of Ji Tu?"

Cheng Xinzhan certainly remembered, he replied,
"Zombies are the corpses of Ji Tu, accounting for eight or nine out of ten of the walking corpses in the world. Although it is easy to become a zombie, it is also difficult for them to become a big force. However, there is only one kind..."

He suddenly stopped talking, looked at the golden coffins, and then looked at Wen Sukong.
"There is only one kind, called Emperor Corpse. When it is formed, great disaster will occur. It can command zombies all over the world and subvert yin and yang!"

Wen Sukong nodded.

"Yes, but have you ever seen any record of the Emperor's Corpse Chaos in the past when you searched the history books?"

Cheng Xinzhan shook his head.

“The Emperor’s Corpse began with the First Emperor. When he was alive, the First Emperor wanted to establish the Immortal Dynasty, but he also had a backup plan, which was his mausoleum and burial figurines. He was the first person to master the art of raising Emperor’s Corpse.

"The First Emperor wanted to establish an immortal dynasty. He wanted to break the convention that human kings could not live forever, and he also wanted to treat the gods as minor officials, which attracted the attacks of various gods. Although the First Emperor died in the end, he had already made arrangements before his death. After his death, someone collected his body and buried it in the imperial mausoleum. As expected, he turned into the emperor's corpse and led the army buried with him to attack the mortal world, reversing yin and yang and causing a disaster.

"Later, the gods who destroyed the Immortal Dynasty had no choice but to return and suppress the undead. However, this past event was not recorded in history books in order to prevent future emperors from imitating it."

Cheng Xinzhan listened carefully. He always liked reading history, but he had no idea there was such a secret event in the past.

"However, after all, such a massive killing calamity of immortals would certainly leak out, and there were emperors in later generations who plotted this matter. The second emperor corpse was the last emperor of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, but at that time, the emperor corpse had just gained intelligence when it was discovered by our Sanqing Mountain. At that time, it was my founder of Mingzhi Mountain who came out of the mountain to subdue it."

"Later, in order to completely prevent the appearance of the emperor's corpse, Meiji Mountain took on an additional responsibility: any emperor who built a large mausoleum during his reign would have his corpse retrieved by Meiji Mountain after his death and suppressed in the mountain.

“So from the Jin Dynasty to the Ming Dynasty, there was no more trouble with the Emperor’s corpse in the world, and even the rumors about the Emperor’s corpse gradually died out.

"I am doing this now, and you will do it from now on."

Cheng Xinzhan nodded and remained silent for a long time. It turned out that there were so many secrets hidden under Meiji Mountain.

"The immortals are pure, while the emperors are turbid. The ancestor used these coffins to form the 'Pure and Turbid Two-Phase Teng Snake and Black Turtle Array'. Anyone who trespasses without permission and is below the level of a celestial being will be crushed into dust in one encounter.

"Moreover, immortal cultivators who are unwilling to ascend to heaven are hated by the way of heaven, and collecting the emperor's corpse to avoid disaster is to accumulate merit. The two offset each other, and only then can our Meiji Mountain last long, and the thousand-year plan of Sanqing Mountain can continue."

Cheng Xinzhan suddenly realized.

"In that case, is this Meiji Mountain enough for you to contemplate?"

Wen Sukong asked with a smile.

"Of course it is enough."

Cheng Xinzhan said.

The master and his disciple came out of the underground and returned to the mountain. At this time, Wen Sukong said again,
"The Mount Tai and Mount Laoshan you mentioned are naturally the most extreme of yin and yang changes, and they are the creation of heaven. But it is still the same principle. You yourself know that the inner scene of the Heart Palace and the Thunder Palace needs to be downgraded for visualization, and the same is true for Wu Earth."

Wen Sukong said earnestly,
"You don't need just one mountain for Wu Earth. You can visualize Meiji Mountain first, and then you can add the shapes of Taishan and Laoshan into the Earth Palace. If you are more ambitious, why not add the Three Mountains and Five Peaks?"

Cheng Xinzhan agreed.

“As for the inner god, the one who commands all the mountains and lands in the world and controls life and death, the first choice is naturally the Great Emperor Dongyue. However, the Great Emperor Dongyue’s status is too high, the same as Leizu, so it is difficult to visualize his true form and spirit.”

Cheng Xinzhan listened carefully. He had never dared to think about Emperor Dongyue before.

Wen Sukong was also thinking seriously. She was obviously more knowledgeable. After thinking for a while, she said,

"The third son of the Emperor of Dongyue, Lord Bingling, Prince Bingling, is given the title of Marshal of the Three Mountains and the Emperor of Bingling Benevolence and Benevolence who governs the Five Mountains. What do you think?"

Cheng Xinzhan listened, thought about it seriously, and immediately found it a great idea.

Duke Bingling is the son of Emperor Dongyue, and has a noble destiny. In the world of the living, he controls the three mountains and five peaks at home and abroad, and in the underworld, he is in charge of ghost seals. He truly understands the divine will of Wu Earth!
He bowed down and said,

"Thank you, Master, for your guidance."

But at the same time, he was a little troubled. Although Bingling Gong's true form map was easier to obtain, it was still lower than that of Emperor Dongyue. In terms of deity status, it was not inferior to the Thunder Chief Demon-Subduing True Lord. It should not be easy to obtain.

Lord Dangmo took a trick and adapted folk legends, and also found many ancient books on thunder from Jiutian Yingyuan Mansion, but Lord Bingling seemed more mysterious and difficult to visualize.

"Don't worry about the true form of Prince Bingling. I will find a way. Just visualize the mountain first. Once the mountain is formed, the gods will come."

Wen Sukong knew what his disciple was thinking and spoke out.

Cheng Xinzhan was somewhat touched and nodded in agreement.

After that day, Cheng Xinzhan did not rush to leave the mountain at sunrise or return to the mountain at sunset. He would spend some time watching Mount Meiji from afar.

I didn't realize it before, but now if you look closely, you will find that Meiji Mountain is not as tall as Shouyin Mountain, not as steep as Toujian Mountain, not as majestic as Shuji Mountain, and not as beautiful as Baicao Mountain.

Meiji Mountain is very regular and round, like a huge pebble standing on the ground.

Until one day, when the sun was about to set, the setting sun shone through the bamboo forest, revealing the outline of the mountain without the vegetation, a neat cone.

Cheng Xinzhan suddenly realized that this was clearly a graveyard.

However, this is in line with the key to Meiji Mountain's Dharma lineage.

Sometimes he would walk on the mountain paths, and sometimes he would go into the mountains alone to see the "Great Formation of the Clear and Turbid Phases of the Teng Snake and the Black Turtle".

He visualized the Palace of Light for the Pleiades Star Official, the General of Thunder for the True Lord of Exorcism, the Summer Palace and the Autumn Palace for the two generals Divine Thunder and Water Thunder, and the Ming Emperor's Mausoleum for the golden unicorn corpse.

But this time, he did not visualize a temple or palace for Prince Bingling, but only Mount Meiji. There might be more mountains and peaks behind it. He thought that the mountains were the palace of Prince Bingling.

About half a month had passed, and his left pupil had turned red due to practicing the Nine Yang Eye Refining Technique. He was originally a young man as refreshing as the mountain breeze, but now he looked more noble because of the color of his pupils.

In the alchemy cave under the weapons academy, in Taoist Master Jiang Weishan's furnace, the embryo of a fire magic sword is about to take shape.

On July 22, he opened the furnace and took out "Tao Du".

After ninety-nine and eighty-one days of combined refining, "Taodu" was reborn. Faint feather patterns appeared on the red sword, the whole body was glowing with golden clouds, the flames were restrained, and the pure Yang magic was even more refined.

The sword spirit appeared, still in the form of a white-feathered rooster, but the red crown on its head had turned into a golden crown, dazzling and bright.

After coming out of the furnace, the flying sword flew through the alchemy cave and passed through the tall refining furnace. Its tail was like a golden brocade. The sword spirit cried out, triggering the response of the treasures in many refining furnaces. Several of them were at the critical moment and almost exploded because of the loss of control of the spirit.

Taoist Master Jiang Weishan asked Cheng Xinzhan to leave quickly with the conspicuous bag "Taodu".

As soon as he arrived at Meiji Mountain, he heard his master calling him, so he quickly changed direction and headed towards the bamboo stele.

Wen Sukong sat in the bamboo pavilion. He sat on the cushion outside the pavilion. "Master."

Cheng Xinzhan nodded and greeted.

"You have your visualization map."

Wen Sukong didn't keep anyone in suspense and went straight to the point.

This is a double blessing.

Cheng Xinzhan was looking forward to it.

Wen Su flipped her hand and a scroll appeared in her palm. She raised her hand and the scroll opened in mid-air.

This is a vertical scroll with a slightly yellowed surface. If you look closely, you will see three large mountains painted on the bottom of the scroll on the vast ocean. They have different shapes and weather, each with its own merits.

There are cloud characters under each of the three mountains, which are:
Penglai, Fangzhang, Yingzhou.

The three mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, and in the clouds and mist one can vaguely see many gods standing solemnly.

On top of the three mountains, there was a young man in bright yellow casual clothes standing in the void, with his hands behind his back and an elegant posture. He did not lower his head, and was even slightly raised, just glancing down with a look of disdain.

There is a line of words written in the upper left corner of the scroll, which reads:

"Prince Bingling Goes Out to Sea to Inspect the Map of the Three Mountain Gods".

"This is an ancient relic that my master obtained from Yandang Mountain. It contains Dharma essence. You can put your mind into it and see the true appearance of Prince Bingling. However, this treasure has been passed down for a long time and there are not many Dharma essences in it. You only have one chance to enter the painting and see the spirit. You must remember the charm."

Wen Sukong said.

Cheng Xinzhan was surprised when he heard this. It turned out to be a treasure passed down from ancient times. His master must have spent a huge price to get it.

"Put your mind into it now and take a look. I will guard it for you to prevent your mind from being taken over by the divine power and unable to extricate yourself."

Wen Sukong urged again.

Cheng Xinzhan stopped thinking about it and separated a strand of his thoughts to explore the painting.

As soon as the thought touched the picture, it was suddenly sucked in by a suction force. Cheng Xinzhan felt that he suddenly appeared in a vast cloud of mist and was speeding forward.

"Zou Shanjun, hurry up!"

Cheng Xinzhan suddenly heard a shout in his ear.

He tilted his head to look over and found that there were many people running fast beside him through the clouds.

He knew that this was a scene recorded or imagined in the scroll, and he himself had merged into that scene, so he did not really answer.

The man seemed very anxious and said quickly,
"Zou Shanjun, you are a newly promoted mountain god, so you don't know that Prince Bingling is very arrogant. Every time he inspects the immortal mountains at home and abroad, he asks the mountain gods to wait for him. If he comes and we are not there yet, and we have not registered with the master, it will be regarded as dereliction of duty and will be investigated!
"Emperor Dongyue, this time Prince Bingling has gone too far and suddenly wants to inspect the three mountains and their branches. He said he will be there soon. How can we, who are visiting friends, report to him?"

The man sighed, but his speed was quite fast.

Soon, several mountain gods from the branches who had left their jobs to visit friends finally returned to an island mountain and landed on the peaks of their respective branches.

Cheng Xinzhan looked around and recognized that this was the Yingzhou Mountain in the scroll, but the details were much more detailed than what he saw from outside the scroll, so he quickly took note of them.

Soon, a divine power came from the west, and he could feel that the body of Zou Shanjun, whom he possessed, was trembling.

However, when Cheng Xinzhan saw that Prince Bingling came alone, without a carriage or attendants, he did not think he was putting on too much airs.

When he came closer, Cheng Xinzhan saw Prince Bingling through Zou Shanjun's eyes.

This time I can see it more clearly.

Prince Bingling looked less than 30 years old, very young, but he had an aura of majesty without even getting angry. He took one step to cover a distance of a thousand feet, and in two or three steps he walked from the horizon to the sky above Yingzhou Island, and glanced down.

Cheng Xinzhan felt that Zou Shanjun's body was already shaking.

He took this opportunity to carefully comprehend the Dharma spirit emanating from Prince Bingling.

Although he was walking in the air, he seemed to be using the magical power of "shrinking the earth into an inch"; although he was at a high place, he was as steady as the earth; he was not majestic, but looked as tall as a mountain.

It looks like a mountain, and the higher you look up, the higher it gets.

Its power is like the earth, boundless and infinite.

The power of life and death is in your hands.

Cheng Xinzhan only caught a quick glimpse of Prince Bingling, but Prince Bingling had already taken the entire Yingzhou Mountain in sight. He took another step, and the mountains swept back under his feet. With just one step, he left Yingzhou Mountain far behind him and went to the next mountain.

"Prince Bingling is so majestic!"

The mountain god next to him said another sentence, and before Cheng Xinzhan could nod, suddenly a force pulled his thoughts out of the body of Zou Shanjun, and then passed through the clouds and mist. In a blink of an eye, his thoughts returned to his body.

When he looked at the scroll again, he found that Prince Bingling in the painting had disappeared, and even the three mountains below had become much dimmer.

"Can you see it clearly?"

Wen Sukong asked.

"I think I can see it clearly."

Cheng Xinzhan replied.

Wen Sukong nodded, "That's good. You can keep this scroll. Although the ancient god's divine will has dissipated, the divine forms of the three mountains are still there. You can still enter the painting to observe the mountain's shape, but it probably won't be used many times."

She waved her hand, and the scroll rolled up by itself and fell in front of Cheng Xinzhan.

Cheng Xinzhan took the scroll and said,

"Thank you, Master."

At this time, Wen Sukong took out another object from the cave stone. This object swelled in the wind and turned into a huge object hanging in front of Cheng Xinzhan.

This is a three-meter-long painted screen.

The colors are bright and the momentum is magnificent.

There were five mountains painted on it. The appearance of these five mountains had long been well-known in the world, and he had seen them in various books and illustrations. So even if there was no inscription on this screen wall, he could guess the name of this screen wall painting.
"The True Shape of the Five Mountains".

"This is the 'True Shape Map of the Five Mountains' that I borrowed from a friend in Hengshan. There are tens of millions of 'True Shape Map of the Five Mountains' in the world, but the spirit and meaning of each one are very different. This screen wall is from the Erquan Temple in Hengshan, and it was painted by the great painter Gao Xiu in the Tang Dynasty. It is not the best of the 'True Shape Map of the Five Mountains', but it is the best work I can think of. Take it back and copy and contemplate it. When you have gained something, give it to me and I will return it to the owner."

Wen Sukong said.

Cheng Xinzhan stood up and bowed deeply. It was difficult for him to express his gratitude for such a favor.

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