Chapter 131 Liberation

Chapter 131 Liberation

Chapter 131 Liberation
Li Wuxiang forcibly suppressed the chaos in his mind, gained a trace of clarity, and summoned the Xuanguan Mirror in his body!
The next moment, he appeared in the mirror. Lou He in his body seemed to sense the change, and his movements paused for a moment. Li Wuxiang was able to catch a glimmer of clarity in his consciousness, and used this clarity to sense Zhao Qi——

Normally, he would arrive as soon as he thought of it. But now Zhao Qi was in a bad situation over there, and seemed to be extremely weak. He grabbed a certain line, but he didn't seem to know where it led to, and felt that it would break at any time. However, Li Wuxiang didn't care about that, and pulled it again in his consciousness -

A blood mist emerged, and wailing sounds immediately filled his ears. He arrived at Lingshan!

When the second wave of slag from the Huban didn't hit Lou Heshi, Li Wuxiang had figured it out. Why was Lou He's incarnation so elusive that even the flying sword couldn't reach him? Why didn't he feel anything when the tentacles in his body were severed by him?
It should be because he has cultivated himself into a ghost immortal in the Golden Cloud realm, and perhaps he can travel back and forth between the world of the living and the sacred mountain!
Now he knew he was right.

As soon as he arrived at Lingshan, the feeling of the tentacles that Lou He had lost returned.

Lou He probably didn't expect that he could get in, so his attack in his body slowed down again. But Li Wuxiang seemed to have a serious parasitic disease at this time. The silk threads of Lou He's incarnation gushed out from his seven orifices and the holes in his skin, mixing with his tentacles. He couldn't see what was around him at all.

But it doesn’t matter. He can still feel where the ground is in Lingshan. He dived hard into the ground and rushed in.

The ground of Lingshan was full of resentful ghosts. Li Wuxiang didn't know how deep he had gone in, but he could feel his entire body being immediately grabbed, torn, and squeezed by dense hands and feet. It also seemed that countless mouths began to gnaw and bite his body.

Lou He should have been caught as well. Li Wuxiang felt the threads being pulled out of his body. Lou He wanted to retract into his body, but now all the tentacles in Li Wuxiang's skin were still there. While he was desperately compressing his body into a thin piece, he used those tentacles to strangle and pull Lou He, squeezing him out of his body, but at the same time he was clinging to him tightly.

Because he felt another kind of power from Lou He, as if it wanted to leave Lingshan and return to the world of the living!
We can’t let him go, we have to keep him a little longer!

According to Zhao Qi, all the vengeful ghosts in the sea of ​​blood at Lingshan were about to dissolve, and were so weak that they could be crushed with just one finger of theirs.

This was indeed the case at this time. The two of them strangled each other and beat countless hands and feet around them into pus, blood and bone residue. However, there were too many resentful ghosts in Lingshan, almost endless, and they could not be killed!

After only about a quarter of an hour, Li Wuxiang felt extremely tired, sleepy and exhausted. The only thing he wanted to do was to close his eyes and fall into a deep sleep. His soul was also shaken, and he felt that his consciousness was also being pulled here and there, as if it was about to slip out of the golden entanglement and sink into the sea of ​​blood.

But he knew that Lou He would only feel worse.

Although he had become the Green Bag Immortal covered in golden clouds, he did not have the Golden Chandelure, a treasure that could hide his soul. Those resentful ghosts who pulled at his skin were actually pulling at his soul and taking away his incense!
After an unknown amount of time, Li Wuxiang realized that he had the upper hand - all the things that had invaded the space between his skin and the golden coil were cleared out by him, and the silk threads that had protruded from his seven orifices and skin became weak, like dying nematodes, struggling slightly, trying to rush out of the sea of ​​blood and return to the blood mist.

At this time, Li Wuxiang used the last bit of his strength to pull Lou He back into his body. He climbed up and said, "...Brother Lou...are you...now...are we...done with the fight?"

Lou He did not respond, but seemed to respond - those thin lines moved violently inside his body, and Li Wuxiang didn't know whether it was a nod or a shake of the head.

But he loosened his tentacles a little, because he would not be able to bear it any longer. His skin was already badly damaged, and many resentful ghosts' hands had reached under his skin and began to tear the golden rope apart.

Lou He shrank into a ball again, and Li Wuxiang felt that he was no longer a thin line, but had turned into a piece of human skin. At the same time, there was a sense of squeezing, but it was from the outside to the inside, as if the body was being rejected by the sacred mountain. So he put his tentacles on Lou He, and his eyes lit up and then went dark again. The ghost howling in his ears disappeared, and he fell back to the soft ground.

In the coffin city, he couldn't use the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to recover himself, but the divine consciousness attached to the statue of Deyang Taiyi before leaving helped him. The power of will rushed into his body, and after a while, Li Wuxiang felt that he could move.

At this time he heard a sound outside the courtyard - the first blast of Hu board fragments he sent towards Lou He hit the target completely, and the second blast hit the wall. Although the sound was not loud, it might have attracted attention. He wondered if the garrison soldiers and sentries nearby were going to come over to investigate the situation.

Li Wuxiang propped himself up again, facing the ground, bending his back, and opening his mouth wide - a piece of human skin with holes all over it was spit out from his mouth.

Then he heard a gentle knock on the courtyard door, and a low voice: "Zhou Ji, Tang Chuan?"

The human skin on the ground moved slightly, like a puddle of mud. Li Wuxiang grabbed him, crouched down, and quickly crawled to the bottom of the house - where he hid Tang Chuan's body.

He threw Lou He's skin on the corpse, and Lou He immediately wrapped it. In just a moment, the head swelled up and turned into Tang Chuan's appearance.

"It's exactly 12 o'clock." He spoke towards the courtyard gate, and his voice was exactly the same as Tang Chuan's.

Then there was no sound outside the courtyard gate, and the light footsteps faded away.

Li Wuxiang crawled out from under the house, sat on the ground, and looked at Lou He. His head was retracted again, and the human skin slowly slipped into the clothes of the corpse in the dark, with a muddy sliding sound. After about a quarter of an hour, the deflated clothes and scales were propped up again. Lou He, who was wearing Tang Chuan's face, crawled out little by little like an extremely tired person, lay on the grass next to Li Wuxiang, turned over, and let out a long breath.

He looked at the night sky for a while and whispered, "I didn't expect you to be a kind-hearted person."

"Because you had a trick up your sleeve." Li Wuxiang turned to look at him. "You have mastered the Golden Cloud. If I had no other tricks, you would have been able to snatch the Golden Chanel when I came in. But when you thought you could do it, you talked to me for a long time, so I believed that what you said before was true. Now, can you help me?"

Lou He sighed: "It's really difficult."

"From the beginning to the end you said it was difficult, not impossible. So you know what to do, right?"

Lou He opened his eyes and looked at the night sky. After a long while, he spoke again: "Then we have to make a big fuss. We can't target Wu Meng himself, but other things he cares about. Your previous impression of Wu Meng was almost all correct. In the True Form Sect, he is considered a good teacher, but because of this, he will not tolerate others' disobedience."

"He is in Lingshan now, probably trying to force Zeng Hui to surrender, otherwise the three of them would have been destroyed long ago with their abilities. This matter has been Wu Meng's concern for decades, and nothing can stop him, unless it is something bigger."

Lou He slowly sat up, raised his hand and pointed to the back of the tower of the Mountain Lord's Mansion: "There."

"In the True Form Sect, there are actually more people on the border than inside the diocese. They were raised for no other reason than to hide in Coffin Mountain and extract human power to supply cities like Coffin City to build their own palaces in Lingshan, destroy the spirits outside the diocese, and then expand the diocese. So if Wu Meng wants to let them go for the time being, he has to destroy Coffin Mountain."

"But if we destroy the Coffin Mountain, Wu Meng's tenure as the mountain master will be over. The Golden Chanzi is in your hands. I don't have a high level of cultivation, nor do I have Wu Meng's help. I'm afraid that things will drag on for who knows how long."

Li Wuxiang looked at him and said, "Brother Lou, if you really want to do great things, you should know that people who do great things should be courageous and decisive. The current situation is that you can no longer do what you want, so forget about your previous plans."

Lou He stood up shakily: "You are right. Okay, I can take you to the Coffin Mountain. But have you figured out how to get Zeng and the others out of the Spiritual Mountain? Can you find them?"

"can."

Lou He was stunned for a moment, frowned and looked at him: "You...is this your method in Peach Blossom Land?"

"No, I learned it later."

"When did Zhao Kui refine you?"

Li Wuxiang thought for a while and said, "It's been a long time, about three or four months." Lou He sighed, "It's true that heroes emerge from youth... You are not very old, right? You are not an old monster, right?"

"According to your world's calculation method, I am seventeen years old."

Lou He was silent, walked towards the door, took two steps, turned around, and opened his head: "I'll take you out."

Li Wuxiang went in without hesitation. Lou He closed his head, squeezed with his hands, walked to the door and pushed it open.

The skin that Lou He had refined was very magical. Li Wuxiang originally thought that he might have to curl up into a ball, but he discovered that the space in Lou He's chest and abdomen seemed to be larger than it looked, and more like a sedan chair.

He had tentacles in his body, and Lou He also had tentacles in his body, which were denser than his. However, they did not hang inside his body like his, but were woven into a white web that looked very much like a golden tangle.

He used to think that the Golden Chanzi was just an ordinary treasure. But after seeing the appearance of Lou He's body, perhaps the Golden Chanzi was specially made for practicing Guang Chanzi. In the Shijie Collection, Li Wuxiang read about the deeds of the 36 sect masters of Taiyi Dao, that is, the 36 true immortals at that time, but he had never heard of any true immortal using the Golden Chanzi.

At this time, he heard Lou He talking to someone. Lou He's skin was very soundproof, and Li Wuxiang couldn't hear it clearly. He only knew what he was saying to fool the nearby sentries.

After talking for two or three times, Lou He's speed increased. After another quarter of an hour, he heard Lou He's voice reaching his chest and abdomen: "He was once my disciple. I tricked him into the coffin city, but I didn't mean to harm him."

"He is Wu Meng's second son, and he has an older brother. But now his brother is dead, and he is the only son that Wu Meng cares about. If Zeng had the same personality as Pan or Helian, I would not ask him to return to Coffin City. But he is smarter than other swordsmen. If you don't take action this time, what do you think he will do in the end?"

"On the surface, I agreed to Wu Meng's request."

"Yes, that's right. Maybe Pan and Helian can survive. In fact, if they can't survive, I originally planned to go to Lingshan and let them practice Guangchanzi. This technique is not only for living people to practice. People who have practiced Taoism before they died can also practice it by helping to find a body, but it will be slower."

"As for Zeng, Wu Meng has already reached the state of spiritual cultivation, and there is no way he can leave any descendants. The position of the mountain master may belong to Zeng in the future. At that point, the matter has already been decided. I will tell him again what I told you. Even if he resents me, he will agree."

"It sounds like you're trying to whitewash yourself."

"Whitewash?" Lou He smiled. "This word is very vivid. You underestimated me. To do great things in this world, you must hurt people, intentionally or unintentionally. You hurt one person today, Tang Chuan. Tang Chuan never left the coffin city from birth to death. If he was outside the parish, he would be a rare good man. Didn't you kill him without blinking an eye?"

"But even if you feel guilty, you still feel that it is the right thing to do. What I said to you before is similar. I just want to tell you that I am not a lunatic who doesn't care about the friendship between fellow disciples."

Li Wuxiang said: "Yes, I understand."

Lou He sighed and stopped talking. After another quarter of an hour, Li Wuxiang felt him rising. After a few rises and falls, Lou He stopped and said, "Come out, there's no one else here."

Li Wuxiang crawled out of his head, opened himself up again, and found himself on the coffin mountain.

When he looked from a distance during the day, he could see some zigzag roads all over the mountain. Now he found that the road was wider than he had imagined, and could accommodate two carriages running side by side. When he looked up, he saw the dark stone wall reaching up to the sky, and when he looked down, he saw the dark cliffs hundreds of feet high.

"Are we going to destroy the coffin mountain here?"

Lou He shook his head, took off the scales on his body and threw them on the road: "The formation is on the top of the mountain, and there are cultivators guarding it. It will be a fierce battle soon. This is only halfway up the mountain. But wait, I have something to do first."

He said as he walked to the side of the road.

There was a cliff beside the road. Although the whole mountain seemed to be made of stone by magic, some flowers and plants still poked their heads out from the cracks in the rocks. It was summer now, and the flowers were in bloom, dotted with pink and white among the green leaves.

Lou He squatted down, carefully picked some flowers without missing petals from a bunch of ground plums, and turned around: "Let's go."

There are many wooden coffins on the mountain wall, but there are narrow entrances between the coffins and beside the road, so people can only enter with their heads lowered.

Lou He walked forward a few steps, ducked a little and got into one of them. When he walked three or four steps inside, Li Wuxiang followed him in.

Inside was a stone chamber, with coffins placed on both sides, four rows above and below. Looking deeper, even with his eyesight, he could not see the end, and it was possible that the entire mountain had been dug through.

Lou He walked quickly, while Li Wuxiang counted as he walked. When he reached the 31st coffin in the bottom row, Lou He stopped.

He was silent for a while, then raised his hand and pressed the coffin lid slightly. He didn't know where he pressed, but the coffin lid slid to one side, revealing the person lying inside.

It was a woman, with a lifelike and beautiful face, as if she was just asleep. But her hands and feet were tied with thin silver chains, and her forehead and chest were also embedded with silver plates with talismans painted on them, as if they had grown into her body.

Lou He looked at her for a while, and then put the bunch of taro into the coffin. Li Wuxiang took a half step forward and saw that this was the seventh bunch - the other six bunches beside it were already dry and about to crumble.

"This is my wife. Her name is Luo Xi." Lou He looked at her for a while and said softly, "I give her a bouquet every time she comes. She doesn't like this flower, but it's hard to find other ones."

"I told you before, I left Coffin City because of her. Wu Meng also thought it was because of her, so he couldn't figure it out."

"Haha, he's right that he can't figure it out, because it's just an excuse. The reason why I left Coffin City was actually because I knew about the Golden Chanzi, the Wide Chanzi, and the Netherworld Scroll."

"I used to be arrogant and thought I was a rare genius in the world. A person like me should not be inferior to others in the future. So what if I have achieved the state of unity and ascended to the Wonderful Realm in the True Form Sect? There are a lot of ancestors in the Wonderful Realm, and many of them were stronger than me before ascending. After that, I received so much worship from my disciples, so I don't know how strong I have become."

"So, is there any point in ascending to heaven? You have to be humble and modest in the mortal world, and when you reach the wonderland, you may have to be humble and modest even more. I only see disciples of the True Form Sect inviting their ancestors, but I have never heard of anyone inviting elders who have ascended to heaven. In fact, the tablets of those elders are not worshipped after five generations."

"So I wanted to become a True Immortal at that time. I thought that if I could cultivate to become a True Immortal, it wouldn't matter whether I was in the True Form Sect or the Sword Sect. That's why I left - Wu Meng thought it was because of her."

"But it was only after I left the parish and after all these years that I slowly started to think of her. Thinking about it this way, I really felt that I should have taken her away at the beginning. She was different from the other women in Coffin City. She was more like those outside the parish, daring to love and hate. But every time I think of her, I think of the time when she was taken away by Wu Meng's people - I didn't even look at her that day."

"Alas, it was also from then on that I slowly felt that the Six Mystical Sects should not exist in this world." Lou He raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch her face, but put it down again.

"Okay, let's go. Let's destroy this mountain of coffins and free her."

(End of this chapter)