Chapter 132: The Formation in the Old Temple
Chapter 132: The Formation in the Old Temple
"After you fell asleep, the Great View Master suddenly became the Third View Master."
"The Third View Master said that even the sun must be blind."
"He also told me to take you to the old temple from another road, saying that his Taoist robes were on that road."
As the brass oil lamp spoke, he took Chen Huangpi through the Jingxian Temple.
After nightfall, Jingxian Temple is connected to the old temple.
In addition to the courtyard gate, there are many guest rooms, dilapidated side halls, and even a road behind the kitchen leading to the old temple.
As they walked, Chen Huangpi asked, "Didn't Third Master say anything else besides bringing the Taoist robe?"
"The Third View Master has gone crazy."
The brass oil lamp said helplessly: "You lost your mind halfway through the conversation and even thought I was the sun and wanted to strangle me to death. Fortunately, I have a strong life, otherwise you would not be able to see me."
"But Sanguan mainly blinds the sun outside, so he must use the Taoist robe to do it."
"Anyway, since the old man said so, we should just do it."
The first master, the second master, the third master.
They are all observers.
Whatever the master does, no matter big or small, there must be a purpose behind it.
"I understand."
"What do you understand again?"
"Third Master is admitting his mistake to me."
Chen Huangpi snorted coldly, "He hung me on a tree and beat me yesterday, but we are like father and son. He felt the pain when he beat me. But he is a master, so he naturally can't bring himself to apologize to me, his disciple."
"So, he took advantage of my sleep and asked you to let me get the robe."
At this point, Chen Huangpi pointed to his own Taoist robe as proof: "This robe was made by Tangbaba. Although it is comfortable and decent, it has been in the underworld and has been tattered for a long time."
"Third Master is really something. He actually went through so much trouble just to ease the relationship with me."
"But he underestimated me. I am not a person who holds grudges."
"By the way, Huang Er, don't tell this to Master San, or I'll get beaten."
"..."
Listen to what Chen Huangpi said.
The brass oil lamp subconsciously glanced at the red moon above its head.
The red moon hung high in the sky.
It seems as if there has never been any change from ancient times to the present.
But it knows that this red moon is not the same as the red moon in the outside world, but is transformed from the Yin Spirit of the master of the temple.
This red moon is like an eye.
Everything that happened in the Ten Thousand Mountains under the night sky was within his sight.
Thinking of this, the brass oil lamp fell silent.
"Hahaha!"
Chen Huangpi laughed three times and said nonchalantly: "Huang Er, the moon is so round tonight. Hey, isn't this the road that my most beloved Third Master talked about?"
"Huang Er, let's go in now. We can't delay Third Master's important matter."
The road leading to the old temple is actually inside a side hall.
The side hall was in ruins during the day, with only a door left. At night, it was as complete as new, but everything except the door was hidden in darkness.
Walk to the door of the side hall.
Chen Huangpi didn't think twice and just opened the door and walked in.
next second.
He just felt a black screen in front of his eyes and the world was spinning.
Then, we entered the old view that only appeared at night.
There was a whoosh in the darkness.
A ray of yellow light illuminates the surroundings.
Only then did Chen Huangpi see the things around him clearly.
This side hall is very large, about ten feet high, and looking left and right, it is four times as wide as the main hall of Jingxian Temple during the day.
But this side hall was very messy.
Tables, chairs, and futons were scattered everywhere, and there were even a lot of dried bloodstains on the ground.
It was like having been through a great war.
In the corner of the side hall against the wall, there is a lamp stand.
“I used to hang on that.”
The brass oil lamp said in a complicated tone: "When the temple master made me, he used scraps. I just thought that I was not valued, and the Taoists in the temple didn't take me seriously either, so they put me in this side hall."
Looking back on the past, even the brass oil lamp knew that he was not as bad as he thought.
The Nine Netherworld Lamp is not inferior to...
Well, the potential is no less than that of the Golden Dome Sky Lantern.
But when he revisited the old place today, the scenes of those years came to his mind, and how could he let it go?
Chen Huangpi comforted him, "Huang Er, Master has arranged a side hall for you, how could he not value you?"
"This side hall is called the Miscellaneous Hall."
"The Miscellaneous Hall is the Miscellaneous Hall."
Chen Huangpi changed his words and said, "It's better than being a waste."
"Benjia, you really know how to talk."
The brass oil lamp was moved and said, "If I could beat you, I would really like to seal your mouth with lamp oil."
At that time, the master of the temple brought the Taoists to the Shiwan Mountains to create gods.
Over the past three hundred years, it can be said that the entire Ten Thousand Mountains have been turned upside down.
And those rare treasures that could not create gods were thrown into this miscellaneous hall like garbage.
Therefore, the Miscellaneous Hall is also known as the Waste Hall.
"Huang Er, I know you are very touched."
Chen Huangpi said with relief: "But you don't have to seal my mouth. You just need to tell me if there are any other miscellaneous items like yours in this miscellaneous items hall. If you can let me take them out, it will be a reward for me."
"No, none at all."
The brass oil lamp shook his head and said, "The things left in this useless palace are all dead things. They have long lost their spirituality. Even if you can take them out, they will be of no use at all."
"Ok."
Chen Huangpi was a little disappointed and immediately lost interest in this useless palace.
So he opened the door and walked out.
To get from Jingxian Temple to Jiuguan Temple, you need to push the door to enter. But after entering, you can push the door again to go out, and the outside is also Jiuguan Temple. You can leave Jiuguan Temple only after pushing the door in the opposite direction.
Outside the Waste Palace, it was gray.
The last time I came to Jiuguan, it had changed a lot.
Everything was suspended in the sky, filled with green mist.
Now it has become what it used to be.
There is a bluestone road on the ground, with dry trees on both sides. After walking a few hundred steps forward, there is another side hall.
Chen Huangpi walked forward holding a brass oil lamp.
"Huang Er, have you walked this road before?"
"Of course I have."
The brass oil lamp said, "Although I was placed in the sundry room, I was not confined. I have walked this road countless times, but this is my first time here since this place was transformed into its old state."
"See that road on the left?"
"I saw it."
Chen Huangpi looked to the left and saw a bluestone road disappearing into the forest. There was no end to the road in sight, and there were large dead trees on both sides. It looked eerie and scary, as if it led to hell.
"That road leads directly to the side peak of Yuqiong Mountain. Jiuli Bell used to hang on the highest point of that peak."
The brass oil lamp said with emotion: "It's just that now it has become an evil being and is no longer in that place. I don't know if it will still be in the old temple after the Three Views Master comes out."
The Master of Three Views previously controlled the Jiuli Bell and saved Chen Huangpi several times.
Now that the Master of the Three Views has left the old temple, perhaps he has taken the Jiuli Bell with him as well.
Chen Huangpi shook his head and said, "Master said that there is something suppressed in Jiuguan. The reason why the sword left was to look for Huang Yi. As for the Jiuli Bell and the Earth Book, they are all suppressing objects and will definitely not leave Jiuguan."
"Wait a minute Huang Er, why are there words on those bluestone slabs?"
Chen Huangpi suddenly saw that there were many words engraved on the bluestone road leading to the side peak where Jiuli Zhong was originally located, which made him curious.
"Don't look, don't look!"
The brass oil lamp's face changed drastically, and he said hurriedly: "The old temple is very weird. Who knows what big problems will happen after seeing it. Let's go find the Taoist robe of the temple master and don't waste any more time."
"It won't be a problem."
While Chen Huangpi was speaking, he had already moved forward to take a look.
There are many words written on the bluestone road.
Those words are exactly the same as the ones written in a flamboyant style on the door of the Tomb of the Gods.
The brass oil lamp looked pale.
It didn't dare to read the words.
But until Chen Huangpi muttered: "The blue sky is dead, the yellow sky is not yet born, and it came down to suppress the immortals, so it drew its dead energy to form a formation, with three thousand immortals as the center of the formation, until 18,000 years."
"Ah? Are these the words written on it?"
"What else should I write?"
"nothing……"
The brass oil lamp breathed a sigh of relief.
It thought that what was written on it was the letter of apology that it had written to kowtow and apologize to Jiuli Zhong.
You know, the person it hated the most back then was Huang Yi.
Therefore, it seldom used the name Huang Er, and always called itself the Nine Underworld Divine Lamp. Later, it became arrogant as it called that, and heard from those rubbish in the Waste Hall that there was a man named Jiuli Zhong who also had the surname Jiu.
When Jiu Ming Divine Lamp heard about such a thing, he immediately became angry.
What level is the Jiuli Bell?
How dare it have the same name with the word "nine" in front of it.
If the Jiuli Bell is not renamed, the name of the Jiuming Divine Lamp will be written backwards.
As a result, Jiuli Zhong just glanced at it.
It kowtowed three times with every step and wrote on the bluestone road, "This is all a misunderstanding, Brother Jiu, don't be angry. Actually, my name is Huang Er. Please give me some face, big brother. I will kneel down and kowtow to you."
At this time.
Chen Huangpi suddenly said, "My uncle Chen Huang said that the changes in the world will last for 18,000 years. It also says that 3,000 immortals will be the center of the formation, drawing the death energy to form the formation. Could it be that the formation is intended to suppress the heavens?"
The brass oil lamp asked, "Why not Huang Tian?"
"Huang Tian hasn't been born yet, so why suppress him?"
Chen Huangpi looked at the brass oil lamp in surprise and said, "Besides, it says on it to draw in the death energy and form a formation. The sky is dead, so it must be referring to the death energy of the sky."
"Why aren't there such words anywhere else? Only here at Jiuli Bell?"
"You go forward."
The brass oil lamp seemed to have remembered something and urged, "Go to the end in front and turn again. There is also a bluestone road. That road leads to the Sword Peak, where the master's sword is."
"it is good."
After a while.
Chen Huangpi came to the place where the brass oil lamp indicated.
There is also a bluestone road leading to the side peak of Yuqiong Mountain.
Looking from afar, the side peak was like a sharp sword. Just one glance at it was enough to make people feel cold in their hearts, and one could even faintly hear the sound of a sword in their ears.
"That sword is too sharp."
The brass oil lamp said fearfully: "Even if there is a scabbard to hide its sharpness, this sword tip is stained with its aura and has become extremely terrifying. You can't go this way, otherwise the sword tip will kill you."
“There are the same words on this road.”
"One more place."
"This used to be the Guantian Pavilion where the Earth Book was located. The Earth Book reflected the Azure Sky and would record all the major and minor events that happened during the rotation of the sun and the moon. However, the Earth Book, like the Jiuli Bell, is not here."
"Let's go and look ahead."
The brass oil lamp carries the tangerine peel all the way through the old temple.
This area is full of treasures from the Jingxian Temple, but for some reason, not even a single evil thing has been seen.
Otherwise, the brass oil lamp would not dare to let Chen Huangpi run around like this.
I went to five places in total.
Wherever there is a heavy place, whether it is the bluestone road or the attic, it is all covered with those strange words.
The brass oil lamp said in horror, "There are five places in total. The Earth Book, the Nine-Lei Bell, the Stone Tower, the Cave, and the Dragon Locking Well are all like this. Could it be that they have become part of the formation, attracting the death energy of the sky and suppressing the sky?"
"There should be more than five. Nine is the limit, and there should be four more."
Chen Huangpi frowned and said, "The Feixiantu and Huang Yi were originally hung on the wall of the main hall, but they disappeared."
"Otherwise, these words should also be written in the hall."
"Maybe there's me too."
The brass oil lamp said with embarrassment: "I woke up outside. I can enlighten the Yin God. I am also a treasure. However, there are only eight of them, including me. There is still one missing."
Chen Huangpi thought for a moment and said, "Master said there is a millstone in the old temple. He should be talking about the altar. The altar is being pulled by five real dragons. It should be the ninth treasure."
(End of this chapter)