Chapter 175 This River is Full of Sky Poison Pills

Chapter 175 This River is Full of Sky Poison Pills

Chapter 175 This River is Full of Sky Poison Pills
The southernmost part of the Shiwan Mountains.

There is a river that stretches as far as the eye can see, and its length is unknown.

When Jinjiao was dragged around the Shiwan Mountains.

I have seen with my own eyes a stone tablet on this river.

And now, Chen Huangpi and Du'e Xingzhe and their group of monks arrived here after several hours.

The river is very deep and looks like an abyss.

Even the river water is black.

"When the abbot dragged me to the river, a stone tablet emerged from the river. However, my eyelids were so tired that I couldn't open them, so I didn't see if there was any text on the stone tablet."

Jinjiao probably still remembered the location where he saw the stone tablet, so he jumped out of Chen Huangpi's arms and then carefully looked around for reference objects.

Soon, it came to two dead trees that were growing intertwined with each other.

Chen Huangpi walked up to the dead tree.

Then he saw faint traces of dragging under the tree.

Then he turned around again and looked at the Black River in front of him, which was called a river but was actually as wide as the sea.

At this time, black mist had risen on the surface of the river.

But Chen Huangpi didn’t see the stone tablet.

What’s more, it’s the master’s fishing rod.

"Donor Chen, what kind of river is this? Why is it so strange?"

Du'e Xingzhe walked to the riverside and looked at the boundless black river water and the black fog with fear.

Even goose feathers cannot float on the river water; that is because the water is weak.

But how could there be black fog in Ruoshui?

Chen Huangpi shook his head and said, "Although I grew up in the Shiwanda Mountains, this is my first time here. I only know that the fishing rod I'm looking for should be here."

The traveler Du'e said, "Mr. Chen, you don't know that this river is strange. It looks like weak water, but it is actually larger and different. Have you noticed the black fog?"

"Is there something wrong with the Black Mist?"

Chen Huangpi's expression looked a little strange.

There are many kinds of fog in the Shiwanda Mountains.

Purple mist, white mist, green mist.

This black fog...

Could it be that the evil person who is my master but doesn’t have my surname was the cause of this?

But the evil people are not in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Besides, the feeling of this black fog is not right. It doesn’t have that evil energy.

"This black fog is poisonous."

Du'e Xingzhe said to the other monks in a serious tone: "You can look for the fishing rod on the river bank, but don't go into the water without permission because you have the protection of the Arhats. Not only the fog, but also the water itself is poisonous."

"We know."

The monks nodded, and then no one approached the river again.

After doing all this, the Traveler Du'e patiently explained to Chen Huangpi, "The Bodhisattva told me that this black fog is extremely poisonous. If you get in contact with it, you will die. If you touch it, you will die. Your soul will be scattered within three breaths. It is extremely terrifying."

If it were just this black fog, I would just ignore it.

But this river water is weak water.

If you fall down, you will never get out again.

No matter how strong your cultivation is, even if you are an immortal you cannot fly over there. If you dare to go over there you will fall in immediately.

Moreover, the black fog came out from this weak water.

If the black fog is so poisonous, the weak water might be even more poisonous.

If an immortal falls into it, he will be poisoned to death.

However, listen to the words of this traveler.

Chen Huangpi was stunned.

Not only him, but also the brass oil lamp and the ghost.

"My dear, why does what this old bald donkey said sound so familiar?"

“Heavenly Poison Pill…”

The soul-seeking ghost said in a complicated tone: "Master, if I remember correctly, the effect of the Sky Poison Pill seems to be like this."

"Exactly the same."

Chen Huangpi said in his heart: "It's just that the Sky Poison Pill I refined last time was wrong. I mixed up the day and night. I should have refined it the other way around. But how many Sky Poison Pills must have been thrown into this river to create such a thick poisonous fog?"

The entire Ruoshui Black River is covered with black fog.

The black mist flowed along the river surface but did not leak out at all.

Moreover, the river is so wide and long that you can't see the end at all.

I'm afraid that even if one million Sky Poison Pills were thrown in, it might not necessarily cause such a horrific situation.

The soul-seeking ghost couldn't help but say, "Master, the last time we went to the Yellow Springs, there were so many dead people that it was as if they were extinct. Could it be that the temple master dug out those things, refined them into Heavenly Poison Pills, and then left them here?"

Although the method of refining the Sky Poison Pill is somewhat complicated.

But the requirements for materials are shockingly simple.

The only thing that is hard to find is the one who has died without a single survivor.

This thing grows in the wind like weeds in the Yellow Springs, but the last time I went there, I didn't see any.

Chen Huangpi once suspected that the corpse of Yi Qingzhou, that is, the dead man in the hands of the thin and evil creature, must have been obtained in the Yellow Springs Yintu a long time ago, and it is very likely the last one in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

But who would go to so much trouble to make so many Heavenly Poison Pills and throw them into the Weak Water Black River?

Chen Huangpi didn't think it was his master who did it.

"Master follows me and has a kind heart. He won't do such a thing." Chen Huangpi said silently in his heart: "I can only fry fish at most, but if the Sky Poison Pill is thrown into the river, all living creatures will die. Master rarely kills even evil spirits, and has never done anything to mortals. Maybe it was someone else."

The brass oil lamp also echoed, "Yes, if the temple master wants to do something with this Weak Water Black River, there are a thousand and ten thousand ways to do it. There is no need to spend so much effort."

You should know that the master of the temple is the master of Tao.

Such beings can do whatever they want with just a thought.

The soul-seeking ghost whispered, "But the Sky Poison Pill is recorded in the Seventy-Two Secret Pills, and the Pills were given to the Contract Master by the Three Views Master under the guise of Xu Qingshan. It is impossible to say that there is no connection between them."

"Not necessarily."

Chen Huangpi shook his head and looked seriously at the Ruoshui Black River in front of him.

The explanation of the seventy-two secret elixirs was in the Jiuguan Sutra Library at that time, and Xu Qingshan wrote it for himself.

Although after he refined the Heavenly Poison Pill, he did poison his first and second masters.

But it doesn’t mean that it was the Third Master who asked him to do this.

Chen Huangpi asked Xu Qingshan, but Xu Qingshan only wrote eight words on the paper, saying that there was nothing wrong with the recipe.

Later, Chen Huangpi brought up the matter of the elixir recipe again.

The Third Master said that it was because he had left his old perspective and had been contaminated by something that was invisible, intangible, existing and non-existent, and because he had refined the Heavenly Poison Pill, he was using this to do this.

In other words, Xu Qingshan actually wrote the recipe for the elixir with his master's tacit approval.

Instead, it was the Third Master who asked him to do so.

"It can't be Xu Qingshan who did it."

The brass oil lamp maliciously speculated, "I disliked this guy back then. Others made one statue of the god, but he made two, which made him look like he was very capable. Moreover, he was the one who gave me the solution to the 72 secret pills, so he must be able to make pills."

Chen Huangpi said: "The solution to the 72 secret pills was in the Sutra Library before, but it was erased along with all the skills. Xu Qingshan just knew it, but it doesn't mean that other Taoists don't know it."

"His soul is trapped in the Sutra Library, and no one knows where his body is."

"I suspect it was done by another Taoist."

"Daqian Immortal Dynasty?"

"The Great Qian Immortal Dynasty sealed itself off not long after the changes in the world began. How could someone come out and do such a thing?"

Chen Huangpi also didn't think it had anything to do with the Daqian Immortal Dynasty.

Besides, the Daqian Immortal Dynasty is too far away from the Shiwan Mountains. Even if an immortal breaks through the seal and runs to the Shiwan Mountains to do such a thing, Master can't just ignore it. Even if he does, what does the immortal want to do?
And just then.

Jinjiao rolled his eyes and bit Chen Huangpi's trouser leg tightly.

The traveler Du'e couldn't help but say, "Donor Chen, this auspicious beast seems to want to say something to you."

Chen Huangpi then lowered his head and looked at Jinjiao.

Jinjiao used sign language to say, "Dad Huangpi, this damn place is not like this."

The last time it was dragged here by the purple-robed Taoist priest was at night.

At night, the river is extremely clear.

And you can see the bottom of the water at a glance, and it seems like there is another world under the water.

And there is no black poisonous fog.

This time, the Bodhisattva in the body of Du'e Xingzhe was also observing Jinjiao.

The Bodhisattva wanted to know what the golden horn was gesturing.

Why can Buddhists know its meaning?

But after Jinjiao stopped gesturing, the Bodhisattva still sighed in disappointment.

What Jinjiao was using didn't look like sign language.

Sign language at least has rules, but this thing just kept waving its claws in the air, leaving no trace at all. Sometimes it looked like it was digging the ground, and you couldn't figure out what it meant even by guessing.

Chen Huangpi said thoughtfully, "Traveler Du'e, Jinjiao said that at night, this river will become different. Not only will there be no black fog, but it will be crystal clear. Maybe you can see my fishing rod then."

He suspected that the fishing rod might have fallen into the river.

If not, the river is boundless and there is no place to find your fishing rod.

Hearing this, the monk Du'e felt relieved and said, "I have heard that there are many evil things and weird things in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Now it seems to be true."

"The Ruoshui River is clear, which means that maybe we can take a boat across the river and look for the fishing rod in the river."

"Cross the river by boat?"

Chen Huangpi was not only a little curious.

This weak black river is so dark that not even a goose feather can float, so how can a small boat not sink?

The traveler Du'e smiled and said, "This is the Buddhist teaching. The Buddha said: The flesh body is just a skin bag. The sea of ​​suffering is endless. We need a boat to cross it. This boat has no bottom, but it can move on the water. It is called a skin and flesh boat."

The physical body is transformed into a bottomless boat of flesh and skin.

You can treat this weak water as a sea of ​​suffering to cross.

Chen Huangpi asked curiously, "We have so many people here, how many boats do we need to make?"

The traveler Du'e said: "The Buddha's teachings are boundless. All living beings ride on the boat, and naturally each person has his own boat."

Chen Huangpi shook his head and said, "Old monk, although I am proficient in Buddhist scriptures, I do not understand Buddhism. I do not understand the law of the skin and flesh boat."

Du'e Xingzhe frowned slightly, but then relaxed immediately.

Because he realized that this might be a good opportunity to make Chen Huangpi, the Buddhist, realize that he is a Buddha.

So, he smiled and said, "You are different. You can take a boat with me. You can take a look at the bottom of the boat. If the weak water becomes clear at night, you may be able to see something interesting."

Chen Huangpi blinked and said, "A bottomless boat means you can see the surface of the water, but what else can you see under the water? Could it be that you can see my true appearance?"

The traveler Du'e smiled but said nothing.

Not only will you see the true appearance, you will also see the true body of this Buddhist.

By then, we will know whether this Buddhist disciple is the Buddha of this world.

(End of this chapter)