Sang Luo wanted to nod and said that it was indeed because of Shen Wuyang's lack of talent, so she wanted to accept a metaphysical genius as an apprentice to try what realm she could achieve.

But she was afraid that saying this would hurt Shen Wuyang's heart.

After carefully wording it, she said: "Cultivation is about cultivating the mind, and it is enough for you to not forget to do good deeds everywhere and keep a good heart for a thousand years after you die." ”

"The so-called cultivation talent is just a gap in technique. The essence of cultivation is to cultivate the Tao, not to stay at the level of magic. ”

"You've gone beyond the surface and into the inside, you don't have to think about it so much."

Shen Wuyang heard his master praise him, and Shicai's displeasure was also swept away.

"Master, our secret room will open next month, and then you will have to promote our secret room in your live broadcast room."

Sang Luo snorted, "I will." Remember to print some discount coupons for me, and I will send them to the pilgrims who come to the temple to offer incense. ”

"Good!" , Shen Wuyang grinned, looking at the master carrying a big mountaineering bag, he couldn't help but be a little curious.

"Master, where are you going?"

Sang Luo pinched the shoulder strap, "I'll go to Mount Tai." ”

"Oh~", Shen Wuyang looked like I understood, "It turns out that Master is going back to his hometown." ”

Since ancient times, the soul of life and death has returned to Dailu.

That is to say, all the common people, after death, the soul will be lured by the ghost to the foot of Mount Tai, from here into the underworld to accept the judgment, Mount Tai is the hometown of all ghosts.

After Sang Luo said goodbye to Shen Wuyang, he set out on the road to Mount Tai alone.

After walking for two whole days, Sang Luo finally arrived at the southern foot of Mount Tai.

There is a Dai temple here, also known as Dongyue Temple.

Inside is enshrined is the supreme ruler of the underworld, Dongyue the Great, that is, the prince of the palace in their usual mouths.

And the top of Mount Tai, enshrined is the fairy Niangniang of the upper realm, Dongyue Taishan Tianxian Jade Girl Bixia Yuanjun, commonly known as Taishan Grandma.

The top of Mount Tai leads to the fairy world, and the foot of Mount Tai leads to the ghost world.

This is also the place where ancient emperors ascended the throne and sealed Zen.

Today, however, you can no longer see the grandeur of thousands of years ago.

Walking on the road, Sang Luo can hear the chatter of tourists from time to time.

"Baby, let's go to Mount Tai, others say that here is to help the right fate and go to the bad fate."

"Is it so amazing?"

"There really is! It is said that the boy who lives cannot come here, and if he does, he will be taken back by heaven. There are also many netizens who say that they have a headache as soon as they get to Mount Tai. ”

"Then let's not go, in case I'm a child, won't I die?"

“.”

Although the status of Mount Tai is not as sacred as in the past, the folk legend about Mount Tai has never been interrupted.

Sang Luo walked through the streets and finally came to the front of the Dai Temple.

The temple of Taishan Mansion is magnificent, the city wall is dozens of meters high, three vermilion gates, the carved railing is exquisite, the bricks and tiles are clear and clean.

There are also many more incense than her small broken Taoist temple, and she can hear the sound of pilgrims talking and talking inside, she can hear it clearly outside.

Passing through the Zhengyang Gate, and walking a little further, it is the Tianzhen Hall dedicated to the statue of the Emperor of Dongyue.

But for some reason, the Heavenly Hall was closed, and the door was full of people, chattering and talking.

Sang Luo grabbed a random child, "Kid, what's going on here?" Why didn't the Heavenly Hall open? What are you all doing here? ”

The little boy with the lid of the pot replied, "A man has just helped a beautiful woman in!" That man's accent was so strange that he sounded like a little devil! ”

The boy with the head of the pot had a spark in his eyes, "These little devils, don't stay well in their own country, why are they coming to us?" ”

"Little devil?" , Sang Luo lowered his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, as if she understood something.

She reached the door of the Heavenly Hall with an arrow step, she reached out and pushed the door, but the door was blocked by a mysterious force, and she couldn't open it at all.

"Girl, this door was locked by that little devil, we tried, but we couldn't open it!" , an aunt said very enthusiastically.

Another young girl also said: "These little devils, I don't know what the hell they are doing in our country again!" I've already called to report it to the Civil Security Bureau! Come and wait for you, lest the little devil hurt you. ”

Sangaru took a few steps back, but didn't go down the steps.

Instead, he used the internal force and pushed hard towards the gate.

And the door opened.

When the door was opened, a male corpse appeared on the floor in the center of the main hall.

Around the male corpse, there was also a formation.

She only glanced at it, and knew that this formation was the formation of the Taishan Mansion Monarch Sacrifice.

"The Yin-Yang Dao Technique of Fusang Country." , Sang Luo muttered.

The Taishan Mansion Monarch Festival comes from the Fusang Kingdom.

Thousands of years ago, China's Yin and Yang Five Elements Doctrine was introduced to Fusang, and the people of Fusang borrowed and absorbed and developed a new spell.

It's the Yin-Yang Dao technique.

The so-called Taishan Mansion Monarch Sacrifice is to pray to the Emperor Dongyue and exchange his own life for the life of the deceased.

When the pilgrims outside the house saw the door open, they also quickly gathered around.

"Ahh Dead man! ”

There were timid girls who were so frightened that they fled after seeing the corpse.

There are also those who are bold and carefully take a clear look at the face of the male corpse on the ground.

"Hey! Isn't this the male devil just now? How did he die? ”

"What about the beautiful woman he was holding in his arms? Why is it gone? ”

Sanroku understood that the man's sacrifice had been successful, that he was dead, and that the woman in his arms was alive.

She couldn't help but be a little worried.

The identity of a woman who can make a man come to Mount Tai from thousands of miles away and ask the king of the palace to resurrect her with her own life is definitely not simple.

I don't know what other intricate relationships are behind this.

Sang Luo looked for the beautiful woman in the mouth of the pilgrims in all corners of the temple.

But nothing was found.

Eventually, she locked her eyes on the back of the statue of Emperor Dongyue.

She silently apologized to the prince in her heart.

Then, without hesitation, he turned over to the altar and walked towards the back of the statue of Emperor Dongyue.

The pilgrims gathered in the main hall looked stupid.

"Ouch! This is a great disrespect to Emperor Dongyue! ”

"Going to die, going to die! This girl is in trouble! Hurry down! It's really rude and unruly! ”

"She'll be punished, right? Let's go! Thunder strikes, let's not be innocent. ”

Sang Luo ignored the persuasion of the pilgrims and walked straight to the statue of Emperor Dongyue.

Then he bowed deeply: "Boss, I'm so sorry. ”

Then, he poked his head behind the statue.

A very beautiful woman with a snow-white body squatted under the buttocks of the statue of the Great Emperor.

As soon as the woman saw Sangluo, she went around the other side of the statue and jumped off the altar.

The one who slipped away in smoke ran away.

(End of chapter)