The mournful wailing in the Bat King Temple suddenly disappeared the moment Zhang Yan stepped into the temple.
The huge Dan Sha on his body was constantly circulating and protecting his body. He did not need to use it deliberately. Even if a little of it leaked outside, it was enough to suppress the Yin Qi in the temple.
There were more than ten beasts in the temple that looked like cats and beavers with tiger stripes on their bodies. They were lying on the ground and looked at him in fear. They were trembling all over.
Zhang Yan did not care about them. He looked around coldly and his eyes emitted a foot-long white light that looked like a sharp sword aura.
The temple should have been abandoned for a hundred years, but there was no dust or cobwebs around it. Instead, it seemed like someone often swept it. He knew that it was the beasts' doing. This must be their daily residence, which was why they took care of it.
The temple was not small. It was divided into a front and a back hall. He walked to the back hall and looked up. He saw a statue of the Earth God standing on the altar. Although it looked kind, it had protruding lips and ears. Its sharp teeth were exposed. It had red eyes and black skin. There was white hair on its cheeks. It did not look like a human.
Zhang Yan thought to himself. Since the temple was named after the Bat King, it should be a bat spirit that cultivated into a demon and was later worshiped by the local villagers as the Earth God.
This was not unusual. For example, in a remote rural area, if the spirits were willing to protect the safety of the people and prevent them from being harmed by evil spirits, not only would they be able to cultivate well, they would also be able to enjoy incense and blood. Even the Taoist priests of Taoism Palace would not come looking for trouble.
However, after looking at it a few more times, he could see that something was wrong.
With a wave of his hand, he peeled off the layer of dry mud on the statue. The dark wood grain underneath was revealed. There was a light yellow Talisman pasted on it.
He laughed coldly and said, "There is no formation here. I was wondering why the Yin Qi was so stagnant. So the root cause is here."
The statue of the Earth God Temple was only covered with a layer of mud on the outside and painted with a layer of paint. The inside was carved with a Yin Wood that had been refined by magic.
It was unknown what kind of secret technique was used to make this wooden statue. Originally, it could be used to ward off evil, but now, it was hiding yin within yin. Their souls would be sucked in and imprisoned within to be refined with Yin Qi. Over time, it would become a place to raise devils.
If he didn't care about it and didn't care about it, a demon would definitely be born in a hundred years.
Such a method. With one look, he knew that the disciples of the Devil Sect lacked devil heads to refine their evil arts, so they took a different path and nurtured devil heads. Now that the Devil Tribulation had started, there were countless devil heads in the Devil's Cave. It was so that there was no need to resort to such methods.
This was probably the reason why the temple was abandoned here.
Over the past hundreds of years, it was unknown how many spirits had been imprisoned and refined within the wooden statue. Just like at this moment, there were more than ten newly captured spirits that were suffering from the pain of soul refinement. Originally, he was in great pain, but with Zhang Yan in front of him, he was unable to make a sound due to the immense pressure from his body.
Zhang Yan pondered for a moment. Although this place was already abandoned, it was inevitable for a living person to be in a trance when they were tainted by the Yin Qi. Strange phenomena appeared frequently in front of him, and as time went on, it would hurt his vitality. Since he had seen it, he couldn't let it go on like this.
He pointed his finger at the Talisman. With a soft sound, the spell was broken. The wooden statue trembled a few times and couldn't restrain the spirits anymore. The ten spirits came down from the statue and bowed to Zhang Yan a few times before dispersing.
Zhang Yan didn't care about them. He flicked his sleeves and a streak of purple lightning flew out. It circled around the wooden statue and swept away the Yin Qi that had been accumulated for hundreds of years.
After doing this, he was about to find a place to meditate. The dozen strange beasts had been watching his movements. At this time, a strange beast with a short nose and bright fur folded its ears back. It called out a few times and came over with a clean praying mat in its mouth. It stood up and bowed to him like a human.
Zhang Yan nodded his head and said, "You guys are sensible."
He pondered for a moment and took out a pill. "I've destroyed your hiding place, so I'll give you this Form Transformation Pill."
The strange beast seemed to be pleasantly surprised and used its mouth to bring it over. After bowing to Zhang Yan a few times, it went to the side and called out a few times before leading the group of strange beasts out of the temple. In an instant, they disappeared without a trace.
Zhang Yan sat down on the praying mat and closed his eyes, waiting for the fated person to come to him.
When he was talking to Wang Sanlang, he did not deliberately avoid the manservants. Even though Wang Sanlang specifically told him not to tell anyone, the news of the Celestial Master's teachings still spread like wildfire, causing an uproar. Although there were many people who were moved, when they heard that they were going to the Bat King Temple. However, he flinched and shrank back.
However, there were still some fearless people who dared to take the risk and come here.
But the strange thing was, when the villagers woke up the next day, they found themselves lying in their own beds. They couldn't remember what happened yesterday, but their bodies were much stronger than before.
Once this news spread out, it attracted even more people to head over there.
More than twenty miles away from the Bat King Temple, there was a place called Wei Village. At the west of the village was a thatched hut that was leaking wind everywhere. Inside the hut, a child was holding a small piece of neatly cut cotton cloth and was carefully wiping the saliva hanging on the corner of his sick mother's mouth. He said softly, "Mother, rest in peace. I'm going to accompany Tong Si's young master to study."
The old woman's eyelids moved as a response.
This child was called Wei Zihong. His father was recruited to dig a canal a few years ago. In the end, he contracted an illness and died, leaving only an orphan and a widow at home.
He was still young, and the Wei family was paralyzed. They could only rely on the help of their neighbors and relatives to survive, so their family was very poor.
When he heard that there was an Celestial Master who had a way to make people strong enough to fight a hundred people, he made up his mind to take him as a disciple.
He didn't think too much about it. He just wanted to have a body full of strength and earn some money to cure his mother's illness. He wouldn't have to worry about food and clothing anymore.
Wei Village was more than twenty miles away from the Bat King Temple. It wasn't much for the villagers, but for a child like him, it was extremely difficult. If he went alone, not to mention human traffickers and bandits, even wild wolves could take him away.
Although he was only seven or eight years old, he had the experience of an adult. A few days ago, he had made an agreement with a traveling merchant he was familiar with to set off together when this person was selling goods.
At this time, the sky was slightly white. He was afraid that he would miss the time, so he decided to go earlier.
He first carried half a dry biscuit with him, then went to the neighbor's house to get some boiled water. He poured it into the gourd and tightly stuffed it. Then he found a few rags and stuffed some hay inside. Finally, he used hemp rope to tie his calf. He stomped a few times, and seeing that it wouldn't fall, he went out the door and found the traveling merchant.
He was also sensible and tactful. Although he was small, he still helped the merchant carry a basket. Four hours later, they arrived at the town.
From here to the Bat King Temple was about five miles away, and it wasn't even midnight yet. He asked for a small piece of realgar from the traveling merchant, and after bidding farewell, he went into the forest alone.
After walking for a short while, he saw a big tree and climbed up to find a thick tree trunk with dense leaves. He leaned on it and rested.
It was also because he was tired from walking, after a while, he fell asleep.
After sleeping for an unknown period of time, he suddenly felt some movement. When he opened his eyes to take a look, he saw a little white-furred monkey was opening its big round eyes and continuously pushing him.
Wei Zihong turned over and touched his head, "Little monkey, is this your place?"
He looked up and saw that the sky was already dark. He slapped his head and shouted, "Oh no, oh no, I don't want to miss the time to become apprentices."
He looked around. At this time, the night was dark, and he was in the wilderness. He couldn't see his fingers in front of him, and it was hard to identify the path ahead.
However, he had a skill, and that was being able to see things in the dark. This was also the reason why he had the confidence to come and become apprentices.
At this time, he faintly saw a light coming from a boundary in front of him. Looking at the direction, it happened to be the direction of the Bat King Temple. He hurriedly climbed down from the tree and ran towards the light.
That little white monkey suddenly jumped up and landed on his shoulder. Wei Zihong's footsteps paused, and he asked curiously, "Little monkey, are you also going to become apprentices?"
The little white monkey squeaked a few times and kept nodding. Wei Zihong saw that it was quite intelligent, and he felt a little happy. He touched its fur and felt that it was quite soft and smooth. He said, "Then let's go together."
The little white monkey squeaked a few more times, and Wei Zihong laughed a few times. He then let it climb on his body and ran forward.
He often heard that this place was haunted, and even though he mustered up his courage to come, he couldn't help but feel nervous.
Maybe it was because of his good luck, nothing strange happened in this boundary that was rumored to be extremely dangerous in the past. He actually arrived in front of the Bat King Temple safely.
It was just that there was still light in the distance, but when he got closer, it was pitch black, and not a single sound could be heard.
Wei Zihong was after all a child, and he felt a little afraid in his heart. His footsteps slowed down a lot, but when he thought of his old mother who was paralyzed in bed, he instantly became determined again. He walked forward, and with a squeak, he pushed open the old door of the temple.
He stuck his head out and stepped in. Seeing that there was no movement, he became more courageous and carefully walked in. After about twenty steps, he turned around a layer of cloth, and saw a young Daoist who was meditating with his eyes closed sitting there.
He couldn't help but widen his eyes, and then he came to his senses. He hurriedly knelt on the ground and said with a crisp child's voice, "Little kid Wei Zihong, I'm looking for Daoist to become apprentices."
When he finished, he repeatedly kowtowed.
Zhang Yan opened his eyes and looked at the child.
He saw that there was a fringe in front of his forehead, and his body was frail and his skin was fair. He looked thin and small, as if he would be blown away by the wind, but his eyes were lively, and his physique was even more extraordinary.
He thought to himself, "Could it be this child?"
These days, there were more than ten people who came to him to become apprentices, but they were not the person he was looking for, and their physique was too poor, so they couldn't learn Dao techniques. He gave them a few pointers on ways to strengthen their bodies, and then sent them back.
He said gently, "Since you're here to become apprentices, then come up."
Wei Zihong followed his words and walked forward.
When he stood still, Zhang Yan stretched out his hand, as if he was going to lift up the fringe in front of his forehead. Wei Zihong instantly panicked, and covered his forehead with both hands, saying, "Daoist, you can't."
Zhang Yan put down his hand, and smiled, "Why not?"
Wei Zihong still used both hands to cover his forehead, and replied seriously, "Daoist, there's something strange here, if others see it, they will immediately faint."
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