Youbao Chapter 40: Calculation (4)
This kind of experiment cannot be played. Who can stand risking their life all the time?
So, I simply went down the mountain, found a secluded place to rest, and waited for the weakness to pass.
It has been a while since I took the Yang Shen Pill given to me by the old Taoist priest, and the effect of the medicine should not have completely worn off. After the spell was lifted, I felt a swelling in my brain, as if something was beating. But the warm current continued to flow through my body, and the swelling gradually disappeared.
At this time, three people came out from the hill of the walking corpse vein. I saw that they climbed up from a tunnel. No wonder I couldn't find it. I didn't think there would be something underground at the foot of the mountain.
What surprised me was that after the three people walked out, there were three more people with their heads covered with black cloth behind them.
Zombies! My hair stood on end, and I suddenly remembered that we were very close to them. Even the old Taoist priest didn't dare to get too close, but I was sitting here to rest. The smell of zombies to living people is like the sun in the clear sky, bright and dazzling. Three people and three zombies rushed towards me at a very fast speed.
Seeing that they were less than 20 meters away from me, the black cloth on the head of the zombie had been removed. Although it was no different from an ordinary person, its hollow white pupils, its iron-blue skin, the thin corpse gas that kept gushing out of its mouth, the fangs sticking out of its lips, and its monster-like claws all indicated that if I were caught by them, I would inevitably be torn to pieces and eaten alive.
I broke out in a cold sweat, not caring that the feeling of weakness had not yet completely subsided, and quickly recited the spell of the Eight Ropes lineage.
The familiar feeling of nothingness reappeared, and the three people and three corpses that had rushed to the front suddenly froze, because there was nothing in front of them. The breath of the living that they could clearly feel just now suddenly disappeared.
Seeing their puzzled looks, I suppressed my inner joy and panic, hugged my head, turned around, and ran away.
This time, I am not as heavy as before, and I can still run. If I stay a little longer, I may die. It is better to stay as far away from this damn place as possible.
Ten minutes later, I ran back ten miles away. Fortunately, the three disciples of the Walking Corpse Vein did not chase me. Perhaps they gave up because they did not know where to chase.
I dispersed the spell and sat down on the ground. Sweat was dripping down my nose, mouth and ears like a stream. In the last few minutes , I felt like I was carrying 100 kilograms of rice up the 18th floor. My waist was almost broken from exhaustion.
I fell to the ground with a thud, and after a few minutes of heavy breathing, the confusion in my head finally dissipated. The effect of the Yang Shen Pill gradually spread, and began to restore my spirit.
After a long time, I woke up in a daze, feeling relaxed all over, no longer the same as before.
The old Taoist priest still hadn't come back. I looked at my watch and saw that two hours had passed since he left. He hadn't come back for so long. Did something happen to him in there?
Although the old Taoist used my blood to draw a talisman to change his shape and breath, there are many masters of the walking corpse vein, and the golden-winged corpse is the best in formation and is very sensitive to Taoist power. If the old Taoist is really discovered by accident, I am afraid he will not be able to walk out of the hill.
I took a few deep breaths and jumped back and forth to make sure I had recovered. I chanted the spell again, making my body appear to be intangible. Let's call this spell the Void Spell for now, since I don't know its name anyway.
Time is running out, and the maximum time I can maintain the spell is more than 40 minutes. But considering that I have to leave before my body is completely unable to move, I only have 20 minutes to enter the zombie vein. After 20 minutes, no matter what happens, I have to leave, otherwise... on this day next year, I will be scolded as a dead TJ.
According to my previous memory, I found the underground passage easily. I fell directly into it without opening it. There was no one guarding the passage, which was a strange thing. The black passage that was originally like the mouth of a wild beast did not cause any visual obstacles to me. I walked along the passage, but found four forks in the road ahead.
Obviously, the reason why the walking corpse vein did not send people to guard it was because the fork in the road could confuse people. Moreover, setting up some traps in the fork in the road and waiting for the enemy to tire out was a better way than confronting the enemy head-on.
I was in a dilemma as to which way to go because I didn't have much time.
In order to save time, I simply started from the far left. However, after running again, I found that the end of this road was like a flower, with eight directions accessible at the same time.
It's so shameless, it's like a maze. I lifted the spell and put a stone on the way here. However, there was a trembling sound in the passage, and a monster was roaring faintly.
After performing the Void Spell, choose the leftmost passage again to move forward.
This is a dead end, with a wall of rock at the end that is impossible to pass through, more than eight meters thick. I had to turn back , but I had only explored four roads and it took me fifteen minutes. If I continue, I am afraid I will not have time to leave here.
Lamenting my bad luck, I ran back the way I came. After returning to the ground, I returned to the place where I came from.
To my surprise, the old Taoist priest had returned. There were no messy scars on his body, and it seemed that the investigation process was smooth.
I appeared next to him, and the old Taoist priest seemed to be startled and slapped me without even turning his head.
I only had time to yell "yes" before he slapped me and sent me flying. I knew from the beginning that even though the old Taoist priest looked frail and old, a palm, a finger, or a punch could kill someone.
This palm strike almost shattered my internal organs. I felt like my body was churning and I almost vomited. The old Taoist priest also realized that the person who came was not an enemy, so he ran over to help me up and asked with concern and confusion: "How did you suddenly appear here? If I hadn't stopped in time, this palm strike would have killed you."
I covered my chest and said with a frown: Who knew you would react so quickly. You slapped me without even letting me say a word.
Then what's the matter with your body shape? Have you learned the Taoist method of invisibility? The old Taoist asked in confusion while using his strength to help me calm down the blood in my heart.
Not long after you left, I fell in the woods, and then I saw lightning everywhere, and some of them hit me, and then I learned this. He rubbed his arm with a grin, because when he flew backwards just now, his arm rubbed against the ground and a large piece of skin fell off.
Thunder and lightning? The old Taoist looked up at the sky, then his face darkened: Just don't tell me, why lie to me.
I really didn't lie to you, there were indeed lightning everywhere, but it changed back to normal later. I hurriedly explained.
The old Taoist frowned: "How did you hide your body? Show me how to do it again."
Although I still felt weak, it was no problem to just cast it once. I chanted the spell and cast the Eight Ropes spell again.
After it was lifted, the old Taoist looked quite shocked.
I stood aside like a child who had done something wrong, hanging my head, and explained in a low voice: I saw you haven't come out for a long time, so I wanted to go and see...
Could this be the divinely bestowed Taoist method from ancient times? I didn’t expect that the Eight Ropes lineage is still being passed down. The old Taoist murmured.
What is the magic of divine beasts? Alpacas? Can that thing teach magic? I was very confused.
The old Taoist explained: In ancient times, the master did not teach his disciples with words or language as we do today. Instead, he used supernatural powers to guide the disciples into their minds and minds. Buddhism also has this kind of supernatural power, which is the well-known enlightenment. However, this kind of power mostly comes from Tantric Buddhism. The Central Plains Buddhism emphasizes the word "enlightenment". Therefore, there are not many masters in Buddhism, but each one is respected by various sects and religions.
I didn't quite understand the Taoist's explanation, it seemed too profound.
Tao follows nature. If you understand it, you understand it. If you don’t understand it, you still understand it. The old Taoist said something like this. It sounds very mysterious, but the more you think about it, the more it feels like fart.
I dare not say such words out loud. Although the void technique can prevent me from being discovered or attacked by anyone within forty minutes, after forty minutes, the old Taoist priest can kill me in less than four seconds.
When my great-grandmaster uncle was still alive, he told me some secrets. The old Taoist said with emotion: I didn't expect that the divine teachings of the Eight Ropes are still being circulated.
So, is it because my father and grandfather didn't know about the Eight-wire Jade Pendant that they had never used it? I asked.
Your father is indeed like that, but your grandfather... The old Taoist shook his head: "I have met your grandfather once. He is a senior who is as famous as my master and is quite respected. Why didn't he pass on the Dharma to his descendants, which led to the burning of the Tongmingjian, this is puzzling to me."
The old Taoist priest couldn't figure it out, and neither could I. I only remember that my grandfather had been weird since I was a kid. He had a bad temper and wouldn't tolerate anyone saying no in front of him. He looked like an antique. Outsiders were not allowed to touch things at home, and even I was not allowed to enter his room. Especially to my father, he had a stern face all day long, and would beat and scold him if he didn't do something right. My father was already in his forties, and he couldn't tolerate this, so he took me away from home and moved into the city. Since then, I only saw my grandfather when he passed away.
Strangely enough, from beginning to end, I never had any impression of my mother.
It seems that my mother has been . My father said that my mother was dead. When I asked my grandfather, he didn't say anything and just threw things when he entered the house. Since then, I have never dared to ask again.
This is not a very strange thing, but I suddenly felt that my mother's disappearance, my grandfather's weirdness, and my father's refusal to learn Taoism, these three things together, formed a big mystery.
Perhaps, in my seemingly simple family, lies the greatest secret of the Basuo lineage in modern times.
The old Taoist priest had just met me and knew nothing about this. He only said that a long time ago, the Five Elements and the Eight Ropes were closely connected, but for some unknown reason they went their separate ways.
When the old Taoist priest found me, it was more than a hundred years after the two families were separated.
