1475 Corpse 5

out for are the Dragon King's minions and the ancient monsters hiding in other realms. These two are one light and one dark. If you feel any danger, call me immediately." Mu Wanchen said."Well... I j...While saying this, he kept hurrying up the mountain with his feet.

These stairs were narrow and small, like walking on the limbs of several arthropods. Bai Wuchang drifted forward, his steps unsteady. Jiang Qiyun followed me at a leisurely pace.

I couldn't help but turn my head and ask, "Qiyun, are you close to Yin Su Bai"

Jiang Qiyun raised an eyebrow slightly and chuckled, "How could I be familiar with him He is the revered god of the demon world, and I preside over the underworld. Even if spatial collisions occur and there are occasional rifts, they are cleaned up by deities of various sizes who cross boundaries. I'm not familiar with him, and we haven't met a few times in thousands of years."

"Huh So you've met him before" I asked curiously.

Jiang Qiyun nodded slightly: "The Supreme Yuanhuang Great Dao Sovereign said that the path of cultivation is divided into cultivating immortals and refining demons, each with its own way. Regardless of whether it's the righteous path or the side gate, as long as you stick to your Dao heart and do not harm living beings indiscriminately, you will eventually find a way to achieve immortality. Therefore, the various honored gods in the Demon Realm are actually like us, all ranked among the immortals. It's just that their place of cultivation and method of cultivation are different."

"Hmm...like the Tai Chi Pisces, black and white, two sides of one..."

“Well... although there are many demons who harm innocent lives, their status in the demon realm is as insignificant as dust. As for someone like Mojun Chongmo, although he sees mortals as ants, he wouldn't casually harm life. And Yin Su Bai He doesn't even bother to make a move. Although he wanders among humans, he remains as low-key as the breeze, his whereabouts and intentions difficult to discern.”

He changed the subject, a hint of a smile playing on his thin lips: "I'm very interested in his motives. He probably found out about me and you, and wants to cross over and walk among humans smoothly, but he was a step too late."

"A step late What do you mean"

Jiang Qiyun's slender fingers tapped lightly on my chest, where his curse mark was etched onto my skin.

"...You are mine, the imperishable curse mark will repel other curse marks, even choosing the blood pact of the Demon Lord cannot replace it. The only thing I worry about now is—"

Before he could finish his words, a sudden gust of cold wind swept across the mountain. A faint clang echoed from the mountainside, spreading through the desolate mountains in the dead of night.

"Let's go." Jiang Qiyun gestured for me to follow.

"Wait, wait, one more question." I hastily grabbed his sleeve.

He became increasingly gentle with me, and I no longer asked questions nervously, but seized every opportunity to get to the bottom of things.

"Psst..." He leaned in close to my ear, raising a slender finger. "As a disciple of Taishang Xuanmen, you should know that the cause and effect cannot be spoken of... When the time is right, enlightenment will come naturally."

Karma and cause-and-effect, natural enlightenment

Now I no longer have those anxious and restless thoughts. I am diligently practicing, and although life is busy and hectic, my state of mind remains tranquil.

What else in terms of cause and effect needs me to "realize"

Jiang Qiyun saw the questioning look in my eyes, he gave a light smile and waved his slightly cold fingers in front of me.

Just don't ask.

He acts this way, asks questions but doesn't answer. And I always have this suspicion—he seems to know something, but he never tells me.

Immortal deities live long and see things differently from ordinary people. They don't just focus on the present.

Many of the pressing issues at hand are merely trials to them.

The path of cultivation is long and arduous, all difficulties and obstacles are demons, testing the cultivator's resolve.

I silently repeated the phrase in my mind and followed Jiang Qiyun up the gray stairs.

》》》

A chilling wind blows through the forest.

The wind howled and whistled, sending a chill down one's spine.

Here are the people, just my brother and I, Expert Zheng, and Chen Ru.

Zheng is an insider disguised as a researcher. His previous act of feigning madness was just to survive. Now, the old man's eyes are drifting and he intentionally leans back, letting my brother walk in front.

My brother noticed, but he didn't mind because he had a ghostly white figure in front of him.

Bai Wu Chang has always been lazy and laid-back, accustomed to "following the trend." This time, however, he broke his pattern and took the lead.

I couldn't help but quicken my pace, eager to see what this mysterious funeral home was like. Could it be another secret place where the Demigods of the Netherworld had manifested in the human world

The echoing clang just now showed that there were still people here, most likely the old man we saw first on our way here.

The expert saw his face from afar and stumbled out of the car to run away, saying that the old man was a mortician. He didn't stop us from going up the mountain, but his accomplice is now in our hands, yet he hasn't shown up.

A thin layer of black mist had risen around us, as if we had stepped into some kind of primordial chaos.

The memory of this oppressive aura is still vivid, it's the breath of the chaotic boundary.

Could the corpse be some kind of demon's remnant

Does Yin Su Bai want to offer this relic To revive it And after centuries of seclusion, Yin Su Bai is out of touch with the world. Perhaps he heard from his scouts that nowadays people can "revive" corpses and thought it was possible

This reasoning seems to lead to the conclusion of why he would associate with someone like Archie, a person from a black-and-white company.

Archie must frequently visit funeral homes. Ever since the ghost incident, this guy has become more cautious and no longer brags or exaggerates about making dishonest money.

But he was also reluctant to change careers, after all, he had no other skills, and this line of work paid quickly. He could only grit his teeth and continue doing it.

He was probably bragging about some technical stuff related to his industry while chatting with some clients, and it happened to be overheard by a scout or follower from the demon realm.

Layer by layer, it was sent up, startling even the venerable god Yin Su Bai, who had not appeared in person for hundreds of years.

The problem is that with current scientific technology, it's impossible to reconstruct a mummy!

Even in the future, if technology can clone and recreate someone, the departed life will never truly return.

What does Yin Su Bai really want

He even wanted to cross realms by making a blood pact with me. In the end, he bound his own magic power, sacrificing many low-level demons and monsters from the Demon Realm to squeeze open a passage and appear in this world...

The cold wind made my hair stand on end. We were enveloped in black mist, the white moonlight began to blur, and everything ahead grew darker and darker. We still couldn't see the outline of the funeral home.

"Could this be a trap" My brother suddenly stopped in his tracks.

I looked at Bai Wuchan in front of me, then turned back to Jiang Qiyun... A trap They couldn't possibly be caught by this, could they

My brother frowned and thought for a moment, "This road isn't an ordinary mountain path. Ordinary mountain paths are either carved or blasted to make such a straight avenue like a tomb. Could it be that we've stepped into some other realm"

Bai Wu Chang drifted back and forth, his voice low: "There's a path ahead, but it's shrouded in heavy mist. Ordinary people can't see the way, but you can follow my guidance."

"How do you guide us You just raise a hand and point, how can we tell the direction" My brother scoffed. "You just float along, then when we step on it and collapse rolling down the mountain, no one will be able to save us."

"Hee hee hee~~~ Big brother is right~~ Then let me lead you all, shall we~~~"

Come on, come on!

I naively thought Bai Wu Chang would patiently lead us one by one. As a result, he flicked his sleeve and chains fell out, lightly coiling around us, tying us "people" like grasshoppers.

My brother rolled his eyes dramatically: "Seventh Grandpa, is this the treatment you give us I'd rather leave on my own! Who wants to be led around by your soul-snaring hook What if I accidentally slip and fall My soul would be pulled right out!"

"Hahaha." I couldn't help but laugh a few times.

The Zheng expert jumped in fright and reached out to cover my mouth.

My brother and Jiang Qiyun were quick-witted. My brother grabbed his arm, and Jiang Qiyun pulled me to his side.

"What do you think you're doing! Don't touch my sister!" My brother growled fiercely.

The Zheng expert trembled and whispered, "Shh... shh... you guys... don't wake the corpse watcher!"

"It's already alarmed, now it's probably useless..." My brother's voice grew quieter.

He also seemed to sense an unusual air.

My brother and Bai WuChang slowly turned back, looking towards the increasingly intense darkness on the opposite side.

Jiang Qiyun clutched my hand, whispering, "Someone's here..."

Who

In the black mist, I saw a section of abnormally grayish-white limbs.

It seems to be moving, from a small piece slowly becoming more and more, gradually you can see it's a person's limb.

She rolled up her sleeves, revealing her forearms, and mechanically walked towards us.

We were all on edge, could it be that this goalkeeper was actually going to greet us

The gray-white limbs moved stiffly toward us not far away. My brother simply twisted on his flashlight and asked in a low voice, "Who's playing pranks up front"

The lights spread, revealing a pair of lifeless eyes ahead.

Zheng, the expert, seemed to remember something terrible, clutching his head and refusing to look forward. Chen Ru, this girl, had been inexplicably drawn into this matter. She was terrified, trembling like a sieve, her eyes wide open, her lips almost bitten through.

"Master... Master... is that you" Two withered lips trembled, emitting a voice from the face.

Master Who is our master

My brother and I looked at each other, hesitating whether to go forward. Who knew that the man moved, lunged towards us, and stopped a few meters in front of us. He tilted his head back, revealing a pair of bloodshot eyes, and let out two low howls in my direction: "Master... I opened the door..."

Huh I turned to look at Jiang Qiyun, was this "person" calling me master Or were they calling Jiang Qiyun masterpletely unrecognizable to me... He's lost his tall, pointed hat and his snowy white, wide-sleeved robe. He looks like a different person altogether.His face had lost even the pretense of a smile, rep...