Chapter 511: Chapter 364: A Monk with Profound Daoist Skills!
Silver City Ghost Market.
When the first cock’s crow (around 5:30 in summer) sounded, the lively streets quickly became deserted.
On the street, dark spirits and ghosts gradually scattered.
The stall owners who had been setting up behind the big red coffins quickly gathered their wares and then slipped a snakeskin bag over it. With a rustle, they pulled everything together, lifted the coffin lid, and crawled inside.
Some martial artists in the martial world were also leaving in a hurry.
A novice who had just entered the Ghost Market fearlessly said, “Why the rush? It’s not dawn yet. Let’s hang around a little longer.”
“Nonsense!”
The elder who had brought the novice with him frowned and scolded, “The Ghost Market has its own taboos. After the cock crows, we must leave.”
The novice stubbornly said, “That was in the past. Now, Master Xu is the master of the Xi Xia Ghost Market. Hasn’t he established new rules that people and ghosts in the Xi Xia Ghost Market should live in harmony?”
“I don’t believe that those dark spirits and malevolent beings dare to disobey Celestial Master Xu’s orders!”
This young martial arts novice looked like a complete fool.
Seeing a “ghost stall owner” crawl into a big red coffin, he became even more curious and asked, “Master, why are there so many coffins on both sides of the Ghost Market’s streets? Do the ghost stall owners live in those coffins when they go inside… or do they just run away?”
Crack.
He pushed open the coffin lid.
“Don’t…”
The accompanying elder tried to stop him, but it was already too late.
The moment the coffin lid was pushed open, a cascade of black hair from within the coffin instantly wrapped around the young man and pulled him into the coffin.
Bang!
The lifted coffin lid slammed shut again.
The several martial artists accompanying him were shocked and rushed over.
They lifted the coffin lid together, but the inside of the coffin was empty except for the young man’s shoe. There was no trace of him.
“Master… where did our junior brother go?”
“He… he wasn’t eaten by a ghost, was he?”
The elder frowned, picked up his junior disciple’s shoe, and said, “Let’s go to the general store and find Master Xu.”
The group of three people arrived at the entrance of the general store, and the middle-aged martial artist held up the shoe and demanded to see Xu Yang.
A ghost waitress from the store came running out and said, “My boss is not in the store. Please leave.”
“No way!”
“I must see Master Xu today!”
“Master Xu… save my life!”
The middle-aged martial artist held up the shoe in his hand and shouted, “Master Xu, my disciple was dragged into a coffin by an evil ghost. I fear for his life…”
The master and his disciples knelt at the door together.
This scene attracted the attention of many martial artists and dark spirits who happened to pass by. In no time, the entrance of the general store was crowded.
“Isn’t that Master Luo?”
Some people in the martial arts world recognized the middle-aged man and asked about the situation.
After Master Luo briefly explained, the martial artist furrowed his brows and said, “Master Xu had already set the rules for a harmonious coexistence between humans and ghosts in the Xi Xia Ghost Market. Where did this evil ghost come from, and why did it dare to go against Master Xu’s orders?”
The martial artist waved his arm and said, “Fellow martial artists, come with me… let’s expose the evil ghost together, bring it before Master Xu, and let him deal with it!”
“Humph!”
However, the gathering dark spirits and malevolent beings did not agree.
An elderly ghost spoke up, “I heard your conversation clearly. It is obviously your disciple’s fault… That red coffin lid is not something that can be opened casually!”
“You failed to teach your disciple properly, and he disregarded the taboos of the Ghost Market. You can’t blame anyone else!”
For a moment, the martial artists and dark spirits visiting the Xi Xia Ghost Market were divided into two camps, arguing with each other.
Xu Yang happened to witness this scene as he came out of the “Haunted House.”
“Old Xu, these people and ghosts are ungrateful. They dare to block your door with such a small matter. Let me drive them away!” Ma Long said, immediately getting angry.
Now a Day Wanderer, Ma Long’s level was equal to a Ghost King. He practiced the same techniques as King Biancheng and was one of the top talents in his field. Furthermore, with Xu Yang as his support…
Ma Long walked as if he owned the world.
However, Xu Yang stopped Ma Long and said, “There’s no need to rush. Let’s see what happens.”
He didn’t agree with Ma Long that it was a “minor matter.”
This was no small matter!
Xu Yang’s call for “people and ghosts to live in harmony” was not just a slogan. He was actively promoting it, and at least that was the case in the West Xi Xia Ghost Market and Fengdu Ghost Market. Although it seemed effective under his control on the surface.
But violence is still violence.
Xu Yang always thought of himself as a reasonable person, and he hoped to convince others with reason.
The ghosts and many martial artists were getting more and more heated in their arguments.
A bearded man sneered, “You bunch of things from hell, don’t you look at your own virtues… Now that Master Xu is in control of the West Xi Xia Ghost Market, he is our top martial artist in the northwest, a human being, and a Daoist Celestial Master!”
“Don’t you really think you ghosts… can compare to us in Master Xu’s heart?”
“Believe it or not, when Master Xu comes, he will destroy all of you!”
At these words, the group of ghosts were horrified.
One by one, they dared not say anything more.
Even some ghosts, upon hearing the words “Master Xu,” were already filled with fear and quietly left.
Not far away.
Xu Yang frowned slightly.
He stepped forward and walked over.
A martial artist saw Xu Yang and exclaimed, “Master Xu is here!”
The many martial artists turned to look at Xu Yang and bowed with their fists, saying in unison, “Greetings, Master Xu.”
The many ghosts lowered their heads and did not dare to look at Xu Yang.
Xu Yang arrived at the entrance of the general store, and Yue Qiluo, Liu Shishi, and Yun Mengxi came out to meet him. They had just noticed the situation outside and wanted to come out and mediate, but Xu Yang had stopped them with a message.
Xu Yang’s gaze swept over the martial artists present.
Finally, his gaze fell on a big-bearded man.
“What’s your name?”
The big-bearded man was overjoyed when Xu Yang looked at him and stepped forward, saying, “Master Xu, I am from Guyuan, my name is Tian Kun, and I practice the family’s Five Tiger Soul-Cutting Blade Technique, which is highly regarded by the martial world. I am known by the nickname Broadsword Master, Tian Kun.”
Xu Yang noticed the blade on his back.
Indeed, it was huge.
He then said, “Tian Kun, right? From today on, you are not allowed to step into the Xi Xia Ghost Market. Otherwise… all the ghosts and spirits of Xi Xia will be able to kill you!”
“What?”
Tian Kun’s face changed drastically, and he exclaimed, “Master Xu… Why? Just because of what I said earlier? Did I say something wrong?”
Xu Yang didn’t bother with Tian Kun anymore.
He just waved his hand.
Immediately, two red-robed fierce ghosts came forward, dragging Tian Kun out of the market from both sides.
Tian Kun became anxious and shouted, “Master Xu, you are the Alliance Leader of the Martial Arts in Da Xia and a Celestial Master of Jingming Sect… You are a human, how can you favor a group of ghosts? Moreover, this Xi Xia Ghost Market is in Da Xia territory, on what grounds do you forbid me from entering?”
Oh my god!
Xu Yang was stunned.
How long had it been since he had encountered such audacity?
He gave a signal to the two red-robed ghosts, and the next moment, the big-bearded man’s screams echoed in the sky above the Xi Xia Ghost Market.
“Oh!”
“No, no, no, no…it hurts, it hurts… Big brother, big uncle, you two ancestors, please spare me, I’ll behave, I’ll behave… I won’t come to the Xi Xia Ghost Market ever again, okay?”
The screams grew more and more distant.
Xu Yang turned to the middle-aged martial artist, Master Luo, and asked, “Now tell me, what exactly happened?”
Facing Xu Yang, Master Luo didn’t dare to hide anything and explained the situation in detail.
Xu Yang looked at Ma Long and said, “Take a team of underworld soldiers to inquire about that young man and see if he is still alive.”
Soon after.
An ugly female ghost with disheveled hair and maggots crawling on her face was brought in, along with the young martial artist.
The young martial artist’s clothes were in disarray, his face visibly marked with a slap, as if he had lost his soul. Only after seeing his master did he suddenly burst into tears and cried out, clinging to his master’s embrace and sobbing, “Master… I’m not clean anymore!”
The onlookers, both the living and the dead, stared in shock, their jaws almost hitting the ground.
The female ghost was even more coy.
Xu Yang felt nauseous at the sight of her face, quickly waved his hand for Ma Long to take her away, and said, “Master Luo, this matter is indeed the fault of your disciple… That ghost woman was just resting peacefully in her coffin, and your disciple went to pry open the coffin. This is indeed unacceptable.”
Seeing that his disciple’s life was not in danger, and that he had only lost his “innocence,” Master Luo didn’t ask for more.
After all, it was indeed his disciple’s fault in the first place.
Ultimately, it was because he, as a master, didn’t educate his disciple properly.
Meanwhile, Xu Yang took this opportunity to express his stance, saying, “Fellow martial artists and Yin spirit friends of the Xi Xia Ghost Market, I have a few words to say here… We are all from the same root, so why must we fight each other so fervently?”
“After we die, we all become ghosts.”
“And then we enter the underworld, go through the Six Paths of Reincarnation, reincarnate, and then become humans again.”
“In the end, there isn’t much difference between humans and ghosts!”
“Just now, someone said that I am the Alliance Leader of the Martial Arts and a Celestial Master of Daoism, so I should be biased towards humans… But my wives are ghosts, my grandpa is a ghost… Of course, they have now shaken off their ghostly identities and become righteous gods of the human world.”
“In saying all this, I just want to let everyone know that, in my eyes, there isn’t much difference between humans and ghosts. There are good and evil people, and there are also good and evil ghosts. We should live in harmony, love each other, and strive to create a harmonious ghost market where humans and ghosts coexist.”
Xu Yang went on and on, speaking a great deal.
Eventually, he returned to his store.
Inside the store, several beautiful female ghost cashiers were counting the day’s “income,” in front of them were boxes and boxes of gold, silver, and jewelry… However, Xu Yang didn’t pay much attention to those treasures.
For him now, wealth was just a number.
It wasn’t even worth comparing to toilet paper.
Toilet paper could at least be used to wipe one’s mouth and clean oneself, but could money do that?
After greeting his wives,
Xu Yang took Ma Long with him to Wu City.
“Hm?”
“The spiritual aura has recovered again?”
As soon as they left the Ghost Market, Xu Yang’s expression changed. With a slight sense, he realized the spiritual aura in the air was even thicker than before.
Suddenly, he looked up at the southwestern sky.
At this moment, it was still dark.
In particular, the southwestern part of the sky was covered in a dense demon cloud.
Xu Yang could clearly feel a terrifying demonic qi unfolding wildly.
“Such a powerful demonic qi!”
Xu Yang’s gaze flickered as he said, “Ma Long, you go home first. I’ll go and take a look!”
With a leap, he transformed into a sword light and shot into the night sky, appearing near Bull Head Mountain, dozens of miles away from Wu City, in an instant.
To his surprise, on Bull Head Mountain, a bull-headed behemoth emitting an intimidating demonic qi and stood tall at seven or eight meters high. It was wreaking havoc, and numerous temples were shattered by its blows.
“Damn your grandma!”
“I, Old Niu, only slept for a while… You bald donkeys even built houses on my head!”
Bang!
One of the monks in the temple group ignited and flew into the sky.
“Amitabha.”
Chanting a Buddhist mantra, the monk pushed out a barrage of divine light, unleashing a Divine Daoist skill, and aimed at the bull-headed demon.
Xu Yang, watching this scene, recalled what Feng Zhaoqing had said before…
There was a monk on Bull Head Mountain, a rare Daoist expert with profound Daoist skills among ordinary people!
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