Chapter 864: Trouble

The stone monkey waved his hands, and a mysterious rune appeared on the forehead of the six-eared macaque, and instantly merged into his body.

This is the formula and mystery of the seventy-two changes, which contains the truth of heaven and earth, and is not something that ordinary people can understand.

Of course, if it is just an ordinary person, it will not teach, and if it cannot learn, it will be a disgrace to this magical power.

This is something that only the spirit monkey clan can comprehend and learn.

"Thank you, Master," Xiao Liu'er thanked him sincerely again, but he was envious for a long time.

Since he got the formula and mystery of the seventy-two changes taught by the stone monkey, the six-eared macaque has devoted himself to cultivation.

It must be said that it is worthy of being one of the four great spirit monkeys, and the six-eared macaque can be compared with the sky-making stone.

However, in just a short period of time, it has begun to show initial results, and bursts of rosy clouds and misty Taoist runes have begun to radiate from his body.

Xiao Liuer carefully comprehended it, and felt a stream of warm current rising from his dantian, flowing through his body along the eight extraordinary meridians, nourishing every inch of his skin and every bone.

The spring breeze is just right, the grass is growing and the warblers are flying, and it is indeed a good time to practice.

After 9981 days, he has actually entered the door.

In Journey to the West, the main purpose of the seventy-two changes is to avoid the damage caused by the three disasters of heavenly thunder, Yin fire, and Bifeng. Only after avoiding them can one achieve true immortality.

Of course, the seventy-two changes at the moment are naturally not that kind of function.

After all, there are no three disasters in the trilogy of Covering the Sky, and immortality can be achieved as long as one enters the realm of immortality.

However, although the functions are different, the specific content of the seventy-two changes has not changed much, but there are differences in the subtle details.

Access to secluded places, drive away gods, carry mountains, prohibit water, borrow wind, spread fog, pray for clear weather, pray for rain, climb clouds, and shrink the ground.

At the finger point, the mountain cracks open; when the air blows, the stones move and the sand flies, and the appearance changes. It is nothing more than this.

"Tongyou..." Liu Er whispered softly, and the first word of the formula seemed like a mysterious key. Xiao Liu Er felt that his eyes went dark, and then bright again.

It was as if he was in an ethereal space, surrounded by chaotic air, but he could clearly sense the flow of every breath.

This is Tongyou, which can see through the essence of all things in the world and hide his body in the invisible.

"Driving God..."

The formula fell, and the rocks shook. I saw several giants of unknown heights rising from the ground, the soil rolled, and the mountain peaks were like flat ground, looking towards this side.

"Carrying the mountain..."

"Banned water..."

"Borrowing wind to spread fog..." Xiao Liu Er whispered the formula again, and saw a gust of wind suddenly blew, blowing the trees rustling. Then, the fog filled the air, covering the entire valley in a hazy state.

"Pray for clear skies and rain..."

First, the sky was bright and clear.

Then, in a flash, dark clouds covered the sky, thunder roared, and torrential rain was like thousands of arrows.

…

Of course, the most familiar of the 72 transformations is its way of transformation.

Although it does not mean that it can transform into 72 different things.

But there is indeed such a magical power of transformation in it.

Compared with the others, it is actually the most difficult, because no matter how it changes, there will always be a flaw.

Like the monkey, the tail of the six-eared macaque cannot be covered.

The master and the apprentice, the two monkeys quickly discussed and argued about this shortcoming. After all, there is always a flaw, and it is always unreliable when facing the enemy.

Of course, this is all later.

…

In a long time, another ten years passed quietly like flowing water.

Asked in the bamboo forest of the Taoist God.

The clouds and mist were lingering, and the Tao rhyme was rolling, like a wave, like the bamboo leaves made of purple gold juice rustling, and the bamboo branches swaying.

Deep in the purple bamboo forest, a quiet bamboo house stood quietly, isolated from the world and untainted by dust.

However, it was not only not abrupt, but made the bamboo forest more quiet and peaceful.

Inside the bamboo house.

Jiang Huai sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and concentrated, like a statue in meditation.

At this time.

Jiang Huai's eyes slowly opened, deep and bright, as if two bright stars suddenly lit up in the night sky, but there was no sense of vicissitudes of time.

"Finally, this retreat is over." Jiang Huai whispered to himself, with a slightly relaxed look.

Thirty-six years is a long time for ordinary people, but for an existence like Jiang Huai, it is just a blink of an eye. Compared with those immortal kings who often retreat for hundreds of years or even thousands of years, the retreat time of several decades is even more insignificant, equivalent to the time when the immortal kings took a nap.

However, the harvest from this retreat is still good.

I gained a little enlightenment.

"Like me, with the golden finger, I only seek to increase my experience, so I don't seek to understand it in depth, so I can have many sudden realizations.

There are advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that as long as the experience points are sufficient, there will be no realm barriers. The disadvantage is that I can't practice by myself. Even if I have a great sudden realization, it will not have any value in improving my realm strength, and it will be more reflected in my state of mind.

Of course, everything has two sides. Although the effect of this cannot be seen for the time being, its usefulness should not be underestimated. After all, my realm has been improved too quickly, and it is all directly obtained. Even if I have spent such a long time in the world, it is just a waste of time.

And to take a step back, if there is no experience points, I am afraid it is hard to say that I can be at my current level now. It is indeed too dependent on the golden finger... But it can only be like this..."

Thinking in this way, Jiang Huai walked out of the mysterious bamboo forest of the Dao God, surrounded by the faint fragrance of bamboo leaves and the undispersed morning dew.

Deep in the bamboo forest, mist lingers, and each bamboo seems to contain the truth of heaven and earth.

However, just as Jiang Huai stepped out of the bamboo forest, his mind suddenly paused, as if he had forgotten something crucial. His brows slightly frowned, and he remembered something very important in his mind--

It seems that he was busy in retreat and had not met Shen Zhinan yet.

The other party has been recognized by the supreme authority of the Eastern Ghost Emperor. This recognition not only means that Shen Zhinan will become an important force in the Netherworld in the future, but also an important chess piece for Jiang Huai to lay out the Netherworld and intend to construct the Yin-Yang cycle. It is very important to him.

But the other party has not officially become the master of the Netherworld at the moment, and is just an ordinary person.

Even if the village is full of spiritual energy and the fairy spirit is ethereal, the other party's foundation is here. An ordinary person, even if he lives longer, will only live for more than a hundred years. The organs of the body will naturally age and fail. This cannot be changed by the external environment, even the village is the same.

Thirty-six years have passed since then, and Shen Zhinan is probably already old.

"I can't stay in seclusion, otherwise he will die of old age in the village, and then I will have worked in vain."

Jiang Huai thought to himself, and immediately sent a message to Old Man Lin, asking Tuwazi to take Shen Zhinan and his wife up the mountain.

As for why he didn't notify Tuwazi directly.

The reason is very simple.

First, Old Man Lin is the head of Liu Village after all, and he is the one who makes the decision.

Second, as the Lord of Liu Village, he must maintain a certain mysterious attribute.

Old Man Lin was taking a nap. After getting the news, he immediately got up from the armchair under his buttocks and went to find Tuwazi.

Old Man Lin is the head of the village after all, and Jiang Huai has given him certain privileges. As long as he is a member of the village, he can instantly know his whereabouts at any time, and can also contact him remotely.

Tuwazi got the news and went to Shen Zhinan's residence in the village without stopping.

It sounds troublesome, but it's just a breath.

...

In the village,

The sun shines through the sparse clouds, and sprinkles on the path paved with bluestone slabs, with lush willow trees on both sides.

As spring goes and summer comes, the mountains and fields are full of fruits. The air is full of the fragrance of ripe fruits, and the pleasant warm breeze blows on the face, making people feel happy.

The country boy came to the residence of Shen Zhinan and his wife.

In the small courtyard surrounded by bamboo fences, clusters of flowers are blooming proudly.

Through the bamboo fence, Shen Zhinan and his wife are tending to the vegetable garden.

The two have gray hair and look a little thin, but they are energetic.

Shen Zhinan is wearing a gray cloth and his legs are tied to facilitate his work.

Yesterday he was still in his prime, but now he is already in his twilight years. The country boy scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

He still remembered that when he brought the two here, Shen Zhinan asked him when the master would summon them, and he answered that he was not sure, but it should not be too long.

It was indeed not too long.

Thirty-six years, for them, was just a blink of an eye, and sometimes a nap might be longer than this time.

From this point of view, the master's retreat was very fast. After all, even for people like them who were far less than the master, it would take at least a thousand years to retreat.

But Shen Zhinan and the others were just mortals after all.

Thirty-six years was definitely very long for them. How many thirty-six years can a mortal body have?

The country boy pushed the door open and walked straight towards Shen Zhinan and his wife without deliberately restraining his movements.

Such a movement soon alarmed Shen Zhinan and his wife.

"The master is here." Shen Zhinan rubbed his already dim eyes, recognized the country boy, and hurriedly bowed respectfully.

Tu Wa Zi nodded and collected his thoughts: "The Lord has ordered to see you."

While speaking, Tu Wa Zi's eyes fell on Shen Zhinan.

Shen Zhinan hurriedly shook his head when he heard this.

Tu Wa Zi nodded with satisfaction.

Although he was polite to Shen Zhinan verbally, it was because he had also worked his way up from the bottom.

But mortals are mortals. At his age, even if the other party's ancestor came, he had to call him "younger" honestly. There was really no need to be too polite.

Of course, although he said he didn't care verbally, if Shen Zhinan said he really didn't care in his heart, it would be a lie.

He came here at the age of 23, and now he is 59, only one year away from entering the age of 60.

What a long time, and it is in this fairyland.

In the small courtyard with black tiles and earthen walls, 60 years old is already considered a high collar. He suffered from hunger and cold, and knew the cold and warmth by himself. Maybe he couldn't live that long.

But if you say you care too much, then you are not knowing what is good for you.

The one who gave them the opportunity to change their fate, all they needed was thirty-six years of waiting. In comparison, the cost was almost nothing. After all, if there was no once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, they might not be able to accomplish anything in thirty-six years.

In troubled times, there were disputes and heavy taxes. Even if they had great ambitions, in the end, they would be driven to death by life.

Whenever it was late at night, Shen Zhinan would always feel fortunate when he recalled the small courtyard with black tiles and earthen walls that was swaying in the wind and rain. In that era, sixty years old was considered a long life. Many people died early due to hunger, cold, and illness, but they could continue to live well in such a magical place.

So, Shen Zhinan was grateful to Jiang Huai from the bottom of his heart. That was why he was filled with a sense of urgency and mission, and wanted to repay Jiang Huai.

On the side, the woman held Shen Zhinan's beast, her eyes full of understanding. Although she didn't say anything, her eyes were enough to explain everything.

As a person beside her, she naturally knew what the man was thinking.

"Sir, follow me!"

The country boy's eyes sparkled, and he pointed at Shen Zhinan and said.

The village chief only talked about the other party, which did not include the other party's wife.

"Okay!"

Shen Zhinan nodded hurriedly, and after instructing the woman, he hurriedly left with the country boy and headed towards the back mountain.

On the back mountain, on the top of the mountain surrounded by clouds and mist, the breeze blew gently, bringing a bit of coolness and freshness.

Shen Zhinan finally saw the figure he had been thinking about.

Still as extraordinary as before, the white robe fluttered lightly, as if blending into the surrounding nature.

Looking at Shen Zhinan, who was already weathered, Jiang Huai was stunned for a moment, as if thinking about something.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Huai's tone sounded lightly, straight to the point, like a clear spring in the mountains, clear and cold: "Shen Zhinan, do you know what the opportunity I want to give you is?"

Shen Zhinan didn't even think about it, and answered firmly: "My Lord once said that all this is related to that jade token."

This scene has been experienced countless times in dreams.

Jiang Huai nodded gently, with a flash of approval in his eyes: "You are right, the opportunity I said is indeed related to that black jade pendant. That jade pendant is not only a rare treasure, but also represents the power and glory of the Eastern Ghost Emperor. Shen Zhinan, this is your opportunity."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Huai waved his hand gently, as if he had plucked the most subtle strings between heaven and earth, and an invisible force instantly spread.

The scene in front of the two people was like being gently touched by an invisible big hand, and it changed dramatically in an instant.

The originally empty mountain top was shrouded in a cold and mysterious gray mist. The mist was like a surging sea wave, sweeping in from all directions, but when it was about to touch the two, it seemed to encounter an invisible barrier and suddenly retreated, revealing the truth hidden behind the mist.

A magnificent palace appeared in front of Shen Zhinan after the mist dissipated. The palace was magnificent, with carved beams and painted rafters. Every brick and tile revealed antiquity and solemnity. At the same time, there was a sense of yin in the solemnity and antiquity, especially under the gray sky, it looked like a big iron mouth that swallowed people.

Eastern Ghost Emperor Palace.

No one is allowed to approach!

Sitting in the far east of the netherworld, it symbolizes the Yin Sun.

Responsible for managing Taozhi Mountain and Ghost Gate in the underworld, with great power.

"From today on, this is your workplace. Bite your tongue and drip nine drops of blood from your tongue onto the jade pendant. All your doubts will be answered!"

Jiang Huai turned around and looked at Shen Zhinan, who was shocked and at a loss.

Shen Zhinan did not dare to hesitate and hurriedly did as he was told despite the severe pain.

The blood from the tip of his tongue dripped onto the jade pendant, and black smoke rose from it. It looked weird no matter how you looked at it, but Shen Zhinan felt a long-lost sense of comfort and peace of mind.

His mind was roaring, and a vast amount of memories poured into it.