This Taoist Master is too Frivolous - Chapter 326

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By then, what could ordinary people use to protect themselves?

Perhaps, this is the main reason why the country must vigorously promote martial arts and Daoist skills!

Yun Mengxi silently drew out a watermelon knife, splitting the gate of the Mountain God Temple into two halves with a single stroke, shouting, “Get lost!”

The local Indonesian people stared at the slowly falling split gates, stunned for about a second, then got up and ran away as if fleeing!

Inside the Mountain God Temple, the screams of the malevolent being continued to echo.

However, screams notwithstanding.

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This Mountain God had a tough mouth.

He stared fiercely at Xu Yang, emitting angry growls from his mouth–

“Xu Yang!”

“You can’t harbor such illusions… a mere mortal, you want to cultivate my divine Land Spirit Skill?”

“Bah!”

“Delusional!”

Dammit!

Inside the room, Xu Yang was getting angrier the more he fought!

He held the hammer, panting with laughter, “Good, good… very good, you malevolent being, among all the Yin spirits, malevolent beings, and deities I’ve killed so far, you’re the toughest one!”

The malevolent being sneered, “I’ve been defeated today, kill or peel, as you wish, but don’t dream of obtaining my Land Spirit Skill… stop dreaming!”

He knew he would definitely die.

So he was resigned to his fate!

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Anyway, he had died once before… dying once more, what was there to fear?

“Land Spirit Skill?”

Xu Yang waved his hand, put away the hammer, and said with a faint smile, “You think… I’m really keeping you alive just to extract the secret of the Land Spirit Skill from you?”

He stretched out his hand.

A dull-yellow halo flew out of the palm of his hand and landed on the ground.

Crack!

The ground in the room actually exploded a piece.

The exploded gravel floated up, and under the influence of that dull-yellow halo, it turned into a stone snake.

The stone snake was quite rough.

It didn’t even look much like a snake.

But the malevolent being’s pupils narrowed, he lost his voice, “Impossible… how do you know Land Spirit Skill?”

“Ding!”

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“The malevolent being was scared, merit points +100, Land Spirit Skill +1.”

Listening to the system prompt in his mind, Xu Yang smiled, and with a wave of his hand, the small “stone snake” returned to its former state as broken stones scattered on the ground. He himself sat cross-legged and faintly smiled at the malevolent being, “Since you’re not afraid of death and not afraid of punishment… then follow me into the dream and see the thing you fear the most!”

“What?”

For a moment, the malevolent being didn’t react.

He just felt that Xu Yang’s eyes were incredibly deep, as if there was a magical power in his gaze. Just one look had completely captured his attention and his spirit!

He “saw” the world changing before his eyes, time reversing…

All the scenes were passing by quickly, and within a blink, he was in front of a small mountain filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers…

This was the mountain he used to rule, and inside the mountain was his dilapidated temple.

Back then, everything in the world was normal, the spiritual aura had not yet dried up, Dao had not yet revived, he liked to burrow into the rocks to sleep, liked to attach his spirit to his clay-made golden body in the Mountain God Temple, watching the people who came to worship and offer sacrifices to him, he enjoyed greedily absorbing the power of faith in the incense…

In an instant, this malevolent being was fully immersed in the “dream world” constructed by Xu Yang.

Gradually…

There began to be some changes in the world.

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These changes made him feel uneasy, and fear sprouted and spread in his heart day and night.

“Ding!”

“The Mountain God was scared, merit points +100, Land Spirit Skill +1.”

“Ding…”

And then one day, the world changed drastically. On that day, the sky poured down heavy rain, there were disasters all around in the world, and numerous experts fell due to “backlash” … On the small mountain, flowers withered, trees dried up, and the Mountain God trembled in fear, not daring to leave the mountain and investigate.

“Ding!”

“The Mountain God got scared, merit points +100, Land Spirit Skill +1.”

“Ding!”

“The Mountain God was scared, merit points +100, Land Spirit Skill +1.”

“Ding…”

One after another system prompt sound, echoed in Xu Yang’s mind. Under the influence of the “Dream Creation Skill”, Xu Yang could even clearly feel the fear in the “Mountain God’s” heart during the drastic changes in the world.

Perhaps…

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At that time, all cultivators, all “Yin deities”, even Yin spirits and malevolent beings, felt the same!

They didn’t know if they would die, nor when their deaths would come…

In the dream.

That “Mountain God” hid in the mountain, living day upon day!

The spiritual aura of the outer world had been exhausted, the Dao silent, he could only survive by drawing the geomantic omen energy of the entire mountain, supported by the dwindling power of the faith in incense offered to him.

In this situation, he even occasionally “manifested” himself, to heal the people within his governing area… because he knew, if the “god” the people seek does not answer their prayers, gradually, people will stop believing in “gods”.

However, he grew weaker and weaker, the number of times he could “manifest” reduced, until at last, he could only prolong his life by enclosing himself inside a mud and gold statue.

The people stopped believing in him.

Stopped worshipping him.

Stopped burning incense for him… his temple, started to fall apart.

Shepherds and hunters would rest and stay at his temple, even excrete beneath his mud and gold statue…

Until one day.

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The thing he most feared and dreaded happened!

A group of young people with red armbands rushed into the temple, pointing at his mud and gold statue, shouting loudly: “This is a superstition handed down from the old society, we should smash it…”

The giant mud and gold statue, fell with a crash, breaking into countless pieces.

The consciousness of the Mountain God gradually dissipated…

He looked at the young man who had yelled the loudest, vaguely remembering that his ancestors had encountered a wild beast in the mountains and was about to lose his life, it was him who had manifested to save him…

The dream vanished.

The Malevolent Deity stood in place, stunned for a long time.

Xu Yang fell silent.

It was him who had “led” the Malevolent Deity into the dream, it was him who had woven the dream for him, to draw out the deepest memories he held… hence he could clearly see the Malevolent Deity’s “dream”.

Back then in Lintong County, in Xuan Mountain Temple.

The Great Master of Xuan Mountain Temple had roared in despair and reluctance, had layers of grievances…

At that time, Xu Yang simply ignored the Great Master of Xuan Mountain Temple, wishing only to kill him sooner…

But today.

Xu Yang somewhat understood the Great Master of Xuan Mountain Temple, somewhat understood this “Malevolent Deity”.

With a sigh, Xu Yang stood up, saying, “In our Da Xia, there is an old saying, ‘Never advise others to be good until you have felt their pain’… I sympathize with what you have gone through, so I have decided to put you out of your misery.”

His past, was indeed… pitiful!

But that is not an excuse for him to harm innocent people.

“Huh?”

The Malevolent Deity looked up at Xu Yang, saying, “Wait… since you sympathize with me, why do you still want to kill me?”

Xu Yang said, “Didn’t you yell all the while that I should beat you to death? I’m just trying to fulfill your wish…”

“No, no, no… I’ve changed my mind, didn’t you want to know who the powerful entity under this sea island is?” The Malevolent Deity became desperate, “That is the legendary spirit from Indonesian folklore, Queen Giselle of Kedul, the fabled Queen of the South Sea… no!”

However.

It was already too late.

Eight swords of energy transformed around Xu Yang, flying together as one, and fell thunderously.

The next moment, the Malevolent Deity’s body exploded into fragments of stone scattered on the ground.

“Ding.”

“Congratulations, you have meritoriously redeemed the souls, reward: Virtue values +1000.”

With the system prompt echoing in his mind…

Xu Yang found a token amongst the rubble.

This token was very similar to the “land decree” he obtained before, but at the back was an ancient pictographic character for “mountain”.

“Mountain God Order!”

Xu Yang was overjoyed, “Now I can arrange an identity for my wives…”

In high spirits, he hummed a tune as he walked from the temple, onto the streets of the small town, found the old man who had led him into the Mountain God Temple, and informed him via spiritual waves that the Malevolent Deity that had been hurting Kido Island was dead.

That day, the whole Kido Island cried out in cheer and dance.

A grand feast and bonfire party were prepared for Xu Yang.

He enjoyed a beautiful night on Kido Island.

The next morning, Xu Yang, along with the women, took the small boat they had purchased from the islanders and set out to sea…

Along the way, he saw Xiao Miao always snoozing in Yue Niang’s arms, yawning when awake, seeming listless, and he asked puzzledly, “What’s up with Xiao Miao? Does she get seasick?”

Xiao Miao opened her cat eyes, looked at Xu Yang regretfully and silently said, “I’m not seasick… Don’t you know just how noisy you and your wives were last night? I was kept awake the whole night!”