I Am a Corpse Daoist

The bright sun shone high in the sky.

Weeds swayed in the wind, rising and falling like surging ocean waves.

A carriage from Chentang Pass traveled along the official road, escorted by two columns of soldiers. Wherever they passed, the vegetation withered and turned yellow.

The soldiers' faces were etched with fear, and bloodstains were visible on various parts of their robes.

They dared not look directly at the carriage, as if the source of the strange and inexplicable phenomena originated from within. Occasionally, a few rapid coughs from a woman could be heard.

"Whoa~~~"

The horses stopped at the foot of the uphill path.

A yin wind blew past.

The horses inexplicably transformed into paper horses, and then a middle-aged Daoist priest emerged from the carriage, followed by two yellow-capped Daoist Initiates, about thirteen or fourteen years old.

"Master, the Five Lights Temple has such heavy yin qi, even more so than Qianyuan Mountain."

"Speak less."

The Daoist priest exhaled a long breath, saying with relief, "The Five Lights Temple is at the mountain peak. I hope no further mishaps occur."

"Daoist Priest Qingfeng."

The general led his horse forward. "Chaoge is only two days away. Why choose to stay at Five Lights Mountain? Could it be that Madam Yin..."

Daoist Priest Qingfeng stroked his beard and said, "Lord Li, look behind you again. Even if Madam Yin can hold on until Chaoge, we won't be able to."

The general looked back, and his face immediately turned pale.

He saw countless reddish eyes staring intently at them from the grass. At the same time, the yin qi emanating from the remains of beasts by the roadside surged, and soon they would transform into weak ghosts.

"Daoist Priest Qingfeng, it's Li Feng who doesn't understand the situation. Please bear with us."

Li Feng, now only in his early thirties, couldn't suppress the fear in his eyes. After all, malevolent spirits had been appearing constantly along the way, leaving them no chance to rest.

Daoist Priest Qingfeng explained, "Madam Yin is unconscious. We must use the Five Lights Temple to... suppress the ghost fetus in her womb. Otherwise, let alone two days, something major will happen tonight."

Li Feng's brows were tightly furrowed. Coincidentally, King Zhou was personally involved in the festival, and Li Jing had rushed to Chaoge half a month ago. If not for that, they wouldn't be in such a sorry state.

"Don't worry, there are fellow Daoists from Qianyuan Mountain in Chaoge. This journey will absolutely be without danger."

Daoist Priest Qingfeng took out a yellow talisman. As the yin fire ignited, it turned to ash and vanished, the smoke transforming into a bird that disappeared in another direction.

"Master, for Empress Nuwa's festival in two months, will Immortal Venerable Taiyi be present?" the slightly younger Daoist Initiate couldn't help but ask.

"Mingshui, this matter involves great significance. Even if Immortal Venerable Taiyi isn't there, a True Disciple from the Golden Light Cave will come to meet us."

Li Feng asked curiously, "Daoist Master, which Immortal Master from the Golden Light Cave will it be?"

As the two Daoist Initiates, Mingshan and Mingshui, were about to speak, Daoist Priest Qingfeng snorted, "Stop talking nonsense. The Golden Light Cave is not a place for you to discuss."

Daoist Priest Qingfeng hesitated for a few breaths before saying, "The Golden Light Cave is where the True Disciples of Qianyuan Mountain reside, and Madam Yin's fetus is also a designated disciple. It has even alerted the Immortal Venerable long ago."

As he spoke, violent coughing came from within the carriage.

A dense yin qi rushed towards them.

Daoist Priest Qingfeng exhaled a breath of pure qi, and the two paper horses immediately became lifelike.

He quickly beckoned the Daoist Initiates to lead the paper horses up the mountain.

"Mingshan, Mingshui, I heard there's a senior brother near Chaoge who has a significant connection with the Third Young Master. His name is unknown, but the Immortal Venerable once mentioned him, calling him..."

Mingshan interjected, "Corpse Daoist."

Li Feng muttered the name to himself, thinking he must be a person of great divine ability.

The mountains were low, and the convoy could soon see the entrance to the temple.

As soon as they stepped into the Five Lights Temple, the previously bright weather suddenly turned overcast and rainy. A continuous drizzle shrouded the mountaintop, and the yin qi surged.

Daoist Priest Qingfeng's gaze fell upon the temple priests who came to greet them.

The temple priests were all mortals, except for the man at the head. His skin was dark and covered in scars. Despite having no cultivation, it was impossible to discern his true strength.

Cough, cough, cough.

The damp environment of the Five Lights Temple seemed to intensify Madam Yin's coughing.

Daoist Priest Qingfeng suppressed his distracting thoughts, a sense of urgency arising in his heart. If the ghost fetus couldn't be suppressed in a short time, it would... someone would definitely die!

"Daoist Master, General, please come inside."

"Miaoyin Temple Master is delayed. I, Yang He, will entertain you."

Yang He deliberately mentioned his name, wanting to see Daoist Priest Qingfeng's reaction. However, the latter merely nodded politely.

He was somewhat confused as to whether the Corpse Daoist was considered an undocumented resident at Qianyuan Mountain.

The Corpse Daoist's household registration was obtained in 'Ghost Lotus' a few years after 'Ghost in the Stone'. If he were to impersonate the Corpse Daoist, would it cause a conflict?

Yang He was secretly pondering how to test Daoist Priest Qingfeng when he heard the latter say, "Just prepare a few clean rooms for us."

"To be safe, this old Daoist will set up a magic array within the Five Lights Temple!!"

"Mingshan Mingshui, circle the temple a few times to check the feng shui, determine the location of the array eyes, and at the same time evacuate the pilgrims from the temple."

"Yes!"

Yang He also sensed something unusual. His Spiritual Vision revealed a large number of spirits and monsters gathered outside the temple.

Furthermore, the Skin Pouch Dharma Robe he wore was showing abnormalities. If it weren't for the pupil ghost suppressing it, the skin pouch might have transformed into a ghost again!

As expected!

No matter where Nezha goes, misfortune is sure to follow!!

"However, fortune and misfortune are interdependent."

"The pupil ghost is only nine ghost eyes away from advancing to the Hungry Ghost stage. With the Five Lights Temple bustling with activity right now, it should be easy to gather the materials for advancement."

"It's just that a Daoist Initiate will have to wade into these murky waters at the Five Lights Temple."

Yang He's thoughts raced.

He suspected that the Daoist Initiate's background would adapt to the different timing, and this opportunity might be able to verify his guess.

Li Feng thought Yang He was intimidated by the scene and said in a deep voice, "Waiter Yang, please inform the Temple Master that the situation is indeed quite urgent."

"En, that's exactly what I was thinking."

Just as Yang He was about to say something else, his Spiritual Vision surged again.

[Spiritual Vision: 115.1 points]

His scalp tingled. He ignored Li Feng and turned towards the East Hall.

If he was truly going to play the role of a Daoist Initiate coming to the Five Lights Temple, he had to understand the current situation. Would Nezha really cause... the Living Immortal to lose control?

A heat was already building within Yang He.

He inadvertently arrived at a corner. After a few steps, a massive shadow enveloped him, and the unique scent of incense filled his nostrils.

"It seems I have to switch to the main account!!"

Crack, crack, crack.

Yang He's neck rotated 180 degrees. The last thing he saw was an indescribable Malevolent Spirit, a Living Immortal made of piled-up skin, smiling.

Even though the Living Immortal's appearance was terrifying, he still had a strange thought, as if the Buddhas of the world were meant to look like this.

[Your character 〈Temple Priest〉 has died. The role-playing lore has ended.]

His corpse fell to the ground.

When Li Feng rushed over after sensing something was wrong, the Living Immortal had already vanished into thin air.

Inside the East Hall.

Miaoyin stared at the lotus throne with extreme terror. The Living Immortal was nowhere to be found. Instead, there was the corpse of a Temple Priest, gruesomely killed.

"No, it's impossible! Did it, did it really want to become immortal?!"

The Temple Priest's limbs were pierced by rivets, and his face was contorted into a grinning expression.

A wooden plaque beneath the lotus throne was carved with a few lines of text.

[Meditating Temple Priest, attained enlightenment as a Living Immortal at the age of seventy-two. Underwent three hundred and forty-two instances of fire torture, and was confined to the East Hall after going mad.]