red man

Chapter 262 Monument
"Out of control."

Wei Hao opened his mouth and blew, and the wind and thunder blew together, and the ghost's anger was blown up and down on the spot.

The yellow spring water in the small hell of the pump pool was scattered all over the place, and the magic stones scattered everywhere like shooting stars.

Law heaven and earth.

Seeing this scene, many strong men in the underworld who were peeping at the battle all reacted instantly, this is the law of heaven and earth!

And Wei Hao is not a physical body condensed by mana.

He was truly huge in flesh, and instantly became a giant of unknown height.

"Oh my God……"

"Flesh and blood, can it be the same?"

"..."

"..."

Some old ghost messengers are silent, they know very well in their hearts, flesh and blood, of course they can!

Opening up the world is the power of flesh and blood.

If there is no supreme power of human ancestors, everything will still be settled in chaos, and all living beings will be in ignorance and wildness, without order and law.

"Learn from the world, learn from nature, learn from our ancestors..."

After all, some ancient ghost messengers looked up at the eyes of the giant Wei Hao, like a blood moon, and like a scorching sun.

The weight of the little hell in the pump pool made the guardian general of Wuguan City sway from side to side. At this time, Wei Hao raised his palm and slapped it slowly.

The giant Wei Hao's movements are so slow, so slow that all the observed ghosts feel that they can easily escape.

However, this slowness is very strange.

In the blink of an eye, the slap has already spanned several miles.

Still that slow.

But blink again, and the slap has already come!

Boom! ! !

The entire underworld was trembling, and the underworld that was originally deflected continued to rotate at an accelerated speed.

For a moment, the time in the underworld seemed to be speeding up.

Because of the scorching sun and bright moon overhead, he walked faster than in the past.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness..."

The one-horned ghost king watched from a distance, stunned. It was very lucky now that it didn't embarrass Wei Hao in Qin Guangcheng, let alone have any unrealistic dreams.

If the underworld at this time is a spiral staircase, then Wei Hao is a visitor to these rooms of the Ten Kingdoms.

The gigantic Wei Hao suppressed the ghostly aura of the entire Wuguan City just by relying on his physical body's laws of heaven and earth.

With a slap, the fifteen-foot-tall ghost shrank back.

The carp's head was smashed to pieces, the huge copper pot wobbled, and the moment it landed, Wei Hao grabbed it.

"Revenge for those who have been wronged..."

The giant Wei Hao opened his mouth, and the poor ghosts in Pumpchi Little Hell suddenly seemed to hear Hong Zhong Dalu, and the resonance of that voice shook the whole hell.

The human-shaped building in the center, which leads directly to the sky and the earth, also suddenly moved.

On the huge wat board eroded by the years, a large bloody golden character suddenly appeared - Great Court.

The arched hands are also gradually visible, but those hands are extremely vicissitudes, there is no sacredness at all, full of wounds, calluses, cracks...

Seeing the word Da Ting, Wei Hao was a little lost in thought.

Because he shouldn't know these two characters. This is an ancient character, and he has never learned it.

But now, he unexpectedly recognized the word "big court" right away.

"Well……"

Wei Hao immediately realized that this might be the "Da Ting family".

"Emperor Fengdu, Dating clan..."

Could it be that these two great powers are actually the same person? !
At this time, I looked at the pair of eyes on the sky in the underworld, and everything seemed to make sense.

"Da Ting Clan" is also one of the human ancestors, and at the same time, he has another title that is more widely known--Emperor Yan.

The arched hands, so mottled, vicissitudes, so scarred and calloused... all seemed reasonable.

Wei Hao looked up, his eyes were still fixed on the whole underworld, as if he didn't see Wei Hao's actions in the underworld at all.

However, Wei Hao knew that these eyes were looking at him, just like in Dachao Prefecture at that time, the "Dachao clan" was also looking at him.

"It seems that even in the underworld, the human ancestors never let up."

The main body of the entire underworld is the underworld, and the power that supports the entire underworld is the human-shaped palace in the center.

It looks like the Tongtian Pagoda, but Wei Hao suspects that it might be the body of the "Da Ting Clan".

Open up the underworld with one's own power.

Death is not the end, it is a consolation for countless weak mortals.

Wei Hao didn't believe that the powerful Ren Zu would like the birth of the underworld, but the underworld was born anyway, and it was a time and space supported by Ren Zu himself.

Perhaps this kind of stalwart will only be spread in distant time and space. After ancient times, the achievements of the "Da Ting Clan" are only a few words.

"No wonder, no wonder, no wonder that after entering the underworld, the 'Shen Nong Pearl' would respond. My judgment at the time was correct, it was indeed a Human Ancestor, and it was indeed the eyes of a Human Ancestor."

At that time, I thought it was an illusion, but now that I think about it, Ren Zu is in a distant time and space, unable to talk to him.

However, it still helped.

That cloak, which is not a cloak, provided Wei Hao with a steady stream of "martyr's arrogance".

This is also the reason why Wei Hao can now easily cast the magic of heaven and earth.

There is no need for any mana, there is only an almost endless "martyr's arrogance".

Although the quality is not as good as Wei Hao's own "martyr's arrogance", the endless quantity is really amazing.

He picked up the copper pot with one hand. This is the main body of Pumpchi Little Hell. Wei Hao held the whole thing in his hand, and with a light shake, the ghost in it split into two.

Countless weak and bruised ghosts flew out one after another, and there are many people who have been wronged for 500 years.

"It's wrong, it's wrong--"

"Don't fight, don't fight, I recruit, I recruit, I break the road and destroy the bridge, I break the road and destroy the bridge..."

"Let me die, let me die..."

All kinds of cries came, and in a moment, the magic stone flew out of the ghost's body, and the yellow spring water was collected one after another.

After seeing Wei Hao, many unjust souls who saw the light of day immediately bowed down again and again. The torture in the past had already made them docile like sheep, and they dared not open their mouths to complain.

It wasn't until seeing Wei Hao standing upright, holding hell in his hands, that he gained confidence.

It's just that when these innocent souls opened their mouths, they still asked: "Maybe the master is in charge?!"

"Which ghost is the elder?"

"How does the elder compare to a judge?"

……

There are countless questions, but only one, and that is to see Wei Hao's attitude.

Wei Hao smiled, did not answer, just waved his hand, and the millions of ghosts following behind him suddenly appeared.

No words are worth action.

Seeing this scene and seeing the signs of the wild ghosts from various countries turning into butterflies, all the ghosts burst into tears.

"Master Rong Rong, young one..."

"I am Datang..."

"Grass people are..."

There was a lot of talk about what happened to him, it was really wronged.

For example, there are many people living in Mosheng in Wozhou, but the ghosts are the generals who protect the law, but they take "rules" as the iron law, and they don't talk about the cause and effect and the truth at all, let alone human feelings.

Wei Hao was not impatient, sitting cross-legged, the pressure on Huangquan Road was almost cut off, and all the ghosts in the river got a bit of respite.

No one dared to go forward after responding to ghosts.

It was only because Wei Hao suppressed Huangquan Road by himself.

One palm of hell, one force of hell.

With such great power, ghosts and gods retreated one after another, and they dared to think about it.

Countless ghost messengers are trembling, but some dereliction of duty are already in a hurry to ask where the souls of the powerful people in the Beiyang Mansion of Daxia Chao are at this time, thinking that they can get rid of favors and clear things up.

It is really this Wei Daxiang who really has the supernatural power to turmoil the underworld.

The sixteen Dharma protectors of Wuguan City, at least with thousands of years of mana cultivation, were slapped to death in front of him, even after less than one round.

It's easy to say that the soul is gone, but the key is that the ghost with the carp's head actually died, and was carried away by an unknown flying crow, and went to the country where ghosts can't enter.

In Qin Guangcheng, the one-horned ghost king returned to his original form, and said in shock, "That cloak..."

"See it?"

The judge looked serious.

The one-horned ghost king nodded again and again, with a look of fear on his face, "I thought 'Da Ting's family is a legend, but I didn't expect it to be true."

"The reason why a legend becomes a legend must have its prototype. The stories imagined by mortals do not come out of thin air, but are rewritten based on their own experiences and knowledge..."

The judge said, "Since you have seen it, do you have a plan?"

"If I want to follow Wei Daxiang, what should you do?"

"If Wei Hao didn't have such a chance, I would definitely kill you; but now it's different, the nine kings are not here, the Ksitigarbha Kingdom is silent, and many other ghost forces are doing big things and cherishing their lives. Then, Wei Daxiang and the new In the five Hades battles, as long as you win, this hell will definitely be refreshed."

"You mean..."

"It's best for you and me to be bright and dark. You follow it yourself, and I will help you secretly."

After finishing speaking, the judge reminded again, "I have observed that after ghosts get close to Wei Daxiang, their supernatural powers have greatly increased. Such a vision must be observed. You can make friends with Wei Hao's friends in the underworld and help each other. When the time comes, you will also be a surprise soldier along the way."

"Qin Wenruo, the city god of Wufeng County, how about it?"

"Don't ask how, you go and ask yourself, you will have cares in your heart."

"it is good!"

The one-horned ghost king was also straightforward, making a decisive decision, and went directly to the world of mortals.

It is also enshrined in many temples in the yang world. Ordinary people ask it to help eat evil spirits. After the exorcism ritual fails, they will choose to "use violence to control violence".

Although the one-horned ghost king is in the form of a ghost, he can do similar things to exorcising demons.

He can be regarded as a relatively unpopular but relatively positive ghost king in Yangshi.

And at this scene, in front of Wei Hao, a giant black dog wrapped in lightning, was breathing out flames and writing down the dossier.

The ins and outs of the case were all recorded on Wei Hao's cloak.

The cloak is very soft, and Wang Jiexing wrote quickly with the flaming magma as the pen and ink.

Not long after, hundreds of thousands of cases were recorded densely but clearly.

I thought it would fill up quickly.

However, this cloak seems endless, no matter how Wang Jiexing writes, it will never be used up.

"Gentleman, what kind of material is this? Why is it endless?"

Gouzi was a little puzzled. After describing the case until he became numb and exhausted, he finally stopped to rest.

"Xiao Wang, how far can we see if we stand?"

"How many miles away is it?"

"How about climbing up the roof?"

"There are always more than ten or twenty miles away."

"How about climbing to the top of the city?"

"There must be some dozens of miles away, maybe even hundreds of miles away."

"How about climbing the Dry Bones Mountain?"

"what?"

Gouzi understood, "It's a matter of course to climb high and look far. What does a gentleman say about this, what does it have to do with the cloak?"

"You can see the sky as far as you can see, so what can cover this eye?"

"Can't you just close your eyes? Here's another..."

Gouzi suddenly stared blankly, turned his head suddenly to look at Wei Hao, seeing Wei Hao smiling and not speaking, he was so startled that he couldn't speak.

Only then did Wang Jiexing realize that the cloak was actually an eyelid.

Whose eyelids?

Gouzi looked up at the sky, and finally understood why those eyes could always stare at the underworld.

Without eyelids, you can naturally stare at it all the time.

However, Gouzi also murmured in his heart that there might be no living people in this underworld.

There are very few people like their own gentleman who can rely on their blood and blood to carry it.

In this way, the owner of the eyes on the top of the head has passed away a long time ago?
Do you want to die? !
It's just that this kind of restlessness is definitely not because of unwillingness...

Gouzi asked in a low voice: "Gentleman, the scorching sun and blood moon in the underworld, could it be the eyes of someone's ancestors?"

"good."

"..."

It was easy to get an affirmative answer, which made Wang Jiexing very uncomfortable.

"Which ancestor?"

"'Da Ting Shi', or in other words, Emperor Yan."

"what?!"

"At the same time, he is also the Great Emperor of Fengdu."

"!!!"

Wei Hao raised his hand and pointed at the human-shaped palace that reached to the sky, "Did you see the wat board that Chui Gong is holding in both hands? There are two characters on it, which means 'big court'."

Then, Wei Hao said again: "Xiao Wang, the Great Emperor Fengdu is in the academy, but the word 'Feng', is that so?"

Wei Hao wrote a word and showed it to Wang Jiexing.

The dog head madly said: "That's exactly how it was written."

"Then do you know which word is used when offering sacrifices in Weijiawan and the surrounding villages?"

"Uh... Could it be different?"

"Although I don't know if it's because the farmers don't have much literacy, but most of the farmers use the word 'feng' for harvest. Therefore, Emperor Fengdu can actually be Emperor Fengdu."

"A good harvest?"

"Feng, what's the answer?"

Wei Hao wrote another word, asking Gouzi.

After all, Gouzi is a cultured dog, so he immediately said: "During ancient times, bean vessels were often used to hold precious things, and the shape of the characters comes from etiquette."

"Then, who will sacrifice, and under what conditions?"

"Naturally, after the human race has a good harvest, there is a surplus of food, so that the sacrificial ceremony can be performed."

After Gouzi finished speaking, he immediately understood the relationship between name and reality.

"No wonder, no wonder..."

No wonder the "Da Ting Clan" is the Great Emperor Fengdu, because they are both Emperor Yan, and Emperor Yan is also called "Shen Nong Clan". Many "Shen Nong Clans" in later generations have made great contributions to farming and people's livelihood, and "bundle harvest" is just one of them.

Gouzi became excited at this moment, and bowed several times to his eyes in the sky.

"You are going in the wrong direction."

Wei Hao raised his hand to touch the dog's head. The giant dog is so huge, but Wei Hao is even bigger now.

Turning the dog's head to look at the human-shaped palace ahead, Wei Hao said, "Did you see it?"

"What is the name of this heaven-penetrating statue?"

Gouzi was very puzzled.

"The body of Emperor Fengdu."

"..."

"The entire underworld is supported by this body."

"..."

"What is a monument? This is a monument. 'Feng' stands upright."

"..."

After peeling back and forth, finding countless clues, and putting them together, this result came to be.

The predecessors have gone through thousands of mountains and rivers and made countless great achievements, but there is no need to speak, because the "monument" is there.

(End of this chapter)