My Taoism leads to the prehistoric

Chapter 77 The Dao of Heaven Incarnates Han Shou Licks Dogs!

Han Shou smiled and nodded: "What the saint said is that Xiaoxiu was originally a human race, how could he not know that the human race loves his family, and even if he turns into a ghost after death, he will not leave lightly?"

"If you want to let the ghosts of the dead race enter the gate of hell and cross the road to Huangquan, it will be impossible without other means."

"Humans worship gods when they see gods, and worship immortals when they see immortals, but are immortals and gods the most worshiped by human race?"

"no!"

"The most worshiped people in the human race are their ancestors!"

"Ancestors who turned into ghosts after death!"

Ping Xin was slightly taken aback, then nodded slowly.

Han Shou talked confidently and eloquently: "Ancestors can be immediate family members, or deceased elders."

"Our human race is sure that our ancestors will turn into ghosts after their death, and they will protect us in the dark!"

"But in fact, if the souls of the dead stay in the tribe, the living will only be corroded by Yin Qi and reduce their lifespan. At the same time, the masculinity of mortals will also harm the souls of the dead!"

"The separation between yin and yang is a natural moat that cannot be crossed, but ordinary people who have never been exposed to Qi training practice, they will not know and do not want to believe."

"Since this is the case, let the people believe that if you want your ancestors to bless you, you need your ancestors to enter the underworld. After the judge reads the human book to determine the merits and demerits of this life, decide whether to reincarnate or...become a ghost!"

Ping Xin frowned, before she could ask, Han Shou had already started to explain:
"Your Majesty, there are hundreds of Yin Divisions in the underworld, but at this moment, none of them are performing judgments on the merits and demerits of the dead souls during their lifetime!"

"Why don't you set up a yin department that is in charge of judging the divine power and judging the past merits and demerits of the dead souls according to the law?"

"Xiaoxiu would like to call this Yin Division the Tongjuan Division, and its internal ministers who belong to the Yin Division can be called Judges!"

Han Shou's voice just fell.

Just listen to the old voice resounding from the Golden Cloud Palace above the void:
"Can!"

As soon as the voice fell, a cloud of merit and virtue gathered above Han Shou's head!
"hu~hu"

As the wind churned and the clouds surged, the golden cloud gathered into a merit cloud with the size of a hundred acres, which happened to touch the golden cloud that was as high as [-] acres above Pingxin's head.

Immediately afterwards, a scene that made everyone dumbfounded appeared.

The huge golden cloud of merit above Pingxin's head actually separated into the size of a hundred acres and merged into the cloud of merit above Han Shou's head. As a result, Han Shou's merit cloud reached as much as two hundred acres, but Pingxin's golden cloud of merit was reduced by 100 acres. There are 2400 acres left.

Apparently, Pingxin was awakened by Han Shou and thoroughly realized the function of human scriptures, thereby replacing the six reincarnation merits that belonged to Han Shou. At this time, they were separated and given to him in advance.

Han Shou ignored the golden clouds of merit gathered above his head.

"Niang Niang, now that there is a lack of yin and yin soldiers in the underworld, almost all the dead souls of the human race who can reach the underworld are included in the underworld and turned into subordinates of the underworld. Why don't you spread this matter widely among the human race."

"Let the human race know that after passing away and turning into a dead soul, they only need to reach the underworld and become a subject of the underworld with the help of a judge!"

With a smile on Han Shou's face, he emphasized:
"If you become a minister of the Yin Division, you will not only be able to prove the way of ghosts and immortals, but you will also have the opportunity to return to your homeland to protect your family once a year!"

"Xiaoxiu would like to call this day—Hungry Ghost Festival!"

"Furthermore, in order to frighten the souls of the dead, don't make them afraid of might and not be virtuous."

"The Wangchuan River can also be opened on Huangquan Road, and the river will be used as a boundary to isolate the nether world from the prehistoric world. Then, the Naihe Bridge will be built on the Wangchuan River. The bridge is divided into upper, middle and lower floors."

"Those who have made great achievements go to the upper floor."

"Those who have half the merits and demerits go to the middle."

"Those who are too great will go down!"

"Naihe Bridge is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and the bottom floor is narrow and crowded, and it is easy to fall into the river!"

"The water of the Wangchuan River is weak and only sinks but not floats. The souls of the dead who fall into the river will not be able to escape from the river unless the souls of the lower layers are pulled in to replace them!"

Unsurprisingly, the old voice continued to sound in the palace where the golden clouds condensed:

"Can!"

"Boom~"

The barren land to the west of the underworld building complex trembled and trembled, and a large river with nine bends and eighteen bends stretching from north to south with no end in sight appeared, dividing the west side of the underworld into two.

The water of the great river is dark and turbid, like a stagnant water that does not flow.

The river is dozens of kilometers wide, and a three-story white jade arch bridge spans both sides, connecting the underworld and the western land of the nether world.

Immediately afterwards, a gravel road stretching for an unknown length was connected to the three-story white bridge and stretched to the end of the line of sight.

"Hoo~o"

The [-]-acre golden cloud of merit and virtue above Han Shou's head expanded rapidly.

220 acres

240 acres

260 acres

……

five hundred acres

It didn't stop until the golden cloud of merit expanded to [-] mu.

Han Shou lost his mind and recalled the various architectural functions of the underworld in his memory, ignoring the earth-shattering changes in the outside world, completely immersed in the inexplicable excitement of recreating the mythical story himself:
"When the soul of the dead passes the Naihe Bridge, there is a tower, and there is a strange stone inside the tower!"

"The strange stone is called the Three Lives Stone!"

"When the dead soul passes by, you can step into the building and take a look at the three-life stone. The three-life stone reflects the past life, present life, and future life of the dead soul, so that the dead soul can understand the cause and effect of the three lives."

"Boom~"

This time, there was no sound from the Jinyun Palace, but the side of the Naihe Bridge near the underworld trembled, forming a high mountain with rugged paths spiraling down.

A huge octagonal pavilion rises from the top of the mountain.

In the octagonal pavilion, a transparent strange stone like a small hill stands, and three vigorous Taoist texts emerge on the strange stone-the Sansheng stone!
……

Yu Yutian, Biyou Palace.

The master of Shangqing Tongtian suddenly stood up from the cloud bed in shock: "This... is this Tiandao borrowing the teacher's hand to personally shape the scene of the underworld for that little guy?"

"Unbelievable! It's really unbelievable!"

"Since the opening of the Great Desolation, this is the first time such a miracle has occurred!"

In the great red sky, the Tushi Palace.

The Taiqing sage frowned.

The handsome middle-aged Taoist who was sitting cross-legged on the futon had just been summoned by him, and he was already stupefied.

This handsome middle-aged Taoist is the only personal disciple of the Taiqing sage—Master Xuandu.

Between the master and the apprentice is the cloud mirror condensed by the great magic power of the Taiqing sage, and the cloud mirror is the scene in the underworld at this time.

Condensing the cloud mirror is done by the Taiqing sage for the convenience of his disciples. If he just wants to see it, he doesn't need a cloud mirror at all. With the eyes of a saint, he can see the chaos in the sky, and he can see the nether world below. Why do we need to condense a cloud mirror?
Xuandu was stunned for a long time, and said in amazement: "Teacher, this...could it be that Daozu personally took action?"

Taiqing shook his head slightly: "It's not the teacher, it's Tiandao who borrowed the teacher's hand to do it himself!"

"Tiandao himself?"

Xuandu was completely dumbfounded.

I thought it was Daozu who made the move. Although this is surprising, it is still understandable.

Daozu fits the way of heaven, although he is a part of the way of heaven, he still has his own preferences, not the way of heaven that is indifferent and has no self-awareness.

If the Dao ancestor personally expressed his needs in Han Shou, he would mobilize the power of heaven to create landscapes with mysterious functions in the underworld for him. It can also be explained that the Dao ancestor valued Han Shou very much.

But the indifferent and ruthless Tiandao personally took action, how can he understand?
Even if Han Shou was Tiandao's own son, Tiandao would not end himself in such a eccentric way.

The way of heaven has always been high in the wild, although it is ruthless, it is also righteous.

As soon as Han Shou opened his mouth, Heavenly Dao immediately responded and took the initiative to shape the scene of the underworld for him, followed by a sudden increase in the golden cloud of merit.

To the saints and powerful people, it feels like the way of heaven is going through the motions for Han Shou and making merit!

Before Han Shou, in order to obtain merit, one had to first make a real object that could obtain merit, and then the Dao of Heaven would judge whether merit should be obtained, and then lowered the merit.

In this regard, Nuwa made man like this, Suiren drilled wood to make fire like this, Ziyishi rubbed hemp and weaved clothes like this, and the reincarnation of later earthization is like this.

If a flintman drills wood for fire, he doesn't move himself, but just says with his mouth that rubbing sticks with his hands and drilling wood can make fire, how can heaven care for him?

At this moment, what appeared in front of the eyes of the saints was Han Shou moving his mouth. Tiandao not only personally helped him realize his intention, but also rushed to condense the golden cloud of merit.

It's as if Tiandao abandoned indifference and ruthlessness, and turned into a licking dog beside Han Shou!

(End of this chapter)