All Heavens: Starting from crossing the white sea of ​​Zen

Chapter 86
Stepping into it, as far as the eye can see, there are only day and night.

Bai Haichan looked up, his brows were slightly opened, and he saw the majestic corpse of the emperor in that dark day, using his own divine power as fuel, turning it into the sun of the underworld, illuminating all ghosts.

"Emperor Dongyue Taishan?"

He frowned, already knowing the nature of the black sun in the underworld.

The world is about to be destroyed, and there are benevolent gods who, before falling into the mortal world under the pressure of their own incense, sacrifice the divine nature of the gods and reconcile the world, thus delaying the coming of the great annihilation.

It's like these eighteen layers of hell, the Nine Nether Underworld.

Then there are the gods of the underworld, such as Dongyue Taishan Emperor, Beiyin Fengdu Emperor, Wufang Ghost Emperor, Luofeng Liutian, Shidian Yanluo, etc., and merged into the underworld.

It's a pity that they left, and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva also left.

The god of the underworld doesn't have much magic power. Without the suppression of the great god, all kinds of old ghosts have broken free from their shackles and occupied the underworld.

The world is already in an evil world, there is no justice in the underworld, and the roots of the six reincarnations have been cut off. How can we talk about reincarnation?
Today's newborn creatures in the world are all made of father's essence, mother's blood, and fragments of true spirits. One generation is weaker than the next, and there will always be a time when they cannot be separated.

There are more and more deaths in the yang world, and more and more ghosts in the underworld. At that time, it will be the so-called chaos of yin and yang.

There is no birth in the yang world, and the yin world is like the old yang world.

"Xianchang, what are you doing here?" Yan Chixia walked in and asked cautiously.

It's not the first time he's been in and out of the Yin-Yang world, and he's very familiar with all kinds of scenery, so naturally it's not as shocking as it used to be.

As for the immortal?

Hehe, who knows that the purpose of cultivating immortals is to ascend to the Nine Heavens, how can anyone ascend to the Nine Nether Underworld?

The god of the underworld has very magical powers, but all flying immortals have their names wiped out in the book of life and death. Since then, there has been no danger of seduction.

Moreover, what if black and white impermanence came?

It's as if he, Yan Chixia, can't beat him now!

Of course, wiping off one's name doesn't mean one can rest easy and live forever.

Immortality has to be maintained. If you persist in the practice, don’t stop too much, and it will be fine. Once greed, anger, ignorance, and human desires arise in your heart, if you don’t practice, you will die.

In other words, whoever came to Jiuyou Difu from the Immortal of Jiuchongtian Que was shocked when he saw it for the first time, so there was no fuss.

In contrast, what he was more curious about was the idea of ​​the immortal chief, what exactly he was going to do in the underworld.

Of course, he still wants to find an answer more, what is going on in this world.

"Looking for opportunities."

Bai Haichan only had three words, so he didn't say anything.

He stretched out his hand to pinch a wisp of energy, in which there was the sound of howling ghosts, extremely turbid vitality intertwined, and even a shattered and shattered soul.

Ghost... dead?
"Let me ask you, people die as ghosts, why do ghosts die?"

Yan Chixia was taken aback for a moment, he was born half-baked, he didn't realize it for a while, he hesitated for a few breaths, and said: "People die as ghosts, ghosts die as ghosts."

"Four trillion."

Bai Haichan spit out a number gently.

"When did this world collapse? The underworld is already overwhelmed."

When a person dies, he becomes a ghost, and when a ghost dies, he becomes a ghost.

The so-called ghosts are the products of all ghosts and spirits in the underworld after the formation of a new ecosystem, and after the death of the new ecosystem, that is, ghosts among ghosts.

If the gods exist and the six realms of reincarnation are safe, then everything will be fine. All ghosts and spirits will turn into pure true spirits after a cup of forgetting love water, and reincarnate again.

But now, there is no one to suppress, no one to rotate, the underworld has turned into a yin and yang, but there is no lower world that carries the dead things of the underworld.

The ghosts silt up in the underworld, this strange existence that is invisible, colorless, and mixed with vitality is confused with the aura of the entire underworld!

in other words……

"The vitality here is alive."

…………

Jiuyou Difu has a total of [-] levels of hell, which were originally divided into eighteen hells by the passage of time and criminal law.

That was a long time ago. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva came to the underworld and endured the suffering of thousands of ghosts devouring his body, so he was divided into eighteen levels and controlled by the ten temples of Yama.

The 750 years in the human world is one day of imprisonment, and the sentence of ten thousand years is the first level of hell.

The 500 years in the human world is one day of imprisonment, and the sentence of ten thousand years is the second level of hell.

With each lower level, the age of the human world doubles, and the sentence also doubles. When it comes to the No. 18 heavy hell, it can be said to have grown to an extremely terrifying situation.

But, that was before.

The Nine Heavens Tower and the Nine Nether Underworld have already been shattered by strange stones, and the flow of time belonging to hell has also disappeared completely.

Nowadays, it is not so much the eighteen layers of hell, it is better to say that it is the den of ghosts and monsters in the eighteen directions.

The original No. 14 hell—the hell of death in vain, is now the largest ghost and mythical cave. It was occupied by a black mountain transformed into a demon when the world changed greatly, and it was renamed the black mountain ghost.

This Black Mountain ghost is mainly based on the former Hell of Dead Death. In the center, there is a City of Dead Death with a radius of a million miles, like a city on earth. It's pure law of the jungle.

Outside the city is the endless River of Forgetfulness.

That black mountain old demon is too terrifying. 1000 years ago, he captured the whole river, changed the course of the underworld river, and turned this ancient river of forgetfulness into a moat.

Even Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva back then never made such a big move!

On this day, the voices of people in the city of vain death were full of voices, just like the world.

There are teahouses, hotels, pawnshops, blacksmith shops, government offices... Hundreds of millions of ghosts from the underworld are constantly flowing in it, and it is very lively, with lanterns and festoons everywhere.

This lamp is not an ordinary lamp, but a sky lamp.

It was the army of ghosts under the old demon of Montenegro who broke into the human world, wrapped up a small overseas country, uncovered it from the scalp, poured incense oil into the world, inserted a length of hemp rope, lit it and hung it up.

This is lighting sky lanterns. If you are fatter, you can light it for a whole day and night, and if you are thinner, you can also light it for a whole night. It takes a full six hours!
The knot color is also unusual, it is woven and tanned with the best twenty-eight virgin hair in the world, it looks like leather and cloth, often it takes thousands of people to weave such a few feet, and finally it has to be dyed rosy with its blood before it can be considered to be formed. .

Today, this vain city with a radius of a million miles has tens of thousands of colors and hundreds of thousands of sky lanterns!

In the teahouse, a hanged ghost in patchwork rags was drinking tea. A long tongue rolled the tea in the bowl of his head, blood froth filled his mouth, and he laughed.

"Good taste, really good taste!"

"Of course it tastes good!" A beheaded ghost next to him put his head on the table and laughed, "The Tea Doctor's family raises excellent tea. It was conceived in October, not from other places. Take the tea dregs filled with vitality.

That smell of blood, pure!Very pure!There is no ghost air, such miscellaneous air pollutes the mouth. "

A half-cut ghost climbed onto the bench with both hands, and sat on it with his bloody waist.

"You ghosts, you know so much, I'm not as good.

Three meals a day, it doesn’t matter if one meal is missing, but if one day’s arms are missing, it’s really impossible, absolutely impossible, just pointing at this job. "

"You." The hanged ghost shook his head, flicking his long tongue, "You're just an idiot who only knows how to eat."

"The king celebrates his birthday today, ghosts and ghosts celebrate together, and there will be a wedding banquet later, you can all keep some to eat."

Dr. Tea was a war dead ghost, half of his body was chopped off, and he brought three cups of tea with a smile, and said, "At that time, you will blame me again, saying that I have ulterior motives and gobbled up delicious food."

"Yes!"

"His Majesty celebrates his birthday. The last time he celebrated his birthday was 150 years ago. I remember that nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine tables were set up at that time."

The hanged ghost is the most exaggerated, with a tongue full of blood foam, licking his eyeballs, and smiling grimly: "I heard that, this time the king has arrested [-] Kunlun monks, and he will make it into a big dish."

"Cultivator Kunlun?"

Dr. Cha's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked, "Where did you get the news? But it's true?"

"Of course it is true." The beheading ghost grinned, "One of the cooks summoned by the king this time was the executioner who beheaded me back then. We met again in the underworld and have known each other for thousands of years. , Feelings are called a good one.

He was the one who told me the news. The [-] Kunlun monks are no different from piggies with legged legs in the world. Their masters were cleaned up by my buddies, and they made three squeaks and sent them to the king. They were promoted. Woolen cloth! "

Dr. Cha's eyes changed, he clasped his hands together, and said in admiration, "Your Excellency is also a person with high branches, congratulations, congratulations."

Being promoted is the prelude to becoming a celebrity!
Moreover, this is the king's cook, so don't you want to eat as much red meat as you want?

I'm really envious.

There are no less than hundreds of conversations like this in the City of Death, and I am excited about the upcoming birthday of the Black Mountain old demon.

You must know that the Montenegrin old demon is very ostentatious. Either make it up, or do it best. It took 150 years for such a birthday, can it be simple?

That's a good thing that can make a city of death in vain, and feed hundreds of millions of ghosts and spirits!
Just like this time, the old Black Mountain demon attacked with his own hands, abducted [-] Kunlun monks from the world, and made a tooth-beating sacrifice for his people, to see how the monk's meat is different from ordinary people, and to cook some delicious dishes.

For example, one person eats three times, eats people without seeing people, scorches people...

For this reason, many ghost cooks were recruited to the mansion.

Discussions are still in the city, but the first big banquet has already begun in the mansion of the old demon of Montenegro.

I saw the old Heishan demon wearing a black robe, sitting on a high seat, holding a pair of jade chopsticks in his hand, and eating the vegetables.

"what!"

This is the first sound of chopsticks being caught.

"what!"

This is the second sound of dipping seasoning.

"what!"

This is the third sound that entered the mouth of the old demon.

A man in his thirties, naked, was broken in the huge mouth of the Montenegrin old demon at this time, blood spattered, stained the white teeth red, chewed the flesh into minced meat, and swallowed it into his stomach.

Surrounded by the four great generals who belonged to the old demon of Montenegro, they were also wild at this time, grabbing vegetables and eating them, their mouths were full of oil, only meat but not vegetables.

"Report!"

A little ghost dressed as a eunuch walked in, knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed.

"The leader of the White Lotus Sect Tongtian came to pay his respects."

"Ok?"

The black mountain old demon frowned slightly: "What is he here for? I am the ghost king of the underworld, and he is the leader of the world. What kind of intersection can there be? Let him come up, and I will see what kind of trick it is.

Come on ghost, prepare another pair of bowls and chopsticks. "

The kid in the back kitchen prepared a pair of bowls and chopsticks, walked in, and put them on the table.

Immediately afterwards, the Master Tongtian who was well-known in the world.

This Tongtian leader is young, only twenty years old, but his black and white eyes seem to have gone through thousands of reincarnations.

The face is not very handsome, but it can definitely be called handsome, the corners of the mouth are slightly raised, as if holding a wisdom pearl.

The lotus crown on the top of the head is snow-white.

He wore a plain white Taoist robe, embroidered with thousands of blooming white lotuses, and embroidered with the teachings and scriptures of the White Lotus Sect as small spells.

Holding a palm-sized white lotus in his hand, he entered the door and said.

"Old Black Mountain Demon, I have a white lotus, and I'm here to celebrate your birthday."

"Master Tongtian, what on earth are you here for?"

The old Heishan demon didn't buy it at all, and said: "You are a human, and I am a monster that eats people. Seeing this table full of delicious food, what gift can you prepare for me?
I don't believe it! "

"So what if you believe it, so what if you don't believe it?"

Master Tongtian smiled lightly: "Old Black Mountain Demon, I'm here to celebrate your birthday, and I'm only here to send you a lotus. Not to mention that today is a coincidence for you. If you have a birthday, even if you don't pass today, I'm here, so that's okay." To cross!
As I said, no one can change it, you have to take this white lotus, or you have to take it if you don't! "

boom!
Whoa!

The Montenegrin old demon slapped the table, spilling the dishes and chopsticks all over the floor, smashing them all.

The four generals all stood up together, showing their fangs, ferocious and ruthless, and drew out their weapons, they were about to go forward and slaughter this ignorant boy, and add a few big dishes.

This guy is too arrogant to talk.

What does it mean that he still has to live today, and if he doesn't accept it, he will accept it?

I really think of myself as a character!
"Humph!"

Master Tongtian looked around and snorted coldly, a white lotus suddenly rose from under his feet.

click -

Boom!

The mansion was flattened, every foot and every inch of land was being crushed, and an extremely huge white lotus rose up, expanding a hundred thousand miles in an instant, and it was still expanding.

The four masters wailed, and for unknown reasons, their vitality rioted, and they threw themselves into the white lotus with all their essence and vitality, and their souls flew away.

And the Black Mountain old demon was originally a clone here, seeing that the situation was not good, he directly gave up a clone.

"Old Black Mountain Demon, get out!"

The clouds shook, and all the ghosts in the city were smashed to pieces, and the houses were pushed to pieces.

"Vacuum home!"

The voice of the Montenegrin old demon also resounded, and he looked a little frightened.

"His grandma, the stuff you made up by the White Lotus Sect has come true, it really made you create a vacuum home! How is it possible?

unless……"

(End of this chapter)