The sword is the devil

Chapter 432 Shan'in Ghost Festival 2【Please ask for a guaranteed monthly ticket】

Hou Niao practiced and waited in Chongmenju, living his life as a gardener with peace of mind, pruning meticulously every day, and never tired of it.

The Huang family is very talented and has multiple families, which are quite different.

The wind direction in Yujing City began to change. Three days after Hongxi Troupe performed, monks from the Sima Mansion came forward and called to stop their performance, which heralded another struggle in the circle of cultivation in Yujing.

He no longer does anything about Hongxi Ban, or even about Hou Tiao. The high-level disputes are turbulent and involve a lot of people. Take control, but become calm.

"Is this over?" Chalk asked.

Hou Tiao smiled, "No, this is just the beginning."

"Then, Hongxi class is here..."

"Read more books on the laws of the Shan Kingdom. In the future, no practitioners will come to trouble you, but ordinary people will attack each other. There will always be people who want to flatter and take advantage of the situation. Such people will never Can't stop it.

What you can do is not to violate those taboo content, for example, I know that there is no taboo in the team to invite the stage with guests.

When this turmoil passes, there will be troubles of one kind or another, but as long as you act rightly, you can't let Hong Xiban hurt your nerves. "

"So complicated……"

"Life is troublesome, but death is easy."

"The master is also afraid of trouble?"

"Yeah, and there are still inexplicable troubles, such as trying to find a house, but getting involved in the mess with the palace."

"But you also trimmed the garden..."

"It's not easy to repair if it's rolled and muddy..."

The technical issue of gardening is just a joke in leisure time. As time goes by, almost no one in the mortal world knows about it, and the Shan'in Ghost Festival, which has no fixed date, is slowly approaching.

That night, Hou Tiao stopped practicing after feeling something, and he smelled a special breath in the air.

Knowing that it was the words, he came out through the window, feeling a dark aura surrounding him, but as a person in the yang world, he couldn't integrate into such aura.

He can observe souls, but he doesn't have the eyes of the sky, nor does he have any yin and yin body. His ability to kill ghosts is just that practice makes perfect.

Therefore, he is not someone who possesses special abilities that can easily break through this barrier as the old Xiu said; if he hadn't accepted this task, he would at most feel that there is a faint difference between the world and the earth, but he can't see anything. thing.

There is still a layer between the underworld ghost messenger and the mortal monks. He doesn't know what state this layer needs to reach before he can ignore it. Anyway, the three realms of Tongtian can't be broken, and I heard that Jindan can't break through either...

No longer thinking about it, he took out an underworld talisman from the Sikong Mansion, patted it on the top of Tianling, and when he opened his eyes again, there was a difference in front of him.

His field of vision has completely changed, the heavy gate he was in is no longer there, it seems that the entire Yujing City is gone, and even the entire Shan State has become strange; there is no mountain, water, or city, only a desert.

He knows that this is seeing the world with dark eyes, so what he sees is completely different from what he normally imagines.

It's like entering the Two-dimensional in the same space, the underworld dimension.

Here, you can't fly, and there are forces from the underworld to suppress it.But the other abilities are still there, and I don't know the intention of such suppression?

The ghosts in the underworld are always different from mortal humans. For them without body shaping, it seems that there is no problem of flying or not.

Exhale a breath and visualize in your heart, the breath gradually gathers into shape and turns into a black horse; this is a small benefit of the underworld talisman, and it can be used for transportation when you can't fly.

In fact, you can also transform into other mighty creatures. As long as your imagination is enough, you can turn into a dragon, phoenix, and unicorn; but Hou Tiao's knowledge is limited, and he has never seen these ancient creatures. The water monster of the sea.

The whole killer whale is not suitable, and riding a giant rat is also outrageous, so it is still a horse.

Jumping on the horse, Wu Zi turned into a black shadow and galloped across the vast land at an extremely fast speed.

The surroundings were hazy, and ghosts began to appear from time to time. Unlike those wild ghosts in Ximeng Mountain, they were quiet, eager, and had a clear purpose.

Most of them are floating in the wilderness, and a small part is crying and rolling around a specific location, the sound is sobbing, heart-piercing.

Over the past few days, more and more such ghosts appeared from the ground inexplicably. On the first day, they were scattered here and there, and then they grew like weeds in spring, endlessly.

Between the heaven and the earth, everyone is plunged into a state of sorrow, and with the gloomy iron gray environment without sunlight, those with little willpower can't help but feel sad and hurt themselves, lamenting the vicissitudes of life, like dreams and illusions, but in the end they are just a lonely soul result.

Such a ghost festival is really not suitable for ordinary people to participate in, it will scare to death.

He finally understood that these souls who died within 12 years could not find their original home; the location they stayed in was actually the corresponding location in the yang world, but because of the separation of yin and yang, they could not see their relatives or their old homes. They can't see everything.

I can only cry and express my grief in the position that I can intuitively sense in my impression.

Therefore, what Lao Xiu said about these dead souls returning home to visit their relatives is wrong. They can't see relatives and friends, and of course they can't see enemies.

Yin and Yang belong to each other, and heaven and man are separated forever.

The meaning of such festivals is more emotional, so that they can reminisce about the yang, and psychologically comfort themselves and their loved ones at the closest position, and...

The change of the soul itself that may occur during the process of yang qi upper body is a conclusion drawn by accident during several days of observation, and it also understands the real purpose of the Shanyin Ghost Festival:
In fact, this is just a way for the underworld to train qualified ghost soldiers. This process is like the pulsation of human beings in the underworld; A one-trip approach to screening speeds up the process.

Most of those with potential will undergo some kind of transformation during this period, and when they return to the Underworld, they will have the possibility of further cultivation.

The essence of this world is that nothing is without purpose, and if you can't see it, it can only be said that you haven't discovered it yet.

The underworld is the same, no different.

Ghosts and pawns began to appear, and these ghosts seemed to be much stronger than ordinary dead souls. With his monk's intuition, he could feel a little bit of threat, of course, just a little bit.

These ghosts are much more calm. They float in a fixed direction, and along the way, they breathe in Yang Qi to strengthen themselves; this is their way of practice, until they finally reach the point where they can balance themselves without Yang Qi.

At that time, in terms of strength, they will have the ability of the lowest-level officials of the underworld.

(End of this chapter)