The years when I created the ancient heaven

Chapter 262 Fate (please ask for a ticket first)
In a sense, the yin and yang world can be regarded as positive and negative sides that do not interfere with each other. Yin and yang are polarities. There is little intersection between the two.

In Mo Chengjun's words, it is inside the wall between the second and third floors, and according to Ghost Spirit Gate, it is the shallow yin soil.

It is actually very rare that one can truly travel between the Yang world and the Nether world.

The reason for this is simple. On the one hand, it is because the strength has been weakened too seriously.

No matter how ferocious the beast on land is, it will choke to death in the water; and no matter how powerful the fish in the water is, it can only flick its tail when it is on land.

Thinking about how evil it was at the beginning, at least it was a generation of ghost kings who came to the mortal world and couldn't even resist Mo Chengjun's "One Nine Thunder Tribulation".

Think again about the records in the secret record of "Tong You".

All of these can actually be expressed in four words - home court advantage!
On the other hand, it is not easy to travel between the two worlds.

After all, this is from one realm to another, how can it be so random?

Looking at "Tongyou" supernatural powers can become the untold secret of the ghost gate, it is not difficult to find that this underworld is really not something that anyone can go to if they want to.

To sum up, the conclusion drawn is that the two worlds are still operating in order, and it is basically impossible to interfere with each other on a large scale.

So, in folklore, "Hundred Ghosts at Night" is already an extremely serious ghost trouble.

Is there any way to solve the above problem?
Have!
More than a thousand years ago, the Jiuyou red-haired ghost who set off the "Ten Thousand Ghosts Day Tour" gave a solution.

He first solved the problem of the home field, that is, covered the sky with the 'ghost fog', blocked the light of the sun, moon and stars from the sky, let the ghostly spirit of the netherworld blow the world, and plunged the whole world into darkness.

In this way, the environmental problem is solved.

Secondly, the distance between the yin earth and the yang world is not static.

They are similar to the movement of celestial bodies, attracting each other and repelling each other, and the distance between them is constantly changing.

And the Jiuyou red-haired ghost opened a portal at the weakest part of the barrier between the two worlds during the period of time when the distance between the two was the closest, so that ghosts and ghosts could naturally come to the world.

This time point is July [-] every year, the Ghost Festival, commonly known as Ghost Festival.

As for the weakest part of the barrier between the two worlds, it is naturally those places that do not see sunlight all year round and are full of yin.

To be honest, even Galaxy Sword Sect has never been prepared for such a situation, there is nothing to do, mainly because it has never encountered it!

But Ghost Spirit Sect is different. The purpose of their sect is to "kill ghosts and refine corpses". The founder of the sect, Uncle Jiu, even tried to turn the sky around in the last "ghost tide". In the entire Kyushu human race, there is no sect stronger than them.

At this time, in the Ghost Spirit Gate, in the Patriarch Hall.

All the high-level members of Ghost Spirit Sect gathered here, all of them looked anxious, but no one spoke.

The originally stretched faces turned into bitter faces again, each frowning.

Only the sound of the copper bell magic weapon became more and more urgent, and the crisp sound of 'Dang Dang Dang', as if afraid that others would not know it, sounded into my ears.

This was also the portable magic weapon of that Uncle Ninth, and it had a lot of effects at that time, but in the last battle, it was also damaged badly, and it was repaired by the master craftsman who found a place in the Ghost Spirit Sect.

However, a broken mirror is hard to recover, and the repaired copper bell has lost its killing power. The only thing left is the sense of ghost fog, which has even been greatly strengthened, enough to monitor the entire Yunzhou.

If there is another situation where the ghost door opens and the ghost fog fills the sky, it will respond.

To be honest, this has never happened for thousands of years, so much so that the master of Ghost Spirit Sect almost forgot about it.

The ringing became more and more piercing, and finally someone couldn't help it anymore. Elder Zhang Er said, "Sect master, sect master?"

"what?"

The master of Ghost Spirit Sect seemed to be awakened, and he turned his head facing the patriarch tablet and asked, "Is there any news from Xinghe Sword Sect?"

Elder Zhang Er murmured: "No, not yet."

"Then why did you call me?" The master of Ghost Spirit Sect raised his voice a bit, and his tone was not kind:

Elder Zhang Er's voice became softer: "Can this copper bell stop for a while, it's really annoying to hear?"

"This is a reminder from our ancestors. Are you tired of hearing it? I haven't seen you for a few days. How rich are you?"

The master of Ghost Spirit Sect was even more angry, and his words were full of "thorns", but when he glanced at the other high-ranking sects, he looked at the bitter faces with frowning faces, and finally waved his hand and threw out a spell.

He didn't stop the magic weapon, but added a sound-forbidden enchantment to control the sound within a very small range.

In this way, the entire Patriarch Hall was quiet, but the noise outside came again.

There are huge copper bells being rung, the whispering of human voices, the whistling sound of imperial weapons breaking through the air, and the buzzing sound of opening formations...

Without the sound of the copper bell, these noisy sounds were transmitted into the Patriarch Hall, and the high-level sects were not clean, but even more irritable!

However, no matter how irritable they were, they still had to wait. Even if the time seemed to be suffering, they could only wait for the news from Galaxy Sword Sect.

No one is more aware of the dangers of this 'All Ghosts Day' than them, and this is not something that their ghost spirit gate can solve.

They have already passed on the situation, and they will wait for Xinghe Jianzong's order!
Time passed slowly in the torment, the ghost fog spread, the outside sky also lost light, and it was not known whether it was night or day.

Until a certain moment, a chubby figure broke into the Patriarch Hall, stumbled and held a piece of paper in his hand.

The master of Ghost Spirit Sect stepped forward and asked, "Auspicious, what did Xinghe Sword Sect say?"

Ji Xiang's face turned red, obviously he ran too fast, but he replied immediately: "Galaxy Sword Sect let us resist on our own."

"Resist on your own?"

Just this one sentence caused the entire Patriarch Hall to explode, and a group of elders seemed to have heard something incredible.

Elder Zhang San has the worst temper. He scolded directly: "What's the situation with this Xinghe Sword Sect? Such a big event, let me resist by myself?
What are they doing?
As the leaders of Yunzhou, they didn't send their disciples down the mountain? "

Some elders said it was even worse: "Hehe, they don't know how terrible this ghost day is, and they still want to use this kind of disaster to weaken the strength of our sect?
I really don't know the so-called, and I have no vision! "

"I used to admire the character of sword cultivators, but I didn't expect them to have such a character. Hehehe, that Tianhen Sword Master is also a person with a false name!"

Of course, there are also those who have a good impression of Xinghe Jianzong, so they said strangely: "As far as I know, the seven palace masters of Xinghe Jianzong are not short-sighted people. Looking at their past behavior, they all have strong personalities.

Is this something wrong? "

The master of Ghost Spirit Sect ignored the crowd, he took the paper from Ji Xiang's hand, and looked up carefully.

With just one glance, his expression became even uglier.

Jixiang finally took a breath, and immediately said: "That's not the case, Xinghe Jianzong doesn't ignore it, but can't control it."

A gray-haired elder blew his beard and stared: "Little Jixiang, don't go to Xinghe Jianzong for a while and forget to turn your elbow!"

Little Jixiang's face turned red again, he was anxious just now, but this time he was angry!

"It's not like that, I didn't make it clear just now..."

"enough!"

The master of Ghost Spirit Sect interrupted all the noise with a loud shout. His gaze was as sharp as a knife, and he swept across the crowd, making everyone feel as cold as a cicada with just one glance.

With the resolution of the problem of the natal talisman, this person's prestige in the Ghost Sect has already skyrocketed. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the second person after the founder of the mountain.

However, facing everyone's eyes, he didn't open his mouth. Instead, he walked step by step to the front of the Patriarch's Hall, facing each tablet. From an angle invisible to outsiders, his expression changed, and it seemed difficult to make a decision.

Before they could answer, all the high-level officials looked at each other in blank dismay. In the end, everyone's eyes were fixed on Elder Zhang Yi.

The extremely silent old man hesitated slightly, and finally took a step forward, and asked: "Master, what did Xinghe Jianzong say, can you let me wait and see, one person counts the short, and the two count the long, I can also wait." Staff one or two?"

The master of Ghost Spirit Sect finally turned his head, the hesitation and entanglement on his face disappeared, and he regained his former determination.

He looked at the crowd and said softly: "Jixiang is right, Xinghe Jianzong indeed ordered us to send disciples down the mountain to organize resistance on our own."

As soon as this remark came out, there was another commotion, but he interrupted directly: "But it's not that Xinghe Sword Sect doesn't care about Yunzhou's life or death, nor is it that they don't want to send sect disciples down the mountain."

Elder Zhang Yi still asked, "Why?"

"Because, millions of ghost troops have already trapped Xinghe Jianzong. In other words, this time, the 'Ten Thousand Ghosts' Day Walk' is going to Xinghe Jianzong."

As soon as this remark came out, there was another uproar in the hall, and all the elders looked in disbelief.

"Why?"

Elder Zhang Er asked everyone's doubts: "Shouldn't this 'Ten Thousand Ghosts Day Tour' be for blood food?

Why target Xinghe Jianzong?
That's a tough bone, aren't they afraid of breaking their teeth? "

The master of Ghost Spirit Sect didn't answer, he just glanced at Elder Zhang Yi, who looked at him, speechless, but moved his lips, seeming to utter two words silently.

"Mending the sky?"

The master of Ghost Gate smiled wryly and nodded slightly, but he didn't explain too much, he didn't even mention these two words, but looked at the crowd and said directly: "You are not a ghost, so how do you know what they think?
Now, what we have to discuss is one thing. "

After a pause, he said: "Although millions of ghost troops have besieged Xinghe Sword Sect, there will inevitably be scattered ghosts and ghosts who will break into the cities and villages of mortals.

A hundred ghosts walk at night, and where they pass, there should be no grass growing.

So, we now need to decide whether to send disciples out of the mountains, kill ghosts and suppress corpses, and save the people from suffering? "

"This……"

For a moment, the Patriarch Hall was quiet again.

This is definitely a difficult choice, because if you go out of the mountain, it will inevitably mean death or injury.

Ghosts and ghosts don't show affection to you, and they love the flesh and blood of immortal practitioners even more.

But if you don't go out of the mountain, how many mortals will die in this land of Yunzhou.

In the past, in fact, they didn't have to choose these things, because Xinghe Jianzong chose them for them, and they didn't dare to disobey an order.

Of course, the reason why they were willing to listen was because even though Xinghe Jianzong gave orders, they themselves always rushed ahead.

But now, the right to choose is in their hands, but they are a little at a loss.

However, the head of Ghost Spirit Sect didn't wait for them to discuss, but directly said: "I know that everyone is a little bit hard to make a decision, so this time, I will make my own decision, okay?"

A group of high-ranking officials looked at each other, and after only a moment, they all stood up and bowed to salute: "Please order, the sect master!"

"First open the underground sealed ghost caves and corpse caves, and let all the disciples choose their natal ghosts and zombies as much as they want, so that they can match as many as possible, and there is no need to save."

"Then open the nine secret vaults of the sect, and distribute all kinds of magic tools, talismans, and pill formations."

"In the end, the elders of the Zongmen will lead the team to the major cities in Yunzhou, and make plans and arrangements. This person can save one person, and this city can defend one city."

A group of people responded: "Respect the order of the suzerain!"

The voice was uneven, as if weak, the master of Ghost Sect knew what they were thinking, paused slightly, and then sighed: "I know what you are thinking, if it is other things, I actually don't want to get involved. Just mean it.

We have lived in this way for thousands of years. "

"But this time, it's a day trip of ten thousand ghosts, a tide of ghosts, and the foundation of my ghost spirit gate.

If it is this battle, we still have to preserve our strength, and we will be sorry to our ancestors, to the signboard of the Ghost Gate, and even more sorry to the land that supports us. "

"So, for this campaign, please do your best!"

"Follow the suzerain's edict!" This time the answer was already full of fighting spirit.

The decision has been made, so naturally everything has been implemented. The elders are all powerful figures, and they immediately went to work after leaving the Patriarch Hall.

Only the master of the ghost gate stood in the hall, silent for a long time.

After a long time, he seemed to be talking to himself, and also seemed to ask the ancestral tablet: "So, just after the problem of the natal talisman was solved, this thing happened.

Is this fate?Or the blessing of the ancestors? "

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