The years when I created the ancient heaven

A long time ago, well, actually not too long ago, Mo Chengjun made a hypothesis when he was studying the species of 'demon'.

According to his theory of spirituality, the third universal characteristic of spiritual particles is called 'spirituality', also known as 'pseudo-intelligence'.

This is the concept that Mo Chengjun settled on when he was studying sword intention.

With this characteristic, the spiritual particles can exert greater power by exploding the inert energy in the particles to the limit under the urging of the sword.

Based on this expansion, the martial artist's fist and sword, the demon's method of sinking desires, and the obsession of ghosts to avenge their souls, all actually belong to the category of "spirituality".

But the problem is, these overly strong emotions will remain.

Remaining in the spiritual particles, they are constantly circulating between heaven and earth, and may be refined and absorbed by others.

If the quantity is small, one in [-] or one in [-], then naturally it doesn’t matter and will be digested.

But what if there are a lot of them?
So much that it exceeds a certain threshold, so much that no matter how careful you are, your mana will be integrated into the remaining strong emotions during practice. What will be the result?

Look at the magic repair!

Desires are magnified countless times, people's hearts are not as old as they used to be, and they can fight to the death over the smallest things, but for any bigger conflicts, they have to fight with each other, and no one will give in.

How about a bigger one?

The ambitions of the rulers cannot be satisfied after being stirred up, and that is the chaos and killings of the entire world.

Of course, this situation can actually be suppressed!

Because the circulation of the spiritual veins will wash away the desires mixed in the spiritual particles and purify all the spiritual particles.

But if not?

Or, what happens if something goes wrong in the process?
That is the calamity of the mortal world, and the killing is coming.

And this is the catastrophe of heaven and earth!
Mo Chengjun had to admit that when he came up with this idea, and even the subsequent deduction, he was in an ideal state.

He also did not deny that this inspiration was also influenced by "The List of Gods".

After all, when he wrote the brief history of mythology, he drew a lot from it, and the beginning of the list of gods is the murder of the twelve golden immortals under Yuanshi Tianzun.

But he didn't think that such a catastrophe of heaven and earth would happen in this world.

On the one hand, it is naturally the cleansing effect of the spiritual veins. By circulating it again and again, you can obtain the purest spiritual inspiration of heaven and earth.

On the other hand, the threshold for 'spiritual residue' is very high.

Even in the Galaxy Sword Sect, not all disciples can understand the sword's intention, and there are only two who can really make the "intent" stay in the world for a long time.

One is the fist intention left by the first Human Emperor of the human race in the land of Yuzhou; the other is the last death blow of the madman Wu with the blood-transforming magic sword outside the Qizong Mountain Gate.

But the ghost particles are special!
It itself has the characteristics of carrying the soul. In a sense, it is a super advanced version of 'spirituality'.

If there are some more problems with the spiritual veins in the Netherworld, it will be great fun.

On the bow of the ghost ship, Mo Chengjun straightened his body and looked a little more solemn.

He squinted his eyes slightly, opened the "Delusion-breaking Golden Eyes" fully, and released his perception again.

But this time, he could 'see' even more.

There are still plenty of spiritual particles in the air. Although they are also dominated by 'ghost' spiritual particles, the content of other spiritual particles has increased significantly.

At first glance, the Yin soil contained only impurities in the water, but now the proportion has risen to two-tenths.

And this means that there are actually more types of dark matter and dark energy in the Netherworld.

Similarly, Mo Chengjun is almost certain that the reason why the spiritual particles exist in the Yin Earth is because they float up here.

But that’s nothing!
What really frightened Mo Chengjun was the strong negative emotional power accumulated inside the spiritual particles.

Either malice, anger, greed, jealousy, or arrogance...

There are many kinds of seven emotions and six desires, and they are all included.

According to Mo Chengjun's previous estimates, as long as more than one-tenth of the spiritual particles per unit volume are infected by negative emotions, it is estimated that a catastrophe will begin.

But what does he see now?

At least four to five out of ten, almost half of the 'ghost' spiritual machine particles contain various strong negative emotions.

And what would be the result if these spiritual particles were swallowed into the body of a ghost?
There is chaos in the underworld!
At this point, when I think back to what the Thunder Ghost King said, including all the major events that happened in the Netherworld, it seems that everything is correct!

"Good guy, a catastrophe of heaven and earth, is it really a catastrophe of heaven and earth?!"

"This bad guy Zhulong is definitely trying to trick me? I don't believe he doesn't know at all?"

"The asking price is still too low. I should have killed him hard in the first place!"

At this moment, Mo Chengjun had the urge to turn around and leave, but after a second thought, he suppressed the idea.

Even if he doesn't care about 'reputation', the sign of Heaven is there and he really can't lose it.

At this moment, Mo Chengjun's original casual attitude disappeared, and his whole person became alert.

The ghost ship is still moving forward, and what Mo Chengjun does remains the same, but his mentality has changed.

He is observing this real netherworld, a place that has been forbidden to living people for thousands of years.

At the same time, he is also adjusting his various ways of protecting the Tao, and even trying new, more powerful methods.

In his observation, this Netherworld is indeed different from the Yin Earth.

Theoretically, this is a two-dimensional world, but when you are in it, what you can feel is not a two-dimensional level, but a complete world.

It's like you squeeze into a painting, and the painting is everything, not an illusion.

Here, the ghosts actually take on physical form.

It is a real entity that can be touched, has muscles and bones, and can even be used for physical training. It can increase physical strength through ghost energy and engage in hand-to-hand combat.

This place is not as barren and desolate as imagined.Looking at the end of the field of view, you can see weird flowers, twisted trees, grass half as tall as a person, and stretches of mountains and water.

Of course, there are more of all kinds of weird ghosts, dormant in the grass and flowers, waiting for prey to come.

When you get here, there are many ghosts and ghosts washed up on the shore, so you can choose to climb up the river bank.

However, it is difficult to say whether it can avoid predators.

The clever particles here are the most distinctive.

Because it is full of negative emotions, it is easy to drive it, but it is too easy, which leads to a decrease in the success rate of using magical powers.

For this reason, Mo Chengjun had to change the closed loop of the spiritual pattern and increase the suppression of the spiritual pattern through driving, thus reducing the activity of the spiritual particles.

This is not a difficult task, but it is quite time consuming.

What Mo Chengjun is doing now is to go through all the Dao-protecting techniques and make preliminary attempts so that he can accurately grasp their effects and power when fighting later.

In fact, what he did was extremely necessary.

Because, this Netherworld really didn't give him much time to prepare.

……

"boom!"

A dull loud noise suddenly came, like a muffled thunder sound rising out of thin air, and the strong wind it brought squeezed the space, like ripples on the water.

Mo Chengjun looked up and saw that the dark sky suddenly fell.

Take a closer look, and you will see that the sky is not there, but a huge round hammer head that has grown many times in size. There are barbs standing on it, stained with black and red blood.

"Anyone like Fangxiao who dares to intrude on your Grandpa Li's territory will die!"

The explosion was even louder, and the huge head dropped down faster and faster, as if it was going to smash the ghost ship to pieces.

At this moment, Mo Chengjun suddenly opened his eyes and waved his hand away.

His hand turned golden in an instant, like copper poured into iron, and quickly expanded and grew stronger. The muscles on it were knotted and distinct, turning into a big hand holding up the sky, and he rushed forward.

boom……

There was a crisp sound of metal clashing, followed by cracks in the space visible to the naked eye, like a broken mirror.

Of course, the healing begins in the next moment, and the repair is completed in just one breath.

But the hammer had flown upside down, without the blessing of magical power, and had become an ordinary size.

Ordinarily, on this Santu River, Mo Chengjun couldn't stop any flying method, let alone this weapon.

But just when the hammer was about to fall, the sound of the chain was heard, and the hammer was pulled back.

As for Mo Chengjun, under the fierce counter-shock force, the entire merit golden body's arm atomized for a moment, and then returned to normal.

But this little ghost ship still sank suddenly, its bow tilted up, and the ferryman almost flew out in panic.

There were also countless ghost soldiers and ghosts who were immersed directly into the Santu River and howled miserably.

And when Mo Chengjun stabilized the bow, the ghost soldiers and generals at the stern were in trouble, and for a while the miserable howls continued.

After going back and forth several times, the ghost ship finally stabilized.

Mo Chengjun swung his arms and couldn't help muttering: "Is this a show of force?
I have just entered the realm of the Ten Palaces of Yama, just give me this.

It's really interesting. "

As he said this, there was no smile in his eyes. When he looked towards the shore again, he saw a ten-foot-tall giant standing on the shore.

This giant is a pure human form, without any distortion, extremely burly, and covered with a pair of pure black gold iron armor, as thick as a tank.

The weapons are two huge hammers, one in each hand, and the one on the left is being retracted, neither fast nor slow, as if he is doing something very seriously, without any awareness that this is a battlefield.

The chain was retracted, and with a clattering sound, the nails and hammers plowed a deep ravine on the ground, showing how heavy it was.

"A fierce general, a peerless general!"

This was Mo Chengjun's first thought when he saw him. The giant's whole body exuded the aura of someone who had fought a hundred battles on the battlefield and looked forward to death.

With just one glance, you won't even suspect that he can kill every one in and out of the battlefield, behead the generals and seize the flag!

At this time, the voice of the Thunder Ghost King finally came, a little trembling: "How is it possible? How is it possible? Where are you now, and you actually meet this person?
I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I shouldn't come back. "

Mo Chengjun turned around and asked, "Do you know him?"

"Know? Are you kidding? Of course I don't know him, otherwise I would have died!"

The Heavenly Thunder Ghost King finally came to his senses. He looked at Mo Chengjun and asked, "Master Immortal Official, what do you think are the strongest beings among the ghosts and immortals in this netherworld?"

"Aren't you old ghosts who have been practicing for thousands of years?"

"Hahaha, I thought so before, but this time when the war broke out, all the kings of Yama revealed their old secrets, and we old ghosts were nothing."

As he spoke, he waved his hand and said: "On the battlefield, the truly powerful ones are these fierce generals who kill without calculation and whose will is as tough as iron.

For example, the person in front of me was famous all over the world at the beginning of the Daxuan Dynasty.

You also know that the Daxuan Dynasty started as an immortal cultivator, and there were not many truly famous warriors, but the one in front of me can be considered the top one, bar none.

Born with divine power, he has also practiced the art of dominating the body, and is good at using an urn and a golden hammer.

After encountering an enemy, he can be beaten to death with at most three hammers. If it weren't for his bad head and calculation, it would be even harder to kill him than to climb to the sky. "

"Of course, he is now a first-class enemy-defeating general under the command of King Qin Guang, the Tenth King of Hell!"

"Logically speaking, he should be fighting against King Chu Jiang in the south of Xuanming Palace. Why was he transferred to this place?"

I don’t say anything, I don’t set a flag for myself, I just try my best to write down words and make up as many corrections as possible...