Misery: my feet step out of the flames of war

Chapter 227: Xiu Yinzi opens the gold list, where does Tiandu rank?
In the bardo realm, there is a mud plow forest prison.

Luo Hou raised his head and looked at the sky. The clear blue sky was like a wash. The sun was dancing among the treetops, brightening the leaves, as if every leaf contained the hope of life.

The terrifying forest where the turbid air lingered disappeared, and no ghosts or monsters were seen along the way.

Light and darkness, humans and ghosts, are inherently in a relationship of ebb and flow.

"Wujun, you are here."

Emperor Tathagata was still sitting cross-legged by the lake. The lake made of filthy and dead energy actually had water.

"The power of the Buddha's head is indeed extraordinary. It doesn't take a hundred years for the Mud Plow Forest Prison to become fertile farmland in the Bardo Realm."

"Wu Jun is so ridiculous. There is another mystery under this lake. From time to time, there is an icy force that rushes up. I have fought with it several times, but I still can't save it."

Luo Hou naturally knew that the Black Sea Forest Prison could be reached under the lake, an underground city that needed to be renovated.

"It doesn't matter. What's the current situation of the Buddha?"

Tathagata Tathagata stretched out his hands, and in his left and right palms sat a pea-sized Buddha sitting cross-legged. It was none other than Lou Zhi Wei Tuo and Yun Guo Ting Hun.

Seeing Luo Hou, the two of them seemed to feel something. One of them lowered his head and clasped his hands, while the other nodded and smiled.

Luo Hu smiled back.

The sinner's spiritual consciousness, which should have dissipated between heaven and earth, actually returned to human form in the salvation of Emperor Tathagata.

This is the virtue of God and the merit of Buddha’s head.

"Mr. Wu has something important to do here. Could it be related to Bo Xun?"

"I didn't expect that the Buddha's head in the bardo realm could still control things in the realm of suffering."

"When Bo Xun appears in this world, I have a feeling that this will be the fate of Buddhist disciples again."

"Since it is a calamity, it is better for us to accept this calamity."

Hearing this, Emperor Tathagata showed a look of surprise: "Bo Xun's body, mind and soul are immortal. What good plan does Lord Wu have?"

"12+8+5, plus your Kaizong Mingjuan, maybe you can give it a try."

"Ok?"

"The details are like this..."

After listening to Luo Hu's plan, Emperor Tathagata sighed: "If the demon Buddha cannot be killed, it will be the end of our Buddha's Dharma and the end of all living beings."

"In this battle, we must all be prepared to sacrifice."

"To eliminate demons and protect the Tao, Emperor Tathagata will do whatever it takes."

"Thank you very much, Buddha. I still have something to do and go to the royal city, please."

"Please."

Dang Junheng and Black Nineteen moved to the royal city, and the large and small furniture from the original Xiaoyao residence on the Great Wall of Despair were moved over, and a comfortable mansion was rebuilt near the palace.

Seeing Luo Hou's visit, Duan Junheng smiled and said, "Wujun is here again to assign tasks to Duan."

"How dare you, it's just mutual benefit."

"Oh? I wonder whose soul I want to extract this time?"

"It's not about extracting the soul, but it's about washing away part of someone's memory, making her forget her previous identity and feel like she's reborn."

Ding Junheng once used the spirit control technique to erase the memory of Black Nineteen's father and son. This kind of regional formatting is unparalleled.

It is suitable for today's Ji Wuxia.

"How does Mr. Wu know that Ding knows this spirit control technique?"

"Guess..."

Since Zhixin and Duan Mie's family were still in Tiandu, it was natural that Duan Junheng could not refuse Wu Jun's mission: "Although it is somewhat difficult, Duan can do it."

"This person's situation is a bit complicated. In addition to erasing her memory, maybe at the last moment, we have to extract her soul and find a new body for her."

Duan Junheng became interested: "Who made Wu Jun pay so much attention to it?"

"Of course he is a person who is concerned with the overall situation of the world."

"Oh?"

"Okay, I will bring her here when necessary. I wonder how the progress is at Zuoshan Qiyi?"

Speaking of this, Dang Junheng's expression became solemn.

It has been more than three months since Zushan Qi entered the reincarnation path. The last news came that she had entered the dark world of Nipo.

"She used ghosts to tell me that the Nipo Dark World is very dangerous. In addition to one king, there are four major princes. What's even weirder is that the ghosts fell into the Nipo Dark World and most of them disappeared without a trace."

"The Dark World of Ni Po?"

"Of course. The soul line between her and the ghost is still there. From this, it can be speculated that her soul has not dissipated, or is trapped somewhere in the dark world of Ni Po."

"Is there a way for the spirit hunter to send the souls of living people to the dark world of Ni Po? Someone must help her."

"The breath of a living person is different from that of a dead soul. The mountain of karma and sea of ​​sin before reaching the Dark World of Nipo can damage the soul of a living person. We still look for a suitable soul of the dead."

"Okay, Qi Yi, I'll take care of you now."

"This is a matter of my own responsibility."

Except for the disappearance of Zuoshan Qiyi, which worried Luo Hou, the trip to the Bardo Realm was going smoothly.

Farewell to Junheng and return to Tiandu.

Before entering the main hall, the little fox jumped up to greet him: "Mr. Wu, something big has happened~"

"Ok?"

"There is a mysterious figure who calls himself Xiu Yinzi, and he wants to open a beacon fire ranking in Bafangtai."

"There are talented people in the martial arts from generation to generation, and each of them leads the way for two or three years."

"I heard that he announced people who will influence the general trend of the martial arts world in the future. I wonder where you rank, Mr. Wu?"

"Naturally first, otherwise I will burn that broken book."

"Book? I don't understand, but I want to see the ranking so I can report back to you."

"I agree."

"Thank you, Lord Wu, thank you Lord Wu!" Xiaohu suddenly beamed with joy. Although Tiandu was very big, he was tired of seeing it after so many years. Different from Xiao Mian's dead house, Xiaohu yearned for the outside world, but Lord Wu He was not allowed to go out, which made him very helpless.

Not only Xiaohu, but everyone in Tiandu became interested when they heard that someone with no background had opened a ranking list.

Especially the women's group led by Yu Cixin was even more curious. With a whistle, Yu Cixin, Ji Wuxia, Lin Ruomei, and Zhihuo flew away in the air.

Jing Wuhuan is about to give birth, and Cui Luohan takes care of her at her bedside.

Qingshuangtai was held tightly by Master Chaoyi: "Your injury has not healed yet, so don't be impulsive."

Seeing the heroines leaving, the little fox shouted anxiously: "Take this fox fairy with you~"

"Follow me."

"The young master is still upright, huh, those women are so bad!"

Amidst Xiaohu's complaints, Liao Tian descended on Bafangtai.

It's not just the women in Tiandu who are curious. At this time, typhoons from all directions are gathering, flags are flying, and thousands of people are moving, all waiting for the arrival of the mysterious master.

Only Qin Jiaxian commented loudly: "This Xiu Yinzi is really powerful. Almost all the most important figures in the martial arts world are present."

After Ye Tuling died to save his eldest son, he was transformed into a trousers trousers by Sanyu Wumengsheng. At this time, he said excitedly: "Qin, you have news again."

Wu Mengsheng's condition worsened, and Qu Shitu came to find out the news on his behalf: "I wonder what the Fenghuo Golden List is?"

It's noon.

Just as everyone was looking up, dark clouds were moving quickly, wind was blowing from all directions, and a scroll suddenly appeared in the air.

Immediately, a figure wearing Taoist robes, a Taoist crown, and a whisk in hand came.

"Xuan Ge dances in waves, the truth is true in the fantasy, and the world of mortals is too far away."

Seeing this man's immortal aura and sanctimonious appearance, everyone couldn't help but become more curious.

The visitor landed on the Bafang Platform, glanced at the audience with a pair of sharp eyes, and said with an expressionless face: "The sun has settled at noon, the sky wind has opened, the blue thunder edict is written, drink~"

He waved his fly whisk, and two bolts of lightning struck the heavenly list in the sky. In an instant, the scroll unraveled, and several ink marks appeared in every stroke——

No.1: A tall tower
No.2: A round hour hand
No.3: A flying dragon
No.4: Bo Xun
No.5: Chang Yingluo

No.6: Holy Infant Lord

No.7: Grand Master

No.8: One Sword Wind Emblem

No.9: Fu Yueying

No.10: Thirteen swords for sky burial
Qin Jiaxian shouted: "Come out, come out! Oops, what do those ghostly talismans in the top three mean?"

When the little fox saw the familiar pattern of No. 1, he immediately shouted loudly: "No. 1 is Tiandu, it is Tiandu!"

The word Tiandu came out, and the scene fell silent for an instant.

A moment later, Ya Shimie angrily approached Jiu Yinzi: "My Buddha Bo Xun is the supreme existence, and I want you to rewrite your ranking!"

Ji Yinzi's stern face remained unmoved: "This list of celebrities is the top ten people who will influence the future situation of the martial arts world. It was written by God and cannot be changed."

"Then I will write this list with your blood!"

Ya Shi's demon-destroying body straightened up and struck out with thunder from both palms. Dust and sand suddenly flew up on the scene, and demonic energy exploded.

There are many people who have the same mentality as Ya Shimie. They all want to see the true ability of the master of the gold list. In a tacit understanding, everyone quietly moves back and clears the Bafang Platform to a fighting area.

Jiyinzi swept out the dust and easily shattered the magic power.

Ya Shimie did not take advantage. He was not an unintelligent person. Seeing this situation, he retreated as soon as he tried.

"Hmph, you will be the enemy of the entire desire world."

"Luofu Mountain is waiting for you."

Xiu Yinzi put away the gold list and disappeared mysteriously like a Tathagata.

Although this fight did not break out, using one move to break Ya Shimie's offensive showed that Jiu Yinzi was indeed qualified to be ranked.

After watching the good show, everyone in Tiandu guessed the list and returned to Tiandu.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they arrived at the West Sea, they heard the loud cry of a baby coming from the sky. It was the child who had cut off Shanti and Jingwuhuan and was born.

"The cry is so loud, it must be my son."

"Although the cry was loud, it was very shrill. It must be my daughter."

"son!"

"daughter!"

In the middle of the dispute, the women's group flocked to Jing Wuhuan's residence.

Cui Luohan took the baby out and said, "Congratulations to the Demon King, congratulations to the Young Master, a little princess has been born in Tianyan Demon City."

"Your Madam."

Zhixin and Duanjie Chanti had been waiting outside the delivery room for a long time. Known for this, Zhixin eagerly took the baby over.

Staring at each other, the two couldn't help but be astonished. The little princess's incomparable face was exactly the same as that of Wei Tuo from the Buddha Tower, without any difference.

"How could this be?"

"Devil Father, is this the child?"

Luo Hou came over and interrupted their reverie: "The little princess is not the reincarnation of Lou Zhiweituo. I just saw the Buddha in Nili Forest Prison. He is practicing hard with the soul of Yunguo Truth and cannot reincarnate at this time."

Zhuihuan was filled with envy. Tiandu had three young masters. The couple had thought of having a daughter and marrying Lord Wu.

Now, Shaohao and Liao Tian each brought back a girl, leaving only Xian Ling.

Who would have thought that Jing Wuhuan had taken the lead, and with the little princess's stunning beauty, even if she gave birth to a daughter in the future, she might not be able to steal the young master.

At this time, in a different space, at the pulpit, there is still a trace of spiritual light left on the fingertips of the Buddha.

"Friend Buddha, I will give you a chance to maintain your bond with this world. I hope you can achieve Bodhi as soon as possible."

Hundreds of rivers have passed away without return, and the origin of life and death is in dreams.

(End of this chapter)