Just learned the five thunders, the tricky anchor came to crack down on counterfeiting

Chapter 312 A hundred years passed in a blink of an eye? I must ascend! 【Fourth update】

"This……"

After seeing the demonic sword with even more demonic aura and sharper blade, Lin Heng couldn't help but look at the Black Rakshasa in confusion.

Black Rakshasa said calmly: "It is originally a magic sword. Living in the land of the netherworld for a long time, the devilish energy will naturally increase day by day."

Having said this, he couldn't help but shake his head:

"This is a magic weapon. If it stays in the underworld, it will definitely shine in the past."

"Leave it on your hands, it's a waste."

Black Rakshasa told the truth and was not mocking Lin Heng.

"Where's nightshade?"

Lin Heng didn't care about Black Rakshasa's words, he was just worried about Nightshade's safety.

"Do not worry."

Black Rakshasa said: "The sword is there and the spirit is there. If the sword destroys the spirit, the spirit will die."

"This sword is good, so the sword spirit will have no worries."

"Just sleeping."

At this point, he had lost his patience.

"I have answered many of your questions. When will you hand the things over to me?"

Lin Heng did not respond hastily, but looked solemnly to the outside world.

He could feel that the world today was filled with extremely terrifying existences.

Netherland.

It was even sandwiched between the legendary Fengdu City and Wushu City.

Lin Heng pondered for a moment and said straightforwardly:

"I need to ascend!"

He looked at the Black Rakshasa: "You have to help and stop those who stand in the way."

Black Rakshasa was noncommittal and just said lightly:

"Buddhism is flourishing in the upper realm. Ascension may not be a good thing for you."

"Why not stay here and cooperate with me?"

"Although we are not from the same place,... it is a long-standing tradition for Taoist priests to be qualified for the priesthood of the underworld."

"Isn't it?"

Lin Heng did not deny it, but just shook his head: "It is precisely because of the great rise of Buddhism in the upper realm that I should hurry up."

Black Rakshasa was thoughtful and said with a smile: "Are you worried about those people?"

Lin Heng acquiesced.

There was a hint of teasing in the corner of Black Rakshasa's mouth: "Then I suggest you that there is no need to go up."

"Why?" Lin Heng was confused.

Black Rakshasa sneered: "It's been nearly a hundred years since they went up there."

"You ruined Buddhist affairs in the human world."

"Do you think Buddhism has found them over the years?"

"Are they really still alive now?"

Black Rakshasa seems to be a little gloating.

Lin Heng looked puzzled: "Nearly a hundred years? Didn't I only stay in a coma for three months?"

Black Rakshasa sneered: "Why, do you think that the time in the upper world is the same as that in the lower world?"

"Did you know that every day that passes in the Small World, a year passes in the Upper Realm?"

As soon as this word comes out.

Lin Heng's mind was buzzing.

He couldn't believe it.

"One day on earth, one year in heaven?"

"Are you serious?"

"Shouldn't it be..."

Before Lin Heng finished speaking, he was interrupted by Black Rakshasa with a sneer: "Why, you want to say that it should be one day in the sky and one year on the earth?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

He couldn't help laughing and scoffing.

"If it is true as the world thinks, if a person in the Great Thousand Immortal Realm practices for one day, a person in the lower realm will have practiced for a year."

"Then the upper realm, why should it compete with practitioners in the lower realm?"

"Do you think that in the vast immortal world, people who have been practicing for hundreds of millions of years, where does their time come from?"

"Why do you think the existences after ascension are so powerful?"

"Is the Great Thousand Immortal Realm more suitable for cultivation? This is true, but this is only one of the reasons."

"Time and longevity are the real priorities."

"It is precisely because the Great Thousand Immortal Realm possesses immortality substances that all living beings have long lifespans. As long as they are not killed, they can live forever and practice cultivation."

"Under such circumstances, even a pig can become an immortal after practicing for hundreds of millions of years."

"How can we prevent three thousand small worlds from flocking to such a place?"

"How could we not give birth to so many terrifying existences?"

Black Rakshasa sneered. Everyone in the world thinks that one day in the sky and one year on the earth.

However, only those who have reached the upper realm know it.

People in the lower realm practice for one day, and people in the upper realm have practiced for one year.

That's why.

Even if a cultivator in the lower realm is astonishingly talented, his final achievements may not be as good as a stupid pig in the upper realm.

of course.

This is the result of practicing until death in their respective worlds.

But if people from the Small Thousand Worlds can successfully ascend.

Then everything will be different.

Only then will the ascended ones show their truly terrifying cultivation talents!

"In the blink of an eye, a hundred years will pass."

"Are they...still okay?"

Black Rakshasa's narration made Lin Heng fall into a daze for a long time.

"So now, do you still want to go up to find them?" Black Rakshasa said calmly.

Lin Heng looked at the sky and took a deep breath.

"want!"

Black Rakshasa couldn't help laughing: "You are really stubborn..."

Lin Heng did not argue.

He really wanted to find Baiya Mountain.

But at the same time, he must also ascend.

His cultivation level is different from others. If he wants to break through the heavenly realm, he must go to the upper realm!

"It's okay, it's okay."

The Black Rakshasa stood up slowly and stretched his waist. Countless lice rolled off his body like a pile of boulders.

He said: "I'll guarantee your ascension. Give me the things, and help me bring something up and give it to someone."

"Who?"

Black Rakshasa paused for a moment, his eyes a little complicated and said:

"My sister, Princess Iron Fan of the ancient Rakshasa Kingdom."

"Who?" Lin Heng's eyes widened and he couldn't help blurting out: "Red Boy's mother, Princess Iron Fan?"

Black Rakshasa was stunned for a moment, his eyes were startled and he said:

"How do you know my sister?"

Lin Heng's face changed slightly and he explained casually:

"The Taoist sages used secret methods to send messages to the lower realms and mentioned the journey to the West."

"Journey to the West!"

When the Black Rakshasa heard these two words, his face instantly darkened, and he clenched his fists tightly.

Terrible pressure.

The resentful souls and ghosts sinking in the water of Huangquan were so frightened that they suppressed their howls and screams.

Lin Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was not too surprised by the Black Rakshasa's reaction.

Since he is the royal brother of Princess Iron Fan, it is natural for him to be angry about Journey to the West.

after all.

During the journey to the west.

The husband of Princess Iron Fan, the Great Holy Ox Demon King of Pingtian, was arrested in heaven.

And her only son Honghaier also became the son of a Buddhist Bodhisattva.

No matter what outsiders say, how lucky this is.

For Princess Iron Fan, it is extremely painful to think about.

Put it this way.

Black Rakshasa is also Red Boy’s uncle!

He was originally harmed by Buddhism and fell into the netherworld of the underworld, and now his nephew has become a Buddhist boy.

The hatred in his heart can be imagined.

"What do you want Pindao to bring?"

Lin Heng asked.

Black Rakshasa silently took out a carefully folded handkerchief, and Lin Heng could see the bloody writing inside.

"Nothing, just a letter from home."

Black Rakshasa didn't hide anything and handed the folded handkerchief into Lin Heng's hand.

Lin Heng didn't pry, he just put it away silently, and then looked at the sky.

His eyes burst into light.

Boom.

The sky is shattered and a cave appears.

In an instant, there were Fengdu City, Wansi City, and various ghost palaces.

They all cast a sinister look.

　The fourth update is here, and I still owe two chapters. I will make up for it, but it mainly depends on the status. Our interest may not be strong, but the debt will still be repaid.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)