I want to embrace the moon for nine days

Bianliang, the capital of the Song Dynasty, is also called Kaifeng.

During the time when all places were forced to work together to build the Five Thunder Iron Tower, Bao Zheng had already returned to Kaifeng.

He was the prefect of Kaifeng. Although he was sent as an envoy to the Liao Kingdom and inspected the southeast, and encountered the rebellions of two princes related to Nanjing and Xiangyang one after another, he was busy for a long time, but he could not give up his main job in Kaifeng.

During the time since he returned to Kaifeng, he has been dealing with the backlog of files.

Requiring princes, nobles, civil and military officials to take as many photos and upload them as possible was not a mandatory order for Bao Zheng and others who had a lot of important matters to deal with.

But unexpectedly, Bao Zheng liked the Taiyi Token very much. He was especially happy after learning about the shooting and uploading function of the Taiyi Token.

He had asked Gongsun Ce to film every case in court over the past few days with a token, and then attached the relevant evidence and the laws involved in the annotations of each video.

There are many people in the world who dare not break the law, but few who know the law. This is a pity and is not conducive to improving the law.

No matter what other uses this Taiyi token has, at least in Bao Zheng's view, it can be used to educate the world and correct laws.

If you don’t know a word, you can let the token read it out directly, but if you want to leave a comment, you must recognize the word yourself.

This one thing alone will bring about tremendous changes to the world over time.

Unfortunately, the video of today’s case-solving is destined to not be uploaded.

The case was halfway through the trial. The criminal's guilt had just been confirmed, but had not yet been signed or sentenced. Suddenly, every household in the city, every door and window, every floor, every bridge and every flowing water, all became restless.

Before the red warning light from the Taiyi token went out, something unexpected happened in the court.

The prisoner, who was full of resentment, was originally a wealthy businessman. Suddenly, his cheeks twitched and he burst into tears. The grown man cried out sadly: "My man..."

After uttering a few unclear words and without making any conscious effort, he ran headfirst into the courtroom and died.

Zhan Zhao was concentrating all his energy on subduing the demon at that time, and his energy was radiating into the depths of the earth.

Bao Zheng and Gongsun Ce were releasing their telekinesis to investigate the situation in the city.

Due to a moment of negligence, no one stopped the criminal.

This is also because this prisoner deserves to be killed.

The victims were also in court. More than a dozen families were left with only orphans and widows.

One of the women suddenly seemed to collapse and wanted to ram her head against the pillar. Gongsun Ce quickly raised his hand and pointed, chanting some words to comfort her soul, and the overly sad woman fell into a deep sleep.

However, from this contact of telekinesis, Gongsun Ce felt that the sad emotions that were fed back were very chaotic, and did not seem like the emotions that a single woman could have.

There was another woman who suddenly burst into tears, kicked her legs and kept calling out "Mother".

A five-year-old girl nearby hurriedly hugged her and shouted, "Don't cry, Xiaolan, mother is here, mother is here."

Zhan Zhao was surprised and said: "Their souls..."

"Their souls are still well within their bodies."

A crescent moon flashed on Bao Zheng's forehead, and he could clearly see that the souls of these people were still in their bodies, each in their respective positions. However, compared to the normal sluggishness of ordinary people's souls, their souls now seemed a little... too flexible.

If the soul of a normal person is in the body, it is like a piece of tender tofu. It will tremble and shake due to contact with the outside world, and will be damaged if it encounters something too frightening and distressing.

Now, the souls of these people have become like thick noodle soup, which is, in a sense, much more agile than tofu.

And what's strange is that after the little girl regained consciousness as a mother, she didn't seem to feel anything unusual about the incident when she went to comfort the crying woman.

The person she wanted to comfort was a grown woman, but when she hugged her, the way her palms were clenched showed that she was still treating the person in front of her as a little girl.

To the extent that her hand touched someone when it was halfway open. She seemed to be stunned for a moment, but still tried to pick up the adult opposite her in her arms.

Gongsun Ce looked at this scene, with many guesses in his mind and his brows furrowed.

The five ghosts he released were already patrolling the city, saying, "This situation is beginning to occur in many places in the city."

"The souls should be in their own bodies, but it looks like their souls have been randomly replaced."

In court, the mother and daughter whose consciousness was reversed were considered good.

If it was the strong man who was carrying heavy objects and climbing the ladder to repair the house, his consciousness suddenly turned into that of a baby.

If it was a woman who was already old, she would have the consciousness of a man doing juggling moves.

And they themselves have not discovered the current condition of their bodies, so there is no telling how many tragedies will result.

The five ghosts released by Gongsun Ce had dealt with many similar incidents along the way while patrolling the city, and there was no better way to deal with them, so they could only let these people fall asleep temporarily in a safe place.

Zhan Zhao then said: "I have found the location with the heaviest demonic nature."

The scope of the demonic restlessness encompassed the entire city of Bianjing. The place where the demonic energy was the strongest and sword shadows gradually formed was not the most prosperous palace in Bianjing City, which was guarded by the most soldiers.

But, it was the Sky Prison in Bianjing City.

The faint sword shadow was just above the Sky Prison, with the tip of the sword pointing to the sky, gradually growing out.

Everyone from Kaifeng Prefecture was flying in the air, and when they rushed over, they found that someone had already arrived there.

The Eighth Wise King stood outside the Heavenly Prison with his sleeves gathered up with his hands. His expression was stiff and dull, his eyes were struggling and sometimes confused, not as clear-headed and wise as usual.

The carriage frame of the Eighth Sage Prince's Palace was not far away. He must have been out for a stroll in the carriage when the incident happened. It was very close to the Heavenly Prison, so he came here to check first.

As soon as everyone in Kaifeng Prefecture arrived, a street vendor suddenly said, "Bao..."

The clerk at the door of the rouge shop looked up and shouted, "Save...

The proprietress in the teahouse, the old man selling soup noodles, the child playing in the mud in the corner, and a corpse in the funeral procession at the end of the street all stood up and said one word each, which formed four words.

"Don't. Do. It!"

Everyone in Kaifeng Prefecture was shocked.

Bao Zheng glanced around and said, "Are you... the prince?"

All those who spoke were the Eight Wise Kings.

The Eighth Wise King was the only one standing there, and it was hard to tell what kind of consciousness was controlling him.

From all directions on the street, various voices were heard, and words were pieced together to form sentences.

"It was me. I noticed that the sword shadow was affecting the minds of the people around me, so I tried to suppress it. Unexpectedly, as soon as I touched it, my consciousness suddenly flowed away from the Pure Land!"

“And from all directions, I don’t know how many perspectives flowed into my pure land.”

"There may be tens of thousands of consciousnesses in my body right now, but there is only one soul that belongs to me. The situation is very strange."

The sounds around paused slightly and then continued.

“But I can feel that this is just the beginning. If it continues, then it won’t just be the consciousness that is flowing, but the three souls and seven spirits of everyone will really flow inexplicably.”

“Everyone’s body is the river, and all souls, thoughts, and perspectives are the water flow.”

"The ocean is surging, and there is no longer any boundary between the drops of water, and no longer any fixed pattern."

Although the Song Dynasty was not established for a long time, the amount of pure land accumulated by its own family and civil and military officials was extremely small.

However, Zhao Kuangyin had conquered several pure lands from various countries during his conquests. The current emperor and Empress Dowager Liu are both people who can inherit the pure lands.

Empress Dowager Liu is also in charge of the Zhao Song royal family's greatest treasure, the Fiery Pearl Flag. If they were all rushed here, they would also be a considerable fighting force.

However, among this group of people, the one who has the greatest control over his own pure land is the Eight Wise Kings.

His Pure Land was originally the Pure Land of the King of Later Shu. After it came into his possession, he re-refined it with his own strength and turned it into the Pure Land of the Wise King.

The degree to which this Pure Land fits him is no different from if he had cultivated a Pure Land from scratch.

Since even he was suppressed like this, it would be better for the others not to come. It would be better for them to disperse in the city, operate the Pure Land, and cast spells to maintain the overall situation.

Zhan Zhao grasped the hilt of the sword: "Let me try."

The Pure Land Immortal's mental cultivation is originally disconnected from his physical cultivation.

But the martial arts of subduing demons are different.

Zhan Zhao prepared to gather his thoughts and rely purely on the vital energy of heaven and earth, transforming it into sword energy, to see if he could hinder the sword shadow above the Heavenly Prison.

At this moment, information suddenly flashed on the Taiyi tokens of several of them.

The message about the Seven Swords of Doom that Su Hanshan sent to the group was also read by them.

"Seven swords of doom, three hearts and four elements."

"Then, the symptoms of this sword should correspond to the Gongbu in the Three Heart Swords, representing the greedy expansion of the heart."

Zhan Zhao tightened his grip on the sword, but still did not draw it. He whispered, "Just now, I almost hurt so many innocent people by mistake."

Gongbu means to announce.

There is nothing wrong with people making their private thoughts public in the hope that everyone can be touched and resonate with their views.

But Gongbu's magical power directly affects many people, allowing everyone's consciousness and perspective to begin to flow.

This way you can naturally let others feel your feelings.

However, the distance between people's hearts is actually a kind of protection.

When this protective wall begins to be drilled, penetrated, and completely collapsed, and people's hearts can blend with each other, everyone is no longer the same person they originally were.

As long as the magical power of the Gongbu Sword is developed for a period of time, it can link the attacking hostility towards him to the consciousness of the surrounding creatures and complete the exchange.

It is also possible to mobilize the soul power of surrounding creatures that have begun to flow, and use it to defend against attacks from vital energy.

After a period of time, a huge monster made up of numerous souls will form around this magic sword.

In Xiahou's memory, when the Demon Swordsman was at the peak of his powers, he was surrounded by nearly a thousand soul-stitched monsters as big as mountains.

Every stitched monster has countless hands and feet, human faces, babies, goblins, monsters, and demons.

Yes, at its peak, any intelligent creature would sew anything into it.

At that time, the people in small towns did not even have to wait until they were affected by the supernatural power. Just by seeing such a scene, their minds suffered an incomprehensible shock and went crazy.

The people in Kaifeng Prefecture had never seen Gongbu reach the pinnacle, but they had already felt the pressure deeply.

If the Pure Land Immortal attacks Gongbu, he will be restrained.

When Lu Xingxian attacked Gongbu, it was equivalent to bombarding the soul power of the people around him.

Unless one has truly cultivated a primordial spirit, with mental power strong enough to penetrate the microscopic world and tamper with matter, and set up an isolation circle around to block internal and external interference, it would be possible to effectively hinder Gongbu.

But the work cloth will also move.

The attack of a powerful soul is equivalent to wasting a part more than Gongbu each time to create an isolation field.

In order to ensure the advantage, perhaps only someone like Holy Mother Wu Ling or Jin Chang who is proficient in the way of the void, or Su Hanshan himself, can do it.

As for guaranteeing that it can be suppressed, no one can guarantee that.

The Demon Sword Gongbu, the leader of the Seven Swords.

"I see that sword, it seems that it has not yet fully manifested. Anyone who has cultivated to the second level of martial arts or above, as long as they don't get close to this side and attack it directly, should not be affected."

Gongsun Ce said, "The only solution now is to use the Taiyi token to call on all those who have not been affected to take the affected people around them and escape together."

"The farther away from that sword the better."

Zhan Zhao shook his head and said, "It only took a short time for the demonic nature to become restless and for the sword shadow to appear. Even if the sword doesn't move now, it will probably move soon. No one can escape."

Gongsun Ce sighed, "This is really helpless. The longer we can delay, the better. Once the projection of the meridians in the underworld is completed, Mr. Hanshan and the others will be able to rush over. Maybe this little bit of time is really enough."

Zhan Zhao suddenly asked, "Mr. Gongsun's Five Ghosts Sky Net, the most powerful killing move, is it to create five underworld whirlpools, forcibly swallow the souls of others into the underworld, and use the underworld environment to decompose the enemy?"

Gongsun Ce said: "If I use this trick on it, it may not be effective."

"The demon-subduing martial arts can have a great attraction to the demonic nature, and the underworld will also have a great attraction to the soul of Lu Xingxian."

Before Zhan Zhao could finish his words, the vital energy around him suddenly dissipated, and instead he absorbed the evil nature, and after swallowing it into his body, he was not in a hurry to subdue it.

Years of tacit understanding have made Gongsun Ce and Bao Zheng understand his ideas.

No need for vitality, sword intent, or attack, but instead using suction and the demonic body to try to pull the cloth.

Then he would reappear in the world with his soul and cooperate with Gongsun Ce's methods to see if he could suck this magic sword into the underworld.

Even though this process might drag away a lot of soul power into the underworld, it is better than leaving it alone.

"I'm afraid this plan has little chance of success."

Bao Zheng spoke slowly, "Let me go and give it a try first. If I fail, as a last resort, I will ask Guard Zhan to try this method."

Everyone in Kaifeng Prefecture cried out in surprise: "Sir!"

Although Bao Zheng cultivated the supernatural power of the Crescent Sky Eye, he was good at observing the souls of all people and could even pick up the thoughts of the recently dead in the underworld to solve cases.

In his hands, he developed the Wenqu Pure Land to greater uses, dividing many Bao Zheng projections within the Pure Land and handling tens of thousands of files at the same time. His ideas were clear and everything was well organized. The order of the Pure Land was clearer than that of his predecessors.

But, he was never good at fighting.

Everyone in Kaifeng Prefecture had a consensus that if a sword fight really came to a head, it was likely that even Bao, the Pure Land Immortal, might not be able to defeat a skilled warrior of the third realm.

"No need to say more, I have made up my mind."

Bao Zheng turned his head slightly, as if he wanted to look back at everyone again, but he did not really turn around. He just paused slightly, then walked forward with his head held high.

Zhan Zhao and Gongsun Ce both stared at his back but did not follow him.

In this situation, there is no room for much hesitation.

Bao Zheng has his own intentions, and Zhan Zhao and Gongsun Ce must stay here for the final plan which has a low chance of success.

Many of the Eight Wise Kings on both sides of the street opened their mouths, but not a word came out.

Everyone just watched Bao Zheng walk over and enter the Sky Prison.

The souls of the prisoners and bailiffs in prison have been circulating and replaced randomly.

And their consciousness was still not in the same place as their soul, which added another layer of confusion to the extent of the disorder.

Bao Zheng walked between the prison bars, stepping on the wet straw on the ground, with his face raised and his eyes looking upward.

"Your soul and consciousness don't seem to be so easy to take away."

The voice was vague and mysterious, and seemed to be the voices of many people overlapping each other, echoing in the sky prison, gently commenting on Bao Zheng.

"He is indeed an outstanding person. No wonder he has left a deep impression on so many people."

"But what's the point of you coming here?"

Bao Zheng agreed: "I want to take a closer look, to see you and the things that were first influenced by you."

"See me clearly? Haha, I really like this kind of arrogance of the human race."

The Demon Sword's tone was calm, but the overlapping and swaying voice was enough to make any tone terrifying.

"I am one side of the human heart. You can also say that in my existence, there is a part of you. If you want to see me clearly, then have you seen yourself clearly first?"

"I see Justice Bao in the hearts of everyone in this city. I believe the weight of these three words in the world is not limited to this city."

"You are not someone who only seeks fame. So what you pursue is to reward the good and punish the evil, to warn the world, and to bring peace to the world?"

Bao Zheng did not answer it and continued to move forward.

The center of the Sky Prison has become the place where nutrients for the magic sword gather. The closer you get to it, the stronger the demonic nature becomes. And these demonic natures will evolve into more phenomena according to Gongbu's magical powers.

In the city of Bianjing, all consciousnesses that had been affected by Gongbu's observations were reflected and intertwined in these evil spirits.

As Bao Zheng walked, he could no longer see the prison scene around him, but only infinite light spots. Each seemingly ordinary light spot would expand at an unpredictable time, revealing many similar yet different scenes inside.

There are numerous different perspectives that continuously flow into Bao Zheng's mind, and continue to accumulate in the unit of "ten thousand".

The sheer number leaves no doubt that it will be possible to eventually gather all the population perspectives of the city of Bianliang.

"To understand the bad criminals, we can better punish them. What better opportunity could there be than the one I'm offering?"

The magic sword's voice was vague, "People who have never committed a crime are actually all potential criminals. If you want them to never go down that path, you must have a deeper understanding of them. And I have opened such a door for you."

“Only by blending with all of this can you understand what it means to be human, and create perfect laws to guide the world toward what you want.”

"Only after such an experience of fusion can you see me clearly."

The Demon Sword Gongbu represents the phenomenon that people's hearts desire resonance and integration.

If we cannot survive the baptism of the blending of human hearts, it will naturally be impossible to observe what kind of means can induce such a phenomenon at the core.

This is the right path.

However, Gongbu has never been afraid of others exploring its core.

Because this exploration of the hearts of others is already in line with the connotation of its innate magical power.

Anyone who does this to it has fallen into its power.

If you don’t understand it, you cannot break its magical power. If you understand it, you have already fallen into its magical power.

"That rare Phoenix was also ridiculed by the madman of Chu; that unique Kirin was also hurt by the people of Lu."

"How can a phoenix be less intelligent because of being criticized, and how can a unicorn be less kind because of being injured? So if it can be cut and rolled up, who can be a divine weapon; if it can be burned and changed, who can be a hero?"

"It is better to die with a voice than to live in silence."

The magic sword chuckled: "You compare yourself to the phoenix and the unicorn. Do you want to be so noble that you don't want to blend with the mortal world?"

Bao Zheng said calmly: "Wrong, this is Mr. Fan's article."

Back then, Fan Zhongyan wrote a letter to the emperor to plead for the people, calling for the elimination of redundant officials, the reduction of official posts, and the control of the powerful. He almost offended everyone in the court.

Even his good friend Mei Yaochen was frightened by his actions and worried about him. He wrote an article to advise him to protect himself.

Fan Zhongyan gave him a poem "Lingwu Fu" in return to express his feelings.

This passage means that even rare mythical beasts like the phoenix and the unicorn, which have noble character, are auspicious signs and are taciturn, will be ridiculed and slandered for no reason.

But the Phoenix and the Qilin will not lose their spirituality because of such attacks.

If it surrenders and becomes soft once being cut by other weapons or burned, how can it be considered a magic weapon or magic jade?

He would rather die with his voice, but live without silence.

"Bao Zheng could neither make the cry of a phoenix nor the seal of a unicorn. He had no brilliant insights beyond those of the court. He only had a simple and honest heart and a shallow understanding of the law code."

Bao Zheng said in a deep voice, "There should be laws in the world, and this law should at least make..."

"Those who sing need not die, and those who live need not remain silent."

Survival and expression should never be in opposition.

If all the people in the world were just little insects in the grass.

So, all Bao Zheng wanted was the right to let them sing.

However, since Bao Zheng's original intention was to allow people all over the world to have the right to express themselves.

How can I force my way into their hearts and spy on everything about them?
Bao Zheng remained sincere and ignored the perspectives that were forced upon him, and continued walking.

He did not respond to anything the Demon Sword said, until he reached a place where the demonic energy was strong and blocked his steps. He suddenly mobilized his spiritual power, and his eyes and the crescent mark on his forehead shone together, shining over.

It was just as the Eighth Wise Kings had said.

With this collision, Bao Zheng's thoughts were dispersed and displaced.

However, the next moment, the scattered thoughts all attacked the Demon Sword Gongbu again.

Every thought of a person is composed of multiple different ideas.

For example, if you want to deal with the magic sword, you should first think about the harm caused by the magic sword, think about your own position, and finally come to a conclusion based on your own moral values.

After the thoughts are dispersed and replaced, it stands to reason that the idea will be automatically divided. When each part of the thought encounters the perspective of other people's thoughts, the prying side of human nature will be spontaneously touched and generate new miscellaneous thoughts.

The miscellaneous thoughts accumulated in this way will increase again and again. Even if one is a Pure Land Immortal, he will eventually become too powerful to control his own mental power and will passively become a part of the soul power that the Demon Swordsman can mobilize.

Therefore, the Demon Sword Gongbu was not in a hurry to kill people, and regarded all the living beings in the entire city of Bianjing as his potential power.

Only after becoming so strong can we besiege and kill those powerful soul masters.

However, Bao Zheng had no distracting thoughts. He closed himself off and did not try to pry into anyone's privacy.

All his thoughts were still focused on the idea of ​​attacking the Demon Sword, and he rushed back.

The magic sword was slightly surprised and replaced him again.

The next moment, Bao Zheng's thoughts rushed back again.

The light of thought is like millions of water drops, going and coming back, going and coming back, going and coming back.

It only took a few breaths for the Demon Sword to go from surprise to annoyance and finally to anger. During these few breaths, Bao Zheng had already charged too many times.

It turns out that what this guy said before was not just pretense.

How is it possible that he can really control his instinct to pry into other people's privacy?

Although it sounds unpleasant to pry into privacy, if you look deeper, it is actually human's desire for knowledge, which has been the driving force for human progress since ancient times. It has even overwhelmed human's desire for survival countless times. It can be said to be the strongest innate nature.

It is impossible that Bao Zheng had no desire for knowledge, so this only proves that he was forcibly restraining himself.

Use so-called respect, the so-called pursuit of allowing all beings to be self-satisfied, and the original mind cultivated through acquired morality to restrain one's innate nature.

It is simply the opposite of Tiangang!

Demon Sword Gongbu had never seen such a person in his life on earth, but he had never seen such a person in the fourth realm of human beings.

It became angry and wanted to see how far Bao Zheng could go.

The water drops scatter and gather, gather and scatter again, and I don’t know how many times this has been repeated.

The magic swordsman Gongbu suddenly felt something was wrong.

Its control over the creatures in the city was originally constantly deepening. It used this control to distort the environmental demonic energy within a radius of 100 miles, gather demonic nature, and accelerate its growth.

But now, this growth rate is slowing down.

The thoughts and perspectives that it used as auxiliary tools were becoming dull, and a faint voice of resistance could be heard.

"I, I want to go back, I don't want to see anyone else." "I don't want to see anyone else, I want myself." "Mr. Bao is right, you are possessed by a demon..." "It's a demonic barrier!"

“Demon barrier!” “Demon barrier!” “Demon barrier!”

Bao Zheng did not spy on others, but in every exchange, he had expressed his feelings to others.

Don't follow the power of the outside world and spy on things that don't belong to you. In fact, the power of the outside world is not strong enough to distort the area within a hundred miles in one fell swoop.

It is only because you accepted that excuse and went with the flow that you encouraged its arrogance and will eventually harm you.

This excuse is the devil, and this heart is the devil.

People cannot eliminate their nature, but they should conquer it!

Every time the magic sword dispersed and replaced him, in an effort to arouse his nature, it would cast him into different perspectives of consciousness.

After so many times, Mojian himself couldn't figure out how many perspectives he had experienced.

When these perspectives all have a tendency to resist and disperse, the most concentrated central demonic energy also tends to fade slightly.

The trajectory of the power hidden in the Gongbu Sword is vaguely revealed.

Seeing the criminal clearly and arresting him is not just about empathizing with the criminal and trying to understand him.

The best way is to mobilize the masses, so that those people who have never broken the law and hate breaking the law can invisibly isolate and highlight the criminals.

"So that's what you were thinking!"

The magic sword moved suddenly, and when the water droplets gathered on Bao Zheng again, the sword shadow came crashing down and pierced Bao Zheng's heart.

"Unfortunately, you are still too weak."

"At worst, you will lose your Pure Land Immortal cultivation, but Bianjing will still be under my control."

Bao Zheng opened his eyes wide, looked down at the sword that pierced him, and blood flowed from his mouth.

It's time for this, Guard Zhan, Mr. Gongsun...

Zhan Zhao and Gongsun Ce did not disappoint his hopes, and the two figures had already rushed into the Heavenly Prison.

"Is that the extent? This is ridiculous and too slow!"

The magic sword Gongbu shook violently, shattering Bao Zheng's body.

The magical powers of the Three Heart Swords are strange, but they rely on more than just magical powers.

The three innate magical powers are all to strengthen one's basic combat power.

The current Demon Sword Gongbu, even without the help of magical powers, is close to the full combat power of the Yuanshen.

In the eyes of Mo Jian, the actions of Zhan Zhao and Gongsun Ce were nothing more than a desperate struggle, seeking a slim chance.

Gongsun Ce's Five Ghosts Whirlpool was suppressed by the momentum of the magic sword and closed on the spot.

When Zhan Zhao saw Bao Zheng explode into a bloody mist, his eyes turned red and he shouted angrily, breaking free from the pressure of the magic sword. The sword in his hand became extremely heavy, and the sky light, sun shadows, and earth's magnetic field within a radius of ten miles were slightly shifted.

The enormous power of the South Sky gathered on this sword.

Boom! ! !
The magic sword failed to defeat Zhan Zhao with one strike, but only pushed him back, and the shadow of the magic sword also trembled slightly.

"It's actually the Sword of Time? If you were given another year or two, you would be a formidable opponent!"

The magic sword roared, and the divine power on the sword grew strangely, as if thousands of sword powers from different perspectives converged on it.

"But I have killed more than ten thousand geniuses and prodigies. Bao Zheng and Zhan Zhao are both lucky to be among them."

The voice of the Demon Swordsman Gongbu was still gentle. During the period of great demonic calamity in the world, geniuses emerged one after another.

But without a grown-up genius, it is nothing.

Since their current realm is lower than mine, they have no chance of turning the tables.

Zhan Zhao was bleeding from all seven of his orifices. He supported himself on the ground with his sword and tried to attack again. However, he knew very well that the attack from the magic sword was much faster than his own, and it was too late for him to even stop it.

The sword shadow flew across the sky, breaking through the layers of fluctuations formed by space, instantly shattering the entire sky prison into sand, and stabbed straight forward at an extremely fast speed.

But at the moment when the sky prison was shattered and the environment inside the prison was connected with the outside world.

A hand seemed to reach out from the boundary of light and darkness, the differentiation of yin and yang, and grasp the magic sword.

The hand suddenly solidified, the palm lines remained the same, the nails were red, but the skin was a little dark, from the wrist to the sleeves, robe, shoulders, back, and neck.

Until that face completely reappeared, its face was as black as charcoal, and the crescent moon on its forehead was shining brightly.

The magic sword was stunned and restrained by this force.

"Bao Zheng?! How could you…"

"It seems that what I thought was right."

Only Bao Zheng himself knew that after the battle of souls in the remnants of Daba Mountain and the beheading of the Styx Grandma.

Bao Zheng was clearly not on the battlefield, but he felt that there were many more things in his mind.

But he couldn't see the true appearance of those things. It seemed that only by thoroughly cultivating a certain kind of mentality within himself could he break through the maze and control those things.

He walked towards the Heavenly Prison alone. It was a helpless choice, but also a desire to confirm his true feelings.

The repeated torture and the final sword strike by the magic swordsman Gongbu have proved that Bao Zheng's cultivated character has surpassed his opponent.

At the moment when Bao Zheng's body was shattered and even his soul was shattered by the power of the sword, he completely controlled the things in his mind, which were the relics of his previous life.

It is a lotus of reincarnation, and most of the insights belonging to the Ghost King Zhong Kui!
In this world without reincarnation, what the Ghost King and the Samsara Lotus jointly created is not true reincarnation, but rather a kind of inheritance.

However, this unique way of inheritance is no less than the legend that even Bodhisattvas need to practice again to break the mystery in the womb.

With such difficulties, there will be immense rewards.

When Bao Zheng broke the mystery of past and present lives, in just a blink of an eye, he had already cultivated the power of inheritance.

"Those who sing need not die, and those who live need not remain silent."

Bao Zheng's figure enlarged on the spot, ten feet, one hundred feet, two hundred feet, three hundred feet.

The shadow, which reached a height of three hundred feet, pushed the low-lying clouds upwards.

The black clouds dispersed, the white clouds dissolved, the sky became bright and clear, and everyone in the city could see the figure.

"How can the expression of what people all over the world desire be distorted by you evil demons!"

Bao Zheng took back Zhong Kui's power, but he used it based on his understanding of this life.

His voice spread throughout the city, the power of the law spread out, and order protected everyone, allowing their souls and consciousness to return to their rightful places and let everyone feel at peace.

Zhan Zhao, Gongsun Ce, the Eight Wise Kings, everyone looked up in surprise and joy.

The magic sword Gongbu was held in the palm of Bao Zheng's phantom, and it seemed to make many sounds, but none of them could be transmitted. Only the vague sound of the sword was heard.

The sword trembled and struggled, but was unable to break free.

Bao Zheng clenched his hands tightly and looked around the world, as if he could distinguish the breath from far away.

At this moment, the rebellion in Daming Prefecture had also been suppressed.

Without the Taiyi Token, Bao Zheng's thoughts had already encompassed the Five Thunder Iron Tower in Bianjing City, sending out messages and notifying of changes.

The next moment, Bao Zheng stepped into the underworld.

He had just regained the power from his previous life. After suppressing one demon sword in the world of the living, it was difficult for him to have enough strength to suppress a second one.

However, he is a ghost. If he is in the environment of the underworld, then while he is suppressing Gongbu, he still has the energy to do other things.

Su Hanshan sat in front of the door of the spiritual platform, with surprise in his eyes, watching the huge shadow descending from the sky.

He directly sent out the four-petal lotus in his hand, which combined with the lotus that floated out from Bao Zheng's forehead.

The Samsara Lotus was finally complete and magnified hundreds of times on the spot.

Bao Zheng held the magic sword in one hand and the lotus in the other, then turned around and sat cross-legged in front of the door of the Lingtai.

Although Zhong Kui only had one piece of Samsara Lotus at the beginning, he had been in control of it for hundreds of years and his understanding of it was much deeper than Su Hanshan's.

It would be absolutely no problem for Bao Zheng to temporarily take over the task of regulating the trend of Lingtai.

"Master Bao, I'll leave this to you."

Su Hanshan's real body was already impatient. Without waiting for a reply, it transformed into a five-colored divine light and pierced through the sky of the underworld.

"Magic sword, right? It brings doomsday, right? Let me see what you like?!" (End of this chapter)