Earth Immortal Righteous Path

Chapter 316

"Why do immortals embarrass these mortals? Actually, I know everything about the Ding family."

"I can explain it."

The figure took a few steps forward, out of the shade of the tree, and its appearance could be seen under the moonlight.

I saw him with a square face and dignified steps, wearing a python robe and a jade belt around his waist. The most conspicuous thing was the red and black magic pattern on his forehead.

"Master! You came just in time!"

"This monster wants to assassinate the lonely king, the national teacher, hurry up and save him! The lonely king must give the national treasury to the national teacher to make alchemy and medicine..."

The king's face changed again, and he tried to squeeze out a little smile, but unfortunately, there were no two masters present.

"At first, I thought that the national teacher here was a heretic, but I didn't think he was a member of the Shinto... It seems that I, Ding, really have a conflict with the Shinto, and I can meet him everywhere!"

It seemed to be ridiculed, but also sighed, Ding Lingwei didn't make a move on the spot, but everything around him, including the king who was hollowed out by wine and tortured by erysipelas, disappeared.

The surrounding world is still the same world, but the extra color is lost, as if it is a black and white photo, only black and white are left in the world.

"It's not that immortals are at odds with Shinto, it's that immortals can't get sand in their eyes."

The national teacher looked like a 30-year-old man, and he was not in a hurry, so he chatted with Ding Lingwei as if he were friends.

"Sometimes, if you take a step back, the sea and the sky are brighter, and the immortals are all people who are going to ascend, so why bother to get angry with those juniors?"

"Which temple has no ghosts who died unjustly? Can the immortals go there one by one to redress their grievances? It's not worth it."

The national teacher shook his head, as if he didn't understand Ding Lingwei's actions.

Ding Lingwei just sneered, watching him talking to himself.

The whiteness of the sky and the earth gradually disappeared, leaving only patches of gray, and the surrounding scenery began to blur.

Here, it is no longer the human world.

While talking, the two have already escaped into the space between reality and reality, and temporarily opened up such a shelter at the junction of Yin and Yang, using it as a chessboard to fight.

At this point, when they compete with each other, there is no big scene, and everything is in the field that ordinary people cannot easily set foot in.

This temporarily opened spiritual domain does not have the restrictions of the human world, and can better accommodate the power of the two.

"If the Immortal has any conditions, you can bring them up. We are not children anymore. Let alone the Immortal, you are really old-fashioned and warm-hearted, and you specialize in fighting injustice. I won't believe it."

The national teacher finally spoke again.

The pressure he faced was greater than he had imagined, and the dharma pattern on his forehead had begun to flash a little, which was caused by the fact that he had harnessed an external force that exceeded his own ability, which made it impossible to draw it in smoothly.

He had to speak first, even though it meant showing weakness.

"I have been away from home for thousands of years. When I came back, I found that Lao Ding's family had died...I need an explanation first."

Ding Lingwei was still calm and composed.

The land on the opposite side is not yet his opponent.

A gust of fresh air emerged from the void for no reason, spiraled upwards, and turned into a white crane, striding forward slowly.

The national teacher couldn't stand it any longer, dharma patterns appeared all over his body, and gradually a red and black divine light lit up, and he didn't even have the time to speak.

This spiritual realm was crumbling, it was just that Ding Lingwei let out a little bit of immortal energy that he had cultivated, and it turned into this white crane, as if there was a heavy mountain pressing on his chest.

bang bang bang...

In fact, there is no sound here, because this is the junction between the Yin and Yang worlds. Both of them are fighting between the virtual and the real with the real body, but it seems so inconspicuous on the surface.

Ding Lingwei pushed down another feather, and blew carefully.

Of course, it's not really a blow, it's just a metaphor.

Between the virtual and the real, the formless and phaseless Qing Qi Dharma phase was lightly separated a little, and pressed on a small bubble that shone with red and black light.

Then, it disappeared silently, the bubble couldn't hold the pressure and was crushed...

In the spiritual domain, the national teacher fell with his head up, as if there was a sound of glass breaking. The beads scattered all over the ground in his dharma body were crystal clear with a strange luster.

"Glass body, precious light body, this can already show the holiness in the yang world, it is not easy to cultivate the ghost body, why bother to seek death in front of someone?"

Talking sarcasticly, this immortal has no sense of immortality at all. With a stretch of his sleeves, he put away the irregular colored glaze beads on the ground.

"When I didn't know, it was you who jumped up and down to stir up the trouble? I didn't go to recruit you, but you did!"

After carefully cleaning the battlefield, the immortal left here and sank into the depths of the Netherworld.

Netherland, Daliao Ghost Country, Blessed Land Plain.

Here, there are bright lights, palaces in groups, fountains gushing from the ground, and bursts of music.

The rulers of the Liao Kingdom of all dynasties sat down one by one, and a banquet was being held.

None of them were strangers, and most of them wore various magic marks on their bodies, surging with divine light and arrogance.

In Netherland, the power comparison between ghosts and gods is very direct and rough, and you only need to look at the strength of the spiritual pressure on the other party to roughly see it.

If the divine power is weak, the flame will be short, and if the divine power is strong, the natural flame will be long. For example, the founder of the Liao Kingdom, the divine light on his body is thick, forming a halo faintly behind his back, covering a radius of more than ten feet. .

In addition, the kings sitting on the front seats are not short of divine light, at least three feet.

Then there are different lengths, depending on the merits of life, there are more or less.

A few well-known fatuous lords have only a thin layer of white light on their bodies, and they are not even as long as a vellus hair.

They didn't even have the qualifications to sit in the seats, so they had to stand awkwardly at the entrance of the hall, and there were running water seats for them alone.

"Daliao has been established for 300 years, and it is not too short to say that Guozuo is not short. Looking through the history books, the lifespan of the dynasties of the past dynasties is only two or three hundred years old, and it can be more than 320 years, which is already a long life."

The founding father of the Liao Kingdom, who was seated at the top, raised his glass.

"Even if the country's destiny is cut off now, it cannot be said to have died young. Why should you be depressed?"

He looked around at the past lords in the palace, most of them were dull, and their faces were not very good-looking.

The changes in the national destiny of the Liao Kingdom, their ancestors in the Netherland Ghost Kingdom, are the most clear.

The yin and yang realms originally interacted with each other, and the changes in qi in the yang world were especially reflected in the nether world.

They were all rulers of the Liao Kingdom during their lifetime, and afterwards, because of the unambiguous dragon spirit, they were transformed into ghosts and gods of the underworld.

In the past few years, the people of the Liao Kingdom in the Yang Dynasty have gradually lost their hearts, and the traitors have stolen the energy of the dragon's veins, which directly led to a great reduction in their large supplies.

Many lords who had no achievements during their lifetime have already felt that they are weakening.

"King Wu, we will be able to enjoy the blessings of yin and yang in peace. If the Liao Kingdom is destroyed, this blessed land will be nothing but a castle in the air. Sooner or later it will decay and be annihilated into dust."

There was a king who left the seat and bowed down, earnestly said:

"I beg King Wu to point out the maze and open up the way to break the situation."

Then, one after another, the lords at the back of the seat left the seat and bowed down one by one, saying in unison:

"Ask Martial King for advice!"

King Wu is actually King Wu of Liao. He was outstanding in martial arts during his lifetime, conquering the territory of the Liao Kingdom in the South and North Wars. His posthumous title was Wu, so he was called Wu Wang.

It was rumored that King Wu had no heir, and passed on the throne to his adopted son. The one who bowed down actually had no blood relationship with him.

King Wu exchanged glances with the few rulers who were still sitting at the table, put down the cup in his hand, and sighed:
"The heaven and the earth have the same power, but the hero is not free when transported... What can I do?"

"Even if you beg me, I can't help it!"

He was still smiling, even though the following people were about to cry.

"Yin and yang are separated, and communication is inconvenient... If we, the god of the underworld, can control the affairs of the yang world, how can it be my Liao country's turn? This world will definitely return to one country forever, and the gods on the ground are not just a dream. "

"For example, the current ruler of the Liao Kingdom has always been foolish. I don't like him. Can I replace him? No! Ordinary ghosts, relying on past achievements, deserve to enjoy the ancestral temple, and get a bit of posthumous glory, but they are not just ghosts."

He stood up calmly and looked into the distance.

This palace is facing the tall beam of light outside, and you can see it from here.

"The so-called ghosts and gods are actually ghosts, but they are lucky enough to get the imperial seal and receive the dragon spirit, so they have supernatural powers. They are called ghosts and gods, and we are like this. Besides, in the countryside, ignorant and stupid women who believe in Lonely ghosts, who have obtained incense and vows for a long time, are like you, known as ghosts and gods."

"This kind of ghosts and gods have no choice but to do their best in the underworld. They dare not easily go to the world of the sun. They will be hurt by the light, the thunder, and the wind. Unless the fragile ghost body is cultivated into a divine body, Shaped like moonlight, colored glaze, or crystal, walking, moving, and lying down like strangers, it is considered to be rid of the Yin quality, and it can be regarded as a real god."

In the distance, a pillar of light stands, connecting the sky and the earth. It is about ten feet tall. Inside the pillar, you can see farmers planting vegetables and harvesting straw, scholars and literati debating endlessly, and soldiers patrolling the frontier... What he wanted to see, he had the authority to see it, relying on his status as the host of Longqi in the past.

"For example, the national teacher who caused chaos in the court is a god of the underworld who has cultivated the divine body!"

"If you want to interfere with the energy of the yang world, someone has to cultivate a similar Dharma body so as not to avoid the energy of the dragon's veins."

"Unfortunately, since I descended into the Netherland, I have been exercising day and night, but I haven't gained anything so far. I think it's either the time is too short or I lack the way to make progress."

"I have no choice but to watch from the sidelines..."

After he finished speaking, there was silence on the field.

Even if they ruled the power in life and used it for themselves, after death, they were just one of the dozen or so princes in the ghost kingdom of the underworld who depended on the dragon's veins, and they couldn't interfere with the affairs of the mortal world.

This kind of feeling of wishing to go back to the past and strangle one's own descendants knowing that the descendants are trying to die is probably only known to those who have died.

Too bad they couldn't do more.

"I once tried to entrust the king of Mengyang, who is the second king, my son."

The lord sitting in the seat below his left nodded, he still remembered this matter.

"At that time, the Liao Kingdom was not yet the Liao Kingdom. When Hao'er succeeded to the throne, it was just a feudal town. There were only three counties under his rule, but only a million soldiers and civilians. At that time, I was only posthumously named Marquis of Wuxiang, and I died only a dozen days ago. At that time, Hao'er was filled with the spirit of millions of soldiers and civilians, the clouds were mighty, and the system was just established. I tried my best to warn him and alert him to the crisis.

"After that, two years later, I went to Yangshi again. Hao'er had already been promoted to Marquis, but this time he couldn't even get close. The lord of the mortals, who belong to all people, has his own willingness to gather, gather the city's cloud energy, and be able to To ward off ghosts and gods, ten thousand laws cannot invade. The so-called dragon energy is domination, as long as the state system is still in place, the people under the rule will naturally have the power of the people's will, and this is one of the sources of the so-called human dragon energy."

"If I want to intervene in the court, unless I find other helpers, such as the Yaozu and Shuizu from the Yang Dynasty, to convey it on my behalf. As long as they are creatures from the Yang Dynasty."

The people below all looked at him with fiery eyes.

It turns out there is such a method.

"In fact, this method is not uncommon. There have been various similar deeds in the past dynasties. Such as collecting books in the belly of a fish, singing a fox at night, ancestral temples and gods, and immortals passing on books. They are all bad tricks. There is only one point. The 300 years since the founding of Daliao, The land was merged, the population is too large, the official system is abolished, and the military equipment is not repaired. Lord, don't ignore it!"

"Several people, you can choose a few candidates from the clan, and we will run the dragon energy in Netherland, and we can still create one or two potential dragons with the luck of pythons. At most, there should be no more than three. Once the dragon veins decline, the burden will be overwhelmed." "Secondly, if you divide the dragon's energy into thin air, you may die prematurely."

After saying this, he sat back on the table and enjoyed the food and wine by himself.

In the land of ghosts, enjoyment is no less than that of the human world, and in the Futian of Dragon Qi, there are all kinds of enjoyment. The so-called enjoyment in the underworld actually refers to this category.

More than a dozen monarchs, each with their own thoughts, raised their glasses and held their chopsticks, but they were unwilling to eat.

Right now, life and death are in front of your eyes, and you can visibly feel the shrinking and lowering of the Dragon Qi Tianzhu every day, how can you not be worried?

After the country is destroyed, although their ghost country will not collapse immediately, but when a new dynasty is established and inherits the mandate of heaven, their past dynasties will be knocked into dust, and they will no longer be as beautiful as they are today.

Where is the ghost country of the former dynasty now?There was nothing but a ruined ruin, a lone old man in plain clothes, guarding the glory of the past, waiting to die.

They have all been there to visit, there is not even a well to drink, the former lord of the country can only wait for the rain from the underworld to quench his thirst, and his life is not as good as that of a commoner in their ghost country. !

In the past, they were watching their own blessings day by day, seeing that the good times were coming to an end, and they were so anxious, but they were helpless, and they would often remind them of the fact that they were dead. This kind of mood, this feeling, is not Living people can understand.

(End of this chapter)