Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 387 Old man Shen: If you don't worship me as foster father
"Get back!"

The indescribably magnificent sound broke through the sky and scattered the dark clouds in all directions.

The terrifying sound waves rippled layer by layer, like a boundless turmoil that was tens of thousands of feet high.

Its momentum is huge, it seems to cover the sky and cover the earth, sweeping everything!
Click, click, accompanied by the lingering sound as heavy as a big mountain.

The terrifying aura that was almost condensed into substance suddenly crushed the void and burst into large cracks.

It was as if a piece of white paper was burned through by fire, and a shocking black hole emerged from it.

The ominous aura surged wantonly, as if behind the deep darkness, there stood a supreme existence unimaginable by ordinary people.

Heaven is mighty!

Zhang Qishan, who was lying on the back of the yin-scaled paper snake, trembled, his three souls and seven souls almost collapsed.

Until now, he has not figured out what happened?

The way that can destroy the great demon is the thunder calamity...

The supreme heavenly voice that shakes the underworld...

And the invisible confrontation that can't be seen at all...

These all shocked Zhang Qishan's fragile mind.

He felt it so deeply for the first time.

It is so small in itself!

Like humble ants!
"The sky is falling? Oh, it's too scary! Emperor Fengdu and Lord Chenghuang, please protect the little one!"

The old wooden ghost was so frightened that he showed his original shape, transformed himself into a dying locust tree with dragon claws.

Rooted deeply in the ground, the branches and leaves swayed like a pendulum.

In its thin and monotonous memory, this kind of series of shocking turmoil has never happened in the past thousands of years.

Since the fall of the Yin Division, the Yin World has returned to silence.

Few people set foot on this old land where the past has been buried for several eons.

Not to mention... a great supernatural being who can cause great changes!

Who is it?

To make such a terrible movement!

Could it be the ancient immortal Buddha Rakshasa, the ancient emperors, gods and demons.

Qiqi recovered?
Boom, boom, boom!

The entire underworld is like a small boat, which has been violently shaken by the raging storm.

If it weren't for the Dao of this big world, it would be branded and the foundation would be solid.

Countless mysterious lines intertwine, trying to contain the aftermath without making it spread too far.

All ghosts and ghosts in a radius of three thousand miles will be destroyed physically and mentally.

As for Zhang Qishan and the wooden ghost old man, it was even more inevitable that their three souls and seven souls would be completely shattered.

This is the so-called, when gods fight, mortals suffer.

Put it in the ancient and ancient times.

Also known as,
Damn it!
"Yin Division... has appeared in this world?"

Ji Yuan looked at the majestic royal city looming above the dark sky.

It spreads slowly like a scroll, and it seems to come from the ancient world, standing in the infinite ocean of lightning and thunder.

Boom!

A huge palm that lifted the sky and navigated the sea stretched straight out, as if pushing open the tightly closed gate of the underworld, and pressed it towards the deep void.

Its power is so powerful that it really blocks the sky!

Its vast expanse seems to be able to cover thousands!

It is completely beyond the scope of contemporary martial arts!
It's simply supernatural powers!
The five fingers of the giant palm that covered the sky spread, and the rolling thunderclouds that were as heavy as mountains were torn apart.

The mist of Jieqi Dao raged and emerged, like waves in the ocean.

Blast towards the projection that intends to break through the underworld and sweep away the thunder and calamity!

It seems extremely slow, but in fact it is extremely fast.

Wherever it passes, the void collapses, and the Tao is shattered!

"presumptuous……"

Under the deep and dark pitch-black background, the blurry projection that cannot be flickered gradually became clear, as if the lingering thick fog had dispersed.

The golden cassock encompasses the world, as if the sun, moon and stars are all worn on it.

A series of esoteric scriptures, like dragons and snakes, wrapped around the surface of the body.

An infinite ray of light as high as billions of feet emerges inch by inch from it, illuminating the world in the ten directions.

Just by taking a look at it, there is a sincere feeling of great freedom and great joy.

He originally squeezed into half of his body, but was slapped back abruptly by the huge palm in the city of the underworld.

The golden cassock was rolled up like a sea wave, revealing a frightening real body.

This Buddha is actually formed by the accumulation of countless naked men and women.

Limbs entangled, lips and teeth kissed, yin and yang combined!
Exudes the ultimate joy of Lekong and selflessness all the time!

The original great cleanliness and grandeur.

In an instant, it turned into a great perdition, a great perdition!

The strands of golden light turned into streams of air that seemed light and empty.

It is like a boundless ocean spreading out, sweeping all sentient beings in the three thousand great worlds into it, making them drown in the boundless sea of ​​desire.

"Don't look!"

Ji Yuan shuddered, turned around and shouted sharply.

Just when the great Buddha showed his real body, the Emperor Heavenly Dao Map in his sea of ​​consciousness shook violently.

In the dark, it seems that there is a great terror and a catastrophe that is about to fall.

The three souls and seven souls are about to move, as if they are about to leave at any time.

It's a feeling I've never felt before.

Even with the Emperor Tiandao map to suppress the mind.

It can't help but feel unbearable.

"Blessedness and emptiness are the only two things...the three secrets are combined into one...that is, you will become a Buddha..."

It's a pity that Ji Yuan's reminder was still too late. Zhang Qishan raised his head slightly, his eyes were empty, and he muttered to himself like crazy.

When he saw that big Buddha was cautious, he felt an extreme joy for no reason.

The ink-colored sky turned into a glazed Buddha kingdom, and the lightning and thunder turned into a big boasting conch.

Even the copulating men and women clinging to the body of the Buddha became Arhats and Bodhisattvas of the heavens.

The flowing ethereal air, like a celestial maiden who scattered flowers, was about to lead her to ascend to the sky.

"It happened!"

Seeing this, Ji Yuan flashed his figure and hurried to Zhang Qishan.

This master of stealing words is of great use to him, so he can't make mistakes.

He directly raised his hand and slapped him in the face.

Snapped!
The owner of Huaiyinzhai turned around a few times like a spinning top.

With stars in his eyes, dizzy, and covering his face, he woke up.

"Keep your mind tight and don't look directly at that Buddha!"

Ji Yuan's eyes were cold, and he dragged Zhang Qishan back further, avoiding the light of the big Buddha.

Those ghosts who were contaminated by the flowing air currents and howled furtively melted like wax oil.

Then it turned into clusters of fine hairs containing desires, dancing wildly like thousands of strands of hair, revealing a twisted meaning.

"An incarnation, also come rampant!"

The huge palm with the power to control the sky and the sea was pressed to the deep void, and the five fingers were kneaded together, trying to hold the big Buddha!

"You are……"

The Dazizi Huanxi Buddha, projected from the incarnation of the Dragon Lord, seemed to see the origin of the giant palm in a tenth of an instant.

But before he cried out, the next moment, that big hand clenched tightly, crushing the golden body that seemed to be tens of millions of feet high into pieces!

With a crackle, it was like glass cracking and shattering.

"Squeezed to death? That is the projection of the avatar of the four outsiders!"

Ji Yuan gasped, feeling a little shocked.

Could it be that the Yin Division before the ancient catastrophe really still has great power?
After the golden body of Dazi Zai Huanxi Buddha collapsed, everything seemed to have settled down.

The robbery clouds rolled and scattered, and the void was restored as before, as if the doomsday scene of the previous sky collapse and earth shattering had never appeared before.

"This time it really opened my eyes..."

Zhang Qishan was still terrified, he just took a quick glance and saw the blurred shadow of the golden body of the big Buddha.

The mind was almost infected and corrupted, twisted and turned into a self-defeating disciple and minion.

"Long Jun is really small-minded, I beheaded the disciples of the Qishi, the minions of the blood god, and even prevented the arrival of the wrathful demon, they didn't care about it.

Only Lord Long, just because of a king of gods and owls, lowered the projection of Da Zi Zai Huan Xi Buddha, intending to trouble me. "

Ji Yuan cursed in his heart, and decided to stay away from this great god in the future.

After all, can't afford to provoke or hide?
When the aftermath dissipated, the heavy coercion covering the three thousand miles of Xiaoshen Mountain disappeared with the wind.

He asked Zhang Qishan to take out the paper man and paper horse, ready to cross the river and return to the underworld.

"Master Zhengshen, the little one is willing to serve you around."

The Dragon Claw Yin locust tree turned into a rickety old man, knelt down without saying a word, and said earnestly:
"The King Shenxiao is dead, and the Xiaoshen Mountain is gone, this gloomy world is dark, it is really difficult.

Although the little ones are of minimal cultivation, they still have the means to guard the house and accumulate evil virtues, so please take them in! "

Ji Yuan's eyes moved slightly, as if intentionally moved.

Turning to look at Zhang Qishan, he asked lightly:

"Bringing things from the underworld to the underworld, what's the taboo?"

He was about to leave Tianjing, and the old man An who was enshrined in the altar should also accompany him.

As for Master Linji, he himself is an erratic traveling monk.

If he hadn't recognized himself as an apprentice, he might not have stayed in the capital for such a long time.

After much deliberation, Ji Yuan's mansion happened to lack a seat for guarding the house to avoid sneaky intrusion.

If this plant of Longclaw Yinhuai is planted in the courtyard, it should be able to do it.

"Returning to Master Ji, as long as it is not a treasure with a master, or a murderous thing that invites disaster, you can bring it into the underworld.

After all, strictly speaking, this has not entered the land of the underworld and is not subject to jurisdiction. "

Zhang Qishan coughed twice and replied.

"That's good."

Ji Yuan smiled lightly and asked calmly:

"Old wood ghost, can you make a niche?"

All ghosts and ghosts must have a shelter.

Otherwise, the sun will be exposed to the sun during the day and the yang energy will be strong;
At night, there are also wind and rain, lightning and thunder.

If you are not careful, it is easy to lose shape.

"Yes, yes, please accept the niche."

The old wooden ghost was respectful, offering a palm-sized quaint niche with both hands.

As long as Ji Yuan casts a drop of blood essence and injects a thought, he becomes the master of this Dragon Claw Yin locust tree.

If the wooden ghost old man harbored unruly intentions, he would directly smash this niche.

It can make it disappear in form and spirit, and disappear in smoke.

"Then leave the underworld with me and take a look at the scenery in the yang world."

Ji Yuan put away the niche, rode on the paper man and paper horse, and headed straight for the Baigu River.

The return trip was much smoother than when it came, and there was no hindrance along the way.

Soon I saw the billowing black water, the turbid waves were monstrous.

The ferryman wearing a bamboo hat seems to have been waiting by the river for a long time.

"Master Ji, why is there an extra Town God's Temple?"

Zhang Qishan put away the paper figure and horse, and was about to greet the ferryman.

But I saw a city god's temple shrouded in mist, sitting impartially on the bank of the river, blocking the way.

Obviously, when they came, they had never seen them before.

"Town God Temple..."

Ji Yuan hooked the map of the Emperor's Way of Heaven, but the mapping was still fruitless.

A strange feeling came to his heart, making him vaguely guess.

The city god was originally the god of worship.

Not only guarding the prefecture city, but also going in and out of the underworld, and taking charge of many affairs.

"Master Ji, the rule of walking in the yang world is to go to the top of the mountain and kowtow to the temple."

Zhang Qishan reminded in a low voice that if he turned a blind eye and bypassed this Town God's Temple, he might cause trouble.

"Is this a Yin temple?"

Ji Yuan raised his eyebrows and asked.

"It is also common sense to worship the Yang temple in the yang world, and to worship the Yin temple in the yin world."

Zhang Qishan lowered his head and answered.

"Then go in and pay your respects, I am Fusi Qianhu of Beizhen, and I have received the fate of the country.

If it's really City God inside, it won't be difficult. "

Ji Yuan thought for a moment, since there was a city god's temple blocking the way, it must have something to do with him.

He asked Zhang Qishan to wait outside, walked over the threshold alone, and entered the gloomy temple.

The so-called Yin Temple does not invite the statues of the gods, but only enshrines buckets, plaques without letters, clothes and hats.

There are quite a few well-known Yin temples among the folk, most of which are located in rural areas or fishing villages.

All unclaimed skeletons unearthed due to road construction and tomb relocation will be enshrined in a centralized way, called "Youyinggong Temple";
If it is an unowned female corpse, it will be placed in the "Girl Temple".

The floating corpse on the sea is called "Shui Liu Gong".

And so on, there are "Minmin Gong", "Jin Dou Gong", "Wan Shan Ye" and so on.

The Jing Dynasty did not classify it as a stream of evil sacrifices and prostitution.

Instead, offering incense is allowed.

"It's a tablet without engraving."

When Ji Yuan entered the Yin Temple, the mist of Jie Qi surged in, blurring everything inside into a hazy thing, as if he couldn't see his fingers.

His three souls and seven souls are protected by taboo magical artifacts, so he is not afraid of contamination, so he wants to get closer and see more clearly.

As a result... the scorched ash-like catastrophe, the thick and damp fog suddenly separated like sea waves.

A tall figure appeared out of nowhere, with a rather majestic figure and gray hair like withered grass.

As soon as he saw Ji Yuan, he laughed and said:

"Young man, let's meet again."

Ji Yuan's eyelids twitched, he seemed a little surprised, and asked softly:
"Old man, it is fate to meet in the mortal world, what's the matter, can we also meet in the underworld?"

The white-haired old man who claimed to be surnamed "Shen" said in a familiar tone:

"Doesn't this mean that our father and I have a close relationship?"

Whoever is with you is grandpa...

The corner of Ji Yuan's mouth twitched, feeling that this old man Shen with an inexplicable background was somewhat like a retired old man at the foot of the capital in his previous life.

Seeing anyone who can break a few sentences and talk about the world, it seems that they live across the door from your house.

"This Yin Temple... is dedicated to you, old man?"

Ji Yuan acted nonchalantly, but secretly vigilant in his heart.

"Forget it, young offspring, you may not know that we also had some family background before we were alive. If we don't come down to the underworld, among those unworthy descendants, there is finally a filial one who knows how to build a temple for us and buy some incense."

Old Shen's avatar was in a good mood and said with a smile.

"To be able to build a Yin Temple, it's not just 'some family background', at least it should be a rich and famous family.

It is also necessary to manage the relationship between the prefecture and the prefecture, otherwise it will be destroyed as a temple of wild gods.

Old man, your son is quite promising. "

Ji Yuan continued to talk along the lines, and didn't pay too much attention to it.

Those high-ranking families with decent backgrounds, in order to put money on their own faces, or gain some local fame.

I really like to list my ancestors in the ancestral hall, enshrine them in the Yin Temple, and enjoy the incense.

Over the years, the ancestors have a bit of air, can shelter with the remaining shade, and extend the blessings.

"That's right, our eldest son is promising, the second son is competitive, the third son is taking advantage of money, and the fourth son... an evil son! Let's not mention it!"

Old man Shen couldn't help shaking his head and sighing at the end of his speech. At the end, he said:

"Young offspring, we see that you and I hit it off quite well, are your parents still alive?

If the father and the hall are gone, why not worship us as foster fathers. "

Old man Shen said with a smile.

You bad old man!
Want to take advantage of me?
When Ji Yuan heard about his four sons, his thoughts fluctuated a little, but in the end he was drawn away by the suggestion of "recognizing his father".

(End of this chapter)