Interstellar First Feng Shui Master

"Senior brother!" Hui Zhen rarely spoke sharply, "Bai Lu's health is not good, and the method of leaving the soul may last for seven days on others, he..."

"There's no need to say any more." Yin Bailu raised his hand to stop his words and said, "I know the consequences, all the consequences will be borne by me, and I will definitely not bring any trouble to Chaozong Temple."

At this juncture of life and death, it is better to separate the relationship.

"You clearly know that's not what I meant," Huizhen's face turned pale, and it could be seen that his mood was really uneven. He couldn't be as calm as his senior brother, facing this acquaintance since childhood People, how can you just watch him go to die "If you have to go, then I will go with you. If there is one more me, there should be more protection."

His delicate face was full of determination, he seemed to have never been so determined to forge ahead, and he had never refuted his senior brother like this, but when he really did it, he found that it didn't seem so difficult.

"Are you sure?" Huikong's eyes were deep, like a deep pool, no one could see what he was thinking, he just looked at Huizhen for a while, turned his head and said, "Alright, you accompany him Go, also have an extra protection, I am here to protect the law for you, seven days, remember, only seven days, within seven days, whether you can find that person or not, you must come back."

"Understood." Yin Bailu didn't have the slightest doubt in his eyes, just smiled at Huizhen and said, "I thank you for Xiaofeng."

With the support of someone who understands, he can be more confident in finding that person, and the seven-day period, thinking about that now is just a reason for himself to back down.

The two fell into samadhi in the meditation room, Hui Kong set up a magic circle around them, the jingling Buddha heart bell was long and long, he finally sat down outside the circle, seemed to want to say something, but finally just closed his eyes and began to strike wooden fish.

"Duk, duk, duk..." The rhythm of the voice remained the same from beginning to end, as if hypnotic, making people feel far away and very close, and then they quietly looked at the person with closed eyes, followed That light gate entered the land of yellow sand.

Muyu's voice stopped, Huikong stared at the person sitting in front of him, and was stunned for a long time.

Back then, Huizhen was not as beautiful as he is now. When he was just picked up, he was still very young, barely reaching his knees. His small hand was full of bones when he grasped it. He was really skinny.

But he is very obedient, he will follow whatever he is fed, the way he eats with his mouth wide open, and the way he puts on the clothes of the little monk for the first time are still clearly imprinted in his mind now, but he is very dull, even if he is raised He is so white, tender and cute that everyone wants to pinch him, and he is also very dumbfounded, as if he was born unable to make expressions.

At that time, he hadn't learned so much now, he only thought of him as a child, so he was stupid, and often indulged his brothers to tease him, and each of them took the posture of King Zhou You to play with the princes, just laughing for the little guy, but They looked at him blankly, but he looked at them indifferently, as if they were the real fools.

Later, Yunyou's master came back, and the old man knew that the child had lost his soul just by looking at it. Although it seemed to be no different from ordinary children, if the disease of losing the soul is not cured, he will gradually lose his soul. You will become a fool, unable to recognize your own actions, and life would be worse than death.

How could he be willing to let this child who was finally raised by him become like that, so he went to ask the master and got a solution.

It is recorded in ancient books that those who lose their souls are not human beings. You can call a soul out of the Nine Netherworlds, but life and death will be born, and if you cross it, you will live. If you don’t, you will die.

If you don't cross, there is only death. Whether to become a fool or let him go through the life and death calamity after recovery, this question made Hui Kong entangled for a long time. Although he picked him up, he was not qualified to decide his life.

Sleepless at night, tasteless when eating, probably refers to his state at that time, but before he could distinguish between good and bad, the child made his own choice. Although he was dumb, he was very smart and knew a lot of words. It also means that he can understand the content of the ancient book he put there. He pointed to the piece of paper and said, "Zhi, Zhi..."

"Do you mean you want to heal yourself?" Hui Kong asked, squatting down and looking him up.

The little guy still had no expression on his face, but nodded heavily', still repeating the word' "cure."

"However, even if it is cured, you won't survive life and death, and you will die," Huikong stroked his fluffy little head, feeling very good. "So, do you also choose to cure it?"

The child nodded without hesitation, his heart was finally relieved, he was already so cute when he lost his mind, what a beautiful scene it would be if he regained his mind.

Huikong watched the little guy who had recalled his soul open his eyes again with anticipation. There seemed to be stars shining in his always blank eyes. As soon as he opened his eyes, he threw himself into Huikong's arms. After a while, he raised his head and said timidly, "Thank you!" saved me."

Soft and waxy, like the voice of a milk cat, it makes people feel that holding him in his arms and rubbing him is really not enough.

Time is really fast. From Huizhen's choice of shaving and practicing Buddhism to the present, decades have passed in a hurry. He has never had a premonition of life and death, until Huizhen proposed to go to the land of hell with Yin Bailu, This sign appeared in his heart in an instant.

That child is going to go through his own disaster, no one else can intervene, everything can only depend on himself.If it is not symbiotic, what is the meaning of this longevity.

The ground was full of yellow sand, and when Chuchu landed, his feet were deeply sunk in the yellow sand, straight up to his ankles. Yin Bailu was slightly startled, he raised his legs and took a step, and the sand slipped from the bottom of his trousers. Feeling relaxed, mere yellow sand is nothing.

Huizhen landed on the ground, although his palms seemed transparent, but his cultivation was still there, he looked at Yin Bailu who stepped forward without hesitation, and said, "Would you like me to take you for a ride? No way."

Yin Bailu turned his head and nodded, "Thank you very much."

They passed through the air, and they could always see some people walking aimlessly, their eyes were blank, and they seemed to be tireless.

"Don't look at those, they are not alive anymore," Huizhen explained while supporting his shoulders, "It's easy to lose your mind if you look at them for a long time."

Evil ghosts have a way of devouring them. It is not impossible for these dead souls. After all, it is impossible for anyone who can break into this junction to come in for nothing.

The souls here include the souls of those who broke in and died, and those who strayed in, and there are also those like them who can only stay here forever if they don’t leave for seven days. The souls here cannot die. It can only stay forever, because the door leading to the underworld has never been opened.

Huizhen remembers asking the master why he didn't open the door to let these people be redeemed, but the master didn't answer him, but just told him that it happened a long time ago, and there is no answer handed down.

The flight seemed to have no end, Huizhen frowned, thinking of those souls who have been moving forward, they may have been looking for the end of this world, but, perhaps, there is no end.

"Let me down," Yin Bailu said suddenly after remaining silent.

Huizhen didn't know, but still landed from mid-air, looked at the man's plain eyes and asked, "What did you think of?"

What he couldn't see with his eyesight, this man might be able to.

Yin Bailu looked at the big river, looked at the end and the source respectively, and asked, "Where do you think the water flows from?"

Huizhen was originally pointing directly to the right, but just by mistake, he seemed to see that the direction of the river was different from what he saw before, how could it be possible?The source of Huangquan, Wangchuan, should have only one direction.

"Fake," Yin Bailu knelt down by the river, and gave the answer, "If I'm not wrong, even if we keep going forward, we can't find the end. This is a weird cycle, but since it comes from Wangchuan , there must be a way to get there.”

Huizhen looked at the crystal-clear river, "Do you think it's here? The river of Wangchuan is weak, once it sinks in, it won't come out again."

After hearing his answer, Yin Bailu looked at the bottom of the river and suddenly smiled, "Let's take a gamble."

When he came here, he relied on gambling. If he flinched, how would he find that person? He would not give up his life easily, but he would not shrink back either.

"Well, I believe you," Huizhen could only choose to believe him.

The two jumped into the river together and sank naturally. The river was clear and even more beautiful than the beauty of the seabed. However, before they could see clearly, they seemed to be inexplicably trapped in a whirlpool and lost consciousness.

When Yin Bailu woke up again, he was in a huge stone room. When he opened his eyes, he saw murals all over the sky. The characters on them were lifelike, but they were not wearing interstellar clothes.

The ground he was lying on was not even. He sat up propped up, but was almost blinded by the golden light in the room. The gold objects scattered everywhere, night pearls and all kinds of precious stones were very bright. The bones of the dead are mixed in it, which makes people feel creepy.

Yin Bailu was not interested in these things, but he was sure that this was indeed the place that the cat had mentioned. He walked carefully on the pile of gold coins, occasionally leaning down to help him so as not to fall, until he reached Huizhen. , stopped and pushed lightly, "Wake up, Huizhen, wake up."

"Have we arrived?" Huizhen's tone was a bit unreal, "I didn't expect that you really guessed it."

He turned over and sat up from the pile of gold coins, looked at the place full of golden light as far as the eye could see, and said, "How should we get out?"

The door is still a door, it's just a pile of gold coins, which almost seals the door to the top.

Huizhen tried to move the gold coins to open the door, but Yin Bailu just stroked a gold coin and didn't intend to help in the slightest.

Huizhen moved without complaint, and did not interrupt him. At such a critical moment, it was absolutely impossible for Yin Bailu to be in a daze for no reason for a gold coin.

And as he expected, the gold coin was casually thrown on the pile. Yin Bailu came over and grabbed his sleeve, and slammed directly towards the door. Before Huizhen could stop him, he felt like being covered in water. Come, they were already standing in another empty stone room.

"How could this happen?" Huizhen was as confused as a monk Zhang Er, and suddenly felt that he seemed very stupid, obviously his IQ belonged to the category of high IQ.

"This tomb belongs to the world," Yin Bailu explained casually. Looking at the empty stone room, he frowned. Although he didn't know how this tomb sank into the underworld, but the things in the world cannot hinder the soul. Yes, and the fact is exactly as he guessed.

"No wonder those bones haven't disappeared," Huizhen also figured out this joint, and immediately understood.

Gold coins, white bones, these things do not belong to the underworld, but they exist there. The only possibility is that the entire tomb sank into the underworld at a certain time.

There is nothing else in this empty stone room, only a coffin resting quietly on the central stone platform.

Yin Bailu didn't look at the coffin, but looked at the surrounding walls. Every inch of the wall was painted with bright murals, some of which seemed to have faded due to age, and there were some traces of new fillings. In other words, this The tombs were not sealed all at once.

In ancient times, such huge tombs should have belonged to nobles. They started to build mausoleums from the beginning when they sat in a certain position, and buried them with their wives and concubines after they died. The picture seems to be It is the comfort of the underworld.

And such tombs are often very huge. In order to prevent others from entering, there are even layers of mountains and layers of traps, and the blueprints for construction are often destroyed directly after completion.

"Do you have any ideas?" Huizhen stood beside him and looked at the murals all over the wall. It seemed that the paintings were from the ancient times, hunting on horseback, entertaining guests, and everything else.

"There is no map here," Yin Bailu looked at the newly filled murals, each of which had a graceful figure of a woman, she was wearing a palace dress, or she was sitting by the window, or enjoying the coolness by the lake, or Embroidering, or dressing up, it seems that the faint friendship can be seen in the eyebrows.

Huizhen knew that she might not be able to come up with anything if she used her brain, so she simply asked without thinking, "Then what should I do?"

"Help me lift the coffin." Yin Bailu turned and walked towards the coffin in the middle.

It was said to be a coffin, but it was not sealed. The coffin board of iron pear wood could not be lifted even by several ordinary men. It is a pity that Huizhen was quite strong, so he just lifted it gently The coffin board was pushed out of the gap, and then the edge was lifted with both hands, and the female corpse in the coffin appeared in front of the two of them.

Fresh and rosy, it doesn't look like she is dead, but she is asleep. The bright red palace attire, the golden phoenix, and the gold inlaid jade on her wrist fully demonstrate the identity of the woman .

"In ancient times, the phoenix seemed to be used by queens," said Huizhen, who had also read the classics of Chaozong Temple.

"That is to say, we are in the inner part of the tomb," Yin Bailu didn't do anything unnecessary, turned around and signaled Huizhen to close the coffin again, looking in the direction opposite to the gold storage room. "We keep walking in this direction, maybe we will go out, maybe we will go deep, maybe we can meet him."

This is the only way to go. In Huangquan's cemetery, there is no map, and there is nothing that can directly track Shen Danfeng. There are only two floating souls. This is undoubtedly the most stupid and best way.

The two passed through the wall again, and countless falling arrows came towards them, as if for another test, Yin Bailu stood straight in place facing the countless flying arrows, those flying arrows passed through his body, passed through It touched the wall, and the arrow was firmly submerged in it.

They were constantly advancing in one direction, and all they encountered in the ancient tomb were coffins and gold, silver and jewelry, but some of the coffin boards were opened, and the corpses inside were already dried up, while others were still fresh as if they were new.

It's just that the person they want to meet has never been met.

Perhaps because they were too unscrupulous, when they entered a stone room again, a group of people pointed at them. They were all wearing armor, black and glowing with cold light, and masks on their faces, which looked very special. The man with the red water chestnut on the hat asked dryly, "Who is here? Anyone who trespasses will die!"

The gunpoints of guns were pointing at the two of them densely, which made people feel unspeakably nervous. Naturally, Huizhen was not afraid of them. What he was thinking about was what kind of plans Yin Bailu had.

"We are envoys from other countries to pay homage to His Majesty the Emperor," Yin Bailu said calmly, looking at the guards in front of him.

The atmosphere was a little stagnant for a while, Huizhen was ready to take Yin Bailu to retreat at any time, but when the leading guard signaled the people behind him to stop, only two guns pointed at them and said, "Take it away."

When their hands were directly tied, Huizhen knew that these guards were no longer alive. Admired by Yin Bailu's calmness, they were led out through a door and walked through several long corridors. Standing in front of a huge stone gate.

Playing dragons and phoenixes, the impact of the mighty gate on the soul is not so great. They only listened to one person reporting at the gate, "Your Majesty, I have come to see you."

There was no response from inside for a long time. After a long time, there was a stern voice, as if it was going straight through the soul of a person, "Throw it out."

"Yes," the guards immediately complied.

"Wait a minute, I have something important to discuss. I don't have any malicious intentions, I just want to find someone," Yin Bailu said towards the inside, "Let's go when you find it."

"There is no one you are looking for here, soul, go back to your world," the man said coldly and heartlessly.

They only felt a gust of wind, and they were driven out of a gate. The dark hole was facing them, as if it could swallow anything and anyone at any time.

"The entrance of the tomb," Yin Bailu lay on the ground in a state of embarrassment, looking at the rippling water above his head and the entire huge group of tombs. Keep an eye on it.

Their eyes were dull, but they seemed to be looking at something. He got up and looked at the direction facing the entrance. The dense crowd suddenly swallowed his sight.

And at the entrance of the tomb, the same soldiers as they saw inside were driving these people away. Where □□ pointed, the cut wound would glow a little bit of fluorescence, if it pierced into a vital point, it would directly damage the entire body People's souls will dissipate.

This also means that they may not be able to enter that place again, and such a situation can be said to be quite bad.

Yin Bailu and Huizhen looked at each other, and walked towards the empty place, trying to calm himself down, he looked at the dense crowd and said, "These are the souls that can never be reincarnated?"

"I'm afraid it is." Seeing such a scene, Huizhen was more shocked than Yin Bailu. The crowd looked at it at a glance, and hundreds of thousands of souls were crowded here, and they would never find their origin or return. He can only atone for his sins in this eternal hell.

And those souls who are constantly crowding towards the entrance of the tomb say that they want to go in, but in Huizhen's view, it seems that they have sent it to the mouth of the ****. This kind of eternal life, if it were him, he would not want it. .

"Huizhen," Yin Bailu was thinking about the method, but he didn't expect countless rays of light to suddenly emanate from the soul of the person who was talking next to him. The rays of light shot up into the sky and scattered directly among the crowd. For the person who pointed, the color of the soul faded and turned into a little bit of golden light, as if he had entered another world.

What Yin Bailu saw was the ecstasy before the soul disappeared and the surprise and surprise of all the souls suddenly turning around.

The crowd was surging, and Huizhen sat down cross-legged at some point. The golden light had already covered his whole body, and the souls who approached were constantly melting away, but they didn't seem to feel uncomfortable, but their eyes were full of gratitude.

Yin Bailu could only avoid the sharp edge temporarily, because the warmth of the golden light almost tempted people to approach there, just like a fire in the middle of winter, it was extremely warm.

If he continued to stay there, Yin Bailu himself was not sure if he could resist the temptation.

Everyone else was going forward, but he was the only one who was going backwards. Under the impact of the crowd, he staggered several times, but he couldn't see the end. Just when he was about to be swallowed by the crowd, suddenly a human hand fell from his shoulder. In response, he was taken out of the crowd and landed on a spot on the tomb to stand still, watching the crowd below.

"Why did you come here?" came a familiar male voice, "Do you know that if you are swallowed by these souls, you will not be able to go back."

"Master Armament?" Yin Bailu looked at the familiar man in front of him, with hope flashing across his eyes, "Where's Dan Feng?"

Shen Tutu was stunned for a moment, and his expression became depressed, "I didn't find him, and we got separated when we came in, but don't worry, he's so powerful..."

"The requiem jade is broken," Yin Bailu said coldly.

Shen Tutu swallowed all the next words, as if with a bit of disbelief, "Impossible!" He is the soul of the tribulation period, how can the people here cause harm to his soul, impossible, impossible of.

"We have to find him," Shen Tutu walked back and forth a few steps and said, "Go now!"

Yin Bailu looked in Huizhen's direction and said, "What about him?"

Shen Tutu looked in that direction, with admiration and deepness flashing across his eyes, "He is using himself to open the passage to the underworld and transform these souls. This is his life and death, and we can't control it."

"Then let's go."