The Three Realms Era!
Wang Xiong had a battle with the immortals at Nantianmen, fell into a coma and entered the underworld!
I don't know where it went along the Yellow Spring, but with the fragment of the East Emperor Bell protecting it, Wang Xiong was unimpeded until I suddenly woke up at some point, and suddenly I felt a dark and gloomy aura coming towards my face.
There were bursts of heart-wrenching cries in my ears.
"Let me out, I am not willing to die in the hands of people I despise, I am not willing to let me out, let me out!"
"I want to kill that bitch and poison me with the adulterer. I'm not willing to do it. Let me out!"
"I'm killing people at the front line, and my grandson is destroying my family from behind. He's ruining my family and giving me poisonous wine? I'm not willing to accept it. I want to go back and kill my grandson and the emperor!"
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There were shrill cries, accompanied by overwhelming resentment, and darkness fell in all directions, all of which formed the shape of a sea.
Golden Crow Wangxiong is still injured and is extremely weak at this moment. The Golden Crow clone is originally a soul clone. In the underworld, it looks like just a powerful soul. However, because the injury is extremely serious, it is not obvious how powerful it is at this moment.
Opening his eyes, he saw a huge city in front of him, only bigger than his own Lingxiao City. But there are many times more people here than in Lingxiao City.
No, it should be said that they are all ghosts, ghosts full of resentment.
The ghosts seemed to be imprisoned in this huge city. They were almost one next to each other in huge numbers. The number was so terrifying that even Wang Xiong showed a hint of shock.
Are they all resentful ghosts
These ghosts screamed sadly and wanted to leave the city, but the city seemed to be sealed and no one could get out.
"Where is this?" Wang Xiong was slightly stunned.
I could barely see a huge palace on a tower in the distance. All ghosts could not get close to it. There was a plaque on the huge palace with the three characters "City of Undeserved Death".
Wang Xiong has a "city order in vain".
That was transformed from the fragments of the Heavenly Dao of the City of Wasted Death.
Today, the underworld and heaven are still the same, so this era has not been in vain. However, it does not affect Wang Xiong's understanding of this place.
Since receiving the order from Wai Si City, Wang Xiong also sent people to inquire about the situation in Wai Si City.
This is a city where people who have died in vain are imprisoned. It is the sixth hall of the ten halls of Yama in the underworld, and the sixth hall is the city of vain death under the jurisdiction of King Bian Cheng.
As long as they die abnormally and disobey the arrangements of the underworld, ghosts full of resentment will be imprisoned here.
"Why am I here?" Wang Xiong looked at the countless resentful ghosts around him blankly.
"You deserve to be unlucky. You were caught by a few ghosts. Alas!" A sigh suddenly came from the side.
Wang Xiong turned his head and looked around, only to see an old man sitting on a stone nearby, watching the roars of the resentful ghosts.
"Old sir? You said I was caught by ghosts?" Wang Xiong asked curiously.
"Of course, you died at such a young age and you were still flowing with the underworld. You definitely didn't die at the end of your life. You were captured and thrown into the City of Wasted Death!" The old man nodded.
"I heard that the ghosts in the underworld are not managed by the Ten Palaces of Yama? Why didn't you send me to inquire?" Wang Xiong frowned.
"Oh, what you are talking about is the old almanac. The underworld has long been different now. In the past, the underworld was managed by the Ten Halls of Yama. However, later, the underworld changed greatly, and monsters were everywhere. Even the Ten Halls of Yama could not control it. There are too many. Besides, the Ten Palaces of Yama have also changed. They are no longer a good thing. Look at this City of Wasted Death. Now you are only allowed to enter, but not allowed to leave. Look, how many Wasted Death ghosts are packed in? The more blocked it is, the more it gets. There’s so much! It’s almost full!” the old man sighed.
"Only allowed in, not allowed out?" Wang Xiong asked in surprise.
"Of course, just like you, haha, this is no worse than the eighteenth level of hell. You will be detained forever. Even if you have no resentment before, it will gradually accumulate. You will never be reincarnated!" The old man showed a sad look. color.
The old man seemed to be talking about Wang Xiong, but he seemed to be talking about himself. When he talked about the sad part, he became more and more sad. In grief, resentment abounds.
"Old sir, ghosts could still leave the City of Wasted Death before? How?" Wang Xiong asked.
"The ghosts who died in vain are imprisoned in the City of Wasted Death. When the Yangshou time is exhausted, they can be reincarnated. But it is different now. When the Yangshou time is exhausted, they are not allowed to go out. In this way, the grievances will only accumulate. Of course, there is one The only way to get out is to dissipate all the grievances and leave nothing behind, but is this possible? Unless you drink Meng Po soup and forget everything in the past, how can a ghost dissipate all grievances and become so pure?" The old man smiled bitterly. said angrily.
"Meng Po? Do you know where Meng Po is?" Wang Xiong's eyes lit up.
"In front of Naihe Bridge, Meng Po Tang! Who hasn't heard of it? As for the specific location, I don't know, but the city lord died in vain, the Ten Palaces of Hell must know it!" the old man said.
"Is it a waste to kill the city lord and Yama of the Tenth Palace?" Wang Xiong was slightly startled.
"I'm just a mortal. It stands to reason that I would have died in vain at the age of thirty in the human world. But I have been imprisoned for two hundred years. I am only a mortal, and my life span has long been exhausted. Why haven't they allowed me to be reincarnated? Why! In the underworld? Changed, changed!" The old man was in grief.
"In that case, I will send you out!" Wang Xiong said solemnly.
"What?" The old man looked at Wang Xiong blankly.
"There are only two ways to get out of the City of Wasted Death. One is to run out of yangshou, and the other is to let go of all grievances? Since you have run out of yangshou and won't let you wait out, then I will save you and help you to let go of all grievances. Listen to me. Scripture, "The Mantra of Rebirth!" Wang Xiong suddenly sat cross-legged, clasped his hands and started reciting.
"Namo Amitabha Night...!"
As the Buddha's sounds came out from Wang Xiong's mouth, a layer of Buddha's light suddenly appeared around Wang Xiong. Against the background of the Buddha's light, the Buddha's sounds suddenly filled the ears of the resentful ghosts around him.
The resentful ghosts around had been heartbroken and full of resentment before, but as Wang Xiong's sutra rang out and the sound of salvation bathed the resentful ghosts, all the resentful ghosts suddenly became quiet.
In the light of Buddha, the soul seems to be baptized.
The old man who was talking to Wang Xiong just now suddenly showed a happy look on his face, and his whole body seemed to be bathed in Buddha's light.
"Thank you!" The old man bowed respectfully to Wang Xiong. At the moment when his resentment was washed away, he seemed to fly into the sky and slowly flew out of this huge city of futile death.
Not only the old man, but also the ghosts behind him were all being saved by Wang Xiong, and when they saw the ghosts of Wan Die flying out of Wan Death City, they all immediately came towards Wang Xiong's Buddha's light.
After all, Wang Xiong is the Buddha, and the small matter of saving the souls of the dead is exactly what the Buddha is best at. Cleansing the soul is simply a small matter that he is good at.
Under the Rebirth Curse, the grievances of the resentful ghosts dissipated. No, they did not dissipate, but under Wang Xiong's salvation, they seemed to turn into golden merits. The merits transformed in the salvation poured into Wang Xiong's body. Suddenly, This rolling merit is like repairing Wang Xiong's injury.
Wang Xiong was injured this time and was in a weak state. The merits entered his body, like the rain coming after a long drought, which immediately made Wang Xiong feel very comfortable.
"Does merit still have such benefits? Sure enough, everything has a cause and effect. I saved the resentful spirits, and the resentment entered my body as a proof of the merits of heaven and earth. The resentful spirits in this city should be able to recover me soon!" Wang Xiong's eyes flashed Overwhelmed with satisfaction.
As his injuries continued to improve, Wang Xiong's Buddha's message spread to a wider range, and the Buddha's light around his body bloomed more and more. Before long, Wang Xiong's "Rebirth Mantra" began to be heard everywhere in the city. The sound is gone.
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The city of Fusi is said to be a city, but in fact it is just a prison. But there is still a palace complex in it. The palace complex is the residence of the jailer, and it is also the residence of the lord of the city.
The main hall of the Fusi City Tower is guarded by a large number of ghost soldiers and ghost generals outside the hall. In the main hall, there were two figures.
A man wearing a black official robe looked respectfully at the man wearing a black dragon robe on the main seat.
The man in the black dragon robe closed his eyes, as if he was in trance, but as he opened his mouth to swallow, a vortex suddenly appeared above his head, and billowing resentment fell from the sky and quickly entered the mouth and nose of the man in the black dragon robe.
This sitting lasts for an hour. An hour later, the man in black dragon robe opened his eyes.
"His Royal Highness King Bian Cheng, what is the quality of this resentment?" The man in black official robes immediately asked in a flattering tone.
"Yes, the grievance is really strong! You did a good job in killing the city lord in vain!" King Bian Cheng, a man in black dragon robe, said with satisfaction.
"Don't worry, Your Highness, I am in charge of this City of Wasted Death, and I will continue to collect grievances. If you take over, I will collect the grievances in a bottle and send them to His Royal Highness King Bian Cheng's palace!" said the Lord of Wasted Death City in a flattering manner.
"Not only me, but all the Yamas of the Tenth Palace will be given away! Otherwise, if they make trouble, I will not let you off lightly!" King Bian Cheng said solemnly.
"Yes, yes, after all, if we go to the high priest, they will say that we are not united!" The city leader of Fu Shi suddenly said with a smile.
"Huh? Bastard!" King Bian Cheng glared.
The face of the city lord who died in vain changed, and he didn't know why he offended King Bian Cheng.
"Have you forgotten what I said? You are not allowed to mention the name of the high priest again. Also, we are not allowed to mention our status! Since two hundred years ago, you have killed the city lord in vain. Don't you want to stay in this position?" King Bian Cheng Eyes widened.
"Yes, yes, I made a slip of the tongue. Your Highness, please calm down. I, I am too complacent. Two hundred years ago, we replaced the ten palaces of the underworld. I, I just...!" The city leader of Fu Shi said in horror. .
"Huh, keep your mouth shut from now on. Just say it in front of me. If you leak it outside, you will be suppressed forever. Huh, the high priest sent a message. There are powerful people in the three realms who have discovered some clues. Let me Be careful! We have replaced the leader of the Ten Palaces, and we don’t know what happened to the ten real Hell Kings of the Ten Palaces. In a few days, I have to go and see for myself, don’t let them get away!" King Bian Cheng said coldly. .
"No, the high priest has left out everything. Under the chaos in the underworld, we have almost completely controlled it. Your Highness, you have become King Bian Cheng of the sixth palace of the Ten Palaces of Yama! How could there be any accidents?" The city lord was in vain to please him.
"So, no matter what happens in the future, please don't let anything slip again!" King Bian Cheng said solemnly.
"Yes!" The Lord of Fu Shi City responded.
"Well, other races don't care about this resentment, and the Snake Vine Clan has no use for it, but for our tribe, it is the greatest nourishment. I will absorb some fresh resentment, and you can enjoy it as well!" Bian Cheng Wang said in a deep voice.
"Yes, thank you, Your Highness!" The Lord of the City of Fu Shi also breathed softly.
The two of them closed their eyes and fell into meditation, continuing to absorb the infinite resentment of Fusui City. However, as they breathed in, their eyes suddenly opened.
"What's going on? Is your resentment getting less and less?" King Bian Cheng's face darkened.
"Impossible, how could this happen?" the city lord of Fu Shi said in confusion.
"Something happened in Wusi City. Let's go out and take a look!" King Bian Cheng said with a serious look on his face.
"yes!"