"You can find a living soul that is about to die, and take a closer look at the operation of this dharma world..."
Wu Ming's heart moved, and following a certain gray-black dead air, he unknowingly walked to the East District, in front of a high-quality blue brick and large tile house.
On the plaque at the door, the word 'Jiang Zhai' is quite eye-catching, but it looks a little dilapidated and dusty.
The dense smell of medicinal herbs can be detected even through the fence. Many people are rushing in and out. Although they try their best to pretend to be crying, they hide anxiety, anger, joy, etc., which make Wu Ming secretly sigh. The various states of the world are indeed different, which is quite interesting.
Seeing a food stall next to it, selling wonton noodles, wontons, etc., I also found a seat and sat down, listening to the discussions of the diners next to me.
"Guest officer, your wonton!"
He ordered a few random items, and the old man who made the fire immediately brought up a bowl of hot wontons with a smile on his face. The soup was also sprinkled with chopped green onion and lard, and the aroma was tangy. Wu Ming took a sip, and the taste was quite delicious.
At this time, when the ears moved, a burst of intermittent words came into the ears:
"Master Jiang, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive this!"
"Hey... The Jiang family has reached this generation, and only this master is a character. Reorganizing the family property and setting up a family study are all great things to consolidate the foundation and cultivate the source... Originally, Zhongluo's family was just a little bit prosperous, but unexpectedly A serious illness, it really shows how warm and cold people are, and now several sons are staring at the family property, and even the original business partners are not friendly... "
"I heard that the ancestral hall of the Jiang family's ancestors has changed a few days ago. Isn't this a disaster from heaven?"
"Don't talk too much!"
The person next to him was persuading, and glanced at the servants in front of the mansion. They continued to eat wonton noodles, but Wu Ming moved his eyes: "Jiang's family? Has the ancestor changed? Is it such a coincidence that it is the servant in the underworld? that?"
Yin luck and yang luck have something in common.
When Wu Ming saw Jiang Guan in Netherland, he felt that the luck of that Jiang's house was a bit declining, and then Jiang Guan fell and lost the ancestor who presided over Yin De. The predecessors are so good, this is luck!
"Originally luck was defeated, and now I lost the protection of my ancestors..."
Wu Ming shook his head and sighed, knowing that the decline of this huge Jiang family business is inevitable.
"Woohoo!"
At this time, there was a burst of crying, and there was chaos in the Jiang residence, and panicked voices such as "Master is gone!" and "Master has gone!"
Wu Ming opened his spiritual eyes, and immediately saw a white soul shadow forming from the sky above Jiangzhai. He looked back reluctantly, and was about to fall into the underworld.
boom!
At this moment, the previous mist shrouded in, submerging the soul like a tide.
There was a clear look of anger on the old man's face, even with the light of the spiritual flame, Nai He still couldn't resist, and was swept away, disappearing in an instant.
Although it was only for a short moment, cold sweat dripped down Wu Ming's forehead: "This Black Mountain Dharma Realm can actually strengthen the soul? And even the City God has no time to rescue it? This is still in the middle of Heitai County..."
"Quick!"
At this time, there was chaos outside the Jiang residence. A few slaves had just hung up white cloths, and they seemed to be long-awaited creditors or other guys rushing in, bringing the joy of the wolves eating their flesh and blood.
"Checkout!"
Wu Ming didn't bother to look at what happened next, so he got up and left.
…
The sky is dim and the earth is dark, in the underworld where the sun is not seen all year round.
Tread!
There was the roar of steeds, and a group of knights galloped across the plain.
Because it is the underworld, the horses they ride are all extremely tall, with two balls of fire in their eyes, but their four hooves are stepping on black clouds. The so-called heavenly horses that travel thousands of miles a day and eight hundred nights in the yang world are here. It's nothing special at all.
"grown ups!"
At this time, a rider galloped from the front and stopped in front of the group. The knight above jumped off the steed, showing his vigorous skills and the black magic lines on his face.
With this appearance, it represents his identity as a Yin soldier.
"It has been investigated clearly that the spiritual land ahead is occupied by a ghost. This ghost is called 'Wutong'. Although it belongs to the Heishan Ghost Kingdom in name, it is semi-independent..."
"Very good!"
The leading cavalry general showed a rough face on his jaw, he was clearly a green mangzi!
It's just that this yin general, who was canonized by Wu Ming, now has an even more unfathomable aura, with fine lines on his face, but he looks like he has made great progress in Taoism.
After all, there are always merits and virtues in saving lonely souls. With the accumulation of little things, coupled with the help of "Treasure of the Land", the progress in spiritual pressure is rapid.
"Come on, kill this evil god with me and save the people!"
With a wave of Qing Mangzi's hand, more than a hundred riders behind him immediately moved, like a long black dragon, heading straight for the spirit land.
"Huh? Is there an enemy attack?"
Not far ahead, there is a palace, and one of the ghosts and gods who are not like ordinary people is full of black air, and the eyes move.
raging!
In an instant, a flame as high as Zhang Xu emerged on him, with such a powerful force that even ripples appeared in the air.
"Let's see, who is so bold?"
With a length of one foot, Guangyan is already considered a powerful ghost in the Netherland, and the place is first-rate.
Even in the Heishan Ghost Country, the name of the Wutong God is like thunder, and it seems to be listening to the tune and not listening to the announcement.
With a thought, the god appeared on the gate of the palace almost instantly.
"Huh? Xuanjia black clothes, and this steed... Judging from the situation, it seems to be the team of Yin soldiers that the Black Mountain Ghost Kingdom is looking for?"
The god frowned slightly.
Being able to appoint yin soldiers and yin generals represents an organized force, and behind it may be the underworld city god.
He was a little depressed right away, obviously he was a neutral person in essence, why did he find him
"charge!"
At this time, the team of cavalry had already come five hundred feet away, and under Qing Mangzi's roar, their speed suddenly increased by more than three times. The momentum is like a mountain, like a thousand troops and horses, the power is condensed, forming an arrow.
"Hmph! How daring!"
Wutongshen let out a cold snort, seeing the strongest Qing Mangzi with only a few feet of flames on his body, he immediately dismissed him.
In the underworld, strength comes first, and the flames are one foot apart, and they are both in two ranks. I have decided in my heart to wipe out all the stupid cavalry here, and it is also a lesson for the people behind the scenes.
"kill!"
It's just that he didn't see a smile on Qing Mangzi's face under the armor wrap.
"Taiyi Black Water saves Ku Tianzun!"
In an instant, more than a hundred riders shouted one after another, and the light on their bodies connected together, reaching more than ten feet.
The flames soared into the sky, carrying a military aura, and there was a faint roar in the middle, carrying an unparalleled domineering aura that suppressed the five elements and banned all spells.
"This is... dragon energy? There is still a trace of reincarnation power, not good!"
Wutongshen was shocked, but it was a pity that he was a step too late, he could only watch in horror as the black air formed a huge dragon shadow, and his claws slammed down.
boom!
The gate of the palace disappeared instantly, and a circle of white light was formed. All the guards in the palace shed blood and tears, washing away the filth, and throwing themselves into reincarnation one after another.
"Those who believe in my lord will have eternal life and reincarnation!"
Qing Mangzi roared, and with the help of the power of more than a hundred knights under his command, the long sword pierced into Wutongshen's chest with a brilliant light.
"Book… "
Wutongshen lowered his head, seemingly in disbelief:
"This deity... how did he fall here? I don't want to be lost, and I don't want to enter... reincarnation!"
But at this time, he couldn't help it, most of his power was consumed by the flames, and a white light was produced, carrying the power of reincarnation, pulling him in mercilessly.
"Clean up here, save the dead souls!"
Qing Mangzi issued orders again and again, and was very satisfied to watch his subordinates clean up the battlefield, and gathered together the living souls captured by Wutong God and enslaved in the palace.
"We are under the command of Taiyi Heishui Tianzun who saves suffering, and we are here to redeem you. By the order of Tianzun, I bestow on you the "Land Treasure Sutra", so that you can escape the sea of suffering!"
After a while, looking at the large area of cowering souls below, and even some pretty girls among them, Qing Mangzi sighed secretly, and said loudly: "This is the mercy of the Heavenly Lord, hurry up and pray to me!"
Although the others hesitated, the Yin soldiers were used to it, and they arranged their appearances one after another, and followed Qing Mangzi in the ceremony of chanting and praying:
"The heaven and the earth are selfless, and the gods observe them. Do not bless you for sacrifices, and do not bring disasters for disrespect. Ordinary people have power that cannot be exhausted, blessings that cannot be exhausted, and poverty that cannot be bullied. These three are the cycle of destiny, which goes round and round. Therefore, one day of doing good, although the blessing has not yet arrived, the misfortune will be far away. One day of doing evil, although the misfortune will not come, the blessing will be far away...
The ceremony of conversion of ambition and destiny, Qinghua Changle Realm, Dongji Miaoyan Palace. Fangqian forest of seven treasures, nine-color lotus seat. Inside Wanzhen Ring Arch. Among the tens of billions of auspicious lights, the earth god of black water should be transformed into Xuanyuanshi. The catastrophe will come down to Tzu Chi, and the gate of nectar will be great. The true body of the Miaodao, the auspicious appearance of purple gold, can be felt at random, and the vows are boundless. Great sage, great mercy, great compassion and great wishes. Shifang Huahao, Purdue sentient beings. During billions of kalpas, he can save countless people. Searching for the sound and feeling, Taiyi Black Water saves Ku Tianzun! "
The magnificent scriptures resounded and turned into circles of golden light falling down, carrying the merciful taste of redemption.
Snapped!
A white light fell and landed on the head of a living soul who followed the chanting unconsciously, but the samsara was opened and automatically received.
"Ah... this is the real way to save people, thank you, my lords! Thank you, my lords!"
With the first example, there will be the second and third immediately. Many dead souls prayed sincerely, reborn in reincarnation, and some even kowtowed and said goodbye with tears in their eyes.
In a short time, a half of the soul was thrown into the cycle of reincarnation, and the merits brought by this were also huge. The golden light fell, and Qing Mangzi's injuries immediately healed without medicine, and even the flames became more vigorous. Several of them The knight let out a roar of joy, and the flame above his head broke through a foot in an instant.
"Praise Taiyi Black Water for saving Ku Tianzun!"
After the ceremony, everyone bowed their heads, and at this moment they were sincere.