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Chapter 441 There are ghosts in the underworld

These six old people can be regarded as a thing of the past and present.

I know Zhou Gongdan, who is both literary and military. After King Wu died, Zhou Gongdan was assisting the Great Zhou Dynasty!

Guan Zhong, the prime minister who was the most dominant in the Spring and Autumn Period, was no problem with conspiracy.

Li Si, the Qin Dynasty was bound to unify the world, and his contribution was indispensable.

Fang Xuanling, the Xuanwu Gate Incident was his work. Is it a good guy?

Di Renjie, there are not many people in the world who can make good decisions, he is one of them. The restoration of the Tang Dynasty is bound to be his contribution!

Although Zhang Juzheng did not save the fate of the Ming Dynasty, he also let the Ming Dynasty look back.

It seems that the old ancients are right, gold shines everywhere. These people govern the world when they are alive, with the highest officials, below one person and above ten thousand people.

If they die, the underworld is not wasted at all, so they will continue to use their remaining energy. The Six Case Gongcao, in this underworld, is afraid that this status is not low.

Just these few, it is a great master to pull out one of them at will in the living world. What's more, now that six digits are added to one piece, the effect does not increase exponentially, and it should be the increase of the multiplication.

"Is it easy to fight?" Thinking of this, I asked the Jade Emperor.

"No matter how powerful it is, it is from the human being in the world. You and I are real gods and Buddhas. What's so scary about it? But if you talk about it, they are all old acquaintances." The Jade Emperor said disdainfully and jokingly.

Yes, no matter how bad I am, I can communicate with extraordinary energy. I am afraid of yarn! I just don’t know where this old acquaintance starts.

If he didn't say it, I was too lazy to ask. Anyway, it would be revealed in the end, as if anyone wouldn't have some patience.

But I don’t know what happened recently, but it seems that I have lost the ambition that I had just started to fight in the underworld. I always feel that fighting and killing like this is really meaningless.

Now I seem to understand that I am not afraid of war, but I am tired of war.

Life and death, reincarnation, and we have seen too much along the way. First, we try our best to beat the other party to death, and then communicate with the power of the extraordinary heavens to reborn and recreate them.

I really feel that life is impermanent and life and death are of little significance. You say that you are all good and pursue your own happiness is such a wonderful thing! What kind of devil do you have to be well-behaved!

However, whether it is a human being or a god, it is rare to be afraid of not being able to fight well. When facing difficulties, it is afraid of doing things that are repeated until you are boring and boring, but you still have to persist!

If I really return in the future, wouldn’t I have to do repetitive things every day?

Save people! Save people! Save people! Save people endlessly.

I had that string in my previous life, and I made such a great wish - I will not become a Buddha without hell!

I probably might understand now that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva now has the magic power of heaven, the unparalleled method, and the help of many, the only fear that he lacks is persistence!

The vow of not becoming a Buddha without empty hell is not a simple vow, but a cause that requires strong willpower to persevere. The purpose is to awaken all living beings in the three realms and have the power of self-salvation.

Thinking of this, I shook my golden body, raised my energy, and looked into the distance - the revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard.

I didn't care about how to talk to the Jade Emperor along the way. It was all about psychological activities, so I didn't care much about the time. Instead, I heard some low-key discussions behind me, as if I said that I had been away this time a little too long.

"Wen Liang, Qiao Kun, what time is it in the world of the world now?" After fighting several consecutive battles, I forgot this time. The best way is to ask the God of Day Tour and the God of Night Tour.

"Return to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, starting from the Heavenly Gate of Fengdu City, the time we fought was reduced by half. When we left Yinshuai City, the time we had in the world was July 2010, but now I can't calculate the time!" Wen Liang said, Qiao Kun was standing beside him at this time.

"It seems that these six people are just so capable when they are added together. They are playing ghosts and walls in the underworld." People's mood changed, and they were all actively considering the problem at this time.

However, it is still a bit of a Taoist practice to hide it from the eyes of all gods and Buddhas. At least I was caught, right?

"Lei Zhenzi, now show us the power of Jesus' world!" I didn't turn my head and directly lit Lei Zhenzi's general.

Lei Zhenzi, the king of angels, has twelve great angels under his command. Angels should be the god with a pure and bright mind.

We have been staying in the world of the Nanzhan Continent for too long and have too many grudges. It is not surprising that we can be covered in our eyes when we enter the underworld.

This angel may be the beginning of the creation of heaven and earth. The great god Nuwa left a trace of pure power between heaven and earth. Although it has been in the Nanzhan Continent without any visible mountains or leaking water, it may be a hidden power.

What's more, people know that to break this ghost and smash the wall, the best thing is to use the boy's shit. We have many boys here, but when we enter the underworld, all the gods and Buddhas no longer eat or drink. Where did they come from?

So, the angels came in handy at the right time.

Lei Zhenzi received the order and flew up. The golden stick in his hand spread out. Then the twelve apostles flew into the air one after another. The white body and flawless wings made people feel refreshed.

Lei Zhenzi's golden stick was thrown out of his hand and turned into a huge golden cross.

In Simon Peter's hand was a silver-white cross, shining with a faint light;

Andrew took out three nails from his hand.

Jacob held a pillar of shame in his hand.

John also pulled out the whip in his hand.

Philip took out a crown of thorns.

Bardoroma raised the "inri" sign.

Thomas shook open his purple robe.

Matthew's hand was a long stick, but I didn't seem to see clearly what the front end of the stick was.

Little Jacob unfolded a sweat towel.

There was a spear in Datai's hand, and several dice appeared in Ximen's hand.

Matthia was holding a garland in his hand.

"At first God created the heaven and earth. The earth was empty and chaotic. The abyss surface was dark. The Spirit of God ran on the water. God said that if there was light, there would be light. God saw that light was good. So he separated the light and dark..."

Lei Zhenzi led the twelve angels and spoke in one's mouth.

The voice was very soft and very friendly. During the reading of the scriptures, except for the silver-white cross in Simon Peter's hand, there was no change in any other eleven items, all of them slowly changed, and finally became silver-white crosses, exactly the same as the cross in Simon Peter's hand, flashing with a faint and dazzling light.

Immediately afterwards, thirteen crosses flew out of their hands and gathered in the air. They were suddenly filled with glory, and the gods and Buddhas were also fascinated by them.

After a ray of light, a shadow of a person appeared. The shadow was pale white, clearer, more and more agile, more and more energetic, and it was obvious that it was a goddess.

Shouldn’t they summoned the Lord Jesus? I haven’t seen him for a long time and thought he would show up this time, but I didn’t expect that the Goddess came out.

The image of this goddess, I seemed to have seen it in church during the time I stayed in the United States. People call her "The Virgin Mary", the mother of Jesus.

However, between the eyes of Virgin Mary, I always feel familiar, not the familiar ones I have seen in the church, but the familiar ones I have seen in the dark, very close but also very distant.

The Virgin Mary smiled at me, lifted her agile arm, and waved it lightly. The scene in front of her had changed drastically - Oh, why are you still wandering in front of this Yin Shuai City!

When I look at it again, Lei Zhenzi and the twelve apostles had already fallen from the air, the image of the Virgin Mary disappeared, and we returned to reality again.

This giant ghost ship was just shuttled back and forth before Yinshuai City, and had not yet sailed forward. This was so angry and funny: "General Xi, continue driving the ship."

If you are fooled by others, you have to admit defeat. There are too many times when you are not as good as others, and you don’t care about this time.

But I didn't seem to care too much about these, but kept wondering who this Virgin Mary looks like?

"Don't think about it. I really don't know how to save the three realms with just your head and memory!" The Jade Emperor's ability was so great that I couldn't control anything else, but I always felt very unhappy if I could see through my thoughts!

"Who do you know her?" I turned my head and asked.

"Have you been to Bufantian?" The Jade Emperor began to whisper at this time. I thought to myself that you also have something to do with.

"I've been there." I asked in confusion.

"Who did you meet?" asked the Jade Emperor in a low voice.

"See the girl..." I suddenly realized that before I could express the word "wa", I had already thought of who it was, and of course I forced the word back.

It turns out that we believe in the same God. Nuwa created the world, and Jesus Christ talked about God creating the world, the principles are the same!

Don’t say that Christ is her Son, all sentient beings in the three realms were created by her own hands, and who is not her people!

Although the appearance seems to have changed after many years, and of course, due to the issue of faith, the concretization of the image of the gods by folk will also be different, but the temperament of the gods and the aura emitted by the aura will not change. This may be what I call familiarity.

(End of this chapter)
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