Chapter 171 Four Paths
The sky is dark and the wind is faint. The springs and small lakes transformed by the yin energy appear faintly, with faint mist floating, with faint crying sounds and ghost energy, which makes people feel cold.
Wang Cunye looked at himself, with dense talismans on his red body, and red lights appeared, carrying a trace of mysterious aura, condensed into three feet of red light.
"The reason why ghost immortals are called ghost immortals is that they can travel to the underworld!" Wang Cunye thought in his mind. With the thought moving, the red and white qi rotated against each other on the Yin God, forming a deep and difficult-to-understand light.
"Separation and Transport Divine Light" is a divine light derived from the transformation of yin and yang into its original cultivation. With this protection, there is basically no worries here.
Wang Cunye saw that the underworld was dark and had no time to explore and appreciate it. He suddenly turned into a red light, which broke through the sky in a blink of an eye.
Since you are your own Yin God, the "Yin God Crossing Technique" can be used for a hundred miles in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, I stopped in one place and saw it.
A Fusang city was built with huge rocks. The middle is Honman, but it has five levels, which is very spectacular. The entrance is a giant gate. The inside is a white air, and there is no gray at all, which permeates the street houses.
What a blessed land!
There is a layer of white and yellow energy on the earth, which is the earth energy, but the earth energy is very strange, and there are few red and blue colors on the record.
The ground atmosphere is gray and white, and it has a vicious aura. These lands are not suitable for living, and once a house is built, the family will eventually decline.
If there is a slightly thin black fog, this is a haunted house.
If you have white energy, you will be blessed for a long time and live for a long time.
Yellow is already a very good place to live in a good place. If you live for a long time, you can be rich. As for purple air, it is the king's earth dragon.
This earth energy not only needs to fight for people, but also needs to fight for ghosts and gods. Human settlements are yang houses, and gods live in the dark houses (city). With these white energy, the ghosts and gods living on them can live without sacrifice. This white energy is food, and I don’t want this god to have this basic blessed land!
"Ten Directions Divine Seal!" In the underworld, the seal is not as faint as it is in the Yang world, but now it is thick and solid, shining with red and golden light, hanging from above, turning into a silky light curtain and falling, and immediately covering the pill.
Wherever the red and golden light went, there was a sizzling sound. More than a dozen ghost soldiers suddenly screamed, turning into gray, and constantly landing above the sea of consciousness.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Cunye flashed a red light and rushed forward.
A thick white mist was filled with light from the inside. It was constantly coming from the void, and the sound of praise, praise, and worship were heard.
Once Wang Cunye falls into it, his slightest desire will turn into a fierce intention, and it will continue to get contaminated. Once contaminated, it will invade the corrupt Yin God.
But what fear is Wang Cunye at this time? The red and white qi rotate together, and these wishes will be shattered or eliminated as soon as they enter.
But after only a few steps, a black shadow pounced on him. It was a Fusang warrior. Wang Cunye smiled coldly and slashed it with a sword, turning it into two halves and turning it into streamer light.
"These are warriors on the blessed land, but not many!" Shinto could not open up cave heavens and kingdoms in one day, and was subject to the underworld. He had to be subject to the temple, blessed land, and spiritual palace, and could only provide for a few close relatives.
Fengyin Qishen could not take this step, and it had not had much impact on Wang Cunye. He stepped forward and showed a cold sword light in the fog.
Yinqi City. Inner Courtyard
The cherry blossoms bloomed little by little. Standing under the eaves, you can see the streets and houses below. On the far side is a wilderness forest, on the left is an ocean, there are no mountains here, and there are small hills nearby.
For Inao Hime who lives in the inner courtyard, life after death is not difficult, and she is even happier than the sun, but she is the daughter of Fengyin Qishen!
“What day is today?”
“It’s May 7th again!”
"Okay, you'll go on my behalf and send the monk Shenxue who serves food to the wilderness forest."
"Yes, princess..." Someone agreed and asked the servant to pass on the meal. These meals were said to be transformed from top sacrificial sacrifices. They not only taste delicious, but also have a strong spirit.
At this moment, there was a noise in the transmission not far away. Inaohime frowned and said, "Go and see what happened."
"Yes!" The maid wanted to pull the door out, but suddenly a warrior broke through the paper door, fell in, and turned into a ball of yin energy and died and dissipated.
"Ahhh!" The maid screamed in fear, but there was a sword light outside. Inao Hime knelt on the Tatami, but saw two guards being chopped again, turning into yin energy and dissipating.
The sound of killing fell, and a young man with three feet of red light flashed in. He looked like a Fusang samurai or a Daming man in his clothes. The young man held a long sword and the sword light was three feet, looking around and looking at him, his posture was heroic and powerful.
"What's going on? Why are there enemies invading here? Where is my father?" She held her skirt tightly, thinking with a pale face.
At this time, the boy's eyes flashed and he saw it inside. With just a glance, Inao Ji felt heavy pressure pressing on her body, and she couldn't even say anything.
"Who is this person, which god? Am I going to be killed?" Just as Despair appeared in Inao Ji, Wang Cunye withdrew his gaze.
Whether it is hypocritical or pretentious, Wang Cunye has always been punishing his target. Of course, someone resisted along the way, and it was just a killing. After taking a look, Wang Cunye stepped into a courtyard.
I don’t know where the courage came from, but suddenly stood up and ran forward. When I got inside, I heard a shout, but I could understand the sound - "Thunder!"
Lightning broke through the sky in the underworld without any warning. Lightning gathered and gathered together to form an electric snake, which thundered down. Even if you looked from a distance, the loud bang made Daoji fall out with a loud bang. A red light flashed, and the amulet given by his father resisted the impact.
"Middle Earth Thunder Method?" A voice came from the darkness. The voice was domineering, but it was the voice of Fengyin Qishen: "Hmph, I, Fusang, also have Thunder God, and even more powerful - Hundred Ghosts Walking Night!"
A magic spell, a black evil aura that was even more intense than the thick ink rushed out. Wang Cunye originally showed disdain, but when these ghosts appeared, they changed slightly.
Ghosts in Fusang not only refer to ghosts, but also some lower gods. There was a time when the day was human time, and the night was ghosts and gods. This is the legendary famous "Hundred Ghosts Night Walking".
Suddenly, the space was dark and unpredictable. This was close to a certain field. If it were an ordinary Yin God, it would be impossible to deal with thousands of ghosts and gods at once.
Seeing the ghosts in the dark, screaming, crying, and struggling, and an almost suffocating breath filled with them, Wang Cunye sneered and shouted: "Good come!"
The sword went up and the sword light flashed. Each point not only carried magic power, but also had a power from the turtle shell. As long as it belonged to the soul, it would dissipate immediately as soon as it was killed.
For a moment, magic power fluctuated continuously in the darkness, and the sound of killing sounds rose everywhere.
"The Taoist inside can still support you, and you can offer sacrifices and blood food!" Fengyin Qishen's voice came out again, and immediately a group of people responded, dancing strange dances, and threw the food into the darkness.
As the dance was injected with a trace of extraordinary power, everyone watched in silence. After a moment, the sound of killing in the dark gradually subsided, and a quietness made people unable to help but feel cold.
Fengyin Qishen stepped forward several times, hesitated and stopped. Finally, he reached out and grabbed it, and he was about to see the result.
At this moment, the sword light flashed, and Fengyin Qishen took a few steps back, but it was too late. He only saw the eyebrows explode and a scar appeared.
Ghosts and gods are different from humans, and this is not too serious, but the scars are expanding at this time. Affected by this, red and golden light spots on Fengyin Qishen suddenly emerged, and countless worship and praise came from the sound of this. However, this only lasted for a minute, and with a bang, a ball of inspiration exploded.
"No, father!" Inao Ji was still roaring, and a red light flashed and all strange things disappeared.
Sun Ship. Cabin
Wang Cunye sat upright on the bed, and saw a flash of red light and the Yin God returned to his position.
In the sinking sea, a huge god more than ten meters high appeared above the turtle shell. As soon as the god appeared, he hissed: "I am the Master of Fusang, how dare you!"
The next moment, the turtle shell transformed into a black bridge, which immediately suppressed its body. The black light turned and grinded. The gods screamed and turned and grinded again. They could no longer resist. They turned into countless pieces of debris. The black light flashed and brushed up. A small piece of red liquid was brushed down. After swallowing the turtle shell, it digested itself. The red air surged down and fell into the red pond.
At this time, the red air flowed down like a spring water, and the water surface of the Lingchi continued to expand and gradually grew.
"Although the divine power accumulated by this god is huge, it is getting smaller and smaller to me. The third time this ghost immortal turns into the sea of fire is two feet long, totaling twenty feet. When will I get enough magic power?"
Wang Cunye thought secretly, and saw that the originally fifteen-foot spiritual pool swallowed the gods and hundreds of ghosts, but it was only sixteen feet. This is because from fifteen-foot to sixteen feet, the magic power required is 20% of the original. Although there are many gods, it is only 20%, and to reach twenty feet, it is twice as many as fifteen feet!
But at this time, I was not worried, but I saw four red gold-shaped edicts appearing, and a trace of red light was circulating.
"There are four ways of shipping, treating diseases, eliminating disasters and avoiding disasters, and good luck!" Wang Cunye looked at him in surprise. At this time, he achieved the Yin God, but there was no need for many procedures. Just a flash of black light, and the four red imperial edicts disappeared.
Zhongtu. Hongming County. Dayan Temple. Main Hall
The pilgrims burning incense are constantly flowing, and the incense is power torrential power rolling into the statue. Bai Susu closed her eyes and meditated, and the core sign from the turtle shell digests the incense power bit by bit.
At this time, the divine body suddenly shook, and four rays of light appeared, and a faint sound of heaven appeared.
Around the dark gold talisman in the heart, the golden talisman of Pingshan Wanhe was still on it. At this moment, four red gold-shaped talismans appeared around, and the dark gold talisman was secretly worshipped.
"There are four more channels, including shipping, treating diseases, eliminating disasters and avoiding disasters, and good luck, all have great potential. It seems that the two red talismans in Qingzhu River and Liukouzi River below are no longer needed." Thinking of this, Bai Susu thought about it and made a calculation.
Chapter completed!