"I think what these evil creatures are doing, I'm afraid it may not be as simple as a ghost festival?"
Du Changqing, a monk from the Jin Sect, snorted coldly. He was not the only one who felt this way. In fact, most cultivators felt this way. It was not the impression this Ghost Festival had on them, but the subtle impression that had been exerted on them over the past hundred years.
The Taoists have suspicions about this, but after all, Yin and Yang are separated from each other, so this is something that cannot be proven.
What touched them most deeply was the attitude of these ghost soldiers towards ordinary dead souls.
Over the past hundreds of years, changes have been carried out bit by bit. The good attitude of ghosts in history has long been a thing of the past, and it has gradually evolved into treating people like slaves, pigs and dogs, especially in large-scale occasions such as the Shanyin Ghost Festival. , even if the ghost agents are trying to cover it up, some things cannot be hidden.
In the underworld, the vast number of dead souls means to these ghosts in the underworld what ordinary people in the underworld mean to cultivators. For cultivators who have been implementing the principle of equal coexistence with ordinary cultivators, the behavior of these ghosts is very strange. dissatisfied.
By extension, it is not difficult to judge the current bad situation in the underworld. It may not be clear yet, but the direction and trend are clear.
Gao Yunqi sneered, "These ghosts and ghosts wantonly harvest Yang Qi, which has gone beyond the scope of normal practice. It seems to be contrary to the practice concept. I don't know their purpose of doing this.
The underworld is an alternative paradise. Who can compete with them? The environment has not changed for thousands of years. Why are you so eager to strengthen yourself? "
These ideas are also not his own, but come from the elders of his sect. The old guys have suspicions but cannot confirm them, so they can only watch and wait.
This is a very passive situation, but there is no other better way.
At first, they only heard the elders occasionally talk about it, but now they actually participated in the ghost festival in person, and found that what they said was true. Just like now, the so-called high platform sacrifice method is actually to transfer the yang energy from the masses of dead souls.
When the soul of the dead is transferred to the underworld, there is a limit that it can withstand Yang energy; generally speaking, twelve years is used as the limit. If it exceeds twelve years, the soul of the deceased will completely transform into the underworld. It will not dare to touch even a trace of Yang energy, and it will die if it touches it. If you touch it, you will die.
But if they are new souls who have entered the underworld within the past twelve years, there is still the possibility of carrying a trace of yang energy. Of course, this refers to the current place where the yin and yang worlds intersect. When these souls return to the underworld, except for a very small number of yang energy, When Qi transformation occurs, most of the dead souls will lose their trace of Yang Qi.
This is how the ghosts and ghosts capture a large amount of Yang Qi. This kind of Yang Qi power transformed through the soul comes much faster and much faster than if they absorb it directly.
Therefore, you can kindly understand that the Shanin Ghost Festival is to provide these new souls with an opportunity to look back on the world of the sun;
But it can also be maliciously understood that these dead souls are just tools for the ghosts to cultivate themselves. They disperse them to absorb the yang energy, and then transform them into these ghost masters through rituals.
The Yang Qi that a dead soul can bear is extremely limited and can almost be ignored, but if the amount reaches a certain limit, it is also a very terrifying amount.
The Splendid Continent has a population of over billions. How many people will leave in twelve years? An astronomical number!
Every twelve years, a group of ghost soldiers will come over to harvest it... This may be for cultivation, but it doesn't seem to be wrong.
Besides these defenseless souls, are there any other threats to the underworld?
Today has come to the last day of the Twelve Days Ghost Festival. The Yang Qi in the bodies of the massive dead souls has been harvested in batches, but the last batch of souls have not returned.
In terms of quantity alone, hundreds of thousands of dead souls are really nothing compared to the total number of hundreds of millions. Even if this part of the yang energy cannot be absorbed in the end, it will not affect the fundamentals.
But if it is for the completeness, joy and perfection of a festival, it may be nothing.
Although ghosts have no face, they are the ones with the best face.
The ghost howls on the altar became more and more shrill. It was a threat, an urging, an intimidation, forcing the last group of dead souls to run for their lives.
This is a family matter of the ghosts in the underworld, and no one can stop them; in fact, more than a hundred monks from various sects in the mainland are also looking forward to ending this as soon as possible.
After staying in this damn place for a long time, even my mood becomes gloomy.
Compared with other groups of dead souls who gathered early, the late arrival of this last group obviously cannot be explained by disobedience of orders. On this point, the ghosts know very well that they are very familiar with the current world where yin and yang intersect, but this is not an excuse.
reasons.
In such a grand festival, with the eyes of many people and hundreds of millions of ghosts watching, the last and most important process of the entire ceremony had to be rearranged. This is very difficult for ghosts who don't like to use their brains.
Intolerable.
In such an atmosphere, from a distance, a team of hundreds of thousands of ghosts finally appeared in everyone's sight. They were running awkwardly and lazily, but their formation could still be barely discerned.
The number of hundreds of thousands seems staggering, but it is also small compared to the large formation they are about to merge into.
The person responsible for this Shanyin Ghost Festival is a group of bull-headed and horse-faced noodles, a batch, dozens, not a pair. In the perception of mortals, it seems that there is only one pair of bull-headed and horse-faced noodles in the underworld, which is wrong.
The bull-headed horse-faced ones are more like the title of an underworld official, rather than a specific one; they all look alike, are sinister, and are described as ugly. This is seen in the eyes of mortals, but in the eyes of monks, these ghosts are
There is still a difference.
But the specific differences in status and positions are not something that human cultivators can understand. After all, there are ghost palaces in the ten directions in the underworld, and the career system is a mess to outsiders.
These ghost messengers lead hundreds of ghost soldiers and are the leaders of this Shanin Ghost Festival.
The ghost's roar suddenly became high-pitched and sharp, and even human cultivators could hear the anger in it. Then, a bull's head came out of the crowd,
The halberd hands pointed at each other, "The first is the loss of trust, the second is the late return, the third is the disorder of the rules, and the fourth is the violation of the rules!
The Tenth Hall of Yama has a strict order, but you do not keep the Yin Hour. We have tired all the souls and waited for no reason, and almost missed the auspicious hour. What crime should you do?"
As if singing an opera, hundreds of ghost soldiers on the altar behind shouted in unison, "Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The bullhead let out a ferocious laugh, turned his hand, and a hundred-foot-long black soul-splitting whip appeared in his hand. When it was twirled in the air, the sound of the whip exploding was like muffled thunder.
The next moment, the long whip rolled up and was thrown at the dead souls floating in front. Just look at the castration. If they were really hit, thousands of dead souls would probably fall into ecstasy under the whip.
Sooner than later, a black-coloured horse suddenly accelerated and rushed up from the team. Even faster than the black-coloured horse, there was a cold sword light!
The flying sword arrived in an instant and passed through the vital part of the bull's head accurately. Never had the underworld creature seen such a thunderbolt method. It was helpless and was chopped into ashes!
The black horse rushed to the front of the team, the knight reined in, raised its front hooves high, and the horse neighed like a drill!
There is a man on horseback holding a long sword upside down, looking around with eagle eyes, pointing a halberd at the altar, silently showing off his authority!
...Cheng Zui serves as the swordsman, and Qingfeng plays the sound of Yan.
