Wu Qiudao smiled: "No, if it doesn't work, let's just go in through the hole and go back through the hole!"
The two looked at each other and went back into the fox hole, only to find that there was no passage.
He Qiong asked in surprise: "What is going on?"
Wu Qiudao thought for a while: "After the Jedi Heavenly Passage, the Cave Heaven Paradise will no longer be connected to the sky. The remaining gaps in time and space may also change at any time. The path to heaven that can be taken today will not be accessible tomorrow. This is normal."
He Qiong was a little panicked: "Then if we don't have the Guanguniao, will we never be able to return to the human world in this life?"
He Qiong asked: "That's not right! Third Master Uncle is not dreaming about the Immortal World all day long. He might be in Taixu Immortal Realm right now."
"Thirty-six heavens of Taixu, six heavens of desire realm, eighteen heavens of color realm, four heavens of colorless realm, four Brahma heavens, three pure heavens, and Da Luo heaven are all among them. He is resident in Tai Huang Zengtian. We don't know how far apart we are.
Ji Zhongtian, how can I contact you?"
He Qiong stopped talking.
Wu Qiudao scratched his head: "In this case, let's search nearby and maybe we can find the way Master Zixiao and the others came. Over there is the secret path of Louguan Dao, which should be open all the time."
The two of them ran around trying to catch any clues, but after searching for a long time, they found nothing.
He Qiong followed Wu Qiudao, hesitated for a while and said in a low voice: "It's okay if we really can't get out. The two of us will be a couple in this Taixu fairyland. If we can't compare, why would we die? I'm willing to be a couple."
Mandarin ducks don’t envy immortals.”
Wu Qiudao just pretended not to hear and changed the topic: "I have a guess. They must have flown in from the sky, so it is normal that there are no traces on the ground."
He Qiong curled his lips: "Coward!"
"Wait!" Wu Qiudao suddenly stretched out his hand to signal his senior sister to be silent. He closed his eyes and felt the mysterious attraction of the spiritual platform, and his face turned ugly.
He Qiong also became worried, her heart seemed to be in her throat, but she didn't dare to say anything for fear of disturbing her cute little junior brother.
"Huh..." Wu Qiudao opened his eyes after a long time, let out a long breath, and said to He Qiong with a wry smile, "Sister, I have good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"
He Qiong tilted his head: "Let's break the bad news first."
Wu Qiudao replied: "The bad news is that I know where this is."
He Qiong was surprised: "Isn't this good news?"
Wu Qiudao said: "But the key point is that this is Zhuluo Emperor Jiatian, and I'm afraid it's not far from the dojo of the Hungry Ghost King Buddha Bi Shecha."
He Qiong thought for a while and didn't understand: "How do you know this?"
Wu Qiudao also hesitated for a moment: "Because I have practiced a little bit of the Thirty-Six Paths of Hungry Ghost Great Wheel Sutra taught by Bi Shezhe."
He Qiong was shocked: "Junior brother, why do you practice everything? Didn't senior brother tell you that the more exercises you practice, the greater the risk of Taoism?"
Wu Qiudao smiled bitterly: "At that time, I felt that I was the chosen one. I had the power of resurrection after death, so I didn't care about these taboos. Now I know that resurrection can only delay Taoist pollution, but cannot completely isolate it. Now it is too late.
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He Qiong endured it, but couldn't help but said: "Junior brother, you can't go on like this, go back to Kunlun! Three disasters, practicing eight disasters is not a joke! If you continue like this, one day you will..."
"I know! But I have my own ideas and my pursuits!" Wu Qiudao did not say any more and said directly, "Let's not talk about this anymore. The Hungry Ghost King Buddha's dojo is so close. There may be some clues. Let's go and take a look.
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As everyone can see, Wu Qiudao deceived Lu Yan. On that day, he said that he would not practice the "Thirty-six Ways of the Hungry Ghost Maha Wheel Sutra", but in fact he not only practiced it, but also took away the seventy-two of the flying yaksha Zhang Tianqin.
Fifty-seven mistakes were found. The rest were either that he had not reached the corresponding level of practice, or that the mistakes did not affect the effect of the technique itself.
Now, he stood at the door of a celestial city, and when he looked up, he saw a peaceful scene.
This is a city called Balian Fuyi, located under the rule of the local Magadha Kingdom. Even in the Taixu Heavenly Realm, it is very prosperous.
The city evidently occupied the main thoroughfares, so that travelers came from all directions and crowded the markets and roads.
The heavenly generals and star officials were patrolling in an orderly manner with the heavenly troops composed of heavenly warriors. The passing heavenly people consciously gave way to the road; the flying gods and yakshas could not stand the crowding on the ground, so they bypassed the road in the air.
; The immortal official shouted loudly to the yellow scarf warriors carrying heavy goods, guiding them where to set up their stalls.
Businessmen stood in stalls and shops shouting various offers and activities; goddesses passed by these stalls in groups, and from time to time someone would stand alone in front of the stall and bargain with the owner; even the most difficult to control their emotions
The asuras and rakshasas are very careful to avoid stepping on other people's property.
In such a prosperous commercial city, Wu Qiudao and He Qiong, two mortals from this world, blended in without being noticeable.
Both Wu Qiudao and He Qiong transformed into gods. He turned into a male Asura. His ugly face covered up his ghostly charm. With his hood on, he looked no different from other people.
He Qiong turned into a Gandharva. The silk strips on her body were flying in the wind. She obviously had some Kinnara blood and her ears were somewhat pointed.
The two pretended to be very interested in the local specialties of Balen Fuyi, and talked about local attractions and customs to the merchants setting up stalls, just like ordinary heavenly beings who happened to be traveling here.
The merchant was also very enthusiastic and soon started chatting about many special features of this city. Wu Qiudao even took the initiative to talk about the Bishezhe Cult and the Cryptozoology without asking.
The entire Magadha Kingdom worships the Hungry Ghost King Buddha, so that although Bishecha religion is not a state religion, it is spread throughout the country, and Balenfu is no exception.
The entire city is about thirty miles long and six miles wide. There are wide trenches around the city. The city wall has 570 towers and 64 gates. It is lined with green trees and there are peacocks and colorful luan everywhere, both outside and inside the city.
Many stone tablets and pillars have been erected in the city, on which are engraved the scriptures and precepts of the Bisheze religion. Apart from her, there is no other god in Balian Fuyi.
It is said that the Buddha Bisheja is the first god to be resurrected from the dead. Therefore, there is no market here for tombs, tombstones, tombs, cremation piles and other taboo things related to tombs.
On the contrary, in order to imitate the miracle of the god's resurrection from the dead, all the corpses that died within the city walls would be sent to the charnel house in the center of the city. Yes, the temple of Buddha Bisheja was called the charnel house, and they were sacrificed to the hungry. Of course there is no need for ghost king Buddha, funerals and tombs.
It is said that in that dark temple, the corpse will be left for several days until the corpse begins to rot and emits the fragrant corpse smell, and then it will be eaten by the priests of the Bishezha sect.
He Qiong asked in surprise: "The body will be eaten?"
The merchant was a little helpless: "Of course! You outsiders always don't understand. In most places in Zhuluo Huangjitian, dying in the Kingdom of Magadha is a terrible curse and a curse word."