Hearing the human words spoken by the skeleton, Shen Lang was frightened. Isn't this thing a puppet?
Shen Lang couldn't see the cultivation level of this thing, so he could only ask tentatively: "May I ask if you are the envoy of lamentation?"
The purple skeleton said while rowing: "I don't know how many years have passed, but you are still the first person to say my name. I really miss it..."
Listening to his words, he should be acquiescing to his identity as the messenger of lamentation.
"It's strange, the gate to hell has been closed, how can you, a living person, come to this river of lamentation?" The purple skeleton asked slowly, his voice rough and hoarse, making people shudder.
Shen Lang hoped to get some information from the lamenting messenger, so he said frankly: "I came to this hell through the Yinsijing."
"Yinsijing? Then you are a monk from the underworld?" the purple skeleton asked.
"I am not a monk from the underworld." Shen Lang replied truthfully.
"Only living monks who are loyal to Hades are qualified to enter hell. If not, you should get off the ship!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the envoy of lament suddenly waved the golden oar in his hand with both hands, setting off a fierce golden storm, and blasted towards Shen Lang with lightning speed, and the momentum was astonishing.
Shen Lang also didn't expect that the Lament Messenger would take action suddenly, and he couldn't help being startled. The Shura Holy Eyes between his eyebrows spit out a large amount of blood, trying to withstand the impact of this golden storm.
"Boom boom boom!"
The two magical powers collided with each other, causing a big explosion.
"The top mysterious magic, Mithril Holy Armor!"
Between the electric light and flint, the silver light on the surface of Shen Lang's soul body surged, and a large number of nine-turn seals condensed with each other, turning into a dazzling mithril holy cloth, which withstood the impact of the explosion.
As early as when the soul left the body, Shen Lang had already transferred all the nine-turn seals in the physical body to the soul body, and the soul body was able to exert 100% of the defensive power of the nine-turn seals.
After the blow, Shen Lang's soul body was not damaged at all, but it was still inevitably thrown out of the wooden boat by the impact of the explosion.
It's not that the lamented messenger is too strong, but that Shen Lang is not used to fighting with a soul body. The soul body is too light and can easily be affected by energy shocks and be blown away.
Seeing that he was about to fall into the river of lamentation again, Shen Lang had quick eyes and quick hands, and quickly used the underworld weapon Yama Scythe, and hooked the hull of the ship with the hook blade of the scythe with his backhand!
Shen Lang didn't want to fall into the river again, so he hooked the Yama Scythe behind the boat, pulled hard, and fell into the wooden boat again.
The water in the River of Lament can swallow everything. If you fall into the river again, it will be almost impossible to catch up with the wooden boat.
It is worth mentioning that this Yama Scythe was a trophy obtained by Shen Lang after killing Queen Taishan. Long Ming had no shame in asking for it back, so Shen Lang simply claimed it and used it himself.
Although this treasure is not as powerful as the Qiankun Circle Huntian Ling's level of killer weapon, it is still a serious Ji Ling-level fairy treasure, and its power is not weak, so Shen Lang brought it to hell.
Unlike the wearable fairy treasures such as Qiankun Circle and Huntian Ling, Yama Scythe can be connected with its own soul after recognizing its owner, and can be used freely in hell.
"burial objects?"
The Lamenting Messenger seemed to recognize the Yama Scythe in Shen Lang's hand, and asked dully: "Since you are not a monk from the underworld, why do you have the underworld weapon with you?" Shen Lang felt that the other party's intelligence was not that high, so he lied:
"Although I am not a cultivator of the underworld, I am the newly recruited son-in-law of the current lord of the underworld. I was ordered by the lord of the underworld to come to the underworld to practice! This underworld weapon is worn around my neck.
The treasure pendants are all treasures given to me by the Lord of the Underworld."
"Master of the Underworld...it turns out that's the case. I blamed you wrongly."
The envoy lamented that he believed Shen Lang's words without thinking too much.
In the era of the Five Emperors, generally only monks who had been famous for a long time in the underworld were eligible to be awarded the underworld weapon. After the envoy of lament saw the underworld weapon, he no longer doubted Shen Lang and continued rowing.
This wooden boat looked old and worn out, but in fact it was extremely sturdy. After being hit by the explosion just now, it actually didn't do anything. It was also extremely fast, traveling tens of thousands of miles in just a few breaths, which made Shen Lang wonder again and again.
While sailing, Shen Lang asked: "Do you know how to reach the eighteenth level of hell as quickly as possible?"
"I am just a puppet in the River of Lament. I am only responsible for transporting living beings across the river. I don't know what the rest of hell is like." The Lament Messenger said calmly.
"puppet?"
Shen Lang frowned. It seemed that his initial thoughts were correct. The lament messenger was indeed a puppet. Otherwise, he would not be alive until now, and his intelligence would not be high.
"Are there many puppets like you in hell?" Shen Lang couldn't help but ask. He still wanted to get as much information as possible from the lamenting messenger.
The Lamenting Messenger said: "I don't know how many puppets there are in hell, but besides me, there should be other puppets. We were all created by the Lord of Samsara to maintain the normal operation of hell."
"According to this, could it be that the Underworld Hell was also created by the Samsara Heavenly Lord?" Shen Lang asked in surprise. The lamented messenger shook his head and said: "The Underworld Hell has existed since the birth of the True Immortal Realm, but the form of the landform may be different. The original Hell
It was a place where the dead who were extremely evil during their lifetime were punished. Later, the Samsara Goddess helped to save the dead step by step.
Escaped from the sea of suffering and re-established the order of hell."
"Samsara Heavenly Lord firmly believes that as long as the dead understand cause and effect from the pain of hell, abandon evil desires, embrace the light and be reborn, the world will get better and better. We puppets can also be regarded as supporters of the order of hell."
Having said this, Shen Lang finally understood why Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and the underworld wanted to intervene in the underworld.
According to ancient books, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva once practiced hard in the hell of the underworld in the realm of reincarnation. He finally understood the law of reincarnation and was promoted to the realm of the Taoist God. He swore that he would not become a Buddha until the hell was empty!
The so-called vow not to become a Buddha until hell is empty means that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva expects that in time the dead will go to hell less and less until they disappear completely!
This is indeed a grand vision.
Shen Lang had only heard of Buddhist monks who saved all living beings, but he had never heard of any great Buddha who saved the dead. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva should be the only one.
However, those who forcibly interfere with the order of reincarnation will still suffer divine punishment to a certain extent.
Therefore, during the Battle of Huaguo Mountain, Emperor Haotian did not take Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva seriously, and only regarded him as a third-rate deity. "In the era of the Five Emperors, in addition to us, there were also a large number of underworld monks maintaining order in hell.
.But later, for some unknown reason, the Samsara Heavenly Lord closed the door to hell. Since then, for countless years, you are still the third living person I have seen." The Lament Messenger said slowly.