Zhuo Lin was wearing a brown robe, standing next to Yushu, looking at the vast and soft scene, his eyes became more and more blurred.
During the Battle of Kunlun, he was captured by Jin Chanzi and suppressed in this secret place.
The imagined fates of searching for souls, being enslaved, and being the leader of an owl did not appear. It was as if I had been completely forgotten and abandoned in this uncaring place.
The Taiqiu in front of you is filled with brilliance, rich spiritual energy, and vitality is gradually bursting out.
Zhuo Lin knelt on the ground and gently stroked the rocks of Taiqiu with his slightly rough palms.
The unique warm charm of Guangdao flows quietly along the fingertips, blooming with a touch of warmth, which makes Zhuo Lin feel a lot.
Yesterday, Qingshi successfully broke through Taiyi and came to Taiqiu to tell him that he could leave at will or stay in Taiqiu to practice.
Zhuo Lin wanted to leave, but looking at the vastness of the ancient world, he had no place for himself, so he simply stayed here and assumed the responsibility of guarding Taiqiu.
"Am I wrong?"
Zhuo Lin gently stroked the rocks, his eyes full of doubts and concerns.
The ancestor of Yin and Yang has fallen, and the great undertakings that he worked hard on for several Yuanhui have completely disappeared.
Of the powerful lineup back then, only Zhuo Lin and Rakshasa Girl are still surviving in the wilderness. Strong men like Houqing, Dongwang, Yunxiao, Lihua, and Yuannan have all been wiped out in the depths of the Kunlun wave.
Zhuo Lin closed his eyes in pain, and memories of the past flashed through his mind.
Ancestor Yin Yang had a green face and a ferocious look on his face. He stretched out his big dry hand and patted Zhuo Lin's back gently: "Don't panic. Breaking through to the Spiritual Immortal is full of hardships. Your qualifications are extremely good and you will definitely not be ignored.
Obstacled by difficulties."
In the wind of pines over thousands of mountains, I strolled leisurely in the courtyard of Yuannan. My palms were filled with light, and thousands of golden colored glazes burst out, swaying freely around me.
He turned back and looked at Zhuo Lin, his eyes filled with admiration and joy.
"Silly boy, watch out, this move is called Gilded Su Zhengli in the Sky!"
Deep in the Netherworld, Hou Qing smiled, took out two fire plums from his arms, and placed them in front of Zhuo Lin.
"Juniors, try it quickly and see what it tastes like."
The gentle spring breeze quietly passed through Taiqiu, bringing Zhuo Lin's thoughts back.
He looked at the pure and smooth Taiqiu, and suddenly felt a little dazed. He wanted to question, shout, and roar.
Countless chaotic thoughts collided crazily in his heart, suddenly clustering around his throat, causing him to clench his fists and stare.
"Damn, it's so abominable."
"After putting in so much effort, it failed in the end."
"Yuannan, Houqing, Yunxiao, tell me, why do you do so much!"
"What is the meaning of practice!"
The longing for his friends, the reluctance to achieve his great cause, and the confusion of spiritual practice instantly turned into mist, gradually blocking Zhuo Lin's sight.
He sat on the ground dejectedly, suddenly feeling confused and wondering how to practice in the future.
At this moment, in Zhuo Lin's blurred vision, a pure light slowly appeared, turning into a simple and elegant sword.
The sword is about three feet long, and its surface is decorated with thousands of monsters. Its brilliance is restrained and its charm is leisurely.
Treasure·Demon Demon Killer!
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The colorful and gorgeous glow suddenly spread across the entire sky.
The extremely rich aura turns into a swaying golden lotus, quietly rippling between heaven and earth.
Wearing a gilt cassock, holding a pure vase, and with gentle eyes, Manjusri came to the realm governed by the underworld.
At this time, countless high-level officials from the underworld were out in force, all coming to greet him.
King Qin Guang's eyes were full of respect, and he bowed to Manjusri and saluted: "Son of Emperor Yin, please follow your orders."
"This place is not suitable for discussion. Let's go back to the underworld."
Manjusri nodded calmly, and then, surrounded by many powerful men, he plunged directly into the depths of the underworld.
The splendid and pure Buddha's light suddenly filled the depths of the underworld, and those ferocious evil spirits melted like ice and snow in an instant.
The sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling suddenly stopped, and the demons and monsters hid in the corner, trembling, not daring to show any arrogance.
As soon as Manjusri set foot in the underworld, the Yin Tian Zi Seal suddenly floated out, shining with a mysterious and noble charm.
Many powerful men from the underworld present quickly lowered their heads and did not dare to neglect.
"Fellow Taoist, you are well."
A gentle voice sounded quietly in the distance.
With a calm face like the spring breeze, he appeared quietly in front of Manjusri.
She is still wearing a brown dress, no change at all from the first time we met.
Manjusri nodded and asked with some confusion: "Ms. Pingxin, you asked me to come here in a hurry, but something bad happened."
Pingxin sighed, signaled to the higher-ups in the underworld to leave, and then brought Manjusri to Qingmei Cave.
"To be honest, just a few days ago, I felt the charm of the Witch-Slaying Sword. This weapon has been born."
"Witch Slayer Sword?"
Manjusri frowned, thinking about the key, and suddenly realized that he didn't know any information.
Pingxin's eyes were venomous, and he immediately saw Manjusri's doubts.
She took out the green plum tea, signaled Manjusri to taste it, and then explained it to him.
"The Witch-Slaying Sword is the nemesis of the Witch Clan. There are at least millions of Witch Clan lives stained on it. The moment this murderous weapon is born, all the Witch Clan can feel it."
"Induction?"
"That's right, fear in the heart is a fear that is engraved in the heart. Not only the branches of Nanzhan Continent, but also the direct bloodlines deep in the underworld feel this way."
When Pingxin said this, her eyes were full of worry.
"Fellow Manjushri, you don't know something. Many high-level officials in the underworld have powerful forces as their backers. If it weren't for the son of the Wu clan who gave up his body to become Yama, I'm afraid my authority would have been overthrown by Xuanmen.
Divided."
"Now, the Witch-Slaying Sword has appeared. To other races, it is just a sharp treasure, but to the Witch Clan, it is a life-killing talisman."
Hearing what Pingxin said, Manjusri suddenly realized.
The Witch-Slaying Sword is the nemesis of the witch clan and also the nemesis of the underworld.
Looking around, 60% of the powerful ghosts are transformed from the witch clan, and they are indeed restrained by the witch-slaying sword.
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Moreover, this weapon was refined by Nuwa herself and was specially used to destroy the body of the witch clan. Even if those Yama and high-level officials could be reborn according to the rules of the underworld, they would probably be severely damaged by it.
At that time, it will be an opportunity for Xuanmen to take advantage of.
The reason why Pingxin seeks help from Manjusri is also very simple.
First of all, Manjusri is the Yin Tianzi of the underworld.
He built an empty world through the underworld and gained a lot of tangible benefits. Therefore, it is naturally the duty of Yin Tianzi to protect the safety of the underworld.
Secondly, Manjusri is very powerful and is already a corpse-killing quasi-sage. He no longer has to consider various factors when doing things as he did at the beginning.
"Fellow Taoist, don't worry. I will return to the West now and let the future Buddha help me deduce where this murder weapon is."
"It's useless."
Pingxin shook her head with a bitter look on her face.
"The Witch-Slaying Sword can evade the deduction of wisdom and has incredible power. It is Nuwa's most successful work. Only the Demon-Slaying Sword refined by Yuqing can compete with it."
"If that's the case, what should I do?"
Manjusri frowned, thinking a lot in his mind, looking for clues about the Witch-Slaying Sword in his previous life.
"When the Witch-Slaying Sword is born, the Demon-Slaying Sword will also appear. During this period, I hope that fellow Taoists can sit in the underworld and help us tide over the difficulties."
Hearing this, Manjusri nodded.
"Look out, I'll do it."
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"His Royal Highness Yin Tianzi, please come this way." King Pingping's eyes were full of respect, and he led the way.
Manjusri nodded calmly, followed behind King Pingping, and while appreciating the mountains and rivers of the underworld, headed towards the residence of Yin Tianzi.
The area of the underworld is equivalent to the two states combined, with vast land, abundant resources, and rich spiritual essence.
Looking around, mountains, rivers, forests and dense valleys can be seen everywhere. Countless souls and ghosts are living and breathing in groups here, and there are also several ghosts who are entrenched here and there, practicing with great concentration. When they saw Manjusri, they all stood up and saluted, full of respect, but not only a little neglectful.
Among the waters of the underworld, the most prosperous ones are Huangquan, Naihe and Wangchuan.
Rivers containing different auras continue to flow driven by the Tao Yun of the underworld, adding Tao Yun to this world.
"It's really strange how Manjusri came here."
At this time, by the Naihe Bridge, Po Meng's eyes were cloudy, looking at Manjusri's figure, and her heart was full of doubts.
"Tomorrow is the Buddhist Orchid Bongo Festival. Manjusri is not sitting in the west. What is he thinking in his heart?"
"Could it be that it's for the Witch-Slaying Sword?"
Manjusri's eyes were deep and his expression was dull. Feeling the charm of ghosts around him, he couldn't help but nod his head.
"King Pingping, how is the current distribution of power in the underworld?"
Upon hearing Manjusri's question, King Pingping immediately stopped and said with a slightly embarrassed expression.
"His Royal Highness Yin Tianzi, I am indeed a little ashamed to say that the underworld now only looks like flowers, but in fact there is no backbone. Except for the high-level people transformed by the Wu clan, the other adults who have come in are basically useless on weekdays.
If we don’t do anything, if Yamas hadn’t worked hard to maintain the operation, I’m afraid the six paths of samsara would have been paralyzed.”
"Furthermore, there are many cities in the underworld and countless evil spirits. It is inevitable that they will devour each other. However, Taiyi evil spirits often appear and slaughter thousands of souls, making the entire underworld become turbulent. Coupled with the promotion of ghosts,
The system is not clear, resulting in nothing..."
King Ping Ping did not finish what he said, but the meaning he wanted to express was extremely clear.
Manjusri frowned slightly.
It seems that the situation in the underworld is not as simple as imagined.
This is not a place of pampering and luxury at all, but a dilapidated mess.
"No wonder, in front of the underworld in the previous life, all the forces that were able to take root in the ancient times never had the courage to confront these forces. It turns out that the internal worries are so huge."
"The forces within the underworld are intricately intertwined. In addition to the direct descendants of the higher-ups, there are also the harassment of the sea of blood, the disciples of the quasi-sage, the soldiers of the heaven, the local evil ghosts, and the Ksitigarbha king."
"They are like greedy silverfish, constantly eating away at the glory of the underworld, but never fulfilling their responsibilities. They leave all the work to Yama and let the six paths of reincarnation run into problems. By then, I'm afraid something big will happen.
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"It seems that if you want to make the underworld fully operational, you have to clean up these cancers, otherwise it will be impossible to maintain normal operations."
Thinking of this, Manjusri's eyes became more and more indifferent.