"Why not?" I asked Bai Wuchang: "Wasn't it possible for me to use the Ksitigarbha Order to resurrect me back then? Why can't I do it now that I'm here with my dad?"
"It's different. Your life span was not over yet, and there was a Ksitigarbha order to resurrect you, which complied with the rules of the underworld. But your father is different. His life span has expired. Even Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva cannot change the law of reincarnation of heaven and earth.
." Bai Wuchang laughed strangely.
Nonsense
Paralyzed, he is just talking about me. If he really wants to be resurrected, there is no law of reincarnation. I suppressed the irritability in my heart and said: "My dad was killed by ghosts and demons. How can he be regarded as having expired? It's obvious that he is.
Killed by someone else."
"It is recorded in the book of life and death that Zhang Zhenggang's life span has expired. This cannot be changed, and it must have killed Zhang Zhenggang." Bai Wuchang looked at me with a smile: "We in the underworld don't want to offend someone for such a trivial matter.
it."
What Bai Wuchang calls it is, of course, destiny.
As soon as Bai Wuchang finished speaking, hundreds of iron swords suddenly flew over from the sky and hovered above our heads.
My master was dressed extremely slovenly and his hair was messy. He looked like a beggar. He stood on a sword and flew towards me.
He held a gourd wine flask in his right hand, glanced at Bai Wuchang, and then said, "Trouble, Fengzi, take your dad with you."
"How dare you?" Bai Wuchang yelled angrily: "Li Yuanfeng, forget about your enmity with me, do you want to enmity with our underworld? When the time comes, you will be dead, and it will be easy for you."
"Just you?" My master smiled softly.
"Fuck me!" Bai Wuchang waved and shouted.
The more than twenty ghost servants were about to rush forward with mourning sticks in their hands. My master picked up the sword technique with his right hand, and hundreds of flying swords fell from the sky.
These flying swords instantly stabbed the more than twenty ghosts to the ground. Each ghost had a sword stabbed on the right thigh, and was nailed to the ground, unable to move.
And the other eighty swords are hovering next to me, the master, and my father.
The master picked up the wine gourd and took a sip of wine, then asked Bai Wuchang: "Want to try it? I won't show mercy. If I hit you hard, your life will be lost."
"Arrogant" Bai Wuchang picked up the mourning stick in his hand and cursed: "My mourning stick was given by Emperor Yin. Back then, my strength was suppressed in the human world. Do you really think you can beat me in the underworld? Don't be naive."
The master's eyes suddenly became very sharp. He stared at Bai Wuchang, pointed his right hand, and eighty swords rushed over in an instant.
Bai Wuchang turned around and ran away.
This guy is too cowardly.
Seeing Bai Wuchang running into the mist, the master waved his right hand, and all the hundreds of swords flew into the sky again, hovering over the master.
"Master, why are you here?" I looked at the master in surprise and asked.
The master grinned: "My apprentice's wife called me for help. Can I not come down to save you?"
"Did Zhao Shanyu call you?" I nodded.
"Okay, let's go. What nonsense rules are there? Don't worry, even if the King of Hell of the Tenth Palace comes, I can take you and your father out of this underworld." After saying this, the master took my hand and left.
"Amitabha." A man suddenly walked out from the front.
I took a closer look and saw Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
He still had the same young face, wearing a suit, with his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "Li Yuanfeng, you have mastered the art of sword control to the extreme. Isn't it much worse than your founder of Longhu Mountain, Zhang Daoling?"
"It's okay, it's okay." The master was not restrained by the appearance of Ksitigarbha. He took a sip of wine and said, "What's the matter, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, if you don't suppress all the ghosts in the underworld, why are you here to join in the fun?"
,Aren’t you afraid that those ghosts will come out and cause trouble?”
"If I don't stop it today, there will be even greater chaos in the underworld and the earth." Ksitigarbha smiled.
"Okay, I don't want to talk nonsense with you. I'm just here to take my apprentice away today. There's nothing you can do about it. As for the chaos, I don't care. I'll tell my apprentice." After saying that, the master nodded to me and said
: "Don't worry, I really want to take your dad back, so take him back. This is just a clone of Ksitigarbha. If it were the real body, I might still be unable to defeat him. Even if this clone plus the Ten Palaces of Hell are included, I can still bring him."
You and your father leave."
"Bodhisattva." I put my hands together and bowed respectfully to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has helped me a lot, so I am still very respectful to him.
"Come here and talk." Ksitigarbha waved to me.
I nodded and walked next to him. Ksitigarbha waved his hand, and a blue barrier appeared around me and him. This barrier was not big and could just fit me and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
"Since I'm just a clone at this time, I can't use this power much. I'll keep it short. Our words will not be heard by fate." Ksitigarbha said.
"Zhang Lingfeng, remember I told you before that there will be three catastrophes in the world?" Ksitigarbha said with a smile: "These three catastrophes are all caused by fate. He is just playing with his mentality now, because all these are...
It was arranged by him, and the only variable is you."
"Now your father's death was also arranged by him. Everything happening now was as expected by him, so he was just having a playful mentality. But if he finds that things develop differently from what he expected, you say
What will he do?" Ksitigarbha asked.
I thought for a while: "I don't know."
"Your father will still die if he goes back. Fate will not tolerate such things that are beyond his expectation, and will make the disaster I mentioned come early." Ksitigarbha said with a smile.
"You mean to ask my father to sacrifice?" I said with a frown.
"Well, and when you were learning Taoism, his life span was actually over and he should have died. Later, fate helped him modify his numerology, allowing him to live for so many more years." Ksitigarbha said: "He can do more.
Living for such a long time is actually making money. I can promise you that your father will have a good pregnancy and have enough food and clothing."
I didn't say anything. No matter how good my next life is, after drinking Meng Po Soup, I will see who I was in my previous life. Even if I live a good life in my next life, what's the point?
Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha may have also seen my worries, and he also showed helplessness on his face: "There is no way, this kind of thing is too relevant. If your father died in an ordinary way, I can make the decision to make him return to life, but not this time."
"Thank you." I didn't say any more. Ksitigarbha's attitude was already obvious. No matter what, my dad had to reincarnate.
Although I felt extremely reluctant to give up, I did not continue to be stubborn. Many things could not be changed. Moreover, Ksitigarbha looked like he was lying to me, and he would not lie to me as an ordinary person.