Silent and endless, these are the traces of the sea of laws deep in the soul of the master of magical power.
From here, you can see the rising and falling of the sea of stars, and the stars inside are flowing, sometimes bright and sometimes dark.
In Yang Yu's induction, the 'star' that had the aura of a Kuixing, but seemed not the same as it was, lit up little by little.
The difficulty of the third step of enlightenment lies in finding it, not burning it, because the rank chart and the fate chart are one and the same. The first step for any master of magical powers to achieve the fruit of the path is already preparing for this moment.
"If you want to get a position, you must first accept its importance."
At this moment, Yang Yu felt enlightened in his heart.
Tao Fruit is the essence of heaven and earth, the crystallization of the gathering of laws. If people want to gain the importance of Tao Fruit, they must move closer to it.
Just like Kuixing, it is the duty of catching ghosts and subduing demons. If the master of supernatural powers wants to be promoted to Kuixing, he must fulfill his duty.
Phew~
Yang Yu's thoughts came to mind, but the movements of his hands did not stop.
The Purple-Gold Evil-Swallowing Treasure Gourd has never been as busy as it is today. Walking through the ten-mile cemetery, it is already filled with all kinds of ghosts and ghosts.
With the movement, the light on the life chart became brighter and brighter, and finally, at a certain moment, it reached a critical point.
boom!
In the darkness, the stars shined brightly, and in an instant, even the sea of stars itself dimmed its light and disappeared.
Endless starlight streams down, among which most of them are the experiences and insights of the magical power masters of the past generations of the two stars of "Heaven and Earth" about their own magical powers and ranks.
Although it only stopped before Shidu, it was still extremely complicated and could not be digested for a while.
However, as the stars flowed down, he gradually understood and understood the secret of the last step of the four steps to becoming an immortal.
It combines with the stars above and the underworld below.
The leader of Ji Dao combines the strengths of the two leaders of heaven and earth, but is beyond them.
And if you want to refine this level, you must gather the strengths of the ‘two leaders of heaven and earth’…
"Yang, Master Yang..."
Suddenly, a weak and timid voice, but with a hint of hope, drifted down the wind.
"Um?"
Yang Yu came to his senses.
In the dark wind, not far away, behind a simple earthen grave that didn't even have a tombstone, incense, candles, paper money, or much money, there was the spirit of an old woman, timidly sticking her head out.
She had no idea how much courage she mustered up with this call. After calling out, she huddled back again, shivering in the mist.
"Old man, do you recognize me?"
Yang Yu was a little surprised.
He has seen many people who are dead but mentally insomnia, but all of them are great master-level figures who combine three elements into one. This old woman is obviously an ordinary person.
Moreover, it is an ordinary person from an extremely poor family. No matter how many miles around the tomb is, at least there is a monument. If there is no stone monument, at least a wooden monument must be erected.
She was just a small bag of dirt, but from the bits of paper money in front of the grave, it could be seen that she was not a lonely ghost.
"Really, it's really Master Yang!"
Hearing the response, the old woman behind the tomb was surprised and happy. She walked out of the tomb and bowed in tears:
"Old woman Wang Li, a few years ago, you came to Yanzhou City to quell the chaos, provided relief and porridge, and saved the old woman's life. How could the old woman not recognize you?"
Recognizing Yang Yu, the old woman's fear dissipated, she thanked him profusely, and bowed down again and again.
"Yang, I'm sorry, I came late."
Helping the old woman up, Yang Yu sighed in his heart.
Behind the nearly 40,000 lonely graves are nearly 40,000 broken families. In the past two months, the cries have hardly stopped for a day inside and outside Yanzhou City.
I couldn't help but feel extremely murderous intention towards the person behind the scenes.
"God wants to take our lives, but who can do anything?"
The old woman wept sadly:
"I just pity my son. From now on, I am alone in the world, with no support..."
"Old man, your son..."
As he spoke, Yang Yu subconsciously sensed the book of life and death, and the old woman's life also appeared on it.
He originally thought that the old woman's son was so poor that he couldn't even afford a tombstone after his death. Who would have expected that her son turned out to be a rich man...
"The old woman's son is a promising man. When he was a child, he became an apprentice. Over the decades, he developed good cooking skills. Now, he is the shopkeeper of the 'Baiweilou' across the street..."
The old woman's spirits improved a bit when she mentioned her son.
In the babble, there is excitement, sadness, memories, and more, but still concern.
The family was poor, and they were often separated from each other. They were called apprentices, but they were actually selling themselves. The old woman said nonchalantly, but Yang Yu knew better than her.
"Yanzhou City is so densely populated that souls are hard to come by..."
After thinking for a while, Yang Yu called out the ghost baby and asked him to find a piece of locust tree heart where the soul could live, but the old woman waved her hand repeatedly and returned to the grave.
Not long after, the earthen tomb cracked, and the old woman took out a piece of silk scarf with great difficulty:
"Master Yang, this silk scarf was left by the old woman's late husband. She has never left her body for decades, and even after her death, she lives in it..."
"This silk scarf?"
Guiying took a step back in shock: "Ah Pong's breath?!"
"Ah Pong?"
After thinking about it for a while, Yang Yu finally realized what he was doing, and a light started to appear in his eyes.
[Ingredients: Cow Head Abang Skin]
[Level: Jiuyao (Part 2)]
[Quality: Poor (upper)]
[Evaluation: The ghosts and gods of the Yin Division die in the underworld. The Niutou Abang who was on duty at one of the Yin Division pastures failed to be promoted to the position of 'Yam Luo' in the final tribulation. He died in the pasture. When he died, the blood of the gods drained out, and his soul and soul were destroyed, leaving only one skin.]
[Available through refining: the divine species ‘Bull Demon’, the true form diagram of the Netherworld magical weapon ‘Soul-Breaking Fork’…etc.]
[The Cauldron of Gluttony has insufficient energy storage and cannot be refined]
Bull-headed Ah Pong?!
Yang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.
According to ancient legend, there are eight great soul seducers in the Netherworld, and Niutou Abong is one of them. In terms of job duties, Niutou seems to be far behind the judge.
But this is only a job in the underworld. The judge has the power to control the underworld book of life and death, and has a respected position. According to legend, Niutou Abang is the general who guards the gate of the underworld.
His reputation has spread throughout both the Yin and Yang realms, and he is by no means an easy person.
Moreover, just from the records on it, we can know that this bull-headed Abang seems to have the qualifications to be promoted to the Lord of Yama, and from the grade of this ingredient, it can be seen that if it is not the end of the calamity, he can almost succeed.
This is no small matter.
As far as he knew, in the Netherworld, headed by Emperor Fengdu, he was in charge of the six paths of reincarnation and the life and death of all living beings. Even in ancient times, he was an unparalleled giant.
Under him are the three great princes, the five ghost emperors, and the ten great kings of hell, which are also the kings of the Yin gods with a great reputation.
This Ah Pong...
"Is this possible? Master, your luck is getting better and better!"
The ghost baby's nose twitched and his eyes were a little red.
As a kid, he is very sensitive to the aura of ghosts and gods. Although the aura on this page of the silk book is so thin that he cannot detect it unless he is close.
But one can still faintly notice that Abong's aura on it is of extremely high quality, and there is something mysterious about it that cannot be explained.
"Master Yang, do you recognize this silk book?"
Looking at the ghost baby in great fear, the old woman handed the silk book to Yang Yu without hesitation:
"While I was alive, the old woman received your kindness and was worried that she could not repay it. If you don't mind it, I will give you this silk book..."
"I just ask you to go for me and tell the old woman's son that the gold bracelet the old woman bought when she got married is buried under the locust tree in the courtyard. Let him take it out and melt it to make a pair of jewelry for my daughter-in-law..."
"You should keep this silk book for yourself. Yang will only take a ray of spirit from it, and it will not hinder your continued existence..."
With a touch of his fingers, Yang Yu returned the silk book to the old woman:
"As for your son, you'd better tell him yourself..."
"What, how do you say it? There is no stranger, but the old woman can't be seen..."
The old woman was a little at a loss.
"Dream."
…
…
It's late at night and the sky is filled with stars.
In Yanzhou City after the curfew, there were cries from time to time. Wang Liu, who was half asleep and half awake on the street, gradually fell into a deep sleep listening to the cries.
In the dream, he seemed to have returned to the past.
Before I could remember, my father had already gone out to travel, leaving only the mother and the mother to depend on each other. But the world is difficult, orphans and widowed mothers, how can they survive?
There was no news from his father in 1989, and the family's fortune was defrauded by various means. As a last resort, his mother sent him to a pub as an apprentice.
That was the beginning of his decades-long nightmare.
Craftsmanship is the foundation of life. How can it be easy to learn someone's skills?
He poured foot-washing water into the urinal, washed clothes and caught lice, beat his shoulders and back and rubbed his thighs. He tried his best to compliment her, but he still couldn't avoid all kinds of beatings and scoldings.
If that was all, he would endure it.
But the ugly, unmarried chef in his fifties had already been psychologically distorted, and he...
He still remembered that he went home crying and screaming, but was humbly sent back by his mother...
"Mom, do you think the child can't stand being beaten and scolded..."
In his sleep, Wang Liu unconsciously burst into tears.
When he woke up from his dream, he was still crying. In his tears, he seemed to see his mother who had been dead for many days.
She shed tears:
"I don't know that you have suffered such injustice. It's my fault. It's my fault..."
"Mom, your daughter-in-law is carrying a baby on her back, outside, outside..."
Mother and son hugged each other and cried.
Outside the paper window, in the bright moonlight, under the locust tree, Yang Yu looked quietly.
Mrs. Wang Li, even after her death, still missed her son, but Wang Liu, who was in great pain, had actually forgiven her a long time ago, otherwise, she would not have moved back to the old yard alone.
"Is this a dream?"
The ghost baby looked at it curiously.
According to folklore, there are many stories of ghosts and ghosts asking for dreams, but in fact, it is impossible for most ghosts and spirits to do so.
Ghosts and humans are like water and fire. If you approach them forcefully, both will suffer losses.
Yang Yu ignored him. Part of his mind was on maintaining Wang Li's dream, and the other part of his mind was on sensing the newly acquired 'food'.
Now that he is in his current state, he can easily do many things that are inconceivable to ordinary people.
In a dream, the same is true.
If we say that the unity of heaven and man is to use your own spirit to find the context and frequency that suits you in the vast world.
Dreaming means that the spirits of two people resonate at a certain level.
The 'soul-taking techniques', 'soul-moving techniques' and 'charm techniques' in the world are all based on this principle.
"Let's go."
At a certain moment, Yang Yu turned around.
"Master, I'm afraid that there are more than just gold bracelets buried under this locust tree. Maybe the Taoist fruit of the bull's head..."
Yang Yu paused, opened his sleeves and robes, and rolled the ghost baby back:
"Neither you nor I can afford the bull-headed ceremony..."
I went out to play with my wife and kids today, and typing in the hotel was really painful. Today is just one chapter. Sorry, I’ll add it later, it’s not just a picture.