Netherworld Chapter 138 Yama (5)
The distance was too far, and the light made it difficult to see the figure clearly.
After careful inspection, I was surprised to find that the man's calves were still buried deep in the ground and not completely exposed. From my angle, he seemed to be slowly rising in the beam of light.
Is that really the Qinling Heavenly Emperor? I asked the Taoist priest in surprise.
The Qinling Mountains nourish their bodies with dragon energy. The Heavenly Emperor's power is so profound that he can almost be compared with immortals. Therefore, ancient books record that he is surrounded by dragon energy that has transformed into a yellow dragon. The old Taoist looked at the figure in the distance and said uncertainly: I see that there is a dragon shape around that person, but it seems to be transformed by himself, not dragon energy. But at this time, the most likely person to appear is the Heavenly Emperor.
But, this is too tall...
The old Taoist shook his head and said: The Emperor of Heaven is just an ordinary person, of course he can't be so tall. But if that is really him, maybe there are things in the underworld that we can't understand. Either he has changed, or we have changed.
Incomprehensible things? I felt a little depressed. Everything in the underworld was incomprehensible to me.
Since I couldn't get an answer from the old Taoist, I looked at Gamu. He was the person who made me feel the most friendly among all the people here, except for the old Taoist.
Is that the Emperor of Heaven? I asked.
Gamu looked at the towering figure and nodded: If nothing unexpected happens, that is the Qinling Emperor from two thousand years ago.
But why is it so tall?
Gamu shook his head: The underworld existed only in legends before. We have not been here for a long time, so we cannot understand everything. But the master said something very right, either the Emperor of Heaven has changed, or we ourselves have something abnormal in the underworld.
I was sweating a little bit after hearing this. This is the underworld. It is hard to say whether the changes here are good or bad. Considering the gloom of the underworld, I think the bad side is more common.
However, my attention was soon completely captured by the figure of the Emperor of Heaven.
The man who commanded the vast imperial bloodline and was feared by all 2,000 years ago is now in front of me. Although he was forced to be enfeoffed by the Lord of the Eight Ropes of that generation, this matter is a secret. Apart from me, the old Taoist priest and Grandpa Shi, there may not be a fourth person who knows about it.
Therefore, his reputation has not faded after two thousand years. In order to prevent him from returning to the world, almost all the cultivation forces in the entire Chinese land ran to the Qinling Mountains to stop him. A battle of tens of thousands of people was so brutal that it was unimaginable.
And now, he showed himself in front of the world again, but the situation was very strange.
In the golden beam of light, he was motionless, as if he had lost consciousness. I couldn't help but wonder if he was dead.
In two thousand years, the world has changed dramatically, even the heaven and earth have undergone tremendous changes, let alone a person who has not yet become an immortal.
If he really died, that would be normal. But if he was still alive...
Looking at the figure that was thousands of meters tall, I couldn't help but shiver and felt cold all over.
Although I don’t know what the connection is between the Land Lock and the Emperor of Heaven, and I don’t know what will happen when the Emperor of Heaven appears above the ground, I know very well that something big is going to happen in the underworld.
The table in front of the corpse was already as black as ink. Unlike the walls that gradually became transparent when touched by the black gas, this table became darker and deeper as the black gas was injected. On it, something similar to a symbol was faintly flashing. It was just that the color was too dark and it was difficult to see clearly.
At the same time, a lot of black air was climbing up to the body of the person who was carrying the corpse. This black air was pouring out from the table along the ruler.
Different from the black air at the base of the wall, this one is mixed with some golden dots.
As these strange golden and black auras entangled him and became more and more numerous, the clothes on the corpse-carrying man gradually began to change. For example, the collar began to stand up, some edges and corners began to lengthen, and even simple patterns began to appear. And behind him, a silhouette of a person also appeared.
If it reaches the end, maybe that outline will turn into the tall and strong man I saw before. But this process is too long and cannot be completed in a short time.
In the distance, the golden light gradually spread out, covering the nearby land. I could see clearly that there were countless ant-like figures there.
When we call them ants, we are referring to their bodies which are several thousand meters tall.
There is no need to guess, those are definitely people from the imperial lineage.
And around the Imperial Vein, I also saw several groups of people rushing towards the place where the golden light was scattering.
The underworld is too huge. The old Taoist took us to climb the Naihe Bridge, which is thousands of miles away. The speed of those people is incomparable to the shrinking method. Therefore, the speed of movement is as slow as a snail. By the time they get there, it is estimated that the daylily will be cold.
But there is no way, the underworld is very unfamiliar to everyone. If I didn't have the jade pendant at that time, I might not even have stepped onto the Naihe Bridge. But now, the huge golden body has given everyone a conspicuous target.
After such a long time, the hall has become completely transparent. We are like being naked in the wilderness, not only can we see the outside world, but we can also be seen through by the outside world.
Not far from us, there were two teams of people, about four to five hundred in total.
They should not be from the same faction, because they are running towards us at a distance from each other. Looking at their magic weapons held high and the light of Tao flashing, it is obvious that they are not here to deliver food to us.
I thought that even if the hall was transparent, it could still block them.
But who knew that those people came to us so easily, and nothing could stop them. This is hard to understand, but in the underworld, all this is normal, because we are in the legend .
The disciples who were feeling the ghost's pulse were already ready for the battle, but Master Shen's face was not looking good. He gritted his teeth with some resentment: These people came too early!
Wei Qingcang smiled and said: "You can't lose anything if you don't lose it. A temporary loss is nothing. The more than a thousand disciples of my Tianshi Clan are the real losses."
Shen Lao immediately laughed strangely and said: "I am just angry because my younger brother is going to die in front of me, but I don't feel sorry. I believe he will give me a satisfactory answer."
As Mr. Shen spoke, he glanced at the undertaker.
The undertaker is about to become Yama, and the life and death of people are under his control. Even if the hundreds of disciples of Elder Shen are dead and their souls have dissipated, as long as the undertaker is willing, he can fill them with new souls and revive them at will.
For ordinary people, this is something that defies heaven and cannot be accomplished. Otherwise, Wei Qingcang would not have to wait decades to eat the immortal fruit and live again. But for the undertaker, this is not a big problem, because Yama is part of the heavenly code. If heaven wants you to live, you cannot die even if you want to. If heaven wants you to die, you must die. This is the embodiment of the heavenly code, representing the fate of all things.
Therefore, it is extremely difficult to imagine that the undertaker would become the King of Hell.
Those big powers only knew that if the Emperor of Heaven was resurrected, it would cause a huge shock to the cultivation world. But they didn't know that when the corpse-embalmer's plan succeeded, the whole world would be overturned.
The ancestor mentioned in the secret scroll that if the Emperor of Heaven is resurrected, the world will be turned upside down. Perhaps, he was not referring to the Emperor of Heaven, but to the undertaker.
The lock of the fiefdom must be related to the Emperor of Heaven, the Great Demon Lord, and my ancestor from two thousand years ago. The Emperor of Heaven escaped from the trap, which caused a gap in the lock of the fiefdom, so the corpse bearer had the opportunity to become Yama. The two complement each other and are indispensable.
Do you really want to help him complete this plan? If he succeeds, you might... I looked at Gamu.
We understand very well. Gamu nodded and said: But we have already thought of a countermeasure. If this countermeasure is useless, it is not a bad thing for our Tianshi Clan.
Aren’t you afraid of falling...
This is also a countermeasure. Gamu interrupted me, with a very determined look on his face: At the last moment of life, we will disperse our souls and not enter the underworld. We will refine our bodies into corpses and contribute the last strength to the growth of the Heavenly Corpse Vein.
Gamu's words are shocking because they are almost the same as those of religious fanatics.
If you break up your soul and don't enter reincarnation, you will disappear from this world and never appear again. The old Taoist priest spoke unexpectedly.
Gamu laughed and said: In this life, I met you and saved my elder brother. If I can see the Heavenly Corpse Vein grow stronger, I will have no regrets. As for the next life, this is not what we seek in our practice, so it doesn't matter if we don't have it.
The old Taoist fell silent and said no more.
I actually understand what he means. If Gamuzhen disperses his soul, even if the immortal fruit comes out, he cannot be resurrected. Everything he has in this world will vanish into thin air, unlike others who can reincarnate from generation to generation and live forever in another way.
It's like a living person cannot understand why someone would commit suicide. A person who commits suicide always has his own reason, and this reason is enough to make him kill himself.
At this moment, I have .
Regardless of which force or which method they practice, it seems that their greatest ideal is to make their lineage continue to grow stronger, to recreate the glory of their ancestors, or even surpass it.
This is true for the Du Sheng Meridian, the Mo Zen Meridian, and the Tian Shi Meridian. Even the old Taoist priest is concerned about leaving a legacy for the Five Elements Meridians.
This is their persistence, as if it has been integrated into everyone's blood.
If you want to survive, you must pass it on and carry it forward!
In fact, they are worthy of admiration. This is what I agreed with at the time and have always agreed with since then.
At this moment, a "dong" sound was heard in the hall.
The sound wasn't loud, but it was very close to me so I could hear it.
I subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound, and this sight shocked me so much that I almost lost my soul.
Because I saw a stone sculpture of a ghost not far away, with a palm-sized piece of stone falling off its shoulder. Under the illumination of the ghost fire, the dark blue skin was exposed.
