Tianwei Chapter 268: Entering the Underworld Again (2)
This isn't bullshit, this is a weirdly real feeling.
The Buddhists talk about the word "enlightenment". If you can achieve enlightenment, you can achieve the right result. The same is true for me. If I can really achieve enlightenment, then the Eight Ropes will be the real Eight Ropes for me, not just a word.
Because of the strangeness of the jade pendant, it will play a great role in the underworld. According to speculation, if Yama begins to wake up, then reincarnation must be completely opened. All the souls in the world will go to the underworld and reincarnate. Trying to find the old Taoist among those souls is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
And at that time, you have to rely on the Jade Pendant that can lead to the underworld and search for it "with all your heart".
Although I saw several souls being dragged into the Nai River by ghosts, in the end, I still did not use the Jade Pendant of the Underworld immediately.
The underworld is not Kunlun. It is mostly filled with Yin Qi instead of Dao power. The farther I am from the Taoist priest, the more difficult it will be to use the Jade Pendant to find him. Once the Dao power is exhausted, it will be useless even if I find him. In the situation where I can't save myself, I can only choose to leave temporarily.
So, I sighed, put away the jade pendant, and then followed those souls and quickly walked towards the Hall of Yama.
The ghost dragged the soul very quickly, at least not slower than me, and we walked together in a strange way.
Soon, we crossed the Naihe Bridge and reached the shore ahead.
A huge stone stood there, as if it had never moved since the beginning of the world.
The Sansheng Stone is a magical object that is said to be able to predict marriage fate.
One piece in the sky, one piece on the ground, and one piece underground, to check the past, present and future lives. The old Taoist once stood here, and I guess he might want to see if he and the old woman are destined to be together in the next life.
We are not destined to meet in this life, we can only wait for the next life.
It's good to have hope, but it's also sad to have hope, because the next hope means you have already failed.
The last time I came here, the stone was dull, but now, a faint white light is emerging on it. The light is constantly flowing, and where it passes, words flash by. The words are strange and difficult to recognize, but you don't need to think about it to know that since it is the Three Lives Stone, it must be written with marriage.
I was a little fascinated by the scene and really wanted to know who I was destined to be with in this life.
However, this idea was quickly discarded as it was more important to find the old Taoist priest.
Under the Three-Life Stone, a woman stood there quietly. There was not much expression on her face, and every time a soul passed by her, the short blade in her right hand would casually cut it off.
Although it was in the shape of a knife, it was actually a strange liquid. Whenever the liquid slid across the soul's forehead, a drop would remain. When the knife slid out of the forehead, the liquid immediately turned into something like smoke. In other words, it was a kind of water vapor.
I can see these not because the Void Dao Curse is magical, but because the place where the knife slides will immediately become transparent. The water vapor spreads to the whole body of the soul from the forehead.
The bodies of these souls gradually melted into a blank space, as transparent as glass, leaving only black outlines.
Groups of glass men just walked past the San Sheng Stone.
I don’t quite understand what this means, but it can’t be a good thing if a normal soul suddenly becomes so strange.
Thinking of some ancient legends, I can't help but wonder, is this the so-called Meng Po soup? It's not quite the same as the legendary one bowl per person.
Could it be that the underworld had just been revived and didn't have enough funds, so they directly reduced the soup? This is obviously an infringement of the interests of the masses!
The legendary Meng Po soup can make people forget everything, which seems to be similar to the soul becoming transparent under the erosion of water vapor. I felt my heart sink. If the old Taoist also went through this step, then even if he was saved... bastard, would he become a fool!
If he forgets this life, is he still a Taoist priest?
I felt a little anxious, so I stopped reading and ran straight towards the Yama Palace.
Along the way, we could see many ghost messengers wandering around. These huge, hideous monsters walked around without any direction or pattern.
I walked past them and went straight into the Hall of Yama.
This was my second time here, so my memory was still intact, so I was familiar with the route. I just encountered a little trouble when entering the main hall. I was in the void and couldn't get through the passage. On both sides of the passage, there were tall ghost messengers guarding.
The stone statues I saw last time have all come back to life, holding weapons and standing straight. Although they have expressionless faces and no movement, if I show my body, I will definitely be hit head-on. With my strength, it is difficult to fight against the ghost messenger.
There was no other way but to expend more Taoist energy and transmit it directly from nothingness.
When I stood in the real Yama Hall, I couldn't help but feel a little dizzy. In addition to the excessive consumption of Taoist power, the hall was also filled with ghosts and souls.
The chains on the hearts of those glass-like souls have disappeared, and they are surrounded by many ghost officials in the hall.
This scene reminded me of the huge crowds of people in the game. Monsters piled up in the dungeon that had never been opened, waiting to be slaughtered by players.
At the end of the hall, I saw a figure.
He was very tall, and even in the void of space, one could still feel waves of amazing oppression. It was as if there were constant waves of power coming from that person and spreading in all directions.
His whole body was blurry, like the air under the scorching sun, making it hard to see clearly. Even his own body shape seemed to be changing all the time, sometimes bigger, sometimes smaller. I only looked at him for a while, and I felt my eyes dry and uncomfortable.
What makes me happy is that after being here for so long, I haven’t seen any soul disappear or leave.
Those who came in earlier are still standing there, and those who came in later are squeezed in there. This place is like a can of sardines, it’s packed full.
I was overjoyed, knowing that I had guessed right.
I had previously deduced with Grandpa Shi that if the Book of Goodness and the Mirror of Sins were taken away, there would be no way to distinguish the good and evil of the souls. The Book of Life and Death was also taken away, so there would be no way to check the life span. Without these things, how could Yama distinguish between right and wrong, good and evil, and start reincarnation?
Grandpa Shi deduced from some ancient books that if one cannot distinguish between good and evil and life span, the soul will remain in the underworld and cannot enter reincarnation. Of course, this premise is that Yama and the judges have not yet fully recovered.
No matter whether it is the Book of Good or Poor, the Mirror of Sins or the Book of Life and Death, they are all born from the Heavenly Code. There is only one copy between heaven and earth. Once these immortals and gods in charge of the underworld are fully awakened, all the lost things will automatically return.
However, the underworld, which has not yet fully revived, cannot provide much power. Without the support of the underworld, Yan Luo, even if he is born early, only has great power.
After the joy, I looked at the room full of glass figures, some of which were even stacked on top of each other. You saw a glass figure, but there might be dozens or even hundreds of them stacked on top of each other.
My mouth feels bitter, how can I find this?
I can only rely on the Jade Pendant...
After taking out the jade, I glanced at the ghost officials in the hall, and finally took a deep breath and began to search "carefully".
There was a warm breath coming from the jade pendant. However, there was a warm current flowing into the jade pendant from my mind. These were all Taoist forces, and a green thread slowly emerged from the jade that was being poured into by Taoist forces.
The thread was very thin, about the same size as a hair, and had a light blue glow on it. As more and more Dao power was sent out, my head became a little dizzy and hot, and the thread was like an unconscious fish, undulating in the void, floating towards the glass man in the distance.
This is a thread connecting reality and nothingness. When it appears, the ghosts around it will move immediately.
They pushed the crowded glass figures away mercilessly , took steps, grabbed with their hands, or attacked with weapons. The light blue thread was constantly cut, but the strange thing was that the connection between it and me was not interrupted. As long as the power of Tao is not lacking, when there is no obstacle at the cut point, the silk thread will immediately return to its original state, as if it had never been broken.
This kind of thing that is beyond the explanation of modern physics and logic should be very interesting if it is performed in my spare time. But for me now, it is not so interesting. Because every time the silk thread is cut, my Taoist force input will increase sharply in an instant. Back and forth, my head is about to explode.
But in order to save the Taoist priest, I could only grit my teeth and endure it. I scolded all the stupid ghost messengers and uncles above 18 generations. These bastards, have they never seen the line or what? It's fun to catch them all! If you think it's fun, go buy it yourself! Why do you always play with mine! Are you short of money?
However, no matter how much I cursed in my heart, the ghosts remained unmoved. They had completely surrounded the silk thread, like a guard, with pairs of huge claws or sharp weapons moving back and forth on the silk thread. My pressure increased several times in just a few seconds.
This is not torture at all, this is pure torture!
Even if I'm taking Chinese medicine, I wouldn't boil it this way! It's so bitter!
I'm beginning to think about whether I should give up this operation. If I continue like this, my Dao power will be exhausted soon. If I fall out of the void space and can't open the portal to return, won't I die?
These ghost officials are incredibly ferocious. The Golden-Winged Corpse opened my stomach with one claw. If they claw me again, I will probably be cut into five pieces... By then, even if Grandpa Shi has supernatural powers, he won't be able to piece me together.
However, as soon as I had this thought, I felt the speed of the thread extending suddenly increase. Looking forward, the green line was extending rapidly and circling around the body of a glass man. Then, it merged with the previous line and retracted at an extremely fast speed.
I was slightly stunned, and then ecstatic, because this meant that the Jade Pendant had found its target.
Taoist priest! Found him!
But at this moment, I felt the screen in front of me darken, and two figures, one white and one black , appeared in front of me at the same time. Their arrival blocked the old Taoist's way.
I was stunned when I saw two thick black and white sticks raised from their hands.
Is this... Black and White Impermanence?
