Chapter 168 The koi in the fifth level of hell
"This world is even more crazy than I imagined!"
Yang He's throat was dry, and evil spirits were everywhere in the sky and could barely accept it, but he didn't expect that the sky would actually be Reduced to an endless hell that isolates yin and yang.
"According to the time when the Grand Secretary was established, it is likely that the fall of Heaven was two thousand years ago, and it must have nothing to do with the Romance of the Gods. I wonder if it will involve Journey to the West, or…"
< br>"What other allusions are there after Journey to the West?"
He lamented the depth of the main world, and doubts kept popping up in his heart.
Since the heavenly court is an endless hell, what about the hell that originally carries the six realms of reincarnation? What will happen to the Western Buddhist world in later generations?
Taoism occasionally worships Taoism in the main world, and Buddhism has almost disappeared. At least I have never seen the ghosts and gods of Buddhism.
"As a matter of vision, the connection between ancient and modern times is becoming increasingly close. I hope this world will not be cured."
Goose bumps all over Yang He's body , exchange it for dry stomach and intestines.
After coming to the main world, the information about the stomach and intestines has been completely different, from the original [Gunless Ghost] to the [Gunner of Bijian].
【Bigan's stomach and intestines】
【The Yin substance derived from Bigan can be refined and can be used to go to Wenqu Xingjun's body with the help of the stomach and intestines. 】
"The straw rope connects to the heavenly court. Can the stomach and intestines really connect to ghosts and gods?"
Yang He tried to refine the stomach and intestines, and could feel the strangeness of this thing, which was extremely similar in all aspects. The straw rope is probably a weird thing made by the imitation of the straw rope.
He instilled yin energy, and his stomach and intestines stood upright in his palms like a straw rope.
It just didn't attract evil spirits.
Yang He pulled the stomach and intestines hard, and the stomach and intestines remained motionless, as if he could really use the stomach and intestines to go to the Bian corpse in a layer of hell.
"Go."
Groups of pupils of ladybugs land on the stomach and intestines, and then climb up little by little.
Yang He carefully observed his stomach and intestines, but saw that the ladybug disappeared without warning when she reached the end of her pupil.
Immediately afterwards.
Yang He lost the sense of the ladybug in his eyes, and fragments of memory surged into his mind.
The senses transmitted by the ladybug before her pupils are very sparse. The end of the stomach and intestines does reach an unfamiliar world. The environment is dark and wet, the concentration of yin energy is extremely high, and there is also a rotten smell...
< br>"Unless it is revived, I am afraid that I can only enter and exit the endless hell through similar dark objects."
"It's a pity that it's also a disposable yin object."
Yang He noticed that after Bi Gan's stomach and intestines left Lutai, it kept rotting, and it was estimated that it would lose its effect in another half a month.
"Inherit your cultivation first, the ladybug in the ghost realm should be able to live a little longer."
"Well, at most, you can see the world. Exploring what is not suitable for me than a mummy body. In Jialiang Water Town, he was the expectation of becoming an immortal and becoming a Taoist. "
Yang He stretched and temporarily stored his stomach and intestines in the mustard seed space.
Before we knew it, it was already sunset outside the gate.
Yang He frowned slightly, and suddenly found that the yin energy around him had become abnormally distorted.
The three ghosts in the body were nested in the mud palace, faintly conveying fear, especially the ghosts who descended from the gods and hid behind the ghosts with trembling trembling.
Only the black cat plays with its tail heartlessly.
"Hiss."
Yang He glanced over his spiritual vision after realizing it, and a hint of bitterness appeared on his face.
[Spiritual Vision: 10,300]
[Your spiritual Vision has reached 10,000. After experiencing the paradoxical essence of the world, you think you can face the truth calmly, but you don’t know that now you are just But the tip of the iceberg. 】
He saw that the straw rope was about to be wasted by a dog ghost, so he directly exchanged it for spiritual vision. At that time, his attention was on the truth of the endless hell, and he did not realize that the spiritual vision had exceeded ten thousand.
"I fell into the fifth level of hell. It's been a long time since Dao Xin was baptized."
Yang He could only accept it calmly and noticed something strange at a glance.
The sunset is red, the desk is exposed to the sun, and the razor marks on the surface gradually turn into eyes, staring at yourself.
"After all, mountains, rivers, plants, trees and stubborn stones are all ghosts and gods. Just furniture is still within my psychological endurance."
Yang He walked into the sunset, and a gust of autumn wind blew towards him. .
The autumn wind whirled, and with the blessing of the five senses of spiritual vision, the sound made was like a trickle of water, and a faint smell came towards us.
"Hahahaha."
Yang He smiled like a seven-year-old child. He resisted the idea of retching and washed his face with cold well water.
"Air turns into blood? All living beings are soaked in blood?"
"It's okay, anyway, if you don't move, you have to touch any flesh and bones. Well, it's still within the scope of my psychological endurance."
As the sun fell into the horizon, Fairy Guanghan's head rose.
At the moment of the full moon, Fairy Guanghan's smile became even more terrifying.
Yang He heard a strange sound of clicking on his head, like a giant chewing on it, but he did not find the source.
"Ahe, it's time to have dinner. Today I'll have two drinks with your father."
Old man Yang opened the door, and purple-red spots appeared on the surface of the setting sun, which looked like an aurora at first glance. , there is an indescribable strangeness.
The more I look at it, the more I feel... creepy.
"I understand, dad, I'll help you clean up the tables and chairs."
Yang He responded to Old Man Yang, staring at the sunset with lingering fear for a few breaths. The strange sound in his ears was still continuing, becoming louder and louder.
Old man Yang brought out the food and had previously weighed half a pound of pork head meat in the market. He noticed that Yang He's clothes were wet and reminded him worriedly: "Ahe, Qiu Hu is very fierce, you have to add a few more clothes."
Yang He drank the sun outside the wing room. The coat was covered with cold sweat soaked back.
"Look at Li Xiucai next door, he accidentally got infected with the cold the day before yesterday. He still didn't heal until now. He went to bed early."
Yang He heard a rapid cough from the next door, and the oil lamp went out. "Jialiang Water Town is good, but the humidity is heavy, and you will easily get sick if you are not careful. This year, many people die of illness..."
Old man Yang kept saying Then, Yang He couldn't help looking at the next door.
When Li Xiucai rested, there was an extra silk thread in his room. To be precise, it was an extra silk thread connecting the clouds.
The other end of the silk thread pierced into Li Xiucai's eyebrows.
Click times.
The silk thread was pulled, and Yang He saw that Li Xiucai's Yang Fire was pulled away little by little. It seemed that it was a disease that caused the Yang Fire to be damaged, but in fact it was not. It was obvious that ghosts and gods were taking the opportunity to eat.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
He raised his eyes and glanced, his face stiffly stood there.
boom.
In the clouds covered by night, ghosts and gods emitted a purple-red light.
The dark clouds rolled around randomly, as if they were subjected to invisible squeeze. The giant koi came out of thin air. Although they could not come to the mortal world, they could be affected in disguise.
The body of the koi is strange and inexplicable. Each scale is shining with a cold luster, and the purple-red scent of the sunset is reflected.
While the fish fins slashed, ripples appeared in the air with sticky blood.
After a mortal falls into a dream, there will be an extra thread between the eyebrows. The koi is using the dream to absorb the yang energy, although it does not hurt the root cause.
【Inspiration King】
"Inspiration King doesn't sound like the ghosts and gods enthroned in the Romance of the Gods..."
Yang He suddenly realized that the Inspiration King was not Is it the monster in Journey to the West?
He knew much more about Journey to the West than the Romance of the Gods. He had watched Journey to the West more than one or two times in his childhood in his previous life.
The King of Inspiration is a monster from Tongtian River, who likes to eat boys and girls.
The body is a goldfish.
Yang He remembers that the Inspiration King seemed to be able to sneak into his dreams. The background was Guanyin Bodhisattva, which seemed to be raised by Guanyin Bodhisattva.
"Just know the origin, otherwise you will be scared to death sooner or later."
"Huh."
Yang He chatted with Old Man Yang without a word. When the sunset was gone, the inspiration king seemed to be close to the ground.
The King of Inspiration does not exist only in Peibai City.
Ghosts and gods seem to be in different dimensions, and wherever there are people, there will be traces of the King of Inspiration.
"Hiber~~"
Old man Yang couldn't help but feel drunk and lay on the table and slept soundly.
The silk thread appeared without exception and pierced into the middle of the eyebrows.
"Be honest and practical, meditate instead of daily rest, and you have to be careful about food and other things. The main world is simply not something that people can afford."
Yang He helped Old Man Yang into the wing room. After a while, I was already snoring.
He did not stop the inspiration king from absorbing the yang energy of Old Man Yang. On the one hand, ghosts and gods are not something they can deal with, and on the other hand, the rule of the main world is the coexistence of humans and ghosts.
"The ghosts and gods in the Romance of the Gods feel more rigid, like corpses."
"The ghosts and gods in Journey to the West seem to have wisdom, and I don't know if it is an isolated case."
Yang He finished packing the dishes and chopsticks, and as soon as he entered the house, he chose to inherit the cultivation of the Taoist boy. The three ghosts in his body suddenly became clear. Stories into a complete transformation.
He is basically extremely strong in his roots, and it will be natural to be promoted to the evil ghost realm again.
Not long after, the three ghosts rushed to complete the breakthrough of the bottleneck. The ghosts who descended from the gods did not cause trouble again this time and stayed in the Niwan Palace without moving.
The gods and ghosts have been smoothed out and even actively feed Yang He's soul.
A few days to follow.
Yang He was still firmly cultivating his cultivation while buying and selling vegetables, and found that the inspiration king only appeared at night. He was having fun occasionally, and the koi would even shrink and wander among the streets and alleys.
He found out the taboos of the King of Inspiration, and seemed to have nightmares that could easily attract attention, and often hovered on the eaves of young children.
No other behavior is wrong, even if Yang He looks directly at the inspiration king.
After fully adapting to the great horror of the fifth level of hell, Yang He's mood became calm again and there would be no surprise.
At the same time, Yu Zheng also conveyed good news.
Yu Zheng has found some fragments of the plaque, and another new mortal object is being sent to Peibai City by the Fuyang Chamber of Commerce.
It is also mentioned that the Zishi Sect’s residence is likely to be in a level of hell. "I don't know which force the mummy body will belong to?" Yang He has released dozens of ladybugs with his eyes, but none of them have gained.
The ladybug in the ghost realm only survived for more than ten minutes, and the picture passed back was very blurry, and it seemed like a barren area inside the mummy body, like the endless Gobi desert.
The stomach and intestines gradually rotted, and it would turn into pus within half a day without any accident.
Yang He was a little unwilling and did not want to waste the clues that could reach endless hell. Then he thought of a method that could not risk his life, but could intuitively explore the body of a mummy.
(This chapter ends)