Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 422 Passing by Yancheng
The three of Zhan Changfeng entered the city, the huge city gate was not guarded, the streets inside were desolate, the stalls were kicked down, the shop doors were kicked open, tables and chairs lay down, scattered things scattered all over the place, there was faint crying Hand it over while Xiaoxiao Yusi.

The continuous light rain that fell halfway was getting heavier, and Zhan Changfeng vaguely felt that the yin was flourishing and the yang was declining when he entered the territory of Guifang, which became more and more obvious under this rain.

Xing Suiyi touched his arm, "Why do you feel so terrified?"

"The aura of Guifang Kingdom is like this." Jin Buhuan is well-informed, and talked about the origin of Guifang, "Guifang has a vast land and few people. If you say that the overall national strength may be worse than the third-rate princes in the mountains and seas, but It is the most mysterious ancient country, and most sects and princes in this world respect it at a respectful distance, and even the Donglin Dynasty, which has the ambition to dominate the mountains and seas, has not taken the initiative to find it."

"Its core is the Guifang clan. According to legend, the Guifang clan has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, and its background is comparable to those of the long-established sects. You must know that Donglin has only been founded for a few thousand years. The strange thing is that the Guifang clan They didn't take the initiative to build a country, nor did they take the initiative to provoke a war. The Guifang people have always lived in Xifeng City, and they rarely come out for activities during the year."

Jin Buhuan’s voice seemed to be telling a ghost story, it was deep and desolate, “Everyone in the Guifang clan is surnamed ghost. And suffer less."

It's a pity that this is a failed ghost story. Xing Suiyi's eyes lit up when he heard it. He only knew that the ghost was a vassal state, but he had never heard of these things. "Is it the soul of life or the soul of the earth?"

"Earth soul."

Xing Suiyi was horrified, "Then this Guifang clan is simply the chosen one!"

For monks, the Yin world is the most mysterious place. It is on the back of the Yang, and no one can really reach it, not even a quasi-sage, not even a ghost.

Living souls generally have the three souls of heaven, earth and fate, and the soul of life resides in the body, evolves into seven souls, and inherits the memory of this world.

After death, the heavenly soul returns to the Tao, the earthly soul goes to hell to be punished, and the fateful soul dissipates. If the fateful soul has obsession or opportunity, it may become a ghost.

When ghosts are first formed, they are like newborns. Affected by their temperament and memories, some have turned into evil spirits, and some have become good spirits. In the Nether Blood Pond of the Taoist Holy Land, as long as it is a ghost, there is a chance to be led into the Holy Land.

In a broad sense, ghosts belong to Yin. If there is a boundary between Yin and Yang, then the Nether Blood Pool is on the edge of the Yin world.

But the real underworld can only be reached by earth souls!There is hell!The home of all evil!
Once you enter hell, you will never come out. If the evil karma on the soul of the earth is cleared, you will be exiled to Jiuyou. Only in Jiuyou can you have a chance to re-enter the world. Entering the world through talismanic summoning, but those who invite gods have to be careful of being backlashed by the soul of the earth.

There are no living beings who are not afraid of hell. After the death of some powerful bodies, in order to avoid going to hell, they reincarnate with real souls. True souls carry the earth souls of good and evil karma and the memories of this life. It is known. The only way to avoid hell The second way is to seize the house, but the after-effects of the seizure are relatively serious, and the cause and effect of the original body will be burdened for nothing.

In this way, one can see how mysterious and powerful the Guifang clan can transcend the earth soul.

Zhan Changfeng has seen some records about the Guifang clan in Yang Jiecheng's Gongfa Pavilion, so he most wants to come here to have a look.

Stepping over the broken banner, walking along the deserted street, suddenly, the sound of horseshoes came, and a group of Yancheng soldiers were about to arrive late.

People like refugees emerged from hidden places, crying and flocking to the generals of Yancheng, and the suddenly empty streets were filled with mourning.

"Master Bing, save my son!"

"My family's savings have been robbed, how will I live in the future!"

"My daughter, how do you let your parents live."

The leader, a man in military uniform, stared at the scene of being ravaged by bandits with a livid face, and waved his hand, "Don't worry, everyone, we will definitely get back what we need. You go home and pack up first, and you still have to live your life."

A group of soldiers will rush to the city wall and start building fortifications.

"It's a crime." An old lady in a gray padded jacket sat on the stone steps, and the water droplets falling from the veranda eaves fell one by one, forming a small puddle around her.

Zhan Changfeng stood under the eaves watching the rain, heard her sigh, and asked, "Do bandits often come to the city to plunder?"

The old lady tried hard to open her cloudy eyes, as if she wanted to see the young man who was asking the question clearly, but unfortunately she was old and her vision was too blurred, "You are from outside, I advise you, leave quickly, if you want to stay, It's best to go to the post station next to the city lord's mansion, who knows when the bandits will come again."

Xing Sui was puzzled, "Since the Guifang clan is so powerful, how come they can't even govern the seats, yet some people dare to come to the territory of the Guifang clan to do evil."

"Hey, I haven't finished what I just said." Jin Buhuan continued, "Just now I also mentioned that Guifang didn't take the initiative to build the country."

"The Guifang clan has been nesting in their own West Wind City, and occasionally walked outside. In ancient times, people in order to seek a rest after death, chased outside the West Wind City, hoping to be rescued by the Ghost Fang Clan after death. Settlements formed around the city, and the settlements became cities again. Once there were cities, there would be struggles. There were even strong people who wanted the Guifang clan to listen to their orders and serve them. One by one died quietly, there are rumors that the Guifang clan sent these people to hell."

"After that, the surrounding cities voluntarily requested to be affiliated with the Guifang clan, and the Guifang clan established the Fang Kingdom, but all the cities in the country were governed by the city lord himself. When the Clan came forward, they only sent out one or two clansmen, didn't there be two Guifang clansmen at the meeting to catch the sea this time?"

One is Gui Qian, one of the supervisors. Zhan Changfeng went to the city lord's mansion several times but did not see him.

Another one is Gui Shenzhou. Although he is at the top of the list and participated in the competition, it seems that there is not much news about him.

"Then West Wind City prohibits outsiders from entering?" she asked.

"That's right, West Wind City is closed all year round and visitors are refused."

"This is probably the least country like a country." After feasting his ears, Xing Sui regretted not being able to meet the Guifang clan.

Zhan Changfeng folded his sleeves, so he might not be able to see him now, but in terms of Cangmang Fighting Technique, he can be cautious for a while.

The three of them sheltered from the rain under the porch, but the rain was getting heavier and heavier. Soldiers in the distance set up horse-repelling posts outside the city gate in the rain to repair the damaged city gate, and some soldiers posted a call-up order on the bulletin board inside.

The old lady was still babbling, probably because no one listened to her in the past, or maybe she was just talking to herself, "These defenders know how to stop them. When they can't be stopped, they will run away first, and when the bandits come, Let’s go, they all come back, then stop and run again.”

"The blind woman is complaining again." There is a silk shop under the eaves, but all the things in it have been emptied. The soldiers sealed your mouth."

The old lady seemed to have been poked at something, and said angrily, "If City Lord Yan is here, it will be the turn of the bandits to bully us, and how dare these soldiers say one thing and do another."

"Keep your voice down," the man bent over and gritted his teeth at the old lady, his voice seemed to be muffled by a cloth, "Don't mention City Lord Yan, that City Lord Yan is dead, and General Yanyu is in charge now, if your words spread into the ears of General Yanyu."

The voice at the back lowered down, meaning it was self-evident.

The title of the person in charge is the general instead of the city lord?
Zhan Changfeng asked: "Does City Lord Yan still have an heir with excellent talent?"

The guy responded: "Yes."

"This heir is far away, because he is too young to inherit the position of city lord." There was no question in the tone, and he made a solid statement.

The waiter looked at the monk under the eaves in amazement. She was not tall, with a straight back, wearing a moon-white gown, silver hairpins and black hair, calm eyebrows and eyes, dignified, cold and polite, as if the wind is a god. A foreigner who walks on mountains and rivers.

"You are not a local, how do you know?"

(End of this chapter)