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Chapter 247 [Yellow Spring] [The Thirteen Stations of the Underworld]

"Woooo-"

After a long while, Yin Zun Wulu woke up faintly for a while, only to feel that the chin is very joyful.

General Zeng felt helpless when he saw this. Ji Nian had only contacted him, and he seemed to be very interested in this alien species whose intelligence was no less than that of humans, and was about to inquire.

It's okay now, I won't talk anymore.

Then he reached out and patted General Huan on the shoulder, signaling him to think of a way.

General Loss nodded knowingly, walked around Yin Zun twice, and then smiled.

"Melee Mage" and "Cold-Blooded Butcher" are actually people's misunderstandings of him. Who in the world doesn't know that he is the best at healing doctors.

"Um--"

General Sui pondered for a while, then picked up the lower jaw of the monster [Broken Heart Five-finger Pig] from the ground, and used the secret method of the underworld to turn the flesh, flesh and soul into slime.

Using one move to perform a miracle, he helped the half-dead tiger ghost to heal the lower half of his head.

In this way, poor Le Zihu can talk again.

"cough!"

He coughed fiercely, shaking out the undigested pig food, and subconsciously glanced at the ugly, ugly reflection in the stagnant water, and couldn't help but lower his head, lost in thought.

Seeing this, the two generals of gain and loss looked at each other tacitly.

The promotion to the purple rank has greatly improved their spirituality, but there is still a long way to go before their hearts are clear and their minds are sharp, and their mouths are full of oracles.

There seems to be some kind of "perception barrier" in his consciousness, and he is a little puzzled about the order of the year.

Simply use the seven stars and eight trigrams to suppress Yin Zun at the entrance of the town, and temporarily hand it over to the strong men and Yin soldiers to take care of him, while the two gods return to Qingshan Taiping Temple to find Zhang Liusan to "endorse".

General Zeng's red-faced real body and blue-faced avatar respectively picked up the small field ridge and the small tree stump, which were still panicked and frightened just now, and whose eyes were squinting with joy.

Si Li looked at the two younger brothers enviously, then turned to look at General Sui.

"?"

Seeing this, General Loss frowned.

What do you mean, you are eleven or twelve years old, and you want me to carry you away.

A piece of green face suddenly turned cold, with arms wrapped around and poked there, as if you love to go or not.

It can be seen that the child's face was full of expectation to disappointment and frustration, and the heart of the Dharma protector under the cold and hard body was still stabbed severely.

So, after exhaling a little helplessly, General Damage turned his head away and stretched out a finger as thick as a medicine pestle pretending to be impatient.

Seeing this situation, Si Li was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, he rubbed his hands on the clean clothes with great joy, and then carefully held General Damage's fingers.

Seeing this, the other children were very envious, but felt that General Hu was a bit fierce and not very close.

A little girl is holding the corners of Sili's clothes, one after another, looking at it from a distance, it's like playing an eagle catching chickens, with a face full of joy, and her steps are lightly following behind the old hen, full of security, Walk leisurely towards the town.

Gain and loss two will walk on the straight road with potholes, habitually summing up the gains and losses of the battle.

Suddenly realized that in this first battle after the advanced stage, it seemed that there were only gains and no losses.

The identities of ghost kings in the past and Dharma protectors today have endowed them with a battle-hardened past and the experience and spirit of invincibility. It is not easy to handle a tiger ghost.

If this Yin Zun is really the generation who attained enlightenment and lost his mortal body.

The number of people, experience, and card quality really may not be able to make up for the level gap of this star.

But there are no ifs in the world, and Yin Zun is just a disheveled tiger whose body has been smashed for fun, resulting in incomplete foundation.

You also need to rely on cannibalism to improve your cultivation, so make a lot of money.

But there is one thing to say, it is not weaker than human intelligence and its unique ability to speak, it is really eye-catching.

It's just that all the gifts bestowed by fate have secretly marked their prices.

The five-star purple rank has already blocked his potential.

To put it bluntly, the inventory is that big.

You are an ordinary tiger, and you are not a foreign species. Your body is broken and your soul and body are damaged. It is not bad if you can save your life by adventure.

Not to mention Him, even Nezha, the great god who bears the destiny, can change his lotus incarnation after committing suicide, and it is impossible to have no bad influence at all.

It is a fluke that the road ahead has not been broken after suffering such a catastrophe.

It is simply impossible to want to overwhelm others in terms of talent and potential.

In this way, the foundation itself is damaged, and the inventory is inferior, and more than half of it is allocated to "store" the same thinking and language abilities as people, leaving less space for skills and characteristics.

It can only be said that Kong has a purple-rank five-star shelf, and his actual combat skills and means of diversity are far from the average level of rank, let alone an opponent who gains or loses the second general.

Not to mention these two, even the Seventh Master and Eighth Master who have not advanced yet at this stage can also use the right time and place to overwhelm him.

"The shame of the five-star purple rank."

Outside Shanling Village, watching the whole battle chronology with a shared view, suddenly remembered an old friend.

Who is it, it is inconvenient to say clearly, looking at Taoyuan, no one knows, no one knows.

"Such a high spiritual intelligence, no matter how you look at it, there are problems. Either someone is controlling it behind, or there are other adventures."

"It's really good for the latter, but if it's the former..."

Ji Nian squinted his eyes, and said in his heart, "Then we have to cut the weeds and get rid of the roots."

"Looking at the behavior of this tiger, you can tell that if there is someone behind him, it probably won't be a good thing."

"As the saying goes: Far water cannot quench near thirst."

"I've been tasked too much recently, and I don't have time to return to Qingshan. I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with a ruthless master with the two gods of General Zeng and General Loss alone."

But to solve this problem is also very simple.

"If it doesn't work, call your parents."

Ji Nianxin said: "If there is such a person, let the principal directly contact the bombing team of the Zhenyuan Army and give him a flat cave, and nothing will happen."

He is very self-aware and knows what level he is now better than anyone else.

You don't feel like you can win two hands with anyone just because you hold a hand of mythical cards. It's [-]-[-] in Kyushu.

There is no shame in admitting that you are inferior to others.

In the face of strong opponents, if you can not offend them, you will not offend them, and try to develop into friends; if you really can't, ask the principal and Uncle Yuan to take action and carry out a dimensionality reduction strike.

"Isn't that what the background is for?"

As a myth card maker, he likes to overwhelm others with power.

"Trouble General Zeng and General Damage, bring Zhang Liusan to Yin Zun."

General Zeng nodded in agreement, which coincided with his thoughts.

General Loss silently quickened his pace, thinking of completing the task assigned by the Chronicle as soon as possible.

At the same time, the townspeople of Shijie and the folks brought by Zhang Wuer gathered outside the Taiping Temple and waited silently.

So, under their nervous and expectant eyes, three burly figures walked out of the thick mountain mist, hugging or leading the children of the two towns.

The trembling of the heart makes the years condense slightly, and the scene in front of me will eventually become an unforgettable scene for the children of the Zhang family and the villagers of the two towns.

In the inherent impression, the tall, cold and ruthless Dharma protector, who regards everything as nothing, walked down the lifeless, cold and oppressive stone platform for the first time, and came to their group of "ant people".

In the face of the enemy, he is decisive, but in the face of them, he is kind like a parent, and he is blatantly partial.

"We finally have a backer!"

In the dense mountains and mist, hundreds of people shouted in their hearts.

The Second General of Gain and Loss has long been used to this kind of gaze, and he just nodded slightly, and then walked towards the Taiping Temple.

"My heart!"

Zhang Wuer was taken aback when he saw this, and then tremblingly took the sleeping boy from General Zeng.

Zhang Liusan also bowed and slowly got up.

Taking advantage of the general's vision, Ji Nian found that his hair was grayer, and there were many wrinkles on his already vicissitudes of face.

It is not easy for mortals to communicate with God.

Even a masculine young man will have to peel off his skin afterwards, let alone an old man who is a few decades older.

"The two generals are benevolent. When this matter is over, the common people will prepare three animals and offer them every day, so that the incense of the two gods will continue."

Hearing this, General Zeng waved his hand, not paying much attention.

He only took a few steps forward, gently lifted the opponent up, and conveyed a divine intention to him.

"The general wants me to go out and have a talk with that monster?" Zhang Liusan raised his head and asked.

General Zeng nodded slightly when he heard the words, in response.

Seeing this, Zhang Liusan didn't dare to neglect at all, just bent down to pick up the crutches from the stone slab, and wanted to go out with the two great gods.

Just now, Zhang Wuer, who was still in pain, Bao, turned around and faced the direction of the two gods, fell to his knees with a plop, and kowtowed heavily.

"The ant people uttered nonsense in front of the car, questioning the respect of the gods, the morality, and the mighty power. The two generals can ignore the past and save my great-grandson. They are really merciful gods."

"Ant man Zhang Wuer made an oath here, wishing to serve the great virtuous and good teacher all his life, and bring the two generals to enshrine and keep incense. Once the blood relatives of the descendants come to the world, they will all be people of the way of peace. They will follow devoutly and never rebel."

"If you violate this oath, all diseases will invade your body, your body will die and your soul will be destroyed, and if you don't enter the Nine Ruins, you will never have an afterlife!"

"Old man, please wake up." A gentle voice rang in Zhang Wuer's ear.

He turned his head following the sound, and vaguely saw a Taoist sitting firmly on the stone platform in the main hall, with a simple Taoist robe, a beard and a smile, his eyes were full of compassion, generosity and righteousness.

"Great virtuous teacher..."

Zhang Wuer fell to his knees again and kowtowed heavily, unable to bear it for a long time.

Zhang Liusan, supported by General Zeng, walked out of the view holding the small tree stump.

After handing over the child to the parents, and carefully instructing them a few more times, with their eyes flickering, they followed the two gods to the outskirts of the town.

Then I saw that ferocious tiger ghost, who seemed to have had his jaw cut off, and there was a pig's jaw "Ulu Haba", and he didn't know what he was talking about.

Just as he was about to ask a question, a white mist suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

At the end of the fog is a vast light, warm and dazzling, grand and bright.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw a grand gate with carved dragons carved in glazed glass and phoenix painted in precious jade, slowly opening towards him.

The jade rabbit walks among the bushes, and the golden crow circles the beam.Famous flowers and auspicious grasses compete to bloom, and rare and exotic animals roam in the clouds.

The vast celestial palace ridge swallows gold and stable beasts, and the grand palace pillars and jade unicorns.

The aroma of alcohol and dandelion is intoxicating, and the aroma of peaches and plums is refreshing.

"Am I at the top of the sea of ​​clouds, Jingming Palace?"

With such a grand palace in front of him, Zhang Liusan did not dare to enter or retreat, and finally stood obediently outside the palace and waited.

Seeing this, Ji Nian, who had already changed into Zhang Jiao's appearance, only said "Come in", and Zhang Liusan moved from the "Nantian Gate" to the "Lingxiao Palace".

"Old man, I haven't seen you for a long time, but are you okay?"

The cordial greetings lingered in his ears, and Zhang Liusan's eyes turned red: "Taoist!"

"Well, full of energy, it seems to be in good condition."

The Taoist in yellow robe smiled, raised his hand and waved out a ray of incense and faith that Zhang Wuer had just contributed, and injected it into Zhang Liusan.

This summoning of the gods undoubtedly caused heavy damage to his body. With this pure faith, he can recover somewhat.

After a few breaths, seeing that Zhang Liusan's condition has recovered a lot, Ji Nian exchanged a few simple greetings, and then got straight to the point: "I will trouble the old man later, and help me find out why Yin Zun understands human affairs and speaks human words."

After the words fell, Zhang Liusan thought for a moment, and said with some doubts: "Master Dao, that tiger ghost is vicious and cunning, if he plays tricks..."

"Poverty has its own way."

Considering that there may be frequent group operations in the future, he left a stack of blank cards on each Kaling.

As long as you put Yin Zun into a blank card like an ordinary card master, and try to increase its bond, fear or loyalty value, you can pry things out of his mouth.

Although such a complex thing as emotion, even the fragments of the world rules - the card panel, cannot be accurately quantified, as long as it can provide an approximate range, he can be targeted.

"Old man, after you go back, you only need to follow the words I just taught you and keep asking Yin Zun's ears. Other things are free for the two generals to do."

"The old man knows."

Zhang Liusan clapped his hands in response, and when he opened his eyes again, he returned to the vibrant but also gloomy and treacherous Hundred Thousand Green Mountains.

After looking at each other with the second general of gain and loss, he quickly opened his posture and surrounded Yin Zun from four directions.

Seeing this, Yin Zun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"What are they going to do?"

He thought about it secretly, his heart was in his throat.

Then I saw the red-faced god general raise a piece of talisman paper, slowly approaching him, and then ruthlessly imprinted it on his forehead.

——The so-called "talisman paper" is actually a blank card covered with a skin.A big ghost is a big ghost, a good teacher is a good teacher, and the person who records the year is the most detail.

"He's his mother!"

Yin Zun subconsciously swears, and his voice gradually weakens.

He only felt an irreversible divine power pouring down on Tianxin, and the dilapidated soul body was compressed to the extreme in an instant.

When he opened his eyes again, he was faced with an unknown space of dead silence, vastness and infinite darkness.

The dense black mist that filled the surroundings directly cut off his connection with the Yellow Spring Cave, and fear slowly spread in his heart like a tide.

"Hate value 77?" Incomprehensible words sounded in my ears: "Come again!"

So, the next moment, the card opened and He was released.

What was waiting for him was General Hu's "eight-point knife and saw".

"Teng! Teng! Teng! Hum-boom!!!"

Yin Zun was so frightened by this scene that he didn't dare to move, he cursed in his heart, but begged for mercy: "Yeah, imitating the ancients, yayyyyyyyyyyyyah!"

A few minutes later, General Zeng pulled out a piece of "talisman paper" from the pouch tied around his waist, and covered the half-dead Yin Zun's forehead.

"Hatred value 56? It seems a bit dissatisfied."

Yin Zun was released again, and what awaited him was another round of "data update".

"The value of hatred is 13, and the value of fear is 42. This is not bad, come again."

"The fear value is 67, the loyalty value is 12, yes, continue."

"The fear value is 88, the loyalty value is 43, another round! It can be higher."

"The fear value is 94, and the loyalty value is 72. If you increase the general's share of incense, the data can be raised!"

"The fear value is 97, and the loyalty value is 84. It's almost enough. Let's stop here. I'm not a devil."

Emotions are things that are difficult to define and fluctuate constantly, and rules incarnate cards cannot be perfectly quantified and accurately judged.

But even so, such a high value can explain a lot of problems.

Rounding things up, Lezi Hu Yinzun is now considered a loyal minister of the Ji family.

It is this loyal minister who is about to die.

"Fucking tricks... Isn't tricks tricky..."

Hearing this, Ji Nian hurriedly asked General Zeng to give him a wisp of incense and continued his life.

Then he asked General Shu to find a wolf jaw and put it on him again.

Although it still looks a little awkward, but at least it doesn't talk too much.

"what……"

Yin Zun lay on the ground half dead, and before Ji Nian asked Zhang Liusan to ask questions, he answered all his questions weakly and quickly.

He even explained how many tigresses there were in the mountains before Chaofan.

"Yellow Spring? Enlightenment? Resurrection point? Art of creating animals? The second son of the Zhou family?"

Outside Shanling Village, Ji Nian rubbed his chin, keenly grasping these key words.

After thinking about it for a while, I decided to let the Second General of Addition and Loss stay in Shijie Town for the time being, and when the incense accumulated to a certain level, Yin Zun would lead the way to explore.

"Huangquan... Huangquan..."

According to Yin Zun, this is the name He casually pronounced when he was immersed in the spring.

Dark Yellow Spring Water → Yellow Spring, a simple and common naming idea.

"Is it really a coincidence?"

Ji Nian casually played with the two newly obtained material cards, closed his eyes, and let out a sigh of relief.

After thinking for a while, I took [Fengdeng Dixian Temple] and [Hunchbacked Ghost Immortal] and went back to the village to rest.

When I met Village Chief Ma on the way, the nearly eighty-year-old man only glanced at the card with a dark blue border with a complicated expression, then turned his head away with a sigh, and walked alone on the winding village road.

"Go to bed early, don't play with your phone, and get up early tomorrow."

After briefly instructing everyone, Ji Nian returned to the cabin of the airship and found a spacious and secluded room to rest.

Originally, I planned to squat for a while, wait for the state to be adjusted, and then proceed to the construction of the front station of [The Thirteen Stations of the Underworld].

But because he was too worried about the [Great Wall], he lay on the couch with his eyes closed for half an hour, but he didn't feel sleepy.

He simply took off the charging mobile phone from the bedside table, thinking about checking the latest news, but accidentally discovered that a large group of unnamed schools were discussing themselves.

"When did this group get here?"

Ji Nian went around in his head, and he didn't remember when or who built this group, so he dived silently to see what his classmates commented on him behind his back.

"Hey Hey."

A certain idiot classmate uttered a voice that lasted four seconds, and when she opened it, she laughed strangely.

"As soon as Goldman Sachs came, we, Tao San, the two male gods of 'gentle scum' and 'clothed beast' got together, suck it up."

She said with a smirk.

"A gentle scum? A beast in clothes? [Deer question mark.jpg]"

A girl named "Snacks don't grow meat" asked questions full of doubts.

"Goldman Sachs and Brother Nian, a gentle scum, a well-dressed beast, a bad man, the most interesting, hehehehe."

The idiot classmate replied.

"Ji Nian... a beast in clothes? I think Brother Nian is not bad."

The girl whose online name is "Chengnan Clown Orange" replied.

"You were confused by his performance. Sister, I have been a nymphomaniac for many years. My nose is sharper than a dog. I can smell the bad smell of water on him from five or six miles away."

"On the surface, she looks clean and elegant, with a whole body of righteousness, but in fact she has a bad stomach. This contrast is too murderous."

"However, let me say that a bad man like Brother Nian is suitable for watching from a distance, and occasionally comes out to play. If you really want to stay together, you have to be a real person like Ren Wang and Yan Lou."

Ji Nian couldn't hold back when he saw this, and replied subconsciously: "It's okay, you stay with others, it doesn't prevent us from going out to play from time to time. @桃桃小丸犹子"

As soon as these words came out, the chat interface that had been running like flowing water fell into a long silence.

After a long time, a reply popped up:
Diamond Cat (Friend Note: Homeroom Teacher Wei Ya): "???"

Then, the blank chat interface became lively again:

Do you treat your sister like a Sunday (Friends Note: Li Baitian): "6"

Xuanxie Langfang (friend's note: Yan Lou): "Le, manual dog head."

Humanoid self-propelled sweet stomach medicine (friend's note: Yu Anran): "Quack quack quack."

The mentally ill uncle will never dream of the God-Slaying Warrior (Friend's Note: Ah Quan): "【Funny.jpg】"

Kuo Le is still ginger tea (friend's note: ginger tea): "[The kittens feel incredible.jpg]"

Goldman Sachs 0715: "..."

[The group members "be kind like water, be virtuous" withdrew his message, and poured black tea to help the group sleep]

Goldman Sachs 0715: "..."

The highest kindness is like water, and the virtues carry things (group note: Chronicle): "I just picked up this mobile phone, can anyone in the group contact the owner?"

Yoyo Luming (friend's note: Lu Yoyo): "[Maomao really can't understand you.jpg]"

"Crack."

With a movement of his finger, Ji Nian turned off the screen of the phone.

After sitting on the couch for a long time, when the embarrassment dissipated, he picked up the ballpoint pen and wrote down the four characters "No More Water Qun" on the small notebook he carried with him viciously.

"I really can't sleep now."

Shui Wanqun's Ji Nian was completely awake, no longer feeling sleepy.

Seeing the bright moon shining outside the window and the time was just right, I decided to use [Fengdeng Dixian Temple] and [Humpuodi Ghost Immortals] as bases to polish the underworld front station.

According to his vision, [Hell Thirteen Stations] should be a high-quality super-large domain card.

【Earth Temple】, 【Huangquan Road】, 【Wangxiang Terrace】, 【Egou Ridge】, 【Jinji Mountain】…

Each station is singled out, and it is quite a good domain card.

But if you really want to follow the steps step by step and do it independently one by one, the intensity in the early and mid-term will be almost the same.

To put it bluntly, it is not impossible for you to build [Earth Temple], [Wangxiang Terrace] and other sites by creating independent cards, and finally integrate them into [Hell Thirteen Stations]. Anyway, the end result is the same of.

But that would not only take time and effort, but also take up a lot of card slots.

For the sake of these thirteen trees, he could not abandon the trees supported by [Daluotian], [Lingxiao Palace], [Xitian], [Meishan], [Shituoling], [Buzhoushan], [Beiming], etc. From the lush ancient forest.

"In terms of effect alone, [Thirteen Stations of the Underworld] (to be perfected) is definitely much stronger than a single [Earth Temple]."

As Ji Nianxin said, he folded two materials and a blank card in the palm of his hand, then relaxed his mind, slowly adjusted his breathing rate, and soon his consciousness drifted, flooding into the sea of ​​consciousness like a tide.

"call……"

Looking at the familiar world in front of him, Ji Nian couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

He hadn't made cards for a few days, and he didn't feel unfamiliar at all. He raised his hand and called for a card-drawing pen, and wrote the big characters of "Thirteen Stations in the Underworld" with bold and unrestrained strokes.

The imitation of the underworld, which occupies more than half of the sea of ​​consciousness, also bursts out with purple rays of light in the next moment.

The sun, moon and stars are not seen above, and the grass, trees and dust are not seen below.

But seeing cigarettes curling up from the small temple with red tiles, and a wealthy old man of modest stature holding a scroll in his hand.

The bloody yellow river full of insects and snakes is constantly turbulent, turbulent and turbulent. It is not several feet wide and flows to the southwest. It is called "Naihe River".

There is no inn on Huangquan Road, and you have to carry white paper money to pass here.

The dead cry when they don't see the living, Bronze snakes and iron dogs pervade the future.

Stay at the earthy Wangxiang Terrace, overlooking the tears of relatives and friends.

Looking forward, there are huge mountains, full of vicious dogs, hair like steel wire, teeth like sharp knives, and fierce eyes, clawing and biting the dead souls of the past.

Going forward, there are steep mountains and dangerous peaks, and the golden rooster is handsome, with claws like scratching hooks, wings like feather fans, and sharp beaks, fanning ghosts and pecking pedestrians.

In the future, it will be the wild ghost village.

The evil spirits injured by the vicious dog and the golden rooster at the front stand here deceive passers-by, snatch their limbs, make up for themselves, get a whole body, and stride forward to the next station.

Passing through this station, it is very simple to ask for An Ran, and pay a tribute of three catties and six taels to the boy in the village.

——The road to the underworld is long, and it is better to spend more money than mountains.

Going forward to the Mihun Palace, a clear spring springs from the well, and the sound of the ding-dong flows, and the drinker utters the truth, and only tells the sins of the past one by one, waiting for Yan Jun's judge to distinguish carefully.

After this stop, my thoughts are dizzy, my soul is bound by chains, and I drift away in a daze.

Suddenly, I felt the wind blowing, and the crows were screaming, which was startling. When I looked up, I saw the big city gate.

There is a couplet on the door.

Upper couplet: Humans and ghosts, ghosts and humans, humans and ghosts have different paths.

The second couplet: Yin and Yang, Yang and Yin, Yin and Yang are always separated.

There is a black plaque horizontally in the middle, with thick brush strokes and shining golden lacquer, it is exactly [Fengdu City].

When he entered the city, his eyes were full of gloom and darkness.

My mind was confused, I didn't know how many doors I had passed, and when I looked up, I saw the ten halls of Yan Jun.

At this point, the past, the past, and all kinds of things in life have all been settled.

Those who reward the gods will be safe, and those who do more good deeds will get rich.

There is no salvation for those who break the law and seek personal gain, and those who are extremely vicious enter the secluded world.

There is a saying that the underworld is just, the mirror hangs high, the palace is passed, the city walks, and the case will be self-evident after returning to the soul.

A good person casts a good womb, gets promoted and gets rich in the next life.

The wicked go through layers of hell, and only when their sins are redeemed can they rest.

The secluded prison is not far away [Supporting Pavilion], where you can get all the soft disks, shame clothes, paper-wrapped maids, and servants of chariots and horses.

After receiving my wish, I will go to [Ghost Realm Fort], live in peace of mind, and come to fry ghosts.

There is a saying: Although the rain is wide, it will not moisten the rootless grass; although the Tao is wide, it will not cross the unfavorable people!
Those with predestined relationship can meet 【Taiyi Saves Suffering Heavenly Venerable】 at 【Lotus Terrace】, enlightenment can turn green smoke into the sky.

Those who have no fate, wait for the ghost's life to be exhausted, and follow the errand to the edge of the cliff of resurrection.

Beside the cliff, there is an old woman laughing, and a gold and silver bridge with tea soup.

The Tao is divided into five gates, and the Buddha has six ways.

After a bowl of Mengpo soup, forget the past.

Which gate should you enter, which gate should you vote for?

Is it the gods, the human world, the Shura realm, or hell, hungry ghosts, or beast gates.

Taking this step, you can distinguish yourself...

"call……"

Taking advantage of the opportunity to build a scene for [The Thirteen Stations of the Underworld], Ji Nian took care of the imitation of the underworld in the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

"It's a pity that there is impermanence in the sky, generals who increase or decrease, judges, Yan Jun, Tianzun, and Ksitigarbha...all have not returned to their positions, which can be regarded as another level of 'hell is empty'."

"Ugh."

Thinking of this, Ji Nian couldn't help sighing.

The road ahead is unclear, and we still have to forge ahead.

"Card!"

The scene has been built, you can skip the step of [drawing the card face], just fill in the information and engrave the back of the card.

Ji Nian then picked up his pen and swiped his brush, and quickly wrote:
[Buddha said: Human beings have eight sufferings: birth, old age, sickness, death, resentment and hatred, separation from love, blazing five shades, and not getting what you want. 】

[All living beings, even if they are an emperor through the ages and a peerless celestial being, cannot escape the word "death". 】

[In Chinese mythology, death is not necessarily like a lamp going out. 】

【Death is the end of this life, but also the beginning of another reincarnation...】

[This life is over, and the soul enters the underworld, and it must go through the difficulties: thirteen stations before it can be reincarnated. 】

Let me briefly introduce the general situation of the Thirteen Stations of the Underworld, and the relevant information of [Earth Temple] will be entered in the calendar year:

[Earth Temple, also known as Bogong Temple and Fude Temple, is a Chinese folk temple dedicated to the God of Earth. 】

[Due to their low status, most of them are simple in shape and made of stone, most of them are not as tall as half a person. 】

[But there are also land efficacies, incense is flourishing, and temples are spacious and magnificent, and they are the messengers in the middle of all the halls in the world. 】

[Up to the copying of the heavenly form, down to the delivery of clothes and paper money, all cannot do without His help. 】

[And this is just one of the functions of the land god. 】

[As one of the gods with the most widespread folk beliefs in China, the God of Land is also known as "Ford God" and "God of Society". 】

[Affected by the concept of "where there is soil, there is wealth", it is also regarded as the "God of Fortune" and "God of Wealth". 】

【Peace and wealth, good harvest, evil spirits and blessings...】

[In the various prayers of the people, the land god plays different roles. 】

[Only one god is a stroke of Chinese mythology. 】

After the information is written, the chronicle will stop writing.

After the approval is passed, the back of the card will be engraved.

With the carving knife scraping out the last channel of spiritual power, the construction of [Thirteen Stations in the Underworld] is also considered complete.

Ji Nian fell into deep thought at this moment.

I don't know what to do with that very special [Hunchbacked Ghost Immortal].

Whether to make it a part of [Thirteen Stations of the Underworld] (to be perfected), or to strike while the iron is hot and turn it into an independent card of "Land God" or "Ford God" is not a small problem.

Because the 86 version of "Journey to the West" was so well shot, the inherent impression formed was too deep, and many people thought that the Lord of the Land was a little sesame god called around by Brother Monkey.

However, in the original "Journey to the West" (not the prehistoric and dark Journey to the West series), brother Hou's status as a giant in the three worlds is not many great gods who dare to talk to him.

You can't always expect that a few bricks can make a temple, and the father-in-law swung his crutches and slammed Sun Dasheng on the head.

To be honest, although the land master is a bit lower, the upper limit is definitely not low.

A very simple logical relationship:

For 5000 years, "land" has always been the first thing in the hearts of Chinese people. How can the "land god" who symbolizes this element be worse?
"Don't get entangled, isn't it just a quota, the Seventh Master and Eighth Master's Advanced Combination Card will be vacant."

"Just strike while the iron is hot and create the Land Lord!"

"This is much more reliable than making impermanence a widespread belief."

　1. Ladies and gentlemen, the cover of the card panel has been written, but I am really not satisfied. I will change it and send it out tomorrow.
　　2. Counting the card panels that will be distributed together tomorrow, the cover has written more than 9000 words today, which did not reach the target average, so I will have to work harder tomorrow.

　　3. Thank you for your big monthly tickets and rewards. The lid must work hard to update

　　4. Women's clothing will be released in this chapter, it may come out later.

　　5. Tomorrow will be updated in small chapters

　　
　
(End of this chapter)