chewing dragon

Chapter 188 Calling the soul to cross the dead
While thinking about it, Qi Jingzhi had already drawn up a list in his heart, listing the surnames that might conflict with him naturally.

It's not that he is prejudiced against these surnames, it's that the descendants and practitioners he meets more or less pay attention to the origin of their surnames.

Perhaps a rebellion four or five hundred years ago was too far apart for ordinary people, and even Chen Er became a government servant, so he could bully him, a grassroots surnamed Jiang and Qi.

However, just looking at Chen Taiqiu, who was more than 200 years old, was said by Lord Langya to have died young, one knows that in the hearts of these great monks who can easily live for hundreds of thousands of years, the grievances and hatreds of hundreds of years ago are still fresh. Live like yesterday.

"As the saying goes, you must not have the heart to harm others, and you must have the heart to guard against others. When encountering descendants with these surnames, especially older monks, it is always beneficial and harmless to be a little more careful."

This thought flashed across Qi Jingzhi's mind, so he put it aside and stopped thinking about it, and turned to Lord Langya and asked: "Listen to the meaning of the senior, that Ding Lingwei whose surname is Jiang also worshiped in Xianyu Mountain?"

Zheng Xian nodded when he heard the words, and raised his hand to point to the golden nest on the canopy: "There are always some pretentious children of the Ding family surnamed Jiang, who only want to learn from other families' strengths and add a new one to their "Tiger Seal Classic". It's a pity that most of the things that are fiddled with are flashy things, and there are very few successful ones."

"Back then, Ding Lingwei was stunningly talented, arrogant and arrogant, just like his younger generation, Marquis An Feng, he refused to concentrate on studying the "Tiger Seal Sutra" and always wanted to play tricks, so he paid homage to the previous generation Xuandu Guan. The master is the teacher, and I learned the "Xianyu Jing" secretly handed down by the Feng family of Xianyu Mountain."

"Not to mention, he is extremely talented, entered the country quickly, and caught up with the good opportunity to put down the Chen family's rebellion. He applied what he learned on the battlefield, checked for omissions, and gained a lot in the Chen family's library. Created a rather practical formation called the Crane Wing Formation, and thus reached the threshold of the Fifth Realm."

"Once the success is achieved, there will really be an extra map in the volume of "Hu Qian Jing" Zhuang Ming of Jiang's surname Ding family in Qi State!"

Qi Jingzhi heard it clearly just now, in the "Tiger Seal Sutra" now there are four formation diagrams of Fei'e, Changhong, Repeat, and Bagua, without any crane wings, so he knew that Ding Lingwei must have fallen short of his success.

Before he could open his mouth to ask, Zheng Xian sighed: "It's a pity that Ding Lingwei is too conceited. He broke through the realm hastily because he didn't have enough savings, and he created the Crane Wing Formation while breaking through the realm. The multiplication of catastrophes has attracted extremely powerful foreign demons in the field of infinity, so that the success is on the brink of failure."

"Since then, his spirituality has been lost in the boundless wild, and he has not returned yet. His body has remained on Xianyu Mountain, disintegrated into cranes, and spent his days in obscurity. It has been nearly 500 years!"

Speaking of this, with Lord Langya's level of cultivation, he couldn't help sighing, stroked his palms and chanted softly: "Ding Ling passed away from the world, brushed his clothes and walked to the immortal road. He will follow the five clouds after refining the Nine Pills. A secluded cave, a deep hidden place of peaches and apricots. I don’t know how many times did Zeng Huahe return to Liaohai?”

He chanted but shook his head again: "Spirituality is lost in the wild, and there is only one dissected crane left. How can I remember the old relatives and friends, and the scenery of my hometown? This land of Liaohai, Ding Lingwei is afraid that it will be difficult to return in this lifetime!"

By this time, Qi Jingzhi could already conclude that the friendship between Lord Langya and the Ding family surnamed Jiang, especially Ding Lingwei, was extraordinary, but he didn't know what would happen to him now that there was such a big disturbance in Jiuzhen County of Liaozhou and even the six states of the East China Sea. Deal with the two brothers An Fenghou.

The few people were silent for a while, and saw that the filthy sea phoenix nest on the golden canopy was obviously a few times bigger, but it was still nothing compared to the canopy, but the sounds of fighting and wailing inside gradually disappeared, and it seemed quite quiet .

In fact, not only the direction of the canopy, but also the iron guards of the Hou Mansion outside the Baiyun Palace and even the entire Jiuzhen County City are all silent at this moment, as if it were a dead city. The giant tree was stunned. It was Lord Langya who used secret techniques to isolate Baiyun Palace from the outside world.

Anyway, until now, the hundred tigers who were supposed to come here to listen to Geshu Dashi's command and swear to guard the main hall of Baiyun Palace have still disappeared.

Langya Lord Zhengxian has already packed up his mood, restored his previous gentle and amiable demeanor, shook his head and said with a smile: "At first, I wanted to follow the principles of nature and wait for the day of harvest, but I was almost caught by these two juniors of the Ding family. Destroying the Lingtian of the Six States, Zheng can only backfire!"

I saw him take off the white feather fan shaped like a phoenix tail at his waist, and wave it towards the tree crown, and a faint white fluorescent light scattered.

The golden thread fog tiger quietly appeared on the branches, but its size was already different, it looked like a hillock.

It opened its mouth to hold the golden phoenix nest covered by the black water and filthy sea, then turned its head and burrowed into the depths of the tree crown.

The next moment, the entire golden giant tree seemed to come alive, its branches and leaves began to sway in the wind, and clusters of dense golden flower buds grew in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, these flower buds bloomed suddenly, and clusters of five-petal small flowers bloomed, but this kind of small flowers are actually comparable to futons compared to the golden giant tree.

As the flowers on the tree bloomed in an instant, there was a strong sweet fragrance diffused immediately, which lifted people's spirits.

Qi Jingzhi only felt that the flowers and the fragrance were familiar, and it was quite similar to the jujube tree in bloom.

Seeing Langya Lord Zheng Xian wave the white feather fan in his hand again, he said in a low voice: "Where is the envoy with golden wings?"

As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of thousands of bees popped out of the void, each of them was as big as the two golden birds before, their bodies were shining golden, and the sound of flapping their wings rang out in an instant. , like the roar of the wind and thunder.

These golden bees, named "Golden Wing Envoys", flew in and out among the clusters of flowers in groups, obviously gathering honey for pollination.

Qi Jingzhi grew up in the mountains, so he is more and more familiar with this kind of scene, but no matter whether it is a tree, a flower or a bee, they are all unprecedentedly huge, the more he looks at it, the more weird and even a little scary.

Especially those Golden Winged Envoys, just looking at the fierce wind and huge sound waves they make when they flap their wings, if ordinary people fall into the swarm, they will be cut to pieces.

The Golden Wing envoys did their work quite swiftly, but after a while, they disappeared into the void with the fragrance of honey all over their bodies, and the golden flowers on the tree also left the branches and rustled down, but they fell before they landed. Suddenly disappeared.

At the same time, jujubes as big as melons appeared on the branches, huge and fragrant, and the trees were full of trees.

The increasingly intoxicating scent of jujube not only enveloped the four people under the tree, but also wafted for ten miles and was heard all over the city.

Lord Langya Zheng Xian suddenly stretched out his green robe, and immediately flew away without wings, and flung himself into the clouds.

"The soul is back! There is no east, no west, no south and no north!"

The misty and distant singing sound resounds up and down the golden tree, between heaven and earth.

"The soul has no east, and it cannot return! The blue sea is surging, and the blue abyss is sinking. The long whales are surging, and the dragons are flowing side by side. The teeth are like mountains of knives, and the bones are hanging between them. When the soul returns, it cannot be crossed!"

"The soul has no south, feed tigers and leopards! The blazing light is like burning, and the secluded forest blocks the way. The white forehead is entrenched, and the snake is winding. The teeth are like wrong swords, and the murder is like hemp. The soul is back, and you can't get involved!"

Following Langya Lord Zhengxian's singing, there seemed to be the sound of rushing water in the dark, and there were countless howling and mourning, resounding through Yin and Yang, and echoing throughout the city.

"The soul has no west, and the road is difficult! The sky ladder is hooked, and the bird's path is cut off. The quicksand is thousands of miles, spiraling into the thunder abyss. The horse's foot kicks, and the wheel destroys the hill. The soul returns, and it cannot be crossed!"

"The soul has no north, and the suffering is terrible! The cold mountains are wrapped in plains, and the frozen clouds do not fly. The ice is soaring, and the snow is thousands of miles away. The candle dragon breathes, and the severe wind tears the clothes. The soul returns, and it cannot go!"

Qi Jingzhi had already lit the candlestick of Yinsha Fengmu, and covered his head with hazy feathers. Looking around, he saw that the statue of the Autumn God had disappeared without a trace, and there was only one giant tree left in the world, which was even bigger than before.

The body of the tree is towering, covering the universe, just like a golden city in the sky.

The bark is chapped, and the low-lying places are like thousands of ravines, separated into pieces of golden scales and high hills.

In the rift valley between the Jinlin high hills, there are faintly flowing yellow rivers, thousands of turbid currents meandering and interlacing, rushing up against the treetops.

In the dim water, first more than a hundred dead spirits appeared one after another, and they were members of the Wei clan who had already entered the underworld, and then dozens of people floated up one after another, most of them were wearing armor and wearing auras. .

Among them, the one with the most brilliance is a middle-aged man in red robe and red armor, who unexpectedly retained a clear sense of mind, struggled to break free from the river, and made a salute to Lord Langya, who was floating in the air, and immediately turned into a ray of spiritual light, walking Go southwest.

Immediately afterwards, two sharp claws emerged out of thin air, one was pitch-black and the other was gray, and they exploded with two bangs and bangs in succession, suddenly turning into hundreds of thousands of undead, or falling into the turbid current of the rift valley, or It falls on the golden scale hill.

Lord Langya raised the white feather fan in his hand, pointed at the branch of the golden tree, and said solemnly: "I am Zheng Xian, Lord Langya of the Great Qi Dynasty, who guards the East Sea and sows the golden fields. Seeing you and others dying innocently, I feel sympathy for you. In this place and at this moment, widely open the door of blessings, expand the Dharma Realm, summon souls to overcome the dead, eradicate crimes and relieve suffering."

Just a few words are like the holy words of the fairy voice, attracting more dead spirits to emerge from the turbid stream of the underworld, follow the reputation to look at Zheng Xian, and their eyes gradually glow with wisdom.

"Anyone who doesn't want to reincarnate can enter my Dharma Realm, live in golden jujube, replenish the soul, and live forever! If Mr. Zheng is lucky enough to turn into a blessed land and open up a cave in his year, he will have his own share. Good luck!"

As soon as these words came out, many undead spirits seemed to wake up from a dream, and their ignorance disappeared. For a while, they shouted and mixed with sorrow and joy. They either took advantage of the force of the water or climbed to the golden scales, sending out strange fragrances towards the branches, feeling Golden jujubes as big as melons rush forward.

On the huge golden tree, thousands of dead spirits climbed and struggled to cross. It looked like ghosts and ghosts, but it also revealed an indescribable sacred solemnity, which made people's scalp tingle.

There were two lines of hot tears streaming down Wei Bao's face, and now he fell to his knees with a plop, first kowtowing to his relatives, and then kowtowing heavily in the direction of Lord Langya.

Faced with this situation, Qi Jingzhi and Ge Shu Dashi naturally would not stop this single seedling of the Wei family, and looked at each other, both shocked and speechless.

Compared with the ghosts and gods of the underworld who were conferred by the lords in various parts of Daqi, this Lord Langya is more like a majestic and upright god who controls the underworld and herds all ghosts.

But in a short while, except for the middle-aged man in red armor who left on his own and was suspected to be the captain of Ji, the ghosts of the other innocent people who died in this incident all found a golden jujube and slept soundly in it. Like a fetus.

Langya Lord Zhengxian raised his fan and immediately several extraordinarily huge golden jujubes flew out from the depths of the canopy. There were three big ones, all of them tall and short, and six small ones, ranging from one to two feet to three to five feet in length.

As he fell to the ground lightly, these golden dates also slowly flew over, hanging behind him like the stars and the moon.

At the same time, the golden giant tree shrank suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a golden jujube the size of a red golden bead, which fell into Zheng Xian's palm.

He scanned the field indifferently, and saw that the three young people were all agitated and expressive, so he couldn't help but smile, and then set his eyes on the Yinsha Fengmu candlestick, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

However, Lord Langya didn't say anything, he just waved his feather fan lightly, and set off a breeze that seemed like nothing, not only lifted up Wei Bao who was kneeling on the ground with a look of disappointment on his face, but also easily lifted Yinsha Fengmu The flames of blood were extinguished.

The blood radiance dissipated, the darkness faded away, and above the sky there were no more monks fighting skills, strange objects fighting for the front, no aura dispersing, no flames roaring, not to mention the gathering of dead spirits and ghosts.

Therefore, the sky is bright and the air is clear, and the wind and smoke are clean, which makes people feel smooth.

Langya Lord Zhengxian opened his mouth, and a golden cauldron with a height of half a person fell down in front of everyone.

The golden gas in the tripod boiled like a cloud of smoke, and two columns of extremely conspicuous inscriptions were engraved on the tripod's body.

Said on the right: "Golden Kitchen God Cauldron, Returning Alchemy Golden Liquid."

Zuo said: "Ascension to heaven and residence, Yu Ju will live forever!"

There is also a large string of small characters at the bottom: "The descendant of Emperor Yan, the youngest son of Wucheng, minister Jiang Jingshu, obeyed the holy way, accepted the order of heaven, and proclaimed himself king in the field of Fengxiang, son Zheng Zhixu, the surname of Jiang is Zheng Guozhu, and he was born in the lineage of Zheng Jing's family , cast a tripod to mark and pass on to all descendants."

Qi Jingzhi has seen too many unimaginable strange things tonight, and he was already a little numb when he saw this golden tripod. On the contrary, these inscriptions on the tripod attracted his attention even more, so he couldn't help but take two steps closer and read it softly again.

When he saw Jinding for the first time, he thought it was Lord Langya's innate natal weapon, but after reading the inscription, he realized that he was wrong.

Seeing this, Langya Lord Zheng Xian smiled and said: "This is something inherited from Zheng's family!"

"When Wu became the holy king, Zhu Jiang and Zhu Ji joined forces to destroy the kingdoms with the surname of Zi. After the fall of the kingdom of Zheng whose son was surnamed, in order to subdue the people of Zheng, the ancestors, as the youngest son of the holy king of Wu Cheng, were ordered to establish the kingdom of Zheng with the surname Jiang on the ruins."

"Later, Emperor Mu of the Ji family betrayed his faith and seized Zheng Guo as his capital. Jiang Zheng was destroyed and was called Xi Zheng in history. The Zheng Jing family in the middle of the country gradually disappeared, and today they call themselves the Zheng family."

Qi Jingzhi heard another piece of ancient history about the rise and fall of Shengjiang. Although it was only a few words, there was bloody beacon smoke that could not be concealed.

He couldn't help thinking to himself: "The first ancestors of Jiang's Ding family and Zheng's family were both the sons of Wucheng Shengwang, and the two families are actually brothers. This Lord Langya has a very close relationship with Ding Lingwei, so there is still this relationship."

　Earlier, the ancestor of the Ding family was mistakenly written as the son of the holy king of Jiuhe, and I will change it when I ask the editor for permission. .

　　
　
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