Taoist Master: I have a strange world

Chapter 142: Traveling to the underworld, observing life and death from the Book of Death

"Being attracted to the underworld and the underworld spirit leaves the body?"

The old temple master listened thoughtfully to Zhang Ling's experience. He thought about it carefully and said, "Speaking of which, when my soul left the body, it was also an inexplicable attraction."

"In this way, our experiences should be consistent. The key lies in absorbing the energy of the moonlight in reality, and then coming to another world, we can resonate with it and be attracted to it."

The old viewer made this judgment.

Zhang Ling nodded, acknowledging the old viewer's judgment, and at the same time turned his head to look in the direction that was attractive enough to him.

"So, I'm going to see what attracts my Yinshen. Maybe only if I find the thing that attracts my Yinshen, or go to that place, can I have the opportunity to return to my body!"

"Sooner rather than later, let's set out now."

The old temple master didn't waste any time and immediately went out to order troops.

Soon, a hundred hellfire soldiers lined up and followed behind.

These hell-fire soldiers all possess the power of 'ghost transformation' in the underworld. Hundreds of them together can form a formation.

Coupled with the old temple master's own strength, a Yama City was built in this underworld.

"Even if you encounter a ghost general, you can kill him directly."

"What direction is it? Let's go directly." The old temple leader said simply.

Zhang Ling nodded. He had to complete this matter as soon as possible. Otherwise, his body was still in the world, and there was no guarantee that something unexpected would happen.

"Walk."

Zhang Ling no longer suppressed the throbbing, followed the instinct of the Yin God, and headed towards the place that had a strong attraction to him.

In the Yin Shen state, Zhang Ling was extremely fast and flew away as soon as his thoughts came to him.

If he hadn't fallen into the underworld, causing some filth on his body, his speed would have been faster.

Now the surface of his body was a little dirty, like a lead mass, which made Zhang Ling's Yinshen slower.

But this is good, it just happens to be with the old temple master and his underworld soldiers, so as not to abandon them.

"Tao Master, you are particularly eye-catching now because of your shining golden light."

On the way, the old temple master said to Zhang Ling like this.

Now, the old temple master's name for Zhang Ling has also changed.

Following the names of many ghosts in Yama City, he also called Zhang Ling the Taoist Master.

Zhang Ling felt awkward about this at first and wanted to correct it.

But according to what the old temple master said, Zhang Ling is the only Taoist priest left alive in this world. It is not an exaggeration to be the leader of Taoism for the time being, so it is quite appropriate to call him a Taoist master.

Seeing that he could not correct himself, Zhang Ling acquiesced to this title.

"Why is it so golden?" Zhang Ling was also a little surprised, because in his own opinion, he could only see some moonlight-like light on the surface of the Yin God protecting the Yin God.

As for the golden light, Zhang Ling couldn't see it himself.

"This golden light should be a merit."

The old temple master said: "Merits are originally invisible things, but if there is no physical body, merits will appear."

"So, doing good deeds is also called accumulating negative virtue. Only in the underworld can this kind of thing be revealed."

"Your soul is shining with golden light in our eyes now. It is not just a superficial light, but a substantial one. This golden light is protecting you. Ordinary underworld methods will probably be offset by this golden light of merit."

Zhang Ling nodded, feeling that what the old viewer said made sense.

He had seen before that golden light fell into his body after he saved the people.

However, Zhang Ling turned around and searched within his body, but could not find where the golden light of merit had fallen.

Until now, when he fell into the underworld, this light of merit was able to appear, and his underworld was also protecting it.

"That's good. With such a layer of golden light of merit, this industry has an extra layer of protection."

Zhang Ling nodded, feeling a little more confident about going to that unknown place.

They kept on traveling and soon crossed thousands of miles and left the sphere of influence of Yama City.

This underworld is huge and contains all kinds of chaotic souls and corrupted souls.

The group of them encountered ghosts and monsters and killed them very quickly.

In this way, after passing through the sphere of influence of Yama City, they walked thousands of miles.

That is, in the underworld, that's why they can be so fast in their soul state.

As Zhang Ling led the way, the further they went forward, the darker it became.

"This way..."

A look of recollection appeared on the face of the old temple master, and then he recalled it.

"I remembered that I heard a ghost say the day before yesterday that this is the Black Abyss!"

"Black Abyss?"

Zhang Ling looked at the old temple master and waited for his answer.

"The black abyss is the abyss of the underworld. It is actually an abyss of the underworld. The aura of the underworld is unusually thick."

"Other places in the underworld are all gray. This is actually the manifestation of the spirit of the underworld."

"The black abyss is the area of ​​the underworld where the concentration of netherworld energy reaches ten times, dozens or even hundreds of times, that's why it looks so dark."

The old temple master said solemnly: "The ordinary underworld air is extremely polluted and will cause the ghosts to degenerate."

"In this black abyss, the concentration of netherworld energy is higher, so it is more dangerous for the ghosts. The black abyss is also a forbidden place for all major forces."

After listening to the words of the old temple master, Zhang Ling had an idea of ​​the so-called black abyss and asked: "Are you feeling unwell now?"

"I'm okay." The old viewer looked at the Yin soldiers he brought and asked them.

After asking this question, I found that some Yin soldiers had already noticed some discomfort.

In the Black Abyss area, the dirty air of the underworld is so strong that ordinary ghosts will degenerate and become ghosts if they stay for a while.

These Yin soldiers, who have been tempered by the hell, are just a little uncomfortable, so they are considered good.

"Since there is someone who feels unwell, please stay here first."

Zhang Ling pondered for a moment, then made a decision and said so.

"Okay." The old temple master agreed directly and asked the Yin soldiers who were a little uncomfortable to stay, while the others followed Zhang Ling deep into the black abyss. As they continued to move forward, the surroundings became darker and darker, and the aura of the netherworld became thicker and thicker, and more Yin soldiers could not bear it.

In this way, the Yin soldiers stayed behind one by one. The deeper they went, the fewer the Yin soldiers were around Zhang Ling and the old temple master.

Before they knew it, only the two of them were left.

"Master Tao, I'm feeling a little uncomfortable too."

The old temple leader also suddenly spoke.

Zhang Ling looked back and saw that the Yuanshi treasure jar was shining brightly inside the main body of the old temple, resisting the spirit of the netherworld.

However, the old viewer already seemed to be struggling a bit.

"Why can't you bear it anymore, but I'm still fine?"

Zhang Ling was also a little confused. He lowered his head and looked at his Yin Shen body. He didn't know whether it was the effect of the moonlight light or the effect of the golden light of merit that prevented Zhang Ling from being disturbed by the aura of the netherworld in this black abyss. .

"Perhaps, this is God's will and fate. It is destined that only you can enter it."

The old temple master said: "The black abyss is a desert. No ghost can enter it for tens of thousands of years, but you are an exception. This may be God's will."

Zhang Ling nodded and did not deny this.

The three days of righteousness he practiced, the energy of the moonlight he absorbed, and the merits he gained, all combined, brought Zhang Ling here.

The attraction ahead became stronger and stronger, making Zhang Ling restless.

"Then you stay here and I continue to move forward, as if I'm not far ahead."

Zhang Ling raised his eyes and saw that the surroundings were completely dark, and he saw how thick the netherworld aura was.

Fortunately, there was a faint light around him, which cast some light and shadow within two meters around him.

"What is it that attracts me..."

Zhang Ling murmured as he moved forward, the curiosity in his heart simply couldn't stop.

It was getting darker and darker around him, and there was no sound of wind, and no ghosts could be seen. It was like an eternal night of deathly silence.

Suddenly, Zhang Ling saw something different in front of him.

"This is……"

Zhang Ling was surprised because his sinister restlessness had stopped.

But the small bumpkin in front of him still attracted Zhang Ling.

"What's in this dirt bag?"

Zhang Ling tried to use the body of the Yin God to dig up the soil.

There was moonlight in his hand, and when it came into contact, he pushed away the dirt bag.

As soon as the dirt bag was pushed aside, light immediately emanated from it.

Zhang Ling looked intently and saw a booklet glowing slightly.

The booklet was black, made of unknown material, and was about the size of a palm, but there was no writing on it.

"what is this?"

Zhang Ling felt that the attraction came from this book.

The next moment, Zhang Ling stretched out his hand to touch this booklet.

Swish!

As Zhang Ling got the booklet, the light on the booklet immediately rushed towards Zhang Ling, while the booklet itself became unremarkable.

The moment he got the booklet, Zhang Ling's connection with his physical body suddenly became clear.

In this case, it seems that Zhang Ling can follow this induction and the Yin Shen will return as soon as he has an idea.

It was as if Zhang Ling's mission to the underworld had been completed, so he could return.

Zhang Ling could feel that there was a connection between himself and this book, and he clearly understood the purpose of this book.

"Can you remember all the ghosts in the world, put their names on them, and control life and death?"

Zhang Ling looked shocked. According to this purpose, this black book can be called a weapon of the gods.

In Zhang Ling's mind, a famous artifact in Taoism immediately appeared.

"Book of Life and Death?"

"No, the Book of Life and Death records the names of living beings in the world. This book can only record the names of ghosts."

Zhang Ling held the booklet and had many thoughts in his mind.

This book is extraordinary and has something to do with him, otherwise it would not have sucked his Yin spirit from the Yang world to this place and then be obtained by him.

It was like it was specially prepared for him.

"Do good people get rewarded, or do I appear in this world to be the founder of Taoism?"

Zhang Ling thought of the Sanqing Shenjian, the Taoist exercises, and that his edict was also effective in this world.

Added together, it seems that there is a mission in him, and everything is driving Zhang Ling to grow.

"I don't want to think about it anymore. Since it's not a bad thing, let's face it calmly."

"Having this book in hand is also a good thing. It can deal with the devils in the world and restrain the devils in the world."

Zhang Ling thought about it, then turned around with the booklet in hand and headed back in the direction he came from.

He wanted to leave the black abyss and study this book again.

Zhang Ling left and soon came out of the black abyss, where he saw the waiting old temple master and the group of Yin soldiers.

"Is there any..."

The old temple leader came up to him and was about to ask, but stopped mid-sentence because he saw a black book in Zhang Ling's hand.

"This is..." the old viewer asked in surprise.

"I suspect this is the book of life and death."

Zhang Ling raised the book in his hand, "However, this book only deals with death, not life."

(End of this chapter)