Because of the battle between the White Bone God and Zhuang Ting, the entire Maple Grove City fell into the gap between the underworld and the real world.
It has become an ugly scar that cannot be erased on the village, lying between Wangjiang City and Sanshan City.
There is a living monument outside the city. The stone is precious and has formation patterns inscribed on it. It has become a magic weapon in itself.
The inscription on the inscription is said to have been drawn up by Emperor Zhuang himself, and he wrote an edict to sin against himself and to accuse the White Bone Road as the enemy of the country. This monument was erected to save the souls of the dead and comfort the living.
However, only those who can truly see the underworld understand that this living monument has no meaning other than fooling the people.
Because it is nowhere near Maplewoods City and cannot save anyone.
The current Maple Grove City does not belong to the Netherworld, nor does it exist in this world.
This also means that the souls wandering here can never transcend and never be reincarnated.
Eternal life and suffering.
Unless Zhuang Gaoxian personally enters the gap between the two worlds, his poor citizens will have the slightest chance of being saved. However, Maple Forest City, which has been eroded by the spirit of the netherworld, is almost half of the home of the White Bone God. How could the king of a country take such a risk?
In the Maple Forest City, the silence was so quiet that it almost drove people crazy.
Ling He remembered that there was sound here at first.
Cries, shouts, howls, cries of pain, curses, weeping...
The voices were sad and painful to listen to, but there were voices after all.
Later, as the ghostly energy gradually spread, those voices disappeared little by little.
Has disappeared for a long time.
He watched the little girl with braids die in his arms.
The breath and warmth left her little body little by little.
No matter how hard he tried and rummaged through the ruins for food and tonics, he couldn't stop her from leaving.
At that time Ling He suddenly realized. He rescued her from under the rafters, or maybe he just made her suffer more.
"Big brother, big brother! Why didn't you save me?"
"We work hard, pay taxes to the country, and support your practice. You are an extraordinary monk! Why didn't you protect us?"
"I'm in so much pain, I'm in so much pain..."
Ling He shook his head, trying to get these images and sounds out of his mind.
They were just painful visual and auditory hallucinations.
But it was these painful visual and auditory hallucinations that reminded him that he was still alive.
More and more trance-like moments made Ling He understand that he didn't have much time to wake up. In such a place, no one can avoid the erosion of the ghostly atmosphere.
But every time he wakes up, he does his own thing.
He was doing a very simple thing - burying all the corpses he could see, digging and filling the graves for each of them, and reciting sutras for salvation.
People believe. Only when you are buried can you find peace. The earth is a compassionate mother, embracing all her lost children.
The first person he buried was the little girl with braids.
He didn't even get her name.
A small grave outside Mingde Hall is her new home.
Linghe recited "The Sutra of the Supreme Being to Save the Suffering" for her and saved her.
"The Sutra of Savior from the Suffering" itself does not have any specific magical powers, but it is indeed a salvation classic that all Taoist priests will recite.
There is an origin of this sutra:
According to legend, in ancient times, there was a hunter who went deep into the mountains to shoot tigers and met a Taoist priest under a pine tree.
The Taoist priest said that he was riddled with sins and his life was approaching, and asked him what his plans were.
Orion begged for a longer life, and the Taoist priest made him swear to throw away his bow and arrows and never kill again. In this way, after his death, the Taoist priests will free him.
Orion agreed and left.
In the winter of this year, Orion suddenly fell ill and died, but there was still one finger on his left hand that was still warm.
Therefore, the family did not bury him immediately.
Three days later Orion was resurrected.
According to him, when he died, two envoys in yellow led him to the underworld with official documents in their hands.
An official held a black book and said to him: "You have sinned so much that you deserve to go to hell!"
He was very frightened, and suddenly thought of the Taoist priest, and prayed in his heart.
At this time, auspicious clouds surged from the northwest sky, and the Taoist priest sat in a cloud cart, descended from the sky, and hung in front of the temple.
The officials in the underworld saluted him. The Taoist priest said, "I have a disciple here, and I'm here to save him." After that, he took a scroll of sutra and gave it to the hunter and ordered him to recite it.
After Orion finished reciting the sutra, the Taoist priest disappeared.
At this time, a messenger in yellow led Orion to the door of his house. When he heard crying in the house, Orion came to life.
It's all like a dream.
But Orion sat there recalling the scriptures and wrote them down word for word.
From then on, he fasted and recited sutras every day, and a few years later he left home to practice Buddhism and has been missing since then.
However, this volume of scriptures was also copied and circulated, becoming a Taoist classic.
Its name is "The Supreme Sutra of Rescue from Suffering".
Today, there are many schools of thought. When practitioners choose a school, most of them consider the power of the technique, the depth of the foundation, and the size of the school.
But many people have forgotten the original spirit and ideals of these sects.
For example, Confucianism teaches people without distinction and enlightens people's wisdom.
For example, the Legalists established rules to regulate heaven and earth.
For example, Taoist priests, Taoist sects are not just the oldest practicing sects. Its earliest birth was the beginning of countless human races fighting bravely and summarizing the path of spiritual practice.
Things such as praying for blessings, eliminating disasters, and saving the dead are one of the responsibilities of Taoist priests.
However, in this world, how many monks are aloof and look down on all living beings?
In a world where great power belongs to oneself, the strong are always strong and the weak are always miserable.
The ground cracks destroyed the entire Maplewoods City, but after everything calmed down, the land seemed to silently accept the ruins.
Linghe found people's corpses from the ruins one by one and buried them one by one.
First, all the children in Mingde Hall and their husbands.
Then there are Xuanwu Street, Qingmu Avenue, Pegasus Lane...
Moving forward bit by bit, leaving behind one grave after another.
No one pities this land, no one saves the people here, no one saves them.
Then Linghe will do this.
This is a huge project that may not be completed in a lifetime.
Not to mention that his "life" is already destined to be short.
Maybe tomorrow, maybe in the next moment, he will be completely eroded by the air of the netherworld. Like everyone else in this city, he died in obscurity.
But he still had to do it before he died.
…
Jiang Wang, who was far away in Qi State, didn't know that there was still a person struggling to move forward in Maplewood City, which had become a dead zone.
Just like Du Yehu, who is becoming more and more silent and murderous in Jiujiang County, he doesn't know what kind of efforts Xiao Wu, who has always been disliked by him for being lazy, is working hard now.
At least at this moment, everyone is moving forward alone.
They all can't see the way forward or hope.
They are all the same, never stopping.
They didn't know that someone was echoing in a distant place.
They all thought that the response was only in their hearts.
This is an extremely difficult road.
This is true for everyone.
…
Jiang Wang never relaxed for a moment. The magical power inner palace has very considerable potential, but until the potential is realized, it is just potential.
At this time, he had already boarded a carriage and was heading to Chiyang County.
In the carriage, disillusionment fades, a crown of thorns forms and disperses.
He was seizing the time to repeatedly practice the three newly acquired Taoist techniques.
The benefits of laying the foundation for the Zhou Tianxing Formation Diagram are now fully realized, and he hardly has to worry about the consumption of Dao Yuan.
Of course, the reason for going to Chiyang County is to improve his strength.
For him, as long as it is a Taoist technique that is spread throughout the world, no matter how strong it is, there is a way to deal with it.
At least so far, the three sword styles that sum up experience and integrate swordsmanship are his strongest means today.
But before that, he needs a really good sword.
