The most tragic part of that war was actually the underworld.
At least the heaven and the spiritual mountain are still intact, while the underworld... is full of dust.
I don’t know how long it will take to fully recover.
"Invite the soul!"
Du Ziren was still floating in the air at this time, his face was a little pale, but he gritted his teeth tightly, holding the ghost seal in his hand, and said violently.
The reincarnation circuit suddenly erupted with a strong suction force, and the whole world seemed to be shaking silently at this moment.
It was as if the rules of heaven and earth had changed at this moment.
Obviously nothing has changed, but I always feel that... the air between heaven and earth has become a little fresher.
After doing all this, Du Ziren spit out a mouthful of blood and fell from the sky. There was no longer any energy fluctuation in his body.
Lu Qing took it expressionlessly, felt the breath in his body, and frowned slightly: "You are too reckless, you have overdrawn your potential, and you may even fall into the realm."
Du Ziren looked indifferent, casually wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up: "Oh, Ksitigarbha has transformed into reincarnation, and I still care about this mere realm?"
But Lu Qing shook his head: "Nonsense!"
"Your strength is currently the biggest influence on the underworld!"
“It’s okay to open Samsara Road two days later!”
Du Ziren was silent for a moment, soothing the injuries in his body. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Lu Qing and said calmly: "I admit, you are very smart."
"I also admit that everything you said is right."
"But you are so calm, so calm that it's scary."
"As a result, we old guys sometimes don't know what you are thinking."
"Yes, the Samsara Road has been built anyway, so it can be opened a little later."
"But there are a lot of ghosts being born every day."
"These must be filled in with people's names."
"Ksitigarbha's life has been entrusted to us, and I still go into hibernation with the overall situation in mind. He may be right in your eyes, but to me... this is wrong!"
"If the only passion and impulse in a person's heart were wiped out, wouldn't it be a boring life?"
"That's why we distance ourselves from you."
With that said, Du Ziren recovered a little from his injuries and rushed into the crowd to help them restore the buildings in the underworld, or...homes.
Lu Qing stood there, a little sluggish.
"Did I...do something wrong?"
Lu Qing murmured: "Perhaps, it is indeed the case."
"Without some human warmth, the underworld is already depressing enough. If you don't give them a channel to vent, they will collapse."
"The human touch..."
At this moment, Lu Qing seemed to have some understanding, but he quickly shook his head: "Maybe, but... there always needs to be such an inhumane guy to wake you up at the critical moment."
"Who doesn't want to be passionate?"
"But... blood comes at a price."
In the end, Lu Qing still had that cold face and joined the crowd.
Although the underworld still looks dilapidated, it has regained a trace of vitality in this dead atmosphere.
…
Wang Ye, who was running wildly in the wasteland, suddenly stopped. His heart was in severe pain. He covered his heart, turned pale, took a deep breath, and looked into the distance, feeling a little lost.
finally...
Wang Ye smiled bitterly: "Is Xiaowu leaving too?"
"I don't know where Xiaosi has gone."
“I ended up alone.”
Taking a deep breath, Wang Ye's eyes became firm again: "I don't believe that this world can stay dark forever!"
"You still have me."
Suddenly, a relic in Wang Ye's bracelet emitted a faint light, and a long-eared shadow appeared, making an inappropriate sound.
During the three eternal nights, he really didn't do much to help Wang Ye.
And Wang Ye obviously didn't trust him, and he didn't take him with him when he was desperate.
This caused him to become a little impatient for a time.
It would be okay if there was a chance to kill Wang Ye in a sneak attack, but as long as Wang Ye was still breathing, he could be killed instantly.
He has to make a difference.
Until now, he felt...it was time to show off his merits.
pity...
Wang Ye just stared at him coldly.
The air became solemn at this moment. When he saw Wang Ye's red eyes, his ears and heart twitched. He felt as if he was in trouble, so he burrowed back into the relic to block out his breath.
The girl looked at Wang Ye's relic with some curiosity, and was particularly curious about the long ears that suddenly appeared and disappeared.
As for the stinky stinky egg in my body.
Three hours have passed. In Wang Ye's words, the attack will occur in two days. She is already waiting for death.
…
Qin Mansion.
Xiaosi's somewhat stiff body appeared at the door of Qin Mansion again, but this time he did not go in, but turned his back to the door, as if waiting for something.
After a long time.
An old man carrying a candle lantern slowly appeared at the door of Qin Mansion.
Gravekeeper.
He was a little surprised, as if he didn't expect anyone to be there. The old arm slowly lifted up, and finally put it down again.
There was a sigh of vicissitudes of life in the air.
The two of them just looked at each other from a distance, extremely silent.
After a long time, the old man turned around and left without saying a word.
It wasn't until the tomb guard walked away that Xiaosi took action again, turned around and glanced at the gate of Qin Mansion, then disappeared into the wasteland.
And her hands were still stained with blood.
The blood kept dripping.
…
There was a hideous wound on Maitreya's chest. He was half lying on the ground, panting heavily. His face was pale. It was obvious that he had just experienced a big battle.
At this time, the old monk was lying on the ground greedily, staring at the corpse in front of him.
His injuries were more severe.
But...it doesn't matter anymore.
Without the old monk's outburst, it was too difficult for Maitreya to kill a Buddha. He almost escaped several times, but he made a sneak attack first.
Otherwise, it's even harder.
"Can we start?"
Maitreya looked at the old monk and said, this is related to his biggest plan during the three eternal nights. If it fails, then Maitreya... will never have a chance to take action again.
The old monk obviously knew the importance of the matter. He nodded solemnly, placed the palm of his hand lightly on the top of the corpse like a dead tree, and closed his eyes.
Soon, his body decomposed rapidly, and eventually only a skeleton remained.
But the corpse opened its eyes.
Done?
Maitreya frowned. Even he was surprised by the old monk's method. It was too terrifying.
if...
Will I be like that corpse one day?
Unconsciously, he became a little more afraid of the old monk.
