The deep self-talk echoed faintly in the night, seeming to reach everything, but the black and white two people who were close at hand had a blank look on their faces.
He clearly heard the sound, but could not capture the information contained in the sound.
Can't understand......
The two of them were feeling trembling, mixed with disbelief.
The Order of Impermanence is the secret treasure of the Palace of Impermanence. With this token, one can contact the gate even if they are nine days apart. In the past, this Order of Impermanence was used to connect to the current impermanence.
But the existence in nothingness at this time does not seem to be the impermanence of contemporary times.
However, the Queen of the Impermanence Order must be a divine king...
The man in white's eyes flickered for a moment, and he spoke respectfully: "Sovereign Lord, just as the emperor expected, we met an unusual person in front of the Two Worlds Mountain..."
The man in white did not dare to neglect, and told what happened one by one, without any concealment, and also told his many guesses one by one.
The man in black robe raised his head slightly, and with his peripheral vision swept across the deep divine light, he could vaguely see an indescribable huge divine man sitting cross-legged in the depths of the void.
The god-man is colorless and formless, seeming to exist and yet not exist. There are dense black chains crisscrossing the place where he is sitting cross-legged, and only his eyes can penetrate the void.
'Is that the former God of Impermanence? '
The man in black robe complained and lowered his head, feeling horrified in his heart.
The inheritance of the Impermanence Palace is still in the Great Zhou Dynasty, but the Impermanence Lord has been passed down from generation to generation. Now the person in charge of the Impermanence Palace is the seventh Divine Lord of Impermanence.
In the past, there were speculations that the change of the Impermanent God must be the result of the death of the master and the successor of the disciple. Now it seems that this is not the case?
"The root of the earth... If He wants it, then..."
When the thoughts in the minds of Black and White changed, a deep and desolate voice slowly overflowed out, with a complex saying that Black and White could not understand:
"Give it all back to Him!"
...
Huhu~
This is a dark and chaotic space, where there are hidden resentments and evil spirits intertwined and gathered together. All kinds of miscellaneous spiritual ideas are constantly accumulating here, giving rise to endless weird things.
In the meantime, there seemed to be ghosts and gods crying, evil beasts roaring, whispering, and wailing.
There are only a few sightings and traces of people.
"Give it all back to Him..."
The sound of faint sighs echoed in this strange space, and as it reverberated, ghosts and gods seemed to be born from the sound as the evil spirits rolled around.
"The judge demands his life, and the impermanence seduces his soul! Who would have thought that a generation of great ghosts and gods would end up like this..."
At a certain moment, a voice that sounded like emotion or sarcasm flowed out of nothingness as a ray of light emerged.
In the dim light, a pair of deep eyes stared at the huge ghost and god sealed by various chains.
Wow~
The black chain trembled and vibrated, and a deep voice came out: "I never thought that the ants back then would dare to mock me in person..."
Amid the intertwining chains, his eyes were cold, as if he could freeze everything.
"Ant? Hahaha... All saints are ants. I am one. Are you not?"
A faint laughter came from the dim light, the laughter was cold, and it contained undisguised sarcasm:
"How about the one with the five-colored divine light who dominates the world? How about the one who wants to bring peace to all generations? How about the one who calculates all the secrets of heaven in the Tianshi Mansion? How about the seven great sages who are proud of the world? Inherit the ancient and modern luck of the human race, open up How about the one who unified the imperial dynasty?
What about the Earth Immortal Ancestor who is in charge of the Tree of Humanity? "
At this point, the voice in the dim light became indifferent, but also inexplicably desolate:
"Only by following the destiny can it last forever!"
Wow~
The ink-colored chain shook violently, and the eyes of the colorless ghost and god within it flashed with earth-shattering flames: "Blessed by heaven? It's just a dog that is allowed to be slaughtered!"
"Hahaha!"
In the dim light, laughter started again: "Ba Ye, you are more like a dog than me with the chains on you! A lost wild dog, now you are just a lost dog!"
Phew~
The chain suddenly returned to silence, and the eyes filled with flames slowly closed, as if all the emotions were suppressed into the bottom of the heart: "Ying Tiandao, on the day this prohibition is broken, I will kill you ten thousand times!"
An invisible and chilling aura filled the void. All the ghosts and ghosts in this void space were silent, and the laughter in the dim light gradually disappeared:
"For the sixty thousand years of the Immortal God's lifetime, even if Dayu banned the Hungry Ghost Path and cut off the connection between the two realms, he could not cut off the immortal spiritual roots of the Immortal God. Those who should return will still return! Perhaps at this moment, your great enemy back then It’s time to return from reincarnation!”
The dim light flickered, and then turned into a young man with white clothes, white hair and white eyes. He stared at the Taoist chain that was intertwined like a ball, his eyes full of indifference:
"What do you mean by the five colors collapsing the sky? Back then, you couldn't achieve the right time, the right place, and the right people. How can you do it now? You want to kill me, Master Eight, you have no chance..."
No response.
Amidst the intertwining chains of Taoism, the colorless ghosts and spirits seem to have fallen into deep trance.
"That's all, I shouldn't waste my words. Let's see if you can still be so stubborn after offering sacrifices to heaven!"
After saying this, Baiyi Yingtiandao waved his sleeves and left, and in an instant he was out of the forbidden time and space here.
In the void, calm was restored again.
It wasn't until a long, long time later that a voice murmured to itself that suddenly disappeared: "It's almost, it's almost..."
.......
The sky is high and the clouds are clear, the wind is clear for thousands of miles, and the six-round sun hangs high in the sky, spreading thousands of rays of light, illuminating the earth and bringing endless vitality.
One day, the cool breeze arrives, and the whole world returns to spring.
The middle of winter has passed, and the heavy snow has melted. Although the coldness between heaven and earth has not gone away, there is still a touch of green emerging from the surface, dotting the gray-white sky and earth.
On the broad official road made of green hills and stones, there is an endless stream of pedestrians and merchants, which stretches for hundreds of thousands of miles.
Unlike the bitter cold places like the Northwest Road, although there are ghosts and ghosts under the night in Zhongzhou, it has been cleaned by Jingyesi for many years, so it is much safer than other states in the world.
There are many merchants in Zhongzhou who are rare in other Daozhou. However, when walking, most of them walk in groups, and few of them walk alone.
It's just that such a large merchant team stretching for thousands of miles or even thousands of miles is rare, and such a spectacular merchant team can only be seen every spring.
It was for nothing else, but the Zhongzhou Lingquan Road and the 800 million miles of Lingtian in Panlong Mansion.
In a luxuriously decorated chariot, Lin Bai marveled: "Such a spectacular scene can only be seen in Zhongzhou... It is indeed the center of the Great Zhou Dynasty."
Don't go out after dark.
This is something that most people in this world have been warned many times for as long as they can remember, but this does not seem to exist in Zhongzhou.
From Lin Baimei's perspective, seeing this seemingly endless line of merchants was also touching.
I also somewhat understand why many sects yearn for Zhongzhou.
"Woo~"
The palm-sized Yuan Xiang squatted on his shoulder, snorted for a long time, and said with contempt on his face: "It's rare to see it, but it's weird!"
However, it looked a little suspicious:
"Having not seen each other for hundreds of years, has there been any big changes in Jingyesi? This place is still several states away from Panlong Mansion. Where did these ordinary people get such courage?"
Jingyesi has the responsibility to clean up ghosts, but there are almost endless ghosts in the world. Even the Great Zhou Center where Jingyesi is located can never wipe out all ghosts.
The only places where you can really avoid seeing ghosts at night are Panlong Mansion and dozens of other state capitals, but this place is not within that range.
With doubts in its heart, it looked at the old Confucian who was in the middle of the chariot with his eyes closed and concentrating: "Master, something is wrong..."
"Why make random guesses? It won't cost much to find someone and ask a few questions."
Zeng San slowly opened his eyes and glanced at the crowd outside the window. There was a solemn look in his eyes: "Changes never happen without a reason..."
"Yes, Master."
Seeing Zeng San open his eyes, Lin Baimei bowed respectfully, then opened the curtain and jumped out of the carriage, walked a few steps quickly, stretched out his hand, and grabbed a tall guard with a knife:
"Brother, I have something I would like to ask."
"You... uncle, if you have anything to do, just tell me..."
The guard was a little impatient when he heard Lin Baimei's foreign accent, but it wasn't until he was mentioned that his expression changed and he smiled.
"There are many ghosts and ghosts at night, but you are quite brave. Do you dare to imitate others and act like escorts?"
Lin Baimei glanced at the guard and asked lightly.
"No, it's not..."
The guard couldn't withstand Lin Baimei's gaze. His bones softened half as he glanced at him, and he replied in a tongue-tied manner: "Uncle, uncle, don't you know? I, before we go out, we worship the 'Road God'..." ..”
"Lu Shen?"
Lin Baimei was stunned, let go of her hand, looked back at the carriage, and saw Zeng San's thoughtful eyes.
"Lu Shen...what kind of god is this?"
In the carriage, Yuan Xiang couldn't help but wagging his nose, with a rather frightening tone: "I've never heard of a road god in the world? Where did he come from?"
The word "god" is considered taboo among practitioners.
Because according to ancient legends, before ancient times, the real ruler of heaven and earth was God.
Zeng San frowned and said nothing.
"Master."
Lin Baimei returned to the carriage and was also a little curious: "I have seen similar records in ancient books. It is said that before the Great Zhou Dynasty, there were gods stationed in all places in the world to protect the land and the people. Could these gods be... ..."
"You are talking about the god who is on duty in Daxia, but there is no such god in this dynasty. This god of the road..."
Zeng San slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, a bright light appeared in the depths of his eyes, and he looked into the void, but he had already used the 'Heaven and Human Qi Technique'.
Buzz~
In the next moment, Zeng San's divine will had already risen to the sky. Suddenly he looked down and saw that in the land of Zhongzhou, luck was at its peak, and luck from all the states in the world was rolling in like dragons.
"Goddess of the Road, please bless my husband for a safe trip and a safe return..."
"Old Zaoye, your surname is Zhang. You will go to heaven on the 23rd and return to the kitchen on the first and fifth day of the lunar month to bring good luck and good luck..."
"If you attract the well god, your family will be prosperous..."
"Bow down to the land, may you have good health in the coming year..."
"Mountain God, please bless me for a safe return from this trip to the mountain and a lot of harvest..."
"The giant spirit god is above, protect me when I return victorious..."
...
Countless devout prayers followed.
"So many?!"
Zeng San's heart skipped a beat. Even though he was usually calm, he was startled by the endless prayers.
Among the gods worshiped by the Great Zhou Dynasty, there are many Buddhas, but he has never heard of these gods. More importantly, these gods seem to have real supernatural powers and perform miracles!
But he knew that after a celestial change in ancient times, no more miracles appeared in the world among the gods and Buddhas.
Behind this...
Zeng San's mind was concentrated, and with a sudden movement, the soul that had not yet recovered in the body also opened its eyes, and used the art of looking at the heavens and humans to the extreme to peek behind the various gods.
Buzz!
The next moment, there was a huge roar in the carriage.
Caught off guard, Yuan Xiang and Lin Baimei were all startled and looked at Zeng San in shock.
I saw this old master Zeng San's long hair flying up, his orifices stained with blood, and his eyes were filled with purple.
It seemed that he had seen something extremely incredible.
