"Taiping Guangji" records that when Chang'an Wei Pei Ling returned to the Yang world after visiting the underworld, the Yin officials asked him for three thousand guan each of gold and silver.
Pei Ling was helpless: "The officials in Beijing are poor and cannot do anything."
The Yin official replied: "The money ear is the yellow paper money in the Yang world. The silver money ear is the white paper money ear in the Yang world."
Pei Ling said happily: "If you ask for paper money, you can do it. I don't know where to give it?"
Officials said: "People make money in the city, and most of their money is collected by the underworld..."
This story has been widely circulated among people, so the custom of burning paper money for the dead began in the Tang Dynasty. As time went by, it became more and more common until today.
However, the first Hungry Ghost Festival after the founding of the new dynasty was particularly deserted. From millions of households, not a single person was seen going out to burn paper money.
The sun hung sickly in the air.
At this moment, just after noon, the originally calm city suddenly started to blow with gusts of dark wind.
At the same time, a faint white mist rose slowly and quickly filled the air, as if something big was about to happen.
Directly above the Imperial City.
Lu Li stepped on an auspicious cloud and stared at the strange sight, unmoved.
"Heishan wants to attack Jinling City directly?"
"It's impossible. The king's aura here is so strong and the humanity is suppressing it. Even a ten-thousand-year-old demon can't perform 90% of its power, let alone the fierce ghosts under its command."
Everyone communicated in low voices.
"It's just making noises in the east and attacking in the west."
Next to him, Lu Li revealed the truth with one word.
For this moment, he had been waiting for half a year and kept preparing——
Nowadays, I have learned most of the earth evil technique. Although I dare not say that I am proficient in it, I have already mastered it. When competing with others, there are many methods that can be used.
In addition, Tiangang's magical power is also slightly involved.
The [Big and Small Ruyi] that I first mastered has now been practiced to the level of entering the palace. Not only can I cast the magic of heaven and earth and transform into a giant, I can also shrink my body and become smaller than an ant. After hiding my aura, even those in the same realm can No one can detect the clues.
Since the upper limit of the great magical power [Pointing the Earth into Steel] is not high, it is easier to get started. Lu Li can now prohibit the earth escape and earth movement techniques used by the thousand-year-old demon with just a few instructions, even if it is a thousand-year-old demon. , should be able to trap it for a while.
[Flower Blooms Instantly], a spell involving time and space, is actually the most difficult to learn. Even if Lu Li practices diligently, he is currently limited to making plants grow quickly or wither instantly.
As for his current method of standing on the auspicious clouds and standing in the air, it was the only great magical power that he had just realized during this period of time.
[Soaring through the clouds and driving through the fog: Traveling to the North Sea in the morning and evening in the sky is the result of flying high]
In this way, Lu Li's dream wish finally came true. He could not only use the sword-controlling skills in the Earthly Demon to achieve fast flight, but he could also step on auspicious clouds, as if he were a god and transcendent.
Of course, at this stage, the former is more practical. After all, when fighting a powerful enemy, flying with sword control will be faster.
"There is something strange happening in Beimang near Luoyang."
At this time, Gao Qian suddenly spoke.
Most of the people present were priests, and he was the City God of Luoyang.
And Mangshan...
There is a poem that proves:
On the north gate of Luoyang, on the north Mang Road, funeral carriages rumble into the autumn grass. In front of the car, people sing the song of sage dew, and in the high tomb there is a new wave of white flowers.
People attend the funeral day and night, and there are even more people in Luoyang City. A thousand pieces of gold and a monument built a hundred feet high will eventually become the pillar of someone's family.
The pines and cypresses on the mountain tops are half ownerless, and there are more bones than soil in the ground. Every family in Hanshi delivers paper money, and the black kite builds its nest and carries it up the tree.
Living in the city has not solved my worries, so please travel to Beimang for the time being!
This is the most famous burial place in the world.
In addition to the emperors of the past dynasties, Yi Yin, Boyi and Shu Qi of the Shang Dynasty, Su Qin and Zhang Yi of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, and even Du Fu, Di Renjie, and other famous figures in history are all buried here.
There are graves one on top of another.
It is roughly estimated that there are nearly a million corpses buried in Beimang, from ancient times to modern times, and most of them are princes, nobles, and literati.
"Everyone, please take a look."
Without waiting for Lu Li to control the Spirit King's dharma body and use the mysterious light mirror that could monitor the world, Gao Qian directly used his magic power to manifest the scene there.
The fog is thick.
Field of view is limited.
The unburned money and yellow paper all over the sky are floating back and forth in the air, as if invisible ghosts are chasing and robbing them.
"Since time traveling, I have seen less people than the ghosts I saw in the picture." Duke said in an exaggerated tone.
"Since the founding of the new dynasty, no ghosts have entered the underworld, and they have all been taken into custody by the city gods in various places."
Lu Li reminded: "Take care of the people nearby to avoid being harassed by them."
These wild ghosts who came out of the underworld may have bad intentions, because that is the territory of Montenegro...
Just as he was thinking about it, Duke said again:
"Something's wrong. There's a similar situation in Jinhua Mansion."
After saying that, just like Gao Qian, he used his magic power to project the scene over there.
Lanruo Temple.
The mountain gate is ajar and overgrown with weeds inside.
Statues of heavenly kings and Buddhas fell to the ground one after another, covered with dust and spider webs.
A dead and towering locust tree stood not far away.
It is Grandma Dryad.
In the past, Duke sent the City God Dharma Body to inquire and communicate with Yan Chixia.
The results were unsatisfactory.
The bearded man who cultivated Buddhism, Taoism, and martial arts only agreed to exchange the "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra" with him for other spells.
It's a pity that Duke disliked Bald Donkey's magical power and reluctantly changed it. However, he didn't practice it himself. He only regarded it as his own heritage and could pass it on to others for some benefit in the future.
The tree demon's grandma was stubborn and refused to reveal any information about Montenegro. Seeing that it was firm in attitude, Duke did not show any mercy and immediately killed it and took away the tree that the old demon had nurtured for thousands of years. Heart.
Now, an evil wind suddenly blew in the temple, and dust was flying everywhere, especially under the dead old locust tree, with dead branches and leaves surging wildly, as if summoned by some unknown existence.
"Jiejiejie~"
"Grandma, I'm finally back."
Suddenly, the withered old locust tree came to life again, its branches and leaves swaying violently, as if they were dancing or roaring to the sky.
After a moment, a figure appeared on the screen.
This man looks like a woman, with lips as bright as blood. He wears the most popular beaded bun among women in the Ming Dynasty, a dark gold straight-collared large-sleeved shirt, and a long pleated skirt underneath.
Neither male nor female, neither yin nor yang, exuding a strange and ghostly aura.
"No wonder Grandma Dryad wasn't afraid of death at that time. It turned out that she had expected that one day, the old Black Mountain demon could revive it."
Duke suddenly understood.
"Beimang and Jinhua are thousands of miles apart, and there is movement in both places. The sound of hands in Heishan is hitting the east and west, it's really..."
Zhao Feng said helplessly: "Old treacherous and cunning."
After living for tens of thousands of years and seeing big winds and waves, how could I not be cunning?
Because of this, Lu Li didn't care about these things and said in a deep voice:
"It predicts that we will notice the strange phenomena happening in the two places, and it also predicts that we will take action during the Ghost Festival. This method... is just to divide the battlefield."
"In that case." Duke instantly understood and looked at the crowd and said, "Jinhua is where the Dryad Grandma is, Beimang Mountain is a famous burial place since ancient times, and Yingtian Mansion is where Jinling is."
"Everyone, choose one of the three."
Just as Heishan expected, Lu Li and others were bound to kill it. Even if they knew that it had set a trap in advance, they still went inside without hesitation.
"I'm going to Jinhua."
"Lanruo Temple has such a great reputation. It would be a shame not to go there when entering the world of Liaozhai."
"As the parent officer of Jinhua Mansion, I naturally have to go back."
Duke's words made those in front feel at ease. After all, except for Lu Li, he was the one responsible for the combat power of everyone.
Then, he looked at Lu Li and said meaningfully: "There is a one-third chance. If we really collide, I will try my best to exchange for one. When I get back, remember to treat me to a big meal."
"Hehe, it can be considered a gift from me as an elder."
Hearing this, smiles appeared on everyone's faces.
"good.".
Lu Li nodded and said:
"There is no need for anyone to stay here in Jinling. There are Lingwang Dharmakaya, civil and military judges, bull-headed and horse-faced generals nearby, and the Dragon God of the Yangtze River far away."
"In addition, the Dragon of Luck, which symbolizes the general trend of the dynasty, and the artifact that governs the country can protect the country and are foolproof."
At this point, everyone understands that it is not a choice between three, but a choice between two.
Beimang!
Subconsciously, someone looked to the north.
"Let's go. The old demon of Black Mountain is the great demon of the underworld. He can't leave the underworld easily. Only on the Ghost Festival, the day when the gates of hell are opened, can he take action unscrupulously."
Lu Li put away the clouds, and a sword light rose behind him. This was a Longquan sword, made entirely of Taiyi fine gold. It was also engraved with the unique blessing runes of the Shushan Sword Sect, which is rare in this world. Attack the treasure.
Of course, it is far inferior to the Ziwei Emperor Sword hidden in the universe within the body.
This is Lu Li's trump card and should not be shown to others easily.
On both sides of the sword light, countless streams of light followed closely behind, cutting through the sky like meteorites.
This situation made the Taoist masters of various sects who stayed in Jinling feel quite unhappy. They were both helpless and fortunate.
If one's moral conduct is high enough, one would be qualified to follow the saint. However, when one thinks that one's opponent is a ten thousand-year-old demon who has been entrenched in the underworld, one is glad that one can live for several hundred more years without having to worry about death.
For this group of old Taoist priests, it is indeed good for the soul to be sealed by the city god after death, but it belongs to the ghost immortals, the lowest existence among the five immortals, pure ghosts, not pure Yang immortals, transcending in the Yin , although not entering reincarnation, it is difficult to return to Pengying.
Therefore, they want to take advantage of their long lifespan to try to achieve the status of earth immortal. If they are willing but not strong enough, it is not too late to become a ghost immortal.
The highest tower in the imperial city.
With the support of her sister Yuechi, Qingfeng looked at the north sky in the distance, her lips moved a few times, but in the end she didn't cry out.
She knew that Lu Li could hear her because there was a clone of the Spirit King sitting here.
However, in the current battle, it was better not to let him be distracted. Besides, Qingfeng knew in her heart that her husband had known about this for a long time, even earlier than the imperial doctor.
"Boss, why don't you wait until the next Ghost Festival before taking action?"
Zhao Feng, covered with Buddha's light, stood on the top of the seven-level pagoda, followed Lu Li closely, and said curiously:
"Even if it doesn't work, it would be better to wait a few months until the baby is born."
"After all, after killing Black Mountain and quelling the chaos in Hades, we can count the days until we can return."
What could happen if there are two heartbeats coming from a person's body?
Even Zhao Feng and others could see it, not to mention Lu Li himself. He even looked through the book of life and death specifically for this purpose. After confirming that it was correct, he was instantly enveloped in a strange emotion.
It's not that I'm afraid.
Lu Li felt that he could give his child a bright future. He felt amazing that he had traveled through the heavens and experienced great storms, and now a little life was suddenly born.
Bonds, concerns...
Many emotions intertwined together, prompting Lu Li to take action impatiently. He wanted to remove all obstacles as soon as possible and leave his children a great dynasty without any hidden dangers.
"This child won't be alive for a year and a half."
Because of their close relationship, Lu Li told Zhao Feng the truth.
"Nezha?"
Zhao Feng wanted to exclaim, but he had a sense of caution and finally restrained himself.
Lu Li was not surprised by this scene. Duke came over to him and asked him when he could become a godfather. As a result, he learned that the child needs to stay in the mother's body for three years before he can be born. He instantly blurted out:
"Nezha, the Great God of Santan Haihui?"
As for why it took so long to gestate a child, Lu Li found an uncertain answer in the book of life and death:
There is only the child's date of birth, but no date of death. It must be beyond the Five Elements.
It is worth mentioning that, perhaps because the secret cannot be leaked, or perhaps because the Book of Life and Death in the Spirit King’s hands is not of a high enough level, the name of Lu Li’s unborn son is not revealed in the book, and there is only a causal line that is closely related to his father. connected.
"It seems that we can't wait until the day when the child is born." Zhao Feng calmed down and said with a smile: "Let's prepare a gift for him in advance. When the time comes, the dharma body left here will hand it over."
As he spoke, he threw a seed casually, and the seed was guided by a divine power and flew straight into the distance.
Perhaps he knew that Lu Li did not like Buddhism, so the gift Zhao Feng gave did not have the light of Buddha and had nothing to do with Buddhism. It seemed to be a lotus seed with endless vitality inside.
Seeing this, the others who were closely following him had some thoughts and left a gift for Dharmakaya.
There is no way, no one knows whether he can survive in the hands of the old monster from Montenegro.
…
On the day of the Ghost Festival, the two realms of yin and yang overlap, and the gate of hell can be opened anywhere in the world.
The unusual movements in Jinhua and Beimang were indeed likely to be the nodes specially selected by the Black Mountain Old Demon to be reincarnated. Therefore, everyone immediately dispatched without any hesitation.
"No matter what, the troops are divided into two groups, one south and one north. Even if there is a problem in other areas, we can get there quickly."
Lu Li was wielding his sword while looking at the mountains in front of him, thinking in his mind.
Born in Suhang and buried in Beimang.
About half an hour.
Everyone came to Mang Mountain thousands of miles away one after another.
The empty mountain is lonely and there are countless graves.
And they are all shrouded in thick fog and darkness.
"Even if something goes wrong, it won't be the Black Mountain Old Demon's true form. This ten-thousand-year-old turtle is the one who cherishes his life the most."
Yellow-skinned gourds are not good at carrying people quickly, so Gao Qian arrived last, but as soon as he appeared, he looked at the gloomy fog around him and made a very low-grade sarcasm.
However, the provocation method worked.
The sound of gongs and drums suddenly sounded, and countless ghosts gradually appeared in the haze in the distance.
The leader is a group of musicians, they are dressed in mourning clothes, holding suonas made of white paper in their hands, blowing loudly, celebrating the festival of ghosts.
Later, hundreds more female ghosts appeared. They were holding silver basins for worship. From time to time, they stretched out their hands to grab a handful of ghost money, and threw it high like a goddess scattering flowers.
So back and forth.
When the road is paved with dark money, groups of ghost soldiers and ghosts will rush out from a black portal.
Evil ghosts, skeletons, yakshas and rakshasas, dressed in ghostly underworld armor, holding axes and axes, with ferocious expressions and ugly faces, ride on skeleton horses and surround a carved dragon chariot, like loyal guards.
However, Lu Li's eyes were not on them.
In the penalty area closest to the cavalry, there are four burly evil spirits, each holding a flag, like warriors carrying the flag for the coach on the battlefield.
【Montenegro】
【City of Wasted Death】
The font is dark and sinister.
Through the black gauze curtain outside the chariot, a huge figure can be vaguely seen, two feet tall.
"Who said the ancestor dared not be born?"
A hoarse and low voice came out, the tone was strange and elusive, as if there were thousands of innocent souls wailing in the ears, which made people shudder.
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