The so-called words spoken by humans and ghosts are actually the difference between humans and ghosts.
Humans cannot perceive ghosts. If ghosts want to be perceived, they often have to pay a huge price. Or clinging to insects, or blowing in the dark wind, these are all small movements.
There is a difference between yin and yang, making communication extremely difficult. If you are able to communicate through dreams, you either have deep merit and have the help of ghosts and gods, or you have practiced cultivation yourself. Not to mention being seen and heard.
The Dachenghuang of Gusu is a third-grade god, the great god in charge of Jiangnan Road. He is as high as the princes and officials who split the earth and sealed the territory.
But after the body was trapped in the divine domain of the City God, the capital of the world, the ray of divine thoughts that escaped attached to the spirituality of the statue, and now it is rapidly declining.
At first, he was still conscious and knew that he had to come to the palace to ask for help. But now, he can no longer even speak.
He only muttered in ghost language in a confused manner: "Your Majesty, help me, Your Majesty, help me."
Master Jishan kept his eyes and ears closed. Young monk Yujin was a little disturbed at first, but then he calmed down amidst the chanting of sutras.
The energetic cry, like an insect waking up after a hibernation, soon became the remnants of winter. After the spiritual light was exhausted, the incarnation of the Great City God quickly dried up like sourceless water, and in an instant he was nothing but What remained was an afterimage that was swept away by the chanting Sanskrit sounds and turned into smoke and disappeared.
The elder monk and the younger monk focused on chanting sutras and stopped caring about other things. The entire Prince Wu's palace fell into tranquility.
The bright moon shines on the universe, and the three kings who traveled thousands of miles to Zhenshan finally landed.
King Tongze's face couldn't be more ugly. This was the place where he drank in hatred, and he suffered death because of it.
Although he has been resurrected from the dead, there is no doubt that he has become the weakest among the five brothers.
King Tongze said: "It's Zhenshan again. Is it still the descendant of King Yu who suppressed dragons and guarded ghosts?"
King Tongkuang felt a little suffocated in his heart, but King Tonghui beside him reacted even more strongly than him.
When he set foot on Zhenshan, King Tonghui was stunned.
Because the indelible warning sign of that moment was finally captured by his magical power, his eyes glowed, and the water around him rippled, reflecting the universe.
Originally, under his magical observation, all the fates of the past and future had been settled without regrets, and they were all finalized, just like a rushing river, always relying on the river course. Even if there are tributaries, it cannot shake the overall situation.
But at this moment, sudden bad omens flooded into the horoscope, like the sky collapsing and the earth collapsing, and the surging river being washed directionless by the influx of sky-breaking floods, and then completely changing its course as the earth shook and the mountains shook.
Originally, destiny was like a bowl of water. Under the observation of King Tonghui, the waves were as flat as a mirror. But the sudden influx of crisis revealed a broader destiny. Now that this bowl of water is placed in a pond, or even in a river or lake, it will never be the same again.
The other party only deceived King Tonghui for a few days and completely led him into a scam.
The sudden change of destiny, the crisis like a heavenly decision under the dark clouds, plunged King Tonghui's destiny into endless chaos, tearing his spirit into an endless whirlpool, and he was severely injured on the spot.
King Tong Hui's blood gushed out, but he had no time to take care of it. He only shouted a warning at the top of his lungs: "Danger! Retreat quickly!"
King Tongze was the first to notice King Tonghui's thoughts, and King Tonghui's changing moods like hurricanes and tsunamis were captured by his mind.
Before King Tonghui spoke, King Tongze had already reached out and grabbed Tongkuang and King Tonghui's clothes, turned into the wind, and soared into the sky.
Flying into the air, King Tonghui's warning was spoken - but it was still too late.
There was a sudden thunder, and the brilliant thunder light was like a dragon seal and a phoenix seal, spreading wantonly in the void and hitting the three kings hard.
King Tongze groaned, unable to control the wind, and fell towards Zhenshan.
King Tongkuang suddenly took action, and the heavenly wheel turned, scattering the thunder in the sky.
King Tongze stabilized his body, while King Tonghui was in a state of confusion and could only suppress his injuries. The three of them stood back to back in the void and looked warily at the place where the thunder started.
It was an old pine. Sitting on the old pine was a dry and thin old man, wearing a bamboo hat and holding an iron bamboo pole. On top of it was a five-thunder weapon that could not help but tremble.
King Tongkuan raised his eyebrows and called out his name: "Master Shi!"
The dry and thin old man, Tie Zhu Taoist and Master Shi, stood up from the old pine tree and bowed: "Three great kings, I didn't expect that we haven't seen each other for many years. Now that we meet again, I will send you on your way."
King Tongkuan said sternly: "Just you?"
Taoist Tie Zhu laughed and said: "Of course it's not enough for me. When I saw you, I knew you would be a disaster. It's a pity that I practiced in seclusion and meditated hard. I scratched my head and couldn't find a way to solve it. .”
"I thought I would have to wait until my life was over before I could make up my mind to go down the mountain and give it a try, but I didn't expect the opportunity would come now."
King Tongkuan laughed loudly and said: "Great Master, if you know our abilities, you should understand that it is the human heart that gave birth to us, not magical powers. You can't kill us, let alone get rid of the human heart."
Taoist Tiezhu laughed and said: "Kill first and see if it doesn't work."
His tone didn't sound like he was facing a strong enemy, but more like he was talking about casually slapping an ant to death.
But the ant himself did not think that he was an ant, but was watching with his heavenly eyes. He had psychic powers, searched the void, and shouted: "What helper do you have, and you haven't shown up yet?"
Sure enough, this loud shout swept two figures out of the void. With just one glance, he saw two round, blue heads, wearing simple monk robes, meditating in the void.
The two people who were caught in the act had no expressions. They were not as polite as Taoist Tie Zhu, and they would also greet the Wutong God. One is the older one, and the expression on his face changes from quiet to violent, and the other is younger, and the expression on his face changes from kind to cold.
"Wutong thief, today is the day of your ordination!" The old but hot-tempered monk didn't say any gossip. He had already used his killing move first, and a huge Skanda protector stepped out from behind, holding a diamond in his hand. Pestle, rushing through the void, a thunderous strike.
"Old thief Zhanmin!" King Tongze gritted his teeth and stepped forward to meet him. With a push of his hands, he released the hunting wind from his sleeves and transformed into two wind dragons. One resisted the Vajra, and the other directly attacked the Vajra.
Immediately following the old monk Zhan Min, the cold-faced middle-aged monk took action. However, he did not use the Dharma to attack. Instead, he stepped on the void, crossing the river like a reed, put his fists together, subdued the tiger and subdued the dragon, and went straight to Tongze. The king is coming to kill.
Even though King Tongze is extremely capable, he can't beat four hands with just one fist.
"Monk Broken Wall, your opponent is me!" King Tonghui did not hesitate to manifest a water wheel. The gurgling water spanned the void. The water wheel was like a waterwheel, flowing around endlessly. While protecting him in it, he also protected the broken wall monk. The Zen master was involved and he was not allowed to get close.
Only King Tongkuang and Taoist Tiezhu were left confronting each other, their qi machines colliding, gods clashing, the void generating electricity, causing endless turbulence.
(End of chapter)
