"So what should this magical power be called?"
Little Loach raised his head and thought about it for a long time. Since this magical power increases speed and allows people to move freely in space, it is similar to the [lubricant technique]. Why not just call...
[Big Oil Technique]!
The normal [Lubricating Oil Technique] reduces the friction between the body and space, but the [Big Lubricating Oil Technique] simply eliminates the space around them, allowing people to directly cross the space. The name is very appropriate.
Qiu Ping secretly praised himself for getting the name, and openly gave this magical power a title.
From now on, with the cooperation of large and small lubricating techniques, it will be invincible.
The magical powers in his ancestral orifice were replenished, and Qiu Ping's fighting spirit also improved. Although he was still exhausted every day, there was hope for everything.
This is only the fifth ancestral aperture, and the ancestor has given such good magical powers. Doesn't it become more and more unnatural as time goes by?
When the time comes when my eight great magical powers are integrated into one body and become the foundation of the holy fetus, my future will definitely be bright.
The more the little loach thought about it, the happier he became.
With his unremitting efforts, the door of hell finally opened little by little, and the day of the Ghost Festival finally arrived.
"Squeak."
As the winch walked firmly through the last frame, the door to hell was completely opened.
For the first time, Qiu Ping saw the gate of hell completely open. It was deep and dark, as if the other end was an abyss where people would sink forever.
A cold breath spread from it, and there was a faint sound of tide.
Qiu Ping was on guard. The door to hell was open. What if some ghost came out from the other side?
"Master Bingcao, there is no need to be so nervous. The ghost gate is in the [Drowning River]. If the ghosts in the netherworld want to return, they need to ride on the river lantern. If you enter the water directly as a ghost, even the ghosts will be gone."
The chief clerk of the Onmyoji Division saw Qiu Ping's nervous look and gave a reminder.
Since this ghost gate opens every year, the higher-ups of Shinto have naturally considered everything clearly. The gate of hell blocks the physical body, and the drowning river blocks the ghost.
If there is anyone in the world who can break through these two barriers at the same time, there is no need to use such a troublesome way to enter and exit the ghost gate. He can directly cross the two realms from life to death just like the original King of Mingling.
"The gate of hell opens, and the lamp of hell rises."
Not long after, a sharp and distorted voice came from one end of the ghost gate. It sounded like a man or a woman, and it sounded like weeping. The people who listened were terrified.
And in an instant, a faint light point appeared in the ghost gate.
At first there were only three or four, but in a blink of an eye, they were densely packed, like stars on a clear day, with countless orange-red lights flickering.
The originally unclear sound of the tide also became noisy.
"Wow."
A stream of black translucent water surged out from the ghost gate, turning into a long dark river in mid-air.
The long river pulls countless lotus lanterns, and the waves are surging, all the way further away.
On the lotus lantern, the lights danced, and illusory figures rested on it, probably tens of thousands in number.
"The bottom line is about the underworld, benevolent people show compassion..."
At the front end of the long river, a figure dressed in black clothes like a ghost official with a body like a skeleton held a bamboo pen and sang loudly along the way.
After a person dies, he is sent to the underworld by the underworld. Most of the time, these ghosts will not reincarnate immediately. Instead, they will live in the underworld city and gradually wash away their sins before they have a chance to be reincarnated.
Every year during the Hungry Ghost Festival, these unreincarnated ghosts will be sent to the world of the sun, where Emperor Qingxu, the Lord of Earthly Officials, will help them get rid of their sins, destroy their roots of evil, escape suffering, and become pure.
After all, Netherworld Bitter Cold, being able to enter reincarnation as soon as possible is the hope of many ghosts.
"Master Bing Cao, these are the names of all the dead souls of the twenty-three villages in Jiuxiang, Changning County." The head of the Yin and Yang Division handed a jade slip to Qiu Ping.
Qiu Ping reached out and took it, and everything went as planned.
A land of one village is guarded by thirty soldiers and generals. In one village, you only need to send ten shrimp soldiers and crab generals.
This adds up to exactly five hundred people.
Qiu Ping, on the other hand, carried the famous book and swayed into the sky.
As the chief official, he is naturally responsible for taking charge of the county seat.
Generally speaking, he doesn't need to do anything. The registration and traction tasks have already been taken care of by many ghost officials in the Yin and Yang Division. Only in case of any emergency would he need to take action.
Qiu Ping was wandering in the sky. Although it was the middle of the moon tonight, the sky was covered by dark clouds, and no moonlight or stars could be seen.
Looking down at the land, the water of the Fu River is broad and peaceful. Countless families in the county lit their folded paper boats with wicks and flowed along the river.
At this moment, there are rivers and light boats flowing in the sky and the earth, and the boundaries between heaven and earth are somewhat blurred for a while.
The two seem to be reflections of each other.
The [Drowning River] in the sky surged and divided into countless tributaries, sending those lotus lanterns into the county and villages.
Every household has prepared sacrifices to seek blessings for their ancestors and wash away their sins.
Just when the little loach was waiting boredly, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly parted, and a bright moon rose from it.
However, this moon is a bit too big, as if it is infinitely close to the world and can be touched by anyone.
It exuded a cool light. Qiu Ping was bathed in the light and felt that his soul was purified. The boredom accumulated from pushing the winch these days disappeared without a trace.
As the bright moon shines brightly, a magnificent shadow spreads outside the human city.
Tall and majestic cities, endless palaces...the Shinto world that was originally hidden appeared in the human world under the shroud of the bright moon.
Whether it is the Yamen where the City God lives or the several acres of temples in Qiuping, they are all in the gap between the Yin and Yang worlds and do not really exist in the human world.
Even if a human drilled into the ancient well, it would be impossible to find his temple.
But under the bright moon, all this appeared in the world of the sun.
It was as if the entire human world had suddenly expanded countless times, and the government offices of the county gods, prefecture gods, and capital gods were overflowing with intense light, revealing the majesty of Shinto.
Although all this cannot be perceived by mortals, people with a little bit of practice can feel the changes in the world.
Qiu Ping looked at the bright moon again, and vaguely seemed to see a huge figure floating in front of him.
The bright moon is just the round light behind the head of the being.
No, that's not the bright moon, it should be called... the dark moon!
The dark moon shines, and the divine way appears.
This Lord of Earthly Officials is the pioneer of the divine way in the human world, and even King Mingling must respect him.
With the appearance of Ming Yue, most of the gods looked shocked. The Sanguan Emperor has always kept a low profile and basically does not interfere with human affairs. In the past, blessings and forgiveness of sins were just a formality.
Why did Ming Yue even come out this time? When Ming Yue shines, ordinary ghosts can clear away no matter how many sins they have.
Emperor Qingxu is not the nanny of these mortals. He can alleviate the evil roots of all living beings at his discretion every year, but rarely directly eliminates all sins on human beings.
Otherwise, no one in this world will uphold good deeds, and no matter what bad deeds they do, they will have someone to blame.
This will only cause chaos in the world.
"The gods each capture the moonlight. This is the favor of the emperor. Don't miss it." The voice of the City God rang throughout the county, although ordinary gods like them could not understand the intention of Emperor Qingxu.
But since the dark moon appears, everyone in the world can be blessed.
Hearing this, Qiu Ping also held the authority, and his soul flew out of his body, bathing in the moonlight. These moonlights can wash away the sins of mortals and stabilize the thoughts of gods.
Especially for those Yin gods who have no body, it is of great benefit.
The moonlight shines, and in the lotus lantern in the "Drowning River", the black sins on the ghosts are washed away, and the souls are transparent, with a color like glass.
The ghosts who enter the human world this year are very lucky. Under the wash of the dark moon, their sins are washed away, their ghost blessings increase, and they will be born into wealthy families in the next life.
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"How...how could this happen? The true spirit of the Sanguan Emperor has gone to the outer world, and what is left now is nothing more than its remains. Why did the dark moon suddenly fall?" In the netherworld, three figures looked at the world in shock. Unspeakable panic and even... fear arose in my heart.
If Qiu Ping were here, he would definitely know that one of them is the Blood Hell Lord.
Why did the human Shinto split into the Mingling King line and the Fengchan Mountain line? Why did the three Yamas dare to set up their own sect and break away from the Yin Division? It was because they knew that the Sanguan Great Emperor was no longer there.
There are only three remains living in the heaven now, following the inertia since ancient times, controlling the misfortunes and blessings of heaven and earth.
There are many private factional fights that they don't care about at all.
"What should we do now?"
Emperor Qingxu lowered the moon, completely disrupting their original plan.
"Hurry up and inform Buddhism that things have changed. Don't open the [Tasheng Bridge] again!"
One of the figures looked up at the dark sky. His eyes penetrated through the layers of time and space and saw the vast moon of the Yang world.
After so many years, he once again felt powerless.
Strength, in the face of absolute strength, their plans are really not worth mentioning.
But just as they were preparing to send the message, the three Yama Juns felt something in their hearts and looked at somewhere in the Huangquan Sea at the same time.
An ancient stone bridge rises straight from the sea. Although it is only a dozen feet long, it contains a mysterious atmosphere and directly builds a bridge between the netherworld and the two realms.
"Damn it! What are they doing? Didn't you notice that the dark moon is coming!" The faces of the three Lords of Hell turned ugly. What were these monks doing?
[Treading Bridge] is the treasure of the underworld. It can build a bridge over the drowning river without being blocked by the river, allowing the creatures in the underworld to enter the underworld directly from the ghost gate.
When the three Lords of Hell rebelled against the Yin Division, they also stole this thing.
They previously cooperated with Buddhism and secretly released many evil gods who were imprisoned at that time. The plan was to send all these evil gods to the human world during the Ghost Festival, forcing King Mingling who had been in Abi Hell to go back and clean up the mess.
But now that the dark moon is coming, if we send these fierce gods into the human world, wouldn't it be like seeking death?
Who knows what the situation of Emperor Qingxu is now. If his true spirit returns from the sky, none of them can survive.
"Stop them quickly!"
These monks are not in their right mind and they don’t want to die. Until the situation becomes clear, doing nothing is the safest option.
"That's too late!"
Before the three Yama Lords had time to collect the [Tasheng Bridge], countless figures turned into black smoke, passed over the bridge, and then entered the human world through various ghost gates.
"Have they got the underworld water in their brains? The light of the dark moon will wash away all sins. As soon as those evil spirits enter the human world, they will be transformed and cultivated, and then they will be no different from ordinary ghosts!" The three of them were so angry that they wanted to curse.
When these fierce gods enter the human world, not only will they have no effect, they will also attract unnecessary attention. Isn't this seeking death?
"What's going on!"
In the ghost gate in Changning County, more than a dozen black energy flew out from it, immediately alerting the ghost officials guarding it.
Because they were separated by a layer of drowning river, they did not expect that there would be ghosts escaping from inside. Everyone was not prepared, so they watched the black energy escape.
Scenes like this have appeared in almost all counties and prefectures, and nearly 100,000 strong or weak evil spirits have entered the world.
The weakest among them is equivalent to a ninth-level god or a shrimp soldier and a general, while the most powerful even vaguely conveys an aura that is comparable to the immortal level, and is close to the Mahakala worshiped by the Hu people.
In Shinto, this is at least a third-grade existence.
As the dark moon shines, the black energy on these fierce gods is collapsing crazily.
The most powerful among them are no more than ants in front of the Three Officials Emperor. Even the brilliance of Ming Yue was enough for them to bear.
"These bald guys!"
When the three Lords of Hell in the Netherworld saw this scene, they couldn't help but cursed again angrily. Could it be that one hundred thousand evil gods were consumed inexplicably? What a waste!
Just when they were furious, suddenly, a big hand appeared in the sky.
The entire palm of the hand is golden in color, and the texture on it is clear, just like a real person.
And just such a hand, gently held up under the dark moon. The moment he grabbed Ming Yue, the palm suddenly sank down, as if it was as heavy as a real planet.
But after sinking for a moment, he was still grabbed by it and slowly lifted upwards.
Not long after, the brightness of the dark moon in the human world instantly shrank by more than ten times, and the human world became dark again. The previously revealed divine scenes also turned into nothingness as the moonlight disappeared.
"Eh? Why is there no light?" Qiu Ping looked up at the sky, only to find that the dark moon had flown far away from the human world at some point, and was even partially blocked by something, making the light very weak.
Without the light of the dark moon, he had no choice but to put his soul into his body.
When he was about to take a look around, he suddenly found a skinny, bald, pointed-eared monster rushing toward him.
Qiu Ping felt surprised, but with a sway of his body, he avoided the attack.
"No way. I heard that nothing has happened during the Ghost Festival in the past hundreds of years. How come I'm in trouble now?" The little loach was thinking about this problem while drawing out its fins like blades.
His body twisted into several weird shapes, accumulating strength and passing over the monster's body like a phantom.
The monster's body still maintained its fighting posture, but in the next second it turned into pieces.
I have to say that the [Three Loach Styles] taught to him by Judge Cui was quite sharp.
Just when Little Loach was about to go to the City God to ask about the situation, a spiritual light flew to his head, and then transformed into a rune with the word "一" inside.
Little Loach didn't understand the situation to begin with, but at this moment, his head was even more confused.
Eh? Do you have experience in fighting monsters in real life?
You can take a guess, why did the little loach gain experience from defeating monsters?
