There are immortals and gods in the realm of six heavens, and demons in the realm of nine realms. After a person dies, there is also a netherworld where ghosts go to rebirth, where they are judged for their sins and deeds during their lifetime and control the six paths of reincarnation, as follows:
hell.
Hell, hell, whoever takes one step forward from the human world to hell has been resting for a long time.
Upon entering, all you can see is: dull darkness and turbid gloom, weaving a scene of gloomy tones.
There is no light in the sky and no life on the earth. This is the place where all things end.
At the moment of entering hell, the appearance of the Swordsman suddenly changed, he shed the disguise of the three religions, returned to his original form, and transformed into the original appearance of Tianshan Mountain.
Exactly:
If you don't recite the Buddha's name, you won't see the monks. If you don't understand the mysteries, you won't understand the Taoist body.
Looking back, I did not follow the Confucian’s wishes, but now I have passed the mountain in the first month.
Seeing Xiuxiu Lao again, he flicked the remaining Lianxinzhu, and the seven mouths merged into one, turning into the Shenqin Tianjue, flying into the sky and disappearing without a trace.
Immediately, seeing that the ghost and god Shang Qiyin had not yet entered, Xiuxiu Lao knew what he meant, nodded in relief, and with a wave of his hand, the hell passage was closed.
At this moment, I suddenly saw a faint light descending from the distant sky, covering Xiuxulao and Yueguan Mountain, and led the two of them to leave.
But in a moment, he was already in a large hall.
Looking around, the hall is vast and vast, filled with dense air, exuding simplicity, heaviness, and majesty.
A waiter was waiting, and he stepped forward to guide us: "In accordance with the will of Lord Yama, I have been waiting for you two distinguished guests for a long time. Please take your seats."
The two of them sat down, and the waiter poured a cup and said: "Hell lacks resources and cannot entertain guests. Only the water from Yin Mountain has the effect of stabilizing the soul. It can be aged into wine to comfort the mouth."
Yue Guan Shan paid his respects, "Thank you very much."
He raised his glass and drank carefully. The wine had a mellow aroma and endless aftertaste. Its yin energy penetrated the soul, making it fresh and cool, strengthening the soul. The fruit had miraculous effects.
At this time, a sudden ray of light swept across the area, shaking the soul of Yueguan Mountain. He looked over and saw thousands of rays of light gathering above, forming a huge body of more than ten meters, sitting majestically.
I can't see the appearance clearly, I can't see the shape clearly, everything is unknown.
Exactly: Yan Jun.
Yan Jun made a move with his hand, and the book of death appeared in the air. It opened with a bang, and on the middle page, there were words: Yueguan Mountain, lived fifteen years, died in Tianshan Mountain.
Immediately, another picture emerged: a thin figure climbing Tianshan Mountain, unfortunately missed, fell to the snow, and died with his eyes open.
The picture stops here and freezes.
Yan Jun said: "Yueguan Mountain, what do you think?"
Shocked to hear the news of his death, Yue Guanshan looked at the death book and the frozen scene of death. His heart was in a state of confusion. There was cold sweat on his forehead, and he kept mumbling to himself: I am dead, I am dead, I am dead... …
Unexpectedly, he was harassed by inner demons and lost his mind.
Just when he was denying himself and was about to die, he suddenly heard a crisp sound, breaking away the demons in his heart and returning his soul to its proper place.
But it was Xiu Xiulao who came to the rescue. He said: "God has given you a destiny. You should accept your destiny and shoulder your responsibilities, so that your life will not be in vain."
"God-given destiny, God-given destiny..."
Yueguan Mountain suddenly wakes up, and looks at the book of death again. The frozen picture flows again: the strong wind roars, and the snow lotus from Tianshan Mountain is rolled down. When the snow lotus is taken, life suddenly appears...
He wanted to look again, but the picture slowly faded until it became empty.
Suddenly, a will-o'-the-wisp descended from the sky and burned the page of the dead book until it was completely destroyed.
Yan Jun said: "On Yueguan Mountain, you will not leave your name on the death register. Since the beginning of chaos and the creation of hell, you are the only one. You are an exception."
Xiu Xiu said: "The movement of heaven and earth has its own laws, so why should the Lord of Hell study it deeply? Moreover, since the founding of China, China has gone through many calamities and suffered many misfortunes. In the future, the calamity will also be severe, and all living beings will be devastated. With this exception, is it not the case? Heaven and earth save themselves, and everyone is lucky.”
Yan Jun was silent for a long time, and then said: "The affairs of the human world belong to the human world, and I don't care about it. On Yueguan Mountain, I first heard your name, and it was in Wujian."
Yan Jun waved his hand in the air, and a scene floated above the hall.
Gloomy, silent and traceless. The sky is low and the earth is unpredictable, full of oppressive boredom.
Blood red is the only color.
Exactly: the eighteen hells are the most evil and endless.
who is it? My feet are heavy and the path is difficult to walk on.
Looking at the road ahead, there is no limit, no boundaries, three miles of fire and three miles of ice, three miles of knife mountains and three miles of thorns.
The road behind you has no head, no beginning, no origin, every step is marked by blood, and every step is heavy and full of intention.
Someone said: "Yueguan Mountain, you can't bear the weight of infinity. Only by giving up will you be free."
who is it? Walking alone. The clothes are ragged and the spirit is tired. The physical pain and the spiritual injury never change his firm eyes.
"Although the shoulders are narrow, they can fulfill their responsibilities. To give up is to be ashamed of the entrustment of our predecessors and the meaning of life."
There is a quagmire underfoot, and one step leads to a fall, and the traveler cannot stand up for a long time.
"Stop and look far away, and you will see a different kind of scenery."
People in the quagmire slowly stood up, took a moment to relax, and moved forward. "To stay and take a break is to start again. The scenery on the road ahead will be even more beautiful."
"Have you ever regretted that you suffered this crime for Sword Arhat Fuyou?"
In front, the Sword Arhat cried bitterly and begged: "That's enough, that's enough. I, the Buddha, are merciful. It's up to me to take the next step."
The traveler crossed the Sword Arhat and continued to move forward without hearing or hearing.
"It is the meaning of my life to inherit from my predecessors and initiate the future. As for you, Sword Arhat, reincarnation is not the end, but eternity is your destiny. Until you come back again, I will continue on this journey without any regrets or complaints. "
Sword Arhat stood up, looked at the back of the forward figure, smiled slightly, and his body turned into a little light, illuminating the entire Wujian. A voice said: "Yueguan Mountain, your will is admirable. Now, I will give you the name of 'Infinite Walker'. You are beyond reincarnation, no longer in the three realms and five elements, nor in the six heavens and nine earths."
The Infernal Walker bowed and said, "Thank you so much, Mr. Yan."
As soon as the words fell, a dim light descended, leading the Infernal Walker away to the main hall.
The Infernal Walker pays homage to Lord Yama and to the old man, and with a knowing smile, he transforms into spiritual light and sinks into the spiritual consciousness of Yueguan Mountain.
The Infernal Walker returned to his position, Yueguan Mountain's soul increased greatly, and its strength reached a new level. There are many more powerful powers, waiting for Yueguan Mountain to realize them one by one.
Yan Jun said again: "Next, Fuxi, you and I will decide the outcome."
The death book suddenly opened, and there was another page, and there was a word: A pillow of dust, a thousand thoughts, a life span of eight years, and died in Zhe Mountain. Eat Shen Nonggen, get Fuxi to change his fate against the sky, and leave the mountain to defy the time of the sky... It coincides with the thousand-year calamity, the three disasters of heaven, earth and man... perish!
One word of death determines the fate of Wan Nian Cang.
Xiu Xiulao said with a smile: "There are unexpected events in death, so you and I can just watch."
Yan Jun did not refute, but the fate of death was determined by heaven. However, besides heaven's destiny, there was also heaven's salvation, such as Yue Guan Shan and the young man Wan Nian Cang.
"In the second round, before the end is over, one arm will be lost first."
In the sky above the main hall, the scene changed again: three masters of the ghost way ambushed, instantly killing the divine bird Adoni, and floating away with a single blow.
Xiaoxiao Murong cried bitterly, hugged Adoni tightly, and wailed in a long voice: "Ayu..."
Jin Pan'an cried: "Adoni, why did you die like this? Good people don't live long, and neither do good birds live long."
At the critical moment, Tianshi Kui reluctantly cast a spell, only to see his feet stepping on Yin and Yang, gathering souls with one talisman. He said hurriedly: "The soul is still there, and there is still hope. Hurry, hurry up and find Shang Qiyin."
The scene ends here.
A series of plots are connected, and Adoni's death is obvious. Shang Qiyin only has three chances to take action. Should he save him or not?
The disadvantages of this game are all obvious, and it is difficult to recover.
In the main hall.
Elder Xiuxiu sighed and said: "Everything is gained and lost, and every plan is broken. Congratulations to Lord Yan, who will step into the human world for the first time since the beginning of heaven and earth."
Yue Guan Shan listened quietly to the words of the two big men, and frowned attentively: Lord Yan steps into the human world?
He then heard Yan Jun say: "How about you and I start a third game in the future?"
"Well... please Yan Jun elaborate."
Yan Jun waved his sleeves, and in the sky above the hall, the picture appeared again:
In Rakshasa Bay, there is a country called Rakshasa. In the country, the name of Princess Rakshasa is spread.
In a lake, the Rakshasa princess danced, with fluttering red clothes and flying belts. Her graceful figure was exquisite. The Rakshasa ghost dance was natural, which aroused the joy of the Rakshasa people.
At this moment, there was suddenly a beautiful piano sound, accompanied by dancing, and together they composed a beautiful piece of music.
After the dance and music ended, Princess Rakshasa invited me. She said, "Sir, your piano skills are superb. You have never seen or heard of him, so you don't know where he comes from?"
Yang Shanshui said: "I have recently died, and it is my first time to come to the Rakshasa Kingdom."
"Oh? Is the world really beautiful? Many people and ghosts yearn for it. Sir, can you elaborate?"
"Why not."
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"Huh? Master has not been reincarnated? Why?"
Is Yue Guan Shan looking towards his superior, Lord Yama, just for the sake of gambling?
Xiuxiu was deep in thought, drank a glass of wine, and said: "That's fine, Lord Yan has made his move so far, how can I not accept it?"
The two bosses looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense. Yue Guanshan felt so depressed that her chest was tight, and she could only drink in a muffled voice: Master, you admire the mountains and rivers, you have just come out of the wolf's den, and you have entered the tiger's mouth again. I have to keep a low profile, otherwise I won’t be able to protect myself, just like my master, I can’t help myself.
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Let’s talk about Yama, the dead ghost of Qin, and ghost disasters in Laoshan, which caused the imbalance of heaven and earth and the disorder of yin and yang.
The ghost and god of Mang Mountain, Shang Qiyin, was about to enter hell. He thought carefully, stopped his steps, turned into light and galloped away.
The sound shook the heaven and the earth and roared, reaching Mount Laoshan:
"Ghost Yama, you deserve to die..."
