The turtle among ten friends.
Tang Ping looked through ancient books, and through the descriptions of the night candlelight and the clues in the ancient books, he roughly guessed the identities of the ten divine turtles on the mysterious mountain.
That is exactly the Turtle of Shipeng.
The ancients said: Among the ten turtles, the first is called the divine turtle, the second is called the spiritual turtle, the third is called the photo turtle, the fourth is called the treasure turtle, the fifth is called the literary turtle, the sixth is called the 筮 turtle, the seventh is called the mountain turtle, the eighth is called the swamp turtle, and the ninth is called the swamp turtle. Water turtle, ten means fire turtle.
Turtles are closely associated with priests, who interpret patterns on turtle shells to receive guidance from the gods or predict good or bad luck.
The Shipeng turtle is a divine turtle used by the Emperor of Heaven for divination. Over hundreds of thousands of years, life has been reborn from the turtle shell.
The mysterious mountain range was named Wushan by Tang Ping.
As for the tribe on Wushan Mountain, I probably know something about it. This tribe is called Daxi.
The Daxi culture disappeared 90,000 years ago. It was a tribe without a state. It was headed by the high priest, the Nuo master. The Nuo master was the leader of theocratic powers. Sacrifice to the gods was the tribe's only activity.
The purpose of the tribe's existence is for the gods. These gods accept human support to survive, and they also need a large number of believers.
Therefore, there is a certain reason why the Daxi tribe likes the Chu State.
"Hmph, you want to pick peaches? Let's see who can pick the other." Tang Ping sneered.
The idea of the Daxi people is very simple. They just see that the south is almost developed and want to come out to pick peaches.
The Nuo master is an expert in traveling, and the sacrifices he performs include eating rosy clouds and refining qi.
In terms of combat power, Tang Ping and Xiao Ming Zhuguang are not inferior to them. Anyway, they dare to die if they dare to come. Of course, these people are estimated to be something like gods, and their combat effectiveness cannot be judged just from the surface.
Therefore, we still have to be extremely vigilant, as the root cause still appears on the Shipeng Turtle.
It is useless to destroy the Daxi tribe. Without a Daxi tribe, there will be a new Daxi tribe in the future, and the number of enemies will only increase.
So basically, how to win over Shi Penggui is the key.
Otherwise, it can only be said to be a failure.
As for how to enter it and successfully conclude the underworld contract, this is another difficulty.
After all, that place doesn't accept outsiders at all.
Moreover, when you make a connection, the surrounding environment will fluctuate for a moment. Although it passes by in a flash, an expert will definitely be able to react. At that time, you will definitely be interrupted. After all, it takes time to make a connection, ranging from a quarter of an hour to half an hour. .
So this is the most difficult point, and the rest is secondary.
While Tang Ping was thinking, he walked out of the palace unknowingly and sat in the pavilion by the pond.
The bright moon is like a bead, reflecting the dark lake water.
In the middle of the lake is a jade toad. The jade toad looks up to the sky. Its body is covered with the essence of the sun and the moon. The same is true for the stone old man on the other side.
Otherwise, there was silence, the flowers no longer bloomed, and the birds and insects seemed to have fallen asleep.
Only a young man in white robe was thinking.
The young man has long hair like ink, eyes as bright as stars, skin that is not fair, like jade from the Yushan Mountains, neat teeth, and a tasteless physique.
In this era, most places were in the state of primitive tribes. Even if they were strong, their lifespan would inevitably be short due to living conditions and food.
Especially teeth. It is very rare that teeth can be used intact until the age of thirty. Therefore, people with neat and white teeth are also regarded as gods. Neat teeth are one of the images of gods.
While Tang Ping was frowning and thinking, the surrounding environment suddenly lit up.
He looked up and saw flowers in full bloom. After the peonies bloomed, hundreds of flowers bloomed, and the sea of flowers was very gorgeous.
The light gathered and transformed into a woman in white, with a gentle temperament, a beautiful appearance, and black eyebrows like smoke.
"Peony? Why don't you rest?"
"I see that the Lord of God is frowning. Could it be that something is bothering him? Also, is this sea of flowers beautiful?"
"It's beautiful." Tang Ping nodded.
Most of these words are polite. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, after hundreds of years, it becomes a bit boring.
Emotions fade most easily, and the only thing that remains unchanged is your own conduct.
"There are worries. It's not a big deal, so you don't have to worry about it."
"The Lord can ask others, maybe others have a solution."
"You're right, but who to ask?"
"Me." Peony smiled sweetly, and the brilliance of that moment even overshadowed the splendor of the sea of flowers.
"You? What's your advice?" Tang Ping asked in surprise. Peony never left the door, and spent the whole day doing nothing but practicing and sleeping. Do you know this?
"I still don't know what's going on. Perhaps the Lord God can tell me something."
"Okay, you sit down." Tang Ping pointed to the seat opposite, "I'll tell you slowly."
"OK."
Peony sat across from her, her jade hands on her cheeks.
"I want to listen too!!"
A clear girlish voice.
I saw the dark clouds in the sky disappearing, and a black-haired girl appeared, with lively eyes, light dimples, and a smile like a colorful cloud.
After years of practice, Yao Ji's appearance is no different from that of a mortal girl. There were still some strange phenomena before.
"Okay, you sit down too."
It doesn't matter to Tang Ping, they have been companions for many years and there is no such thing as a secret.
Calculating time, he is over a thousand years old, and he still has this kind of grace.
Tang Ping told what happened exactly.
Of course, it is not convenient to talk about the underworld contract. It involves their own fundamental secrets, and knowing this secret will not be good for them. On the contrary, it will lead to death.
I just talked about the difficulty of infiltration and the difficulty of making subsequent related arrangements.
"Have you thought of a way?" Tang Ping joked.
"I got it."
"really?"
"Sure enough." Peony didn't give in and said her plan, "Since the Lord God said there are no outsiders in that place, outsiders are not allowed to enter or exit. What about the vegetation?"
"Are you planning to go there? This is too dangerous."
"Me?" Mudan shook her head and said, "A little girl can't do that."
The specific reasons are basically known. Peonies are too conspicuous in bloom and they are the king of flowers. The first thing others notice is the peony.
And what's more important is not this. Anyone who knows the Chu State knows that the peony is the sacred flower of the Chu State, the flower of the gods. Many mortals regard the peony pattern as a symbol of protecting their homes and settling down. This is an architectural feature of the Chu State.
Only the peonies of Chu State can bloom all the time.
If Mudan is asked to be an undercover agent, wouldn't it mean to tell others that a traitor from Chu State is here?
"Who do you have in mind?"
"Do you still remember the Epiphyllum God? This demon is the most suitable."
Back then, epiphyllum was the one that was always in bloom. It could fill a city with flowers overnight and could not be killed no matter how hard you tried.
If Tang Ping hadn't had Tianxian in his mouth, the nature of this demon's life would have changed, from blooming all year round to blooming once a year, and in the middle of the night, which greatly reduced the power of the Epiphyllum God, otherwise many people would have died. solve.
"this is not bad."
"There are clouds in Wushan. Perhaps the cloud energy can be absorbed by Yao Ji. This can also solve the problem of Yao Ji not having a way to practice."
Until now, Yao Ji has not had a precise method of cultivation. As atmospheric beings, many things are virtual to them. They used to absorb elixir energy, but now that they have transformed, it is of little use.
Yao Ji said: "Yes, as long as I don't take the initiative to expose myself, they won't find me."
The essence of the cloud is the cloud, so naturally no one will notice anything strange.
"Understood, I'll go find Epiphyllum in a moment. As for Yao Ji's matter, we'll talk about it after Epiphyllum comes back after inquiring about information."
I don’t know where the epiphyllum grows in the wild mountains. This is not a problem. Just let others find it.
"Thank you Peony. It seems that I underestimated the heroes of the world." Tang Ping thanked him solemnly.
"The Lord God often asked us before, but he stopped asking us these years." Mudan looked a little lonely.
"Really? No, you are thinking too much. Go back and rest first. We can talk about it tomorrow if you have anything to do."
Tang Ping sent the two of them away.
He was the only one left in the pavilion.
In fact, Mudan was right, she had indeed reduced her chances of contact with people.
I don’t know the new generation, and the new generation doesn’t know me.
The main reason is that he lived too long. Tang Ping lived for a thousand years.
I remember the frogs, Zhang Qi, Xiong Ying and old man Gongsun I met when I was young... I can't remember the rest of their names.
These people truly see their own emotions, and are not the cold gods they are today.
Looking back at the past, there is the longing for old friends, the pleasure of enemies, and the relief of some regrets.
Although he is the Lord of the Underworld, he is powerless in the face of complete death.
True eternal life is what everyone desires throughout their lives.
The glory of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors has not disappeared with the passage of time.
Tang Ping doesn't interact with people, and he doesn't want to have too many emotions. Watching the people around him leave one by one, sooner or later, he will lose the corresponding emotions like watching the sea of flowers and turn into a cold stone.
So he rarely interacts with strangers.
As time goes by, people like Zhang Wulang, Mudan, Du Yu, and Yao Ji will probably leave, and Tang Ping will really become a loner by then.
Is eternal life really a blessing?
Of course, this is indeed the case for the current Tang Ping.
However, the prerequisite for longevity must be freedom. Otherwise, without freedom, longevity would be meaningless.
early morning.
The morning sun is rising, the morning fog has not dispersed, and the temperature is a bit cold.
Somewhere in the mountains, on an unknown barren hill, there is a flower among the weeds. The buds are tightly closed. The weeds next to it are all trying to get nutrients from it, and it seems to have no status at all.
Tang Ping suddenly appeared here, saw the flowers at a glance, and said: "Wake up."
Golden words are spoken, and the epiphyllum is in full bloom.
The beauty of epiphyllum is no less than that of peony, but peony is noble and majestic, while epiphyllum is a little more magical, and it is not worthy of being on the stage. It is at best number two in the storybook.
"Transformation."
Green light appears above the epiphyllum, and the green light converges into a human shape.
This is an extremely ugly man, with messy green hair like a chicken coop, brown bumps protruding from his face, like tumors on tree roots, and his skin is like dry bark.
"The sinners pay homage to the gods." The voice came from an old woman.
"Eh? Someone changed?" Tang Ping said in surprise.
"Yes, the previous one has passed away. Although the sinner has inherited his memory, he is indeed not the same person."
The Epiphyllum race claims to be immortal, but in fact it is the resurrection of the body. The soul is not the same person, but only inherits the memory.
Tang Ping opened his Dharma Eyes, and at a glance he confirmed what Epiphyllum had said. It was not the original person, but an old woman, but she looked like a man.
"Well, I'll give you a chance to make meritorious service..."
Tang Ping revealed his plan and added again: "If this happens, you will be allowed to bloom all year round and you will be given the status of a god."
"Thank you to God. The sinners have to go through fire and water to fulfill God's instructions!"
The Epiphyllum Goddess knelt down and swore that she knew this was the only chance to turn around. If she didn't cherish it, she might have to associate with weeds again.
The next day, the Epiphyllum Goddess got ready and headed to the Wushan area.
Since then, there has been one more flower near Wushan.
This flower is located in a remote area, and it will be a long time before people discover and cultivate it.
The nail had been planted, and information would come from time to time. Tang Ping left this matter to Xiaoming Zhuguang. Anyway, they urgently needed to get news about Shun and the second concubine.
Tang Ping's life calmed down again.
The number of yin soil, yang soil, population, resources, and gods increased steadily, as did the cultivation level.
The progress of the "Fan Xia" chapter of the Ascension Sutra has exceeded 30,000. The Canghai Candlelight was refined by the Ten Thousand Fire God's Curse, and its lifespan was increased by five hundred years.
Tang Ping roughly calculated that the total life span is now 2,450 years.
He is one thousand and thirty years old and still has fourteen hundred years left to live.
"Come back to the Fire Phoenix Fire of Chu State."
Tang Ping found a way to stably increase his lifespan, which was to continuously absorb flames. There was no other way.
Hades.
Ghosts cannot see the soil, and people cannot see the wind.
The earth that mortals cannot reach is actually the place where ghosts live.
Hades.
This place is dark all year round, just like the evening when the sun has just set, the gray sky and the bloody moon.
The tone of the entire underworld is gray-black, and the residents have gray-black faces. Some have no heads, some have no hands, and some have a deep scar on their necks.
This is a ghost.
Ghosts are also called ghosts and wandering spirits.
After death, the soul dies within forty-nine days, but there is a certain chance of becoming a ghost. Ghosts can live up to eighty-nine years.
Generally, it is difficult for people who die of old age to become ghosts, while people who die unexpectedly have a higher probability.
As the population of Chu State increased, the number of ghosts and gods in the underworld also increased.
The population of Chu State exceeds 100 million, and there are at least 30 million ghosts in the underworld.
Looking down from the sky, majestic cities rise from the ground.
Ghosts live like living people in the world, and there are many homeless ghosts wandering on the earth, killing each other.
The ghosts here are not only Chu people, but also many enemy soldiers who died in the battle, as well as some savage tribes and foreign races deep in the mountains and forests.
The more ghosts there are, the more people will die.
After death, ghosts will turn into yin energy and return to the underworld.
The concentration of Yin Qi in the underworld is getting higher and higher, even exceeding the limit of the environment. Yin Qi is also the filthy gas of heaven and earth, which means that something terrible is about to happen.
boom!
On this day, the entire underworld shook violently.
The majestic city collapsed, and many ghosts and gods were wiped out on the spot.
In the yin earth, giant monsters with strange looks and hundreds of feet in height crawled out.
They have violent personalities and will eat ghosts whenever they see them. They are not afraid of getting hurt. No matter how serious the injury is, they can recover by eating ghosts.
The number of demons in the underworld is increasing, which suddenly alarms all the gods.
"No, report it to the Lord immediately!!"
friend's book
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