The underworld was still panicked when it received the investigation order from the Sanyuanjiu Mansion.
Only the old judge was there, so he didn't panic at all.
"Why are you panicking! That's an old acquaintance! We have a friendship!"
The judge's superior was silent for a moment, "Do you know that the whole Heavenly Palace is afraid of that one who is serious about it?"
"That man, with his cultivation as a mere Yuanjun, and several Immortal Lords worked together to expose the conspiracy, personally killed the demon species that had taken away Fusang's body, and also eliminated the remaining poison that had lasted for a hundred thousand years. After being granted the title of Emperor, he easily destroyed the entire Heavenly Palace. After an inventory, the people in the entire Tiangong have undergone a major change! The atmosphere, according to the Ghost Emperor, is completely different from the last time I went up there! Their attitudes are not like those from heaven, as if there is earth in the Tiangong. In the past, Shen Tu could see people through their nostrils, but now Shen Tu can see people's crowns."
After Yama finished speaking, he shook his head, "It's amazing, it's amazing."
The entire three realms should be very grateful to Emperor Lingwei, except for the immortal officials and Yin officials who are under supervision.
The people in Hades were as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and they were trembling with fear when they received Lin Du.
Lin Du was in a good mood and brought a group of people down, as if they were traveling.
Shen Tu was amazed when he received her, "The emperor is really born extraordinary, I really didn't make a mistake."
Lin Du took out the Fusheng Fan with a smile, "Come on, come on, you are the first, no one is watching, let's fight quickly."
"You did this to me as soon as we met?" Shen Tu's eyes widened, "It's really sad."
"It's okay to be sad. Wait until Hou Tu's seat is occupied. Do you think I'll come to monitor?"
Lin Du sat down casually, "Don't worry, I believe you."
Shen Tu said she couldn't let go, but she finally started to enter the Fusheng Fan step by step. Even the Emperor of Heaven went in. She had no reason not to go in.
She finally asked curiously, "How did you convince the Emperor of Heaven to enter the Fusheng Fan?"
Lin Du shook his head and raised a finger to indicate that this was a secret.
It was just a small handle given by Fusang when he took advantage of Yan Qing.
After suffering the sin and receiving the blessing, Shen Tu put down the heavy burden in his heart and said with emotion, "It's true that you suddenly issued an edict, which made us unprepared."
Lin Du turned his head and looked at the Ghost Gate in the distance, "It seems the time is coming. Let's wait for an old friend."
Shen Tu was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized what he was doing and said in surprise, "You are a majestic emperor, abusing your private power."
She said, but also silently gave a step, "Let's go to the Guimen Pass to monitor first."
In the Dongming Realm, which is said to be the deep stream closest to the underworld, some people looked up at the sky if they felt something.
Throughout his life, he had been a slave since childhood, had few teachers, and rebelled against Taoism. Only in the end did he wake up.
Hou Cang stood up. On this last day, he wanted to go somewhere to visit.
The Xintiandi oasis in the Dongming Realm is now gradually growing in spiritual energy, lush vegetation, and more and more people are moving here.
He walked through the streets and passed teahouses, listening to the most popular stories inside.
"Thousands of years ago, this place was originally the world of demons! First, the Buddhist disciples of the Tantric Sect fed the demons with their bodies to seal the eyes of sin! And the leader of the Supreme Sect, Lin Tuan Xianzun, offered sacrifices to the way of heaven and replenished spiritual energy. Do you know The Thousand Miles of Defense Wall was originally designed to stop evil spirits!"
"Thousands of years ago, the Supreme Sect led the monks from all forces in the world to kill all the evil demons! Finally, Lindu Immortal Lord, alone, set up a large formation to purify all the demonic energy in the demon world, and then there was a new one here Birthplace.”
"The Immortal Lindu was only thirteen years old when he was on the Qingyun Ranking! He became famous at a young age, and at the age of twenty he led the talents of Zhongzhou to break the evil formation of the evil demon! Those eyes can see through the true form of the evil demon at a glance ! How many people at the border pasted up the portrait of Immortal Lin Du to ward off evil spirits!"
The storyteller talks endlessly about past deeds.
Hou Cang stopped and listened to the storytellers in the teahouse. The street was bustling with people. There were children holding up candy figures and looking curiously at the people beside them, "Hey, Auntie, what is an evil spirit? What does it look like?"
The female cultivator replied, "I haven't seen it before, so I don't know. I only know that it eats people, especially children. It's very bad. It's the most vicious thing in the world."
"Have you seen grandma?"
"Grandma has never seen it either. It's been a long time since it happened. It's just a legend."
The woman led the ignorant child away.
The clear voice of the child passed through the noise of the crowd and fell into Hou Cang's ears. He suddenly shook his head and laughed.
Yes, it's just a long-standing legend.
That night, Hou Cang emerged quietly.
His myriad thoughts finally returned to calm. Changfeng passed by here and finally returned all the way.
Hou Cang's soul landed in front of the gate of hell, and then he saw some familiar but vague faces.
In the middle, Lin Du still looked that lazy, but his aura was deeper and his whole body had a faint divine light, which could be called Guxue Zhaoying in the dark underworld.
Next to him, Yan Qing was immersed in writing. When Yuan Ye looked up and saw him, his eyes lit up, he pulled up his bowstring and started playing music. Ni Jinxuan stood up and said, "Okay! Uncle Master is here!"
"Congratulations, Uncle Master! Happy mourning! Happy mourning!" Yuan Ye was enthusiastic.
Hou Cang quickly turned around and said, "I must have come to the wrong door. Really, I have come to the wrong door."
What the hell, these bastards haven't changed at all after thousands of years.
And why do ascended things appear in the underworld? Don’t you think this is unreasonable?
The ghost stopped him, "Hey, what are you doing? Do you want to abscond?"
Hou Cang grabbed him, "Let me ask you, is this the underworld? Which underworld is reincarnation?"
Guizha looked at him as if he were a fool, "That's not necessarily the case. It could also be that he got out of the frying pan and entered the underworld of mountains of swords and seas of fire."
Lin Du said while running the Fusheng Fan, "Hey, senior brother, are you surprised or not, we are here to send you to reincarnation!"
As soon as he opened his voice, Hou Cang was sure that the smell of being beaten was not an illusion, not a delirium on the verge of death, or Lin Du himself.
He turned to look at the ghost next to him, "Why is she here?"
Gui Cha wanted to put this ghost in the pot, but he couldn't, "This is... Emperor Lingwei of the Immortal Realm, who is here to supervise. This friend, please cooperate with our work."
Lin Du laughed muffledly, which made Hou Cang a little angry, but when the group of little brats started laughing too, he was no longer annoyed.
Hou Cang walked over and said, "Okay, okay, that's it. I haven't even been reincarnated yet and I'm already annoyed to death!"
Lin Du was still sitting, looking up at his rare pale face, "Hey, how about it? You won't cry secretly after we leave, right?"
Hou Cang took a step back and said, "Am I such a disgusting person? You've almost got it."
He saw Lin Du slowly stop smiling, then looked at the three bastards and asked, "How is it? Is the Heavenly Palace fun?"
The three people nodded, "It's fun! It's so much fun under the hands of my junior uncle!"
After work, you can play anywhere in the world.
Hou Cang tilted his head and thought for a moment, "It sounds good. I'll try to practice it again after I'm reincarnated."
Just when he was about to register with the ghost mission, Lin Du suddenly called him, "Hey, before we leave, don't you want to meet an old friend?"
Hou Cang turned to look at Lin Du, "It's enough to give me a headache just seeing you guys... I won't be on my way if I stay here for a little longer. You'd better give me a bowl of Meng Po soup and forget about you as soon as possible."
Lin Du tilted his head, "Are you sure?"
"I do..." Hou Cang suddenly stopped talking and looked at a purple figure arriving not far away.
She stood in front of the stone bridge. There was no wind in the underworld, but Hou Cang could clearly smell the faint smell of alcohol that was the most profound in her memory.
Hou Cang suddenly raised his hand and touched his eyes to see if it was a big dream.
There was Lin Du, there were three noisy bastards that he despised but had to take care of, and...his gods.
"What? You don't know Master anymore?" She smiled lightly, as before, her eyes were kind and kind, like the wilderness that all living beings could rely on.
Hou Cang chuckled, "Lin Du... I really didn't like you from the beginning."
Wearing a vast robe, he walked towards Lintuan.
When he arrived in front of Lintuan, he bowed and saluted, "Master."
After years of separation, the old friend's old face is stained with new frost.
"You have achieved perfect cultivation in this life, and with the added merits, your next life will be smoother, with good health and a harmonious family. You will probably be able to rise to the top, and you will still be the same gifted person."
Lin Tuan was still telling him the way forward as before. After Hou Cang listened carefully, he spoke, "It doesn't matter whether you have talent or not. What comes down from practicing a path is not talent, but character. If my heart does not reach far away, I can only I’m afraid I won’t be able to achieve greatness, but no matter what, I will always live a good life, just like what you taught me, Master.”
It's a pity that there is no second master in the world, and his comeback will not be without the careful guidance of the master.
Today, after being completely enlightened and completely lost, he has long struggled out of the quagmire of obsession. He has also regretted his past treason, uttering nonsense, and repeatedly hurting people.
He had indeed truly loved Lin Tuan. In the first half of his life, he had devoted all his positive emotions to only one person. He thought over and over whether love swallowed up possession, destruction and attachment, or was the relief of letting go.
In the end, he finally understood that human life is both short and long. If thousands of emotions are added to one person, he will probably miss too many things. After Lin Tuo left, he watched the wind rise, the sun rise, the moon set, and the tide rise. The tide surges, and I have no feelings before, but I finally feel moved.
He accepts his feelings calmly, but he should not let his feelings constrain him. Love and adversity are not the chains that trap him, but unavailability and unavailability are the ropes that trap him.
Only if he realizes what is unobtainable and unavailable and realizes its uselessness early can he have happiness.
Lin Tuan looked at Hou Cang in front of him. There was a little frost on his temples. His face, which used to be more cold and ruthless, seemed much calmer today, as if there was a bit of her shadow.
She looked at him intently, "You have to walk your own path in the future."
Hou Cang nodded seriously, then looked into the distance, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "What about you? How are you doing now?"
When Lin Tuan heard this, he smiled warmly and said, "Okay, of course it's good. This is the place where I will attain enlightenment."
The two masters and apprentices walked the last section of the road, and from then on the bridge returned to the bridge, and the road returned to the road.
Those unruly thoughts like weeds finally grew into independent trees when they left the fertile soil.
Not far away, Yuan Ye sighed regretfully, "Oops, I forgot to ask, who made Uncle Master's coffin? Did you use the coffin I left in the sect before?"
Lin Du shook his head, "Who knows? Didn't you listen to the ghost who came down the day before yesterday? The Supreme Sect is now rich, and it is the number one sect in the Dongming Realm."
The wind is green, the wilderness is vast, the river is facing the turbulent Forgetting River, the origin and destiny are destroyed, they are all the consequences.
