Chapter 142: Three Lands and Three Souls
Yang Chen entered the first box and looked for Xiao Qi's three souls, and the three souls were facing the three places. They are the heavenly realm, the human world, and the underworld. Beside a bridge, a lonely soul wanders there, floating unconsciously. It seems to be fate, or it is just so. The lonely soul was dressed in white, with long hair scattered over his shoulders, and he could vaguely know that this was a woman.
The woman stood on the bridge, staring at the flowing water, not knowing what she was thinking. There is a stone tablet next to the bridge, on which three big characters are written with a cinnabar pen, the name is Nai He Bridge, and it can be seen that the river is the Wangchuan River. Legend has it that after walking through Huangquan Road, stepping on the Nai River Bridge, and drinking the water of the Wangchuan River, you can forget all your troubles. However, legend has it that there are Yin soldiers around the Naihe Bridge, there are bull heads and horses on the bridge, and there is an old woman named Meng Po next to the bridge.
She is the best old woman in the world, maybe she looks ugly, but no one will dislike it. Yang Chen opened his eyes, and endless Yin Qi attacked him, but when the Yin Qi was ten meters closer to him, it dissipated. What came into view was a place called the Yama Palace, and Yang Chen knew that this was the underworld. The underworld has experienced the war of gods and demons that year, and it is already in tatters. A pen fell to the ground, and Yang Chen didn't need to look at it to know that it was a judge's pen. It used to be an artifact, but it was broken, lost its divinity, and became an ordinary artifact. When a gust of wind blew, the judge's pen turned to dust and disappeared.
Hades' table and chair had been split in half by an unknown weapon, leaving only one wheel still spinning. Yang Chen knew that it was the place where the life and death book was placed, and the power of the underworld was in charge of the life and death cycle of the people who had not become immortals in the heavens and all worlds. There is a legend in this human world, the king of Hades wants you to die three times, who dares to keep people until the fifth watch, it is not said casually. Yang Chen walked casually, and actually walked to the eighteenth layer of hell, which was once the place where the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth and the Hearing Truth Idol lived. In fact, there are misunderstandings in the world, and there are actually only seventeen layers of hell in the underworld. At that time, the king of Jizo made a vow that hell would not be empty and that he would not become a Buddha.
Therefore, Hades built another layer for it, which was known as the eighteenth layer of hell to the outside world. Entering the eighteenth layer of hell, there are no Yin soldiers guarding it here, only mottled blood stains and those cruel Xing Gu telling the history of the eons ago. Yang Chen spent a long time and used a little fatalism to see those cruel tortures. His mind was extremely firm, and he shivered all over his body.
Reaching the last level, there is just a futon and a snakeskin. Yang Chen knew that the futon was the place where the king of Jizo sat down, and as for the snake skin, if Yang Chen guessed correctly, it should be the extinct Sky Swallowing Python in ancient times. In ancient legends, snakes and elephants are natural enemies, and the Swallowing Python has always wanted to swallow the Hearing Truth Elephant, which is the origin of the modern snake swallowing elephant. Yang Chen sat on another futon, and a voice came, "The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell."
All beings are equal, how can I say that I am superhuman. What are sentient beings? The vast earth, all living beings, Buddhism said that it is good and follows the ...... "This is the sermon of King Jizo in hell thousands of years ago, which was recorded by the space here." Yang Chen's state of mind suddenly broadened, and his cultivation climbed to a terrifying realm, which no one knew, as long as Yang Chen himself knew. Yang Chen bowed to the void body, and the King of Jizo seemed to know what was going on from eons ago, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. Yang Chen did not leave, but continued to comprehend what he had gotten.
After a long time, he got up and left. During this time, no one knew what he had gained, but Yang Chen had indeed gained something. Yang Chen walked aimlessly, saying that it sounded like his feeling that wanted him to move in this direction. The entire underworld had already been empty, and the oppressive atmosphere of the space made Yang Chen uncomfortable. But as soon as he thought about himself, what about Xiao Qi? There is a river flowing in front of him, and Yang Chen doesn't need to look at it to know that this river is the Lechuan River, also known as the Forgetful River. Yang Chen approached the Lechuan River, and a sense of sadness rose in his heart. I don't know where the Lethe River will go, but legend has it that the Lethe River leads to the Netherworld, which is a more terrifying place than the underworld.
Yang Chen hadn't been there, and he guessed that the Netherworld was probably also destroyed in the Great Station of Gods and Demons. He walked upstream, and was stunned at a glance from afar. At that glance, it fell. "Xiao Qi," the tears in the corners of Yang Chen's eyes fell unconsciously. There is a kind of love that cannot be spoken, but it is hard to forget. There is a feeling that does not last forever, but it is eternal. Yang Chen approached the Naihe Bridge and didn't say much, just looked at Xiao Qi quietly. There is a feeling that I don't care about the number of words, just waiting quietly.
I don't know how long it was, maybe ten minutes, maybe an hour, maybe longer. Zhang Xiaoqi turned his head and smiled at Yang Chen, that smile, I am willing to go to Huangquan for you, that smile, up to the sky, down to the Nine Shadows, I will also find you back. Yang Chen was stupid, obsessed with that smile. There are some things that don't need to be expressed, but that kind of thing is called guilt. What flows out may not be called tears, but because of the passing years, what kind of sadness it has infected. "Is it raining?" The ethereal voice fascinated Yang Chen, "No, it's just that my eyes are in the sand!" ”
Yang Chen stared at her, for fear that she would disappear in a blink of an eye, and at the same time, he silently said in his heart, "It's actually a gathering of three souls!" "The so-called gathering of the three souls means that the souls of the three worlds of heaven, earth, and earthly are all condensed together to produce spiritual consciousness, but there is no memory, which is the gathering of the three souls. This is probably the Jade Emperor's backhand, and he will definitely not let his daughter let the three souls disperse like this. Yang Chen looked at Xiao Qi, "Come with me, okay?" "You give me a familiar smell, can you tell me?" She laughed and had two shallow dimples, which were nice to look at.
"You'll find out later!" Yang Chen didn't tell her, not because he didn't want to, but because the time was right, and telling her was just to add to her sadness. She nodded, turning into a bead. Yang Chen looked at this bead, and there were a thousand sorrows in his heart, but he could only sigh. The Pearl of the Three Souls, the light emitted on the bridge of the Nai River was dazzling, and the water of the Lechuan River was agitated, and a large hand formed by the yellow river water grabbed the Pearl of the Three Souls. Yang Chen angrily reprimanded, "looking for death" may only be Zhang Xiaoqi's matter that can affect Yang Chen's mind. Yang Chen's anger naturally attracted the Nine Demon Sword.
The Nine Demon Sword popped out of Yang Chen's hand, emitting a golden light and slashing towards Huang Quan's big hand. Huang Quan's big hand was cut off by the Nine Demon Sword, and a man flew out of the Yellow Spring River, looking at Yang Chen coldly, and at the same time, golden blood flowed out of his arm. "What a nasty breath!" Yang Chen smelled that breath and immediately knew that this person's race belonged to the gods.
Yang Chen immediately judged from the other party's aura that this was a great supernatural powerhouse who was at least in the realm of the void gods, and of course it could also be the realm of saints. But it didn't matter, the important thing was that he was seriously injured at this time and fell into the Heavenly Immortal Realm. Since you are in the realm of immortals, it is the dragon that coils me, and the tiger that lies on my stomach. "You deserve to die!" The young man's eyes were full of gloom.
Yang Chen took the Three Soul Beads and put them in his arms, "Xiao Qi, I'll kill him for you!" Then Yang Chen looked coldly at the supernatural powerhouse of the Divine Sin Clan, "The Nine Demon Sword is here!" ”