Chapter 115: Ten Thousand Soul Tears, the Underworld Opens
That's Zhang Qingchun's ontology-
Rejoice in the Buddha's saliva!
That drop was filled with red dust venom and the saliva of compassionate Buddha nature!
The golden Buddha-nature arm slowly retracted......
"Nan Wu Joy Buddha!"
Zhang Qingchun clasped his hands together and slowly closed his eyes!
Then, a breeze blew, and Zhang Qingchun's body turned into a little starlight and completely dissipated......
Looking at the liquid in his hand, Hou Wanquan sighed lightly and directly refined the liquid, leaving only pure Buddha nature, red dust energy, and a ball of pure memory!
There are thousands of knots in the heart, and the second memory is formed!
Second Memory β
I am a Buddha of joy!
Retracting his memory and turning into himself again, Hou Wanquan took back the ghost, looked at the ten thousand ghosts suspended in mid-air, and couldn't help scratching his head!
I'm going to poke it, what the hell is going to do?!
10,000 female ghosts too!
It's still a ghost with a complete soul, as if it has just become a ghost!
If the underworld does not crumble, then entering the reincarnation of the underworld may be a good choice.
But now, hey!
"What are your plans?!"
Looking at the ten thousand ghosts, Hou Wanquan wondered, did he get ten thousand seeds and absorb these ten thousand ghosts!
However, no, after all, these ghosts are not remnant souls, they all have complete memories, and it seems unfair to them to just turn them into pure cultivated ghosts!
"We have seen it through, and if we want to enter the underworld and re-enter reincarnation, we also ask the ghost god to fulfill it!"
"That's right, I have no attachment in this world, and I ask the ghost god to allow us to enter reincarnation! In the next life, whether it is rich or poor, whether it is a person or an animal, I don't care, I just want to get out of here as soon as possible! β
"Hey, I have a husband who loves me and has a lovely son, but unfortunately, because of my impulsiveness, it was completely ruined! How I want to go back and see them, but I really don't have the face to see them! Great God, I beg you, let me enter the underworld! β
"Yes, yes, God, I beg you, let us enter the underworld!"
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Looking at the female ghost kneeling in mid-air, Hou Wanquan sighed lightly, he couldn't help it!
The dungeon has been sealed, and he is not a bull head, and he can't open the ghost door!
However, the next moment, he saw only a little white starlight, and the starlight flew to his chest little by little!
Frowning slightly, he reached out and grabbed the starlight at the front, and Hou Wanquan was shocked to find that it was actually a tear!
Ghost tears!
Legend has it that evil spirits only shed tears in three situations -
First, only those who have truly seen through everything and are willing to let go of the ghosts of the past can leave tears of liberation!
Second, when you repent completely for the evil spirit, you will leave tears of remorse!
Third, when you are separated from your beloved, you will leave tears of true love!
Three kinds of tears, no matter which one, as long as the tears are shed, the ghosts, will be liberated!
It's a simple literal meaning, if the underworld is not willing to let these ghosts enter the ghost gate, then these ghosts will completely disappear after a quarter of an hour!
Or, those who have that ability are willing to renew their soul power for ghosts, otherwise, ghosts can only dissipate.
But that's 10,000 ghosts!
At this moment, Hou Wanquan has already decided, if it really can't be done, then go out and buy 10,000 seeds, although his current longevity, if he buys 10,000 seeds, it is estimated that he will be able to save a few days at most.
However, he can't just watch these ghosts disappear!
Shaking his head, Hou Wanquan realized that these ghost tears had all penetrated into his left chest, but he didn't feel abnormal in either his body or soul!
Hurriedly reached out and touched the position of his left chest, where there was a hard thing, took it out, and found that this was a communication tool that Niu Xiangxiang had left him - a reduced version of the steel fork!
The target of those ghost tears is this steel fork!
Seeing the steel fork, Hou Wanquan couldn't help but think of that time, beside the small river in the underworld, the beautiful shadow of the bath!
With the influx of ghost tears, Hou Wanquan only felt that the steel fork in his hand was getting colder and heavier!
The small palm-sized steel fork seems to weigh more than a thousand pounds!
Finally, at a certain moment, Hou Wanquan only felt the steel fork in his hand shook, and then, all the ghost tears around him were absorbed by it!
Then, the steel fork slowly rose into the air, when it rose to a height of three zhang, it stopped, and then, the steel fork actually emitted a dazzling black light, and the next moment, a black stone gate with a height of three zhang appeared in mid-air!
That's a ghost gate!
"Hell Gate?! Thank you, Great God! β
"God, we will pray for you in the underworld!"
"I'll wait to thank the great god!"
One by one, the ghosts all slowly bowed down, the last time it was a request, but this time it was a real gratitude!
When all 10,000 ghosts knelt down, Hou Wanquan was shocked to see that white light appeared above the heads of these ghosts again, and these lights gathered together and turned into a white light the thickness of an arm, slowly shooting towards the top of Hou Wanquan's head!
The next moment, Hou Wanquan only felt a burst of comfort all over his body, and then, his soul seemed to have received a baptism!
At the same time, the system sent a message for the first time in a long time:
"Congratulations to the ghost farmer, the Quartet Wandering God (Level 1), gaining the gratitude of tens of thousands of people, obtaining 10,000 points of faith, and the first-level Quartet Wandering God successfully advanced to the Eight Directions Wandering God (Level 1)!"
I'll poke it, this is the Eight Directions Wandering God?!
Then, Hou Wanquan only felt a sinking in his hand, and then, he suddenly found that the mourning stick in his hand had also changed, if the previous mourning stick was like a few pieces of yellow paper wrapped in a burning stick, then now it is a carved crutch, and the top of the crutch is also carved with an orange-sized skull!
As for the official uniform, well, it's okay to call it an official uniform for the time being, but there is no change, but the number on the chest has changed from four to eight!
The word 'square' at the back has not changed at all.
At the same time, he also felt that his temple had also changed, not to mention that two more temples could be built with fake temples. As for the True Temple, it is estimated that you will only know when you go to see it later.
As for the front desk lady hiding in the corner, at this moment, she is completely stupid!
Mom, the world is crazy, I want to go home!
It's okay to see tens of thousands of ghosts, after all, she almost became one of these ghosts, I don't know why, she is not too afraid.
However, with the appearance of the ghost gate of the underworld, she was really scared!
Karma, the eighteen layers of hell, those legendary things, if they are all true, then ......
Just as she was thinking nonsense, a dull voice sounded againβ
"Who trespassed on the ghost gate?!"
Hearing the reputation, the shocked mobile phone of the front desk lady fell to the ground......