Chapter Thirty-Five: The Cunning Primordial God
Ma Xiaoling and I left Mangdang Mountain, found a hotel, took a brief rest, and bought some clothes and snacks to prepare for going to the southwest.
I didn't expect Ma Xiaoling to have a soft spot for snacks, so I bought a big bag at once, filled all the hiking bags I bought, and explicitly forbade this to be private food, and I couldn't eat it secretly.
It made me very unhappy.
I pay for the money, and I'm the one who does the hard work with the bag.
I was exhausted from the train to the car.
But fortunately, there was an unexpected gain, and a few ghosts were inadvertently sent away.
According to the regulations, this is not allowed, but my 3,000 for your life has now been upgraded to 10,000 for your life, and it is not subject to the regulations.
I am happy in my heart, more than 100 merit points, enough to extend my life span for 100 days.
I suddenly thought of a question, that is, on the day when Mo Ling, the chief inspector of the Heavenly Underworld, wanted to divide my five horses, after Qin Mao, the vice president of the Yin Mission, was killed, I sent his Yin Soul to the Underworld, and he actually got 100,000 merit points, and what kind of scholar-level Yin Soul was.
I only remember that the Yin Soul is from level ten to level one, the lowest level of ten is ten merit points, and the highest level is ten merit points, and the highest level is ten thousand merit points. This scholar-level Yin Soul turned out to be ten times that of a first-level Yin Soul.
I'm a little confused.
Could it be that there is a higher level above the first-level Yin Soul?
I asked Ma Xiaoling, who was sitting next to me, watching the cartoon Nezha with her iPad and filling her mouth with popcorn.
She was very angry when she saw that I had interrupted her.
He took out a piece of paper from his backpack, brushed it, wrote it with gusto, and then threw it at me, warning me not to bother me anymore.
I took the piece of paper angrily.
Venerable: Four judges, Zhang, Wang, Li, and Zhao. A Yin Soul has 300 million merit points.
Peak King: A Yin Difference, a Yin Soul has 100 million merit points.
High-level king: second-grade yin, a yin soul with 50 million merit points.
Middle-level king: Three grades of yin, one yin soul 30 million merit points.
Beginner King: Four Yin Differences, 10 million merit points for a Yin Soul.
Peak Grandmaster: Five grades of yin, one yin soul has five million merit points.
High-level Grandmaster: Six Yin Grades, one Yin Soul has three million merit points.
Intermediate Grandmaster: Seven Yin Grades, one Yin Soul has one million merit points.
Beginner Grandmaster: Eight Yin Grades, 500,000 merit points for a Yin Soul.
Division: Nine grades of yin, a yin soul of 300,000 merit points.
Scholar level: ten grades of yin, one yin soul 100,000 merit points.
I watched it for a while before I gradually understood.
The previous ones are the division of strength levels, the so-called scholar level, division level, should refer to warlocks, warlocks.
Higher than the magician is the master of the magic way, and the master is subdivided into four levels, the beginner level, the middle level, the high level, the pinnacle, above the master of the magic path is the king, the specific division is the same as the grandmaster, and then there is the venerable.
As for Zhang, Wang, Li, and Zhao, I know that their status is the four judges in the underworld second only to the judge elder Cui, strictly speaking, they should be under the control of Lao Cui, and Lao Cui is directly responsible to Yan Jun, but from all kinds of conversations with the judge Lao Cui in the past, I think that the status of these four judges is similar to that of Lao Cui, but the weight of the words is not as heavy as his.
The four judges are Venerable, and Lao Cui is still in front of them, so doesn't that mean that above the Venerable is a saint?
I touched Ma Xiaoling with my elbow, and I didn't care if she would be like thunder, and asked, "Is there a saint above this Venerable?" ”
Ma Xiaoling glanced at me and said, "Who told you?" Above the Venerable is a half-saint, and above the half-saint is a saint. ”
I wondered, "Doesn't that mean that there are no demi-saints in the underworld?" ”
In my concept, the three giants of the underworld: Huangquan Dao Lord, Yan Jun, and the Lord of Reincarnation, including Xiao Lori and Lao Cui, they are all saints.
Ma Xiaoling retorted: "Of course there are half-saints in the underworld, your little Lori and that judge Lao Cui, the two of them are half-saints, just because of their status, they are all called saints, in fact, their strength is also at the level of half-saints." ”
Little Lori and Lao Cui turned out to be just half-saints?
It was so unexpected to me that I always thought they were saints.
What about the Jizo King Bodhisattva?
His status is above the triumvirate of the underworld, so he should be an ancient god above the saints, right?
Then I asked Ma Xiaoling if my conjecture was correct.
Ma Xiaoling shook her head and said: "The king of Jizo is still just a bodhisattva, he has not yet become a Buddha, the Buddha is generally an ancient god, and some are ancient giant gods, so the king of Jizo is just a saint, but his strength is far above the three giants of the underworld, but he has not gone beyond the scope of a saint." ”
I suddenly thought of something, and I was not angry: "You lied to me, right? If the Jizo King Bodhisattva is just a saint, then how did he abolish the three-headed divine dog? The three-headed divine dog is a mythical beast. ”
Since Little Lori dedicated the soul of the three-headed divine dog to the dragon and created the zombie supreme of the wind dust, if the three-headed divine dog is not an existence at the level of the ancient god, where does it come from?
Ma Xiaoling glanced around, and saw that the other passengers in the bus were napping and sleeping, and said meaningfully: "The three-headed divine dog is in terms of strength, it is the sequence of the ancient gods, and it is impossible for the Bodhisattva of the Earth King to destroy it, but if someone helps, it is not necessarily, and it can even be said to be easy." ”
Someone to help? Easy?
The only one who can easily destroy the ancient gods is a higher existence than this, could it be the bald old monk sitting in the west?
I whispered, "Could it be that the one from the West made a move?" ”
Ma Xiaoling said in a low voice: "What do you think? ”
Obediently, the strength of the West is an ancient giant god-level existence, if he makes a move, there will be no problem in killing the three-headed divine dog.
I didn't expect that the old monk who was compassionate was not so compassionate.
Something popped into my head.
Godhead?
The three-headed divine dog is a divine beast, there must be a godhead, and if it is destroyed, then its godhead will not fall into the hands of the bald old monk.
In this way, isn't the old monk equivalent to having a complete godhead?
I looked at Ma Xiaoling in surprise and said in a deep voice, "What about the godhead of the three-headed divine dog?" Could it be that the old monk got it? Wouldn't he be perfected in that case? ”
Ma Xiaoling looked at me suspiciously for a while before she said, "Do you really not understand or fake you don't understand?" Or are you making a fool of me? ”
I didn't quite understand the meaning of her words for a while, what meant that I was using her words, Lao Tzu really didn't understand whether it was good or not, and was carrying forward the fine tradition of asking if I didn't understand.
Ma Xiaoling saw from my expression that I didn't lie to her, I really didn't know anything, and her face softened a little: "It's not that two demigodheads can be combined to form a complete godhead... ”
I didn't expect Godhead to have such a special place, it seems to be complicated.
However, I also secretly admired the wisdom of the primordial godhead, and divided the complete godhead into two, as for who it was divided to, I think it must make them scratch their hearts, in other words, even if they get the godhead from another ancient giant god or the ancient god, when the time comes, if it doesn't match their own, it will be in vain, and they will just be happy.
I was terrified when I thought about it, didn't this lead to the formation of an alliance?
Two gods who don't match the godhead go together and go to find another god who matches one of their gods, two against one.
The third god must not be outdone, and will also look for allies, so that forces will arise, and there will be constant open and secret fighting.
I shared this idea with Ma Xiaoling.
Ma Xiaoling smiled and said, "If this is not the case, then wouldn't you grave keepers be unemployed?" Where does death come from without fighting? Without death, the tomb of the gods would not exist, and you must know that whether it is an ancient giant god or an ancient godhead, even if they only have half a godhead, their lives will be extremely long - let's put this topic aside for now, give me the paper, you wait for a moment. ”
Ma Xiaoling took the piece of paper that she had just thrown at me and began to add things.
Half a cigarette was handed to me again, and I took it and looked at it, and the more I looked at it, the more frightened I became.
Secretly scolding this is too perverted, right?
Sage: Yan Jun, the Lord of Reincarnation, the Lord of Yellow Springs, has a lifespan of 10,000 years.
Half-saint: Lao Cui, little Lori Huang Po, has a lifespan of 6,000 years.
Venerable: The other four judges, Zhang, Wang, Li, and Zhao, lived for three thousand years.
The pinnacle of kings: a product of yin, a thousand years of life.
High-level king: second-grade yin, lifespan of 800 years.
Middle-level king: three-grade yin, lifespan of 600 years.
Beginner King: Four grades of yin, lifespan of five hundred years.
Peak Grandmaster: Five grades of yin, lifespan of four hundred years.
High-level Grandmaster: Six-grade Yin, lifespan of three hundred years.
Intermediate Grandmaster: Seven grades of yin, life span of two hundred and fifty years.
Beginner Grandmaster: Eight grades of yin, lifespan of two hundred years.
Division: Nine grades of yin, life span of 150 years.
Sergeant level: ten grades of yin, life span of 120 years.
Ma Xiaoling looked at my surprised expression and smiled, "You now understand what we practice magic for, right?" In order to live longer, you can think about the fact that saints can still live for 10,000 years, not to mention those ancient gods, ancient gods, who live at least ten times as long as saints. ”
Ten times? Doesn't that mean that those gods can live for at least 100,000 years?
But what about 100,000 years from now? Could it be that he dies like an ordinary person, and when an ordinary person dies, he goes into a small box, and the god enters the tomb of the god?
I asked Ma if that was the case.
Ma Xiaoling said: "No, the gods in the tomb rarely die of old age, but more die of untimely death... And there is one thing that you will never think of, that is, the godhead of the ancient giant gods and the ancient gods that exist now, plus the godheads of the dead gods in the tomb of the gods, together, they cannot form a complete godhead, and there are still more incomplete godheads." ”
Yes?
I was amazed, how could this be? Doesn't it mean that the primordial gods split the once complete Godhead in two? How is it that all the Godheads of God are still incomplete when combined?
I suddenly thought of a possibility, could it be that the primordial gods did not use all the godheads for the gods, but deliberately left a part of the godheads?
Damn, the primordial gods are so cunning.