Chapter 2: The Ten Temples of Yama
The ancestral hall of the Yan clan was at the foot of the big mountain that Yan Yun had seen before, and when the master and servants arrived, the sun was about to reach the middle of the day, and the Song clan did not dare to delay, so they picked up Yan Yun and walked inside.
At the end of the square, more than 100 children stood under the scorching sun, even if they were only six years old, they were in the age of lively and active, but they were all quiet at the moment, no one moved, and no one spoke.
Song put down Yan Yun at this end of the square, pointed to the group of children at the other end, Yan Yun tidied up the wrinkled clothes, walked quickly to the front of the group of children, and stood with his back to the children in the middle.
In front of him was a step made of white jade, dozens of steps, and at the end of the steps was a platform, and there were already many people standing on it at this moment, all of these people Yan Yun knew, and they were all the people in power of the Yan clan, and one of them was Yan Yun's father, Yan Tao.
Yan Tao, dressed in purple, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, but there was an anxious look between his eyebrows, and Yan Tao was very worried that his son had not appeared for a long time, if it were not for his duty as the head of the family, how could he still stay here quietly, until Yan Yun appeared in front of the team, his expression relaxed. I looked carefully at my son at the bottom of the steps, and saw that there was nothing abnormal on his body, and his hanging heart finally let go.
It's no wonder that Yan Tao is not stable enough, just because Qiling is a lifetime for a person, and it is ten million times more important than entering the hall.
glared at his son at the bottom of the stairs fiercely, but found that his son's expression was as usual, obviously disapproving of his gaze, Yan Tao retracted his gaze very unsuccessfully, and his expression became much more solemn at this moment.
"To the ancestor Yama Tianzi founded the Yan family, it has been more than 100,000 years, in these more than 100,000 years, our Yan family has spread out its branches and leaves, the population is more than 10,000,000, distributed in various branches, all over the Huangquan country, there are people who eat in brocade clothes and jade, and there are also those who are not in danger. Even our lineage, thousands of years ago, was only struggling in this Huangquan country, and the clansmen were only one hundred or ten, just because of the martial arts of our ancestors, relying on swords and blood, to open up the current prosperity for our Yan clan. This place is the ancestral hall of my Yan family, for the ancestors who fought for my Yan family. Therefore, when you come here, you should be grateful and never be disrespectful to your ancestors. Yan Tao said eloquently, his voice was not high, but it spread all over the square of thousands of square meters.
With Yan Tao's words, the square, which was still a little noisy, instantly quieted down, and a solemn color rose in the square.
Seeing the solemn crowd, Yan Tao nodded with satisfaction, and continued: "Today is the annual day of the initiation of the spirit of my Yan clan in the Great Wilderness, and anyone who has reached the age of six in my Yan clan, regardless of the son of a family guard, a slave gardener, and anyone with the blood of my Yan clan, can participate in the initiation. ”
Speaking of this, Yan Tao turned around, and the Yan rulers who were standing with him also followed his movements, and at the same time turned around, facing away from everyone, and in front of him was a vermilion gate that was one foot high. Looking at this gate, Yan Tao's expression became more and more solemn, he took a deep breath, and shouted: "Today, I, Yan Tao, lead all the people of my family to lead one hundred and fifty-eight six-year-old children with the blood of the Yan family here, and respectfully ask the elder of the pavilion to enlighten his spirit." ”
"Greetings to the elder!" shouted in unison from the people in the square.
The heavy vermilion gate slowly opened, and eight men in black tight-fitting suits came out from inside, staggering past Yan Tao and the others, and walked to both sides of the steps to stand quietly. A man in a white robe came out.
"Hello Pavilion Boss!" Seeing the visitor, everyone at the platform hurriedly bowed and said hello.
However, the children under the steps were a little commotion at this time, and even Yan Yun at the front of the line showed a surprised look.
This person has thick eyebrows and big eyes, smooth skin without a trace of wrinkles, long black hair tied back his head, if it weren't for the hint of time in his eyes, even if he is a young man, it is not an exaggeration, how can he not be an old word.
This man nodded and responded to Yan Tao's salute, ignoring the commotion of the children in the audience, and walked to the middle of the platform by himself, and sat down cross-legged.
"Ten thousand years ago, the ancestors of the human race were born in this world and multiplied, but because the ancestors were weak, there were fierce beasts rampant, and the ancestors were like ants today, and they were terrified all day long. Until tens of thousands of years ago, the human race gave birth to ten masters, created a cultivation method, refined skin and flesh through the bones, five internal organs, and flesh golden pills, so that the ancestors gradually became stronger, and finally stood at the top of the world. The ancestors remembered the ten masters, set it up as the king, and worshiped every day, and the ten kings were the king of Qinguang, the king of Chujiang, the emperor of Song, the king of Wuguan, the king of Yama, the king of Biancheng, the king of Taishan, the king of the city, the king of equality, and the king of the wheel. And I, the Yan family, are the descendants of the king of Yama, and when you enlighten your soul today and start the path of cultivation, you should be diligent and progressive, and you must not weaken the reputation of your ancestors. Speaking of this, the man glanced at the children in the audience, and after retracting his gaze, his expression was a little disappointed. I can't help but think that the ancestors have been tens of thousands of years ago, and the ancestor's bloodline is getting thinner and thinner, and without the help of the ancestor's bloodline, it is not so easy to go too far.
"Ten Hall Yama!" Yan Yun frowned at the bottom of the steps, thinking to himself.
In the past, he thought that people would become ghosts after death, and they would take the Yellow Spring Road and step into the underworld, where there were ten halls of Yama to judge people's merits, and eighteen layers of hell to punish sins.
Even six years ago, he was born here with the memory of his previous life, and he once thought that this place was still the yang world, but a different world, because he was conceived in October, and there are sun, moon and stars here, spring, summer, autumn and winter are completely different from the legendary underworld.
It wasn't until he understood the language of this world, knew the words of this world, knew the country of Huangquan with the name of Huangquan, knew the ten kings with the same name as the Ten Palaces of Yama, and many more had the same names as the legendary Netherworld Hell, so he was confused and didn't know whether he was a human or a ghost.
"After all, who's dungeon is just a legend, and no one has really seen it, maybe I'm a ghost. Yan Yun laughed to himself.
"What is Qiling?" A loud shout sounded like thunder in everyone's ears, and in an instant, some of the distracted children under the steps came back to their senses, including Yan Yun, who was thinking about the Ten Halls of Yama.
"Enlightenment is to open a bridge of communication between the cultivator and the spirit, so that he can feel the spirit, so as to attract the spirit into the body, plant the seed of the spirit in the body, and thus cultivate his own body. And cultivation is the path of human advancement, a realm of refining skin and flesh through the bones, making it very flexible, when the skin and flesh through the bone cultivation is completed, at this time there are thousands of catties of strength, and all iron can not be injured. At this time, cultivation starts from the outside in, and begins to cultivate the five internal organs, so that they are not afraid of the heavy hammer of the body, which is the second realm of cultivation. When the cultivation of the five internal organs and six internal organs is completed, the inside and outside are the same, and at this time, its power is dissolved into one, which is the cultivation of the three realms and the fusion realm. This realm is cultivated, the strength is mellow as one, and there is a thunder crash when punching, although the mountain cannot be opened, the cracked stone is more than enough. At this time, new blood is derived from the bone marrow, the blood is like red gold, and a drop can be pierced through the stone, which is the fourth realm of moving blood, also known as the marrow washing realm. After the blood transfer is completed, the attributes of gold, wood, water, fire and earth are born inside, and when the struggle can be turned into flames and water dragons, the phenomena of various attributes are different, and there will be no more to say at this moment, and the life span of people in this realm has increased greatly, and they can easily live more than two hundred years old, and the cultivators at this time are already considered to be beyond the ordinary, which is called the transcendent realm. People in the transcendent realm, as their cultivation deepens, perceives the nature of the Great Dao, and then controls the surrounding spirits from the inside to the outside, forming a realm formed by their own will, in this realm, the cultivator is like a god, and can easily control the life and death of others inside, and this realm is the realm of divine power. The elder of the pavilion said eloquently, looking at the children below who began to wander again, thinking of these things, the adults in their family may have already talked about it, and the elder pavilion on the steps suddenly had no desire to continue, and commanded the men in black robes standing on the left and right of the steps: "Let's start!"
The elder stood up, turned around and walked towards the ancestral hall.
The men in dark suits who were originally standing on both sides of the steps came to the children at this time, guided the group of children up the steps, and then entered the ancestral hall one after another.