The thirty-six layers of hell are cloudy and foggy......

Sang Ming yawned, but his eyes were still closed, and he lazily stretched out his hands to rub his loose eyes—suddenly he froze, and suddenly he got up and opened his eyes in shock: it turned out that he was covered with long beards, his fluffy hair almost dragged to the ground, and the yellow cheeks on his face floated to the toes...... Completely a sloppy old man. Sang Ming thought it was a dream, but he pinched his thigh hard, but it hurt, it was true-this sloppy old man with long hair was himself.

How could Sang Ming accept the astonishing reality, he raised his hands and pounded his head violently, kicked around and smashed things desperately to vent his indignation, he kept screaming and screaming and running around - but unfortunately he never wanted to get back the time that had passed here......

Until he stumbled and fell into the hot spring, the sultry hot water overflowed his head, and suddenly he seemed to find an inexplicable feeling - constantly hitting his heart.

He simply sat in the water, letting the veins ripple and play with his skin, and let the mist rise on the surface of the spring to erode his soul...... He finally calmed down...... I finally remembered the situation I had appeared in - I was in the thirty-six layers of hell, one day in the yang world, here is a hundred years, and I came to practice at the order of Guanyin Bodhisattva...... I understand everything.

How dare he be casual, get up from the hot spring in a wet manner, return to the "house" where the light is like the world, and open the frame to perform the immortal Dafa. I don't know if I don't try, I am scared when I try, and my luck is really blocked everywhere, and I am no longer as handy as before.

At this time, I can't help but be grateful to Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Sang Ming opened the "White Book of Heaven", and it is not difficult to understand the pictures and texts. After reading it three times, he knew that there were twelve great laws in the Book of Heaven, which were mysterious and all-encompassing, which made Sang Ming speechless.

He didn't dare to be lazy anymore, for fear of accidentally falling asleep again. Holding the book of heaven and looking around, I wanted to find a comfortable place to start cultivating. When he was undecided, suddenly a golden light shot directly into his eyes, and when he looked at it, he saw that it was a black basin that was shining with dazzling light, as if calling him.

Sang Ming was surprised, stepped forward and slapped it twice, and the strange basin instantly stopped shining...... But from the outer edge of the pelvic floor, a dignified yin qi emerged, curling up...... Without waiting for Sang Ming to react, a beam of colorful phantom light shot out of thin air above the strange basin, illuminating the black basin with auspicious light.

Sang Ming was reluctant to walk away, and after careful inspection, he found that there seemed to be words on the outer edge of the basin, but it was covered with thick gray dirt and could not be seen clearly. He couldn't help but laugh dumbly: This strange pot is not a false name, and it is also an extraordinary thing, and today's appearance makes me bump into it...... Is it providence!

In fact, this is the will of heaven, not specially arranged by Guanyin Bodhisattva, everything is attributed to the creation of Sangming, to the Langlang world, and to the creation of Furong.

It turns out that the origin of this inconspicuous "yin-yang basin" is not simple. He was made by Pangu who raised the essence of the eighty-six layers of heaven and earth of yin and yang when he opened the heavens and the earth, and asked the god Nuwa to work together to refine it. At that time, there was no distinction between men and women, only yin and yang, yin and female, yang and male, Pangu politely took yin as the first to take the "yin and yang basin", and Nuwa God also boldly entrusted this basin to Pangu for safekeeping.

Years later, the sky suddenly fell to the west. Pangu was annoyed, but because he only had the ability to open the sky but had no repair skills, he had no choice but to ask Nuwa God for help, and she used the powder left over from the refining of the "Yin Yang Basin" to match the dragon phlegm, phoenix liquid, and more than 100 kinds of noble and lowly things to make up for the collapsed sky.

Pangu was overjoyed, and with great gratitude, he gave the "yin and yang basin" that he regarded as precious as life and got along day and night to Nuwa God. She couldn't refuse, but she didn't get along with the "yin and yang basin" day and night like Pangu.

Later, Pangu and Nuwa were both successful and retired, and there was no news...... During this period, heaven and earth underwent an earth-shaking transformation - from primitive to civilized, from scattered to centralized, from beasts to human beings...... However, this "yin and yang basin", which even the Jade Emperor and other people of insight wanted, is now unknowingly and unconsciously placed in front of Sang Ming......

Of course, Sang Ming didn't know about this mystery, he just admired it, and he guessed that sitting in the basin and cultivating might get twice the result with half the effort, and later proved that his conjecture was right.

The next cultivation almost killed him.

At that time, Sang Ming could be said to be an extraordinary mongrel, and he had to fade into a blank person in order to absorb the Dafa of the "White Book of Heaven" that combines yin and yang. Everyone knows that yin and yang are different, but Sang Ming wants to integrate yin and yang...... It's easier said than done.

At the beginning, Sang Ming felt that his internal organs were misshaped...... The fluid of blood and blood all over the body, and the marrow in the bones are like turbulent waves, constantly tumbling and impacting...... The only thing you can see is a pitch-black stone wall...... He seemed to be in an abyss, stuffy and dizzy, cold and hot, swollen and painful, numb and itchy, sleepy and tired...... There was a blank space in front of him, mixed with a little dazzling Venus around his body, and all kinds of sultry and deadly strange shapes and strange smells were overwhelming...... Invading the body and attacking unscrupulously......

Sang Ming's whole body shrank, his ideology paused, and a sultry voice came from his ears: Collect the merits, collect the merits, the unity of yin and yang is unprecedented, it is simply delusional, and it is less guilty to harvest the merits early......

The muddy Sang Ming, the only remaining pitiful mind in the nerve center with feelings, persistently resisted: it was better to die than to reap the rewards......

...... Fortunately, the fate of the body is controlled by the nervous mind after all, and it has to be tortured......

It can really be described as:

Sits on yin and yang to cultivate divine skills, not afraid of hardships and the moon.

The white book of heaven is a secret method, and the combination of yin and yang is unparalleled.

Shouldering the life and death of the world, the will must be strong, not child's play.

Lie on the salary and taste the courage and hardship, and then show your power on the day of success.

The majestic mountains are towering and continuous, and the aura has always been famous. After the Eight Yi Gods and the disciples settled down and made great achievements, they became more famous all over the world. The Eight Easy Gods have no quarrel with the world by cultivating and weaving, and often help the surrounding people with small favors, and it didn't take long for the originally desolate Baili Hengshan to become lively. Especially after the water was cut off, the people around Hengshan not only had a lot of people, but they were increasing day by day, and there were two reasons, one was that Hengshan had long admired the prestige of Hengshan and escaped the catastrophe with this aura. The second is that the Eight Easy Gods will give alms with a little drop of water on the first day of the first month of the month.

There is a Wangjiazhuang at the foot of Hengshan, and his existence is earlier than the settlement of the Eight Yi Gods.

The owner is steady and bold, fair, and deeply loved and supported by the village and its neighbors. However, in the eyes of the young man, his niece seems to be more famous than him.

The niece Qinggu raised by the owner was born a beautiful child, as she grew up at the age of one year, the more beautiful she grew, the smarter she became, and the childless couple held it in her hand for fear of falling, and she was afraid of melting in her mouth.

But Qinggu is like a tomboy, she never sticks to her identity as a girl, and runs out all day long with nothing to do, attracting young men from a radius of dozens of miles to follow. Qinggu never paid attention to any of the guys behind her buttocks, and yelled at them until the other party fled in all directions.

Despite this, there are always groups of young men gathered outside the gate of the owner's courtyard every day.

On this day, the door of the main courtyard of the village was closed, and Qinggu was not seen coming out at noon. The boring guys who didn't farm and didn't farm and lived their lives got together and shouted: "It looks like he must be sick, why don't you come out for a walk if you don't have a 'crazy beauty'?"

"How can it be, Qingguren's beauty is higher, how can a mere illness be able to possess her, I think eighty percent of them are far away. ”

"!"

An ugly guy with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks walking straight out came out to speak: "I saw her coming from the other side of the mountain with a worried look in Zhuangkou the evening before yesterday, and I wanted to ask her what was unhappy, but ...... But I didn't dare to ask, but her look really broke my heart, so I kept waiting here for her to come out and ask again, but I never saw her shadow. ”

As soon as the ugly boy's voice fell, everyone laughed loudly, pointed to his nose and laughed: "The toad wants to eat swan meat - shame, shame, shame." ”

The young man stepped aside and didn't dare to look up.

There was a lot of noise outside the door of the owner's house, but the house was surprisingly quiet.

The thing is that the owner's precious niece Qinggu, who returned from the mountains the day before yesterday and locked herself in the boudoir, not eating or drinking, shouting and shouting, and not knocking.

My aunt couldn't help it, so she asked my uncle to pry open the door and take a look inside, and was so frightened that she almost cried: "He's ...... The girl sat motionless on the bed for fear of hitting an evil spirit!"

The uncle was stunned, and he also went through the crack in the door to look in, but he couldn't see anything clearly, and his old eyes were dizzy.

"This ...... What can I do?" My aunt was heartbroken, wiping her tears, and blaming my uncle, "It's all your fault for spoiling her and letting her run around, the world is not peaceful, and eighty percent of them have encountered something evil......

"No," the uncle was even more anxious, beating his chest for a moment, "Ten percent, ten percent is an evil one." Madam, don't alarm her yet, to prevent the evil dog from jumping off the wall and harming my son. Ah Long, you quickly back up the gift and go to Hengshan to visit the third master, and say that there are 100,000 urgent matters, please come to him. ”

Since the Eight Yi Gods settled in Hengshan, the owner of Wang Zhuang was the first group of people to respect them. Later, with the fame of the Eight Yi Gods, the relationship between Wang Zhuang and them became closer, and the most admired and compatible with his major disciples, Wang Zhuang was unbreakable......

Because of this relationship, it is difficult to be more concerned about the people of Wangjiazhuang, and they have to turn around a few times every three or five times.

It is difficult to come in a sedan chair today, which makes the owner and his wife a little surprised.

Ah Long said with emotion: "The difficult immortal master was unwell, lying at home to rest, and learned that the owner of the village had something to do. ”

"Where, where," Wu Po got off the sedan chair with the support of the little maid, "I don't have to make a fuss when I encounter a small illness." Master Wang, just listen to what Ah Long said, I don't know ......"

The owner of Wang Zhuang was very grateful, and he grasped the unbreakable hand and said: "I really deserve to be a good immortal master of our people, cough, I really don't know that the third master is sick like this, if it weren't for the girl's strange thing, I really can't bear to speak." ”

"What's wrong with Qinggu......"

"Alas!" After the owner of Wang Zhuang gave up his seat, he showed a bitter expression, "It's all because I am too spoiled by her and lack of discipline." No, the day before yesterday, she went to the mountains to hang out and bumped into evil spirits, and she has stayed in the room until now...... How is this a good ......" Before he finished speaking, he burst into tears.

Listening quietly, he suddenly realized something. Meng Yi frowned and got up and said, "Let's take a look and make a conclusion." ”

The owner of the Wang Zhuang hurriedly got up and went to the front of the Qinggu boudoir together.

The boudoir was closed, silent, and lifeless.

It is difficult to break it, and when he arrived at the boudoir, he was shocked by what he saw. What he saw was not an empty space, but the most sensitive and familiar immortal qi...... He watched Qinggu grow up, and he didn't doubt Qinggu's pure mortal body...... He really couldn't imagine how a mortal little girl could be stained with the word "immortal......

"Also...... Is there any salvation?"

The owner of Wang Zhuang was waiting on the side with his heart, and he was stunned when he saw the difficulty, and he was even more anxious, and kept urging questions.

"Creation ......"

It was difficult to say these three words, and no matter how much the owner of the king begged, he no longer spit out a word. Of course, he understood the principle that the heavenly machine should not be revealed.

The owner of the Wang Zhuang was confused, and he cried with him: "What kind of transformation do you make like this, you will die." ”

It was difficult to tell some words when he went out: "Qinggu has met a nobleman, don't disturb her, let alone go out, everything is subject to the arrangement of heaven's will." ”

A basin of lukewarm water was poured on the head of the owner of Wang Zhuang, and he felt cold in his heart: even the difficult immortal master is like this, and his uncle is even more powerless......

Eight Changing Divine Retreats.

Laughing silently and becoming idle, he is the most scheming and optimistic, in fact, it is better to be a wandering fairy according to his temperament.

When he stepped into the door, he was smiling silently and taking the wine that had been stored for a long time in the cave.

"It's better to come early than to come by chance, big brother, you still hide this goods!"

The two brothers are the best, and they don't talk about anything.

Xiao Silent was overjoyed to see that it was difficult to break it, and immediately put out the dishes, and suddenly asked: "Third brother, your internal injuries have not healed, this wine is not in the way, right?"

It was hard to laugh, "Just rely on the tricks of the fourth child to restrain me for a few days, and I will be fine yesterday." ”

Laughing silently, as the boss, he didn't want to reveal this unpleasant past, so he diverted the topic and started drinking with him.

They started from the life of the Heavenly Palace in the past, and then talked about the strange things of today, and then talked about the Eight Yi Gods, the Xiren Gods, Sang Ming and themselves......

When it comes to having nothing to talk about, it is difficult to dig out the strange things of Wangjiazhuang Qinggu from the bottom of my heart.

Laughing silently, he was already drunk, and he didn't seem to believe that there was such a thing as creation: "Just kidding, how can he come from this thousand-year-old creation ...... if he is not close to the Heavenly Palace?"

It was difficult to break it, but the more he thought about it, the clearer it became, and then the topic continued: "It's a coincidence, I heard Master Wang say that Qinggu has changed uncharacteristically after returning from the mountains. This position is where we fought with Sang Ming a few days ago, and it is also where you missed Sang Ming, big brother!"

Laughing silently, he was stunned for a moment, and then he woke up more than half of the wine: "What does the third brother mean, could it be that Sang Ming is attached to Qinggu's body - invisible cultivation?"

Unable to break the ground and shook his head:

"It's hard to say, but it's not unguarded. ”

Laughing silently, he lowered his head and drank the stuffy wine for a long time, and suddenly spoke: "I have done evil! When is the time for retribution! Now I have involved the lady who begged for rain." I'm afraid this nest of porridge will get more and more mushy the more it is cooked. ”

"That's right, when we were in the Heavenly Palace, we were like a family with the Greek gods and apprentices, if it wasn't for Raba's instigation, who would have ended up like this?"

"It should be Laba who should be looking for him—but Master will never let go of the Greek God. ”

His loathing to the status quo grew, and as the war escalated, his rebellion intensified—he was a filial man through and through, and he had no choice but to go against his will on his conscience.

After drinking all the wine he had, he patted his ass and left. He seems to be more silent than laughing, without revealing any personal emotions, and he seems to be confident about everything.

Lost a left arm.

Crying without tears and heartbroken, he was still annoyed by the indifferent attitude of Bayi God: Fucking bleeding and breaking your arm for you, he didn't show it at all, and he didn't sympathize at all......

He solemnly buried his broken arm in front of the door, and his heart was at ease. He no longer had the heart to serve the Eight Yi Gods, and hid in the house all day long, bent on how to avenge the broken arm.

During this period, almost no one came to his door except Zhang Yiqing, who was drilling on all sides, and at first he looked down on Zhang Yiqing, but Zhang Yiqing's sycophants and bending gauge made him get out of the fog.

"Second brother, you are the best of our Hengshan, and you are the most willing to do your best, but no, you are more seriously injured than anyone else this time. Alas, we are all like the second brother - nothing can be done. ”

After crying without tears, he seemed to have found some balance, and his words to Zhang Yiqing changed from being against the ear to being pleasant. He began to appreciate it: this sycophant spirit is not reusable, but it can be used......

Within a few days, when a plan that was painstakingly managed by crying without tears was put into practice, Zhang Yiqing was really used.

In fact, he is not as good as others, and he and Zhang Yiqing are just getting together one by one. He first sent Zhang Yiqing to the world to recruit a hundred boys.

At this time, the world is difficult to find ants, and children are easy to find. With Zhang Yiqing's three-inch tongue, it didn't take much effort to deceive hundreds of children from his father and mother, who were happy to find a way to live.

The crying compound is lively. The little boy was noisy and noisy, and they were all scolding Zhang Yiqing for deceiving people, saying that there was water to drink in Hengshan, but in the end there was no water at all, and they were shouting that they had to run......

There was no way to cry without tears, so he said with a cheeky face that he had advanced half a bowl of water, and the little boy who tasted the water suddenly smiled, and he didn't make any noise and looked forward to drinking it again tomorrow.

Adding a hundred mouths and crying without tears is a bit unbearable. He revised the "Boy Scout" plan in time, and everything was done as quickly as possible to cultivate them into combat effectiveness and fight for themselves. He thought that the Eight Yi Gods would still rely on his "Boy Scouts" to serve him in the future, and he imagined that the "Boy Scouts" would become the first main team in Yokoyama, and he hoped that his prestige would be higher than anyone else's, even the Eight Yi Gods.

As a result, he was so busy that he didn't have any fart kung fu, and he circled around the boy all day long. This is good with Zhang Yiqing of the buttocks, because he can't let go of his hands because he can't cry without tears, he has to reuse him.

On the evening of the third day when the boy was recruited, he found Zhang Yiqing without tears: "Do you know how to do it?"

"Second brother, I Zhang Yiqing don't talk big, this way of learning is endless, who dares to say that he understands, just know a little bit about it!"

"Would you like to do something with me?"

Zhang Yiqing bowed beside him early like a shrimp. As soon as I heard this, my eyes lit up, and the blood rushed to my head - the second brother finally let me take a picture. The "Sycophant Sutra" that he has worked hard to learn in the past few days has not been learned in vain, and he is very excited.

"Second brother, the day ...... After you call me to face east, I ...... Never to the west, even if it is to the knife mountain...... Under the sea of fire...... Never give up. ”

Crying without tears, he was very satisfied, took out a piece of white paper from his arms and handed it to Zhang Yiqing. Zhang Yiqing took it and was stunned - what kind of thing was drawn on this paper, it looked like a big cake stained with sesame seeds at a rough glance, and it was densely packed with words on it carefully.

Zhang Yiqing looked sideways, looked vertically, and turned over...... Reverse the ...... After watching it for a long time, I was dizzy and couldn't see any clue - I was ashamed, and my face was red and embarrassed: "This is ...... What kind of book is it?"

Crying without tears and smiling disdainfully: "Tianshu, you overestimate me too much, how can your second brother have the level of creating Tianshu." He whispered again: "This is the formation diagram that has taken me several days of hard work. ”

"Second brother, you ...... You give me this formation diagram, I'll ...... I don't know?"

"!" Crying without tears and pausing to smile, "This formation diagram is based on the 'Yin Cloud Arch Heaven Method' created and researched in the Heavenly Palace in the past, and he dominates the overall situation from the Yin and Yang instruments, and moves the whole body with one move...... You still know a thing or two, and you can't see the gossip map clearly. ”

Zhang Yiqing hurriedly changed his words: "Actually, I understand the second brother at this point, that's it, gossip array, how did I look away just now." ”

"Well, you must place them exactly in the direction shown in the picture before the sun rises tomorrow, so that the hundred boys can absorb the first sun of heaven and earth. If you don't put it well, be careful with your head. Crying without tears, he shook his empty sleeves and left.

Zhang Yiqing can't leave. He, a flamboyant man, doesn't know a single word, and he dares to boast that he understands the law - he wants to save face.

He spread out the white paper, which looked like a "big cake"! I don't understand why crying without tears must be said to be a "gossip array." He racked his brains and meditated, and at this time he regretted that he had forgotten to learn some scriptures, and he had just made do with it.

At this time, I was thinking more about whether the second brother would want his own head if he couldn't put up a gossip array early tomorrow morning. As soon as he thought of this layer, he was inexplicably annoyed, and he wanted to die headlonging......

When I was anxious, I suddenly heard a rush of footsteps behind me...... Zhang Yiqing was stunned, suspected of crying without tears to urge - he pinched the "big cake" tightly in his hand and was so frightened that he didn't dare to turn his head back, and the beads of sweat the size of beans were pouring out under the night breeze, pretending to be waiting for a painstaking meditation......

"Steward Zhang, is it Steward Zhang? Are you sitting here in the shade?"

Zhang Yiqing breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, turned around and glanced at it: "It turned out to be the two of you, why did you send it so late, send it quickly and don't starve them." ”

The two prison guards were terrified, and they carried the rice bucket straight to the back mountain.

When they left, Zhang Yiqing, who was standing in a daze, suddenly smiled: "Hey! How did I forget him!" As he spoke, he caught up with the two prison officers, and the two prison officers were shocked: "Steward Zhang, you ...... You ......"

"Well, I haven't been to visit for a few days, and I don't know if there's anything wrong with them, so let's go and see if there's anything wrong with them. ”

"Steward Zhang is really sensitive to the situation. The old prisoner smiled and complimented.

Not to be outdone, the little prison officer said: "Steward Zhang is really our reborn parent, he cares for our subordinates, and even the prisoners are not arrogant and contemptuous, so I will never finish learning." ”

Zhang Yiqing knew that they were patting their own sycophants, but when he heard it, not only was it not awkward, but it was beautiful, and he couldn't help but sigh to himself: Although sycophants are a smoke that confuses people, it is also a rare medicine. At that moment, he pretended to be a gesture and said to his subordinates: "We are all servants of the Eight Easy Gods, and we are just different from you, and we all perform our duties for Hengshan. Although the two of them in the Shengxian Cave are temporarily detained here, they are nobles in the world, and you must not take it lightly. ”

"That nature, that nature. The two prison guards nodded their heads and bowed their waists.

Master Yuankun was not surprised to see Zhang Yiqing, but he shouted without regret: "You hat-wearing man is here, let me ask you, when did you lock us up?"

Zhang Yiqing had something else to think about today, and his words were particularly cautious and polite: "It's fast, it's fast, it's hard for us to break the third brother has been waiting for your business to wait for the Bayi God switch, and the third brother will definitely let you go." "Zhang Yiqing's words are rich in connotation, let them go in a few days, I will definitely go to thank them, words touching me Zhang are not all good words, it is difficult for the third brother not to be impressed by me. If they don't let go, they will kill them, let them go to the west with a stomach full of complaints, and it is better to resent him to death......

After the two prison guards cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, Zhang Yiqing pulled Master Yuankun and whispered: "Master, there is something to ask for today, can you take the opportunity to speak." ”

Master Yuan Kun was stunned, he would come to me for something, could it be a trap...... But then he thought about it, he himself was in a trap, and if he wanted his own life, he could take it at any time, and he couldn't make a mistake in trying to design any game.

He followed Zhang Yiqing out of the Shengxian Cave. Outside, the night wind was blowing, the stars were high and the moon was bright, Master Yuan Kun took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it—he felt that his mood was suddenly brightened, and his heart was relaxed...... At this time, he did not have a premonition that a catastrophe was coming, on the contrary, he saw a glimmer of hope and hope from his mood and Zhang Yiqing's words and expressions.