Chapter Seventy-Two: Tracing the Past
Although he had figured out the origin of Fang Tian's halberd, Tang Gun always felt that something was wrong here, the man named Aoba had appeared in his memory many times, and it was not normal at all. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
In order to find out the truth, he had to spend a thousand points to go back in time, trace back to the source, and even point to the truth!
This is a dimly lit world, where ghosts cry wolf howls from time to time, and you can even see hurried black shadows wandering back and forth, because this is - Nine Shadows!
Tang Gun was shocked in his heart: "The Netherworld of the Sub-Realm?"
Last time, Tang Gun and the others had a lot of trouble in the Western Demon Domain, and they had a more mysterious place in their hearts, and Tang Gun was confident that there was no way to ignore this gap.
No matter how beautiful he was in life, he eventually became a lonely ghost under the Yellow Spring, and all the cause and effect still depend on the judgment of Yama.
Great benevolent people have immeasurable merits, they can enter the way of heaven and humanity, the way of the world, the path of Shura, and the path of hell, and after death, they rush into the reincarnation of the rich and noble family, or the cultivation of the true sect (you can fly to the immortal realm in the future), or seek an official and a half-position in the underworld.
Great evildoers, eighteen layers of hell are waiting for you, and I believe that those who enforce the law will talk to them about their ideals in life.
The ratio of good and evil is not very exaggerated, and the kind that is a little bit more good can enter the Hungry Ghost Dao Animal Dao and the Hungry Ghost Dao, and reflect on your own mistakes.
There are many good people, but they are not great evil people, or ordinary people, who can enter the human world to accumulate merits.
It's strange to say that a certain Tsing Yi Taoist is not in these ranges.
The murderous aura of his body gathers but does not disperse, but his body is full of golden light, and he thinks he is the reincarnation of a certain god, but in fact he is a mortal, a mortal who died after cultivation.
Qingye Patriarch, the originator of Qingyunmen, the peerless ruthless man who holds the bones of the corpse of the immortal at his feet.
Don't look at his kind eyes and eyebrows, but you can't be a ruthless immortal.
After years of cultivation, he still can't escape the constraints of reincarnation.
Aoba was depressed, he didn't do much and died, this god is a fucking joke.
Tang Gun was also very depressed, and after querying through the system, he couldn't figure out that such a wanted character didn't carry Zhu Xian with him, and he waited like an idiot like an idiot.
Soon, a small ghost floated in front of Aoba Patriarch.
The imp was holding a steel fork, but his body was trembling.
Not only the little ghosts, but all the ghosts around Aoba are trembling and running away from the Aoba Patriarch.
Aoba stroked his long beard and muttered: "It is worthy of being a Zhu Xian, the murderous aura is so strong, if it is really that Zhu Xian, how murderous it should be!"
That's right, Aoba knows that the Zhu Immortal is actually a fake and shoddy product, and its real name is actually called "Breaking Thunder Sword", which is the essence blood of Chi You in a certain innate cold pool that has been settled into a blood jade for countless years, and was later obtained by a certain scattered immortal, and it was sacrificed to become a sword.
When this sword was born, it was attacked by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, and it was lucky to cross it, so it was given the name: Breaking Thunder!
Because this sword is extremely powerful, the scattered immortal used this sword to kill his strong enemy, and it is said that he also killed immortals, so he changed his name: Zhu Xian!
Later, the Scattered Immortals were affected by the evil aura inside the sword and lost their minds, leading to a series of killings. In the end, the divine thunder descended and cut off Zhu Xian, and the scattered immortals were also split into ashes by the thunder, and Zhu Xian disappeared.
When Aoba became enlightened, he was fortunate to learn its origin, and used his powerful mana to repair the immortals, and used it to ambush the enemies of the four sides of Qingyun Mountain.
In the end, what did you expect...
Qingye's body is dyed with a strong murderous and evil aura, and if he doesn't enter the six realms of reincarnation, he can't be a petty official in the underworld.
The little ghost trembled and said, "Immortal... Long... Hades, please!"
Aoba bowed to the little ghost and said, "Lead the way!"
The imp answered, and floated away.
"Is the old man so terrible?" Aoba didn't like it, but he still drifted in and followed.
The strange thing is that Aoba's body in the mortal world has been dissolved, but Aoba's current body is like a substance.
Soon, Aoba saw the middle-aged man with a bloated body and a full beard, presumably he was the king of Hades.
Hades sat on the high hall and looked down at Aoba, and his heart was also furious, Aoba's murderous aura was too terrifying.
Hades asked with a serious face, "Who is in the hall?"
Aoba arched his hand and said: "Poor Dao Aoba Daoist!"
"Bold! Don't kneel down when you see Hades!"
Aoba looked for prestige, but saw that it was the red-robed young man holding a book and a pen behind the king of Hades, and there was no doubt that it was the judge.
Aoba's eyes flashed, staring firmly into the judge's eyes.
The judge's heart tightened, and he only saw that there were countless people dying and wailing in his eyes. The blood-red world, the dried blood all over the ground, the broken arms and legs...
Shura Hell!
The judge only felt that the things in his eyes were inferior to the Shura Hell, and his back was already wet with sweat.
Aoba slowly retracted his gaze, looked at Hades calmly and said, "I don't know what Hades is looking for me?"
Hades smiled hypocritically and asked, "It's strange, your name is not on the book of life and death, I wonder if the immortal chief can explain a thing or two?"
"Jump out of the Three Realms, not among the Five Elements!" Aoba said with a skipped look.
Hades looked at Aoba and said cautiously: "Immortals can enter reincarnation and join the rich family, but because your karma is relatively large, we can't help it, I don't know..."
Aoba smiled: "You don't have to worry about this, I'll figure it out." ”
The king of Hades asked with some reluctance: "I wonder if the immortal chief intends to seek an official position in the underworld?"
Aoba naturally knew what Hades was thinking, it was nothing more than acting as a thug or something.
You know, let a cow man who restrains ghosts sit in the underworld, and believe that any bastard who doesn't have long eyes dares to provoke, Aoba can completely release the murderous aura that haunts the ghosts.
Aoba didn't want to offend Hades, so he made an excuse and said: "Poor Dao likes to be light all his life, I understand Hades' kindness, and when I get tired of the world, I'll give Hades an answer!"
Unexpectedly, the king of Yama believed it and thought that Aoba just wanted to go to the worldly reincarnation to see it and come back to be a thug, so he was naturally very happy in his heart.
"Then there is a Lao Immortal Grow!" Hades said to the little ghost under the high hall: "Take the Immortal to reincarnation!"
"Yes!" the little ghost made a gesture of please to Aoba with a shudder, and then quickly floated out.
Aoba bowed his hand to Hades and floated out with the imp.
After Aoba had completely left, Hades sighed and said, "What does the judge think about this matter?"
The judge said lightly: "There must be a powerful person behind this person! His name cannot be recorded on the life and death book, and he must have been blinded by a certain saint." ”
"I haven't had blood in my underworld for a long time, I hope he can surprise me!"
...
Aoba came to the gate of reincarnation under the leadership of the little ghost, and Aoba unceremoniously walked into the gate of reincarnation.
The gate of reincarnation is about 100 zhang wide, and the length is only two or three zhang more than the width, and there are six gates to this reincarnation. The highest one is called "Heavenly Humanity", and the lowest one is called "Animal Path".
And Aoba, it is the "way of the world".
In normal times, Aoba would definitely let many poor ghosts enter a better reincarnation, but now...he has also become a mud bodhisattva to cross the river, and it is difficult to protect himself!
It was dark in front of him, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw a pale face.
The soft blonde hair was scattered, the lips were pale and bloodless, and the delicate and lovely face projected the radiance of this motherhood, and it was a very beautiful woman.
Aoba looked at her loving gaze, and there was a trace of warmth flowing through her heart.
"Please!" the woman pleaded as she looked at an old lady beside her, her heavy breathing slowly quickening.
The seventy or eighty-year-old man wiped the corners of his eyes and said, "Don't worry, go to the child, I will definitely take care of him." ”
"I'm relieved!" the woman breathed a sigh of relief, and took one last look at Aoba before slowly lowering her hand.
She's dead!
Although Aoba knew that she was dead when she gave birth to him, Aoba did not give up the warmth in her heart.
Vaguely, Aoba saw an illusory woman appear in front of him, with two figures, one black and one white, beside him.
"I told the king of Hades that he should vote for a good family for this woman, and I owe him a favor. ”
The two of them were startled by the sound of a sound in their ears and found that the baby on the bed was looking straight at them.
Black and white impermanence didn't dare to ask more, hurriedly saluted the baby, and then respectfully invited the woman's soul to the underworld.
"One life for another, I don't owe you anything!"
Aoba looked at the old man who held him tightly in his arms, and his heart was also warm.
The old man looked at Aoba and said, "What should the little guy call you?
As he spoke, the old man couldn't help but wipe the corners of his eyes with his hand again.
Aoba stretched out his chubby little hand and grabbed a green leaf from the old man's hair and giggled.
"Call you Midoriba?" the old man said with a surprised look at Aoba.
Aoba shook the leaf in his hand again, and the old man was silent for a moment and said, "Do you call you Aoba?"
"Damn!" Aoba was shocked, the people here still have a strong understanding ability.
However, Aoba didn't say anything, but threw away the green leaf and smiled happily.
"Okay, you little naughty ghost!" said the old man helplessly, also shocked by Aoba's amazing performance.
So, that's how the name of Aoba was decided...
Tang Gun was a little puzzled, such a character ended up like this, and he was really inexplicably heartbroken.