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The matter of the three ghost kings of the North Mountain has finally been resolved, and because of the talent of the ghost kings of the mountain, the loyalty of several of them does not have to worry. However, what Ao Ming didn't expect was that Beibi Mountain was not just the three of them, there was also a Wang Lingguan sent by the Jade Emperor.

Wang Lingguan is the protector of the Heavenly Court, and he is also the confidant of the Jade Emperor, with a bare beard, wearing gold armor and red robes, and holding a golden whip given by the Jade Emperor. The body is tall and strong, extremely powerful and brave, and he is already a Taiyi true immortal.

Although there is only one word difference between true immortals and scattered immortals, the power is worlds apart, and cultivators are also cultivators, and it is this word "true" that is cultivated.

Whether it is the World Immortal or the Taiyi Scattered Immortal, if you want to cast a spell, it is still indispensable to recite the mantra spell and hold the finger in your hand. However, when he reached the True Immortal, he had already obtained the essence of the Five Elements Dao, and he could speak the law and attract the power of heaven and earth between his hands and feet.

In the duel between masters, the fast line is the difference between life and death, and when you are still hurriedly reciting the spell here, other people's heavenly thunder has fallen on your head. With the same control of water and fire, he can use real fire to dry your water, or he can use real water to extinguish your fire, and this kind of battle can be said to be over before it has even begun.

Although Ao Ming has touched a little bit of the true immortal door with the help of the Yunmeng Fairy, he doesn't know how much time it will take to fully comprehend it. So after careful consideration, he still decided to put the three of them back first, at least to stabilize Wang Lingguan first.

If Wang Lingguan is allowed to make a direct move, I am afraid that the result will be no different from the battle against Ao Chen, and it should be a game of nine deaths and a lifetime.

However, when the Three Ghost Kings returned to Beibi Mountain, there was a great bad news and a good news.

Since the Jade Emperor sent Wang Lingguan to the lower realm mainly to deal with Emperor Taishan and bring the Yin Si Difu into the control of the Heavenly Court, the conspiracy in the Xudu Mountain Difu was not missing him.

With the help of Wang Lingguan, the King Bodhisattva of Jizo directly cleaned up the weak Emperor Xudu, and then spent a lot of time refining the eighteenth layer of hell.

With the support of the powerful mana of the Jizo King Bodhisattva, he directly refined the eighteen-story hell into an eighteen-story hell tower according to the means of Buddhist refining. Tongue Pulling Hell, Oil Pot Hell, Knife Mountain Hell, Iron Tree Hell, Ice Hell, and so on.

In fact, the real horror is not the hell itself, but the countless wicked souls imprisoned in this eighteen layers of hell, and those who cannot be transcended in this hell for eternity are those who have done evil in their lives and have sinned extremely heavily.

The more evil they do, the more sinful they become, and the worse the punishment they receive in the eighteen layers of hell. Of course, the more these evil spirits hate the person who brought them all this, of course, this person is Emperor Taishan, and he can't eat his flesh and drink his blood!

Don't look at the compassion on the face of the King of Jizo Bodhisattva, the viciousness of this move is also difficult for the people in the world to match, he is to use these undead who have been punished by the eighteen layers of hell to deal with Emperor Taishan.

As long as Emperor Taishan dares to enter the underworld, even if he walks into a game of chess that he has set up, he uses the eighteen layers of hell to trap Emperor Taishan's body, and uses countless evil spirits to consume his strength.

The reason why Jizo King Bodhisattva chose to use the eighteen layers of hell to trap Emperor Taishan was not because the hell itself was strong enough to trap the Great Luo Immortal, but because he was taking advantage of the weakness of Emperor Taishan's character.

A person with a strong sense of responsibility, a strong sense of justice, and a responsibility for the world is always extremely easy to be targeted. The eighteen layers of hell were set up by Emperor Taishan single-handedly, and it was originally to punish the ghosts of ordinary people, of course, it would not be very strong. Even in his eyes, it was like paper paste, which could be torn to shreds when he raised his hand.

But Emperor Taishan can't break it, and even has to carefully protect the eighteen layers of hell, once the hell is broken, the accumulated countless evil spirits can no longer be restrained, and roam between heaven and earth at will.

When they were alive, they were people who did all kinds of evil, and now they have become powerful ghosts, and they have endured so much pain in the eighteen layers of hell, it will be an unprecedented catastrophe for the world. With the heart of Emperor Taishan, even if he is destroyed, he will not let this kind of thing happen.

The Bodhisattva King of the Earth was able to grasp this, and the development of things was not at all unexpected to him, Emperor Taishan came to the underworld with the will of death, and had no intention of leaving alive at all.

In the face of the evil spirits and ghosts that were overwhelming and rushing towards him like an ocean, Emperor Taishan sat in the eighteen layers of hell, exuding a majestic Yimu qi all over his body, constantly purifying the evil spirits, anger, and resentment.

There was no anger on his face, and even when he saw the evil spirit plunging into reincarnation with a calm and serene look, there seemed to be a trace of joy between the eyebrows of Emperor Taishan.

The evil spirits with boundless black gas are still flocking to Emperor Taishan one after another, and Emperor Taishan is also using his own spiritual power to control these evil spirits and evil spirits as always, and the noisy, resentful, noisy, and angry eighteen layers of hell seem to be slowly quieting down, and the silence is terrifying!

The Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth looked at all this with respect, the treasure was solemn, and his hands were folded and he pronounced a Buddha call to the place of the Emperor Taishan. Such an opponent is worthy of respect, and if it weren't for being in the hostile camp, maybe we would have become good friends!

"Such a good time, why don't you make a move?" Wang Lingguan's questioning voice interrupted the reverie of the Jizo King Bodhisattva, with his strength as a Taiyi True Immortal, of course he didn't dare to go to the trouble of the Daluo Immortal, so he could only urge the Jizo King to make a move.

The King of the Earth suddenly frowned, and snorted coldly, and Wang Lingguan only felt that his chest was as if he had been hit by a boulder, and he was out of breath for a long time. He originally relied on the status of the heavenly court to summon the king of Jizo, but he didn't expect this bald head to have such a bad temper, just snorting made him suffer a lot of injuries, and he didn't dare to say more.

The number of ghosts is constantly decreasing, and the green light around Emperor Taishan is also slowly shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the evil spirits accumulated in the eighteen layers of hell are too much, even if Emperor Taishan has almost exhausted all his strength, it is still a sea of ghosts to the naked eye, boundless.

In the end, the green light was extinguished by the evil spirit, sitting in the void, how similar to the Buddhist monks of Mount Tai was the practice. However, with one's own strength to transform the eighteen layers of hell, such a virtue is not comparable to the likes of cutting meat and feeding eagles.

A generation of emperors fell, there was no praise, no sighing, no singing, no crying, some were just a calm sentence from the King of Jizo Bodhisattva: "You won this battle, it was you who turned the poor monks, and from then on hell will not be empty and will not become a Buddha!"

It has always been a Buddhist monk who has always regarded himself as a monk and took the transformation of the world as his own responsibility, and suddenly realized at this moment, it turned out that the Emperor Taishan not only tempered the yin in hell, but also tempered himself.

Degree is persuasion, that is, to let others willingly follow behind you and follow your own footsteps. The determined King Jizo was actually influenced by Emperor Taishan, and even made a vow to continue the unfinished task of Emperor Taishan.

In Huaishui, after learning all this, the most complicated mood is the Bixia Fairy.

It's sad at this moment, but she is happy that her father has completed her task, and she is proud of such a father, but no amount of success and greatness can hide that she has lost her father completely and forever. Because Emperor Taishan left nothing, he didn't leave a trace of the primordial spirit, and he didn't leave a relic, but he left a yin and a daughter in this world!

The Bixia Fairy, who calmed down a little, wanted to return to Mount Tai, but Ao Ming did not hinder him, judging from the final performance of the Jizo King Bodhisattva, he should not be embarrassed by the Bixia Fairy. And Huaishui is about to become a dangerous place, and it is the best choice to let her go at this time.

Although the King of Jizo had injured the Phantom Sound Heavenly Maiden before, this time he injured Wang Lingguan again, but he indirectly helped Ao Ming a little, and he should not be attacked from Beibi Mountain in a short time.

The wall stands thousands of miles, straight into the clouds of Xiao Han, the steep mountain cliff is like a knife and an axe, and the Jiangzhu below is like a thousand horses galloping, slapping the waves between the cliffs, rolling up thousands of piles of snow.

This is not another place, it is the Red Cliff of the Yangtze River where the old man of Ao Qian often stays.

Sent away the Bixia Fairy, and said goodbye to the Phantom Sound Heavenly Maiden, Ao Ming went straight to Chibi. Because he still can't think of a way to deal with Ao Chen, he has no choice but to ask his grandfather Ao Gan for help.

The wind blew past his ears, and from a distance, he saw Ao Qian standing on top of the cliff, looking in his direction. The ethereal clouds and mist changed under Ao Qian's feet, showing the majestic physique, just like this mountain cliff. White hair dancing in the sky, golden eyes like swords, although he is only one person, it seems that even the mountains and the Yangtze River are worshipping him.

Ao Ming flew closer, fell off the cloud and jumped on the cliff, and said, "Grandpa, I have something to trouble you!"

Ao Qian beckoned: "You came at the right time, and accompany your grandfather to see the scenery of the Yangtze River again!" The flood of the eastward flow of a river, the waves that have not changed for thousands of years, always seem to carry a little melancholy.

Ao Ming's heart tightened when he heard this, such words didn't seem to come out of the mouth of the heroic Ao Gan at all, could it be that Grandpa's Shouyuan-, thinking of this, Ao Ming didn't dare to think about it, so he could only accompany his grandfather to look at the Yangtze River under the red cliff with full thoughts.

Looking at the autumn mountains, the sunset, and the waves, Ao Ming unconsciously chanted:

"The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes.

Success or failure turns empty.

The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.

On the white-haired fisherman river, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.

A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet.

How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking. ”

Ao Gan laughed when he heard this: "Words are good words, but they are a little sad! By the way, what is the matter with you coming to me?"

"This time, the East China Sea is likely to invite Ao Chen, one of the twenty-eight constellations, out of the mountain, and I am not very sure that I can deal with it, so I want to come over and find my grandfather to make two moves. Seeing Ao Gan asking about something, Ao Ming also told the matter directly.

Because I had also discussed the possibility of Ao Chen coming out of the mountain with the two daughters of Bixia Fairy in Huaishui before, the final result was certain, because there have been a lot of actions in Heaven and Buddhism recently, and Taishang Laojun, who is a Taoist boss, must have seen these things. He originally needed a reason to intervene, and if Donghai really asked Ao Chen to come out of the mountain, he could justifiably get involved.

However, from the perspective of Taishang Laojun, he definitely doesn't want to see Ao Ming killed, otherwise he wouldn't have gotten Ao Chen into his own hands to suppress the Jade Emperor. But Ao Chen is very likely to take the opportunity to kill him, firstly, the contradiction between the real dragon and the pseudo-dragon is irreconcilable, and secondly, he is even more afraid that Taishang Laojun will give up on him after getting Ao Ming.

Therefore, if Ao Ming dies, it will be beneficial and harmless to him, and Ao Chen will of course spare no effort to control Ao Ming to death.

"Ao Chen, you're talking about Kang Jinlong!" Ao Qian thought for a while and said, "It's really troublesome to talk about the twenty-eight constellations, they are at least the Dao of Taiyi True Immortals, and there are countless treasures around you, with your current Dao Xing, you are definitely not their opponent." But it's not a dead end, there is still a way to get through!"

Ao Ming was overjoyed when he heard this, it seemed that he had come to the Yangtze River to come to the right place, since Ao Qian said that there was a way, it was definitely not a lie, so he hurriedly asked: "Grandpa, I don't know what method you are talking about?

"You can go up the Yangtze River to Shuzhong, where there is an estuary of the Guan River. There lives a little saint called Erlang Zhenjun, whose real name is Yang Jian, and he is still the nephew of the Jade Emperor. He has some real skills, it shouldn't be a problem to help you stop Kang Jinlong!"

Of course Yang Jian knows that this guy is also a character who is out of the limelight in "Journey to the West", the only character who is on par with Sun Wukong with his real skills, and still has a slight upper hand. He didn't worry about Yang Jian's ability, even if he couldn't capture Ao Chen, at least he could keep him out of Huaishui with a draw. But the crux of the matter is, how can I invite Yang Jian, this guy doesn't even give the Jade Emperor face.

"Grandpa, this Yang Jian is the nephew of the Jade Emperor, why should he help me?" Ao Ming still asked the question in his heart.

"You don't have to worry about this, don't worry about it, just go there and report your grandfather and my name, and he will definitely come back to help you in this situation." Ao Qian said so confidently, obviously he still had a lot of good relations with Yang Jian in the Yangtze River, and it was possible that Yang Jian could live in the mouth of the Guan River safely, even if it was his secret help.

"Since there is a grandfather as a guarantee, this level must have passed!"

On the cliff, Ao Qian smiled slightly and nodded: "Let's have another drink!"

"Okay!" Ao Ming happily agreed, he always had a feeling in his heart that this might be the last time he would drink with his grandfather. (To be continued.) )