Chapter Seventy-Three: Merit Protects the Soul
On the occasion of the New Year, the incense in the temples in various places is particularly strong, and the gods of the two counties have many good fortunes, so there are countless mortals who pray for blessings and vows. The power of faith flowed into the void in the three counties, and came to Pan Hao's divine soul, nourishing the city god position of Futian County. The city god position of Futian County loomed, condensing a little bit.
In Pan Hao's Purple Mansion, the divine soul sits, the red lotus is in full bloom under his feet, and a golden light slowly rises behind him, turning into a golden sun shining on the nine-zhang space of the Purple Mansion, which looks magnificent, sacred, and noble.
This is the golden wheel bred by the golden light wheel, and the golden wheel is nourished by the merits behind Pan Hao's fall, and the material is becoming more and more magical. Pan Hao couldn't help but think of the merit artifact he said in his previous life, killing living beings does not touch cause and effect, and now the golden wheel is nourished by merit and is also evolving in this aspect. Pan Hao attaches great importance to the supernatural powers that are bred by the White Lotus True Solution, because these supernatural powers can be accompanied by the improvement of his own cultivation at any time, and the supernatural powers are naturally not to be underestimated.
Suddenly, the book of life and death in the soul trembled slightly, and a message was transmitted into Pan Hao's soul. Pan Hao's soul moved slightly, and then his eyes showed a strange look.
The divine soul rose from the lotus and stepped out from under his feet. The space rippled, and then Pan Hao's soul disappeared into the Purple Mansion.
In the dark and lightless underworld, there is a city towering on the ground, and there is a faint red light wrapped in the sky, blocking the erosion of the yin wind. In the dim underworld, this city is a divine light in the dark night, although hazy, but very eye-catching.
In the Yama Hall of the underworld, Pan Hao, who was dressed in official uniform, suddenly appeared.
"What's going on?" Pan Hao stood in front of the seat in the middle of the main hall, his eyes staring at the people below.
"My lord, there are ghosts sent south of the underworld, and a few ghosts with remnants of sanity have been found. Yang Shan stepped forward and said to Pan Hao.
"Please come up!" Pan Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but think of the ghosts at the bottom of the well in the Yin Mansion in Jishui County. According to the rules of this world, ordinary mortals will fall into the Yellow Spring, be slowly consumed soul memories, turn into true spirit marks, and reincarnate again. And what about these foreign ghosts?
"It's my lord, bring someone up!" Yang Shan shouted back to Pan Hao and shouted to the ghost behind him.
Soon, three ghosts in ragged clothes, pale faces, sparse ghosts, and faintly transparent were brought up.
"I've seen adults!" As soon as two of them saw Pan Hao in the seat, their eyes suddenly lit up, and their chaotic minds cleared up slightly. hurriedly stepped forward and saluted Pan Hao.
But there is another one of them, but his expression is blank, and he looks suddenly at a loss.
"Brother Zheng, Brother Zheng!" the two ghosts next to him whispered, one of them even swaying with his hand, but it still had no effect.
"My lord, it seems that Brother Zheng's soul memory has been almost lost!" one of the middle-aged men, who was tall and loyal, said to Pan Hao.
"Well, I don't know if you remember how you came to the underworld?" Pan Hao's eyes swept away, and he naturally knew that the ghost of Mu Ran had been severely injured by the Yin Wind, and his soul body had lost his memory, and even his soul body was extremely unstable, and he was the weakest of the three.
"Naturally, Brother Chen and I, Brother Zheng and I are all at the end of our lives, and the soul of the most relenting soul inexplicably appeared in the underworld, this underworld keeps blowing the yin wind all year round, we originally had a golden light on our bodies, and the most lull was blown by the yin wind, slowly dissipated, and then the three of them met, and have been supporting until now, if it were not for the appearance of the underworld, I am afraid we have been scattered!" Another man who was short in short clothes, but with a gentle face, couldn't help but sigh and said to Pan Hao.
"Golden light?" Pan Hao's eyes were full of divine light, and two divine lights shot out directly, sweeping over the bodies of the three ghosts. "I see, it's the merit that supports and protects them. ”
Pan Hao's eyes discerned a little bit of yellow aura left in the souls of the three people, these breaths were the breath of merit, but Pan Hao felt a slight difference from the merit he had obtained. It's puzzling.
"In this case, you go down and rest first!" Pan Hao felt that they were not lying, and immediately waved his sleeves. Three rays of red light shot down and landed on the bodies of the three ghosts. The three ghosts suddenly bloomed with divine light, and the originally weak soul bodies quickly condensed, and at the same time, a set of comfortable and fitting robes appeared on the three of them, and the spirits of the three suddenly changed, and they were no longer depressed when they first came.
"Lord Xie!" the two of them were overjoyed, feeling that this soul body was full of strength again. Hurriedly pulled the man who was wooden and his eyes lost his aura to salute and thank him. Then he retreated.
"My lord, what can you see?" Yang Shan watched the three of them leave with a slight frown, as a god, he naturally knew some rules of the Dao realm, and he also used his divine power to intercept a lot of believers.
"It's not clear yet, but I think it has something to do with merit!" Pan Hao's eyes were deep and he said in a deep voice. Pan Hao didn't stay too long, his spirit soared into the sky and disappeared into the underworld.
Yangshi, Rongjun Song Mansion.
Pan Hao's doppelganger sat on the big bed with his eyes closed, a trace of white true qi in his body was circulating in the eight veins of the strange meridians in his body, and the true qi was flowing, slowly growing. Suddenly, in the void, a red river appeared above the head of Pan Hao's clone, and the river came from the void and poured into the heavenly spirit cover of Pan Hao's clone.
"Boom!" This river of divine power entered the body, quickly enveloping the faint true qi, and at the same time flowed towards the meridians of the clone's body, and the divine power rumbled within the meridians, turning into a powerful torrent, galloping in the meridians. Bang bang, the meridians were hit by such a strong divine power, and they burst and swelled one after another. The meridians turned into rags, tattered.
"Hmph!" Pan Hao's clone snorted, and a piercing pain appeared in his body. However, the divine power has just been destroyed, but the endless divine power behind it is also rapidly repairing and strengthening the meridians. Help the clone open up the blocked meridians of the whole body and lay a foundation for martial arts.
A trace of gray aura slowly rose above the doppelganger's head, and these breaths revealed the aura of decay and decay. At the same time as these breaths are discharged, a fishy black liquid also flows out of the pores of the clone, which are all impurities of the body. The divine power circulated in the body, and the impurities were constantly expelled from the body, and the entire body of Pan Hao's clone was washed by the divine power.
Boom, the doppelganger's body shook, his eyes opened, and a faint white lotus flashed. Pan Hao's clone slowly stood up, boom, a little divine power jumped out in the meridians, turned into a scorching fire, and wrapped the whole person. Pan Hao's clone shook, the fire dissipated in the air, and the smelly dirt on his body was also burned clean.
Pan Hao's doppelganger's skin suddenly became crystal clear, and there were all kinds of veins in his body. One step to reach the decades of Pan Hao's previous life. The doppelganger put on his clothes, and suddenly a man with a face like a crown of jade and eyes like a cold star appeared.
"Squeak!" Pan Hao opened the door and walked out.