togophonebook Chapter 605: Knowing the Way and Having Merit
Chapter 605: Knowing the Way and Having Merit
Chapter 605: Knowing the Way and Having Merit
Worry is when something goes wrong, happiness is about being happy.
Everything in the world, both gain and loss, has a price. If you can afford the price, it will be like the faint fragrance of plum blossoms when it is cold, and it will be like the red lotus leaning against each other in shame when it is hot.
"click click"
Countless chains emerged from the Asking Heart Tower, and the knots spread and penetrated deeply into the dim and silent mist. The faint golden luck continued to gather at the top of the tower, and disappeared without a trace along the chains. The speed Extremely fast, I don’t know where it’s going.
In an instant, the radiance of yin and yang came from nowhere, making the underworld appear strangely bright.
After dozens of breaths, Yingying's brilliance wandered in the sky, and thousands of strands gradually gathered together, but they gathered and dispersed indefinitely. Several times they tried to condense into a true talisman, but they dissipated helplessly.
The entire Buddhist prison was trembling violently, the sea of red lotus fire boiled endlessly, and the cold iron mountain collapsed.
Jin Guran covered her mouth, her eyelids twitching, and there were warning signs in her heart. She also had Yuan Shen fighting power. Even though she was not qualified to refine weapons, she could still see the dangers here. It was not as dangerous as her elder brother said. The clouds are clear and the wind is clear.
If you want to block the cause and effect of the broken infant's luck in the next area, how can there be no backlash?
The endless brilliance became brighter and brighter, but it was still difficult to interweave and form. Jin Guran looked carefully and could only vaguely see the shapes of "life" and "death" in the dark mist.
In an instant, she guessed Jiang Moshu's idea, which was to condense the Tao of Northern Xinjiang into a Taoist rhyme, refine it into a magic weapon, and then use the magic weapon to bestow luck to the group of infants.
There are only two obstacles here. First, magic weapons that can collect luck are rare. Fortunately, Jiang Moshu happened to have one in his hands, the All Spirits Questioning Heart Pagoda in Dongjieshengyuan.
Another obstacle is how to connect the luck to the path of life in the northern border. If the sacrifice is not performed properly, I am afraid that the Spirits Asking Heart Pagoda and the Infinite Buddha Prison will also be destroyed.
For his own sake, the eldest brother has to risk the destruction of two eighth-level magic weapons...
"Yes, I shouldn't have brought you back to Mingtan at that time, but if I let you go to Jianzong, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to defeat you myself. After thinking about it, I might as well just leave it like this. I'm here now..."
As if he guessed what Jin Guanran was thinking, Jiang Moshu turned his face and smiled lightly, as if he didn't care at all about the difficulty of living in harmony. The current situation seemed dangerous, but fortunately it was still within the phantom villain's deduction. .
Jin Guran glanced at his eldest brother gently, and opened his mouth to call out, but he couldn't express the gratitude in his heart. All the words turned into a slightly hoarse but clear sincerity, "Brother..."
"I finally understand. The fall of Tianzong is just like the entry of gods and demons into the world. There must be a cause and effect. I ordered Tanzong to not be able to compensate for the destiny of gods and demons, so I will use an eighth-level spiritual treasure to offset this backlash. I think it is enough. .”
Jiang Moshu's smile was filled with magnanimity and generosity, comforting Jin Guran, "What's more, once you have control of life and death, you won't be losing money in the long run."
Life or death? Jin Guran raised his eyes to look at the brilliance in the mist, and immediately became thoughtful.
She is the Lord of the Sun and the Moon, and she has a clear understanding of Yin and Yang. After Jiang Moshu reminded her, she immediately gained more understanding of He Ming's true meaning.
"If I want to refine the way of life into a magic weapon, even if I have the All Souls Questioning Heart Pagoda, I still have insufficient power. If I can't refine the way of life, I won't be able to give birth luck, and you will suffer the calamity of the heart of the Tao.
Fortunately, hard work pays off. Although you can't sacrifice to the path of life alone, you can use a trick to balance life and death, divide yin and yang, and use this to gain access to the power of the path of life.
Coincidentally, there is also the Infinite Buddha Prison here, and there is no shortage of the underworld and death.
Today, I will open your eyes and let you understand the strength of your eldest brother in the weapon refining profession! "
Jiang Moshu was not modest at all, and honestly speaking, the several clones together walked away four points, the shadow villain walked away five points, but the last point was decided by Jiang Moshu himself.
Jin Guran smiled leisurely and nodded slightly. From the moment she saw Jiang Moshu, her heart felt extremely stable, whether it was when they first met or when she was uneasy just now.
At this time, the light in the netherworld was already surging endlessly, and the rhythm of life and death began to twist and even gradually become entangled, as if cold current and heat were mixed together, as if wind and clouds were rising, as if chaos was gathering.
Jiang Moshu raised his eyes, and now he had reached the critical point. Fortunately, in many myths of the past life, there were many spiritual beings that balanced life and death, divided yin and yang, and their will power was endless, so he had a way to control the path of life.
Looking at the water, fire, wind and thunder that gradually emerged in the netherworld, Jiang Moshu said in a deep voice,
"Between life and death, there are indeed great terrors, and there are also empty water clouds. There are several autumn rains in the world, so why not scream and walk slowly."
The living are passers-by, and the dead are returnees. They are both lonely and finally clear.
Life and death are like a dream, but it is clear on the bridge. "
boom!
The yin and sunshine suddenly separated, evaporating into a colorful auspicious cloud, and the pagoda of all spirits asking questions suddenly fell into it.
The tower body seemed to be carelessly kneaded by invisible giant hands, but after a few breaths, it turned into a bridge standing in the underworld, with one end falling on the underworld, and the other end disappearing into the vast mist.
In an instant, the netherworld was fixed, life and death were divided, yin and yang were divided, as if there were unpredictable and unspeakable changes in the eternal and dead netherworld.
It seems as if it has been waiting for thousands of years, as if it blooms in the blink of an eye, as if the epiphyllum that is destined to bloom at an unknown time, quietly brightens the deep silence in no one's place, in the netherworld, and quietly tears apart the fate of all living beings.
"Naihe"
Engraved on the bridge, it seems to be struggling, boiling, roaring, tearing...
Jin Guanran watched everything that happened in front of him, feeling dizzy and unable to think anymore. After a long time, the female cultivator Linghui sighed quietly and pursed her lips, "It's amazing..."
Apart from these four words, the Lord of Jinxi could not find any other words to express her state of mind at this time. With mantras to determine life and death, and to connect all spirits, Jin Guran knew that she could not do it. The Lord of the Moon also has the charm of yin and yang, but he cannot do it to this extent.
The bridge has now become a part of the netherworld, and it is also a part of the Buddhist prison. More importantly, it really divides life and death, and has the authority to control the two realms.
"Okay, this rhyme has been completed. It can still ask the minds of sentient beings, and it can also temporarily supplement the luck of the babies in the northern border. Therefore, the karma of the babies' luck can be regarded as resolved."
Jiang Moshu breathed a long sigh of relief. Although the deduction process was extremely difficult, he would only know whether it would be successful or not until he got started. He would be lying if he said he wasn't nervous. Fortunately, everything went smoothly.
"Temporary replenishment?" Jin Guanran sounded a little surprised.
"There is no way. This is determined by the law of cause and effect in Northern Xinjiang. I can only follow the situation. When these babies grow up and finally live their lives, I have to repay my luck by coming to this Naihe Bridge.
In other words, in the future, when babies in northern Xinjiang are born, they will be blessed by luck. When they die, they will return the Naihe Bridge.
It is equivalent to all beings in northern Xinjiang jointly worshiping this Naihe Bridge. "
Jiang Moshu shrugged his shoulders. In the way of cause and effect, there is borrowing and repayment. He has tried to relax the conditions as much as possible. For other things, all living beings have their own blessings, but it is not the cause and effect that he should bear.
The only regret is that the Naihe Bridge transformed from the Zhulingswenxin Tower has already settled in the Netherworld of Northern Territory, and it can no longer be moved even half an inch. "What about the Eastern Border?" Jin Guran knew Jiang Moshu's arrangement, and the situation there was not optimistic. He had to rely on the Spirits Asking Heart Tower to resist the backlash of the Emperor's fate. Now that he was in the Northern Border, he could easily change his position. I'm afraid it won't be easy for the emperor to explain.
"Besides, things have to be prioritized. The most important thing is to get over the current hurdle first."
Jiang Moshu sighed, with a hint of understanding in his eyes, "However, it also reminded me that next time if I want to trap the North Xinjiang Buddha Lineage, I must prepare an eighth-level spiritual treasure to deal with the backlash of cause and effect, otherwise, It’s easy for rocks to hit your feet.”
In fact, there was another point that Jiang Moshu didn't tell Jin Guanran, so as not to increase her heartache.
He is really poor!
In the past, the fortune gathered at the All Spirits Asking Heart Pagoda was divided between Xiuxingshengyuan and Mingtan Sect, and there was still a little surplus, which could be used by the gods and demons to deduce the Tao Yun.
At present, the Wenxin Pagoda has become the Naihe Bridge. Although the luck can still be collected, there is Wujian Temple to distribute it, and there are a lot of babies in northern Xinjiang waiting for feeding. The luck is about to make ends meet again.
Oh, by the way, there is also the Ten Thousand Ghosts Peak that is about to establish a sect. Thinking of this, Jiang Moshu's head is already getting big.
The only good thing is that Wangui Peak has its own koi carp. If he is allowed to be the founder of the sect, he may be able to save a little bit on his luck.
Jiang Moshu suddenly touched her palms and looked at Jin Guanran with burning eyes, "You will go out to perform a play later and ask Mother Infernal Affairs for a promise that Peng Ran will be the founder of the Wangui Peak sect."
As for the reason, Jiang Moshu seemed to have forgotten to mention it, and Jin Guran didn't ask either.
Two brothers plus one "brother", two of them are as busy as spinning tops. This Yangyou Zhenren is the most comfortable. She has long been dissatisfied with Peng Ran eating and waiting to die. There are several ghost kings helping to make a living. If you beat me to death, you should lie down together, right?
A sly smile flashed in Jin Guran's eyes, but there was a solemn look on his pretty face, "Don't worry, leave everything to me. He is the master of Ershan. The position of the founder of the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect cannot be overstated." You have to put it on him."
……
Zi Mingdao faintly felt that sweat was slowly flowing down his forehead.
He finally made a choice and chose to tell Demon Saint Lan Bo and the Fourth Bright Phoenix the truth about the Demon Transformation Palace. In a rare move, Demon Saint Lan Bo crushed the crutch in his hand in front of him.
Demon Saint Lielie's shouts resounded throughout the Demon Palace, "You bastard!"
"I think it's impossible. The Seventh Minghuang once said that although Jia Yunzhen's mind is becoming more and more crazy, he can still hold on to the line of innocence, and the Third Minghuang has also confirmed this."
The fourth bright phoenix gently shakes its head, its peerless fairy posture and smart eyes complement each other, giving each other a more precious brightness - just like raking the sky, competing with heaven, as if looking at the world, and smiling.
Northern Xinjiang is experiencing troubled times at this time, and it really cannot withstand the storm, so why not the Huazhen Demon Court. Located on the front line of the human-monster war in the West, the demon master managed to hold on to the overall situation even though he did unspeakable things. It was really taboo to change generals before the battle, and no demon court even dared to take over the mess.
"This matter is really too scary, so I temporarily stayed in my mansion with the short-browed master. In addition, I got a message from my mansion and the Demon King Yunyan also fled to my mansion on the day Chuanye Temple was destroyed. I think he came There must be a secret message from Zi Su on him." Zi Mingdao nodded resolutely and spoke frankly to Demon Saint and Ming Huang.
Now that you have made a decision, you must be firm to the end. Any hidden things at this time will only increase suspicion.
"Did the Demon King escape from Chuanye Temple to your residence?" Demon Saint Lan Bo spoke in a deep voice, his tone becoming very solemn, as if he was very concerned about Zi Mingdao's answer.
"Mingdao doesn't dare to hide anything. It's true. As for the cause and effect, Mingdao doesn't dare to speculate randomly, but all traces have been cleaned up. Only my two lords and I know about this matter." Zi Mingdao took a deep breath, Speak calmly.
He was not a loser. Since the Demon King arrived secretly, he naturally had a plan to clean up the trail behind him, which also allowed him to get clues.
The Demon King came out of Chuanye Temple and went straight into his residence. Perhaps in the entire Rongdu at this time, there was only one Demon King named Yunyan who had traces of Chuanye Temple on his body but was still alive.
"Ming Dao, you did a good job..." The eyes of Demon Saint and Ming Huang showed relief at the same time.
Demon Saint Lan Bo's expression suddenly became complicated. The last piece of the puzzle was finally put together. The destruction of Chuanye Temple was indeed planned by the demon master. It should be the demon master who got the news and knew about the destiny of Yama and the Lord of Jinxi in Chuanye Temple. Cause and effect, this encouraged Chuanye Temple to fight for it, but unexpectedly, it fell short!
However, this matter must not be known to the Buddhas in various temples, otherwise it will cause trouble again and affect the overall situation of human-monster harmony. Fortunately, Zi Mingdao knows the importance.
"I don't know what your two lords mean..."
Regret flashed in Zi Mingdao's eyes. If the Demon Saint and Minghuang decided to put the overall situation first, in order to avoid affecting the peace of Northern Xinjiang and the war situation in the West, they would get in touch with the Demon Master. At that time, all the insiders They will all be dealt with secretly.
Naturally, this also includes the short-browed master and Demon King Yunyan whom he admires very much, which is a pity.
"Keep it calm for the time being. There are still many unknown situations at this time, but we cannot disrupt our position."
Lan Bo Demon Saint half-closed his eyes and spoke calmly, "A golden elixir came to Northern Xinjiang to receive the list of candidates, but the real purpose was to be sent by the Lord of Xingtian to frame the demon master.
And a demon king, on the surface, came to convey crazy words to Zi Su, but secretly, he was ordered by the demon master to invite Chuanye Temple.
It’s really interesting! "
Framing the demon master... talking crazy words...
Hearing this, Zi Mingdao felt sad and couldn't help but sigh. The meaning of the Demon Saint was very clear. No matter what the truth was, his sister, the Demon Queen of the True Demon Court, was already crazy.
This is fine, maybe, only in this way can Zisu save her life. This is the only thing that I, as the eldest brother, can fight for for her.
Living, living is better than anything else.
"Mingdao, you set up a banquet in the mansion and summon some demon kings to cover up the cause and effect and confuse the demonic energy in the mansion. The demon saints and I will go incognito."
The Fourth Minghuang thought carefully, and then smiled softly, "When the time comes, you call them two over for questioning, and the Demon Saint and I will hide in the dark, so we can naturally distinguish between them, and then we can decide how to choose. "
Zi Mingdao looked at Demon Saint Lan Bo, saw her slightly nodding, and immediately took the order and retreated.
On the way back home, Zi Mingdao looked at the demonic clouds above his head and sighed softly,
"When you arrive at your own house, is it really your chance to survive? Is it really your chance to be prosperous? Everything is determined by fate and cannot be controlled by others."
Just for Zi Su, I feel no guilt, even if I regret it from now on.
(End of this chapter)