Chapter 830 Life and Death

"Taiping Guangji" records that when Chang'an Wei Peiling returned to the world from a tour of the underworld, the Yin officials asked him for three thousand pieces of gold and silver coins each.

Pei Ling had no choice but to say, "The officials in Beijing are poor, so they really can't do it."

The Yin official replied: "The ear of money is the yellow paper money in the Yang Dynasty. The silver money is the white paper money ear in the Yang Dynasty."

Pei Lingxi said: "If you want paper money, you can do it. I don't know where to send it?"

The official said: "Money is made in cities in the world, and most of the money is collected by the underworld..."

This story is widely circulated in the world, so the custom of burning paper money for the dead began to rise in the Tang Dynasty, and became more and more common as time went on, until today.

However, the first Hungry Ghost Festival when the new dynasty was established was extremely deserted, with millions of households not seeing a single commoner go out to burn paper money.

The sun hung sickly in mid-air.

At this moment, it was just after noon, and the city, which was originally relatively calm, suddenly had a gust of wind.

At the same time, a faint white mist rose slowly and quickly diffused in the air, as if something big was about to happen.

Right above the imperial city.

Lu Li stepped on an auspicious cloud, staring at the strange scene, unmoved.

"Heishan wants to attack Jinling City directly?"

"It's unlikely. This place is full of royal aura and suppressed by humanity. Even if it is a ten thousand-year-old monster, it can't perform 90% of its costs, let alone the ghosts under its command."

Everyone communicated in low voices.

"It's just a slap in the face."

Next to him, Lu Li told the truth.

For this moment, he waited for half a year, constantly making preparations——

Today, most of the earth magic arts have been learned. Although I dare not say that I am proficient, I have also entered the door. When competing with others, there are many methods that can be used.

In addition, Tiangang's supernatural power is also slightly involved.

The [Size and Size] that I mastered at the beginning has now been practiced to the level of entering the room. Not only can I use the magic of heaven and earth to transform into a giant, but I can also shrink in size and become smaller than an ant. After hiding the breath, even people of the same level People can't detect the clues.

Since the upper limit of [Pointing to Earth into Steel] is not high, it is easier to get started. Lu Li can now stop the earth escape and ground movement techniques used by the thousand-year-old monster with just one pointer. Even the ten-thousand-year-old monster , should also be able to trap for a moment.

And [Blooming Moment], a spell that involves time and space, is actually the most difficult to learn. Even if Lu Li practices hard, it is currently limited to making plants grow quickly or wither instantly.

As for his current method of stepping on the auspicious clouds and standing in the air, it is the only great supernatural power that he has just comprehended during this period of time.

【Riding the Clouds and Riding the Mist: Traveling to the North Sea in the North Sea and the Cangwu at Dusk, It's the Achievement of Flying】

In this way, Lu Li's long-cherished wish finally came true. He can not only use the sword control technique in the earth demon to achieve fast flight, but also step on the auspicious clouds with his feet, detached like a fairy.

Of course, as far as the current stage is concerned, the former is more practical. After all, when confronting a strong enemy, flying with the sword will be faster.

"Beimang near Luoyang has a strange movement."

At this time, Gao Qian suddenly spoke.

Most of the people present were priests, and he was Luoyang City God.

And Mangshan...

There is a poem to prove that:

On Beiman Road at the north gate of Luoyang, funeral carts rumble into the autumn grass. Sing the scallion dew song in front of the car, and Bai E'e rises from the high grave.

Day and night people go to the funeral, and there are more people in Luoyang City. Thousands of golden monuments are erected hundreds of feet high, and they will eventually become someone's pillar.

The pines and cypresses on the top of the hill are half unowned, and there are more bones than soil underground. Cold food families send paper money, and black kites make nests and hang on trees.

Habitat morning market has not relieved worries, please travel to Beiman for a while!

This is the most famous burial place in the world.

Except for the emperors of the past dynasties, Yiyin, Boyi, Shuqi in the Shang Dynasty, Su Qin, Zhang Yi in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, Du Fu, Di Renjie, and other famous people who have left history are all buried here.

Tombs are layered upon layer upon layer.

It is roughly estimated that there are nearly one million corpses buried in Beiman, from ancient times to modern times, and most of them are princes, nobles, literati and inkmen.

"Look, everyone."

Without waiting for Lu Li to control the Dharma Body of the Spirit King and use the Mysterious Light Mirror that can monitor the world, Gao Qian directly cast his mana to manifest the scene there.

The fog was thick.

Vision is limited.

Unburned money and yellow paper all over the sky floated back and forth in the air, as if invisible ghosts were chasing and snatching them.

"Since crossing, I have seen more people than the lonely ghosts I saw in the picture." Duke's tone was exaggerated.

"Since the establishment of the new dynasty, no ghosts have entered the underworld, and they have been taken in by the city gods everywhere."

Lu Li reminded: "Take care of the nearby people, so as not to be harassed by them."

This group of wild ghosts who came out of the underworld, I am afraid that they came from bad people, because that is the territory of Montenegro...

Just thinking about it, Duke said again:

"It's not right, there is a similar situation in Jinhua Mansion."

After that, just like Gao Qian, he used his mana to project the scene over there.

Lanruo Temple.

The mountain gate is ajar, and weeds are overgrown inside.

The statues of heavenly kings and Buddha fell to the ground one after another, covered with dust and cobwebs.

A dead towering locust tree stands not far away.

It is the dryad grandma.

In the past, Duke sent the City God Dharma Body to inquire and communicate with Yan Chixia by the way.

The result was not as expected.

The bearded man of Buddha, Taoism, and Wu Sanxiu only agreed to use the "Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra" to exchange other spells with him.

It's a pity that Duke disliked the supernatural power of the bald donkey, so he reluctantly changed it, and he didn't practice it himself.

But the tree demon's grandmother was stubborn, and refused to reveal half of the information about Montenegro. Seeing its firm attitude, Duke was not relentless, so he immediately killed it and took away the thousand-year-old tree that the old demon had conceived and raised. Heart.

Now, suddenly, there is an evil wind blowing all over the temple, and dust is flying everywhere, especially under the dead old locust tree, the dead branches and leaves are surging wildly, as if summoned by some unknown existence.

"Jie Jie~"

"Grandma, I'm finally back."

Suddenly, the withered old locust tree came back to life, its branches and leaves shook violently, as if it was dancing and roaring to the sky.

A moment later, a figure appeared on the screen.

This person is dressed like a man, with lips as bright as blood. He wears the most popular bead bun among women in the Ming Dynasty. He wears a dark gold shirt with straight collar and large sleeves, and a long pleated skirt underneath.

Neither male nor female, neither yin nor yang, exuding a monstrous ghostly aura all over his body.

"No wonder the tree demon grandma was not afraid of death at the time. She had already expected that there would be such a day when the Black Mountain old demon would bring it back to life."

Duke suddenly realized.

"Beimang and Jinhua are thousands of miles apart, and there are movements all over the place. The sound of Heishan's hand hitting east and west is really..."

Zhao Feng said helplessly: "Old and cunning."

After living for tens of thousands of years, how could there be no dim sum machine?

Because of this, Lu Li didn't care about these things, and said in a deep voice:

"It predicts that we will notice the vision that happened in the two places, and it is also sure that we will do something on the Ghost Festival. This method...is just to divide the battlefield."

"In that case." Duke understood instantly, looked at everyone and said, "Jinhua where the tree demon's grandmother is located, Beiman Mountain, a famous burial place since ancient times, and Yingtian Mansion where Jinling is located."

"Everyone, choose one of three."

Just as Montenegro expected, Lu Li and the others were bound to kill him. Even though they knew that it had set a trap ahead of time, they still went inside without hesitation.

"I'm going to Jinhua."

"Lanruo Temple, such a big name, I really regret not going there after entering the world of Liaozhai."

"As the parent officer of Jinhua Mansion, I naturally have to go back."

Duke's words reassured the people in front of them. After all, except for Lu Li, he was the most powerful person in the battle.

Immediately afterwards, he looked at Lu Li again, and pointedly said, "There is a one-third chance, if it happens, I will try my best to exchange one for one, and when I get back, please remember to treat me to a big meal."

"Hey, it's also a gift from me as an elder."

Hearing this, smiles appeared on everyone's faces.

"good.".

Lu Li nodded, and said:

"There is no need for people to stay here in Jinling. Nearby are the Dharma Body of the Spirit King, Civil and Military Judges, Bull Head and Horse Face, and generals of various divisions. Far away is the Dragon God of the Yangtze River."

"In addition, the real dragon of luck, which symbolizes the great power of the dynasty, and the artifacts of the country can protect the country from any mistakes."

Speaking of this, everyone knew in their hearts that it was not one of the three choices, but one of the two.

Beimang!

Subconsciously, someone looked north.

"Let's go. The Black Mountain old demon is the great demon of the underworld. He cannot leave the underworld easily. Only on the Ghost Festival, when the gate of hell is opened, can he act recklessly."

Lu Li put away the clouds, and a sword light appeared behind his back. This is a Longquan sword. The whole body is made of Taiyi fine gold. It is also engraved with the unique blessing runes of the Shushan Sword School, which is rare in this world. Attack the treasure.

Of course, it is far inferior to the Ziwei Emperor Sword hidden in the universe within his body.

This is Lu Li's hole card, so don't show it to others easily.

On both sides of the sword light, countless streaks of light followed closely behind, piercing the sky like meteorites.

In this situation, the masters of various Taoist sects who stayed in Jinling felt very uncomfortable, they were both helpless and fortunate.

If one's morality is high enough, one is qualified to follow the saint. However, when one thinks that the opponent is a ten thousand-year-old demon entrenched in the underworld, one is glad that one can live for hundreds of years longer, so one does not have to worry about death.

For this group of old Taoists, it is indeed good that their souls are sealed as city gods after death, but that belongs to the ghosts and immortals, the lowest existence among the five immortals, ghosts with pure spirits, not pure yang immortals, who transcend in the yin , although not entering reincarnation, it is difficult to return to Pengying.

Therefore, they want to take advantage of their sufficient lifespan to try to become an Earth Immortal. If they have enough energy but not enough energy, it is not too late to become a Ghost Immortal.

The highest tower in the imperial city.

With the support of his younger sister Yuechi, Qingfeng looked at Beitian from a distance, his lips twitched a few times, but he still didn't cry out in the end.

She knew that Lu Li could hear her because there was a clone of the Spirit King sitting here.

However, at the moment of the war, it's better not to let him be distracted, besides, Qingfeng knew in his heart that the husband knew about this a long time ago, even earlier than the imperial doctor.

"Boss, why don't you wait until the next Hungry Ghost Festival?"

Zhao Feng was covered with Buddha's light, standing on the top of the seventh-level pagoda, followed Lu Li closely, and said curiously:

"No matter how bad it is, it's better to wait for the child to be born a few months later."

"After all, after killing Black Mountain and pacifying the turmoil in Hades, we can count the days of our return on our fingers."

There are two heartbeats coming out of a person, what could be the matter?

Even Zhao Feng and others could see it, not to mention Lu Li himself. He even looked through the book of life and death for this purpose, and after confirming that it was correct, he was instantly enveloped by a strange emotion.

Not panic.

Lu Li felt that he could give his child a bright future. He felt amazing. He had traveled through the heavens and experienced great storms, and now a little life was born suddenly.

fetters, caress...

Many emotions were intertwined, prompting Lu Li to act impatiently. He wanted to clear away all obstacles as soon as possible, and leave the child a great dynasty without any hidden dangers.

"This child will not be born for a year and a half."

Due to their close relationship, Lu Li told Zhao Feng the truth.

"Nezha?"

Zhao Feng wanted to exclaim at first, but he had a sense of propriety in his heart, so he restrained himself in the end.

Lu Li was not surprised by this scene. At the beginning, Duke came to him and asked him when he would be a godfather. After learning that the child needs to stay in the mother's body for three years before he can be born, he blurted out:

"Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui?"

As to why it took so long to conceive a child, Lu Li found an uncertain answer in the book of life and death:

There is only the date of birth of the child, but no date of death. It must be beyond the five elements.

It's worth mentioning that maybe it's because the secrets cannot be revealed, or maybe the level of the life and death book in the hands of the Spirit King is not enough. The name of Lu Li's unborn baby son has not been manifested in the book, and there is only a causal line that is closely related to his father. connected.

"It seems that we won't be able to wait for the day when the child is born." Zhao Feng calmed down and said with a smile, "Let's prepare a gift for him in advance, and when the time comes, the dharma body left here will hand it over."

As he said that, he threw a seed casually, and the seed was guided by a divine power, and flew straight into the distance.

Xu knew that Lu Li didn't like Buddhism, and Zhao Feng's gift didn't have the light of Buddha, and it had nothing to do with Buddhism. It seemed to be a lotus seed with endless vitality inside.

Seeing this, the other people who were closely behind had some calculations in their hearts, and left a gift for Dharmakaya.

There is no way, no one knows whether he can survive in the hands of the old black mountain demon.

...

On the day of the Hungry Ghost Festival, the yin and yang realms overlap, and the ghost gate can be opened anywhere in the world.

And Jinhua and Beimang, where there was a change, were indeed likely to be the incarnation nodes specially selected by the old Heishan demon, so everyone dispatched without any hesitation.

"In any case, the troops are divided into two groups, one south and one north, even if there are problems in other areas, they can arrive quickly."

While wielding his sword, Lu Li looked at the mountains in front of him, thinking in his heart.

Born in Suzhou and Hangzhou, buried in Beimang.

About half an hour.

Everyone came to Mang Mountain thousands of miles away one after another.

The empty mountain is lonely and there are countless graves.

And they are all shrouded in thick fog and darkness.

"Even if there is a problem, it will not be the body of the Black Mountain old demon. This ten thousand-year-old tortoise is the most cherished life."

Yellow leather gourds are not good at carrying people around quickly, so Gao Qian arrived last, but as soon as he came out, he looked at the gloomy fog around him and made very low-level sarcasm.

However, the aggressive method worked.

The sound of beating gongs and drums suddenly sounded, and countless ghost figures gradually appeared in the distant haze.

The leader is a group of musicians, wearing mourning clothes, holding a suona made of white paper in their hands, blowing loudly to celebrate the festival of ghosts.

Afterwards, hundreds of female ghosts appeared. They held the silver basins for worship, and from time to time they reached out and grabbed a handful of ghost money, throwing them high like a celestial maiden scattered flowers.

So back and forth.

When Mingqian paved the road, groups of ghost soldiers and ghost generals rushed out from a black portal.

Evil ghosts, skeletons, yakshas, ​​and rakshasas, dressed in ghostly armor and holding axes, have hideous expressions and ugly faces. They ride skeleton horses and surround a carved dragon chariot, like loyal guards.

However, Lu Li's eyes were not on them.

In the restricted area closest to the walking chariot, there are four burly evil spirits, each holding a flag, like a strongman carrying the flag for the coach on the battlefield.

【Montenegro】

【Wonder City】

The font is pitch black.

Through the black gauze curtain outside the chariot, one could vaguely see a huge figure, which was two feet high.

"Who said that the ancestor dare not be born?"

A hoarse and deep voice came out, the tone was strange and elusive, as if there were thousands of innocent souls wailing in the ears, it was chilling.