The age of three worlds!
Wang Xiong fell into the netherworld in a coma and fell into the underworld after a battle with the immortals in the south gate!
I don''t know where it flows along the yellow spring, but there are pieces of Donghuang bell protecting the Lord. Wang Kai is not in any way affected until he suddenly wakes up. Suddenly, he feels a dark and dark atmosphere coming to his face.
There was a burst of crying in my ears.
"Let me out, I am not willing, I am not willing to die in the hands of people I despise, I am not willing to let me out!"
"I''m going to kill that bitch and poison me with my adulterer. I''m not willing to let me out!"
"I kill at the front line, and the emperor and grandson destroy my family in the back, which will destroy my family and kill my family. Will you give me poison wine? I''m not willing to go back and kill the emperor and his son! "
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The sound of a shrill cry, with towering resentment, is dark in all directions, is this resentment condensed into the shape of the sea.
King Xiong of Jinwu is still injured. At the moment, he is still very weak. Jinwu separation is originally a soul separation. In the underworld, he seems to be just a strong soul. However, because of the serious injury, he can''t see how serious he is at the moment.
Open your eyes and see a huge city in front of you, which is bigger than your own Lingxiao city. But the people inside are more than LingXiao City, I don''t know how many times.
No, it should be said, all ghosts, all angry ghosts.
Ghosts seem to be imprisoned in this huge city, with a large number of them, almost one by one. The number of terror is so terrible that even Wang Kai shows a trace of horror.
Are they all angry ghosts?
These ghosts shrieked and wanted to get out of the city, but the city seemed sealed, and no one could get out.
"Where is this?" Wang Kai was slightly stunned.
I can barely see a huge palace on the tower in the distance. All the ghosts can''t get close to it. There is a plaque on the huge palace, which is the three characters of "the city of vain death".
Wang Xiong has a "dead city order" in vain.
That''s the fragment of the heavenly way of the dead city.
Today, the way of heaven in the underworld is still the same. Therefore, this era did not waste the order of the city of death. However, it does not affect Wang Xiong''s understanding here.
Since he got the order of killing the city in vain, Wang Xiong also sent people to inquire about the situation of the city.
This is a city for impropriety. It is the sixth Hall of the ten palaces of the underworld and the sixth Hall of the sixth hall, which is under the jurisdiction of King Bian.
As long as the ghost dies abnormally and disobeys the arrangement of the underworld, the ghosts will be detained here.
"Why am I here?" Wang Xiong looked around at countless ghosts.
"You deserve your bad luck. You have been caught by some ghost messengers. Alas!" A sigh came from the side.
Wang Kai turned his head and looked, but he saw an old man sitting on the stone beside him, watching the angry ghosts roaring.
"Old man? You say, I was caught by a ghost Wang Xiong said curiously.
"Of course, if you die so young, and you still follow the current of the yellow spring, you are certainly not going to die for a long time. You should catch it and throw it into the city of futile death!" The old man nodded.
"I heard that ghosts in the underworld are not under the control of the ten palaces of hell? Didn''t you send me to inquire? " Wang Kai frowned.
"Ah, you are talking about the old Chinese calendar. Now the underworld is not the same. In the past, the underworld was under the management of the ten palace Yama. However, the hell changed a lot, and the ten hall Yama could not manage so much. Besides, the ten hall Yama has also changed. It''s not a good thing. Just look at this futile City, now it''s only allowed to enter and not to go out, How many worthless people are there? More and more stuff! It''s going to be full! " The old man sighed.
"Only in, not out?" Wang Xiong said in surprise.
"Of course, it''s like you, ha ha, it''s no worse than the 18th floor hell. You''ll be kept in prison all the time. Even if you don''t have any resentment, you''ll accumulate gradually. You''ll never be born again!" The old man showed a sad look.
The old man seemed to be talking about Wang Xiong, but he seemed to be talking about himself. When he talked about the sad place, he became more and more sad. In grief, there is a lot of resentment.
"Old man, can ghosts ever go out of the dead city in vain? How to get out? " Wang Xiong asked.
"In vain death City, we can detain the ghost of wasted death. When the time of Yang Shou is exhausted, we can go to reincarnation and reincarnate. But now it is different. When the time of Yang Shou is exhausted, we are not allowed to go out. In this way, we will only accumulate more and more resentment. Of course, there is a way to go out. Only when the resentment is cleared up and scattered, is it possible? Unless you have drunk Mengpo soup and forgotten everything in the past, how can ghosts disperse all their grievances and become so pure? " The old man''s indignant way of bitter smile.
"Meng Po? Do you know where Meng Po is? " Wang Kai''s eyes brightened.
"In front of Naihe bridge, Mengpo soup! Who hasn''t heard of it? As for the specific location, I don''t know, but if the city Lord is killed in vain, Yan Luo of the ten halls must know it! " Said the old man.
"To die in vain of the city Lord and the ten halls of hell?" Wang Xiong was slightly stunned."I''m just a mortal. According to the truth, I died in vain when I was 30 years old in the sun, but I''ve been imprisoned for 200 years. I''m just a mortal. My yangshou has been exhausted for a long time. They still don''t give me a reincarnation. Why! The underworld has changed, changed The old man was in grief.
"In that case, I''ll send you out!" Wang Xiong said in a deep voice.
"What?" The old man looked at Wang Kai blankly.
"There are only two ways to get out of the dead city. One is to run out of Yang Shou and the other is to let go of resentment? Since Yang Shou is exhausted and won''t let you wait out, I''ll let you wait and help you get rid of your resentment and listen to my scripture "the curse of death!" Wang Xiong suddenly sat cross legged and read with his hands together.
"Amitabha night in Nanwu......!"
As soon as the sound of Buddha was read from Wang Xiong''s mouth, a layer of Buddha light appeared all over Wang Xiong''s body. Against the light of Buddha, the sound of Buddha suddenly filled the ears of ghosts around him.
The surrounding ghosts were still full of bitterness and resentment. But with the sound of Wang Xiong''s Scripture, the voice of transcendence bathed a crowd of complaining ghosts. All of them became quiet.
In the light of Buddha, the soul seems to be baptized.
The old man who had just talked to Wang Xiong suddenly showed a happy look on his face, and his whole body seemed to be bathed in the light of Buddha.
Thank you very much The old man paid homage to Wang Kai. At the moment of his resentment, he seemed to rise from the sky and slowly flew out of the city.
Not only the old man, but all the ghosts behind him were being overruled by Wang Xiong. He also saw some ghosts flying out of the city of futile death, and all of a sudden they came to Wang Xiong''s Buddha light one by one.
After all, Wang Xiong is the Buddha''s fruit position. This little matter of transcending the dead is what Buddha is best at. To baptize the soul is just a small matter.
Under the curse of the past life, one by one, the resentment of ghosts dissipated. No, it didn''t, but it turned into golden merit under Wang Xiong''s transcendence. The merits and virtues transformed in the transcendence poured into Wang Xiong''s body. All of a sudden, the rolling merits and virtues were repairing Wang Xiong''s injury.
Wang Xiong was injured this time. He was in a weak state. His merits and virtues entered into his body. Like a long drought, he felt very comfortable.
"Is there any merit in virtue? Sure enough, everything has a cause and effect. I have surpassed the spirit of resentment. Resentment has entered my body as a proof of merit and virtue of heaven and earth. The spirit of resentment in this city should soon be able to restore me! " There was a flash of satisfaction in Wang Xiong''s eyes.
With the injury getting better and better, Wang Xiong''s Buddhist sound spread more widely, and the whole body of Buddha was blooming more and more. It was not long before Wang Xiong died in vain in the city, and began to spread the voice of Wang Xiong''s "the curse of death" everywhere.
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a city in vain is a prison. But there are still palaces in it. The palaces are the houses of the jailers, and also the residences of the city lords who died in vain.
There are a lot of ghost soldiers and ghost generals guarding the main hall of the city tower in vain. There are two figures in the hall.
A man in a black robe, respectfully looking at the side of the main seat wearing black dragon robe man.
The Black Dragon Robe man closed his eyes, as if in meditation, but, between mouth swallowing, suddenly, there was a whirlpool on the top of his head, rolling resentment from the sky, quickly into the Black Dragon Robe man''s mouth and nose.
This is an hour. An hour later, the black dragon robed man opened his eyes.
"Your Highness, what is the quality of this resentment?" The black official robe man immediately flattered the way.
"Yes, the resentment is really strong! In vain, the city Lord, you have done a good job The black dragon robed man Bian Cheng Wang was satisfied.
"Don''t worry, your highness, I have mastered this city of futile death, and I will continue to collect resentment. Next, I will collect the resentment in a bottle and send it to his highness Bian Cheng''s palace!" In vain, the Lord of death flattered the way.
"Not only me, but also Yama of the ten palaces should be sent! Otherwise, if they make trouble, I will not forgive you lightly! " Bian Cheng Wang said in a deep voice.
"Yes, yes, after all, if you go to the high priest, you will say that we are not united!" In vain, the Lord of the city immediately said with a smile.
"Well? Asshole Bian Cheng Wang''s eyes glared.
In vain, the city Lord''s face changed. He didn''t know where to offend the king of Bian.
"Have you forgotten my words? Don''t mention the name of the high priest, and our identity. Don''t mention it again! Since two hundred years ago, you are the city Lord in vain. Don''t you want to stay in this position? " Bian Cheng Wang''s eyes glared.
"Yes, yes, I made a slip of the tongue. Your highness will not be angry. The small and the small ones are too proud. Two hundred years ago, we replaced the ten halls of the underworld. The small ones, the small ones...!" In vain, the city Lord was frightened.
"Hum, take care of your mouth and say it in front of me. If you want to say something outside, you will be suppressed forever. Hum, the high priest has sent a message. The three realms have found some clues. Let me be careful! We took the place of the Lord of the ten halls. I don''t know what happened to the ten real kings of the ten palaces. In a few days, I''ll see them in person. Don''t let them run away! " Bian Cheng Wang said coldly.
"No, the high priest didn''t miss anything. Under the chaos in the underworld, we almost mastered all of them. Your highness, you have become the sixth palace of the ten palaces of hell! How could there be an accident? " In vain, the Lord of death flattered the way."So, no matter what time in the future, don''t say anything more!" Bian Cheng Wang said in a deep voice.
"Yes In vain, the Lord of the dead city answered.
"Well, other races don''t care, and the snake vine people can''t use it. However, it''s the biggest tonic for my family. If I absorb some fresh resentment, you can enjoy it with me." Bian Cheng Wang said in a deep voice.
"Yes, your highness!" In vain, the city Lord also breathed lightly.
Two people closed their eyes into a fixed, continue to absorb the endless resentment of the dead city, can be inhaled, two people suddenly opened their eyes.
"What''s the matter? Less resentment? " Bian Cheng Wang''s face sank.
"It''s impossible. How could it be so?" The city Lord died in vain.
"In vain, there''s something wrong with the city. Let''s go out and have a look." Bian Cheng Wang''s face sank.
"Yes
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