novelones Chapter 214 The Emperor Yama
Chapter 214 The Emperor Yama
After the black-faced King of Hell left the table, the master took a few people to the backyard.
Wu Hao looked at the relaxed Sun Nianshu and the Yinhua Granny who was facing a formidable enemy, his eyes rolled around, and he secretly sent a message to Sangou: "Sangou, do you feel anything strange?"
"No, this place is peaceful."
Xianghe, the evil-looking three-mouthed dragon, tiger, and dog-headed guillotine in the court is doomed to be an ominous place, right?
He had a guess in his mind, and after seeing the crescent moon on his forehead, he confirmed the identity of the King of Hell. Why did he look happy when he read?
With her studying temperament, there are not many scenes where she can be happy. Even in the Haotian Sect, where she is so familiar with Mao Wanhao, she will not be allowed to have such an expression.
The journey was not long, and Wu Hao stood firm with each step before taking the second step, so he walked very slowly, trying to delay the time as long as possible and thinking more about countermeasures.
Plan ahead and live long.
Starting from the platform, we walked into the first hall and visited the tenth hall carefully, and then from the tenth hall back to the fifth hall. If we count reincarnation, then our group should have reincarnated one and a half times. Xie Bian took the last step to ask to see the King of Hell. What is the intention?
"Ah...ah..." The little girl transformed by Granny Yinhua suddenly covered her face and fell to the ground. She rolled back and forth on the ground. Black smoke spread out from her body. Her breath gradually weakened, and she started to scream from a sharp scream. It only took a few minutes for her to cry so loudly that she could no longer cry.
We haven't walked a few steps, and we just walked around from the front of the bill to the front of the hall. What's the extra thing, and I don't feel any difference. The previous few people came in without triggering anything. How could this scene suddenly appear?
Wu Hao was already on guard, but was frightened by Granny Yinhua, and half of his soul flew away. Seeing her in such a miserable state, he felt even more stressed.
Looking around again, in the semi-open court, the three-foot French table is in the middle. There is a huge screen behind the table, with a "Landscape and Rising Sun" painted on it. Above the screen are the Mingjing and Mingjing. Plaque with large characters.
The ground is paved with huge bluestone tiles, which extend all the way from the inside of the hall to the outside of the hall. Some of the black and gray color penetrates into the bricks, which will not fade after a long time. In front of and on the left and right sides of the Dharma table, there is a piece of bluestone slightly higher than the ground, one inch above the ground. Xu size.
The dragon-headed guillotine, the tiger-headed guillotine, and the dog-headed guillotine are spaced exactly apart and are suppressed on the west side. The ferocious aura spreads its teeth and claws, and your heart trembles when you see it; dark red columns are spaced in an orderly manner to support the entire court, and the runes on the columns are looming. You can't see clearly the lines drawn, but you can feel the tremendous pressure.
There is another plaque hanging in front of the hall, which just reads "upright and bright".Even-numbered palace lanterns extend out to both sides with this plaque as the center, with dark red fine wood as the skeleton, inlaid with white silk gauze, and painted with various patterns. The rows of beards are extremely long, covering the bottom of the palace lanterns, and are also painted in bright red.
The environment has not changed at all, it is still the same as before when I came in, and it is still the same now.
However, a high-level monk who transformed into a god did not even have time to react and parry, and was immediately destroyed and suppressed. What kind of magic is this, the art of an immortal?
The master seemed to have known that this was going to happen for a long time. When Granny Yinhua was almost done with the pain, he gave the little girl a shock and kicked the little girl, "Okay, get up, you will bear the consequences. "As a result, you have done evil beforehand. Although you have the intention to do good, you have no good deeds. If you can follow the Bodhisattva and the Young Master to the underworld, you have enjoyed your good fortune in advance."
Granny Yinhua's eyes turned white, her whole body was like a boneless body, and she lay limply on the ground. The pressure and killing power finally disappeared, and she was suddenly so weak that she couldn't get up.
Seeing that Granny Yinhua was still unable to get up even though she made some moves, the master was furious: "In this troubled world, it is already an act of defiance. You have not yet wiped out your sins, yet you dare to come directly to the fifth hall. Who gave you the courage?" .
There is no suppression from Lord Yama here, and the fact that the 'Mirror is hanging high' does not directly annihilate the flying ashes you shine upon has already given the Bodhisattva a great deal of face, and you can't afford to rely on it. "
As soon as he finished speaking, the master's hand skills started again. Granny Yinhua felt like she was electrocuted, her whole body twitched, her moans became louder, and she seemed to be suppressed by something that was incompatible with her.
Wu Hao quickly looked around following the master's words. On the big mirror card behind the bill, there were the four gilt characters "Mingjing Gaoxuan". The yang energy was extremely strong. In the underworld of Yincao, such a yang-rich place was not allowed. It feels abrupt, but it feels like it should be this way.
Seeing that Granny Yinhua was really miserable, Wu Hao stepped forward to block her, but found that it was useless. The pressure of the "clear realm" was not directly irradiated, but a comprehensive restraint of attributes.
A trace of emotion flashed in Granny Yinhua's eyes, which was extremely obvious.
Master saw Wu Hao making a move. Although the kick fell, he took back the force and covered Granny Yinhua's body with a layer of Yin Qi. He kicked her further away and avoided the bright realm in the short term. meaning.
"You still haven't thanked your young master. If you continue to shine, you won't even be able to save your soul."
Granny Yinhua curled up and looked at the master with fearful eyes. She couldn't resist, so she weakly muttered: "Thank you...Thank you, master!"
After this incident, the few people did not even dare to do more transmission of messages as they moved forward, and followed the master slowly into the inner hall.
Eight Immortals table, Taishi chair, coffee table, incense table...
An old man sat on the Taishi chair on the right side, holding a cup of fragrant tea and tasting the tea. When he saw a few people coming in, he stopped drinking tea and gently pushed away the foam with the tea lid.
"sit!"
The thin old man's face is as white as jade, he is delicate and elegant, and every move he makes seems natural.
The master replied softly: "Jun Yan, the distinguished guest has been brought here, the young one will go down first."
The old man nodded with a serious expression.
Three people and one dog were left in the hall.
Wasn't it summoned by King Yama?Where are people?
Before Wu Hao started to ask questions, the thin old man said again: "Sit down."
Wu Hao and Sun Nianshu sat down as instructed, and Sangou squatted down casually. Even the Yinhua Granny was a little at a loss. She didn't dare to sit or walk. She was in a dilemma. No matter how stupid she was, she should have guessed how close it was to one. She didn't have the guts to sit with the evil-doing ghost cultivator and the King of Hell.
Seeing her confusion, the old man's eyes narrowed and he said, "You go out first."
"My surname is Bao, King of Yama in the fifth palace!"
Wu Hao's eyes widened in fright. This was the Emperor of Yama, with a black face and a crescent moon. This thin image did not match the black bread man at all.
"The second generation of those who ask the sky!"
Wu Hao opened his eyes again and stared at the King of Hell with the blue veins at the corners of his eyes exposed. He confirmed word by word: "The second generation of Heaven Asker?"
The old man took a sip of tea and was a little dissatisfied with Wu Hao's question. He did not reply directly, but cursed a few words: "Why do you use up half of your blood when you are a teacher?"
After saying that, he stretched out his hand and pulled it from the space, forming a whirlpool and sending it directly into Sun Nianshu's body. Seeing that her complexion quickly recovered, the black and gray strands of cause and effect were also pulled out by the King of Hell, trying to disperse them directly.
When he was putting it away and dispersing it, Nianshu suddenly shouted: "Master, this is what I should bear. I can't leave it to others, otherwise my Taoist heart will not be perfected."
Sun Nianshu called Master!
Wu Hao's transformation from the black-faced Bao Qingtian to the white-faced King of Hell has not yet been completed. Now the identity of the second generation Wentian Patriarch has been confirmed again. This news is enough to shock him for several days.