Chapter 174 Late September Autumn Wants to Visit the Underworld
Chapter 174 September Late Autumn Want to Visit the Underworld
Author: Prisoner in the Cauldron
Chapter 174 September Late Autumn Want to Visit the Underworld
It was quite chilly in Chang'an in September. Yuan Shoucheng shrank his neck and felt a chill in his heart. It was even colder than the weather in late autumn.
The man in front of him was a fierce man who fought with Bodhisattva on the nine heavens. How could he afford to offend him?
The aftermath of a fight can pierce the sky. How powerful is this? Just thinking about it makes you tremble all over.
How could I be so virtuous that this evil star would come to my door? Black smoke is probably rising from my ancestral grave.
I couldn't help but lamented, and said bitterly: "The noble is innately sacred, why do you need to play with the villain? If you want to ask me anything, please speak up, and I will pick up what I can say."
"What does it mean to be innately sacred?" Mu Chenxing wanted to know if the magic numbers of Journey to the West could be used to predict his own.
He knew that local people would definitely not be able to deduce the information before he traveled through time. What he wanted to know was whether the dark information encrypted by Qiyuan after traveling through time could be seen through by divination, Yi Shu and other deduction methods.
"I can't calculate the fate of the public. The secret of heaven is obscure and cannot be seen clearly. It must be something divine that was born innately."
Yuan Shoucheng's words could only be described as half-truths and half-false, and they were highly flattering. Mu Chenxing could tell that Qiyuan's method of encrypting dark information was effective, but some of the information could still be calculated by experts.
Lao Yuantou said that he couldn't see clearly and couldn't calculate. The underlying meaning was that someone could calculate. This way of expression was very clever.
"Who do you belong to?" Mu Chenxing wanted to know the details of Lao Yuan.
"His Majesty."
I'm afraid this Your Majesty is not talking about Li Shimin, but the Supreme One in Heaven.
"How much do you know about Buddhist scriptures?"
"I dare not say that."
It is estimated that without the threat of a bloody disaster, Old Yuan would have used another wording, such as "the secret must not be leaked" or something like that to deceive people.
Mu Chenxing did not force him, he had no intention of forcing anyone to death, so he changed his question: "Why do you want the emperor of the Tang Dynasty to send people to the west?"
"Incense." Yuan Shoucheng added: "Buddha fights for a furnace of incense."
The power of incense and aspiration is indeed a form of power, especially in this world.
It may be that the birth is rather strange, or it may be that certain events occurred in ancient times, which caused the soul, will power, or the power of thought fluctuations in this world to become more apparent.
Wild animals, vegetation, even stubborn rocks and objects have the opportunity to give birth to spiritual beings. Human beings who are born with spiritual intelligence do have concrete power in their wishes.
But this power system is not that powerful. What Mu Chenxing saw and heard today was that only the two unlucky guards of Liangjie Mountain had the aura of incense and wish power, Sun Wukong, Mu Cha, Guanyin Bodhisattva, and Yi Xing
The big monsters I came to see, and even Yuan Shoucheng in front of me, were not stained with incense.
It can be seen that the power of incense and desire is not a high-end power.
"Is the incense worth such a calculation?" He was a little puzzled.
If the planning started when Sun Monkey was born, then this layout would have lasted for at least seven or eight hundred years, and Jin Chanzi's reincarnation would have been reincarnated ten times now.
Is it necessary to work so hard?
Wouldn’t it save more time and effort to directly send people to preach?
Yuan Shoucheng realized that this man must be in a place like Cave Heaven Paradise. He had stayed there for so long that he didn't know anything about the world.
But he did not dare to slander, and answered honestly: "Immortals and Buddhas do not need incense, gods do, especially land, city gods and other small gods. They can only survive by relying on incense."
"That's it." Mu Chenxing understood.
To put it bluntly, it’s still a matter of grabbing territory.
Regardless of the fact that the fighting capabilities of the City God, Land God, etc. are not very good, they are the foundation of Shinto and Ghost Way. These Mao Gods belong to grassroots cadres such as village officials and township chiefs. Without them, no one can manage the occupation.
The land below.
In this world, people, gods, ghosts, and the three realms and six realms all have rules and regulations, which are interlocking. It is already a very mature management system.
It is estimated that the power of incense and desire was developed to support basic managers.
"Your Majesty agrees?"
In order to learn the scriptures, the Jade Emperor sent Yuan Shoucheng, Taibai Jinxing, Nezha, Erlang Shen, Twenty-eight Stars and other heavenly officials to help from the lower realms. This was to help Buddhism occupy the territory step by step.
It still occupies territory that nominally belongs to Heaven.
Unreasonable.
"The calamity is approaching. Let's pray for blessings to eliminate the disaster." When Yuan Shoucheng said this, his face was extremely heavy, and he even showed a trace of fear.
"Gods kill and rob?" Mu Chenxing had read novels such as "Fengshen" and "The Great Desolate" in his previous life. As soon as he talked about "killing and tribulation", this word immediately appeared in his mind.
"When the Duke was born at this time, didn't he come to overcome the tribulation?"
I'm not, I just came here for a trip out of boredom. Mu Chenxing is in trouble, he is not from this world.
But after a conversation with Yuan Shoucheng, the situation of Journey to the West became much clearer in his mind.
This earth is an independent small world wrapped in chaos. No matter how many different spaces there are or how big the area is, it is not a big universe and its energy is limited.
Immortals, Buddhas, gods, humans and ghosts, as well as spirits, monsters, demons and charms, are all part of this energy cycle. The more individuals with high energy levels, the less the total amount that can be circulated.
This place is dominated by a cultivation civilization that seeks individual transcendence, and all living beings focus on the spiritual energy that helps to improve their life levels.
No one studies other energies such as dark energy, antimatter, and vacuum zero-point energy.
Therefore, the lack of energy is a problem that most practitioners must face. In order to compete for energy, large-scale sectarian conflicts are inevitable.
Either to rob other spaces such as Cave Heaven and Paradise, or to kill enemies and return their energy to heaven and earth.
This kind of large-scale killings will inevitably happen periodically. According to Yuan Shoucheng's words, there may be signs of energy shortage again, which is the so-called killing disaster.
Both Heavenly Court and Buddhism and Taoism probably saw this, so they wanted to delay the war by killing a group of monsters.
This is the true meaning of Yuan Shoucheng's words to pray for disaster relief.
Therefore, Buddhism planned the journey to the West, and Taoism and Heaven chose to support it. There must have been many other calculations involved, but the general situation was like this.
Treating the symptoms but not the root cause, Mu Chenxing sighed in his heart. But he knew that he could stand up and talk without back pain. Developing and breaking through chaos is the real way out. This idea may not be available to local powerful people, but it is too difficult to think of and do it.
They are two different things.
It is very likely that the thirty-third heavens in heaven and the eighteen levels of hell in the underworld are products driven by this kind of thinking.
He didn't know exactly how. Information in many places had been obscured and deleted, making it impossible to scan.
"I'll do some calculations, and you probably won't suffer a bloody disaster today. Mr. Yuan, do you think my calculations are accurate?"
Having almost understood the local situation, Yuan Shoucheng may not know more in-depth information, and even if he knows it, he may not dare to say it. He feels that there is no need to embarrass this little old man anymore.
Yuan Shoucheng breathed a big sigh of relief, having finally managed it. He was so excited that he almost knocked his head on the ground and praised loudly: "The divine calculation must be extremely accurate. Yuan admires it very much!"
"Okay, stop taking pictures. I apologize for any inconvenience. I'll say goodbye." Mu Chenxing smiled, got up and left.
Yuan Shoucheng, who was behind him, bowed his head again and saluted: "Best farewell to your noble man."
After seeing off this powerful man who had appeared out of nowhere, he only felt that his hands and feet were weak. The few words he had just spoken had already made several rounds at the gate of hell. He could neither reveal the secrets of heaven nor satisfy the evil star in front of him.
, he felt like he was dancing on the tip of a knife.
It's so exciting.
No, this Gua Pavilion cannot be opened. Anyway, the task has been completed. It’s time to find a place to practice and quietly wait to be entered into the immortal book and become an official in heaven.
Not to mention that Yuan Shoucheng hurriedly locked the door and packed up his belongings. It is only said that Mu Chenxing wandered around the market in Chang'an until the midnight curfew, then put on an optical camouflage for himself and wandered into the palace.
The imperial palace during Li Shimin's time was inherited from the Daxing Palace of the Sui Dynasty. When he ascended the throne, he would be very poor, and the treasury would be emptied at every turn.
When he had money and was about to die, his attention had turned to building the emperor's tomb, so he did not build a palace on a large scale throughout his life.
There were three palaces in the Tang Dynasty: Taiji Palace, Daming Palace, and Xingqing Palace. He only lived in Taiji Palace, which was renamed from Daxing Palace. In the early Tang Dynasty, there was no name Taiji Palace yet. It was changed by Emperor Ruizong Li Dan of the Tang Dynasty more than 90 years later.
name.
As for the Daming Palace, it was built by Li Shimin's son Gaozong Li Zhi. The Xingqing Palace would not be expanded until the reign of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty. Now it is just an ordinary residential area inside Guo Chunming Gate in the East City outside Chang'an City.
Mu Chenxing entered the palace with a tourist mentality and had no other ideas. He visited Taiji Hall, Liangyi Hall, Chengqing Hall, Wude Hall and Ganlu Hall, and also climbed up to Lingyan Pavilion for a tour.
Portraits of the Twenty-Four Heroes.
I turned a corner again and saw Mingjun Li Shimin.
This is much more valuable than traveling to Xi'an, and you don't have to buy tickets.
It's a pity that I didn't see the empress Changsun, because she has passed away three years ago.
After browsing for a while, he jumped to the top of a watchtower, where the haunted show was about to begin.
As he guessed, not long after Li Shimin fell asleep, his soul was quietly lured to the outskirts of the palace by a kid who didn't know whether he was a ghost official or a ghost official. He successfully met the wronged soul of the Dragon King of Jinghe River, and then he was grabbed and scolded.
, scared half to death.
It wasn't until Guanyin Bodhisattva arrived to drive away the evil dragon's wronged soul that he was able to escape. However, after returning to the soul, he fell ill.
It was indeed intentional.
"Why doesn't Master Guanyin pretend to be a mangy monk?" Mu Chenxing sat with her legs hanging on the watchtower, asking Guanyin flying in the air.
Guanyin did not answer the question, but asked: "If you see an evil spirit causing trouble, why don't you drive it away?"
"I don't get in your way, and you don't get in my way either."
As soon as Mu Chenxing said this, Guanyin asked nervously: "What do you want, fellow Taoist?"
"Go to the underworld for a tour."
"The poor monk is willing to be a guide and accompany fellow Taoists to visit the scenery of the underworld." Guanyin is not reassured. The ten halls of Yama in the underworld will definitely not be able to stop this person. Although Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is strong, he may not be able to stop him.
"No need to bother me, I just want to see how you fool Li Er." Mu Chenxing rejected the other party's "good intention" and said with a smile: "I am a Chinese human race, and I want to see how you can deceive the current human king of my race.
, can’t it?”
Well, this reason was very clever. Guanyin was a little embarrassed. What happened just now was indeed a conspiracy. Someone saw through it directly, and she felt shameless.
He had no choice but to bow his hand in apology and explain: "I am also from the human race and have never harmed the king of the Chinese people."
"I'll see for myself."
"Fellow Taoist, please excuse me. I don't dare to disturb you, so I'll take my leave."
"I won't send it."
Guanyin floated away, and Mu Chenxing continued to sit on the watchtower and wait. He had no intention of protecting Li Shimin. Not only did the Buddhism in Journey to the West not harm Li Er, but he also extended his life span for twenty years.
It's a good deal to get a little frightened and exchange twenty years of life. There's no need to disturb other people's good things.
He just found an excuse and wanted to go to the underworld freely.
Of course, he is not afraid of a fight.
In the next few days, the palace began to be haunted, and Li Shimin became seriously ill and bedridden.
Later, Qin Qiong and Yuchi Jingde guarded the main entrance of the palace, being sneaky and did not dare to disturb each other. Later, they were depicted as door gods. Mu Chenxing also saw Wei Zheng guarding the back entrance with a sword.
He didn't interfere.
It wasn't until Li Shimin breathed his last and his soul was carried away to the suburbs by an unknown force that Mu Chenxing followed him.
When the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty traveled to the underworld, he wouldn't mind adding another tourist, right?
Anyway, he won't admit that he can't find a way to the underworld.
The underworld is not underground, but a dimensional plane attached to the main space. There are entrances in many places. The main entrance should be under Mount Tai. It is guarded by Emperor Dongyue Huang Feihu and his son Bing Linggong, the righteous god of the three mountains.
You should be able to get in there, but there is no need. The fairy system in the world of Journey to the West is too complete. There are relatives and friends everywhere. Offending one can involve a lot of people, and it is very intricate.
Here we don’t pay attention to fighting and killing, but pay attention to personal feelings and sophistication.
Mu Chenxing doesn’t want to make the whole world his enemy.
It would be a good choice to follow Li Shimin and be welcomed in.
"Your Majesty, please go slowly." He patted Li Er's confused soul and sent a stream of Qi to stabilize his spiritual body. Although he did not know the local magic, the skills of one man were in perfect harmony with the Qi of Journey to the West.
, there is no obstacle at all in calling it.
"Who are you?" Li Shimin was shocked. How could he suddenly appear in the wilderness with an unknown person beside him?
"Your Majesty, if you think about it carefully, you have already passed away and your soul was taken out of your body. I am chasing after you because I am afraid that someone will do something wrong and capture your soul." Mu Chenxing randomly found an excuse to deceive people.
He threatened with a bad taste: "There are some evil monks who capture other people's souls to practice their magic, or stuff them into furnaces and calcine them to make poisonous elixirs;
Soul, nourishing mana.
It won't end well anyway.
No matter which method you use, you will be tortured until you cry and scream, your mind will be damaged, you will not be able to live or die, and you will never be able to be reincarnated."
Li Shimin was an emperor on horseback and had seen a lot of the horrors of the battlefield. He was not too scared of Mu Chenxing's words, but he just found them a bit novel.
But he frightened Judge Cui who came to greet him.
He can't let that stranger talk any more. If he keeps talking, his mission will not be completed.
He quickly showed up, knelt on the ground respectfully, and said: "Your Majesty, please forgive me for my mistake and not being far away."
Finally, Mr. Doorman was willing to show up, and Mu Chenxing was very happy.
