The undercurrent of the Huangquan River in the underworld is surging and moaning endlessly. The huge waves on the river are one after another, just like Wang Yan's current mood.
He returned to the underworld from the East China Sea without skipping a beat, looking at Xiangtai, Guimen Pass, Yama Hall, and Yin Mountain, knocking over countless ghosts along the way.
After being knocked over, the evil ghosts were all furious and wanted to trouble Wang Yan, but when they came into contact with Wang Yan's eyes, they all fell silent and shut their mouths knowingly.
Those are a pair of eyes that even evil spirits would be afraid of. They are full of anger, full of madness, and full of overwhelming hatred!
He was so angry!
Wang Yan's only idea now is to return to Fengdu City and kill the two scum, Qingpi and Fatty Pig.
"Wang Yan, Wang Yan, you were short-sighted and mistakenly trusted these two liars. It was your fault that my sister was taken away. You will never give up!" Wang Yan was filled with grief and anger.
"I will make up for the mistakes I made! One by one! Now, I will take your lives!"
Fengdu City.
In the dark hut, Fat Pig and Qing Pi were rummaging through boxes and cabinets, looking for something. The candlelight on the table flickered on and off, illuminating their faces in an especially terrifying way.
"Bah, this kid Wang Yan is really a poor guy. He is completely broke. There is nothing valuable in the house." Qingpi cursed and opened a cabinet, randomly grabbed a few small items, and stuffed them into his backpack.
"The boy has given all his savings over the years to us two brothers. How can he exchange for the meteor shower? How can he have anything valuable left?" Fatty Pig agreed. "Brother, let's go to the Well of Reincarnation and be reincarnated. That's what happened on that day."
The immortal master named Guangchengzi promised that we would be reincarnated into a wealthy family and enjoy the blessings of the ninth life. Why should we use these things to honor that bullshit Judge Cui?"
"You know nothing!" Qingpi scolded, "It's better for the county magistrate to be in charge now. Judge Cui is in charge of the Well of Samsara. If you don't serve him comfortably, he will trip you up when you are reincarnated and make you an idiot in your next life, or else
That thing can't be hard, so what should I do? Who are you going to talk to for reason?" At this point, Qingpi's eyelids suddenly twitched. "Why am I so uneasy? Immortal Master Guangchengzi promised to wipe his butt clean, and he will definitely clean the king's ass.
Get rid of that boy Yan. But why am I so unsteady now?" He said this without stopping, grabbing anything he could see and stuffing it into his backpack.
"Brother, the longer you live, the less courageous you become." Fatty Pig sneered. "Are you feeling guilty because you feel sorry for that kid? To be honest, I feel a little guilty too, but we have no right.
I have no money and want to be reincarnated. How long will it take for us to be reincarnated? If God hadn’t met Master Guangchengzi this time while searching for Fairy Yinhe, we still don’t know when we would be reincarnated!"
"I was worrying too much. That kid is probably out of his mind. We'll burn his kennel on fire soon. Okay, let's go."
The two of them took a quick look and found that Wang Yan's home had been completely swept away, not even a needle was left. Then they tied up their backpacks with satisfaction.
"Bang!"
The iron door was kicked away and lay in pieces on the ground.
A dark figure appeared at the door.
"Now that these two good brothers are here, why are they leaving in such a hurry?"
Wang Yan's voice was as cold as the cold wind in an Arctic ice cave.
"you!"
Fat Tiger and Qingpi both felt a sudden shock in their hearts and looked at each other in confusion.
"Ah, Brother Wang, are you back?" Qingpi was full of joy, and he stepped forward to hold Wang Yan's hand. "How is it? Did the confession succeed? Why didn't that girl come back?"
"stop."
Hearing this murderous voice, Qingpi felt a chill in his heart, stopped in his tracks, and temporarily put away the dagger hidden in his sleeve.
"Is it you? Why?" Wang Yan said word by word.
"Oh, Brother Wang, what did you say, we..." Qingpi said anxiously.
"Brother, why are you going around in circles with him!" Fatty Pig interrupted him. "Now that you've done it, let's stay single!" He glanced sideways at Wang Yan and laughed. "Yes, it was the grandpas who sold you.
So what? Anyone who doesn’t care for himself will be punished by heaven and earth! If there is a chance to be reincarnated into a wealthy family and enjoy happiness, let alone a brother, even my father, I will sell him without hesitation!"
"You are very frank." Wang Yan's tone was surprisingly calm now. "Yes, if you don't care for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth. Since you two have harmed me, I will kill you, so don't talk nonsense."
"Boy, is it just you?" Fatty Pig laughed wildly and winked at Qingpi, "Brother, send this kid on his way!"
"Whoosh!"
Wang Yan's figure was like a sharp sword, piercing Fat Pig's heart fiercely!
He was not a foolhardy person. Although he was filled with hatred, he quickly calmed down the moment he kicked the iron door flying. Fat Pig and Qingpi were both strong, but he had no friends in the underworld, not even a helper.
No one is good at boxing. Only by relying on your own composure can you have the chance to win.
From the moment he entered the room, he was concentrating on observing the two people, seizing the opportunity to make a move. When Fat Pig winked at Qing Pei, his guard was slightly relaxed. If he didn't move now, wait until later!
Wang Yan's moves didn't have any tricks. He used his whole body as a weapon and slammed into the enemy. It was extremely clumsy. He had been unable to practice because he had the fate of [Nine Ages of Decline God] before, but riri did it on the edge of the sea of blood.
He works hard and his body is quite strong.
When he was working as a coolie, he met a ghost who was a member of the martial arts world during his lifetime. The ghost was born with a strong body, and he also practiced an external martial art when he was alive, named "Iron Mountain Kung Fu". He trained his body to be harder than iron and stone. When fighting,
Just use your whole body to hit it hard. If you hit it hard, the enemy's muscles and bones will often be broken.
Wang Yan was quite talented in learning such stupid kung fu, and he mastered it in a short time. The ghost then accumulated enough merits and reincarnated, otherwise Wang Yan would still have many helpers.
Wang Yan has been listening to the "Pure Heart Universal Good Mantra" for three years. Three months ago, the power of the "Ninth World Declining God" was finally suppressed, and he was able to practice to the realm of foundation building.
Most of the cultivation methods in the world, whether it is cultivating immortals, cultivating demons, cultivating Buddhism or cultivating demons, the first two steps are mostly the same, which are divided into two steps: foundation building and Yin Shen.
The first step to build the foundation state is to bathe in the snow spirit, illuminate the soul internally, open the wisdom root, and initially be able to sense the existence of the vitality of heaven and earth, and introduce the vitality into the body. In this way, the soul can be strengthened step by step.
Qi refiners, demons, and monks in the foundation-building realm are just that their souls are stronger than ordinary people, their bodies are stronger, they are immune to all kinds of diseases, and they are still unable to use spells or perform magical powers.
The second step is to reach the realm of yin spirit. After the spirit soul is further strengthened, it attracts the vitality of heaven and earth into the body to temper the seven souls of the three souls and seven souls. After the yin spirit is cultivated, the spirit soul can leave the body, use the spirit soul to drive objects, communicate with heaven and earth, and use
Use all kinds of magic and supernatural powers.
Among the three souls and seven souls of human beings, three souls belong to Yang, seven souls belong to yin, three souls are good, and seven souls are evil. After death, the three souls return to the underworld, and the seven souls remain in the corpse for the time being.
After nine days, the seven souls will return to the underworld and merge with the three souls to form a complete ghost. This is why some people with a gentle temperament become cruel after death and before the body is buried because of various coincidences.
He is unkind and kills people on sight, which is why his character is completely different from his character in life. When he swindles a corpse, the soul in the corpse is incomplete. There are no three souls of good nature, but only seven souls of evil nature.
The yin spirit is actually similar to the yin soul. It cannot see sunlight, black dog blood, rooster blood, etc., otherwise the power will be destroyed.
The realm of the yin soul is divided into three levels: possession, expelling objects, and seizing bodies.
[Possession] is commonly known as [Ghost Possession], which can temporarily lodge the spirit in another person's body, control his actions, and influence his thoughts.
[Dispelling Objects] is to use the yin spirit to control flying swords, flying needles and other weapons to hurt people with a hundred steps, or to communicate with heaven and earth and use the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire and earth.
[Seize the body] is the highest level of ghost possession, directly wiping out the souls of others, also called [rebirth through reincarnation].
As for the realm of Yin God, each family's cultivation method is different.
Immortal cultivators cultivate the Yang God, and above the Yang God there is the realm of heavenly tribulation. If you survive the heavenly tribulation, you will become a heavenly immortal.
Demon cultivators cultivate Yin demons, survive the tribulations of demons, and become demon gods.
Those who practice Buddhism need to reincarnate nine times with the help of Ksitigarbha, and achieve different statuses according to the accumulated merit and vows.
Wang Yan didn't understand all these subtleties.
Fat Pig and Qing Pi have already succeeded in building a foundation, but due to their qualifications, they have not been able to make any progress. Their strength is not much different from that of Wang Yan.
Wang Yan successfully built the foundation, and the power of his movements was several times greater than before. This time, if he hit the "Iron Mountain", the whole house would be demolished by him.
Fatty Pig was distracted, and Wang Yan had already bullied him. He was frightened and wanted to dodge, but his fat body could not keep up with the speed of his thoughts, and he was about to be hit by Wang Yan.
"thorn slide".
When he tried his best to dodge, his foot slipped and his fat body fell heavily to the ground.
However, this time he was a blessing in disguise. Wang Yan's killing blow was missed because the fat pig suddenly slipped to the ground. He couldn't hold back and hit the iron wall. With a "boom", the wall collapsed.
A big hole was broken.
The fat pig struggled to get up, was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly. "Boy, have you forgotten that you are a bad god? Your luck is extremely bad, and you still dare to fight with us?"
Qingpi smiled and said, "You brat, I'm standing here and asking you to beat me. Come and beat me!"
Wang Yan emerged from the rubble, without saying a word, and with a "sudden" sound, he hit Qingpi with the iron mountain stick.
This powerful move was a sure blow, and when it reached three feet in front of Qingpi, it seemed to be blocked by some strange force, causing it to miss its mark.
Wang Yan stumbled and hit the table in front of Qingpi hard, smashing the iron table into pieces.
"Ha ha!"
Qingpi and Fat Pig laughed wildly.
"Boy, come and hit me! Come and hit me on the nose. Grandpa is standing here, letting you hit me!"
"Brother Wang, why don't you seem to have enough to eat? Where's the accuracy? Don't you want revenge? Why are you venting your anger on the house and the table?"
"Unlucky guy, come and hit me, hit me!"
The two of them laughed wildly and enjoyed the pleasure of cat playing with mouse.
Walls, tables, beams... Wang Yan's attacks again and again failed to hit the target, and he didn't even touch the corners of their clothes. Instead, the room was smashed to pieces.
Under the influence of the fate of [Nine Worlds of Declining Gods], it is impossible for Wang Yan to win in the battle.
After getting tired of the cat-and-mouse game, Qingpi and Fat Pig pressed forward step by step, forcing Wang Yan into a corner.
"Boy, your life is really meaningless. Grandpa will save you!" Qingpi smiled grimly.
Wang Yan clenched his teeth and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. He used his last strength and hit the two of them. The two of them did not dodge and watched Wang Yan fall to the ground.
"die!"
Qingpi and Fat Pig had twisted faces, showing crazy smiles.
Wang Yan looked at the fists dropped by the two men, jumped up, and tried to move aside.
Just halfway through the leap, he suddenly became exhausted and unable to continue, and fell to the ground abruptly.
What greeted him were two ferocious smiling faces.
"Sister, I'm sorry." Wang Yan smiled miserably.
He simply closed his eyes. Due to the influence of fate, no matter how hard he could hit the enemy, it was better to empty his mind and welcome the final blow with a certain death mentality.
One breath.
Two breaths.
Three breaths.
The expected fierce collision did not come, and time seemed to freeze all of a sudden.
Wang Yan opened his eyes.
A strange scene appeared in the room. Qingpi and Fat Pig gnashed their teeth, maintained an attacking posture, and waved their four fists. However, they seemed to have been immobilized by someone, and they remained motionless, and even their expressions were frozen.
Wang Yan was in mid-air but did not fall down at all. The situation was extremely strange.
"Who?" he yelled.
"This is the person chosen by the leader of Tiandao? How disappointing!" A faint voice suddenly sounded in the room.
"Who are you?"
"Do you have the slightest regret that the leader of Tiandao was kidnapped because of you? Humph, it's so shameful to be killed by others when you eagerly seek revenge!" This faint voice was full of disdain.
"Yes, I was the one who harmed my sister! It was only because I was blind and mistakenly believed in a thief that I harmed my sister!"
Wang Yan was filled with grief and anger. He raised his left hand and put it in front of his eyes.
"I have no eyes and I can't tell good from bad. What's the use of keeping these eyes?"
He stretched out his two index fingers and thrust them into his eye sockets!
A bloody eyeball was gouged out and thrown to the ground.
Although the Yin soul has no body, it still has a body and five senses. When the eyeballs were dug out, Wang Yan's left eye immediately went blind. Huge pain hit his whole body. His face was pale, and faint ghost blood appeared in his facial features.
Come.
He used his mind to hold back from passing out.
"Although you are stupid, you are really sincere to the leader of Tiandao. Humph, she put me in your body before she left, so I will help you."
A soft light suddenly lit up in the dark room.
Wang Yan endured the severe pain and looked with his remaining right eye. In the golden light, a strange wheel was spinning.
The wheel is as small as a cart, and it is divided into hundreds of spaces by golden lines. There are a few small words written in each space. Wang Yan can barely make out the words. These words include [Ninth Generation Beggar], [Immaculate], [Heaven]
[Medical Seamless], [Attracting Wealth and Treasures], [Fatal Blow], [Jingtianweidian]...and so on.
Most of these spaces are dim, and only a few spaces sparkle with a faint light.
"My name is [Wheel of Fortune], and it is a treasure refined by the first generation of Tiandao Cult Master. Any destiny in the world is under my control!"
"The treasure that controls destiny?" Huge shock filled Wang Yan's heart. "So, shouldn't I just use whatever destiny I want? I have the damn destiny of nine generations of declining gods, just go to it.
*damn it!"
"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you for the time being." A cold voice came from the Wheel of Fortune. "The third generation of Tiandao leader, your sister, caused me serious damage in a terrifying battle a hundred years ago.
, most of the life in my body has been lost. At present, I am just lingering on."
"Since the third generation Tiandao Cult Master left me to you, I will temporarily believe in you." Wheel of Fortune's voice did not have any warmth. "You help me gradually restore my previous strength, and I will provide you with the necessary help. However,
, if I find that you are really unable to hold yourself up, I will leave you immediately and find a new owner."
"You are mine, don't worry, I will make you feel that you are right to choose me. I will let you return to your past glory." Wang Yan said every word, with a fanatical light in his eyes. He
He held the theory of destiny firmly in his hand with his big hand. The wheel of destiny "buzzed" and struggled twice, no longer resisting.
"The [Ninth Generation Declined God] in your body is extremely domineering. Fortunately, the third-generation Tiandao leader used her magic to help you seal part of the energy before being captured. Now, I will use my power to help you temporarily put it in
It’s sealed within your body.”
The Wheel of Fortune rotated, and several rays of colored light flew into Wang Yan's body. He felt that a voice full of demonic energy was struggling and roaring in his heart, as if it was fighting against the colored light. After a moment, the voice slowly disappeared.
"You use the new destiny I gave you to kill those two bastards into scum!"
Immediately afterwards, one of the boxes on the Wheel of Fortune flashed, and the four big characters on it came into Wang Yan's eyes.dd