Chapter 355: Birth and Death (Part 1)

At this time, the Hunyuan Golden Bowl was pitch black, with nothing on all sides, and only a faint golden light occasionally flashed above the head, like a golden star in the dark night. Such a scene actually revealed a sense of peace and harmony. But Jiufeng knew that there were many dangers hidden in this peace and harmony.

The Hunyuan Golden Bowl grew out of the chaos. It was placed on the Fenbao Rock by the Hongjun Patriarch and given to Pangu. After Pangu passed away and became the Three Pure Ones, it was obtained by the Jiejiao Saint Tongtian Jiaozhu and passed on to his proud disciple Sanxiao Niangniang. It was really invincible. Once you enter the bowl, unless you have ten times more magic power than the user, you cannot escape. The pervasive golden light in the bowl will cut off all your magic power and turn you into a mortal.

Every drop of golden light that falls will take away a thousand years of magic power, and a thousand years of hard practice will become a bubble in an instant.

Especially for Nezha's lotus divine body and Jiufeng's great witch body, both of them have no primordial spirit, and their bodies are transformed by magic power. Because both of them have high cultivation, their three souls and seven spirits have condensed into true spirits and will not enter reincarnation, so once the physical body dies, they cannot even reincarnate. There are only two choices, one is to be listed on the Conferred God List and become a god, and the other is to completely dissipate, unlike mortals who can still reincarnate.

Although Jiufeng has strong magic power, it is impossible for her to be ten times higher than Kunpeng. The Hunyuan Golden Bowl was sacrificed and refined by Kunpeng in the West for seven years, and the mind and spirit were connected. How could Jiufeng get out? She only saw the golden light stop, and she felt relieved. On the one hand, she used her blood to protect Nezha's true spirit, and on the other hand, she secretly tried to get out and find trouble with Zhou Qing.

There must be a reason why the golden light in the bowl stopped, but Jiufeng could not see the movement outside through the golden bowl. It was just that the void was dark all around, and there was golden light on her head. She was neither up to the sky nor down to the ground, and she was suspended in the dark air. Over time, even Jiufeng felt suffocated.

Seeing that Nezha's true spirit was getting weaker and weaker, Jiufeng was also very anxious. Her blood was not the authentic Pangu, and she had no saintly means. Facing this matter of seizing the fortune of heaven and earth, she was powerless. Seeing that Jiufeng was anxious and uneasy, Nezha could only comfort her.

The more Jiufeng listened, the more uncomfortable she felt: Lingzhuzi's body was cut off because of me. If his true spirit dissipated, I am afraid that even Nuwa's magical power of creating humans would be powerless. How can I feel at ease? Why hasn't Zhou Qing, the damn thing, come out yet?

I was originally a spirit bead. I received great kindness from the fairy sister. I was nurtured and swallowed for 100,000 years before I could get sanity. As long as the fairy sister is fine, it is worth it for my true spirit to dissipate, Nezha advised again.

Stop talking nonsense, Jiufeng shouted angrily, interrupting Nezha's words: I will perform the Xuanming Tongling Jupo, and merge our true spirits into one.

Sister Xian, don't, Nezha shouted hurriedly.

This Xuanming Tongling Jupo is the magical power of the witch gate to reverse fate. It can blend the true spirits of two people and make them one, so that they will not dissipate. However, after blending, one true spirit will be awake and the other will be silent. They can never communicate, but only control the body in turn, and they can't control their awakeness and silence. There are many bad consequences. When practicing, if you are not careful, it will be difficult to preserve the true spirits of both of them.

In Nezha's previous life, Lingzhuzi knew witchcraft, so he naturally knew the harm of this witchcraft. He was so anxious that his voice trembled and he tried to stop Jiufeng again and again, but Jiufeng was not willing to listen. He sat cross-legged, chanted the witchcraft, and hung the spirit bead above his head.

Nezha was in a state of confusion and wanted to stop him, but he knew that Jiufeng was practicing magic and could not be disturbed. He was really conflicted.

It is said that Zhou Qing had obtained the true spirit imprint of the creation of the world by Yuqing Pangu Tongtian Zhenren. Seeing He Zibo go to heaven, he could not help but sigh, then obtained the Hunyuan Golden Bowl, drew a talisman on the bowl, and then hung it in the air and pointed with his hand.

With a light bang, Kunpeng's Yuanling mind planted in the golden bowl was shattered, and the golden light rushed straight into the sky, illuminating the cloud cabinet, and clear sounds rose in all directions. Circles of golden light spread in all directions like water waves. It was really a great treasure of the creation of the world.

He flicked his fingers and the golden bowl hummed.

Jiufeng, who was pinching the hand seal, was shocked by this, and his whole body trembled as if struck by lightning, and then he collapsed and was about to die. Nezha was about to scream, but the two were dragged out of the golden bowl by an irresistible force.

Zhou Qing flew out a bright cloud of light, wrapping the spirit bead that Nezha had transformed into. Then he saw Jiufeng with eyes wide open, rushing towards him, pointing at his nose and scolding: You are a villain who doesn't keep your promise. You have caused the body of Lingzhuzi to disappear, leaving only the true spirit. What else do you have to say?

Zhou Qing smiled and said: Lingzhuzi was obviously injured for you, why do you blame me?

Jiufeng knew that he couldn't argue with Zhou Qing, and didn't want to waste his words. He thought about it and couldn't help but change his mind. He said sadly: You can gather the true blood of the twelve ancestors of witches and cultivate Pangu's true body to save him.

Zhou Qing sighed: Although Pangu's bloodline has the magical power to seize the creation, it has no soul imprint. Even if I created Lingzhuzi, I am afraid that I am a great witch like you. In the future, I will have only magic power, but I can't practice Taoism and heavenly secrets, and I have no chance to prove the Tao fruit. Nezha said: Sister Xian is a great witch, and I am also very happy to be a great witch. I hope the emperor will help me.

Zhou Qing nodded, lifted up the spirit bead, and then grabbed it. Five clear and bright lights shot out from his five fingers, gradually interweaving into a beautiful young man who was seven or eight feet tall and as beautiful as jade.

Zhou Qing shouted softly, and as soon as the human form condensed, he slapped the spirit bead into the top of his head: it has not returned to its place. A talisman was slapped on the Nigong pill. Nezha trembled all over, then woke up, moved his hands and feet, and used his magic power, which was several times higher than that of the past. The body of the great witch and the blood of Pangu are naturally much stronger than the seven-colored lotus body of Taiyi Zhenren.

Nezha thanked the emperor and turned over and bowed.

Now that it has returned to its original state, the past cause and effect have been cut off by the Hunyuan Golden Bowl, where is Nezha Zhou Qing shouted.

The spirit bead thanked the emperor and Nezha reacted immediately.

Zhou Qing then nodded and smiled, took out the Juexian Sword from the Hunyuan Golden Bowl and handed it to Lingzhuzi, saying: All your magic weapons were taken away by the River Map. You can go to the Heavenly Palace to get them back. By the way, go to the Jinguan Cave in Qianyuan Mountain to worship Taiyi Zhenren. Your master will definitely give you some instructions.

Lingzhuzi took the Juexian Sword with one hand and took Jiufeng with the other. Jiufeng shrank a little, but she didn't dodge after all, letting Lingzhuzi hold her tightly in his hand.

Zhou Qing glanced at Jiufeng, and the two looked at each other. Jiufeng only saw Zhou Qing's eyes flashing with countless strange scenes, the earth, water, fire and wind surging, Wuji gave birth to Taiji, Taiji gave birth to Liangyi, Liangyi became four phases, and then derived the eight trigrams, virtualized all things, and finally returned to the void, still a Hunyuan Wuji.

In a moment of staring at each other, Jiufeng seemed to have experienced the birth and death of heaven and earth for hundreds of millions of years, and a catastrophe of one volume.

Feng pointed at Zhou Qing and said: How do you have Pangu's primordial spirit? Zhou Qing waved his sleeves and interrupted Jiufeng's words and said: This is the three-point mark of Pangu Zhenren. The witch sect does not have this primordial spirit mark. It has boundless magic power but cannot comprehend the secrets of heaven. Do you understand? Jiufeng nodded and looked at Zhou Qing again. Zhou Qing stepped into the void and disappeared. Sister Xian, what did you say just now? Lingzhuzi asked. Jiufeng was so excited that his whole body trembled. Contrary to his usual behavior, he suddenly burst into laughter and touched Lingzhuzi's face and said: You and I have hope of becoming a god. Lingzhuzi was surprised and was about to say something, but was pulled up to the sky by Jiufeng. The twelve ancestor witches have boundless magical powers, and each of them has almost the magic power of a leader. But in the end, his body was damaged and destroyed. Zhou Qing relied on the twelve gods and demons to condense their spirits one by one. Although his power was not as strong as before, he was a combination of twelve people, forming Pangu's true body. In terms of bloodline, a single ancestor witch could not match him.

In particular, even the twelve ancestor witches did not have the imprint of Pangu's spirit. Otherwise, the twelve ancestor witches would have been able to prove the primordial chaos and would not have been damaged.

Zhou Qing's three corpses merged into one, the Chaos Bell, and Pangu's true body merged into one, and his magic power naturally improved greatly. Now that he has obtained the imprint of the spirit of Yuqing Tongtian Pangu Zhenren, it fits with Pangu's flesh body and complements each other. Whether it is magic power or Taoism, he is catching up with Hunyuan. He only needs to gather the two imprints of Taiqing and Shangqing, and then comprehend the way of creation, so that he can become a chaos and become a saint.

The catastrophe of the opening of Hongmeng is the heavenly law of the universe's creation and death. No one can reverse it. This catastrophe is immeasurable and indivisible. Except for Hunyuan, no one can escape. After birth and death, there are no immortals, no Buddhas, no witches, no demons, no magical powers, only people. This is the prosperity of human religion. What a pity! What a pity!

When Zhou Qing stepped into the void, it seemed that there was a sound rippling between heaven and earth, and then gradually disappeared and returned to silence.

Half an hour has passed. Why doesn't the Buddha of Baozhuang Guangwang stop? Is he going to break his promise and fatten the Netherworld Blood Sea? Zhou Qing's other incarnation is urging golden light to fight with the ancient Buddha of Jieyin.

The Chaos Bell urged the evolution of the acquired starry sky. Billions of stars became brighter and brighter. The sticky crystal light was like a liquid that tightly wrapped around the twelve-layer Great Light Wisdom Jieyin Treasure Tower. The twelve-color relics on the top of the treasure tower emitted light, rushing left and right, but it was useless.

The sound of the bells was melodious and dazzling, and the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas were all bright in front of their eyes. They all used the Buddha's light to protect their bodies, closed their eyes and meditated, and did not move or shake. They cut off the five tastes and closed the six senses, and only then did they feel a little better.

Suddenly Zhou Qing laughed loudly, and the illusion disappeared. The bells stopped. In front of him was still a sea of ​​blood, with rolling waves, surging waves, gloomy winds swirling and whistling, and miserable fog. Zhou Qing was still sitting next to the black lotus of the Styx, and the face of the Buddha was miserable, his face was even more sallow, and he didn't seem to be in a good spirit. Even the Buddha's light behind his head was dimmed a lot.

Amitabha, I am just helping the Venerable Sakyamuni to save the Shura demon and turn the hostility into peace, but since the emperor is blindly acting on his own, not thinking of compassion, relying on it to do whatever he wants, how could he not know that people born in the world are controlled by people, and good and evil will eventually have retribution. The great emperor has been doing evil all the time, and disaster has befallen him. This is all I can say. I hope the great emperor will take care of himself.

The Buddha of Jieyin showed a compassionate look, put his hands together, and chanted the Buddha's name.

Little monk, you are just an incarnation of a treasure tower. How can you see through the destiny of heaven? I tell you, it's just playing the lute to a cow, wasting your words in vain. Don't talk nonsense, go back to the West as soon as possible.

Zhou Qing smiled twice, flicked his nails twice, and a cloud of light as big as an acre of field appeared above his head. In the cloud, there was a big bell six feet high, which rotated slightly and shot out a green light, fixing the black lotus that wrapped the great demon lord Poxun, Brahma, Desire Color God, and Shiva.

The main body of the Styx Patriarch also sat in the black lotus with his eyes closed, motionless, as if dead.

Seeing Zhou Qing like this, the ancient Buddha Jieyin hurriedly called out, and all the Bodhisattvas returned to the West. Ksitigarbha did not return to Yinshan, but followed with countless Buddhist soldiers. He had already become a Buddha, so naturally he did not need to live in this dark and dark underworld.

What are you going to do

The demon king Po Xun held the Shura flag and used his magic power. The four demon gods all sat around the main body of the Styx, and a line of black light shot out of his hands, urging the magic of the Shura flag to operate. Suddenly, the crystal light outside disappeared, and the Buddha light faded. Zhou Qing pinched the seal with one hand and pulled the cloud light above his head to the black lotus with the other hand. The demon king Po Xun suddenly felt that the Shura flag in his hand was as heavy as the ancient mountain. His hands seemed to be filled with lead and he could not hold it.

The four great demon gods all felt a great force coming from their hands, and were frightened out of their wits. Their eyes were wide open, their faces were hideous, their fangs were moving, and their fangs were creaking, which was very harsh. Their muscles were knotted, their tendons were exposed, and their bones were crackling like fried beans. There were dark clouds hovering above their heads, constantly changing into various hideous demonic Yaksha ghost heads.

Suddenly, the Styx Patriarch opened his eyes, and his white robe swelled up like a ball, and his broken wrist gradually grew. With a slight sound, a layer of blood light covered the Styx wrist, and then it condensed, piece by piece, and finally the blood scales rustled and fell off, and a white jade-like palm grew out again.

Then the Patriarch roared, snatched the Shura Flag, and the blood light from his body shot into the flag, and the black lotus flowers crowded and became tighter.

Qing snorted: It is indeed the birth of Hongmeng. Under pressure, he killed two corpses and his Taoism and magic power have improved. But do you think you can escape like this?

Minghe shook the Shura flag and screamed: My Shura clan was born since the creation of Hongmeng. I am born not to fall into reincarnation. Now I have realized the Tao and supernatural powers. I should concentrate on practicing and restrain my disciples. I will never shed blood in the sea again. How can you still embarrass me?

Zhou Qing sneered: You said it lightly. The last time you went to my Black Wind Mountain to disturb me, I was in danger and was calculated by the Buddhist sect. If I hadn't stopped you, your disciples would have become the Eight Heavenly Dragons. The calamity of heaven and earth, you are in it, how can you escape and follow me to the heaven to be canonized, complete the killing calamity, and still be free, otherwise I will destroy your body and soul, and you will never live

Minghe was furious when he heard it: Your disciples have killing intentions, so you want to use my Shura clan to replace them, how insidious, how can I, the ancestor, listen to you, and repeatedly urged the Shura flag, the black lotus black light surged, blocking the clear light, and at the same time struggled under the sea of ​​blood.

Can you escape from my hand? Zhou Qing shouted fiercely, grabbing it with one hand

Five chaotic air currents formed a big hand, which opened wide and grabbed the black lotus ball. Under the urging of the ancestor of the Styx, the black lotus trembled repeatedly and could not get rid of the palm.

Zhou Qing ignored Minghe's screams and roars, opened his sleeves and shook them. Minghe saw the overwhelming yellow light rushing outside the black lotus, and knew that he was taken into his sleeves, but relying on the Shura Flag to protect him, Zhou Qing could only trap him for the time being, and could not do anything to him, but just secretly thought of a way to escape.

Zhou Qing took Minghe, shook his body, stood up and stepped into the void, heading for the Earthly Immortal Realm.

But above the East China Sea, 56 million miles away from the Pure Land of Saha, Zhang Ziran activated the Dutian Great Array to unite with the Blood God, and fought happily with the Venerable Sakyamuni.

Wow

The Blood God suddenly roared to the sky, and the two swords in his hands, Yuantu and Abi, shone brightly, one pale white, and the other pale green, like a dragon turning into a dragon, dancing wildly in the air, and blood clouds rose around the Blood God, shining and reflecting, and pieces of palm-sized scales emerged.

Then, outside the formation, countless holes appeared in the void, and countless blood arrows shot into the formation like a spring, converging on the Blood God.

Sakyamuni was suddenly forced away by the two swords of Yuan Tu and Abi, and when he looked at the Blood God, he understood most of it.

The Blood God was condensed by 480 million Blood God Sons, gathering the evil spirits of the poor and desolate world, and then collected the innate Gangyang and the true light of the sun from the Styx, forming 48,000 blood demons without form. It was already yin and yang, extremely good and extremely evil, all in one body. The evil thoughts in the body had been cut off long ago, and it must have been cut off just now, so there was such a change

The bowl was knocked, and the one-yuan heavy water was taken back to resist the sword light of Yuan Tu and Abi. At this time, the Blood God changed leisurely, and all the scales on his body fell off. He had become a thin and strange old Taoist with a red beard, with an immortal aura, floating and attacking. When he raised his hand, a clear light and flames burned towards him.

It turns out that the founder of the Styx is a body with two corpses. The thoughts of good and evil are all in the Blood God. Under the pressure of Zhou Qing Tathagata, thinking of the Asuras, he fired two strikes and killed the two corpses.

The Blood God released the Nine Heavens Yuanling Demon Light and fought with the Jade Purity Immortal Light.

Tathagata shouted fiercely, made a demon-subduing Buddhist sound, and shouted to Xigua Zhang Ziran.

Two youngsters, if you don't withdraw the formation, I will take action.