I have a book of ghosts and gods

"Dongxu has experienced reincarnation, the heavens of the three realms, immortals, gods, humans and ghosts, all have their own methods, but in essence, they are nothing more than accumulating the power of Taoism and luck and merit to resist the catastrophe."

Xingzhu has already taken over the topic and said: "Luck is elusive, merit is hard to find, and only Taoism and mana are the most real and true."

"Before the hole is self-proclaimed, in the real world, if there is no accident, you only need to cultivate mana for a while, and then accumulate external skills to complete, you will be able to survive the three disasters, and you will be ordered to become a fairy,"

"After going through the cycle of reincarnation in the cave, after all, it is accumulated over the years, so it is natural to be diligent."

"This is called survival in a catastrophe, and those who can come back after a catastrophe are called immortals in a catastrophe."

Xingzhu paused and said: "The so-called immortality in one calamity, king in a hundred calamities, and saint in ten thousand calamities."

It cast a sideways glance at the Sangmen God, and said with disdain: "This little devil, although he is a wandering god of the underworld, he can't even save mana for one calamity, he is simply a waste."

The round wings on the head of the mourning door god were shaking, and he dared not speak out, so he could only laugh along with him: "Mr. It's rubbish."

Xingzhu curled his lips, and didn't hurt it any more, and smiled at Jiang Zhou: "Boy, if you kill your housekeeper dog, you will have at least a hundred kalpas, hehe, are you afraid?"

"..."

Jiang Zhou's face twitched slightly.

It knows that Xingzhu is talking about the Heavenly King Jiguo.

A Hundred Tribulations... is a hundred yuanhui...

Even if it is an evil corpse, he has slaughtered so many ghost cities, but because he has exploited him too much, it is only worth a dollar now.

Jiang Zhou thought that the gap would be huge, but when he said it so bluntly, he really realized the gap.

The Sangmen God has gone through more than a hundred kalpas, and the accumulated mana is only half a kalpa, so he knows the difficulty of saving and the huge gap.

Afraid?

It seems to be a little bit.

But not to despair.

Jiang Zhou knew that his backing was terrifying, and everything seemed to be arranged. As long as he didn't die, there would be a day.

The "mere" king of heaven is by no means his goal.

The mourning door god at the side was thrilled and fidgeted.

king?That's not what it should be listening to.

He hasn't been with Jiang Zhou for a long time, but the Sangmen God is a ghost of the ghost, good at meeting the wind and steering the rudder, and trying to figure out the ghost's mind.

People are treacherous, but ghosts are more dangerous.

Let alone Jiang Zhou?
Not to mention that he has been figured out long ago, but it is also seventy-eight eighty-eight.

I know that Jiang Zhou is very evil.

The Taoism is not very high, but the methods are frequently used, and the entry is extremely fast.

Maybe he can be labeled as a fairy by name.

However, his knowledge is superficial.

Therefore, it's not surprising that Jiang Zhou doesn't know such common sense things.

After thinking for a while, it didn't dare to listen anymore, so it changed the subject without a trace of a smile and said, "Since Shaojun has six big red lotus wheels, he should know about the Six Nether Bridges?"

Jiang Zhou pondered slightly, then nodded.

Although how the big red lotus flower wheel appeared, he still hasn't figured it out yet.

But there is no need to explain it.

Sangmen said: "The six bridges were originally built by Empress Empress Dowager Empress to pity the creatures of the world, but the way of heaven has its own way. Even Empress Empress Empress Dowager cannot completely break it."

"Through these six bridges of reincarnation, the true spirit will be deceived, the past will be forgotten, and the whole body will disappear. In the next life, if the true spirit wakes up early, it may be able to go further than the previous life."

"Otherwise, if the true spirit is ignorant and re-enters reincarnation, it will take a few more lives before he can wake up to the past. Even if it is thousands of lives and never returns, it is not uncommon."

"Of course, since we knew about the catastrophe of reincarnation, we naturally planned it early on. There are also disciples of the great religion who have roots and backers, and there are people who are extradited, masters and disciples, apprentices, and masters. , passed down from generation to generation, there is no danger of dust for a hundred generations, "

"Reincarnation in calamity, calamity in reincarnation, if not so, how can it be called calamity? Like wandering ghosts like me, who have no roots, so they can only rely on themselves. The small ones can accumulate three or two lives. , It is really not easy to cultivate these few skills."

"Looking at all the heavens in the Three Realms, there are only a handful of people who can break through the Nine Tribulations, and the immortals of the Nine Tribulations can already rule the Three Realms."

The mourning door god said with a bitter expression on his face.

Jiang Zhou glanced at it and curled his lips.

What it said about reincarnation should be true.

If it is said that it has no roots to rely on, Jiang Zhou does not believe it.

"It's amazing."

Jiang Zhou couldn't help sighing.

"Actually, it's not a very strange thing."

The mourning gate god smiled and said, "Should you have heard of 'Naihe Bridge' in the world?"

Jiang Zhou nodded.

Sangmen Shendao: "The six bridges each have their own magic, and the method of ignoring the true spirit is also different. The Naihe Bridge is actually a stone bridge among the six bridges, which is specially designed to cross mortals."

"A bowl of soup in the hands of Meng Po at the bridge head can make people forget the past and erase the past,"

"There are still rumors in Mingtu that this Meng Po is the incarnation of Empress Houtu, but whether it is true or not, no one is sure."

"Houtu empress has disappeared for many years. Some people guessed that empress has become Taoist, but because of that Meng Po, even though there are such rumors, for many years, the land of Jiuyou and the underworld divisions have been torn apart and chaotic. No one dares to be too presumptuous, even though they are far apart, they seem to be compatible."

"That's why the majesty of the empress still exists."

The mourning door god sighed, and continued: "The other five bridges have their own uniqueness, but they are not like this stone bridge. There is a Granny Meng who is in charge."

Naihe Bridge?Granny Meng?
These two legends, who are both famous here and there, have such a background?

Although it had nothing to do with him, he was interested in hearing it.

"Boy Jiang,"

The star pig on the head suddenly said: "What am I talking about? Your kid killed a disaster."

The ghost qi and resentment surged endlessly, and the banners fluttered fiercely.

Overwhelming, stretching for hundreds of miles.

The dark underworld was illuminated instead.

A blood red.

"I'd like to see where the lifeless little bastard came from?"

"So unruly, if this king catches him, he will be thrown into the evil prison of Tiewei Mountain, where he will suffer ecstasy and pain forever!"

A roar like thunder came rolling along with the ghost qi and banners.

From a distance, one can see a large black character written on the banner that seems to be inserted all over the underworld.

Although Jiang Zhou didn't know him, he felt a little familiar.

Isn't this the same as the characters used in the ghost painting talisman he learned a long time ago?
The Sangmen God on the side was full of horror: "Xuansha Ghost King!"

Jiang Zhou silently watched the overwhelming scene, slowly shaking the Nine Profound Treasure Cloud Fan in his hand.

Suddenly distracted.

There are actually two of these fans, and they all look the same.

It's just that he can't shake two fans in his hand, so what's that like?

When I first got it, it was more than Zhang long, and the fan was three or four feet large.

Fortunately, the fan was as big as he wanted, otherwise, he would not know where to find two people to hold the fan for him.

My mind was floating, and I said casually: "You know?"

The Sangmen God nodded with horror on his face: "I have heard it, but only a small one. It has been imprisoned in one of the 24 prisons under Beifeng Mountain—Xuandu Prison for many years. How did it come out?!"