The princess changed her widow's life by fortune-telling

Chapter 132 The Tenth Thunder Tribulation!
After the second thunder tribulation fell, the rain outside became heavier, and even strong winds blew up.

Although this temple is in a place sheltered from the wind, it can still be heard clearly. The sound of the wind outside is like howling wolves and ghosts.

Bai Jinye didn't pay attention to the wind and rain outside, but his eyes fell on Pei Qingge's side face.

The old monk said that half of Pei Qingge was still in the gate of hell and hadn't been pulled back. He could open the way to the underworld and send his soul into the gate of hell, but he didn't know if he could bring people back.

Now that he doesn't know where Pei Qingge's master has gone, it looks like he can ask the old monk privately if he has the chance.

Previously, Pei Qingge's master said that not everyone can change their fate against the sky. According to what she said at the time, there is only Pei Qingge left in this world who can change their fate against the sky. Who is it?
Pei Qingge looked away, looked at the old monk and asked again, "I heard people say that there are also plague gods in Xiye Kingdom and Dongliang Kingdom, and before the accident happened in Yuecheng, there were also accidents in several cities in Xiye Kingdom. A few years ago, there were people in Xiye Kingdom to defuse plague gods from all over the country, but they said that there are still a few places that have not been dealt with."

"According to what you said, the plague gods should be near the temples that enshrine the ever-burning lanterns. I don't know the temples that enshrine the ever-burning lanterns. How to identify them?"

The old monk stared at Pei Qingge, "Do you want to use your own power to solve all the plague gods in this world?" He said with a smile, "Female benefactor, in my opinion, you should think more about the matter at hand. "

"Everyone has his own destiny. The time I am living now is already stolen. If I can do more things, I will do more." Pei Qingge said.

"You can think about it." The old monk twirled the prayer beads in his hand again as he said, and finally shook his head, "What I said just now should not be said anymore, and I really can't disclose any more about the ever-burning lamp. "

Pei Qingge pursed his lower lip slightly. The old monk said just now that the ever-burning lamps are arranged according to the direction of the ancient river map, and the plague gods are probably about the same. Go back and study it according to the ancient river map. All locations are available.

The hall became quiet again, and outside the hall, the third and fourth lightning tribulations fell one after another, each more deafening than the other.

After the fourth thunderstorm fell, the expressions of Pei Qingge and the old monk changed almost at the same time.

Pei Qingge narrowed his eyes, "These evil creatures were probably startled by Lei Jie, and they didn't care about the direction when they ran for their lives." She stood up, picked up the coir raincoat that was on the ground and put it on her body, ready to go out.

Bai Jinye also stood up.

The old monk looked up at him, "Can you help me out?"

Bai Jinye frowned, sat down again, and waited for Pei Qingge to leave the door before asking the old monk, "How many roads are there in total?"

"Nine paths." The old monk looked down at the beads, "One is heavier than the other. If one of the middle paths is not blocked, the rest of the thunder calamity will not need to be struck. If all nine paths are blocked, the thunder calamity will disperse."

Bai Jinye frowned even tighter. From this point of view, for him, it would be better to become a ghost directly.

After a long silence, he asked again, "How to pull people out of the gate of hell?"

Hearing him mention this, the old monk had a few smiles on his face, and he looked up at Bai Jinye, "Have you ever seen the gate of hell close?"

Bai Jinye shook his head, he still hasn't even figured out how he opened the way to the underworld, and how could he have seen the ghost gate?

The smile on the old monk's face remained undiminished, "When you have seen the gate of hell, you will know how to pull it back."

"What does the ghost gate look like?" Bai Jinye asked again.

"How do I know? How can this living person go to hell?" The old monk stretched out his hand, "Although I will see you soon, it's a pity that I can't tell you."

Bai Jinye looked at him, "Then when I see the gate of hell, won't I die too?"

The old monk laughed a few times, and shook his head helplessly, "The future generations are like this, I am afraid that the 'Eleven Lord' will die in peace." After speaking, the old monk sat there, closed his eyes, twisted the beads in his hand, Start chanting in a low voice.

Seeing him like this, Bai Jinye obviously didn't want to speak anymore, and he wisely didn't ask any more questions.

After about a stick of incense, Pei Qingge came back. Although she was wearing a coir raincoat, the wind and rain were too strong outside, and her clothes were soaked. She returned to the stove and said while drying the clothes, "I set up clothes outside. With the formation, those evil things can't see here, so they won't come in by mistake."

A look of worry flashed across Bai Jinye's eyes, and he looked at her and asked in a low voice, "Will these evil things go down the mountain?"

Pei Qingge knew that he was worried about things in the barracks, so he said directly, "No, even if they are afraid, this mountain is the safest. As long as the thunder does not hit this mountain, they will not go down the mountain run."

She paused and added, "It's the same with those dead corpses. Before Lei Jie comes down, they will still go out. When Lei Jie comes down, they are afraid of this, and they are too frightened to move. The robbery cannot pass, and Moon City is safe for the time being.”

Hearing what Pei Qingge said, Bai Jinye finally felt relieved. Before he could speak again, when he closed his eyes, he lost consciousness at all.

At the same time, the old monk also opened his eyes. He looked at Bai Jinye who was lying on the ground, and then at Pei Qingge. His face was full of doubts, and he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with him?"

Pei Qingge frowned, and after thinking for a while, he explained, "He's been poisoned by a strange poison. When the poison kicks in, he will turn into a corpse. I suppressed the corpse energy in his body with formations, but at the same time, he was alive. Human breath can’t escape, so that’s how it is.”

The old monk looked at Bai Jinye for a while, didn't speak anymore, and continued to bow his head and chant sutras.

It wasn't until the dawn of the next day that the ninth thunder tribulation fell.

This lightning calamity seemed to split the sky.

"It's finally over." Pei Qingge whispered.

The old monk also opened his eyes, "It's not easy for there to be people who can withstand the nine-fold thunder calamity in this world."

Pei Qingge didn't say a word. Even if Pei Shu couldn't stand it, the monarch would always have a solution. She turned to look at the old monk. She just fell asleep for less than two hours, but the old monk seemed to have aged ten years all of a sudden, "Master, you ..."

"It's almost time." The old monk smiled, "I thought I had to walk through the last section alone, but I didn't expect it to be lonely."

Pei Qingge pursed his lips, and then said, "What other wish, Master? If I can do what I can, I will help Master to fulfill it."

The old monk thought for a while, but said, "The only thing I have to do in my life is to keep the lamp. If I don't keep the lamp, I have no face to see the master."

"As long as I live, I will definitely find a way to deal with all the plague gods." Pei Qingge said.

The old monk nodded and sighed, "You can burn me and this temple together."

Pei Qingge hesitated for a while, then turned to look at the Buddha statue in the hall, "I can't bear the great crime of destroying the Buddha."

"Forget it, after you cremate me, bury my ashes in this courtyard. If thunder and fire fall from the sky one day, it will be considered my wish fulfilled." The old monk said.

"Okay." Pei Qingge nodded in response.

Before the two of them could speak again, another thunderbolt struck outside!
The tenth thunder tribulation!
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