My Years in the Folklore World

Chapter 628 Goddess Meng Po

Jiang Xinghuo nodded with satisfaction. With this coffin, he had something to say to the Public Opinion Survey Bureau.

As for other things, Jiang Xinghuo doesn't care, and it doesn't matter whether the polling bureau believes it or not.

Anyway, Zhou Jueyin Palace is already in his hands, and it is absolutely impossible to ask him to hand it over.

Afterwards, Jiang Xinghuo walked to the coffin and wanted to move it into the magic bag.

Unexpectedly, I accidentally saw some densely packed tiny handwriting on the inner walls on both sides of the coffin.

Ok?
And a secret?

Jiang Xinghuo raised his eyebrows and copied down the words on the inner wall. After reading them carefully, he found that it was actually a method of cultivating the soul.

According to the description above, after achieving some success in this method of cultivation, one's soul can travel thousands of miles away with a single thought, and see things that ordinary people cannot see, and the power is no less than that of the original body.

However, this method is a little too difficult to practice. It requires tempering the spirit with all kinds of worldly thoughts. If you are not careful, you will sink into desire and become a useless person dominated by desire.

Jiang Xinghuo took a quick glance at it and didn't have time to study it too much. He just put away the copied secret book, threw the coffin into the magic bag, and then walked to the black vortex in the distance.

It was from here that he entered the Nili Prison where Zhou Jueyin Heavenly Palace was located. If he wanted to leave, he would have to go through this route.

Jiang Xinghuo took a deep breath, spread out his limbs, and flew into the vortex.

next moment,
That familiar feeling of confusion spread throughout my body.

When he stepped on solid ground again, he had left the whirlpool and appeared on the cliff where he came in.

Jiang Xinghuo stood on the edge of the cliff, overlooking the five whirlpools below. He could vaguely see huge stone tablets floating on the side, with different characters engraved on them in ancient bronze inscriptions.

"The Way of Heavenly Gods, the Way of Human Gods, the Way of Beast Gods, the Way of Hungry Ghosts, the Way of the Plow of Mud..."

Jiang Xinghuo identified the meaning of the words on the stone tablet one by one, except that the vortex on the far left was the Nirvana.

The other four black whirlpools correspond to different hells, and the remaining five Luofeng Palaces should be distributed in these four hells.

Jiang Xinghuo narrowed his eyes and was about to choose one to go down when he suddenly heard a ferocious roar coming from the secret passage behind him.

And after hearing this roar, Jiang Xinghuo felt dizzy for some reason. Stars appeared in front of his eyes, his head became heavy, he could not stand steadily, and almost fell off the cliff.

Fortunately, he stabilized his body in time and summoned out the Xiaoyao Mengdie in the acupoint.

The crystal-like body of Xiaoyao Mengdie danced gracefully, casting a faint star-like glow around it, isolating the invisible mental shock, and Jiang Xinghuo returned to normal.

"What the hell?"

Jiang Xinghuo looked outside the secret passage with lingering fear, and vaguely saw a huge monster wandering in the darkness.

"Mother Meng?"

Jiang Xinghuo's heart moved, and he quickly recognized that the huge creature outside was the secular god, Meng Po, whom he met when he came in earlier.

Fengdu created monsters and demons by combining the biotechnology of the old world with powerful genes of ghosts and gods.

Jiang Xinghuo immediately stood up from the ground and chased after the God Meng Po in the darkness.

He had long coveted this monster, but because there were too many people around, he couldn't act alone.

Now that he has finally met the other person again, he absolutely cannot let go of this opportunity.

Jiang Xinghuo used his magical speed to rush forward, and a golden god-binding talisman appeared in his palm.

quickly,

Jiang Xinghuo came to the outside of the secret passage. The dazzling lightning dispelled the darkness around him, like a prison falling from the sky, trapping Meng Po's huge body inside.

"Roar!"

Goddess Mengpo let out an angry roar, and the shuddering feeling that struck deep into her soul came again. Fortunately, Xiaoyao Mengdie's innate ability was strong enough to dispel all the negative states in her body.

Jiang Xinghuo also took this opportunity to come to the front of Meng Po God, and while the other party was tearing the heavenly thunder cage, he stuck the God-Binding Immortal Talisman in his hand behind Meng Po God.

But at the same time, he was slapped away by the manic God Mengpo and fell heavily to the ground.

If it weren't for the protection of the limb-splicing Dharma image, I'm afraid my bones would have been broken. However, the Dharma image was hit so hard that it was retracted into Jiang Xinghuo's body and could no longer continue.

But Jiang Xinghuo did not show any sign of frustration. Instead, a smile appeared on his face.

It worked!
The God-Binding and Immortal-Commanding Talisman merged into the body of Meng Po God, and he felt that there was some connection between himself and her.

The goddess Meng Po was no longer as manic as before, and her tall figure began to shrink rapidly, from a behemoth more than ten meters tall to a beautiful beauty more than two meters tall.

Black hair and eyes, fair skin, a pair of slightly squinting phoenix eyes, a high nose bridge, and finally bright red lips, a slender neck, and proud snow-white skin... She looks quiet and noble, and is definitely an impeccable beauty.

But Jiang Xinghuo didn't have any evil thoughts in his heart, only pure appreciation and joy in his eyes.

"Meng Po God (legend) is a biological ghost created by the ancient god Fengdu using old world technology mixed with powerful ghost genes. It is particularly good at attacking souls and has the characteristics of immortality. Even if it is burned to ashes, Meng Po God can return from oblivion."

Jiang Xinghuo opened the acupoint between his eyebrows, wanting to take the goddess Meng Po into it. A trace of resentment flashed across that noble and beautiful face, but he still obediently entered the acupoint without any rejection or resistance.

After the goddess Meng Po entered the acupoint, a gentle aura of magical power was also fed back to Jiang Xinghuo.

Black and White Impermanence, Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demon, Silver Mother who swallows dragons, Drought Demon who dreams of butterflies, and Touching Gold that turns into bones.

With the addition of the newly subdued Mengpo God, the twelve acupoints are almost full.

Jiang Xinghuo thought again of the terrifying figures in the abysses on both sides, and wondered if there was any chance to capture those evil spirits as well.

But now it is obviously not possible. He was able to subdue the goddess Meng Po by catching the other party off guard, and he also took advantage of her human identity.

Although Meng Po is the guardian of Fengdu Cave Heaven, she only protects non-human creatures and will not attack humans who enter here.

Otherwise, if I were to face off against the goddess Meng Po head on, I would probably have my bones shattered with just one slap.

After subduing the God Meng Po, Jiang Xinghuo returned inside.

Looking at the five whirlpools below, he was about to choose one to go down, but he saw that the whirlpool belonging to the Heavenly God Path suddenly rotated in the opposite direction.

A figure wrapped in golden light flew out of the vortex and landed in front of him.

"You...are a pharmacist?"

Jiang Xinghuo was stunned when he saw the figure in front of him. To be honest, there were not many things that could surprise him now, but the pharmacist was definitely one of them.

Because the man who appeared in front of him at this moment was a sturdy man over 1.9 meters tall, with muscles as sharp as a knife. He was not the short and fat man he had met before.

If the aura on him wasn't from the same source as the pharmacist, Jiang Xinghuo wouldn't have dared to recognize him at all.

The pharmacist smiled and touched his head. The golden light on his body quietly dissipated and he returned to his original appearance. He said a little embarrassedly: "I am practicing the Vajra Body, which can make my tendons, bones and muscles grow and develop many times. Now I am still suppressing it deliberately. If I exert my full strength, my height will be close to five meters and my weight will be close to one ton. If I go out, it will attract too much attention and easily bring myself unnecessary trouble."

"understand."

Jiang Xinghuo nodded. If the pharmacist really became like that, he would be on the news as soon as he stepped out of the door. It would be too conspicuous, just like a human armored vehicle.

"How are you? Did you gain anything?"

The pharmacist suddenly said mysteriously:
"I saw two palaces in that vortex. One of them turned out to be the Yama Palace in mythology. There was a ban outside the other palace, so I couldn't get close. I guess there must be a lot of good things hidden there."

As he spoke, the pharmacist took out a black lacquered wooden stick holder from his storage bag and said to Jiang Xinghuo:
"This is something I found in Yama Palace. Inside are seals with different functions. Everyone can draw one from them. You can try it."

"I drew a soul-stealing fortune. I can use my own lifespan to steal the lifespan of my opponent. The ratio is about one to three. I will waste one year of my life, and the opponent will waste three years of his life."

Jiang Xinghuo looked at the stick tube in the pharmacist's hand and became interested. He picked out a stick that was completely black.

A small pupil appears, and the Tathagatagarbha is triggered.

"The King of Hell's Judgment (a rare item). The King of Hell will sentence you to death at three o'clock in the morning. Who can survive until five o'clock? This item left by the ancient underworld can judge a person's merits and demerits. When the judge's bad deeds exceed his good deeds, he will be sentenced by the King of Hell to go directly to the underworld. Otherwise, he will lose one year of his lifespan and add it to the judge's body."

Reward good and punish evil?

This is quite in line with the principles of the underworld.

Jiang Xinghuo told the pharmacist about Yan Wangpan's ability without hiding anything, and also gave him a rubbing of the method of cultivating the soul.

As the saying goes, if you give someone a peach, you will get a plum in return.

He and the pharmacist had no previous contact, it could only be said that they met by chance. Even if the pharmacist hid the things, he couldn't say anything.

But the pharmacist generously shared what he had obtained with him. This kind of broad-mindedness is something that ordinary people cannot match.

"The method of cultivating the Yuanshen?"

The pharmacist's eyes lit up and he said:
"Brother, I have to accept your great favor this time. My Vajra Dharma inheritance is incomplete. I only practiced the external method but not the internal one. That's why I dared not break through. I was afraid that I could not withstand the will of Vajra to subdue demons and become a cold-blooded and heartless machine. Now that I have this scroll of secret method, I can start to break through."

"As long as it's useful, I'm just borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha. I found the practice method in that hell."

"By the way, did you meet anyone else there?"

Jiang Xinghuo asked again.

The pharmacist was startled when he heard this, and shook his head, "No, I was the only one in that vortex. How come you met other people?"

"I met the Anointed One of the Dragon's Breath Society..."

Jiang Xinghuo briefly told the pharmacist what had happened to him.

There were three people from Long Yin Society on this trip.

According to Li Jun, in addition to the anointed one, there was also a mountain god from the secular world and a prince from the Yuan Dynasty.

Both of these people are very strong, and Li Jun also said that he is no match for them.

Now, neither he nor the pharmacist met those two people, which meant that they were within the remaining three whirlpools.

"Which one to go first?"

Looking at the remaining three whirlpools, the pharmacist was a little undecided.

"Pick any one and find the person first."

Jiang Xinghuo and the pharmacist came to the whirlpool of the human god. When they were about to jump in, a ray of lightning flew out from the whirlpool and appeared in front of them.

"it's me."

The voice of the Heavenly Official was heard under the lightning.

However, the Tianguan at this moment was very different from his previous appearance. He looked like the Thunder God in mythology, with a huge flame.

It looks like a strong man, with two wings on its back, three eyes on its forehead, a face as red as a monkey, a phoenix beak with silver teeth, feet as trembling as an eagle, a wedge in his left hand and a hammer in his right hand, and five drums hanging all over his body, with lightning flashing continuously.

The three of them met.

In the end, Tianguan didn't meet those two people.

The answer is obvious.

Li Jun and Gu Xian were the most unlucky, as they ran into those two masters.

Finally, the three decided to act separately.

Jiang Xinghuo went to the whirlpool of the hungry ghost realm, Tianguan and Yaoshi went to the whirlpool of the beast god realm.

As for what to do next, we will just have to leave it to fate.

Anyway, whoever solves their own problems first will go over to help.

Jiang Xinghuo jumped into the whirlpool and soon arrived at the Hungry Ghost Prison. The structure here was basically the same as that of the Nirvana Prison. The overall tone and atmosphere were both eerie.

Not far away, two figures were fighting.

One of them was Li Jun who transformed into the Ghost King of Yinshan. Although the face of the other one could not be seen clearly, his body was covered with dense dragon tattoos.

"Secular mountain god?"

Looking at the familiar dragon tattoo, Jiang Xinghuo could recognize the other person's identity without even opening his Tathagata.

Li Jun unfolded his Netherworld Dharma image, transformed himself into the Ghost King of Yinshan Mountain, and was fighting fiercely with the earthly mountain god.

However, although the two men seemed to be evenly matched, Li Jun was actually at a disadvantage. He was beaten by the mountain god and could only defend himself but had no power to fight back.

If he didn't have a special tool to restrain the mountain god, the battle would have been even more brutal.

After Jiang Xinghuo understood the situation, the acupoints on his body began to glow, and he released the drought demon that scorched the earth for thousands of miles, like a meteor of fire rushing towards the earthly mountain god.

Li Jun, who was fighting with the mountain god, also noticed Jiang Xinghuo's arrival and felt slightly relieved.

He might not be able to defeat the mountain god alone, but if two of them come together, the situation might turn around.

"Captain Li, get out of the way!"

Jiang Xinghuo shouted loudly.

Eight pillars of fire fell from the sky, trapping the secular mountain god in the middle, and then the power of the drought demon was used to activate the pillars of fire.

Instantly, flames shot up into the sky!!
(End of this chapter)