Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 135 The New Friend of the Jinghe Dragon King
Fang Xiang was very happy. He led the sheep around the willow tree. When he opened his eyes again, he had arrived at a market, which was the ghost market.

The Luobao Money had not yet been put in place, and Zhao Gongming had not yet become the God of Wealth, so the monetary system of the Three Realms was extremely chaotic.

The underworld can only rely on the copper coins that were buried with the dead and contaminated with ghosts for transactions. Fortunately, the custom of burying people alive with the dead was extremely serious in the Shang Dynasty. Divination was required every day and for every matter. Divination required sacrifices, and many times they were living sacrifices. As a result, the underworld has accumulated a lot of ghost money.

Fang Xiang sold the sheep for fifteen hundred ghost coins, and then went back to Fang Bi happily.

The Jinghe Dragon King who turned into a sheep: “???”

Where's my big friend? Where is this? What am I doing?
"Boy, where are you from?" a sheep asked him.

The Dragon King of Jinghe River had no idea how to speak and could only bleat twice.

A few sheep thought he was a stupid sheep, so they bullied him, surrounded him, and kicked him with their hooves.

A sheep named Yu Gong rescued him and led him into another sheepfold. "Brother, you've come at a good time. Back when we followed the Dragon Lady, we were hungry and full. That damned Jinghe Dragon King, bah! Even the mention of his name makes me sick. Fortunately, the Su Lady was merciful. I don't know how to contact the exiled Dragon Lady, but she took us all in and is here to guard the Ghost Market. You, just stay here honestly from now on."

The other sheep were all cursing the Dragon King of Jinghe River. The Dragon King of Jinghe River felt that the story here seemed very familiar, but he really couldn't remember it.

What was your original name?

The Jinghe Dragon King is not on the list and has nothing to do with the Investiture of the Gods. The vitality of his physical body is maintained by the power of incense. One soul and one spirit have turned into sheep, while the normal two souls and six spirits still come to the underworld according to the rules of heaven and earth.

The Dragon King of Jinghe River is not a newbie, and most of his memories are here. He understands some of the operating rules of the underworld and knows that he is originally a god, so he should follow the path of the gods. This is a summary of his life. As for where he will be reincarnated in the next life and whether he can become a god, he doesn't know.

He walked forward with a depressed look on his face. As he walked, he found that the judges and officials of the underworld who were passing by were pointing at him.

The most exaggerated thing was that he saw a King of Hell with a face full of flesh. He seemed to be passing by and looked him up and down.

What's going on? Why are you all looking at me?
The Dragon King of Jinghe River did not think that his position as Dragon King would allow the underworld to treat him as a VIP.

There must be something I don’t know.

"Are you the Dragon King of Jinghe River?" Meng Po, who was always calm, couldn't help but ask him.

"That's right, that's right, the king. I don't know..." The Dragon King of Jinghe River looked around. The officials of the underworld who were pointing at him immediately turned around. Some talked to each other, and some pointed at the stones on the roadside. Each of them looked weird.

He couldn't tell Meng Po's depth, so he just spoke in his normal tone.

"I wonder why all these officials in your place are looking at me?"

Seeing that he was still putting on airs, several judges from the underworld who were nearby couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The Dragon King of Jinghe River was a little annoyed. I have been depressed for more than two years, and now I am dead, and I still want to be laughed at by you?
Meng Po stopped him with a smile: "Don't blame me, Dragon King. They are all vulgar people who don't know etiquette. Hehe. Ahem, judge, stop laughing and bring me the Book of Life and Death." The judge on the side hurriedly took out the Book of Life and Death.

Meng Po routinely flipped through the pages, then nodded. "Ma Yuan possessed demonic nature. After his death, his spirit and soul were supposed to be annihilated, and he would not be under the jurisdiction of our world of reincarnation. The Dragon King's own lifespan had not yet expired, and now that he has been killed by Ma Yuan, he will be sentenced to a violent death in Hades' Hall."

The Dragon King of Jinghe River felt that she had more to say, and his attitude immediately softened. "Excuse me, Grandmother, is there any hope for my survival?"

Meng Po glanced at him and didn't know whether this guy was lucky or unlucky.

When the four-wheeled cart was delivered that day, Daji was also involved. Meng Po naturally knew the story. Bored, she told it to a few friendly officials in the underworld. Then one person told ten, ten told a hundred, and finally it reached the ears of Dizang, who passed the story back to Lingshan.
It can be said that the story of the Dragon King of Jinghe River is almost known to everyone among the high-ranking officials of the underworld and the Western religions.

Meng Po smiled and said, "The Dragon King is not destined to die, but his way out does not lie with me, the old woman, but with the Taoist behind you."

The Dragon King of the Jing River looked in the direction of her finger and saw a young man in a strange moon-white Taoist robe approaching. "I am Ksitigarbha, honored to meet you, Dragon King. The great calamity that the Dragon King has suffered is all my sect's fault. I bear the full responsibility for all consequences. My great sect has the six sense objects, six roots, six consciousnesses, and seven elements, a total of twenty-five methods for cultivating the self. These twenty-five methods can all transcend the world and reach the other shore. Would you, Dragon King, be willing to listen?"

The Jinghe Dragon King was completely bewildered. As a native Eastern deity, he was extremely unfamiliar with the Western cultivation methods. However, he had no choice but to nod and say, "I am willing to listen to your teachings."

Meng Po glanced at Dizang, meaning that this guy was handed over to him, and the cause and effect of Di Ting last time would be eliminated. Dizang hurriedly put his hands together and saluted, then pulled away with his new enemy friend.

the other side.

Niangniang Shiji found the Taoist master Du'e, who claimed to be a casual cultivator from Western Kunlun. In fact, his Taoist name was obviously derived from the Heart Sutra, "When the Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara was practicing the profound Prajna Paramita, he saw that the five aggregates were empty and were able to overcome all sufferings and difficulties." Du'e Du'e, this was definitely a Taoist Westerner.

The Western religion is the best in the world at taking advantage of opportunities and climbing up the ladder. Ma Yuan and the Dragon King of Jinghe River are examples of this. Now that Shiji has come to them, how can they be polite?

Du'e Zhenren took Shiji by the hand and first talked about the Western Buddhist scriptures for ten days under the pretext of discussing the Dao. Then he continued to talk for another ten days under the pretext of asking for advice and guidance.

To be honest, Shiji was a little tempted. She was a stubborn stone transformed into human form, and her heart was firm in Taoism, but correspondingly, her comprehension was far worse.

Western spiritual practice places greater emphasis on perseverance and character, and places relatively low demands on the mind.
The two chatted very happily, and at the end they talked about Shiji's purpose of coming, which was to ask Deng Chanyu for the formation diagram of the Earth Fierce Formation.

Western religions have always been keen on stirring up trouble in the East; they are willing to come even if there is no benefit.

He had no excuse before, but now with Shiji leading the way, Du'e Zhenren followed them to Mount Li without much thought. Nuwa refused to see them and just asked them to go to Mount Emei to find Deng Chanyu.

"Mount Emei is very large, Fellow Daoist Shiji, do you know where Fellow Daoist Deng's cave is?"

Niangniang Shiji and Zhenren Du'e wandered around Mount Emei without any clue.

While searching, Shiji suddenly saw Zhao Gongming returning from Sanxian Island.

(End of this chapter)