The underworld, the city of Wuwang.

Ao Heng spat out a mouthful of blood. Not a single piece of the dragon's body was intact, and there were all kinds of poison, evil, evil and other sinister means.

Many magic methods are still used by monks today, but they have undergone some changes from killing people to practicing martial arts.

For example, to refine evil spirits, the cheapest way is to kill people, and the most expensive way is to refine natural evil spirits.

Taoism ruled the world, so it was natural to use the latter as a way to regulate Taoism and restrict the acquisition of ordinary cultivation soil.

The purpose is to allow the enemy to continue to suffer huge injuries after they escape, and to permanently weaken the threat even if the enemy is left disabled.

Ao Heng bit the dragon's teeth and squeezed out the fragments of the magic weapon from the flesh and blood bit by bit, and then used a secret method to heal the flesh and blood, regenerate the scales, and heal the wounds in an instant.

But there is still a black air in the flesh and scales.

"The Taoism of the human race imitates all kinds of things in the world, and there are really many methods. If it were not for the body of a true dragon, I would not survive long even if I ran away."

He exhaled a breath and took another look at the injury. After confirming that it was not serious, he looked around.

Looking around, it was a gray area, with spiritual thoughts unable to reach out of the body, and the physical body unable to grasp anything.

It was as if he had turned into a ghost.

"Is this the underworld?"

Ao Heng was a little unsure. He had discovered the magical power that could escape into the underworld early on.

But out of caution, he did not dare to enter the underworld rashly, and Ao Heng never borrowed the power of Dao Fruit from beginning to end.

Because this kind of power is easily available, it makes him wary.

Suddenly, in the gray mist, a ray of Buddha's light lit up, and then a female Bodhisattva wearing a light veil came.

The Bodhisattva has thousands of faces and various appearances, including endless beauty and endless ugliness. If you look closely, you will find that he has no face or appearance.

"Amitabha, the Ghost Emperor has returned to his throne. Please follow the nun to Wuwang City."

"Who are you?"

Ao Heng turned into a human body, his handsome face full of vigilance.

The female Buddha put her palms together and said: "This poor nun was originally the female form of the Buddha. The Buddha's way collapsed, so she had to go to the underworld to seek safety. Now she is Ksitigarbha."

Ksitigarbha, one of the three supreme beings in the underworld.

The other two are Emperor Shandu and Emperor Dongyue.

Further down are the ghost emperors of the five directions, Yama of the ten palaces, and the meritorious officials of the six cases.

"Logically speaking, you should be considered a poor nun."

Hearing this, Ao Heng pretended to be respectful, bowed his hands and saluted: "Meet the venerable sir."

People under the eaves have to bow their heads.

Listening to the other party's self-report, the identity of the Buddha's female prime minister is not simple. I am afraid that she must be a big shot like the demon ancestor and immortal.

"No need to be polite, a poor nun is not good at this, just come with me."

Ksitigarbha Buddha turned around, and Ao Heng followed behind her. The surrounding gray fog began to retreat rapidly, moving countless thousands of miles in just a few steps.

After a hundred steps, a black wall stretching from heaven to earth appeared in front of us, and a city came into view.

It's called a city, but it's actually an endless chain of temples like mountains, with almost no end in sight, and there's no distinction between top, bottom, left, and right in the city, with many temples stacked one on top of another like stacks of paper.

Chaos, chaos.

In the sea of ​​qi, the Tao Fruit vibrated, and wisps of thoughts emerged. Without a teacher, one can understand the laws of this world.

The underworld is the place where the soul returns. The flesh is empty and the soul is real.

Here the soul is the body, and the body is as lowly as mud,

The center of this area of ​​heaven and earth is Wuwang City, which was the former residence of local officials and the place of reincarnation.

Ksitigarbha Buddha introduced: "This is Wuwang City, the only place in heaven and earth where all species can live forever.

Even a mortal can live here for tens of millions of years."

Immortality?!

Ao Heng's pupils shrank, and his face was filled with surprise and uncertainty.

The pursuit of immortality is not exclusive to the human race. The dragon race can live for a long time, but it is not immortal. Furthermore, they usually sleep for a long time, just like cultivating soil, meditating and practicing.

To become an immortal and become an ancestor is to pursue immortality.

For thousands of years, countless heroes have worked for the word immortality, but now they can get it at their fingertips here?

This is impossible!

Ao Heng breathed a sigh of relief in his chest, feeling a little unsteady in his heart.

He has not yet transcended, but he cannot accept that the immortality gained by transcending is actually within reach, so what does his long pursuit mean?

"There is no need to be discouraged. Under detachment, you are just the skin of a saint. It has already been determined how far sentient beings can cultivate."

The female Buddha seemed to understand people's hearts. Ao Heng looked at the faceless appearance and vaguely saw a pair of Buddha's eyes.

His vigilance was subdued silently, and he asked like a sincere believer: "Dare I ask the Buddha, is it already predestined to become an immortal?"

The female Buddha shook her head and said: "There are nine extremes in heaven and earth. Even saints cannot achieve perfection. There is a glimmer of life and transcendence among all living beings. However, saints are not dead creatures. The two saints of heaven and earth will make some people become immortals, and let those who become immortals set restrictions.

Late comers."

"Just like the human race's thirty-six immortal methods, the demon ancestor is the only one.'

Ao Heng asked: "Why? Is detachment harmful to heaven and earth?"

"Detachment will inevitably and permanently strip away part of the aura of heaven and earth. If the number of detached people continues to increase, one day we will usher in the end of the law."

The female Buddha changed her voice again and said: "But if it is a word, why should you take it seriously? It's okay if you are a saint, but why should you follow it if you are not a saint?"

Can this be said?

Ao Heng's forehead was sweating. They were eating under the hands of the Earthly Sage.

And now that he has arrived in the underworld, how dare this Buddha dare to point his finger at the other person and scold him?

"No need to worry, the saint has no appearance and will not be upset by it."

The female Buddha's heart was like glass, so she knew it without telling her, and continued walking forward, warning everyone about taboos for Ao Heng.

"Although Wuwang City is immortal, the will of an individual living being will be consumed by the moon. The necessary thing for immortality is not immortality, but a Taoist heart that transcends heaven and earth."

Ao Heng also noticed the pedestrians around him who were like puppets. These people all had good moral character, but they seemed to have lost their souls.

From time to time, people disappear out of thin air, as if their souls are gone.

"These people are the fruits of the Tao."

The voice of the female Buddha came leisurely, and Ao Heng was suddenly shocked and broke into cold sweat, and the doubts he had been having were solved.

How can there be any way in the world that appears out of thin air?

"A local official is a bureau?"

"It's just that mortals are not worthy of immortality. Currently, there are only two people living in this city. One is Emperor Shandu, and the other is a mortal who is no more than two hundred years old."

"mortal?"

"You should know her, the goddess of the Taoist sect, and the cause of the fight between saints today."

Ao Heng's mind flashed to a goddess in white with a veiled face, an existence that no one could ignore eight hundred years ago, regardless of whether she was a human or a demon.

It is also the only being that Ao Heng does not dare to have the desire to reproduce at all. The desire to survive is a higher existence than all desires.

Even someone as strong as Sanqing Daozi could only compete with him. The Taoist goddess back then could kill him with one punch.

Now that she has lost her power to hold the sky, how much of her former grace can she still have?

Soon, the mortal in the mouth of Ao Heng's female Buddha, a goddess in white with a gauze face, stood on the mountain of ghost corpses,

The 'Tao Fruits' were piled up like a mountain, and there were countless Yin Dao Fruits rushing toward her without fear of death.

The goddess in white clenched her fist and waved her hand casually. The ground shook and a mountain collapsed. Countless corpse fragments floated in the air, and turned into dots of spiritual light that merged into her three souls and seven souls.

She is absorbing the power of Tao Fruit.

The female Buddha said: "She has a part of Qingcang's Dao, and she also has some understanding, which she can use for herself. Don't provoke her, or you may be beaten to death."

Ao Heng swallowed and asked, "Is she absorbing the power of Tao Fruit?"

The female Buddha said: "It's almost the same. She can absorb the Qingcang Dao, and naturally she can also absorb the power of the underworld's Dao Fruit."

Ao Heng noticed the unprovoked hostility of Yin Bing's empty shell and asked again: "Is the underworld going to kill her?"

"The underworld does not tolerate living people. She is pretending to be dead, but she is trying to bring the dead back to life. This will naturally lead to the elimination of the underworld's path."

The female Buddha showed no hostility and just watched quietly. She not only supported the goddess in white, but also did not perform her duties as a local official.

"The Great Way of the Saint is just skin flakes and cannot be absorbed by mortals at will. Whether there is residual nirvana or no residual nirvana depends on her destiny."

Those who cut off all troubles and eliminate the causes of future life and death, and still have the body of the results of this life, are called nirvana.
To be continued...