Wusheng Yunfa looked towards the awning boat and the boatman, and saw only a blue cloud with a faint yellow-purple brilliance.

Um?!

The captain on the boat seemed to sense Wu Sheng's gaze and turned his head to look towards Wu Sheng. He was wearing a black cloak and could not see his body or face.

"I didn't expect to see a true cultivator here!" He said in a rather surprised tone.

There was a splashing sound, and a big fish suddenly jumped out of the river, five or six feet long, with black scales shining under the moon, and a mouth full of sharp teeth like knives, and it rushed towards the small boat.

The boatman pulled out a knife from under his cloak and slashed through the air. A red flame penetrated the body of the big fish. In mid-air, the big fish was split into two. Then it caught fire and did not go out even if it fell on the river.

, and in a short time the big fish, which was as big as the boat, turned into ashes.

The awning boat moved forward, although it was slow, it did not stop. It was gradually going far away. Suddenly a person appeared in the river and bowed to the man on the awning boat in the river.

"Zihua has met the Underworld Envoy."

"What a messenger, I'm just a ferryman." The boatman replied.

"Zihua has something to ask the Underworld Envoy for advice." The man opened his hand and saw a green-light token with runes engraved on it.

"The Yinsi's token?"

Without seeing the boatman move, the token flew towards him and disappeared into the cloak.

"What are you asking about?"

"How can Zihua become an immortal?"

"Human Immortal, you?" The boatman laughed after hearing this.

"There is no hope in this life."

"I have been practicing for decades and have saved countless lives. Why is there no hope?"

"I see that you are unsettled. At that time, the calamity is approaching. You are trying to use tricks to overcome the calamity. You are not yet enlightened, and you want to use the power of merit to escape the calamity. It is often said that the way of heaven is unfair, but we must know that the way of heaven is also the most fair. You lied

People deceive themselves, pretending to do good deeds, but actually do evil deeds. Those who pretend to practice, still want to gain merit. If my guess is correct, you will not have any merit at all."

The people standing in the river were stunned after hearing this.

"I have said enough for today, go ahead."

With a creaking creak, the man rowed the oar and continued to move forward.

"Hold on, Mingji."

The man in the river rose up in the air and wanted to jump onto the awning boat. Before he could get close, a bullet flew out and his body was on fire. He hurriedly fought.

"Having evil intentions!"

The captain spoke coldly, and the awning boat disappeared into the mist on the river.

On the shore, the man extinguished the flames on his body, looked at the river, clenched his fists, and looked as ferocious as a ghost.

Wu Sheng stood by the river thoughtfully. He heard all the conversation between the boatman and the people in the river just now.

"Messenger of the underworld, ferryman, the netherworld of the underworld? Saving those innocent souls in the river to reincarnation in the underworld?"

There was also the man who suddenly appeared in the river just now. His figure was blurry and he couldn't see clearly, but the voice sounded familiar. If he thought about it carefully, he seemed to be the purple-robed Taoist he met in a hundred days.

"You name it as doing good, but you actually do evil. Are you a hypocrite?"

It was an uneventful night, and as soon as it was dawn, Wu Sheng found a secluded place and began to practice.

On his chest is that treasure. Ever since he absorbed the blue fire outside Nake City a few days ago, Wu Sheng has become connected to this treasure. With its help, his practice speed has become faster.

Not only that, he felt that the magic power in his body had also changed.

Starting early in the morning, until the sun reaches the middle of the sky, I practice for half a day, and then continue down the river in Wusheng.

Passing by a small mountain village, I felt that the village was unusually quiet, with not a single pedestrian in sight.

How strange!

Looking around, the village was lifeless and lifeless.

"Did we encounter another disaster?"

Wu Sheng turned around and entered the village. When he arrived at a house, he knocked on the door, but there was no answer. When he pushed the door open, he saw a native dog lying on the ground, his body already stiff. There were several chickens in the yard, and the same was true.

When he entered the room, he saw the couple still lying on the bed, covered with a tattered quilt, their eyes closed, but their faces were pale and wrinkled, like the bark of an old tree. They looked to be at least seventy years old.

The old man didn't have any wounds on his body. It was like rotten wood when touched, with no life left at all.

Wu Sheng went to the second house, and it was the same. There were three members of the family, all on the bed. Their skin was wrinkled, like the bark of an old tree. It would be fine if they were elderly people, but the figure among them looked like they were only seven or eight years old.

The same is true for children, too weird.

He visited every household in the village.

They were killed in their sleep, and they were aging abnormally, like mummies that had been dried for many years, and the youngest among them was still in his infancy.

Hiss, Wu Sheng took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

I just felt a fire in my chest that I couldn't suppress. I was holding my breath in my heart and felt so depressed.

"This evil spirit will be crushed into ashes and sent to the eighteenth level of hell, where he will never be reincarnated again!"

These people cannot be left alone, as they are prone to problems.

With so many corpses in a village, it would be strange if nothing strange happened for a long time!

Wu Sheng went outside the village and found a place to bury all the dead people.

That night, I chanted sutras in this village to save them.

"Ksitigarbha" saves the souls of the dead.

There was a sound, the chains shook, and a ghost messenger came to the village.

The whip crackled, and the chains wrapped around ghosts,

Looking at the children and old people chained up, Wu Sheng felt extremely heavy.

"Wait a minute." He stopped the ghost.

"What will happen to these people who died in vain after entering the underworld?"

ulawaha

The ghost opened his mouth and started mumbling, but Wu Sheng didn't understand a word.

"Forget it, go ahead and get busy." Wu Sheng waved his hand.

If I don't understand the language, it's useless to ask.

Wu Sheng looked at the departing souls who died in vain and recited Buddhist scriptures. He recited the "Rebirth Mantra" forty-two times in this village before leaving.

In the night, he did not rest. He did not want to stay in this empty village, and he was a little worried, so he continued on his way.

Not long after walking, I saw another village in the distance on the hills. In the night, it was silent. Looking at it with my eyes, I saw that it was still lifeless.

Wu Sheng hurriedly came to this village, opened the door and went in. It was the same as the village he passed just now. They all died in their sleep, like old people who were dried by the weather, and their whole bodies were as dry as old wood.

"What kind of monster is so vicious!"

He walked out of the yard, walked through the air, went straight up to a hundred feet in the air, and looked around with his Dharma eyes. Suddenly he saw a piece of white air rising in the distance. He hurried over to the sky, but it turned out to be a mountain village.

From a distance, I could only see streaks of white gas floating out from every house, like smoke, converging in one place, but at the intersection was a person. He sucked all the white gas into his body, like a whale sucking.

Wu Sheng activated his mana and moved at an extreme speed. He felt that the objects in front of him were constantly changing, but he still felt that it was not fast enough.

He wants to save those people, he wants to beat that evil spirit to death, crush him to ashes, and make him completely extinct.

At this moment, the anger was burning, and the spiritual platform was no longer empty.

Buddha also has anger and pretends to roar like a lion, not to mention he is not a Buddha!

Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!

He wanted to go faster, but there seemed to be an invisible wall in front of him, restricting him and making him unable to break through no matter how fast he went.

I want to take one step to his side, I want to save people, I want to kill!

Get out of my way everything that blocks the road,

He stretched out his hand and pointed a few miles away,

Not for the monster in the village, but to break through the things blocking him,

So annoying,

So annoying,

Stinging, like the sound of tearing cloth,

Wu Sheng's eyes lit up.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the great sun in the sky seemed to light up a little, and the Tathagata Dharmakaya pointing to the sky and the earth seemed to take a step forward.

He has arrived in the village, and the demon in front of him that is sucking the white energy is only a dozen feet away from him.

Om!
To be continued...