Chapter 186 Hunger

The descent of the blood moon this time was a bit slow,
a bit hesitant,
a bit reluctant,
a bit shy,
a bit unwilling,
but this was like the first time for everything,
and then,
the second time, the third time, things would start to fall into place,
it finally,
still came down again.
Although Ying Gou had used it to smash Song Emperor City before, making it much smaller,
but no matter how small,
it was still the moon after all.

And the next scene,
would be firmly imprinted in the depths of the souls of these surviving members of the underworld forces,
a person,
holding the moon,
as if a true ancient god had been reborn,
rushed straight over!

Using the moon as a spear,
slaughtering in all directions!

Violent explosions,
the roars of countless亡魂(wanghun, wandering souls),
miserable screams,
agonized howls of the dying,
the vast underworld army,
was almost collapsing!

Even the Dharma body of King Wuguan himself,
could not escape being struck by a moon wheel,
and directly disintegrated.

The underworld army could no longer resist Ying Gou's power, and with the Yama Kings' Dharma bodies collapsing one by one, like the flags of the main generals being cut down one by one, the people below naturally found it difficult to continue.

Finally,
Ying Gou smashed the blood moon, which had shrunk again, into the sky,
in the dark clouds watching the battle above,
no one knew how many people were implicated by the blood moon and died on the spot,
but the remaining onlookers did not dare to come down and ask for an explanation.

How could they ask?

The Seven Yama Kings, the underworld army,
had all been defeated by this person,
how could they ask?
Even if they saw the flames on Ying Gou's body slowly extinguishing,
even if they knew that Ying Gou's power was already running out,
the imposing aura that had just been established,
still made people afraid to offend him!

A person,
standing in the air,
in his heart,
there was no exhilarating satisfaction after a great battle,
only,
a sense of loneliness.

Most of the Ten Yama Kings had come, but not a single one of the so-called Ten Attendants had appeared.

Rather than calling this a true great battle,
it would be better to call it an internal attrition.

Of the Ten Yama Kings, only King Taishan was spared, King Pingdeng fell, and the remaining eight all had their Dharma bodies collapse and were severely injured.

But of the Ten Attendants,
only one was injured and one died,
and there were still eight left,
moreover, even though that Chief Eunuch had been chased by Ying Gou like a chicken and a dog before,
he was definitely not that simple.

The Yama Kings organized the underworld army, wanting to use the illusion of Lord Taishan to exhaust Ying Gou,
but they did not expect that,
they themselves,
were likely to be part of the expendable resources.

Using the Yama Kings as expendable resources,
except for that one,
no one else had such a grand scheme!

The structure of hell,
after this battle,
would be completely changed.

Perhaps,
the Chief Eunuch's previous words to the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva about waiting another sixty years,
would not even need sixty years at all.

The change of dynasty,
was already a trend,
moreover,
now Ying Gou had added fuel to the fire.

Therefore,
Ying Gou, who had been used as a knife,
was indeed,
in no mood to rejoice.

He still missed the past,
still recalled the old days,
back then,
there were not so many twists and turns,
I didn't like you,
you actually called yourself the master of the Nether Sea,
so I would fight you,
I would kill you,
after a great battle,
I would chop off your head,
and before you died,
your head would laugh heartily with you.

The current situation,
treated this kind of battle, this kind of duel, as a whetstone to eliminate dissidents and accelerate the process.

Ying Gou took a deep breath,
but he couldn't say he was too sad,
he wasn't,
it would be too self-deceiving to say he was sad.

After sinking for so long,
this time he was able to come out for a breather,
and fight so many battles,
it was really comfortable.

Ying Gou turned around,
his figure disappeared from the spot,
and returned to that mountain range,
facing the woman who had been standing there all along.

His body,
was rapidly cracking and peeling off,
this body,
was already broken,
and after being used like this,
it was completely drained.

And in the distance,
golden light was already speeding towards them,
it was a Buddhist lotus.

In the sky,
there seemed to be murmuring sounds as well.

The woman stood there,
looking at Ying Gou,
looking at his body,
feeling a little distressed.

Ying Gou walked forward,
reached out and pushed the woman away,
"Block...ing...my...way..."

"............" The woman.

The Naihe Bridge,
this life,
the next life.

"Are you out of strength?" Zhou Ze asked.

Ying Gou did not answer.

And at this moment,
the Buddhist lotus in the distance,
had already arrived in person.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva wore a mask,
sitting on the Buddhist lotus,
neither happy nor sad.

He only came alone, without Diting, and without the Ten Attendants, however, he didn't seem to have the surprise he had when facing Ying Gou's physical body before, now, he seemed very calm.

Immediately afterward,
a curtain of light covered,
completely obscuring the entire mountain range,
at the same time,
a golden light appeared,
and came before Ying Gou,
it was the Bodhisattva.

And his true form, just stayed far away, not daring to come over.

"This humble monk, has come to thank you."

The Bodhisattva's voice returned to its ancient well-like state.

Ying Gou smiled,
but said nothing.

"They...are about to wake up."

The Bodhisattva continued,
as if urging him on his way.

Ying Gou punched out,
this golden light,
was directly shattered,
this curtain of light also dissipated directly, on the Buddhist lotus, the Bodhisattva still sat upright.

A noble man does not sit near a crumbling wall,
the Bodhisattva's true form did not dare to come close,
fearing that Ying Gou would give him another punch out of the blue!

For existences of this level,
it was hard to say.

"What does he mean by this?" Zhou Ze asked.

Ying Gou still did not answer,
but silently turned around,
facing the Naihe Bridge.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva felt that he had been used as a knife by him,
so before he ran out of steam,
he came to show off,
perhaps,
at this time,
Ying Gou did give this Bodhisattva a high look,
but because he had always wanted to find someone to kneel to,
so generally speaking, he still looked down on him,
he always felt that this kind of person, no matter how outstanding, no matter how delicate his mind,
still couldn't be taken seriously.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!!!!"

In the sky,
there was a tearing sound,
vaguely,
it was as if something was about to come out.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva raised his head,
gazing at the sky,
still without showing any emotion.

But Ying Gou smiled contemptuously,
and pointed at the sky!

Chains of black appeared from the sky.

"What is this thing?"

Zhou Ze suddenly felt that this scene was a little familiar,
he remembered in Ying Gou's memory,
the sky,
seemed to have appeared like this before,
and then,
a pair of hands stretched out.

"Not...a...thing..."

Ying Gou only answered this sentence,
in an instant,
Zhou Ze only felt that he seemed to be pulled out, and then there was a burst of dizziness,
the next moment,
a black light bloomed from the center of Ying Gou's brow,
and rushed directly to the Naihe Bridge!

And Ying Gou's body,
slowly turned around,
raising his fist,
and rushed towards Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!

The last scene Zhou Ze saw,
was the scene of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva being punched off the Buddhist lotus by Ying Gou!

Yin and Yang go separate ways, humans and ghosts have different paths;
here,
was the dividing point of Yin and Yang,
was the starting point and end point of reincarnation!

Zhou Ze only felt that he was being wrapped by a hurricane,
all the way forward,
after passing through the Naihe Bridge,
his whole person seemed to be emptied.

Around him,
there was clearly no sound,
but he seemed to hear many, many sounds;
around him,
it was clearly a piece of darkness,
but he seemed to see many chaotic and complex scenes.

"Oh, it's a son, congratulations, congratulations."

"Doctor, hemostatic forceps."

"It's born, it's born!"

"It's out, it's out!"

"It hurts me to death, you bastards, you just want to kill me with a natural birth, so you can find a younger one."

More and more voices began to attack,
as if they could peel you open.

Zhou Ze resisted this pain,
while gritting his teeth in his heart,
"Iron Dullard..."

He didn't expect,
that in the end,
Ying Gou would actually throw him out alone,
giving him the last chance of survival.

Touched,
he really couldn't say he was touched,
he didn't have time to be touched at this time,
he just felt a little唏嘘(xixi, a sense of sorrow, regret, and disappointment),
as if a piece of his heart,
had been forcibly dug out.

Here,
was not an asura field,
nor were there any terrifying scenes,
but it was easy to become沉沦(chenlun, sinking; mired; to degenerate),
as if at this time,
you would receive the most thorough cleansing,
your soul would also be剥离(bolí, to peel off; to separate),
leaving only the purest path, entering reincarnation.

Many "little fresh" types would post on their Moments, feeling that a trip to Tibet had washed away their body and mind;
in fact, it is really recommended that they come here to try it,
and it's free without tickets,
die once,
and there's nothing that can't be purified.

This feeling,
was like taking out your soul,
and putting it into 84 disinfectant to stir.

The intersection of Yin and Yang,
the edge of the rules,
Zhou Ze had always thought that his willpower was very strong, but he couldn't hold on for too long, and he felt that he was about to get lost here.

A huge terror attacked,
because Zhou Ze knew,
that once he got lost,
it would mean reincarnation.

He would forget everything,
and start with a new life,
but this,
what difference would it have from death?

Boss Zhou was a selfish person, he didn't want to die, and he didn't want to be reincarnated, but it was really too difficult to just hold on like this.

Fortunately,
after drifting for an unknown amount of time,
Zhou Ze saw a blue halo appear under his feet,
like a drowning person,
seeing a rope to save himself.

Zhou Ze walked to the halo,
and walked forward step by step along this path.

Along the way, he heard a lot, and saw a lot,
it seemed that because of the path covered by this halo, the pressure he was subjected to was not so great,
Zhou Ze was indeed able to spare more thought to think about many things, to see many things, and to experience many things.

Life and death,
separation and reunion,
scene after scene,
path after path,
watching and watching,
Zhou Ze didn't know whether he had been sublimated emotionally and spiritually,
he only felt that he was hungry,
and very, very hungry,
clearly it was a soul,
but this feeling of intense hunger,
was so strong!

Slowly,
Zhou Ze couldn't walk anymore,
for two lifetimes,
it was the first time he was so hungry,
he was so uncomfortable from hunger,
that he simply couldn't walk anymore.

Clearly there was a road,
clearly there was the path to survival that Ying Gou had mentioned before,
but because he was too hungry,
he couldn't walk anymore.

Zhou Ze felt it was so funny,
"I'm sorry, Iron Dullard, I'm speechless about this way of dying."

He always felt that,
people created an opportunity for you, let you live, but you wasted it in vain, and it was really unforgivable.

"I...am...also...hungry..."