I’ll Quit Being a God Chapter 133: Can it be more exciting?
The other world.
A legend that has existed since the birth of mythology.
There is a certain mark that no one can escape, from the civilization circle to the ethnic group branch.
The underworld, the netherworld, hell, the underworld, the underworld, the kingdom of the dead, the resting place...etc. are the common manifestations of human beings' fear and imagination of death, and are the largest aspect of the collection of human consciousness and unconsciousness.
At the same time, it is also the most difficult existence for human beings to defeat. It can only be isolated and sealed by solid ideological barriers. Only a very small number of living people can enter the kingdom of the dead.
This is a common rule in the history of human mythology. Japanese mythology has not escaped this category. It has even gone a step further and blocked the exit of Hirazan from Underworld with huge rocks, completely banning the existence of the other world on a large scale. The gateway into the present world.
From now on, the other world can only achieve limited interference in the present world through the law of induction after death and a very small number of connection points, such as Mount Osore, where souls are summoned, and Dajiangshan, the base camp of the ghost clan.
These two sides have always been the focus of the committee.
Mountain Osore itself is a huge seal, and the establishment of the Sword Tomb and the gathering of blacksmiths are not only suitable for forging swords. The killing aura kills people, and of course ghosts.
As for Dajiangshan, what stands out about the Japanese ghost clan is their lawlessness and disobedience. No matter whether you are in this world or the other world, don't try to control us. The worst is death. Do you think we will be afraid?
The conditions for the living to do something to the other world are equally demanding.
Legendary Onmyoji like Abe Seimei, after staying in the other world for so many years, can only create a small passage.
Treasures such as the Underworld Stone and Iron Fang are even weaker. Not only is the passage not large, but it cannot last too long, otherwise it will be destroyed by the rules of the two realms and cannot be repaired.
If you really want to travel on a large scale and do something for a long time, you still have to visit Hirazaka.
I don’t know how many years have passed since I was sealed by Father God Izanagi, and even the oldest vixen in the place feels inferior to him.
During this long period of time, the gate of Hiraozaka has been sealed and has never been opened.
Fortunately, the method of opening has always been with the legend of Izanagi.
In order to avoid the pursuit of Huangquan Kingdom, Izanagi blocked the exit of Huangquan with huge rocks.
The boulder here does not refer to reality, but to concept, which is the manifestation of Izanagi's power.
Although Izanagi has disappeared with Donghuang Taichi, his power and management of the world have been handed over to his last three children - Mikiko.
As long as they work together, they can reproduce Izanagi's power and move the "boulder" away.
"Susanoo!"
Wuzun did his duty, purple energy rose from the black armor, and a huge shadow of the Martial God condensed behind him.
The divine power is brilliant and arrogant.
"Amaterasu, Tsukuyomi!"
Dongjun has an eight-foot mirror in his left hand and an eight-foot magatama in his right hand. He drives the power of the two gods wholeheartedly.
When the Moon God returned his luck, he actually held back a hand.
Being united for more than two thousand years, this destiny has been stained with too many traces of the Yin and Yang family.
Before Tsukuyomi fully recovers, it will be much easier for Dongjun to operate than Wu Zun.
What’s interesting is that Tsukuyomi’s former spokesperson and most loyal believers have also been dyed in the color of the Onmyo family, which has greatly slowed down the progress of Tsukuyomi’s resurrection.
If Wu Zun wants to rely on his accumulation over the years to go back on his words, Dong Jun can combine his luck at the critical moment and retaliate harshly.
This is the usual behavior of the Moon Goddess. She is the best at astrological laws, but she can not only deceive the secrets of heaven.
Of course, Wu Zun did not go to this extent. He may be a person who sticks to his principles at heart, or he may be a stickler. In any case, as long as he does not break the contract, Dong Jun is willing to abide by the agreement, even if he manipulates two people at the same time. Takako would greatly increase her burden.
Dong Jun closed his eyes, and it seemed as if all the light between heaven and earth was blocked at this moment, and then released in a more brilliant way at the next moment.
A great sun hangs high in the sky.
A full moon echoes each other.
There are also stars in the sky that appear and disappear.
With the power of one person, he can dominate the celestial phenomena.
The secret is not only the manifestation of Amaterasu Tsukuyomi's power, but also the path of one saint and two guardians of the Yin Yang family.
It is self-explanatory to whom to show it.
My wealth is all here. How much you want and how much you can take depends on your ability.
Bathing in the three lights of the sun, moon and stars, Guan Junyan was dazzled, but his heart was not wavering.
I have longing in my heart, but I am not too greedy. I still only take a little.
When Dongjun saw this, he secretly sighed. He was no longer the young boy who had just arrived in Tokyo. Although it had only been more than half a year, the rapid growth surprised even her, the initiator.
Now, even without his own support, he can still make a powerful voice in this country and in this world, which no one dares to ignore.
In this case, there is only one thing I can do - open a way for him.
The sun, moon and stars slowly descended, blending into the down-to-earth God of War.
The sky hangs thousands of images, and the earth contains all things.
There is nothing better than this in this world.
The divine power is mighty and divine.
While suppressing all directions, it also rediscovered the long-lost glory of God and the long-lost myth.
On the ancient wilderness that was once covered with reeds, men in rich clothes used their nation-building power to create huge rocks and block the entrance to another world.
Now, this huge stone collapsed in the hands of the God of War, who used the sun, moon and stars as his armor and the clouds in the sky as his sword.
The dark, ominous place that all living people instinctively resist finally appears before the eyes of the world again.
The sound of water, the endless sound of water.
The river cannot be seen, but the sound alone makes people feel that it is not the source of life, but the end of life.
The purest and strongest aura of death spread everywhere, causing the surrounding reeds to wither instantly and making most of the living fearful.
At this moment, a faint Zen chant sounded in everyone's hearts.
The sound is clear and refreshing.
The content is simple and not as mysterious as the Buddhist verses.
"This way and that way,
I try my best to keep the bucket intact,
Expect fragile bamboo to never break.
Suddenly, the bottom of the barrel collapsed,
No more water, no more moon in the water——
It is empty in my hand..."
Gradually, the fear of the living calmed down, and they also understood who had soothed the influence of the other world.
The real Buddha only speaks ordinary words.
Nun Chiyono.
She was once the most beautiful woman in the Kamakura period, and her search for books www.zhaoshuyuaｎ.com drove countless young talents, lords, and nobles crazy. However, she devoted herself to the Buddha, destroyed her peerless appearance in order to practice meditation, and finally realized enlightenment at an old age. The method of getting rid of the bottom is that all four elements are empty.
She was supposed to be completely reborn and not care about worldly affairs, but one day she sensed the ominousness of the other world with the help of the Six Divine Powers. She came to Weiyuan and stayed there for more than 600 years, saving the souls of the dead every day. No one knew better than her. How to eliminate the influence of other lives.
She didn't show up when the masters gathered, she didn't show up when the Transcendents gathered, and she still didn't show up even when Taken Tōjun, the two strongest men in Japan, arrived.
For her, it was just something external.
The only thing she cares about is compassion for all living beings.
For such an eminent monk, even the most senior Martial Lord put down his posture and spoke sincerely.
"Thank you for your hard work these years."
“It’s hard work when it’s your job.”
The nun who suddenly appeared at the edge of Hirasaka, sitting cross-legged, looked calm.