Space-time Traveler Chapter 47: A dream like a fantasy
In the ghost Kyoto.
Yan Mo, who hadn't appeared for a long time, reappeared in the Hades. As soon as she appeared this time, she gathered a large number of people, and then she sent someone to build a temple of heaven in the palace.
A large number of ghost chase night patrols gathered here.
Yan Mo is holding a pale gold square seal, step by step towards the top of the Temple of Heaven, every time she takes a step, there are faint ghosts crying and howling wolves around, but there are thousands in an instant. Tens of thousands of wandering souls appeared, they were flying and crying around the Temple of Heaven, but they did not dare to approach Yan Mo for half a step.
Not far away, Jiu Ming Cat squatted on the ground and looked at the front curiously, whispering: "Meow! Hey! Qingxing Lantern! What is Master Yan Mo going to do?"
Qing Xingdeng's expression at this time is extremely serious, she looked forward without blinking her eyes, and whispered: "Master Yan Mo is pardoning ghosts and gods!..."
"The land of China back then was a cohabitation of humans and ghosts."
"Zhang Daoling, the founder of Taoism, founded Taoism in the Bashu area as a celestial master, pardoning ghosts and gods in the four directions. This has divided the two realms of Yin and Yang and ended the era of cohabitation of humans and ghosts."
Although Jiu Ming Mao didn’t understand it but felt so powerful, he whispered: “Can’t the ghosts go to the sun after that?”
"It won't be so easy to go to Yangshi in the future." Qingxingdeng shook his head and said softly.
His Royal Highness Yueji appeared under the Temple of Heaven.
She was dressed in gorgeous court clothes, holding a mahogany-like tray in her hand, on which were placed three strange objects, namely a sword, a mirror and a piece of gou jade. I saw Her Royal Highness Yue Ji holding this The tray came to the Temple of Heaven, raised his hand and brought it to Yan Mo first.
——"Cut!"
Yan Mo's expression was very serious at this time. She first picked up the Sky Cloud Sword behind her, and then held the sword and swung the sword towards the sky.
The wind is howling!
In an instant, countless wandering spirits all around disappeared, and the stale air that permeated the underworld seemed to have been cut away by Yan Mo with a sword. The dark clouds covering the ghost capital gradually dissipated a lot. The vague howls of ghosts and wolves gradually faded away, followed by the sound of Sanskrit-like chants, and the spirituality that enveloped the Hades turned into bursts of faint Buddha light.
Qing Xing Deng could not help but sigh when he saw this place: "Fusang looks like Buddhism is going to flourish!"
In order to divide Yin and Yang, Master Yan Mo seems to have made some compromises with the power of Buddhism. Just listening to the Sanskrit sounds that sound at this time will know that Fusang Buddhism will definitely become an extremely powerful secular force in the future.
——"Seal!"
Yan Mo’s expression did not change at all. She then picked up the peculiar mirror and lifted it to reflect the entire Ghost Kyoto, with a trace of invisible power spreading, covering the entire Ghost Kyoto’s plane barrier. It was as if a broken mirror reunited, the faint space cracks were gradually repaired, and traces of white air gathered again above the ghost capital.
However, this white gas did not form in the sky above the ghost capital, but scattered directly to various places in Fusang.
"Oh." Qingxingdeng sighed.
——"Pardon order! Yin and Yang are separated! People and ghosts have different paths!"
Yan Mo finally picked up the gou jade, floating with the square seal in the other hand, a trace of golden brilliance appeared above the ghost capital, and the pardon order turned into a burst of gold and stone. The sound reverberates, there seems to be a certain law of power blessing in the underworld, and it spreads throughout the entire underworld in an instant. At the same time, all the dead souls are feeling in this moment. For a long time, the ghosts who have died soon cannot bear it. Live crying loudly.
At the same time.
Su Ziyu, who was resting in his residence, suddenly opened his eyes, a dazzling white light appeared in his eyes, and then he heard some sounds from the underworld.
"Has Yan Mo already started?" Su Ziyu stood up.
One of his teleports appeared outside the room, directly flying into the air towards Rashomon's position.
At this time, many Onmyojis are also coming. It seems that he is not the only one who has heard the voice from the Underworld, but the Rashomon is completely closed at this time, and even Su Ziyu cannot enter the Yin World. Among.
Yan Mo is probably worried that someone will make trouble.
Now no one can enter the ghost capital, and Suzi fish can only rely on the sense of space to perceive that those space cracks are being repaired bit by bit.
Time passes by minute by minute.
Just when Suzi fish was completely cut off from the perception of Ghost Kyoto, a system prompt sounded along with it!
"The main task is complete!"
"The level of authority increased!...Expand the space department to strengthen the skill tree!...Expand the space law field to strengthen!...Expand the death law field to strengthen!..."
"Enough authority! Unlock the domain! Activate demigod-level related route enhancement!..."
"The current plane has been purified!"
"You can expend 10 points of source force to mark this plane as the permanent plane, and the permanent plane can return with leave permission."
In an instant!
The huge data stream came to Su Ziyu's mind.
At this moment, it even seemed that there was an illusion in front of his eyes. He actually saw a white mist, which was gathering on him, and then disappeared little by little. In this illusory territory shrouded in white mist, Su Ziyu saw a piece of Kyoto turned into a broken wall, countless bones exposed on the ground, and wandering ghosts and ghost fires everywhere.
He saw a gorgeously decorated blue lantern, her face was strange and evil, her feet covered with bones, and countless souls crying behind her, a blue lantern turned into a strange purple fire. Surrounded by a vast expanse of ghosts rampantly raging.
He saw a palace poured out of steel, and the Jiutun Boys were toasting and drinking on Mount Damba. Thousands of evil spirits were celebrating and frolicking around. The bonfire feast was surrounded by mountains of corpses, and blood flowed down Mount Damba. Flowing all the way to Lake Biwa.
He saw a snowy Mount Fuji. At the foot of the mountain, a blue flame rose up. Qinghime, who was still like a green snake, was throwing her head out, laughing wildly and screaming to set off a sea of flames, which she passed. There is scorched earth everywhere, turning the entire hibiscus land into a dry and cracked desert.
Pictures flashed before my eyes.
Su Ziyu saw the blood-stained Gushu bird in the maple leaf forest, saw the huge nine tails rising from the green hill, saw the black phoenix fire on the ghost Kyoto, and saw the wind blowing on Nazhi Mountain The big tengu...
Finally.
In front of Su Ziyu's eyes is Ampei Qingming's calm face. He is wearing a black yin and yang suit, standing on the seashore of Fusang, behind him is a hovering ferocious dragon with blood-red dragon scales all over the dark. The cyan spots were a broken gou jade under his feet, and there was a faint strand of torn white sleeves.
Ampei Qingming watched the distance with a sly smile, and then gently raised his hand, the sea in front of him suddenly surged, and a huge skeletal ship made up of countless bones and nails emerged in the tumbling blood.
A deep dragon roar sounded.
Ampei Qingming’s figure rose from the wind, and gently landed on the top of the huge skeletal ship. As he gently shook the feather fan in his hand, countless ghosts and ghosts gushing out from the land of Fusang. Like a torrent of death, it gathered on this huge skeletal ship. In the black air that gradually rose up, a behemoth with eight heads gradually turned into a virtual reality. He roared and raised his eight heads to stare. On the other side of the sea.
The skeletal battleship raised its white sails, carrying countless ghosts and going straight to Goryeo, leaving only a piece of ghosts on the land of Fusang.
Boom!
The environment in front of Su Ziyu's eyes gradually shattered and disappeared. He rubbed his head a little dizzy, and the surging data flow stopped when his consciousness gradually recovered.
"Successful?" Su Ziyu murmured as he looked at Rashomon in front of him.
He can no longer perceive the existence of the Yin World, nor can he directly see the shadow of the ghost capital.
Yin and Yang are separated.
People and ghosts have different paths.
At this time, even if the Suzi fish wanted to enter the Yin World, it obviously felt a repulsive force from the plane.
This time the main mission can be completed, largely because he has taken advantage of Yan Mo's power. If he wants to reorganize Yin and Yang himself, I am afraid that he must strengthen the Space Element ability to a very high level. Okay, at least it needs to be a demigod level to be able to do this. The task of the underworld is much simpler when he is still in the underworld, because reorganizing the yin and yang is originally the work of underworld, and the professional counterpart must be much better than his outsider.
"Huh!"
"We can arrange to leave." Su Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief.
With the completion of the main task.
Many permissions in the Space-Time Supervisor system have been unlocked, and the skill tree has been further expanded, directly expanding field-level ability enhancements. The highest enhancement capabilities in the two directions are currently
——"Create Demiplane [Space Domain]: Insufficient preconditions, unable to unlock."
——"Soul Harvest [Death Realm]: Insufficient preconditions, unable to unlock."
At this time.
There is also a lock symbol at the top of the skill tree. It seems that you need to open a certain area before you can open it.
Su Ziyu only took a look and then regained his attention. The reason is very simple. Both the death element enhancement and the space element enhancement are the bulk of the source power consumption, and this little inventory in his hands is enough to lighten it up. Two pre-capacities.
The strengthening system of the conventional route is low-cost and fast-forming.
But the expansion of death, space, and time skill trees all involve countless resources. The more powerful the ability, the higher the cost. Even the psionic enhancement is one higher than the ordinary melee and distortion enhancements. Big cut. The fastest shaping should be the mechanical transformation of the wasteland world, and the cost of the source force is also the smallest. As long as the relevant technology is similar, the potential value is a bit difficult to say, and the thrill can not accept the existence of mechanical prostheses.
It's time to deal with Qing Ji's problem.
Although the main quest was completed, Su Ziyu didn’t feel much relaxed when he returned. He didn’t dare to leave without saying goodbye, because Qing Ji couldn’t find him if he got mad. Burned the entire Kyoto.
First spend 10 points of source power to mark this plane.
Suzi fish will definitely come back to see it in the future. Although the pollution of this world has been cleaned up, it is good to come over for a vacation if you have time.
After the yin and yang are divided, those who escaped from Kyoto should slowly return.
Qing Ji cannot stay here for long.
In the courtyard.
Su Ziyu just came back and saw Wu Ji who was squatting in the corner. It seemed that Qing Ji had been reprimanded.
"Husband." Qing Ji's figure walked out and whispered: "You are back."
"Yeah." Su Ziyu nodded.
He thought for a while and said: "I have something very important to discuss with you. You will come to my room later."
Looking at Su Ziyu's serious expression, Qing Ji was stunned for a moment, and then whispered: "Okay."
Crack.
Shortly after Su Ziyu sat down, Qing Ji's figure walked in. Her expression was a little nervous, and she knelt down in front of Su Ziyu and said: "Husband? What do you want to do with your concubine? What the body said?"
Huh.
I'm so nervous.
Will something happen?
Shall we talk another day?
No way.
This matter cannot be dragged on forever.
Su Ziyu was calm on the surface, but he was nervous in his heart. He took a deep breath, staring at Qing Ji in front of him, and slowly said, "I'm not An Zhen."
The voice fell.
There was dead silence in the whole room. Su Ziyu looked at Qing Ji nervously, only to find that she tilted her head and looked at herself with a puzzled face, and cautiously said: "What happened to your husband? Why did you talk about it again? "
When we first met, Su Ziyu said that she was not An Zhen, why did she repeat it suddenly today?
Seeing Ji's appearance, it doesn't seem to be very clear.
Su Ziyu took a deep breath and spoke again: "I am actually not An Zhen, let alone his reincarnation."
There is another dead silence.
Qingji's expression was a little surprised, but she didn't have the dramatic change in Su Ziyu's face. Instead, she still tilted her head and looked at him suspiciously, "Is this the important thing my husband wants to say?" /
"Oh."
"The concubine body already knows."
Hey!
What's your expression?
Can you not be so calm? It makes me look nervous!
Seeing Su Ziyu's constipation-like appearance, Qing Ji couldn't help but smile a little, got up and poured him a cup of tea, lowered her head and said softly: "Before I woke up, I made a very strange thing. What about his dream."
"In the dream, the husband tried his best to resolve the hatred in the body and mind of the concubine."
Speaking of this, Qing Ji raised her head and smiled at Su Ziyu. This beautiful smile made Su Ziyu slightly lost. She put down the teapot in her hand and said softly: "An Zhen wants to be a monk. He is An old-fashioned person cannot chant poems, let alone tell stories. He can only tell me some Buddhist scriptures."
"I remember my husband told me the story of the white snake in my dream."
"That is a story that happened in China."
Qing Ji took out a white paper fan with great care and spread it out in front of Su Ziyu's eyes, staring at the line of poem on it with a vague look: "The world is in peace with both peaces, and the Tathagata does not fail. Qing."
"The person in the dream is actually the husband, right?"
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