Yama Rising Chapter 1006: : Legends in the world

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Qin Ye looked at the old monk with interest: "Can you see my power?"

The old monk shook his head, biting his lip. I can’t see it, but I can feel it...

I feel like facing the abyss of hell, what kind of existence is this?

I didn't intend to stay here more, but now Qin Ye is interested. Lifting his chin towards the temple, regardless of other people's gaze, he slowly said: "When was this place built?"

While speaking, he walked down a path. The old monk consciously followed, whispered: "Three years ago."

Qin Ye nodded: "Who are you enshrining?"

"Jiuyou Yanwang Qin Yanwang." The old monk didn't need to wait to ask this time, and consciously said: "Actually, the former enshrines are usually the Emperor Fengdu. And they belong to the Taoist gods. But I don't know when... Poor monk think about it..."

He pondered for a moment, and said with some uncertainty: "About five or six years ago, the statues of Emperor Fengdu were all cracked. This is nothing in the eyes of ordinary believers. But we know that this is a sign of the Lord's ascension. There is also the statue of Jizo who shattered with him..."

He glanced at Qin Ye cautiously, folded his hands together, and looked down and said: "At that time, the National Religious Association held a meeting. You know, because of certain things in the past. The Chinese government has I’ve always kept one eye closed, and the religious association never has outsiders coming. It’s a pretty good specification to be able to go to a relevant person from the Ministry of Education, Science and Culture, the Ministry of Culture, or the Ministry of Propaganda..."

"However, at the conference of religious associations three years ago, the top three leaders of the Ministry of Culture, the Ministry of Propaganda, and UNESCO were all present. Moreover, a series of documents were released."

His gaze was full of emotion: "It is a collection of unearthed cultural relics, sculptures, monuments, etc.... It is clearly written on it that according to the prefecture calendar, after 2000, it will be under the jurisdiction of King Qin Yan, the full name is Jiuyoubei Emperor Yin. And... the three major organizations have unanimously requested and allocated hundreds of millions of dollars. The country’s Taoist temples and temples on the underworld will be rectified immediately."

"Not only us, but also textbooks and encyclopedias, all have been revised uniformly. We also need to take the initiative to promote it. After a few years, everyone basically knows the Qin Hades."

Qin Ye smiled.

This Nima...Is it Taoism or Buddhism?

According to the name "XXXX the Great", it is obviously Taoism. However, Buddhism also allows his incense. Should it be related to Jizo?

He has never seen the record about himself unearthed in Yangjian. This is his Reaper script. There are more than one billion people in China. As long as one hundred years, his faith will be unbreakable.

"What is this King Qin Yan in charge?"

"Mr. Hui, King Qin is in charge of life and death, misfortunes, disasters and illnesses. After death, cause and effect. It’s strange to say that since a few years ago, many people with ghosts came to offer incense, and there was a bad night at night. To dream. And those ordinary men and women, or devout believers, will also have a dream after the incense. Tell them which way they will go after death. Remember to be clear after waking up."

It seems that his own judges are still very capable of doing things...Qin Ye smiled slightly, looked at the men in black trench coats who followed at some unknown time, and smiled: "The law enforcement team? Or special. Investigation Department?"

The old monk's face changed, and Heshi's hands shook: "Sir...no, this is not..."

Before speaking, there was a flower before his eyes, and the person just now had disappeared.

Plop... He knelt down with his legs soft. At the same time, several black windbreakers from behind rushed over immediately. Looking around in surprise, for a long time, they all looked at the old monk who was sweating and disengaged: "Where are people?"

The old monk shook his head blankly.

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Gonggeer Peak, the highest peak of the Kunlun Mountains.

According to the legend, this place is at the same level as the sky, and one step up is where the **** is. There are also legends that the Queen Mother of the West lived here, with an elixir.

Kunlun, these two words have a strong mythological color. But the real owner here is only a humble house.

In the house built with thatch, a piece of green bamboo was grown on the top of the snow mountain. Just in front of the thatched hut, an old man, wearing a quilt, holding a fishing rod, rested his chin with one hand. Catch a fish like sleep.

In front of him, a shimmering pond, about tens of meters wide, was full of lotus flowers and floating green lotus leaves. This is impossible to happen on the top of a snow-capped mountain!

But the most eye-catching thing is the center of the pond, a stone stele protruding from the water, with a sword covered with wind and snow inserted on it.

The old fisherman remained motionless, this scene seemed eternal. But suddenly, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked around dignifiedly: "Who?"

"There is no greeting today, so come here uninvited... Your Excellency should show up!"

A figure slowly walked out from behind the bamboo, it was Qin Ye.

As if the wind and snow couldn't fall on him at all, he reached out and knocked on the green bamboo, and said with a smile: "Sword Master Xuanyuan is really interested. The snowy peak can make such a situation, not bad." /

"Are you... his disciple? Judge... Yes, yes, it is not easy for a mortal to cultivate to this level."

As soon as his figure appeared, the old fisherman's clothes all over his body were windless. He looked at Qin Ye solemnly, his body resembling a tiger about to prey, and the veins on his arms burst out. like a statue.

Tick...A drop of cold sweat was drawn from his forehead, and it fell on the snow, like boiling water, making a "zi" sound.

It's terrible...

The judge has approached the high-level shadow, and he can see something that the low-level shadow cannot see. At this moment, he is serious, and it is not human at all! But the **** of walking!

Clearly the appearance of a young man, behind him, there are several terrifying yin auras! They are like living creatures, sheltering each other. And since the moment he appeared, the true energy of the entire mountain had completely disappeared. Only the blue and black Yin Qi surged!

"You..."

"Don't be afraid." Qin Ye pressed his hand down: "Old knowledge. Your master knows me very well."

"Indeed." Before the voice fell, the door to the thatched house had opened. Sword Master Xuanyuan, who had not seen him for several years, was wearing a Taoist robe. He bowed his hands deeply, nearly ninety degrees: "I have seen King Qin Yan."

Plop!

The old fisherman was already on all fours and almost fell to the ground before the words fell. Then he seemed to want to raise his head desperately. But he didn't dare to scan Qin Ye secretly with the corner of his eye.

Qin Yan Wang?

This, this is the Qin Hades? The name that can't be said in the first repair school? Lord of the Underworld?

The real thing at a fair price... the terrestrial death? !

After reacting, the first feeling was panic. The second feeling is fortunate. I am glad that I can see this kind of mythical person in my lifetime. Finally, it is emotion.

This is the real body of King Qin Yan...

"You haven't walked in the sun room for several years. Is there something important to come here this time?" Sword Master Xuanyuan made a gesture of invitation, and Qin Ye followed him into the thatched house.

The decoration inside is also very simple, with a table for eight immortals, a master chair, and another room with gossip and futon. Qin Ye was not polite, and sat down in the main seat with two cups of fragrant tea already placed on the table.

"Snow lotus, plus the tea made by Qianshanxue, is only available in China. This is the best thing I can come up with. Don't be surprised by King Qin Yan." Sword Master Xuanyuan Said sincerely.

"How come." Qin Ye smiled and opened the lid of the cup with a chill

The scent comes from the surface. Quiet and lasting, as if the soul has been clarified. He glanced at each other unexpectedly, nodded and said: "Good tea."

The next step is silence.

Qin Ye took a sip of tea, paused for a few seconds, and finally said: "Long time no see."

"It's really been a long time since I saw you. It's hard for King Qin Yan to remember the old man... After death, I won't go to Hell, right?" Sword Master Xuanyuan gave a wry smile.

Qin Ye reduced his smile and looked at each other seriously. Slowly said: "You can bring this king's words to everyone who is worried about this. Tell them...I understand their approach and position."

His fingers lightly lit on the table as if they were playing a piano, with some beauty in his eyes, as if he was against the days when he was walking in the sun. After a long time, he said calmly: "Human...this kind of creature has its own stand in the world."

"If you have a position, your behavior must be consistent. Besides, the situation was special at the time. I didn't explain that some of the methods you took were not excessive. At least...we can barely call it a good meeting and a break."

"Hey..." Sword Master Xuanyuan sighed lightly.

There are many high-level people who regret it now. They regret why Qin Ye didn't treat it better when he was in Yangjian. I regret why I used Yin Yu to inspect again and again. But they also know that if the situation comes again, they will make exactly the same choice.

"However, this is all over." Qin Ye smiled freely: "This time, this king does have important things."

The main pupil of Xuanyuanjian suddenly shrank, and he whispered softly: "Gonggeer Peak has changed."

Qin Ye nodded, before speaking, the other party immediately said anxiously: "My lord, please indicate whether it is serious? Will...will the disaster recur?"

I think it's bad, brother.

Qin Ye said with a smile: "Don't worry, this time the gate of the heavens has opened. After I became the throne a few years ago, the heavens and gods have shared lessons, and the three realms communicate with each other. This time... I am afraid that an acquaintance will come down." >

Sword Master Xuanyuan took a long sigh of relief and asked subconsciously: "Who?"

Qin Ye took a sip from his teacup, smiling on his lips. Sword Master Xuanyuan suddenly felt that the other party...very vague.

I haven't seen him for a few years. The guy who laughed and scolded at the academy now feels unpredictable even at a glance. After all...Which is the real him?

Ding——The cup was gently put down, interrupting his cranky thinking, Qin Ye said lightly: "Perhaps...it’s Jizo?"

The last word fell, Sword Master Xuanyuan took a breath and looked at Qin Ye in disbelief.

"How?"

Sword Master Xuanyuan shook his head, then immediately rushed to the back of the house and opened the door.

This thatched house is built on a lonely mountain.

In the depths of the bamboo forest, there is a Ksitigarbha sculpture standing beside the cliff of Lonely Mountain!

It was covered with snow, but in the gray, windy and snowy sky, a faint light was projected onto the hands of the Tibetan statue together.

It doesn’t know how long it has existed, full of the vicissitudes of history. This is a mystery, just like no one knows why there is such a Ksitigarbha sculpture on Gonggeer Peak on the top of Kunlun Mountain. And just in its palm, a snow lotus was swaying in the wind. Around Xuelian, countless souls can be seen with naked eyes, crying and wailing every minute.

"The bitter sea grows lotus, save all living beings..." The cold wind blew the Xuanyuan sword master's clothes and hunting flying. He gently shook his head, slightly opened his mouth and turned around: "The Xuanyuan sword masters of all generations are here. It’s their retreat, but since we started the school, this sculpture has been here."

"It hasn't changed for thousands of years...but just ten days ago, a snow lotus suddenly grew from the snow in its hands. It seemed...was awakened by something."