Yama Rising Chapter 135: : Three Thousand Years of Folk Capital
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Unspeakable.
Difficult to describe.
Magnificent, majestic, magnificent, and sullen like the sea... No matter what adjectives are used, it is not enough to describe this huge city.
It's really huge, it's huge, it can no longer be described as a city. Qin Ye is now from the perspective of God, looking from above, the first thing he sees is a thumbnail similar to Shenzhou. And Fengducheng... I am afraid that it is as big as a province!
Even if you look down from your head, you can clearly see its traces, and hundreds of millions of ghost fires are shaking. Countless yin spirits gathered from all directions like mosquitoes. It is the seal of the Yin Cao Jifu.
Fengducheng.
The entire underworld, the only core!
And his eyes scanned, every place, as his gaze came, it automatically zoomed in. He saw... every city, every county, and even a village, there are all kinds of different buildings.
The buildings in the urban area are huge. The county is smaller, and there are fewer in the town. In the village, it is likely to be a temple with dozens of stone tablets for tables.
Looks less?
No, the underworld has not expanded except for some places on the edge. The underworld buildings in thousands of counties, hundreds of cities, and tens of thousands of villages are enough to be called...the glorious and star-like Yinsi complex!
"This...how many years will it take to achieve this?" He moved his gaze to the Pearl River Delta with emotion. There are countless temples and tomb monuments, Yangcheng City, the core city of the Pearl River Delta. The location, an antique, windy and oversized city, spreads across hundreds of miles!
Different from modern high-rise buildings, this large city-state hidden between the yin and ghost fires, although not modern, presents a prosperous extreme in the same way. Stern and solemn, looking around, the pavilions and pavilions are endless, as if the ancient Afang Palace reappeared.
And the city-state of the size of Yangcheng, the entire underworld... there are fifteen!
He knows that in Yangjian, the core circle of the top ten cities in China, there are even more Yin Divisions!
"Maybe this is the extreme prosperity brought by the regime that has never changed for thousands of years..." With a sigh of emotion, he immediately focused on the location of Yanjing City. Fengducheng is there.
As he waved his thought of "want to see", the entire picture of the underworld suddenly expanded, as if...falling from the sky and rushing into the territory of the city. However, at this moment, his emptiness seemed to be "jumped" by something, and he could no longer be pulled closer.
About thousands of meters away from the majestic capital city below, you can already see the jigsaw-like city streets, the star-studded neighborhoods of ghosts and people on the outside, and the ghost fire lanterns with thousands of stars inside. But it just couldn't go further.
"Insufficient permissions to watch."
When this voice appeared in the air, Qin Ye almost vomited blood!
There is this kind of operation?
Fengducheng is right in front of his eyes, his pants are all taken off. Tell me that the authority is insufficient?
"When you can see here, it proves that you have taken over the work of the underworld..." An old voice appeared in the air, and the stigma from all directions gathered together, forming a phantom Figure.
Po Meng!
Qin Ye was stunned, and then laughed: "Why do you have you everywhere? Please just keep your sense of existence?"
However, Po Meng did not pay attention to him, but went on to say: "The main city of Fengdu is the essence of the entire underworld. The placement and shape of each of its buildings have been carefully calculated. It does not Not only the capital of the underworld, but also... a powerful, powerful enough to deter the entire underworld, and it took thousands of years to build... a super-giant treasure."
Qin Ye blinked, walked to the front of Po Meng and waved his hand, making a middle finger. However, the other party didn't realize it.
"Should it be something similar to what kind of spiritual sense in the web?" He passed Meng Po's body with one hand, and the other party was completely illusory, just a talking shadow.
"Look." Meng Po slowly raised her hand and pressed towards the main city of Fengdu. In an instant, a deep blue light burst from the huge outrageous palace in the center, and then... the entire Fengdu The building, from the inside to the outside, seems to be messy but lights up in an orderly manner! However, within a few minutes, the entire capital city... turned out to be a huge and mysterious rune!
Like words, but specious. It is magnificent and splendid engraved on the Shenzhou Difu.
"It's so spectacular..." Qin Ye murmured.
Po Meng lifted her hand gently, and for an instant, the entire Feng was dug up. If the clouds of the sky were whizzing up in front of Qin Ye, when he returned to his senses, the section of the giant city of Fengdu was already in front of him. He was only the size of an ant in it.
Just below the capital city, is a heavily guarded living **** surrounded by fiery flames, ice, or oil pans!
He saw the same ant-sized impermanence, holding a crying stick, wearing a tall hat, and dozens of ghosts behind him, flying around in hell. I have seen countless souls transformed into the form of yin difference, floating around like mosquitoes...I also saw the raging tide of yin that erupts from this endless **** every moment, one by one, men, women, old and children, poor or rich The human face screamed and roared in the waves of Yin Qi, and was engulfed by the dark Yin Qi, as if repenting and atonement for the evils of his lifetime.
"This is the Yinsi Heaven Prison. It is responsible for holding prisoners who are going to six or eighteen hells. No matter how they escape or work hard, they will not be able to break through the ground. Can you build the same prison now?"
Before the words fell, like Pirates of Dreams, the cross-sectional view of Fengdu in front of Qin Ye disappeared. He saw further afield, where there were thirty-four areas full of clouds, and the clouds rose into the sky. A **** with poisonous fire, a **** with black ropes, a **** with creeps and screams, and... countless ghosts, being pulled by a rope, walked there like a machine from all directions.
Like the corpse of a migratory bird.
"Ten halls of hell, eighteen hells, six reincarnations...This is the scale of the underworld, which weighs the sins of life. Can you...can build it now?"
Swipe...all the pictures all turned into yin Qi disappeared. Po Meng’s hands were trapped in her sleeves, and she said hoarsely: “If you look too much, you will become charming eyes. If you think too much, you will impulsively try the existence you shouldn’t expect. I’ve told you so much, just let You know, it’s not the time for you to consider buildings beyond your scope."
"This city of a thousand years, you have to come step by step, try to start from a village, the most basic unit to contact this huge overview map, start slowly, a little bit deeper. Until you form your own number one A capital, the first city circle, and then slowly spread out, until you feel the need to move the capital, then talk about the construction of the capital."
Qin Ye returned to his senses and nodded deeply.
No matter how gorgeous brocade is, it is embroidered with one stitch and one thread.
Currently, I am not qualified to knit the most core pattern. It is the business to connect the needle and thread first.
In the thoughtful silence, Po Meng suddenly spoke again: "Little guy, this should be the last time we met..."
Her voice softened, as if with a trace of sorrow: "I admit that the old man deceived you at first. However, I don't think this is your reason for bargaining."
Her eyes seemed to look at the void, empty and distant: "Don't think who designed you to rebuild the underworld. There is a fixed number for a drink and a peck, and a flower and a fruit are both cause and effect. You don't want to die, so you accept It’s a bad sign, so you take the initiative to look for Yan Luoyin. In the end, you have the right to continue to live forever and be young. It surpasses billions of living people."
The surrounding wind blew up and messed up her white hair: "Being a human being and living is the greatest gift."
"You have accepted the greatest gift in your life, and you must have the same reward as the gift. This is...the way of heaven."
"There is never something for nothing in the world. This is also...fair."
Sand... the wind is raging, and the afterimage of Po Meng is like a candle in the wind, passing away with the wind.
The whole world is quiet, only Qin Ye and the overview map of the vast underworld below are left. As the moon rises, the stars are shining.
Qin Ye didn't speak. After a few seconds, he shouted: "Old lady?"
No one answered.
"If I don't come out anymore, I resigned?"
There is still no response.
After waiting for five minutes, Qin Ye gave a wry smile: "The minister is the commoner, ploughing in the rivers and lakes, living in the prosperous age, and not asking for information to the princes... Why do you all treat me as your savior? "
He looked at the golden glittering pattern below, and smiled again after a few minutes: "But... it's fine."
Good.
He wants to be lazy, because this is a prosperous world, one hundred years of glory and one hundred years of bleakness, which makes little difference to him. The greater possibility is to live in constant disguise after becoming famous.
Trouble.
He doesn't want to participate in affairs between the Yin and Yang, but there is a prerequisite, that is, don't disturb his life.
However, now, holding two pieces of Yan Luoyin fragments in his hand, the Taoist master in Xichuan has long been eyeing his eyes, and then, as a bad guy, he saw some things, such as the storm, such as Li’s ghost, he was very Hard to ignore.
From the end that he saved himself three days of death, this wheel of cause and effect has already begun to turn.
"In fact, thinking about it, rebuilding a new underworld is also a very interesting job." No matter how the wind blows his clothes, he smiled: "I...this life is too long, I always look for something meaningful. I have lived for so many decades, and I have seen enough."
"Not as good as..."
Swipe! His eyes shot to a village suddenly, and immediately, countless data, names, and runes began to reflect in his pupils.
"Since I agree, then go all out?"
A group of data fell into his eyes and entered his mind, and he began to slowly understand what he needed as a village as a unit.
"Sacrifice Platform...Hunting Platform...Ghost Gate...Ferryman..."
"The size of the soul-inducing platform is...The rune is..."
"The ferryman...there is no yellow spring, you can give it up, but the town hall is almost indispensable...It seems that you don't just need building materials, you have to buy cinnabar when you have time..."