Chapter 248 A world of its own
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Bai Lian recited scriptures and continued to draw the water of Wangchuan River.
A small stream has accumulated in the River of Light, flowing at the bottom of the river. There are countless true spirits in the stream.
Zhou Yi looked tired. Anyone who activates such a huge formation in half a year would be numb even if his magic power is not exhausted.
Weary.
"Bai Lian, how long will it take?"
"Only when the stream reaches hundreds of feet can we forcefully pull the Wangchuan River."
While Bai Lian was talking, the sound of chanting continued. At this time, there were two evil Buddhas at the junction of the virtual and the real Wangchuan River.
A man and a woman, one sitting cross-legged and one standing, one in misery and one in bliss.
Chanting sutras at the same time doubles the efficiency.
Zhou Yi glanced at the stream at the bottom of the river and calculated with his fingers that it would be almost a month later.
Mozi had already completed the refining, and the entire underworld was integrated. .
The mouth of the yin and yang bottle is the boundary. The upper hell is centered on the Yama Hall and expands to all directions. The lower hell is the eighteen levels of hell, connected by the river of blood. The focus is the sea of souls and the demon-slaying platform.
Such a large project could only be completed in just a few months by Mozi's tens of thousands of clones.
One month flies by in a blink of an eye.
The stream at the bottom of Guanghe River is already a hundred feet long.
Bai Lian suddenly felt something in her heart, smiled, and took the Bodhisattva image back into her body.
"Almsgiver Zhou, great things are about to happen! After this calamity is over, we will develop great achievements that have never been seen in the past, surpassing gods and ancestors, and gaining immeasurable..."
"Stop whining and whining, speed up!"
After Zhou Yi finished speaking, he activated the formation restriction and controlled the Baili Guanghe River to move slowly towards the Wangchuan River.
Bai Lian slowly put away the image stone. Unfortunately, after thinking about the words for half a year, she could not say them all. A precious image was missing from history a million years later.
At this time, the Light River has come into contact with the banks of the Wangchuan River. The muddy Yellow River water washes away, and the formation's forbidden light suddenly dims.
Catching a drop of river water is completely incomparable to fighting a hundred miles of waves.
"Look at the poor monk's methods!"
Bai Lian did not dare to hesitate. This last step could not be done well. It suspected that Zhou Yi would directly activate the Six Soul Flags.
"Forget the River, be sure!"
With a command, the White Lotus Throne shines brightly, blooming with immeasurable Buddha light, covering the banks of the Wangchuan River.
The water of the Forgotten River suddenly calmed down, and the Light River took this opportunity to replace the virtual with reality and began to merge.
Buzz!
The heaven and earth shook, and God's will came from somewhere, and this must be stopped.
Thunders, fire and wind, inner demons swarming around, heaven and earth are disgusted... All kinds of punishments from heaven can't even shake the minds of the two of them.
Wow!
A long river that stretches endlessly, without knowing where it comes from or where it flows to, appears in the underworld.
The hundred-mile-long river that Zhou Yi and Bai Lian joined forces to settle down is only an insignificant part of the Wangchuan River.
The vast long river shook slightly, and when it reached its branches, there were turbulent waves that could not be stabilized by just relying on the White Lotus Throne.
"Amitabha!"
Bai Lian proclaimed the name of Buddha, and her body collapsed with only a little spiritual light left, and she jumped into the Wangchuan River.
Without the protection of the throne, the true spirit was instantly submerged in the turbulent river.
"Bai Lian?"
Zhou Yi exclaimed, it doesn't matter if you die, don't delay important matters.
The words have not yet finished.
The ten thousand feet of Buddha's light bloomed from the river and turned into countless human figures, including priests wearing feathers, monks in red and purple robes, Taoist priests in gold and silver robes, scholars, farmers, high-ranking officials, beggars...
Countless figures overlap each other, with solemn expressions, while chanting scriptures and praising White Lotus.
From ancient times to the present, from temples to rivers and lakes, hundreds of millions of prayers have sounded, plain, pious, fanatical, and even greedy, all gathered together into a continuous buzzing and whispering, making people crazy and crazy.
Believers began to call various names, including Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism, and heresy, until they converged into one name.
Venerable Ananda!
The water waves of the Baili Wangchuan River are extremely calm, as if they have encountered extreme cold and ice.
"This guy is making such a big noise!"
Zhou Yi sighed secretly. He had killed Bai Lian III in succession before, but he always felt that this guy was a parallel import. Only when he exploded now did he live up to the name of Buddha.
Taking this opportunity, he manipulated the formation restrictions, and the Light River quickly merged with the Wangchuan River.
The two rivers, one real and one empty, were originally exactly the same, but now they overlapped and merged exactly.
The Wangchuan River has never been subject to such a restriction since the creation of heaven and earth. Even though it was suppressed by Bai Lian, it began to vibrate slightly.
"Donor Zhou, don't keep whining!"
Bai Lian repeatedly reminded that Burning Origin Faith settled in Wangchuan River, and every moment of loss made her heartache.
"I'm extremely sorry, I was just restrained by fellow Taoist divine power!"
Zhou Yi grabbed the Six Soul Flag and inserted it in the middle of the Wangchuan River. With this supreme treasure to suppress it, the Wangchuan River suddenly became quiet.
At this time, the two rivers are only the virtual and real blending together and interfering with each other, and have not become one. However, there is a stream of hundreds of feet of refining at the bottom of the river. Based on this, the Wangchuan River has begun to transform.
From the beginning, the goal was to erode and transform. No one could instantly refine the Baili Wangchuan River.
Bai Lian jumped out of the river and landed on the throne. The spiritual energy gathered and condensed into a Dharma Body. She sensed the slowly transforming Wangchuan River and looked happy.
Turning to look at Zhou Yi, he put his hands together and said slowly.
"Donor Zhou is indeed the son of destiny, and will accomplish great things that have never been seen before in history!"
Zhou Yi cupped his hands and said: "Relying on the magical power of my fellow Taoist, Pindao just produced some magic power and treasures."
"Throughout the ages, countless people have plotted for the power of reincarnation. Ancient gods and men, extremely powerful. Buddha, Master, created the Six Paths. The reincarnation formation created by the poor monk cannot be ranked among the top ten in terms of mystery."
Bai Lian looked at the Six Soul Flags and the conspicuous names on them, and said slowly: "However, they all failed. The core is the lack of the supreme treasure to suppress the Wangchuan River."
"This flag is destined to be a Taoist friend!"
Zhou Yi did not fall out immediately, after all, he had not yet completely taken control of the reincarnation power.
If Bai Lian has a back-up plan, all the previous efforts will be wasted. And seeing the scene of the White Lotus explosion, it may not be safe to fight with luck at this time, and soon you will become the Lord of Reincarnation. Except for the righteous god of the Demon Court, whoever you worship will die!
Bai Lian said: "Have you heard that the poor monk will die when the underworld is built?"
"Master, you are too worried. You and I will determine reincarnation together, and we must support each other in the future!"
Zhou Yi looked sincere when he spoke, as if it was true.
"Amitabha!"
Bai Lian proclaimed the Buddha's name and stopped talking.
The transformation of the Wangchuan River is from slow to fast. As more and more river water is refined, the speed increases exponentially.
Another half month passed like this.
A hundred-mile-long river flows in the underworld, and the muddy Yellow River water becomes real.
Zhou Yi stretched out his hand and fished it out. There were tens of thousands of true spirits in the river in his palm. This section of the Baili Wangchuan River had been completely refined.
"Fellow Taoist, it's your turn to take action now."
"good!"
Mozi nodded slightly, pinched the magic formula with his hand, and led the water of the Wangchuan River through the Yama Palace. Following the profound and mysterious forbidden inscriptions, it flowed to the Judge's Palace and then to the Ticha Division...
The Forgotten River flows through the upper level of the underworld, enters the lower level through the entrance, turns along the blood river through the eighteen levels of hell, and merges into the sea of souls.
The Soul Sea contains countless remnant souls. Sensing the true spirit in the Wangchuan River, it is like smelling the supreme delicacy and pounces on it crazily.
Wow!
The river flows, submerging the remaining souls and taking away the true spirit contained in them.
As the Wangchuan River passes through the Sea of Souls and returns to the Yama Hall, the inscriptions and prohibitions carved by Mozi in the underworld light up at the same time, and the entire underworld shines with dazzling mysterious light.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The underworld is constantly shaking, and the palaces and attics that originally existed in reality gradually become illusory and transparent.
Yama Palace disappeared first, and then the entire Netherworld turned into nothingness. After disappearing for a while, it gradually appeared as it was.
The Yin soldiers living among them, the innocent ghosts who were being punished, felt like the world had changed.
…
Beyond the netherworld.
Zhou Yi's Xuanhuang clone suddenly raised his head.
Ahead was supposed to be the Gate of Hell and the underworld covered by the Zhiyin Formation.
At this time, it was completely empty, and bottomless holes appeared on the ground, as if a supreme force had moved the underworld away.
"Reality turned into illusion?"
Zhou Yi carefully sensed the yin and yang clones, feeling somewhat similar to those across the sun and moon cave, but also seemed to be further away.
There is a vague guess in my heart. After the Netherworld merges with the Wangchuan River, it will undergo illusory changes and become a world of its own!
Zhou Yi looked up at the sky and murmured to himself.
"The Demon Court is the heaven, the center is the human world, and the underworld is the underworld. From then on, the three realms were initially determined! As for the ghost world, since it has lagged behind the times, it should be merged into the underworld and under the jurisdiction of the underworld..."