My enemies became my companions

Chapter 357 The Deepest Thought

Chapter 357 The Deepest Thought
On the altar.

There are four symbols and twenty-eight constellations in the four directions, all carved from the stone of the underworld, each one is lifelike, encompassing the universe in the sky. Green flags are waving, ashes and debris are floating in the sky, appearing in the air like stars. Among them, witches in colorful clothes are waving flags and shouting, singing the songs of the ancient Yingdu.

"Soul, come back! You left your constant wandering, why are you wandering around in all directions?

Abandon your happy place and stay away from that ominous place. "

"Soul, come back! The East cannot be trusted.

A thousand feet taller than a man, yet his soul is the only thing he can find.”

The long and lingering singing seems to drag people back to the ancient times, when the ancient Chu people sang such ballads to call upon the souls of the dead from the underworld. And now, the shamans in the underworld sing this song to send the souls of the dead to the human world.

Yin Weiying was wearing a brown robe today, embroidered with dark green bamboo leaves. She followed the footsteps of the late emperor and met many people along the way.

Most people couldn't name him, but after a quick glance, they all showed great respect, even more than when they were facing the former Emperor of Dayu.

The green flag danced in the wind. Emperor Dayu grabbed it casually, pointed to the huge hole in the altar in the distance, and said:

"That is what mortals often call the River of Reincarnation, also known as the Yellow Spring River."

Yin Weiying looked up and saw that the hole went straight down to the ground, as if it was dug out by divine power. The underground river below was flowing rapidly, but it was not as clear as ordinary underground rivers, but a rich dark yellow color.

Xuanhuang is the color of heaven and earth. Ancient books say that in the beginning of time, Xuanhuang was everywhere in the world. Perhaps because of this, the Yellow Spring River can run through the three realms and six paths, carrying the heavy responsibility of allowing souls to reincarnate.

"I thought it was a big river." Yin Weiying said after looking at it for a long time.

"The main river is a big river, but this is just a tributary of the Yellow Spring River."

The late emperor paused, then added with a smile:
"If it is a big river, there is absolutely no way to make it flow backwards."

"countercurrent?"

"From here, it will soar into the sky and land in the capital city on the ground, so that the two cities can be exchanged."

He spoke slowly and steadily, first explaining to Yin Weiying, who was the center of the formation,

“You have been practicing the art of making paper figures for many years, so you should understand that paper figures are mostly scapegoats for the deities.

But in this world, nothing is truly permanent, just like the relationship between me and King Jing. It seems that I am his scapegoat, but in the end, I am still the one sitting on the throne."

Yin Weiying immediately understood that the late emperor wanted to replace the capital city on earth with the ghost city Yingdu, and to let the capital city on earth replace the ghost city Yingdu!

"It is like two weights of equal weight placed on a scale, one on the left and one on the right, and the left and the right are simply swapped."

There was not much ups and downs in the late emperor's words.

"It's just that... the capital city and the ghost town are not necessarily of equal importance."

Yin Weiying thought for a moment and then spoke.

The late emperor smiled calmly and said, "Don't worry, I have already made preparations. It is a method of confusing the real with the fake."

As they were talking, a figure appeared on the altar in the distance. He had an ordinary appearance, but as he walked towards them, he seemed indescribably ethereal.

When Yin Weiying saw who was coming, he was surprised and said:

"master?"

Yu Zhen Yuanjun, who had been away for several months, appeared again. Her face was pale and bloodless, as if she had just recovered from a serious injury. She first bowed to the late emperor, and then nodded slightly to Yin Weiying.

The nun never expected to meet her master here. She took two or three steps towards him, with a look of worry on her face.

At this point, Yin Weiying herself didn't believe that she had no resentment towards Yu Zhen Yuanjun, but she was her master after all.

What's more, the situation between her and Chen Yi... doesn't seem as bad as imagined.

Yu Zhen Yuanjun stared at Yin Weiying for a long time and said in confusion:

"Have you ever condensed a Nascent Soul?"

Yin Weiying was stunned. If she had condensed the Nascent Soul, it was just that when the Chaos Seal was closed, the ferocious beast Chaos used the method of reversing the universe to allow her to briefly ascend to the Nascent Soul stage.

It is like attaining enlightenment overnight and ascending to heaven in broad daylight.

But after Chaos was sealed, her realm dropped back down.

Originally, Yin Weiying had not taken it seriously in the past few days. After all, the Nascent Soul stage was only temporary and she was still in the Core Forming Stage. But now that Yu Zhen Yuanjun mentioned it, she couldn't help but become confused.

Yu Zhen Yuanjun saw her reaction and said calmly:
"The body is turbid, the soul is pure, the Nascent Soul is born from the soul, and it embodies the deepest thoughts in the soul."

"The deepest thoughts?" Although Yin Weiying knew what Nascent Soul was, Nascent Soul was too far away, and this was the first time he heard it said this way.

"People always have something they want, such as longevity, lust, great wealth, a happy marriage, or a combination of many things."

After hearing these words, Yin Weiying couldn't help but lower his head and think deeply about what his deepest thoughts were.

But before he could think for long, Emperor Dayu said:
"Yuan Jun, is everything ready?"

Yu Zhen Yuan Jun said calmly:
"Your Majesty has asked me to be responsible for the soul-drawing formation that attracts the chaos. I have already constructed 80% of it and am ready to be inspected by Your Majesty at any time."

The late emperor waved his hand calmly and said:
"No need, I trust Yuanjun's ability."

If one wants to make the Yellow Springs River flow upstream, one needs to make the chaos that has engulfed the entire secret realm of the capital city become a "river channel" so that the river water carrying reincarnation can flow back to the human world.

Yu Zhen Yuanjun looked at Yin Weiying again and said softly:
“Once a person condenses the Nascent Soul, it cannot be reversed, although it is not the true Nascent Soul stage.

And your Nascent Soul is very far away from you..."

"far away?"

When Yin Weiying saw the Nascent Soul being swallowed up in the belly of chaos, she thought it had been destroyed. However, she never expected that Yu Zhen Yuanjun actually told her that the Nascent Soul was not destroyed, but was very far away.

The corner of Yu Zhen Yuan Jun's eye seemed to sweep across the Emperor Dayu not far away.

The Emperor of Dayu showed little emotion on his face.

She didn't say any more, but just said softly: "You have to think about it yourself."

After saying this, Yu Zhen Yuan Jun took a step forward and his figure suddenly flew away with the wind.

The late emperor continued to lead Yin Weiying around the altar for a long time, introducing every part of the altar as they walked.

From the four symbols of the Azure Dragon and the Black Tortoise to the twenty-eight constellations and the positions of each shaman, everything was explained in great detail.

It’s just that the nun was a little absent-minded.

"The matter of our father and daughter becoming immortals is all entrusted to us here."

The late emperor let out a long sigh which fell into Yin Weiying's ears.

The nun lowered her head and found herself standing in that empty space. Under her feet was the river of reincarnation. The river flowed rapidly, carrying people's souls and making people bid farewell to life after life.

Whether it is Buddhism or Taoism, one must transcend this cycle of reincarnation.

No one knows where the Yellow Springs River originates from, but it carries souls. The lives of many people have become reflected waves, drifting downstream. After all, the dead are like this, and the river flows farther and farther away, but there is still a whimpering sound in the water.

"Perhaps becoming an immortal is my deepest wish right now."

Yin Weiying looked at the river water disappearing and talked to himself.

But she didn't know, how could she recall what she had already lost?

She never understood clearly, and she never thought about it.
It was the blessing of the ghost woman.

"Goodbye, I hope to see you next time and you will be married."

...............................

Lin Wanheng didn't wait for her husband to sleep with her last night, so she slept all night by herself with the quilt.

But she was used to such days. She had been sleeping alone since she was a teenager.

Just thinking of the noises coming through the wall last night, Lin Wanheng clutched the quilt.

She got up and washed, and when she returned to her room, she looked at the empty bed and sighed deeply.

When she went outside, she was hit by a cold wind and suddenly felt a headache. She pressed her forehead and her face turned pale.

It seemed like something was about to burst out of my memories, but it didn't.

In this somewhat deserted courtyard, Chen Yi sat there, looking towards the direction of the capital, as if he was thinking with his head down.

There was a well-behaved girl sitting quietly beside him. She didn't make any noise or play around. She just sat there and waved when she saw Lin Wanhang coming over.

After hesitating, Lin Wanheng also waved his hand.

She walked slowly to Chen Yi and called softly, "Husband."

Little Fox: "0.0?"

Yin Tingxue raised her face, her pupils trembled, and her lips froze.

When Lin Wanheng saw her reaction, she became confused. What was wrong with her calling him husband? Why did this girl react like that?
What went wrong?

Lin Wanheng pressed his head, trying to think about what went wrong, but he couldn't remember.

Chen Yi turned around and asked, "Wan Heng, why are you standing here?"

Lin Wanheng's thoughts were interrupted, and she smiled and said, "My husband hasn't had his meal yet, I'll ask Xiuhe to bring it over."

Before turning around and leaving, she took a deep look at Yin Tingxue...

Maybe he was jealous of her status as a wife.

You still have to take care of the relationship...

The young lady from the Lin family thought about it and smiled calmly.

After her figure disappeared from sight, Yin Tingxue turned around and looked straight at Chen Yi.

Before Chen Yi could speak.

Yin Tingxue whispered, "I know you are lustful."

Chen Yi was speechless and could only touch the back of her head helplessly.

I don't know whether it is fortunate or unfortunate, but Yin Tingxue's impression of me is that I am extremely lustful, and this girl who has been bullied by me for many years is also easy to accept other sisters.

As for whether she feels sad or not, only she herself knows.

Chen Yi didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only touch the back of her head again and again.

The concubine's submissiveness made him wonder if he had been too hasty in the past.

Everything was done too hastily in the past.

Perhaps it was because he was poisoned and only had three years left to live.

But now, I have ten years to live, and I have a lot more time.

Seeing this, I have to thank that Taoist who came from nowhere.

Chen Yi tried to recall his name, but the only thing he remembered was the monk's voice... so he could only say to himself in the end: "Thank you, damn Taoist."

Recalling that time, Chen Yi naturally thought of Yin Weiying.

He still remembered that she tried her best to keep him even if she let her Nascent Soul go deep into the chaos...

Luan Huang, where are you now?
Chen Yi pondered over it. Now that they were separated, he suddenly felt that he had been too mean to her...

After an unknown amount of time, the little fox shook his head and said softly, "Master Zhou wants to talk to you."

Chen Yi's fingertips paused and he nodded, "Okay."

From the little fox's words, Chen Yi could tell that Zhou Yitang had placed his Nascent Soul on her.

He knew Zhou Yitang's personality, and he would do the same if he were in his shoes.

After a moment, Yin Tingxue held Chen Yi's hand.

At this moment, the Yuan Qi of the little fox was interconnected. The Yuan Qi of the little fox was tender and young, like a newborn book bud. The moment it came into contact with Chen Yi, it was surrounded and embraced by Chen Yi's huge Yuan Qi.

At this moment, he heard Zhou Yitang's voice again.

"I'm in...Yingdu," she said.

The voice was a little intermittent, but it was not because Zhou Yitang had encountered any accident.

She had been recovering from her injuries for a long time, and her realm had dropped drastically due to the shattering of the Ruo Que sword, but she had recovered a lot. According to common sense, she should be at the second or third level of martial arts, the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

The reason why it was so intermittent was because Yin Tingxue was only at the Foundation Establishment stage and could hardly carry the voice of Zhou Yitang's Nascent Soul stage.

"It's really poor communication."

Chen Yi sighed,
"It's too far apart and sounds repetitive."

In the ghost town Yingdu.

Zhou Yitang's figure seemed to have disappeared, and no one along the way could see her.

If you look up slightly, you can see the majestic Palace of Yama and the huge Qiankun Altar.

Green flags fluttered, the witches' songs rose with the wind, and the sounds of souls returning were endless.

If an ordinary Qi cultivator saw this scene, they would probably think it was just a scene for the extradition of dead souls. However, in the eyes of the one-armed woman with the Taoist name Tongxuan, it seemed very strange.

Zhou Yitang continued, "There is an altar here, as well as the Four Symbols and the Twenty-Eight Mansions. The King of Chujiang has great ambitions."

There was no response for a while.

Thinking that he was waiting for her to continue, the one-armed woman said:

"This is definitely not a method of extraditing the souls of the dead. Instead, it seems to be a method of letting the souls ascend to heaven."

There seemed to be silence for a long time, and then an echo came. The one-armed woman waited quietly.

"It's really poor communication."

A voice rang in my ears:

"It's too far apart and sounds repetitive."

Zhou Yitang: “…”

She was about to say something else, but waited for a long time first.

"It's really poor communication."

The voice in my ear rang again:
"It's too far apart and sounds repetitive."

After a while, the other side said:
"Wait, what did you say?"

It was as if he finally heard Zhou Yitang's words clearly.

Zhou Yitang understood the reason, and after a long pause, he continued to speak:

"There is something strange in Yingdu, and I guess King Chujiang may not be dead."

She looked far ahead and saw at a glance the man wearing the robe of the King of Hell on the altar.

That was clearly the face of the former emperor of Dayu and the face of King Jing, but not the face of King Chujiang.

It should be noted that possessing another's body will not change a person's appearance.

But I don’t know where King Chujiang is now. Maybe he has been killed long ago, or maybe he is just detained and imprisoned.

In the secret realm, Chen Yi was shocked when he learned about this.

"Is there such a thing? Please tell me in detail."

After he finished speaking, he also waited for a while.

This is the unspoken tacit understanding between them.

In the following conversation, Chen Yi gradually figured out the current situation of the ghost town.

Whether it was the Qiankun altar or the witch's song, many details were made clear during the conversation that lasted for an hour or two.

At the same time, the environment in which Chen Yi was in was also combined to make judgments and inferences.

The plan of the former emperor of Dayu was gradually restored.

The late emperor was obsessed with immortality and was unwilling to let go of his obsession even after his death. And this time, due to the butterfly effect brought about by Chen Yi, he did not seem to take over the body of King Chujiang, but instead replaced King Chujiang and became the King of Hell.

And this time, he chose a different method from his previous life. Not only did he want to revive himself, but he also wanted to reverse the flow of the Yellow Spring River so that all the generals who obeyed him could be resurrected together.

In this case, even if the righteous people joined forces, they would be no match for the thousands of ghost soldiers and generals, and would find it difficult to drive him back to the underworld.

Moreover, the power of incense and prayers in this ghost town can push him to immortality step by step.

As for this secret place in the capital, to put it in a more vivid way, it is the paper mannequin of the ghost city Yingdu, which is used to replace the capital city on the ground with a fake one.

This is also in line with the way of heaven.

In Chen Yi's own words, it was a bug.

These things were laid out before him one by one, and the more Chen Yi listened, the more serious his brows became.

Huge difficulties lie ahead.

"How many days are left?" Chen Yi asked.

After a long time, he got the answer: "No more than ten days."

Ten days later…

The seventh day of the second lunar month in the underworld.

Chen Yi's eyes suddenly shrank...

Yin Weiying's birthday? !
What a coincidence...

This surely can't be just a coincidence!
Thinking of her close connection with the ghost town, Chen Yi clenched his fists.

Only after Yin Tingxue cried out in pain did Chen Yi quickly loosen his grip.

He took a quick breath, feeling mixed emotions.

The thought flashed through his mind and he suddenly became quiet.

After a long while, he suddenly said, "Master, please teach me some Taoist techniques. I will try my best to learn them."

"Don't you regret not having read enough when you need it?" Her reply was flat.

Chen Yi's face showed no sadness or joy, and he said softly: "I owe you a lot, can I owe you one more time?"

After a long while, a voice echoed: "The last time."

Chen Yi wanted to say something but didn't know how to start. The corners of his eyes felt a little sour for no reason and he could only smile bitterly.

Then, the contact was cut off and she seemed to go to make preparations.

Now he owed Zhou Yitang more and more. Although couples seldom talked about whether they owed anything, they still didn't get married in this life.

"I've always wanted to marry you."

He spoke in a voice that only he could hear.

The yard was very quiet, no one disturbed his thoughts, only the slight sound of the breeze blowing the fallen leaves up and down.

After a long moment, he took a deep breath and thought about the ghost town.

Chen Yi stood up and paced back and forth for several steps. He looked out at the imperial city from the courtyard. The palace walls were vermilion and the rubble was golden. He stood still.

At that time, the figure of Yin Weiying's Yuanying appeared repeatedly, as if reminding him.

Chen Yi's heart sank.

The image of the ghostly woman disappearing into thin air before his eyes instantly lingered in his mind.

He remembered that he reached out his hand and wanted to grab her, but it was too late.

That ghostly woman seemed to be Yin Weiying's Nascent Soul, and this scene seemed to be some kind of omen...

It seemed that Yin Weiying would also disappear like this.

Chen Yi suddenly felt a little sore in the corners of his eyes, but he couldn't cry. He just looked at the imperial city from afar, thinking about that moment.

Something was flowing through his heart, which he could not explain before, but now he seemed to finally understand something.

When Chen Yi came to his senses, Yin Tingxue had appeared in front of him without him noticing.

"How did you..."

Before he finished speaking, the little fox took out a brocade box from his arms.

"Is this what you gave to Sister Weiying?" she asked softly.

Chen Yi hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"Then you have to give it to her, you must give it to her."

The girl said seriously, word by word:

"To find her."

He took the brocade box in his palm.

Even without opening it, he knew what it was.

That is a hairpin.