The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 173: The corpse is transformed into an ancestor, and the fate of three generations.

The devil is resurrected.

boom!
Three purple thunders descended upon the world, accompanied by the Samadhi True Fire, and fiercely bombarded the body of the World King (World is a Buddhist term, and Tibetan Buddhism has a similar title).

The thunder charred the World King's body, and the Samadhi True Fire attached to his body. This never-extinguished true fire instantly covered it.

For a moment, the Tibetans were in an uproar.

One second ago, the king of the world was still saying that he was invincible, and the next moment he was struck by lightning and possessed by fire.

What exactly is going on?

"Is it possible that the destiny is not in Tibet?"

The high priest's voice trembled, he couldn't believe this fact.

Does God favor the Han people?

"No, this is a training from God, it's not like that!"

Legend has it that before a powerful being is born, there will often be tests set by heaven.

"Everyone, rest assured. This is a test from the heavens. The king will pass it soon!!"

The high priest spoke to the crowd.

"I see!"

Everyone just felt relieved.

The next moment, two ferocious beasts fell from the sky.

A black tortoise as big as a house fell down with thousands of years of ice, and icicles fell like raindrops.

The Howling Sky Divine Dog is three meters tall, steps on a cloud of fire, spews out Samadhi True Fire from its mouth, and is surrounded by Zhurong Summer Fire.

Zhurong's summer fire is a fire that affects the climate. The moment Xiaotian appears, the surrounding temperature suddenly rises by dozens of degrees.

The hot climate makes people's hair dry, yellow and black.

boom!
The two beasts besieged and then went up to the sky and were struck by lightning.

Finally, a huge hand as white as jade fell from the sky. The palm of the jade hand had an area as large as that of a house and its skin was indestructible.

boom!
The so-called world king was wiped out on the spot without causing any waves.

The incident is far from over.

The two beasts rushed into the crowd and were invincible. The elite of Tubo, the great innate, the innate, as well as the priests and leaders from all parties were all wiped out.

This conference, which was supposed to be a victory meeting, has now become a cage for people to catch everything in one fell swoop.

Screams, wails, cries, roars… broken arms and debris, blood all over the ground, and two beasts roaring in the void, formed a hellish picture.

The Tubo people were in great grief, knowing that the situation was hopeless. Some resisted in vain while others fought back and died in the flames of the monsters.

The monks of the Yogacara school were ecstatic. Although monks did not like killing, if the other party was a demon, the more deaths the better.

"Amitabha, the Dog Guardian and the Turtle Vajra are protectors of life. When facing demons, they should be killed with thundering means. As the saying goes, killing is to protect life, and cutting karma does not mean killing people." The abbot provided a theoretical basis for everyone.

Clang! The golden wheel fell to the ground, and the high priest fell in a pool of blood, his eyes lifeless as he stared at the white clouds in the sky and the two beasts under the clouds.

Years of foundation were destroyed in an instant.

"It turns out that the legend of China is true. It's not fair... it's not fair..."

The high priest muttered to himself, his faith already collapsed.

As the tribe's high priest, he shoulders the responsibility of communicating between heaven, earth and man, so he naturally knows the inside story of ancient times.

The spiritual energy was annihilated and the gods fell.

As the gods do not come out, this is the best era for the human race. The Snowland tribe has an ancient heritage. Relying on the backup left by the ancient gods, they can stay ahead and stand on top of the world.

When the spiritual energy revives, that will be the time for the tribe to ascend fully.

Unfortunately, what happened today made him completely give up.

Didn't they say that the spiritual energy would be annihilated and the gods would not come out? What about the monsters in the sky and the hidden existence in the clouds?

In this case, are the arrangements made by our ancestors still useful?
I'm afraid that everyone will be taken advantage of by this person.

As the shadow covered the sky, Xuanwu's body became bigger and bigger.

boom!
"unfair!!"

At the last moment of his life, the high priest shouted out these words with all his might.

Tubo was destroyed and completely disappeared from history.

Crash...

Heavy rain fell, washing the blood from the earth.

The heavy rain that fell on the people of the Yogacara school washed away their fatigue and hidden injuries.

The abbot stood there motionless, his robes soaked, the rain washing away the mud. Soon, the rain stopped and a rainbow rose from the clouds.

"Amitabha, thank you for your guidance, I now understand how to spread the Dharma."

After a long time, the monk came to his senses and bowed deeply.

The upper echelons of the Snowland Tribe were all wiped out, and the lower echelons still have to survive, so they need new people to lead them, otherwise the tribe will enter a state of chaos with all the tribes fighting each other.

From now on, the Consciousness-Only Sect will become the new priest and lead the Snowland onto the right path.

The white clouds disappeared and the two beasts vanished.

Liang Yue didn't care what the people under the clouds thought, and he didn't care about it.

"here you go!"

Liang Yue touched the heads of the two beasts.

In terms of strength, Xiaotian, who possesses the blood of Huodou, is slightly better, reaching the level of a third-level demon beast. Xuanwu is at the level of a second-level peak pure beast.

In the years to come, with these two assistants, I won’t be alone anymore.

Liang Yue came to the cave inside the glacier.

The nine-story demon tower was extremely luxurious, and on the top lay a winged, snow-white demon.

"The sun, the moon, and the celestial being..." His dharma eyes could tell the true and false of the demon at a glance.

The Sun and Moon Celestial Being is the ancestor of the Sun God Feathered Being and the Moon God Feathered Being. He possesses the ability to be immune to all attacks and the ability to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon. As time goes by, he can also create corresponding magical powers and master the way of the sun and the moon.

At the same time, the Sun and Moon Celestial Beings are also members of the Queen Mother of the West's clan and have the right to freely enter and exit the fairyland of the Queen Mother of the West.

The celestial beings have long lifespans and do not need to practice cultivation. Their lifespans are many times longer than those of ordinary people.

"The Sun and Moon Celestial Beings... turned out to be immortals from the Kingdom of the Queen Mother of the West."

Liang Yue's heart trembled. It was the Country of Queen Mother of the West again. The gods and demons of this country began to influence the world.

Although it is not a direct impact, the indirect impact is unbearable for the human world.

"Let me pick this peach, and by the way, fuse this bloodline..." It's not bad to have an extra powerful bloodline, although it may lead to the collapse of the physical body and death.

The higher the level of the bloodline, the more difficult it is to integrate. In ancient times, anyone who dared to secretly conceal the innate bloodline of a god would face endless pursuit until his body and soul were destroyed.

"Wait until you are 150 years old, and then refine it before you transform into a corpse."

In this way, the worst that can happen is a failure when waking up, and there will be no sequelae.

The Golden Palace is dim, the murals are ancient, the bronze doors are covered with rust and moss, and the flickering lights add a bit of eeriness and coldness.

Liang Yue paced around the altar, looking at this lifelike ancient immortal god.

Although he was high and mighty during his lifetime, he could not escape the fate of being manipulated by others even after his death.

Looking at this immortal god, Liang Yue suddenly felt a heavy sense of responsibility.

This is a one-man battle. For the next thousand years or so, he will face the endless stream of divine and demonic methods alone.

Liang Yue drew out the Yitian Sword and cut off the immortal's head with one sword.

"Then come on."

The Kingdom of Queen Mother of the West? After integrating the blood of the sun, moon, and heaven.

“If the bloodline of the Sun and Moon Celestial Beings evolves again, I can also be a member of the West Queen Mother country, or the West Queen Mother, or even other ancient immortals and gods.”

Take back the opportunity, steal it back, combine thousands of spells and myriad magical powers.

All things return to their origin, and the one who has attained liberation is called the ancestor.

Liang Yue collected the corpse, cleared away the debris around it, confirmed again and again that everything was correct, and then climbed up to Baiyun Imperial Township.

Baiyundi Township, next to the pyramids, under the Bodhi tree.

The hourglass dripped jade sand at a slow pace, and the scale on it showed that there were still one thousand four hundred and seventy-nine years left before the spiritual energy revive.

Liang Yue looked at the jade silkworm on his shoulder. The silkworm had almost turned into a cocoon, with only the last two or three strands missing.

"There are still three years to go before the corpse is transformed."

Liang Yue thought to himself.

Where to hide next?
We are too conspicuous in the sky, and if by chance we get into trouble, we will be at the mercy of others.

It’s not very good underground either, as it’s easy to be dug up.

After all, the next sleeping period is one hundred and fifty years, and there are too many variables in between.

"Then throw it into the sea."

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(End of this chapter)