Yinshan Record

Chapter 149 It’s useless to talk more
Let's enjoy ourselves first and then talk about it.

Looking at the picture of the Demon King's Heavenly Palace in the distance, Lu Bai felt a strange sense of anticipation.

"Damn it," he suddenly realized, "this picture is incredibly powerful, it's a demonic technique. After just a few glances, it actually made me aroused."

However, that silver-haired curly-haired girl in the lower left corner is really...

calm down!

Lu Tiqi bit the tip of her tongue to steady herself.

It's a good thing he didn't punch me in the crotch, otherwise that would have made Taigong Chong look down on him.

"We are truly blessed today."

Taigong Chong looked at the picture and said quietly, "I had thought before that when my death anniversary came and I was about to become a vengeful ghost, I would ask Sikong Tu to open this picture of the Demon King's Heavenly Palace so that I could enter..."

"I can't believe this good news came out today."

"Grandma, you're a real tough guy."

"Each each other."

The two stared blankly at the four pictures, while Su San carefully deduced their meaning.

The four paintings are magnificent, yet their magical power is real and undeniable.

Su Che believed that this was the only way to defend the Yin-Yang Realm against all external enemies.

Taigong was talking about that bird-like thing called "Eight Hundred Bodhidharma".

It sounds like a scam to rip off funding.

The four paintings embody powerful magic, originating from the ghost soldiers under Sikong Tu's command. This magic was then passed down through layers of ghost generals and finally manipulated by Sikong Tu himself, resulting in the current spectacle.

This kind of tactic is far superior to any grand formation.

Even if there are millions or tens of millions of ordinary ghost soldiers, they are nothing more than a swarm of ants in the hands of a true master, and can be wiped out with a flick of the wrist.

However, by using this formation to combine the power of all the ghost soldiers into one, even ants would become ferocious army ants, a mountain of ants that could crush people if it collapsed.

Su Che looked around and then retreated to Taigong Chong and Lu Bai's side.

"Son."

Lu Bai swallowed the blood that had been bitten out of his mouth and stepped forward to ask.

"The current situation..."

"Grandma, do you have any ideas?"

"I think the three of us should go together and venture into the Demon Palace."

"The idea is good, but there's no other way?"

The old man spread his withered hand at the ghost: "If I could figure it out, would I still be just a ghost messenger?"

"I think none of these six Ghost Generals are as good as you."

Su Che looked at the four pictures in front of him.

What if we just stay here and wait and see?

"What do you think?" Taigong Chong casually pointed to a picture and said, "That's just waiting for the enemy to finish gathering their magic power and then attack directly. We might as well just look at the picture and have some fun first."

"Hmm, this diagram only covers four sides. If I use my magic to levitate, these four diagrams will also spread out. Even if countless ghost soldiers were to evolve this diagram, it would still be much more difficult than me levitating. Once I ascend to an infinitely high place..."

"This is the boundary between Yin and Yang, my good benefactor."

Taigong Chong smiled wryly: "Your idea is indeed good, but this map was originally a treasure bestowed upon Sikong Tu by the Dharma King to defend against foreign invasions, and it is connected to the Yin-Yang realm. Let alone going to heaven, even if you dig this earth in, it can extend down with you."

Su Che nodded.

It turns out it's quite similar to the middle finger that the Buddha had urinated on in Journey to the West; both possess the concept of "not being able to transcend this realm."

"Look around, which of these pictures has a problem?"

Su Che looked at the four pictures and an idea came to him.

"What do you mean, Master?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Bai looked at the four paintings. In his opinion, apart from one of them, the other three were not worth looking at.

"That Red Horn I killed before, wasn't he supposed to be the leader of a ghost army? The operation of such a formation requires layer by layer sorting."

"Now that I have slain a demon general, the lack of this person who was providing support in the center will inevitably cause some discord in the picture. This discord may be the key to defeating the enemy."

Taigong Chong felt that, putting everything else aside, Zuo Lengchan was indeed quite quick-witted.

Lu Bai took a moment to prepare his words before speaking.

"Young master, why don't you reveal your identity? It might save you a lot of trouble."

"Sigh, even if the Northern Mang Ghost Ancestral Palace were real, how could it have such a powerful presence?"

Taigong Chong hurriedly advised him to avoid bringing shame upon himself.

Su Che understood perfectly. Lu Bai meant for him to reveal his identity and directly state that he was a secret agent of the imperial court and a disciple of Yu Lizi.

The deputy commander of the Imperial Guards, responsible for criminal investigations, was worthless, but Yu Lizi's personal disciple was a golden brand. With Huang Tiandao's banner behind him, Sikong Tu would have to give him face no matter what.

"Brother Lu, it was indeed my oversight that I dragged you into this mess. I'm sorry."

“Young master, you are too kind. It is only my duty.”

“Actually, if it were a few days ago, I might have done as Brother Lu suggested, but today, I have some other thoughts.”

As time goes by, things change. After a series of battles, Su Che gradually developed a sense of self-awareness as a cultivator.

Even now, facing the hellish transformation diagram, he is not entirely helpless.

As the Zhou Jue Yin Tian Secret Manual evolved, the Nine Yuan Ji Du Soul-Shattering Secret Arrow reappeared behind Su Che. He drew his bow, aimed at the Demon King's Heavenly Palace picture in the middle, and immediately made his move.

Ketu's star power flickered, and the secret arrow, with the force of piercing clouds and breaking through thunder, directly struck it.

A deafening roar resounded, not from the air in the Yin-Yang Realm, but from the very hearts of everyone present.

As the arrow flew out, all four scenes trembled slightly. The celestial palace scene shifted and swayed for a moment, but in an instant it returned to its magnificent state, with one of the enchanting beauties on it becoming even more alluring.

pity.

Su Che sighed inwardly. He had already realized that this picture was the one that was most disharmonious among the four, but he hadn't expected that even with his utmost effort today, he could only make a slight movement.

However, I still have ways to exhaust all my resources.

Su Che spoke to Taigong Chong and Lu Bai beside him.

"I'll go take a look at this map. You all be careful."

"Son."

Lu Bai tried to offer some words of advice, but was met with Su Che's determined gaze.

No need to say much.

Young Master Su soared into the air and entered the scene of hell and ghosts.

If we're talking about sheer magical power and dense energy, this painting is the most formidable.

However, his own supernatural abilities were most effective at dealing with these evil spirits and demons.

As soon as one appears on the painting, countless evil spirits bar their fangs and claws, wielding all sorts of instruments of torture, rushing towards them.

Among them was a judge in red robes, holding a red brush, wearing a black gauze hat, and holding an ivory tablet, who shouted loudly.

Do you know your crime?

A wisp of Netherworld Burning God Yin Fire rose between Su Che's palms, causing the ghosts to be wary and dare not approach.

"What crime have I committed?"

"You have committed five grave sins against Heaven: adultery, lying, stealing, killing, and disobedience. How dare you claim ignorance of your sins?"

Su Che sneered upon hearing this. The judge and the group of evil spirits were not real beings, but manifestations of the image. It was a kind of supernatural illusion. Even if he killed them, it would not benefit his cultivation.

However, it is also a manifestation of the principle of this diagram.

"On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, you saw another man's woman in a car, fair-skinned and beautiful, and harbored lewd thoughts, committing beastly acts. Heaven and earth recorded this, do you think the ghosts and gods did not know?"

"On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, in a certain place, you falsely claimed to be someone else, and wrote a document to deceive your superior, thinking that no one else knew, and even Heaven and Earth did not know?"

"Just now, you acted tyrannically and brutally, killing countless ghost soldiers in the Yin-Yang realm, and yet you still say here that you have never killed anyone."

“Since you began your cultivation, you have taken the essence of the sun and moon for your own use and transformed the yin and yang of heaven and earth into your own power. Compared to such a great thief who steals from heaven and earth, a minister who steals a country is nothing more than a petty thief.”

"As for rebellion, have you ever truly respected the ruler who governs the world, or revered this land?"

The judge had a high forehead and a cow horn on each shoulder. He would say a sentence and then write it on an ivory tablet with a vermilion pen.

The ghosts under his command whispered among themselves from time to time, echoing each other.

Su Che looked at the ghost judge.

"If one does not engage in illicit sexual activity, how will all things in the world reproduce? The union of Yin and Yang is the natural order."

"If you don't speak falsehoods, how can you have flowery language and splendid writings? You've erased the beauty of humanity with just a few words, yet you dare to judge me here?"

"If we didn't steal, would there be any people left in the world? Even food is stolen from our descendants."

"As for rebellion, the earth sees itself, and heaven hears itself. You, such an illusion, are nothing to me."

"You dare to discuss the principles of heaven with me?"

Su Che clenched his fists and chanted an incantation.

"Tianpeng, Tianpeng, the brilliance of the Big Dipper, with a long skull that devours souls, illuminating bones in the night, holding the Emperor's Bell in his hand, guarding the stars."

The Yin Spring, winding and turning, transformed into a dark, shimmering light, upon which twisted, serpentine runes flickered.

Beyond this dim light, a deity with a golden crown and black armor faintly appeared behind Su Che, whose face vaguely resembled Su Che's.

The deity's hands are clenched as if holding some kind of weapon.

"Enough talk, take this axe!"

(End of this chapter)