Song Mingdao thought for a while and felt that the biggest difference between Daozi and other Taoists might be the degree of their understanding and intimacy with the Tao.
Ordinary Taoists can basically only sense a few kinds of great ways, which is much stronger than ordinary immortals.
Moreover, the way Taoist people use the Great Dao is completely different from that of ordinary immortals. Ordinary immortals need to borrow the Dao to use the power of the Great Dao.
To put it nicely, it's called borrowing.
To put it bluntly, it is robbery.
Forcefully integrate the Great Dao into your body, allowing you to use the power of a certain Great Dao unscrupulously.
There are actually hidden dangers in doing this.
But for immortals, strength is king, and the minor hidden dangers after borrowing the road cannot be a reason for them to be afraid.
People from the Taoist sect don’t need to consider this at all.
Almost every Taoist disciple has a natural closeness to a certain kind of great Dao. Combined with Taoist cultivation techniques and the Heart Sutra, after reaching a certain realm, the great Dao naturally becomes a part of their power.
As the leader of the Taoist sect, a powerful being who is half a step away from becoming an Immortal Emperor and possesses dual-color Taoist rhyme, he may be proficient in dozens of great ways.
Far beyond the average Taoist disciple.
But dozens of types is the limit.
At this time, Daozi's uniqueness is reflected.
The so-called Daozi must have an extremely high talent for perceiving the Three Thousand Great Daos, and even have the hope of making the Three Thousand Great Daos close to him.
This is an innate talent.
It can’t be obtained the day after tomorrow.
This is also the biggest difference between Lu Hen Ge and other people from the Taoist sect. Even the leader of the Taoist sect cannot compare to Lu Hen Ge.
Lu Sheng actually coveted the Bagua Mirror, but she tried many times and couldn't activate it, let alone take it away from here.
Over time.
Lu Sheng gradually gave up the idea of taking it for herself. After all, Meng Po was guarding it in the underworld, so she didn't need to worry about anything.
But things are different now.
Meng Po ran away.
In the entire underworld, she is the only one who can speak, and the only way she can think of to protect herself is this Bagua mirror.
"Now you believe I didn't lie to you."
Lu Sheng understood Song Mingdao's concerns. It was actually a good thing to be cautious. Although Song Mingdao's character was not as decisive as Lu Henge's, Song Mingdao also had his own strengths.
Sometimes Lu Hen Ge would do something very risky, but Song Mingdao would never do that.
Song Mingdao was already half convinced, but he still asked doubtfully, "Are you so sure that Lu Henge's Dao rhyme can awaken this Bagua Mirror? What if it fails?"
Lu Sheng's eyes were complicated. "I'm not sure either. If I fail, I can only hide and try not to let anyone in the Void Dojo discover the abnormality here."
Song Mingdao asked again, "The underworld is a product of Taoism, and you are an incarnation of the underworld. With your abilities, why would you be afraid of the people in the Void Daochang?"
Song Mingdao didn't understand.
Taoism is such a terrifying existence, and everything it creates is also terrifying to the extreme. Logically speaking, the Naihe Bridge should also be extremely terrifying.
Song Mingdao only felt this kind of horror in Meng Po, but in Lu Sheng, he only felt the deathly aura that made his soul irritable, and nothing else.
Lu Sheng sighed: "Use your pig brain, the underworld you see now is only a part of it."
Part?
Song Mingdao was stunned.
immediately.
Song Mingdao thought of something: "In many storybooks, the legendary underworld should also have the existence of Yinchao, Yama, Judges and the like, but here, there are only you and Meng Po, which is obviously incomplete."
"So, everything in those storybooks is true?"
Lu Sheng nodded: "Although I don't know where these stories are from, but the complete underworld does have these things."
Is it true?
Song Mingdao was amazed.
Such a secret matter is unknown even to some top powers and immortals, but it is described vividly and even almost exactly in the stories of mortals.
The first mortal who wrote a story about the underworld must be no ordinary person.
Lu Sheng continued, "The Bagua Mirror is in a state of not awakening. Similarly, the entire underworld is also in a state of not awakening. If it were a complete and orderly underworld, those living dead in the Void Dojo would not be able to enter here and would have been killed long ago."
Song Mingdao also felt so.
"I believe you now, but you have to ensure that Lu Henge wakes up safely."
Lu Sheng smiled and said, "Although I'm not as terrifying as Meng Po, I'm still a part of the underworld and have some connection to Taoism. It won't be difficult to resolve Lu Henge's suffering."
The Bagua mirror was also seen.
Lu Sheng prepared to take Song Mingdao back.
On the way back, Song Mingdao asked curiously, "You said this is a place of soul suffering, but I didn't see a single soul."
Lu Sheng answered naturally, "Ever since the underworld broke away from the control of Taoism and came to the immortal world, very few people have come here after death. The souls that were previously imprisoned here are basically dead now."
"But there are still a few left. The Bagua mirror you just saw contains several souls. These souls are suffering torture every moment until their souls are shattered and they die completely."
The thick deathly aura in the Eighteen Levels of Hell is the remaining power from the countless souls that died in the past.
The three-color Taoist rhyme closest to the gate of hell is what was left behind when the Taoists created the underworld.
I have to say.
Taoist Master Song Ming saw it.
He thought that he was well-read and that his knowledge and vision should be ranked among the best in the fairy world.
But now I realize that I still know too little.
Back on the shore, Lu Hen Ge was still suffering from pain, but compared to the excruciating pain at the beginning, Lu Hen Ge had begun to get used to this pain.
Seeing this.
Lu Sheng was amazed. "This kid's endurance is truly the best of all the souls I've ever met. I can even say it's the best. Even some of the outliers in Taoism can't compare to him."
Song Mingdao felt a sense of pride. The better Lu Henge performed, the happier he seemed to be.
Before Song Mingdao could brag about Lu Henge, Lu Sheng said, "But you can't just endure Mengpo soup."
Song Mingdao's expression froze slightly. The next second, Lu Hen Ge's body began to twitch and twist. His flesh and blood seemed to be slowly twisted by a huge force, and creaking and cracking sounds continued to be heard.
In an instant, painful wails reached the ears of Lu Sheng and Song Mingdao.
That’s not all.
The immortal power in Lu Hen Ge showed signs of dissipating.
The originally very rich immortal power quickly escaped from Lu Hen Ge's body. The most obvious change was that Lu Hen Ge's realm was falling.
Lu Hen Ge's body turned into a balloon full of holes. The immortal power in his body lost its container and ran around everywhere.
“Why is this happening?”
Song Mingdao's face suddenly changed.
Lu Sheng looked calm, as all this was within her expectations. "I've said it before, Meng Po soup is something even the Immortal Emperor wouldn't dare to drink lightly."
"Do you think Lu Hen Ge is more powerful than the Immortal Emperor?"
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