Chapter 349: Accidentally Touching the Mechanism and Revealing the True Body
Lingxiang almost forgot that today was the day to deliver the elixir to Demon Lord Boyan, and Wuminjun went to find her because of this matter.
He said the Demon Lord had nothing better to do than to care where she went. Could she possibly run away? Even if she did, where could she go? The Tiger Gate had already been destroyed.
Without thinking too much, Lingxiang could guess the current situation in the world.
Once the Humenkou Gate is destroyed, the soul will be unable to enter the underworld. Although it can be reborn into the human world through the realm of reincarnation, this will inevitably lead to an imbalance in the underworld.
In the past three years, there has been no new birth in the world, incense has been difficult to maintain, the world is in chaos, and all living things have become extinct.
After each soul enters the underworld, its deeds in life will be settled, and then rewards and punishments will be decided, and finally reincarnation will take place.
Zen Buddhism emphasizes the six realms of reincarnation, but the Taoism that Lingxiang practices is the theory of six bridges.
The so-called Six Bridges are essentially the same as the Six Paths, and they all share the same philosophy of reward and punishment for good and evil deeds. However, the Six Bridges also have their differences.
The theory of the six bridges has nothing to do with the hell of ghosts.
Before Hou Tu Niangniang incarnated into the six realms, there was no reincarnation in the world. When one thought dies, another is born, hence the saying of the giant Kun transforming into the great Peng.
After the underworld was established, it provided a place for living beings to reincarnate, but everything requires rules, so the rules of the Six Bridges came into being.
Those who practice Taoism walk on the golden bridge to become immortals; those who do small good deeds walk on the silver bridge and enjoy incense; those who accumulate merits walk on the jade bridge and enjoy wealth and glory; those who have both merits and demerits walk on the stone bridge and enjoy a comfortable life; those who have more demerits than merits walk on the wooden bridge and suffer from poverty, illness and loneliness; those who have committed many evil deeds walk on the bamboo bridge and may be born as a fetus, an egg, a louse or a transformed being.
Lingxiang doesn't really care about the differences. Firstly, Zen Buddhism and Taoism are from the same sect. Secondly, these so-called great principles can be just glanced over and there is really no need to trace their origins.
What puzzled her was that the Demon Realm had been lingering in the Netherworld for thousands of years, and the Underworld had ignored it, but now that Humenkou was destroyed, it still did nothing. Why was that?
Never mind, if those underworld gods were useful, the underworld wouldn’t have been overturned in the early years.
It is better to rely on yourself than to ask others for help. Just solve it yourself!
The palace where the Demon Lord resides is surrounded by numerous demonic soldiers outside, and no one can enter without being summoned. Inside, there is only a throne that symbolizes the Demon Lord's status, and the rest is only darkness.
However, after Lingxiang came to the Demon Realm, the Demon Lord did order some lights to be placed in the temple, but they were only scattered everywhere, not much different from the past.
Therefore, every time Lingxiang entered the temple, she had to use her spiritual vision to see clearly. Fortunately, she didn't come here often, so for Lingxiang, whether it was bright or dark here was not a big deal.
Whenever I came here in the past, I would always see the Demon Lord sitting alone on the high seat, but this time I didn’t see him.
Could it be that he went somewhere to have fun?
This was just Lingxiang's joke. He didn't think the Demon Lord would have that kind of sentiment.
I’m afraid he’s going to harm someone again!
Lingxiang shrugged and was about to put the medicine box on the Demon Lord's seat and leave, but for some reason, she sat on it as if possessed by a ghost.
Ha! This place is hard and not very comfortable, yet we still fight over it, both in the human world and in the demon world. Why bother?
Ling Xiangxiang curled her lips and jumped down.
She still has Ophiopogon japonicus to take care of, so she doesn't have time to care about these things.
But at the moment of jumping down, his hand touched something, and he heard a "click" sound in the dark, and a trace of fluorescent light appeared behind the high seat.
It’s an agency!
Why is there a mechanism on the Demon Lord's throne?
Curiosity prompted Lingxiang to touch the handrail she had just touched again. After searching for a long time, she actually found a stone sculpture in an inconspicuous place.
The stone carving is not surprising, after all, the entire throne is made of stone, but what is strange is that this stone carving is very smooth, as if someone has often tampered with it, making it look out of place.
Lingxiang's eyes lit up.
Could it be that Demon Lord Boyan still has some hidden secret? If it's something shameful, then she's really made a fortune today!
Lingxiang smiled cunningly and stabbed the stone sculpture without hesitation.
Anyway, the Demon Lord is not here now, so what’s the harm in taking a look?
Lingxiang felt inexplicably excited when she thought that the Demon Lord, who always had a stern face, actually had these little tricks.
Sure enough, after pressing the stone carving, the stone door behind the throne opened wider, and the dim light that came through instantly illuminated the entire hall.
Maybe there is some treasure inside!
Adhering to the principle of "if you don't take advantage of a good opportunity, you're a bastard", Lingxiang tiptoed in.
But the scene before her shocked Lingxiang.
The stone chamber is not big, only an inch square, and is surrounded by firefly grass from the Youhe River, with a glazed coffin placed in the middle.
This glass coffin was slightly wider than an ordinary coffin. It appeared exceptionally translucent under the reflection of the fireflies in the dark river. And inside the coffin lay...
Two people, a man and a woman!
The man looked like a teenager, with a handsome face and dressed in black. He was obviously rich or noble. The woman was dressed in plain brocade robes, with an ethereal air, and looked quite extraordinary.
A wedding encounters a death!
What a pity.
Lingxiang curled her lips and walked forward to take a closer look, but after seeing the woman's appearance clearly, she was stunned with surprise.
The woman in the glass coffin was actually...
"Mother!"
The facial features were exactly the same as in the painting; it was none other than the Fairy Tumi!
This! How is this possible? !
Lingxiang knew that the tomb of the Fairy Tumi in the back mountain of Yuanqing was most likely a cenotaph, but she never expected her body to be in the demon world! Could it be that...
An idea popped up, making Lingxiang break out in a cold sweat.
Just as Lingxiang was lost in thought, a hand as thick as a dead tree fiercely pinched her neck, lifted her up suddenly, and threw her out of the stone chamber.
Lingxiang rolled over and fell unconscious. When she came to her senses, she heard the heavy sound of stone slabs and fell into darkness.
She returned to the Demon Lord's palace.
"Who told you to trespass without permission!" The Demon Lord's gloomy voice came from the darkness, and he sounded very angry.
Lingxiang felt a sharp pain in her throat, and for a moment, she found it difficult to speak. The sound of the Demon Lord's footsteps echoed in the hall, making Lingxiang unable to tell where he was. She only felt an inexplicable sense of unease rising in her heart.
Is it fear?
No! That's not right!
It's more like anger than fear.
Lingxiang suddenly remembered that when she was in Zhao Wuyang's Qi Pool, Wan Gu Qiong Cang had said that she was just a half-demon, but he did not say what the "half" meant.
I didn't delve into Lingxiang at that time, but now it seems that my understanding was biased.
A demon is a demon, so how can there be a half-demon? If so, then everything the Demon Lord did makes sense.
Lingxiang suddenly felt happy again, happy that she was not what she imagined, and that her mother had not done anything out of line.
This is truly one comforting thing among so many bad things.
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