Chapter 433: The Ancient Turbid Air
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"Hou Tu, with compassion, transformed into the six realms, beginning the cycle of reincarnation."
Why is this old man talking about ancient times again?
"So what does this have to do with my meditation?"
What's wrong? He really doesn't understand.
Looking at the sighing Tu Bo, Lu Ying suddenly felt that the hunchbacked old man in front of him was inexplicably vicissitudes of life.
It's obviously so painful to hit someone, so why is this sigh so miserable?
"Baby, do you know why the demons were born?" Tu Bo raised his head, as if recalling something. "I don't know..." Lu Ying shook his head. He really didn't know.
Although there are ancient books recording the sect, most of them are general statements, and the real reasons are never mentioned. Even if there are only a few words, it is obvious that most of them are fabricated and not true.
"well……"
Tu Bo sighed again, causing Lu Ying to squint his eyes - this weird old man, why does he have so much to sigh about?
If it were Lingxiang at this time, she would definitely move a bamboo stool, pick up some snacks, and urge him to speak quickly - she loved these intertwined love and hate stories the most.
In Lingxiang's words, it is disrespectful not to listen to the seniors reminiscing about the past. One should be full of expectations, and when necessary, applaud and liven up the place, so as to give the seniors enough face.
But how could Lu Ying understand these common sense? He could only wait for the next step in a daze.
I don’t know how long it was before Tu Bo blinked his moist eyes and continued speaking.
Hou Tu Niangniang had a grandson named Kuafu. Kuafu's parents were from the giant Lei Ze clan.
Although Kuafu was the grandson of Hou Tu, he had outstanding giant blood, a straight character, and extraordinary spirit. Although he was diligent and kind, he did not know how to adapt.
Every year the weather was scorching, the rivers dried up, the trees withered, and the crops failed. The Kuafu clan had a hard time making ends meet.
One day while resting at night, he heard a sound like a bell, which lured him into a dream. The sound told him that the source of his suffering was the Golden Crow, and that if he drove it to Yuyuan, he would be relieved of his difficulties.
The next day, when he woke up from his dream, Kuafu left his tribe, chased after the Golden Crow, and ended up in the North Lake.
When Kuafu died, his body turned into yellow earth, with a lush peach forest on top, which was transformed from his staff.
When Xin heard that his son had died, he was heartbroken. He went to the peach forest in Beize and saw his son's soul. He asked about the reason and realized that it was the work of evil people.
"Old man..."
Tu Bo was displeased and raised the ruler in his hand. Lu Ying was very tactful and quickly changed his words.
"Master... Master..." Although it was a little awkward, a wise man would not suffer a loss in front of him. "Isn't this the story I've heard since I was a child? What does it have to do with the demon clan?"
Hearing the word "Master", Tu Bo nodded in satisfaction, but then his expression changed and he glanced at Lu Ying with dissatisfaction.
"I was just about to start talking, but you're so quick to talk that you've ruined my mood."
Lu Ying had no choice but to apologize. After a long period of coaxing, Tu Bo finally told the story slowly.
It turns out that what deceived Kuafu in the dream was the evil spirit that had accumulated in the underworld.
The evil spirit is invisible and has been blocked by the Xirang for ten thousand years. It must borrow a human body to escape from the underworld.
At that time, the entrance to the underworld was still in Yuyuan, but Kuafu did not reach it and died.
After Xin learned the reason, he jumped into Yuyuan alone, wanting to avenge his son, but he was defeated and his body turned into Taodu Mountain, which is now the entrance to the underworld.
The news reached Hou Tu Niangniang. When she heard that the souls of her descendants had nowhere to go, she transformed herself into the six realms of reincarnation, which led to the current place of reincarnation.
With her own strength, the goddess Hou Tu suppressed the evil spirit, preventing it from committing evil again and forcing it to wander in the underworld.
But what was unexpected was that the great undertaking of conferring gods would leave behind disasters and send the soul of the son of the Human King down.
The evil spirit seduced the son of the Human King, and took advantage of the Shenyan Rock in the Nether City to merge with it and forged an indestructible body.
"This is the origin of the demon clan..." Tu Bo smacked his lips with an unsatisfied look, as if he was very dissatisfied with the ending of the story.
So what? Why do I have to sit in meditation by myself? This is a life-threatening matter.
Lu Ying was puzzled and asked unconsciously. Upon hearing what he said, Tu Bo slapped him with his palm, but he raised it high and dropped it lightly.
"I'm your master, how could I possibly harm you?" Tu Bo feigned anger. "I'm asking you to regulate your breathing so I can teach you how to cultivate in the underworld. After three years, you won't be able to do without me."
At that time, Lu Ying did not know that the three years Tu Bo mentioned were referring to today, and he thought it meant "I can achieve some success in three years."
Of course, this is a later story.
"But once you sit in meditation and regulate your breathing, won't you be taking in the Netherworld's energy?" Lu Ying was puzzled.
What's the matter? He just doesn't understand.
Master said, if you don’t understand, ask more questions!
Tu Bo scolded Lu Ying for being stupid, but he still started to explain.
"Mortals need to open their meridians and refine their bones before they can mobilize spiritual energy. The same is true for demons, but they can use it flexibly from birth."
"However, the demons don't rely on spiritual energy, but on the energy of the netherworld, which they call 'fear'."
"The source of fear is the Netherworld. Back then, Hou Tu transformed into the Six Paths and, with just a single breath of power, suppressed the Netherworld's energy for ten thousand years."
"This is the 'Breath of Hou Tu,' and it still permeates every corner of the Netherworld. However, this matter has never been publicized, and the Breath of Hou Tu is so subtle that no one knows about it."
After hearing the explanation, Lu Ying finally understood that Tu Bo meant that he should find out that trace of Hou Tu's breath from the vague Netherworld energy.
The many ghosts and gods in Fengdu have not noticed it for so many years. How can a mere mortal like him possibly find it now?
Seeing Lu Ying hesitate, Tu Bo quickly leaned over to whisper.
"If we can find out the 'Breath of Hou Tu', even if it's just a tiny bit, it will be enough to suppress ordinary demons. If we're lucky, we can even fight the Demon Lord and Demon General for a few moves."
Of course, the premise is to see how much you can figure out.
However, Tu Bo did not say the second half of the sentence, fearing that Lu Ying would not agree, but he underestimated Lu Ying.
Hearing this, Lu Ying's eyes lit up. If it was true as Tu Bo said, then there would be hope that he could kill his enemy with his own hands.
"Master, please give me some advice!" Lu Ying bowed.
"Good boy!" Tu Bo smiled brightly at first, but then his face turned stern and he tapped the ruler in his hand. "What are you waiting for? Come and meditate!"
After hearing this, Lu Ying hurriedly sat down cross-legged.
It is called sitting meditation, but it is actually not as simple as it sounds.
During daily morning meditation sessions, in addition to internal observation and meridian opening, one also needs to absorb spiritual energy and replenish qi. The so-called "spiritual energy" refers to the external spiritual energy that floats between heaven and earth.
Under normal circumstances, this wouldn't be difficult. After all, it's a daily task. Isn't sitting in meditation easy?
But now he is in the underworld.
When absorbing the spirit, Lu Ying's qi and meridians would always be disordered by the Netherworld's energy. At the same time, some voices kept lingering in his mind, constantly bewitching him.
Every time this happened, the ruler would hit Lu Ying's back hard, causing him to wake up suddenly with cold sweat running down his body.
But he couldn't tell whether the cold sweat on his body was caused by his confusion or the pain in his back.
In fact, Tu Bo did not use much force. The reason why Lu Ying felt pain was because the ruler was not an ordinary ruler.
This ruler is called "Zhenhun" and was once held by Hou Tu. Later, it was passed on to Tu Bo.
For those whose minds are clear, one foot of damage will only cause physical pain; for those whose minds are confused, one foot of damage will not only cause physical pain but also cause their souls to tremble.
The soul is only two or three ounces, and the pain is not enough to penetrate the bones.
More than two years have passed since these days. Even now, Lu Ying shudders unconsciously when he thinks of them.
That pain, it really hurts!
But the pain is worth it!
If it weren't for the pain, Lu Ying wouldn't be able to come and go freely in the underworld, and would not appear in front of Long Qi.
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