Chapter 112 I Want to Analyze the Guixu Small World

After closing the "Secret Records of the Netherworld" and figuring out some of the mysteries of Guixu, Ding Kai turned and left Longhu Mountain. He was now 30% sure that the black mountain was the Black Mountain Old Demon.

Although the probability is less than half, he feels it is worth a gamble.

After briefly greeting Zhang Xilin, Ding Hai quickly headed towards Guixu.

After returning to the South China Sea, Ding Hai was stunned when he saw Zhang Zhiwei standing alone in front of the space crack.

"Lao Zhang, what's going on? Where are your master and the Great Immortal Qinghai?" Ding Hai estimated the time he had been away. It was less than four days in total?
"Old Ding? Why are you back again?" Zhang Zhiwei was also surprised to see Ding Hai.

When they left a few days ago, although Qinghai Zhenren did not say it explicitly, he had actually made it clear that Ding Hai did not need to take action on this trip to Guixu.

Otherwise, he would definitely remind Ding Hai to go early and come back early.

Ding Hai directly threw the "Netherworld Records" and "Netherworld Secret Records" to Zhang Zhiwei: "I found some information related to Guixu."

Knowing that Ding Hai would not do something without a purpose, Zhang Zhiwei immediately flipped through the two books in his hands.

After a moment, he looked up at Ding Hai and said, "It is true that the book does mention the City of the Dead, but what does this have to do with Guixu?

Judging from the records in this book alone, the author's power is definitely not greater than that of a Yin God, but once a Yang God enters Guixu, he will never return."

Zhang Zhiwei was very confused. In his opinion, these two books were nonsense.

Great Yangshen realm masters like Jingshan Zhenjun, Wuyi Shenjun, and the Grand Elder of Luofu Palace can die at any time in Guixu.

A Yin God would probably not be able to last until the two of them stood there, and would be torn into pieces by the turbulent ocean currents beneath their feet.

"What if he is born with an unstable mind and has an excellent talent for space?" Ding Hai provided an angle that Zhang Zhiwei had never thought of before.

Zhang Zhiwei thought about it seriously and said, "You mean you are wandering in the world."

The wandering in the heavens mentioned by Zhang Zhiwei is not the definition in the dictionary, but a way of the soul wandering that is similar to lucid dream but completely different from lucid dream.

The butterfly dreams of Zhuang Zhou, Zhuang Zhou dreams of a butterfly is the most representative example.

“Lao Zhang, I know these two books seem ridiculous at first glance, but some things are often hidden in the places where people least expect them.

Besides, there is a reason why I trust the author of the book. "Ding Hai did not intend to hide the matter of the Black Mountain Demon from Zhang Zhiwei.

"What's the reason?" Zhang Zhiwei asked Ding Hai anxiously.

"Do you remember that Black Mountain?"

"Remember, my master and Qinghai Zhenren were in a very bad state because of that black mountain, and it was the two of us who saved the situation." It had only been a few days since this happened, how could Zhang Zhiwei forget it.

"That mountain has become a spirit."

Zhang Zhiwei rolled his eyes without error: "Aren't you talking nonsense?"

That black mountain almost hurt his master and others through the Sky-peeking Mirror. It couldn't be a dead thing at all. It would be really scary if it hadn't become a spirit.

"If I tell you that I know part of the origin of that Black Mountain, would you believe it?" Ding Hai was ready to reveal part of the truth.

Zhang Zhiwei was stunned for a moment after hearing Ding Hai's answer. He was not stupid, and he understood what Ding Hai meant.

But you, like me, have never been to Guixu in the past. How do you know the origin of that black mountain?
Could it be that you are also daydreaming?

Zhang Zhiwei had a lot to say, but after his throat surged a few times, he swallowed all his questions back into his stomach.

The matter is urgent and I can't care about so many things at this time.

No matter whether the cat is black or white, as long as it can catch mice, it is a good cat.

"Believe it, why shouldn't I? We have been friends for so many years, if you ask me, I will definitely believe it." Zhang Zhiwei decisively chose to trust.

In his opinion, Ding Hai is never confused when it comes to major events.

"That Black Mountain is a Black Mountain in the 'Underworld' of Guixu that has been cultivating for tens of thousands of years, and its own magic power is extremely strong.

In the Guixu 'Heaven and Earth' where all gods and Buddhas disappeared, he controlled part of the netherworld and had great power in the underworld. He was the king of both monsters and ghosts.

Its only shortcoming is its inability to move, so it has been acting by transforming itself or possessing other objects.

In addition, since the Black Mountain Old Demon was born in the underworld, he is naturally afraid of sunlight and yang energy.

You can regard the Black Mountain Old Demon as a great lord who controls a region in the "Underworld" of Guixu.

After the gods and Buddhas disappeared from the Guixu world, it took the opportunity to occupy the City of the Dead, which was not far from its original body.

After the world within Guixu fell into disorder, it took advantage of its geographical location to recruit countless evil soldiers and ghost generals.

Moreover, it has a large number of monsters and ghosts in the world of the living to support it.”

"The Black Mountain Old Demon? The great prince of the underworld in Guixu world?" Zhang Zhiwei was stunned and his mind was a little confused.

"Impossible, right? Although Guixu is an extremely vast and strange space, it is impossible for it to be a dark world in itself, right?"

"Do you still remember the record about Guixu in Liezi Tangwen?"

"Of course." Zhang Zhiwei nodded.

According to Lie Zi's records, there are five fairy mountains to the east of Bohai Sea: Daiyu, Yuanjiao, Fanghu, Yingzhou and Penglai.

The mountains are 30,000 miles in circumference, and the flattest part is 9,000 miles in circumference. The distances between the mountains are 70,000 miles, and they are neighbors to each other.

The platforms and pavilions on it are all made of gold, stone and jade, the animals and birds on it are all pure white, the trees with pearls and jade grow in clusters, the flowers and fruits all have delicious flavor, and those who eat them will gain immortality.

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In the country of Longbo there was a great man who could reach the place of five mountains in just a few steps. He caught six turtles in a row, and carried them together on his shoulders and returned to his country, where he burned their bones to count the number of their numbers.

As a result, the two mountains, Daiyu and Yuanjiao, flowed to the North Pole and sank into the sea, and the number of immortals and saints who migrated was in the billions.

"You haven't forgotten what the essence of Wuxian Mountain is, have you?"

"Penglai and other immortal mountains are said to be immortal islands, but in fact they are five caves not far from each other. I think any sect with a slightly longer history should have recorded this."

"What if the place where the Daiyu and Yuanjiao mountains sank was Guixu, and they did not sink on their own, but were thrown into Guixu by someone to suppress and kill evil?"

"You mean...?" Zhang Zhiwei sorted out Ding Hai's thoughts and ideas. Guixu was actually an extremely special cave, like a bottomless cave.

Due to its own characteristics, many secrets buried deep in the sea were carried into Guixu by the turbulent ocean currents.

Over the years, the hidden secrets accumulated and caused abnormalities.

As a result, after several eras, Guixu became more and more treacherous and difficult to deal with. The six-day ghosts born from the ancient gods gradually became the mainstream existence in the world of Guixu.

In order to prevent the ancient gods who were dead but not yet stiff from coming back, some ancient gods pushed the Daiyu and Yuanjiao mountains to fall in Guixu.

At the cost of the collapse of the cave, those dead but not stiff creatures were suppressed again, but while suppressing Guixu, the Daiyu and Yuanjiao mountains also became nourishment for some of the surviving Six Heavens ghosts in Guixu.

There are three caves stacked on top of each other, plus the ancient gods and monsters buried in Guixu.

In this case, not to mention the emergence of the underworld in Guixu, it is not impossible for a small Three Realms to evolve.

As for why there are Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the Ten Kings of Hell and other clay sculptures with wooden frames that Buddhism has created in the past few hundred years, there are also Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and the Ten Kings of Hell.

Pu Songlin could even travel to Guixu in his mind and experience the absurd underworld.

Why can't Guixu extract the current situation of the spiritual world from the various wonders it has swallowed?

"Old Ding, am I a little confused? If what you just said is true, doesn't it mean that those six-day ghosts in Guixu have created a world of their own?" Although he trusted Ding Hai very much, Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help but feel doubtful.

“Ancient gods like Dream Mother, who have not yet fully revived, can create illusions that are so realistic that they are indistinguishable from the real thing.

It is not impossible for the ancient gods buried in Guixu to take advantage of the terrain and evolve a small world with rules that are completely suitable for them."

After the battle at Wushen Village, Ding Hai's biggest feeling was that the ancient gods could not be reasoned with.

"If that's the case, even if we destroy a blessed land it will only delay time?" Zhang Zhiwei frowned, his eyes full of worry.

"From the current perspective, it is indeed true." After practicing for so many years, Ding Hai is no longer the newbie who just entered the spiritual world.

When it comes to the secrets of the spiritual world, Ding Hai, who has never been exposed to the highest inheritance of the sect, is indeed inferior to the Old Heavenly Master and Qinghai Zhenren.

But in terms of vision, Ding Hai is no worse than the average Yangshen Zhenjun at this time.

Ding Hai, who has read most of the books in Maoshan Sutra Library, cannot be considered an expert in the spiritual world, but his knowledge is far beyond that of ordinary people.

"Oh no! If Guixu is really transformed by those six-day ghosts into a small world that is completely adapted to them, Master and the others are probably in danger this time."

Zhang Zhiwei, who had initially accepted Ding Hai's judgment, immediately turned around and rushed towards the entrance of Guixu not far behind him.

He wanted to inform Zhang Jingqing and others who had quelled the riot at Xiaguixu yesterday of Ding Hai's judgment.

But before he could rush into Guixu, Ding Hai quickly flashed in front of him and grabbed him: "Don't rush to Guixu, where are my uncle and the others?"

"Yesterday, my great-grandmaster led the elite of the Three Mountains Talisman here. After they joined up with Master and his team, they went down to Guixu."

As a member of the Three Mountains Talisman, Ding Hai immediately figured out the current situation.

The Grand Master mentioned by Zhang Zhiwei should be the 42nd Heavenly Master who formally gave himself the title of Heavenly Master in the early Republic of China, but actually lured Jiajing into Taoism. He is an earthly immortal who has been in the world for more than 700 years.

With this immortal figure in charge, it is no wonder that old Taoist priest Zhang Jingqing and others, who were originally on the defensive, dared to go down to Guixu.

In the past, Mazu, a deity who walked the path of incense and worship, could suppress Guixu for hundreds of years.

Now, with a genuine earth immortal personally coming down, he should be able to safely wade through the muddy water of Guixu.

"Old Zhang, calm down first. Guixu is very treacherous and unpredictable. We have only grasped the basic situation at the moment.

If your great-grandmaster had not come in person to lead the charge, we would have to go to Guixu to warn all the uncles and aunts of the anomalies in Guixu, even if it meant taking enormous risks.

But with your great-grandmaster here, the little information we have at the moment is actually of no importance to them."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Zhiwei looked at Ding Hai with a serious look.

In his opinion, at this time, any advantage one has should be seized and ways should be found to maximize it.

Ding Hai was not angry about Zhang Zhiwei's questioning: "Although the six ancient ghosts in Guixu are powerful, they also have their own rules and order.

The most important thing for us right now is to find the underlying logic of that world, figure out how big the gap is between the principles and theories of that world and those of the present world, and try to find a balance between the two.

Only in this way can we cultivators exert our strongest power in the Guixu Small World."

"How can this be easy?" Zhang Zhiwei smiled bitterly and shook his head.

It’s not that Zhang Zhiwei is belittling himself, but the power of those ancient gods is far beyond people’s imagination.

If one wants to analyze the underlying logic of the small world evolved from the joint efforts of many six-day ghosts, even the wise Zhuge Wuhou would be scratching his head.

Although his proposal was half-rejected by Zhang Zhiwei, Ding Hai's eyes flashed with determination: "It is indeed not easy to do this, but it is not impossible.

Do you remember the discussion after the Wushen Village Conference? At that time, the four of us achieved so many results despite our own reservations.

As long as we work together and put our efforts into one direction this time, I don’t believe we can lose to a bunch of old antiques that have been dead for tens of thousands of years.”

When he knew that things were not going well this time and that the blessed land being sacrificed was the Maoshan blessed land, Ding Hai seriously considered whether or not to intervene in the Guixu matter.

If he really intervenes, at what level and in what way should he participate in this matter?

People are all made of flesh and blood, and Ding Kai can't be so emotionless at the moment.

After careful consideration, Ding Hai chose to participate in it to a limited extent.

What does limited participation mean?

In Ding Hai's opinion, as long as it does not endanger his own life, there is a limit.

Once your life is in danger, you have to be timid.

After deciding to participate in this matter to a limited extent, Ding Hai made up his mind to drag Zuo Rutong and Wu Gensheng into the water.

Although these two people don't know much about Guixu due to their family background, they are both among the smartest people in the world.

His wisdom may not be comparable to that of Zhuge Wuhou and Zhang Laita, who are once in a thousand years, but it is not inferior to himself who has cheated several times.

As long as the intervention method is appropriate, it may be difficult to sort out the principles and theories of a small world, but it is definitely not too difficult to find the differences between a small world and the real world.

Looking at the confident Ding Hai, Zhang Zhiwei began to be tempted. He also knew that the information that Ding Hai had just sorted out was actually not very useful when his own great master was in charge.

“You want to find Zuo Rutong and Feng Yao. Zuo Rutong is fine, as he has the strength of the Yang God Realm.

When we separated, Feng Yao's strength was at most three souls and Yin Gods. Isn't it too difficult for him to come here?"

"Don't underestimate him." Ding Hai did not finish his words. He believed that this man who initially took the blame but led Quan Xingzhen to a brief period of glory would never let him down.

Seeing that Ding Hai insisted, Zhang Zhiwei, who was excluded from the Xia Guixu team by his master, decided to try Ding Hai's method.

(End of this chapter)