Night Parade of One Hundred Demons

The spring sun and the setting sun are warm,

Night dew in the wind.

Ink woven with the clouds sigh,

Lonely shadow against the cold moon.

No lights, no fire, no words.

A ghost, a village, a pair of people...

Su Mo said, "Here to stand no more people," when there is just a wind blowing, Gu Yu knot Dan later repair but actually feel a little cold.

Gu Yu slowly took a few steps back, giving up the empty space between himself and Su Ink.

Su Mo looked at the sky, the Confucian robe like ink swayed with the wind, and it seemed that thousands of dead souls could see the deep expectations of Su Mo.

Su Mo seemed to see thousands of eyes looking at him, expecting and supporting all his decisions.

"A Taoist elder once said..."

"A scholar can not be unambitious, and there is a long way to go." Benevolence is its own duty, is not it also heavy? Is it not long after death?"

"Senior Sister." Su Mo looked back at Gu Yu, slowly said, "In fact, I have two ways!"

Gu Yu stagnated, shaking his head slightly... This is impossible!

No one has two paths!

Su Mo did not explain, but slowly recalled:

"Sister, I remember you once told me that cultivating the way is actually cultivating the mind!"

Gu Yu nodded, she did say so to Su ink, is the first time to see Su ink.

"This is what I have always done. I follow the heart of Confucianism and Taoism. Confucianism and Taoism are in my heart." Su Mo said slowly.

"But I found that it is much more difficult for Confucian and Taoist monks than for ordinary people!"

"The heart of Confucianism and Taoism is: benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, faith, forgiveness, loyalty, filial piety, fraternization..."

"Benevolence is the first, Confucianism and pedantry, and this world is not allowed!"

"All I mean is rage!"

"So... After I had just detected a trace of the force of cause and effect, I suddenly understood the effect of my second way!"

"When Confucianism and Taoism are not as I wish..."

"Ghost Path is also Confucian path!"

"I can use my second channel to... Salute with soldiers!"

Su Mo stood in the wind, thin and mighty, back to Gu Yu slowly opened: "Sister, want to see my second way?"

Gu Yu listen to Su ink words, breathing suddenly a stagnation... Does little brother really have a second way?

Without waiting for Gu Yu to speak, Su Mo gently opened her mouth to the void:

"The book... Life and death, now!"

Oomph!

There was a flutter of spirit in the void, and the void gave a low roar.

The force of a few strange rules is established out of thin air, and a dark and simple book slowly transforms behind Su Mo.

The book has a black cover, black paper, and a dark red seal that sparkles slightly.

The fine smoke of the green ink permeates the book, revealing a strange and distant atmosphere, like the dark.

The book was sealed in three large letters:

Book of life and death!

Gu Yu dumbfounded... Is this the spiritual object of the life formed by the combination of the two paths of the little master brother?

Why does it look so weird?

Is the second path of the little brother the "ghost path" as he himself said?

Gu Yu looked at the front of the Su ink, it seems to find the moment of the Su ink temperament suddenly some changes, I do not know whether it is the reason of black clothes.

Everyday Su Mo, gentle and peaceful, like a modest gentleman, covered with ink incense.

At this moment, Su Mo is still gentle and peaceful, but no longer like a modest gentleman, but more like a strange ink from another world.

Still scholarly, but like ghosts!

"I don't know if there is night in the realm of God!" Su Mo murmured softly.

Looking at the empty village, Su Mo hands slightly outstretched, life and death book a blue ink fine smoke with the flow into Su Mo hands, Su Mo gently wave.

The incense spread and spread all over the village.

The dark wind swept past, and a certain ancient well in the village suddenly rolled up a dark black fog, which climbed up the edge of the well and spread slowly along the road in the village.

Dense fog spread all over the ground around Su Mo, and then slowly condensed into an illusory figure.

This shadow is the same as that woman's spirit before!

"This is... A hundred resentful spirits!" Gu Yu looked at the scene in front of her, dumbfounded.

Gu Yu turned to look at Su ink, cant believe this is Su ink to write.

The eyes of the hundreds of complaining spirits are glazed, and they seem to have no consciousness, but they exist in the world at a loss.

The book of the People...

"... Chain of cause and effect!" Su Mo reached out a hand to the hundreds of grudges gently grasp something, the life and death book behind a flash, the void seems to have a clear rules to establish.

Ba-boom!

There suddenly seemed to be a certain color in the eyes of the hundreds of resentful spirits, and there seemed to be a subtle blue ink word "fruit" in their eyes.

All turned their heads to look at the tunnel in the village, and then walked step by step toward the divine realm in the tunnel.

That way to the spirit of God, the mouth of a uniform murmur:

"No life, no death, constant cause and effect, not into reincarnation...."

"Neither life nor death..."

"... Constant cause and effect, not reincarnation!"

"If you wish, you will not return it until you release it!" Su Mo eyes flash, life and death behind the book disappeared, a blood from the mouth overflow.

Gu Yu immediately came forward to hold Su Mo!

Su Mo just pry a trace of causal force, this initial understanding of the causal force will be used to the extreme.

With these hundreds of spirits, go and find their own fruit!

Just this kind of power of heaven and earth is not Su Mo can control, just try to use it, but make his spirit sea almost exhausted, Dao Fa back bite and trauma.

That silk causal force exhausted, Su Mo seems to have the color of pain.

"Sister, let's go to the divine domain!" Su Mo smiled.

'Don't laugh! Gu Yu gently rebuked.

The smile on Su Mo's face was suddenly muffled.

Sure enough to hide the sad smile... It's so fake!

...

Somewhere in the realm of the gods, a line of monks with swords were constantly looking for opportunities in the realm of the gods.

The original team of more than a dozen people, now only eight people, must be in the field of God lost most.

Of the remaining eight, there are also injuries.

But the old sword repairman did not care at all, but his face was proud and very excited:

"If we give this broken sword to the Holy Father at this time, we will be able to make our family dependent on the Holy Father and subordinate to the Holy Father!" Won't we be in charge of Qingzhou by then?"

Several young monks behind the elder Jianxiu were also very excited, and one young monk said: "Or the master had the foresight to find the relics of the Holy Father with the Yusheng dish."

"If the master had not found a few scattered monks and forced them to explore the way in that ghost place, we would not have been able to bring out this broken sword."

"Although we also died a few brothers, but still worth it!"

"Hum! Sword repair old man sneer: "Into the big things are not small, for our family plan, to kill a few Sanxiu and die a few people what?"

"What Master said is absolutely true!" Several young men complimented.

The sword practitioner flew with the flying imperial sword and slowly opened his mouth: "The Holy Father and the Holy Woman this time also entered the divine domain, we only need to find the holy woman line at this moment, give this thing to the Holy Pope, and achieve the purpose!"

"But... We don't know where the Holy Women are!" A young sword monk hesitated and spoke.

The old man clenched his teeth and looked decisively:

"Go deeper! The Holy Party must have gone for the occasion on the altar in the depths of God's realm!"