Otherworldly Merchant

I looked at this statue in front of me, or a strange or familiar bluestone statue, and my doubts grew deeper and deeper, walking up the long steps, straight to the top.

Towards the top, you can see a large, leafy acacia tree with branches covering the entire upper space like an umbrella.

The Buddhist family regarded the Bodhi tree as a treasure. It was said that the Buddha understood Buddhism under the Bodhi tree. The Taoist prided himself on pine boulder, saying that it was the old man who broke his belly under the ancient pine, while the nine ghosts and the other ghosts regarded the acacia tree as a precious object.

At first glance at this great acacia tree, I shouted and remembered: of the many stone carvings, several familiar figures are related to the Nine Pyloric Gates!

Grey pigeons are the legend of the Yin Dynasty, Jiang Da Fish, Jiang Xiao Fish brothers are the Yin Dynasty, the ghost gossip horse half fairy is the Yin Dynasty Gate.

Is it...

Are all the stone sculptures of the Nine Phantoms?

What the hell is going on?

In the Fantasy Land of the Feng Dynasty, alone condensed out this cloud, and was set as an extinct realm. But how can this place look like a Nine Haunted Places!

I stepped on the bluestone, took a few more steps, and finally climbed to the top.

Until then, the full picture on the high stage appeared in full sight.

Surrounded by a circle of turquoise stones, it was smooth as a mirror and overstretched, leaving only a gap in the long steps I stepped into, seemingly like an ancient Roman martial arts.

A very thick acacia tree is growing in the center, with umbrella leaves covering the entire top.

There is a blue stone square table under the acacia tree with a person sitting at the table.

When I saw this man, I had to stand still!

His contours are like six or seven images of me! Just full of wrinkles and white hair.

It's like decades from now!

No wonder Li Xiaomeng said that the person hiding behind He Da Feng's brothers was very similar to me.

Is this the man in front of you, the one behind this terrible conspiracy?

So who the hell is he? And with what purpose.

“Who the hell are you?” I asked categorically.

The man looked at me and smiled. “Who am I? Do you know who you are? ”

This instantly asked me some questions.

What do you mean, who am I?

Am I Zhang Jiulin? But from this guy's tone, it doesn't seem that simple.

I had no time to think about it, and I said, "You're the master of this amazing conspiracy, right? ”

“Conspiracy?” The man laughed, “What's a conspiracy? It's a conspiracy to take back what's mine? ”

“Own stuff?” Not only am I stunned and angry, "said I.“ Is this world yours? Are the lives of thousands of people yours, too? Is it not a conspiracy and a conspiracy that you are trying to start the Great Devil's Heavenly Nine and turn back to the Spiritual Array to learn the art of ghosts for yourself? That's good! You are so deep that you can breathe in the Immortal Realm, but you really think you are the master of all things? There is justice in this world, and you are not allowed to make a fuss. ”

“Hahahahahahaha...” The man laughed. "I can't help but think of myself when I was younger when I heard you say something about all the spirits. Unfortunately, you don't understand, there is no justice in this world! ”

Without waiting for me to answer, he stared at me and said, "Don't you want to know who I am? I wouldn't mind telling you. I wasn't trying to hide it from you. My name is Zhang Mei. ”

“Zhang Mei?” I missed it. The name seems familiar. I think I've heard it somewhere...

“Ah! Are you a second-generation ghost?” For a moment, I remembered, Jiang Dayi told me about the history of the Nine Phantoms.

There are four kindred disciples under the Phantom Gate, the big disciple is called Mei.

But Jiang Dayi said that the Phantom's name was Zhang, and I didn't expect that the second generation of Phantom's son was also a descendant of Zhang.

“Nice!” the man nodded. “Looks like you know something about the history of the Nine Ghosts. I am Nine Phantoms Second Generation Advocate Mei. Ghost is both my master and my father. And the other disciples, they were my own brothers, because the Phantom to Bao Jiu Sheng Tower, only Zhang blood can control it. ”

A second-generation ghost!

This man is a second-generation ghost!

Zhang Mei pointed out to the back four times: “What did you just say this was? Seal the Immortal Realm? Neither right nor wrong. ”

“During the Shang Zhou war, the two factions were mutually injured, so there were numerous superior ranks killed. Those who are dead can practise to this extent, but the post-mortem spirits remain incredibly powerful. Then the ginger tooth casting platform sealed off, divided all the dead souls into two parts, one here and the other in the great diffraction hole. ”

“Of course, it wasn't called the Great Deep Hole at the time, but it had another name, called the Temple of Providence. ”

“Sanctuary, Sanctuary, do you see that name? These dead spirits are sacrificed like gods. In fact, that's what Kang Ziteeth said at the time, consulting with his father's ghost son to provide for one place at a time. Just to prevent each side from weaving itself through the dead, each side is feeding the other's camp's shady spirits. ”

“The temple is built by the gates represented by the ginger teeth, which feed the ghost of the pylorus. The Nine Pyloric Gates were cast to support the souls of the Doors. That would have been fair, wouldn't it? But...” Zhang Meizhu's face was so heavy, he shouted outrageously: “But is that true? You've been to the Grand Jettison, too. What's going on there? Cast stone repression, humiliation like hell on the 18th floor! Is this what Dormen call sustenance, or respect? ”

“But where's the pylorus? Constructing the Great Array of Conservation Divinity with all your heart, you can also see this scene, why is it so magnificent! In order to build this realm, the heart and soul of the Phantom disciples were exhausted, even the father and son were repaired to great damage. Finally, in the defense of the National Front of Law, all efforts were exhausted, and the soul was scattered. ”

“As soon as the Taoist disciple saw the ghost dead, he took the opportunity to provoke the pyloric civil unrest. Now, where is my Phantom Brother? The cultivation platform was taken over by Buddhist Path, and the inner inner Yin spirits were offered for generations. But where's my ghost? Still repressed by Eternal Life! There is no justice in being described as a demon of chaos. ”

Zhang Mei said here, a long sigh of exasperation and a slight reduction of anger, then said: “From the master's point of view, you have taken the garment pot, and you have nine ghosts and three treasures. That is me, the Nine Phantoms, and even the contemporary master of the door. So I brought you here to help you do a great thing, but it's not a conspiracy. But as you said, the world has its own justice! ”