Leaving the range visible to the Buddha's naked eyes, Qin Di used the magical power of the Yin-Yang Creation Book, converting all the yang energy on his body into Yin-Yuqi, turning it into a lively ghost cultivator, and then quickly flew forward.

He has been to the underworld twice and has been practicing hard at the foot of Liangfu Mountain for a hundred years. He is quite familiar with the situation here.

Therefore, he came to Liang's father's residence again and settled temporarily here.

He hasn't been here for a long time. When he came last time, his senior sister Liang Yuqing was still there, while he himself was still in the ninth level of Taoism. Now he is at the third level of Lingxian. Before he knew it, four thousand years have passed!

Four thousand years are like a dream, which made him sigh again: "Oh, time is not forgiving people! Even if he embarked on the path of immortality and his life span has been extended again and again, the past years will never go back."

Liangfuju is a big house. Although four thousand years have passed, it still has not collapsed. Perhaps it will never collapse, which is unknown.

Qin Di released dozens of big ghosts and cleaned the inside and outside the house.

Afterwards, he sent ten ghost immortals, each carrying some immortal stones to the city to buy the Heavenly Soul Stone.

Four thousand years have passed, and although there are still very few new Tianhun Stones in the city, after careful search, I finally found seven or eight pieces. If I cut them carefully, at least twenty sets of Tianhun Glasses can be prepared.

Not far from the city, there is the mountain of Liangfu that is not high and cannot be seen.

Qin Di stood halfway up the mountain and released all the five hundred ghost immortals and 24,000 ghost kings he had collected in Zhuolu, so that they could search for the Heavenly Soul Stone on Liangfu Mountain!

"Look carefully for me! Dig three feet into the ground! Even if you dig Liangfu Mountain, you will be willing to do anything!"

Liangfu Mountain has its origin, and it is impossible for him to easily dig it down. Just look up at the top of Liangfu Mountain and the rotating formation, and you will know that there is a strange hidden in it.

Qin Di didn't know where it led, nor did he know who set up such an eight-level immortal formation. He was just a small spiritual immortal, and he might have to become a high-level celestial immortal, or even an ancestral immortal or a golden immortal, so that he could get in touch with these things.

After a month of hard work, tens of thousands of ghost kings and ghost immortals worked together, and a total of more than fifty high-quality heavenly soul stones were found, and more than two hundred not pure heavenly soul stones with spots.

This spotted Heavenly Soul Stone can also be considered as a Heavenly Soul Mirror, but if you use it to observe the Heavenly Way, various defects may arise.

Even so, that's better than nothing!

For example, a monk like Bai Yujing, who has been sitting by the edge of the salt lake and realized the truth for three hundred years, has not realized the way of heaven. If he has such a spotted Heavenly Soul Mirror, he can at least see the way of heaven! Although it is not a complete way of heaven, even if he only sees a small part, it is like a blind man touching an elephant, touching the legs and nose of an elephant, although it is only a small part, he can still see the leopard and guess the rest!

Therefore, when Qin Di got such a Tianhun Stone, he did not give up, but carefully put it away.

A month later, he took in many big ghosts. Because there were so many ghost immortals and the ghost king gathered on the mountain, the noise was too loud. Maybe there would be a celestial immortal coming to check it out and could arrive here at any time.

Therefore, Qin Di did not dare to stay in the local area, so he left Liangfu Mountain and flew along the Forget River at the foot of the mountain toward the source of the river.

The water in the Wangchuan River is blood-red, and there are many streams along the way, gathering blood and gathering in the Wangchuan River.

While flying, Qin Di carefully checked to tell which one was the main trunk of the Wangchuan River. The higher the terrain, the higher the terrain, it seemed to have reached the plateau.

The plateau here is not as deserted as the plateau on earth, but is home to many ghosts and many cities.

Gradually, Qin Di saw the temple, and he could see a temple almost every thousand miles.

He tried to get close to the temple and found that there were only two or three monks in each temple. These monks were on shifts and people preached almost every moment. There were countless ghosts gathering around the temple, listening while repenting.

"I Buddha forgive me, I made another mistake a few days ago!"

"I, Buddha, are merciful and save me from suffering."

"When will the great compassionate Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva betrayed evil in his previous life? I wonder when will he atone for his sins?"

These people knelt on the edge of the temple, and some people knelt on the temple hall, while kowtowing and muttering words.

There was a black air above their heads, like a faint wisp of black smoke, which gradually rose, and then turned from the air and was gathered in the tall lotus throne under the Buddha statue.

At the same time, black oil appeared to be generated in the lotus throne, and along a thin tube, it flowed to the feet of the Buddha statue. There were three lamps, one emitted green light, one emitted red light, and one had dim colors.

It is precisely because of these three lamps that the temple is energetic, unlike elsewhere in the underworld, where it is dark and cold everywhere.

Seeing these lamps, Qin Di's heart suddenly moved. He remembered the Buddha fire he had. Since the continuous fire sacrifice advanced to the sixth level of immortal fire, he could no longer move forward!

He thought: "Can I use this kind of light to advance to the Buddha fire? Since there are temples nearby, are there any relics? I heard that relics can cultivate Buddha fire, so I should look around to see if there will be any gains."

He continued to fly forward and found that the higher the terrain, the higher the terrain, the greater the density of the temple. Gradually, there was a temple every hundred miles away. Moreover, there were more ghosts gathered on the edge of the temple, and I didn't know where these ghosts came from.

Qin Di couldn't help but think: "Does Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva settled near this place? But isn't his palace in Fengdu City?"

He used his skills to listen to information within thousands of miles of his surroundings.

Gradually, he heard something useful.

"This Buddha-burying plateau is a miracle in the underworld! Within this 50,000 miles, it is said that 38,000 pagodas have gathered. These monks can advance to Arhats after preaching the Dharma in the temple for ten thousand years, and become Bodhisattvas after preaching the Dharma for ten thousand years, and become Buddhas after one million years."

"After the monk's death, his body turned into a relics, a little spirituality, carrying a trace of Buddha's fire, transcends and ascends to the Pure Land."

"Master, how could these monks die? Why didn't they go out of the underworld? Why did they abandon their bodies?"

"The first three lamps of Buddha represent Buddha, Dharma, and Sangha. A monk must pass away once before he can merge the three lamps to form a Buddha fire. With the Buddha fire, he can never be born or destroyed, neither dirty nor clean, neither increase nor decrease, without suffering, accumulation, extinction, and no hindrance..."

"Master, where are the pagodas? Why didn't I see any of them?"

"Walk to the highest place, where there are Nine-eyed Divine Springs, which gather into the sea, and the pagodas are arranged by the sea!"
Chapter completed!