Ming Dynasty Emperor System

One drink and one peck, is it a pre-determination.

This Buddhist verse is often remembered by Patriarch Bodhi.

Once the cause is planted, it will naturally blossom and bear fruit.

If there is a cause, there must be an effect. Although things in the world are chaotic, there is no escape from the word reincarnation.

What is the significance of the existence of the Self Dojo?

What kind of form are these phantoms made of?

Ancestor Bodhi was deep in thought, looking at the frightened and helpless senior officials of the underworld below, with some different thoughts in his mind.

Among these people, in the real world, there is life and death.

For example, the real body of the king of hell in the ten palaces of the underworld has already suffered seven deaths and injuries due to the sudden change in the underworld.

There are only three kings of hell left: King Guang of Qin, King Chujiang, and Emperor Song.

Empress Houtu escaped because she participated in the battle of Bibotan in the human world.

And Ying Gou, the ferryman of the Underworld Sea, has escaped from the underworld since the ancient war and is nowhere to be found.

Therefore, there are nine phantoms of the self that conflict with the real world that exist here.

Empress Houtu, Yinggou, and seven other kings of hell except King Guang of Qin, King Chujiang, and Emperor Song.

What Patriarch Bodhi is thinking about is whether he can take these nine people out of the Self Dojo.

After these people leave the place of origin, will the energy transformed into structures be destroyed?Or should we remain unaffected and exit safely?

He doesn't know the rules of the Dojo.

But then I thought about it, if I could really take this group of people to the real timeline, maybe some established rules would really be changed.

When the real body and the illusory body meet, and the order of time and space conflicts, what wonderful reactions will all this produce?

very funny.

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Patriarch Bodhi's mouth.

He floated down and landed in front of these high-level officials in the underworld.

The leader of the phantom body, Empress Tu, trembled and took a step back unconsciously.

The terrifying pressure of the semi-saint level came as expected and swept the entire place.

This shocking aura far exceeded the sense of oppression given to everyone by Yang Jian and Master Wu Chao.

Everyone felt their mouths were dry, their bodies couldn't lift their strength, and their legs seemed to be rooted to the ground, unable to move.

Ancestor Bodhi glanced around and saw that among these phantom bodies, only Ying Gou's reaction was the dullest.

He showed no fear at all. Instead, he looked unhappy, as if he was worried about something.

Judging from the looming ghostly posture, his mood at the moment is very unstable.

But the freshness he brought to Patriarch Bodhi was limited to this.

The latter's eyes scanned everyone's face, and finally showed a satisfied look.

"If it weren't for that vague aura of heaven, I might not even be able to detect the difference between you and the original body."

Patriarch Bodhi said calmly, his gaze focused on Empress Houtu.

She has the same form and appearance as her real body, almost the same level of strength, and a very similar soul breath.

The most important thing is her eyes.

The pair of eyes filled with the Yin Qi of the underworld flickered with colors that frightened even Ancestor Bodhi.

That is the Death Eye of the Hell Realm that belongs exclusively to the Lord of the Underworld.

Pierce the past and penetrate the future.

Patriarch Bodhi released his spiritual consciousness to investigate, and after a moment, he sighed with regret.

It turns out that this illusory body's Hell Realm Death Eye is only superficial and has no effect at all.

The self-shaping ability of the dojo is still limited, and in some extremely special aspects, it is still impossible to fully fulfill the wish.

Previously, Yang Jian and Master Wuchao briefly talked about their experiences in the id dojo.

One of the points mentioned is that the Self Dojo cannot build anything that is too powerful, or a person who is bound to the tester.

Therefore, when Yang Jian broke through the first eight levels, he never saw Zhu Houzhao, Master Wuchao, Yuanshi Tianzun and others.

This shows that the power of heaven that constructs these illusionary bodies or things has great limitations to a certain extent.

Patriarch Bodhi knew this very well, but he still couldn't help but have a sneaky idea in his heart.

Let the phantom body return to the real world and devour the original body!

Not to mention whether it can be replaced, this idea alone seems fanciful.

But this does not stop Patriarch Bodhi from turning this nonsense into reality.

"I'm going to take you somewhere interesting."

As he said this, he raised his hand and pulled Houtu Empress in front of him through the air, and directly imprisoned all her abilities with his powerful divine power.

The ten kings of hell behind him didn't even see clearly, and their leader had been forcibly subdued.

Empress Houtu wanted to struggle, but she couldn't muster any strength. She opened her mouth to beg for mercy, but to no avail.

Ancestor Bodhi twirled her silver hair, feeling the pure Yin Qi, and said with emotion:

"It's really exactly like her. It's such a magical way of creation."

Everyone looked at each other in confusion. As the original body, how could they understand the true meaning of his words.

He wanted to resist, but was powerless, so he could only watch as Houtu Empress's eyes gradually became dim, and finally turned into despair.

Is this strange Taoist going on a killing spree?

The kings of hell have their own thoughts.

At this tense moment, Yinggou suddenly spoke:

"Where are you taking us? Outside the three realms? Our three realms have destroyed two realms. It is indeed a bit boring. Leaving you is a good decision."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, but Patriarch Bodhi's eyes lit up.

He threw Empress Houtu into the portable space, then moved lightly and arrived in front of Yinggou in the blink of an eye.

"Aren't you afraid?"

"Why be afraid?"

"You should be afraid."

"Heh, I'm just curious."

"Curious what?"

"I'm curious, what is the purpose of you people from outside the world coming to our world? Is it just to destroy? Then why don't you also destroy this hell now?"

Patriarch Bodhi did not respond to this question. Instead, he stared at Ying Gou with a smile on his face, a hint of gloom in his eyes.

The latter looked at him, but his expression was as usual.

"In your eyes, do we turn out to be people from outside the world...Interesting."

The ten kings of hell at the back only dared to listen and did not dare to speak out.

While the two were talking, King Yama quietly took out the Yuluo Xiaotai, hoping to use the magic weapon to escape.

"Puff——" A line of blood suddenly shot out from behind.

The conversation also ended abruptly before this.

Everyone looked intently and saw King Yama falling down.

The bodies of the remaining nine kings of hell trembled, and they saw that in the center of his eyebrows, there was a hole shining with three colors of light.

Patriarch Bodhi retracted his hand at the right time and said calmly:

"Don't panic, it's just a small incident. I hope it won't affect our mood."

Yinggou looked back and saw that the Yuluo Xiaotai, which had lost its luster, was held tightly in the hands of the dead King Yama.

Everything goes without saying.

After the treasure symbolizing Yuanshi Tianzun was revealed, just like the scene that happened in the underworld war in reality, everyone understood the identity of King Yama.

"A good death! A despicable craftsman! A lackey who can kill a thousand swords!"

No one would regret the death of King Yama, but these phantoms were shouting and cursing.

They were angry at first, and then showed the joy of getting revenge.

Unconsciously, at this moment, his head is still under the guillotine in the hands of Patriarch Bodhi...