Chapter four hundred and eighty second: Bull head and horse face
Gongsun Xuan was pulled by Hei and White Impermanence and walked slowly forward. When the road of darkness reached its end, there was a dark world in the distance. He entered a yellow world.
He saw a bridge in the distance. Next to the bridge, there were many souls in a long line. On the bridge, there was a woman who handed a spoonful of water to everyone who crossed the bridge.
Not long after, Gongsun Xuan came to the bridge. Under the bridge was a yellow river, and the water inside emitted an extremely pure and yin aura.
Gongsun Xuan saw a stone tablet on the bridge, and wrote three ancient characters "Naihe Bridge".
"Naihe Bridge? Then this is Meng Jiangnu. If I suffer, I won't let me drink this Meng Jiang Tang too." He remembered that in those ghost stories, every dead person would have to forget everything in this life with Meng Jiang Tang before crossing the Naihe Bridge. After crossing the Naihe Bridge, the King of Hell will be exiled. The good will be reincarnated and the evil will be sent to hell for punishment.
He searched and found that there was no Yang Sen figure. He was shocked, afraid that Yang Sen had already drunk Meng Jiang Soup. If this were the case, he would have forgotten everything in this life. Even if he found him, he would not remember who he was.
Then the matter of his coming here to save people is in vain.
The iron chain on his neck was suddenly taken off, and he felt his strength recovering.
He suddenly rushed forward, crossed Meng Jiangnu, trying to break through Naihe Bridge.
"Dare you," Hei Bai Wuchang shouted loudly, threw out the iron chain in his hand, and wrapped it at Gongsun Xuan with a sound of breaking through the air.
Gongsun Xuan is short, but he is extremely flexible. Although he has just condensed his soul for a while and does not know much about the use of his soul, as a warrior, he naturally relies on the power of a warrior to fight.
As soon as he moved his body, several afterimages appeared in the air. Gongsun Xuan avoided the attack of the iron chain, and his toes were on the Naihe Bridge and came to the center of the bridge.
The Naihe Bridge is not long, only three or four meters long, but there is an extremely strong suction force on the bridge, which can absorb the soul. Gongsun Xuan also used all his strength before jumping to the center of the bridge.
Swish, the black and white impermanent body moved, soaring up and blocking Gongsun Xuan.
The two looked at Gongsun Xuan strangely, but the more they looked, the more they became more and more shocked. As black and white impermanence, they had a deep understanding of ghosts. Gongsun Xuan looked like a baby who had just died. His soul was usually very weak, but they saw that Gongsun Xuan's soul was so solid and had a very heavy yin energy. It seemed like the soul of a cultivator, but it was different from the soul.
"Is this the Nascent Soul?" Hei Wuchang asked.
Bai Wuchang shook his head and indicated that it was not. The monk's Nascent Soul dared not come to this underworld world. The yin energy here is extremely heavy, and the underworld energy is very harmful to the monk's Nascent Soul.
"Then he must be a ghost." Hei Wuchang said to himself. The feeling that Gongsun Xuan gave them was very strange. If it were a ghost, he would not have any hostility. But if it was a ghost, how did he get it?
"Capture him and send him to the Hall of Yama, and there will naturally be the King of Yama to judge." Bai Wuchang stared at Gongsun Xuan coldly, and a long stick in his hand twitched into the air. A powerful force shook the space and twitched towards Gongsun Xuan. If he was hit, Gongsun Xuan's soul would be severely damaged.
Gongsun Xuan retreated quickly, and he stared at Heibai Wuchang tightly. He is now a soul body, and his strength is very weak. He is not a match for Heibai Wuchang at all. If they are caught, they will probably fall miserably.
His eyes turned, and he saw the Huangquan River under his feet. He smiled, jumped, jumped into the Huangquan River, and disappeared in an instant.
Hei and Bai Wuchang looked at each other, and his eyes were filled with shock. They did not expect Gongsun Xuan to choose this.
The Yellow Spring River looks very calm, but the extremely yin energy in the river is extremely strong, which is also extremely harmful to those ghosts. Even the Yin Gods, they dare not contaminate too much of the Yellow Spring Water.
In their opinion, Gongsun Xuan was purely seeking death. The two no longer pursued Gongsun Xuan's whereabouts and let him disappear like this.
After Gongsun Xuan jumped into the Yellow Spring River, he suddenly felt an extremely cold and yin aura pouring into his soul. This cold and yin power seemed to have great harm to the soul. He even felt that his thoughts were about to dissipate.
But he quickly restrained the yin and cold aura. He used the method of soul condensing and sucked all the yin and cold aura in the Huangquan River into his soul. His soul instantly became extremely stiff, like a sculpture, slowly sank into the bottom of the Huangquan River.
However, his soul is slowly growing. This is an opportunity for him.
The fifth level of the gods and demons body condenses the soul, gathers the yin and condenses the soul. At first, he didn't know what this meant, but at this moment, his mind suddenly became empty and he re-understood the fifth level of martial arts.
His soul had already dissipated, and it was condensed by him with his own mind. It was a false soul, but he reappeared himself in his mind, without soul particles. After he absorbed the star energy and moonlight essence, his soul had a slight transformation and turned into a real soul. Although it was as big as a baby, it was very weak.
At this moment, there was an extremely strong cold and yin aura here, which could enhance his soul again. How could he lose this opportunity?
The Huangquan River does not look very wide, but the river water is extremely deep, and there is a huge difference between the upper and lower parts.
At the bottom of the Huangquan River, it is extremely vast, and I don’t know how vast it is. Here, it also brings together the most yin energy from heaven and earth.
Gongsun Xuan's soul emitted a soft light, constantly absorbing the most yin energy at the bottom of the river, and his soul grew slowly.
Time passed slowly, and I don’t know how long it had passed. It seemed like a year or two years. His soul was now as tall as his. His appearance was as good as his.
What is surprising is that his soul seems to have a fleshy feeling and looks like a real person.
On this day, he suddenly opened his eyes and drank a few mouthfuls of water from the mouth.
He glanced at the bottom of the Yellow Spring River and found that it was vast and boundless, but it had no breath of life. Even the river water was yellow, which obstructed his vision.
He swam up from the bottom of the river, climbed to the shore, and looked at the world.
This world is extremely dark, as if it is in a misty world, but the yin energy is extremely thick.
For him now, this is a holy land that can keep him becoming stronger.
Although his soul was successfully condensed, as big as a normal person, this was just the first step.
Condensing the soul does not just condense the soul. If you want the soul to be strong, you must constantly temper the soul.
This fifth level of soul condensation, like the fourth level of bone shaping, also has to go through nine soul condensation times. Each soul condensation requires a soul dispersion, and one must disperse one soul, and condense the dispersed soul again under the last trace of thought. Each soul condensation can make his soul stronger. After nine soul condensation, his soul is like a real person with flesh and blood. Even if his body is dead, he can still survive through his soul.
This is the power of the gods and demons.
His soul had just condensed for the first time, and it looked no different from a living person, like flesh and blood, but the cold and cold energy on his body was too heavy, and he could feel it from afar. What's more, he wouldn't rely on his soul to fight now.
His eyes froze, and he saw many white-clothed ghosts floating in the air not far away.
"Woooo..." A gloomy voice suddenly pierced the sky, and the ghosts were screaming. Soon, countless powerful auras came from afar.
These auras were just emitted by those powerful Yin gods. Before they arrived, their original bodies were only transmitted, and Gongsun Xuan was soon discovered.
"Huh. Who is this person? Why is the ghost aura on him so strong? Could it be that the newly-generated evil spirit?" Someone made a puzzled voice.
Swish, a stigma-shaped ghost suddenly appeared in the sky. He held a big steel fork in his hand and pointed at Gongsun Xuan and shouted: "That soul, be obedient, don't let your grandpa Niu capture you."
The bullhead's Yin Shen was drunk and filled with pus, and the smell of alcohol was standing there shaking.
"Eh. Niu Tou, what do you want to do with him? Just capture it and throw it to the eighteenth level of hell." Another figure fell from the sky, but it was a horse's face. He had a gloomy big knife hanging around his waist, burping.
"Yes. I'm not talking nonsense to you, just capture you." Niu Tou felt a little clear-headed after hearing Ma Mian's suggestion.
He raised the steel fork and swung it towards Gongsun Xuan.
A gust of wind swept over, and the steel fork arrived in front of Gongsun Xuan in the blink of an eye. The bright fork stabbed Gongsun Xuan's head.
Gongsun Xuan fell back his upper body and quickly dodged the attack. His feet kicked on the ground, jumped back, and ran away a few times. He was ready to escape from the battle with the cow head and horse face.
His strength is still too weak now, and this is the underworld and underworld. He can only suffer a loss when fighting with the Yin God here.
"Hey, where can I escape?" Ma Mi shouted loudly, and chased after Gongsun Xuan in a flash. He held the big knife and slashed Gongsun Xuan's head with one knife.
Puff, Gongsun Xuan's head suddenly soared into the sky and separated from his body.
The bullhead also rushed over, and a steel fork shattered Gongsun Xuan's soul into pieces. Suddenly, Gongsun Xuan's soul turned into countless soul particles and floated in the air.
Horse face swayed her sleeves and penetrated all these soul particles into the Yellow Spring River. The two of them drank with each other again.
Chapter completed!