Hou Ting felt that he had become a very strange thing, between the physical body and the soul body. It was as if the whole body had been diluted and became soft, but it did not have the complete spiritual consciousness like the soul body.
degree.
It's more like a mollusk, and its whole body is a bit uncontrollable. Once a human loses the support of its skeleton, you can imagine what it will look like. If you grin casually, your mouth will be ready to swallow your own head.
The body has come in, but the clothes cannot be brought in, so he is now in a completely celestial state; but he doesn't care, everyone is the same, so there is nothing to be embarrassed about. In fact, he feels that this is more natural.
…
I can’t see it, I just don’t know what those so-called Dao flowers would look like if I saw them here?
When nearly a hundred Yang people sneaked into the huge underworld, their number was like a drop in the ocean. Looking around, he didn't see a single fellow traveler, so of course he couldn't be regarded as a flower protector.
There are no flowers in this place, they all look like monsters.
Hou Ting flew forward, and gradually saw a few souls wandering aimlessly. According to the sect's records, the underworld was not a scary place. There were eighteen levels long ago.
There is talk of hell, but since the birth of the idea in the Splendid Continent, people’s understanding of the underworld is an eighteenth-level playground...
He doesn’t know which one is true and which one is false?
The ghosts in the underworld are the same as the mortals in the upper world. They have different personalities. Some are withdrawn, indifferent, and wary, but there are also some who are enthusiastic, talkative, and love to make friends.
Although the friends you make in the underworld will definitely not be brought back to the earth, at least you will no longer be lonely.
Hou Ting regarded them as normal human beings. In the underworld, he was actually the abnormal one, and these ghosts were the registered residents.
"Brother, are you new here? Why didn't you go through the normal process? You newcomers should participate in the entrance training, and everything here will naturally be clear..."
A charming woman quickly glanced at the strong little Hou Zi and asked with a smile.
The woman in Hou Tsang's eyes was wearing a very simple hemp skirt. When she moved, she could clearly see that her whole body was only in this skirt, which was floating in the air.
"I'm Hou Zi, I don't know what's going on. I'm so confused and no one tells me what to do."
The woman walked around him, and was very satisfied with the body of such a monk. It was a body that had been tempered for thousands of years, which was unparalleled by ordinary people. She observed unscrupulously, while Hou Zi was calm, and little Hou Zi even nodded slightly and started to fight.
Say hello...
The woman stretched out her finger and poked his strong chest, "I have no body. I have been in the underworld for nearly a hundred years. I have accumulated countless virtues. I will be reincarnated in a few years. Since the little brother is alone,
, Yaoyao is willing to lead the way for brothers."
Obviously, Sister Wu didn't realize that he was from the underworld. Is it a problem of eyesight or knowledge? Most of the ghosts here are ordinary mortals, and it's not surprising that they don't know anything about spiritual practice.
"I was about to trouble my eldest sister, this is... well, this is my first time here..."
In Wu Yaoyao's ears, this little brother's words were a little embarrassing. Of course it was the first time here, who would be a regular visitor here? She was looking at it from the perspective of a mortal, but she didn't know how real this place was for a cultivator.
It can be exchanged multiple times without losing memory.
"Okay, brother Otsuta, even in the underworld, you have to be polite. There is something wrong with you. You will be caught by the wandering ghosts and punished with hard work. You need something to cover your body."
Hou Ting also had a headache. Although he couldn't take out the forbidden items in the locked space in the underworld, it didn't matter to him, but he didn't want to just run away like that, especially when he saw many ghosts in the underworld all wearing clothes to cover their bodies.
What he didn't know was that in fact, every monk who came in had experience in this area and would have corresponding countermeasures. How could a dignified cultivator be naked? But there is no need to remind such common sense things in the Southeast Dao Sect.
How would he know about the sword cultivators outside his circle?
Knowing that he didn't understand, even the souls of mortals who first entered the underworld didn't understand, so there was nothing surprising about it, so Wu Yaoyao explained:
"In fact, there are no real objects in the underworld at all. The so-called clothes are also visualized by spiritual consciousness. Come on, you learn from me..."
Wu Yaoyao was refreshed and her clothes were gone, and spring suddenly appeared... She put them off again, and the hemp skirt was still the same. Although she was middle-aged, she didn't look bloated and was exceptionally plump...
Seeing Xiao Hou Zi saying hello again, Wu Yaoyao covered his mouth and chuckled, "Brother Zi, come and try, but in the underworld, the dress code is strict, and the soul can only wear linen clothes, not colorful clothes, only
Only ghost soldiers and officers have the right to wear colorful clothes according to their official duties. Little brothers must pay special attention to this, otherwise they will be punished."
Now that he understood the key, how could Hou Zi be stumped by such a simple operation? The reason why he couldn't think of a way before was just that he was too lazy to think about it.
The body was wrapped in the most ordinary linen robe, and Wu Yaoyao floated forward. As it floated, Wu Yaoyao carefully explained to him the various rules and taboos here.
Hou Ting listened absent-mindedly and echoed, not even thinking about why Wu Yaoyao was so enthusiastic about him and what the possible purpose behind it was?
Not on the same level at all...
However, the vastness of the underworld still makes even a person like him who thinks he has seen the world can't help but marvel. The eighteenth-floor playgrounds are all huge in scale. There are seas of people inside, rubbing shoulders and laughing, as if they were in a prosperous world.
On the first floor, a huge Ferris wheel stood there, which could bring millions of souls and ghosts to enjoy thrilling excitement at one time. He had never seen such a strange thing in Splendid Continent.
After seeing several levels of hell, his stereotype of the gloomy and terrifying underworld was completely overturned. This place was not only a different world in substance, but also a completely different world in spirit.
But he doesn't understand why this is happening?
"With so many people, how can you find a specific person among them?"
Wu Yaoyao shook his head and sighed, "Little brother, everyone who comes into the underworld has this idea, but in fact this is impossible in the underworld. There is a huge sea of people, billions of people, and so many people."
How is it possible to find one's relatives and friends?
If everyone wants to do this, how can there be any order in the underworld? For most people, even if we cultivate here for hundreds of years, we will not meet anyone we know or are close to, and we can only rely on
luck."
Hou Zi nodded. He could understand this situation. No matter who was in charge of the underworld, they would not allow this to happen.
