When Xiang Que stopped absorbing the breath of heaven, the breath in the underground cave of the trading house quickly filled up, and it was quickly filled.
In this way, not only the old man below, but also the big shots above were no longer suspicious. They just thought it was a small episode that opened the secret realm of the eighteenth level of hell, and didn't think much about it.
When the aura of heaven in the cave was filled to a certain level, the old man's figure suddenly disappeared from the cave quickly. Both Xiang Que and Cheng Yan were stunned at the same time, vaguely realizing that the door to hell might be about to open.
"I hope you have good luck and don't end up on the last floor as soon as you enter the eighteenth floor..."
The old man's voice faded away, and both Xiang Que and Cheng Yan noticed that the space in the cave had suddenly become distorted. Their bodies were being pulled uncontrollably, as if they were being pulled in one direction.
Came over.
Originally, the two of them subconsciously wanted to resist, but they found that it was too futile. This pulling force made them unable to resist at all, and it was difficult to even move their fingers.
I don’t know how long it lasted. Xiang Que and Cheng Yan were not far from each other. They even had the desire to attack each other at the same time. But before they could react, the two of them looked at each other.
The figure of the other party suddenly became blurry.
The next moment, the two of them disappeared in front of their own eyes at the same time, and were teleported to an unknown place.
Xiang Que suddenly felt his body loosen up, as if he was in mid-air, with no landing point for his body. He immediately reacted quickly and quickly circulated his breath. The air suddenly rose up from his feet, and he stopped in mid-air.
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Xiang Que knew that he must have entered the eighteenth level of the secret realm of hell at this time, but he just didn't know which level he was on. After calming down for a while, he slowly looked around and stared ahead.
Looking around, you can see patches of desolation.
The sky in front of me was gloomy, the barren land showed a gray color, and there were no other colors.
There should be an endless stretch of hills at Xiang Que's feet, and then layers of mountains seemed to appear above the horizon in the distance.
The scenery and colors here are simply too simple, and they are also filled with a cool aura. This aura is not unfamiliar to Xiang Que, it is the yin energy born in the underworld he visited in his previous life.
Xiang Que has been to the underworld, and has also been to several levels of the eighteen levels of hell. He can recall his original experience with a little recall, and the eighteen levels of hell he is in at this time seem to be similar to those he has been to.
Wonderful, but definitely not the same place.
The world of Tao opened and Xiang Que said softly: "Come and see the legendary eighteen levels of hell..."
Ling Xia Yuanjun, Zi Youran and Hai Qing were all looking curiously at this desolate world.
Qiao Yue'e's expression didn't fluctuate much, and she didn't seem to be particularly concerned about the situation here.
Xiang Que clasped his hands behind his back and said, "I don't know which floor I am on right now. If it's in the front, it's okay. Go down slowly. If you're too brave and you're beyond the tenth floor, then every step you take will
I have to walk on thin ice, but I guess my luck won't be so bad."
The eighteen levels of hell are full of opportunities and crises. Before entering, he learned from the trading house that the biggest crisis in this secret realm was that there were fighting spirits from the ancient world on each level.
A long time ago, there was an ancient war in the fairy world. In that era when strong men emerged in large numbers, countless people fell in the chaos. Only a handful of people survived safely in the end and came to the current fairy world, and then became powerful, such as the twelve in the fairy world.
An Immortal Emperor.
A large part of those who died in ancient times died directly, with their true bodies and souls dissipated. There were also some strong men who only had their consciousness left after their death, but they were also trapped in a certain place.
In space, such as the extraterritorial battlefield in the fairy world.
After the death of some determined strong men, their true bodies were destroyed and their souls almost disappeared. However, by some strange combination of circumstances, there was still a little bit of residual soul left, which was the fighting spirit, which was also imprisoned.
somewhere in space.
It is in the secret realm of the eight levels of hell.
According to the trading house, these war spirits have been growing slowly over the long years. Although they will not reach the level they once were, their strength will be restored to some extent in hundreds of thousands of years.
Many even developed spiritual intelligence.
In order to prevent these war spirits from entering the world and causing harm to all living beings, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva entered this space by himself and suppressed these war spirits in the secret realm of the eighteenth level of hell.
If hell is not empty and Ksitigarbha does not come out for a day, he will not become a Buddha.
This legend is quite consistent with the rumors Xiang Que heard about Ksitigarbha in his previous life, except that at that time they were talking about the souls of evil ghosts in hell, but this time they were fighting spirits from ancient times.
Although Ling Xia Yuanjun, Zi Youran, and Xu Qing have not come out of the Dao Realm, they can clearly feel the cold atmosphere in the eighteenth-level secret realm. For some reason, they feel particularly uncomfortable, and their blood energy is very unstable and faint.
There is also a thought that makes people want to be restless.
"You don't seem to have anything out of the ordinary, but why do I feel that there is something very strange in these eighteen levels of secret realm, which makes me have a desire to be impulsive..." Zi Youran asked curiously.
"You too?" Xiang Que asked Lingxia Yuanjun.
The other party nodded and said: "I am indeed very uncomfortable, very upset, my mood seems to be greatly affected, and I am easily angry."
Xiang Que said speechlessly: "You women, don't you have a few days like this every month? What's so strange? However, it's quite a coincidence that you two actually caught up with the same day."
The two of them were speechless for a moment, glared at him hatefully, and Xiang Que bared his teeth and smiled: "Give me a day, and I can almost give you October's peace. You're welcome. I'm always willing to do good deeds."
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Ling Xia Yuanjun turned her head directly, and Zi Youran gritted her teeth and said: "Get out!"
Hai Qing immediately said: "I am a man, why do I feel like I am the same?"
Xiang Que frowned. It couldn't be a coincidence that the three of them felt this way, but there was nothing unusual about him. Everything was as usual. This was definitely not due to his physical condition, but Xiang Que estimated that it was probably because of his physical condition.
It is related to the Ksitigarbha dharma image on his body.
"The fighting souls here have been dead for hundreds of thousands of years. Over the long years, many of them have gradually developed spiritual wisdom. Perhaps they were resentful of their own death in battle, and the spiritual wisdom produced is undoubtedly a negative emotion." Qiao Yue'e suddenly said
: "This kind of breath permeates the eighteen levels of hell. You will be infected to some extent. It is normal to be affected, but you have to be careful. It can easily affect people's minds, and even
Corroded...don't let these fighting spirits get entangled with them."