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Chapter 3859 Thirteen Stations

At this time, Xiang Que felt as if his soul had left his body and was in a very mysterious state.

He knew that he was not dead. Although the nine-tailed demon fox did not come here in person, it could still exert 60% to 70% of its strength when facing Emperor Shitian. In addition, he had activated the eighteenth level of body tempering to block Emperor Shitian.

The problem with this palm is not big.

Although he didn't die, he was not having a good time, at least he didn't understand what this kind of out-of-body situation was all about.

Xiang Que was floating like a soul, surrounded by darkness, he couldn't see his fingers, and his breath was cold and gloomy. It felt like the surroundings were filled with gloomy energy.

I don't know how long it has been floating, but suddenly the dark eyes in front of me turned gray and white, and a little light appeared.

He followed the light and walked down, and then he saw a very grand temple. Xiang Que was instinctively startled. If he were in this state and went to any big temple on the Thirty-three Days,

Wouldn't that be more like seeking death?

However, after Xiang Queli entered a little further, he discovered that it was a temple, but not a real temple.

It was a dilapidated earth temple.

The entire Earth Temple was riddled with holes, half of it collapsed, the statues inside were broken into several pieces, the roof of the temple was gone, and the main door had flown to nowhere.

Xiang Que walked forward and took a few glances, then picked up a brick from the ground and held it in his hand. After squeezing it a few times, he felt that it was quite thick, and the texture of this thing was not simple, although it was not as good as God.

It's your palace, but it's not an ordinary material.

He then searched carefully from inside and out, and found that the materials used to build the earth temple were basically the same.

At this time, Xiang Que basically understood that the Earth Temple was not destroyed due to history or any other reason, but was bombarded by others.

"Why are you so idle? What are you doing with the Earth Temple? It's a good temple, but it's a pity..."

After Xiang Que walked around the Tutu Temple, he saw that there seemed to be a small road behind the temple. The front of the road was so gray that he couldn't see anything, and then the surrounding area was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything either.

When he stepped on this path, the gray atmosphere automatically dispersed around him. After walking a few steps, he looked back in the direction of the Earth Temple, and found that nothing could be seen behind him. It seemed that only

It allows people to move forward.

Xiang Que had no other choice but to continue walking down, and the road seemed to be very long. He felt that he might have walked for a day or a few days, and his whole person seemed to be in a hazy state.

I saw the end of this path.

There was a platform at the end of the road, but it had collapsed at this time. Like the Earth Temple, it had been forcibly trampled by people. Only a pile of rubble was left on the high platform, and its original appearance could no longer be seen.

Xiang Que frowned, looked at the collapsed platform and thought for a long time, then looked back at the path behind, and the scene of the Earth Temple also appeared in his mind.

"Is this possible?" Xiang Que muttered softly.

He seemed to have found some clues, but he could not verify the thoughts in his mind. Only if the places he encountered below were the same as what he imagined, he could be sure.

Xiang Que quickly crossed the platform and walked down quickly. He first saw a black mountain ridge, but most of it had collapsed. He also saw a mountain peak with half of it missing.

After walking through so many places in a row, what Xiang Que thought in his heart was confirmed.

"Tudi Temple, Huangquan Road, Wangxiang Terrace, Evil Dog Bell, Jinji Mountain..."

Xiang Que sighed, and said quietly: "This is the thirteen stations of the underworld, the real underworld!"

The structure of the entire underworld, in addition to the above-mentioned places, also includes Fengdu City, the Eighteenth Level of Hell, the Lotus Terrace, the Soul-Returning Cliff, the Support Pavilion, the Blood Pool, the Hall of Ecstasy, etc. There are a total of thirteen places, collectively called

For the Thirteen Stations of the Underworld, this is the real underworld.

Among the thirteen stations in the underworld in Xiang Que's Dao Realm, there are only Huangquan Road and Fengdu City and the eighteen-level area, of which at least ten stations are missing.

At this time, Xiang Que was speechless. Could it be that I have to collect the other ten places to finally get the avenue and become the Great Emperor of Fengdu in Beiyin?

That must be a matter of the year of the monkey and the month of the horse!

And, the key is where to find it?

And where exactly am I?

As a last resort, Xiang Que had no choice but to continue walking down. He wanted to see if he could find anything after walking through the thirteen stations of the underworld, or whether he would know where he was.

I don't know how long it took, Xiang Que walked down the road, and it was exactly as he guessed. He saw the remaining stops, but the only one missing was Fengdu City and the eighteenth floor area.

But the area that was supposed to be these two places was completely dark with nothing.

Thinking back to the Huangquan path he passed earlier, Xiang Que suddenly realized that Fengdu City, Huangquan Road, and the eighteenth-level area had already been formed in his Taoist world, so they were not displayed here, while other stops were still there.

It is very dilapidated and completely abandoned. I don’t know how many years it has been standing here.

"Now the question is, what kind of place is this? Also, I really have to put together the other stations before I can form the underworld. This will happen in the year of the monkey."

Xiang Que is very melancholy. He is most annoyed by this kind of stamp collecting. Take the emperor's bones as an example. He has been collecting them for thousands of years, and there are still a few left that he has not found. Although the number of the Thirteen Stations of the Underworld is small,

There are many, but the key thing is that he doesn't have any clue.

Moreover, Xiang Que believes that there may not be many people in the entire immortal world who know how this underworld was formed.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva may know it, but he won’t tell it either.

Then there are Emperor Shaktian and others.

"The soul leaves the body, and the person is not dead, so the Taoist realm should still be there, right?"

Xiang Que suddenly murmured, and a vague idea came to his mind that he knew some general clues.

Since Huangquan Road, Fengdu City and the 18th floor area can stand in the Taoist world, then several other places should also be able to do so, right?

If it is really possible, then Xiang Que can feel relieved all of a sudden.

To put it bluntly, the Thirteen Stations of the Underworld are also a type of magical weapon. If he could move all thirteen stations to the Dao Realm, wouldn't it be much easier to repair them in the future?

I'm very good at refining weapons and stuff like that!

Xiang Que felt that he had a feeling of clearing away the clouds and seeing the sun.

"Open!" Xiang Que said softly, and then he saw that after the Taoist realm was opened, there was a loud roar under his feet, and then the other ten stations were all moved into the Taoist realm in an instant, and then according to the

Arranged in normal order.

"That's really what happened..." Xiang Que licked his lips, and a stone fell to the ground in his heart. This is much simpler. Repairing is much easier than rebuilding, and he has been to the underworld several times in his previous life.

, is very familiar with the thirteen stations, which is equivalent to having a drawing of the thirteen stations in his head.

Just follow the drawings and draw the gourd and you'll be fine!


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