The Immortal Living - The Netherworld (Part 2) Part 1
A huge carriage was walking on the fire ground, and the fire would naturally spread wherever it went. The wheels with sharp teeth crushed the stones on the ground, and also crushed some skeletons that were burning with blue phosphorus fire. *,,
The king with the golden crown was sitting on the carriage. The beauty leaned lazily on the king's arms and fed the red liquid from the golden cup into the king's mouth. The king frowned slightly, as if he was not satisfied with the wine in the cup.
The servant in green holds a long whip and flicks his wrist gently, and the long whip will explode on the head of the majestic Nether Horse. The thick limbs of the Nether Horse will become very tight, and the speed of the carriage will become much faster.
Wangcai held a bunch of grass in his mouth and was about to go to Yun Ye. He was so excited to see the grass in the netherworld. After taking a bite, he found that it was even sweeter than the grass in his dream. Ever since the Buddha was imprisoned in the endless
There have been many strange changes in hell and the netherworld. Now even grass can grow. No matter what, this is a good change.
A tall ghost king stood in the gap of the mountain, his head was tucked under his arm. When he saw the grass in Wangcai's mouth, his cloudy eyes suddenly burst out with two bright yellow rays of light.
"This land belongs to my house, you are not allowed to come in!"
Wangcai stopped, put the grass into the leather bag under his neck, and said to the Beheaded Ghost King warily.
"Hell has no owner, only the strong will conquer it! Mangdang Mountain has already emerged here, what can you do to me?" Shan Xiongxin, the beheaded ghost king, laughed boldly, took a step forward, swung the huge machete, and was about to use force.
Wangcai neighed and stood up. In an instant, his body became as big as a mountain. His hooves, which were as big as an acre of land, stepped hard on Shan Xiongxin's body. He crushed him a few times and watched him...
His body became torn apart, and he roared with flames coming from his nostrils: "I'll tell you again, this is my home. You are not allowed to come in!"
After saying that, the huge hooves kicked Shan Xiongxin and the dirt on the ground far away. A young man in black sat on a towering stone pillar and lazily said to Wangcai: "He is me after all."
My father in my previous life, although he wasn't very successful, couldn't you save some face for me? You trampled him to pieces every few days. You still want me to help him reattach his body, you know it's very laborious."
She always feels short of breath when facing Shan Ying Wangcai, and she says sheepishly: "He comes to trouble me every time. He can't beat me, but he always flirts with me. If he doesn't get beaten, who will get beaten?"
Shan Ying sighed and said: "He has not made any progress in hundreds of years. His head was cut off that year, so he is always a little confused. He only thinks about revenge and cannot remember anything else. Even my son, he only
He can remember twelve hours, and he will introduce me as his son again when he meets again. Ask Yun Ye if he has any good way to treat him. At least connect his head, it will always be
It’s awkward to hold it in your hand.”
"There should be a way. Some time ago, my brother just put flesh on the tongueless bones. Why don't you go see him yourself? They are all relatives, so there is no problem."
Shan Ying stood up and planned to go find his father. He looked back at Wangcai and said, "I won't go to see him until I take back Mang Mountain. You tell me that my uncle will wait until I take Mang Mountain."
Invite him to your home as a guest."
After saying that, Shan Ying stepped on the top of the mountain and walked away very quickly. In an instant, he disappeared without a trace.
Wangcai pulled out a skull that was eavesdropping from the foot of the mountain, and spit it down with fiery spit. The skull turned into the color of stone, and after crushing it with a hoof, he happily ran towards the west.
He could feel Yun Zheng's presence there.
Mangdang Mountain is extremely majestic and magnificent. The red rock reaches 13,000 feet from the sky. This is a certain number. The number of mountains is this. Only Zigui Mountain has no fixed number. As long as there is enough destiny, it will continue to grow until
Go to heaven.
Na Rimu still knows nothing after living for so many years, so he can only learn Xin Yue's housekeeping skills. Divide the entire family property into several small pieces, and then find suitable and smart Nether Horses to manage them. Lao Qian is the housekeeper.
good.
It's just that there are few human-shaped things on Mangdang Mountain, and no matter how you clean them up, they still look wild.
The carriage arrived at the far west land, where fire was gushing out, and the raging magma spurted out from the ground and turned into silver tidal flats. The wheels of the carriage rolled over it and sparks flew everywhere.
A huge figure walks alone between the metal and the flame, proud and holy, a team of huge wings constantly changing colors, like a rainbow, like an aurora...
Xiaomiao has become a god. People in the northwest have been worshiping the saint crazily for hundreds of years. If it weren't for the saint who sacrificed her body to marry a noble man from the Tang Dynasty, Suiye City would have been forgotten long ago.
, it can become the largest city in the northwest, so there are many saintly temples there, and the incense is extremely prosperous.
Maybe he ate too much blood food and became extremely tall. When Yun Ye saw Xiao Miao, he sighed. He was such a well-behaved little girl before. Now, standing under her feet, he was a hundred feet tall and looked like a big joke no matter how powerful he looked.
Naturally, there aren't many affectionate words to say while being held in the hands of his wife.
"Heat the hot water, prepare the bed for me to rest, and bring over any delicious food."
Xiaomiao agreed with a smile, opened her mouth and swallowed Yun Ye, Na Rimu, Lao Qian...
Xiaomiao's mouth was very luxuriously decorated, and she still had an old habit of placing all kinds of gems randomly. People could not open their eyes because of the glittering jewels on the walls. A pink soft bed was placed in the middle. After taking a look at the shape,
What is it if it’s not a tongue?
A normal-sized Xiao Miaojiao rushed towards him with a smile, which made Yun Zheng breathe a sigh of relief.
"What's outside is the Dharmakaya, not the real body. I thought of this a long time ago, so I condensed the Dharmakaya..."
"You don't have to accommodate me. The relationship between husband and wife is just a dream for a hundred years. After a hundred years, you are free again. My wife Xiaomiao is already lying in the Yun family cemetery..."
"That was a very pleasant memory for me. The path to immortality was ethereal, boring and boring. Apart from practicing, it was just looking at this endless wasteland. It was not as real as living in the human world."
That day, Rimu hugged Xiaomiao and said, "Why don't you move to Mangdang Mountain too? It's fun for everyone to be together. It's better than you staying here and enduring the worries."
"The fourth lady cannot leave. She is the god of Fuzhe Fang, and she is also imprisoned by Fang's telepathy. She has taken root. If she leaves, she will weaken and disappear."
Nowadays, Lao Qian always speaks with a ghostly air, and what he says is not popular at all.
"Four Madam, we can't stay here for long. It's too far away from Mangdang Mountain. The old slave's soul is fragile and already showing signs of instability."
Yun Ye looked at Na Rimu and Lao Qian, and it turned out that it was indeed the case. Only a little bit of the will-o'-the-wisp remained in Lao Qian's eye sockets, and Na Rimu's body also turned blue-white, making it extremely difficult to speak.
Yun Ye shook his head, strode forward, hugged Xiaomiao tightly, laughed and said: "The figure is well maintained, and there is more material than before. I really want to stay for a while to check carefully and see what gods and humans have."
It’s different. Since staying too long can kill someone, I’d better leave and come back secretly next time…”
Letting go of Xiao Miao, Yun Zheng took Na Rimu, who could no longer walk, and strode out of Xiao Miao's Dharma Body.
As the carriage walked back, a warm wind blew from behind. The smell was fragrant, like a lover's breath. Xiaomiao's Dharma body was breathing, sending bursts of fragrance. The fragrance was stained on the magma, and the rushing magma immediately turned into
A road paved with silver was formed, like a piece of white silk floating from the far west to the foot of Mangdang Mountain.
A naked giant kept swinging the giant hammer in his hand to hit the huge anvil. Sparks flew from the anvil. No one knew what he was forging. Every time the hammer fell, there would be a rumbling sound.
Thunder came from the sky.
It's not a good thing to be neighbors with people who don't care about others' lives. Seeing Na Rimu and Lao Qian covering their ears and rolling over in pain on the carriage, both of them wanted to get closer to Yun Ye but tried their best to get away. The Nether Horse was also frightened.
Running wildly, Yun Ye found that he felt no discomfort except that it was a bit noisy.
So he held Na Nigu in his arms and put one leg on Lao Qian's twisted back. The effect was obvious. The trembling Na Ni became quiet and Lao Qian's distorted and ferocious face gradually became softer.
"Master Hou, that one is Chisel Teeth. After being shot by Hou Yi, he went to hell. After gathering his body, he swore revenge. His weapons were lost, so he collected iron ore in Tiejing Mountain and made spears and shields.
Prepare to seek revenge against Hou Yi.
However, he generally will not leave Tiejing Mountain. As long as others do not provoke him, he will not provoke others and will focus on building his own weapons."
Yun Ye stretched his neck and took a closer look at the working giant, smiled and said: "No matter how passionate you love someone at the beginning, you will always be tired after tens of thousands of years, but if you hate someone for ten thousand years, you will be tired."
New Year will only make the hatred more intense.
As long as you look at the oldest legends, you will find that the emotion of anger has continued. From the battle between Zhu Rong and Gonggong, to Xing Tian, Chi You and Gun, our ancestors were all warlike, and there was no one
Those who advocate peace will turn into Jingwei and vow to fill up the sea even if Yao's daughter drowns while swimming at the beach.
Forget it, let's go. I think Mr. Chiseltooth is enjoying his hatred. What kind of weapon needs to be forged for ten thousand years? This guy has nothing but hatred."
When the carriage entered Mangdang Mountain, Wangcai jumped on the carriage. He sat on the carriage and pointed to the pocket under his neck with his hooves. He was very proud. This was a little fun between him and Yun Ye, no matter who had it.
Every good thing has to be guessed by another person.
Yun Ye put his hand into his pocket with a smile, and his expression changed when he touched the familiar shape of grass. Is there a food field that can be cultivated in hell? (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
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