Kuo Chong stretched his limbs, then smiled at Chen Feng, reached out and grabbed a black blade of grass from the ground, and played with it carefully.
Chen Feng looked at Kuo Chong silently, recalling the black and green he had just seen, and felt an ominous premonition in his heart.
"Fellow Daoist Kuo, there seems to be something wrong with your left hand!"
"Left hand?" Kuo Chong was startled when he heard the words. He immediately raised his left hand and looked at it. But when Kuo Chong's eyes fell on the black patch on the wrist of his left hand, his expression changed.
"This is?" Kuo Chong murmured, and then his brows furrowed sharply.
"Fellow Daoist Kuo, have you ever had such dark spots on your body before?" Chen Feng thought for a while and asked.
Biting his head, Kuo Chong looked extremely unkind. It was obvious that the sudden appearance of darkness made him feel uneasy.
The two of them fell into silence at the same time, not sure when this piece of darkness appeared. If it appeared in the Guanyin Tomb ###, we can still find other reasons, but if it appeared here, then there is another mystery.
After thinking for a while, Chen Feng seemed to hear something suddenly. He opened his sleeves and was shocked to find a black patch of the same size on his wrist.
This discovery shocked the two of them at the same time, and they looked at each other with astonishment on their faces.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, do you feel any discomfort, such as fatigue or sleepiness?" Kuo Chong turned over his hands and closed his robe, and asked seriously. Chen Feng shook his head, and the two fell into silence again.
Time passed, and three days passed in the blink of an eye. The two of them passed through the vast black mountains and headed west.
During the three days, the two of them were very worried, because they discovered that the black dot was extending at a slow speed, and Kuochong became more and more listless, looking much older than when he entered the Guanyin Tomb.
On this day, the two of them were walking in the wild mountains, and suddenly they found a thatched hut standing under a low cliff in front of them. There was a black stream flowing slowly in front of the hut, and there was something strange in the silence.
"There is a house ahead, let's go and take a look!" Chen Feng groaned, then lightly put one foot on the ground, turned into a ray of light, and headed towards the hut.
Arriving in front of the hut, Chen Feng looked around, then quickly stepped forward and gently opened the door.
Dang...two crisp sounds came. Chen Feng raised his head in silence, staring at the door.
"Who is it!" A man's voice came from the room, and then the door was slowly pushed open. But before the person could see clearly who was in front of him, Chen Feng reached out and grabbed the other person's neck, and at the same time
The golden light in his left hand flashes, bringing forth bursts of Zen light.
"You... who are you?" The man was grabbed by the neck. He was angry at first, but then he immediately noticed the golden Buddha light on Chen Feng's hand, and he screamed in horror.
"If you want to die, I can help you now!" Chen Feng looked at the man silently and saw that the man was about thirty years old, thin and frail, with a look of horror on his face.
"Exalted Immortal, have mercy on me, Immortal, have mercy on me!" The man grabbed Chen Feng's arm with both hands and shouted urgently. At the same time, his eyes were nervously staring at Chen Feng's left hand, which was placed not far away from him and shrouded in golden light.
"Humph!" Chen Feng snorted coldly and slowly released his palm. The man was relieved and quickly took a few steps back, looking at Chen Feng warily.
"Tell me, what is this place, and what are you?" Chen Feng looked at the man coldly, while a divine rainbow surged from his body, and a golden Zen spirit rose up, tightly surrounding the people around him.
The man noticed the golden Zen spirit contained in the sky and the earth. He swallowed hard and his face was extremely ugly. It was obvious that the Zen spirit all over the sky made him very uncomfortable.
"Back to Shangxian, this place is called Youcheng, where the filth in the world gathers!" The man did not dare to be slow and spoke hurriedly, fearing that Chen Feng would accidentally beat him to pieces.
Chen Feng glanced at the corner of his eyes. Although he had been mentally prepared, he was still shocked when he heard the man's words. Why did Emperor Randeng build the tomb of Guanyin? What did he mean by gathering these filth from heaven and earth together?
?Is this person good or bad? Why do things always make no sense?
When the man saw that Chen Feng had no intention of taking action, his expression softened slightly, and immediately he explained on his own without waiting for Chen Feng to send a message.
It turns out that this place is an ancient place that has existed in the sky since ancient times. According to ancient legend, the heaven and earth first opened from chaos. In order to distinguish themselves from mortal ghosts and monsters, the gods created heaven. From then on, humans and ghosts fell into the mortal world and lived together.
In the mortal world.
Humans and ghosts are born together. Human beings are too weak. Ghosts are rampant in the world. There is almost no room for human beings to survive. In desperation, the gods once again took action, using their supreme magical powers to tear apart space, build a netherworld, and imprison all ghosts and monsters together in the underworld.
In the netherworld, human beings were able to survive and slowly prospered.
However, as the saying goes, things in the world are impermanent, and there are always exceptions. Even the gods in the sky cannot escape the cycle of life and death. After they die, they can only return to the netherworld.
However, all the gods have their own private thoughts. At some point, a powerful god, after his death, was unwilling to give up his past glory, and went against the will of heaven. He used great supernatural powers to break through the three realms, create a secluded city, and forcibly sucked in all the resentment in the world.
This city is where you can recharge your batteries and wait for the day when you can return to heaven.
In this way, time flies by. I don’t know how many years have passed. Youcheng has become so powerful that it is breathtaking. The number of wronged souls gathered in the city has also reached an incalculable number. This god finally has the opportunity to return to heaven.
of capital.
However, this god did not expect that just when he was about to return to heaven, an old man from the mortal world suddenly arrived. With a soul-returning banner in his hand, he killed the god in anger and with a wave of the banner,
The place was permanently sealed, turning the entire Youcheng into a veritable dead city.
Well, Chen Feng was sweating profusely after hearing this. You don't need to think about who the mortal old man is, but this is too exaggerated. That old guy, the Deng Deng Emperor, can actually kill gods. Is his cultivation already like this?
Remarkable?
There was such silence in the room that Kuo Chong was dumbfounded. Only after seeing Chen Feng did he fully understand that the emperor's cultivation level in this vast universe was nothing more than shit.
There are too many powerful existences above the Great Emperor that he cannot understand.
Kuo Chong felt very depressed. Before this, he felt that he was already very impressive. At least he was not invincible. He could also be said to be a rare strong man in the world. But now he realized that he was just a weakling.
Fart, a fart that has always been self-righteous!
"What's going on with this black spot on my body!" After a long silence, Chen Feng opened his wrist and said to the man.
The man lowered his head and looked at Chen Feng's already black wrist, and said: "This is the energy of death. In the secluded city, only the resentment of ghosts can survive, and living people cannot survive at all. All mortals who enter here, no matter what their cultivation level, will...
When the death energy enters the body, and when the death energy covers the whole body, the person has turned into a ghost and cannot return to the mortal world!"
"How to get rid of anger!" Chen Feng frowned and asked again in a deep voice.
"If you want to drive away the energy of death, you can only find the Soul-Returning Flag, because only the Soul-Returning Flag is the nemesis of all death energy!" The man thought for a while, and his expression became a little unnatural.
"Where is the Soul-Returning Banner now? Are you staying in Youcheng?" Hearing that things had turned around, Chen Feng's expression softened, and Kuo Chong beside him let out a long sigh of relief.
"The Soul-Returning Flag did remain in Youcheng. After the mortal old man killed the gods, he erected the Soul-Returning Flag on the holy mountain. ###The wraith of death also cut off the connection between Youcheng and the Three Realms.
.”
"Okay, take me to the Holy Mountain!" Chen Feng didn't waste any time and spoke directly. However, upon hearing Chen Feng's words, the man's expression changed drastically and he shook his head repeatedly.
"No, it's impossible. You can't reach the Holy Mountain. Not to mention that there are countless powerful resentful spirits stationed in front of the Holy Mountain. Even the surrounding towns will tear you into pieces!"
The man looked at Chen Feng in horror, and spoke nervously, but Chen Feng didn't care at all. Since Emperor Ran Deng can come, why can't he come? Moreover, the most powerful god here has been killed by Emperor Ran Deng, so he still can't.
Afraid of birds.
"Are you afraid of death?" Chen Feng smiled faintly and glanced at the man sideways, with a hint of threat in his voice.
The man swallowed hard, nodded, and shook his head again. His expression was very helpless. Chen Feng suddenly felt a little evil about forcing a good girl into prostitution.
"No...it's not that you are afraid of death, but that you really can't reach the Holy Mountain. Although some powerful gods have been killed by the old man, there are not a few powerful resentful spirits left in the world, and there are even a few powerful resentful spirits.
, whose cultivation level is probably not much weaker than that of any other god, but...and you..."
After hearing the end, Chen Feng's expression turned a little unkind, because he heard the taste of discrimination in the man's mouth, what? What about me? Am I so bad? Can't I compare with the Ran Deng Emperor? Chen Feng was very angry, of course.
The consequences are also serious.
…
In the dark mountains, Chen Feng walked first, followed by a middle-aged man with a depressed face, and the depressed Kuo Chong and Kuo Dadi.
The three of them moved very quickly, turning from west to south, heading towards the legendary holy mountain.
Along the way, Chen Feng blocked the murderous Buddha and became a Buddha. In just a few months, the number of resentful spirits who died in Chen Feng's hands could be counted in millions, and the three of them were infinitely close to the legendary holy mountain.
What makes Chen Feng always strange is that every time he kills a group of resentful spirits, these resentful spirits roar and condense into silver nuggets of different sizes. These silver nuggets have no fixed specifications or fixed shapes. Look.
It looks like ordinary silver. I asked the middle-aged man about it, and he said he didn't know much. He had never heard of anything like it before.
In desperation, Chen Feng had no choice but to interpret this object as a stone in the body of the resentful spirit. Although this idea was a bit disgusting, Chen Feng could only entertain himself when he was bored, and had evil thoughts to pass the boring and long time...
