In the deep world of the underworld, on the bank of the dark ink-black River Styx, two groups of soul fires are walking side by side.
Chen Lin didn't have the habit of letting others walk behind her, and Wu Jie also wouldn't let an uneasy person stand behind him.
After all, none of them have eyes on the back of their heads. And no one of them wants to be attacked from behind.
Chen Lin always judged others by herself, and he asked himself that even if he had no grievances with the other party, he would still inevitably plot against the other party to make some extra money if given the chance; while Wu Jie felt that people's hearts could not stand the test, so there was no need to deliberately do something that could be
"Sneak attack" to lure the opponent to take action.
After these days of traveling together, they got to know each other somewhat.
Wu Jie knew that Chen Lin was a talkative person and was very good at talking. She was not only knowledgeable and knowledgeable, but also always able to lead the topic to the direction he was interested in. However, when Wu Jie wanted to ask something, he
He is always able to evade things cleverly, and his slickness and shrewdness are admirable.
In Chen Lin's view, although "Du Yu" is young, he has a good temperament and insight. No matter how he seduces and hints, this young man will not be fooled at all, and he will cling to the original plan.
For those treasures or opportunities, I just smiled, nodded, praised or commented a few words, but there was no hint of being moved.
If Chen Lin is a cobblestone covered in oil, slippery and slippery; then Wu Jie is a huge boulder that weighs ten kilograms and cannot move at all. On both sides, you can do nothing to me, and I can't do anything to you. We can only talk about our own opinions.
Do not interfere with each other.
As the days passed and the source of the Styx was getting closer, Chen Lin became more and more anxious.
"Du Yu's" character is rigorous and careful, and does not give him any chance of a sneak attack; and as long as this young man does not leave the banks of the Styx, and does not step into places that he is very familiar with and has even arranged traps long ago, he will not
Be sure to successfully kill the opponent in one go.
The Netherworld is different from the human world. Once a sneak attack fails, the opponent can escape back to the human world no matter how desperate he is. Once a young monk with a profound background like this escapes back, there will soon be elders with powerful magic to trace the whereabouts of the enemy. When the time comes, it is time to
The one who escaped was Chen Lin - no, if it was the "Fire Scorpion" who has a vicious reputation in the underworld, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to escape!
Chen Lin wants to get benefits, but he definitely doesn't want to risk his life.
He is now almost two hundred years old, and there is still a long time before his life span is exhausted, and he is not yet ready to fight desperately.
Ordinarily, in this case, he should just give up. But when he thought that this "Du Yu" might be a huge treasure in human form, the greed in his heart kept rising, and he couldn't suppress it no matter how hard he suppressed it.
It's like putting a delicious meal in front of a greedy and hungry person, but refusing to let him eat it, making him angry.
As time passed by, Chen Lin became increasingly anxious and tormented, and even her whole temperament underwent subtle changes.
If Wu Jie had not known him before, but had just met him now, he would probably have turned against him without saying a word - a man with evil eyes and evil spirits is not a good thing no matter how you look at him!
During this period of time, Wu Jie and Chen Lin, who were colleagues together, at least had a little friendship. He noticed that something was wrong with Chen Lin's situation, and suggested that he could use Pure Yang True Fire to help him cleanse his evil spirit to prevent it from corroding his soul.
But Chen Lin immediately refused, and said that she had a special way to absorb and utilize evil spirits, which was far more cost-effective than washing it away with real fire.
Wu Jie immediately felt very curious, but he still did not inquire about it.
If a monk's soul has been active in the underworld for a long time, the evil energy in the Yin Qi that keeps the cold may invade the soul. This situation is very dangerous. Most of the monks who turned into monsters were unknowingly eroded by the evil energy.
It was so powerful that there was no way to save him in the end.
How to solve the problem of evil energy corroding the soul is an important research topic. Even the person in our sect who studies Kuangye Master's uncle can only safely resolve the evil energy erosion, but cannot in turn use the evil energy that is entangled with the soul. Chen
Lin was actually able to do something that even Master Ye's uncle couldn't do, which really made Wu Jie feel puzzled and surprised.
A mere monk named Tongyou has solved a problem that even monk Ning Yuan could not solve. Could it be that this fellow Daoist Chen is a hidden figure?
He couldn't help but look a little higher on Chen Lin, and also a little wary.
A capable person will always be respected and feared by others, just like most people dare to hold a little rabbit in their arms and play with it, but they dare not approach a big tiger.
But in fact, Wu Jie was wrong. Chen Lin did not use these evil methods at all. He just didn't want Wu Jie to have the opportunity to take action against him.
In his opinion, Wu Jie's suggestion was completely out of ulterior motives, and most likely he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to plot against him. Therefore, he would rather endure the pain of evil energy corroding his soul than let Wu Jie use pure Yang true fire to help him cleanse the evil energy.
Naturally, Wu Jie could not understand Chen Lin's thoughts, and Chen Lin would not believe Wu Jie's sincerity. Although the two of them were traveling together for the time being, their thoughts were completely opposite, and they could not come together at all.
Wu Jie is not a nervous and slow person. He has already sensed that something is wrong in the atmosphere. But currently he can only walk slowly along the River Styx. It is impossible to get rid of Chen Lin, so he can only tolerate this situation.
continue.
But secretly, his vigilance has become higher and higher.
A few days later, when they were walking on the bank of the River Styx as usual, they suddenly heard a strange whistling sound.
This whistling sound is as sharp and harsh as a night owl, and it is as painful as crying. It is like a group of cats scratching and scratching in the heart, or like there are iron tools scraping each other in the brain. It makes people's hair stand on end.
Got it!
They have encountered this situation several times. It is a sign that the evil wind in the netherworld is about to explode, forming a furious wave of evil wind!
Wu Jie and Chen Lin were startled at the same time, and ran away from the Styx River in unison. Wu Jie drew his invisible sword while running back, and with a flash of sword light, he cut out a sword on a steep slope.
pit, and then jumped directly into it.
He originally wanted to pull Chen Lin, but unexpectedly stretched out his hand. Instead, Chen Lin hurriedly retreated. Instead of jumping into the pit, she dug a shallow groove on the slope next to her and lay down.
inside.
This man was so cautious that Wu Jie was speechless!
"He just has a ghost in his heart!" Jasmine said rudely, "Anyone who has a ghost in his heart has problems!"
"...Then you keep saying other people have problems all day long, is it possible that you have something wrong with you?" Du Ruo asked casually.
"This is my habit." Jasmine said plausibly, "In our time, everyone had ghosts in their hearts. If we didn't develop this habit, we would have been killed long ago."
"Fortunately, I didn't travel to that era!" Wu Jie sincerely thanked his fate, "Otherwise, life would have been impossible!"
"Actually, you'll get used to it as time goes by..."
"Because those who are not used to it will die, right?"
"Master, your mouth is getting more and more venomous! Don't expose your shortcomings!"
Wu Jie laughed loudly.
While he was smiling, his eyes suddenly lit up and his ears moved slightly - in the roaring wind and waves, someone seemed to be shouting "Help"...
He raised his head slightly and looked outside carefully. He vaguely saw a figure lying on the ground, being blown by the cold wind and sliding continuously. Although he seemed to be trying to stabilize his body, it was completely useless. He saw that the speed was getting faster and faster.
Soon it will be blown into the River Styx.
People are just souls in the Netherworld, and souls actually have no fixed entity. Therefore, unless they dig a hole and hide in it like he and Chen Lin did, facing the howling wind, they can only hope that the wind will blow them into the River Styx.
Stop before, there is no other way.
Wu Jie estimated the man's speed in his mind, and when he was closest to him, he suddenly took action. The ghost ring turned into a purple-gold light, restrained the man's waist, and then pulled him back and threw him heavily.
Got into a pit.
This is a middle-aged monk who looks quite downcast. It may be because he was blown too hard by the evil wind, and even the shape of his soul has become a little blurry. In addition, strands of evil energy can be seen forming in the soul, like vines.
Wrapped around him.
If this continues, even if he doesn't fall into the River Styx, he will not be able to escape the evil spirit that takes over his soul and turns into a demon.
Fortunately, he was lucky and met Wu Jie.
There is the purest and strongest yin energy in the world of the Book of Heaven. Wu Jie himself mastered the pure yang true fire. He used the true fire to cleanse the evil energy that invaded his soul, and then used the pure yin energy to nourish the soul. This monk's originally fuzzy soul body
It became clear again, and I finally escaped.
The evil wind and the angry wave came and went as quickly as they came, disappearing without a trace in a short time. The three of them crawled out of their hiding place, and the shocked monk first thanked Wu Jie.
"The poor monk Tianxin has no temple or temple and wanders around. I have received great kindness from the benefactor and have nothing to repay. I can only chant sutras and pray for the benefactor every day! What is the name of the benefactor?"
Wu Jie smiled and replied casually: "Du Yu, a casual cultivator, is also a wandering person. It is fate that we meet each other. It is purely a matter of duty to help each other in times of crisis. Master, you don't have to be so polite."
But Monk Tianxin didn’t think so. He thought he would not be able to escape this time, but he saved his life with the help of “Du Yu”. Naturally, he burst into tears of gratitude. His desire to repay is genuine and absolutely not false.
!
Just when he wanted to say a few more words, he noticed Chen Lin next to him, his expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly stepped back, taking a defensive posture.
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
"Be careful, donor, this person is Chen Lin, the electric tyrant, who is famous for hiding his sword behind his smile!" Monk Tianxin shouted loudly, "He likes to plot against others' backs. A few years ago, when the poor monk was in retreat in the mountains, he saw him from a distance.
But he plotted against two comrades and sank their bodies into Yunlong Lake!"
Wu Jie was stunned, and just as he was about to ask what happened, Chen Lin roared wildly, and the lightning in her hands turned into a pair of short spears, which she threw fiercely at the two of them.
