Underworld.

By the Naihe Bridge.

The howling of ghosts and wolves is continuous, as if it has never stopped.

Filth and coldness are entangled and struggling, rushing endlessly.

Deep in the sky, dark clouds stretch for tens of thousands of miles.

The turbulent blue sea is as dense as spread out ink.

Hula~

At this time, the breeze picked up.

The waves surge and the light shines.

The flower on the other side rolled up a magnificent wave and swayed wantonly.

Countless slender bamboos stretch in the soil.

The thin bamboo is all black and deep, and its surface is dotted with dark patterns, like angry eyes.

This is the spiritual plant of love, the bitter bamboo.

The Bamboo Bamboo is extremely rare and belongs to the top resource species.

This spiritual plant contains spiritual fluid and likes to grow in a cool environment.

In the world of Kongming, it is a luxury product of two spiritual stones per cut.

But here, it is endless and endless.

At this time, there was an old woman in a purple dress, carrying a shabby flower basket, strolling deep into the Bamboo Forest.

Her body was particularly stooped, and she looked like she was in her final years.

Every time she walked away, the old woman was breathing slightly.

It is Po Meng.

Brilliant and pure brilliance suddenly appeared.

An old man wearing a red gauze Taoist robe appeared in front of Po Meng.

Compared with the aging Po Meng, the old man is full of energy.

His beard and hair are white, but his face is shining, and he looks quite contented.

The old man held a white crutch in his hand and said with a smile.

"Mr. Meng, I haven't seen you for several years. How are you?"

Hearing the old man's words, Po Meng slowly raised her head.

Her eyes are extremely cloudy, and there is no vivid charm.

If you look at Po Meng, you will find that her eyes are like dehydrated longan without any fresh taste.

"Haha, you and I are born with the same roots, so why bother talking about such nonsense."

Po Meng's voice was hoarse, she coughed violently, her body swayed slightly, and she looked extremely exhausted.

Seeing Po Meng's miserable appearance, Yue Lao shook his head helplessly.

When he came to Po Meng's side, his words were full of vicissitudes of life, and he said, "Why are you doing this?"

"Naihe Bridge is indeed the Holy Land of Love, but the seven emotions and six desires that pervade it are more terrifying than we imagined. Even if you meditate day and night, you can't stop being eroded by Love. Rather than suffering in the eighth level of Love,

If you don’t want support, it’s better to find another way.”

"No, we don't have much time left." After hearing Yue Lao's persuasion, Meng Po frowned and said very firmly.

She looked at the sky covered with dark clouds in the underworld, her eyes were deep, and she didn't know what she was thinking in her heart.

Po Meng murmured: "As far as I know, Pingxin has never stopped practicing. She is not willing to be suppressed by the way of heaven, so she completely controls the six paths of reincarnation, breaks the shackles of the underworld, and uses the means of ghosts to make the witch clan

The strong man returns to prehistoric times."

"I am able to sit firmly on the Naihe Bridge now because I still rely on the power of the saint in my body. However, as Pingxin's foundation becomes more and more abundant, these advantages will soon disappear."

"If there are no accidents in my deduction, after the end of Journey to the West, the underworld will return to Pingxin's hands again. By then, except for Manjushri Bodhisattva, I am afraid that no one will have the opportunity to intervene in the six paths of reincarnation."

Hearing this, Yue Lao couldn't help but frown.

He looked in the direction of the underworld with a bit of fear in his eyes.

Yue Lao couldn't help but sigh and said: "I thought that the heaven would be peaceful and the underworld would be peaceful and peaceful, but I didn't expect that the same situation would be overrun with cholera."

"Do you have a solution?" Po Meng frowned slightly and asked.

Yue Lao shook his head and said there was nothing he could do about this situation.

"Many powerful men of the Beiming Demon Clan are gradually breaking away from the control of the main body. Her demon fortune is continuing to decline. Now I am afraid that I am unable to intervene at all. If we want to solve the situation, we must rely on us."

"Then, what should we do?" Po Meng frowned slightly, already having a guess in her mind.

Yue Lao's eyes flickered and he murmured: "Meet in the journey to the west, make plans from it, and use the power of the calamity to complete the last gap in the path of love."

"Join in Journey to the West~"

Po Meng frowned and thought about countermeasures.

Yue Lao waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I can freely decide on this matter."

After saying that, he flicked his finger.

In an instant, the light is brilliant and colorful.

A girl wearing a blue dress slowly walked out of the smoke.

The girl's face looks extremely bright, as if it is the spring sunshine, warm and warm.

"Junior Wandu, I have met two seniors."

The girl said with great respect.

"Wandu, Lady Wandu?" Po Meng's eyes were slightly surprised.

"However, these are the friendly forces I recruited several years ago." Yue Lao explained with a smile.

He looked at Madam Wan Du and said, "The Journey to the West has begun, and it's time for you to repay the karma you caused back then."

After speaking, Yue Lao took out several times the shells and solemnly gave them to Lady Wandu.

"These shells are the resources of love. They are called no return. Bury them in the soil and they will meet the long-standing Lihe River in the execution ground. Wandu, do it."

"Yes!"

Lady Wandu bowed and left quietly.

The void shattered, and the body stepped out.

Lady Wan Du is a quasi-sage, and her escape skills are naturally extremely strong, but in the blink of an eye, she arrived at the border of Dongsheng Shenzhou.

She looked at the magnificent ocean and the towering mountains, and she couldn't help but feel filled with emotion.

"When the teacher was still alive, he once told me that the vastness of the world and the beauty of all things can only be found in Dongzhou. It turns out that this place is so rich."

Lady Wandu waved her hand lightly, and in an instant, dots of dazzling light condensed into it.

The brilliance flashes vertically and horizontally, changing unpredictablely, and finally turns into a luxurious and elegant fragrance car, which continues to fill the air with dense clouds.

Lady Wan Du quietly sat on the fragrant car and stretched out her hand, taking out a delicate jade cicada.

She looked at Yu Chan with firm eyes and murmured: "The teacher said that my evil corpse will be traveling to the west to measure its calamity. I hope it goes well this time."

Thinking of this, Madam Wandu's eyes became slightly solemn.

She pinched the treasure seal with her hand and blew gently on the jade cicada.

Buzz~

In an instant, Yu Chan came back to life.

The precious light flickers and evaporates, then flutters its wings high into the distance.

There's a show!

Upon seeing this, Madam Wandu quickly drove the carriage to follow the weather.

The speed of the jade cicada is extremely fast, like a meteor streaking across the sky. If you are not careful, you will disappear without a trace.

Lady Wan Du was always cautious and followed behind with all her concentration, continuing to move northwest.

I don’t know how long it took, but the jade cicada never stopped, as if it would never feel tired.

At this time, Madam Wandu frowned slightly, and suddenly felt a little throbbing in her heart.

Supernatural power·Akame!

In an instant, the brilliance of the poisonous path swept thousands of miles.

The poisonous insects within this range instantly turned their eyes extremely scarlet, observing the surroundings.
To be continued...