The strange man who was missing half of his body looked extremely miserable, but he was laughing so hard that he was out of breath, and his eyes were bulging when he smiled, as if they were about to burst.
He knows the power of Huangquan, and he also knows that the weirdness and mystery of Huangquan cannot be solved by pure strength. Creatures with spiritual intelligence will have desires, and with desires, they will have obsessions that cannot let go and cannot let go.
, if you can’t look away, you can’t escape from the underworld.
The five major water veins of the ancient underworld are the most well-known lines of defense that guard the ancient underworld, and they are not so easy to pass through.
He also did not expect that this extremely young-looking Sanshen Taoist would actually end up in hell.
If in other places, there is only a branch of the underworld, it would be fine. With absolute strength, one can indeed come out of the underworld. But here, it is not just a branch, but there are still fragments of the ancient underworld connected behind it, and it is still guarded by the underworld.
fragments.
If you want to forcefully break out, the power required is not something that ordinary strong people can have. If you really have the power to break the rules, you will not be trapped in the underworld.
The monster man's body slowly recovered. He stood up staggeringly and returned to the shore of the underworld, staring at the girl with a heart and bangs.
The girl's eyes were like pure crystals, looking at the strange man quietly, without sadness or joy, as if she was just seeing a stranger, a stranger who made her a little curious.
After a long time, the girl looked calm and said in a rather serious tone.
"You look so ugly."
The enchanting man touched his inhumanly handsome cheek. Knowing that the girl had directly seen through his true colors at this moment, he was not angry. Instead, he looked at the girl up and down and grinned.
"No wonder you are trapped in the underworld..."
"It turns out that you don't remember who I am at all, and you don't remember everything in the past. You are just a part of her."
In the pupils of the monster man, densely packed runes appeared, turning into circles of light. He looked at the girl up and down unscrupulously, as if he wanted to see through everything about the girl.
After a moment, he shook his head.
"It's no wonder that you are the Taoist Master of the Third Body. You have no cover at all, and I can't see through what part of you you are. In the end, I can only guess based on your current appearance. Who was she when she was young? Or is she still a piece of her heart?
Pure land? Or the goodwill and kindness in her heart?"
He couldn't see through it at all, couldn't guess it, but he wasn't angry at all. Just looking at the girl standing on the water, he felt a kind of inner joy.
I admired Sanshen Daojun's talents, but I also hated her talents. After many years, when I came back again, most of the emotions that I couldn't express suddenly dissipated, and now it turned into a feeling of loss.
Face to face, the other person didn't even remember which onion he was.
Moreover, the strange man glanced at the ferryman carefully. It was completely impossible for him to take action here.
Thinking of the blow just now, he felt a chill on the back of his head.
I thought it was just a dead person, or an obsession that could not be let go of the people who once ferried people. Like countless twisted evil ghosts in the underworld, they were trapped in the underworld. According to the last obsession in life, they are still going on day after day.
Complete your responsibilities in one day.
The difference between him and those evil spirits is that those guys are in the river and the ferryman is above the water.
Who would have thought...
Who knows where a genuine underworld ferryman can come from in this era.
The person who was not hit by the first blow was completely shaken and his body and soul were destroyed, but it was absolutely impossible for him to be like this the second time.
Fortunately, this is just a branch of the underworld. If a genuine underworld ferryman were to take action while standing on the main line of the underworld, he might not even have time to feel how he died, and he would completely disappear from the world in an instant.
Fortunately, this is Huangquan, not Wangchuan, otherwise his death would be even worse.
Seeing the ferryman hanging down one hand, holding the oar in his hand, standing quietly on the boat, motionless, with no intention of taking action anymore, the strange man turned around slightly, bowed his hands to the ferryman and bowed.
"I was reckless, lost my mind for a moment, and offended the majesty of the ancient underworld. I hope you will show mercy."
The ferryman ignored him and remained motionless on the boat.
The strange man thought for a moment, raised a hand, and inserted it directly into his head as if submerged in water. He slowly pulled out a ball of light, and the rich and powerful aura of the soul escaped.
Farther away, those evil spirits who were afraid of the ferryman and the girl seemed to be tempted to reveal half of their heads and peer at them.
The strange man threw the ball of light into the box on the bow of the ship.
"A small apology is not a sign of respect."
The light ball fell into the box and disappeared, and the strange man breathed a sigh of relief. Since he had met the real underworld ferryman, it meant that he might also meet other real bosses from the ancient underworld.
By violating the rules of the ancient underworld, offending the underworld ferryman in front of you is basically equivalent to offending the ancient underworld.
Just in case there is any big shot that hasn’t been completely lost in time...
No, there is no such thing as a contingency, there definitely is.
What's more, if he is unlucky and encounters it again, it will really be over.
"Please help me cross the shore." The strange man bowed his hands again, his tone was very polite.
He took a step forward and came to the edge of the river. As soon as he raised one foot, he saw the Huangquan ferryman, who was as motionless as a statue, raising the oar again, this time without even mentioning the fare.
The monster man retracted his foot without hesitation, pinched his nose and endured it, not even daring to get angry. He was not willing to give the other party another chance to take action.
Obviously, this has been added to the blacklist.
The enchanting man took a few steps back, glanced at the girl with heart-shaped bangs, and cupped her hands.
"Three Body... No, you are not the Three Body Dao Lord. I should call you Ruobing."
"You can just perish here. I'm going to destroy all your back-ups now and see how you come back!"
The strange man looked regretfully at the other side of the underworld, turned around and left.
On the Yellow Spring, the mist steamed, and the lone boat slowly submerged into it, disappearing with the crisp sound of bells.
The girl, standing on the water, had a trace of doubt and confusion in her eyes. She murmured to herself and disappeared into the underworld.
"Ruobing..."
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In the chaotic void, only the main trunk remained, a giant tree shaped like a dead tree, being supported by a huge unicorn as it shuttled through it.
The retreat route behind has completely disappeared, and the existence as a guide and path has disappeared. Only some thin spiritual energy is scattered in this boundless void.
The horned fairy sensed the drifting spiritual energy, constantly adjusted its position, and shuttled through the void.
Its speed is very slow, because it is lost, it does not dare to go fast, and a slight deviation means it will be thousands of miles away. A small mistake means that it can no longer find its direction and will never be able to leave here.
The only guidance is those thin spiritual energy.
But the power of the sacred tree itself is too powerful. After experiencing the tribulation of wind, sky, fire and thunder, the power it contained far exceeded that of the thin spiritual energy.
Originally, it was unwilling to abandon the sacred tree, but now, it is unable to dismount, and it does not dare to abandon the sacred tree at all.
Just this action may cause drastic changes and make it lose its direction.
Now he is moving slowly, sensing bit by bit, and relying on his unique talent from time to time, he can sense a little direction in this vast and chaotic void.
Suddenly, the sacred tree seemed to hit something in the dark void ahead.
The twisted space collided with the sacred tree, but the twisted space could not twist the main trunk of the sacred tree. The violent collision between them suddenly caused a storm.
After an unknown amount of time, the main trunk of the sacred tree forcibly crushed the twisted space, but at the same time, the thin spiritual energy dissipating in the void completely disappeared.
The one-horned fairy didn't dare to move forward anymore. It was floating here quietly against the trunk of the sacred tree.
It's completely lost.
On the bifurcated horn at the front, the spiritual light kept flashing, but nothing could be sensed.
From a crack in the main trunk of the sacred tree, something like black oil overflowed from the crack, stuck to the trunk, and wandered to the root of the tree.
The one-horned fairy stared at the black oil that kept popping out faces one after another. He was extremely calm and his anger was gone.
Before the secret realm collapsed, it watched helplessly as the black oil sank into the cracks in the trees. It was unable to do anything. It rushed out of the secret realm and entered the void. It did not dare to use its power to deal with this strange mass, which would affect its already intermittent direction perception.
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And this strange group of things disappeared into the cracks of the trees, and it was also very honest, not hindering it at all, and the horned fairy didn't care about it.
Now that it is completely lost, it is meaningless to deal with this strange mess.
Countless faces were constantly sinking and rising on the black oil, and each ferocious face was letting out a vicious howl. Those howls turned into rustling whispers, resounding throughout the dead silence of the void.
The power of chaos and madness is like a torrent, which can drag the consciousness of living beings into it, causing them to go crazy and die.
But the one-horned fairy remained motionless, with twisted human faces reflected in his dark eyes, completely unmoved.
As time passed, the faces slowly sank into the black oil, and finally only a human face with three eyes remained on the surface of the black oil.
At this moment, all the chaotic whispers seemed to have reached unity, as if countless people were shouting and roaring at the same time.
"We heard a vicious howl falling in the darkness, from a very far away place.
We can show you the way, but we need you to pay a price, some of your flesh and blood."
The one-horned fairy remained motionless, and a calm and wolfish voice came to his consciousness.
"You go, I can calmly wait for time to annihilate me."
As soon as the words fell, countless faces suddenly began to appear on the surface of the black oil. Chaotic and crazy roars once again turned into a torrent of whispers, spreading unscrupulously in the void.
The one-horned fairy remained motionless, with an attitude of complete indifference, and its mentality was particularly calm.
There is only one intelligent group on the Sacred Tree, and that is the Sacred Tree Clan. As intelligent beings, there are only four that can withstand the erosion of time.
Green caterpillar, green snake, black bird, unicorn.
The green caterpillar is born a different species, and is the only one with intelligence among the creatures born on the sacred tree. However, the green caterpillar is too simple. Even if the years pass, it still only lives according to its original instinct. Everything it does is eat and then sleep.
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The so-called practice and the so-called Dharma are meaningless.
The green snake, the black bird, and the one-horned fairy are not creatures born on the sacred tree.
So they are inherently different.
Among these four great beings, only the One-horned Immortal has the most contact with the Divine Tree Clan, and can learn and understand the most things. Endless years will allow all things to settle down.
The One-Horned Immortal has already seen through life and death, and his mentality is older and more like an elder of the human race.
Without saying anything, it saw through this strange mess.
This strange and inextricable mass cannot get out of its own way. Even if what it says is true and can guide the direction, then it cannot escape from this boundless void.
The so-called need for some weakening, as long as the beginning is started, the greedy and endless weirdness will make further progress. What is needed in the end is all its flesh and blood, and everything it has.
The One-Horned Immortal wants to come to this world and see everything recorded in the knowledge gained by the Sacred Tree Clan.
Its biggest wish is just to take a look. It has no interest in strength, skills, or most of the things that human monks care about. It is only interested in this world.
It's acceptable to wait for time to annihilate it, but if someone can point the way, there's nothing wrong with cooperation.
Time passed bit by bit, and the whispers coming from the black oil became more and more confusing. At the end, the three-eyed human face resurfaced again, and all other faces fell silent.
It was like the roar of countless people in unison, with malicious and evil thoughts, heard again.
"We can show you the way."
"Then let's lead the way." The horned fairy's words were very calm, and there was nothing surprising.
He really didn't know what the strange thing in front of him was, and he had never seen it before, but he knew that all creatures with spiritual intelligence would only choose to survive when faced with this situation.
The ferocious faces appeared again on the black oil, and they began to lead the way for the One-horned Fairy in unison.
The one-horned fairy was still holding the sacred tree, and moved forward slowly and steadily, without any feeling of being eager for quick success.
After moving forward for a while, it stopped for a while, waiting for the countless faces on the strange black oil to point out the direction again.
The speed of moving forward is much slower than before, but at least there is a direction and there is hope.
Time passed little by little, and with hope, the one-horned fairy began to think of other things.
He thought of that very special human race, which was completely different from what he had learned from the knowledge about the Divine Tree Tribe.
It's not like the human monks in the records.
It thought again that when Qin Yang stretched out a hand, it could not help but feel fear.
No one knows everything here, Qin Yang is far away in Jedi Manor.
I don't know that the one-horned fairy that it had forgotten and thought was dead thought of him at this moment.
Qin Yang picked up the green caterpillar, which had shrunk to a foot length, and felt a little distressed when he saw the fragments of the sacred leaves that the green caterpillar was holding in his arms and chewing.
"You can't go on like this. The sacred tree is gone. This is a non-renewable resource. Once you eat it, it will be gone."
"How about you change your taste, or I can find a way to practice for you, what do you think?"