Mu Qingwan's soft voice made Zhao Ping feel wet, shook his head, and said unhappily.

"Talk well, it makes me so dry,

Mu Qingwan nodded aggrievedly, oh!

Zhao Ping pointed to the dark clouds not far away and asked, "Let me ask you, what are you going to do with the dark clouds where the souls gathered that day?"

It's simple, the stick in your hand is the host of these unjust souls, and you can just suck these unjust souls into the stick.

Zhao Ping looked at the wooden stick in his hand in surprise.

Is this black thing still a magic weapon?

In fact, this is the ontology of the Iron Tree, if you can neutralize these unjust souls, liberate the ontological potential of the Iron Tree, and let it bloom, you will obtain a very powerful artifact.

Zhao Ping was taken aback, the artifact is so powerful!

The magic weapon is made by mortals, the artifact is made by heaven and man, the two are different from the clouds, and the artifact is not subject to the law, that is to say, if Zhao Ping can really get a magic weapon, I am afraid that it is possible to win if he challenges the creation level with the level of divine luck.

All in all, the power of the artifact is definitely more powerful than all the weapons in the world.

Zhao Ping excitedly groped for the black stick in his hand, and now he finally picked up the treasure.

You'll follow me in the future, but your name has to be changed, it's too unpleasant.

Mu Qingwan said curiously: Zhao Ping, you said that this thing was originally a hellish thing, what is the best name for it?

Zhao Ping thought for a while and said: The clouds and rain in Montenegro are crying and breaking their bowels, and the painting is unharmed.

Since this thing has caused so many unjust souls, I want to redeem it and bloom in the future, so I will call it a flower of hope for life

Mu Qingwan praised: Good name, Zhao Ping, it seems that you are sure to make this iron tree bloom!

Zhao Ping smiled mysteriously, if I can get out of death row, I will have a way to make the flowers bloom in the future.

After speaking, he took the flower of hope for the past life and faced the dark clouds where the souls gathered.

"Rebirth in the Pure Land, stay unintentionally, everyone enter my rebirth flower, I, Zhao Ping, promise to give you a transcendence, smoothly enter reincarnation. ”

When it comes into contact with the flower of the past life, like a whale sucking water, the black cloud continues to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye until it disappears.

Zhao Ping saw that the black clouds had all sucked into the Flower of Hope for the Afterlife, and as soon as he was satisfied, the Flower of Hope for the Death fell back into Zhao Ping's hands.

"Mu Qingwan, I don't have to pass the level. Zhao Ping looked at the Iron Tree Hell that no longer existed under the dark clouds, and he didn't know if it was a pass.

Mu Qingwan didn't have a good airway, it's the first time I've met someone as fierce as you, and I've turned hell upside down.

It stands to reason that you can't pass the test without getting a first-class medal, and you won't be able to enter the next level of hell.

But now that hell has been destroyed by you, where can you get a first-class medal, so as long as you can enter the next hell, you will be considered to have passed.

Zhao Ping scratched his head, how can this make me find the lower hell.

In the past, there was an elevator or teleportation, but now let him find it, this is really hell!

And just when Zhao Ping was embarrassed, a billboard flew in front of him.

Hey, it's not a sign at the entrance to Hell, and I can't follow it to find other entrances to Hell.

When it was too late, the billboard flashed, and Zhao Ping followed closely behind, and soon saw a pond of water.

The billboard fell and plunged into the silt at the edge of the pond.

Zhao Ping fell, stood by the pond and looked at the billboard.

Evil Mirror Hell, if you successfully pass the level, you can get four first-class medals, and you can get the opportunity to exchange the first-class medals to return to the world.

Zhao Ping smiled without laughing, Mu Qingwan, what kind of sassy setting are you, can you still redeem a ticket home?

Mu Qingwan said seriously: "I am also good at human nature, the passpers are pretentious, but after three levels, almost no one will believe that they can go on all the time, if I don't give them some hope at this time, it won't force them to commit suicide collectively." ”

Zhao Ping smiled bitterly and said: I think you are almost halfway through the fight.

Mu Qingwan didn't speak, if she was in front of him, she would definitely give him a fierce look.

Zhao Ping didn't say anything more, at least now he finally had a way to the next layer of hell.

Stepping over the billboard, Zhao Ping walked into the pond and floated on the water, and when he entered the water, the pool under his feet was infinitely magnified.

Zhao Ping was no longer surprised, knowing that once he stepped into hell, there would be no turning back, and now that he had stepped into the hell of the evil mirror, there was no way back.

Zhao Ping stabilized his mind and walked forward slowly, hell was treacherous, and he took every step extremely carefully.

After walking for a while, the water surface became more and more smooth, and the reflected Zhao Ping's appearance became clearer and clearer.

Zhao Ping was a little confused, am I walking into the mirror?

Zhao Ping questioned Mu Qingwan, but Mu Qingwan had stopped talking, Zhao Ping understood that when he entered Hell, Mu Qingwan could no longer help him, otherwise the Hell Enchantment would add more resistance to himself.

"It's really useless double cultivation, I thought I could open it, how do I know that I have to rely on myself, and I don't know what the hell this evil mirror hell is, how can I pass the test without a single hair." ”

Zhao Ping was bored thinking, walking aimlessly, not knowing what he was going to do, let alone what was waiting for him.

As he walked, Zhao Ping found that everything around him was the same, and he couldn't tell the direction anymore.

Gradually, the more time passed, the more confused Zhao Ping felt, and finally Zhao Ping felt that he was going crazy, and if it continued like this, who could stand it.

"Is there anyone? Is there a ghost? Is it a human or a ghost? ”

Zhao Ping didn't leave, he sat on the surface of the water for a long time, and a ripple spread out, attracting attention.

When Zhao Ping looked down at the water, he suddenly found that Zhao Ping actually saw the face of his tenth life under the ripples.

Zhao Ping was startled and stood up.

"How can this be, how can mine become ten. ”

Zhao Ping touched his face, but there was nothing unusual, so how could he reflect ten looks on the water?

"What the hell is this, is this going to do that?"

Zhao Ping yelled, "Gatekeeper, you come out, how long are you going to trick me..."

It's a pity that Zhao Ping's roar didn't respond at all, not even an echo, just like the sound entered the sea, and there was no more result.

"Hey, did you have an answer... Is this going to drive people crazy...

Zhao Ping hit the water with a stick, as if it had been hit into rubber, and there was not even a splash.

"The people in the dream of Red Mansions, it is ruthless to ask again.

Intruder, you have too many affairs, I just sorted it out for a long time, I'm late, I'm sorry..."

Zhao Ping saw a big fat man slowly rising up from the water.

Zhao Ping saw that someone was finally coming, and said excitedly.

Thankfully, someone finally came to take care of me, and if I didn't come, I would be in a psychiatric hospital...

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