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In winter, the sun rose late, and there was only a glimmer of light, rising from the end of the horizon, and crept up, as if it did not dare to alarm the silent night on the land of the nineteen continents.

Without the nine-headed bird, the nine-headed river seems to be no different from more than 600 years ago.

It originated silently and stubbornly from nine places, from the heights of the snowy region, from the top of the cliff mountain, gradually converging.

It flowed through the three regions of north, south and middle, like an open fan, and countless rivers together with it weaved a huge net, covering the vast nineteen continents.

The Qianxiu mound of Yashan rests quietly on its river beach, sleeping in the remnants of the night when the grass is overgrown.

It rushed past, passed through countless river bays, rounded a great bend, and finally approached the largest plain in the entire Middle Regions, and the eleven most majestic peaks on the plain.

That's the eleventh peak of Kungo.

The golden sunlight finally erupted from the night, illuminating the sky and the heavenly halls high above.

The semi-circular stairs go up one step at a time, still with a sense of desertion.

The sunlight rests on the last step, but does not continue upward.

The platform on the top floor was shrouded in shadows, but there was a faint stream of light passing by.

It was a broken Chengtian jade tea cup, and the tea cooked could be made to the monk's spiritual platform, which made people feel comfortable and calm.

But at this moment, there was only a snow-white fragment, which was particularly shocking in this Heavenly Hall.

Ten chairs were placed on either side of the platform, and the highest chair was on it, but no one sat on it.

The real person stood in front of him, his body frozen like a sculpture, motionless and silent.

The ten elders below, whether they were white-haired or handsome as teenagers, were all silent.

This deathly silence lasted from the second half of yesterday night to this moment.

When they were summoned by Hengxu Zhenren, they had already seen the teacup fall to the ground.

Hengxu real person, the first seat of Kunwu, the leader of the three thousand on the left.

He crossed the conscience, and even experienced a long period of enlightenment, and now he is the seventh powerful monk who has returned to the void realm, and he has long passed the time when his mind fluctuates.

Now, there is still something that can disturb him, even anger.

They did not say a word or say a word when they came in, but sat like this for most of the night, until the sun rose.

Maybe it was the sunshine that came in from outside, the world that was brightened, and suddenly entered the eyes of the real people of Hengxu, which made him slowly come back to his senses.

He had been motionless like a sculpture, and his accessible eyes suddenly moved.

When I looked up, I looked at the floating stratus clouds outside, and I also saw the square that was illuminated in a snow-white color.

Hengxu Zhenren slowly asked, "How are you doing?"

Here it comes!

They are already elders of the same faction, and if they take any one out, they are all famous figures in the cultivation world.

But at this moment, all of them couldn't hold back the tremor that emanated from the bottom of their hearts, and they trembled violently.

An elder in a snow-white robe stood up, his face was not wrinkled, but his hair was already completely white.

He is one of the ten elders of Kunwu, Yan Cheng. When he was young, he traveled to nineteen continents, became famous with a "goose-tail sword", broke through the out-of-body more than three hundred years ago, and became the elder of Kunwu.

Although he is no longer young, Yan Cheng still looks as chic as he was back then.

He bowed down to Hengxu Zhenren, and said cautiously: "Back to the first seat, six hours ago, Zhao Zhuo, Wu Duan, and Wang Qi's three nephews had forcibly explored the hidden realm, and there was still no trace of Xie Shi's nephew. I'm just afraid ......"

The rest of the words need not be said again.

The people who are doing it are all people who have been doing it for hundreds of years, and they are all chilling when they hear it.

What has happened in the past two days has simply exceeded everyone's imagination.

No one dared to believe that it was just an ordinary trial of the hidden realm of Aomine-an, and in the end it would evolve into such a tragic result.

In the evening of the day before yesterday, a disciple of Kun Wu routinely went to clean the apse where the disciple elder's life card was stored, and who knows, he found that one of the true disciple life cards was broken!

At that time, the disciple was so frightened that he hurriedly ran to report it to several elders.

Several elders were also frightened, and hurriedly blocked the news and went to the apse to check.

This look really scared them to speak.

The broken life card does not belong to others, it belongs to Kunwu's most proud genius disciple in the past hundred years, and it is also the most valued Xie Buchen among the disciples accepted by Hengxu Zhenren!

It really dropped a muffled thunder in the air, blowing everyone up.

They hurriedly summoned the Hengxu real people who were outside, but the Hengxu real people at that time did not reply, and it was not until early yesterday morning that they appeared in front of Kunwu Mountain covered in dust.

Insiders can guess that the trip to the hidden realm of Qingfeng Nunnery is only afraid that something terrible will happen.

Of course, there are also elders who are familiar with Hengxu real people, and they even smell such an unusual smell from the faces of Hengxu real people who finally returned.

This feeling is difficult to express to outsiders, but at this moment, it is really spreading throughout the Great Hall of the Heavens.

Among the true disciples, the eldest disciple Zhao Zhuo, the third disciple Wu Duan, and the fourth disciple Wang Ke are almost all dragons among people.

After Hengxu Zhenren came back, he directly sent these three people out to inquire about Xie Buchen's news.

The life card is broken, which actually proves that this person is gone.

Hengxu real people still have to send people out to investigate, which is really confusing, but they don't dare to ask more.

Now that he heard Yan Cheng's return, the atmosphere in the Heavenly Hall became more and more silent.

Because, until yesterday evening, they didn't know that the matter was not just as simple as Xie Buchen's accident.

There were six people in the hidden realm of Qingfeng Nunnery, and only three people came out safely, namely Lu Xiangleng, Xiahou Amnesty, and Rudandan.

They sent a message to the master on a remote island in the world, and reported peace.

But at the same time, the news was also spread by the teacher: Zuoliu, Jianchou and Xie Buchen, who were in the same company, had no news and did not know their life and death!

The moment the news reached Kungo, almost everyone exploded.

Leaving aside the left stream of no sect and no faction for the time being, the remaining two people, one is the genius of Kunwu, the most important place for Hengxu Zhenren, and the other is the rookie of Yashan, the only disciple of Fudao Mountain for more than 300 years, and even once appeared on the one-person stage.

Such two people, shining brightly, will clearly become the existence that the entire nineteen continents look up to in the future, and now they are all in trouble?

And......

The reason for the accident is most likely because of "infighting".

As long as they thought about it deeply, all the elders felt a chill in their hearts.

There is no such thing as a coincidence.

Even if this is a coincidence, what kind of impact will it have on Kunwu and Yashan, the two giants of the Central Domain?

No one can predict it.

But no one wants anything to happen.

It's just that when they moved their eyes to the face of Hengxu Zhenren, that kind of ominous premonition was getting worse little by little.

Hengxu Zhenren slowly turned back, and his calm gaze, with a slight coldness, crossed the faces of the ten elders.

"The general order is that all Kunwu of the left three thousand will send disciples and return on the same day. ”

Flat voice, even a kind of old age.

But the moment it reached everyone's ears, it was earth-shattering.

The ten elders all widened their eyes in horror, and there was even a coldness that came up from the soles of their feet, making their hearts tremble!

What does it mean to recall all Kunwu disciples and what are you preparing for......

Almost without saying!

After Hengxu Zhenren finished saying this short sentence, he didn't look at everyone again, and slowly walked down from the top of the Great Hall of Heavens with his hands in his hands, following the long steps.

Its figure eventually slowly disappeared on the stairs.

Back Mountain.

"Boom la la ......"

The sound of the waterfall could be heard from afar.

Hengxu Zhenren walked silently on the fallen leaves all over the ground, passing through the secluded forest mountain road, and when he heard the sound of the waterfall, his footsteps stopped unconsciously.

The waterfall rushes down, splashing a crystal white spray.

The bottom of the stone pond is washed by flowing water, which looks extremely deep.

In front of him, there was a simple wooden house built against the mountain, and a pretty figure was standing in front of the wooden house.

The surrounding trees are all withered, and they look quite bleak.

That wooden house, in this place, suddenly showed a bit of dead silence.

In Gu Qingmei's opinion, this place has lost its vitality.

Senior Brother Xie hasn't come back yet.

She was locked up by Gu Pingsheng for a long time, and now she finally cultivated, but she learned that he had gone to the hidden realm of Qingfeng Nunnery.

The door of the wooden house in front of me was still locked, a simple small copper lock, without any ingenuity.

This is the lock used by mortals on an isolated island on earth.

Xie Buchen seemed to have a soft spot for these things that were used by mortals.

Whether it is pen, ink, paper, inkstone, or those four books and five classics resting on the bookshelf, or this lock, or the "seven points" he hangs high on the wall......

Fingers swept over the copper lock, Gu Qingmei bit his lip, and finally said to himself: "Just look, use magic to open this lock, and then lock it back, senior brother won't know." ”

After murmuring like this twice, her mind settled.

A finger pinched slightly, and a snow-white light flashed.

The small copper lock opened in one fell swoop, Gu Qingmei hurriedly pulled it open, and then slowly pushed open the two doors......

"Squeak......

"What are you doing here?"

An old voice suddenly sounded.

At that moment, Gu Qingmei's hand trembled, and he hurriedly turned around in fright, and was shocked to find that at some point, Hengxu Zhenren was already standing behind him.

Dressed in a simple robe, his face still seems to be as peaceful as before.

Can......

Gu Qingmei easily found that today's Hengxu real person was not the same, and under those eyes, a glimmer of light leaked out, which made people feel a faint coldness that made people shudder!

She had almost forgotten how to speak, and only stammered, "Head." First ......"

Hengxu Zhenren glanced at her, no mood swings, and then moved his gaze from her to behind her.

Those two doors have been opened.

The furnishings inside the door were unusually messy, and a few pages of rice paper were scattered on the ground.

On the long case, the pen and ink are all there, it seems that the master did not put it away when he left, and a page of rice paper on which the words were written was spread out, and there was no paperweight at the edge, only a long sword made of mortal iron was pressed.

It was the mortal sword that Xie Buchen brought back from the isolated island in the world.

Hengxu Zhenren clearly remembers that this disciple's habits are very good, the room is always neat, and all the pen, ink, paper and inkstones will be placed in a fixed position, and there will never be chaos.

This is a man in control, and he will not allow anything to escape his control.

Can ...... now

Hengxu Zhenren slowly closed his eyes, remembering the rift between him and Fudao in the Northern Regions Zen Buddhism, which could not be concealed.

Xie Buchen is Kunwu's hope for dealing with the Hundred Years Tribulation, and he is an existence that can save the entire Kunwu and even replace him as the leader of the Central Domain.

But even so......

So what?

"Fudao ......"

An extremely obscure murmur.

The gaze of the real person was fixed on the mortal sword, and it seemed to fall somewhere in the void.

No one knows what he's thinking.

***

Polar Domain.

It's already getting dark.

The excited little head ghost finally calmed down, apparently he had forgotten his bold slap on the shoulder and the bold words he had said to Jianchou before.

Holding two copies of "Copy of the Mandate of Heaven" in his hand, he was unprecedentedly satisfied in his heart, and only said: "It's almost time, let's go to pick up the division!"

The big-headed ghost is actually very sleepy.

He and the small-headed ghost are not cultivated enough, and it is normal to be tired after tossing for a night like this.

When the little head ghost spoke, his upper and lower eyelids had already begun to fight, and he only nodded and yawned loudly.

It's just that today's trip to the leading division is a must-go.

You must know that this is the day of the "Mandate of Heaven", and Judge Chu will appear in person, which is an excellent opportunity, and it cannot be missed.

Therefore, although he knew that the big-headed ghost needed to rest, he could only force him and walk towards the door.

It was only with his front foot that he stepped out of the threshold, and he immediately remembered something, hesitated, and said to the big-headed ghost: "You wait a minute." ”

As he spoke, he walked back.

Seeing that he was still sitting at the table, but there was no sleepiness, and there was still a faint smile on his lips, he was staring at the oil lamp that had been extinguished.

"Hey!"

The little head ghost screamed.

I don't know why, he feels that there is still something wrong with the words called "see sorrow", as if he thinks that there is something wrong with others directly calling him "Xiaotou".

Seeing the sorrowful voice, he turned around and was a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"This, I'll leave it here for now. We said okay, you can't touch them. Now they are ours. ”

The little head took off the sword and the two bags that hung from his waist, put them back on the edge of the door, and leaned back against them, and spoke to her with extreme seriousness, reminding her not to forget what she had said.

I was dumbfounded when I saw it.

She really didn't expect that there would be such a ...... in the world

Silly ghost.

I opened the bag with my spiritual sense, but I couldn't see anything.

Seeing that he glanced at the small-headed ghost a few times, he still nodded.

However, when she saw that the little head was about to leave, she spoke again: "Wait a minute. When I first arrived in the Polar Domain, I don't know what the situation is here, and I wonder if there are any classics here that you can borrow from me for reference?"

After all, what is most lacking now is the understanding of the Polar Domain.

If you don't know anything, you can't start.

Once you can know something, it's a big difference.

I just don't know if the small-headed ghost can agree.

It's actually a bit too much to make such a request directly, but there is really no other way than this.

Seeing sorrow, he looked at the small-headed ghost.

The little head ghost's two red-eyed beads turned around, as if he was considering, and after a while, he stretched out a finger: "Then you have to promise to do us a favor when you go back." ”

A favor?

I didn't expect that this was ......

Promised?

She was a little surprised, and agreed: "Yes." ”

"Haha, then we've decided it!"

The little head ghost suddenly showed a "big money" expression, and without hesitation, he directly took out a page from his sleeve and threw it to Jianchou.

"Here you go, look at it slowly, I know that. By the way, don't go out and walk around now, and if you get caught, don't confess to us. ”

“…… Good. ”

Seeing that she listened to the last admonition, she almost suspected that she had become an idiot on the side of the little head ghost, and couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth: she still understands such a simple truth......

No one will go out to find death.

Shaking his head helplessly, he saw that the little head ghost was carrying two copies of "The Mandate of Heaven", and happily closed the door and left.

The page that was thrown on the table by the small-headed ghost was crumpled, and it was carefully spread out and unfolded, but it was actually not small, and the handwriting on it was also dense, all written with a brush, and the beginning was the words "New Ghost Notice".

At that moment, I finally helped my forehead.

She finally knew that the little head ghost had a "big money" expression on his face.

You even took this thing for yourself?

Is......

Just by looking at the name, this is probably something that every new ghost who comes down will receive.

As a result, this little ghost deceived himself into a "favor".

Fortunately, she didn't think that she could help these two little ghosts now, it was nothing more than literacy.

Therefore, this transaction is not particularly bad.

Although it's a "new ghost need-to-know", I can't write a lot of things in the space, and I guess it's not detailed enough, but it's better than nothing.

Seeing that I was sorrowful, I comforted myself for a few words, but I still calmed down and looked at it.

For her, any bit of information has the potential to play an infinite role.

As expected, the things on the entire "New Ghost Notice" are extremely brief.

She combed through it as she watched, but she had a little understanding of the entire Polar Domain.

Polar domains, mostly below the ground.

A very small part of it is exposed to the ground, bordering the human world, in the easternmost part of the land of the Nineteen Continents to the westernmost part of the isolated island on earth.

The Polar Region is vast and has no end, it is the place where all the ghosts gather, and it is also the place of reincarnation.

The center of the Polar Domain is the Underworld, built on a plain behind the Ghost Gate, and is a magnificent city.

The outer layer of the underworld is the various divisions of the underworld, and each division has a judge stationed there, which is subordinate to different Yan halls.

The inner layer is the place where the ghost cultivators who have already cultivated and have completed their cultivation live, and it is the most extensive layer, which includes large and small ghost cultivators, the ten ghost clans, and even the famous vain death city in the underworld, as well as the entrance to the eighteenth layer of hell.

Further inside, is the core of the entire underworld, Bafang City.

Bafang City, as the name suggests, is the city where the Bafang Yan Hall is located.

The eight Yama halls are located in eight positions in the city, standing tall, overlooking the entire underworld, and also ruling the entire underworld.

There are eight Yan halls in the underworld, and naturally there are eight Hades kings.

From King Qin Guang to King Wheel, every king of Hades has a large number of judges, and the most powerful ones among the judges are called "great judges".

There are ghost officials, ghost messengers, and ghost pawns under the judge.

It can be said that the entire system of the underworld, in the eyes of sorrow, is no different from all kinds of things in the world.

If you want to get the official position of the prefecture, you can basically only rely on hard work, either to be appreciated by the superiors, or to participate in the "Ding Competition" with your own ability.

Ding Zheng is similar to the imperial examination in the world.

Every time the competition opens, there will be countless ghost cultivators going forward and succeeding, among which the Eight Directions Yan Hall and the Ten Ghost Clans each have a certain number of recommended participation places, and the remaining participation places are left to all those who have not obtained the recommendation qualifications to compete.

Among them, the ghost cultivators who were born in the city of vain death are often the most powerful contenders.

Hades told you to die on the fifth watch, but you can't die on the third watch.

But what is collected in the dead city is this kind of new ghost that is different from the life and death contained in the book of life and death, each with its own special characteristics, to a certain extent, it is "dying against the sky".

Therefore, it is a universally recognized principle that "ghosts" emerge from the dead city.

The purpose and process of the entire Ding Contest are basically the same as those of the imperial examination, but the name is different.

The Eight Directions Yan Palace, the Ten Ghost Clans, and even the Divisions of the Underworld can all look for available talents in the process of competition.

There was even a person who passed the "Ding Competition" and became Ding Yuan, won the appreciation of King Qin Guang of the first palace, and was directly promoted as a judge.

This person is now the big celebrity next to King Qin Guang: the chief judge Cui Jue.

I vaguely remember that there were many temples of Cui Jue when he was on an isolated island in the world, and this Cui Jue was more than 100 years ago, he was a Qing official, and he died unjustly, and people sighed.

Unexpectedly, after his death, he actually came to the underworld and continued to be an official, but this time he was a "judge".

She shook her head, smiled, and continued reading.

Behind it is the division of the cultivation realm of the Extreme Domain Cultivator.

The first layer is to nourish the spirit;

the second layer, contemplation;

the third layer, beads;

the fourth layer, jade nirvana;

the fifth layer, the golden body;

the sixth floor, the merger;

the seventh layer, return to emptiness;

the eighth layer, bounded;

The ninth floor, through the sky.

It can be clearly seen in the first two layers that the word "god" is inseparable from the "soul", and it is bound to cultivate the "divine soul".

The realm of "golden body" is very similar to the saying in Buddhism, which is about the physical body that can be condensed after the ghost cultivates the soul.

The small-headed ghost had already mentioned it before, so she wasn't surprised at the moment, at most she was curious about how this soul was going to cultivate.

But when she saw the last three layers of the realm, she was taken aback: returning to the void, having a boundary, and reaching the heavens, this was the same as the monks of the Nineteen Continents!

How is this possible......

I couldn't believe it.

She stared at those words carefully and looked at them again and again, and it was indeed "returning to the void", "bounded" and "reaching the sky"!

A wonderful and terrifying conjecture suddenly appeared in her sad heart, which made her unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

"Hula. ”

A gust of wind blew through the cracks in the window, and it was a little cold.

The sorrowful finger just pressed the page in vain, and as soon as the wind came, it immediately flew up, and the danger was about to run out from the sorrowful finger.

Fortunately, she saw the opportunity quickly, and hurriedly pressed it hard before re-setting it on the table.

A crumpled page, looking fragile.

Seeing that the sorrow slowly came back to his senses, this page had already seen the end, and only a short line remained.

She casually looked over.

"Note: After the war in the Yin and Yang Realm of Shijiazi, there was no nine-headed bird, and the souls of the monks of the Nineteen Continents were not accepted, with the exception of the two sects of Buddhism and Zen Esoteriac. The souls of mortals on isolated islands in the mortal world make a book of life and death, and escort them to be tortured or sent to the six realms of reincarnation. ”

There was a great war before the ten jiazi, and I knew it when I saw it, and the nine-headed bird died, and there was no reincarnation in the nineteen continents, and I knew it when I saw it.

But she didn't know that the two sects of Buddhism and Zen Esoteric were the exception among the monks of the Nineteen Continents!

The feeling at that moment was not just as simple as being frightened.

It's just such a simple "note", which suddenly aroused infinite doubts and remembered too many things.

But these things came one after another, and her whole head was chaotic, and it was difficult to sort out a thread.

The whole page has been read, and I already have a general understanding of this extreme domain, although it is not detailed enough, but I am not so panicked.

She exhaled slowly, dispelling all the complicated conjectures and thoughts out of her mind, and reached out to fold the page and return it to him when the little head returned.

But at the moment when his finger pressed on the last four words of "six reincarnations", the whole person suddenly stiffened.

The qi and blood all over the body stopped at this moment.

Her stiff fingers looked extremely white, and the crumpled paper looked good, but between such a white finger, there was an extremely piercing bright red!

A little silver light flickered between her fingers.

Seeing that he slowly raised his hand, he saw the red rope wrapped between his fingers, a silver lock.

"The souls of mortals on isolated islands in the mortal world make a book of life and death, and escort them to be tortured or sent to the six realms of reincarnation ......"