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Illuminating the street in front of you is the colorful light of the surrounding buildings.

The eighteen-story ground floor is like a sweeping storm, reaching straight to the sky, and seems to merge with the dark canopy.

Zhang Tang stood at the mouth of the excessively wide street, a dark and narrow alley.

Hearing that he didn't ask anything else, he was a little surprised when he asked about the thousand-year cultivation alone, and looked back and said, "The thousand-year is a vague statement, and it's not much worse. The real formation of the underworld is only ten jiazi, and all kinds of records are not complete, and the definite theory only knows that he was already in the extreme domain before ten jiazi. ”

Before the ten jiazi, it was a battle in the yin and yang realm.

Prior to this, Polar Domain had undergone a long evolution, and no one knew how long it would be.

From the Yellow Spring, from the Nai He Bridge, from the eighteen layers of hell, a new existence was finally born.

These existences are different from the souls that constantly experience reincarnation, and they are also different from ordinary goblin monsters, born from the Polar Domain, grown from the Polar Domain, similar to ghosts, and different from ghosts.

They can be cultivated, and they have a near-eternal life.

As a result, such an existence gradually became the most unique existence in the Polar Domain, and began to affect the entire Polar Domain: some ghosts began not to enter reincarnation, but instead became ghost cultivators, merging with these existences.

The long river of time has endowed them with more and more powerful power, allowing them to gradually establish the prototype of the underworld, and reach out to the territory of the nineteen continents and the isolated islands in the world.

The monks of the Nineteen Continents were keenly aware of the changes in the Extreme Domain, and realized that these "things" were plotting against each other, but they did not expect that before they could stop it, the monk's reincarnation would be cut off.

As a result, the battle of the yin and yang realm is about to break out.

Based on all the understandings that have been seen and sorrowful, it can be inferred that the monks of the Nineteen Continents were defeated in this battle, suffered heavy losses, and lost the right to reincarnation.

The people of Fudao Mountain once said that when the nine-headed bird dies, it will not return in a ghost car and send the soul into reincarnation, presumably there must be some accident in this battle.

Except for the Buddhist sect that moved to the northern region to retain reincarnation for unknown reasons, all the monks of the nineteen continents, once they died six hundred years after this war, they were truly "destroyed", dissipated in reincarnation, and returned to the dust of heaven and earth.

And the Polar Domain, after this battle, completely established the underworld.

"The leaders of the ten ghost clans are called the ten yin marshals, and they are all born in the Extreme Domain. Some of the eight Yan Monarchs in Bafang City were born in the Extreme Domain, and some were cultivated by ghosts in reincarnation, and their ontologies were different. ”

"After the establishment of the underworld, many things in the polar region began to be recorded. ”

"The Misty Immortal is on the first page of the 'annals' of the underworld. ”

Zhang Tang walked forward slowly, his cold voice wafting through the night.

Seeing sorrow walking behind him, there were two big-headed ghosts and small-headed ghosts behind him. One is that he has only been here for a short time, and the other is that he usually doesn't pay attention to these, and he doesn't have the opportunity to get in touch with the history of the underworld, so he is listening attentively at the moment.

The small-headed ghost pondered for a moment, and couldn't help but speak: "That is to say, the immortal in the fog is older than the underworld!"

Seeing sorrow, but smiling.

The old must be older than the underworld, but in this vast world, what is a thousand years worth?

Today, when the Misty Immortal moved to seal her body, she felt a very strange power, very similar to the "domain" used by Xie Buchen when he fought with Xie Buchen, that is, the power of the "realm".

At the very least, this is a Bounded Mighty Monk, a figure who is only one step away from ascending to the sky.

A fog that has always shrouded her sorrow and aroused her curiosity.

"Haven't there been more records of this man in the underworld, where did he come from, and what is his identity...... What about the Book of Life and Death?"

Before the Ten Jiazi, reincarnation was still covered by the six realms, and the monks of the Nineteen Continents were covered in it.

If the Misty Immortal really came from the Nineteen Continents, the Underworld shouldn't have no record of him.

"As early as when the underworld was first built, everything about the Misty Immortal was erased. ”

Zhang Tang was also very curious about the Misty Immortal at the beginning, and according to his temperament, he always read the file first every time he went to a place, and then started to do things after he was familiar with it.

It's the same with dying to the underworld.

It's just a matter of immortals in the fog, which is really strange to say.

"Some people say that it was the fairy in the fog who wiped it himself. ”

“……”

This time, there is nothing to say about the sorrow.

She frowned, but smiled: "If that's the case, this senior is a strange person." It's just that the more this happens, the more curious I am about his identity. 'not counted' with Yashan, what is the meaning of 'not counted'?"

The words are too wonderful, and for a while, I can't tell whether this is hatred or not.

"It doesn't matter what he says. I'm curious, he said he'll know then, what the hell is going to be?"

The small-headed ghost was still the most curious about this, and said with encouragement: "Why don't you take a look at the stone beads? ”

The stone bead was put in the bag in his sleeve, but he didn't take it out.

"Do you think I haven't seen it? I checked it when I got it, but the Misty Immortal Senior is at least a bounded power, and he said that he will know at that time, even if it is fast or slow, it is impossible for a moment. Rather than that, think about when you can leave. ”

Liberation Heaven Creation Array......

Seeing that I was worried, I remembered all the things mentioned by the misty fairy again.

Somehow, she always felt that this misty fairy didn't have a lot of hostility towards her, but she didn't like it much, and she always had a feeling that she was separated by something.

The other party put what she wanted her to do in the stone bead, and when she went out, she knew what she was going to do.

This proves that most of the things that the Misty Fairy wants her to do are in the Nineteen Continents.

Is it the idea of what you want to calculate, the idea of invasion?

It should be unlikely that such an old man who lives in a small alley and doesn't even care about Bafang City.

That's it......

What are the unfulfilled wishes?

Thinking about it, it is still more likely that the wish is greater.

I couldn't figure it out, and sighed when I saw it: "That's it, let's go back and sort it out again." All the way into the city and found the help of the fairy in the fog, it is already lucky, so I have the direction to go out, and now I still think about what happened in the city of death. ”

Now she is a serious "ghost", although because the three souls and seven spirits are incomplete, so it looks quite stumbling, but walking on the road, there is a strange and relaxed feeling.

At about the time, I could see that this feeling was very novel to the moment, and the small-headed ghost followed, leaning on the side of the sorrow: "It's different from when you were a human, right?"

"Uh...... It's not quite the same. ”

But am I still a human being?

Why do you always think this is a little weird?

I didn't come back for a while.

The little head ghost flicked his sleeves, quite complacent: "I was like this when I first became a ghost decades ago, and I had a very relaxed feeling, like being dressed and walking naked on the road......"

"......" didn't speak.

"You said yes, right?"

The little head ghost hadn't noticed anything unusual, so he asked.

At that moment, I really felt that it was a shame for me to walk on this avenue.

For example, if you hit it to this extent, there is really no one!

The corners of her mouth twitched, and she resisted the urge to turn around and spray the little head ghost's face, and raised her eyes to see the eighteenth floor, which was already very close.

The cornices overlap, and the buildings are high and rise to the sky.

The dark black surface is not luster, and there is a bit of solemnity in the depression.

Seeing the sorrow, he suddenly said: "I remember that you said before that these eighteen floors are upstairs, and if you climb the tenth floor, you can get the appreciation and acceptance of the ten ghost clans, and if you climb the eighteenth floor, you can get the appreciation and acceptance of Bafang City?"

"That's right. ”

The little head ghost suddenly forgot the topic just now, and when he saw that he seemed to be very interested, he couldn't help but be a little excited.

"This is the first time I've been to the City of the Dead, and I've never seen anyone go up to the building. Seeing the sorrowful Dazun, are you going?"

Seeing that he pondered for a moment, he shook his head: "If you can get a chance to leave by climbing the tenth and eighteenth floors, I would be willing to give it a try." For now, let's wait for other opportunities. ”

The scale of the city was huge, and they came from the city gate, and they didn't change the general direction all the way to the alley where the misty fairy lived.

After coming out, he walked towards the city as usual, and at this moment, he really reached the most central place, that is, the bottom of the eighteen-story upper floor.

In the middle, a ring of tall buildings encloses the eighteen floors above ground, like rows of gatehouses, but they are all closed.

I didn't see the entrance after looking at it for a long time.

Zhang Tang said: "This upstairs can only be entered at dawn, and the door will be opened automatically." ”

I see.

Seeing that she looked at the circle of gatehouses, she looked at it carefully, and saw that Zhang Tang had bypassed the eighteen-story upstairs and was still walking forward, she couldn't help asking: "I just entered the city, and now I still need to go to the registration office to register, right?"

"Not bad. ”

Zhang Tang nodded faintly.

Seeing that he was worried, he took it for granted that Zhang Tang was taking them to the registration office.

After passing through the center of the city of vain, I went all the way forward, and passed three or five streets, and next to the street were one house after another, looking like a place where people lived.

Zhang Tang's footsteps stopped in front of two small dark ink gates.

Seeing that she also stopped, and when she raised her eyes, there seemed to be a plaque hanging above her head, but the light was too dim to see what the words were, and she wondered: "Is this the registry?"

Zhang Tang glanced at her inexplicably, there was no ripple on a dead man's face, and he said straightly: "This is the official's mansion." ”

“……”

His home?

Seeing that he was worried, he really didn't react: "But ...... Aren't we going to the registry?"

"Since you are no longer alive, there is no danger, the big head and the small head know how to go to the registration office, this matter should not be the responsibility of the official, just ask the two of them to take you to register. ”

As Zhang Tang spoke, he had already pushed open the door and walked in.

Seeing that he was speechless, seeing that Zhang Tang had already entered, he hurriedly shouted: "But-"

"Bang. ”

Before she could finish speaking, Zhang Tang had already pressed his hands inward with the mean dead face, and the two doors closed mercilessly together.

The door is closed.

Standing outside the door, I was almost dumbfounded with my face between my faces.

The big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost also had a dream-like feeling, and after a long time of coming back to their senses, they suddenly recalled: This is the ruthless face of the dead man! Finally, the return to normal......

But......

"See, see the sorrowful Venerable, I, where are we staying tonight?"

The small-headed ghost's voice trembled, with a crying tone.

Hula, a gust of wind blew.

Seeing that the sorrow was swept away, the wide street was empty, except for the three poor ghosts standing in front of the street door......

She turned her head stiffly, clicking.

"Your underworld, don't you give accommodation to the new ghost?"