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He just listened carefully, and the old man continued: "We thought that we had never reached the end of the yang world in this life, and the territory of the underworld must be very large, and if we wanted to go back before the high tide of the Lechuan River, we had to act separately. Because I was young and curious, the others were afraid that I would make a mistake, so they divided me into the outermost safflower field. ”

"But it was pitch black all around, and there were ghost cries, and my curiosity was almost worn out. So as soon as the site was allocated, I picked the safflower as fast as I could, but when I tried to go back the way I came, I found that I couldn't go back. The old man's voice trembled more and more, as if he remembered that moment with endless fear.

"Is the old man lost?" Unexpectedly, the young man's warm voice was still the same, as if it was not affected by the tension in the old man's words in the slightest.

"I found that the way I came from was completely gone, and with every step I took, the footprints of that step disappeared completely. It's like, I've never walked before!"

"I didn't dare to scream, I didn't dare to make a noise, I was afraid that one shout would bring those ghosts. Everything around me was pitch black, except for the fireflies in my arms that emitted a little light......" The more the old man spoke, his voice became quieter and quieter, as if he had been brought into the environment by his memories.

But obviously, his sense of substitution was destined to be interrupted, and he only heard a twenty-five or sixteen-year-old young man ask loudly: "Old man Zou! You talk nonsense with a little side! Everyone knows that you need to use fire to light a fire, which firefly do you bring?!"

"Don't say that thirty years ago, even now, there was a fire break in the village chief's house, and who else has a surplus fire fold in his house? Besides, none of us have been to the underworld, who knows if the fire fold can be lit?" Mr. Zou seemed to be pulled back to reality by this question, and first scolded angrily before explaining.

"Daddy Zou, are you lost? What about later?" the other people listening to the story asked impatiently with these trivial details.

"Later, as I walked and walked in the dark, and it became darker and darker, and suddenly a gust of wind blew, and I fell into a huge hole, which seemed to have no bottom......

The old man's words stopped abruptly, and everyone followed his gaze, only to see that at the entrance of the village, a ball of white light suddenly came, and this white light came suddenly, everyone hurriedly closed their eyes, and those who did not have time to close their eyes were red in their eyes, and then burst into tears.

"Ahh

"What is this?!"

"Why is there such a bright light all of a sudden?!"

Just when everyone was surprised, the white light suddenly disappeared like when it came, and the white light disappeared with the storyteller Zou Laozhang.

"Old man Zou?!"

"Hell it, what the hell!"

"It must be that Old Man Zou casually said something about the underworld and was taken away by the people of Qiancheng!"

When the people who originally surrounded Zou Laohan heard the name of Qiancheng, they immediately dispersed like frightened birds, but in a moment, only the blue-shirted young man was left in a circle.

"Hades, Qiancheng, it seems that he is going to see ......" A smile appeared at the corner of the young man's mouth, and his broad eyebrows also stretched, narrowing his eyes that seemed to be full of prosperity, but it did not affect the trace of luxury revealed in his demeanor at all.

Then, a wisp of green smoke came with the wind, and when I looked again, the blue-shirted boy was nowhere to be found.

========I am ======== the dividing line between yin and yang

Three days have passed, Wang Mei is still sitting alone in the dark, the only thing that has changed is that she has changed from kneeling in a daze to looking at her left hand in a slight daze.

Then, I heard her mutter, "This is the power of the hand after it is properly opened?"

Although she is still used to seeing with her divine sense, it does not affect her body to move with it.

In the darkness, Wang Mei straightened her arm, and in the direction of her finger, the originally flat land seemed to have been plowed by someone with a plow, leaving long marks like scratches.

Three days ago, she woke up from a long sleep, feeling refreshed, and the darkness around her was no longer so unrecognizable. She could even see the lines on the trunk of a tree not far from her.

She didn't know that this was the effect of the wood essence qi changing her physique, clearing her eyes, and the extreme yin qi rising and falling in her body. But she could clearly feel that her body was a little different from before.

As a quasi-cultivator, Wang Mei sat and looked inward, and found that the four canons that he wanted to open up before were slowly flowing with the aura of his own attributes at this time. This......

"The yin pole gives birth to yang, the yang master gives birth, and the two organs of your four meridians have been plated with yin qi, and since then you have practiced the art of yin and yang, and you will get twice the result with half the effort. For the first time, Humian didn't ask Wang Mei about it, so he announced the answer.

Wang Mei was a little stunned, and he had a feeling that he was hit by something falling from the sky. But this ethereal sense of happiness was soon punctured by the tiger's face.

"The solitary yang is not born, the solitary yin is not long, you need to comprehend the other three essences within ten years, open up the twelve canons, and then go to the anode to find the yang energy to cover the body, otherwise the yin qi will leak out, and there will be no skin left. ”

When Wang Mei heard this, she couldn't help but smile bitterly at the corner of her mouth, although she had extended her life in this gourd for only half a year, but in just three days, would she have to face a time limit?

There was a "thud", and there was a sudden sound in the silence of the stagnant darkness. Wang Mei was frightened, instinctively opened her eyes, and before she could probe with her divine sense, the movement of the chamber had been clearly imprinted in her eyes.

Five feet in front of her, a rabbit corpse that had broken its head and bled appeared in her consciousness.

"Sure enough...... "There was a hint of clarity on the king's brow—this was already the fourth rabbit.

Although Wang Mei's cultivation was smooth at the beginning, he was just a mortal after all. Besides, her stomach meridian has not been opened, and she can't do the realm of Bigu at all. Yes, she will still be hungry, and she will still die of hunger.

Originally, Wang Mei was also worried, but the resolution of this crisis brought a trace of inexplicability.

In fact, on the second day of her cultivation, she almost fainted due to hunger. Just when she was almost in a coma, she seemed to hear a female voice, extremely cold but with unconcealable curiosity: "Huh?!

Then her wrists were cold, and then when she woke up, she felt only the smell of blood in her mouth, and her mind found that there was nothing but a rabbit corpse in front of her.

She had never handled the food herself, so for a while, although Wang Mei was hungry, she couldn't do anything about the rabbit.

In the end, Wang Mei sighed and made a decision that was extremely difficult for her.

The next moment, Wang Mei's eyes closed, he reached out to lift the rabbit, and bit it down.

Xu is the most difficult first step has been taken, and after that, Wang Mei's movements have become more and more natural. Like the ancestors thousands of years ago, she tore with her hands and bit with her teeth, barely separating the rabbit meat from the rabbit skin.

And when she resisted the urge to vomit and chewed the bloody rabbit meat raw, Wang Mei felt for the first time that the taste after being refined by the fire essence was so tormenting.

Since then, every once in a while, before Wang Mei's stomach starts to bark, a rabbit will be "killed" not far from her.

Is this the so-called "waiting for the rabbit"? Wang Mei smiled self-deprecatingly, got up and walked to the rabbit in the distance. As soon as she moved, the thick darkness around her seemed to move, and if someone was there at this time, she would see that the cathode, a humanoid object composed of yin qi, that had never even appeared in the ghost, moved slowly.

When she approached the rabbit, Wang Mei couldn't help frowning when she saw the tragic scene of the broken blood, but she also knew that she had no other choice, in this place where there was no water and no food, she had to drink blood to hold out until she could walk out.

Secretly gritting his teeth, Wang Mei reached out and picked up the rabbit, and sure enough, the "hit" rabbit had a huge wound in the neck, just enough for her to suck. Wang Mei gritted his teeth, put his mouth close to the wound, and closed his eyes no longer to look at the dead rabbit's still red eyes.

Seeing her so "acquainted", a smile appeared in a certain green eye that was slowly walking away, and she quickly integrated into the already dark environment.