The sky was dark and low, ghostly fires were wafting everywhere, a wide river was filled with bones and bones, huge and boundless, the banks were covered with blood-colored flowers, and over the river, black clouds rolled and hurricanes roared.

A stone bridge spans both banks, standing still on the surface of the river where black clouds roll, but there is a figure on the bridge being chased by the ghosts of the Yin soldiers behind it.

The figure had a firm look in his eyes, and while dodging the pursuers behind him, his eyes stared straight at the opposite side of the stone bridge.

"You bastards, you catch me in your dreams every day and pour Meng Po soup, you must not be allowed to succeed this time!"

The figure was as swift as the wind, and soon crossed the bridge and rushed to the opposite bank.

An old woman was holding a broken bowl and smiling at the figure rushing over.

"It's you old thing again, I'll fight!" the black shadow roared angrily, smashing out the jar in his hand.

The old woman was obviously shocked by the movement of this figure, this was the first time in her life, and in a trance, she only heard a bang, and the jar smashed on her body.

"Ahh......hh

The boy in the jar was drenched in urine on the old woman's body, and her whole body was wet like a chicken in soup, and the fishy smell made her as disgusting as if she had eaten a dead mouse, and she screamed softly, like crazy.

The figure flashed, and the old woman felt a lightness in her hand, and then something frightened her.

The figure snatched her broken bowl, and the liquid in the bowl was spilled out of her pocket, pouring her all over again.

Zizi ......

As if sulfuric acid was poured on her body, the old woman smoked all over her body, and soon holes appeared on her body, and her face disappeared piece by piece, and finally turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared.

The ghost of the Yin soldier behind him was also so frightened that he turned around and ran, and was pushed to the opposite side of the bridge by this figure carrying a broken bowl and carrying his buttocks, and this was the end of the matter.

"It's weird, not only is it okay after drinking so much, but I feel that my spirit is better than a day, why are they destroyed?"

This figure is not very old, with a delicate face, and his eyes are full of contemplation, but he can't figure it out after thinking about it, and in the end he simply doesn't care.

Looking at the turbid waves of the Lechuan River, his face showed a look of shock, and he watched the roar of the huge waves while waiting for his body to wake up from the dream.

But after standing for a long time, he found that he was still standing on the Nai He Bridge, and he couldn't help scratching his head.

Every time I am poured disgusting yellow soup, I will automatically wake up from my dream, do I have to drink that thing?

But even if you want to drink it, now that the bowl is empty, where can you make yellow soup?

He walked around the bridge with a broken bowl, and when he came to the bridge, he was attracted by a strange thing.

Squatted down, put the broken bowl aside, and looked at the stone platform curiously.

Shitai has seen it in a dream for a month, but I really haven't looked at it so closely.

The stone platform is half a meter high, gray, and the top is pitted, a bit like a meteorite, he stretched out his hand and touched it, feeling very rough.

"What do you mean by a broken stone here?" the figure looked back at the stone bridge, and his face showed a look of astonishment, and he found that the stone platform corresponded to the middle of the bridge.

Turning around, his brows furrowed, he picked up the broken bowl from his side, and smashed it on the stone platform with a bang.

"I'll go, so strong?" The figure looked at the broken bowl in his hand and found that the stone platform was smashed with stone chips, but the broken bowl he had just grabbed was intact.

Dangdangdang......

Click!

To his astonishment, as the stone fell off, an object the size of a fist was revealed.

It looks like a stone, but when you hold it in your hand, you can hold it like holding a piece of warm jade, soft and smooth.

There are four finger-sized holes on the surface, just like a bowling ball, just put four fingers in, and they are still connected, just when he was a little speechless, suddenly a fingertip hurt, the huge pain made his eyes black, and then the sky swirled, and his body turned into a streamer and was sucked in.

Then with a rumbling sound, a huge vortex suddenly appeared at the head of the bridge, swallowing and sucking the stones into it along with the Meng Po bowl on the ground, and disappeared together.

The stone bridge was also like a boat in the boiling sea, which was broken by a big wave of the turbid river, turned into rubble in the sky, and fell into the river.

......

When he woke up from the dream, Wang Xiaofan was panting violently, with cold sweat on his forehead, but a smug smile appeared on his face, and he muttered:

"I finally woke up and finally got the old woman to ...... Gah!"

Wang Xiaofan, who was a little proud with his eyes open, was stunned, got up from the bed with a grunt, looked at the unfamiliar room again, screamed, and plopped back.

Immediately, a stream of unfamiliar memories flooded into his mind, hitting his nerves and making him scream one after another.

After a long time, the pale-faced Wang Xiaofan lay on the bed in a daze, as if he had lost his soul.

crossed over, and he actually crossed over to a disciple of the Yundan Sect who was also named Wang Xiaofan in his dream.

The latter had just died due to an erysipelas attack, and his soul had not yet dispersed, causing the two souls to merge together to form a new entity.

A month ago, Wang Xiaofan in his previous life began to have a strange dream, dreaming that he was chased by the ghost of the Yin soldiers on the stone bridge, and every time he was caught, he was poured a bowl of disgusting yellow soup by the old woman at the bridge.

Although it is a dream, but every time after it, I will be shocked into a cold sweat, and the scene is still fresh in my memory, as if I have experienced it myself, but every time I fall asleep, I can't get rid of the entanglement of nightmares.

Since he couldn't get rid of it, he thought about trying to change the dream, and vowed to knock out the old woman's broken bowl, so he collected some boy urine, but he didn't expect to really bring it into the dream.

As a result, he got what he wanted, not only knocked out the old woman's broken bowl, but also snatched the bowl, the only thing he didn't expect was that he was allowed to cross because of a strange stone.

"Yundan Sect, outer disciple Wang Xiaofan, your uncle!" Wang Xiaofan lay on the bed and groaned, sat up slowly, and then tried to jump off the bed with both hands, but he screamed in pain, and his right hand seemed to be pressing something, and it hurt.

When I retracted my hand, I saw that it was punctured, and I tilted my head to look at the bed, and my eyes bulged out.

The broken bowl of the old woman at the head of the bridge in the dream was placed next to his ass.

Wang Xiaofan jumped out of bed with a swish, as if he had seen a ghost, his face turned even paler, and the broken bowl in the dream followed him through?

Suppressing the shock hard, he slowly approached and picked up the broken bowl.

There were several openings in the bowl, one of which still had its own blood stains.

Although it is very broken, the blue patterns all over it are extremely clear, like ghosts and beasts, and it is very hideous.

"Huh, this is ......" Wang Xiaofan suddenly found that the blood stains he left on it were slowly disappearing, seeping into the broken bowl, and after looking at it twice, there was a sharp pain in his hand again, and he saw that the wound on his right hand had blood stains floating out, turning into a blood line and sinking into the broken bowl.

But I wanted to move my hand away, but I couldn't, the broken bowl seemed to be glued to my hand, and I couldn't shake it off.

Wang Xiaofan was so frightened that his soul was scattered, he felt that the strength of his body was peeling off little by little, getting weaker and weaker, and just when he couldn't resist fainting, there was a buzz, and the broken bowl in his hand shone brightly, and then disappeared in front of him.

Immediately, another stream of information poured into his mind, Wang Xiaofan couldn't bear it anymore, rolled his eyes, and simply fell to the side of the bed.

I don't know how long it took, but when he slowly opened his eyes, he was stunned again.

"Netherstone Fetus, it turned out to be Netherstone Fetus, and it fused the broken bowl?" Wang Xiaofan muttered.

The Netherstone Fetus can allow the Yin Soul to reincarnate once with a memory, but because it belongs to the Divine Stone, although the mission has been completed, the other effects have not been lost, and now it is fused with a broken bowl that has crossed together, and has extraordinary abilities.

And the broken bowl is the Meng Po bowl, which has the ability to store the world's filth, poison, obscenity, and turbidity, so to speak, but everything that is harmful to the human body can be collected and refined, and it is a veritable toxin storage device.

Wang Xiaofan's pale face twitched violently twice, and he didn't even have the strength to scold, he slowly reached out his hand, his mind moved, and the Netherstone Fetus appeared on the palm of his hand, but at this time, the Netherstone Fetus had more blue patterns, and there was a halo circulating in it, which was left by the fusion Meng Po bowl.

The mind moved again, and the Netherstone Fetus disappeared again, merging with the palm of the hand again.

"I really don't know what's the use of getting such a thing?" Wang Xiaofan looked blank and sighed that it was not worth it.

Especially thinking about his current identity, his head is even more dizzy, and he almost fainted again.

His status in the Yundan Sect was very low, and he was a handyman who collected waste pills for alchemists, and it was because of his long-term exposure to waste pills and taking defective pills that he died of erysipelas.

The defective pills still have some medicinal effects, which have a certain effect on cultivation, and if they are taken over time, there will be more and more erysipelas in the body, and it will be too late after they are discovered.

"This ...... What's going on?" Wang Xiaofan sat up abruptly, staring at the little finger of his right hand.

I saw a black thread slowly extending from the palm of the hand, reaching the tip of the little finger of the right hand, and then I felt something peel off from all over the body, rushing towards the right hand, and the whole palm became pitch black.

"Dan...... Erysipelas!so much?" Wang Xiaofan's eyes widened, and it was not until the entire palm of his hand returned to its true color that he came to his senses.

Looking at the little thumb at this time, the first section has become black and translucent, and all the erysipelas in the body have gathered here.

His heart moved, and he slowly stretched out his little finger and tapped it lightly at the head of the bed.

With a bang, the poison condensed by the little thumb erupted, and the whole bed seemed to have been hit hard, collapsing and turning into pieces.

Ahem......

Wang Xiaofan hurriedly fled, coughing violently for a while, his face full of shock.

With just one click, the whole bed is wasted, and this poison is too terrible, I can't complain that it will be poisoned to death!

Look at the little finger has regained its true color, and the toxin has been completely released.

Wang Xiaofan pondered for a while, turned around and groped in a corner for a while, took out a package, opened it and took out three pills, they were like dried dates that had lost their moisture, Zou Baba.

This is a three-product quenching pill with defective products, although it has some medicinal effects, it also contains erysipelas.

As soon as his mind moved, a suction force gushed out from the Netherstone Fetus, sucking the three pills into the three holes, and then he felt that a trace of black gas came out of the Quenching Pill, and all of them poured into the fingertips of the little thumb.

Although the color is not as dark and translucent as before, it is noticeably darker than elsewhere.

At the same time, Wang Xiaofan felt as if something had been pulled out of his head, and the pain almost exploded, but he finally stopped.

Enduring the feeling of dizziness, he slowly spread out his palm, revealing a pill, round and smooth, crystal clear, like a gemstone.

Pinched it and put it under his nose and smelled it, the medicine was mellow and fragrant, so he couldn't help but moan.

"Unexpectedly...... Unexpectedly, he fused and condensed three defective pills into a complete pill?And it was so pure?" Looking at the quenching pill in his hand, Wang Xiaofan was dumbfounded.

"Wow!" After a long time, he let out a long breath of turbidity, feeling that his mind was as dizzy as paste, knowing that the fusion pill consumes spiritual power, and if there is no recovery of the elixir to restore the mental power, and then the fusion of the elixir, it will definitely be consumed alive.

However, he was basically sure that after fusing the Meng Po Bowl, the Netherstone Fetus not only had the ability to detoxify and gather toxins, but also had the powerful ability to fuse pills.

The ninja's heart was excited, and Wang Xiaofan lay on the ground and was dizzy for two hours before recovering.

Picked up the fused quenching pill and put it in his mouth.

"Boom!"

Suddenly snorted, his face instantly turned red, his whole body was numb, like electricity, and there were bursts of tingling pain, he wanted to scratch but didn't know where to start, and he was uncomfortable to death.

Two hours, it lasted for two hours, Wang Xiaofan also hummed and chirped for two hours, and as soon as the effect of the medicine passed, the whole person was paralyzed on the ground, sweat wet clothes, and even the strength to move was gone.

"It's so terrible medicinal properties!" Wang Xiaofan remembered the experience that life was worse than death just now, and he still had palpitations, the effect was more than three times better than that of the quenching pill refined by the sect, and the quenching pill of the defective product could not be compared with it, and the effect was very different.

"The realm has also improved!" Sensing his strength again, Wang Xiaofan couldn't help but be shocked.

The triple level of refining the body realm was brought up by him by taking pills, but this has reached the limit, and it will have no effect at all if he takes it in the future.

But this time, it has improved a lot, and in his estimation, two more will definitely be able to break through to the fourth level of the body refining realm.