Sharpen the sword behind those drawbridges that extend in all directions.

Fog began to drift around him.

The surrounding landscape gradually distorted, lost its color, and entered a world of black and white......

This foggy black and white world is the underworld.

The deeper the people walked into the drawbridge.

The thicker the fog floats on the surface of the river.

Later, the field of vision has been somewhat affected, and the visibility is less than three meters.

Moreover, this suspension bridge extends in all directions, covering a large area, and if you are not careful, it is easy to lose your sense of direction in the fog, take the wrong fork in the road, and you can't get around.

The lord of Teng made full use of the terrain advantages here, combined the Dead Man's Sutra with these complex suspension bridges, and used the evil nature of the Dead Man's Sutra and the art of Qimen Dunjia to create a labyrinth of the underworld.

That's why.

It took some time for the sword to walk on the drawbridge to the other side, and then walked back again, preparing to take the old Taoist priest and the weeping mourner brothers across the river to the other bank, and then they ran into Jin An, who came down to find them.

Maybe it's because the sword sharpening belongs to the relationship between the dead physique of the living, and the sword cutting doesn't encounter any danger in the underworld, but no one can know what they will encounter when they rashly step into the underworld.

"Everything is calm?"

"Didn't anything happen?"

Everyone looked at each other, and this was really bad news.

Often the calmer the sea, the more storms are brewing, and the unknown is the most dangerous.

"Now we can only come to cover the water and earth, and we can't go back the same way, so we will get ready to get on the suspension bridge and cross the river immediately. "The Captain is ready to leave immediately.

"Of course, we also have to make some preparations......"

"Daochang Chen's corpse oil temporarily covered the breath of the living and deceived those ghosts in the underworld. There is also the little brother who sharpens the sword in charge of leading the way in front and finding the right drawbridge for us to reach the other side of the river safely. ”

"Amitabha, the three poor monks don't need corpse oil to temporarily cover the three fires, and the Buddhist method practiced by the three of us can temporarily close the six senses and blind the diffusion of the mortal breath of the living person's body. ”

The abbot of the White Dragon Temple, dressed in a robe, folded his hands.

The six senses of Buddhism refer to the eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and consciousness.

When everyone heard the words of the three senior monks of Bailong Temple, they were puzzled at first, but then they all showed understanding eyes.

Corpse oil is easy to use, but the taste is a little rushing, and they don't have much prejudice against corpse oil.

Buddhism is pure.

After all, this corpse oil belongs to the yin and filth, and it clashes with Buddhism.

The three abbots of the White Dragon Temple took the initiative to defile the Buddhist gate, and I am afraid that there will be ominous arrivals.

Everyone has no doubts about the strength of the three monks of the White Dragon Temple, and I believe that the three monks must be sure that they will do this, and they will not run to death in a good manner.

Next, the old Taoist priest took out a bottle of corpse oil from his Tai Chi Bagua jacket and began to dip a drop of corpse oil on everyone's shoulders and the top of their heads one by one, so as to temporarily cover the three yang fires of the people, and then, the group held torches in their hands and finally stepped on the suspension bridge.

Since there is a sword sharpening to lead the way, this time everyone simply did not send another person to explore the way, and directly everyone went to the bridge together.

Phew!

"Brother, it's so cold!"

"The underworld is the place where yin energy gathers, and we are now equivalent to the yang body going down to the underworld, which can be regarded as reversing the order of yin and yang, and these yin qi are rapidly consuming our physical body and the source of our blessings in the yang world. There is a difference between yin and yang, this is like the living often stay with the dead, and eventually they will lose their longevity and fortune, and die violently, we must fight quickly and get out of the underworld as soon as possible, so as not to be really affected by the happiness and longevity of the yang world!"

Maybe it's because the Dead Man's Sutra is too big, which makes the weeping brothers serious.

And just between they spoke.

The skin on the body, the contours of the ears, the hair, the eyebrows, the tip of the nose... It quickly condensed a layer of shallow frost.

This is a sign that the yang energy of a living person is resisting the invasion of yin energy into the body.

As soon as Jin An stepped on the suspension bridge, he immediately experienced the taste of ice and fire, the yang fire in his body was like an oven, burning vigorously, his blood and qi were strong, but the skin on the surface of his body was full of coldness, and that chill, with a dignified yin wind, was really unlikeable.

The two weeping brothers continued to speak, and the look that was at the forefront sharpened his sword, and he glanced at the weeping brothers with a blank look, and the two brothers immediately shut up.

The first taboo of walking in the shade: no sound!

Although this time it is not a yin.

But there's nothing wrong with being careful.

Next, the group continued to walk deeper.

In fact, these suspension bridges are badly decayed.

Many of the planks under your feet are rotten and bad, so you need to be careful when you walk, so as not to fall into the river with one foot in the air.

Even sometimes the foot stepped on a little heavier, and the already rotten wooden board was directly broken into several pieces, poof, poof, a few pieces of broken wood fell into the river under the feet, and there was not even a splash, and I don't know how deep it was.

Fortunately, this time, among the people who went down to the Yin Yi River to remove the Dragon King, they were all agile people, and this occasional sudden situation did not interrupt everyone's progress.

Suddenly.

The fog on the suspension bridge began to thicken, and the field of vision began to shrink.

The Book of the Dead breaks the blurred line between yin and yang.

Then use a suspension bridge to connect the two sides of the yin and yang.

so that the underworld is reflected in the sun.

The living in the sun can walk in the underworld.

This is not the yang world in the true sense, nor the underworld in the real sense, but a chaotic domain.

Gradual.

The sound of rubbing began to sound in my ears.

At first, it was sporadic and scattered.

But as I got deeper and deeper into the suspension bridge, the fog around me became more and more, and the whispers that seemed to be the voices of many people began to increase.

At first, there was a faint sound or two.

Later, there are men's angry scolding, wife's sobbing, and children's calling, they seem to be babbling something, trying to hear clearly but can't hear clearly, but when you try to listen, you are polluted by the emotions in the voice, and gradually lured into it, or angry, or sad, or desperate......

Knowing Suosuo –

The voices continued.

On the suspension bridge, several faint torches, like a long snake winding, are scattered on the suspension bridge, and the person who walks in the front is sharpening the sword.

Well?

Jin An suddenly noticed the torch in his hand, extinguished it violently, and lit it up again, and when the torch lit up again, the color of the torch was no longer orange-red.

Instead, it became black and white.

The world of black and white, that's the world of the dead.

They have truly entered the realm of the Book of the Dead.

Jin An looked at the changes in his hand in amazement, the arm holding the torch, the front half was black and white skin, and the back half was the normal skin color of a living person.

When Jin An retracted his hand, the flame of the torch in his hand dimmed and brightened, and it returned to the orange flame of Nanming Lihuo again.

Jin An tried and tested it a few times, he was amazed in his heart, and he was very interested, if it weren't for the fact that there were still many people blocking behind, Jin An would be interested in continuing to play.

Jin An temporarily put away his curiosity, and the team continued to walk forward, and the several orange torches on the suspension bridge also turned black and white with only cold and bleak colors.

Cold.

It's like this black and white cemetery.

Lifeless.

The team continued on the drawbridge, and it was too quiet, too deadly, and there was nothing else except for darkness and mist.

The team walked a short distance across the suspension bridge in the dark.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong all the way, everyone was secretly relieved, it seems that this corpse oil still has some effect.

Just as the team was halfway on the suspension bridge, suddenly, without warning, on the surface of the river with a light mist, a thunderbolt came from behind the team: "Come back!"

This sudden shout, in the silent darkness, like a stick on the head, caught everyone off guard, and the cold hairs on the whole body exploded.

Someone subconsciously turned his head to look behind him, and as a result, the two crying brothers suddenly cried with a whimper at this time: "Don't look back!

Crying mourning, mourning!

It means that there are dead people who are going to be buried!

But.

The reminder of the mourning brothers is over.

Poof!

A thud fell into the water.

Someone jumped into the river.

The team that was still orderly and kept walking silently just now, this time it was a complete chaos, Jin An couldn't help but scold, in the face of unknown danger and the chaos of everyone's own danger, everyone was asking who jumped into the river just now?

At this time, Jin An couldn't calm down, he was in a hurry to find the figure of the old Taoist, and when he saw that the old Taoist had been following him closely, and the person who jumped into the river was not the old Taoist, he breathed a sigh of relief.

People are selfish.

Jin An never denied that he was a selfish person.

When faced with danger, Jin An first cares about the people around him, and then saves other outsiders.

"It's Kuixing's kick fight, it's gone!"

In the chaos, everyone found that there was really one person missing from the team, and it was Kui Xing who was missing the big man who was kicking and fighting.

"Run!"

"There is something in the Jiuqu Huangquan Road under our feet that has been alarmed by us!"

The two weeping brothers glanced at the dark direction behind the team with pale faces, and then anxiously asked which way to sharpen their swords?

It's messed up.

It's a complete mess.

This time, they were given a handful of yin by the dead in the underworld, which caught everyone off guard, and once they lost the opportunity to take a step, they fell into passivity every step of the way.

At this time, it is no longer realistic for them to want to hide.

can only run at full speed, where is there still the effort to take care of the three taboos of walking in the yin, and where is the kung fu to hide his whereabouts.

Jin An saw that the old Taoist priest couldn't run, so he simply picked up the old Taoist priest and ran wildly on the suspension bridge.

Fortunately, they had already covered half the distance, and they had a sharpened sword to lead the way in the fog area, and although there was a little confusion along the way, they finally managed to run out of the drawbridge and successfully reached the opposite bank.

If there was no sword sharpening corpse digger leading the way, in the chaos just now, it was not certain whether so many of them would be able to get out of danger smoothly.

When Jin An regained his ground, the black and white death color on his body faded and returned to the five-colored Taoist robe in the yang world.

When they were out of danger, everyone looked back at the suspension bridge behind them.

Just now I was overshadowed by a dead man, and if I want to change to another team, in that chaos, I must have been wiped out.

"Crying and mourning, what the hell happened just now?"

"Did your brother know something?"

After the initial shock, the captain looked at the weeping brothers with a calm face, this has not seen the dragon king, and he has lost so many manpower one after another.

The chaos just now came so suddenly that everyone didn't see what was happening behind them, only the voices of the crying brothers.

The weeping brothers first glanced at each other with palpitations.

Now think about it.

They were still a little chilling.

If it hadn't been for Kui Xing's unlucky turn to look behind him just now, it would have been the two brothers who died now.

Even Kui Xing didn't have the power to parry, and he was called away by a face, and it was really a dead man's scripture, which could kill a dead person or a living person.

"Everyone has heard a folk rumor, that is, it is called the soul. ”

The white-robed brother in the mourning man looked at the direction of the suspension bridge behind him with some palpitations.

"The soul of the living is called to save people's lives, and children or people are most vulnerable to fright and lose their souls when they are at their weakest. And if a person loses his soul, he will have three souls and seven souls, either becoming stupid or being confused all day long, and he will not wake up. If the soul loss is severe, you won't even survive the next day. ”

"But this is the soul of the living. ”

"The dead man touches the ground, the yin man asks for directions, eats the food of the living, the dead call the soul, do you know what it means to run into one of them?

"The voice that suddenly shouted to us on the suspension bridge just now is that there is a dead person in the underworld called the soul, and if anyone turns back, he will be called away immediately, and then the dove occupies the body of the magpie's nest and returns to the yang world, I am afraid that there is an evil in the underworld, and he has gone ashore with the body of Kuixing......"

The mourner said while rejoicing: "Fortunately, the dead here have lost their peak after so many years. ”

"Now that it's no longer at its peak, it's so powerful, Kuixing kicking can't even block a face, and it's directly called away the soul, and it will be placed in the heyday of a thousand years ago. If not the total annihilation, more than half of the people will die. ”

After listening to the words of the crying and mourning, Jin An's first thought was, fortunately, there was no accident in sharpening the sword.

Thanks to the sharpening of the sword, it is the corpse digger, and it is the living and the dead.

In the eyes of a dead man, sharpening a sword is a dead man.

The sudden fall of Kuixing's kick fight, although the morale of the team was hit, but the dragon king had to continue.

After arriving on the other side of the river, there is an open terrain, and an underground palace that is magnificent, larger than the fake mound above, is built in front of you.

"Is this the real mausoleum of the Lord of Teng?"

"This underground palace is really big, so it is so exciting to mobilize the people, work the people and lose money, just to build a big coffin after death. ”

The old Taoist priest followed Jin An's side, carrying the lieutenant on his back, and whispered.

Which dynasty and which generation of imperial tombs are not built more magnificently than the other, and the old Taoist priest naturally did not dare to say this in front of the imperial court officials and generals.

As it approaches, the momentum of the underground palace is more tall and majestic, with a heavy history and ancient clumsiness.

At this time, the mausoleum of the underground palace was opened......