There is no dust: the attitude of not caring about oneself, leaving the evil alone, is the new sin.

Sighing proudly, it seems that hell is not a place to live for a long time, is there no peace in the world that no one disturbs? He agrees to take Guanglong to find the underground primordial, but does not agree to help them deal with the Spades. He's still going to stay away from the fight.

Guanglong decided to use a delaying tactic to pretend to plan his life: first help find the Primordial leyline, stop the conspiracy of the Spades, and then return to the surface with them; After attending the magnificent funeral, find a place to cultivate in the mortal world and live a life without fighting.

Arrogance seems to be quite satisfied with Guanglong's plan, there is no war, and he has a long-cherished wish to see the leader for the last time, isn't it exactly what he dreamed of. Changfeng also said that he would not force him to join the Nether camp.

Guanglong thinks that it is up to you to return to the ground, and sometimes the development of things does not let you make a choice at all. Thanks to Nian Nu, she cared so much about her dignity, but she woke up the sleeping Bai ~ Hu, otherwise he would not have willingly gone with them. Life is like this, I thought I was deadlocked, who would have expected to be able to turn around.

On the surface adjacent to the dedicated passage, there is a large well with a diameter of about 2 meters. There is no doubt that this is what they dug through in the middle of the night and went to the underground rough jade vein.

Guanglong remembered that this well was the water eye that formed the waterspout, and the water in the space poured into the well, as well as a large number of Netherworld Army. Guanglong had no choice, and in addition to the obstruction of the Party of Spades, there was also the round-up of the Netherworld.

Pride explained that the well had always been there, but it had been filled. From the beginning of the color of the soil, he judged no less than a thousand years. It was the Spades who re-excavated and opened the secrets of the Netherworld.

Yes, the Netherworld mined rough too often a long time ago, until its demagogic power was discovered. The vigilant Netherworld stopped mining and buried the deposits. Changfeng mentioned it to Guanglong before.

Arrogant also said that he had been guarding the mouth of the well and had not seen anyone come out. So, in the middle of the night they were still underground, or there was some other exit.

Without further ado, they proceeded to the location of the rough stone. But the well was pitch black, like a bottomless black hole, how were they going to go down.

Changfeng said that in the four semi-open cells, there were iron chains, and there were also those that restrained and arrogant, and they were connected long enough to go down completely.

They split up to collect the chains, and found that the two goats had long since died, presumably slaughtered in the Nether Army's scuffle. The unfortunate scapegoat is also pitiful, and the nature of becoming a carnivorous is completely forced to helpless. Who is the devil incarnate, who can say?

Guanglong took the chains of the goat and the male corpse and joined them together, and the other end was wrapped around a boulder, enough to bear their weight. The people threw long chains into the well and rubbed against the walls of the well, but there was no sign of the end. It would take a long time for them to dig such a deep well in the middle of the night.

For lighting, they tied rods of hay from their cells and lit them to serve as torches. The remaining forage is ignited and thrown into the well, not only to illuminate the bottom of the well, but also to probe the depth of the well to see if there is oxygen in the well. However, before the burning flame could reach the end, it was extinguished. Guanglong's heart tightened, and the unknown at the bottom of the well was no less terrifying than hell.

Guanglong volunteered to go down the well first, holding a torch in one hand and a chain in the other, while stepping on the wall of the well with his feet to control his balance. It's just a hard way to move downward.

"The road is long, I will go up and down and seek." Guanglong swayed in the wind on the cold iron chain with a little fire in the dark night.

Guanglong was sure that there was a wind at the bottom of the well, and the rising air currents blew out his fire. The long wind followed, rekindling hope with a torch.

The Ghost Slave King, the Nian Slave, and the Arrogance descended in turn. They are like sugar gourds strung together, at the mercy of the airflow. Fortunately, they can fix their body shape by clinging to the wall of the well, so they are not blown off.

The walls of the well have long since dried up, and the layers of adobe bricks are incomplete, witnessing the imprint of history. Guanglong can just get his foot stuck in the brick crack and adjust his breathing.

From the endless flow of air flowing up the downwell, Guanglong thought that there was equipment similar to a fan at the bottom of the well, as if he was trapped in the swimming ring space. Later, he thought it was unlikely, and there should be enough space below to squeeze the wind into the well to form an air flow. The flames they had thrown down beforehand were not extinguished, but the air currents blew up and extinguished.

At the foot of Guanglong was a bottomless black hole, and above it was blocked by arrogance for most of the hole, and there was little light shining through. They were all worried that the chain was not long enough, and if it hung in the air, it would be embarrassing to go up and down.

The length of the chain is more than 30 meters, and there is still a lot left to the bottom of the well. They weren't reassured until Guanglong's feet touched the hard ground. Guanglong thought that there should be a connected underground water pipeline at the bottom of the well, and sure enough, there was a man-high hole on the side. There are no pipes, just abrupt holes. The rounded rules of the cave entrance being repaired are clearly artificial. However, as a pipeline, the reserved opening is not too large.

Outside the entrance to the cave, the lights are brightly lit in the dark in the distance, like a bustling street market, and you can see looming high-rise buildings. Guanglong is full of suspicions, and the bottom of the deep well is connected to the bustling underground city. Is there a life here?

They are located 200 meters above the surface, could it be that they were built by the craftsmen who collected the rough stones in the first place? But the scale of the city is not a temporary building, is it the descendants of craftsmen who still live here today?

Changfeng didn't expect that Hell actually had a hidden seventh layer, hiding secrets that no one knew.

The Ghost Slave King was wearing a mask, and Guanglong could still feel his shock. He exclaimed, "The secrets of the underworld are beyond my imagination, and compared to the black technology above, this place is even more fascinating. ”

They were attracted by the brilliant lights and stepped into the bustling street market together.

The stone slabs of the streets are all colorful glazed with an unusual sheen. Most of the houses on both sides are inlaid with jade, or even whole pieces of jade, green and transparent, yellow and attractive, and red refreshing. Strangely, there were no lamps and candles, and the light of the market came entirely from glass and jade.

The roof is also of the finest material, the whole dome shimmers silver, there is no stain and rust, is it a mirror? Some high-rise buildings go directly to the top, but they are half stopped, and they may find that there is not enough space until they are halfway through.

Changfeng showed off what he had learned: "The advantage of a mirrored roof is that it reflects sunlight and achieves the effect of being warm in winter and cool in summer. Or a solar device in another world. How we didn't think of it. ”

Guanglong couldn't cry or laugh, this is underground, where is the sun's rays. It's also a torment to live in the dark. If it weren't for the seclusion, who would hide underground and compromise for perfection. Combined with the importance of the Netherworld and the Wheel King, there must be something hidden in the underground complex.

The doors and windows of the house are made of solid wood, painted with gold lacquer patterns, and on each side are different abstract patterns, some of which are flowers, some of which are beasts, and some of which are clouds. The doorknob is a large piece of gemstone of various colors, which is dazzling.

Guanglong gently pushed the wooden door, but it was open. They entered carefully, but there was nothing inside. The same is true for Changfeng and Arrogance to open other doors in turn, not to mention people, not even a chair.