The blood pool, the blood pool is surrounded by mist, and the boundless blood color obscures the sky and the sun, making it impossible to see what is going on inside, and Lingjue decides to go inside to take a look.

Is it blood......

Fortunately, it was not as disgusting as he imagined, it was not all a pool of blood, although half of the stones under him were stained bright red with blood, but on the other side of the pool of blood was a large pool of clean water, which looked like a hot spring.

Jump off, jump into the hot spring pool, and keep going and on.

Xiao Lingjue didn't think much about it, and cleaned up his sleeves so as not to be hooked by something, and immediately jumped into the water.

It is also rare, there is a smell of sulfur under the water, and it is really a hot spring, Xiao Lingjue couldn't help but bury his head in the water while swimming forward, but the underwater scene made his pupils suddenly dilated, and he spit out several mouthfuls of bubbles.

There are so many skeletons under the water, and when you count them, you can only see a dozen of them, what the hell is going on?

A word flashed through his mind, "Yellow Spring" is said to be the Yellow Spring in the Nine Hells, this thing can eliminate all troubles and make people forget their sorrows, but this Yellow Spring is an extremely sinful thing.

Xiao Lingjue's mind was thinking quickly, eighteen layers of hell, sword mountain and sea of fire? There is also a needle oil pot, and now there is the legendary "Yellow Spring", could it be that he is dead? I'm dying of thirst in the desert over there.

Xiao Lingjue was very puzzled, the whole person was confused, he couldn't feel the existence of flesh and blood, and walked slowly forward like a walking corpse.

Flowing into this pool of blood in the "Yellow Spring", there were constantly terrifying and evil things floating in front of him, but those unknown creatures seemed to be blind to it, and passed by him.

But the next situation didn't allow him to think too much, the water looked like a pool of stagnant water, but gradually he found that he only went a little deeper, and the water below the surface actually began to move, driving his body, and he couldn't stop for a while, and his body was driven by the water and involuntarily slid forward.

He saw some ghosts with very tragic deaths flowing rapidly in front of him, and some monsters with very terrifying appearances swimming in front of him, and the little monk watched all this calmly.

I don't know how long it took, but a light seemed to appear in front of me, as if I had reached the exit.

Leaning less, Xiao Lingjue finally felt the shore, he climbed onto the shore with great difficulty, and in front of him was a straight ancient road, those indescribable objects, or creatures in the form of human ghosts who died tragically slowly stepped on this ancient road.

Xiao Lingjue smiled: "Interesting, is this the process after death?" ”

The master said that there is a road called Huangquan. Covered with sorrow, there is a river, named Forgotten River, overflowing and desolate. A Nahe, carrying Lethe. A bowl of Meng Po soup can forget this life in exchange for the next life.

A stone, standing on the bank of the Lethe River, is called Sansheng. A well that indicates the afterlife.

Legend has it that after passing the ghost gate, there is a road called Huangquan Road, and the road is full of flowers that only see flowers, but do not see leaves.

The flowers and leaves are born and the two are not seen, the mutual memory and cherishment are lost forever, there is a river at the end of the road called the Lechuan River, and there is a bridge on the river called the Nai He Bridge.

There is an earthen platform called Wangxiang Terrace after crossing the Nai He Bridge. There is a pavilion called Meng Po Pavilion on the side of Wangxiang Terrace, and a woman named Meng Po is waiting there, handing a bowl of Meng Po soup to every passer-by.

Xiao Lingjue followed the formation and stepped on this ancient road, carefully observing the surroundings of the ancient road, and the purple flowers on the other side with a little star tears were in full bloom.

Xiao Lingjue said in his heart: "Is this the legendary flower of the other side?" Sure enough, it is very beautiful, this is a kind of beauty that does not belong to the world, and a thought arises in my heart, and the flowers bloom on the other side. ”

Xiao Lingjue really believed it, so he could only fold his hands and say something deeply.

"Amitabha, it seems that the poor monk is really "round away", master, the disciple of the master of the seven sins is speechless, the disciple... Unwilling to ...... Unwilling. ”

Xiao Lingjue slowly walked on this ancient road, the original Gu Jing Wubo's little face had been completely distorted, he had never been so lost as at this moment, and a scarlet color suddenly appeared in his pupils.

"Ahhhh

An abnormal human scream came out of his mouth, and suddenly, the body outside the illusion also made the same movement.

Nian Zhen was taken aback, looked at the little monk suspiciously, and said secretly in his heart: How can this be? My illusion never happens like this, right? This illusion was passed down by my Buddha Jizo King Bodhisattva, why......

Du Ming also felt at a loss, he looked at his little nephew in shock, and there was nothing he could do, because his Buddha's eyes couldn't see what was going on in the illusion now, what was going on in the illusion, and he didn't know what even the Buddha's eyes couldn't see through, which made him feel deep fear.

Nian Zhen asked, "Du Ming, what happened?" Why did the illusion suddenly get out of control? Do you see what's coming? ”

Du Ming shook his head helplessly, and said aggrievedly: "I don't know what happened? It seems that this little junior brother's emotions suddenly got out of control, is it because after experiencing this reincarnation of Huangquan Road, the little junior nephew is afraid? Emotions are out of control, so this illusion is broken? ”

Nian Zhen shook his head, he still had some understanding of the little monk, since he was in the desert, he was not afraid of death in that environment, how could he be afraid of these hellish scenes? It shouldn't be this way, but it was the first time he had encountered such an illusion failure.

Du Ming said with a smile: "Little junior brother Jiren has his own celestial phenomena, who can say clearly, let him experience it himself!" Let's see how those two guys are. ”

Boundless, illusory

The dealer of the casino stared at Wubian with a fierce face, and said in a disdainful tone: "Dead bald donkey, don't have any money to come to our casino?" Are you still going to be able to get the money? Now you owe me 500 taels, and now you are given two choices, either take the money or take your life. Hum! ”

Boundless panicked, a trace of cold sweat flowed down his forehead, he seemed to have become a mortal, the spiritual power inside had completely disappeared, and he couldn't feel the existence of the spiritual platform.

More than a dozen big men stared at him viciously, so that he didn't dare to act rashly, and he even thought that if he moved, these guys would definitely give him a good meal to eat.

Wubian smiled bitterly: "The poor monk is a monk, and the poor monk does not have a penny on him, please let me go!" Please! ”

As soon as the dealer waved his hand, more than a dozen big men swarmed up and smashed the boundless body with a slam punch.

Pain, since he studied alchemy, he hadn't felt such pain for a long time, because martial arts was just a piece of chicken ribs to him.

"Ahh Stop fighting, you're going to die! ”

"Please, stop fighting."

Boundless fainted, but before he fainted, he noticed that the dealer had a sinister smile.