Nizi thought for a moment and said, "It should be forbidden to fly, let's go down the mountain and have a look." ”

So the three of them walked down the mountain road, which had stone steps and was very convenient to walk on.

The hill is 100 feet high, and the way down the mountain is also very fast, and it takes less than half an hour to reach the foot of the mountain.

Before going down the mountain, Yi Jiuxiao had looked far away and checked the surroundings.

But no matter which direction you look, no matter how far you look, it is a desolate color, and there is no difference.

So when the three of them came to the foot of the mountain, they didn't know which direction to go in for a while.

There were no houses in sight, no pedestrians, not even anyone to ask for directions.

And they can't even tell the direction, they can't see the sun and moon when they look up at the sky, let alone the stars.

Yi Jiuxiao had checked the sky star map before, and saw that there was darkness in the star map.

When he entered the island, he had used his mind to determine the location of the island in the star map.

It's just that now you can't even see the star map, and the anchor point is even less visible.

This situation is just like in the East China Sea Country, and it seems that this place must be underground.

In his previous life, when he was in the Great Song Dynasty, he had heard about the Netherworld, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

It seems that some legends are not just legends, they must have a source and a basis.

Since I couldn't tell the direction and didn't know the path, I had to choose a direction to go down.

There is no sign of this place, even if not even a soul is seen, and it is useless to wait in this space.

When the three of them chose the direction, they did not walk in one direction randomly.

Yi Jiuxiao is quite experienced in this point, and he has been to several strange continents in the past few decades.

He found that there was a road that connected to the road down the mountain, and there were traces of chariots on the road.

So he finally decided that as long as he followed this road, he would definitely gain something.

The three of them are all martial arts cultivators, and they are actually extremely fast when they walk, and they can walk hundreds of miles every hour.

This is also the realm of dancing with the wind is too low, if Nizi is afraid that she can go eight hundred miles.

I walked for more than two hours, and walked a distance of nearly 500 miles.

At this moment they felt a cold wind, which seemed to be blowing from the front.

However, the wind was not very strong, and it had no effect on the three of them.

In fact, a little bit of wind is not a bad thing, it is better than the monotonous and single before.

A few dozen miles further, they saw a mist in addition to the ghostly wind.

Originally, this space was relatively dark, and those mist made the world even darker.

The three of them just glanced at each other, but they didn't make a sound, and they didn't stop moving forward.

The wind grew stronger, and the mist thickened.

Even with Yi Jiuxiao's eyesight, he couldn't see two thousand zhang away.

"Let's go slower, it's weird ahead. ”

When Yi Jiuxiao spoke, he took the lead in slowing down his pace.

Niko and Mai also slowed down with the wind, and the three of them were now less than half as fast as before.

Suddenly, Nizi spoke: "Jiuxiao, there seems to be movement ahead. ”

In fact, it was not what Niko saw with her eyes, but what she detected with her divine thoughts.

Because the fog affected their vision, all three of them let out their minds and probed the situation ahead.

But in this space, the divine mind is also limited, and even Nizi can only detect thirty miles away.

"How far away is the place you're talking about?"

Yi Jiuxiao's divine thoughts were a little weaker than Nizi's, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong ahead.

"It should be nearly thirty miles away, there are mana fluctuations there, but it doesn't look like a cultivator. Niko replied.

At this time, Wu Suifeng spoke: "According to the records of my Wushan Sect, the Youtian Continent is full of ghost cultivators. ”

Yi Jiuxiao heard Wu Suifeng say this, so he used Xuanji Jue to change the exercises, and simulated himself into a ghost path exercise.

The realm he changed was the late stage of the god of the underworld, which was similar to the late Mahayana stage.

"Nizi, is the situation you seeing the same as I am now? ”

Nizi nodded and said, "It's really the same, you are a simulation of Xuanjijue, I'll try it too." ”

After finishing speaking, Nizi ran the Xuanji Technique and transformed herself into the middle realm of the Hades God.

Nizi has been practicing Xuanji Jue for more than 30 years, and she is naturally very skilled in the conversion of exercises.

Seeing that Yi Jiuxiao and Nizi had changed their exercises, she stopped and wanted to try it too.

But Wu Suifeng was also transformed, so he said anxiously: "Jiuxiao, I can't change, what should I do?"

Yi Jiuxiao laughed and said, "If you can't change it, you can't do it, your time to cultivate Xuanji Jue is too short." ”

Nizi has been practicing Xuanji Jue for less than three years, during which she has been practicing soul art a lot of time, and she doesn't have much time to practice Xuanji Jue.

Wu sighed with the wind, it can't be changed, it can only be changed, let's talk about it then.

The three of them slowed down again, walking not much faster than mortals.

After walking like this for more than an hour, they all felt a river a few miles away.

The river seemed to be wide, and they couldn't see the exact width of the river because of the fog.

Soon they saw a bridge at the end of the road, and several figures were shaking at the end of the bridge.

Yi Jiuxiao had already detected the cultivation of several figures, one of which was in the late realm of the Hades God.

The other two are in the early stage of the immortal, and the rest seem to be souls, and it is difficult to distinguish the specific cultivation.

When they came to a position five hundred feet away from the bridge, the three of them stopped.

For cultivators, if they get too close, they are afraid that they will be misunderstood by the other party.

Yi Jiuxiao and the three of them did not speak, but observed every move in front of them.

At such a close distance, the figure in front of him could already be seen clearly.

I saw that the figure of the late stage of the god of the underworld was a woman, looking like she was in her fifties, wearing a blue shirt.

Unless he was in the Heavenly Continent, it was difficult for Yi Jiuxiao to see a cultivator who could be described as so old.

In the Xiuzhen Continent, even if it is a 10,000-year-old monster, it is also the appearance of a young man.

The two early Immortals were men, both wearing high hats, one of them holding a stick and the other holding a chain.

Seeing these two ghost cultivators dressed up, Yi Jiuxiao couldn't help but understand the solution of the Great Song Dynasty in his previous life.

Soon Yi Jiuxiao was sure that these two were really solving the problem, and it seemed that they were escorting the four souls.

What surprised him the most was that the four souls were not phantoms, but complete human forms.

Because of the infused spirit, he had seen the soul several times, and the soul he saw was like mist.

Under the glance of the divine mind, the four-dimensional soul in front of him was no different from the misty soul.

It seems that it is the rules of heaven and earth here, so that the soul is fully manifested.

The four spirits were weeping at this time, as if they did not want to drink the bowl of water held by the old woman of the god of the underworld.

The old woman sat on a stool with a table in front of her.

A dark porcelain bowl rests on top of the table, and a wooden bucket and a water scoop are placed on the table.

"Drink this bowl of soup, and after you finish it, you can cross this Nai He Bridge. ”

The ghost cultivator old woman softly persuaded the soul who didn't want to drink the soup, and it actually looked a little kind.

The spirit said, "I don't want to drink, I forgot everything after drinking, I have all these thousands of years of penance. ”

"You idiot, what kind of penance do you have, it took you five thousand years to cultivate to the point of turning into a god, what's the use?" said the ghost cultivator with the stick.

As he spoke, a stick slammed into the spirit, making her cry wolf.

"Stop fighting, I'll drink I'll drink, can't I drink?"

The spirit, fearful of being beaten with a stick, took the bowl of water and drank it.

After drinking, he walked to the bridge without looking back, presumably waiting for the ghost and the other three spirits.

It was the second soul's turn to drink water, and he looked just as reluctant.

I saw him say: "Okay, my lord, can you let me not drink this soup, I still have a lot of things to do, and I want to continue to do it in the next life." ”

The ghost cultivator shook her head and said, "Today you ghosts are really troublesome, my Meng Po has not encountered anything more troublesome than you for so many years, this soup doesn't cost money and doesn't want to die, why don't you drink it?"

Listening to the complaint of the ghost cultivator, the ghost cultivator with the stick suddenly became angry again, picked up the stick and smashed it at the soul.

He scolded while beating: "How can you have so many things, if you have the ability, don't die, if you dare to be verbose again, I will beat you to the ground." ”

After a beating, the spirit honestly picked up the bowl of soup and drank it, then walked to the bridge and waited.

"Drink it, it's been an hour!"

Without waiting for the next soul to speak, the ghost cultivator with the chain in his hand directly became powerful.

His power was really effective, and the ghost behind him lost his voice, and directly picked up the soup in the hand of the old ghost cultivator and drank it.

The last soul watched the old ghost cultivator scoop the soup, and he kept shivering.

But in the end, he didn't make a sound, and drank the bowl of soup as soon as he closed his eyes and raised his neck.

"Let's go, let's go. ”

The two ghosts drove the last two souls to the bridge, and let the four spirits line up at the bridge.

Next, the ghosts divided into one after the other, and drove the four souls to slowly disappear into the mist on the bridge.

While watching every move in front of them, Yi Jiuxiao and the three of them exchanged with their divine thoughts.

They had already seen that the soup in the hand of the old woman could not be drunk, and they couldn't remember anything after drinking it.

After waiting for the two ghosts to move forward for a quarter of an hour, Yi Jiuxiao and the three of them slowly approached the old woman.

Yi Jiuxiao walked in the front, and finally stopped fifty zhang away from the ghost cultivator old woman.

He clasped his fists at the old ghost cultivator with both hands and said, "Eldest sister, where does the road lead ahead?"

The ghost cultivator old woman should have seen Yi Jiuxiao and the three of them a long time ago, but she didn't pay attention to them.

At this moment, when he heard Yi Jiuxiao's question, he actually laughed heartily, and his face was full of orange peel and wrinkled with laughter.

"For tens of thousands of years, everyone else has called me Meng Po, but you are the only one who calls me eldest sister, it's really funny! ”