It is said that if the sky is affectionate, the sky will be old, but the heaven and the earth are ruthless and desireless, but they nurture the growth of all things.

Human beings have seven emotions and six desires, often each of them is well, harming others and benefiting themselves, and treating life as a mustard!

Under the moon in Jinling, a woman in white stood far away on the riverside, looking at the peak of an ignorant mountain not far away, the back of a white-haired young man in black clothes and green shoes who was trembling, and sighed softly!

Although the mountains and rivers are unharmed, the mist is eternal, and everything is silent.

Yes, this white-haired young man is Xuntian, since his father was killed by the Holy Spirit with the bright moon sword qi, he took his father's skin, hidden the charm and hidden demon thoughts to avoid the sky and kill the earth, and hid in this rolling red dust.

He was a disgruntled demon who had crossed over from the Heavenly Dao of the Future, but he was just dressed in the cloak of a human being.

At the moment when he buried his father's corpse, Xuntian's heart was also buried in the depths of this ignorant hill at the same time.

The woman in white watched him very quietly, standing far away on the riverside.

An old man leaned over with a creaking sound and asked the woman in white, "The beauty by the river, do you need a ferry?" ”

The woman in white turned her head, her eyes glowing with crimson magic, and in an instant, the person was reduced to ashes along with his boat.

Lao Suo's lonely soul was helpless, and he crossed the Nai He Bridge in a fluttering manner, and stumbled miserably towards the Huangquan Road.

Searching for the only faint light in the darkness of the netherworld, he whined and galloped all the way to the intersection of Huangquan Road, shouting again and again that he wanted to find the Lord Hades to sue the emperor.

However, at the bridge, Meng Po was persuading those ownerless lonely souls and wild ghosts to return, saying that she had a dry mouth and was tired.

The bridge was lined with erratic ghosts, old and young, tall and short, fat and thin.

There are devils and monsters, there are gods and Buddhas, some people also have birds, animals, fish, shrimps, tortoise shells, mosquitoes and flies, and dragons, mountains and rivers .......

"Mother Meng, it's okay not to let us cross the bridge, it's okay to give a bowl of fairy soup to drink, right?" A red-haired, purple-eyed ghost who was haggling with Meng Po said in great grief.

"The female ghost in red, you have cultivated the magic of the heavenless self with a body that has not passed the first seven, and you have become a ghost immortal, this bridge is not suitable for you! Why don't you go back there? Meng Po didn't raise her face and rejected her.

"Mother Meng, my lord Xun You is dead, you can pity me in red clothes and let me go over! I want to be reincarnated as a human being, and I don't want to do this kind of miserable days of hiding in Tibet all day long and not daring to see the light of day! You old man can do it, let me go! The female ghost in red cried like a tearful person, and kept pestering Meng Po, begging bitterly.

"It's the rule! Whether it is gods, ghosts, demons, or immortals and Buddhas, they are not killed because of natural disasters and man-made disasters, and they will not be accepted. Meng Po ignored her, and continued to distribute Meng Po soup to the other ghosts, reincarnating them one by one.

"Old woman Meng! Don't take the devil fairy and the fairy as a god, let me tell you, you have to let it go, you have to let it go, or I will tear you down this bridge for you today, do you believe it or not? "The woman in red saw that she couldn't be soft, so she was going to be ruthless, he looked at Meng Po's winter withered leaf-like face, and said fiercely.

"You dare?" Meng Po scooped the soup with a thud, threw it into the soup bucket, and said to her with great disdain without raising her head.

"Hehehehehe! Joke. The old woman of the Meng family, who has never dared to show her true face, do you think that your little bridge can help me? The female ghost in red laughed coldly and said to Meng Po with a sneer.

Meng Po still buried her head and whispered to the rest of the ghosts on the bridge: "If you want to be reincarnated, start tomorrow early!" The bridge is closed today. ”

"Ahh Why? Is it because of the mischief of a seven-evil female ghost? Everyone is a ghost, I have been cultivating for more than 1,800 years, never eating muddy, only eating rotten and spoiled green and white cabbage leaves, today is the only good day for me to start from scratch and be reincarnated! Lady in red, don't be too arrogant! Ghostly, are you really afraid that you are a little ghost? I'm in a hurry, you're welcome, it's not a strange thing to fight ghosts, let's fight to the death, anyway, you can't be reincarnated, continue to stay on this bridge and toss back and forth for thousands of years, what's the point! A beggar's version of a lonely ghost came out in an old fashion, and cried very sadly.

"Old fellow, girl, haven't I also been a lonely ghost for thousands of years? I want to be reincarnated as a human being, too! The problem is that her Meng family's wife won't let her! If you're angry, don't be angry at me, don't think that my female ghost in red will be afraid of you, hum! Today, since my sisters in red have come to Nai He Bridge, they have no intention of going back! Mrs. Meng, look up, who are you standing on this bridge? If you know each other, let us go, otherwise, your business may be done. The red-clothed female ghost yin screamed in a deep scream and said.

"Hehehehehe! You and my wife Meng are guarding this Nai He Bridge alone, and have done this exclusive business of selling ghosts to people for so many years, just have a backstage? Then you're wrong. The old woman still has a few friends inside and outside the Three Realms! Little Hongyi, I advise you, before we old wives are angry to the extreme, take your ghost fairy friends and get out of my Nanhe Bridge. Otherwise, those old sisters of mine are here, and you will have to go around if you can't finish eating! Hehehehehe. Meng Poyin laughed deeply.

However, when the ghosts and ghosts on the bridge heard this, it was like a stream of biting cold ice needles piercing into their souls, and their hearts tightened, and they honestly retreated back from the bridge one by one.

The four female ghosts, the female ghost in red, the long-sleeved ghost, the girl in the purple skirt and the soul snatcher, stood on the bridge deeply, looking at Meng Po coldly, motionless.

Behind them was a little devil head, a little devil who was beaten down by his mother's drunken tire in a second before the rapid molding.

He was holding an urn in his hand, and there seemed to be the shadow of his amorous old lady in the urn, and there was another looming shadow of a man, who seemed to be Xun You's old thief.

"The little ghost in red, I want to borrow my Granny Meng's Nanhe Bridge to bring Xun You back to life, are you really just a vegetarian when I am Granny Meng? Or ......, do you think my wife really can't clean you up? If you still have a little IQ, get out of here, I don't like to fight, old woman, I don't blame the past, spare you and don't die. If you are verbose, hey, hey, hey, hey......! Meng Po said lightly, and casually stirred the soup back and forth in the bucket for a while, and a bucket of the originally colorless, tasteless, and crystal clear water instantly changed, turning into a bucket of countless soul ice and snow crystal particles.

The eight edges and corners of each soul crystal particle are very distinct, not only is the cold air pressing, but the evil qi all over its body is also terrifying and abnormal.

The cold white light flashed out of the bucket one by one, like an extremely sharp dripping ice blade, enveloping the bridge in the bottom of the ice blade, and the temperature around it, which was already very low, instantly dropped to ...... several thousand degrees below zero.

The red-clothed female ghost and her ghost fairy companions burst into bloom, and instantly crawled all over the ebony material of the Nai He Bridge, as if countless ink and blue ghost flowers had bloomed on the dark green Nai He Bridge, forming a conspicuous contrast with the bright and dazzling flowers on the other side of the bridge.

"The black lotus on the bridge is in full bloom, the flowers on the other side of the bridge are vibrant, and the ice crystal water lotus on the bridge is suspended...... What a strange and magnificent Nanhe Bridge! An old man sat in the air with a grin, watching Meng Po and a group of little ghost immortals preparing to fight, and couldn't help but laugh out loud, sighing and sighing.

"Shura Martial God, how far are you okay to get out of your aunt and grandmother, don't hinder your aunt and grandmother from teaching the little ghost fairy." Meng Po was still burying her head and kept stirring her soup bucket, and said angrily.

"Oops! …… Mrs. Meng, I, Shura Martial God, didn't come to see your jokes! I received a divine order from the ancestor of Haitian Miaoyin Wonderland, to persuade you not to break the rules and fight with ghosts! Shura Martial God laughed and hurriedly explained.

"If you don't fight, do you want people to drive a knife to their necks, and treat our Nai He Bridge as a single-plank bridge in the mountains of Hongchen Inn, who has ever thought about it? Then you go back and tell the old woman that I won't help her guard this bridge! Let her hire another master, I will wait for someone to replace me, so that I can retire and go back to accompany her. Meng Po seemed to be angry, yes, the Shura Emperor complained of suffering.

"I didn't let you do it, because I was afraid that you would hurt the innocent and break your rules here. No, someone is coming, helping you escort the bridge here. The Asura Emperor laughed and said.

"Where's the people? Isn't it just the two of us? …… You're an old thing, and you're good at fooling people. Meng Po didn't know that the person who came was already standing behind her, so she said in disbelief.

"He didn't lie to you, Granny Meng." A young man in black with a lofty spirit, riding a strange divine beast, slowly walked out of the flowers on the other side, and said.

"Ah...... Is it the little beast in front of the Buddha's incense altar? God's watchdog! Granny Meng leaned her old waist, looked at the four diamond iron hooves on the ground, and slowly rolled through the black clouds and mist, and it was also covered with the seal of the Emperor of Heaven with red characters on a yellow background, so she exclaimed, and said.

"Yes! I didn't lie to you. The Shura Martial God saw that the ink had arrived, so after saying this, he went back to the Shura Martial God Realm.

Meng Po wiped her face, revealing a flawless face that could conquer heaven and earth, beautiful jade, and met the person with her true colors: "Little woman Meng Jiang, knock to see the nine-thousand-year-old little prince." Chitose Chitose Chitose! ”

"Granny Meng, you don't have to be polite! I haven't gotten married yet! It's not a Chitose yet. You call me ink! Shui Mo stood aside with a smile, avoiding Granny Meng's kneeling, and said.

"Ah......h You are the son-in-law of Mr. Ling's family. No wonder...... No wonder ......," Granny Meng said in amazement.

"What's the wonder? Ink boy, this is the underworld, not your heavenly realm, you have to be nosy, you have to think carefully before fighting with our ghosts and immortals. As the saying goes: a strong dragon doesn't crush the head snake, and you'd better leave it alone. Otherwise, you're welcome! The ghost of the woman in red swept over, and along the way, the black lotus blossomed to a place one step away in front of the ink and the iron hooves of the divine beast.

"Haha mirror! Don't take care of yourself with a basin of blood, play tricks in front of the Demon Sect Master, and you have to withdraw your skin if you don't die. He snorted coldly, carried the ink, and stepped over regardless of it.

The black lotus that the poor ghost fairy's soul turned into, under the trampling of the fierce divine hoof, one by one, the soul flew away, wailed all over the field, and the bones were gone.

"You...... Devil's way, you...... This ...... This is aiding and abetting the abuse, and harming your fellow kind! The female ghost in red cried out with a sad face.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south! A movement is better than a stillness, and a stillness is better than a thought. Mr. is devoted to the Buddha, wholeheartedly follows the text, and thinks of heaven, and never takes the initiative to hurt aliens. Red, let's go! Xun You will die, his son's evil thoughts are deep, and he claims to seek revenge, and I and Yuyan will wait for him and the arrival of the seven-body child in the spring-filled fairyland, you go back. I will not embarrass you. Tell the Rakshasa Girl and Xuntian that they want to take revenge, and when they return to the same thought, even if they come to the Heavenless Wonderland to find us, don't pay attention to the Nanhe Bridge again! Otherwise...... You will be miserable and miserable. "The ink is faintly authentic.

"You...... Is it the Demon Immortal Sect Master or the Ink Danqing? The long-sleeved ghost looked at the face of Ink Xuan for a while, and asked in confusion.

"Hey, hey, hey! Haha mirror, haha mirror! Finally, there is a person who knows the goods! To tell you the truth, my master is Ink Danqing, and he is also Ink Xuan, they are all proud protégés of Mr., and they raise immortals in Mr.'s Eightfold Heavenly Burrow, but Ink Xuan was seduced by Wutian and stepped into the magic path for many years. Your sect leader is now the little master on the back of this divine beast! If you know each other, get out! Malp dripping. Foxy laughed.

"Since you are our sect leader, Senior Brother Demon Immortal, can't you let Xun You's father and son go? Even if it is to let him be reincarnated as a human being, it is good to escape into the way of reincarnation! After all, he is also loyal to the sect leader, and he has served the veteran for many years before and after the saddle. The girl in the purple dress looked at the ink with a smile, and begged for her old master, and said.

"Purple skirt, you don't have to waste your soul power and demonic thoughts anymore, I and Senior Brother Ink Danqing have returned to the Yuan, and you are no longer my subordinates. If you still want to mingle in my demon realm, just put away your careful thoughts, and don't use those charm techniques to get any soul power and immortal aura from me! These are all written into the history of my life. Shui Mo Xuan reluctantly admonished the girl in the purple skirt and said.

"Hey! My master, one ink and one ink and one ink Xuandi, it's so difficult to serve! He shook his bulging head and muttered to himself.

"I have served their father and son for many years, and I don't owe each other anything. Let's go! It is useless to say more. Shui Mo Xuan said coldly.

"Senior brother, what I said is decent?" Shui Mo Xuan laughed in Shui Mo's heart and asked childishly.

Shui Mo nodded silently, smiled slightly, the demons at the intersection of Huangquan retreated, and the white lotus drove all the way from the underworld to the world.

"You're not leaving? Do you really want to go to the small box to accompany your old master? Foxy angrily roared at the female ghosts in red, and said.

The yellow sand is long and the Xiongguan Road, the mana of the giant is really like iron, and the wind and thunder are avoided with a roar, and the Huangquan intersection is desert ......!

"Let's go!" The red-clothed female ghost waved her red sleeves, took her group of ghosts and fairies away, and returned to the nameless hill under the moon in Jinling, and reported the situation to the Rakshasa Girl and Xuntian.

They are very wise, and they know that the ink at this moment is no longer the little beggar who wandered under Jinling City to beg for food!