Two days later.

Su Mo and Dao Ji decided to go to the City of Vain Death to eradicate the Black Rakshasa as the greatest evil god master.

"Are you ready?"

Su Mo glanced at Dao Ji, and finally focused on Xiao Qing, originally he didn't plan to take the other party with him, after all, this trip to the underworld was very dangerous, even Su Mo was not sure that he would be able to retreat with his whole body, and Xiao Qing only had five hundred years of Taoism, so he was too weak to help at all.

But then he thought about it.

If Xiaoqing is allowed to be in the Jinshan Temple, it will be even more dangerous.

Xiaoqing's demonic nature is not lost, and it is good to have Su Mo to take care of him on weekdays, but if he is not around, God knows what catastrophe Xiaoqing will do.

Seeing Dao Ji and Xiao Qing nodding their heads, Su Mo took out a boundary breaking talisman from his arms, and with this talisman he could open the passage between the Yin and Yang worlds, so that they could go to the underworld smoothly.

Throw the talisman out of your hand.

Soon, the boundary-breaking talisman was golden, as if it had cut through the space, and immediately a spatial crack appeared in front of Su Mo and them.

"The passage is open, let's go!" Su Mo hurriedly shouted,

The whole person took the lead in drilling into the spatial crack, and Dao Ji and Xiaoqing next to him did not show weakness and followed one after another.

After drilling into the rift in space.

The scenery in front of Su Mo and them changed suddenly.

At this time, they were standing on a shore, in front of them was the boundless black Dead Sea, all around them were gray, and the sky was always shrouded by a thick black cloud, and they did not see the light of day all year round, and when they saw this scene, Su Mo and Dao Ji's faces changed at the same time.

"This is the underworld, right?" It was the first time for Su Mo to come to the underworld.

Although he was a disciple of King Jizo Bodhisattva in his previous life, there is very little information about the underworld.

Hearing this, Dao Ji nodded: "Yes, this is the underworld, and the sea you see is the bitter sea, as the so-called bitter sea is endless, turning back is the shore, and we are now on the edge of the bitter coast." ”

If you look down at the sea of bitterness, you can find twisted and hideous grimaces below, as if they want to climb up one by one, but these are in vain.

Xiaoqing shrank back a little frightened.

"This ...... There are so good grimaces in this sea of suffering. Xiaoqing swallowed her saliva and hid behind Su Mo in fright.

Seeing Xiaoqing's appearance.

Dao Ji shook his head and explained: "This bitter sea of birds does not cross, no matter you are an immortal, Buddha, demon and ghost, you can't fly this bitter sea, if one does not fall down, then you will be dragged down by the fierce ghosts in the bitter sea, and finally devoured not even the bones and slag left, and then your soul will also be imprisoned in this bitter sea, it is rumored that every drop of water in this bitter sea is made by a soul, you look at the boundless appearance of this bitter sea, you can imagine how many ghosts are hidden under the bottom of this sea." ”

After hearing about the deeds of the bitter sea, Xiaoqing's face turned even paler.

However, Su Mo frowned a little and said, "This neighborhood is desolate, how can we go to the Death City in vain?" ”

"The poor monk has a way!"

Dao Ji smiled, pinched a magic trick in his hand, and then hit towards the sea of suffering.

Soon a small boat came waddling from the bitter sea, and there was a lantern hanging on the bow, like a bright light in the night, dazzling.

"The Netherworld leads the way, and there is no gate to hell!"

"Formless and formless, entangled in all kinds of karma!"

From the ship came the voice of the vicissitudes of life, which constantly echoed in the bitter sea, and lasted for a long time.

It didn't take long for the ships to dock.

Soon Su Mo and the others saw an old man wearing a robe and a straw hat standing on the boat, and the other party was arched, but when he raised his head, he suddenly showed a face that was neither human nor ghostly, which looked extremely terrifying.

"Hehe, boatman, how to get to the city of death?" Dao Ji was familiar with the road, and stepped forward and asked.

"Tsk, the city of the dead has recently been occupied by the old demon of Montenegro, and the people of the entire underworld are walking around that place, but you are the only one who wants to go to the city of the dead, I don't know what you are going to do?" The old man had a grim smile on his face, and he didn't look like a good person at all.

"Okay, okay, you don't have to do this in front of me, take a closer look at who I am?"

Dao Ji jumped directly onto the boat, took off the other party's hat, and shouted casually.

By this time.

The old man carefully examined Daoji's face.

seemed to recognize the other party, the old man immediately respected a lot, and said: "Forgive the old man for his clumsiness, it turned out to be a dragon descending Arhat, I don't know what you are doing in the underworld?" ”

As the head of the eighteen Arhats of Buddhism.

The name of the Dragon Descending Arhat is more famous than some Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, and seeing that he is so familiar with the underworld, he must have been here before, so it is not surprising that this boat master knows Daoji.

Seeing Dao Ji and the other party, they seem to know each other.

Xiaoqing couldn't help but ask: "Who is he, didn't he say that birds don't fly on the bitter sea, why can this ship be unimpeded at sea?" ”

"Donor, you don't know anything."

Dao Ji straightened his waist and explained with a hippie smile: "This underworld is the underworld, the underworld is the underworld, this underworld is not much better than the heavenly court and the mortal world, even the underworld only occupies a small part of the underworld, and the underworld actually does not only have the power of the underworld, in fact, the heavenly court Daomen also has a territory in the underworld, its name is Taishan Fujun, basically the same as the responsibilities of the underworld, but the reputation is not obvious." ”

"And in addition to the underworld and Mount Tai, there are also many natives in the underworld."

"For example, the Black Rakshasa we want to eradicate this time, he was born in the underworld, and he is considered the indigenous here, and the old man in front of you is also an indigenous person of the underworld, who has been begging for food on this bitter sea for generations, and they also have a very loud name - ferryman!"

The so-called ferryman is to usher in the sea of suffering.

A profession that specializes in helping people through the sea of suffering.

After Su Mo and Xiaoqing heard this, they suddenly realized.

And after Dao Ji said these words, he immediately turned his head to look at the old man: "Go to the city of death!" ”

"No problem, old rules, fare!"

The ferryman smiled like a profiteer, as the only existence that could survive the sea of suffering safely, the ferryman helped people cross the sea for free, but charged a certain fare.

It's just that at this time, Dao Ji's eyes wandered, he looked left and right, and finally signaled the boat family to find Su Mo and Xiaoqing that they were going.

I don't have any money myself!

Su Mo was a little speechless, is this Jigong poor and crazy?

I promised to help him come to the underworld to kill demons and demons, but he refused to be reimbursed for the travel expenses, which was really a slam.

"How much?"

Su Mo touched his phagoagosac, and after returning to Jinshan Temple, he harvested a part of the sesame oil money, and now he can be regarded as the master of the money with thousands of dollars in his pocket.

However, the ferryman shook his head and explained: "We don't charge money, what we want is life, and we need to pay ten years of life for a ride, and there are three of you here, that is thirty years of life." ”

"Thirty years of life?"

Xiaoqing's voice suddenly became sharper, and he pointed at the ferryman and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Isn't this a money grab?

No, it's supposed to be a life-threatening one.

You must know that the life span of mortals is only a hundred years at most, even if it is a cultivator, it does not live for one or two hundred years, and for human beings, thirty years of life is not a small number.

Seeing that Xiaoqing was actually too expensive, the ferryman was a little speechless.

"This little girl, thirty years of life is not much at all, most of our ferrymen are immortals, Buddhas and monsters, you must know that these people basically have an endless lifespan, thirty years of life is just a drop in the bucket for immortals and Buddhas, as for mortals...... Mortals who have nothing to do to run to the underworld! The ferryman smiled wryly.

Saying this, Xiaoqing suddenly felt that it made sense.

For a snake demon like her, who has five hundred years of Taoism, thirty years is really not much.

It's just that she was still unhappy, and couldn't help but look at Daoji and said: "Monk Daoji, this is what you asked our family Fahai to kill the demon for you, but the demon has not been eliminated, so we have to pay thirty years of life first, you are too unkind, right?" ”

"Ahem!"

Dao Ji was also a little embarrassed, but still explained: "The poor monk is going to eradicate the Black Rakshasa this time, and he must ensure that he is always at the peak of his state, and besides, I am a mortal now, if I lose thirty years of life at once, it is estimated that my vitality will be greatly damaged immediately, so I can only wronged you, just pity me, help me pay the fare." ”

A dignified and virtuous monk actually sells cute and pitiful pretends.

Su Mo and Xiaoqing were a little speechless, and finally Xiaoqing thought for a while before taking a step forward, and then said, "Okay, I'll pay for these thirty years." ”

For Xiaoqing, thirty years of life is really nothing.

It's just that as soon as the words fell, Su Mo stopped her, and then said to the ferryman: "Let the poor monk pay!" ”

"Hey, monk, you're a mortal, do you know what thirty years of life means to you?" Xiaoqing shouted a little anxiously.

"Don't worry, the poor monk knows it!"

Su Mo replied lightly.

As early as when he was in the mythical world, he took the elixir of life, and later used the altar to retain the ability of immortality, it can be said that his lifespan is already endless, and thirty years of life is nothing to him.

Seeing Su Mo and Xiaoqing fighting for me, the ferryman was a little painful.

Then he took out a scroll from his bosom.

"Less nonsense, any of you who pays, just drop a drop of blood on it."

"Me!"

Without hesitation, Su Mo bit his finger and popped out a drop of blood onto this scroll.

Soon Su Mo felt that there was a life force in his body that was passing, but soon under the effect of the elixir, this lost life force was quickly replenished, and there was nothing at all.

Seeing Su Mo hand over his thirty-year life span all at once, Xiaoqing was a little distressed.

However, Su Mo didn't go to see him, but said to the ferryman: "Let's go on the boat!" ”

Several people got on board.

The ferryman smiled, took the oars in his hand, and shouted, "Let's go, the target is in vain!" ”

As soon as the words fell.

Su Mo and the others felt that the sky was spinning, and all of a sudden, the stars were changing.

When I opened my eyes again, I suddenly appeared in a strange place.

The boundless sea of bitterness around it has disappeared and has been replaced by an ancient city.

Countless ghosts lined up towards the city.

Su Mo squinted his eyes and looked towards the plaque on the city, which read the words "Dead City".

"This is the City of Vain Death, aren't we on the Sea of Bitterness, why did we suddenly arrive at the City of Vain Death?" Xiaoqing was shocked and couldn't help but exclaim.

"What's the fuss, the ferryman's boat is a rare space magic weapon, which can reach any place we want to go in an instant, otherwise the bitter sea is boundless, and it really travels like a mortal ship, so it will take the year of the monkey to reach the destination?" Daoji rolled his eyes.

However, when they saw that the city of vain death was in front of them, everyone's faces were a little more solemn.

The three of them stood at the gates of the city, with ghosts coming and going in front of them.

It's just a little strange that none of the three of them are standing here, and none of the ghosts notice them, which is very strange.

Dao Ji smiled and explained: "In the mortal world, people can't see ghosts, but in the underworld, then ghosts can't see people." ”

"Fahai, have you made the breath charm I asked you to prepare?"

"It's been done a long time ago."

Su Mo took out three of the only breath charms and distributed them to everyone.

Holding this talisman, Dao Ji unceremoniously put it into his arms, and continued: "Take this talisman well, although these ghosts can't see us, but after all, we are big living people, with the yang energy of living people, so it is easy to be recognized, as long as we carry this talisman, we can hide our breath, and when the time comes, except for some demons and monsters with particularly high Taoism, basically no one will be able to find us." ”

Bring the talisman.

The three of them swaggered towards the city of the dead, and sure enough, none of the ghosts found them.

The whole process was smooth and unimpeded.

This city of vain death is similar to the mortal city, and there are many neatly arranged houses inside, but these houses are inhabited by ghosts.

After a round and round of the dead city.

In addition to ghosts here, ghosts are ghosts, Su Mo was a little puzzled: "Master Daoji, are you sure that the Black Rakshasa is here!" ”

"Of course."

Dao Ji scratched his head, he only knew that the Black Rakshasa and the Black Mountain Old Demon colluded together to make waves in this vain city, but no one knew where they were hiding in the city of vain death.

Seeing Su Mo's impatient appearance, he hurriedly smiled and said, "Don't worry, the poor monk has another way." ”

I saw Dao Ji take out his fan.

Then he fanned it gently, and soon a skeletal scepter appeared in his hand.

Pointing to this scepter, Dao Ji smiled: "This is what I dug up under the Lingyin Temple, when the Buddha sealed ninety percent of the mana of the Black Rakshasa in this scepter, if the Black Rakshasa wants to retrieve the mana, then it will definitely come to snatch this scepter, and then we will come to wait for the rabbit." ”

However, he was not finished speaking.

Instantly killed in vain, and the demon wind in the city was great.

A monster with a blue face and fangs suddenly appeared from the city of vain death, and the other party was extremely large, hundreds of feet high, and the surrounding houses collapsed one after another, and then a huge footprint was stepped on.

"I feel the scent of the scepter......"