Zhu Feiyue glanced at the spell on the stone slab, and asked me with some horror: "You went to the underworld, can you still come back?" ”

"I have a way." I looked at the red stars of different sizes hidden in the gray mist: "One of them represents myself, and with it as a coordinate, I can return to the palace at any time, but I need to leave someone in the palace, and the stars are twinkling, which means that I am in danger, as long as he touches the stars, I will come back." ”

"That's right." Zhu Feiyue nodded and said, "It's easy to do, I'll stay." ”

I shook my head and said, "No, don't delay your cultivation in Longhu Mountain because of this, I have a more suitable candidate." ”

"Okay, I'm in Longhu Mountain, you're in the underworld, we'll be busy with each other, see you later."

I didn't have time to stay, Zhu Feiyue disappeared in front of me, I felt happy and hesitant, happy that he must have understood the hint of Sadness and Snowless, he knew how to fight against the ruthless aura!

Hesitantly, this may be the last time we will see each other.

I am not sure about the trip to the underworld, but I have a reason to go.

I focused my attention on the brightest one in the ring.

I've been watching this star for a long time, and I'm afraid it's more powerful than Sorrowless Snow, but I'm sure it's harmless.

On this star, there is a hint of Chen Shanhuo's breath.

The premise of my going to the underworld is that the palace must be watched, so that I have an inevitable danger in the underworld, so that I can return safely in time, whether it is sad or snowless, Pang Ying or not, it is not credible, and Brother Zhu has no time, I can only rely on the power of the outside world.

The moment I touched the stars, not far away, a miserable white figure appeared.

It was a fair-faced young man, about the same age as me, with long flowing hair, so beautiful that he dared not look at it directly, but there was a deep sadness in his eyes.

The young man was dressed in an ancient white silk robe, well-cut and with a long knife hanging from his waist, and the moment he saw the knife, I remembered the man called Calamity.

I was forced to die with the sword master of the night.

But obviously, the terrible aura that this young man brought to me was at least a thousand times stronger than the calamity, and I believe that the calamity could not last more than a second in front of him.

"Are you...... Chen Liang. I whispered.

Chen Liang looked at me with some astonishment: "How do you know?" ”

"Who else but you? You look very much like Chen Shanhuo, and your sword inheritance comes from the calamity. ”

Chen Liang nodded, pulled a chair and sat down: "I have heard the tomb woman and Liu Neng talk about it, Lu Tuxin has accepted an apprentice, it is not simple, today, I finally met the above." ”

I also pulled up a chair and sat across from him, I knew that Chen Liang was much more powerful than everyone I knew, but I was not afraid of him at all:

"Where are you?"

"Seclusion in the world." Chen Liang replied softly, the aura of mountains and rivers emanating from his body was so terrifying that it had substance, and I could even clearly see that Chen Liang was shrouded in a huge yellow-skinned face, and that face was so gloomy that it was impossible to describe, which made me immediately recall that Chen Liang had been acting for Huang Laoxian.

"You're breathing." I looked at him with a sneer: "In the bardo war, everyone died, everyone was injured, your brother was killed by the widow, you don't go to help, hide secretly, are you still a man?" ”

Chen Liang's spotless eyes revealed deep sadness: "After the fall of the Sinister Peak, I ended my trip to the underworld, and after returning from hell, my soul was corroded by all kinds of terrifying and strange appearances, and I absorbed the power of hell, but I also sank because of it, I ...... Became a demon! It is only in this world that you and I can communicate. ”

"If in reality, the moment you saw me, you would have died."

He sighed and said with a wry smile: "What's more, even if I am sober, I may not be the opponent of the remnant." ”

"I don't believe it." I shook my head and said, "Your current Taoism is at least a broken army, right?" How can you not even get the posthumous picture? ”

Chen Liang replied to me word by word: "First of all, there is no way to break the army in the world, I can only compress the Tao to Huangquan, and secondly, Li Zhiwen, I'm afraid you still don't know the true identity of the posthumous appearance, right?" ”

"What is he?"

"The Remnant is the supreme lord of the new underworld, and it is the closest existence to God! The true cultivation of the body of the relics is afraid that it has already surpassed the six realms! ”

I almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, as Chen Liang, he would never be alarmist to bluff me, and I would not have the slightest doubt about his words.

Then, a clear line appeared in front of my eyes: the remnant, the master of the new underworld, for some ulterior reasons, began to move the crooked ideas of the world, he already has the power to walk freely in the yin and yang, trapped by the rules, the projection of the remnant in the world, is restricted in the Huangquan realm, but the power he burst out is far beyond the Huangquan realm.

Chen Liang said that the posthumous appearance is infinitely close to the existence of God, but he is still a lot of distance away from God, so the fate of the three sisters in the nether realm has become one of the targets of the posthumous appearance.

He wants to rob the three sisters of the extraordinary characteristics to perfect his divinity and bring himself closer to God, but the human world is the ultimate plot of the remnant.

Just like the literal meaning of the Cambrian, the Legacy intends to turn the world we know into the Cambrian of ancient times, and no one knows what the purpose of this is, but if it is not stopped, it is only a matter of time before the world is destroyed.

Chen Liang said to me gently: "I know very little about the information about the relics, but I am glad that you summoned me, which also allowed me to come out of the state of enchantment......

He grabbed my hand tightly: "Let's deal with the relics together!" ”

With Chen Liang's big helper, I suddenly had a bottom in my heart, and we were both very happy at that time, and I had a feeling of hating to see each other late.

I said Brother Chen, my Taoism has encountered a bottleneck, and now I am trapped in this ghost place, and it is not a matter to go on like this, I plan to go to the underworld and ascend to the Huangquan realm first.

Is there anything I should pay attention to on this trip?

Chen Liang thought for a while and told me: "The key to the Yellow Spring lies in the artistic conception, first of all, you have to understand what the Yellow Spring is, it is a river that runs through the Four Realms, it is the path of the dead, it is the boundary between this life and the next life, and it is also the border between life and death. ”

"Li Zhiwen, you have known the preciousness of life, but you have not yet been able to understand the truth of death, the underworld, you have to go, only there, can you understand what is the real death."

Chen Liang also told me that there are few Huangquan powers, tomb women, and Chen Shanhuo in the world today, including Gu Qianchou, who has been famous for a long time, and these people have been to the underworld in their most glorious eras.

However, the underworld I'm going to is very special, it has nothing to do with the old underworld, it is completely unknown.

I seem to understand it, Chen Liang is a real broken military star, but he doesn't have the slightest arrogance, giving people a very easy-going and approachable feeling, but the dangerous aura exuded by him is much more violent than sadness and joy, so I don't dare to have the slightest disrespect for him.

Half an hour, after Chen Liang finished talking about the trick of promoting Huangquan, I cautiously asked him, "Brother Chen, have you ever been to the new underworld?" ”

"Nope." Chen Liang smiled slightly: "But I think, no matter how it changes, the essence of the underworld will not change, it is a place for people to repay their karma in life, blood, horror, and despair are inevitable." ”

"What about hell? You're coming back from hell, can you tell me what hell is like? ”

Chen Liang used his fingers to scratch a few times on the dusty floor: "Under the underworld, there is hell, there are eighteen layers of hell, and the scene of each layer is different, the most famous is the eighteenth layer of hell, where it is named Infernal Hell, that is, Infernal Hell, unfortunately, I have not reached Infernal Hell." ”

"As for hell, it's enough for you to know this for the time being, after all, it's far away from you, I hope that you can stay away from hell in this life, and don't repeat my mistakes."

The next thing is much simpler, Chen Liang promised to stay in the palace and help me guard the coordinate star, and my trip to the underworld will be worry-free.

After getting ready, I sat cross-legged on the ground and finally asked Chen Liang, "Brother Chen, do you know the origin of this palace?" ”

Chen Liang looked around, and a hint of vague fear flashed on his face: "I'll tell you when you come back." ”

I hummed, slowly closed my eyes, and began to recite the mantra left behind by Sorrowless Snow.

Consciousness began to blur and dissipate, and in the endless darkness I felt myself like a kite being pulled, constantly undulating, and I saw the light, and the light was above me, so close to me, and it looked bright and warm, and for a moment I thought that heaven had opened its doors to me.

So I flew towards the light, and at that moment, I gave up everything, even the mission of understanding the way of the Yellow Spring, and I flew to the gate of heaven with all my heart.

The moment the body passes through the light, all perception dies.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself lying in a 10-square-meter room, which was very dimly lit, there were no windows, and in the middle of the room was a large rectangular dark hole that I didn't know where it led.

Opposite the big hole, next to the wall, is another bed, and a middle-aged man sits next to the bed.

Judging from the layout of the surroundings, this is a double cell, which should be the "five hundred layers of hell" that Bei Wuxue said.

I struggled to sit up from my bed, looked around in horror, and on the wall in front of me, I saw a string of numbers: 34.

"Welcome to Hades." The middle-aged man on the bed opposite spoke gloomily, and this person spoke in a very strange voice, like saliva in his mouth.