It can be imagined how huge the underground space is, the nineteen-story tower, which is easily contained in it, and even above the top of the tower, there is still dozens of meters of extra space.

At the bottom of the tower, there are many golden metal materials, which are too far away to see the specific details.

Standing in the distance and looking up at this majestic building is one who is in awe.

The shape of the tower is strange to the extreme, the whole body is pitch black, and the architectural style is neither ancient nor modern, revealing indescribable mystery.

In the entire underground space, there is a faint white fog, and the tower appears and disappears in the fog, and there is a dead silence around, giving people a creepy and heart-pounding feeling.

"This is the nineteen-story tower we're looking for." The evil farmer turned around and smiled at us, "Everyone, please come with me, we will see it up close." ”

While leading the way in front, the evil farmer introduced: "According to the codex left by my ancestors, this demon tower is a microcosm of the nether world, that is to say, in the deepest part of the nether world, there is also an identical demon tower. ”

Everyone was stunned.

We all know that the nether world is the destination of the dead, after death, the nether world is the first stop, according to the karmic retribution before death, failure, the soul will fall into the underworld to suffer, success, then enter the other side of reincarnation.

If there is a saint in the world, then he probably doesn't have to break through a single level, and even reincarnation has nothing to do with him, and after death, a better destination awaits him.

But such a person, after all, is too rare, how many saints can be produced among a billion people?

To get back to the point, the evil farmer said, the demon tower in front of us is the epitome of the nether world, so what was the purpose of those Qinghai Dao people who built it back then?

I expressed my doubts, and the evil farmer put away his smile and replied with a gloomy face: "In the Nether Realm, in the nineteen-story demon tower, there are nineteen terrible demons sealed, and in the human world, this replica you see is just an empty shell, and naturally there will be no demons in it." ”

Cui Taichu muttered in despair: "In other words, the rumors are false? I thought that the Qinghai Demon Tower was sealed with a big demon. ”

The evil farmer shook his head: "My ancestor Dao Fa Tongtian, once saw the true face of the demon tower in the nether realm, after returning to the world, decided to reproduce it, the purpose of doing this, first, is to warn the world, death, is not the end of eternity, on the contrary, death is the beginning, when the day of reckoning comes, all the sins you have committed in your life, and even every evil thought that has not been put into action, will be repaid in another world, hundreds of billions of times!" ”

"Second, this demon tower in the world is also a symbol of totem, and the main reason for building it is to pay tribute...... Three gods. ”

"God?" The corners of Yin Feng's mouth twitched, and his eyes became frightened: "Which three gods?" ”

Evil Nong: "These three gods are the supreme masters of the entire bardo realm, and they are also the gods who control the fate of the entire human race, and according to the ancestral codex, they are called the Three Sisters of Destiny. ”

The Destiny Sisters?

Could it be that the three women I saw on the staircase mural were the so-called three sisters of fate?

"Yes." The evil farmer nodded: "The murals you saw just now depict the legend of the three sisters of fate. ”

"And I, I prefer to call them the goddesses of fate."

While leading the way in front, the evil farmer pointed to the huge demon tower and said: "This replica, although it is only an empty shell, it is inextricably linked with the demon tower of the netherworld, my ancestors, with the permission of the goddess of fate, did not hesitate to spend huge financial resources and manpower to build it, in a sense, it has also become a passage to connect the netherworld, of course, the passage only belongs to the goddess of fate, it is said that sometimes they will come to the world to see ......"

As we spoke, we were getting closer and closer to the Demon Tower, the temperature was getting colder and colder, and all the scenes around us were full of treacherous things that did not belong to this world.

It was as if we had come to the world of the dead.

I jumped down from my back since I was a child, and I saw that the ground below the demon tower was full of small mountains, heavy gold bricks, and all kinds of brilliant natural sapphires, exuding dazzling light.

Seeing these astonishing treasures, Zhu Feiyue's eyes lit green, and he dragged the evil farmer's arm and asked, "Can I take them away?" ”

Evil Farmer smiled: "Whatever you want." ”

Zhu Feiyue roared madly, and strode towards the Golden Brick Mountain, I know him, Brother Zhu is from the bottom of the society, he is really poor, this kind of pie-in-the-sky opportunity, he will not miss it if he dies.

But he pounced.

Zhu Feiyue's body strangely penetrated the gold bricks, his face was facing the ground, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he screamed in pain.

It turns out that these gold and silver treasures are just illusions of nothingness!

"As I said, this is a microcosm of the netherworld." Evil Farmer sighed towards Zhu Feiyue: "If you have the ability to go to the Netherworld and find the real demon tower, the treasures there are real, just bring back a few pieces, and you will lie on the bed and count the money for the rest of your life." ”

When Zhu Feiyue fell on his heels, the eyes of Yin Xianfeng and the others were attracted by a big tree.

This tree is seven or eight meters high, and the shape and color of its branches and leaves are very similar to the distribution map of human cerebral blood vessels, fine and boundless, growing violently in all directions, revealing a strong bloody atmosphere, and two trunks with the thickness of a millstone, the whole body is transparent, flashing with a little crystal starlight.

"It's ...... Shura Tree? The pupils of the sinister peak were rapidly congested, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

"That's right, it's the Shura Tree." The evil farmer walked under the tree and introduced us, "As a god in Buddhism, the asura is imperfect and has many flaws, but it is still a god on the high!" How easy is it for an ordinary soul to achieve the power of the Shura Realm? All the way through the bloody rain, through many disasters, a little careless, the soul annihilated. ”

"When you reach the Nine Heavens of the Rakshasa Realm, you need to swallow the fruit of the Shura Tree in order to break through in one fell swoop, and the Shura Tree will never appear in the human world, even in the Nether Realm, it is extremely rare! There is an ancient saying in metaphysics, called one city and one fruit, which is to describe the preciousness of the fruit of Shura! ”

"A city can't be exchanged for an Asura fruit!"

I raised my head and looked at the blood-colored crystal fruits on the tree, silent, the way of heaven is ruthless, a mortal, if you want to become an asura, it is even more difficult.

But obviously, the tree in front of me was also illusory, and when I got closer, my body penetrated the trunk directly.

Yin Feng's face was hideous to the extreme, and his ambition did not allow him to stay in the Rakshasa realm!

"I don't need the Shura fruit to break through, and the souls of those three yin things are enough for me to impact Asura."

The evil farmer touched his chin and agreed: "There are no absolutes in everything, and there are some rare individuals who are born and are destined to be asuras, even if they don't use the fruit, it is only a matter of time before they sublimate. ”

"Am I right?" The evil farmer glanced at everyone, Cui Taichu and Xiao Burying both nodded, it seems that they have not swallowed the fruit of Shura, and they have gone up on their own.

"Of course, the vast majority of ordinary people, with ordinary qualifications, are destined to be inseparable from the Shura fruit, in this case, he can only go to the Nether Realm to find it in person."

The evil farmer looked at me and Zhu Feiyue with great meaning.

Everyone gathered under the tree to talk about all kinds of things, Xiao Burying disappeared, and I don't know where to go, after a while, she called me softly in the distance: "Brother Li, come quickly, I found a good thing." ”

I bypassed the Shura tree and ran to the open space behind the Demon Tower, where there stood tall ancient stone tablets, each about three meters long, different colors, carved with tadpole-like inscriptions, and below the stone tablets, there were animal totems of different shapes.

These steles remind me of the mysterious ancient shamanism.

Xiao Tai took my hand and came to one of the fiery red stone tablets, and when I looked around, I saw a lifelike fire phoenix carved below.

From the lava in the depths of hell, it is reborn in nirvana and feathers into the sky.

The inscription on the stone tablet made my scalp buzz and tingle when I saw it.

It contains a complete set of mantras for cultivating the flame aura! There's a passage on how to transform resentment, and it's exactly what I desperately need!

The gloomy enemy who died in my hands, the resentment precipitated in the dantian, but I never understood how to transform resentment into resentment, after so much suffering, walking on the edge of death again and again, the goddess of fate finally smiled at me!

Without saying a word, I sat cross-legged in front of the stone tablet and memorized all the mantras word for word.

Xiao Burying was always by my side, and after I remembered the mantra, she pulled me again and watched one by one:

"Every stone tablet records the cultivation method of the rarest aura in the world."

She pointed to a miserable yellow stone tablet and said excitedly: "Look, this is the yellow spring water aura. ”

"This piece of pure white is the aura of the stars."

"Brother Li, look at this piece, it's pitch black, it represents the shadow aura of my cultivation, but unfortunately, I have already learned the things on it."

Looking at the stele one by one, I clenched Xiao Burying's hand tightly: "Brother, thank you, even my master doesn't know, how to practice resentment, thanks to you, you helped me find the stele." ”

"Say, how can I thank you?"

Xiao Burying Mei looked at me straightly, pulled out her little hand, and gently stroked my face: "It's a pity, Brother Li, you are too weak...... After all, we are not people of the world. ”

I looked at her in dismay, "Why do you say that?" Didn't you promise to be a brother to me for life? ”