Hell, what a loud noun.

No matter how different the East and West are, they all eventually gave rise to the term hell that sounds like a gloomy wind.

This is the convergence of evil, here is the nest of evil, here is the root of evil, here is the endorsement of violence, and one of the bad things that can be thought of is related to this.

But in fact, if it is just a prison in the conceptual and primitive sense, the prison of the legendary lord of heaven and earth, used to imprison the souls of the wicked after death, so that they are tortured day after day, paying the price for their sins in life that can never be repaid.

Since the birth of the name of Hell, few people have been willing to come to this place, or even mention it.

Everyone wants to go to heaven and enjoy happiness, and they don't want to go to hell to be humiliated by those demons or imps.

The fact that there is a half-hidden gate of hell at the foot of Koya Mountain is shocking enough in itself.

But today, there is such a group of people, and the ultimate goal is actually hell, and they are trying their best to go to hell in front of others at any cost.

It's simply an incomprehensible madness.

When he heard Lu Xiangbei say this, Yong Bowen was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth wide for a while, so he looked at Lu Xiangbei with suspicious eyes.

Everything must have a reason for its occurrence, and there is only one reason why this group of mages can risk their lives to go to hell, and that is the benefits that Yu Chengshi had said before the war to snatch from Koyasan. Now it seems that this great benefit is in the middle of hell! But what good can there be in hell for Yu Chengshi, an arms boss with a bright future, wants to get!

Lu Xiangbei ignored Yong Bowen, and after confirming that there was no danger and that Yong Bowen was in good health, he commanded his subordinates to enter the transparent portal.

Yong Bowen followed the team, the last to enter the door, and re-entered this strange world where fire and flowers coexist.

Seeing the scene in front of him, even the well-disciplined battle mages couldn't help but have a small commotion among them.

The vision is truly astonishing.

Lu Xiangbei looked at the sea of blue flowers in the lava field, his expression was a little excited, but then his expression became strange, and he frowned: "That's not right! ”

Yong Bowen's heart moved, and he asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Lu Xiangbei pointed to the sea of flowers and said: "Under normal circumstances, there should be a ghost in the flower field who is plowing and harvesting, but why can't a ghost see it here?" ”

"What the hell? What is this flower field? Do you know this place or have you been there? Why are we here? ”

Yong Bowen shook out a series of questions in his heart.

Lu Xiangbei pointed to the lava flower field and said: "That's the magic ying flower field, the smoke that spews out of the stamen is the magic flower powder, after collecting and refining, it is the demon soul essence powder!" Now these pollen are flowing away in vain, which is definitely a great loss. ”

It's actually a demon soul essence fan!

The first time Yong Bowen came into contact with the Demon Soul Essence Fan was when he teamed up with Xiao Zengxiang to deal with the eldest prince, he saw with his own eyes the terrifying scene of a good little fat man transforming into a alien after taking the Demon Soul Essence Powder, and then he knew that there was such a drug in the magic world, and his impression of this Demon Soul Essence Fan had not been very good.

It's just that Xiao Zengxiang said that this demon soul essence powder came from the West, why is there such a large planting area in Japan, and what hell is it!

Yong Bowen asked: "Isn't the Demon Soul Essence Powder a thing made in the West?" How did it end up here in Japan? Lu Xiangbei explained: "This plantation is not in Japan, but it can be accessed through the gateway to guò. This is no longer the realm of earth. Shingon Buddhism is the first place in the world to produce Demon Soul Essence Powder, and it is also the source of nearly sixty percent of the world's Demon Soul Essence Powder. Yong Bowen felt a little disgusted, pointed to the Demon Ying Flower Field and asked, "Chairman Yu took so much effort to let you come here to grab these Demon Soul Essence Powder?" Lu Xiangbei categorically denied it: "Of course not! We're here to destroy this portal! Yong Bowen couldn't help but be in awe of Yu Chengshi, he didn't expect that this arms boss was still an anti-drug activist, he just wanted to praise two sentences, but he didn't want Lu Xiangbei to say again: "How much can we take here and snatch away?" Of course, we can't waste precious time on this, our goal is to find the owner of this plantation, sign an agreement with him instead of Shingon Buddhism, set up the coordinates, and reopen the door in the country after returning to China, so that the entire plantation will be ours! Yong Bowen's face darkened at that time, and he said unhappily: "It turns out that you came to Japan desperately to replace Shingon Sect as this drug supplier?" Although my Yong Bowen is not successful, I don't disdain to go to drug trafficking! ”

Lu Xiangbei was stunned and said, "What kind of drug?" What drug trafficking? Who did you hear say that Demon Soul Essence Powder is a drug? Yong Bowen saw Xiao Qingheng transform into an alien with his own eyes that night, and remembered the doctor's advice, so he sneered and asked, "Isn't it?" Is it true that people who eat this kind of thing will not hallucinate and become excited, and taking too much will cause the body to mutate? Lu Xiangbei said: "Of course not, Great Heavenly Master, your understanding of the Demon Soul Essence Fan may be a little wrong. This demon soul essence powder is extremely widely used, can be used for first aid, medicine can also be used as a chemical additive for the manufacture of magic weapons, is a rare magic raw material, if you can get the production base of this demon soul essence powder, it will be greatly beneficial to the development of the company! As for the direct oral administration you said is the most wrong usage, the Western mages don't know much about the Demon Soul Essence Powder, and they only know that after taking it, the strength, spirit, body, and reaction will be increased several times in a short period of time, so they use it as a combat potion. I didn't know that this was purely a violent thing, and it was a chronic suicide! If you take a small amount of this thing, there will be some uncomfortable reactions after the strength of the medicine, such as body collapse, soreness or headache, but if you take too much, the body will produce a sharp mutation under the use of the drug, and once the whole mutation is completed, it will become an inhuman life similar to a demon, and it will become crazy and lose its mind, only know how to destroy and kill, and its life span will be drastically shortened, and it will often die within a week. Even if the dosage is controlled, long-term use will cause irreversible damage to the body. The Shingon Sect's production of demon soul essence powder is not such a usage, but to help cultivation, increase spiritual power and control power, and will never be taken lightly in ordinary times. After the use of the Demon Soul Essence Powder was completely distorted by Western mages, it became a drug and circulated in the magic world, and everyone used it so wrongly. It's like opium, which is used carefully as medicine in our country, but in the hands of those Westerners, it becomes a drug that is simply used to make money. ”

Yong Bowen was extremely surprised when he heard this, and asked suspiciously: "Since you know the true purpose of the Demon Soul Essence Powder, why don't you publicize it and let everyone stop taking it?" Lu Xiangbei smiled bitterly: "It's not entirely wrong to say that this thing is a drug, when a mage has experienced the benefits of taking Demon Soul Essence Powder, he will always be reluctant to leave it away, but after using it a few times, he will become addicted and have to take it regularly, even if they know the true use of Demon Soul Essence Powder, it doesn't make any sense, for an addict, he knows that taking drugs is wrong, but how can he not take it like this?" We can't reverse this trend! And ......" he paused, and then said, "The real use of the Demon Soul Essence Powder involves trade secrets, how can we just publicize it?" You're your own person, so I'm going to say that! ”

Yong Bowen was still a little relieved, and asked, "Then after we seize this plantation, will we sell Demon Soul Essence powder for profit?" ”

"Of course not, we don't have enough raw materials to use, how can we sell them directly and wastefully like Shingon Buddhism?" Lu Xiangbei said with a smile, "After we use the Demon Soul Essence Powder to make a variety of finished products, we can earn more money, isn't it a hundred times stronger than directly selling raw materials?" ”

Yong Bowen thought in his heart, if this is the case, it will be equivalent to destroying the source of more than 60% of the share of drugs in the magic world, and it is also equivalent to sweeping drugs in disguise, so he let go of that bad feeling and said with some apologies: "Captain Lu, I misunderstood you, I'm sorry." ”

Lu Xiangbei shook his head and smiled: "Great Heavenly Master, you have made two mistakes in this sentence, first of all, we are our own people, what misunderstood your words, it is too angry, and secondly, it is normal for you to ask these questions, which shows that you are righteous in your heart, and you will not be carried away by the huge temptation in front of you, which makes me admire you very much, and I don't need to apologize at all!" ”

Yong Bowen was a little embarrassed by Lu Xiangbei's praise, scratched his head and said: "What kind of righteousness is this, I just think this is poisonous...... It's not good after all......"

The misunderstanding was explained clearly, and the atmosphere was restored to harmony.

Lu Xiangbei commanded the crowd to prepare to enter the sprawling plantation.

Yong Bowen saw that Lu Xiangbei was acting in an orderly manner, obviously knowing what to do, and couldn't help but ask beside him: "Captain Lu, where are we going to find that plantation owner?" ”

Lu Xiangbei said: "According to the intelligence, there should be a small island in the center of the plantation, with a gateway to hell on it......"

Yong Bowen heard the question, "Aren't we in hell now?" ”

"I just said that this place can't be regarded as hell, it can only be regarded as a buffer zone between hell and the world, and such a place has been specially opened up for planting magic flowers. Demon Ying Hua can't survive in the human environment, and humans can't stay in hell for too long, so it's easy to do business with such a buffer place. Lou raised his arm to the north and pointed to the depths of the flower field, "The real gates of hell are over there!" ”

Yong Bowen was in a hurry when he first came in, and he was pulled back before he could see it all, and when he heard Lu Xiangbei say this, he looked in the direction of his finger, and sure enough, he vaguely saw a small island in the middle of the flower field, and a large black circular hole could be seen on the island, and there were arcs of electricity in the hole from time to time, which looked eerie and terrifying. An arch bridge rises from the sky below the embankment, spanning the flower fields and connecting with the island.

All the mages took out masks from their backpacks and put them on their heads, and Lu Xiangbei also stuffed one to Yong Bowen and asked him to bring it, "Demon Ying pollen contains demon soul essence powder, and when we walk over it, we must pass through the pollen bunch, which is to prevent inhalation." ”

Yong Bowen fiddled with the light gas mask in his hand, and suddenly burst out, "Captain Lu, have you been here before?" ”

"No, it's the first time I've been here."

"Then how do you seem to know everything? Is it so well prepared? ”

"This is information provided by the pre-operation intelligence group, and as for how they know this, it's not for me to know. If the Great Heavenly Master is interested, you can ask Chairman Yu when you go back. ”

Ready to stop, the team carefully descended to the bottom of the embankment, stepped onto the arched bridge, and headed towards the island in the middle of the flower field.

The arched bridge was thin and narrow, but it was shoulder-width and made of thin stone slabs, and there was no pillar underneath, but it was firmly horizontal in the air, and I think it was a spell to do so. People can only line up in a row to go up to the bridge in turn, people walk on the bridge, the dark clouds are rolling on the top, the wind is calling, the lava is boiling under the feet, the heat is steaming, every step away from the embankment case, you feel far away from the world.

The island seemed to be not far away, but in response to the old saying that the mountain runs a dead horse, the group walked all the way along the small bridge, walked straight for more than an hour, and walked for more than ten miles before they could come to the edge of the island.

I saw it clearly when I got closer, saying that it was an island, but in fact it was a whole boxy stone, 100 meters high, the black hole on it was a circular portal, occupying the center of the entire island, a circle of boulders inlaid by the door, which was deeply engraved with complex runes, the black light in the door floated, like a black water surface, from time to time there were electric light shoots out, stirring up the black light waves, like water waves. The foul-smelling wind kept blowing from inside the door, making people unsteady on their feet, but fortunately all the mages who came here were highly skilled, holding their hands steadily, supporting each other, and carefully descending the arched bridge and stepping onto the island.

Yong Bowen looked at the black gate leading to hell in front of him, and suddenly remembered the dark gate in the World of Warcraft, when he finally practiced to level fifty-eight, he was finally able to pass through the door, and followed a team of people to rush through the door, and at first glance, he saw that the battle was in full swing under the long steps, and he rushed down to participate in the battle without figuring out what was going on, and then naturally wiped out in front of those elite monsters...... Well, this is a tragic memory, and I hope that this tragic mistake will not be repeated in reality.

As soon as I stepped on the island, the chanting sound that seemed to have been far away in the sky suddenly became louder, as if the speaker that had been playing low volume was suddenly turned up to the highest volume, and it sounded so loud that people's ears buzzed, and their heads were in chaos.

Yong Bowen subconsciously covered his ears, but the other mages all took up their weapons for the first time, in this place, except for the monks of the Shingon Sect, who would stand at the gate of hell and chant the scriptures.

Everyone set up a battle formation and looked around, but they didn't see any * bald heads, and they didn't know where the monk who was reciting the scriptures was hiding.

Suddenly, a mage pointed to the ground in front of the Gates of Hell and shouted, "There it is! The voice was filled with an incredulous suspicion and amazement.

Yong Bowen looked in the direction of the mage's finger, and sure enough, he saw a bald head, but it was only a bald head.

To be precise, there was a slick human head on the ground in front of the gates of hell, and the back of the head was pointed at the unhurried unwillingness of these newcomers, and the incessant chanting of the man's head emanated from the head. In fact, if you look closely, it's not just a human head, there are two shoulders under the human head, but the bare head is so eye-catching that many people ignore the shoulders below.

With the endless chanting sound, strings of golden Sanskrit characters from under the bald head illusion out, flying towards the gate of hell, the end into the dirty door space, close to see that behind the black filth faintly visible by Sanskrit characters composed of a large golden net to block the entire portal, something is behind the gold net kept impacting, knocking out one after another weirdly shaped bulges, as if the bubbles in the boiling water keep coming out, just wait for the water to boil will burst open!

The mages were stunned, scattered into a half-moon shape, and slowly approached the back of the bald head from behind.

Yong Bowen was sharp-eyed, stared at the bald head carefully for a moment, and found that as the golden Sanskrit characters continued to fly out, the shoulders under the bald head were slowly getting smaller, and the bald head slowly descended to the ground, as if there was a quicksand below, which was constantly devouring the monk's body.

Suddenly, the chanting stopped, and a low and hoarse voice came from the bald head, "It's a fellow Daoist of the Mage Association?" "This is actually Japanese, and those who know Japanese can understand it, but the Yongda Heavenly Master who can't understand Japanese doesn't understand. But as soon as he heard this voice, Yong Bowen couldn't help but sigh lightly, a strange look appeared on his face, and he rushed to the front of the bald head in front of the others, and when he saw the bald head, he couldn't help but blurt out: "Eight-leaf dead wood!" ”

The mages were in an uproar for a while, Lu Xiangbei made a quiet gesture, followed to Yong Bowen's side, carefully looked at the wrinkled old face, took out a PDA from his waist, and after carefully comparing the electronic photos of the eight-leaf deadwood, he finally gasped: "The eight-leaf deadwood!" ”

The most powerful boss-level enemy in the illusion of the Japanese Mage Association, the Great Master of the Eastern Secret and the Japanese Mage Association, who has been shocking the Japanese archipelago for decades, actually has only one head left!

Of course, this is not the most outrageous place, the most outrageous thing is that the eight-leaf dead wood with only one head left is still alive, and can still chant scriptures, and when he saw Yong Bowen appear in front of him, he could still show a wry smile, and then greeted: "It turned out to be Lord Yongshi, the poor monk is so polite!" At this time, Yong Bowen was still wearing a mask, and I don't know how the monk with only a bald head left recognized him.

Yong Bowen, who was shocked, couldn't care about being polite, and blurted out: "Master Eight Leaves, why did you become like this?" What about your body? ”

The eight-leaf dead wood sighed: "The poor monk is just repaying the karmic results, and the cycle of karma is unhappy, and it is reasonable to end up like this." In the past few days, the poor monks have been struggling to support, and now they are running out of oil and lamps, and they can't hold on for long. ”

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I'm so confused, what taboo did any *bald head doom doom?