However, after the incident, the Duoling Daoist searched for the same masters and came to the following conclusions: the first is that when the martial artist died, he still had the Five Thunder Seals in his hands, which caused the servants of the underworld to dare not capture his soul for the time being; The second is that the two beads that the Duoling Daoist put into his mouth should be where the essence of the turtle demon is, not the night pearl, which makes the originally dead martial artist able to return with the help of the essence of the turtle demon; The third is that they are doing the right thing for heaven, punishing evil and promoting good, so the principles of heaven are clear, the cycle of cause and effect, good is rewarded with good, and evil is rewarded with evil. Although the martial arts people could not escape the catastrophe of this fishing village, God gave him a chance to be a new man after he experienced that tribulation, which can be said to treat him well.

It's just that what makes Duoling Dao and Wen Dao people a little sad is that since the martial arts people came back from the dead, not only have they become a little stuttering when they speak, but their brains are not as bright as before. The whole person's personality has changed greatly, from the original unruly and unruly, to the current point where to fight, it always feels weird.

Later, the Duoling Daoist consulted the ancient books and found a relevant explanation: that is, the martial arts person was resurrected from the dead, so her birth date changed, which led to a change in the personality of the whole person.

What kind of life a person has is really very related to his own personality, and vice versa, I raise my hands and feet to agree.

"Jia Shu, through the matter of the martial arts people, you should know why our senior brothers stopped you from saving your friends, right?" Wen Daoren's eyes looked extremely vicissitudes at the moment, and I just glanced at the other party, and then looked away, unwilling to look directly into the other party's eyes.

Seeing my tangled appearance, Wen Daoren continued to persuade me: "Everything in the world has a certainty, everything needs to be done within your ability, and everything must be done in moderation. I know that you are a doll with deep roots, and you are not only a descendant of Yuangong, but you also had a relationship with the ancestor of Bodhidharma in your previous life, but you have to know clearly that this is the underworld, no matter how good you are, you must follow the rules here, and the end of going against the sky is very miserable. ”

I know these two-nosed people are saying this for my own good, but I will never let those guys in hell go to my friend's detriment. It's just that now I'm alone, once I find Nian Chu and the others, I will definitely try my best to save them from the sea of suffering, definitely!

Seeing that I didn't speak for a long time, the martial arts man was a little surprised, and after making eye contact with the Wen Daoist, the martial artist spoke: "Now that we have passed the small hell of broken tendons and bones, and then we will go forward to the small hell of squatting on the top stone, the little hell of pulling out the tongue and piercing the cheeks, the little hell of branding fingers, the small hell of amputated limbs, the small hell of wooden clips, the small hell of pumping intestines, and then the entrance to the third layer." ”

I looked at the honest martial artist, sorted out my thoughts, and then asked, "Have my companions been taken to the third layer by Luo Tianbao?" ”

The martial artist thought about it for a long time with an embarrassed face, and then glanced at the Wendao man beside him. Wen Daoren found that after talking for a long time, I was still a thief and worried about saving those evil spirits, so his face became extremely unhappy. Fortunately, the martial arts people were more realistic, and finally told me the truth: "After all, it is far away from the other party, and I haven't counted how many ghasts I escorted, but it seems that there are no less than five." ”

I crossed my fingers and counted the evil spirits I saved along the way, Nian Chu, Zhang Wuji, Shui Sheng, Hong, Guo Shun, Yuan Yuan, Bingbing, Qin Feiyang, Zhengming and An Ran, who didn't know if they were saved, there were close to ten people, and it seemed that there should still be people left in the second layer of hell.

I was thinking about it here, but my eyes were suddenly attracted by a group of ghasts not far away. I saw five ghost guards escorting two ghasts, walking in the direction we were.

At first, I didn't pay much attention to it, after all, there are many such teams escorting ghasts in Hell, and I had seen a few on the way here. But what kept my eyes off the ghast for a long time was the gaze of the ghast. Why is one of them so much like Yuanyuan, there is a trace of helplessness in sadness, while the other is like Bingbing, with a little scheming in his eyes, but it is not well hidden, and it is easy to be seen. These two ghasts tugged at my little heart.

Speaking of which, I have to explain: in hell, ghasts look similar, maybe they have been tortured for too long, and ordinary people look at those ghasts as neither human nor ghost.

Thinking of this, I said to the martial artist, "I want to come down and walk by myself for a while, can you see it?" ”

"Okay, I'm already tired." The martial arts man is very honest and speaks his inner thoughts directly.

"Wendaoren, what do you see?" I knew that the final decision on this matter was still in the hands of Wen Daoren, so I turned my head and asked Wen Daoren beside me.

"Then you'll have to promise not to cause us trouble." Jiang is still old and spicy, and Wendao people immediately guessed my thoughts, so they forced me to make a promise.

Seeing that I was about to pass by that team of ghost soldiers, I couldn't think about it much, so I could only nod my head in agreement. After seeing my nod, Wen Daoren motioned for the martial artist to put me down, but he didn't want my feet to touch the ground, so he asked loudly to the group of ghost soldiers, "Are you Yuanyuan?" ”

Thinking that the civil and martial arts people were not low in rank in the Netherworld Mansion, the team of ghost soldiers nodded and said hello after seeing the two of them. But when I shouted this, the group of ghost soldiers stopped, and looked at me in confusion with steel forks in their hands.

One of the ghasts nodded blankly at me after hearing my shout, knowing that I was going to tear up the agreement with the Wendao.

It's just that I know the skills of Wendao and martial artists, I only have one chance, once I miss, not only will I not be able to save Yuanyuan and Bingbing in front of me, but I will also fall into a disadvantageous situation for Wenwu people.

I first adjusted my breathing, because during the time I was in the arms of the martial artist, I was idle, listening to the stories of the martial arts people to advise me, and paying attention to the martial artists' every move. I found the other person's breathing to be very interesting. It's almost like it's going to be spit out. Inhale once, after lasting fourteen steps, start to hold your breath for about twenty-one steps, and then start exhaling, also fourteen steps, and so on.

I also tried it in the arms of a martial artist, and found that I couldn't do it to the same level as others, I could hold seven steps on inhalation, about fourteen steps on breath holding, and then expel the gas in the chest cavity in seven steps.

You don't need to breathe in hell, but after breathing in this way, I feel very light and my brain becomes clearer.

So when I came to the ground, I began to follow the martial arts man's method of vomiting just now, and adjusted my mentality. When I found out that my body had reached its peak state, I let out a loud cry, broke through the "plastic wrap" that blocked the leakage of my spiritual power, and killed the group of ghost soldiers...

to be continued