"It is said that the ancient qi practitioners can lay down the spirit gathering formation and condense the vitality of heaven and earth for cultivation, and my flower mark on the other side is comparable to a large-scale cultivation formation!"

Rubbing the mark on the palm of his hand, Cheng Hao turned his head to look out the door.

At this time, it was noon, and it was supposed to be the time when the sun was scorching, but perhaps because of the flowers on the other side just now, which devoured the vitality of heaven and earth on a large scale, now within the reach of Cheng Hao's gaze, there was a dim image in the sky, and the gray seemed to be shrouded in haze.

"It seems that the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi of this world is too thin to withstand the absorption of the other side flower, if it comes back a few more times, it is estimated that there will be a natural disaster. ”

At Cheng Hao's current realm, he has a certain degree of foreknowledge of some things in the future, and he can vaguely feel that if he continues to let the flowers on the other side devour the vitality of heaven and earth without restraint, I am afraid that great changes will occur in this world.

Shaking his head with some regret, Cheng Hao no longer bothered about this matter, anyway, he has only been in this world for a month, and it is not easy to get this opportunity, and there is no need to force the rest.

"Brother Cheng, was your Yuan Shen back just now?"

The movement of the aura vortex just now was too big, Xu Qinglang couldn't figure out the reason, and could only attribute it to the impact of Cheng Hao's return to the original god.

"Well, it's back. Cheng Hao nodded.

"What is the scene of hell, can you tell us?" Hearing Cheng Hao's exact answer, Xu Qinglang suddenly became interested and asked with some expectation.

Not only Xu Qinglang, but even Zhou Ze and Bai Hao, their faces were full of expectation, and their hearts were full of endless mystery about hell, whether they were living or dead.

"I only walked a short distance in the Yellow Springs Road of Hell, and as for places like the Yama Hall and the Nai He Bridge, I was driven out before I had time to go. ”

"Ah? Even an immortal like you, who has cultivated a Taoist primordial god, has been driven out, did you meet the king of Yama?"

"No, I met a nondescript divine beast, if I expected it to be true, it should be the Diting Divine Beast under the seat of Jizo Bodhisattva, it is quite hostile to me, I don't want to conflict with it, so I withdrew. ”

Cheng Hao's voice was flat, but the danger was that he couldn't tell outsiders, if the divine beast really made a move at that time, his divine soul thought would definitely be dead or alive.

"Let's talk first, I'll go upstairs to rest for a while, this trip to hell, I feel a little tired!"

Seeing that Zhou Ze and the others still wanted to continue to ask, Cheng Hao waved his hand and walked directly to the second floor.

Coming to a bedroom on the second floor, Cheng Hao sat cross-legged on the floor, and then his mind went directly to the mark on the palm of his right hand.

"Take me back...... I want to see my sister again!"

As soon as Shen Nian approached the mark, the young man's murmur sounded in his mind, like a dream, although the voice was gentle, but with endless obsession, the obsession will not disappear, and the voice will never dissipate.

Ignoring the murmur, Cheng Hao's soul thoughts directly probed into the flower imprint on the other side, and in an instant, fragments of memory poured into Cheng Hao's mind.

......

"Come on, brother, come on!"

In the wide open space at the head of the village, a girl dressed in coarse linen clothes, with bare braids and bare feet, sat on the big stone in front of the village, holding her cheeks in her hands, smiling at the teenager who was practicing boxing not far away, and waving her arms from time to time to cheer.

......

"Brother, don't go, don't go!"

The little girl fell to the ground, her little hands were covered with blood, looking at the figure of her brother who was forcibly taken away, and let out a desperate cry, this farewell seemed to be goodbye.

......

In front of a lake blocked by a mysterious force, a young man in beast armor was muttering to himself, as if he couldn't let go of someone on the other side of the starry sky, stroking a grimace mask, extremely lost.

"The blood of the gods, the blood of the demons, and the blood of the Buddha have all been poured on its body, and it will be my turn soon, it doesn't matter if I die, but who can help me take care of my sister, she is still too young, I can't rest assured. ”

The young man kept begging the people next to him that if he could return to the other side of the starry sky, he asked them not to forget and help him raise his eldest sister, but everyone looked indifferent and didn't look at him.

......

On the top of the towering mountain, a withered young man who no longer had the strength to stand up, covered in blood, was struggling with all his strength to carve ancient words with his fingernails on a boulder.

"I'm going to die, who...... Can you help me take care of my sister?"

Exhausted the last bit of strength in his body, the young man fell heavily to the ground, holding a bronze mask in his arms, and a faint voice came out, with regret, with unwillingness, with pleading, as if he had come across the ages.

"I just can't rest assured that my sister ......"

......

In the wind-swept hell, the boy walked on the Huangquan Road in a daze, which was very long and seemed endless.

"Oh, a soul from another plane of time and space? This kind of soul with space-time attributes is the most suitable for cultivating the other side flower, and the poor monk's luck is really good. ”

A gentle laugh came from the unknown void, and at the same time, an invisible giant hand appeared out of thin air, setting off a burst of spatial ripples, snatching the young man's soul away, cleanly and without any mud and water.

......

The memory picture came to an abrupt end, and the rest of the picture was frozen on a three-color flower, and there was no longer any change.

Putting away the thoughts of the divine soul, Cheng Hao couldn't help but sigh.

He didn't know what the boy's name was, who his sister was, and what world he lived in, but these did not affect his empathy for the boy.

He's also a person with a sister.,I can understand the feeling of the teenager and his sister for his life.,If one day he also falls.,I'm afraid it's like this boy.,I can't rest assured that my parents and sister can't be relieved, right?

Standing up, Cheng Hao felt a little heavy, except for the young man's obsession and scattered memories, there was no trace left in this flower imprint, which would not have any bad impact on his cultivation.

On the contrary, because of this extra mark, he can exert the magic power of the flower on the other side, devour the vitality of heaven and earth, and can quickly cultivate and improve the divine power in the dantian, which is not a great creation for him.

"I, Cheng Hao, have clear grievances, since you have given me a chance, if there is a chance in the future, I will take you back and take a look at my sister again!"

Rubbing the imprint of the flower on the other side in his heart, Cheng Hao silently made a promise in his heart, not for anything else, just for the young man's obsession to see his sister again, and he was willing to help the other party.

This may be the sympathy between my brother and my brother.