In a secret room in the Heavenly Hades Temple, the middle-aged monk stared at the crystal bead in his hand, frowned deeply, and said, "It's difficult to do now, I didn't expect these two people to be directly teleported to the inner hall, and it is also the Origin Hall with heavy formations." ”

The white-haired old man couldn't hide his surprise, and suggested, "Why don't we directly use the Hades Lottery and activate the magic circle in the inner hall to teleport it over?"

The middle-aged monk shook his head and said, "No! the Hades Lotion can only be used once before it is consumed." Don't look at it as just an imitation, but the value is incalculable, and it can't be used easily unless it is absolutely necessary. What's more, the Heavenly Hades Temple is already full of formations, and there are many mechanisms, especially the inner hall, even if it really stimulates the Hades King Lot, I am afraid it is very likely that it will not be able to control the formation prohibition of the inner hall, and the gains will outweigh the losses. ”

The white-haired old man shook his head and said: "If you can't even sign the Hades King, then I'm afraid it will be even more difficult for other magic weapons to control the formation of the inner hall, and now these two people are so far away from us, when we rush there, I'm afraid they will have fled long ago." ”

The middle-aged monk obviously thought of the same question, he rubbed his somewhat sore forehead, his eyes swirled back and forth in his eye sockets, and suddenly said, "Didn't Senior Brother Mo copy the formation in the inner hall? Why don't you let him involve the two of them first, and then take them down in one fell swoop when we rush over." ”

The white-haired old man first intercepted his palms and praised: "Good idea", and then seemed to think of something, and hesitated: "Senior brother, Senior Brother Mo is responsible for transcribing the inner temple formation, and I am afraid it is inappropriate to leave his post without permission, not to mention that he is a disciple of a foreign family, he is good at human feelings, and his combat power is not strong, I am afraid that he is not the opponent of He Zichuan." ”

The middle-aged monk sneered: "Then He Zichuan is just a mud leg, even if you and I win against Senior Brother Mo, it will take an hour or two, let alone him? As long as Senior Brother Mo can use the power of the formation to hold him for a long time, when you and I arrive, capture the two of them, and then he can continue to copy the formation, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"

Hearing what he said, the white-haired old man nodded slightly in agreement. The middle-aged monk said again: "In addition, these two people appeared in the inner hall as soon as they entered the Heavenly Hades Temple, which is really too strange, so I have to quickly report this matter to a few uncles and uncles, and ask them to return to the Heavenly Hades Hall to sit in the town, just in case." ”

The white-haired old man nodded and said, "Okay, I'll do it immediately." ”

In the Origin Hall, which was as bright as day, the girl stared at a pair of beautiful big eyes, staring in amazement at the flowing strokes on the wall, pointing at a certain place from time to time, and asking He Zichuan a question in her heart.

He Zichuan patiently answered the girl's marginal questions, while looking at the content he was interested in, at first he also felt surprised everywhere like the girl, but gradually he changed from simply surprised by the mural to shocked by the content of the mural, and later the content of the mural formed a lot of terrible conjectures in his head, which made his face sink.

The girl didn't pay attention to He Zichuan's face, she pointed to the changing picture on the wall, and asked He Zichuan excitedly: "Hey, pervert, those dozen pictures just now seem to be telling a story." ”

He Zichuan nodded and said, "That's right, he's talking about a powerful monk who creates an interface bit by bit. He Zichuan's voice was very low, like a demon crawling out of hell.

The girl sighed softly and asked, "Pervert, what's wrong with you? Is the mural not pretty?"

He Zichuan smiled bitterly: "The murals here are also the only ones I have seen in my life, and they are extremely magical. It's just that...... Look at those two maps. ”

The girl followed He Zichuan's fingers and saw that there were two maps on the wall that would not move, this kind of map that would not change was unattractive to her, so she didn't pay attention at all, and at this moment He Zichuan asked her to look at it, so she was also well-behaved, and carefully looked at the two maps.

In less than a dozen breaths, the girl sighed softly again and asked, "Hey, pervert, these two pictures are obviously the same size, why are they empty and dense?"

He Zichuan said: "This is because although these two pictures look the same size, their scales are different, the picture on the left is empty because it represents a relatively small actual area and there are few things that need to be marked, while the picture on the right is densely packed because it represents a large actual area and there are too many things that need to be marked." ”

The girl was confused and asked, "What's wrong with these two pictures?"

He Zichuan sighed: "Judging from the geographical shape and the scenery of the mountains and rivers, the map on the left is the interface where we are, and the map calls it the Nine Secret Mansions. The map on the right should be another interface, and the map is marked with the Heavenly and Human Realms. ”

When the girl heard this, her eyes immediately lit up and she said, "Wow, it turns out that there are other interfaces besides ours, and they are still so big." The girl sighed, seeing that He Zichuan was not interested, she lowered her voice and asked, "Is there another interface?"

He Zichuan shook his head and said: "There are no wonders in the world, naturally it will not be only our world, but the difference in size between the two worlds is too big." ”

The girl asked, "How big?"

He Zichuan smiled bitterly: "It's about a hundred thousand times......

The girl gasped and exclaimed, "It's so much bigger than our interface?"

He Zichuan nodded helplessly. After the shock, the girl suddenly showed a sudden look, her two big eyes turned around, and said to He Zichuan: "Hey, pervert, you don't have to be so stingy, are you unhappy just because other people's interfaces are bigger than ours? ”

He Zichuan smiled dumbly and said: "Of course I won't be troubled by the small interface, what I am troubled about is the source of this interface." Seeing the girl's big eyes fluttering and blinking, looking stunned, He Zichuan explained warmly: "The naturally generated interface is collectively called the Tiancheng Realm, and the created interface is collectively called the Cage Realm. There are many essential differences between the Celestial Realm and the Cage Realm, such as the size of the interface, the thickness of the barriers, the amount of resources, and so on. There is also a terrifying problem. The Heavenly Realm is naturally generated, and naturally gives birth to all kinds of life, and also carries the fate of monks, demonic beasts, demons, ghosts, and other things that are against the sky. The reason why the cage realm is called the cage realm is because the purpose of those powerful monks to create the cage realm is to grab the resources in it, and cut off the power of incense, faith, and luck for their own use, just like a huge cage, imprisoning animals to be slaughtered. ”

He Zichuan exhaled a turbid breath and sighed faintly, "I always thought that the so-called Cage Realm was just a fabrication made up by those who pierced and attached it, after all, how much power and how many resources it would take to create a realm by myself? But today, when I see those murals of creation, I realize how lonely I was before, and I was a frog at the bottom of a well. ”

The girl seemed to be startled, covered her pink mouth with her jade palm, and said timidly: "You mean, we are likely to be animals that have been imprisoned by others?"

He Zichuan nodded, and the girl retorted: "But although our interface is relatively small, it can't necessarily be said that it is the cage realm." ”

He Zichuan said: "When I read about the Cage Realm in the classics, several of our senior brothers also discussed, based on the scale of this realm, even if several God Realm cultivators joined forces, it would be extremely difficult to create such a huge interface, which not only required huge resources, but also required a deep understanding and control of the law, and even more required to have a huge amount of mana, which was almost impossible to do. Therefore, we all agreed at that time that this realm should be a relatively small Heavenly Formation Realm, not a very huge cage realm. But now it seems that we are still naïve. Look there......" He Zichuan said as he raised his hand and pointed towards the wall on the far right.

The girl followed the direction of He Zichuan's finger, and saw a few lines of words engraved on the wall at the north end of the hall: The king is based on its yin and yang realm, killing the divine beast one hundred and seventy-six, taking its spirit as the source, the flesh as the mountain, and the plasma as the sea, creating nine secret mansions, thinking that the cave mansion, and then building the heavenly underworld temple as the dormitory, and the gods worship under the heavenly underworld hall day and night to praise the king's merits, and the king is overwhelmed, so he seals this world.

After reading these lines, the girl patted her chest and said fearfully: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a cave, we haven't really been fenced as livestock." ”

He Zichuan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Even if it is really a cage for captive monks, who will write it clearly? ”

The girl's brows furrowed into a Sichuan character, pursed her mouth, and said impatiently: "You pervert, people say no, you still have to guess, you call yourself an animal everywhere, do you like to be an animal so much?"

He Zichuan was stunned and said: "Words and deeds must always be judged by evidence, and you can't believe what people say, right?"

The girl said angrily, "Then you are saying that I am stupid?"

He Zichuan asked rhetorically, "Aren't you stupid?"

The girl snorted, turned her little face and was angry with herself, He Zichuan didn't know where the idle energy came from in her heart, she felt inexplicably funny, and ignored her and continued to look down the wall.

Outside the Origin Palace, an old man wearing a hat and a short shirt like a fisherman hurriedly flew over, he picked up a strange magic decision in his hand, and his eyes shot two blue lights towards the Origin Palace, and the blue light was stopped by an invisible barrier three or four feet outside the Origin Palace, and the invisible barrier emitted a circle of ripples like water waves, absorbing all the blue light shot out by the old fisherman.

The old fisherman squeezed his eyes fiercely and sighed: "Sure enough, it is an incomprehensible high-level magic circle, it seems that you can't enter, so you can only wait here for the rabbit." But it's okay, the old man can just try the newly copied high-level magic circle, and lay a net here, just waiting for them to come from the net. After saying that, he also took out a crystal bead the size of a wine glass, pinched the law in his hand, and said something in his mouth, and the figures of He Zichuan and the girl slowly emerged from the bead.

The old fisherman breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself: "Fortunately, the two of them are still in this Origin Palace, I hope they don't touch the mechanism by mistake and be teleported to other places." ”

Three hundred miles outside the lonely city, a brigade of White Tiger Guard monks opened the way and escorted the big men into the place of death. At this time, the Yin soldiers who were raging for a while were long gone, but a large number of monks who were sucked away by them and the primordial gods were transformed into powerful zombies and other ghosts. Under the leadership of the seven Saint Realm masters, the White Tiger Guardian monks fought all the way, and it was very laborious to walk.

And the four world-class top masters rode together in a luxurious flying chase, slowly moving forward under the arch guard of the White Tiger Guard. There is a cave in the flying, it seems to be a huge palace, not to mention four people, even four hundred people, four thousand people sitting together is more than enough. At this moment, the four masters were sitting around a low table in a certain hall, each calculating their own thoughts. Still dressed in a green shirt, the Gathering Spirit True Monarch asked Jin Zun, who was closing his eyes and thinking, "I said, why do we go to such great lengths to fly directly to the Gate of the Hell and enter it?"

Jin Zun opened his eyes and said lightly: "The deity also wants to do the same, but I don't know what kind of situation I will face after entering the gate of hell, and it is good to take more people to run errands." ”

The Holy Emperor was puzzled: "In that case, why don't you send a few more Transformation Realm masters?

Jin Zun smiled and said nothing, and the other three all understood that the reason why Jin Zun didn't send other Transformation Realm cultivators to participate in this operation was that most of them thought that the future of this trip was uncertain, and they wanted to leave as much capital as possible for Jin Chuan. And even if the Holy Realm monks lose a few, they won't hurt their muscles and bones, and the ones under the Holy Realm are just cannon fodder, and no one will care.

Juling Zhenjun put down the teacup in his hand and said, "Okay, I'll go and open the way for the children, so that this road is as slow as a snail crawling." As he spoke, he was about to get up and leave, but was stopped by Jin Zun.

Jin Zun said: "True Monarch, please be restless, if you can make a move on the deity, why not have a little mana? Any power that surpasses the Holy Realm in this place of death will attract a counterattack from the Yin soldiers." If it weren't for the bad things of the old man of Meishan Lord, how could there be Yin soldiers riding out in all directions and creating a dead land for hundreds of miles, and we wouldn't have to work so hard. ”

"The Yin soldiers haven't dispersed yet?" Hearing this, the Demon Emperor, who had never spoken, suddenly asked.

Jin Zun nodded and said: "At this moment, all the Yin soldiers should be guarding near the Gate of the Underworld, and we must have the protection of the Treasure of Heaven and Heaven to cross the Gate of the Underworld, otherwise even if the four of us join forces, it is impossible to break in under the guard of so many Yin Soldiers." ”

Juling Zhenjun quipped: "The Holy Emperor's Karma Fire Red Lotus Sword has not been brought out in Southern Xinjiang, and the Demon Palace Bafang Hui Demon Tablet and Jinchuan Jinyu Immortal Bell are missing with the two little guys, but I didn't expect that my action would fall on my Haotian Treasure Mirror this time, it is really a stormy meeting." ”

Somewhere in the far north, on a small lake with a vast smoke, in the thick fog, a small fishing boat slowly rippled with the waves. A handsome boy dressed in white is carefully and slowly arranging his outfits. An old servant slowly paced out of the cabin, stood still behind the white-clothed man, and said, "Childe, everything is ready to stop. ”

The man in white said "um", suddenly looked at the misty middle of the lake, and asked abruptly, "Uncle Fei, how many years have we been here?"

The old servant replied respectfully, "It's been almost a hundred years." ”

The man in white showed a hint of confusion and sighed: "Yes, time flies, I didn't expect it to be a hundred years in a blink of an eye." ”

The old servant stood quietly aside, listening to the emotion of the man in white, and did not interject.

The boy in white suddenly smiled and said excitedly: "Uncle Fei, we are going home soon, I am really unspeakably excited." On his handsome and extraordinarily fair face, two intoxicating lumps of red rose, which looked very charming.

The fishing boat drifted and slowly melted into the fog, never to be seen since.