The entire seventeenth layer of hell looks like a dim grassland with no end in sight.

On the ground, a small, light black grass grows. This little grass has only one rhizome, and on it grows a long, flattened leaf, only three inches tall, which looks unremarkable.

In addition to the small black grass, you can also see some stones of different sizes, scattered all around. It adds a different color to the monotonous grassland.

Between the breaths, there was not the slightest aura in this place, and even in the air, there was a rotten and long-sealed atmosphere.

After appearing here, Dongfang Mo and the others looked around, all looking carefully.

The only thing that surprised them here was that compared to every layer of hell they had walked through before, there was not the slightest aura in the entire seventeenth layer of hell.

However, it was not surprising to think that in the sixteenth and seventeenth layers of hell, it was all the Half-Ancestor Realm cultivators who were suppressed.

You must know that the Half-Ancestor Realm cultivators, even if they don't have aura, they don't have any impact on them.

In addition, the seventeenth layer of hell was silent, and no movement could be heard.

"This is really a ghost place...... "After looking around, I listened to Gusu Yedao.

The rest of the people did not speak, but they clearly agreed with what he said.

"Mother, I don't want to be here."

At this moment, I only heard Mu Wan'er look at Mu Ziyu and say.

Ever since she stepped into the seventeenth layer of hell, she had been hugging Mu Ziyu's neck tightly and looking around a little nervously.

"It's like a grave." And he listened and left his mouth. Because in the whole seventeen layers of hell, there is lifelessness.

Mu Ziyu took a breath, and then looked at a few people: "Everyone, even if the deity has broken through to the half-ancestor realm to cultivate, you have also seen the result. Don't say it's me, even if more than 20 half-ancestors join forces, the final result is that they will be suppressed by the Buddha. So now, you don't have to put your hope of going out on the deity. ”

Hearing this, Gu Suye and the others' faces were a little calm.

"According to the deity, if you still want to go out, you can only rely on yourself." Listen to Mu Ziyu speak again.

Gu Suye and Xiaoli both heard the meaning of her words.

They had been together for hundreds of years, but now that they were in a desperate situation, it was time to separate. And in their hearts, they also have this idea.

Because of the current situation, huddling is not a good choice for them.

"A hundred thousand miles behind the deity, there is a low mountain, and the deity will be in retreat there for a short time. Everyone walks together, and if he needs anything in the future, he can come to me in that place. Mu Ziyu said again.

"That being the case, thank you very much, and the old body will say goodbye first." Only listen to the apostasy.

After finishing speaking, she arched her hand slightly towards Mu Ziyu and the others, then turned around, stomped the cane in her hand, and shot in a certain direction.

Xiao Li actually said that he would leave, and it was extremely simple.

Knowing that her back had disappeared, everyone withdrew their gaze.

The rest of Gu Suye and Dongfang Mo glanced at each other, and Gu Suye saw a touch of calm in Dongfang Mo's eyes.

With his relationship with Dongfang Mo and friendship, I think that in the matter of a way out, Dongfang Mo will not hide anything from him.

So he arched his hand towards the two of them, "I'll go around and see what's so strange about this place." ”

"Senior brother, be careful all the way." Dongfang Mo returned a salute to him.

And Mu Ziyu just nodded slightly.

Mu Wan'er looked at Gu Suye's farewell, still drooping her head, looking listless.

She didn't understand that maybe Gu Suye's parting would be tens or hundreds of years, or even longer.

Looking at Mu Wan'er, who was pouting, Gu Suye shook his head, and then turned around and left.

At this point, only Mu Ziyu and Dongfang Mo are left here.

At the same time, the two also looked at each other, their eyes together.

Carefully planned for hundreds of years, during which in order to break through to the half-ancestor, the two even accidentally gave birth to bloodline descendants. But I don't want the final result, but the bamboo basket is empty.

"Senior Brother Dongfang, no matter what, sister, I can break through to the half-ancestor realm to cultivate, I still have to thank you." After a while, I listened to Mu Ziyu speak.

Dongfang Mo smiled slightly, "Thank you for not needing." ”

Originally, they had to use that special method in order to get out of this place. Thinking about it now, even if he can't leave, Dongfang Mo will not regret his original move.

"Sister, I have some questions for you, I don't know if you have time."

"It just so happens that Poor Dao also has a little favor, and I want to ask Senior Sister Mu for help." Dongfang Mo said with a smile.

"In that case, let's go." Mu Ziyu bowed.

After finishing speaking, she stimulated a layer of anger, and after covering Dongfang Mo and herself, the two of them took Mu Wan'er and galloped all the way in the direction behind them.

Her destination was the low mountain 100,000 miles away.

The Half-Ancestors of the Sixteenth and Seventeenth Layers of Hell have been suppressed here for countless years, and they are all in different areas.

Although he was a newcomer, Mu Ziyu also planned to choose a place first to stabilize the cultivation in the early stage of the Half Ancestor Realm.

Although there was no aura here, it had no effect on the Half-Ancestor Realm cultivators.

In addition, what she comprehended was the law of time, the power of this supreme law, and there was no requirement for the place of cultivation. Because no matter where she is, time will be lost, and after comprehending the law of time, she will be able to continue to cultivate.

After the two of them left with their front feet, from the crack above the head of the seventeenth floor, a series of figures appeared from small to large.

Some of these people were dressed in robes or robes, while others were dressed in different costumes. They were monks in the pious city, and some were monks in the Sixteen Realms of Hell.

They also thought the same as Dongfang Mo and the others, maybe in the deepest seventeenth layer of hell, they would find a glimmer of opportunity.

At Mu Ziyu's speed, it didn't take long for them to reach their destination.

I saw that in front of me, there was a low mountain that looked inconspicuous.

After arriving here, Mu Ziyu escaped into the mountain. Then Dongfang Mo made a move, and a cave was dug out in the interior of the mountain.

Along the way, Mu Wan'er, who buried her head in Mu Ziyu's neck, was still muttering constantly, she didn't like this place.

Mu Wan'er has lived in Qiancheng for more than a hundred years, and the sunny and lively Fancheng is naturally not comparable to the seventeenth layer of hell that is lifeless at the moment.

"Hey......"

Standing in the cave, Mu Ziyu put Mu Wan'er down, and sighed at the same time.

It doesn't matter if she and Dongfang Mo were suppressed here, but Mu Wan'er has been in the eighteenth layer of hell since she was born, which made both of them feel a little guilty in their hearts.

At the same time, the desire of the two of them to leave the eighteenth layer of hell has also become stronger.

looked at Mu Wan'er, who was placed on the ground and sat directly on the ground, still depressed.

Dongfang Mo took a slight breath, then took out the whisk and swept it gently.

Suddenly, a law of vitality spread in the cave. Under Mu Wan'er's gaze, a kind of emerald green vine grew on the wall of the cave, constantly climbing all over the wall. At the same time, there was a faint light from the vines, which made the cave extremely bright.

On the ground, small flowers and grass are popping up.

As Dongfang Moqu's fingers ejected again and again, his mana was condensed into a fluttering butterfly, which began to flap its wings among the flowers.

"Huh!"

After seeing this scene, Mu Wan'er's eyes showed a bright color, and she saw her get up and start chasing butterflies all the way in the cave, and at the same time, she could hear her joy coming continuously.

After seeing this scene, Mu Ziyu was a little surprised at first, and then she nodded slightly, looking at Mu Wan'er, her eyes were full of softness.

At the same time, I only heard her say: "What happened to my junior brother before!" ”

As she spoke, her gaze kept falling on Mu Wan'er.

The pain on Dongfang Mo's face before, she could see it clearly.

"Senior Sister Mu can check it out for herself, this is also what Poor Dao wants you to help with." Oriental ink road.

"Oh?" Mu Ziyu became interested, and at the same time looked at him.

Next, Dongfang Mo told Mu Ziyu about the lotus in his body, but he didn't say the origin of this thing.

When he learned that there was a lotus seed in his dantian that could not be taken out as if it had taken root, Mu Ziyu was extremely surprised.

So at Dongfang Mo's request, she examined a lotus in his body.

And she advanced to the half-ancestor realm to cultivate, and she also used several means to try to get out that grain and a lotus seed. But the final result was that from the cave, there was a roar that came out of Dongfang Mo's teeth after clenching his teeth.

This scene was blocked by a layer of aura inspired by Mu Ziyu to avoid being seen by Mu Wan'er.

Mu Ziyu's several ways couldn't shake the slightest of that grain and a lotus. It seems that the lotus and Dongfang Mo's dantian have grown into a whole.

To no avail, Mu Ziyu could only stop. Dongfang Mo took a deep breath and soothed the severe pain remaining in his body.

Even Mu Ziyu, the half-ancestor, couldn't shake the lotus in his body in the slightest, it seemed that it was really the same as Dongfang Mo thought, this lotus might not be as he thought, it was a great opportunity. This thing may have been of great help to him at the beginning of his cultivation, but in the end, this was the guillotine of life.

After thinking about it again and again, Dongfang Mo did not tell Mu Ziyu the speculation about the Pure Lotus Dharma King in his heart, but suppressed this matter in his heart.

It was only after soaking a stick of incense in the cave that Dongfang Mo calmed down.

At this time, a solemnity appeared in his eyes, and then he took off a storage bag on his waist and put it in front of Mu Ziyu.

"What is this?" I only heard Mu Ziyu ask.

"Senior sister, try it, if you can open this thing."

This storage bag is the one that is suspected to be left by the Sanqing Ancestor, and it is also the thing that the Qingling Dao Sect Sect Leader has been looking for for thousands of years.