(Cat flutter Chinese) "What do you want to do with your face? If you want to have a face, you won't be hungry or tired? If you want a face, you will become a god and an immortal?" Siddhartha grabbed a jar of wine without care, raised his head, drank a few sips, and then wiped his mouth and said, "I didn't say you, why are you so particular? There is wine today, drunk today, and sorrow tomorrow and tomorrow." You think so much, and in the end it's still a result. What's the use?"

Siddhartha looked at Feng Yichen with a solemn face, and then handed over the wine jar: "These wines were originally the fine wines of me and my master, but when we went to the Ancient Forbidden Land, we were looted by my Holy Ancestor, and I just got a little interest back this time, I think the wine I stored there back then, I don't know how many times better than this!"

Seeing Siddhartha so free and easy, Feng Yichen was a little ashamed of himself. Although Siddhartha, as a monk, did not do this properly, but this is not a kind of temperament? What he lacks is precisely such a free and easy emotion. Feng Yichen poured a few sips of wine, the spicy feeling filled his body, and many things came to mind in his mind, and every thing made him very depressed. Because these things are all things of the past, all things that I haven't done well.

This time, since I came, I can't regret it when I recall it in the future, otherwise I will regret it.

Feng Yichen thought, a jar of wine has gone down for more than half of the time, and the bluffing Siddhartha hurriedly snatched the jar of wine from Feng Yichen's hand, this is not because Siddhartha feels sorry for this wine, but because this wine is indeed an old wine that has been aged for thousands of years, although it is fruit wine, but the stamina is not ordinarily large. If you don't have the help of cultivation. Feng Yichen's fate is likely to be to fall asleep......

"If you want to drink, I'll ask my master for some when I get back. But you can't drink it now, and you'll have to rely on you as cannon fodder later!" Siddhartha smiled, and everyone laughed when they heard this, indeed, in the current group of people, in addition to Feng Yichen, the rest are the big yellow dog and the tiger spirit, whose body hardness is super strong.

Once they can't resume their cultivation after lying down on that road for a while, then everyone can only be Feng Yichen who is still at the front of the line. After the big yellow dog broke, the group groped a little bit ahead. For everyone's proposal, the big yellow dog naturally had ten thousand dissatisfactions, but seeing that Feng Yichen had no opinion, and seeing that Hu Ling took the initiative to help him, he didn't say anything.

Since everyone has been underground, they don't know how long they have walked, let alone how many days have passed outside. Feng Yichen and the others could only walk and cultivate by feeling, and this way, they walked intermittently for nearly ten days. Ten days, for everyone in the usual days. It was just a flick of a finger, but at this time, it became an insurmountable mountain that hindered them.

At this time, according to the time that everyone calculated underground, this should be in the morning, and seeing that everyone was resting, Feng Yichen took the lead and walked forward. While walking, Feng Yichen looked at the bare stone walls around him, and after continuing to look at it, he actually felt that his heart was beating faster.

Although these stone walls look bare, they are actually polished and clean. Moreover, these stone walls are not flat, and the uneven and convex stone walls are constantly concave and convex on the surface of the stone walls, and the red blood stains are spraying, as if the blood of living beings is spraying up.

This kind of red can be seen almost every few meters, and the appearance of each place is different, and the height is also different, some of the low kind, Feng Yichen can even judge from the naked eye that this is bloodstains. Although I don't know how many years ago the blood stained at this time, at least one thing is certain, that is, something must have happened here.

At this time, not only Feng Yichen had some ideas in his heart, but everyone was very different. Souls are fleshless and fleshless, and if this is really the only way to the underworld, then it is definitely not left behind by the ghosts and ghosts after killing the souls. So what is the matter if it is not formed in this way? Is there any change in the underworld?

Thinking of this, Feng Yichen and the others couldn't help but look back at the big yellow dog and Zhang Bairen, but at this time, one person and one dog just frowned and looked at the bloodstains on both sides, and they didn't say anything, and they really didn't know what was going on, which also shocked Feng Yichen and the others, this trip to the underworld is not simple!

In fact, it wasn't just Feng Yichen who thought so at this time, Wu Di and the others behind him were already a little numb, and at this time, they hadn't approached the place where the fog and fire were gathering in front of them, what kind of scene would there be in front of them?

"Damn, I'm still a little scared!" Siddhartha gritted his teeth, his face was flushed, this little fat man drank on his face, and at this time he was also strengthened by wine, after all, there was already a whirring wind in front of him, the air around him began to flow, and the muddy river on the side passed through the fog in front of him, and then disappeared.

"Do you want to go back?" Hearing Siddhartha say this, Feng Yichen deliberately teased.

"Go back, I'll wipe it, don't be kidding, how can you get out if you go back? If you don't cultivate and don't have aura, let's climb for the rest of our lives, don't even want to climb out!" Siddhartha still remembers that when they jumped in from the outside, if it weren't for the decrease in aura, then they would have fallen to their deaths.

Now when he heard Feng Feng Yichen say that he wanted to go back, he couldn't help but run over tens of thousands of grass and mud horses in his heart, splashing up bursts of dust and flying in the air, obscuring Siddhartha's sight and sight, making him angry and want to bite Feng Yichen fiercely.

"I think we need to be mortals when we're fine. Feng Yichen saw that Siddhartha's face was full of the words grass and mud horse, and he couldn't help but quickly change the topic, and his eyes also shifted from the stone walls on both sides, from here to the mist, all of them were stone walls like this, to be honest, there was nothing to see.

Now they are about twenty miles away from the place where the big yellow dog and the tiger spirit heard the sound of water just now, and there is also no cultivation, the big yellow dog and the tiger spirit can still hear that far away, and even if they were lying on the ground at that time, just touching their ears to the ground, they only heard a faint sound, compared to the big yellow dog, it was really a big deal.

Especially if what I cultivate is the way of nature, if I can't calmly go from a cultivator to a mortal, then how will I face this situation in the future? Think about how I felt that the world of cultivators was so amazing at that time before I fused the divine vein bones, and although I had cultivation before I was sealed, it was really weak compared to now. (To be continued.) )

ps: There are always problems in the writers' section these days, and the card is terrible...... Thank you Sister Lin for the reward Chinese!