"This ......"

After looking at the demonic sword with even more demonic qi and sharper blades, Lin Heng couldn't help but look at the Black Rakshasa suspiciously.

Black Rakshasa said lightly: "It is a magic sword, living in the netherworld for a long time, and the demonic energy is naturally increasing day by day. ”

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but shake his head:

"This is a divine weapon, if you stay in the underworld, you will definitely shine in the past."

"Put your hands on it, it's wasted."

Black Rakshasa told the truth, not sarcastically about Lin Heng.

"Where's Nightshade?"

Lin Heng didn't care about Black Rakshasa's words, he was just worried about the safety of Nightshade.

"Don't worry."

Black Rakshasa said: "The sword is in the spirit, and the sword destroys the spirit." ”

"This sword is good, and the sword spirit is naturally worry-free."

"It's just sleeping."

At this point, he was a little impatient.

"I've answered a lot of your questions, when, give me something?"

Lin Heng did not respond in a hurry, but looked at the outside world with a solemn gaze.

He could feel that the world was full of terrifying existences.

Netherlands.

It is even more sandwiched between the legendary capital city and the city of vain death.

Lin Heng pondered for a moment and said straightforwardly:

"I need to ascend!"

He looked at the Black Rakshasa and said, "You have to help, stop those who stand in your way." ”

Black Rakshasa was noncommittal, but said lightly:

"The Upper Realm Buddhism is flourishing, and soaring may not be a good thing for you."

"Why don't you stay here and work with me?"

"Although we are not all the way, we ...... It is also a long-standing tradition that Taoist priests are qualified for the priesthood of the underworld. ”

"Isn't it?"

Lin Heng didn't deny it, but just shook his head: "It is precisely because of the great prosperity of the Upper Realm Buddhism that I should hurry up." ”

Black Rakshasa smiled thoughtfully, "Are you worried about those people? ”

Lin Heng acquiesced.

The corners of Black Rakshasa 's mouth flashed a hint of teasing: "Then I suggest you, there's still no need to go up." ”

"Why?" Lin Heng was puzzled.

The Black Rakshasa sneered: "It's been nearly a hundred years since they went up. ”

"You are in the world, bad Buddhism."

"Do you think, over the years, have the Buddha Sect found them?"

"Are they really alive now?"

The Black Rakshasa seems to have some schadenfreude.

Lin Heng was puzzled: "Nearly a hundred years? Didn't I just be in a coma for three months? ”

Black Rakshasa sneered: "Why, do you think that the time in the upper realm is the same as that in the lower realm?" ”

"Do you know that every day that passes in the small world, the upper realm will pass a year?"

As soon as this remark came out.

Lin Heng's mind was buzzing.

He was a little incredulous.

"One day on earth, one year in heaven?"

"Are you serious?"

"Shouldn't it be ......?"

Before Lin Heng finished speaking, he was already interrupted by the Black Rakshasa with a sneer: "What, you want to say, it should be one day in the sky and one year on the earth?" ”

"Hah...... Hahaha......"

He couldn't help but laugh and scoff.

"If it is really as the world thinks, the Great Thousand Immortal Realm has cultivated for one day, and the people in the Nether Realm have been practicing for a year."

"Then the upper realm, why do you still have to argue with the cultivators of the lower realm?"

"Do you think that in the Great Thousand Immortal Realm, where did the time come from for hundreds of millions of years of cultivation?"

"Why do you think the existence after the ascension is so powerful?"

"It's the Great Thousand Immortal Realm, more suitable for cultivation? This is true, but it is only one of the reasons. ”

"Time, longevity, is the real thing."

"It is precisely because the Great Thousand Immortal Realm has immortal matter that all living beings have a long lifespan, and as long as they are not killed, they can always live forever and practice."

"Under such circumstances, even if it is a pig, if you practice for 100,000 years, you can become an immortal."

"How can such a place not let three thousand small worlds flock to it?"

"How can it not be born, so many terrifying beings?"

Black Rakshasa sneered.

The world thinks that there is one day in heaven and one year on earth.

However, only those who have reached the upper realms know about it.

People in the lower realm practice for one day, and the upper realm has been practicing for a year.

That's why.

No matter how shocking the talent of a cultivator in the lower realm is, his final achievements may not be as good as a stupid pig in the upper realm.

Of course.

This is the result of practicing in their respective worlds until death.

But if the people of the small world can successfully ascend.

Then everything is different.

The Ascenders, at that time, will show their truly terrifying cultivation talents!

"In the blink of an eye, a hundred years will pass."

"They...... Are you okay? ”

The Black Rakshasa's narration made Lin Heng fall into a long period of sluggishness.

"So now, are you going to go up to them?" Black Rakshasa said lightly.

Lin Heng looked at the sky and took a deep breath.

"Yes!"

Black Rakshasa couldn't help but laugh: "You're really stubborn......"

Lin Heng did not argue.

He was indeed going to find White Cliff Mountain.

But at the same time, he must also soar.

His cultivation is different from others, if he wants to break through the Heavenly Immortals, he has to go to the upper realm!

"Either way, no matter what."

The Black Rakshasa slowly got up and stretched his waist, and countless lice rolled down from him, like a pile of boulders.

He said, "I'll make sure you ascend, you give me something, and by the way, help me bring something up and give it to someone." ”

"Who?"

The Black Rakshasa paused, and said with a somewhat complicated look in his eyes:

"My sister, the ancient Rakshasa Kingdom, the princess of the Iron Fan."

"Who?" Lin Heng's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but blurt out: "The mother of the red child, the princess of the iron fan? ”

Black Rakshasa was stunned for a moment, and his eyes were suspicious:

"How do you know about my sister?"

Lin Heng's face changed slightly, and he explained casually:

"The sage of Taoism once used a secret method to spread the message to the lower realm, and mentioned the matter of Journey to the West."

"Journey to the West!"

When Black Rakshasa heard these two words, his face instantly turned gloomy, and he clenched his fists tightly.

Terrible coercion.

Let those resentful ghosts who sank in the water of the Yellow Spring Pond were all so frightened that they could hold back their wailing and screaming,

Lin Heng's eyes condensed slightly, and his reaction to the Black Rakshasa was not too surprised.

Since he is the royal brother of Princess Iron Fan, it is natural for him to be angry about Journey to the West.

After all.

In the midst of the Journey to the West.

The husband of the Iron Fan Princess, the Great Sage Bull Demon King of Pingtian, was arrested in the Heavenly Court.

And her only son, Red Boy, also became the boy of the Buddha Bodhisattva.

No matter how blessed it is for outsiders to say this.

For the Iron Fan Princess, it is painful to think about it.

Let's put it this way.

Black Rakshasa is still the uncle of the red child!

He was already harmed by Buddhism and fell to the hidden land of the mansion, and now his nephew has also become a Buddhist boy.

The hatred in his heart can be imagined.

"What do you want to bring with you?"

Lin Heng asked.

The Black Rakshasa silently took out a carefully folded handkerchief, and Lin Heng could see the blood-colored handwriting inside.

"It's nothing, it's just a letter from home."

The Black Rakshasa did not hide it, and handed the folded handkerchief into Lin Heng's hands.

Lin Heng didn't snoop, just silently put it away, and then looked at the sky.

His eyes lit up.

Boom.

The sky shattered, and the heavenly cave emerged.

In an instant, the capital city, the city of death, and the ghost halls of the underworld.

They all cast the gaze of the yin owl.

Fourth, I still owe two chapters, I will make up for it, it mainly depends on the state, our interest may not be strong, but the arrears will still be repaid.

(End of chapter)