Those who enter the eighteenth layer of hell do not need to drink Meng Po soup, so they can retain the memories of their lives.

Hell does this so that those who enter it know what it means to repent and not live in peace. Inside, they will suffer endless asura sufferings to atone for the sins they have committed during their lifetime.

Ning Yu stepped on that land, and it felt amazing.

It is vast, with bright sunshine, lush trees, and trickling rivers, and it is no different from the human world where I once lived.

But such a world did not reject his extreme yin body, his pale face gradually returned to blood, and the rotten qi in his body was swept away, as if he had been reborn. So even though he is now a ghost, he never feels that he is dead.

Ning Yu looked at the world in front of him in a daze, this was a world full of life and all things were competing, completely different from the lifeless and eerie horrors of other layers of hell, which completely subverted his worldview.

"Didn't you say that this is the Shura region, how do you feel like it at all!" Ning Yu looked confused.

Shout!

However, at this moment, two rays of light, one black and one white, rushed towards Ning Yu from the horizon at great speed.

Ning Yu's pupils shrank sharply, his cultivation before his death was still there, and he could see at a glance that they were two terrifying figures, one black and one white.

"To be able to fly in the sky, cultivate to at least the end of a universe general!" Ning Yu said secretly.

Today, the known cultivation realm today can be divided into Yu Bing, Yu General, Yu King, Yu Emperor, Yu Xian, Yu Immortal King, and Yu Immortal Emperor.

Each realm is divided into four levels: the beginning, the middle, the end, and the peak consummation. As for whether there are other realms above Emperor Yuxian, the foundation of the Yi Ning family is not known at all.

Some people say that there is, and it is an existence beyond heaven and earth. Some people also say that no, Emperor Yuxian is the pinnacle of the Immortal Dao.

Ning Yu was at the end of a universe general before his death, and he was able to fly in the sky.

Bang!

The void in front of Ning Yu exploded, and a man and a woman appeared above Ning Yu.

The man is dressed in black, graceful, handsome and chic, and the woman is dressed in white, beautiful as a flower, and delicate.

Ning Yu quickly searched for the cognition of Hell in his memory, his face changed suddenly, and he said in a trembling voice: "Hell Venerable, black and white impermanence!"

"Giggles!"

A charming laugh sounded, and Bai Wuchang threw a wink at Ning Yu and said, "A little vision, it's not like a person who can do anything to Meng Po." How's it going? The deity is as beautiful as a flower, are you hot and unbearable now?"

Ning Yu lost his mind in an instant when he heard this, as if he had lost his soul. This made a cold sweat break down his spine.

It is said that white impermanence is as charming as a fox, captivating the country and the city, and it can hook the soul of men all over the world, which is true.

Moreover, black and white impermanence are the two venerables of hell, the big red man around the king of Hades, whose strength is unfathomable, and his status is equal to that of bull heads and horses, civil and military judges, etc.

"What's the matter, Meng Po can go up, but she's not interested in me?" Bai Wuchang was charming and moving, and covered his mouth and smiled.

Hei Wuchang glanced at Bai Wuchang, and said angrily: "Don't be embarrassed for the little brother, people's sexual orientation is not good for you!"

Then he looked at Ning Yu and said, "You kid is also a bit of a blessing, not only did Meng Po not pursue your business, but also took out her life savings to bribe me and the two, let us arrange an easier errand for you." ”

Ning Yu was stunned for a moment, his face was hot, and a deep sense of guilt arose in his heart.

If it wasn't for the last resort, how could he do such a beast with his temperament!

Hei Wuchang had an evil smile on his lips, and said, "We have collected the money, but how can there be any easy errand in this eighteenth layer of hell, don't you think it's embarrassing for us?"

Ning Yu couldn't help but chuckle when he heard this, Meng Po sold Meng Po soup for the king of Hades in Nai He Bridge, and all ghosts in the world had to buy it, and the oil and water in it could be understood with your toes. If she really paid to pave the way for him, the amount would definitely not be less.

Ning Yu retreated and said respectfully: "The two Venerables are above, the little ones don't dare to expect anything, as long as you have the heart!"

"Giggles, you see that this little brother has a level of speaking, but he is much more subtle than some ghosts who can only pat on the back!" Bai Wuchang glanced at Ning Yu and laughed.

"But the problem is that we also received another share of the money, and it's a lot!" said Hei Wuchang with a look of embarrassment.

Ning Yu's face sank when he heard this, this hell is full of chaos, and the degree of corruption is even worse than that of the human world, there must be people from the Tang family behind this.

"Are you scared?" Ning Yu's eyes flashed with coldness, his mind was in a hurry, knowing that if he didn't fight for it at this time, maybe he would die again without even seeing Tang Feng's face.

"Two Venerables, my Ning family also has the deceased who are operating in hell, and they will definitely not treat the two of them badly today. Ning Yu said very nakedly.

That's the good thing in hell, you buy and I sell, as long as it's profitable, it's going to be very straightforward.

Black and white impermanence was stunned for a moment, and Bai impermanence leaned into black impermanence's ear and whispered: "Meng Po also eats imperial grain, let's look down and see you in the future, since you took how much money to give her face, what do you say?"

"But it's hard for the Tang family to explain it!" said Hei Wuchang frowned.

"You're stupid, we're still afraid of a businessman. But we can't get along with money, otherwise we will repair him to waste, and then casually throw him to a city with a slightly lower mortality rate, then both sides can be regarded as having an explanation. Bai Wuchang squeezed his eyebrows and said.

"You're still smart, just do it!" said Hei Wuchang thoughtfully.

Ning Yu saw that the two of them were talking to each other, and he felt bad, so he ran away. But Hei Impermanence directly slapped a big hand and slammed it on his back. He only felt that his lower abdomen was hot, his dantian was violently shattered, and his bubbling true qi was going against the current like a frenzy in the angry sea, and the meridians in his body were shattered inch by inch, and his cultivation was in vain.

Yes!

Ning Yu was bleeding from his seven orifices, let out a shocking scream, and fainted.

Bai Wuchang glared at Hei Wuchang and said angrily: "Why are you so heavy-handed, the meridians of your whole body are broken, even if he is useless in this life, it is impossible for him to continue to practice in the future!"

"Hehe, if you want to blame him, blame him for his bad life, blame others!" said with a sneer.

"You don't even give Meng Po face, it seems that the conditions that the Tang family promised you are not simple!" Bai Wuchang said coldly.

"It's not easy, they promised me to find a few beautiful women in the human world to kill and send them down to me as a maid. This eighteenth layer of hell is the same as dying early or late, and there is nothing to be sorry for. "Black Impermanence said indifferently.

Those who can practice will live a little longer, but the suffering will also be a little longer, it is better to die early and be liberated.

Bai Wuchang was speechless, looking at Ning Yu and couldn't help but shake his head, Ning Yu was finally defeated by greed.

......

A month later.

Ning Yu woke up faintly and found himself lying on a dilapidated wooden bed, sore all over.

Ning Yu struggled to sit up, gritted his teeth, and said fiercely: "Black and white impermanence, when Lao Tzu mixes his head in the eighteenth layer of hell, you will definitely look good!"

Then he swept around, it was a very dilapidated mud house, with four walls. The sunlight shone in through the broken tiles of the roof, reflecting a colorful halo, which was quite beautiful.

Ning Yu was sitting precariously, absorbing and exhaling, but soon beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face became more and more ugly.

The dantian in his body couldn't collect qi and disperse qi at all, and there was pain in his heart from all the meridians, and he couldn't continue to cultivate.

"Damn!" Ning Yu clenched his fists, his face extremely pale.

Not being able to cultivate meant that he was no different from a waste in the eighteenth layer of hell, which greatly reduced the chance of surviving in the cruel eighteenth layer, let alone going to Tang Feng for revenge.

"Black and white are impermanent, and the deception is too much!" Ning Yu roared angrily in his eyes, his eyes full of monstrous anger and murderous aura.

The blow was too great to accept than to die once.

Outside the door walked an old woman, very old, with a wrinkled face, walking bent over, her head almost touching the ground.

"You're awake!" the old woman put a basin of water in front of Ning Yu and motioned for him to wash his face.

When Ning Yu saw the old woman, he forcibly suppressed his anger and murderous aura, and squeezed out a smile on his face and said, "Old woman, where is this?

Ning Yu took the basin of water, his face full of gratitude.

"This is the town of hungry ghosts, and a month ago I went out begging and found you lying unconscious in a stinking ditch, so I rescued you. But you've slept for a month!" said the old woman.

Ning Yu looked suspicious, he is 1.88 meters tall, his body size is golden ratio, how can he weigh 160 pounds, can this old woman carry him back?

"It's not me who carries you, it's my grandson!" the old woman seemed to understand Ning Yu's thoughts and explained.

"Oh!" Ning Yu replied, then got out of bed and washed his face.

After washing his face, he found that his face was extremely pale, and there was a dead air inside and out.

The death breath here does not mean that he is dead, but that his heart is dead.

Cultivation has been abolished, the meridians are broken, and he will not be able to practice from now on, and he can no longer see any hope.

"Young man, I don't think you are a very vicious person, how did you get into this level. The old woman sat down on the threshold of the earthen house and asked.

Ning Yu was speechless for a while, why did he enter this layer, he didn't know where to start.

"It doesn't matter, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, and I have been careful to keep my duty all my life, and I don't enter this layer after I die. But once you die, do you still care which layer you are on? The old woman said kindly.

Ning Yu looked at the old woman, although her cultivation was wasted, she still felt that she was still there, so he could see at a glance that the old woman was an ordinary mortal who could no longer be ordinary.

But it was this kind of ordinariness that deeply moved Ning Yu, who was born in a famous family.

It is a kind of indifference, a kind of return to the truth, a kind of love and gratitude for life.

"Old woman, aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person if you save me?" Ning Yu asked.

"Good people or bad people, all the people who come here are a bunch of poor ghosts, what is there to be afraid of. The old woman laughed.

Ning Yu laughed when he heard this, because he had forgotten that he was a ghost.

Because here, the feeling of being alive is so real that you can't tell whether you are alive or dead.

"It's all dead, do you think there's anything worse than that? Look at it, it's not a big deal. The old woman saw Ning Yu, who was mourning and dying, and her eyes flashed with the wisdom of the people who had come over, and she sighed.

Ning Yu was shaken all over, yes, he died once, do you still need to care if you can practice?

"Thank you, mother-in-law!" Ning Yu stood up straight and bowed respectfully to the old woman.

"It's the same end of the world, and I can't talk about thanks. Before it gets dark, you can go out for a walk first, and you should be in a better mood. I'll go get you something to eat. The old woman suggested, and she got up and walked away.

"It is not terrible for people to die, but it is for the heart to die. If the heart does not die, spring will be everywhere!" the old woman's fluttering voice came again.

Ning Yu looked at the back of the old woman leaving, stunned.