He has the realm of death, the road of the soul to return, 800 miles, no flowers and no leaves, yellow sand everywhere, stretching and flowing, so the name is Yellow Spring.

There are demons inside, named Meng Po's family, all of whom are women, wise and resourceful. He is a good eater and a good cooker.

Meng Po soup, with eight tears as the guide, has nine directions, and the fragrance can pass through the nine heavens. Whoever drinks it will not remember the past.

On this day, the yellow sand was everywhere, the ghost howl was endless, and there were ripples in the void, and a short-haired young man in white walked out with a sword.

"I hope this mission can be more reliable....."

With a wave of his hand, an illusory curtain of light appeared, and then the young man's face turned a little green.

Host: Lin Xi

Gender: Male

Age: 22

Ethnicity: Human

Realm: Innate

Exercises: Northern Shengong, Six Veins Divine Sword

Item: Protective Golden Light (Beginner)

The world in which it is located: the soul ferries the Yellow Spring

World Mission: Obtain the Book of Life and Death, save Sanqi's life (Progress: 0)

Penalty for failure: 300 years of Ice Hell

Task reward: One lottery in the mall

Lin Xi's face twitched for a long time before he forcibly held back the urge to scold his mother, but the hand holding the sword was bruised.

Jumping directly from the world of martial arts to the world of mythology, who can accept it? The most important thing is that the task is still pitted.

The golden light of the body protection is indeed awesome, but it is difficult to say whether it can withstand the attacks of the ghosts and those immortal cultivators, after all, the system has not given an answer.

"Calm, calm, the sweeping monks have all been killed by me, not to mention some ghosts and immortal cultivators..."

Lin Xi kept comforting herself, but her confidence was a little lacking.

"System, how long is it until the plot starts?"

"Twenty-four hours. ”

"Enough, you should be able to rush to Meng Pozhuang before you have no name. Lin Xi looked at the map on the light curtain and muttered to himself.

Nameless is the starting point, and it is also the most critical person in the soul ferry world, as long as the idea stops Nameless from killing Meng Po, then it will be easier for him to complete the task, and he will not have to fight with those immortal cultivators after three hundred years.

Identify the direction and sprint directly to Meng Pozhuang, in the case of not having much time, Lin Xi will not delay too much time, you must know that the nameless has become an arhat.

Twenty-four hours to travel five hundred miles, it is not difficult for immortal cultivators, but for Lin Xilai, it is necessary to die, even if the internal strength of the innate martial artist is endless, he can't bear it.

With the support of internal force, Lin Xi's body was like a phantom speeding in the vast desert, bringing up a cloud of dust.

"There are still two hundred miles..."As he moved forward, Lin Xi's eyes were staring at the countdown on the system panel, and he kept calculating the time.

A long time of rushing is extremely torturous to the body, and the consumption of internal force is even more terrifying, but fortunately, the realm is not bad, and the internal force recovers very quickly, and it only needs a simple rest.

The journey of 500 miles was extremely long, and it took Lin Xi nearly 22 hours to arrive.

"This is Meng Po Zhuang?" Lin Xili gasped outside the village, looking at this extremely simple Zhuangzi.

This Meng Pozhuang is not so much a Zhuangzi as a house made of gloomy wood from loess, but it is a little bigger.

At this moment, the gate of Meng Pozhuang is closed, and the surroundings are extremely quiet, there is not a single ghost, only the whistling wind.

"Nameless is almost here, and now Meng Po should be interrogating that ghast. Lin Xi looked at the time on the system panel and guessed.

The beginning of the plot does not refer to the time when the movie begins, but to the time when the main line takes place, and also refers to the moment when Nameless arrives at Meng Pozhuang.

After adjusting his state, he walked towards the closed wooden door, intending to meet Meng Po, who was extremely tragic in his life.

Stretched out his hand to push open the wooden door, and then Lin Xi's body trembled, because he happened to see Meng Po swallowing the evil ghost in one gulp.

"Heh... Hehe.. Meng Po, hello.." Lin Xi's scalp tingled at the sight of Meng Po, who had turned into a human form, although Meng Po was extremely beautiful.

Compared with Lin Xi's nervousness, Meng Po leaned lazily on the chair and looked at Lin Xi, "I sent all the ghosts away today, but I didn't expect to miss one, you come here." ”

Meng Po said and beckoned to Lin Xi, showing her beauty.

But Lin Xi had a feeling of wanting to cry without tears, because he remembered that Meng Po didn't seem to be very friendly to the living, just think about why Meng Po died.

"I was robbed at a young age, so let's drink this bowl of soup and go back. Meng Po sighed, and then a bowl of soup was placed on the table by Sanqi.

The soup was indeed very fragrant, but Lin Xi didn't dare to touch it, but looked directly at Meng Po.

"What do you see me doing?"

"One thing has the audacity to speak. Lin Xi swallowed his saliva, "If anyone wants to go to Hades by the way, I hope that Meng Po will allow it." ”

"What does this mean?" Meng Po flashed to Lin Xi's side and leaned over to look at Lin Xi's uncomfortable eyes, the delicate face almost touched Lin Xi's face, and the faint fragrance on her body penetrated her nose.

"That is, if someone wants to borrow the Tao, I hope that Meng Po will allow it. ”

"It doesn't matter if he borrows the Tao or not, he has sent so many ghosts today, and he is lacking... Look at you with such fine skin and tender meat, it's a pity to leave directly, if you let you taste Meng Po soup before leaving, there is no good bowl of soup like mine in the world. ”

"Is this Meng Po soup?" Lin Xi stared at Meng Po with vigilance.

Meng Po smiled, raised her hand lazily and said: "There is a yin and yang scroll in the underworld, and the yin scroll is a life and death scroll, this is a yang scroll, which carries the merits of a person's life, and will be completed." As he spoke, his right hand was raised slightly, and the bamboo slip placed on the table was vividly unfolded in the air, but no words were revealed.

Waving his hand again, the bamboo slips were still wordless.

"Phew, you're alive. Meng Po left Lin Xi and returned to her chair, "Huangquan has not been alive for three hundred years, how did you arrive?"

"Oh.... Today is the day of the Yellow Spring, the Yellow Spring will have a strong wind, and the living can enter the Yellow Spring with the wind, but you better go, this is not the place you should come. ”

How is it possible? I have a mission.

Lin Xi didn't seem to listen to Meng Po's words, but walked directly to Meng Po: "I hope that Meng Po will allow what I said before, this is also the only way for you to live." ”

"Hahahaha, child, do you know where this is? Meng Po laughed and turned into a huge snake, her eyes shining with fierce light.

Meng Po, who turned into a snake, brought extremely great pressure to Lin Xi, and her heartbeat was very fast.

'System, you have to be powerful. ’

After muttering a sentence in his heart, he slowly drew out his long sword and pointed at Meng Po, "I can't kill you, but it doesn't mean that others can't." ”

"Last question, I wonder if the blood of an arhat can kill Meng Po?" Lin Xi had a smile on the corner of his mouth, seemingly full of confidence, but in fact he didn't have much confidence.

This was a threatening word, but unfortunately Meng Po didn't listen to it at all, but directly bit Lin Xi with a fierce wind.

"Whatever it is, an arhat, I'll eat you first. ”