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Everyone followed Li Ming deeper and deeper, and the scene was the same as the previous trials.

The deeper they went, the stronger the ghost hands stretched out from the river would be, and the more there would be, and the more evil ghosts would block the way.

In terms of the strength of these ghosts, they were not strong, but they were strong in numbers. They attacked from all directions, making it difficult for people crossing the bridge to defend themselves, and they had to worry about the evil ghosts attacking from the front, which was naturally very tricky.

And this time, falling into the river might kill them directly, so the monks of Lingxuan Temple and Li Ming did not relax at all. All the attacks in front were resolved by Li Ming, and the others were responsible for clearing the ghost hands attacking from all sides.

For a while, the Buddha's light on the bridge was shining, and everyone came to the other side of the bridge without any danger, watching the next step to cross the Naihe Bridge.

Xuankong looked very solemn, and said solemnly:

"After crossing the bridge, everyone will separate. At that time, you must pay attention to each trial. If you are not careful, you may fall into the trap of the demons."

Li Ming nodded and pondered:

"Okay... The demons will probably make some moves in the checkpoints behind this, so don't do it."

After crossing the Naihe Bridge, everyone will be separated, but they will all arrive at Fengdu City in the end.

It was originally a means to prevent the trial participants from taking shortcuts, but it was unexpectedly used by the demons.

Li Ming did not hesitate and took the lead to step outside the bridge, only to see the world change.

It was still a dark sky and a gloomy atmosphere.

Looking at the nearest bluestone platform, there was an old woman whose face could not be seen clearly blocking the road in front of the platform. A small table was placed at the intersection, and on the table were large and small celadon bowls.

"Wangxiangtai, Mengpo Soup?"

Li Ming frowned slightly.

According to the previous process, this soup must be drunk. If you can bear it, it will bring great benefits. However, if you can't bear it, it will damage the warrior's state of mind, and you will be judged as a failed trial, and then be sent out of the secret realm.

However, Li Ming was not in a hurry, but opened the Chaos Eye and looked at it intently.

Only the green line connected him

"It seems that there is no problem... You can drink it."

Li Ming saw that there was no problem with the soup, and looked up at Meng Po with a blurred face.

But he found that the other party was just a void, not a real existence.

It seems that the demon did not do anything here?

Li Ming pondered secretly and picked up one of the bowls of soup. He saw that he didn't know what was put in the soup. It was turbid, but there was no smell.

He didn't hesitate, so he raised his head and poured it into his mouth. He drank it all with a few gulps.

In an instant, the effect of the soup began to show. From the previous life to this life, everything he experienced, whether it was the relatives and friends in the previous life, the memory of studying and working quickly flowed through his mind, and unconsciously, it seemed to be forgotten.

When the memories after the time travel flowed through his mind, fortunately his mind was firm enough, and there seemed to be a voice reminding him:

"Why do you practice martial arts, why do you keep fighting?"

Li Ming suddenly had a golden light flashing between his eyebrows. The heart of martial arts made him clear-minded, and the dignity of Acalanatha sat in his heart, making him emotionally stable. He asked himself and answered:

"Why?"

"Naturally, it is for longevity, for great freedom and great freedom. If you don't practice martial arts, you are not strong enough, and you don't fight, you will inevitably encounter troubles, and you will inevitably be distressed about life and death, separation, love and hate...

Warriors fight against the sky, fight in the world, and fight for every minute. Naturally, it is for themselves. The great power belongs to themselves, and the world and all things cannot restrain them."

When the last word was said.

When he came back to his mind, Li Ming found that he was instantly refreshed, his eyes were much brighter, and his state of mind was faintly improved. Although such benefits will not be reflected in the realm of cultivation,

But it is also very important. If you want to transcend the ordinary and become a saint, your state of mind must be perfect. Otherwise, when you break through, there will be demons in your heart, and you will die.

Li Ming looked at the soup on the table and was a little tempted.

Is it possible that he can drink a few more bowls?

However, when he blinked again, the table and the people in front of him disappeared.

It seems that he will not be given the opportunity to drink a few more bowls...

"It's a bit stingy..."

Li Ming complained.

What's wrong with giving more of this good thing?

It's just right for young people to drink it to replenish their bodies.

After passing the Wangxiang Terrace, there is the Evil Dog Ridge in front.

Legend has it that the Evil Dog Ridge is the most dangerous place on the Yellow Spring Road.

There are evil dogs everywhere, and they have great resentment towards humans. Whether they are alive or dead, the evil dogs will only pounce on them and bite and kill them.

Especially those who do evil in the world, as long as they step into this place, they will be besieged by them.

It is said that if you are born in the year of the dog or are a dog lover, you will feel like walking on flat ground when you pass this Evil Dog Ridge and move forward all the way.

Li Ming walked on this rugged mountain road, and from time to time some vicious dogs and ghosts attacked him. In this dark environment, ordinary warriors would inevitably be in trouble.

"This... I didn't do anything to the dogs when I was alive."

"It must be the work of the demons."

Li Ming was speechless, and immediately attacked, beating the vicious dogs and making them howl.

Many ghosts were instantly shattered, their souls scattered on the spot, and they were destroyed in an instant.

Suddenly, a roar came:

"Who are you, coming to my territory to make trouble?"

Li Ming looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a big black dog over two meters tall suddenly rushed out, barking at Li Ming while speaking a few human words.

"What is this thing?"

Li Ming looked at the big black dog, not only did it speak human language, but its expression was also very human-like, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

He looked at it intently.

[Big Black Dog]

[Level: Superior Nether Beast]

[Terms: Tongyou (red), Wangqi (red), Chuanshu (red), Dundi (blue), Spirituality (blue), Ghost Qi (blue)]

"Nether Beast?"

Li Ming was thoughtful.

I didn't expect that such a rare race could be encountered here.

Unlike ghosts, Nether Beasts are pets of hell. Legend has it that they are the favorite race of some powerful people in the underworld.

The most famous one may be Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Diting, which has extraordinary abilities. It can hear the sky above and the nine underworld below, and is extremely powerful.

The big black dog in front of him also has this ability, but it is not one ten-thousandth of Diting.

"Looking for death?"

Seeing the big black dog cursing there, Li Ming deliberately put on a cold face, stimulated the true qi around his body, and the hot and violent blood gushed out.

Suddenly, the big black dog was frightened and shouted:

"Sir, spare my life. I was confused and talking nonsense!"

"Sir, please forgive me and spare my life!"

The black dog was imitating people's kowtows.

Li Ming was amused.

This guy is really [spiritual]. He has learned the essence of changing with the wind and being afraid of death.

But it seems that he is not affected by the demon.

Maybe he can ask the black dog about the situation.

Maybe he knows something inside.