Great Dao Ji

On the shore of the Dead Sea, An Qisheng stood with his hands behind his back, and the outline of the Netherworld was reflected in his eyes.

The Netherworld was opened up by Gu Changfeng. It took his inner world as the core, and contained 90% of the Yinsha, resentful and hateful death energy in the world at that time, so that the inner world sank and all things died.

Later, he hung this world under the human world and turned it into the Netherworld.

There are many thresholds inside, just to cleanse all the Yinsha, resentful and hateful energy between heaven and earth.

The Netherworld Sea is one of them, and it is also the most important.

All the dead souls in the world come through the City God of the Netherworld, or the ghost messenger of the Netherworld. The first step is to cross this Netherworld Sea. This sea is very large and very small, depending on the amount of Yinsha, resentful and hateful energy in the human body.

Once this sea is crossed, 90% of the Yinsha, resentful and hateful energy in the human body will be washed away.

Therefore, if there is no one to ferry this Netherworld Sea of ​​Death, even the Yuanshen Dharma Image, or even the Pure One Realm, cannot cross it.

Because, this is where the Lord of the Netherworld's 'Tao' is.

Crossing the river is like fighting against the Lord of the Netherworld.

Therefore, when they saw the ghost boat coming, but no one was ferrying, the faces of the few people who knew about the Netherworld changed slightly.

"Oh no, the Netherworld has lost contact for too long, and there is no ferryman here!"

The face of Taoist Mingxin changed slightly.

The sea of ​​the Netherworld is not ordinary sea water, but a collection of all the evil, resentment, hatred and darkness from ancient times to the present, which is not something that ordinary people can manipulate.

If something goes wrong, let alone falling into the sea, even if a wave hits, I am afraid that only An Qisheng can be safe and sound.

"It's not a big problem."

Wei Shaoyou smiled.

"Huh?"

Taoist Mingxin was confused.

Then a hoarse voice sounded:

"So the Immortal wants me to come here to do this hard job?"

Yan Xiake lifted the cloak he had worn for ninety years, revealing a crystal skeleton that could not be compared to the most perfect crystal in the world.

"Bai, the white-bone demon?"

The Taoist Mingxin was shocked: "Gold, silver, copper, iron, jade, crystal, you, you are only one step away from refining death and rebirth!"

He was full of disbelief in his heart. This look was clearly the appearance of the white-bone demon who had cultivated to the peak!

"You, little Taoist, have some vision."

Yan Xiake grinned, and the ghost fire in his eyes shook.

"The more capable you are, the more work you have to do. This ferrying job must be done by you."

An Qisheng chuckled.

The Nether Sea cannot be crossed. This is not a legend, but a rule. The rules of the Nether, even the Lord of the Nether Palace himself must abide by the rules.

He naturally followed the local customs.

Of course he could fix the boat, but there were ready-made laborers, so why should he do it himself?

Yan Xiake shook his head, but he didn't resist.

He was also eager to try this thing he had never touched before.

Huh~

At this time, the ghost boat in the Dead Sea had already broken through the waves, splashing a little black water droplets, frightening Wei Shaoyou and Mingxin Daotong to retreat.

An Qisheng waved his hand, and the splashing water droplets flew towards him, and turned into a black water ball emitting a dangerous aura on his palm.

Chi Chi Chi~

It was visible to the naked eye that there was a violent friction on the water ball, and faintly, it seemed that there were thousands of demons struggling and roaring in it.

"This sea is quite interesting, no wonder it can suppress that 'viper'"

An Qisheng took a closer look and threw it into the sea.

This sea contains all the evil spirits in the world from ancient times to the present. It seems to be weightless, but in fact, its weight is beyond imagination.

A drop of water is heavier than a mountain. It can not only corrode the soul, but also kill the body. To some extent, it can be regarded as a natural treasure.

In fact, it is not that there are no evil cultivators who want to use this water to practice magic, but this water is extremely evil and in the netherworld. How many evil cultivators dare to come?

Those who dare to come will be buried in it.

Buried in the bottom of the netherworld with the "Viper", which is known as the Ten Evils of the Emperor.

"Is the "Viper" suppressed in the bottom of the netherworld?"

Wei Shaoyou took a breath of cold air, and his scalp tingled.

He knew that with the Netherworld Lord Festival as the node, the ten big demons should have awakened within a few years, otherwise it would be impossible for them to all appear in the next two hundred years.

In other words, the most vicious snakes, known as the Ten Evils of the Emperor, have revived.

If they were attacked by them while crossing the sea, the situation would be extremely dangerous.

"Emperor, the Ten Evils of the Emperor?"

Upon hearing this name, Taoist Mingxin's face suddenly changed, and he looked at the dead sea as if he had seen a ghost.

"Master, it's dangerous!"

The yellow dog lying on An Qisheng's shoulder also stood up, with all the hair standing up, obviously frightened.

The name of the Ten Evils of the Emperor is really too big, especially for non-human creatures.

Yan Xiake, on the other hand, didn't seem to react.

With a leap, he jumped onto the ghost boat, picked up the oar and waved it twice, laughing and scolding: "This thing is really heavy, are those ferrymen all great immortals?"

"Cross the sea."

An Qisheng walked onto the boat, Wei Shaoyou hesitated for a moment, and followed with Taoist Mingxin.

After getting on the boat, the scene in front of them changed again.

Only a few feet away, the coast where they stood before was actually shrouded in fog. Looking around, the sky and the earth were as dark as ink, without any light or color.

As soon as they got on the boat, several people suddenly felt dizzy, with all kinds of distracting thoughts in their minds, and they were in a mess, as if they were possessed.

"Concentrate and calm down."

Wei Shaoyou and Taoist Mingxin were in a trance. A heavy weight was placed on their shoulders and they sat down cross-legged involuntarily.

"The Nether Sea does not cross the undead. Although you two have perfected your magical powers, you have too many thoughts. You can take this opportunity to polish them."

An Qisheng stood on the deck, looking far into the distance.

This is not a sea of ​​substance. To a certain extent, this is a sea of ​​nothingness full of evil and resentment, a place of extreme evil in the world.

It is boundless because the human heart is boundless and its sins are endless.

Those who cannot see through the evil spirits and resentments, and whose minds are not transparent enough, cannot cross the sea. It is precisely because of this that this place can suppress the 'hide' that is known as the most cruel and murderous beast in the world.

The human heart is both light and heavy.

Those who see through are as light as a feather; those who cannot see through are as heavy as the stars and the moon.

At this moment, in An Qisheng's eyes, there was a behemoth of unknown size lingering on the bottom of the sea of ​​death.

It looks like a snake but not a snake, looks like a dragon but not a dragon, and has the characteristics of thousands of ferocious beasts. It is extremely weird and evil.

At this time, this evil demon ghost is in silence. The fluctuations of this dead silence are due to its accidental trembling.

Compared to the 'Toad', this 'Hip' seals off the town more thoroughly.

"This paddle is too heavy."

Shake halfway. Even with Yan Xiake's current level of cultivation, his whole body was making a rattling sound from exhaustion.

"It's not the weight of the oar, but your heart that's uncertain."

An Qisheng glanced at Yan Xiake.

There is no doubt that Yan Xiake is a smart man. He was a former Yan Liushou, and after ninety years of practice, his state of mind could not be calm.

It was nothing more than what he had guessed.

"well!"

Hearing this, Yan Xiake let out a long sigh:

"I still can't hide it from the real person."

Phew~

The cold wind blew, and a hint of gray appeared on Yan Xiake's crystal frame, which disappeared in an instant.

This was not because the evil wind blew into his body, but because the evil wind took away something from his body. The same thing happened with Wei Shaoyou and Taoist Mingxin.

These are the distracting thoughts in their hearts and the filth in their souls.

But don't think this is a good thing, because this evil wind has no ability to distinguish and will keep blowing until there is no impurity in your soul and no thoughts in your heart.

"Yan knows that the real person has great magical powers, but now that the world has just settled down, if anything happens to the real person, he will be buried after ninety years of hard work."

Yan Xiake said but did not stop moving.

Shaking the oars, the ghost boat cut through the waves and passed through the heavy fog.

But the Dead Sea really seems to have no end. No matter how many ghost boats break through the waves, there is still no end in sight.

Hearing Yan Xiake's worries, An Qisheng chuckled:

"Do you think I'm here to bring bad luck to Xie Qi?"

"Could it be that it's not?"

Yan Xiake's heart moved.

That's all he was worried about.

Over the past thousands of years, countless souls have entered the Nether World in the end, either following the footsteps of the Lord of the Netherworld, or looking for another path above the soul.

But all the masters fell into the netherworld without any surprise.

For thousands of years, there have been cases of mortals or low-level cultivators entering the Netherworld and returning to the human world by mistake, but there has not been any true soul who entered the Netherworld and came out alive!

No exceptions!

Although An Qisheng did not say it explicitly, this is no secret to anyone with a discerning eye.

Come to Netherworld to look for books?

There is only one famous book in the underworld

It is also the book of reincarnation of life and death controlled by the Lord of Netherworld Palace in the legend!

"I'm here to find Xie Qi."

An Qisheng's eyes were calm and he said slowly:

"But it's not because I want to bring bad luck to him."

"ah?"

Yan Xiake's eyes flashed with ghostly fire.

call!

An Qisheng explained without saying more, and flicked his sleeves in the air.

Tsk~

A faint red light flashed and then disappeared, and then, amid countless ghosts crying and howling, the gloomy fog in front of the ghost boat seemed to be split open by a heavenly knife.

I don’t know how long it lasts.

Yan Xiake looked closely, and along the long-lasting knife mark, he seemed to be able to see a faint white light.

that is

"Someone is here to guide you, why don't you leave quickly?"

Seeing that Yan Xiake was still stunned, An Qisheng patted his shoulder lightly.

Kakaka~~~

Visible to the naked eye, Yan Xiake's bones trembled crazily, and then erupted with terrifying power.

As the sonic explosion rang out, the ghost boat was already flying along the knife mark, dozens of miles away in an instant.

Gululu~~~

After the ghost boat disappeared, another moment passed.

Somewhere on the surface of the Dead Sea, large bubbles suddenly appeared, like water boiling, and then, layers of ripples slowly spread.

In the deepest part of the Sea of ​​Death, where no one can see, there is a pair of huge scarlet eyes that contain endless violence.

Suddenly opened!

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