I Pushed Through The Weird World

Chapter 228 This scripture is actually related to me? ? ? (Additional update for the leader of Jiang Yue He Chu Zhao Ren)

"Gu Yan, what are you thinking about, so obsessed?"

Jubao suddenly appeared next to Gu Yan and rubbed against him.

"What, are you tired of eating?"

Gu Yan looked at the broken cat speechlessly.

After having the flesh and blood clone, Ju Bao's body slept and nuzzled the sun, but he controlled the flesh and blood clone and enjoyed delicious food everywhere in the Wei Dynasty.

He slept and ate without delay, and it made him happy.

He obviously has the potential to be so perverted, but he doesn't take it to heart at all.

pity.

He is currently multitasking at most, and no matter how distracted he is, his strength will be insufficient.

otherwise.

He could definitely send two flesh and blood clones to go to the secret realm.

"Gu Yan, you haven't said what you are thinking about yet."

"The sky is missing!"

Jubao's eyes widened.

"You mean those old perverts I checked for you?"

"Are we going to get them!"

Ju Bao seemed a little excited. Talk orange in orange gas.

Last time it was frightened half to death by the old woman's formation.

"No, I'm not sure."

Gu Yan shook his head and sighed softly.

Heaven and earth are broken, and I am talking about the old man and old lady in the Office of the Suppression of Demons.

ten years ago.

They are famous throughout the Wei Dynasty.

Tiancan, that is, the old man, has the Tiangang Talisman in his hand, and can use the power of the sky to suppress Divine Ability.

Di Que is the old lady. The Earth Evil Formation she masters can penetrate the underworld and transform into various killing formations that are difficult to distinguish between true and false.

When the two of them join hands, they can instantly set up the Divine Formation of Heavenly Destruction and Earthly Destruction to kill Divine Ability!

Originally, the two of them were considered to be the bosses of the Demon Suppression Division.

But for some unknown reason, they took refuge in the former eldest prince, who was not well-known at that time and didn't even have a title.

The result was the royal examination that year.

The other party suddenly became the contemporary eldest prince.

But two years later, that is, the 132nd year of the Great Wei Dynasty, at the end of winter and the beginning of spring, the two of them disappeared, and the eldest prince was dismissed without examination and imprisoned in the cold palace.

The specific reason is that the hidden door is limited by the indescribable existence inside, and the disclosure is somewhat obscure.

It seems to be related to the sacrifice of evil gods.

More than a million civilians who are not exposed to red tide die from it!

Human life is like ants and grass, which is not enough to describe how tragic it is!

The key point is that sacrificing to the evil god will not leave any resources behind.

This is damaging to the interests of the entire Wei cultivating class!

There is a big difference from the behavior of the third prince Sima Wuxiang in Tianquan Mansion.

So, he was cold.

"To be honest, I feel uncomfortable working for this kind of thing."

Gu Yan sighed and looked at Ju Bao.

"Ju Bao, why do you think we disgust them?"

Jubao looked at the flag in Gu Yan's hand and licked his lips: "I don't know why it's disgusting, but Gu Yan, this flag looks delicious."

Gu Yan was stunned.

"I said why did you come running over suddenly? It turned out that you smelled it?"

"hey-hey."

Ju Bao rubbed against Gu Yan shyly with her big fat face: "Didn't you notice that this flag and the altar in your hand actually have the same smell, but the smell of the flag is stronger and more hidden."

"A taste?"

Gu Yan took out the blood-colored altar and put it in front of the flag. He tried all kinds of methods, but he didn't find any similarities between them.

"Yes, a taste."

A long tongue licked the flag.

Jubao reads little and doesn’t have much vocabulary.

It blinked its eyes and described: "If Gu Yan, your body is sweet and sweet, this one is salty and salty."

As it spoke, it was still shaking its tongue, wanting to lick Gu Yan.

Bang~

A lump of orange, drawing a graceful arc, smashed out of the yard.

Gu Yan withdrew his right leg and turned his attention back to the plain flag: "Jubao is extremely sensitive to flesh and blood. It seems that this flag is also made of the flesh and blood of evil gods!"

Looking at the flag in his hand, and then at the altar, Gu Yan showed an evil smile.

Sacrifice human beings, right?

I will kill you to death!

Time passes.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

Gu Yan got everything ready and was saying goodbye to Sima Jiuli.

He had a hunch that it would take a long time before he went back to the imperial capital.

"Gu Yan, come back alive."

Sima Jiuli looked gloomy.

Without the charm of the sun and moon body, she has no other emotions, but she knows the danger of this secret realm from Gui Lao, and she is a little worried that she, the only guest, will hang in the secret realm.

"fine."

Gu Yan leaned his head closer, and whispered: "If I don't come back, you can crush this jade pendant, and my friend will take my place and help you complete the three-year assessment."

Sima Jiuli only felt a cold hand, and there was already a jade pendant in his palm.

"Gu"

Boom~

Purple light flashed and thunder exploded.

In front of him, Gu Yan was no longer around.

"Really, I just want to show that I value you, why do you make it feel like life and death?"

Sima Jiuli looked at the jade pendant in his hand and said to himself.

Just don't know why.

But she had an inexplicable premonition in her heart.

This time, we may not see Gu Yan again.

Bustling Kyoto.

Pedestrians looked up to the sky, wondering why there was thunder on a sunny day.

Zila~

Electric flowers flashed.

A trace of destruction aura escaped.

Gu Yan walked out of the thunder and looked towards the imperial city in front.

"A lot of formation patterns."

The blood-gold color faded from his eyes, and he turned to look at Ju Bao: "Be careful with the flesh and blood clone you left in Jiuli Mansion, don't lose control."

Ju Bao lay on Gu Yan's shoulder, shaking her feet: "Okay, okay, sister Jiuli has so many spicy and delicious food, my flesh and blood clone will definitely protect her like a treasure."

"Too."

Gu Yan smiled slightly and walked towards the imperial city.

Ju Bao would not tell Gu Yan that he secretly followed Leng Xiaomo with a flesh and blood clone, keeping her as a pet and eating and drinking as she pleased.

Just being Gu Yan's pet, you have to worry about falling out of favor.

But if you choose a few more cat owners, the one you should worry about is Gu Yan, Gaga.

Sima Jiuli's grandpa Zeng, who was from the previous clan, had been waiting at the gate of the imperial city for a long time.

Surrounding them are several three-meter-tall puppets, standing like statues, with cold blood glowing in their eyes.

"You're on time."

He was relieved to see Gu Yan coming on time. If he was late, it would be too late.

"I always keep my word."

"Well, let's go, let's talk as we go, it's time to open the secret realm."

Under the leadership of the old man, the statues remained indifferent and allowed the two of them to pass.

On the road, more puppets walked back and forth tirelessly, like skeletal warriors.

These things are the foundation of the Sima family!

The predecessor was none other than the Netherworld Army!

There were not many living people in the entire vast palace.

Gu Yan's heart moved: "Senior, I was born in Wuding Mansion in Cangya County before, but an elder died. So whether his soul was pulled into the netherworld, or he simply dissipated."

Do not know why.

This world is obviously refining and has methods to induce and control weirdness, but there are different opinions on the relationship between the soul and the netherworld, making it difficult to unify.

The Sima family is considered a master at playing with souls, and they have a huge army of Yin soldiers in the underworld, who may have different opinions.

The elder looked at Gu Yan strangely, hesitating a little.

"Do you think the soul is weird?"

he asked rhetorically.

Gu Yan recalled the scene of him accidentally entering the netherworld before, and the Yin soldiers he saw, and shook his head decisively.

"There is no netherworld in this world. Except for the strong, the only destination for souls is to dissipate between heaven and earth. I am afraid only those heavenly beings and immortals know the details."

"The difference between soul and weirdness is similar to raw materials and finished products. They can be turned into Yin soldiers, magic weapons, weirdness, etc."

"I remember that there has been no red tide in Wuding City for a long time. If your friend died near the city, you can go to the Netherworld Division of Wei Dynasty or the surrounding temples. Maybe you can find him!"

After speaking, the old man said no more.

Gu Yan was overjoyed.

Doesn't it mean that Li Xiaoli's uncle and nephew may not be dead?

It seems that the secret realm is over, and I must return to Wuding City.

Moreover, Chen Zhinian has the inheritance of the powerful Divine Ability Realm in his hand, and he hasn’t taken it yet, so it’s better than nothing.

Under the leadership of the old man.

The two came to a side hall of the palace.

"The location of the secret realm is between the underworld and the underworld. We call that place the home of the dead. Your purpose is to find the burial scriptures!"

"Burial Scripture?"

Gu Yan did not expect that the people of the Sima family actually knew the names of the scriptures inside.

Doesn't it mean that the true scripture has been confirmed to exist inside.

The old man glanced outside the hall.

Wisps of black energy had already enveloped the side hall, and he continued to speak: "Yes, we have determined that the owner of the secret realm is the Three-Buried Immortal from thousands of years ago."

"We will also give you this information after entering the Land of the Dead, but now we are waiting for the transmission response, so we will tell you in advance."

"Tie paper, suona, raise the coffin, make money, the four methods are combined into one, which is the burial scripture."

"Tie paper!"

Gu Yan's heart was shocked, and he tentatively said, "Trails such as paper-making are also part of the burial scriptures."

"Trail?"

"Eighteen hundred years ago, a left-handed monk named Paper Taoist appeared out of nowhere. He defeated all the invincible enemies in the surrounding area, formed an army by himself, and even wanted to create a country of paper people. How could it be a small way?"

The old man shook his head, his eyes showing awe: "In the end, he sought death by himself and touched the blood food raised by the Rebirth Cult for the evil god. In the end, he was killed by the evil god who crossed over and cut off his bloodline."

"So, in the area of ​​the Wei Dynasty, most of the people who practice paper-tying are his servants at that time."

He smiled sinisterly: "These people are all related to the Burial Scripture!"

Gu Yan was speechless

This scripture is actually related to me?

Ju Bao: As long as there are more shit shoveling people with me, the shit shoveling people will be my spare tire.

Gu Yu: Thank you to the book friend Crackle Wow Wow for the five hundred book coins. Thank you. I’m fine. You can see me soon.

Thanks to book friend 20210214144219925 for the tip, thank you.

(End of chapter)