Legend of the Great Sage

in a quiet room

Lotte felt very troubled, the big brother died inexplicably with him, how to explain this? Do you tell others that the senior brother committed suicide by himself and was caught by Niu Tau Ah Pang to hell?

Others must think that he used some conspiracy to make Li Qingshan a scapegoat. He can't afford the crime of murdering the big brother. If Chao Tianjiao heard about this, how could he let him go!

And he has an intuition that if he tells everything about it—the bizarre performance of Niutou Abang, the whirlpool of fate he sees, the terrifying catastrophe—the result will only be worse.

He was smart for a lifetime, but at this time there was nothing he could do.

I don't know how long it took, he suddenly found that Li Qingshan's mouth twitched, his brows wrinkled, revealing a touch of pain, as if sinking into a nightmare and unable to wake up, his body trembled slightly.

In the depths of hell, the snow is flying, the cold is pressing, the bones are cold, and the jaws can't help but fight.

Countless tall and large icebergs are connected to the ice sky, and the sky is filled with frozen clouds, all of which are icy blue and white.

The upper and lower sides are all icy cold and bluish white.

However, in the blue and white glacier, there are countless red shadows, tangled like coral. He blinked hard, brushing the frost on his eyelids, and found that it was a frozen flame, a mass of "dead fire".

The chill was deeper, and the clothes around him were already ragged and peeled off, revealing his majestic chest, the skin was frozen and cracked, and the blood had solidified in it, and it did not flow out, like a dead fire in a glacier, and like a lotus flower, red and coquettish.

This is the deepest depths of hell. In the deepening pain, I gradually forgot to count the number of layers, and only numbness is left.

The big indigo ghost hides away from the glacier, and sighs with some pity: "This is the end!"

This eight cold and eight hot hell is the graveyard of countless evil spirits. When they are completely numb, they will be completely frozen, and then stay here forever, until one day they are blown into ice dust by the cold wind. Or burnt to ashes by wildfires.

He couldn't help but wish again: "Okay, let's stop here!"

This is hell, give up all hope, and death is the best ending.

But Li Qingshan was finally reluctant not to give up hope. Don't want to stop, so move forward.

Stepping barefoot on the hard frozen soil,

As if stepping on countless sharp edges, the red lotus blossoms around him would bloom even more, and strands of cold air penetrated in.

Instead, he felt much more awake. Select the farthest glacier and stride forward.

Ling Lie Hanfeng froze his eyes, turning into two gray ice balls. There was no hesitation in his footsteps, and he had clearly outlined the appearance of the iceberg in his heart, and continued to move forward until it galloped between the glaciers.

All the way to swallow the cold wind, eat ice and drink snow, fall and get up...

If he could see, he would find that the glacier was always out of reach, not even a single step closer. Maybe he doesn't care either. Just don't want to stop.

An indescribable feeling surged in the indigo ghost's heart, and asked, "Why is this so hard?"

Li Qingshan's eardrums have long been frozen, and he can't hear any sound. He can only listen to the shrill wind. He just waved his strong arms, stretched out his long and strong legs, and galloped forward.

Step on the hard frozen soil and step on a vast glacial lake. A gust of wind swept away the snow on the ice, and countless dead fires froze underfoot, flaming red as coral.

Suddenly. With a click, the ice lake cracked, opening a long ice valley.

He could neither hear nor see, nor did he have any magic power. Falling unprepared into the ice valley.

Those frozen dead fires suddenly revived, dancing wildly like fire snakes, warming his icy body, the temperature continued to rise, sweating like pulp, until there was no trace of moisture. It was burned into ashes one inch by one inch, and before falling to the bottom of the valley, it floated away with the hot wind.

And the big indigo ghost is watching from a distance, and he completely understands one thing, he has not been overwhelmed by the pain, completely give up, and will not stop here.

Soon he was reborn from the ashes, trembling in the cold wind, and his flesh and blood blossomed into red lotuses. Before his eyeballs were frozen, he took a deep look at the farthest glacier, and started a new one. Wheels of Mercedes Benz.

"Elder Brother, Senior Brother!"

Lotte tried to wake up Li Qingshan, but after a while, Li Qingshan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. He really woke up. He glanced at Lotte, his eyes filled with smoke, as if the reflection of a glacier still remained in his eyes, and his lips twitched and asked: "How long has it been?"

"Three days."

"Only three days?"

Li Qingshan feels that many years have passed, and he believes that this is not just an illusion caused by pain, but the laws of hell are at work.

Not only can the deity not stay out of the way, but it makes this trip to hell even more difficult. Because the pain he felt in an instant was the superposition of many days in hell.

Although people wake up, the nightmare continues: the ice and the fire are constantly intertwined, and the flesh that freezes in the cold is turned to ashes in the heat.

Constantly reincarnating, suffering endlessly.

"Senior Brother, you..." Rakuten suddenly understood that his Yang God was still in hell and was suffering all kinds of torture.

Li Qingshan pressed his knees, propped himself up with difficulty, waved the hand that Lotte wanted to help, and walked towards the door. When he opened the door, he turned his head and said, "Don't say it."

His eyes were erratic, his voice was tired and weak, and there was no hint of threat.

However, Lotte felt a great coercion, as if facing fate itself, bowed his head deeply, "Obey!"

Li Qingshan twitched the corner of his mouth and seemed to smile: "Thanks!" and disappeared outside the door.

"Huh!" Lotte let out a long breath and fell to the ground.

Li Qingshan stumbled back to the Xuanming Cave Mansion, and with a loud bang, he fell heavily into the water.

He displayed his spiritual tortoise transformation to suppress all his feelings, and then he managed to recover a little bit of reason: "No... This state... won't last for long, and I must go to the ruins as soon as possible!"

Although his willpower is far superior to that of ordinary people, it is not endless. Once it exceeds the limit of what he can bear, he will go completely crazy and even die.

Before that, he must make a choice as soon as possible to completely cut off the connection between the main body and the Yang God, otherwise he will inevitably fall into collapse.

And there is a great risk hidden in it. Once the Yang God loses control, it may be completely split off, and even become an enemy of the body. If you want to replace it, it will be a terrible opponent who has mastered all your secrets.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in the practice, so many practitioners condense the second and third Nascent Soul, and then cultivate into multiple Yin and Yang Gods, although it can greatly improve the speed of practice, especially when fighting spells, they can be invincible , but it has always been a taboo, not taken by the right path.

Li Qingshan was not worried, but felt that this was the best way. Returning to the Ruins may be more treacherous and unpredictable than Hell Road. If he fails, at least there is still a glimmer of hope that he can move on.

So he activated the magic array that he had prepared, and in an instant, a deep blue light bloomed, and a vortex appeared on the water surface, gradually becoming larger and deeper, until a black void was formed in the deep sea.

The water level dropped rapidly and was sucked into the hollow. It must be known that the bottom of the cave is connected to the sea, and the water surface is flush with the sea. This black hole sucked thousands of tons of water in an instant.

This is - Wanshui Returns to the Ruins!

Without hesitation, he threw himself into the maelstrom, and before being engulfed by the black void, he recited silently with the sun god who was sinking into hell:

"Good luck!" (To be continued.)