Lin Yuanxing

Yan Qingzhou, Yi Chaohua and others stepped up their efforts to repair the underground altar, trying to reopen the light door.

However, Su Yun's sword caused too much damage, destroying all eight altars in the underground palace. If Shi Zhenbei was there, they could have repaired it in a short time. But without Shi Zhenbei, they faced the massive underground palace. , I can only sigh helplessly.

"Repairing the underground palace will take five or six years, even if there are enough craftsmen and scholars. In five or six years, I'm afraid they will have starved to death."

Yan Qingzhou and others' hearts became heavier and heavier.

On the other side, Su Yun and Shi Zhenbei only waited for two days. Two days later, Su Yun and Shi Zhenbei set off and walked along the gray road.

The ashes of the calamity covered the sky and the ground, like heavy snow falling.

"The ashes of calamity are the sedimentation of the corruption of heaven and earth's vitality."

Su Yun cut off a piece of clothing and covered his mouth and nose, raised his palm, caught a piece of ashes, and asked doubtfully: "Then where did these ashes blow from?"

Soon after, they saw the source of the ashes. On both sides of the road, huge planets appeared, also gray in color.

The ashes are blown here from those planets and onto this road.

The vitality of heaven and earth on these planets has been corrupted, and the planets have fallen into deathly silence, without any life.

This is an extremely broad road. I don’t know who paved it. As they walk here, planets recede behind them.

There is no distinction between the sky and the sky here. Su Yun uses his own yellow clock to keep time. There is food and drinking water in his spiritual world. On this trip to the fireflies, food and drinking water are essential things for everyone.

"Ma Dudu, do him a favor!"

Around Shi Zhenbei are energetic little builders, building houses as they go. They turn the ashes into bricks and build them along the way.

Yingying flew out and built a house with them.

Su Yun turned around and saw that they had built a rolling city wall, and couldn't help but be startled.

"Elder brother, what is the Great Wall used for?" Su Yun asked.

The mute senior brother's little pen monster was about to write the answer on the cardboard when he saw Yingying commanding the construction villains to start a fight. One group of construction villains guarded the city wall, and another group was at the bottom of the city, charging towards the top of the city.

"Since the Great Wall is to resist foreign enemies, who is the enemy that the Beimian Great Wall is supposed to resist?" Su Yun asked again.

Shi Zhenbei's pen monster stopped. He could not answer Su Yun's question.

"Is it possible that what you are resisting is ashes?"

Su Yun was still puzzled: "Or are there fierce and brutal invaders outside the Beimian Great Wall? Or maybe the Beimian Great Wall is resisting people who want to become immortals..."

No one could answer his question, only the gray wind blowing from the planets on both sides.

In the Ashes Temple in Boshan County, he also saw the Beimian Great Wall dumping Ashes and destroying the world, which was even more elusive.

They had been gone for more than ten days, and the little construction guy was not as energetic as before.

They were dejected and walked forward listlessly. Some climbed into the book basket in Shi Zhenbei, and some simply got into the drawings, built themselves a four-walled house and squatted inside in a daze.

Even if Yingying holds her little fist,

Even shouting "horse beep" at them will not cheer them up.

The sky full of ashes was so depressing.

Su Yun tried to open the Tiandao Ling and tried to send Yingying back to Tiandaoyuan, but the Tiandao Ling had no response here.

They continued to move forward, one-third of the food and water had been consumed, and the road was still endless.

Suddenly, a tall shadow appeared on the road, like a small hill.

Su Yun used his magical power to push aside the ashes outside, and saw a skeleton under the ashes.

"It's the skeleton of a black tiger!"

Yingying was startled and lost her voice: "Some monster ate him!"

"Fei Lian should have eaten him."

Su Yun looked forward and said, "Fei Lian is right in front. He should have heard about this path. It seems that the path we are taking is not wrong."

He cheered up and continued to move forward, saying: "If we still can't find Tianmen Ghost Market, then I will release my memory about Tianmen Ghost Market."

Yingying felt awe in her heart, knowing the meaning of his words.

Su Yun's childhood memories of the Tianmen Ghost Market were actually his experience of entering the ghost market with Qu Bo and others to catch the gods and demons and seal them. That memory was used by Qu Bo and others to suppress the gods and demons.

Releasing this memory will not only make Su Yun recall those tragic years, but may also release several gods and demons.

A few days later, they encountered a giant calamity stone, which was as huge as a mountain. The aura of gods and demons came from the calamity stone.

Su Yun and Mute Shi Zhenbei walked past and looked up. They saw that the calamity gray stone had three heads, facing in different directions. Its muscular body has six arms, is covered with scales, has a huge scorpion body, and has a long tail hook behind it.

It looks like a statue of a god carved from the calamity gray stone, but the aura of gods and demons coming from the calamity gray stone is extremely real and extremely powerful!

"The breath of strangers..."

After Su Yun and the others left, the huge statue slowly revived, and the obscure spiritual consciousness vibrated in the air: "It seems that the child who captured the gods and demons is back again. What is he doing back..."

As Su Yun continued to move forward, their food and drinking water became less and less, and they encountered more and more gray stone statues on the road. These statues of gods and demons had different postures and were of various types.

Su Yun also stopped and looked at these sculptures of gods and demons, and found that they were different from the gods and demons on Chaotian Tower. There are fixed types of gods and demons on Chaotian Tower, such as Yinglong and Qilin.

When the Tianmen Ghost Market emerged, the ninety-six types of pattern marks that appeared on the Tianmen Gate were exactly the same.

"Uncle Qu and the others brought us here to capture the gods and demons. They should be capturing them based on the Tianmen of the Ghost City."

Su Yun was shocked: "Then these calamity gray stone statues..."

The sculpture of gods and demons remained motionless, occasionally exuding an extremely powerful aura, as if to warn him not to act rashly.

"They are wary of me, more than I am wary of them!"

Su Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and thought to himself: "It was probably Qu Bo and others who caught Yinglong and Taotie here and stuffed them between my eyebrows, and they noticed it."

He was in high spirits. Since Qu Bo and others are here, it means that they are not far from the entrance of the ghost market!

These gods and demons entered the Tianmen Ghost Market, but could not cross the Beimian Great Wall. They were close to the fairyland and could extend their lifespan, so they had to choose to sleep here.

Su Yun looked at his spiritual world. There was no food in the spiritual world and only some drinking water was left.

The mute senior brother Shi Zhenbei took out some food and handed it to him, showing an honest smile. His book monster and pen monster hesitated, and wrote on the cards: "I still have a lot in the spiritual world."

They continued to move forward, and whenever Su Yun was hungry, Shi Zhenbei would deliver food in a timely manner.

More than ten days passed, and Shi Zhenbei fainted from hunger.

Shi Zhenbei's pen monster and book monster took out the last food from his spiritual world. Su Yun looked at it and found that it was only enough for them for four or five days.

With Su Yun's rescue, Shi Zhenbei woke up. The honest man looked at the food with a sad expression.

Yingying had no strength to speak. She sat on Su Yun's shoulder, buried in the ashes, and seemed to be turning into a small stone statue of the ashes.

Su Yun controlled his diet and relied on his physical body to be stronger than others, forcing himself to move forward.

Two days later, they passed by a stone statue. The gray stone statue had a huge head with two wings behind it. The wings were held together to protect the head and face.

"It's Fei Lian."

Su Yun withdrew his gaze and said silently in his heart: "He came here and couldn't see the end. He was so desperate that he turned into a stone statue."

He looked back behind him and saw that the mute senior brother Shi Zhenbei could no longer move forward. The blood in his body was still flowing, but his skin had been assimilated by the robbery gray stone.

In his basket, the little architectural figures turned into gray stone sculptures, and even the little figures in the drawings turned into a gray color.

"Don't lose all hope, I can take you out. Yingying, I think we are almost at the ghost market..."

Su Yun looked over his shoulder. Yingying held her chin in her hands and turned into a calamity gray stone sculpture.

Su Yun stopped talking, tied up Shi Zhenbei with a fairy rope, and dragged him forward.

Gradually, I saw the shadows of many buildings and palaces on both sides of this road, hazy, as if they did not exist.

There are hazy figures in those buildings and palaces, standing there like ghosts, appearing and disappearing.

Some of the figures in those buildings and palaces were faceless, some had missing limbs, and some seemed to disappear at any time.

"Yingying, wake up, look quickly, that is the forgotten spirit."

Su Yun muttered to himself: "They should have been great and powerful men during their lifetimes, and they have done earth-shattering deeds. After they passed away, there were still people who remembered them and paid homage to them for a certain period of time. But time passed too long, and slowly, Yes, they were forgotten by the world.”

Yingying said nothing, her eyes were empty.

The forgotten souls will be sent to the deepest part of Tianmen Ghost City and become lonely ghosts.

If someone reads their stories in an isolated ancient book or a collapsed stone tablet in an ancient tomb, their figures will be vaguely visible and their spirits will be more active.

If someone reads the writings they left behind, they will gradually seem real.

However, their spirits have been lost over the past five thousand years. Even if they leave writings and tombstones, no one knows the real them, so their limbs have become mutilated.

"We have arrived at the ghost market. Look, there is not much ashes left in the sky."

Su Yun raised his head, and the flying ashes gradually became less and less. However, their food and drinking water were also cut off two days ago.

Su Yun was so hungry that his head was dizzy. Although his physical body was powerful, in the place where the vitality of heaven and earth turned into ashes, his powerful physical body had no replenishment and could only be maintained by consuming the energy of the physical body.

He looked forward and saw the endless ghost city buildings, with no end or source in sight.

The reason why the ghost market is mysterious is not because of these ghosts and gods that are about to disappear, but because of the roads in the ghost market that are more complicated than a maze!

Over the past five thousand years, there have been too many spirits living here. If you don’t know the way, you will never get out of the ghost market until you die!

Su Yun stopped and entered the rune wall spiritually.

Two days later, Su Yun returned spiritually, blindfolded himself, and dragged the stone statue of Shi Zhenbei tremblingly through the ghost market.

His memory kept going back, and he gradually remembered the path that Qu Bo, Luo Auntie and others took him through the ghost market.

A complete road appeared in his mind, and the geographical map of Tianmen Ghost City gradually became clear.

His body was getting weaker and weaker, but he still moved forward mechanically and in an orderly manner.

Above his head, the yellow bell was running in an orderly manner, as if the person controlling Su Yun's body was no longer himself, but the yellow bell.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Yun was as skinny as a stick and finally came to the streets of the Tianmen Ghost Market in his mind.

He put down Shi Zhenbei, and a voice came from his mind: "Kid, don't forget your promise to us. We will give you this memory, and you will also release us..."

That was the voice of the gods and demons. He reached an agreement with the gods and demons who were suppressed in the memory of the ghost city, released them, and they gave him this memory back!

"Don't worry, I will keep my promise and will never go back on my word..."

With trembling palms, Su Yun slowly took off the tattered clothes that covered his face, and the streets of Tianmen Ghost Market came into view in front of him.

Su Yun wanted to cry, but his eyes were so dry that there were no tears.

"Yingying, mute senior brother, wake up quickly, we are back, I have found Tianmen!"

Ghosts and gods slowly appeared on both sides of the street. Tonight is the seventh day of the lunar month, the seventh day of October. It has been a month and a half since Su Yun and the others entered the Light Gate.

"Xiaoyun!"

A ghost recognized Su Yun and was surprised and happy: "It's really Xiaoyun! He's back!"

Tianmen Ghost Market suddenly became lively.

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