The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

The ghost guards came one after the other, as if they were afraid that they would run away. In the end, they found that their worries were unfounded.

These two people are not afraid at all, and they have no intention of running away. It seems that they really want to meet the king of Jizo.

"Ashes to ashes, ashes to dust, the things of the previous life are gone, forget it."

A voice that seemed to have magic power filled their ears.

Tang Zheng's heart shuddered, this voice was very deceptive and magical, whose voice was it?

This is the world of ghosts, even if he knows Ksitigarbha, he can't take it lightly.

There is a saying that the king of Hades is easy to see, but the imp is hard to deal with. Ksitigarbha is too high-end, the following may not buy it.

Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, he will not resort to violence. After all, because of Ksitigarbha's relationship, he couldn't make a fuss like before.

However, he had heard this voice before, so he was quite surprised.

There was fog ahead, and it was hazy, making it difficult to see the way ahead.

The ghost messenger seems to have seen the strange thing for a long time, and he didn't explain it.

Tang Zheng simply didn't ask, and just followed the other person's footsteps.

Li Xiaotian grabbed Tang Zheng's hand, and asked in a low voice: "This ghost world is so strange, it's very different from the human world."

Tang Zheng said softly: "These are two different worlds, of course there are differences."

"What is that voice?" Li Xiaotian asked blankly: "It seems that there is a kind of magic that has attracted me deeply."

Although Tang Zheng also felt surprised, he didn't have such a deep feeling as hers, and told him: "Don't think too much, everything is up to me."

Li Xiaotian held his arm like glue, she felt that this ghost world didn't seem so bad, at least with his company, she didn't care about the harsh environment.

Walking into the fog, I can't see clearly around.

"Ashes to ashes, ashes to dust, the things of the previous life are gone, forget it."

Suddenly, the voice sounded again.

Li Xiaoxia quickened her pace consciously, Tang Zheng noticed something strange, and quickly grabbed her hand, asking, "What's wrong?"

Li Xiaotian said foolishly: "That voice is more and more attractive to me."

Tang Zheng immediately understood that things were not as simple as he thought, so he was fully alert.

The ghost messenger noticed the strangeness between the two of them, and couldn't help evoking an unfathomable smile.

Crunch, crunch!

The footsteps under his feet suddenly changed.

Tang Zheng was startled, and hastily lowered his head to look. At some point, the floor under his feet turned into wood instead of a solid floor. He raised his eyes and saw thick fog all around.

He subconsciously took a step to the left, his foot was empty, and he quickly retracted his foot.

"Are we on the bridge?" Tang Zheng asked in a deep voice.

The smile on the corner of the ghost guard's mouth became stronger, and he laughed loudly: "Of course we are on the bridge, if you step out, you will be doomed."

"Forever?"

"Of course, do you know what this place is?" The ghost guard changed his normal routine and said triumphantly, as if he wanted to teach this foreigner a good lesson.

"No matter where it is, it's the same to me." Tang Zheng said without the slightest fear.

The ghost guard curled his lips and jokingly said: "You are not ashamed to speak out! How dare you be so arrogant when you come to Naihe Bridge."

"Naihe Bridge?"

Tang Zheng was surprised, this name was no stranger, it appeared in many folk legends, and Meng Potang was also associated with Naihe Bridge.

Is there really a Meng Po on this bridge holding a bowl of soup?

He immediately remembered the voice just now, could it be Po Meng's voice, that's why it has a bewitching effect on the soul.

Li Xiaotian held Tang Zheng's arm tightly, and said worriedly: "I don't want to drink Mengpo soup, I don't want to forget the things in this life, I don't want to forget you."

"This life? Hehe, that's already the previous life. If you don't forget it, how do you start a new life?" The previous voice sounded again, and an old woman with a stooped body came out from the fog in front of her.

"Meng Po." Tang Zheng exclaimed, there really is Meng Po.

Why didn't I meet him when I came to the ghost world before?

But he didn't know that he had come to the ghost world before and had never taken an ordinary path.

This road is a road specially taken by ghost messengers to lead new souls, and this Naihe Bridge is the only way to go.

"You really know the old man, haha." Granny Meng's face was wrinkled and she was holding a cane, but her laughter gave off a creepy feeling.

"Hey, you're still alive, it's weird to come here." Granny Meng's laughter stopped abruptly, her small eyes were half-opened and half-closed, staring straight at Tang Zheng.

Only then did the two ghost messengers remember that after walking such a long distance, this person did not feel uncomfortable at all.

This is not normal at all.

Is there a living person who is not afraid of the erosion of Yin Qi?

"Yes, what's the matter with you? It's been such a long time, and everything is still as usual?" The ghost guard stared at Tang Zheng and asked.

Tang Zheng turned a deaf ear and did not answer this question.

Po Meng looked at the ghost messenger and said meaningfully: "You two guys actually brought a living person. I don't know if it's your luck or misfortune."

"Grandma Meng, this kid insists on coming. He's a cultivator, so there's nothing we can do about it." The ghost messenger quickly explained.

Granny Meng seemed to be of a higher level than them, and she was not moved at all when she saw the ugly expression on the ghost's face. She said flatly, "What about the cultivators, they can't even jump up when they come to the ghost world."

The ghost almost nodded his head: "What Granny Meng said is true."

"Since you have entered the ghost world, you have to drink my bowl of Meng Po soup and forget your past life before you can cross this bridge of Naihe and enter the hinterland of my ghost world." soup.

"Wow, it smells so good." Li Xiaotian couldn't help shouting, taking a deep breath, with a very intoxicated expression.

Tang Zheng didn't smell anything, instead, he looked at the pitch-black dripping water, feeling disgusted.

"No one drinks your Meng Po soup." Tang Zheng refused.

Meng Po looked at Tang Zheng with a smile, her long and narrow eyes glowed, and said, "You are a living person, so you don't need to drink it for now, but she is a living soul, so you must drink this bowl of Meng Po soup."

"She can't drink either."

Tang Zheng glanced at Li Xiaotian who seemed to be intoxicated by it, and quickly pulled her into his arms, as if he was afraid that she would not be able to bear the temptation, so he drank Mengpo soup.

Granny Meng's smile was all over her cheeks, but it gave people a more eerie feeling.

"If you don't drink, you can't cross the Naihe Bridge."

"What if I have to live?"

"Unless you cross the bridge, of course I won't stop you." Granny Meng's eyes were unpredictable.

Tang Zheng looked out of the bridge subconsciously. In the dense fog, he couldn't see clearly at all. There was a dead silence, which gave people an ominous feeling.

"Haha, outside this bridge is the Styx River, and no one can cross the Styx River. If you jump off this bridge, you will only have a dead end." The ghost messenger laughed.

A smugness flashed in Meng Po's eyes, of course she knew all this better, so she deliberately made things difficult for Tang Zheng.

"Styx."

Tang Zheng raised his thick eyebrows and remembered.

He once fell into the Styx River and sank quickly, and the water of the Styx River would still swallow souls. No matter whether it was a ghost or the soul of a living person, it was difficult to resist the power of the Styx River water.

If it weren't for Venerable Four Elephants not being afraid of the water of the Styx River, Tang Zheng would have been buried in the Styx River long ago. He certainly doesn't take it lightly.

The Bridge of Naihe is a bridge across the River Styx. Except for the Bridge of Naihe, nothing else can cross the River Styx.

The Naihe Bridge is the only way for every living soul to come to the ghost world.

Granny Meng kept looking at Tang Zheng, saw his reaction, and asked in surprise, "You know Styx? It's strange, you are a living person, and you seem to know quite a lot about the ghost world."

Tang Zheng ignored his surprise, and asked in a deep voice, "What if I insist on going over the Naihe Bridge?"

Po Meng sent her big hand forward, and Po Meng's soup almost reached Li Xiaotian's face, which attracted her deeply.

"Then let her drink my bowl of Mengpo soup."

"No way!" Tang Zheng shook his head firmly.

"Then there's no way."

"I know Ksitigarbha, this time I'm here to find him for business." Tang Zheng didn't want to get entangled with these little ghosts, and directly explained the purpose of coming, and even pointed out Ksitigarbha, hoping that the other party would not embarrass him.

Po Meng was not intimidated by the name of Ksitigarbha King at all, she chuckled: "It seems that you really know a lot about the ghost world, even the name of the new owner of the ghost world."

The ghost guard gave Tang Zheng a playful look, and said, "Grandma Meng, you don't know how arrogant he is. He actually wants to find King Ksitigarbha to bring this girl back to life."

Meng Po froze for a moment, turned pale with shock, and said, "Really? That's really not ordinary arrogance. How can we let go of this kind of bold and reckless person, and disturb the king of Ksitigarbha? Such an arrogant lunatic."

"Yes, it makes sense, so I have to trouble Granny Meng to do it." Guicha said flatteringly with a shy face, smiling uglier than crying.

Tang Zheng heaved a long sigh helplessly, even though he used the big sign of Ksitigarbha King himself, it didn't work at all.

This is something he never expected.

Granny Meng raised her head, straightened her stooped body, looked at Tang Zheng covetously, and said, "This Naihe Bridge is in charge of my Granny Meng, if you want to cross it, you must step on me."

Li Xiaotian's heart tightened, he held Tang Zheng tighter, and asked, "What should I do?"

She had a high level of cultivation and possessed magical weapons before she was alive, but now she is just a ghost, without any power at all, and she can't help Tang Zheng, so she feels uneasy.

Tang Zheng patted her hand to comfort her, and said, "Don't worry, everything is up to me."

Holding Li Xiaotian, he took a sudden step forward, approached Po Meng, and said aggressively: "This is what you asked for, so I can only fulfill your wish."

Granny Meng was stunned for a moment, as if she thought it was a big bad joke, and after a while she came back to her senses and said, "Then what a coincidence, there will be another soul."

Obviously, Po Meng wanted to kick Tang Zheng off the Naihe Bridge and let him be buried in the Styx River.

Tang Zheng snorted coldly, strode forward, and directly slammed into Po Meng's body.

Granny Meng didn't retreat, the crutch in her hand flew up, turned into a black light, and instantly turned into a huge and ferocious ghost head, biting towards Tang Zheng's neck.

The ghost messenger cheered excitedly, and Granny Meng made a move, and these two guys must have suffered.