The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

"What is immortality?"

"The true immortality is neither birth nor death. Unless the heaven is destroyed and returns to chaos."

"Immortal?"

Li Muchen seemed to have some understanding, but he was always a little bit behind it. It was like a layer of window paper. He saw the light, it was bright, but he couldn't see clearly.

Yin Wuxie continued: "Only by not being reborn can one be immortal. If a person is seriously ill, what's the problem if he has a body or has no body? So if you want to survive, you must first be a dead person."

"Are you a dead person?"

Li Muchen looked at Yin Wuxie's face that was so pale that it was almost transparent.

Yin Wuxie did not answer him directly, but said lightly: "The way of the saints is independent of the way of heaven. As long as the underworld does not dry up, I will be reincarnated forever, without birth or death."

"How's it going? Are you excited?"

Li Muchen thought for a while and then said with a smile: "I understand, you are setting a trap for me. Maybe it is true as you said, you are immortal and reincarnation will last forever. But since you want me to do it for you so much, you must It’s not a good job.”

Yin Wuxie said: "Isn't it that you have been cultivating for a lifetime just to live forever and be with the way of heaven?"

Li Muchen shook his head: "What we pursue in practice is liberation. As the saying goes, 'If you listen to the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening.' If you cannot be freed and are shackles on your body, then the longer you live, the longer the pain will be."

Yin Wuxie was stunned for a moment, and a trace of pain inadvertently appeared on his face.

"Boy, it's useless to talk more. Now that you've come in, I can't help you anymore."

After saying that, he raised his hand, and the light and shadow suddenly became psychedelic in the dark void.

Li Muchen felt like his body was imprisoned by something and he couldn't move at all.

The space is layered and twisted, like a twisted mess.

Innocent faces are everywhere.

"Boy, now I will teach you the spell, please listen carefully."

"I don't want to learn! As soon as I learn, I will be fooled by you and be imprisoned here, and you will be free, right?"

"You are such a smart person! It's good to be smart. Smart people learn quickly. As for whether you learn or not, that's not up to you. Haven't you heard of a brainwashing method called 'cramming'? Hahahaha..."

Yin Wuxie smiled and recited a spell.

Li Muchen felt like he had turned into a duck, his head had been opened, and a bunch of messy things were stuffed in.

His mind was confused, only the sound of spells sounded, and the spells flashed.

However, these spells felt very familiar, as if he had heard them before somewhere before, giving him a sense of intimacy.

I don’t know how long it took, but the spell stopped and the light and shadow disappeared.

Li Muchen woke up, his mind buzzing.

He found that he and Yin Wuxie had exchanged places.

He sat on a piece of cold ground, while Yin Wuxie leaned against the bronze door.

Circles are drawn on the ground, overlapping each other to form a strange and somewhat dazzling pattern.

Li Muchen is sitting in the center of this pattern.

He wanted to stand up, but found that he was restrained and could not move at all.

In his spiritual consciousness, he discovered that there were countless spherical spaces superimposed around him, and each ball corresponded to a circle on the ground.

The entire space is like a huge maze, with layers upon layers and twists and turns, as if connected to countless worlds.

Li Muchen finally understood why "ghosts and gods are forbidden to travel" here. Because anyone who comes out of the underworld and wants to go through the gate to the human world must first pass through this airspace.

As long as he chants the spell, he can trap the opponent to death and let him become a mountain god or evil ghost.

Yin Wuxie looked at him, seemingly surprised:

"You learned much faster than I expected! Back then, it took me three years to learn this spell, and another three years to become familiar with this space formation. I thought I would have to stay with you for at least ten more years. , I didn’t expect you to join the formation so quickly. It seems that within a few days, you will be able to control the formation."

He laughed easily, "Hahaha, it's been three thousand years! I can finally go out!"

Li Muchen smiled slightly: "That's not necessarily the case."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Yin Wuxie.

The circles on the pattern on the ground seemed to come alive, swinging around in circles.

The entire space is distorted and messy, as if galaxies are superimposed, gravity distorts the light, the sun and the moon rotate together, and the stars shake randomly.

Yin Wuxie's expression changed greatly, and he secretly screamed something bad. He ducked out of the door and tried to exit, but it was too late. His body was swallowed into the twisted space in an instant.

"You want me to replace you in order to gain relief. But you probably forgot that since ghosts and gods are forbidden here, you are also included." Li Muchen said.

"No! It's impossible! The spell you just learned cannot be used to control the formation right away! You...who are you?" Yin Wuxie was shocked.

"I can understand that you want to be free. But you can't exchange other people's lack of freedom for your own freedom, just like you can exchange other people's poverty for your own prosperity."

"Hahaha, you don't need to lecture me. I have lived for more than three thousand years, and my understanding of the way of heaven is deeper than yours! In front of me, you are still a baby!"

Yin Wuxie laughed.

"So what if you trapped me? You can't get out on your own! It just so happens that it's better for us to be companions than for me to be alone for three thousand years. Hahahaha!"

Yin Wuxie's figure disappeared and appeared, passing through the layers of twisted space, and finally came to Li Muchen.

The two people faced each other in this strange space.

Li Muchen smiled: "Let me accompany you for thousands of years? You have a beautiful idea!"

"What, do you still want to escape?" Yin Wuxie relaxed, "In this space, neither of us can get out unless the other party agrees."

"Really?" Li Muchen smiled, "You have been studying spells for too long, maybe you have forgotten how to obtain immortality, right?"

Yin Wuxie was stunned for a moment, then suddenly asked in shock: "What are you going to do?"

Li Muchen already had a sword in his hand.

The pitch-black sword body had no light at all, making it even darker than this land of the netherworld.

He raised his sword, turned it upside down, pointed it at his heart, and stabbed it in.

"Boy, you are crazy!" Yin Wuxie shouted, "You will really die if you force yourself into hell like this! You have no idea what kind of world is down there..."

Li Muchen felt a twisted force wrap around him, dragging him back quickly.

Yin Wuxie's voice faded away instantly, and nothing could be heard clearly.

He didn't care what Yin Wuxie said.

At this moment, he had only one thought——

Go to the underworld and find your father and mother.

In the changing light and shadow, he flew through dark canyons and passed many passes.

The canyon is full of evil soldiers and ghosts.

Then there is the boundless magma, like a red ocean.

Red giant beasts swim in the magma, and hot rock waves surge into the sky from time to time.

At the end of the Jiaohai, he saw a spring of water, like yellow mud, constantly gushing out.

Space began to tear apart, almost tearing him into pieces.

At this moment, a powerful force of space wrapped around him and pulled him back forcefully. At a faster speed, he crossed the Jiaohai Qichong and flew through numerous ghost passes.

Suddenly, Li Muchen woke up from a state of weightlessness and near amnesia.

Yin Wuxie's face was right in front of her, that pale, almost transparent face that was a little painful and distorted.

He lowered his head and saw the Xuan Ming Sword pressed against his chest. The tip of the sword had been inserted, but it had not yet touched his heart.

Yin Wuxie grabbed the Xuan Ming Sword tightly with her hands, and black blood flowed from the gaps between her fingers, which were as white as transparent jade.

"Forget it, let's go." Yin Wuxie said, "After you get out, do one thing for me."

"what's up?"

"Go to Kunlun and see the Yaochi. Is the woman who raised the bluebird still there? If she is, tell her that Ji Man has never forgotten her. If she is not there, bring me a ladle of Yaochi water."