Yaozu, your vest is off

The cliffs on the other side of the river are very tall, with overlapping peaks, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. Looking at the cliffs downstream of the river, a lone pine tree hangs upside down.Looking into the distance along the lone pine, there are several families in this valley, like a paradise.At this moment, there are a few wisps of cooking smoke curling up.

Chu River Valley.

The eighth life also dreamed of Jie's last life, and his fate was met in this place.

He sighed: "At least it's a place where people live, so you don't have to worry about being starved to death."

The moment he jumped into the barrier again, the weight on his back made him understand that even if he escaped from the Underworld, he still hadn't gotten rid of the Shanhai Seal.Now he relies on this mortal body to move freely. Once he uses the fairy technique, he will be crushed into the ground and cannot be pulled out!

Although Devil May Cry is still by his side, how can he move this small body?

So now he has no ability to protect himself at all.

The first thing to do is to see if there are some freshly dead imps nearby.Lao Yi raised her feet and walked towards the village, her face more gloomy than ever.When they came out of the underworld, they made too much noise. They killed a hundred Yin soldiers and a judge. It is a trivial matter to alarm the King of Hades. If they went to the depths of the netherworld to check, they would inevitably not find anything.If he really alarmed 33 Zhongtian, what he will face is not a small role like a judge.

When Lao Yi looked at the upside-down lone pine tree on the cliff, a young man was also standing on top of the cliff.His aura is very strong, not like Lao Yi's laziness and coldness, but like an unsheathed sword, sharp and vigorous.

Standing above, overlooking the entire river valley, he naturally noticed the miserable little boy by the river, but all his attention was on the lone pine.Just as the little boy was staggering towards the village, the man looked away indifferently and walked in the opposite direction.

The two passed by.

A young man dressed as a lifetime practitioner sits cross-legged on the edge of a cliff, meditating with luck.As the most talented person in the sect, Han Lingxu has been hailed as the most likely cultivator in a century, so this time he proposed to go out to practice, and the sect leader readily agreed.It really made him find this geomantic treasure where spiritual energy gathers.

After a small week, he slowly opened his eyes, jumped up and exercised his muscles and bones.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a boy not much younger than himself trying to climb down the cliff.The little boy was carrying a big bamboo basket, and it was very difficult to move.Although Han Lingxu was told that cultivators had to abandon emotions and desires, he still couldn't remain indifferent when he watched a child younger than him fall from the cliff.

He hastily picked up the sword beside him and rushed towards the little boy.

The little boy came to collect medicine.He was lucky, the medicinal material he was looking for grew not far from the top of the cliff, and there was a lone pine tree nearby that he could step on for strength.

He stepped on the ancient pine, and carefully groped along the cliff. The moment he got the medicinal material, his right foot slipped, and his mind went blank in an instant.

Suddenly a strong force grabbed him, and the little boy opened his eyes in fear, only to find that he had been saved by a little brother.

"Slave... I, thank you little brother." The boy thanked him non-stop after being pulled up.

Han Lingxu couldn't help but pretend to be an adult and teach him: "Are you looking for death? The cliff is so high, how dare you go up it as a child? Even if there is a river below, it's enough to drown your little body."

The boy flinched in fear.The people he sees the most on weekdays are human traffickers, and he has never dealt with others.

The little brother in front of me is dressed plainly, but the material is excellent Suzhou silk and satin, his face is like a crown jade, and he wears a sword at his waist. I am completely in two worlds.

Now, little brother is angry?

He knelt down on his knees with a snap: "My lord saved my life, and I will return it like a cow or a horse."

Han Lingxu's face turned red, and he wanted to help him up at a loss, "What are you doing? I don't care if anyone asks you to be an ox or a horse."

He knocked his head on the ground again: "Chu Ming, you must repay your kindness."

Han Lingxu woke up from the memory.It is said that after ascension, it is like a new life, and all the past and future are gone, but I am still struggling with that memory.

Now the inner demons are being suppressed in the nether world, but he is still uneasy.

"The pond is full of water, and the rain has stopped..." Lao Yi's spirit of having fun in bitterness is touching. The current situation is so bad that he can still sing in a leisurely mood.

Speaking of which, in addition to judging the fate of all people, "Peeping the World" was also developed a new function by Lai Yi thousands of years ago.

According to the ancestor Lu Ya, the magic mirror can spy on the past and the present. He used the magic mirror to spy on the end of the Dharma era tens of thousands of years later, and found that mortals have created many interesting things.

In those days when he was suppressed under the imprint of mountains and seas, if he hadn't had the magic mirror, he would have been bored to death long ago.In those dark days, he could still practice calligraphy. Now if someone goes to the depths of the Netherworld to check, maybe they can find his masterpieces.

For example, "Don't be nervous, I'm not a good person", "Some people are alive, he is dead. Some people are dead, in fact, he should have died", "The world is ours, and it is also our sons. In the end, it is the gang grandchildren's"....and that sort of thing.

In such a difficult environment in the Dharma-ending era, ordinary people can be so optimistic, which deeply moved Lai Yi.

It was early in the morning, and he had come all the way from the place where he fainted, and it was already broad daylight.When approaching the village, he saw a woman pounding clothes by the river.Right now, his clothes are loose and loose, and there are wounds on his face and body. He looks miserable, maybe better than a beggar.

Lao Yi habitually walked towards the washerwoman with calm steps.Of course the washerwoman saw him, she was too far away, she didn't see clearly, she thought it was something unclean, when she saw that thing walking towards her, she screamed in fear and ran away.

Lai Yi... I was speechless, I didn't say anything, is my image so bad?

Just as he subconsciously quickened his pace to catch up, he suddenly noticed a puff of black air rising from the middle of the river from the corner of his eye, so he didn't pay attention to his feet, stepped on the clothes pounding stick, slipped on his back, hit the back of his head on the ground, and his eyes turned black.

Axi...why am I always in a coma today...

Han Lingyuan and Wenjin fell together.

Both of them are dead people, and it is still easy to hide in front of mortals.It's just that the location of the two of them is not very good. This place seems to be a bustling town. The more prosperous the place, the more likely it is to meet a cultivator. One of them is eager for revenge, and the other is long live for escape. Naturally, they don't want to be caught.

Fortunately, the two fell into an empty backyard.Except for a dry well and a few dilapidated rooms, no one was here, which happened to be convenient for the two of them to move around.

"The young master is not here now," Han Lingyuan had already regained his senses, and was worried at the moment, "What should we do?"

Wen Jin really didn't know what to do, Lao Yi was so desperate that he separated from the two, the world is so big, it could fall anywhere, and it depends on luck whether you can find it.However, Lao Yi has no self-protection ability now, and it is very possible to collect some little ghosts, so there may be clues by walking in the pile of ghosts.

Wen Jin tilted her head and looked at her: "Who is the ancestor enshrined in your ancestral hall?"

Before Han Lingyuan died, he loved children very much. Now when he saw Wen Jin looking at her with wide eyes and tilting his head, he felt extremely cute. He even forgot the previous hatred. He reached out and touched her dog's head: "It's the ancestor Lingxu , do you have any trouble with him?"

"Sure enough." Wen Jin sighed, the destruction of the Han family will definitely alarm Han Lingxu, maybe he has already descended to earth.

When the time comes, should he be slapped, fed laxatives, or beaten with a sack?