Su Bian Cultivation World

According to Han Qianling's narration to Luo Jiujiang when he was in the Holy Land, when the Dragon God died, the Dragon Ball and the remaining souls turned into the Netherworld to extradite the dead.

However, the ghosts of the Nether are still far away, and the comprehension world has searched and disputed for more than 1 years, but there is no definite number.Over the years, there are many cultivators who want to reintroduce the souls of Taoist friends after they die, but the results every time seem to be uncertain.

There is a foundation cultivator who succeeded in attracting the soul at the moment when his younger brother died of qi refining; there is also a golden elixir friend who learned the news of his dear friend's death after three years, and did it only 99 times in grief, but none of them succeeded; He chose the first seven to summon the soul of his beloved wife to renew his life, but in the end he only summoned a broken soul with three souls and seven souls. On his bloody face, he could faintly see the beauty of the old days, but his mind was half insane...

In the end, the unified law that all the monks can figure out from this incident is: if you want to attract people's souls, the sooner the better.And that ghostly place of Netherworld is definitely not a fragrant and pure land for the dead to rest in peace.

As for now, whether Luo Jiujiang wants to or not, he has come to Netherworld.

Before being completely engulfed by Nether, Luo Jiujiang comforted himself with bitter joy: From ancient times to the present, he may be the first one who can enter the Netherworld of death as a living person.This can be regarded as an unprecedented precedent, which is in line with my habit of not taking an unusual path.

But after the whole person was pulled into the nether world, Luo Jiujiang knew it was not.

After his flesh and bones were completely devoured by that unknown existence, and when the little Nascent Soul in his dantian was hardly spared, the immature little world there was turned upside down. When falling down, Luo Jiujiang suddenly realized where the Nether is and what the Nether is.

At that time, Luo Jiujiang's little Yuanying had already ran back and forth in the small courtyard a few times in a panic. He sensed the shaking of the ground outside, and was knocked so hard that he sat on the ground.Little Yuanying pursed his mouth, his eyes were as stubborn as two freshly washed black grapes, he opened his mouth, but he was not in a hurry to cry.

——The little Nascent Soul just opened its small mouth like a stroke of magic, and took a mouthful of woo ah woo, starting from the source of yin and yang.

He has the aura of gobbling, whale sucking cow drink, opening and closing his mouth with the spirit of rushing to repair before the completion of the project, and the sound of swallowing in his throat can be faster than the fire-burning village before rolling and fleeing famine. Before being swallowed by the outside world, most of the world in this place was swallowed into his round belly!

Previously, Luo Jiujiang's consciousness was still in the Holy Land, but his body had already been swallowed into the Netherworld and eaten inch by inch, and his whole body seemed to be separated and split into two parts.Although the physical pain can be clearly conveyed into his perception, if he wants to control his aura meridian, it is as slow as an ordinary person wearing eighteen pairs of thick rubber gloves.

Therefore, until Luo Jiujiang's entire head was included in the scope of the nether world, his spiritual consciousness was finally able to see his skeleton that was almost gnawed out, and before he could feel sad for a moment, he was manipulated by the god-level manipulator of this little Nascent Soul in his dantian I was stunned!

... If you say this is not a Nascent Soul, it is a spirit, right?

Luo Jiujiang's consciousness naturally fell on the Yuanying who was about to explode, and he seized the time to adjust the source of yin and yang smoothly.The unknown beings around are still rushing forward wave after wave, trying to tear the flesh from Luo Jiujiang's Nascent Soul, but Luo Jiujiang really doesn't care about him—he is now focusing all his energy on guiding his own body. On the source of Taoism, I am afraid that if I relax, I will be blown into bloody flowers all over the sky.

Those black shadows around, endless, wave after wave, are not scary enough, but the situation Luo Jiujiang is facing now is really hard to get away from.

Even if he tried his best, his Nascent Soul was gnawed to the bone, and he had to hold back, trying to reconcile the yin and yang sources that were suddenly compressed into one piece, making a fuss in his Nascent Soul. Yin and Yang fish.

Then so suddenly, the whole environment around Luo Jiujiang suddenly became quiet.A layer of black that was thicker and wider than the ghost image around him slowly surrounded him.

Immediately, Luo Jiujiang's consciousness, together with his Nascent Soul who was closing his eyes and adjusting his breath, was simultaneously drawn into a dark current by some unknown existence.

All the turmoil around Luo Jiujiang before has retreated silently. In the whole world, it seems that only Luo Jiujiang and that part of the current exist.

Under the scouring of the dark river, the fiercely surging source of yin and yang was gradually calmed down, while Luo Jiujiang felt extremely sleepy.

Before sinking deeply into the black sweetness, Luo Jiujiang suddenly remembered a ghost story he had heard in his childhood.

There is a person who likes to pretend to talk to ghosts. When he is reading, he asks "Where is the ghost" on the table, when he is eating, he asks "Where is the ghost?" Asking under the covers: "Where is the ghost?" Asking to the side while walking: "Where is the ghost?"

Until he put his hand far into a long and flat drawer, and asked jokingly: "Where is the ghost?" Then a voice sounded out of thin air: "How many times have I told you! Where are you?" Where!"

The man's arm suddenly hurt, he screamed, and the bottom of the drawer gradually filled with blood.

...so where is the Nether?Luo Jiujiang finally had the answer to this question.

Outside the world, ghosts are everywhere.

The countless dark "voids" outside those small worlds are actually full of ghosts, and "space turbulence" may not actually exist. They are just countless ghosts, and they are full of fangs for those who stray into the ghosts by mistake. Likou.

Luo Jiujiang finally understood that whenever the monks shuttled from one world to another, there would be thousands of ghosts lined up at both ends of the transmission road, silently watching the whole journey with their eyes.

Where will people go after death?Sometimes monks during the teleportation will discuss this with their traveling companions halfway through.

will come to us.

On the outside of the boundary membrane channel, countless ghosts crawled on it, and their densely packed eyes saw the monks discussing this issue from head to toe in 360 degrees.

Before Luo Jiujiang was completely pulled into a drowsy dreamland, he happened to be swept by a black current and passed through a passage between the two worlds. With a quick glance, he saw that the passage was covered with black ghosts all over the top, bottom, left and right.Those dark shadows all turned their backs to Luo Jiujiang, so it was impossible to tell whether they were smiling or not.

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Luo Jiujiang seemed to have slept for a long time.

It's not really a deep sleep, but he was quick to make up his mind before, and made up his mind between a few breaths, first to treat Qianling with cold, and then to replace Wen Xinlei.Without waiting for the rest of his life to breathe a sigh of relief, he was sentenced to the nether world. His consciousness was still on the side of the holy land, but his body had already been bitten to pieces.After his consciousness finally entered the Netherworld, he still couldn't rest, and he had to attach the Nascent Soul immediately to turn the tide.From the occurrence to the end of this series of events, the total time is less than a stick of incense.

But during this time of burning incense, in terms of the degree of thrills, it was more severe than every time he had experienced before.

Compared with Shen Mian, Luo Jiujiang seems to be repairing himself.Of the three things that happened before, no matter which one, the damage to him was by no means small.

The black surge surrounding his Nascent Soul seemed to know that Luo Jiujiang needed to rest.It took Luo Jiujiang across several worlds in a hurry, and made three or four big bends in the middle, but the waves were always gentle during the process, and the degree of vibration and bumps was not even heavier than that of a baby's rocker.

After a while, as if it finally reached the target point, the dark river stopped.Some of them rose up in the waves, and they gradually formed a thick cocoon, wrapping Luo Jiujiang tightly in the middle.

Perhaps only when they come to such a magical and gloomy place as Nether, and see it with their own eyes, can people discover that even though they are both pitch black, they can still distinguish the shades from each other.

The darkness surrounding Luo Jiujiang is pure and quiet, but the color is almost translucent, which makes it look like an amber.The Nascent Soul-like Luo Jiujiang is sealed in this transparent shell, and he is so dazzling and eye-catching in this lightless darkness.

The precious "amber" was delivered to the hands of two or three ghost shadows that were darker and darker. A few shadows looked down and found Luo Jiujiang who was curled up inside, sleeping soundly.

Then, as if he had finally completed his mission, the black current continued to gallop and fluctuate away into the distance. This time, the speed was so fast that it was completely different from the attitude when he was holding Luo Jiujiang just now.It chased so anxiously, as if there was something most important in the distance.

It goes all the way west, and every time the waves churn sharply, it will photograph hundreds of black ghost shadows in the air, and then snatch a little bit of harvest from the ghost shadows.

This long rushing river snatched a little bit of red or white debris from the ghost shadows and rolled them into its very center, and at the same time, there were about a dozen ghosts in different directions in all directions in the entire nether world. Such rivers are gradually gathering.

As for all of this, Luo Jiujiang, who tried to settle down in the Yuanying with his spiritual consciousness, and moved back and forth with Daoyuan, knew nothing about it.

There is only a gentle wave left in his memory, as if returning to a small fishing boat on the blue sea of ​​Seven Islands when he was very young.

"The moon is round and changes in fifteen days,

The big boat paddles, turning between small islands,

Brother, don't rush to catch red snappers in the sea,

I'll tie the red string around your waist, don't you feel relieved?

……

It takes half a month for a silver plate to turn from curved to round.

The big ship eats deep water, and the surface of the sea flows with the waves,

Brother, don't be greedy for the big and fat pearl oysters in the net,

I sat alone in the small building all night waiting for you to come back a hundred times"