Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Chapter 503 Mysterious Hell Road Station

Among other things, Wei Dongliu, who had red hair and double pupils, indeed looked more like a demon than a demon.

Wei Dongliu didn't speak, and Daoist Luo came out to save the siege, and said to the evil ghost:

Don't ask any more questions. Don't forget that your lord promised not to interfere with our affairs.

That being said... the evil ghost said hoarsely, and continued to look at Wei Dongliu in surprise.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the humans on your side, does it?

However, Wei Dongliu didn't speak, and the evil spirit didn't want to pester him too much, so he could only let him go temporarily, but he turned around and secretly notified the higher authorities.

Walking on the streets in the city, Wei Dongliu looked down at his feet, only to see faint red heat on the floor tiles. It seemed that the temperature was extremely high, and even the soles of his boots were scorched black.

Fortunately, he was overflowing with demonic energy at this time, spreading all over his body, so he didn't feel any burning at all.

The Eighteen Hells are located under the Nine Nether Yellow Springs. The environment is harsh, and they only accept souls who have committed crimes and are not allowed to be reincarnated. Daoist Luo casually chatted with him, and introduced, At first, it was just the evil place where ghosts were exiled in the Yellow Springs. , but with more and more souls, gradually there will be a city.

The lower the hell, the more severe the torment of the soul. As for the layer we are in, it is called 'Abiwujian'.

There is absolutely no aura here, and the heat is unbearable. It is rare to live except for the evil spirits of the Rakshasa. Ordinary souls who fall here from the upper hell will be caught by the evil spirits of the Rakshasa and tear the three souls and seven souls into pieces , as food and coins.”

The currency they use here is soul fragments? Wei Dongliu asked with a smile.

Yes. Daoist Luo nodded and said, Gold and silver treasures are of no use to evil spirits? Only souls can be eaten, so they are valuable.

Among the Abi Lords, the higher the status, the stronger the strength, the more souls they have. It is said that the previous Abi Mansion Lord even obtained the 'Thousand Demon Soul Sword', which contains a large number of souls, which was acquired by many demon lords. Coveted.

Later, civil strife broke out in this layer of hell, and the previous Abifu Lord was besieged to death, and the whereabouts of the Thousand Demon Soul Sword is unknown.

Daoist Luo chatted casually, but Wei Dongliu listened secretly, and suddenly asked:

Thousand Demon Soul Sword? Isn't it the Jiejiao Immortal Sword that Yin Guidao has been looking for all along, which is as famous as another Thousand Ghosts and Essence Sword? How did it end up in the depths of hell?

Who knows. Daoist Luo laughed.

Wei Dongliu let out a groan, secretly suspicious in his heart.

He felt that the other party was reminding himself not to expose the Ten Thousand Ghosts and Essence Sword to this hell, otherwise it would inevitably lead to unnecessary disasters.

After all, the camouflage I made with the Ten Thousand Ghosts and Essence Sword may not be able to hide from the detection of an immortal.

However, if you think too much, I just didn't use the trump card to pretend.

A Jing, in hell, help me cover up the breath of the ghost sword!

……oh.

The two crossed the street and finally came to a building that looked like a palace.

This is where we reside in hell. Daoist Luo took out a mask from his sleeve, Take it.

Masked? Wei Dongliu frowned slightly, thinking how could my handsome and evil face be covered by a mask? If I don't show the characteristics of the demon king, how can I use the hell way to refresh the synchronization value?

Our fellow disciples in the realm of hell all have identities on the surface in the cultivation world, and they don't know who each other is. Daoist Luo said leisurely, You don't want your identity to be known by others, do you?

Wei Dongliu sneered in his heart, so what? My identity as Wei Dongliu is also fake.

However, he could hear the suzerain's implication: Even fellow disciples of the hell realm cannot trust each other in the outside world. Once their identities are known by the other party, they may be stabbed in the back immediately.

Why does the suzerain always like to talk in a twisted way? If it weren't for my superior IQ, I really wouldn't be able to hear it.

Sighing insignificantly, Wei Dongliu put the mask cloth over his face, only to feel a cold black mist gushing out from under the cloth, quickly covering his whole body tightly.

Luo Daozhang let out a long laugh, and also took out the magic weapon in the shape of a mask, allowing the black mist to completely cover his figure—not only did he not reveal any physical characteristics, but even his spiritual consciousness was completely isolated.

This hell way suzerain is not simple. Wei Dongliu analyzed in his heart, This kind of mechanism design has caused the monks in the whole hell way to be strangers to each other. Only the suzerain holds the information of everyone.

That is to say, the entire hell way is highly centralized by the suzerain, and everyone else...is a pawn on the chessboard.

Even if the chess piece can guess the thinking of the chess player, it is difficult to have the ability to compete with it because it cannot look at the chessboard.

On the contrary, chess players can take advantage of asymmetric information to easily manipulate the overall chess pieces to achieve their own strategic goals.

This is also the reason why the realm of hell has never been found. Qingping Jian echoed, Because everyone is on the periphery, and the only core is the suzerain of the realm of hell.

As long as the other party stays in the depths of hell, the hell road will not be discovered by anyone. Kunlun mirror also said with emotion.

No. Wei Dongliu frowned suddenly, Besides the Sect Master of Hell Dao, there is another person... who also has a special status in it.

You mean, the fortune teller from Jian's family? Qingpingjian asked in surprise.

Wait! Kunlun Mirror suddenly shouted, I found fragments of the Sky-Mending Stone!

Where is it? Wei Dongliu was immediately refreshed.

It's in the depths of this palace! Kunlun Mirror said firmly.

Understood. Wei Dongliu nodded and said, Don't worry, Ah Jing, we can start planning after I have collected enough information about hell.

Covered in black mist, he followed the Hell Dao Sovereign who was also covered in black mist into the palace, passed through several corridors and corners, and finally came to a main hall.

I saw seven or eight figures standing in the hall, also covered in black mist, speaking hoarsely and unintelligibly, unable to hear the voice:

Any newcomers?

When was the last time a newcomer came in?

The newcomers don't seem to like to talk this time.

Ahem. Daoist Luo cleared his throat and said, This is the new No. 9, who will join us in the future and plan big plans together.

Sovereign. Another black mist smiled, Have you ever told him what is our hell plan?

I'm going to talk about it in detail. Daoist Luo turned around. Although the black mist covered his head, Wei Dongliu could still feel that the other party was looking at him, Fellow Daoist No. 9, since you believe in fate, do you know...

Is this world doomed to irreparable destruction after a thousand years?