There is a road in the underworld, who can lead it? But how can there be a crossing on the water bank?

Since ancient times, the three realms of heaven and man have been separated forever. The way of heaven and the clear air is called Gan.&&

Tan means Yang. The place where the sun begins, the place where the immortal hides.

The way of the earth, the turbid air is lower, and the thick one carries Kun.

Kun is a place where the sun sets, and the city of Fengdu.

Mortals cultivate immortals, cut off seven emotions, and kill six desires, and finally achieve no wonderful methods. Once they overcome the thunder tribulation, the soul ascends, and the immortal class can be ranked.

The immortal palace is formed by the fantasy of all immortals, so it is beautiful and beautiful, with a great victory over the divine kingdom, with wonderful Dharma and endless happiness.

The immortal body is clear, and the immortal soul does not fall, and moves to nourish the qi, where does the qi merge?

The six paths of the Yellow Spring carry the thick things. However, the Emperor of the Underworld has no distinction, no discrimination, and is ultimately inferior.

All the world is desire in the world, and the body is dead for a lifetime and the soul is light?

They are both blessed lands and create the world. They are only because of choice, and they are the hell that ordinary people spit on...

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Pangu opened the three realms, and the eighth highest plane was originally no different from the left and right.

The fairy world was not born high, nor did it have eighteen hells in the underworld in the past.

I think that at the beginning of the chaos, the barriers of all realms were not strict, and a tree could reach the sky, and there were many people who became saints in their flesh.

The pure air is the immortal palace, which naturally means that the heavenly court can enjoy the uniqueness, and all kinds of wonderful realms emerge one after another, and countless innate strange things.

As for the underworld, isn’t it just dross?

All practitioners understand the harmony of yin and yang, and even ordinary people know the principle of harmony between harmony. The way of heaven is one, and there are half of yin and yang. If you claim to be clear and consider the heavy earth and heavy earth as a piece of shoes, you will be paranoid.

The great way has a certain number, just like the script has been arranged long ago, and fate is hard to violate.

After practicing for a lifetime, when the soul leaves the body, he will eventually become a god and an immortal. That immortal class must be listed in the laws of heaven?

Reincarnation sets up various basic rules and divides the world, but ultimately, it is the ancient saints.

What are the six realms of reincarnation, what is the wonderful land of Buddhism, what is the immortal king and the immortal emperor, which is personally given by fortune, but one emperor and one minister.

But Chu Xiang and the others went west, chasing the remaining warmth that was not the setting sun.

Never used the ability to break through the air, the two of them walked forward like this, stopping and stopping, and at some point they arrived at the gate of an ancient temple!

The sky was still calm, and I don’t know if it was not dawn or because I had walked too far, even the morning light of the next day was left behind.

Originally, the mountains, streams, and the vast cities and villages all disappeared after crossing the last desolate Gobi Desert.

Looking around, you can see the vast mountains. This is not the end of the world. It is unknown whether it is in the Middle Earth or the Western Wasteland.

"Zhun, what are you doing here?"

The breeze raises its head, and the eyes are filled with strange trees swaying and dead branches are sneaking.

I don’t know when the strong wind blew, and the wind seemed to carry a strange power, which could capture the soul. Perhaps because of the lack of light source, the wind seemed to be dark yellow to the naked eye...

The ancient temple is already not far ahead. It is said that it is a temple, which covers too wide a land and is a wall that stretches for thousands of miles.

If it is not, how can I explain the bronze bell at the entrance of the temple and the ancient pagodas behind the wall?

Even if you are ignorant and do not understand architecture, you will never be able to mistake the palace for a temple.

Mortals often have a catchphrase when walking around the night, saying, "Don't go in the forest when you meet a temple."

In fact, except for ordinary people who often go to the night, if it is not necessary, it happens to rain at night, or even cold, and it is very taboo to these paths. The temple is a place to draw qi and gather yin, so it is necessary to establish a Buddha and suppress it by powerful people. When the popularity is at its peak, it is of course a place for yin and yang to be rich and good fortune. If it is abandoned, or if the monks do things in a bad manner, it will eventually lead to disasters over time.

Chu Xiang and the other two are not ordinary people. When he was a knight, there were no taboos, let alone now?

I glanced at the plaque hanging, two deficits that I didn’t recognize at all. It seemed that just a short time ago, there was a similar stone tablet erected at the last fork. Unfortunately, this word was originally created by ordinary people, and there was no remnant of the word between the lines, so it would be normal not to recognize it.

The surrounding environment is obviously too gloomy, giving people the feeling that it is no longer as simple as night, and even it seems that there has never been a day here.

Qingfeng shrugged and ignored it. The two of them ignored all the strange phenomena along the way, and even the sky gradually turned into gray whirlpools, and walked straight towards the gate...

............

In the fairy world, I sent out a boring immortal.

Once he escaped, he immediately lost his direction. However, this was not a big deal for him. By chance, he broke through the air casually and actually came to a mountain gate called Luojia Mountain.

If you escape through the void and look elegant, in fact, if you don’t have the cultivation level, it will be like the Western teleportation array, which is very easy to have problems.

Losing arms and legs is commonplace, and losing the road is common. Although the shield breaks the void is not as strict as a teleportation array, and requires the accuracy of coordinates, breaking the void is a manifestation of a certain level of personal strength. It is not a mistake to take. However, in a place like the fairy world where there is a wide range of praise, if you are not a familiar geography, it is normal that you cannot find the way for three or five days if you are not a person who is familiar with geography.

The probability of the purposeless escape and breaking into a specific place like "Luojia Mountain" is basically zero.

I don’t want to participate in any bullshit Dharma Assembly. Let’s talk about how many people in this fairy world are proficient in the different ways - the way of weapon spirits. I’m afraid there are only a handful of people who are qualified to solve doubts for a god master and a god king.

Moreover, he is a black man, and he has broken through the gates of the heaven through time and space reversal. He ascended to heaven early just to "step on the plate". If he is rational, of course he is afraid of avoiding any grand event. Who would have thought that he would hit the mountain without any intention?

I smiled coldly and looked at the two listless children at the door.

From afar, there seemed to be another wonderful sound coming from the mountain gate. I think this story has already started to be spoken in advance.

If I change my indifferent look, I don’t say much. Since I come here, I will be at ease.

He never believed in any probability or other things. He was destined to be a person among the immortals and gods.

Taking leisurely steps, together with several people who were obviously a belated immortal, he moved forward with his clothes...

This is good to say that the fairy world is. Although the gatekeeper is obviously an illusion of the fairy beast and has not been able to escape all six senses, there will be no funny situation like "The King of Hell is easy to mess with, but the little ghost is difficult to deal with".

Even those scattered immortals who nodded and bowed to each other, when they saw their unfamiliar faces, they would just greet them lightly, and would not look cold or too arrogant. They basically went their own way, as if they were all a group of talented men on outings, calm and desireless.

I am mixed with the slightest immortals, but there is no abruptness at all. It seems that he should belong here...

Suddenly, the original deity walking on the mountain road was a little stunned, and then he returned to normal before outsiders reacted.

............

"Dong!Dong!Dong!"

The melodious bells, accompanied by golden ripples visible to the naked eye, rippling towards all sides.

A yellow whirlwind suddenly blew a sharp and miserable ghost howl, and then it dissipated!

Of course, the bell cannot break through the night, but it can clear the dull and gloomy atmosphere.

Say...

The dead branches of the strange tree trembled, and even the bronze bell that had not been hit by anyone for thousands of years had fallen from it.

In the sky, the dim vortex was turning faster and faster. The breeze that hit the bell was hesitant.

Looking back at Chu Xiang, he found that the other party had no special signs. He shrugged, and he was like a boy who got up early in the temple, rumbling and hitting the broken bell.

Eighteen bells rang, and behind the space that mortals were invisible to the surrounding area, some rules changed eighteen times.

The most direct thing is that after screaming one after another, there was no demonic wind raging. The whirlpool gray clouds in the sky also became a chaotic area.

clang!

A crisp explosion sounded like a drum and gong sounded from the ground, spreading from the temple from afar.

It was like a signal, like a large concert, where the conductor dropped the baton.

The imagined lively music did not come. With a sound of explosion, the afterglow gradually dissipated. The note that came to an abrupt end made people feel uncomfortable and wanted to vomit blood.

"Squeak"

The huge temple door, about ten feet high, was pushed open. Generally, the temple gates are made of vermilion paint or gold coats, but the temple door is black all over!

It’s not that the light is too dark and looks dark, but that door is already pitch black.

Qingfeng's eyes were like lightning. He didn't know when he put down the giant tree hitting the bell and crossed his sword in front of him.

He was so vigilant that he had never complained that he had crossed the stone tablet not long ago, and he knew that what he had stepped on was no longer the world!

In the mortal world, whether it is Qingfeng or Chu Xiang, it is no different to mortals, and they all represent invincibility. But under the blessing of "an alternative world" and different rules, this invincibility becomes a joke.

Qingfeng knew that with the last bell, the road to the underworld had been completed. Now, the rules of where they stood have changed again, and even allowed some will that should not appear in the mortal world to be preserved, such as immortals and demons!

There was only a small gap in the temple gate, and the gap was not big, so it was almost impossible for one person to pass by.

A faint shadow floated out, and the phantom seemed to be wearing a black robe, covering her face with her brim, her hands were inserted into her sleeves, and she hugged her chest. Under the hem of the robe that had not yet reached the ground, there was a faint black aura, a dark aura...

"Huangquan, guide the way?"

Qingfeng seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. He put down his long sword and walked to Chu Xiang.

Chu Xiang withdrew his godless gaze from a distance and looked calmly at the consciousness known as the "Messenger of Death".

That glance was not something that could be blocked by the small underworld weapon. A crisp "pop" sound was made in the air, like a shriveled balloon being poked and exploded. The alien in the black robe trembled, but did not make any sound.

The sharp light flashed in his eyes and disappeared. Calmness is the eternal melody of Chu Xiang.

"Take me in."

A completely commanding tone, unlike Qingfeng's slightly alert temptation, Chu Xiang is not a taboo.

Beside him, Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and felt something was wrong. But the black shadow was unexpected and he had never refuted it.
To be continued...