Ju Mang suddenly whispered, which made Mu Yu feel very strange. Ju Mang rarely said anything to him, and he would never have such a strange reaction for no reason.
"What did you think of?" Mu Yu asked.
Ju Mang did not answer directly, but said: "You are looking for something. I don't know what it is specifically, but I know that something can maintain the consciousness of these souls. It should be in these eighteen levels of hell, where these things can be The souls are all gathered together for protection.”
"You don't want to protect these souls anymore?" Mu Yu raised his eyebrows, and Ju Mang suddenly changed his mind, which he didn't quite understand.
"Isn't it the one you want to save?" Ju Mang said lightly.
Mu Yu didn't refute, he knew that there must be some reasons for Ju Mang's change of attitude. Mu Yu asked the souls surrounding him: "I will find a way to take you away from this place of right and wrong, but you must tell the situation here. Do you know what is there in these eighteen levels of hell that can make your consciousness Staying awake?"
As soon as countless souls heard that they could leave this place, they were overjoyed and began to rush to say:
"Yes, they water our souls with weird water to keep our souls awake."
"Yes, it's that thing. After those monsters torture our souls, they are responsible for using that thing to restore our souls."
"Yes, that thing is really scary. The black water we water every day comes from it."
These tortured souls seemed to be afraid of the things mentioned, but they could not explain clearly at once, and they could not even explain what the things were. However, these souls could sense the existence of such things.
Under the guidance of his soul, Mu Yu walked to the center of the eighteenth level of hell. In the center was the ferocious mouth used to collect the source of pain. At this time, there were many thin and sporadic will-o'-the-wisps. Spurt out.
The breath of things that those souls talk about comes from this bloody mouth.
"The things of the ghost sect are evil."
This time, Mu Yu observed the bloody mouth from a close distance. The will-o'-the-wisps that had just been erupted would solidify after being stimulated by the screams of the souls, and then turn into liquid and flow into the mouth of this ferocious face.
And he also saw a strange pool around this ferocious face. This pool was also made of bones. There was black weak water flowing in it. The flesh-winged horned monster used this weak water to inflict torture and damage. The soul gradually recovers.
"No, this weak water is different from the weak water outside."
Mu Yu gently dipped the weak water in the wood spirit. In addition to the cold breath, the weak water here seemed to be contaminated with some strange things, and even felt a little familiar.
Then an idea flashed in Muyu's mind, and he suddenly understood where this familiar feeling came from.
"How could it be? This is the aura that brings the soul back to the heart!"
Mu Yu was shocked!
He has been exposed to the transitional soul return to the heart more than once. He saw the transitional soul return to the heart in the Deadwood Valley and when he returned to the past, and the weak water was mixed with the aura of the transitional soul to return to the heart.
"But how come the Soul Transferring and Returning to the Heart appears in this place? It's strange. Could it be that the Ghost Sect has already found the Soul Transferring and Returning to the Heart?"
Mu Yu felt a little uneasy. Does this mean something happened to Master Ni Lei? But then I thought about it, and it didn’t seem to fit in the time logic.
Because the young soul just said that he had been tortured for more than three hundred years and had maintained a clear consciousness for more than three hundred years, that means that this place existed at least three hundred years ago. The ghost sect members lost their soul-transmitting soul more than thirty years ago. The evidence is conclusive. If the soul-transporting soul is lost, it means that it is impossible to appear here.
"Do you know what it is to cross the soul and return to the heart?" Mu Yu asked Jumang in his heart.
"I only know that its power is not weaker than the Kaixu Cauldron and the Formation Palace you control. It is probably at the same level." Ju Mang replied.
"Huh? Are you sure?" Mu Yu didn't expect Ju Mang to give such a high evaluation. The power of returning souls to the heart is not weaker than that of the Formation Palace and the Kaixu Cauldron
The Formation Palace and the Kaixu Cauldron are very powerful, as can be seen from the fact that their power can withstand the triple palace, and the strange stick that transfers souls back to the heart can also be compared with the Formation Palace and the Kaixu Cauldron
Although Mu Yu has never felt how powerful Soul Transferring is, Father Kumu risked his life to snatch it away from the Ghost Sect, and even tried to find a way to seal it. It seems that Old Kumu Dad may have known this for a long time.
"You can't be wrong. Anyway, you should see if you can find this thing first. If I think it right, the Soul-Returning Heart should be in pairs, or damaged. What the dead wood took away is only half of the Soul-Returning Heart. That’s all.” Ju Mang responded.
This matter is becoming more and more confusing. Mu Yu now only knows that the soul can be repaired by returning to the soul. Presumably the souls tortured in the eighteenth level of hell are because of the existence of the soul returning to the heart to ensure the integrity of the soul.
"So I can restore my father's soul as long as I find the Soul Returning Heart here?"
Mu Yu's heart became hot. He had always believed that Master Ni Lei was in the hands of Master Ni Lei to transfer his soul to his heart. However, he still didn't know where Master Ni Lei was. If he could find the other half of his soul to return to his heart, then there would be no need to return. Let’s worry about the whereabouts of Master Ni Lei.
He began to circle around the weak pool contaminated by Soul Crossing and Returning Heart, and found that except for some ferocious patterns, there was nothing weird about it. However, the weak water in the weak pool also flows out from the ferocious mouth, which looks particularly weird.
Mu Yu carefully turned the wood spirit into a vibrant branch, integrated it into the mouth of the blood basin, and grew down along the mouth of the blood basin to explore where it leads to. The tree branches transformed by the wood spirit were not afraid of the gloomy aura coming from inside at all, but spread out smoothly.
The Bloody Mouth is more like a winding pipe. In the pipe, the weak water seems to have escaped the shackles of gravity. Some weak water flows upward from below, and some weak water flows downward from above. The weak water is like Consciously know where you should flow.
The wood spirit quickly found an exit along the dark pipe, and then a message was conveyed back. The wood spirit led to the seventeenth level of hell!
"It turns out that things in every level of hell here are connected."
Mu Yu thought for a moment and said to those souls: "You all are waiting for me here. Don't run out from above. If you run out, you may not be able to cross the weak water, and you will be bound in the weak water."
"What about you, sir?" a middle-aged soul asked quickly.
"Me? I'm going to hell."
Mu Yu replied, and then found that this statement was a bit strange, with a strong sense of "who will go to hell if I don't go to hell", and then planned to be more straightforward, saying, "I am going to save hell!"
He didn't explain much at the moment and disappeared directly into the wood spirit.
When he appeared in the Seventeenth Hell, countless miserable screams came from all directions. The souls here were still suffering inhuman torture. At this time, Guizu's annoying voice sounded again: "You humble ant, how dare you ruin my good deeds? Just wait for me, and I will cut you into pieces!"
"Why are you talking again? Weren't you mute just now?" Mu Yu said impatiently.
"Boy, if you are sensible, get out now, and I can leave you with a whole body, otherwise I will make sure that you will never be reincarnated..."
Mu Yu didn't want to waste words with this haunting old devil. If it had a way to attack Mu Yu, it wouldn't wait until now. Without any hesitation at the moment, the wood spirit suddenly surged and turned into thousands of branches, crushing the souls of all the guarded flesh-winged horned monsters and saving the remaining souls.
"You humble human being, stay with me—"
Guizu was furious, but he disappeared before he finished speaking, because all the trapped souls stopped screaming in pain, and it seemed that Guizu could no longer make a sound when the screams stopped.
"I understand. No wonder I have always found your voice unpleasant. It turns out that your voice is a mixture of the screams of these souls. If the souls stop screaming, you will not be able to speak!" Mu Yu! With disdain on his face, this was the first time he had encountered such a strange guy.
Each level of hell is imprisoned with various souls. These souls are not only human beings, but also Yumen demons and monsters, and even monsters. Therefore, everyone is not surprised that Mu Yu can control trees. Yu also burst into tears of gratitude.
Muyu went to hell one level at a time. Every time he went to hell, he had to experience all kinds of "humble ant-like" threats from the ghost ancestor who didn't know where he was hiding. Then he would destroy all the souls in hell. After being rescued from torture, Gui Zu shut up.
Then I explained it to all the souls again. I came here to prepare to go to hell. Don't go out and wait for my good news. I explained it a total of eighteen times. He felt that he was a patient and good young man who could explain the same thing eighteen times.
"A patient and good young man like me should be cherished." Muyu affirmed himself.
Mu Yu must do this, because the old devil's power is obtained by torturing his soul, so before going to trouble the old devil, he must first weaken the source of his power so that his soul will no longer suffer.
Many souls have been trapped here for hundreds of years. Mu Yu accidentally asked that the soul that had been trapped for the longest time was five hundred years ago.
"So this place existed five hundred years ago?" Mu Yu nodded thoughtfully, feeling pity for those souls who had been trapped for hundreds of years. Who else would be in the same place day after day? I can't stand being tortured for hundreds of years.
"Hurry up, it should be right, it's right below." Ju Mang said.
At this time, they have arrived at the first level of hell, which is also the lowest level of hell. Saving tens of millions of souls is not a simple matter. If Mu Yu didn't have such a powerful thing as the wood spirit, he would have saved them one by one for as long as the years of the monkey.
"What the hell is down there?"
Mu Yu walked to the bloody mouth at the bottom. The pipes below led to an unknown place.