"I am the Lord of Purgatory, the orphan of the remnant country, the Lord of the Sea of Darkness, and the helmsman of the Nine Netherworlds... Do you know what you are doing to me? You are blaspheming! Those who blaspheme will eventually die. Fall into the deeper depths of hell, your body will be broken into pieces, and you will fall into eternal calamity!"
The girl was pressed on the throne by the golden Shura. Her roar echoed in the Hades Palace, and the huge white bones behind her also squirmed.
It felt the girl's anger, opened its cone-shaped mouth full of hook-shaped sharp teeth, and made a deafening sound.
Shura raised his head, his eyes glaring angrily, and when he looked at him, he also let out a low roar like a lion.
Asuras are terrifying, and bone snakes are also ferocious.
"If those who blaspheme God will be punished by God and die, then those who are sitting on the twelve divine thrones should have been counterattacked by Heaven long ago." Ning Jiujiu said calmly.
Shura suppressed her tightly.
Every time a ray of netherworld breath escapes from the girl, Shura will ruthlessly stretch out his big hand and directly snuff it out and disperse it.
The girl was struggling. She was thinking about whether to mobilize the power of the entire Netherworld to resist... After all, in addition to the methods of escaping, her brain also hid many... unknown secrets.
If these secrets were violated, she would really try her best to kill this young man who dared to blaspheme.
But exploring the secrets deep inside her heart is indeed one of Ning Changjiu's goals.
This girl calls herself Lord Netherworld II. Regardless of whether it is true or not, she is the one who has received the ancient inheritance of Lord Netherworld and sat on the throne of Netherworld. She must have inherited many secret past events about the Taichu gods in her mind.
She is like a living history book.
The past events he read in it could complement what he saw and heard in Luo Shu, allowing him to see the reality of the world more clearly.
The Fish King blushed and stared there with his heart beating, listening to the roars of the White Bone Feathered Serpent and the golden Shura. He thought that he had lived for thousands of years and had seen many big scenes. He had seen many people who dared to kill gods, but This... is indeed the first time I've seen it.
It glanced at Ning Xiaoling next to it, and thought responsibly that Xiaoling was still a child. If she woke up, she would have to be knocked unconscious again. She could not be allowed to see such a scene.
"You... let go..." The girl's dark pupils were penetrated by golden light, and her words were a little difficult.
Ning would rather remain silent for a long time.
The golden pattern between his brows was like a celestial eye, already shining into her sea of consciousness, and began to search for useful information.
Pictures come into view.
"Am I the daughter of Lord Ming, or am I Lord Ming himself? If it's the former, then I'm an orphan? If it's the latter, then... am I a boy or a girl? Oh, it's so annoying. "
In the sea of consciousness, a girl created by Hades was holding her knees in the throne, thinking hard about her origins.
"I don't remember anything... But it doesn't matter. There are many books in the palace. I should be able to understand many things after reading them!"
"illiterate… "
"It's okay, you can learn slowly, there is plenty of time!"
"What clothes should I wear? The white one seems very beautiful, but the black one is more matching... Well, no one has seen it anyway, why should I wear it differently? Why are there men's clothes... Men's clothes... Well, I must be the daughter of Lord Ming. .I can’t accept wearing such ugly clothes in my previous life!”
The girl sat in front of a mirror that almost filled the entire wall, removing the men's clothing fabric and transforming it into a beautiful skirt. The snow-white calves were full of shredded fabric.
"So lonely."
"One day is too short. There are still 540,000 days before the end of the world... 540,000... Well, count one hundred days as one day, so there are only 5,400 days before the end of the world!"
"It's still very long..."
"The end will come soon."
The girl sat in front of the empty hall, leaning her chin, looking lonely at the edge that even her imagination could not extend.
"No, I can't be so depressed. I want to understand these words and then start reading! Well...start tomorrow."
One hundred days later…
"I'm in a bad mood today. I'll start tomorrow."
The stele was turned over for another day.
She doesn’t know who set this doomsday countdown stone. What can be predicted about the days that are so far away? So boring.
What a boring world.
I'm so lonely... Who will play with me...
"The end or friends, which one comes first?"
She picked up the pen and wrote this sentence on the ground using the words she had just begun to understand.
She stared at it for a long time, admiring it in her heart. Thinking that he was worthy of being a poet in his previous life, and that he was better than his predecessors in this life.
"Oh, it's so boring. Find yourself a husband!" The girl sighed at the wisdom of her idea.
She used her ghostly soul to start pinching people.
After squeezing, she fell silent.
What should a man... look like
She kneaded her soul like dough and kneaded her face. Once she got below her neck, she couldn't do anything. She took off her clothes, came to the big mirror, looked at herself for a long time, and finally used herself as a reference to make an exact one.
She didn't think there was anything wrong, after all, her husband must be the most handsome in the world. And she is the prettiest she has ever known, so there is nothing wrong with making her look like herself!
The more she watched, the more satisfied she became, and she even had the urge to mass-produce it.
At that time, the long-dormant sea of darkness finally revived, and countless souls plunged into this lonely country.
The scene of that day is always imprinted in my mind - the sky above the land is a black sea, and the sea water breaks holes one after another. As mentioned in the book, the word "heavy rain" finally reveals its meaning. True appearance, the soul is like a school of dark fish, falling from the sky and sea, vast and magnificent. They come from nowhere, like rootless water washing on the ground, bringing pathetic vitality to the lonely underworld with the despair of death.
She finally had her own people.
…
Ning looked through the pictures in her sea of consciousness for a long time.
Thousands of years of time are fleeting.
After the black rainstorm, the well of fetal souls in the Kingdom of Hades was nourished again and began to breed local creatures.
The girl was happy and afraid at the same time.
She learned about the outside world from some weak foreign souls.
She began to look forward to it.
She sat in the underworld, called herself Lord Hades, and began to rule her country - it was the most worrying period for her.
The girl has not known what cultivation is for nearly a thousand years, and only has some innate magical powers.
She used these magical powers to frighten the ghosts and souls during the day, and practiced harder than ever at night, slowly becoming more powerful.
Before Ning Jiujiu's arrival, the girl once felt that she was already very powerful. She even thought that if Lord Ming had been as powerful as her, he would not have ended up like this.
Only today did she know... It's just that the Kingdom of Hades was broken, so the souls she gave birth to were too weak. She was also blessed by the power of Hades, so she became invincible.
Until today, in the harmonious and warm Hades, she finally suffered a severe beating from this foreigner.
The girl's slender hands seemed to break if twisted, and her body struggled like a feathered snake. The pair of black pupils polluted by golden light stared at the young man in front of him, feeling ashamed, angry and angry... Well, he is quite good-looking... No! What am I thinking!
The girl felt sad because she knew that as long as Ning Jiujiu looked past these superficial memories, she would see the secrets that penetrated into the depths.
"If you dare to look down again..." she said with difficulty, "I will never let you go!"
Ning looked at her lonely life for a long time, and couldn't help but think of the quiet and indifferent years of monasticism in her previous life, and she was in a trance.
The girl's sudden threat brought back some of his thoughts. He recovered from his daze and realized that he might soon touch the real secret she hid.
The girl's consciousness is a sea.
His pupils are like golden crows flitting across the sea.
In the deep sea water, scenes are illuminated one after another.
"It is impossible for people to imagine a world without boundaries, so does the spirit used for imagination have boundaries? If the spiritual world has boundaries, how can I cross it?"
As time went by, her thoughts became more and more profound.
The souls in the underworld are constantly flowing through the underworld, so her figure in the high palace of the underworld becomes increasingly lonely.
"This count... is not quite right." The girl looked at the stone tablet and used her authority to change one hundred back to one. The counting unit on the stone tablet changed, and the measurement of time expanded instantly.
There are still 180,000 days until the end.
"The end is coming, who will save me?"
Her state of mind was no longer the same as before.
Then, the dark sea that had been silent for ten thousand years finally opened, and a graceful figure slowly fell from the dark sea like a ship sinking in the sea.
The girl stared at her.
Doom and friends, the latter came first...
Ning Jiujiu could feel her emotional fluctuations - like delicate flowers blooming in the darkness.
The subsequent memories are buried deeper, seemingly secret and unknown.
The girl who was pressed by Shura on the throne had boundless murderous intent in her dark pupils.
Ning Jiujiu understood.
What follows is her inviolable secret.
What fell from the sea of darkness was the wooden spirit pupil that accidentally entered the underworld. It seems that she regarded Mu Lingtong as a friend and told her many past events and secrets about the gods, including the method of leaving the Hades Palace.
The Fish King on the side looked at them seriously for a long time.
Does foreplay actually take so long... You really live up to your name!
Ning concentrated for a long time, and the consciousness arrow shaped like a golden crow penetrated into the depths of the girl's sea of consciousness. The girl's body rose and fell, and she groaned softly.
Her most secretive scene, the one she least wanted people to know about, was illuminated by golden light, like the sky opening behind the clouds.
The girl bit her lips tightly, and thin and pale blood overflowed from her soft lips.
Her body began to tremble, and the knife she held in her hands became more bloody.
He...he saw it all...
She felt dizzy.
Ning Jiujiu also fell silent.
It turns out... this is the secret she was talking about.
Ning Jiujiu watched as the weak and seriously injured Mu Lingtong was taken in by her and became a friend.
That was the happiest period of time for the little girl in a thousand years. Mu Lingtong told her many things about the outside world, and a whole new world was outlined in her mind.
Then... they did some...
Hmm... the picture is very fragrant.
The girl knew where he saw it and was already gritting her teeth.
Ning Jiujiu knew that she might be out of curiosity, but Mu Lingtong must have wanted to take this opportunity to search for some authority related to Ming Lord.
He originally wanted to tell her about this to further weaken her determination. But thinking about the thin figure in front of the Hades Palace that had been lonely for thousands of years, I sighed and did not speak after all.
He closed his eyes, no longer looking at her secrets, only looking for things related to getting out of Hades.
The girl became even more angry, thinking that if she had seen it, then she had seen it, how could you pretend to be a gentleman? Not to mention closing your eyes, even if you dig your eyes out it will be the same!
The subsequent memory is of her secretly reading books for several days, and then pretending to be omniscient and omnipotent, confidently telling Mu Lingtong how to get out of the underworld.
If he saw it...
The girl thought to herself, how could it be such a good thing to just leave after taking advantage? I am the Ming Pearl in the palm of Ming Lord, and I am the second ancestor of Ming Kingdom who should be arrogant and domineering. I must not lose the face of myself and Ming Kingdom!
"Open your eyes!" the girl shouted.
As his consciousness approached that deep memory, a monstrous murderous intention suddenly surged beneath him, and the entire Hades shook with the girl's words.
The originally weak candle flame suddenly burst into flames, burning vigorously like a torch in the darkness.
Ning Jiujiu subconsciously opened his eyes.
She looked at the girl.
She originally wanted to use the power of the underworld to resist, but the cost was too high and the end might come early.
If it were in the past, she would definitely not hesitate. But now... there are only three hundred days left.
She was really afraid that if she touched the root even slightly, this number would turn into a goose egg for her.
In desperation, she came up with a plan.
Ning looked at her for a long time and fell completely silent - the girl turned into Ning Xiaoling again.
…
The fish king was also shocked.
Now on the throne of Netherworld, it seems that Ning Xiaoling is holding Ning Xiaoling down on the throne of Netherworld for a long time. Ning Xiaoling looks at him pitifully, biting her bloodshot lips, with a resentful look on her face, wearing a snow-white Taoist skirt. Like a newly blooming lotus.
this…
Even though the Fish King knew that Ning Xiaoling was pretending to be Lord Ming, he was still filled with indignation when he saw Ning oppressing her for a long time. He couldn't help but cursed: "You are so heartless that you are worse than a beast!"
Yi Ning's current state of mind shouldn't be hindered by such a blinding method.
But he and his junior sister hadn't seen each other for many years, and the pitiful appearance of Lord Ming seemed to be fake again.
She spoke softly and shouted as if she were meeting him for the first time: "Senior brother...it's been a long time no see."
Ning Jiujiu knew it was false, but still replied: "Long time no see."
"Senior brother...you, can you let me go? It hurts." The girl's voice was soft.
Ning sighed for a long time.
He looked at Ning Xiaoling's face, and his sense of morality really restricted his next move.
But this is ultimately false.
"No." Ning Jiujiu's chaotic consciousness disappeared, and the sea of consciousness returned to clarity.
Ming Jun said delicately: "Senior brother... you are so bad."
I would rather remain unmoved for a long time.
He continued deeper.
At this time, the girl gave up her struggle, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a relieved smile.
Time has finally passed.
Outside, an army of 300,000 troops attacked.
Fate is unpredictable, this sect that originally called itself the Regicide Sect can actually delay time for itself.
…
The sound of flags waving, the sound of soldiers blaring, the deafening sound of killing... the complex sounds sounded from far to near, pushing away like a tidal wave from the distance outside the palace.
Ning Jiujiu couldn't find a way to leave Hades in a short period of time, so he temporarily let her go.
He walked to the window of Hades and looked out.
It was dark outside the Hades Palace.
Thousands of troops gathered outside the Hades Palace, massing and pushing over.
"Three hundred thousand...can you really get it together?" Ning Jiujiu was shocked.
Underworld Lord II raised her petite body from the throne. She rubbed her thin arms that were sore from being pressed, and said resentfully: "This is what it means that where there is a will, things come true..."
"It seems that what you did is indeed abominable, which gave them such great will." Ning Jiujiu sighed with emotion.
Lord Ming said proudly: "Yes! Hard work pays off!"
Ning Jiujiu looked at her happy expression and said helplessly: "They are here to kill you."
The girl nodded and said: "I know, this is one of the products of the current national thinking. After all, I encouraged them to think, and of course I have to bear the consequences. And... I also felt that their decision was better than destroying the sect and asking for it. The Immortal Sect is much wiser.”
"That's true." Ning Jiujiu agreed.
He continued to ask: "Then have you thought of a way to face this situation?"
The girl shook her head: "I really didn't expect them to be able to collect 300,000 yuan."
"What should we do?" Ning Changjiu asked.
Although these ghosts are not powerful, they are powerful in numbers.
It takes a lot of effort to kill three hundred thousand mosquitoes, let alone ghosts
Lord Ming smoothed his messy hair, held his white Taoist skirt, and said, "Senior brother, can you bear to see me die?"
Ning Changjiu said coldly: "Change back to me first."
"Uuuu, senior brother doesn't like me anymore." Ming Jun rubbed his eyes and pretended to be crying.
During the short conversation, the deafening sound of killing had already reached outside the hall.
Ming Jun was helpless, she opened the door and walked out.
Ning Jiujiu asked: "What do you want to do? Kill them all with one person?"
Lord Ming shook his head and said: "I'm going to recruit people and persuade them to surrender! You can also come with me."
"What should I do?" Ning asked for a long time.
Ming Jun said seriously: "Just think that the witchcraft of the Immortal Sect has worked. You are the great immortal invited by the Immortal Sect, and then you can perform some acrobatics for them, and then make some bluffing prophecies to appease the ghosts. "
"Can they believe this?" Ning asked for a long time.
Lord Ming said: "You don't need to believe all of them, just let them separate themselves. Then they will be in chaos."
Ning Jiujiu was still hesitating whether to help her or not.
Lord Ming said: "There is no need to feel guilty. This is the kingdom of the underworld. Their death is as easy as returning home. Anyway, they can crawl out of the fetus spirit well after a while. They are still good ghosts!"
The army of ghosts rushed to the door of the house, shouting loud slogans "Kill the King of Hades and open the Kingdom of Hades" outside the Hades Palace.
Lord Ming has already walked out.
He sighed and followed helplessly.
Ning Changjiu looked over from the door of the main hall.
I saw a sea of people outside the hall. Among the groups of ghosts, there were all kinds of ghosts. The thin ones were at the front as death squads, and the tall ones were holding the line at the rear. Some were waving flags, some were shouting, and some were playing music with weapons. , it feels very much like a primitive tribe attacking.
"What... do they do?" Ning Changjiu asked, pointing to a bunch of sleeping ghosts lying on the ground, being carried by other ghosts.
Lord Ming pondered for a moment and said: "Those should be the people of the Guixu Sect. The people of the Guixu Sect see that the world is made up of spiritual essence, so they want to find a way to escape by going deep into the spirit, and the path they choose is It's... sleeping. The entire Guixu Sect was sleeping, so the Regicide Sect took advantage of the situation and pulled them out to make up for it."
"It's so miserable." Ning Jiujiu sighed with emotion.
Ming Jun sighed, she walked to the front and said loudly: "I am very happy that you have lived up to my expectations. Through your own efforts, you have gathered such a group of people and come to me. You are the Ming Kingdom." The ghost with the strongest will is the future of the Kingdom of Hades."
"Don't talk nonsense, you foolish king! The Kingdom of the Underworld only has three hundred days left, where is the future? If you weren't too stupid, why would the Kingdom of the Underworld be like this? Why can't you find a way out after thousands of years?" The person below said The accusation of blood and tears.
Lord Hades walked down from the Palace of Hades, strolling leisurely, full of confidence.
"Who said I didn't find a way?" Lord Ming stood with his hands behind his hands and said, "I had expected that you would come today, so I hope you will be a witness together."
"What testimony?" the leader asked.
Lord Ming said calmly: "Your savior has arrived."
"Savior? Where is the savior?" the leader asked.
Ming Jun looked behind him.
Ning Jiujiu rubbed his eyebrows.
"Just him? He dares to claim to be the savior even with such a thin appearance? We are not inviting those idiots from the Immortal Sect to believe what you say!" the leader yelled.
Ming Jun looked at Ning Changjiu, she blinked her eyes imploringly and motioned for him to show her hands.
Ning Jiujiu was forced to have no choice but to walk to the front of the stage.
The golden, hill-like Shura outlined a magnificent shadow from behind him.
It looked like a demon with three heads and six arms, but it exuded a golden glow full of divinity. The terror and holiness were mixed together, making Ning Changchun's figure in white clothes look ethereal.
Shura is the top being in the spiritual world, and these spiritually constructed dead souls feel the oncoming pressure.
This kind of coercion was like frost killing grass, forcing them all to kneel down.
"This is the god who will lead us out of the Netherworld and return to reincarnation in the real world!" Lord Ming looked at him and introduced him seriously and solemnly.
Ning looked at their awed eyes for a long time and always felt that he should say something at this moment.
I am the one destined by destiny, the messenger who puts an end to evil, the savior when disaster strikes... something like that
I would rather be ashamed to speak for a long time.
"Why should we believe your lies?" The leader thought that it took a lot of effort to gather 300,000 people. If he backed down at this time, wouldn't he become a laughing stock
Ning Jiujiu recalled carefully, and based on the standard of flashiness, he collected several sword skills that he had learned in his mind. As he thought, countless golden shadows rose into the sky like circles, like solidified fireworks, and There are countless great days. They shine brightly in the sky, as if they are about to tear through the darkness and bring down light at any time.
This is the move with the lowest lethality that uses the most spiritual power to condense. There are rarely opportunities to use it.
In such a magnificent scene, not to mention the indigenous ghosts who had never seen the world, even Ming Jun was startled and secretly gave him a thumbs up.
At the same time, in the main hall, a vicissitudes of life came out.
"After waiting for a thousand years, I finally waited for your arrival, Fire-Burner..."
The sound, as melodious as an ancient bell, came from the Hades Palace and fell on everyone's ears.
"The Great God Quetzalcoatl... is Quetzalcoatl!"
Everyone reacted immediately.
They know that there is a pair of white bones of the feathered serpent in the Nether Palace, and that set of bones is the real Lord of the Netherworld!
Many devout followers of the Quetzalcoatl have already knelt down in worship.
In the 300,000-strong army, many people who originally invited the Immortal Sect had been shaken. They believed Ming Lord's words, cried bitterly, and regretted their change of faith.
"Are you going to be disrespectful to the one who lit the fire?" The voice in the hall spoke again.
"The Fire One?" The leader asked in confusion: "The end is coming, can he change anything..."
The voice in the main hall said: "Don't you understand? What the end of the world represents is rebirth. When the day I prophesied comes, the infinite sky will open the sacred door for you. At that time, the Fire Burner will lead you Go to the light!”
…
The Fish King pretended to be Quetzalcoatl and finished speaking while holding his throat, feeling very tired.
But fortunately, I still coaxed those ghosts into a daze.
The end of the world represents rebirth... It laughed at itself, thinking that I almost believe it myself.
Ning Jiujiu and Ming Jun performed a round of acrobatics outside with coaxing and coaxing.
The already unstable morale of the 300,000-strong army was completely shaken. And those ghosts who were loyal to Lord Ming also came to support Lord Ming after hearing the news.
Although there are many rebels, there are also a large number of loyalists.
Seeing the soldiers' morale scattered, the leader knew that it would be impossible to accomplish anything today, so he knelt down and begged for forgiveness.
Lord Hades forgave them generously.
All the ghosts are grateful.
After struggling for a long time, they finally returned to the palace.
Lord Ming proudly sat back on the throne and said, "How is it? I'm very smart, right?"
Ning Jiujiu sighed and said, "You have certainly not been a fool for hundreds of years in vain."
Lord Ming crossed his arms and said, "I am a very enlightened monarch, so they all call me Lord Ming!"
Ning Changjiu didn't want to waste time. He looked at Ming Lord, called out his Shura again, and said: "It's time to continue what we didn't finish before."
"You... don't come over!" Lord Ming thought to himself that he really shouldn't have dismissed the army. He should have let them be his bodyguards.
Ming Jun suddenly transformed and turned into Ning Xiaoling again.
"Senior brother, are you sure you want to do this?" Ming Jun opened his lips and whispered, his eyes like water.
Ning Jiujiu said: "OK."
With that said, he pressed the monarch on the throne again.
The Fish King turned around silently and covered his eyes, unable to bear to look any further.
Although she had turned into Ning Xiaoling's appearance and her skirt was like snow, she could no longer disturb Ning Jiujiu's aspirations.
Out of sight is a pure heart.
Ning closed her eyes for a long time and began to search for her consciousness.
"Senior brother, don't be like this..."
"Senior brother, spare me."
"I'm your junior sister, how could you... wuwu."
Hades struggled in vain.
Ning remained unmoved for a long time and said, "Stop struggling."
"Senior brother..."
Her voice was suddenly very soft, as light as catkins, filled with surprise and joy amid fatigue and weakness, like a rain that had lasted for many years.
Huh, that's quite the pretense... Ning Changjiu thought to himself.
Ming Jun stopped talking.
Suddenly, he also realized something was wrong.
The sound of senior brother just now... seemed to come from behind.
Ning Jiujiu opened his eyes and slowly turned around to look.
Ning Xiaoling woke up at some point. She stood weakly with one hand on the wall, pursed her lips, and looked at herself and the girl under her from a distance. She was silent for a long time and said uncertainly:
"Senior...brother?"
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(Thank you to the book friend Zen Xin Ming Ming for the reward! Thank you book friend for your support and encouragement~~)