Su Zimo slowed down and gradually fell behind the crowd.
Not long after, everyone came to a rolling, dry yellow river. On the river, there was a stone bridge mottled by time, leading directly to the other side.
On this side of the stone bridge, there is a stone tablet with the words "Naihe Bridge" written on it.
"This river is the Wangchuan River. You can get on the bridge."
An underworld kid urged.
Having arrived here, many creatures have no way to retreat and can only get on the bridge one after another and walk towards the other side.
I learned from the martial arts master that the so-called Wangchuan River is actually the underworld!
The souls who boarded the Naihe Bridge were washed away by the water mist of the underworld, erasing the memories of their previous lives, turning into a blank, and escaping into reincarnation.
Many creatures walked towards Naihe Bridge one after another, while Su Zimo stood motionless.
"What are you doing here?"
An underworld kid couldn't help but frown and asked when he saw Su Zimo standing there.
"Waiting for someone."
Su Zimo replied.
"Ha ha!"
Several underworld brats laughed when they heard this.
A little ghost looked sarcastic and asked jokingly: "Why, is there someone else going with you?"
"Don't wait, cross the bridge quickly!"
Another underworld kid looked impatient and urged.
Su Zimo still stood there, silent.
"I think you are looking for death!"
An underworld kid stepped forward, picked up the long whip in his hand, and whipped Su Zimo hard!
Others are already familiar with this scene.
The other brats have long been accustomed to it.
In every batch of souls who come here, there are always some who are disobedient and unwilling.
However, most of these people will be tortured to death by the ghosts of the underworld, and their souls will be thrown into the Wangchuan River, unable to enter reincarnation.
Underworld brats have seen people like Su Zimo a lot.
The long whip fell from the sky. Su Zimo knew that this kind of long whip was specially made to restrain the soul.
But he refused to be humiliated, so he still stretched out his palm and grabbed the long whip!
Snapped!
The whip fell into his palm.
He didn't feel much impact, but a strange brilliance appeared on his body, and a mark of Taoism appeared.
"Um?"
This scene made many underworld brats frown slightly.
Even Su Zimo was stunned.
Normally speaking, he has fallen. No matter what Taoism he practiced, it has already fallen into the fallen Qinglian true body and cannot be brought to the underworld.
This is what is meant by the so-called death of the body and the disappearance of the Tao.
But now, there is actually a mark of Taoism on his soul, following him to the underworld.
It was this Taoist mark that helped him resist the damage caused by the imp's whip.
"Burial Scripture?"
Su Zimo was a little surprised.
He has been practicing the Burial Scripture for many years. Although he has gained a lot, he is still a little confused.
This technique is indeed powerful, but compared with other forbidden secrets that he has practiced, "Burial of Heaven" does not seem to have reached the level of forbidden secrets.
It was only at this moment that Su Zimo gradually understood that this scene was probably the reason why "The Burial Scripture" became a taboo secret book!
The Taoist teachings of "The Burial Scripture" were actually imprinted on his soul.
Although he died, the teachings of the "Burial of the Heavens" have not disappeared!
And followed his soul and escaped into the underworld.
This situation is somewhat similar to the reincarnation of a true immortal.
Generally speaking, when a true immortal reincarnates, a powerful Immortal King will cast spells and leave a mark of Taoism for easy guidance after reincarnation.
But now, without anyone's help, Su Zimo relied on the Taoism in the "Burial of Heaven" to produce a similar situation!
"snort!"
An underworld brat sneered: "It turns out that an expert left a mark and wanted to guide you to reincarnation. I have seen this kind of situation many times."
"If you obey me honestly and I'm in a good mood, I might let you get away with it. But in the underworld, you still dare to resist. I'm really tired of living here!"
Another underworld kid shook the chain in his hand and said viciously: "Let's all work together to rub off the Tao marks on this man and kill him!"
Wow!
Dozens of chains fell from the sky and intertwined into a large net, covering Su Zimo and quickly restraining him in place.
Su Zimo looked at the many underworld brats around him and said coldly: "I think you are the ones who are tired of living!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a gap suddenly opened in the void above everyone's heads, with a dark wind billowing inside and a heavy cold air.
Immediately afterwards, two figures came down.
One of them wore a spacious cloak, covering himself so tightly that he couldn't see clearly.
The other one was wearing a purple robe and a silver mask on his face, with two purple flames burning faintly in his exposed eyes!
The dressing atmosphere of these two people is obviously very different from that of the underworld.
"Who are you?"
An underworld kid scolded with a stern expression.
"roll!"
The martial arts master waved his sleeves and released a wave of hot air.
Dozens of underworld brats were wiped out in an instant!
The tall figure wearing a cloak next to him is none other than Void Yaksha.
At this time, he looked ugly and muttered: "With such a big movement, the strong men from the underworld must have arrived!"
At this moment, a gust of wind blew by.
In the white mist not far away, two figures gradually emerged, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin.
The man on the left is tall and thin, with a smile on his face, but his face is so pale that he wears a pointed hat with the words "make money at first sight" written on the front of the hat.
The one on the right has a fierce face, a wide body and a fat body, a small face and a dark face. He also wears a hat with the four words "Peace in the World" written on it.
Bang bang bang!
The two of them held handcuffs and shackles in their hands and walked towards the direction of the martial arts master.
"Black and white are impermanent!"
When Xukong Yaksha saw these two men, he frowned and said, "Be careful, the handcuffs and shackles in these two hands are all tied to the souls of the souls!"
"Who is going to run wild in the underworld?"
Hei Wuchang's face was gloomy, he stared at the martial arts deity and Void Yaksha, and said slowly: "Show us your true face, let us see!"
Bai Wuchang smiled broadly and said, "We can just see it ourselves."
Just as Bai Wuchang opened his mouth to speak, a long scarlet tongue drooped down, and then came through the air, entwining towards the martial arts master and Void Yaksha!
A fishy smell hit my face.
Hei Wuchang also took action at the same time, swinging the handcuffs and shackles in his hands forward!
The martial arts master could clearly feel a strange force trying to break through his Moro mask and descend into the sea of consciousness.
Waves appeared on Moro's mask, and many ghost faces appeared.
These attacks against the soul of the soul still failed to break through the obstruction of Moro's mask.
Void Yaksha roared, tore the cloak on his body, gathered his consciousness between his brows, and prepared for the attack.
The martial arts master remained motionless, only activating his spiritual consciousness.
call!
On Bai Wuchang's long tongue and on Hei Wuchang's handcuffs and shackles, a purple flame suddenly rose!