Extreme domain, the eighteenth level of hell.
The former Shitian Creation Formation had been removed after the Yin-Yang World War. Now standing at the edge of the lowest level of hell, all one could see was a chaos of indistinguishable clarity and turbidity, and the turbulent current at the end of the chaos that could not be penetrated by the eyes.
Sixty years of time disappeared in this turbulence.
One moment is a Jiazi year.
Jianchou had been standing here, looking at the dark and unfathomable space for several years. He had neither moved a step nor said anything.
When Zhang Tang walked over from the entrance of the eighteenth level of hell, he felt that her posture at this moment seemed no different from when he saw her a few months ago.
Now he is the King of Hell.
When the war between the Yin and Yang worlds was restarted, he turned against the enemy and killed King Chujiang first, then directly rebelled against the Eight Directions Hell Palace and hid in the City of the Dead. As a result, King Qinguang was killed by Jianchou, and all his consciousness was destroyed in one day. He then turned into the original body of the Book of Life and Death in the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Instead, Jianchou, who was no longer a human or a ghost, was named King Pingdeng.
According to the order, this should be the ninth Lord of Hell to appear in the Extreme Domain, and should be ranked ninth. But she killed the King Qin Guang, who was originally in the First Hall. In name, she is the ninth, but in fact, she is the first, which makes the other Lords of Hell shudder.
Of course, he also benefited from it.
Not long after the war when the Polar Realm was reorganized and reincarnation was restored, he was given a Book of Life and Death by Jianchou and was named the King of Biancheng of the Tenth Palace, in charge of the City of the Dead.
The positions of King Qin Guang, King Chu Jiang, King Song, and King of the Coroners were vacant. The King of the Eighth Hall, the Wheel of the Wheel, was originally the confidant of King Qin Guang. After King Qin Guang was beheaded, he was afraid that the Nineteen Continents would hold him accountable for what happened that year, so he abandoned his position and fled. As a result, the position of the Eighth Hall was also vacant. As for King Yama and King of the City, they were just in their positions and had their own policies. They just went with the flow and didn't care who was in charge of the Extreme Domain. Naturally, they obeyed Jianchou and remained in their original positions. King Taishan was seriously injured by Jianchou in the battle of Ghost Gate, and was later refined into a puppet by King Qin Guang. After Jianchou seized the Book of Life and Death, he also untied him and asked him to cultivate himself, and he was still the King of Taishan.
Therefore, even though the Jiyu had a new master, there was not much shock.
And according to Zhang Tang's observation, Jianchou, the equal king, really didn't care about the affairs of Jiyuyu, and almost threw them all to him to deal with.
The feeling of holding power was certainly comfortable and indeed gave Zhang Tang some pleasure, but when he occasionally thought about it in his spare time, he did not feel very satisfied.
Occasionally he saw Jianchou standing beside the reincarnation pond, and he always thought her expression was somewhat intriguing.
It's not like staring at the cycle of life and death that governs the world, but...
It's like watching a chicken to be slaughtered.
Even the look in her eyes as she stared at the turbulent darkness ahead seemed a bit strange to Zhang Tang.
But he didn't ask.
When he came behind her, he stopped, his hands folded calmly in his wide sleeves, and said, "The Central Region meeting is over. Today I played chess with the Fairy in the Mist, and he asked about your whereabouts."
The figure standing for a long time is like a statue.
The mountain and river robe fluttered in the chaotic wind. Jianchou's back was as steep as a mountain. His hands were behind his back, and in his palms he held a long scroll.
Its shape is somewhat similar to the Book of Life and Death.
But Zhang Tang knew that was not the case.
After hearing what he said, she moved slightly and pondered for a moment: "Ask me..."
"Recently, when I played chess with him, I always saw him get distracted while playing. The statue in the room also didn't move for a long time. When he was distracted, he always looked at the statue. I think he suddenly asked about you today because of something."
That's why I came here specially.
Zhang Tang's cold eyes were as dull as water. He had become more and more expressionless over the years, but after being the Lord of Hell for so many years, his pressure was much heavier than before. Even if he spoke so calmly, people could sense a kind of condescending scrutiny from his calm tone.
It's the same even when facing Jianchou.
He looked at her and said, "Over the years, you have always stood here and watched the turbulence. Is there something mysterious here?"
Mystery
Jianchou finally turned around to look at him.
Her face was like a sculpture of ice and snow, but her eyebrows and eyes revealed a rare calmness. There was no sharpness in her body, except for her eyes, which were deep and dark, and seemed to condense the starlight in the night sky. They might not be bright, but they gave people a sense of vastness.
There is no end, no limit.
This made Zhang Tang feel that he was not facing a person, but a world.
He heard her answer.
As vast as the galaxy.
"Have you ever heard of the 'Nine-bend River Map'? It is said that it records the secrets of the birth of the universe, condenses the common destination of the three thousand great ways, and records the lost legends of the ancient times. This turbulent flow is one of them."
Zhang Tang only knew that Jianchou had had the "Nine-Bend River Map" in her hands for a long time. It seemed that it had appeared after the war between the Yin and Yang worlds ended, but this was the first time he heard her mention it.
He didn't interrupt, just listened.
Jianchou then turned his eyes to look into the depths of the chaos and said, "When this universe was first born, it was a chaos, without distinction between the clear and the turbid, the past and the present, the four directions and the up and down. When the Great Venerable Pangu first came to this world, he split the chaos, and the universe began to evolve. Before it could mature, it was like a person walking on the Tao and feeling thirsty. In order to protect the reincarnation of Fang Chuang, the Great Venerable took a ladle of primordial power from this universe to quench its thirst. The evolution of the universe lacked this ladle of power. Although millions of years have passed in the blink of an eye, it has not been able to complete its evolution, leaving behind this undivided chaos, undivided time and space, which stretch across this world in a turbulent state. So it is the turbulence of the universe, and it is also a scar in this world that has not been healed for a long time."
Every word was extremely plain.
But Zhang Tang heard an indescribable thrill, even frightening feeling in these words.
I was frightened by the implication in Jianchou's words.
However, Jianchou seemed to have finished talking here, and had no intention of continuing. He just walked back from the edge of the Eighteen Layers of Hell and went to the exit, and asked him: "Master Zhang, how do you feel about being the King of Hell all these years?"
Zhang Tang thought for a moment and replied, "People are better than people, and ghosts are better than ghosts. Thanks to you, everything is fine."
Thanks to her...
Jianchou couldn't help but laugh, and asked half-jokingly: "It seems that if Jianchou dies unexpectedly one day, I can still ask you to remember your kindness today and collect my body for me."
Zhang Tang paused, looked at her, and then followed her, saying, "Although I am not good at handling funerals, I can still prepare a coffin."
Zhang Tang is probably the only person in the Nineteen Continents who can answer this kind of question seriously. The more Jianchou pondered, the more interesting he found him. As if he wanted to know what unexpected answer he could come up with, he asked again, "If one day this Extreme Domain is gone and destroyed by me, you can no longer be the King of Hell..."
Before she finished her words, Zhang Tang had already stopped.
The two looked at each other.
Jianchou stopped talking in the second half.
Zhang Tang stared at her for a long while, then said expressionlessly, "Then you'd better die a clean death a few days ago."
"… "
Admittedly, I was a little angry.
But only a little.
Then, Jianchou started laughing: "Haha, Master Zhang is indeed Master Zhang!"
Zhang Tang looked at her as if he was looking at a person with a mental disorder, but then he changed his mind and realized that she was the Lord of the Extreme Domain after all, and he couldn't just throw his boss into jail just because of this sentence. He simply pretended not to hear this sentence which didn't sound like a mockery or a compliment, and walked all the way to the upper level of hell.
We passed a ruin on the road and saw the altar in the distance.
When Jianchou passed by a collapsed wall in a corner, he stopped to take a look. He remembered when the war between Yin and Yang world was restarted, he and Qu Zhengfeng were teleported into this level of hell through the Mitian Mirror, and saw the murals in the stone chamber covered with ruins.
Zhang Tang didn't stop to wait for her.
She stood and looked for a while, but ultimately did not go in to take another look, as if she was afraid of triggering some sad memories, or as if she had already seen the murals countless times in the past four hundred years, and just by standing outside she could clearly recall all the details on the murals, and there was no need to look at them again.
He turned around and followed Zhang Tang, and the two of them left the Eighteen Levels of Hell and returned to the City of the Dead.
Less than four hundred years had passed, and the impact of the old Yin-Yang war had completely disappeared. After the reincarnation was restored, there didn't seem to be any special changes in the City of the Dead. There were just a few more ghost cultivators, but not a lot more.
After all, the cultivators from the Nineteen Continents have long lifespans and high levels of cultivation, so any battles they engage in are extremely fierce.
To be able to enter reincarnation, the soul must be intact.
Many times, after the outcome of a battle, the cultivator’s soul has already been destroyed, so how can he enter the cycle of reincarnation
When King Qin Guang took away this reincarnation, the monks always felt that this thing belonged to them and wanted to take it back. But after taking it back, they found that this thing was just a chicken rib, just better than nothing. In addition, the "I Dao" gradually became popular in the 19 continents, and more and more monks followed this Dao, wrote books and talked about the vanity of reincarnation, "I", and "existence", but they were too lazy to care about the reincarnation in the next life.
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Who knows whether you will be a human or an animal in your next life
Whether you are a human or an animal in the next life, what does it have to do with this life and me
Just let it go.
Of course, there are also cultivators who criticize those who practice "my way" for being heretical and spreading evil ways. But Jianchou, who practices "my way", is the person with the highest cultivation and the strongest power in the entire Nineteen Continents and even in this Yuanshi world. Even if the opponents criticize, they still seem a little weak and guilty.
And now the area between the Polar Region and the Nineteen Continents is not completely closed.
What is popular in the 19 continents has spread to the far reaches of the world.
Therefore, many of the ghost cultivators in this City of the Dead are unwilling to enter the cycle of reincarnation again, and simply practice in the Extreme Realm, waiting until their lifespans are about to expire before they are reincarnated.
Jianchou and Zhang Tang walked over and looked at the ghost cultivators drinking in the tall buildings on both sides, without saying a word.
The only thing he did was to stop and look at the King of Taishan.
After so many years of recuperation, King Taishan's injuries were almost healed, and his strong and sturdy body remained the same, but after the Eight Directions Yama Palace became the Ten Directions Yama Palace, his relationship with everyone became distant. Sometimes he was in the Ten Directions City, sometimes not, and occasionally he could be seen in the corners of some tall buildings.
For example, now.
The solemn and heavy figure was sitting in a corner of a tall building beside the road, with his back to the outside. No one could see his expression clearly, but they felt that he was indeed a cold and hard mountain.
There was a furry little cat, lying softly in the crook of his neck.
It crawled from his left shoulder to his right shoulder. After a long time, the figure moved and gently reached out to stroke the cat's back.
In the end, Jianchou did not go up to say hello. He just walked past the building in silence, turned around a few prosperous places, and then arrived at the entrance of the dilapidated old alley.
No matter how the City of the Dead changes, this place will not change.
It was as desolate and cold as ever, with moss even growing in the cracks of the bluestone slabs on the ground.
She and Zhang Tang passed through, leaving behind two sets of tiny footprints.
The Immortal in the Wu stood in the house, staring at the stone statue in front of him that was as tall as him, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
The footsteps approached and arrived at the door.
Then he heard Jianchou's voice: "I heard that you were asking about my whereabouts, so I came to bother you. Nice to meet you, Senior."
The Fairy in the Mist finally turned to look at her.
She was bowing to him.
In fact, strength is respected in the cultivation world, and Jianchou's strength is far superior to his. There is no need for her to treat him with courtesy as a junior. However, compared with the past, she has not changed much. She is neither arrogant nor conceited.
What he saw in this female cultivator was actually a bit of worldly affairs and human feelings.
It's really rare.
Wrinkles covered his forehead, and the Immortal in the Mist's haggard face suddenly revealed a sigh of old age. He only asked, "Friend Jianchou has been comprehending the Nine-Curved River Map for nearly four hundred years. It's time for him to go to the Shangxu Immortal Realm, right?"
The existence of "Nine-bend River Map" is a secret to some people, but to others, it has always been commonplace, and Jianchou has not kept it secret from them.
Now that she heard Wu Zhongxian mention it, she was a little surprised, but not surprised.
After all, the Fairy in the Mist, or the Master Buyu, is one of the former owners of the River Map.
She did not hide anything and answered truthfully: "I have been meditating for a long time and finally understood that I should follow my heart. Between inaction and action, I choose the latter. I will definitely go to Shangxu Immortal Realm to explore it soon. I wonder if you have any instructions for me, senior?"
Zhang Tang was stunned when he heard this.
Jianchou had stayed in this world for so long that he almost forgot: Jianchou was originally a cultivator, and having reached this level of cultivation, it seemed that he should indeed ascend to heaven.
But why don’t they use the word “ascension”
He frowned slightly and looked at Jianchou and Wuzhongxian.
The Immortal in the Mist sighed softly and said, "It's not an explanation. But if you really come to Shangxu, please let him go if you meet him."
Let go...
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Jianchou was confused for a moment and almost didn't react. He didn't know who the "he" that Wu Zhongxian was referring to was. But the next moment, a flash of lightning flashed in his mind and he was a little stunned.
After Qu Zhengfeng passed away, she buried him and returned the Yashan Sword to its scabbard. Later, she traveled to the Tomorrow Star Sea and met Hongdie from the former hidden world at the Jiexing Villa. She talked about many old stories about the Sword Emperor.
One of them was his promise to Li Jun.
If I ascend to the upper realm, I will kill the inner demon of the silent master to avenge him.
But Qu Zhengfeng was ultimately unable to fulfill this promise.
Jianchou had originally intended to fulfill all his unfinished ambitions in his lifetime, including keeping silent about the demons in his master's heart, but he never expected to hear such a sentence at this moment.
"Senior..."
She opened her mouth and wanted to get to the bottom of it.
But the Immortal in the Mist had already turned around and picked up a carving knife made of sharp stone from the old table. He said calmly: "The devil is born from the heart, and he is innocent. Let him go."
All the words that Jianchou was about to say were suddenly unable to come out.
She stared at the Fairy in the Mist for a long time, and finally realized that the other party did not want to say any more words on the matter, so she quietly said goodbye and left.
When leaving, I saw the Fairy in the Mist concentrating on carving the stone statue.
The two came out of the house, feeling confused for a moment.
Zhang Tang wanted to ask about the Shangxu Immortal Realm.
Jianchou was thinking about the deeper meaning of Wu Zhongxian's request, so he frowned and concentrated, walking out of the old alley step by step.
But just as she walked out of the alley, she suddenly started and realized that something was wrong.
But it was too late to return through the alley.
With a loud "pop" sound, the sharp stone used as a carving knife fell from mid-air, hit the ground and shattered in an instant!
The fairy in the mist who was standing in the house before suddenly disappeared like smoke.
Nothing is left.
It's as if it has never existed.
Only under the wall, there stood a perfect stone sculpture, lifelike.
The lines of the female cultivator's robe were smooth and flowing, like the breeze and white clouds. The face that was originally blurry and without facial features also became clear. A pair of star-like eyes slightly raised up to look up at the boundless sky. The plump lips curved up a line, which was a natural expression of strength and confidence.
Just a little smile can make people feel like spring breeze.
It is not inferior to the one in Tomorrow Star Sea Square...
Dust flew up and down in the light coming through the broken window. In the cold and lonely void, it seemed as if endless years had passed and a torrent had swept through.
Jianchou stared at the statue and suddenly felt a little melancholy.
He encountered the Qihetu in his life, and he never let go of the female cultivator who changed his fate. He may have hidden hatred. But in the end, he finally faced his true heart, right