"Hehehe..."
Ximen Lu looked at Jianchou and laughed strangely again.
"You will get what you deserve. There is a cause and an effect, there is an effect and a cause... You will get what you deserve..."
A green apricot suddenly appeared in his palm, and the strange purple pattern on his face began to twist as if it had life.
Ximen Lu took a bite: sour, but very crispy!
In front of him, Jianchou closed her eyes slightly and fell softly to the ground, but the ghost axe was still in her hand.
Northeast.
Liaokong held the bowl and stuffed apricots one by one. He felt a sour and bitter taste in his mouth, and tears and snot flowed at the same time. The scene was so tragic...
Ximen Lu was stunned for a long time when watching this scene, and finally he clapped his thighs and laughed.
There is still half a bowl of green apricots in the bowl in front of me, and I don’t know how long it will take to finish eating them.
The bitterness in his mouth seemed to sink deep into his heart.
Liaokong silently chanted in his heart: My Buddha has mercy on me, my Buddha has mercy on me, my Buddha has mercy on me…
Huh
He was startled. He had already picked up the green apricot with one hand and was about to put it into his mouth. Unexpectedly, when he looked down at his hand, the green apricot had disappeared without him noticing!
What appeared between the fingers of his right hand was actually a rope!
At this moment, a huge force was coming from the ends of his arms.
When Lekong turned around, he was shocked.
An unconscious woman was hanging on the cliff by a rope. He held the rope with one hand to ensure that the woman did not fall, and climbed on a protruding rock with the other hand, veins of which were already bulging.
The weight of Liaokong's entire body, even the weight of the woman, was supported by the arm that was holding onto the cliff!
A cold wind blew from the bottom of the cliff, and the woman below swayed back and forth, and Liaokong also swayed back and forth.
"Buddha, what is this place? Please come and save me! Buddha..."
Lekong never expected that he would be thrown into this place, and he shouted in all directions in panic.
The mountains are vast and boundless.
His voice struck countless mountains and echoed continuously.
The echo of "Buddha, Buddha, Buddha" resounded throughout the world...
Due north.
“Pah pah pah…”
There was a burst of intense collision sounds.
Qian Que, holding the golden abacus, moved his fingers extremely quickly, leaving only a series of afterimages on the abacus.
The entire golden abacus was surrounded by golden rays of light, which emanated from it and entangled Qian Que's rapidly moving fingers.
"Up five, three feet three points six... here!"
Bang bang bang!
The sound of the abacus finally stopped for a moment!
Qian Que glanced at a certain point on the ice, walked over and inserted a small sword into the ground.
After completing this action, the dense sound of beads colliding rang out again...
On the ice, swords were scattered at strange spots, just covering an apricot tree under the ice.
The abacus was working quickly, and small swords flew out one after another and stabbed into the ice.
After Qian Que pushed up the last golden bead, a scorching light finally burst out from the bottom of Qian Que's eyes!
This is it!
Qian Que took out the last small sword in his hand, touched his chin, played with it for a while, and then immediately threw it away!
He took the small sword and immediately stuck it into the ice!
The moment the small sword fell to the ground, Ximen Lu sneered. Is this what you think will pass
However, the sound that happened the next moment made his smile completely freeze on his face—
"boom!"
There was a loud explosion!
When the small swords fell to the position that Qian Que had calculated, each small sword emitted a ray of light!
All the lights intertwined together, and a terrifying aura burst out!
In the instant when all the sword lights flashed, the ice surface suddenly shook violently!
At some point, Qian Que had already flown high into the air. The moment the terrifying sword formation exploded, he used the golden abacus to shield his face, fearing that he would be affected in the slightest.
The insane spiritual energy wave swept in all directions—
Whoosh!
Blown past Ximen Green.
The emerald green clothes were torn apart in an instant, becoming tattered and hanging loosely on Ximen Lu's body.
Only the green brocade hat, although crooked, stayed firmly on Ximen Lu's head.
Click, click…
The ice beneath my feet trembled.
A huge crack expanded in all directions with the sword formation as the center.
Crash!
But there was a loud bang, and the piece of ice that was surrounded by a group of small swords was blown down!
A tree with withered red leaves and thin green apricots finally appeared in front of Qian Que.
"It's done, haha!"
Qian Que laughed loudly, flew down, picked a green apricot directly from the branch, held it in his hand, and looked at Ximen Lu, who was in such a mess because of him, with almost pride.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, I think I affected you. I'm so sorry, so sorry..."
Ximen Lu stiffly adjusted his green hat and looked at Qian Que.
Qian Que held the golden abacus. The small sword he had given away earlier had cost him a lot of spirit stones. He still felt bad when he calculated the cost now. However, when he thought of Bingteng Yuqin at the end of this level, he felt -
Worth it!
I shouldn't be considered slow. As long as I can get Bingteng Yuqin, all my efforts will be worth it.
Thinking of this, Qian Que felt so happy that he wanted to rush out immediately.
He looked at the green apricot in his hand and bit into it without hesitation!
What is the ice surface
Knowledge is power!
How can he break the ice with his fists? He relies on his brain!
As the fruit flesh entered his mouth, Qian Que was about to say that he had passed the test when everything went dark in front of his eyes.
At that moment, his heart sank!
Oh my god, why didn’t you check what I ate? I fell into a trap!
Northwest.
Qin Ruoxu lay on the ground powerlessly, his fingers were covered in blood and his nails were turned up, looking extremely terrifying.
Obviously, as a mortal from an isolated island on earth, killing the Red World did not bring him any luck.
Why...
Why!
A poor monk can get the green apricot by just reciting a sentence from a sutra, but why can't I do the same
Buddha…
Buddha!
Why can you protect your disciples but not the world at large
"Buddha bless me... give me a green apricot..."
A hoarse voice spread across the ice.
In front of me, a pair of feet seemed to be frozen on the ice, not moving at all.
Ximen Lu laughed as if he was watching a joke.
Due west.
The ice field in front of him disappeared completely, and the familiar dungeon appeared in front of Zhang Tang again.
In the dark corner, there were various torture instruments, all of which he had become very familiar with, some of which were even very old-fashioned and outdated.
This place looks like the prison cell I was in during my time in Daxia.
Of course, he was the one in charge of questioning the prisoners.
However, Zhang Tang was also very clear that this was just a resemblance.
Similar, but not.
The prison he was in charge of, the prison he was in charge of, would never be empty, not even a jailer could be found. Whenever he came, there were jailers following him, feeding knives and branding irons to the criminals in the prison.
Now, there was no one to be found here, so Zhang Tang was very calm.
Torture.
All kinds of strange tortures were what Zhang Tang liked to study.
He slowly walked down the steps in front of the cell door and swept the wet floor clean, which was still his habit. Even in a dark and desperate place like the prison, Zhang Tang did not want to dirty his shoes.
Of course, more often than not, he was dirtying his hands.
The powdered soles of the official boots stepped on the dark ground.
Zhang Tang suddenly stopped slowly, and a trail of bright red blood slowly flowed over from a distance.
His eyes moved forward, following the still flowing bloodstain.
Zhang Tang saw that not far in front of him, there was a body hanging on the wall. Two sharp hooks were hanging on the man's shoulder blades, and blood was constantly dripping from his chest.
On the ground, lies a quiet heart.
This is heart-wrenching.
"Cruel officials...give me back my life..."
The faint sigh was enough to make one's hair stand on end.
A woman with loose hair, wearing a blood-stained white prison uniform, with long shackles on her feet and a shackle around her neck, struggled towards this side step by step.
Zhang Tang raised his eyelids and took in the whole scene.
There were rows of torture instruments right in front of him.
He walked out slowly again. In front of him was a pot of boiling oil and a large copper spoon was placed beside it for stirring.
Zhang Tang walked over, picked up the copper spoon, took a look, and suddenly said to himself: "The oil is hot enough. If I put a silver needle in it and let someone fish it out, it would be a good punishment..."
Out of habit, I began to think about more novel punishments.
The woman in white still moved mechanically and stiffly towards Zhang Tang who was standing next to the oil pan.
However…
Zhang Tang glanced at her and said, "She conspired with an adulterer to poison her husband. The two murderers then had an affair. The first crime is murder, and this crime is adultery. According to the law, she should be put to death."
As soon as Yun Danfeng Qing's voice came out, the originally stern appearance of the woman in white suddenly changed, and she became crazy. With a strange cry, she immediately pounced on Zhang Tang!
It happened in a flash, and Zhang Tang lifted the oil pan in front of him!
Wow!
A whole pot of boiling oil was poured out!
“Ahhh—”
The woman in white suddenly screamed, her hands and feet were tied up, and boiling oil was poured on her body, and blood gushed out all over her body!
There was a teeth-grinding "sizzling" sound, and the woman in white seemed to melt in the boiling oil, turning into a puff of green smoke and disappearing in an instant.
On the ground, there was only boiling oil mixed with blood...
Zhang Tang lowered his eyes slightly, put his hands into his sleeves, clasped them together, and slowly walked away.
Here, there are numerous torture instruments;
There are countless dead people in this place, named—
Evil ghost.
However…
Whenever Zhang Tang saw an evil ghost, he would stop and count all the evil deeds the ghost had done in his life, whether big or small, major or minor.
Sometimes, even a very small thing can cause extreme pain.
"Click..."
He slowly picked up the red-hot iron and branded the evil ghost on his chest!
The terrifying flames penetrated the evil ghost's body.
There was a kind of elegant ferocity on Zhang Tang's calm face.
There were countless torture instruments on the long road, and it seemed like there was no end.
On the long road, countless people died, all because of the sins he committed...
However, in his opinion, these people deserved to die.
Even if they were ghosts, some of them were not qualified to come to me and seek revenge.
So, Zhang Tang—
Kill people in the world and kill ghosts in the underworld!
Screams continued to ring out, one after another.
The only thing that remained unchanged was Zhang Tang's slowly fading footsteps.
The vertical mark left by the Green Lotus Spirit Fire between his eyebrows gradually deepened during this process.
Finally, after executing the head of the Xie family who had rebelled against the emperor by being torn apart by five horses, Zhang Tang saw nine new steps appearing in front of him.
A big door is right in front of you.
He walked over, step by step, steadily and calmly.
“Squeak.”
He gently pushed the door open.
The snow-white light finally re-entered his eyes.
Zhang Tang opened his eyes, and the snow and ice were still there, and there was still a bitter taste in his mouth...
Ximen Lu tilted his head and looked at him almost in surprise, as if trying to guess his nature.
"There is a cause of killing... The result is also killing, and it is also strange... You have passed this level."
Although Zhang Tang didn't understand what he meant, he didn't ask any more questions.
The calm lake that was previously burned by a spark of fire now froze into ice again. Zhang Tang nodded slightly and walked forward at a leisurely pace.
On the stone plate, the red light in the west finally escaped from the predicament of spinning in place and became the first light moving forward.
Soon, he walked to the end of the mountain wall. Looking up, he saw a crystal jade cup flying into his hand.
Zhang Tang took it and drank it all.
Behind him, Ximen Lu stared at Zhang Tang's back almost with amusement.
He put his finger on his chin, as if he was about to think about something, but suddenly, he looked down at his chest...
A transparent axe shadow suddenly appeared on his chest!
Due south.
Oddly enough, when Meng Xizhou swung the fishing rod, the hook drew a huge arc from a high place, and when it hit the huge ice surface, it seemed as if it was nothing!
The hook penetrated the ice and accurately hooked the green apricot on the tree!
Bang!
Qingxing was finally aroused!
Meng Xizhou swung the fishing rod and controlled the hook to swing it again, sending Qingxing out of the ice!
He jumped up without hesitation and took it, and under Ximen Lu's gaze, he took a bite!
However, at that moment—
Before my eyes, Ximen Lu's expression suddenly changed.
He was wearing a funny green hat, and he lowered his head stiffly to look at the huge hole on his chest...
This is…
Southeast.
A sword suddenly pierced through his chest.
Gu Qingmei raised her head in surprise and looked at the person standing in front of her. For a moment, she could hardly see the other person's face against the backlight!
What expression is that, anyway
Is it a smile or indifference
Why…
Gu Qingmei suddenly didn't understand.
Why do this
"Thank you, Brother..." Her voice was hoarse and difficult.
"I have failed you in this life. If there is an afterlife, you can come and ask for my life."
The indifferent voice seemed like his entire person, without any emotion, even mechanical and stiff.
Afterlife
Gu Qingmei felt heartbroken.
Is there any afterlife for the ordinary cultivators in the Nineteen Continents
Ever since the battle in the Polar Region six hundred years ago, the Nine-headed Bird died at the Ghost Gate, and the Western Region Tantric Buddhism forcibly changed the source of the Nine-headed River. As a result, the cultivators of the Nineteen Continents lost the qualifications to enter the cycle of reincarnation.
She looked at him blankly: "Why..."
Xie Buchen looked at her, but it seemed as if he was looking at someone else.
He slowly put away the sword, and the blood on the sword fell to the ground.
This sword looked very familiar to Gu Qingmei.
Isn’t it the one that Xie Buchen hung on the wall
As the sword was pulled out, more blood flowed out of Gu Qingmei's body, staining the exquisite patterns on the blade red.
At that moment, Gu Qingmei saw it clearly.
There were three simple seal characters engraved on the blade, which seemed to be cast by Xie Buchen himself—
Seven parts soul.
This sword is seven parts soul.
The scene in front of Gu Qingmei gradually darkened.
But in a flash, it lit up again.
I blinked, and the severe pain in my body seemed like just a dream.
She was in a trance for a long time, raised her hand and touched her cheek, and found tear marks on it.
Ximen Lu was looking at her in front of her, smiling with his head tilted.
Illusion
The moment she reacted, Gu Qingmei finally lost her temper and even her mind. In a rage and humiliation, she swung her sword at Ximen Lu!
Ximen Lu chuckled, not taking Gu Qingmei's attack seriously, and raised both hands to fight back.
A huge hole suddenly pierced through his chest...
Ximen Lu looked down in surprise.
Gu Qingmei's sword finally came, but failed to hit Ximen Lu.
Because at this moment, he has disappeared into a blurry shadow!
Due east.
Ximen Lu let out a soft "eh" and looked at Jianchou who was lying on the ground.
At this moment, Jianchou's body gradually floated up!
The world in Jianchou's mind is still so desolate!
The oncoming river water seemed to pour down the entire sky!
A single blow from the giant axe was enough to shake the world!
As the fierce axe shadow appeared, all the evil spirits around seemed to begin to tremble...
The roar of water suddenly got closer.
This fierce swing of the axe actually split the entire river in half!
However…
Water is amorphous!
After an axe split the river water, the original big river split into two paths, and it seemed to have life and began to struggle. It was extremely strange. After passing through the huge axe shadow, the original two rivers actually reunited together!
The shadow of the axe is like an isolated island in the middle of a river. Even if it can temporarily separate the water flow, it cannot separate it forever!
boom!
The sound of the rivers reuniting was earth-shaking!
Jianchou stood right in front of the rushing river with an axe in his hand!
There's no time to dodge!
The fierce waves immediately submerged the figure holding the axe.
Jianchou's consciousness was instantly detached from the spot...
She seemed to be floating in the air, above the rushing river, overlooking the battlefield filled with the blood of monks!
The one holding the axe was not her.
It was a burly and fierce figure, his powerful muscles made him look like an ancient martial god, and the huge axe still maintained the posture when it was swung!
A black and white bead on the back of the axe was knocked away at the moment the huge river waves rushed in, mixed with the flowing water and disappeared.
That majestic figure was finally submerged by the vast river...
A river spread out across the battlefield...
All the evil spirits, bathing in this river, seemed to gain greater strength and shouted wildly to the sky!
And all the monks, after being washed by this celestial river, seemed to be subjected to the punishment of having their flesh cut off...
Wherever the river passed, many lives were taken away, and the flesh and blood of the monks seemed to have melted into the water. After the river flowed through the wasteland, only white corpses were left, standing quietly and stiffly in the water.
A great war ended just like that.
Only a few people survived. There was no one to be seen at the top of the cliff. There were a few figures floating in the distance...
Jianchou's gaze in the void finally looked towards the source of the river.
It was a long river flowing in the wilderness, and beside the river, a huge stone tablet stood there for eternity.
—Yellow Spring.
In the vast Yellow Spring water, the axe with a broken bead slowly emitted light, flew up from the hand of the skeletal corpse, broke away from the turbid Yellow Spring water, and flew towards the gloomy sky in the distance!
It broke through the boundless oppression, broke through the forbidden area where hundreds of ghosts were crying, and finally rushed into the boundless blue sky!
It broke away from the dark time, traveled from east to west, crossed the vast mountains, passed the rushing Jiutou River, and finally arrived near a tributary of the Jiutou River.
A basin surrounded by mountains is right in front of us.
The light of the ghost axe was not strong, but when it approached the basin, the basin suddenly exploded with thousands of lights, and it opened up!
Huge stone pillars rose into the sky, and a stone palace was opened!
The ghost axe's speed did not slow down at all as it headed straight into the stone palace!
A circle of ripples suddenly spread out.
The endless glacier and snowfield finally appeared before our eyes.
Yashan Arsenal!
The Ghost Axe seemed to have finally lost all its strength. After entering the ice field, it fell straight down, smashed into the eternal ice and snow, and fell into a deep sleep that lasted for six hundred years.
until…
A disciple of Yashan with a broken soul came here and took the broken one—
wake.
Jianchou's eyes suddenly opened!
Holding the ghost axe in my hand, I feel a warm feeling.
She loosened her fingers, then tightened them again.
The body suspended in mid-air slowly straightened up.
Looking up, there is a high cliff in the distance, like a pillar of heaven.
However, in Jianchou's eyes, they were nothing but empty images...
What she was looking at seemed to be the stage where the flowers were fading, and it also seemed to be the tragic yet magnificent battlefield she had just witnessed!
Buzz…
An extremely strong feeling of connection between mind and spirit suddenly came from the ghost axe.
Will to fight!
Resurrection of fighting spirit!
Jianchou raised the ghost axe at an extremely slow speed, but the sluggish speed was so powerful that it was astonishing!
Ximen Lu in front of him had his pupils shrink drastically, and he almost subconsciously turned around and was about to run away!
However-
Too late!
Just as he turned around and moved three feet away, an axe shadow swept in from behind and pierced through his entire body. The brutal force immediately dispersed all the spiritual energy in his body, making it impossible to gather it again...
How... is it possible...
In this stage where the flowers have faded, he is invincible!
No…
The green figure finally gradually disappeared.
The only thing Ximen Lu saw in his last glance was Jianchou who suddenly appeared very far in front of him.
After that axe strike, her figure seemed to teleport and stood in front of the cliff.
In front of her, two crystal cups were floating and slowly flying towards her.
An idea suddenly appeared in Ximen Lu's mind.
It turns out that the ancestor set this level so that if you kill him, you will get all the rewards...
He has already...
Dead
The last bit of consciousness finally dissipated.
There is peace between heaven and earth.
Jianchou seemed to have no idea what he had done, or perhaps he simply didn't care. He raised his head and looked at the two Bingvine Yuqin lamps.
This level is over.
It also seems like it’s just the beginning.