Among the ruins of the Immortal Palace, there are many practitioners from all over who are looking for opportunities, and most of them are unsuccessful in life. If they can find any chance to change their destiny in the Immortal Palace, it may be their only chance.
The old woman snorted coldly: "I have tolerated you enough. I wanted to stop you from entering hell. You are a stranger. There is no difference between a stranger entering hell and the dead ghosts who come in. They all have to drink from me." Soup, forget your past and present lives before you can reincarnate. I see that you are young and I kindly advise you to go back, but you don’t know why you have so many problems. Just drink my soup and go to reincarnation.”
On this day, the entire Immortal Palace ruins fell into an inexplicable panic. No matter what happened, An Zheng couldn't know it right away. He was in an extreme darkness at this time, with no light at all. He felt like he was in a secret passage with no end in sight, surrounded by hard, impenetrable walls. Maybe in the next second, a hand would stretch out from the wall and pull him into some unknown place.
The old woman snorted coldly: "I have tolerated you enough. I wanted to stop you from entering hell. You are a stranger. There is no difference between a stranger entering hell and the dead ghosts who come in. They all have to drink from me." Soup, forget your past and present lives before you can reincarnate. I see that you are young and I kindly advise you to go back, but you don’t know why you have so many problems. Just drink my soup and go to reincarnation.”
However, An Zheng stretched out his hand to touch both sides, but couldn't touch anything. It was so quiet here that An Zheng opened his mouth to cough to prove his presence. But the coughing sound didn't appear at all, and he suspected that he had lost all his senses. He was sure that his Adam's apple moved and made a sound, but he couldn't hear it. No matter the sense of touch, sight or smell seems to be gone.
He accelerated and rushed towards the place where there was light, but the light was clearly within reach, but he still couldn't touch the light after running for a long time. At his speed, he had traveled at least several hundred miles during this period of extreme running, but the light was still far away in the horizon.
Many people heard a thunder at the same time, followed by the entire fairy palace ruins shaking. Everyone subconsciously looked towards the side where the sound came from, and then felt that the sky above their heads suddenly darkened.
An extremely dull voice suddenly appeared, as if in everyone's ears. The voice sounded like it had just woken up from a deep sleep, but it had a soul-stirring feeling. Just as the question disappeared, another person's voice appeared.
An Zheng's answer was rude, like an uneducated child.
An Zheng: "You should listen."
An Zheng sat down cross-legged. In fact, he didn't know if he really sat down. If you really fall into that kind of space gap, then the only way is to tear the space apart. Either return to the real world, or enter another space gap. At least you can guarantee immortality here, but if you enter a more violent space gap, you may not be able to hold on for even two seconds.
"What is this place?"
"Then let me practice hard, find you, and then tear you apart."
Across the bridge, on the river bank, many bright red flowers were blooming. These flowers have a unique look, with no leaves, just stems and flowers. It looks pretty from a distance, but when you get closer and take a closer look, you realize that the flowers look like human mouths stuck on the stems, with red tongues sticking out.
An Zheng said: "Kill me if you can."
He walked around the pot: "I want to ask you, how many people have you killed by pretending to be a ghost here? This is not a hell at all, it is just the door of hell. You put a pot here and let If people drink your soup, they will be at your mercy, right? You didn't want to persuade me to go back, you just wanted me to think that you are the way of heaven. But I have disappointed you. I have never believed in this world. What kind of heaven exists?”
An Zheng said: "Kill me if you can."
An Zheng didn't answer, but asked a question.
Suddenly, there was finally light ahead. That glimmer of light was hope for An Zheng.
Old woman: "Ignorance! Let me advise you again, drink the soup yourself, otherwise."
An extremely dull voice suddenly appeared, as if in everyone's ears. The voice sounded like it had just woken up from a deep sleep, but it had a soul-stirring feeling. Just as the question disappeared, another person's voice appeared.
"too long."
However, An Zheng stretched out his hand to touch both sides, but couldn't touch anything. It was so quiet here that An Zheng opened his mouth to cough to prove his presence. But the coughing sound didn't appear at all, and he suspected that he had lost all his senses. He was sure that his Adam's apple moved and made a sound, but he couldn't hear it. No matter the sense of touch, sight or smell seems to be gone.
An Zheng's smile became brighter and brighter.
An Zheng's answer was rude, like an uneducated child.
"Am I not dead?"
"fuck your mother."
The old woman snorted coldly: "I have tolerated you enough. I wanted to stop you from entering hell. You are a stranger. There is no difference between a stranger entering hell and the dead ghosts who come in. They all have to drink from me." Soup, forget your past and present lives before you can reincarnate. I see that you are young and I kindly advise you to go back, but you don’t know why you have so many problems. Just drink my soup and go to reincarnation.”
"Why did you come?"
An Zheng threw the mummy out casually, and the iron pot hit the mummy's head.
Among the ruins of the Immortal Palace, there are many practitioners from all over who are looking for opportunities, and most of them are unsuccessful in life. If they can find any chance to change their destiny in the Immortal Palace, it may be their only chance.
On this day, the entire Immortal Palace ruins fell into an inexplicable panic. No matter what happened, An Zheng couldn't know it right away. He was in an extreme darkness at this time, with no light at all. He felt like he was in a secret passage with no end in sight, surrounded by hard, impenetrable walls. Maybe in the next second, a hand would stretch out from the wall and pull him into some unknown place.
This feels bad, very bad.
The mummy screamed miserably, and the yellow-green teeth in its mouth exuded a foul odor.
"Now do you know what to fear?"
An Zheng didn't know how far he had to go. Maybe he had sunk into an unconventional space. He knew that when the cultivation world was prosperous, there were many super powerful people who could destroy the world, and the space those people created casually was beyond imagination. Therefore, the world was pulled into pieces, and the space created by force was broken, resulting in many space gaps. If anyone accidentally fell into such gaps, he might live forever in a way that would be worse than death. Or, it will be instantly torn into pieces by the turbulence in the gap in space.
However, An Zheng stretched out his hand to touch both sides, but couldn't touch anything. It was so quiet here that An Zheng opened his mouth to cough to prove his presence. But the coughing sound didn't appear at all, and he suspected that he had lost all his senses. He was sure that his Adam's apple moved and made a sound, but he couldn't hear it. No matter the sense of touch, sight or smell seems to be gone.
An Zheng's answer was rude, like an uneducated child.
"I don't believe that you didn't kill me when you had the chance. It just shows that you are not strong."
On this day, the entire Immortal Palace ruins fell into an inexplicable panic. No matter what happened, An Zheng couldn't know it right away. He was in an extreme darkness at this time, with no light at all. He felt like he was in a secret passage with no end in sight, surrounded by hard, impenetrable walls. Maybe in the next second, a hand would stretch out from the wall and pull him into some unknown place.
"too long."
An Zheng sat down cross-legged. In fact, he didn't know if he really sat down. If you really fall into that kind of space gap, then the only way is to tear the space apart. Either return to the real world, or enter another space gap. At least you can guarantee immortality here, but if you enter a more violent space gap, you may not be able to hold on for even two seconds.
"There are strange and strange things causing chaos outside the gate of hell. I'm afraid the chaos inside hell has already turned upside down."
This feels bad, very bad.
Tiandao fell into silence again.
An Zheng closed his eyes: "Didn't you seal off my senses? Then I will cooperate with you. I won't listen, see, smell, or even think about it. However, any mental attack that makes people enter hallucinations usually relies on the surrounding environment. The combination of the environment and the skills will guide the trapped person into his own imaginary dangerous environment. I will see how you guide me, and I will see how you make me go crazy. I will make a bet with you. Close yourself, if you are sure to kill me, you will win. If you can't kill me, I will kill you."
The old woman asked: "What?"
An Zheng didn't know how far he had to go. Maybe he had sunk into an unconventional space. He knew that when the cultivation world was prosperous, there were many super powerful people who could destroy the world, and the space those people created casually was beyond imagination. Therefore, the world was pulled into pieces, and the space created by force was broken, resulting in many space gaps. If anyone accidentally fell into such gaps, he might live forever in a way that would be worse than death. Or, it will be instantly torn into pieces by the turbulence in the gap in space.
"He is stubborn and has no respect for the way of heaven."
He walked around the pot: "I want to ask you, how many people have you killed by pretending to be a ghost here? This is not a hell at all, it is just the door of hell. You put a pot here and let If people drink your soup, they will be at your mercy, right? You didn't want to persuade me to go back, you just wanted me to think that you are the way of heaven. But I have disappointed you. I have never believed in this world. What kind of heaven exists?”
An Zheng pinched the mummy's neck and asked, "Does your soup taste good?"
An Zheng didn't know how far he had to go. Maybe he had sunk into an unconventional space. He knew that when the cultivation world was prosperous, there were many super powerful people who could destroy the world, and the space those people created casually was beyond imagination. Therefore, the world was pulled into pieces, and the space created by force was broken, resulting in many space gaps. If anyone accidentally fell into such gaps, he might live forever in a way that would be worse than death. Or, it will be instantly torn into pieces by the turbulence in the gap in space.
Suddenly, there was finally light ahead. That glimmer of light was hope for An Zheng.
"There are strange and strange things causing chaos outside the gate of hell. I'm afraid the chaos inside hell has already turned upside down."
"Why did you come?"
He kicked the headless mummy away and strode onto the bridge. With every step he took, dense runes would appear on the stone slabs of the bridge. As An Zheng walked away, the runes would dim. Now that he's here, An Zheng has nothing to worry about. The only thing he can do is find the monk and take him back. The bridge didn't look long, but An Zheng walked across it as if he had crossed two worlds.
An Zheng didn't answer, but asked a question.
He accelerated and rushed towards the place where there was light, but the light was clearly within reach, but he still couldn't touch the light after running for a long time. At his speed, he had traveled at least several hundred miles during this period of extreme running, but the light was still far away in the horizon.
An Zheng looked at her with interest: "How long have you been boiling this pot of soup?"
Tiandao fell into silence again.
"The way of heaven."
"Why did you come?"
This feels bad, very bad.
The voice suddenly changed, like an old woman sighing.
An Zheng didn't know how far he had to go. Maybe he had sunk into an unconventional space. He knew that when the cultivation world was prosperous, there were many super powerful people who could destroy the world, and the space those people created casually was beyond imagination. Therefore, the world was pulled into pieces, and the space created by force was broken, resulting in many space gaps. If anyone accidentally fell into such gaps, he might live forever in a way that would be worse than death. Or, it will be instantly torn into pieces by the turbulence in the gap in space.
Tiandao fell into silence again.
An Zheng laughed: "I have a question I particularly want to ask you."
Among the ruins of the Immortal Palace, there are many practitioners from all over who are looking for opportunities, and most of them are unsuccessful in life. If they can find any chance to change their destiny in the Immortal Palace, it may be their only chance.
The voice suddenly appeared, as if someone was speaking in An Zheng's ear. The voice was low, like that of a middle-aged man. There is also a sense of majesty in this voice. If ordinary people heard it, they might not be able to help but kneel down and worship.
The mummy screamed miserably, and the yellow-green teeth in its mouth exuded a foul odor.
The voice suddenly appeared, as if someone was speaking in An Zheng's ear. The voice was low, like that of a middle-aged man. There is also a sense of majesty in this voice. If ordinary people heard it, they might not be able to help but kneel down and worship.
"The way of heaven."
There was anger in the voice of the so-called Tiandao: "You will realize what life is worse than death."
The voice suddenly changed, like an old woman sighing.
"Who are you?"
The voice suddenly appeared, as if someone was speaking in An Zheng's ear. The voice was low, like that of a middle-aged man. There is also a sense of majesty in this voice. If ordinary people heard it, they might not be able to help but kneel down and worship.
"I don't believe that you didn't kill me when you had the chance. It just shows that you are not strong."
The old woman picked up a rag in her hand. It was the rag she used to clean the table. It looked dark and disgusting. She threw it away, and the black rag turned into a huge black curtain. An Zheng couldn't help but clapped his hands after seeing it: "Not bad, not bad, it's really amazing."
"There are strange and strange things causing chaos outside the gate of hell. I'm afraid the chaos inside hell has already turned upside down."
Old woman: "Ignorance! Let me advise you again, drink the soup yourself, otherwise."
This is a decision that can be made without hard thought, and most people choose to stay temporarily and find a way out. But An Zheng refused and chose to take risks.
This feels bad, very bad.
An Zheng didn't answer, but asked a question.
"Am I not dead?"
"I don't believe that you didn't kill me when you had the chance. It just shows that you are not strong."
An Zheng threw the mummy out casually, and the iron pot hit the mummy's head.
Across the bridge, on the river bank, many bright red flowers were blooming. These flowers have a unique look, with no leaves, just stems and flowers. It looks pretty from a distance, but when you get closer and take a closer look, you realize that the flowers look like human mouths stuck on the stems, with red tongues sticking out.
On this day, the entire Immortal Palace ruins fell into an inexplicable panic. No matter what happened, An Zheng couldn't know it right away. He was in an extreme darkness at this time, with no light at all. He felt like he was in a secret passage with no end in sight, surrounded by hard, impenetrable walls. Maybe in the next second, a hand would stretch out from the wall and pull him into some unknown place.
The old woman asked: "What?"
He kicked the headless mummy away and strode onto the bridge. With every step he took, dense runes would appear on the stone slabs of the bridge. As An Zheng walked away, the runes would dim. Now that he's here, An Zheng has nothing to worry about. The only thing he can do is find the monk and take him back. The bridge didn't look long, but An Zheng walked across it as if he had crossed two worlds.
"The way of heaven."
The old woman picked up a rag in her hand. It was the rag she used to clean the table. It looked dark and disgusting. She threw it away, and the black rag turned into a huge black curtain. An Zheng couldn't help but clapped his hands after seeing it: "Not bad, not bad, it's really amazing."
The old woman snorted coldly: "I have tolerated you enough. I wanted to stop you from entering hell. You are a stranger. There is no difference between a stranger entering hell and the dead ghosts who come in. They all have to drink from me." Soup, forget your past and present lives before you can reincarnate. I see that you are young and I kindly advise you to go back, but you don’t know why you have so many problems. Just drink my soup and go to reincarnation.”
An Zheng threw the mummy out casually, and the iron pot hit the mummy's head.
Across the bridge, on the river bank, many bright red flowers were blooming. These flowers have a unique look, with no leaves, just stems and flowers. It looks pretty from a distance, but when you get closer and take a closer look, you realize that the flowers look like human mouths stuck on the stems, with red tongues sticking out.
An Zheng didn't answer, but asked a question.
An Zheng looked at her with interest: "How long have you been boiling this pot of soup?"
Old woman: "Ignorance! Let me advise you again, drink the soup yourself, otherwise."
"Pooh."
There was a stone bridge in front of An Zheng, which seemed to be very old. Carved on one side of the stone bridge are two words... Naihe. There are also two words on the other side... reincarnation.
The old woman picked up a rag in her hand. It was the rag she used to clean the table. It looked dark and disgusting. She threw it away, and the black rag turned into a huge black curtain. An Zheng couldn't help but clapped his hands after seeing it: "Not bad, not bad, it's really amazing."
"He is stubborn and has no respect for the way of heaven."
An Zheng didn't answer, but asked a question.
The old woman asked: "What?"
An Zheng looked at her with interest: "How long have you been boiling this pot of soup?"
An Zheng suddenly stepped forward, and before the old woman could react, An Zheng grabbed her neck, grabbed her scalp with the other hand and tore it down fiercely: "Show me your true form. !”
The majestic voice seemed to be irritated after An Zheng groaned: "You are a stranger, but you wandered into the hell realm, and you offended the law of heaven. I will let you be trapped here forever, but you don't I will die and be alone forever.”
There was anger in the voice of the so-called Tiandao: "You will realize what life is worse than death."
An extremely dull voice suddenly appeared, as if in everyone's ears. The voice sounded like it had just woken up from a deep sleep, but it had a soul-stirring feeling. Just as the question disappeared, another person's voice appeared.
"In this world, I do good and punish evil. I will do the same in hell."
"Am I not dead?"
Old woman: "Ignorance! Let me advise you again, drink the soup yourself, otherwise."
This feels bad, very bad.
"Then let me practice hard, find you, and then tear you apart."
The voice suddenly changed, like an old woman sighing.
An Zheng suddenly stepped forward, and before the old woman could react, An Zheng grabbed her neck, grabbed her scalp with the other hand and tore it down fiercely: "Show me your true form. !”
An Zheng: "How did you get me trapped?"
She glanced at An Zheng: "The soup is dirty, do you still want to drink it?"
He accelerated and rushed towards the place where there was light, but the light was clearly within reach, but he still couldn't touch the light after running for a long time. At his speed, he had traveled at least several hundred miles during this period of extreme running, but the light was still far away in the horizon.
Immediately after An Zheng, the darkness around him was dispelled by something, and light came in an instant. An Zheng's eyes were a little uncomfortable at that moment. From absolute darkness to returning to normal, this sudden change seemed like a nightmare that was not a nightmare.
An Zheng raised his middle finger. He didn't know what the exact meaning of the middle finger was, but Zi Luo's notes recorded that if he didn't like someone, he could give him the middle finger. An Zheng even thought that this was a curse at first.
"I also want to ask you something."
The majestic voice seemed to be irritated after An Zheng groaned: "You are a stranger, but you wandered into the hell realm, and you offended the law of heaven. I will let you be trapped here forever, but you don't I will die and be alone forever.”
"There are strange and strange things causing chaos outside the gate of hell. I'm afraid the chaos inside hell has already turned upside down."
"He is stubborn and has no respect for the way of heaven."
This is a decision that can be made without hard thought, and most people choose to stay temporarily and find a way out. But An Zheng refused and chose to take risks.
An Zheng closed his eyes: "Didn't you seal off my senses? Then I will cooperate with you. I won't listen, see, smell, or even think about it. However, any mental attack that makes people enter hallucinations usually relies on the surrounding environment. The combination of the environment and the skills will guide the trapped person into his own imaginary dangerous environment. I will see how you guide me, and I will see how you make me go crazy. I will make a bet with you. Close yourself, if you are sure to kill me, you will win. If you can't kill me, I will kill you."
This feels bad, very bad.
An Zheng pinched the mummy's neck and asked, "Does your soup taste good?"
An Zheng laughed: "I have a question I particularly want to ask you."
Tiandao's voice disappeared, and the distant dim light in front of An Zheng also disappeared. The surroundings once again fell into an unextricable darkness, and An Zheng once again lost all feeling. It was pitch black all around, and he couldn't hear his own voice or see anything around him. He wanted to raise his hand and put it in his mouth to bite it to see if there was any pain. However, when he raised his hand, he found that he could not find his mouth.
"There are strange and strange things causing chaos outside the gate of hell. I'm afraid the chaos inside hell has already turned upside down."
There was anger in the voice of the so-called Tiandao: "You will realize what life is worse than death."
There was anger in the voice of the so-called Tiandao: "You will realize what life is worse than death."
An Zheng suddenly stepped forward, and before the old woman could react, An Zheng grabbed her neck, grabbed her scalp with the other hand and tore it down fiercely: "Show me your true form. !”
An Zheng said: "Kill me if you can."
Many people heard a thunder at the same time, followed by the entire fairy palace ruins shaking. Everyone subconsciously looked towards the side where the sound came from, and then felt that the sky above their heads suddenly darkened.
There was a stone bridge in front of An Zheng, which seemed to be very old. Carved on one side of the stone bridge are two words... Naihe. There are also two words on the other side... reincarnation.
Tiandao's voice disappeared, and the distant dim light in front of An Zheng also disappeared. The surroundings once again fell into an unextricable darkness, and An Zheng once again lost all feeling. It was pitch black all around, and he couldn't hear his own voice or see anything around him. He wanted to raise his hand and put it in his mouth to bite it to see if there was any pain. However, when he raised his hand, he found that he could not find his mouth.
"There are strange and strange things causing chaos outside the gate of hell. I'm afraid the chaos inside hell has already turned upside down."
Across the bridge, on the river bank, many bright red flowers were blooming. These flowers have a unique look, with no leaves, just stems and flowers. It looks pretty from a distance, but when you get closer and take a closer look, you realize that the flowers look like human mouths stuck on the stems, with red tongues sticking out.
An Zheng pinched the mummy's neck and asked, "Does your soup taste good?"
An Zheng: "You should listen."
"Now do you know what to fear?"
"I don't believe that you didn't kill me when you had the chance. It just shows that you are not strong."
Old woman: "Ignorance! Let me advise you again, drink the soup yourself, otherwise."
An Zheng looked at her with interest: "How long have you been boiling this pot of soup?"
An Zheng pinched the mummy's neck and asked, "Does your soup taste good?"
"fuck your mother."
An Zheng closed his eyes: "Didn't you seal off my senses? Then I will cooperate with you. I won't listen, see, smell, or even think about it. However, any mental attack that makes people enter hallucinations usually relies on the surrounding environment. The combination of the environment and the skills will guide the trapped person into his own imaginary dangerous environment. I will see how you guide me, and I will see how you make me go crazy. I will make a bet with you. Close yourself, if you are sure to kill me, you will win. If you can't kill me, I will kill you."
An Zheng raised his middle finger. He didn't know what the exact meaning of the middle finger was, but Zi Luo's notes recorded that if he didn't like someone, he could give him the middle finger. An Zheng even thought that this was a curse at first.
The voice suddenly changed, like an old woman sighing.
An Zheng sat down cross-legged. In fact, he didn't know if he really sat down. If you really fall into that kind of space gap, then the only way is to tear the space apart. Either return to the real world, or enter another space gap. At least you can guarantee immortality here, but if you enter a more violent space gap, you may not be able to hold on for even two seconds.
An Zheng pinched the mummy's neck and asked, "Does your soup taste good?"
An Zheng suddenly stepped forward, and before the old woman could react, An Zheng grabbed her neck, grabbed her scalp with the other hand and tore it down fiercely: "Show me your true form. !”
An Zheng's answer was rude, like an uneducated child.
There was anger in the voice of the so-called Tiandao: "You will realize what life is worse than death."
He kicked the headless mummy away and strode onto the bridge. With every step he took, dense runes would appear on the stone slabs of the bridge. As An Zheng walked away, the runes would dim. Now that he's here, An Zheng has nothing to worry about. The only thing he can do is find the monk and take him back. The bridge didn't look long, but An Zheng walked across it as if he had crossed two worlds.
Across the bridge, on the river bank, many bright red flowers were blooming. These flowers have a unique look, with no leaves, just stems and flowers. It looks pretty from a distance, but when you get closer and take a closer look, you realize that the flowers look like human mouths stuck on the stems, with red tongues sticking out.
There was a stone bridge in front of An Zheng, which seemed to be very old. Carved on one side of the stone bridge are two words... Naihe. There are also two words on the other side... reincarnation.
Tiandao's voice disappeared, and the distant dim light in front of An Zheng also disappeared. The surroundings once again fell into an unextricable darkness, and An Zheng once again lost all feeling. It was pitch black all around, and he couldn't hear his own voice or see anything around him. He wanted to raise his hand and put it in his mouth to bite it to see if there was any pain. However, when he raised his hand, he found that he could not find his mouth.
Tiandao fell into silence again.
There was a stone bridge in front of An Zheng, which seemed to be very old. Carved on one side of the stone bridge are two words... Naihe. There are also two words on the other side... reincarnation.
"fuck your mother."
"too long."
"otherwise?"
An Zheng sat down cross-legged. In fact, he didn't know if he really sat down. If you really fall into that kind of space gap, then the only way is to tear the space apart. Either return to the real world, or enter another space gap. At least you can guarantee immortality here, but if you enter a more violent space gap, you may not be able to hold on for even two seconds.
"Pooh."
An Zheng raised his middle finger. He didn't know what the exact meaning of the middle finger was, but Zi Luo's notes recorded that if he didn't like someone, he could give him the middle finger. An Zheng even thought that this was a curse at first.
"too long."
An Zheng laughed: "I have a question I particularly want to ask you."
An Zheng closed his eyes: "Didn't you seal off my senses? Then I will cooperate with you. I won't listen, see, smell, or even think about it. However, any mental attack that makes people enter hallucinations usually relies on the surrounding environment. The combination of the environment and the skills will guide the trapped person into his own imaginary dangerous environment. I will see how you guide me, and I will see how you make me go crazy. I will make a bet with you. Close yourself, if you are sure to kill me, you will win. If you can't kill me, I will kill you."
The old woman snorted coldly: "I have tolerated you enough. I wanted to stop you from entering hell. You are a stranger. There is no difference between a stranger entering hell and the dead ghosts who come in. They all have to drink from me." Soup, forget your past and present lives before you can reincarnate. I see that you are young and I kindly advise you to go back, but you don’t know why you have so many problems. Just drink my soup and go to reincarnation.”
An Zheng said: "Kill me if you can."
An Zheng crushed the skull of the mummy with his foot: "Whether it's on earth or in hell, even the way of heaven has no meaning in front of me. I practice the way of humanity."
This is a decision that can be made without hard thought, and most people choose to stay temporarily and find a way out. But An Zheng refused and chose to take risks.
On this day, the entire Immortal Palace ruins fell into an inexplicable panic. No matter what happened, An Zheng couldn't know it right away. He was in an extreme darkness at this time, with no light at all. He felt like he was in a secret passage with no end in sight, surrounded by hard, impenetrable walls. Maybe in the next second, a hand would stretch out from the wall and pull him into some unknown place.
The old woman pondered for a while and then shook her head: "I don't remember."
"fuck your mother."
She glanced at An Zheng: "The soup is dirty, do you still want to drink it?"
She glanced at An Zheng: "The soup is dirty, do you still want to drink it?"
"well… "
"I don't believe that you didn't kill me when you had the chance. It just shows that you are not strong."
The old woman threw away half of it and shook her head: "When did it fall in? It was a waste of my good pot of soup."
An Zheng: "You should listen."
The majestic voice seemed to be irritated after An Zheng groaned: "You are a stranger, but you wandered into the hell realm, and you offended the law of heaven. I will let you be trapped here forever, but you don't I will die and be alone forever.”
An Zheng pinched the mummy's neck and asked, "Does your soup taste good?"
The old woman threw away half of it and shook her head: "When did it fall in? It was a waste of my good pot of soup."
"too long."
An Zheng threw the mummy out casually, and the iron pot hit the mummy's head.
An Zheng didn't answer, but asked a question.
An Zheng closed his eyes: "Didn't you seal off my senses? Then I will cooperate with you. I won't listen, see, smell, or even think about it. However, any mental attack that makes people enter hallucinations usually relies on the surrounding environment. The combination of the environment and the skills will guide the trapped person into his own imaginary dangerous environment. I will see how you guide me, and I will see how you make me go crazy. I will make a bet with you. Close yourself, if you are sure to kill me, you will win. If you can't kill me, I will kill you."
An Zheng sat down cross-legged. In fact, he didn't know if he really sat down. If you really fall into that kind of space gap, then the only way is to tear the space apart. Either return to the real world, or enter another space gap. At least you can guarantee immortality here, but if you enter a more violent space gap, you may not be able to hold on for even two seconds.
An Zheng didn't answer, but asked a question.
"He is stubborn and has no respect for the way of heaven."
With a hiss, that layer of human skin was torn off alive by An Zheng. What's horrifying is that what's underneath is not a bloody body, but a mummy that has turned yellow. It looked at An Zheng with a horrified look on its face, trying to struggle but unable to get out at all. An Zheng looked at it coldly: "You can't hide it from my eyes even if you approve a layer of skin. You are not worth mentioning at all, it is just a scam. For a weak thing like you, I can kill you with just one finger." Can crush you."
"well… "
An Zheng: "You should listen."
"well… "
"Why did you come?"
"Then let me practice hard, find you, and then tear you apart."
"I also want to ask you something."
Tiandao's voice disappeared, and the distant dim light in front of An Zheng also disappeared. The surroundings once again fell into an unextricable darkness, and An Zheng once again lost all feeling. It was pitch black all around, and he couldn't hear his own voice or see anything around him. He wanted to raise his hand and put it in his mouth to bite it to see if there was any pain. However, when he raised his hand, he found that he could not find his mouth.
The voice suddenly changed, like an old woman sighing.
"I also want to ask you something."
The mummy was stunned for a moment, then struggled more violently. An Zheng punched it on the lower abdomen, and the mummy immediately stooped and screamed in pain. An Zheng picked up the pot and poured it directly into the mummy's mouth. The boiling hot soup was poured into the belly of the mummy, and its purple flesh skin was peeled off piece by piece.
"The way of heaven."
The old woman snorted coldly: "I have tolerated you enough. I wanted to stop you from entering hell. You are a stranger. There is no difference between a stranger entering hell and the dead ghosts who come in. They all have to drink from me." Soup, forget your past and present lives before you can reincarnate. I see that you are young and I kindly advise you to go back, but you don’t know why you have so many problems. Just drink my soup and go to reincarnation.”
The old woman picked up a rag in her hand. It was the rag she used to clean the table. It looked dark and disgusting. She threw it away, and the black rag turned into a huge black curtain. An Zheng couldn't help but clapped his hands after seeing it: "Not bad, not bad, it's really amazing."
An Zheng threw the mummy out casually, and the iron pot hit the mummy's head.
Immediately after An Zheng, the darkness around him was dispelled by something, and light came in an instant. An Zheng's eyes were a little uncomfortable at that moment. From absolute darkness to returning to normal, this sudden change seemed like a nightmare that was not a nightmare.
An Zheng: "How did you get me trapped?"
Immediately after An Zheng, the darkness around him was dispelled by something, and light came in an instant. An Zheng's eyes were a little uncomfortable at that moment. From absolute darkness to returning to normal, this sudden change seemed like a nightmare that was not a nightmare.
This is a decision that can be made without hard thought, and most people choose to stay temporarily and find a way out. But An Zheng refused and chose to take risks.
This is a decision that can be made without hard thought, and most people choose to stay temporarily and find a way out. But An Zheng refused and chose to take risks.
"In this world, I do good and punish evil. I will do the same in hell."
An Zheng didn't answer, but asked a question.
There was a stone bridge in front of An Zheng, which seemed to be very old. Carved on one side of the stone bridge are two words... Naihe. There are also two words on the other side... reincarnation.
"In this world, I do good and punish evil. I will do the same in hell."
The voice suddenly appeared, as if someone was speaking in An Zheng's ear. The voice was low, like that of a middle-aged man. There is also a sense of majesty in this voice. If ordinary people heard it, they might not be able to help but kneel down and worship.
Among the ruins of the Immortal Palace, there are many practitioners from all over who are looking for opportunities, and most of them are unsuccessful in life. If they can find any chance to change their destiny in the Immortal Palace, it may be their only chance.
However, An Zheng stretched out his hand to touch both sides, but couldn't touch anything. It was so quiet here that An Zheng opened his mouth to cough to prove his presence. But the coughing sound didn't appear at all, and he suspected that he had lost all his senses. He was sure that his Adam's apple moved and made a sound, but he couldn't hear it. No matter the sense of touch, sight or smell seems to be gone.
An extremely dull voice suddenly appeared, as if in everyone's ears. The voice sounded like it had just woken up from a deep sleep, but it had a soul-stirring feeling. Just as the question disappeared, another person's voice appeared.
An Zheng threw the mummy out casually, and the iron pot hit the mummy's head.
An old woman in gray cloth sat at the end of the bridge. There was a table in front of her and a large pot on the table. The cauldron was still steaming and filled with boiling water. The old woman put her hand into the boiling water and pulled out a human hand. Perhaps because it had been boiled for too long, the flesh on the man's hands fell off when he lifted it up, and then fell back into the boiling water.
Tiandao's voice disappeared, and the distant dim light in front of An Zheng also disappeared. The surroundings once again fell into an unextricable darkness, and An Zheng once again lost all feeling. It was pitch black all around, and he couldn't hear his own voice or see anything around him. He wanted to raise his hand and put it in his mouth to bite it to see if there was any pain. However, when he raised his hand, he found that he could not find his mouth.
An Zheng sat down cross-legged. In fact, he didn't know if he really sat down. If you really fall into that kind of space gap, then the only way is to tear the space apart. Either return to the real world, or enter another space gap. At least you can guarantee immortality here, but if you enter a more violent space gap, you may not be able to hold on for even two seconds.
The old woman threw away half of it and shook her head: "When did it fall in? It was a waste of my good pot of soup."
The old woman picked up a rag in her hand. It was the rag she used to clean the table. It looked dark and disgusting. She threw it away, and the black rag turned into a huge black curtain. An Zheng couldn't help but clapped his hands after seeing it: "Not bad, not bad, it's really amazing."
An Zheng looked at her with interest: "How long have you been boiling this pot of soup?"
This is a decision that can be made without hard thought, and most people choose to stay temporarily and find a way out. But An Zheng refused and chose to take risks.
"Then let me practice hard, find you, and then tear you apart."
"What is this place?"
"Then let me practice hard, find you, and then tear you apart."
She glanced at An Zheng: "The soup is dirty, do you still want to drink it?"
She glanced at An Zheng: "The soup is dirty, do you still want to drink it?"
An Zheng looked at her with interest: "How long have you been boiling this pot of soup?"
"Who are you?"
An Zheng raised his middle finger. He didn't know what the exact meaning of the middle finger was, but Zi Luo's notes recorded that if he didn't like someone, he could give him the middle finger. An Zheng even thought that this was a curse at first.
With a hiss, that layer of human skin was torn off alive by An Zheng. What's horrifying is that what's underneath is not a bloody body, but a mummy that has turned yellow. It looked at An Zheng with a horrified look on its face, trying to struggle but unable to get out at all. An Zheng looked at it coldly: "You can't hide it from my eyes even if you approve a layer of skin. You are not worth mentioning at all, it is just a scam. For a weak thing like you, I can kill you with just one finger." Can crush you."
Many people heard a thunder at the same time, followed by the entire fairy palace ruins shaking. Everyone subconsciously looked towards the side where the sound came from, and then felt that the sky above their heads suddenly darkened.
"Now do you know what to fear?"
An Zheng looked at her with interest: "How long have you been boiling this pot of soup?"
The old woman pondered for a while and then shook her head: "I don't remember."
An Zheng didn't answer, but asked a question.
An Zheng: "How did you get me trapped?"
"Am I not dead?"
"too long."
An extremely dull voice suddenly appeared, as if in everyone's ears. The voice sounded like it had just woken up from a deep sleep, but it had a soul-stirring feeling. Just as the question disappeared, another person's voice appeared.
Tiandao's voice disappeared, and the distant dim light in front of An Zheng also disappeared. The surroundings once again fell into an unextricable darkness, and An Zheng once again lost all feeling. It was pitch black all around, and he couldn't hear his own voice or see anything around him. He wanted to raise his hand and put it in his mouth to bite it to see if there was any pain. However, when he raised his hand, he found that he could not find his mouth.
She glanced at An Zheng: "The soup is dirty, do you still want to drink it?"
The old woman pondered for a while and then shook her head: "I don't remember."
"I also want to ask you something."
The old woman snorted coldly: "I have tolerated you enough. I wanted to stop you from entering hell. You are a stranger. There is no difference between a stranger entering hell and the dead ghosts who come in. They all have to drink from me." Soup, forget your past and present lives before you can reincarnate. I see that you are young and I kindly advise you to go back, but you don’t know why you have so many problems. Just drink my soup and go to reincarnation.”
"I also want to ask you something."
An Zheng said: "Kill me if you can."
He kicked the headless mummy away and strode onto the bridge. With every step he took, dense runes would appear on the stone slabs of the bridge. As An Zheng walked away, the runes would dim. Now that he's here, An Zheng has nothing to worry about. The only thing he can do is find the monk and take him back. The bridge didn't look long, but An Zheng walked across it as if he had crossed two worlds.
An Zheng laughed: "I have a question I particularly want to ask you."
An Zheng didn't know how far he had to go. Maybe he had sunk into an unconventional space. He knew that when the cultivation world was prosperous, there were many super powerful people who could destroy the world, and the space those people created casually was beyond imagination. Therefore, the world was pulled into pieces, and the space created by force was broken, resulting in many space gaps. If anyone accidentally fell into such gaps, he might live forever in a way that would be worse than death. Or, it will be instantly torn into pieces by the turbulence in the gap in space.
"Who are you?"
He accelerated and rushed towards the place where there was light, but the light was clearly within reach, but he still couldn't touch the light after running for a long time. At his speed, he had traveled at least several hundred miles during this period of extreme running, but the light was still far away in the horizon.
The mummy screamed miserably, and the yellow-green teeth in its mouth exuded a foul odor.
"The way of heaven."
"fuck your mother."
The old woman asked: "What?"
An Zheng looked at her with interest: "How long have you been boiling this pot of soup?"
An Zheng looked at her with interest: "How long have you been boiling this pot of soup?"
The mummy was stunned for a moment, then struggled more violently. An Zheng punched it on the lower abdomen, and the mummy immediately stooped and screamed in pain. An Zheng picked up the pot and poured it directly into the mummy's mouth. The boiling hot soup was poured into the belly of the mummy, and its purple flesh skin was peeled off piece by piece.
An Zheng: "How did you get me trapped?"
An old woman in gray cloth sat at the end of the bridge. There was a table in front of her and a large pot on the table. The cauldron was still steaming and filled with boiling water. The old woman put her hand into the boiling water and pulled out a human hand. Perhaps because it had been boiled for too long, the flesh on the man's hands fell off when he lifted it up, and then fell back into the boiling water.
Many people heard a thunder at the same time, followed by the entire fairy palace ruins shaking. Everyone subconsciously looked towards the side where the sound came from, and then felt that the sky above their heads suddenly darkened.
An Zheng laughed: "I have a question I particularly want to ask you."
This feels bad, very bad.
The old woman picked up a rag in her hand. It was the rag she used to clean the table. It looked dark and disgusting. She threw it away, and the black rag turned into a huge black curtain. An Zheng couldn't help but clapped his hands after seeing it: "Not bad, not bad, it's really amazing."
The voice suddenly appeared, as if someone was speaking in An Zheng's ear. The voice was low, like that of a middle-aged man. There is also a sense of majesty in this voice. If ordinary people heard it, they might not be able to help but kneel down and worship.
An Zheng closed his eyes: "Didn't you seal off my senses? Then I will cooperate with you. I won't listen, see, smell, or even think about it. However, any mental attack that makes people enter hallucinations usually relies on the surrounding environment. The combination of the environment and the skills will guide the trapped person into his own imaginary dangerous environment. I will see how you guide me, and I will see how you make me go crazy. I will make a bet with you. Close yourself, if you are sure to kill me, you will win. If you can't kill me, I will kill you."
"He is stubborn and has no respect for the way of heaven."
"I also want to ask you something."
The mummy was stunned for a moment, then struggled more violently. An Zheng punched it on the lower abdomen, and the mummy immediately stooped and screamed in pain. An Zheng picked up the pot and poured it directly into the mummy's mouth. The boiling hot soup was poured into the belly of the mummy, and its purple flesh skin was peeled off piece by piece.
An extremely dull voice suddenly appeared, as if in everyone's ears. The voice sounded like it had just woken up from a deep sleep, but it had a soul-stirring feeling. Just as the question disappeared, another person's voice appeared.
"The way of heaven."
An old woman in gray cloth sat at the end of the bridge. There was a table in front of her and a large pot on the table. The cauldron was still steaming and filled with boiling water. The old woman put her hand into the boiling water and pulled out a human hand. Perhaps because it had been boiled for too long, the flesh on the man's hands fell off when he lifted it up, and then fell back into the boiling water.
"well… "
"Who are you?"
An Zheng's smile became brighter and brighter.
The voice suddenly changed, like an old woman sighing.
An Zheng said: "Kill me if you can."
"I don't believe that you didn't kill me when you had the chance. It just shows that you are not strong."
Across the bridge, on the river bank, many bright red flowers were blooming. These flowers have a unique look, with no leaves, just stems and flowers. It looks pretty from a distance, but when you get closer and take a closer look, you realize that the flowers look like human mouths stuck on the stems, with red tongues sticking out.
The old woman threw away half of it and shook her head: "When did it fall in? It was a waste of my good pot of soup."
"Now do you know what to fear?"
"Why did you come?"
The old woman snorted coldly: "I have tolerated you enough. I wanted to stop you from entering hell. You are a stranger. There is no difference between a stranger entering hell and the dead ghosts who come in. They all have to drink from me." Soup, forget your past and present lives before you can reincarnate. I see that you are young and I kindly advise you to go back, but you don’t know why you have so many problems. Just drink my soup and go to reincarnation.”
"In this world, I do good and punish evil. I will do the same in hell."
"fuck your mother."
An Zheng: "You should listen."
Many people heard a thunder at the same time, followed by the entire fairy palace ruins shaking. Everyone subconsciously looked towards the side where the sound came from, and then felt that the sky above their heads suddenly darkened.
An Zheng said: "Kill me if you can."
He walked around the pot: "I want to ask you, how many people have you killed by pretending to be a ghost here? This is not a hell at all, it is just the door of hell. You put a pot here and let If people drink your soup, they will be at your mercy, right? You didn't want to persuade me to go back, you just wanted me to think that you are the way of heaven. But I have disappointed you. I have never believed in this world. What kind of heaven exists?”
An Zheng: "You should listen."
The old woman threw away half of it and shook her head: "When did it fall in? It was a waste of my good pot of soup."
"I also want to ask you something."
An Zheng didn't answer, but asked a question.
The old woman snorted coldly: "I have tolerated you enough. I wanted to stop you from entering hell. You are a stranger. There is no difference between a stranger entering hell and the dead ghosts who come in. They all have to drink from me." Soup, forget your past and present lives before you can reincarnate. I see that you are young and I kindly advise you to go back, but you don’t know why you have so many problems. Just drink my soup and go to reincarnation.”
"Why did you come?"
Tiandao fell into silence again.
Old woman: "Ignorance! Let me advise you again, drink the soup yourself, otherwise."
An Zheng didn't know how far he had to go. Maybe he had sunk into an unconventional space. He knew that when the cultivation world was prosperous, there were many super powerful people who could destroy the world, and the space those people created casually was beyond imagination. Therefore, the world was pulled into pieces, and the space created by force was broken, resulting in many space gaps. If anyone accidentally fell into such gaps, he might live forever in a way that would be worse than death. Or, it will be instantly torn into pieces by the turbulence in the gap in space.
An Zheng suddenly stepped forward, and before the old woman could react, An Zheng grabbed her neck, grabbed her scalp with the other hand and tore it down fiercely: "Show me your true form. !”
"In this world, I do good and punish evil. I will do the same in hell."
"Now do you know what to fear?"
"otherwise?"
Across the bridge, on the river bank, many bright red flowers were blooming. These flowers have a unique look, with no leaves, just stems and flowers. It looks pretty from a distance, but when you get closer and take a closer look, you realize that the flowers look like human mouths stuck on the stems, with red tongues sticking out.
"Who are you?"
An Zheng suddenly stepped forward, and before the old woman could react, An Zheng grabbed her neck, grabbed her scalp with the other hand and tore it down fiercely: "Show me your true form. !”
Immediately after An Zheng, the darkness around him was dispelled by something, and light came in an instant. An Zheng's eyes were a little uncomfortable at that moment. From absolute darkness to returning to normal, this sudden change seemed like a nightmare that was not a nightmare.
He walked around the pot: "I want to ask you, how many people have you killed by pretending to be a ghost here? This is not a hell at all, it is just the door of hell. You put a pot here and let If people drink your soup, they will be at your mercy, right? You didn't want to persuade me to go back, you just wanted me to think that you are the way of heaven. But I have disappointed you. I have never believed in this world. What kind of heaven exists?”
She glanced at An Zheng: "The soup is dirty, do you still want to drink it?"
Across the bridge, on the river bank, many bright red flowers were blooming. These flowers have a unique look, with no leaves, just stems and flowers. It looks pretty from a distance, but when you get closer and take a closer look, you realize that the flowers look like human mouths stuck on the stems, with red tongues sticking out.
The old woman snorted coldly: "I have tolerated you enough. I wanted to stop you from entering hell. You are a stranger. There is no difference between a stranger entering hell and the dead ghosts who come in. They all have to drink from me." Soup, forget your past and present lives before you can reincarnate. I see that you are young and I kindly advise you to go back, but you don’t know why you have so many problems. Just drink my soup and go to reincarnation.”
With a hiss, that layer of human skin was torn off alive by An Zheng. What's horrifying is that what's underneath is not a bloody body, but a mummy that has turned yellow. It looked at An Zheng with a horrified look on its face, trying to struggle but unable to get out at all. An Zheng looked at it coldly: "You can't hide it from my eyes even if you approve a layer of skin. You are not worth mentioning at all, it is just a scam. For a weak thing like you, I can kill you with just one finger." Can crush you."
The old woman threw away half of it and shook her head: "When did it fall in? It was a waste of my good pot of soup."
This feels bad, very bad.
"fuck your mother."
"He is stubborn and has no respect for the way of heaven."
The voice suddenly changed, like an old woman sighing.
The mummy screamed miserably, and the yellow-green teeth in its mouth exuded a foul odor.
Across the bridge, on the river bank, many bright red flowers were blooming. These flowers have a unique look, with no leaves, just stems and flowers. It looks pretty from a distance, but when you get closer and take a closer look, you realize that the flowers look like human mouths stuck on the stems, with red tongues sticking out.
"Am I not dead?"
He walked around the pot: "I want to ask you, how many people have you killed by pretending to be a ghost here? This is not a hell at all, it is just the door of hell. You put a pot here and let If people drink your soup, they will be at your mercy, right? You didn't want to persuade me to go back, you just wanted me to think that you are the way of heaven. But I have disappointed you. I have never believed in this world. What kind of heaven exists?”
An Zheng closed his eyes: "Didn't you seal off my senses? Then I will cooperate with you. I won't listen, see, smell, or even think about it. However, any mental attack that makes people enter hallucinations usually relies on the surrounding environment. The combination of the environment and the skills will guide the trapped person into his own imaginary dangerous environment. I will see how you guide me, and I will see how you make me go crazy. I will make a bet with you. Close yourself, if you are sure to kill me, you will win. If you can't kill me, I will kill you."
The old woman picked up a rag in her hand. It was the rag she used to clean the table. It looked dark and disgusting. She threw it away, and the black rag turned into a huge black curtain. An Zheng couldn't help but clapped his hands after seeing it: "Not bad, not bad, it's really amazing."
"I don't believe that you didn't kill me when you had the chance. It just shows that you are not strong."
An Zheng threw the mummy out casually, and the iron pot hit the mummy's head.
"Now do you know what to fear?"
"There are strange and strange things causing chaos outside the gate of hell. I'm afraid the chaos inside hell has already turned upside down."
The voice suddenly appeared, as if someone was speaking in An Zheng's ear. The voice was low, like that of a middle-aged man. There is also a sense of majesty in this voice. If ordinary people heard it, they might not be able to help but kneel down and worship.
"I also want to ask you something."
An Zheng suddenly stepped forward, and before the old woman could react, An Zheng grabbed her neck, grabbed her scalp with the other hand and tore it down fiercely: "Show me your true form. !”
"There are strange and strange things causing chaos outside the gate of hell. I'm afraid the chaos inside hell has already turned upside down."
"well… "
Many people heard a thunder at the same time, followed by the entire fairy palace ruins shaking. Everyone subconsciously looked towards the side where the sound came from, and then felt that the sky above their heads suddenly darkened.
An Zheng pinched the mummy's neck and asked, "Does your soup taste good?"
An Zheng closed his eyes: "Didn't you seal off my senses? Then I will cooperate with you. I won't listen, see, smell, or even think about it. However, any mental attack that makes people enter hallucinations usually relies on the surrounding environment. The combination of the environment and the skills will guide the trapped person into his own imaginary dangerous environment. I will see how you guide me, and I will see how you make me go crazy. I will make a bet with you. Close yourself, if you are sure to kill me, you will win. If you can't kill me, I will kill you."
"I also want to ask you something."
An Zheng raised his middle finger. He didn't know what the exact meaning of the middle finger was, but Zi Luo's notes recorded that if he didn't like someone, he could give him the middle finger. An Zheng even thought that this was a curse at first.
The mummy was stunned for a moment, then struggled more violently. An Zheng punched it on the lower abdomen, and the mummy immediately stooped and screamed in pain. An Zheng picked up the pot and poured it directly into the mummy's mouth. The boiling hot soup was poured into the belly of the mummy, and its purple flesh skin was peeled off piece by piece.
The old woman picked up a rag in her hand. It was the rag she used to clean the table. It looked dark and disgusting. She threw it away, and the black rag turned into a huge black curtain. An Zheng couldn't help but clapped his hands after seeing it: "Not bad, not bad, it's really amazing."
The mummy screamed miserably, and the yellow-green teeth in its mouth exuded a foul odor.
An Zheng raised his middle finger. He didn't know what the exact meaning of the middle finger was, but Zi Luo's notes recorded that if he didn't like someone, he could give him the middle finger. An Zheng even thought that this was a curse at first.
This is a decision that can be made without hard thought, and most people choose to stay temporarily and find a way out. But An Zheng refused and chose to take risks.
"Now do you know what to fear?"
"Now do you know what to fear?"
"He is stubborn and has no respect for the way of heaven."
Tiandao's voice disappeared, and the distant dim light in front of An Zheng also disappeared. The surroundings once again fell into an unextricable darkness, and An Zheng once again lost all feeling. It was pitch black all around, and he couldn't hear his own voice or see anything around him. He wanted to raise his hand and put it in his mouth to bite it to see if there was any pain. However, when he raised his hand, he found that he could not find his mouth.
An Zheng threw the mummy out casually, and the iron pot hit the mummy's head.
This is a decision that can be made without hard thought, and most people choose to stay temporarily and find a way out. But An Zheng refused and chose to take risks.
"Am I not dead?"
He kicked the headless mummy away and strode onto the bridge. With every step he took, dense runes would appear on the stone slabs of the bridge. As An Zheng walked away, the runes would dim. Now that he's here, An Zheng has nothing to worry about. The only thing he can do is find the monk and take him back. The bridge didn't look long, but An Zheng walked across it as if he had crossed two worlds.
An extremely dull voice suddenly appeared, as if in everyone's ears. The voice sounded like it had just woken up from a deep sleep, but it had a soul-stirring feeling. Just as the question disappeared, another person's voice appeared.
"fuck your mother."
She glanced at An Zheng: "The soup is dirty, do you still want to drink it?"
"I also want to ask you something."
An extremely dull voice suddenly appeared, as if in everyone's ears. The voice sounded like it had just woken up from a deep sleep, but it had a soul-stirring feeling. Just as the question disappeared, another person's voice appeared.
"In this world, I do good and punish evil. I will do the same in hell."
An old woman in gray cloth sat at the end of the bridge. There was a table in front of her and a large pot on the table. The cauldron was still steaming and filled with boiling water. The old woman put her hand into the boiling water and pulled out a human hand. Perhaps because it had been boiled for too long, the flesh on the man's hands fell off when he lifted it up, and then fell back into the boiling water.
This is a decision that can be made without hard thought, and most people choose to stay temporarily and find a way out. But An Zheng refused and chose to take risks.
An Zheng suddenly stepped forward, and before the old woman could react, An Zheng grabbed her neck, grabbed her scalp with the other hand and tore it down fiercely: "Show me your true form. !”
The voice suddenly changed, like an old woman sighing.
Many people heard a thunder at the same time, followed by the entire fairy palace ruins shaking. Everyone subconsciously looked towards the side where the sound came from, and then felt that the sky above their heads suddenly darkened.
An Zheng didn't answer, but asked a question.
An Zheng crushed the skull of the mummy with his foot: "Whether it's on earth or in hell, even the way of heaven has no meaning in front of me. I practice the way of humanity."
The majestic voice seemed to be irritated after An Zheng groaned: "You are a stranger, but you wandered into the hell realm, and you offended the law of heaven. I will let you be trapped here forever, but you don't I will die and be alone forever.”
Across the bridge, on the river bank, many bright red flowers were blooming. These flowers have a unique look, with no leaves, just stems and flowers. It looks pretty from a distance, but when you get closer and take a closer look, you realize that the flowers look like human mouths stuck on the stems, with red tongues sticking out.
"well… "
He kicked the headless mummy away and strode onto the bridge. With every step he took, dense runes would appear on the stone slabs of the bridge. As An Zheng walked away, the runes would dim. Now that he's here, An Zheng has nothing to worry about. The only thing he can do is find the monk and take him back. The bridge didn't look long, but An Zheng walked across it as if he had crossed two worlds.
An Zheng suddenly stepped forward, and before the old woman could react, An Zheng grabbed her neck, grabbed her scalp with the other hand and tore it down fiercely: "Show me your true form. !”
An Zheng raised his middle finger. He didn't know what the exact meaning of the middle finger was, but Zi Luo's notes recorded that if he didn't like someone, he could give him the middle finger. An Zheng even thought that this was a curse at first.
An Zheng laughed: "I have a question I particularly want to ask you."
"There are strange and strange things causing chaos outside the gate of hell. I'm afraid the chaos inside hell has already turned upside down."
"He is stubborn and has no respect for the way of heaven."
An Zheng pinched the mummy's neck and asked, "Does your soup taste good?"
"The way of heaven."
Across the bridge, on the river bank, many bright red flowers were blooming. These flowers have a unique look, with no leaves, just stems and flowers. It looks pretty from a distance, but when you get closer and take a closer look, you realize that the flowers look like human mouths stuck on the stems, with red tongues sticking out.
This is a decision that can be made without hard thought, and most people choose to stay temporarily and find a way out. But An Zheng refused and chose to take risks.
"fuck your mother."