Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up in Fengdu City. The sun had not completely set in the west, and in midsummer, it was supposed to be scorchingly hot, but at this moment, everyone felt a chill seeping from their bones, like an invisible ghost passing through their bodies. The wind is whirling in the wild, and the surroundings are silent. Everyone feels as if they are facing a big enemy. They stroke their swords and gather their Qi, lest something dirty will take advantage of them. After all, this is the ghost town of Fengdu.
At sunset, half of the sky was dyed by the bloody setting sun, which continued to press down to the horizon. The only remaining sky light was like a wounded swordsman, struggling to shine, but was drained of the last drop of blood, and the darkness came surging.
The wind blows continuously, sweeping the leaves and debris all over the street. The rustling sound is like a blunt knife grinding meat. The tightly closed window lattices and door leaves are blown and trembled. The rubble also made a sound of crisis, as if something was about to tear the barrier of the house, smash the shell of human beings, and bite those delicate and delicious flesh and blood.
The darkness has completely fallen, but there is an inextinguishable light in Feng this day. At the moment when the Golden Crow was falling to the west, the bright lights in Fengdu City lit up one after another, one after another, like a torch held by a celestial being, igniting a cluster of stars.
They are soul-guiding lamps left by the living to the dead. The lamp wick needs to be soaked in cow blood for seventy-seven forty-nine days. The lamp oil is refined from animal carcasses. It does not burn during the day, but it burns itself when night falls and goes out at sunrise. As long as the lamp is hung on the door Before, the relatives who passed away can find their way home. Its flames are orange-red like blood, and the eerie red light will turn the empty Fengdu into a gloomy ghost town overnight.
Everyone has heard the story about the Ghost Festival in Fengdu, but except for Jie Bian and Fan Wuyu, no one has seen it, because the living should not go out on this day, which is not only for their own protection, but also for the fear of ghosts.
The weapons and magic weapons possessed by many people began to tremble slightly, which was a warning to the increasingly powerful Yin Qi.
"The barrier in Fengdu is about to open." Xie Bian murmured worriedly.
Fan Wuxi clasped Xie Bian's shoulder: "Take me in."
Xie Bian turned his head to look at Fan Wuyi, his bright eyes reflected the red light of the soul-inducing lamp, and a drop of blood condensed in the center of his pupils, adding a bit of evil spirit, he suddenly held the hand, and said softly Said: "Xiao Jiu, elder brother will take you home."
Fan Wuxi was shocked all over, and his eyes widened suddenly.
At this moment, a huge force "slammed" into Fan Wuxi's body fiercely!
Fan Wuxi was disturbed by the sentence "Xiao Jiu", his vigilance slowed down a step, his body became stiff and numb, his five senses were clearly alive, but he was not under his control, this feeling was very strange, but he knew very well what happened However, Xie Bian used his own way to treat his own body, and he was caught.
The one who can get on him is naturally not some ordinary evil spirit, it must be a night swimmer! Ye You is very good at this skill, he used this trick when he helped them escape in Chidi City, and he seems to be able to control a well-cultivated Cangyu Sect elder with ease.
Fan Wu's spirit sank to his dantian, and his spirit power erupted, hitting his limbs and bones along the spirit pulse. Even if he was traveling at night, don't even think about making trouble in his body!
Fan Wushi's spiritual power is as powerful as the sea, and it will definitely damage Yeyou's cultivation. Naturally, Yeyou dare not stay in Fan Wushi's body for a long time, but the snap of his fingers is enough to do many things.
Fan Wuzhen couldn't move under the control of Yeyou, and watched Jiebi'an flying dragon take away the Wuwubi and Shanhesheji map from his hand like a flying dragon exploring the clouds.
As soon as Xie Bian got back the Infinite Bi, he forced out the evil that Fan Wushi had buried in his body.
When Fan Wuzhen recovered, Xie Bian had already collected the map of Shanhe Sheji into his Qiankun bag.
All this happened in just a moment, but the situation has been greatly reversed.
Fan Wuxi was so angry that his face turned pale, and his eyes were full of hatred: "Why didn't you call me back then... You planned it a long time ago!"
Xie Bi'an said calmly: "Soldiers never tire of cheating, between you and me, if you always lie to me, it would be boring."
Fan Wushi drew his sword and attacked Xie Bian: "Return the map of Shanhe Sheji."
"The Map of Mountains and Rivers has been the treasure handed down from ancient times by my daimyo clan." Xie Bi'an drew his sword to resist, "You are not of my clan's blood, so you don't deserve to have it. Now it is returned to the original owner."
"I'll let you know who is the master."
Xie Bian didn't like fighting, he dismantled Fan Wuxi's moves and kept retreating.
Fan Wuxi pressed each other step by step, Lan Chuihan was as quick as a ghost, flashing between the two of them, blocking Fan Wuxi's sword in time.
Xie Bian had a chance to breathe, and took advantage of the gap to open the entrance of the Yin-Yang Monument with Infinity Bi: "Yeyou, let's go!"
He expected that Fan Wuxi wouldn't dare to follow him straight into the Yin-Yang Monument, which was guarded by countless ghosts - not even when he had the map of the mountains, rivers and land in his hand.
He must return to Hades, as Cui Fujun said, no matter facing Fan Wuxi or Jiang Qulian, Hades is safer than the world. He has never worried about his own life and death, but this worm in his belly can cause The golden elixir of great disaster can never be obtained by anyone.
Just as he was about to cross the Yin-Yang Monument and return to the Netherworld, an accident happened.
Qi Mengsheng made a sudden attack and erected an ice wall in front of Xie Bian. She shouted: "You don't want to bring him back to Jiuyou!"
It's not unreasonable for Qi Mengsheng to be so anxious. The ten thousand layers of yin energy in the netherworld can do great damage to the body of a living person. Unless they are people with extremely strong yang energy, they will suffer from a serious illness at the slightest level, and even become mentally disturbed or suffer from lifelong chronic diseases. When Xie Bian was just brought back to the underworld, he was still a baby in his swaddling arms, and he could only survive because of the enchantment set by Zhong Kui in Tianshi Palace. Even then, he had to return to the world to replenish his yang energy.
And Cheng Yanzhi is a living dead who has to rely on the seven-star life-continuing lamp to hang his breath. His body is extremely fragile. How can he withstand the erosion of Yin Qi
Xie Bian originally planned to bring Cheng Yanzhi back to Tianshi Palace immediately, so that this body would not be affected too much, but Qi Mengsheng didn't know.
Qi Mengsheng made a move, and Xianmeng couldn't stand on the sidelines naturally. Li Buyu drew his sword and split the ice wall from it: "Emperor, hurry up." With a hundred years of cultivation, and the blessings of countless elixir and elixir and Shushan Cave Mansion, no matter it is cultivation or swordsmanship, he is worthy of being a generation of immortals. The power of this sword is not old at all.
However, Fan Wuxi has already caught up with this delay. Ting Mo in his hand turned into silver light as fast as a shadow, and the ferocity of Zongxuan's swordsmanship could be fully seen by his hands. Xie Bian has always felt that such an aggressive and aggressive swordsmanship is not suitable for him, but it is very suitable for Mozun, and the viciousness that is eager to kill people is almost complementary to him.
Xie Bian and Lan Chuihan took Fan Wude's extremely sharp sword together. The origin of Junlan's swordsmanship was Xie Bian.
Seeing the tacit and harmonious appearance of the two of them, Fan Wuxi was filled with jealousy. Of course he knew that there was nothing wrong with them, especially after they knew the origin of their past and present lives. But his jealousy does not only stem from his possessive desire for his wife, he also cannot tolerate his eldest brother having other "brothers". The deepest friendship he has ever had, he is unwilling to share anything between him and his elder brother with anyone, but what he can't ask for, Lan Chuihan can easily get it!
The three fought for dozens of rounds, and the outcome was hard to tell.
Suddenly, a large number of yin and errands poured out of the Yin-Yang Monument, and Ye You came to rescue them.
When ghosts only appear sporadically, living people cannot see without some means, but when they appear in large numbers, the sudden increase of Yin Qi breaks the balance of Yin and Yang. The things in the world are generally visible.
Not only the ghosts were exposed under the moonlight, but also the ghosts who came back to visit their relatives in the yang world had nothing to hide. They came one after another in white clothes, chanting words, drifting past under the blood-red soul lamp, seeing People shudder.
Facing countless errands, Fan Wuzhen took the soul card to control the soul, Ye You took the opportunity to drag Jie Bian into the Netherworld, and at the same time closed the Yin-Yang Monument.
Xie Bian looked at the huge stone tablet standing in front of him, and did not move for a long time.
"Impermanence." Yeyou urged, "Fu Jun is waiting for you."
"I'm a little worried..." Xie Bian was worried about Lan Chuihan. He had seen the murderous intent towards Lan Chuihan in Fan Wushi's eyes several times, so he just hid back in the Netherworld. What about Lan Chuihan? What happened to the monks of Xianmeng.
"I received 20,000 errands, I can work for a while, let's go."
"I'm going back to Tianshi Palace, you ask Mr. Cui to come to Tianshi Palace to find me, and tell him that I have a reason to stay in Tianshi Palace."
"Your Majesty is waiting for you at the Heavenly Master's Palace. The enchantment left by the Heavenly Master can deal with the Red King."
"Walk."
The two quickly returned to Tianshi Palace.
Bo Zhu was looking at each other from a distance at the door, and when he saw him, she burst into tears, as if every time she parted, she was afraid that she would never see him again.
Xie Bian hastily comforted him a few words before entering the room. Cui Jue was pacing back and forth in the main hall. Although he didn't show obvious impatience on his face, he was full of uneasiness kicking and kicking between his heels.
"You're back." Cui Jue breathed a sigh of relief, "The Mozun really has been following you, but fortunately I let Xunyou follow you."
"Fortunately, there are two parades, otherwise it will not only be difficult to get out of trouble this time, but also impossible to obtain such a magic weapon." Xie Bian took out the map of Shanhe Sheji.
Cui Jue's eyes lit up: "Could it be..."
"That's right, it's the map of Shanhe Sheji of my daimyo Zong." Xie Bian said with emotion, "Finally it has returned to its original owner." When the map of Shanhe Sheji was stolen, Zong Minghe was furious, although no one could control this treasure for three generations. , but after all, it was a treasure heirloomed by the ancestors, so he lost it in his own hands. He really lost face, so he concealed the news and tracked it down secretly. Everyone knew that Zong Zixiao must have done it, but Zong Minghe didn't die Can bring this heirloom back. When he succeeded to the throne, although he felt a little regretful, he didn't look for it anymore. It was not until the ancestral tomb of his mother's clan was destroyed in this treasure's hands that he regretted not getting it back. He often thought, if he didn't indulge his eldest son Xiao, the eldest son Xiao might not have the chance to become a Demon Lord.
"Yes, it's returned to its original owner." Cui Jue asked with some expectation, "Bian, can you use it?"
Xie Bian felt uneasy: "I don't know, I haven't tried it."
"Maybe try it."
Xie Bian hesitated, he was afraid that he would lose face if he could not control the heirlooms of his family as the emperor, he was indeed curious, but he had a subtle evasion, and finally shook his head: "There are more important things , Mr. Cui Fu, Hua Xiangrong handed over Cheng Yanzhi's body to me."
"oh?!"
Jie Bian released the ice coffin and enlarged it to its original size. Bo Zhu was startled and shouted "what the hell".
Cui Jue is a scholar, and he has a strong thirst for knowledge during his life and after his death. Other underworld generals may bring back various things from the underworld, but Cui Jue almost only needs books, and most people burn books when they enshrine him, so this There are few things in the world that he has never seen or heard, and the things in front of him rarely arouse his curiosity. He walked around the ice coffin three times, shook his head and nodded, and finally sighed: "Absurd, really absurd. I have been in the underworld for hundreds of years, and I have seen all kinds of human beings, and such a thing has never been heard before."
Xie Bian felt that he should have many emotions, but now he was very indifferent. He was used to facing absurdity and ugliness, and he became numb.
"Just leave him in Tianshi Palace. It's safe here. With him here, Qi Mengsheng can be restrained."
"...Qi Mengsheng threatened me with the golden coffin and jade policy." Xie Bian frowned, "I have to find a way to get back the golden coffin and jade policy."
"Let Night Tour try."
"Yeyou just attacked Fan Wuzhen, Qi Mengsheng is prepared, besides, it is her biggest bargaining chip now, she must be very careful, she won't get it easily."
"I'll wait for the opportunity." Yeyou said.
"Thank you for the parade." Xie Bian cupped his hands, "It was thanks to your help just now."
Night Tour waved his hand.
"I also really need the golden coffin and jade policy." Cui Jue said solemnly, "I am afraid that only the golden coffin and jade policy can solve Jiang Qulian's ultimate goal."
Xie Bian was surprised and said, "What does Fujun mean? Could it be that the Red King is also the reincarnation of heaven and man?"
"I only know that his past and present lives cannot be reflected on the Sansheng Stone." Cui Jue pondered, "But he is not like the reincarnation of a celestial being. The celestial beings have gone through calamities, and they rarely go astray. You usually fail through calamities and reincarnate in the human realm, no matter how deviant you are, you will rarely fall into the lower three realms."
"Then why can't the Sansheng Stone reflect him?"
"He came to ask me the same question, and I answered him that there are only two possibilities, either the reincarnation of a celestial being or the reincarnation of Asura." Cui Jue said, "With his temperament, the latter is very likely.
"Asura..."
The Asura Dao belongs to the upper three of the Six Realms of Reincarnation, second only to the Dao of Heaven. It is also immortal like the gods and transcends reincarnation. However, Asuras are like gods but not gods. They have the power of gods but no divinity. They cannot get rid of human beings. Seven emotions and six desires, arrogant, warlike, doing things in one's own way, both good and evil. Most of the asuras are talented, but they cultivate the Tao without cultivating their hearts. When they cultivate to the extreme, they become monsters with supernatural power and no virtue. They stay in the world for fear of becoming a disaster, and they are not accepted by the gods. And the Asura Road was born. Millions of years ago, those earthlings who could stand against the gods, only those who were willing to obey Emperor Haotian could ascend to heaven, and most of the rest went to the Asura Dao. A place of exile for the fellows. But asuras are extremely rare, and they will not easily enter reincarnation. Xie Bian has lived in the underworld for more than 20 years, and has never seen one.
"If his Three Lives and Three Lives are really recorded in the golden casket and jade policy, then he has already seen it." Xie Bian said solemnly, "Actually, I wanted you to find a way to find out Jiang Qulian's past. Only by going back to the source can we know his real purpose, I didn't mention it before, because I was afraid that you would reject me because it was against the law of the underworld."
Cui Jue said helplessly: "In an extraordinary time, an extraordinary plan was used. In order to catch Jiang Qulian, what kind of means are used? It's really impossible to find out."
"Then how did Fan Wuxi know..." Xie Bian said to himself, "He doesn't seem to be playing tricks, he must know something."
"what do you know?"
"He knew that Jiang Qulian and Lan Chuihan had a deep connection in their previous lives, and said they were..." Xie Bian was inexplicably embarrassed, "It's a fateful mandarin duck."
Cui Jue showed a surprised look: "Really?"
"Fan Wuzhen and Jiang Qulian have probably met each other in the past three years, and even planned something, but Fan Wuzhen is hiding it, there is a conspiracy that we can't guess, and Jiang Qulian has not shown up so far, which makes me even more worried .”
"Doesn't Lan Chuihan know anything?"
Xie Bian hesitated for a moment: "I think, what does he know? He is likely to be like me at the beginning. Jiang Qulian triggered the memory of his previous life. Over the years, he has been reminded of some specious and difficult to distinguish fragments. I am very worried. he."
"If we can't get the golden coffin and jade policy for a while, then if we want to solve the mystery of Jiang Qulian's life experience, we can only rely on Lan Chuhan."
Xie Bian's heart sank, he took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "Master Cui, there are many people who don't want to remember the past, the irreparable love and hatred that fell into the past life, It's a cruel thing."
"It's very cruel, but don't forget, the relationship between you and the demon king is likely to be in this life. What about Lan Chuihan? No one can say for sure, but it's up to him to decide whether to remember it or not."
Jie Bian thought of all the pressure on his shoulders, and lowered his head overwhelmed.