156. Life is like a fog or a dream, and you can be at ease even if conditions arise and conditions disappear.

Style: Science Author: General Ying YangWords: 2399Update Time: 24/01/12 20:22:02
"No help"

Bai Wuchang took a long step and chased after him. The moment he left the light curtain, the energy released showed a speed that was even higher than that of Hei Wuchang.

The corners of Chu Feng's mouth moved slightly, and his right hand was raised. In less than a breath, huge auspicious clouds came down from the sky, carrying thousands of people into the sky.

The sky in the underworld is obscure and makes people very uncomfortable when flying, so most people are quiet. Only a few talkative people encounter buildings such as Naihe Bridge, Huangquan, Sansheng Stone, and Iron Siege City. , murmured a few words in a low voice.

Due to the vast territory of the underworld, it took Xiangyun three or four days to arrive at a magnificent and glorious palace.

If you want to ask, what is the difference from the palaces I have seen before? Just one word - black.

Walking up the steps, I looked around. In front of the door that was several feet high, the light curtain was flowing. There was a hole the size of a person diagonally above. If I guessed correctly, it was forced open by Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang.

For safety reasons, Chu Feng left his true body outside, sent a paper man clone in, and attached a trace of his spiritual consciousness to it.

By doing this, even if there is danger inside, the loss will only be a paper person and a trace of consciousness, which is harmless.

The moment the clone passed through the hole, Chu Feng realized that it was not a palace at all, but a complete world.

The stars in the sky are bright, and from time to time, streams of fire fall down, and explosions occur, indicating that this world is very unstable.

The clone Chu Feng flew carefully. When encountering a place with dense flow of fire, it took some effort to avoid it at a distance.

After advancing four to five thousand miles, the terrain changed. On the left were mountains and mountains, and on the right there was a large lake connected to a large lake. Some were red magma, and some were blue ice. It was very strange.

In the middle, there is a golden avenue to the sky. Because the terrain keeps climbing, it stretches straight to the sky like a golden strip.

After advancing another one or two thousand miles, the clone Chu Feng found that flying had become very difficult and his speed slowed down.

With nothing to do, the avatar Chu Feng turned his attention to both sides. The left side was still undulating mountains, and the large lake on the right turned into a small suspended lake. There was nothing to support it, and the water just gathered in groups. In mid-air, it looks a bit like the legendary rootless water.

I don't know when, many buildings and Taoist platforms appeared in the mountains on the left. I entered a few and took a look around, and found some unnamed elixirs. The clone Chu Feng stuffed all of them into the wishing bottle.

After that, some classics were discovered one after another, some for cultivation, some for refining weapons, and some for refining elixirs. With the original intention of learning and progress, Chu Feng also stuffed all of them into the wish bottle.

Unknowingly, they had advanced for more than a thousand miles. Suddenly, there was an explosion in front of them. The sky was filled with gray gas, and a black and white figure vaguely appeared.

The clone Chu Feng sped up and finally caught up with Black and White Wuchang near a Taoist platform with a height of 100 feet.

"Three lives and three lifetimes, my name will be engraved in all lifetimes."

Hei Wuchang's black hair was disheveled, and he looked like a demon. One hundred tombstones appeared around him, all of them emitting dazzling light. They were spinning at extremely high speeds and crashed into the Taoist platform shrouded in blue light curtains at a terrifying speed.

White Wuchang sits cross-legged in the void, providing Yin Qi for Black Wuchang.

The clone Chu Feng frowned slightly and watched quietly.

"Three lives and three lifetimes, my name will be engraved in all lifetimes."

"Three lives and three lifetimes, my name will be engraved in all lifetimes."



Hei Wuchang kept attacking.

Four days and four nights passed, and Hei Wuchang, who looked like a demon, let out a roar.

The blue light curtain surrounding the Taoist platform dissipated, revealing the bare Taoist platform. Looking closely, the Taoist platform was not bare, but had a few humanoid ashes. There is also a line of small seal characters next to it - the end of reincarnation, everything will eventually come to an end.

"Yan Jun is dead, this is impossible, impossible!"

Hei Wuchang stood on the Taoist platform, looking lost.

Bai Wuchang stood aside with a sad face. Even though he had guessed the result, he still couldn't accept it.

"A thousand years, Lord Yan, you have lied to me for a thousand years! Everything is fake, fake, hahaha..."

Hei Wuchang laughed loudly, stumbling around like a madman!

"No help"

Bai Wuchang shouted worriedly.

"At the end of reincarnation, everything will eventually come to an end. Hahaha, I, Hei Wuchang, must also come to an end!"

Hei Wuchang raised his hands, and his body was immediately covered in blazing karma fire.

Bai Wu didn't see the situation, smiled bitterly, made the same action, and his body was also covered in blazing karma fire.

"You two, no"

The clone Chu Feng shouted.

Bai Wuchang turned around and looked at the clone Chu Feng, with a sad smile on his face.

"Impermanence, unity brings life, division brings death."

The clone Chu Feng sighed.

Soon, Bai Wuchang turned into two humanoid ashes, and a ball of light flew out from the ashes of Bai Wuchang.

The clone Chu Feng reached out to catch it and took a closer look. It turned out to be the Book of Life and Death.

The breeze blew, and the "Book of Life and Death" opened automatically, and names appeared one by one. There are tens of millions of people from all over the world.

As Chu Feng thought, Nie Xiaoqian's name appeared.

Nie Xiaoqian, eighteen years old, died in Guobei County.

The strange thing is that this name just flashed and turned into Nie Xiaoqian. Her life span is still unknown and her longevity is unknown.

"interesting"

The clone Chu Feng smiled slightly and disappeared.



Eight days later, at three quarters of noon, Chu Feng and Nie Xiaoqian were sitting next to each other on the steps in front of the old Lanruo Temple and today's Changsheng Taoist Temple.

"Come on, Pindao will tell you how to deal with the thousand-year-old centipede demon that is doing evil in the north."

Chu Feng held a strange-looking pen in his hand and drew on the book of life and death. It clearly stated that the Thousand-Year Centipede Demon still had a lifespan of more than a hundred years and the cause of death was violent death.

"How to do it?"

Nie Xiaoqian came over with a curious look on her face, staring at the Book of Life and Death without taking her eyes away.

"Changed to three quarters at noon on x day, x year."

Chu Feng put the pen into Nie Xiaoqian's hand, held it tightly, and started writing on the book of life and death.

"That's it, that's it?"

Nie Xiaoqian's lips were half-opened, with a cute expression on her face.

At the same time, thousands of miles away in the north, in a small town, the Millennium Centipede Monster, which cannibalized people wantonly, fell to the ground, and its soul flew towards the underworld.

One day later, in the square in front of Changsheng Taoist Temple. Thousands of Dao disciples stood in silence.

"I am a poor Taoist, today I ascend to the Holy Realm and say goodbye to you. You must do your best to promote my Taoist Gate of Immortality."

On the steps, Chu Feng, who was standing side by side with Nie Xiaoqian, said in a serious tone.

"Respect the Taoist Master's decree"

Thousands of people knelt down in unison, and the scene was very spectacular.

"Taoist Master, the slave family still doesn't know your Taoist name?"

Nie Xiaoqian quickly grabbed Chu Feng's sleeve and spoke in an urgent tone.

"The name is just a code name, so what if you know it, but if you don't know it, so what? Pindao is gone!"

Chu Feng floated into the air, his clothes flying, as if he was a man in a painting.

"Yin"

A dragon roar came from the nine heavens.

Then, a golden five-clawed dragon about a thousand feet long, carrying the purple energy all over the sky, rushed down into the clouds and held up Chu Feng.

"Poverty is gone"

Chu Feng stepped on the dragon's head and walked away with a smile on his face.

"Taoist Master"

Nie Xiaoqian, who had always been reserved and tactful, couldn't help shouting.

After a long time, silence returned to the sky.

"Meet the Master"

thousands of people shouted in unison.

Now that the Taoist priest is gone, Nie Xiaoqian will naturally be respected from now on.

"Life is like a mist or a dream, where fate arises and fate comes and goes, but you are still at ease."

Nie Xiaoqian left a sad word and walked into the hall.