Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, this is the collective name for the vast world. It is because the distribution is even in the vast vast sky. This Cang Yun Tian is already vast and vast. Even if the second step monks don't use the World Transmission Formation, it will be difficult for them to reach the other side of the sky within tens of millions of years.
"Netherworld?" Chu Cheng raised his head and looked at the black figures, and finally his eyes stayed on the headless figure.
There are nine heavens in the Canghai Realm. Chu Cheng only knew about the Cangyun Sky and did not know about the other heavens.
"How the hell did you end up in this land of the living dead? This Netherworld is said to be an extension of Huangquan Hell, and there are ghosts everywhere. And although the people here have the same cultivation system, their techniques are extremely weird. They are breeding Ghosts use ghosts as their own strength. Therefore, people in other worlds call the monks in Netherland Heaven ghost cultivators."
"In Netherworld, the most terrifying thing is not people. It's ghosts. Although monks control ghosts, they need to be fed with blood day and night, otherwise they will suffer backlash. In the end, there will be neither humans nor ghosts, and the ghosts will devour flesh and blood. Died violently!"
Zhang Mobai frowned, and the sun shone brightly on his body. In an instant, it enveloped the world for thousands of miles, causing those black shadows to burn into fireworks and disappear into ashes.
The headless ghost king was dyed into aura by the fireworks in just one encounter.
"I have heard of this Netherworld. This is a world where the dead and the living live together. Although there are not many living people, it is the most powerful among the nine vast universes. These ghosts are just the latest. But it does not mean that , there are no powerful ghosts.”
"Some ghosts have become ghosts and gods. Although they are dead, they are immortal. Every time they are born, it is a disaster. I don't know how many living beings are swallowed alive by them. Even other heavens will suffer disaster."
"Among the nine heavens, the Nether Sky is the strongest and the Day Sky is the weakest. There is a certain correlation between the strongest and the weakest. Because ghosts and gods are born, there is not much flesh and blood in the Netherworld. Therefore, once they are born, they will definitely come to the White Sky. middle."
"For countless years, countless creatures in the sky have died at the hands of ghosts and gods."
"Since there are many ghosts but few, where do these ghosts come from?" Chu Cheng frowned and looked in all directions.
Under the light and sunshine, those ghostly things have long since disappeared. It's just that there is still a heavy black air in the sky and the earth, and this light cannot dissipate.
"Because this is an extension of the underworld. It is very likely that the underworld is hidden. It makes the birth and expansion of these ghosts endless. They cannot be eliminated."
Taoist Wuya looked a little ugly and said: "It's really unlucky. I just came out of Zhongzhou Continent and came to the land of the netherworld."
"Once upon a time, for the sake of Bai Ritian's clarity, many other Cangyu's supreme powers came here to join forces to eliminate ghosts. One was to suppress the emergence of ghosts and gods, and the second was to allow Bai Ritian to have time to breathe. The third was to , is to prevent other Cangyu from being infested by ghosts. If Bairitian falls, then Bairitian will become the second Netherworld. Once it spreads, it will be a big blow to other Cangyu."
"It's a pity that that battle. Although billions of ghosts were destroyed, those strong ones were almost dead. Among them, my immortal master." Wu Yadao spoke, his tone was a little lonely and uncomfortable. Extremely.
He cursed and said: "The old immortal really thought he was immortal. Damn it, when he died, I didn't even reach the second step. The old immortal had many enemies. After he died, they all swarmed. It was weighing on my head. I said it had nothing to do with him, but those people just said that I was his illegitimate son, and I looked like that."
"I refuted their words, saying that I am so beautiful and handsome, how could I be so ugly? Now that I look at it, I look like a damn person. That old immortal It's really possible that he is my biological father."
"Fellow Taoist Wuya...your master...no, who is your father?" Zhang Mobai asked in confusion. Having a disciple like Taoist Wuya must not be an unknown person.
"My real name is Qiu Si Dad, and that old man's name is Qiu Si Zi. Damn it, now that I think about it, the old man must be my father, otherwise he wouldn't be called Si Zi, and I wouldn't be called Si Dad."
"...."
Chu Cheng coughed, Taoist Wuya's name had some profound meaning.
"Qiu Sizi? Could it be Qiuzi Tianzun?" Zhang Mobai thought and murmured, thinking of a strong man.
This is a powerful man who has been famous for a long time. He once had a close battle with Yan Zun and was already in the middle stage of the realm of destruction. It's just that we rarely see traces of him when we get to the back. Unexpectedly, he died in the Netherworld.
"It's Tianzun Qiuzi. Qiuzi, please give me a son. Damn it, now I am even more certain that he is my father." Taoist Wuya coughed and spit out a mouthful of yellow and thick phlegm towards the ground.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Mobai frowned and his face became ugly.
Chu Cheng saw that Zhang Mobai's face was a little pale, and his brows were also wrinkled, and he said: "Qiuzi Tianzun, Tianzun...could he be the great master of the realm of destruction?"
Taoist Wuya nodded and said: "The old immortal was in the middle of the realm of annihilation. Before he died, the clone was still there. I was still in seclusion at that time, so he ran in and cried with me, his nose running, and hugged me tightly. , saying that he was sorry for me, and the only thing he couldn’t bear to worry about was my son. He told me not to go to the Netherworld in the future. There was an extremely terrifying existence there, and then it disappeared. "
"I can't worry about his son, so I want to give him peace of mind after his death. I also tried hard to find his bloodline everywhere, but I couldn't find it."
"...."
Chu Cheng coughed again and said, "What did your master's clone tell you before it disappeared?"
Taoist Wuya thought for a while, and after a long time, he suddenly hugged Zhang Mobai who was closest to him tightly.
"Get out of here! You..." Before Zhang Mobai could finish speaking, he heard howling and crying, and his tears and nose instantly melted into a ball.
"My son! My son! The one I worry about the most is my son!" Taoist Wuya clenched his hands into fists and slapped Zhang Mobai's back hard.
Then Taoist Wuya let go of his hand, and the tears and nose shrank back again.
"That's what the old man said."
Zhang Mobai's face turned even darker, and his clothes were stained with yellow snot.
He took out his handkerchief and wiped away the sticky matter on his shoulders and shoulders. He turned his head and glanced at Chu Cheng, and found that the other person's eyes were also looking at him.
Both of them smiled helplessly and fell on Taoist Wuya at the same time.
"What do you think I did? Just now I completely interpreted the old immortal's words during his lifetime. It can be said to be lifelike."
"Grandpa... the old immortal you are talking about is indeed your father. That sentence was meant for you." Mo Xiaoba hesitated for a long time and finally spoke.
Taoist Wuya has been outstanding in talent and understanding since childhood. But he is clueless in this regard.
He couldn't think straight for a moment and was stunned. After a long time, I actually sat on the ground, bursting into tears and burst into tears.
"Dad, my son is unfilial! I just realized that you are my biological father! My son is unfilial!"
Chu Cheng was not surprised by Taoist Wuya's actions.
Zhang Mobai just glanced at Taoist Wuya, then looked at Chu Cheng and said: "It seems that this place is indeed dangerous. Even the powerful man who claims to be immortal has fallen here. And it's not just Tianzun Qiuzi. Those powerful men who descended into the Netherworld are all cultivators in the realm of destruction. I’m waiting here, don’t be distracted yet, I still have someone to take care of you.”
Chu Cheng nodded and said: "You are right. Even the great masters of the realm of destruction will perish here, let alone us."
"I didn't expect that I'm waiting for the second step to be powerful. Even the immortals in the eyes of mortals must be careful here, for fear of causing death." Zhang Mobai shook his head and sighed. If other Cangyu, with the strength of the three of them, can dominate a party, even a land lord will retreat if they see it.
But here, the strongest ones are not the monks. But a ghost. Ghosts are different from monks. They have no intention and no intelligence, they just kill. It is a dead thing, so naturally it will not be afraid of death. Those monks will still be wary of those who have the strength to fight, but ghosts will not.
"Fellow Taoist Wuya said that before Qiuzi Tianzun disappeared, he told him that there was an extremely terrifying existence in the Netherworld. It must be above ghosts and gods, and the deaths of those great powers in the realm of destruction were all because of that thing. As long as we are more careful. , just keep a low profile and don’t attract the attention of that ghost, and there shouldn’t be much of a problem.”
"In addition to that ghost, you also need to pay attention to those ghosts and gods. After all, ghosts and gods are comparable to the realm of destruction. They are not invincible to us."
Chu Cheng nodded, then shook his head. Said: "That's right. The four of us cannot be separated at this moment. We will wait until we return to daylight before leaving. Now, if fellow Taoist Wuya can die as soon as possible, as long as he does not meet the most terrifying ghost. , we won’t have to worry about our lives. Furthermore, this is the Netherworld, for me it’s like a fish in water, a dragon in the ocean.”
"Like a fish in water, a dragon in the ocean?" Zhang Mobai was puzzled.
Chu Cheng just smiled and murmured in his heart.
"Wherever there is death energy, that is where I am invincible. If there is enough death energy, Huangquan can reach Kongwei with just one finger."
At that time, Chu Cheng used the human heart technique to make Ji Ji's death come true, and then fought for his death with a finger of underworld, displaying a power that was infinitely close to the sky realm. Only then did Ji Ji consume half of his strength, making Ji Ji's death come true again. Difficult to enter the sky.
The will to die in Extreme Stingy Life and Death is extremely strong, but it is still not as good as this Netherworld. This is, after all, an extension of the underworld.
"The extension of hell is that I don't know if there is a road to the real hell." Chu Cheng's eyes lit up.
He is not planning to leave the Netherworld as soon as possible, and wants to stay here to find the birthplace of those endless ghosts.
Naturally, these ghosts did not appear out of thin air. But in other worlds, you come and go. As long as you find that place, you may be able to find the road to the real hell.
Chu Cheng raised his head and glanced at the dim sky, and said: "The nights are long and there are many dreams, so it's better to find a place to stay as soon as possible. Fellow Taoist Wuya!"
Taoist Wuya was still crying and his nose was running. After hearing this, he stood up and choked up: "The old man is sad, what do you want me to do?"
"If you are sad and want to cry, it is not too late to cry again when you find a place to stay. It is getting dark now. There is no such black mist in the sky and earth during the day. It appears once dusk, which means that ghosts only appear at night. . If it gets late at night, I’m afraid there will be more ghosts.”
Chu Cheng's eyes fell on the girl again and said: "As monks, we don't have to worry about being possessed by ghosts, but Miss Mo is different. She is still a mortal now. If you continue to delay, you, who is like a close relative, are My granddaughter’s life will be in danger.”
When Taoist Wuya heard this, his body suddenly trembled, and the snot that flowed out of his nose was sucked into his nose.
"What you said makes sense. Let's go then."
"Take care when traveling, and try to go to a place where death is indifferent." Chu Cheng said again.
Often, the stronger the death aura, the higher the probability of powerful ghosts appearing. The place they were in was relatively dense. Therefore, a ghost king comparable to the Tribulation Realm appeared.
It's just that the ghost king was unlucky and met three powerful men in the mysterious realm, and was wiped out by the power of light and sun in a single encounter.
The four of them flew along the indifferent land of death, concealing their auras and restraining their vitality along the way. To prevent being noticed by ghosts.
The demonic clone appears again, replacing the real person. Because the deity is a living body, ethereal like a god. In the dark night, there is a bright light in the eyes of those ghosts, which is easy to detect.
The sky gradually darkened, and four hours later, it was already late at night. Relying on the idea of shielding life, everyone avoided hundreds of thousands of ghosts along the way.
None of these ghosts reached the second step. But everyone didn't want to cause trouble and didn't take action.
Finally, they came to a mountain range that was extremely lifeless. This mountain range covers an area of only ten miles. I also saw a lot of houses here.
There are people living here, and it is the first time Chu Cheng and others have seen the residence of living people after traveling hundreds of thousands of miles.
In a mountain villa, the walls are lit by night lights and it is pitch black. Only one room had a faint light. There is white silk everywhere.
It was a mourning hall.
The door of the mourning hall was tightly closed, but the cold night wind was still blowing by, and there were still some small gaps between the doors and windows to let the wind in.
The burning candles in the mourning hall flickered in the wind, casting strange shadows on the ground. These were all extensions of the spiritual tablets under the light.
In the silence of the house, there seemed to be some voice whispering, like crying, but it seemed like there was no voice. It's just that the sound of the cool breeze blowing the window paper sounds a little unreal, but it feels like it's close to my ears.
There was only one person keeping vigil in the entire mourning hall all night long.
When the deceased dies, the loved ones must keep vigil all night.
This is a young man wearing mourning clothes, his whole head is hidden under the mourning hat, and his face cannot be seen clearly.
The young man's eyes were bloodshot and his tears had dried. He clenched his fists tightly with both hands, his nails dug into his palms, and blood overflowed.
For some reason, the wind became even faster. The temperature in the room instantly dropped to the cold winter level, and the whining and crying became louder.
The windows and doors rattled in the impact of the wind, but the young man seemed to ignore all this.
Although he felt that there was a pair of eyes outside the door, watching all this.
His eyes kept falling on the copper basin in front of him that was already full of burned paper ashes.
The whispers behind him became clearer, and in a strong gust of wind, the door suddenly opened with a creak.
Under the remaining candle, the young man saw a long shadow extending beside him.
