Chapter 120, Zhenwu forbidden area.

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"Are there powerful ferocious beasts in the forbidden area?" Chen Xuan couldn't help but ask.

Gu Heyi looked at Chen Xuan and said, "There are no ferocious beasts in the forbidden land. It's just that while receiving inheritance, some important things will be lost."

"Will you lose it by gaining it? It doesn't matter, I'm going to break into the forbidden area."

In this way, Chen Xuan, led by Gu Heyi, went to the forbidden area of ​​​​Zhenwuyuan.

"The forbidden area of ​​the Zhenwu Academy is guarded by these two saints, Ling Yue Qingfeng. The left elder Ling Yue guards the barrier of life and death, and the right elder Qingfeng guards the treasure pavilion. One on the left and one on the right, they protect the important places of the Zhenwu Academy."

"Saint!? Elder, if you don't tell me, I will forget it. Our Zhenwu Academy has a saint in charge. Once the saint takes action, the dozens of demon kings are simply not enough." Chen Xuan's eyes lit up.

After hearing this, Gu Heyi shook his head, "They will not take action unless the opponent is a saint."



When they arrived at the forbidden area, they saw Elder Ling Yue, who was drinking tea with Elder Qingfeng at this moment.

When she heard that someone wanted to use the magic power to teach her, she did not hesitate. She rolled up her sleeves and robe, and the Yin and Yang Tai Chi diagram on the door of life and death seemed to be inspired. The Yin and Yang fish on the two ends rotated unsteadily and made a roaring sound.

Then, a deep passage opened in front of Chen Xuan. At first glance, it was bottomless and there was only endless darkness. If it could swallow people's hearts, it would give people a sense of fear from the bottom of their hearts.

"Once you enter life and death, it's hard to turn back. All reincarnations in the world of mortals are empty. Go forward. Whether you succeed or not, you can retreat knowing the difficulty."

Elder Ling Yue said the last word, and with a curl of flames, a curtain of fire and auspicious clouds immediately appeared under Chen Xuan's feet, lifting his body and flying towards the barrier of life and death.

"Xiaoqi!"

After receiving the news, the senior sisters rushed forward and seemed to want to persuade him, but the door of life and death was already closed. Chen Xuan was no longer in sight, leaving only the calm Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram on the door.

At the same time, Chen Xuan was walking in the barrier of life and death. After a short period of darkness, a black river appeared in front of him. It was dark and deep. On the side where he was, the air was filled with strong vitality, but on the other side of the river, there was There was dead silence, giving people an extremely depressing atmosphere.

At this glance, Chen Xuan felt that this river was like the legendary Huangquan River leading to the Nine Netherworld. It separated the two realms of Yin and Yang, and separated life and death. People who walked from the world of life to the world of death represented death. And those who enter the world of life from the dead are reborn.

On the thin line between life and death, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other.

Looking at the river, Chen Xuan suddenly felt something and had a better understanding of the way of cultivation.

Looking again at this time, I was surprised to find a bridge in the river. There was an old lady beside the bridge, holding a bowl in her hand. There was soup in the bowl, but she didn't know what kind of soup it was.

"The river is Huangquan River, and the bridge is Naihe Bridge. Then the old man holding a half bowl of soup must be Po Meng."

Chen Xuan thought of the theories about secular ghosts and gods, and it was strikingly similar to the scene he saw at the moment, so he came to the conjecture that he had come to the passage of the underworld?

Seeing Chen Xuan, the old lady smiled at him. Her face was somewhat similar to that of Elder Ling Yue. However, the former's body was illusory and seemed to be between the tangible and the intangible, making it impossible to see through. During this smile, Chen Xuan suddenly felt cold all over. Because there was a light in the old lady's eyes that could confuse people.

"Young man, do you want some soup?" the old lady holding a half bowl of soup spoke.

"What kind of soup is in your bowl?" Chen Xuan walked over.

"A good soup that can make people forget their pain." The old lady said.

Chen Xuan frowned: "Am I really in the underworld? So what? With my true intention and adhering to the way of cultivation, I can achieve immortality. What can the ghosts and gods of hell do to me?"

Suddenly, he had another thought and thought to himself: "This life and death barrier is an experience. In this case, everything in front of me is an illusion, used to confuse my mind. If I understand the truth of life and death, all barriers will be broken. , obtain the magical power of suppressing the teaching, and become the dean."

Chen Xuan suddenly became enlightened. He took the bowl of soup from the old lady and drank it. The soup was still hot, but a little bitter and not very good. Even though he knew that everything in front of him was an illusion, it was confusing. Life and death, but after tasting this bowl of soup, Chen Xuan felt the reality.

The old lady looked at him with a big smile. Seeing that he had finished the soup, she said, "Do you want to go over now?"

"Yeah." Chen Xuan nodded.

"Do you know where this bridge leads?" the old lady asked.

"I don't know." Chen Xuan shook his head.

"Then why did you go there?" the old lady asked again.

"Because walking across this bridge allows me to know the truth about life and death." Chen Xuan looked calm.

The old lady looked at him strangely, and after a while she said, "Why haven't you forgotten?"

"Why should I forget?" Chen Xuan asked.

He knew that this was a realm of life and death drawn by a predecessor of the Zhenwu Academy after he understood the truth about life and death based on the theory of ghosts and gods in the world. Even though there is the Huangquan River, Naihe Bridge, and Meng Po Tang, as long as you stick to your heart, What will happen if you drink Meng Po Soup? As long as there is no resentment in the heart, there will be no pain, and if there is no pain, there is no need to forget.

After saying that, Chen Xuan returned the bowl to the old lady and walked onto the bridge in front of him. His heart was always as clear as a mirror, without a trace of distracting thoughts. Just like in the beginning, he came pure and left pure.

The old lady gave him a confused look, and her half-corporeal and half-solid body disappeared strangely.

Chen Xuan didn't look back, and walked from the beginning of the bridge to the end of the bridge, from the world of life to the world of death. Suddenly, the wind in front of him was like clouds, condensed into a ball, and the cold wind blew from all sides. In his ears, he heard the howling of ghosts and wolves. Voice.

He stopped walking, closed his eyes and realized it quietly. In his mind came the image of a bull-headed horse-face, the King of Hell, and many wandering ghosts. There were even many disheveled people with green faces and fangs who could not be reincarnated because they had done all the evil deeds during their lives. The evil ghost's lonely soul.

These were the endless evil thoughts in hell, invading his mind and trying to disrupt his mind.

But Chen Xuan's expression did not change, he sat on the same spot and made out the practice seal.

There are words in his mouth: "There is no end to the sea of ​​suffering. When I turn around, I will reach the shore. With my heart, I will persevere..."

The spiritual energy circulated and turned into pure blood. It burned fiercely. The warm power drove away the cold and cold air around it. The condensed clouds were impacted by the righteous energy and quickly dissipated. All demons and ghosts were expelled from the sea of ​​spiritual thoughts. .

No matter how chaotic the world of death was, he still sat still, with pride and righteousness in his heart, fearless between heaven and earth.

Unknowingly, the power of fourteen meridians circulated in his body, driving the blood flames to spread in the world of death. Righteous energy filled every corner of this world. Even the Huangquan River was affected by the blazing heat of the blood flames. After being burned and gradually dried up, the Naihe Bridge even developed cracks and eventually collapsed, and both the bridge and the river disappeared in an instant.