My brother is so stable

On this narrow path, Ji Wuyou pressed down with his left hand, wisps of pure, cold mist quickly gathered and condensed into a gray cloud, supporting the figures of the five people.

Then, continue to fly forward along the narrow path;

But after a while, they flew out of this endless fog, and their field of vision was 'filled' by a magnificent black mountain.

The shape of this mountain is like a stone tablet, with solid black stones on it, and three blood-red complicated characters written on it...

Ji Wuyou said indifferently: "Youming East, we're here."

Li Changshou secretly sighed;

In this situation, suddenly there is a smell of the bus arriving at the station in the previous life.

Fortunately, the master didn't say the next sentence, "please clock in when you get on the bus", otherwise it might not be possible to "drip" something.

……

Just when Li Changshou's Paper Taoist had just arrived in the Netherworld;

Heavenly Court, in front of the East Heaven Gate.

Thousands of heavenly soldiers guarding the gate each stood with spears, all eyes focused on the cloud road not far away.

There were a few old men there, who were constantly talking about something around a handsome young Taoist, but the latter's eyes were very firm, and he kept moving forward step by step.

"Young master, you still have Tianya Pavilion to take care of, so why come to Heaven to be a soldier!"

"If the old lady found out, how sad she would be!"

"What's so good about Heaven? As long as you practice steadily and steadily in the future, you will definitely grow up and give birth to Dao Fruit, and inherit this family business!"

"enough!"

Bian Zhuang shouted softly, looked up at the white jade pillar of Tianmen carved with many auspicious clouds, with starlight in his eyes, and said with emotion:

"I don't want an unchanging life of cultivation!

The way that has been arranged is not my way, my way is right under my feet, and I need to walk out step by step!

Heaven, here is my dream! "

The old men were immediately overwhelmed by these few words, and didn't know how to persuade them for a while.

Bian Zhuang moved his feet and quickly arrived in front of Tianmen.

And hearing Bian Zhuang's words, those heavenly soldiers were all moved!

What a confident spirit this young Taoist is, what a noble pursuit of immortality!

The heavenly generals within the Tianmen looked at each other, and their eyes shone brightly.

Could it be that Heaven is about to come to a talent?

At this moment, an old man couldn't help but sighed deeply:

"Young master! What kind of dream are you talking about!"

Bian Zhuang's eyes were full of longing, and he said with emotion: "That fairy is my dream!

Only here can I find my dream! "

"Your dream changes every few years! There are so many girls in Tianya Pavilion, young master, none of you can make it come true!"

"Young master, tell me a word, there are many dreams! There are also various kinds, and they will never be repeated!"

Eh……

This group of heavenly soldiers and generals are all covered with black lines on their foreheads;

A celestial general rolled his eyes, and immediately sent an order secretly to all the celestial soldiers in front of the gate of heaven.

However, Bian Zhuang arrived in front of the East Heaven Gate without turning his head, cupped his hands forward, and shouted:

"Bian Zhuang, a Qi refiner, has come to the Heavenly Court today!"

"roll!"

A group of heavenly soldiers shouted in unison.

Chapter 237 The Little Ghost is Difficult

Li Changshou was a little disappointed when he first met Netherworld.

This is far too far from the land of reincarnation that he had imagined before.

On the edge of the nether world, all you can see is barbarism and there is no order at all; some fierce ghosts and ghosts are wandering around, and even many traces of evil spirits and beasts can be found.

This is not too different from the bloody barren land recorded in classical books.

Fly forward across [Youming East], the farther you fly, the less gray fog, and the wider your vision will be.

It's a pity that I can't see the Wang River full of wronged souls, and I can't see the Santu River that divides life and death;

I can't find the ghost gate that often appears in the common saying, and there is no spectacular scene of countless souls going towards reincarnation on the road to Huangquan...

Above their heads and around their bodies, there are always bits and pieces of light floating in the same direction as them.

These are the true spirits after the death of the living beings, who are attracted to the center of the nether world, where there is the supreme treasure of heavenly merit and virtue, and the six realms of reincarnation discs transformed from the land of the great virtue.

After Ji Wuyou took them flying for a while, Li Changshou suddenly understood...

They are on Huangquan Road, but there is no entanglement between the living and the true.

The 'sky' in the nether world is a bit low, which inevitably gives people a sense of suffocation, and the wind blowing from everywhere also faintly carries whimpers and miserable howls.

This is probably related to the fact that the custom of "grave head dancing" has not yet been born in Honghuang.

Li Changshou didn't carefully appreciate the atmosphere here, nor did he take advantage of this place to optimize his one-stop service of "funeral funeral".

His mood is a little heavy...

After all, we have already come to this kind of place, and it is not appropriate to be too cheerful.

Cough, let's talk about business.

Li Changshou has been thinking all the way, if Uncle Wanjiangyu really encounters another accident, how should he explain to Master, and how Master will be affected.

After all, it's hard to say anything about it, but it can't be kept from Master for the rest of his life.