The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

"Denima's!"

Ouyang stared at the great monk in front of him. This monk looked pretty and good-looking. Why was he so mouthy?

Just curse people when you come up?

After being beaten repeatedly by my second and third sons, do you still want to be beaten by yourself?

Huizhi looked at the irritated Ouyang and asked with some confusion, "Don't you know where this place is?"

When Ouyang heard Huizhi's question, he said angrily: "I don't care where this place is, you can see where you want to be buried!"

Huizhi looked down at the gorgeous flowers blooming at her feet, leaned down, gently stroked the flowers and said: "Manzhu Shahua, also known as Bianhuahua, flowers bloom without leaves, there are leaves but no flowers, the flowers and leaves are inseparable. .”

"Is there something wrong with this great monk's head? There are flowers and leaves here, but he insists that the flowers and leaves are growing and not seeing each other?" Ouyang looked around the Western Zhou Dynasty. There were luxuriant green leaves and blooming flowers.

Huizhi watched Ouyang start to roll up his sleeves, and then he hurriedly said, "Didn't the donor realize that a flower either only has flowers or leaves?"

"What's the matter? Do you want to delay me from beating you?" Ouyang grabbed Huizhi's clothes, only to find that Huizhi was so light that he was almost weightless.

Huizhi looked at Ouyang with the same horror and thought in disbelief: "This person actually came here in the flesh? No! This person's soul has been condensed to such an extent! It's almost like a physical entity!"

When Ouyang raised his fist, Huizhi finally showed fear on his face. For the first time, he told himself that if he took Ouyang's punch, he might really die again!

"Donor! Wait a minute, I'm still useful to you!" Huizhi quickly put his hand in front of himself and shouted loudly.

Ouyang no longer looked like a master who was just pretending to be mysterious. Ouyang snorted and threw Huizhi to the ground.

Huizhi felt like her mind was shaking. Just because Ouyang lightly threw her away, she felt as if she had suffered a huge impact!

Why is this person so weird?

Huizhi stabilized her body and said, "Donor, don't you know where you have come?"

Ouyang shook his head. He just saw his uncle being bullied and went to help. Who knew that those three old guys brought him to this ghost place?

"Just now, the young monk wished the benefactor an early bliss, but there was no malice in it, because the benefactor is already dead! This is a place where only the dead can come!" Huizhi chanted the Buddha's name and looked at Ouyang with a sad face and said softly.

"Damn it, you are dead!" Ouyang looked at Huizhi in front of him and dared to curse himself. This great monk really knew how to jump repeatedly on the edge of death!

Seeing that Ouyang didn't believe it, Huizhi picked up a flower at her feet, looked at the flower in front of her carefully and said, "Does the donor know where the flowers of the other side bloom?"

"On the grave of Nima?" Ouyang said with a sneer.

Huizhi tilted her head and looked at Ouyang, nodded in agreement and said, "You can also say that the place where the flowers bloom on the other side is the road to hell for you and me."

After speaking, he turned sideways to let Ouyang look at the road behind him.

A narrow path appeared behind Huizhi.

"Everyone will walk backwards through their life in the desert. When they finish walking, they will come to the place where the flowers bloom on the other side! If the donor doesn't believe it, look at your body... Hey, donor, your Where is Huangquan Road?"

When Huizhi wanted to explain the characteristics of Huangquan Road and Bianhua to Ouyang, in order to convince Ouyang, he asked Ouyang to see the Huangquan Road behind him that belonged to Ouyang alone.

But Huizhi found that there was nothing behind Ouyang. Ouyang seemed to have suddenly landed in the sea of ​​flowers on the other side.

Ouyang also turned around and looked behind him. When he didn't find that there was a Huangquan Road like Huizhi behind him, he was greatly relieved.

What Huizhi said just now was so true that it almost frightened Ouyang.

When there was no so-called road to hell behind Ouyang, the shock on Huizhi's face was even greater than that of Ouyang.

"This is impossible! Every creature that comes here will have a road to hell behind it. It is impossible for anyone to come here without walking through the desert!" Huizhi hurriedly walked to Ouyang and circled around Ouyang Xizhou, as if Wanting to find the way Ouyang came.

"Stop looking for it. If this is really the so-called underworld, then I'm really not dead! By the way, great monk, you really didn't lie to me? Is this the underworld?" Ouyang grabbed the wisdom that was muttering to himself and said it was impossible. Waiting to ask.

"Underworld? What is underworld?" Huizhi raised his head and looked at Ouyang in confusion.

In Huizhi's eyes, the Ouyang in front of him became mysterious. When he went to Qingyun Sect to observe the ceremony, he was defeated in turn by the two junior brothers of the person in front of him.

Sure enough, there is no way that a senior brother who defies heaven and earth can only be as ordinary as he is in his qi training period!

"You've been talking about Flowers of the Other Side and Huangquan Road for a long time. Aren't they just tourist attractions that can only be found when people die and go to the underworld?" Ouyang Yan said confidently.

Mythological novels about past lives have all written about them, such as Flowers of the Other Shore, Huangquan Road, Wangyou Mountain, Naihe Bridge, Sansheng Stone...

These things are standard equipment for the underworld!

Huizhi seemed to have heard the term hell for the first time. He shook his head and said, "This is Jiuyou. The donor may not know the name, but the donor must have heard of Qiansha Valley!"

"Qiansha Valley? Qiansha Valley, one of the Nine Holy Lands? Didn't you agree that I would come here to be the jailer?" Ouyang was stunned for a moment and then asked.

"Prisoner? What is that?" Huizhi was a little dizzy because of Ouyang's attention.

There was clearly a huge information gap between the two, when Ouyang told the conversation between himself and Dong Xuzi about Qiansha Valley.

Hui Zhicai clasped his hands together and said continuously: "Sin, sin, the donor may have misunderstood what Master Qingyun meant. The so-called disciples sent here every year in the Nine Holy Lands probably refer to the disciples who die every year, right?"

"Damn it, you mean the old man is fucking cheating on me again?" Ouyang was stunned for a moment, feeling that he was really stupid, being played around by those old guys every day!

Huizhi shook his head and said: "I'm afraid Headmaster Qingyun didn't deceive the benefactor. After all, the benefactor doesn't even have a road to hell, so naturally he shouldn't be considered dead."

Death but not death?

Ouyang in the box?

Dong Xuzi's Ouyang?

What a terrible name!

However, when he confirmed that the place where he was now was a place where only the dead could come, regardless of whether it was the underworld or not, Ouyang didn't feel anything afraid.

The first old man should not be able to trick himself into dying.

The second is that there is also the task of garbage management as an endorsement.

Third, there is no so-called Huangquan Road behind him like the so-called Huangquan Road behind the great monk in front of him. It may have something to do with the rope that just pulled him over.

The fact that he does not have a road to hell also means that he is not dead.

Therefore, Ouyang, who has arrived at Jiuyou, is not panic at all, and even wants to laugh at Huizhi who is dead.

Ouyang looked at Huizhi in front of him curiously. If he remembered correctly, this guy also had the logo of the Buddhist Holy Son (fake) on his panel, right?

After all, he was the son of destiny with 11 qualifications. How could he fail so easily?

Ouyang couldn't help but asked curiously:

"Hey, great monk, how did you die?"