Cultivation Strategies Facial Paralyzed Junior Brother

There was a faint sound of water in front of him, and when he passed a mountain depression, a river lay in front of him.Going closer, I saw a long bridge looming in the fog.The bridge is divided into three floors. The bottom floor is bustling with a large group of gray figures, and it is so lively and noisy. Some are crying, some are shouting, some are reluctant to give up every step, some are holding on to the bridge railings, and some are walking dead. Crossed the bridge silently.

When Zhuang Kui brought these people closer, the cries became louder, and many ghosts looked at him with tears in their eyes, with mixed expressions of sorrow and joy on their faces, and it seemed that those who bared their teeth and claws were about to rush over to hug their thighs.Zhuang Kui flicked off his sleeves impatiently, and said, "It's so noisy, go to the third floor."

Han Bian purposely dragged Erfeng to the end, and Tan Yunwei followed behind them all the time, walking around calmly.Erfeng looked into the river and said timidly, "Is this the legendary Styx River and Naihe Bridge?"

Looking at the chaos, Han Bian suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart, turned his head and said in a low voice: "Junior brother, do you feel that these ghosts seem to be performing very hard after seeing the big ghost master, waiting to receive their rewards one by one?" Same. Is this too... so many ghosts waiting to receive the reward?"

He just felt that he couldn't describe it, Tan Yunwei said: "Follow up, let's see and talk."

The third floor of the Naihe Bridge is seven to eight feet high, there are few people on the bridge, and the blood-red river under the bridge is so vast that you can't see the end at a glance, and it is really scary to rush and roll.There were many severed limbs and remains scattered among them, and waves of people drifted away with them. Some people were disembowelled and screamed miserably, some had their facial features mutilated and described them as horrific, and the smell of blood wafted from their nostrils.When Zhuang Kui appeared on the bridge, there was another earth-shattering cry, causing everyone to burn.

Fang Jinrong watched silently.Zhuang Kuo said: "These in the water are disobedient. They should cry and beg for help. As for the other ghosts, once the Naihe bridge is crossed and Meng Po soup is drunk, all greed, hatred, love and hatred in the world will be put down, and they will say Reincarnation is reincarnation, only a very small number of predestined ghosts can find a nearby place to practice."

Fang Jinrong frowned slightly, and couldn't help asking: "I have something I don't understand, and I need to ask the great ghost master. These ghosts seem to cry louder when they see you coming, but why?"

Zhuang Kui looked impatient: "How do I know? These ghosts are so stupid. No matter how loudly they cry, they can't go back to the world of heaven. It's better to save a little effort. If you can't reincarnate, it's serious to practice earlier."

Fang Jinrong: "Oh..."

The bridge is narrow and high, and the roar of the flowing water under the bridge makes one feel the illusion of swaying.After going straight for about two hours, I finally saw the opposite bank.On the other side of the bridge, there was a tea shop. An old woman with snow-white hair and a few men brought three big pots in front of her, and she was distributing soup to the ghosts passing by.

Looking further into the distance, there is an overwhelming dark mist, which spreads endlessly and endlessly, and a high mountain is hidden in the fog, steep and deep.

Zhuang Kui looked at the ghost in front of the teahouse shop, leaned against the bridge railing, raised his hand to support his chin, although he never matched the golden saddle of a BMW, the spring breeze and willows, he still had a suave posture and a graceful attitude. He looked back and smiled, He glanced at Fang Jinrong again: "Mother Meng is selling her Shiquan Dabu soup in front, Shaomeng, why don't you have a bowl?"

Even on the Naihe Bridge, the big ghost master had to take the time to put on a pose.Fang Jinrong was dazzled by his smile, quickly calmed down, and replied: "Thank you, Great Ghost Lord, for your kindness. I am not thirsty."

Zhuang Kuo said: "Okay then, I have to trouble the young leader to follow me around. I will find a good place for the ancestor of the Yan family first. He always stares at you because he still has a remnant soul on his body." People hate you, you have to go to the middle of the Styx River to take a good bath." Beckoning Yin Xuangan to pull Yan Bingchen over, they walked around Po Meng's tea shop and walked along the river bank.

Qin Yunwei and the others dragged their feet to the end, and at this time they completely distanced themselves from the crowd. When they reached the highest point of the Naihe Bridge, Han Bian lowered his head and looked down at the water of the Styx River. If you want to die, let’s walk through the Naihe Bridge first. Hehehehe, I don’t know whether this underworld is real or not.”

Erfeng was surprised and said: "Could it be fake? This Jieyin Hall, this Naihe Bridge, and this Styx River are exactly the same as the ones in the legend."

Han Bian smiled and said, "It's because it looks so real that people think it's fake. Junior brother, have you ever heard of what the Netherworld looks like?"

Tan Yunwei said: "The fact of the underworld is very vague. I have also read it in books. I don't know what it is really like. But whether it is really the underworld or not, you can know it once you try it." He also had doubts in his heart. When he was far away, he took two steps forward and directly touched the bridge railing, his eyes slowly swept over the ghosts in the water under the bridge, and the powerful spiritual consciousness mixed with the real energy swept the river surface in a radius of seven or eight miles.Frightened, all the ghosts stopped howling, and all stared up, their eyes full of fear.

Tan Yunwei said: "Keep acting, don't stop." All the ghosts were flustered when they heard the words, and followed the water to retreat downstream.Han Bian and Erfeng were dumbfounded. Seeing Qin Yunwei striding down the bridge, they quickly followed.

In front of the tea shop, after Zhuang Kui left, there were fewer ghosts coming and going. The Meng Po was smiling kindly, and enthusiastically distributed bowls of Meng Po soup to the ghosts.Tan Yunwei walked to a big pot and said, "Grandma Meng, bring me a bowl of soup as well."

Seeing that he was wearing yin luo clothes, Po Meng assumed that he was the waiter who came down with Zhuang Kui, and hurriedly made a bowl of soup and handed it over: "Hehehe, Mr. Lang is so handsome, drink more, hehehe, great tonic It can also quench your thirst!"

Qin Yunwei took the soup and smelled it, then drank it down in one gulp, and told Han Bian through sound transmission: "It's non-toxic, drink it."

Han Bian thought about it, if he didn't even drink Mengpo soup, wouldn't it be a waste of time to visit the underworld, and hurriedly shouted: "I want it, I want it!"

He drank the soup from Granny Meng. The soup was boiled with five-colored glutinous rice over low heat, mixed with jujubes and dried fruits, and it was even sweeter and softer than eight-treasure porridge.

A bowl of this soup is not enough to fit between teeth, so Han Bian passed the bowl over: "Grandma Meng, we are tired and thirsty after walking all this way, come here, and get me another bowl."

Erfeng said: "I...I want it too!"

The two were scrambling to be the first, and each of them drank three or four bowls, but they still couldn't get enough. At first, Meng Po smiled and flattered her face, but finally her face became dull, and she rolled her eyes at the two of them, secretly thinking that these two dead boys must be starving ghosts who didn't care about reincarnation. , Sneaked into the dark environment.She frowned and said, "Did you two come here specially to cheat the old woman's soup?"

Han Bian said: "No, no, we are rushing to reincarnate, to reincarnate. But the road is too far, and we can't walk far when we are hungry."

Granny Meng became suspicious, and glared at the two of them fiercely with her old eyes.Qin Yunwei coughed twice, and warned with sound transmission: "Enough." Seeing that he was already dissatisfied, Han Bian quickly put down the bowl, pulled Erfeng and ran all the way to the tea shop, laughing convulsively, Qin Yunwei He came over unhurriedly and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Han Bian said: "I never knew that Mengpo soup is as delicious as eight-treasure porridge."

Qin Yunwei led the two of them along the Styx River for a few steps, and saw many ghosts still floating and sinking in the river, he suddenly stepped close to the river, grabbed them from the air, and several ghosts were lifted up and directly caught on the river bank .Tan Yunwei slammed those ghosts to the ground: "Who are you? Tell me!"

The little ghosts were thrown to the ground, and it took a long time to reflect. When they got up, they were about to flee back into the water, but they bumped into an extremely hot golden light curtain. After being touched by them, the light curtain instantly turned into wisps. The golden light entangled.All the ghosts were scalded to the point of burning, and there were traces of blue smoke from their hair. Even the seven souls and six souls seemed to be melting, and they couldn't help rolling on the ground and screaming loudly.

Han Bian and Erfeng squatted aside to watch the excitement, Han Bian said: "The real dead souls walk like corpses and faint, how can they be so psychic. Erfeng, you can use your spiritual sense to perceive, Although the yin qi of the living soul path is heavy, it is still a living person, and the ghost cultivator of the dead soul path can barely gather energy to form a carrying soul, and the high-level one can cultivate into a real entity."

As expected, Erfeng released his spiritual sense to sense it: "It's really just a cloud of yin energy, they are all ghost cultivators who practice the way of death and soul, so it's really a scam!"

Han Bian said: "Isn't that right, the way of living soul is fine, but the way of dead soul meets a Zen monk like Brother Tan, it's really a desperate time to die."

Tan Yunwei waited for a while, and seeing all the ghost cultivators looking at each other, each of them shut up and seemed to be stubborn, so he flicked one of his middle fingers, and shouted: "Fa smash!"

The ghost cultivator trembled for a while, and suddenly turned into green smoke and disappeared on the spot.Tan Yunwei flicked his middle finger again and again, and the rest of the ghost cultivators disappeared one after another. In the end, there was only one young man shrunk into a ball, trembling like dead ashes, Tan Yunwei said: "Although I have saved them, I don't care where they go. Do you want to go too?"

The young ghost cultivator was so shocked that he hurriedly said: "I won't go if I don't, I said, I said, we are all ghost cultivators near the Styx River, and we have always been subordinate to the great ghost lord. It's just that we can't live like that." The elders of the Soul Dao are so blessed with profound magical powers, and the great ghost master has a compassionate heart, which allowed me to find a place to practice near here by myself. The bottom of this river is full of black moss, which is very helpful for us to practice. The good thing is that not everyone can come if they want, and they only come to take a bath every two or three years."

Tan Yunwei said: "Since there is such a good thing, what are you all doing?"

The young man said with a sad face: "The great ghost master sent someone to order in advance. When they pass by the Styx River, let the young leader Fang cry. If you cry well, you will be rewarded with a few more baths. Why don't we cry? Okay? If you don’t cry, you will be thrown ashore.”

Sure enough, it was Zhuang Kui who was pretending to be fooling around, Han Bian and Erfeng couldn't help laughing together again, Tan Yunwei nodded: "What's the situation over there at Liutian Palace?"

The young man hurriedly said: "I heard that Liutian Palace is surrounded by seniors, we can't get close at all, it's not for us to know."

Judging by his useless appearance, he really doesn't know.Tan Yunwei said: "Then you go back and continue practicing." He kicked him back into the water with a flying kick.For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, the young man sank into the water with a gudong, never daring to show his head or tail again.

Erfeng couldn't help asking: "Brother Xiaoqin, what does the phrase 'fa smash' you just said mean? Are you going to hit him with a magic weapon?" The mulberry snake was provoked, causing the upper body of the remnant soul to be confused, and was slapped on the top of the head by Tan Yunwei, and he immediately regained consciousness.

Qin Yunwei said: "The Sanskrit word 'roll' has the ability to forcibly transcend."

Erfeng: "..."