Attunement into fine rules

Faced with such accusations, Zi Yuan couldn't look at Wei Lang without looking away, and felt that he had nothing to say.

He was ashamed.

But even if he did it all over again, he had no choice.

But Yao Wangshen didn't understand the situation. At this moment, he came back to his senses and wanted to continue explaining: "You misunderstood..."

"Get out of here!!!"

Unexpectedly, Wei Lang scolded angrily, interrupted Yaowangshen's words, and immediately embraced Wei Yuan, his body glowing with golden light, like a burning golden meteor, heading straight to the north.

Of course there are immortal gods and heavenly soldiers who want to stop him, but all the immortal weapons on Wei Yuan's body were handed over to Wei Lang.

Ordinary people hold those immortal artifacts, and immortal gods can't get close to them, let alone Wei Lang is only half a step away from ascending to immortality?

Under the urging of Dao Power, Wei Lang seemed to have a fierce whirlwind blowing around him, and the heavenly soldiers and generals who wanted to stop Wei Lang flew out one after another and fell to the ground. They couldn't touch Wei Lang's body at all. enemy.

Fortunately, the celestial artifacts left by the Emperor of Heaven to Wei Yuan are all of the type of self-defense, not too aggressive.

These heavenly soldiers and generals were just blown away without much real damage.

"The Nether Well, he is going to the Nether Well!"

Almost instantly, the golden meteor transformed by Wei Lang had disappeared from the sight of all the gods, Taiyin Xingjun was the first to come to his senses, pointing to the north and shouting.

The ghost well in heaven leads to the Yellow Spring, and the Yellow Spring is the only place for ghosts to pass through after death.

Now Wei Yuan is still breathing and his body is alive, but there is no soul in the Lingtai. Wei Lang is going to go to the Underworld to find Wei Yuan's living soul! ! !

Everything happened unexpectedly, Yao Wangshen thought about it, and said: "Going to the underworld to find... is also a way."

In any case, the soul that leaves the human body will always return to the underworld.

Immediately afterwards, Yao Wangshen proposed to the surroundings: "Why don't we go with Wei Lang and be a guarantor with Wei Lang, so that Yan Luodian can release him? Also teach Wei Lang that this matter was purely accidental, not our intentional murder .”

Hearing this, Zi Yuan took a deep breath.

Only he knows, can't find it.

Xiaoxuan's three souls and seven souls are gone, and they can no longer be found in the sky and the earth.

Zi Yuan looked at Yao Wangshen: "Wei Lang is emotional now, and he has a deep misunderstanding of the heavens. If more people go there, they will think that we are oppressing you. You don't have to go, I will go."

After finishing speaking, he turned into a beam of purple radiance and followed Wei Lang towards the north.

Holding Wei Yuan in his arms, Wei Lang quickly came to the Beitian Youming Well.

The Nether Well is the passage for Yan Luo to come to the Heavenly Court to report his duties. It leads directly to Jiuyou, and it is also the only passage to the underworld.

There is a dark wind inside, if a fairy god with a low level of morality accidentally falls in, his body will be twisted into dross by the dark wind in an instant.

It's called a well, but it's actually more than ten feet wide, which is about the same as a small pond.

Standing at the edge of the well and looking down, Wei Lang saw that the inside was pitch black and the bottom could not be seen, the chill was blowing towards his face, and the sound of howling wind could be faintly heard.

Wei Lang closed his eyes, and tried his best to move the immortal artifacts on his body. Suddenly, he saw waves of golden light surging and streams of auspicious energy rising, enveloping him and Wei Yuan in them.

Then jump down towards the Netherwell.

The golden mask cut off the wind, like a tough eggshell, protecting Wei Yuan and Wei Lang in the center.

It's just... It's really pitch black here, apart from the circle of golden light surrounding him, he can't see anything else.

And it's very deep, I don't know where the bottom is.

The sound of howling wind blows along the golden mask, and you are in pure darkness, losing the concept of time and space.

Only Wei Yuan, whose chest was still heaving in his arms, was the only truth and comfort.

Wei Lang bent down, silently pressed his cheeks against Wei Yuan's cheeks, and stroked them lightly.

Due to old age, Wei Yuan's skin is no longer as smooth as jade when he was young, but has rough warmth.

However, Xi Shi is in the eyes of his beholder, and he only feels that the rough warmth is more than satisfactory, making the thirty-eight thousand pores of his body satisfied.

When the Lord is young, he has the elegance of his youth, and when he is old, he has the calmness of his old age. As long as he is the Lord, he can be addicted and forget to return.

He is deeply attached to Wei Yuan, but he has always been restrained and submissive, never indulgent.

This was the most daring move he made against Wei Yuan in his life.

After falling for a long time, a little light appeared under Wei Lang's feet. As the light gradually expanded, Wei Lang landed on the bank of the river with Wei Yuan in his arms.

He had seen the scene here decades ago in Mingdi's cave, the head of the Immortal Law Enforcement Hall.

However, Mingdi's cave is a projection of the underworld, but here is the real way to the underworld.

There is no sun and no moon above the sky, and there is darkness and rolling, but the flowers are blooming like fire, growing around a secluded river, and the edge cannot be seen at a glance, as if they are going to burn to the end of the sky.

Skeleton skeletons can occasionally be seen scattered among the flowers, surrounded by yellow and green rotten fireflies, like countless small lanterns, dimly illuminating the surrounding environment.

On an arched bridge not far away, a woman was sitting at the head of the bridge cooking soup, and beside her was a black pot half a person's height, with hot air at the mouth of the pot.

The ghosts kept their appearance before they were alive, and formed a long queue in front of the bridge.

Whoever's turn came, went to the mother-in-law to get a bowl of soup to drink, walked slowly to the other end of the bridge, and finally disappeared into the mist.

Since then entered the reincarnation.

Naihe Bridge, Meng Po soup.

"It's a stranger, it's a stranger..."

"Naihe Bridge, why would someone come over here?"

There are ghosts whispering, the voice is like weeping and complaining.

However, Wei Lang's body was covered with golden light, and he had an extraordinary background at first glance, and no ghost dared to approach him to inquire.

Wei Lang hugged Wei Yuan all the way to the bridge, just like Moses divided the Red Sea, the ghosts made way for him one after another, and came directly to Granny Meng.

"Has he been here?" Wei Lang hugged Wei Yuan tightly, looked at Po Meng and asked.

Granny Meng's whole body was covered in black, she raised her old eyes to look at Wei Yuan who was in Wei Lang's arms, and shook her head: "Never."

After finishing speaking, he scooped up a bowl of soup and handed it to the ghost next to him: "It's been a long time since a living person came to me... This person's body is still alive, and his breath is still alive. Are you looking for his soul?"

Wei Lang nodded and said, "Yes."

"Then just wait here." Granny Meng rolled her eyelids, "Anyway, no matter who it is, as long as it enters reincarnation, it will have to pass by me sooner or later."

"However, if he is a heinous person, you don't know what year you will have to wait."

Before mortals enter reincarnation, they must first be judged by the Hall of Yama.

If you are convicted of a crime during your lifetime, you will have to serve your sentence in hell until the term expires before you can set foot on the bridge of Naihe.

"Don't talk nonsense, the young master is not only innocent, but he has made contributions to the heavens and sentient beings!" Wei Lang was a little indignant when he heard this.

Po Meng has been cooking soup at the head of Naihe Bridge for many years, and there are sad and erratic ghosts from the underworld who come and go.It was rare that such a tall, handsome, and full of yang energy came over. He was feeling fresh and wanted to take the opportunity to chat with him a few more words, but he saw a bright purple light suddenly descending beside him.

What day is it today, first came a stranger, then came an immortal?

Although Ziyuan has a respected status in the heavenly world, Meng Po does not belong to the heavenly system, so she just scooped up another bowl of soup and handed it to the ghost beside her, saying: "I am responsible for my duties. I can't greet Xingjun. I hope Xingjun will forgive me." .”

Zi Yuan ignored her, walked straight to Wei Lang and said, "Even if you wait here for thousands of years, you won't be able to wait."

"What do you mean? I'm not waiting here, where else can I wait?!" Hearing this, Wei Lang suddenly felt a strong uneasiness in his heart, stared straight at Zi Yuan, and scolded, "What are you doing? Young master, are you still embarrassed to come here?! You can’t believe a word of your words!!!”

"Don't force me to do it, get out of here quickly!!!"

Zi Yuan's silver teeth were slightly wrong, knowing that he couldn't mention anything else, so he said to Wei Lang, "Take a look under the Naihe Bridge."

"Just one look."

The voice was begging in anxiety.

Wei Lang was standing next to Granny Meng at this time, with the bridge railing on his right.

As long as you take a half step to the right, you can see the rolling Styx under the Naihe Bridge.

Wei Lang sneered at Zi Yuan: "I want to see you, what the hell are you doing..."

The following words stuck in his throat, Wei Lang's shadow was reflected in the Styx River water, it was a double shadow.

One is Wei Lang himself, and the other is wearing gold ornaments in black clothes, with a nine-dragon jade sword on his waist, sitting in the Jinluan Palace, surrounded by auspicious clouds and auspicious aura, and wearing a twelve-pronged emperor on his head.

This Emperor Wei Lang has naturally seen it before, it is the Heavenly Emperor! ! !

Wei Lang opened his eyes wide, and couldn't believe the scene he saw before him, as if he saw the most incredible thing in the world!

However no matter how he looked at it, the two shadows were equally clear.

"Understood." Ziyuan's sigh came from beside his ear, "You are one of the three souls of His Majesty, feel reincarnated."

Wei Lang felt a chill all over his body, and slowly turned his head, only to see Zi Yuan's solemn expression, bowing to him as a courtier, "Your Majesty feels that his soul has fallen into the mortal world for thousands of years, and if he doesn't return to his position, he will be completely wiped out." , That's why Xinglan calculated its location back then, and searched for it in the lower realms. In this life, if you can't ascend to immortality and return to its position, the day when you die will be the day when your soul disappears."

"Returning to my place...what do you mean?" Wei Lang was silent for a moment, and the corners of his lips curled up in a mocking arc, "Is it to make me, all my thoughts and wishes disappear, and become a part of the Heavenly Emperor?"

"Wei Lang, Jieshi, you are Your Majesty, and Your Majesty is you." Zi Yuan quickly replied, "You and Your Majesty become one, sharing common memories and emotions, and there is no question of you disappearing."

Wei Lang didn't speak, but looked at Zi Yuan coldly.

Knowing that he didn't believe it, Zi Yuan turned around and said, "Come with me, follow me to see the wishing stone in the underworld, everything will be clear."

While spooning the soup, Po Meng said in a manly voice: "Young man, you go with him. If I see you crossing the bridge, I will let him wait."

Wei Lang lowered his eyes, looked at Wei Yuan's sleeping face, and hugged him tighter in his arms.

Then he followed Ziyuan's footsteps and walked towards the location of the wish stone in the underworld.

The Wishing Stone is not far from the Naihe Bridge, it is as tall as a person, and the surface of the stone is as smooth and flat as a mirror, with faint red blood streaks appearing on it.

"Xiaoxuan went to the Immortal Terrace and scattered his soul back then. His Majesty was unable to rescue him in the thunder of heaven, so he had to dissect one of his immortal bones to protect his soul. I hope Xiaoxuan can continue to reincarnate." Zi Yuan stopped at the wish Before Shi, he raised his head to look at it, "After your Majesty greeted Yan Luodian back then, just like you, he stood guard at the bridge of Naihe and waited for 300 years."