The Era of the Law of the People: Full-level Talent at the Start

Chapter 77 The only way to enter the reincarnation hell

“Ning Xiaosang, you can’t sleep, insist, insist, don’t sleep, can’t sleep

puddles in mud.

The dying fiery red fox, the voices from the bottom of his heart were screaming wildly, converging.

In the end, an impact was formed, making it difficult to open its eyes.

The corpse of the scholar who was submerged in the mud gradually became cold. The fiery red fox gritted his teeth and supported the heavy body. His limbs trembled. He just stood up, then fell again, stood up again, and fell again…

A dozen times.

The flaming fox finally stood up.

It bit the bamboo stick that the scholar was holding tightly, dragged the scholar’s body together with the bamboo stick, and walked step by step toward the Montenegro Clay Buddha Temple.

Every step it took, its consciousness became more and more blurred, and the road in front of it was full of phantoms.

Come on.

Soon.

To the clay Buddha temple.

The font on the scholar’s body can wake him up. The person who writes this kind of spirit of heaven and earth must be a master of Taoism. As long as he can see this master, there will be salvation, and there must be salvation.

The flaming fox had such an idea in his heart.

Save the scholar.

Just like in the past, the snake catcher used his life to be reincarnated as a demon, blocking her with his weak body.

“Ning Xiaosang, don’t sleep, don’t sleep…

Crying from the bottom of the soul.

But the road ahead is getting farther and farther and blurrier.

The fiery red fox had bite marks all over her body, which she had bitten herself, just to keep herself from falling asleep.

However.

Its power is too weak.

Holding a scholar’s bamboo stick, he almost staggered.

slightly.

Stick to half a cup of tea time.

The flaming fox just carried the scholar’s body and walked more than ten meters.

Finally, it couldn’t hold on any longer, and fell on the road, on the road leading to the clay Buddha statue in Montenegro.

But it still kept its eyes open, looking at the distant clay Buddha temple.

suddenly.

It heard footsteps.

It was the breath of a human being, and the fiery red fox instinctively wanted to avoid it, but it was unable to move.

soon.

It was carried to dry, and the scholar’s body was carried on its back.

The flaming fox held the bamboo stick tightly.

So do scholars.

The good-hearted person who passed by could only carry it along with the bamboo stick.

The fiery red fox raised his heavy eyes and looked at the clay Buddha statue that was getting closer and closer, and a smile gradually emerged from the corner of his eyes.

in a magnificent temple.

The clay Buddha statue with the heyday of incense seems to have opened the eyes of the Buddha.

It saw the fiery red fox, the dead scholar, and the font that had no inspiration.

“Hey.

The spirit of the Buddha statue flashed directly to the side of the fiery red fox, pressing his palm on the knee font.

poison!

With the infusion of spiritual energy.

The entire bamboo qin trembled, and the dull and muddy font was full of spirituality again.

almost simultaneously.

Zhou Fan, who was traveling all over the world in search of the soul of Yin and Yang, looked here with purple eyes.

At the moment of seeing the flaming fox and the scholar.

He completely understood.

It turned out that the fiery red fox and the scholar were the keys to the Myriad Soul Formation, the pair of Yin and Yang master souls.

do not.

He took a step forward.

Direct rhyme is now hanging in front of good-hearted people.

Zhou Fan pointed, the kindhearted man showed a happy smile on his face, and slowly fell asleep beside him.

“Fu Ze III.”

He looked at the curved clay Buddha statue.

The clay Buddha nodded, realizing that Zhou Fan was talking about a kind person.

boom.

Zhou Fan pointed.

The Buddha’s divine light enveloped the fiery red fox, the scholar’s corpse, and the bamboo stick, and quickly followed him into the sky.

soon.

Landed at the Kyoto mansion.

Don’t.

Nangong Xiner, earning a small fruit, Han Maran they all hooked up.

“When I came to the capital, I met them. Speaking of which, this scholar still had a chance with me. I didn’t expect them to be the main souls of Yin and Yang in the Great Array of Myriad Souls.”

Zhou Fan’s voice was calm.

The fiery red fox, who had a little bit of vitality left, heard this, and the obsession in his heart suddenly disappeared.

It is clear that it must be the master who said this.

He must have a way.

wow.

The fiery red fox’s eyes closed completely.

The last trace of fluorescence from the snake scales in Zhou Fan’s hands disappeared and never recovered.

Nangong Xiner, Xi Xiaoguo and the others were shocked.

Zhou Fan was very calm.

He had known for a long time that the fiery red fox’s vitality had been exhausted, and it was entirely a soul obsession that he could survive until now.

However, since the body of the main soul of Yin and Yang has been found.

Then there will always be a way.

Sit aside.

He mused.

Nangong Xin’er stood quietly.

moment.

He stood up slowly, “There is only one way now, and that is to enter the hell of reincarnation and find their souls.”

Nangong Xin’er said in shock, shook her head and said, “Zhou Fan, this is too dangerous, once you enter the hell of reincarnation, you will not be able to live or die, and if you die, then your true spirit will be wiped out. hell.”

“It doesn’t matter, my true spirit has reached the level of the soul, and with the protection of the scepter, the reincarnation hell in this small world should have no threat to me, and if it is really the reincarnation established by the dark Buddha organization, I will enter the heart. Don’t be afraid!”

Zhou Fan waved his hand and said condensedly: “The only problem now is how to find the exact location of the Hell of Reincarnation!

With the reincarnation scepter, he can change the rules to a certain extent and directly enter the reincarnation hell, but he must find the entrance to bypass.

Nangong Xiner and the others frowned.

The entrance to the hell of reincarnation is very difficult to find.

They have been searching for so many years, but they have not had the slightest clue. If they want to find it in this last day, it is no doubt a fool’s dream.

Ya Ya Ya Ya.

Sudden.

The font shook the mud on his body, flew to Zhou Fan, and then hit the bamboo stick again.

Zhou Fan’s face moved slightly, he raised his hand and grabbed it.

The mud on the surface of the bamboo qin disappeared, and the copybooks were suspended in a floating rhyme.

These copybooks are all ‘zheng’ characters.

It is a font copied by a scholar.

However, although these fonts have charm, they cannot condense the spirit of heaven and earth.

soon.

Zhou Fan’s eyes fell on the seven copybooks stained with blood.

He was thoughtful.

Flick your finger.

These seven copybooks burst into light in an instant.

The rays of light condensed into memory fragments, and circled the courtyard.

Zhou Fan, Nangong Xiner, Zhuan Xiaoguo and the others were all silent when they watched these memory fragments.

They know.

To be able to condense one’s lifelong memories on a copybook, it absolutely requires an extremely huge soul obsession.

quack quack.

These fragments converged into seven memories in the blink of an eye.

Each memory is a different identity.

Among them are cheerful snake hunters, tragic wolf demons, mighty generals, busy traders, ignorant cow herders, ambitious champions, and scholars who live in despair.

Among the seven memory clips, the first and the second have the strongest memories. Even if they didn’t watch it, Zhou Fan and the others could easily feel the sadness that the rhyme revealed in them.

And the first sentences of these memory fragments are all the same.

“My name is Ning Xiaosang.”