The Great Tao Chronicle

Chapter 473 The Statue of the Goddess Who Disappeared from the Dao Sect of the All Heavens Chapter 473 On the shore of the Dead Sea, An Qisheng stood with his hands behind his back, and a ghostly outline was reflected in his eyes.

Netherworld was opened up by Gu Changfeng. It took its own interior scene as the core, and contained ninety percent of the world at that time, so that the interior scene sank and everything died.

Later, he hung this world under the world and turned it into a ghost.

There are many thresholds in the interior, just to cleanse all the evil and resentment between heaven and earth.

The Sea of ​​Netherworld is one of them, and it is also the top priority.

All the dead souls in heaven and earth come through the city **** of Yin Si, or the ghost of Yin Si. The first step is to cross the sea of ​​​​this sea. This sea is very large and very small.

As soon as this sea passes, 90% of the body’s yin and dead energy will be washed clean.

Therefore, if there is no one to cross this dead sea, even the primordial spirit, even the realm of pure oneness, will not be able to cross.

Because, this is where the 'Dao' of the Netherworld Lord resides.

Crossing it is like fighting against the Netherworld Monarch.

Therefore, at this time, the ghost boat was floating, but no one was ferrying it, and the expressions of the few people who knew about Netherworld changed slightly.

"Oops, Netherworld lost contact for too long, and there is no ferryman here!"

The wise man's expression changed slightly.

The Sea of ​​Netherworld is not ordinary sea water, but a collection of all the evil, resentment and hatred from ancient times to the present, which is not something that ordinary people can play with.

One is bad, not to mention falling into the sea, even if it is a wave, I am afraid that only An Qisheng can be safe and sound.

"It's not a big problem."

Wei Shaoyou gave a 'hey' smile.

"Ok?"

A wise man is doubting himself.

A hoarse voice was heard:

"It turns out that the real person asked me to come, to do this drudgery?"

But it was Yan Xiake who lifted off the cloak that had been worn for ninety years, revealing a crystal skeleton that was unmatched by the most perfect crystals in the world.

"Bai, the Bone Demon?"

The Taoist Mingxin was taken aback: "Gold, silver, copper, iron, jade, crystal, you, you are only one step away from refining death and turning into life!"

His heart was full of inconceivable, this appearance, it is clearly the appearance of the white bone human being cultivated to the peak!

"You little Taoist, you have some eyesight."

Yan Xiake grinned, and the ghost fire in his eyes shook.

"Those who are capable work hard, and it is up to you to ferry the errand."

An Qisheng chuckled lightly.

The Sea of ​​Netherworld cannot be crossed. This is not a legend, but a rule. The rules of the Netherworld, even the Netherworld Lord himself, must abide by the rules.

Naturally, he followed the local customs.

Of course he fiddled with this boat, but he had ready-made labor, so why bother to do it himself?

Yan Xiake shook his head, but did not resist.

He was also eager to try something he had never touched before.

huh~

At this time, the ghost boat in the Dead Sea had already broken through the waves, splashing some black water droplets, the terrified Wei Shaoyou, and Mingxin Daotong retreated again and again.

An Qisheng waved his hand, and the splashing water droplets flew towards him one after another, turning into a dark water polo exuding a dangerous atmosphere on his palm.

chi chi chi~

Visible to the naked eye, there was intense friction on the water polo, and there seemed to be thousands of ghosts struggling and roaring in the air.

"This sea is quite interesting, no wonder it can suppress that '険'"

An Qisheng took a fixed look and threw it into the sea.

This side of the sea contains all the yin and evil energy in the world from ancient times to the present. It seems to be weightless, but in fact, the weight is beyond imagination.

A drop of water is heavier than a mountain, it can not only erode the primordial spirit, but also kill the physical body. To a certain extent, it is also a treasure.

In fact, it's not that there are no evil cultivators who want to use this water to practice the method. It's just that this water is so yin and evil, and it is still in the dark. How many evil cultivators dare to come?

Those who dare to come are buried in it.

Buried together with the '険', who is known as the emperor's ten savage and the most vicious, is buried in the underworld.

"The '険' was suppressed in this underworld?"

Wei Shaoyou gasped, his scalp tingling.

He knew that, taking the Netherworld Palace Monarch Festival as the node, within a few years before and after, the ten great demons should have all awakened, otherwise it would be impossible for them all to be born in the next two hundred years.

In other words, the 'Ji', the so-called emperor and the most vicious one, had already recovered at this time.

If he was suddenly attacked when he and others were crossing the sea, the situation would be extremely dangerous.

"Emperor, the emperor is ten cruel?"

Hearing this name, Daoist Mingxin also changed his face suddenly, and his gaze towards the Dead Sea seemed to have seen a ghost.

"Master, it's dangerous"

The yellow dog lying on An Qisheng's shoulders also stood up, and the hair all over his body stood up, obviously also greatly frightened.

The name of Emperor Tian Shiru is too great, especially for non-human beings.

On the other hand, Yan Xiake seemed to have no response.

One jumped up, jumped on the ghost boat, picked up the oar and danced twice, and scolded with a smile: "This thing is so heavy, are those ferrymen all the great real people of Yuanshen?"

"Crossing the sea."

An Qisheng paced aboard the boat, Wei Shaoyou hesitated for a moment, and followed the Taoist Mingxin.

On the boat, the scene in front of me changed again.

The distance between them was only a few feet, and the coast they stood on before was actually shrouded in mist. Looking around, the sky and the earth were as pitch-black as ink, and there was no light or color at all.

And as soon as they got on the boat, several people suddenly felt a little dizzy, and all kinds of thoughts were mixed in their hearts, and they seemed to be in a mess.

"Concentrate, calm down."

Wei Shaoyou and Mingxin Daoist were slightly in a trance, their shoulders were heavy, and they sat down cross-legged involuntarily.

"The Netherworld can't cross the undead. Although the two of you have achieved supernatural powers, you have too many thoughts. You can take this opportunity to polish one or two."

An Qisheng stood on the deck and looked into the distance.

This is not a real sea. To a certain extent, this is a sea of ​​nothingness that is evil and resentful, the most evil place in the world.

It is boundless, because the human heart is boundless and sin is endless.

Those who can't see through the evil and resentment, and the soul is not transparent enough, they can't cross the sea, and it is because of this that this place can suppress the so-called emperor's ten villains and kill the most vicious "険".

The human heart is both light and heavy.

Those who see through are as light as a feather, and those who cannot see through are as heavy as stars and moons.

Just like that, in An Qisheng's eyes, there was a monstrous behemoth on the bottom of the sea of ​​​​dead silence.

It is like a snake but not a snake, like a dragon but not a dragon, and has the characteristics of thousands of fierce beasts, which is extremely strange and evil.

At this time, this evil ghost is in silence, and the fluctuation of this dead silent method is due to its accidental tremor.

Compared with the '霍', this '険' seals the town more thoroughly.

"This paddle is too heavy"

Shake halfway. Rao is Yan Xiake's cultivation base at this time, and his skeleton is actually 'cracking'.

"It's not that the oar is heavy, it's your heart that's not sure."

An Qisheng glanced at Yan Xiake.

There is no doubt that Yan Xiake is a smart person. He used to be Yan Liushou, and he has been honed for ninety years. How can his state of mind be restless.

Nothing more than he guessed.

"Ugh!"

Hearing this, Yan Xiake sighed deeply:

"I still can't hide it from the real thing."

huh~

The gloomy wind was blowing, and Yan Xiake's crystal skeleton was covered with a hint of gray, which disappeared in an instant.

It wasn't that the yin wind blew into his body, but that the yin wind took something away from his body. Same with Wei Shaoyou and Daoist Mingxin.

This is the distraction in their hearts, the filth in their souls.

But don't think it's a good thing, because this yin wind has no discernment ability, and it will keep blowing until there are no impurities in your soul, and there are no more thoughts in your mind.

"Yan knows that the real person has great magical powers, but now the world has just settled down. If there is an emergency in the real person, after 90 years of hard work, he will be buried in one day."

Yan Xiake said, but did not stop.

Shaking the oars, the ghost boat dashed through the waves and passed through the heavy fog.

But this Dead Sea really seems to have no end, let the ghost boat break through the waves, still can't see the end.

Hearing Yan Xiake's concern, An Qisheng chuckled lightly:

"You think I'm here to find Xie Qi's bad luck?"

"Could it not be?"

Yan Xiake's heart moved.

What he was worried about, that's all.

For thousands of years, I don't know how many primordial spirits have finally entered the netherworld, or followed the footsteps of the monarch of the netherworld, or found another way above the primordial spirit.

But all the masters, without any accident, were planted in the underworld.

For thousands of years, there have been incidents of mortals or lowly cultivators returning to the underworld by mistake, but none of them have entered the underworld and walked out alive!

Without exception!

Although An Qisheng didn't say it clearly, it was no secret to the discerning person.

Come to Netherworld to find books?

Nether famous book, that's only one

That is, in the legend, the book of reincarnation of life and death in charge of the Netherworld Lord!

"I'm here to find Xie Qi."

An Qisheng's eyes were calm, and he said slowly:

"But it's not that I want to find him bad luck"

"what?"

The ghost fire in Yan Xiake's eyes condensed.

call!

An Qisheng explained a sentence, and no more words, the sleeve robe shook in the air.

scoff~

A faint red light flashed and disappeared, and then, in the countless cries of ghosts and gods, the cloudy mist in the sky before the ghost boat seemed to be split by the sky knife.

Stretched for an indeterminate amount of time.

Yan Xiake stared at it, and along that long-lasting knife mark, faintly, it seemed that a faint white light could be seen.

That is

"Someone picked up ~www.readwn.com~ Why don't you go quickly?"

Seeing that Yan Xiake was still in a daze, An Qisheng patted his shoulder lightly.

Ka Ka Ka ~

Visible to the naked eye, Yan Xiake's bones trembled wildly, and then a terrifying power burst forth.

Between the sound of breaking the air and the explosion, this ghost boat has already followed the location of the knife mark, and hurried away for dozens of miles in an instant.

Gollum~

After the ghost boat disappeared, another moment passed.

Somewhere on the surface of the Dead Sea, a large number of bubbles like boiling water suddenly appeared, and then, layers of ripples slowly spread.

In the very depths of the sea of ​​​​dead silence that no one can see, a pair of huge scarlet eyes with endless tyranny.

Open suddenly!