This world of practice is not normal

Chapter 471
Lu Chuan can be sure that the passage this time is the same as the passage last time, with a dark and long passage and lights glowing with ghost lights. This time he deliberately observed the surrounding passages. The outer wall of the passage is neither like stone nor There was no hard feeling, he moved closer to feel it carefully, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity flooded into his heart.

That familiar feeling came from outside the tunnel, although he couldn't touch it, he could feel it.

The outside is the Dao Realm, and the breath of the Dao Realm is so familiar to Lu Chuan that he can smell it through the corridor with his eyes closed.

The more he understands the Dao Realm, the more Lu Chuan can discover its mystery. He seems to be in a certain avenue, and this special avenue actually runs through the world and the underworld, allowing his consciousness to sneak across the Styx.

Which category would this avenue fall into?Did it already exist, or did someone create it?Why can Xie Wan's talisman allow him to directly connect to this avenue, but others can't?
Lu Chuan walked out of the corridor full of doubts, and what he saw in front of him was still the same Yongming Palace as last time, and the corridor behind him disappeared instantly.

The dark red sky above his head seemed to be different from the last time he came here. The moment he raised his head, the sky suddenly burst out with a strong attraction to suck him in, and a dao rhyme flashed across his body subconsciously. , stabilized his figure.

That's not the sky, it's the rioting Styx!

Lu Chuan thought that if he removed Dao Yun's protection, he might be able to fly directly to where Lin Qingying and the others were, but he still decided to follow the plan and go to Yongming Palace to see the two crystal coffins before.

The 81 steps climbed up. Lu Chuan asked Mingbai, and he didn't know what the number of steps here meant, and Lu Chuan didn't have the time to care about these steps at the moment. Two crystal coffins.

When I got closer, I saw that it was empty.

Lu Chuan was not too disappointed. It is normal that there is nothing in the crystal coffin. Even the lid of Lin Qingying’s crystal coffin is still the same as it was when Lu Chuan came to open it last time. I don’t know why no one came during this time. Here, there are still people who come here and don't care about the changes here.

He gently straightened the coffin lid, then got up and prepared to leave. He planned to enter the Yongming Palace first to have a look. On the one hand, he could confirm whether using Xie Wan's talisman could keep him in the underworld. On the other hand, he also doubted this place Could it be something special? After all, there are two crystal coffins in such a large square, one containing Lin Qingying, and the other suspected to belong to Lu Changsheng.

The gate of Yongming Hall was closed tightly. Lu Chuan pushed the gate lightly and opened it. Looking in from the gate, the hall was illuminated by lamps that were also glowing with will-o'-the-wisp lights. The top of the illuminated hall was engraved with a sun falling into the long river relief.

Right in front of Lu Chuan is an incense table. The simple style looks like an ordinary small table. On the table is a short candle. In addition, there is a thin booklet on the case. Lu Chuan has heard from Mingbai that every hall in the underworld enshrines dark scriptures, and the use of dark candles can calm the soul.

In the state of the spirit body, neither the spirit vision nor the pupil technique can be used, so Lu Chuan could only walk into the main hall. Just before the incense table, all the ghost lights in the main hall were instantly extinguished, and only a dark candle was left faintly glowing in the hall. Light.

Fuck, what's going on, Mingbai never said that!

Lu Chuan scolded Mingbai for being unreliable in his heart, and slowly backed away while taking precautions. However, after a battle of wits and courage with the air, nothing happened. It seemed that it was just the wind brought in by him. , Blowing out those will-o'-the-wisps.

The unexpected change made Lu Chuan vigilant. He didn't want to make troubles, so he planned to leave the Yongming Palace first and go to the Qingming Valley that he had agreed with Mingbai.

Suddenly he heard a bell from the far end of the sky, which made him feel a splitting headache. Mingbai also didn't tell him what would happen if the Styx bell was rung for the tenth time.

"Ugh"

A sigh resounded in his sea of ​​consciousness, calming the storm in his sea of ​​consciousness instantly. Lu Chuan raised his head in horror, and looked at the dark candle on the incense table.

His ears are very good, and he heard absolutely right. The thing that sighed just now was the thing in front of him.

"Stop it Ah Qing, you can't succeed."

Mingbai's father, Ming Dan, the current patriarch of the Ming clan, is being bound to the ground by magic at this moment, looking at the man holding the Minghe clock in pain.

That is his eldest son, Mingbai's elder brother, Mingqing.

He has always known that his eldest son is the most outstanding genius of the Mingzu, but he did not expect Mingqing to actually take this step, crossing the limit of the Dao of Expansion and reaching a new realm by himself.

"Father, you're wrong again. It's impossible for me to fail." Ming Qing didn't look at his father. He looked at the Styx River at the far end, as if he was waiting for something.

"The Ming bell has rung ten times, why is that old man Fan Gu still unwilling to come out?"

He called that unspeakable name indifferently, and stared at the Styx that had fallen into a frenzy with a pair of indifferent eyes. The yellow Styx water was embellished with dark red, and there were countless souls crying in pain.

Ming Dan closed his eyes in despair. The youngest son was crazy, and he let him go. As a result, the eldest son became even more crazy. What he is doing now seems to bury the entire Ming clan into the river Styx.

The clansmen of the Ming clan around him fell to the ground, and their realm broke into the Yan Dao. At the same time, Mingqing, who snatched the Styx bell from Mingdan, was almost invincible. After the bell, no one of the Ming people present could stand except himself.

"Look, there's nothing wrong with it at all. Ming Zhong didn't come out after nine rings, and he didn't come out when I called his name. Could it be that he was afraid that I would expose his tricks and kill him?" Holding a spooky sledgehammer, ready to strike with full force.

He simply raised his head and roared at the Styx, and the voice of "Fan Gu" spread around his position and spread to the entire underworld.

His voice didn't get any response. If that indescribably powerful existence is really in the underworld, how could he just ignore all this?

A trace of confusion also flashed across Ming Dan's face. In his cognition of a long life, such a situation should never exist. Ming Qing should be disintegrated by Dao at this moment, but Now.
"Dad, have you seen what we Mingzu have done for tens of thousands of years, leading the spirit of Styx to park in the underworld, and serving a false ruler." Mingqing still stared at Styx, he Obviously, his heart was not as sure and relaxed as he expressed on his lips. "We got scammed by that old thing."

Ming Dan was silent, how could the rules set by Master Fan Gu and him be false? The Ming clan has been doing this for generations, and it is not that none of them have violated the rules like Mingyou Mingbai and raised questions , but those rebellious people will always wait for destruction and death.

Ming You is Ming Dan's younger brother, he secretly awakened the spirit of the world, and used that spirit to pollute Ming Bai's thoughts, Ming Dan couldn't stand it anymore, and drowned him in the River Styx.

But Mingbai is Mingdan's most beloved youngest son. Mingdan really couldn't do anything, but he was afraid that Fangu would know, so he could only pretend not to know, and took advantage of Lin Qingying's opportunity to pass by the gate of the underworld, and sent him to the present world. .

Since Mingbai has always wanted a different life, let him spend the last month of his life in this world to experience a new life.

Seeing that Ming Dan didn't reply, Ming Qing knew that her father had been on the wrong road all his life, admitting his mistakes was denying all the past, and it's normal not to want to face it.

He is different from his father, he has never believed in the rules of the Mingzu, but he is also different from Mingbai, he does not go into a dead end, when he is not strong enough and has no right to speak, he holds back his thoughts and acts as a person who is in line with everyone. expecting people.

If there were no accidents, he should have waited until his father also returned to Styx and he sat on the position of the patriarch of the Ming clan, then he would slowly test and come up with more evidence to prove the rules set by Van Gogh and him How ridiculous.

But tragedies one after another disrupted his plan. Uncle Mingyou died suddenly. His stupid brother went to this world and has not come back. He must have died too. qualifications and strength, but who will be the next martyr?
"Father, you don't know how regretful I am. If I had done it earlier, maybe Xiaobai wouldn't have to die. He just didn't want to live so boringly. What did he do wrong?"

The blue veins in Mingqing's hand holding the heavy hammer bulged out, which was especially obvious on his fair skin like Mingbai's. He raised the ghostly sledgehammer and slammed it heavily on the Minghe bell.

"Duang~"

The No. 11 bell echoed throughout the underworld, and most of the Mingzu people who were lying on the ground passed out directly, and Mingqing herself was also spit out a mouthful of blood by the force of the countershock.

There was a rare smile on his face, and he saw that there was finally a crack on the Styx clock in front of him.

The existence of something unspeakable is nothing more than that.

The Styx River at the far end has already started to drip liquid. The Styx River is like the sky to the underworld. This is the first time that Mingqing has seen the Styx River seem to be about to collapse.

If it collapses, it will collapse. It just so happens that he also wants to go to this world to see what is so good that Mingbai would rather take a look at his life.

He raised the sledgehammer again, ready to hit the crack in the Styx clock.

"Brother! Don't!" A hurried voice came from the Styx at the far end, and a figure that looked familiar but seemed to have gained a lot of weight descended from the sky.

"noob?!"

"Who are you?" Lu Chuan looked at the burning candle vigilantly, and the candle looked like it was about to go out.

Although the voice helped him just now, he was quite unimpressed with this kind of hiding and hiding, and would always think of the tree of no return he encountered in Moyuan.

If it can be done aboveboard, who would hide like this?

"My name is Fangu." An old voice appeared in Lu Chuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

Anti-bone?Unlike the good guy, who has never heard of it, slipped away.

"Thank you, senior, for your help. I still have important things to do, so I will leave first." Lu Chuan said as he backed away slowly, trying to leave the eerie Yongming Palace.

"Since you thank me, why do you have to leave in such a hurry? After so long, have all living beings expressed their gratitude like this?"

The palace door behind Lu Chuan closed quietly at some point, and the other party's unfathomable means made him feel alarmed.

"I'm being rude to you. I have important business in my body and I'm eager for a moment. Please forgive me, senior. I don't know if there is anything senior can do for me?"

"I have seen you before, and took away a sleeping spirit in front of this temple." The old voice was deep and mysterious.

Lu Chuan was shocked. When he came to take Lin Qingying away last time, he didn't feel anyone was watching him, but even just now, he didn't feel being watched. It seems that there is indeed something about this dark candle.

"I am so lonely in this temple every day. I don't know how long it will take for people from the Ming clan to come, so I thought, if you can take away the spirit from the underworld, can you take me to the present world to have a look?" look?"

Um?Another confession?
"What should I do?" Lu Chuan asked perfunctorily while thinking about how to get out.

"You just need to touch this candle just like last time."

Lu Chuan curled his lips in his heart, the smell of conspiracy was written all over his face, brother, your method is too rough, you just want to repay the favor?Anyway, draw me a cake too.

For example, you are a great existence in the underworld, you were killed by a traitor and sealed in this candle, as long as I rescue you and bring you back to the present world, you will give me some great benefits and so on.

"Fan Gu~! Fan Gu~!!" Suddenly, a roar full of anger came from the far end, and the roar was full of resentment and killing intent.

Lu Chuan raised his head and looked at the faltering candle. It seemed to be shaking a little bit more. Although Lu Chuan still couldn't figure out the situation, the candle was indeed a hidden old silver coin.

"That person outside seems to be calling you." Lu Chuan was ready to jump over the wall in a hurry, and tear his face with Mingzhu at any time. It would definitely be impossible to bring him back to the present world. Who knows what kind of backhand is waiting for him with this thing, If you get it on, it's fine.

"That person is the rebellion of the underworld, he stole the Styx clock and set off this rebellion, he"

"Duang~"

The No. 11 bell rang like a heavy hammer hitting Lu Chuan's sea of ​​consciousness, and his spirit body was instantly knocked out.

He floated up from the Yongming Palace, and he floated towards the Styx above the sky.

(End of this chapter)