There are always bad guys trying to steal my real body

Chapter 115: Mountain of Swords and Sea of ​​Fire (1)

The flames are like smoke, and the blossoms are like Jingyaohua.Opening and closing Lindanjing, Yunmen is gloomy and steep.

Seven non-communicating strange spirits, even the garden can also apply magic.Six days across the North Road, this is the home of ghosts and gods.

The red clouds above Fengdu City are like smoke and illusion, with majestic charm.

Lianyuan, Ququan, Taisha, Jiuyou, Yunye, Jiudu, Sanling, Wanluo, Siji, and Jiuke's administrative offices are full of aura, and their prosperity and peace are better than the world.

It is said in the world that the underworld is terrifying, but the ghosts here have no desires and desires, and are extremely harmonious.

But the underworld has a vast territory. Outside of Fengdu City, there are still many barren areas, ruled by powerful ghosts and gods, and the security situation is not optimistic.

Meng Po, who is also stationed at the Naihe Bridge, sent Leng Rong across the bridge, and asked the Fengdu Yinsi on duty to send Shengshui Shangshen to the Hades Hall.

The Palace of Hades was solemn and solemn, Emperor Fengdu of Hades sat on top of his hands, and Leng Rong stepped forward and bowed in salute.

Mingjun is tall and tall, with a solemn treasure appearance, and his voice is like a bell: "Why did the God come here?"

"Back to the Great Emperor, the little god was ordered by the Heavenly Emperor to slay demons from the lower realms, but unfortunately died halfway, and came here to beg for resurrection."

"This is destiny, there is no reason for resurrection."

Emperor Fengdu was not angry and arrogant, and his momentum was astonishing.

Leng Rong bent his knees and knelt on the ground: "The little god knows that he must follow the natural principles of life and death. Therefore, the little god is willing to use the power of sealing the nine-tailed demon god in exchange for a chance to return to the human world."

"Since the scourge has been eliminated, you should return to the Heavenly Court and be entrusted. This Lord can help you return to the upper realm."

"Reporting to the Great Emperor, although the demon god Nine Tails has been sealed, his son continues to cause evil by using his father's devilish energy, and the little god wants to get rid of it to protect the common people."

"If that's the case, wouldn't it be better for you to go back to the Heavenly Court and be entrusted to restore your divine body, and then go down to subdue the demons?"

"The little god is afraid that everything will be cumbersome to return to the heavenly court, which will delay the time and cause the evil spirits to commit more murders."

The Emperor Fengdu who was sitting upright on the table stared at Leng Rong for a long while with burning eyes.

"Could it be that you want to return to the human world with all your heart because you are 'wavering in your Dao heart and greedy for the world of mortals'?"

The terrifying coercion came over like mountains and seas, and Leng Rong was so oppressed that he couldn't lift his head.

If a timid brat faced such terrifying coercion from Emperor Fengdu, he would be scared to pee his pants.

Leng Rong fell in love with Bailu and gave birth to Fanxin, just happened to be caught.

But his tone was neither humble nor overbearing: "The little god pities the suffering of the people in the human world, and hopes to get rid of the evil spirits earlier and protect the common people."

Leng Rong's words are true, but he feels pity for the people in the human world, and his heart is more attached to the egret.

Naturally, evil spirits can't be left alone, and Emperor Fengdu pondered for a long time: "I dare not specialize in this matter, and I need to report it to the Emperor of Heaven."

Yu Bailu's life is in danger, and Leng Rong worries that if he is recalled to the Heavenly Court, he may not be able to be sent to the Lower Realm again.

He straightened up, and his voice was loud: "The little god is willing to go through mountains of swords and seas of fire, climb the road to heaven, and return to the human world."

There are mountains of swords and seas of fire in the underworld. According to rumors, after wading through the sea of ​​flames and climbing up the mountains of swords, there is an entrance to the mortal world.

In countless years, countless ghosts have taken the risk, but there are only a few who can pass, and they can be counted on five fingers.

And those losers were either buried in the sea of ​​fire, or cut into several pieces by the mountain of knives, their souls disappeared, and disappeared forever and ever in the world.

Emperor Fengdu, the lord of the underworld, was stunned for a moment. I don't know why he was so obsessed with returning to the human world as soon as possible?
I don't know where he got the courage and confidence, and he firmly believes that he will be able to pass through the mountains of swords and seas of fire?
The Emperor Fengdu who was sitting upright on the top was silent, Leng Rong suspected that he was asleep, but he couldn't ask straightforwardly if the Emperor was awake?

Just as he was thinking about how to remind Emperor Fengdu that he was still kneeling below, the loud voice sounded again.

"You can think about it, this move is not a child's play, I'm afraid you can't help but ruin your ten thousand years of practice, and you still have the worry of disappearing."

"This is the little god's deliberate choice, and I hope the great emperor will make it happen."

Emperor Fengdu pondered for a moment again: "Everyone has his own destiny, and he has his own destiny. You go!"

"Thank you, the great emperor."

Leng Rong stood up, bowed, and said goodbye to Emperor Fengdu.

"I will still report this matter to the Emperor of Heaven, but it will be after you succeed or fail."

Leng Rong thanked Emperor Fengdu again, and walked out of the hall happily.

Yinsi, who sent Leng Rong over at the gate, continued to lead him out of the ghost town of Fengdu, heading for the mountains of swords and seas of fire.

Fengdu City has a kind of tranquility that makes people settle down. Leng Rong thinks that Yu Bailu should be very willing to live here with him, but not now.

Unknowingly, the foot of Leng Rong, who left the city, has turned into a pale sandy land, and a few sea buckthorn plants add a touch of monotony to this desert.

The Yinsi who led the way wore a black gauze hat and a black suit. He had a face in his forties, his face was as white as this barren land, and his expression was numb.

"Master Shangshen, if you see your old friend, don't bother with him."

The expressionless Yin Siyan said that this place is a "Lonely Land". The treacherous people who abandoned their wives and children, did not support their parents, and plotted to kill their partners will all be exiled here. Wandering endlessly, with nowhere to go.

No matter what old people you see here, they are not real, they are mirages naturally formed in the desert, or tricks of evil spirits, or they may be illusions formed by the accumulation of invisible resentment.

Leng Rong is the god of the heavens, and Fu Lu seems to be the only deceased person he knows.

Fu Lu seemed to have become his inner demon. Fu Lu had appeared in Rongshu Ridge, in the dark and trapped formation, and just now on Nether Road.

In this lifetime, I am afraid that Fulu's poor child will forever take root in his heart and will never be forgotten.

Leng Rong didn't meet Fu Lu again in the desert of the Lonely Land, there was a wandering soul who hurried past him, then stopped abruptly, looked around in a daze, not knowing where to go.

And most of the wandering souls are in ragged clothes, like rags blown into the air by the wind, fluttering, with nothing to rely on, nowhere to go.

The dry and barren sandy land and the sea of ​​scarlet flowers on Youming Road are like two worlds, in stark contrast, but both are boundless as far as the eye can see, seemingly endless.

"It's just ahead."

When Leng Rong felt a little irritated, Yin Si, who was leading the way, suddenly opened his mouth, and immediately after that, a wave of scorching air rushed towards his face, almost throwing him off.

The orange-red sea of ​​flames fell on the ground like a huge blanket.

In some low-lying places, magma "gudu, gudu" is bubbling; some cracked ground, like a Baotu spring, bursts out tall fire beams from time to time, and the shortest one is more than one foot high.

The scorching air waves continuously pushed towards the surroundings like mountains and seas. The ghosts with thin souls would be crushed by the heat waves without directly stepping into the sea of ​​flames.

"Lord Shangshen, take care, the younger one still has an errand, so I will leave first."

"Okay, please."

Yin Si, who had never seen anyone step into a sea of ​​fire, could not help but look back when he left after resigning. He saw that God Shengshui stepped into the sea of ​​fire without any hesitation, he just paused for a moment, and then strode forward.

He is worthy of being the God of the Heaven Realm, so bold!
But it looks like his pants are on fire!

No, his body was on fire!

(End of this chapter)