Daxia Lingxian

Chapter 383 Naihe Bridge, everyone in the world

The terrifying bridge ceremony began.

Murong Lingbei stood on the altar with an indifferent expression, wearing a witch's feathered robe and a high crown, and her face was painted with various colors, as if she was wearing a mask.

The whole body exudes a mysterious, cold and evil atmosphere.

At this moment, where does she still have the innocence of a childlike shaman?

The Xianbei people's sacrificial dance music, magical instruments, and ceremonial guards are all ready.

Luo Ning stood under a big tree not far away, watching all this with great interest.

Xiao Hei sat cross-legged at his feet, lazily and wilted.The tail was wagging feebly.

Gouzi looked at the crowd and couldn't help but lick his lips, but he could only whimper and bury his mouth in his paws.

Pitiful.

At the foot of Bayan Mountain, which looks like a bridge, all three thousand Xia captives rushed into the deep valley to the edge of Mingshui.

Looking up is a huge mountain bridge, and at the foot is the faint water.

3000 people cried and howled when they knew they were going to die.

Not long ago, they killed their co-workers in the internal strife for gold, and everyone was stained with the blood of their co-workers.

Of the tens of thousands of miners, only three thousand of them were the final winners.

Everyone bears the life of more than one co-worker!

I originally thought that if each person could get more than 1000 taels of gold, they would be able to become rich and live happily from now on.

Who would have thought that before the gold was even heated, he would be taken to Bayan Mountain as a sacrifice!
So unwilling!
The big festival finally started.

Amidst the sound of sacrificial music, Murong Lingbei, wearing a feather coat decorated with jade charms and magic bells, danced gracefully and sang a sacrificial song:
"Qingshilang, facing the Mingshui. There is a sky above and ghosts below. The mountains are as green as pines and emeralds. The horizontal peaks are as unique as a sky bridge. The yin and yang will never return..."

Six pairs of Xianbei male and female monks sang together:
"Nine clouds on Bayan Mountain, only listening to sacrificial songs but not seeing God. Long dreams of being reborn in the stars and rivers, returning to the soul of the moonlit night in the long sky..."

The sacrificial songs performed by the lead singer and accompaniment singers are all very sad and desolate, with haunting melody, vast and clear spirit, which makes people break their hearts and weep.

This sacrificial song is, of course, a secret incantation, just like Luo Ning's lines in the play.

At the same time, a group of Xianbei monks played Qiang flute, Hujia, conch shell, pottery xun and other musical instruments to mourn and harmonize.

For a long time, the sacrificial songs and music blended into a strange and mysterious sound range, and there seemed to be some kind of existence surrounding the dancing child-faced shaman.

The child-like shaman with a ghostly face looks even more unpredictable, as if she is no longer herself!

Luo Ningdanfeng narrowed his eyes.Murong Lingbei's witchcraft far surpassed that of other witchcraft monks, and seemed a bit like Lingdao's supernatural powers.

She became a true wizard in just two years, and it was obviously not just as simple as using the power of her ancestor's curse.

It must have something to do with her witchcraft qualifications.

"Ding ding..." Tongyan Shaman's magic bell rang suddenly, and he suddenly played several tricks in his hand.

The powerful magic domain of Master Wu Dao immediately blessed the sound domain.

At the same time, thousands of Xianbei soldiers bent their bows and arrows together and began to shoot three thousand "sacrifice".

Like a mass execution!

"what!"

"No!"

"Spare my life—"

These miners who had brutally killed their co-workers suddenly let out earth-shattering screams.

But when the dense rain of arrows came, they could only fall down in large pieces like wheat blown by the wind, and fell into the cold river water.

The blood immediately dyed the river at the foot of the mountain red.

The child-faced shaman's magic bell rang out into a long and shrill sound, and the magic field and sound field became more powerful.

The souls of the slain sacrifices were drawn out and condensed by the realm of law and sound, turning into a cold and ominous cloud.

But I saw the dark clouds floating on the water, spreading great resentment, and illusory faces of resentment, fear, and anger were faintly visible.

Amid the strong aura of death and evil, the corpses of three thousand miners sank to the bottom of the river at the foot of the mountain. Their souls were condensed together, and their karma was overwhelming!

The sounds of the sacrificial songs and music became louder, and Murong Lingbei's witchcraft power was operating to the extreme.

This was her first time to sacrifice the sinful spirit of such a person.

In the past, there were only a few hundred people at most at a time.

This time, it was three thousand!

She just wants to complete her work in one battle so that the auspicious noble man can get the Naihe Bridge as soon as possible.

Luo Ning couldn't help but feel a little worried when he saw the beads of sweat on the little shaman's forehead.

Don't hurt her soul with such a big sacrifice.

"Buzz-" Suddenly there was a strange sound in the air, and then a gloomy whirlpool appeared on the water at the foot of the mountain!
The whirlpool drove the river water, like a hole that swallowed everything, which was horrifying.

"Naihe Bridge!" Luo Ning immediately sensed the aura of Naihe Bridge.

Naihe Bridge is indeed right under the mountain!

Murong Lingbei's expression relaxed, and he shouted: "Good luck to the bridge! Enter death and transform into rebirth!"

"Woo..." Amidst the roar of the dark wind, the souls of three thousand undead souls were forcefully sucked into the strange vortex.

In the blink of an eye, all the ghosts of the undead in front of him were sucked into the whirlpool.

Even the corpses and blood stains disappeared without a trace.

It was as if these three thousand miners had never appeared.

The next moment, the Bayan Mountain, which was originally lush and green, turned out to have withered and yellow vegetation and fallen leaves like clouds!

A cold mountain wind suddenly swept across the entire space.

Under the majestic mountain, in the surging water, a barrier gate actually appeared!
Naihe Bridge finally came into being and no longer transformed into a mortal!

The time is ripe!

"Let's go!" Luo Ning swayed and disappeared into the water with an escape technique.

"Whoosh!" Murong Lingbei's body also escaped into it.

The two of them escaped into the barrier channel created by the Naihe Bridge, and they did not enter the source of the underworld water until they dived dozens of miles deep.

In the dark underground source, a blue stone bridge more than ten feet long and half a foot high suddenly appeared!

On the blue stone bridge are the twelve zodiac animals, and the bridge body is engraved with the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers and earth.

This blue stone bridge exudes an ancient and vast atmosphere, making people feel as if they are in Jiuquan at a glance.

This is just the Naihe Bridge that has just finished its mortal state, but it already possesses such a ghostly Taoist charm.

"It's the Naihe Bridge!" Luo Ning looked delighted, "Little Shaman, if it weren't for you, I don't know when I would have found this thing!"

The Six Treasures of the Underworld already include the Nether God Seal, Meng Po Tang, Sansheng Stone, Naihe Bridge, and "The Book of the Underworld - Yin De Volume".

It lacks the Flower of the Other Side and the "Retribution Scroll", "Reincarnation Scroll" and "Hunyuan Scroll" of "The Book of Ming".

Murong Lingbei looked at Naihe Bridge blankly, as if his soul was disturbed by this ghostly atmosphere.

"Dear Sir, is this Naihe Bridge too small?"

Although she has the gnosis to sense Naihe Bridge and has completed the bridge sacrifice, she has not practiced the "Book of the Underworld" and actually does not know much about Naihe Bridge.

Luo Ning smiled and said: "The Naihe Bridge was a mortal thing before and had no bridge shape at all. Now it has just taken shape, like a newborn baby, so it is naturally very small."

"In the future, it will become a gigantic bridge spanning the Forgotten River."

After Luo Ning finished speaking, he used his martial arts and magical powers to move Naihe Bridge into Ling Daozhu's stage space.

The moment he put away the Naihe Bridge, Luo Ning felt an idea of ​​breaking through the virtual immortal.

At the same time, Netherworld Daoyun became more perfect.

He was sure that if he were in the immortal world, he could easily become the Perfect Immortal.

This is Yunli Daoyun!
"Let's go!" Luo Ning got the thing and immediately returned to the ground with Murong Lingbei.

As for what he got, of course no outsider knew, and Murong Lingbei would not reveal it.

Luo Ning stood on the mountain peak, looking around in the wind, suppressing the lofty sentiments in his heart, as light as white clouds, as leisurely as a wild crane.

The childlike shaman looked at Luo Ning's figure and couldn't help but be a little obsessed.

Dear Sir…

Even though she had used the power of the curse to become a real strong person, she couldn't help but admire Luo Ning now.

She just wanted to keep...looking up to him.

Stay with him forever.

"Dear Sir." Tongyan Shaman said softly, "What is your ambition, Sir?"

"My ambition?" Luo Ning watched a wisp of wind slip away from his eyes and said calmly: "Everyone in the world."

The child-faced shaman was stunned.

People in the world?Not the world?But immediately, the ice-snowy and clever child-faced shaman understood.

Your ambition is not hegemony, but...people.

That’s why it’s said: people from all over the world.

The child-faced shaman smiled in relief and said, "Your ambition is really great."

Luo Ning remained silent.

What is a true world person?It is not about spreading military force across the world and seeking hegemony.

Murong Lingbei and others understood, but many people were destined not to understand.

……

The day Luo Ning got Naihe Bridge, he took Murong Lingbei back to Longcuo City.

He not only gave Murong Lingbei some useful elixirs, but also the Soul Thought Card and the Flying Sword.

However, Murong Lingbei returned to Longcuo City secretly.

She also brought back the soul-nurturing wood of Qian Si Abacus.

Luo Li and Su Chuo were very ashamed after learning the truth of the matter.

It turns out that not only was Murong Lingbei not cursed to fall into the devil's path, but he also helped Luo Ning get the crucial Naihe Bridge!

In the end...it was a misunderstanding.

Luo Li felt ashamed and gave Murong Lingbei ten spiritual stones as an apology.

As soon as Su Chuo felt ashamed, he agreed to take Murong Lingbei to Su's library to read.

Tongyan Shaman returned to Luojiaban again, and Xiguer, Fuguer and others were very happy.

As for Xiao Hei, whose trip was in vain, he could only look for Yin Rong dejectedly.

But seeing the cold look on the female wolf's face, the arrogant dog didn't bother to lick it, so he had to walk away as lonely as snow to find the old man who had always looked down on him.

Lao Jianxi is a great contributor to the Luo family.

Without Lao Qiang, seven of Luoning's current eight tripods would have not been found.

So as soon as Luo Ning came back from the fairy world, he fed Lao Jianji a monster pill.

The old man was originally just a sick and ordinary cow waiting to be slaughtered, but now he has become a perfect seventh-grade demon cow.

Gouzi came to Lao Jianxi's Demon Niu Cave and saw Lao Jianxi's head lowered to the ground, and a little boy was pulling Lao Jianxi's horns.

This little boy is Tang Heng, the young master of Duke Wei's mansion.

Although he is only two years old, he is taller than a three-year-old child.

His strength also improved day by day.A child as smart and energetic as a five-year-old can run like a gust of wind.

Tang Heng liked to come and play with Lao Jianxi the most, because Lao Jianxi was the most honest and willing to play with him.

Everyone in the mansion knew that Mr. Heng also liked Lao Jianji very much.

"Master Fu Dou!" Tang Heng looked at Xiao Hei and suddenly screamed, "You came just in time! You are not allowed to use magic, let's wrestle!"

The little thing let go of the old cow's horns and said, "The old cow is too honest, you want to play with me."

After speaking, he rubbed his little hands and said, "I'm going to grab your tail and lift you up high! But you can't bite me!"

Xiao Hei suddenly retreated and clamped his tail.

"Ancestor!" A voice came, and her mother Tang Wan appeared in front of her.

Tang Wan had a gentle personality, but at this moment, her eyebrows were bristling.

"You are so small, but you play with monsters all day long, what will you do? It's just your skin!"

"Mom, please leave me alone!" Tang Heng said in a milky voice, but his little face was a little fierce, "I told you, you must wear armor at the age of five!"

"Brothers who fight tigers, what do you know about me!"

Tang Wan's face turned green.

This son is much smarter than other children of the same age, but he is also much wilder.

"Wearing armor at the age of five? Are you kidding me?" Tang Wan laughed angrily, "Not to mention those powerful monks, even ordinary armored ones, you can't beat them!"

"Them?" Tang Heng snorted, his little hands on his waist, "They are just chickens and dogs!"

Tang Wan stamped his feet, "Your brother is back, let's see if he doesn't deal with you!"

"Ah? Brother is back?" Tang Heng's face was stunned and his body trembled, "Mom, you didn't tell me earlier!"

After saying that, he dropped Tang Wan and ran out like the wind, "Brother!"

Tang Wan looked at the little thing's back and couldn't help but clenched her teeth.

Tang Heng hurriedly ran through a garden and saw two little girls walking out of the garden smiling.

One is only six or seven years old, and the other is already in his early ten years.

They are all decorated with pink makeup and jade, and look like flowers and flowers.

It is Xiguer and Huadie Zhenzhen.

When the two little girls saw the monkey-like Tang Heng, they immediately frowned.

The only thing missing was the word "hate" written on his face, and he quickly walked away.

"Hey! Two nieces!" Tang Heng shouted in a sweet voice, "Why don't you call me uncle? It's rude!"

The two little girls were helpless and had no choice but to stop and salute together.

"Uncle Master."

"uncle."

"Well, no courtesy." Tang Heng waved his hand seriously, "How are you doing with your cultivation? My brother once said that you must first train your mind when practicing. The Taoist heart is like the new moon. This is the most important thing."

The two little girls had a hard time holding back their laughter.

"Yeah, my niece has remembered what you always said."

After finishing speaking, he hurried away without waiting for Tang Heng to speak again.

But even they had to admit that Tang Heng was really a big kid and couldn't be treated like a two-year-old child.

At least...five years old!
Tang Heng looked at their backs and couldn't help but snorted coldly.

They all bully me for being a kid, right?

In a few years, I will go into battle wearing armor, please open your eyes!
"Master Heng." Suddenly an enthusiastic voice sounded.

Tang Heng took a look and saw a middle-aged man with a pleasant smile walking from outside the court.

"Mr. Qian Si." Tang Heng immediately recognized that this person was Qian Si Abacus, whom his brother valued very much.

A trace of surprise flashed in Qian Sibaanpan's eyes, and he laughed and said:

"Young Master Heng is so young, but he can remember me. He is really smart."

Tang Heng was a little strange.

He remembered that Mr. Qian Si gave him toys and touched his head, praising him for his tiger head and swallow-like jaw, and that he had a long road ahead.

At that time, Mr. Qian Si felt like an elder, very friendly.

But today, Mr. Qian Si is not as familiar with him as he was last time, but he is quite familiar with him.

"Mr. Qian Si came to the mansion today to talk about business?" Tang Heng asked in an impish tone.

Qian Sibao said: "Today is not to report the accounts, but your brother is summoning me to say that he has something to discuss. I haven't seen him for a long time."

After saying that, he smiled perfunctorily at Tang Heng and went straight into the atrium.

……

In the quiet room, Luo Ning sat cross-legged.

Sitting next to him were Luo Li, Su Chuo and Murong Lingbei.

"Let's start." Luo Ning said.

"Yes." Murong Lingbei nodded and took out a piece of cold soul-nurturing wood.

After the human body dies, the soul cannot survive alone and will soon become undead.

Only a very small number of souls have the chance to become ghost cultivators.

But if there is a soul-nurturing tree, it can temporarily inhabit the soul, and it will not become an undead, and it will not be considered a complete death.

Then, there is a chance to resurrect the body.

At this time, as soon as the soul-nurturing wood was taken out, a soul floated from it.

"Yes... it's the lord!" Yuanhun's voice sounded faintly, "This subordinate finally sees the lord!"

This phantom is the soul of Qian Sibaan.

Luo Ning sighed, "Brother Qian, you have suffered."

PS: That’s it for today, Crab!Good night!
(End of this chapter)