Rebirth of the willow tree, creating the strongest tribe in the ages

Chapter 860: The Special Functions of the Underworld

Jiang Huai's figure was graceful, stepping into the black fog that was like a tide. His cloak fluttered, and the whole person was like a flash of silver lightning. In the blink of an eye, the scene around him was rapidly receding.

It seemed that they didn't notice anything abnormal about the black ship at all.

Or maybe he didn't care about the abnormality on the Ukrainian ship at all.

He headed straight for the black boat nonchalantly.

The moment they got on the boat, those figures who looked like zombies were stunned at first, a little confused, and then something triggered them, and they turned their eyes away from Shen Zhinan and looked at him, the uninvited guest.

The pairs of eerie and dull eyes were extremely confused at this moment.

Why did a man with white light suddenly appear? !

Also, who is the other party?
In the midst of the cold wind,
All the figures on the black ship opened their mouths at the same time.

The sharp teeth, yellowed, stained, and not even complete, started moving up and down.

It sounded like the tearing of flesh, or like the rattling of rusty springs of hundreds of broken bellows.

To be honest, this sound is enough to make most people feel creepy, even immortals would feel a chill in their hearts.

This throbbing comes from the qi, blood and spirit.

"Who are you?"

"who is it?"

“Who is it?!?”

The eerie and shrill voice asked this question three times in a row, each time louder than the last.

In the end, all the sounds turned into something like hysterical screams.

At the same time, the zombies' originally iron-blue eyes turned scarlet.

The red light tore through the darkness and hung in the inky air, like a group of madly hungry wolves floating, so red that it made people's heart palpitate.

Because Jiang Huai didn't say a word from beginning to end, he just looked at the figures hidden in the black fog with calm and indifferent eyes.

This calm demeanor made the eyes in the darkness unable to hold back their anger.

Why are they so calm? This is their home ground.

This is a small hell, and those who come here alive will die.

There are small and big hells.

Strictly speaking, whether it is a small hell or a big hell, it does not actually belong to the underworld.

The underworld is dominated by reincarnation, but reincarnation does not exist in hell.

All souls sentenced to hell will suffer endless and unimaginable torture and punishment.

But hell and the underworld are complementary to each other. The underworld is originally dark, and when darkness reaches its extreme it becomes hell.

The underworld without hell cannot be considered the underworld, and the underworld with only hell can only be considered a place of purgatory.

As for the criteria for dividing small hell and big hell, it is actually very simple.

It's just that the former is slightly smaller in scale and the latter is slightly larger in scale.

But if we talk about the degree of danger, we need to make a specific analysis.

Jiang Huai naturally didn't need any analysis.

Wherever he looked, all the mysteries of the world flowed in his eyes, twinkling like stars, dazzling, and all the secrets of this little hell were also displayed before Jiang Huai's eyes.

Finally, his sight fixed on the end of this dark place.

It is even more interesting in the eyes with twinkling stars.

But it was also in the next moment.

The night sky around suddenly rolled violently, like a beast about to wake up and crashing into the coffin that bound it at all costs.

Faintly, in the undercurrent below, there was a huge figure trying to stand up.

This situation made Shen Zhinan turn pale, and his heart beat like a drum, as if it would burst out of his chest in the next moment.

Is this really something he could dream about?

But if it was really something he could dream about, why was he so miserable and aggrieved in his dream? Why couldn't he dream about himself being more powerful?

Or maybe I could try jumping off the boat myself, maybe I could wake up right away...

I always woke up like this before.

Although I couldn't fall asleep again after waking up, I also avoided having nightmares.

"be honest."

Jiang Huai glanced at Shen Zhinan, who was full of thoughts, then looked at the surging black shadows below, and finally spoke to the latter in a cold voice.

Jiang Huai responded with a roar.

Seeing this, Jiang Huai spread out his palms, and suddenly a ball of blazing flames rose above his palms.

It is like a blazing sun, extremely hot.

The color of the flames was deep and hot, the flames rolled and licked the air wantonly, each roll brought a heat wave, the surrounding air seemed to be ignited by it, twisted and surging.

The heat waves from the raging flames instantly enveloped the black ship.

All of a sudden.

On the black ship, these zombie-like figures suddenly screamed as if they were doused with sulfur.

His eyes were illuminated red by the flames, and the muscles on his face were twisted in pain, as if they were about to split apart. His whole body quickly turned charred, emitting black smoke, like a charred dead wood. He subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands, but the heat from the flames still mercilessly penetrated through his fingers.

It was only a palm-sized flame, but it had unimaginable power.
At the same time, the sails on the black ship were burned to pieces by the heat waves of the flames, and the torn holes in the canvas whistled in the strong wind, as if they would be torn apart at any time.

The hull began to twist and deform under the burning flames, making a harsh "squeaking" sound, as if it would sink at the next moment.

A wailing sound was heard.

The figure hiding under the black current immediately became quiet.

"Huhuhu..."

The black boat started moving again, accompanied by the sound of the wooden oars gently cutting through the water, slowly moving forward towards the dark and unknown depths ahead.

Jiang Huai stood at the bow of the boat, his clothes swaying gently in the wind, his eyes still calm and deep.

As the black ship went deeper, the surrounding scene began to subtly change. An ancient altar slowly emerged from the black fog ahead.

On the altar, various offerings were placed, with ancient runes flickering on the offerings, emitting a faint fluorescence.

In the center of the altar is a huge statue.

Shen Zhinan's eyes widened.

That statue looks exactly like me!
However, the statue's mouth was wide open and it was dark inside, like a passage, but no one knew where it led to.

At this moment, Shen Zhinan felt someone's eyes were on him.

He turned his head quickly.

I found that the man in a white cloak next to me was looking at me slowly.

Before he could open his mouth to speak, the other party spoke first: "I will come to find you tomorrow and give you a great opportunity." Jiang Huai withdrew his gaze from the passage of the small hell and said slowly.

The main reason he came here was to verify his hypothesis.

The profession of Ghost Emperor in the underworld probably has little to do with the realm of cultivation, but rather with other aspects, for example, one can create a passage to purgatory.

Shen Zhinan was stunned for a moment, but before he could react, the scene in front of him suddenly became blurry, as if someone was stirring the mirage in the water, and then he felt like he was drowning again.

Then, he lost consciousness.

The next day.

It was just getting light, and the morning light gently covered the small house with black tiles and earthen walls like a veil. Inside the house, Shen Zhinan suddenly opened his eyes and gasped for air.

“How terrible?!”

Shen Zhinan woke up from his dream and felt the slight coolness coming from outside. He was stunned for a long time. He should have been very scared, but when he thought back to what happened in the dream, he suddenly didn't know whether he should be scared or not.

If the first half was the case, it was indeed quite scary. He could feel that the dream he had seemed to be taking him away. If he really followed the black ship, he didn't know what would happen.

But if the second half was included...it didn't seem to scare him so much.

just.

Recalling what happened in his dream, Shen Zhinan was a little dazed.

Is it really just a dream?

If it was just a dream, why did I keep having the same dream for such a long time?

And the images and feelings in the dream are too real, aren’t they?

He climbed up from the pit and took a good look at his body in the moonlight coming in from the window. He found that he had no broken arms or legs.

There was no soreness in the body.

Is it really just a dream?

At this moment, Shen Zhinan seemed to remember something and hurriedly looked around in the moonlight.

The bedding was empty, and there was no familiar figure.

Recalling the first scene of the dream, the man's mind was shaken.

Just then, a familiar sound of footsteps was heard. The woman pushed open the door and said to the man with a happy smile, "Boss, you are awake. You must have had a nightmare last night."

Looking at the woman coming in from the door with breakfast, Shen Zhinan first got down from the earth pit, pulled the woman over, felt the heat from the woman, knew that he was a little suspicious, and immediately let out a long breath, and asked with some doubt, "Ling'er, how do you know?"

"I heard you talking in your sleep last night. You kept saying no, no, let me go, let me go..."

The woman couldn't help laughing.

Shen Zhinan also smiled slowly, and he was really relaxed.

He scratched his head, didn't say anything else, turned around and wanted to get up from the earthen kang to wash his face and eat.

But at this moment.

The scene in front of the man's eyes changed rapidly, swaying like a bubble.

Next to her, the woman's figure seemed frozen, motionless.

next moment.

The sky turned upside down, a big sun hung high in the sky, and layers of flames flowed.

I saw a familiar figure quietly appear at the door.

He was wearing a robe as white as snow, with fluttering sleeves, like an immortal descending to earth.

"you you……"

Shen Zhinan was horrified and exclaimed loudly.

This man, he had seen...

Just in my dream yesterday.

If he wasn't a man, he would have most likely been taken away by the black ship and something unpredictable would have happened to him.

But, wasn’t that his dream?

How did this man really appear in reality?

If you remove the eerie and hoarse tone in the dream, Shen Zhinan's voice actually sounds very similar to that roar.

Of course, this is inevitable.

After all, although the Little Hell can already devour its master, it still uses Shen Zhinan as its carrier.

In the dream, if Shen Zhinan saw more clearly, he would find that those zombie-like figures on the black ship were actually himself, but they were not of the same age. Instead, they included all the time periods of Shen Zhinan from childhood to adulthood, from youth to old age.

One body per year, a total of seventy-two.

"I told you last night that I would give you an opportunity. Have you forgotten?" Jiang Huai went straight to the point.

Although it would be a bit abrupt to go directly to the door like this, after all, given the contact we had last night, I don't think it would be particularly abrupt.

If there is a better choice, he would actually prefer to make a more impressive appearance.

But time is tight right now, so there is no need to pay too much attention to some details. Anyway, the general effect can be achieved.

Shen Zhinan was dumbfounded and completely speechless.

After all, thinking about it is one thing, and actually seeing it appear before your eyes is another.

"My wife..."

"She's fine." Jiang Huai said concisely.

He is still thinking about his woman at this time, he is a lovesick man.

But often, infatuated people are also the most affectionate!

Jiang Huai didn't waste any words. He stretched out his hand with his palm facing up. A faint light flashed by, and a token was seen lying quietly in his hand.

The token exudes an unknown temperature, neither cold nor hot, but a kind of warmth that makes people feel awe.

Take a closer look.

The surface is carved with a ferocious and unknown beast, with eyes as sharp as torches and fangs bared, as if it will break out of the token at any time and devour everything.

The back of the token is engraved with intricate patterns, with mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars vaguely visible, as if the entire world is condensed in this small space.

Shen Zhinan widened his eyes and looked at the token in disbelief. His whole mind was uncontrollably attracted to it.

It wasn't because it was so intricate and exquisite, but he had a feeling that this thing was particularly destined for him and was a symbol of himself.

His voice was trembling, and he didn't care about the abnormalities around him. His whole body and mind were attracted by the token. He asked cautiously: "What...what is this?"

His intuition told him that the mysterious man in white robe would not harm him. After all, the fact that he appeared in front of him meant that the nightmare he had last night was most likely true. If it weren't for him, he would most likely not see the sun the next day.

"This is the identity token of the Eastern Ghost Emperor. It is your identity symbol to enter the underworld. It not only represents your supreme authority in the underworld, but with this token, you can also command ghosts and spirits and control the cycle of life and death."

For some reason, these words that originally seemed like lies to him now sounded so sincere and real to Shen Zhinan.

But the underworld...what is it?
Why do you want to go there?
In addition, who is the Eastern Ghost Emperor and why did the other party give the token to him?

"Give...give it to me?"

"This thing originally belonged to you!"

Shen Zhinan widened his eyes and touched the token with both hands. He felt a warm power flowing into his body from the token. He was not dreaming.

"Shen Zhinan, I will give you three days to deal with trivial matters in the lower world. After three days, someone will come to pick you up."

Jiang Huai's tone was unquestionable, and it was not intentional. People in high positions will become like this over time.

"Pick me up? Pick me up for what?"

"Is this the lower realm? Where are you taking me?" Shen Zhinan's eyes widened, completely confused. For 99% of the creatures in the lower realm, they don't even know the nine heavens and ten earths, let alone the fairyland.

"Naturally go to where you should go, and you will understand when you get there."

Just then, the sound stopped abruptly.

Then, Shen Zhinan heard the woman's voice again, and everything returned to normal, as if what had just happened was just an illusion.

However, the warm feeling in his hand made Shen Zhinan very clear that what just happened was not an illusion or a dream, but reality.

(End of this chapter)