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Chapter 10 Montenegro is not black
Thousands of times, time flies, and the concept of time has long been lost in this nothingness. When arriving at the city gate, it feels like a lifetime away.

Although the city wall with accumulated ancient bricks has been weathered for a long time, it still looks solid and reliable, and the air of antiquity blows in the face. On the big plaque in the center, there are three big characters "city of death in vain".

Fang Bie had never been here before, but he could vaguely hear the sound of rushing water, probably it was the underworld.

Fang Bie walked into the city of death in vain, and found that the people in this city were no different from the towns in the world. There was a family of three chattering and going to the restaurant to make a cozy trip; People walking on Goulan Road are impermanent and overcrowded.

Fang Bie was walking on the street and suddenly found that no one in the city could see him, even if he had already walked in front of pedestrians,

The other party was still walking on his own, and finally slipped right past Fang Bie's body.

Fang Bie asked in confusion, "What's going on?"

At this moment, a voice sounded behind Fang Bie:
"The souls living in the city of death are those poor people who can't die well. If they don't want to, they can't enter reincarnation. The memory of suffering is scattered in the underworld, and they live behind the city of death."

"This is considered to be another life, but after this thread of soul is gone, there will be no chance of reincarnation."

"The three souls are not complete, how can I see you, the body of the Yang God?"

Fang Bie looked back after hearing the sound, and a handsome gentleman in black robe appeared in front of him. He realized that the other party was not hostile, so he did not act rashly.

"who are you?"

"Just like them, wandering souls in the underworld."

Then the black-robed gentleman changed the topic: "This is not the place you should come to. Seeing that you killed the old Black Mountain demon, you also created a disaster for this place."

"But what's the matter with you coming to this underworld? I'll see if I can help you, and then go back to the human world. Even if you have cultivated into the body of the Yang God, there is still a very important thing... It has been staying for a long time But I can't go back."

Fang Bie: "I just want to understand why I still have memories after drinking that bowl of Mengpo soup, that's all."

After hearing this, the black-robed gentleman scratched his head in a daze, frowned and thought for a long time, and finally came up with some reasons, but he was still not sure.

So he grabbed Fang Bie's arm, held his hand and closed his eyes to feel it, then opened his eyes, which were even full of shock.

"Beyond the wilderness, the sky beyond the sky... I can't see through your fate, it's interesting, interesting!"

Then he bit his finger, smeared blood on his eyes, and looked at Fang Bie again, the look of shock in his brows became more and more intense.

Then he wiped off the blood and shook his head:

"I have never seen such a clean and transparent person. My heart is empty. What I see is the answer you want, which is in the holy object in your hand..."

"Okay, your problem has been solved, and you can leave the City of Death."

After finishing speaking, the black-robed gentleman walked forward and stretched out his hand to push Fang Bie while Fang Bie was in a daze. Suddenly Fang Bie felt dizzy, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he was already in the human world.

Surrounded by the ruins of Heishan Village, Yan Chixia sat cross-legged and opened her eyes when she saw Fang Bie coming.

"Treasurer Fang, you are back!"

Fang Bie nodded, standing where he was, thinking about what the black-robed man said just now, "The answer lies in the holy object in your hand".

"Fuhualu, how many secrets do you hide..."

Fang don't plan to go back to Lezhong to ask what happened, because there are still some things to do.

The black mountain old demon has died, and the dark clouds that have covered Jinhua City for more than a hundred years have gradually dissipated, and the dead and rotten vegetation around it has also seen light again, and the cold air in Jinhua before has disappeared.

Then Fang Bie walked step by step to the side of the Monument of Wanmin Incense of Repaying Grace Mountains and Rivers.

Then he slapped it with a palm, strong winds rushed in all directions, his clothes fluttered, and the boundless brilliance filled the entire stone tablet.

Then it turned into a halo and covered most of Jinhua City, and the spirit of mountains and rivers and the incense of the people in this stone tablet all spewed out and merged into this mountain and this river.

"The luck of the mountains and rivers can be regarded as returning to the original owner. I only hope that the rivers and mountains here are safe and the world is safe."

As soon as the words were finished, the flat ground under the feet suddenly sprouted buds, and then broke through the ground and grew vigorously. In an instant, there were green forests, blooming flowers, and full of vitality.

The dry river bed also gushed out a clear stream, which finally merged into the Minjiang River in Jinhua City.

Looking into the Black Mountain, there are towering trees and lush branches, only the top of the mountain is bare, and there is only one snow-white flower fluttering in the wind.

Seeing this scene, Fang Bie's mood immediately relaxed, while Yan Chixia looked at the changes around her in surprise, touched the trunk of the tree, then looked down and saw a few beautiful little flowers, picked them up and put them in the tree. On the sword box behind.

"What a beautiful scene!"

Fang Bie also nodded:

"Indeed, it's a pity that the external troubles have been eliminated and the internal troubles have not been resolved, but the rest of the matter has nothing to do with me. It depends on which Wenqu and the virtuous monarch can solve it."

Yan Chixia was lost in thought, then returned to her usual appearance, followed Fang Bie and walked towards the Black Mountain while playing a ditty.

The distant mountains and clouds are long, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. It is mostly thanks to the luck of the mountains and rivers that such a beautiful scenery can be achieved.

"Brother Yan, is there a demon pill in Montenegro?"

"Dead objects turning into demons will not form demon cores, or they themselves are demon cores."

Yan Chixia stomped the ground and said:

"However, that old Black Mountain demon has profound morals, and the blood moon in the underworld before may be its inner alchemy."

An hour later, the two reached the top of the mountain.

Fang Bie put the snow-white flower in the package, so the snowflakes, ghost locust hearts, five grains, and clear springs have been collected, and it's time to brew the wine of floating life.

But before that, he had to go back to Joy to see what the so-called answer was.

Fang Bie: "Hero Yan, I'm going back here for fun later, do you want to go back together?"

"Okay, shopkeeper Fang, serve me a jar of good wine after I go later, let me have a good drink!"

Yan Chixia thought about it and agreed.

"Okay, then I'll save you this jug of wine. Please help me look at the store for a while, and I'll go back and get some things."

Then the two of them returned to the city at a quick pace. The fireworks were alive and the folks were in a variety of ways. The city felt completely new, as if it had been reborn.

In the midst of the music, the wine flag was still fluttering high, Yan Chixia was holding a wine jar, her face flushed and she was enjoying herself, hooking shoulders and backs with a few new drinkers, toasting and chatting.

Rang Fangbie was sitting cross-legged in the guest room, looking at the floating "Flower Record".

"Shu Ling, you should have heard the conversation in the city of death, so what is the answer?"

Then the pages of Huahualu opened lightly, and the brilliance overflowed.

[The answer has always been with you, beyond the wilderness, beyond the sky, with no destiny, there is nothing in this world that can bind you. ]
[The memory of the past life has not been forgotten, it is not the problem of Meng Potang, but you yourself do not want to forget, and then you did not forget. ]
[It is also for this reason that I will descend to you. ]
[This is the answer you want. ]
(End of this chapter)