Misery: my feet step out of the flames of war

Far away from the Yin Yang Station where the melee was taking place, a monk with antlers on his head and a staff in his hand led the Xuan Ming clan forward step by step.

After being rescued, Xuanming followed this strange monk almost all over the Dark World of Nipo.

The monk is very capable. Even if the ghosts pass by in front of them, they will not be able to find their whereabouts. This makes Xuan Mingshi suspect that the monk is already dead.

But he was very worried. As a lone soul who had smuggled in, Xuanming was caught in such troubled times. No matter which purgatory he was assigned to, he was in danger of being wiped out.

In addition, his mission was not completed. He could not return to the Bardo Realm without finding Zuoshan Qiyi.

Every extra day, every extra minute here is a crisis.

"Master, I have wasted so much time looking for Zuoshan Qiyi, so you and I should go our separate ways."

Monk Lujiao glanced at him and asked, "What will you do after you find Zuoshan Qiyi?"

"Get information about the Dark World of Nipo from her, and then go back with her."

"Now, following the poor monk throughout the Dark World of Nipo, haven't you obtained any information about this place?"

"Apart from seeing the four princes fighting back and forth, I didn't get any other useful information."

"Duh! Fool!"

"Master, don't curse."

Having followed the monk for a long time, Xuanming listened to his rambling words every day and became indifferent.

"If Heaven wants to destroy it, it must first make it crazy."

"Can't understand."

"Didn't you find that the evil thoughts and resentments in Ni Po's dark world are even worse?"

"The war has added more casualties. Although the Nipo Dark World is a place where dead souls are managed, the residents here are also living beings, and they will naturally have resentments after they die."

Most of the residents here look like the humans in distress, and a few of them look strange, with an extra eye and an extra leg. It's hard to tell whether they belong to the human race.

The biggest difference is that the ghost servants, handymen, and service personnel here do not eat human food, but make a living by sucking the death energy from the soul. Public officials are regularly distributed by the four purgatory, while other personnel rely on various kinds of food provided by them. Service exchange.

The Xuanming clan comes from the Ice Tower of the Four Wonders, which is also a foreign land. They are not surprised by this situation and don't think it is a problem.

The four great wonders had been like a family for generations, but in the end they all fell apart because of a Yuansheng Creation Ball.

War is nothing more than a struggle of interests. The winner is the king and the loser, and the winner is still alive.

Monk Lujiao shook his head and said to himself: "The moon waxes and wanes, and the water overflows. The evil thoughts here have exceeded the limit of the Nipo Dark World."

“What happens when you go beyond your limits?”

The monk drew a circle in the air with the green staff in his hand, and then made a "bang" sound.

"Bang! The whole world exploded and everything disappeared."

"Then we must find Zuoshan Qiyi before the explosion and bring her back to the Bardo Realm."

"Don't worry, the person who comes to pick you up is already on the way."

These words made the Xuanming clan excited. Wang Mei was married to the Demon King Zhixin. Even if others didn't care about the affairs of Ni Po's dark world, how could Wang Mei ignore Brother Wang? She believed that the time to leave this place was coming soon.

"Where do we go next?"

"Go meet another destined person, let's go."

Xuanming had no choice but to follow the monk and continue moving forward.

Not long after walking, a dark desert appeared ahead, with rolling yellow dust, diffuse yellow sand, no trees and no smoke.

Xuan Ming was about to ask where this place was when suddenly, a giant skinny dog ​​appeared in the yellow sand, and the ringing of a bell seemed to attract souls.

"Walking with wine is full of wind, the grass is withered, frost and falcons are falling in the clear sky. All the souls are lost in the sunset. People who hate the four strings want to grow old, and it is difficult to understand the meaning of dreaming about thousands of stations. At that time, it seemed that there was no rush." ​​Following the poem number, What appeared in front of Xuan Mingshi turned out to be an extremely beautiful girl with long light blue hair and a dark blue dress. She was also holding a staff in her hand. The silver bell on the staff was shaking. This is the source of the crisp ringtone just now.

Although the beauty in front of her is extremely beautiful, she appears to be unruly and unruly. Her steps are graceful and she does not have a sassy spirit.

Xuan Mingshi has seen not too many beauties, not too few, but he has no resistance to this kind of heroic and valiant ones. It instantly reminded him of his crush, Chao Tianjiao, and he was lost for a moment and forgot to speak.

Seeing that the two of them were speechless, the woman added, "It's not advisable to go any further ahead. Where do you want to go?"

"I……"

Xuanming was about to say something but stopped. Although this girl was beautiful, she didn't know whether she was an enemy or a friend, so she couldn't reveal her identity easily.

The monk bowed his head: "I'm here for you."

"Oh? Master, why are you looking for me?"

"Ask the female donor to perform a divination for the poor monk."

"Who is the master trying to predict? What's the matter?"

"It's just a matter of guessing where Su Huazhen is now."

The woman was startled, with a hint of wariness on her beautiful face, and asked coldly: "Who is the master?"

"The poor monk Mu Lingshan comes from the hometown of Tianfo."

"It turns out that she is from Mu Lingshan, one of the three human veins. The little girl has a lot of body fat and has met the master."

When Shezhiduo's knowledge was still real, Nihai Chongfan's Tala formation had long been destroyed by Luo Hu and a one-page book. The hundred years of dark night in the world was just a rumor spread by a cult organization, and naturally it had nothing to do with anyone. What happened to the three meridians?

However, Shezhiduo's true body is the branch of the Nine Dragons Tree. She has lived in a difficult situation for an unknown number of years. Her lack of involvement does not mean that she is unaware of it.

Hearing that it was Mu Lingshan, he immediately lost his vigilance.

"To be honest, Master, a few months ago my souls, Su Huanzhen's and Qu Shitu's, and I escaped from the body and were trapped in the dark world of Nipo. We were later separated due to the war. Now that I have finished my own affairs, I am also looking for them."

"Any clues?"

"The clues are constantly changing. I'm going to do the divination again now. Please protect me, Master."

After recovering her half body, Shezhiduo originally wanted to join Su Huanzhen, but the turbulent evil aura from Nipo's dark world made her spells inaccurate, otherwise she wouldn't have stayed here.

When She Zhiduo said that he wanted to do divination, the skinny dog ​​beside him howled and looked extremely angry.

"Ziliu, don't be angry. Anyway, I have violated the laws of this place. If I violate a few more, the result will not be worse."

Xuanming couldn't help but interrupt: "What is going on?"

"It's okay not to mention the past... In short, the use of any foreign magic is not allowed in the Nipo Dark World, otherwise we will be treated as stowaways. Let's start, Master."

Shezhiduo took out a black turtle shell and shook it, and the sound of copper coins clanging could be heard from it.

Seeing this, Mu Lingshan waved his staff and created a silent barrier, covering up the three of them and all the unusual movements caused by the divination technique.

Ding ding ding.

Three copper coins fell from the turtle shell into Shezhiduo's palm, forming a formation that Xuanmingshi could not understand.

"The divination shows that we must go north. It seems that we must cross this yellow sandstorm."

"Is there any danger?"

"This piece of yellow sand is called Hungry Dog Sand. Once the soul enters, it will be like a hungry dog ​​entering the belly. There will be no residue left. It's okay for my body to be different from ordinary people. Don't you know?"

Xuanming said melancholy: "I am already a dead person." (End of this chapter)