Apricot of the Great Desolation

Chapter 192 Huang Quan
Nether world, in the underworld.

A woman hugged the arm of a tall man and acted coquettishly, saying coquettishly:
"Brother, the sound of the zither is really sweet, like the jingle of a clear spring in the world. My sister has never been out of the underworld for tens of thousands of years. I don't know what the world is like now. I beg you, brother~"

A few days ago, Ah Cha suddenly came to Chi You, saying that he heard someone playing the piano in the human world and wanted the piano.

When Chi You heard this, his first reaction was that someone was plotting. There was an unknown amount of space between the human world and the Netherworld. How could the sound of the piano in the human world reach the Netherworld?He said nothing, calmly pulled Acha away and scolded:
"How old are you, and yet you still act like a baby? Are you ashamed?"

Ah Cha did not retreat but advanced, grabbed Chi You's arm and began to shake:
"Isn't she still your sister no matter how old she is? Big brother~"

Chi You seemed to be impatient, waving his hands and saying: "Let me think about this for a while, and we will discuss it later."

Hearing this, Ah Cha jumped up happily. This is the first time Chi You has let go in the past tens of thousands of years, which means that there is a door to this matter. She quickly said:
"Brother, wait a moment, I will go to barbecue for brother."

Seeing Ah Cha leaving in a hurry, Chi You smiled and shook his head, but then he became serious.

He, Chi You, had someone behind him. The Human and Witch tribes, two of the three overlords in the world, were his backers, not to mention that he was related to the one on the shore of the East China Sea.

Now since someone dares to plot against him and he hasn't discovered it yet, it means that his strength must be higher than his.

But it doesn't matter, I, Chi You, am not your opponent, but someone is your opponent. When encountering such a being, Chi You directly started to ask for help.

Chi You carved a diagram that was slightly different from the common Bagua array, and then recited words on it. As the Bagua array lit up, a message was sent to the human race's holy land.

Then an altar was set up, with the twelve ancestral witchcraft pictures engraved on it. He stood in the center of the altar and danced a strange dance. Originally, the altar was opened by the blood of the witch clan, but Chi You had long since lost his body as a great witch. Fortunately This body still has the blood of the witch clan, and can also activate the altar with the witch dance.

As a burst of obscure language sounded, a message was also sent to the witch world.

Soon after, both the array diagram and the altar lit up, and two identical messages appeared in front of Chi You:
"Don't move lightly, please enter the urn."

Chi You understood that it was Zuwu and Renhuang who were behind the scenes wanting to fish!
As for whether the fish will die or the net will break, Chi You has never worried about this issue. The two tribes of humans and witches united, and no three saints dared to take action.

At this moment, he sensed Ah Cha's approach, quietly wiped away the formation and the altar, turned around and sat upright, as if nothing had happened just now.

Sure enough, within a short while, Ah Cha came in hurriedly, carrying a mountain-like beast on his shoulders. It was supposed to be a ferocious and terrifying beast, but it looked a little cute in front of the alluring golden color.

Ah Cha said excitedly:

"Brother, come quickly, this is the Fengming Beast, it is the most difficult to find, its innate supernatural powers do not practice the laws related to speed, even Da Luo can't catch up, the girl specially made it for the elder brother."

With a smile on his face, Chi You grabbed it with his big hand like a cattail leaf fan, tore off a big wing and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

Ah Cha reached out to take the Wangchuan wine, poured a bowl for Chi You, and asked casually:
"Brother, there have been more and more souls on the Huangquan Road in recent years. There must be war in the world again!"

Chi You kept chewing, tearing off one piece after another, and then chewed hard with his big white teeth, making a vague "hmm" sound.

Ah Cha asked cautiously: "Why don't you let me go out to see the world, save the people, and earn some merit?"

"Ok!"

Then Acha thought to herself and said, "It's better to say goodbye! It's during the war, it's too dangerous to go out... huh?"

Ah Cha suddenly raised his head, looked at Chi You with a pair of big, lively eyes, and asked in disbelief: "Brother, do you agree?"

Chi You kept the meat in his hand, nodded, and gave an affirmative answer.

Ah Cha stood up immediately after hearing this. Although the underworld is a world of its own, it also has many scenery that is different from the outside world.

But no matter how beautiful the scenery is, there will always be a day when I get tired of looking at it. When Chi You entered the underworld, Ah Cha was still young, and was brought by Chi You to this Netherworld where red and dark are the main colors.

She still remembers the colorful flowers all over the mountains and plains when she was a child, as well as the vigorous figures chasing prey in the sunset.

Finally, I can go out again.

……

Wuming is still walking around the world, keeping company with Qin all day long, and still helping victims of disasters, never slacking off.

One day, Wuming was chanting sutras and doing morning prayers in the mountains as usual, and the early moon was placed in front of him.

What he didn't know was that there was a woman in a crimson robe watching quietly from a distance, like a rose blooming in the dark night.

The woman looked at the harp obsessively, and with Da Luo's cultivation level, she took the harp away unknowingly and ran away.

At this time, more than one force was watching Wuming and Acha.

Above the nine heavens, Zhen Yishi was dressed in merit animal clothing, aloof and independent. He frowned as he looked at Ah Cha below.

Under the Nine Netherworld, Xing Tian was quiet, his breasts transformed into eyes shining with divine light.

Both of them are well-informed people, and they easily discovered the power of Ah Cha. Each of them looked dignified, and they murmured in unison:
"magic!"

Although immortality is the mainstream in the prehistoric times, most of the human race still practice martial arts, but there are not no demonic cultivators. Many demons who survived from the ancient times are still in the prehistoric times.

The saints and those with great supernatural powers can't show their face to the younger generation, but the demons are the best at assimilation, and any race can be assimilated into the demons.

Because the devil's path is a great road, Rahu will not be destroyed, and the devil's path will last forever.

Therefore, both the human race and the witch race have more or less fought against the demon race, which is why they are so sensitive to the demon's breath.

Moreover, Ah Cha is already a Daluo Golden Immortal, and the demons that can influence Ah Cha are at least at the quasi-sage level. But as far as they know, the one with the highest cultivation level among the entire prehistoric demon clan is Da Luo.

What neither Zhenyi nor Xingtian noticed was that there was also a gaze on Wuming from Mount Xumi.

Seeing that Ah Cha took Zaoyue away, Zhunti breathed a sigh of relief, he was afraid that Wuming would really live and fly with the female ghost, but he was not good at this matter, lest it backfired.

Zaoyue is nothing more than a weapon embryo, and even if it is sacrificed to its peak, it is just a mid-grade acquired spiritual treasure. If it can be exchanged for Wuming to hone his state of mind, it will be worth it.

Ah Cha took the piano and returned to the underworld unknowingly.

When Wuming woke up after finishing his homework, he subconsciously touched Zaoyue, but the next moment Wuming's expression changed. He looked at where Zaoyue was and panicked instantly.

"Haoyue!"

The consciousness of the true immortal realm was released without reservation, but not even a single message from Zaoyue could be found.

Wuming stood up, his mood fluctuating violently, like a madman, staggering forward, murmuring in despair: "Where are you going, where are you going, who can take Zaoyue away without me knowing it, If it’s not Da Luo, it’s also Tai Yi.”

Suddenly, there was light in his eyes, and he changed direction and headed towards Lingshan:

"Master, master must know, he must know who stole Zaoyue!!"

On Mount Sumeru in the west, Zhunti was immediately anxious when he saw Wuming's scene. But on the other side, Kinnara also caused a lot of troubles, which made him exhausted physically and mentally, and he couldn't help but curse:
"The two masters and apprentices..."

Just as Zhunti was about to intervene, a black light suddenly flashed in his eyes, so dark that it seemed like it could make people fall into the abyss.

An evil smile appeared on Zhunti's face, he said a Buddha's name and said to himself:
"Amitabha, joy does not give rise to greed, and only by entering the world can one escape from the world of mortals."

But the voice did not come out, as if he was talking to himself, and there was a bit of struggle in his eyes.

Wuming used his magical power under his feet and headed towards the Lingshan Mountain. He was free and unencumbered, and he could follow his heart's desires. He was a hundred thousand miles away at the first thought, and he had a powerful magical power.

At this moment, a voice appeared in Wuming's ear: "Zaoyue was in the underworld and was stolen by Hades."

Wuming suddenly stopped, then turned around and headed towards Mount Tai. He no longer wanted to know who told him what the purpose of this creature was. He just wanted to find Qin and his early moon.

The underworld is a realm of its own, and only golden immortals cannot enter it, but the Netherworld is a part of the prehistoric world after all, and Mount Tai is one of the exits between the Netherworld and the human world, but Mount Tai is the place where the Emperor enshrines Zen, and the soldiers of the human race may not necessarily give this face .

Zhenyi and Xingtian had been paying attention to Acha and Wuming, and when they discovered the demonic energy, they each sent messages to their clan members.

Whether it is the human race or the witch race, the same sentence is still there: "Just wait and see what happens."

Under Wuming's reckless use of his magic power, he soon reached Mount Tai.

Wuming looked at the majestic Mount Tai in front of him, expressionless, and took a step gently. A sense of immortality filled the air, and he became the Golden Immortal, also known as Arhat in Buddhism.

In the nether world, the air of the nether world is icy cold, and if there is no immortal golden light to protect the body, even the true immortal without the body of the spirit treasure will be corroded.

Wuming walked all the way through Mount Tai and reached the Netherworld. As for why the human guards on Mount Tai didn't stop him, Wuming didn't have the heart to think about it. He just wanted to go to the underworld and retrieve his piano.

Mengyi, who was above Jiutian, condensed his eyes and stepped out into the small world of Taishan garrison. Looking around, he saw that they were all motionless and had been immobilized.

Mian Yi was shocked in his heart. Mount Tai, as the place where the Emperor of Humanity enshrines Zen, is more important than the capital city. There is a statue with immeasurable martial arts and a garrison of more than [-] gold bodies. Even a quasi-sage can be killed. Unexpectedly, he was killed by someone without knowing it. Everything was frozen during sleep.

Zhenyi did not dare to neglect and hurriedly conveyed the news back to the human race...

Eight hundred miles past Huangquan is the Netherworld.

It is said to be eight hundred miles away, but in fact there is no water, it is just a sea of ​​sand.

In the middle of this sand sea, there is an inn located here, where the Meng Po family cooks a bowl of soup. Every soul needs to drink a bowl of Meng Po soup to be reincarnated.

The Meng Po clan were officials of the Underworld personally appointed by Emperor Fengdu, and they had been in the underworld for hundreds of thousands of years.

Mengpo Soup is mainly based on the Wangchuan River, guided by seven tears, one drop of raw tears, two old tears, three points of bitter tears, four cups of regret tears, five inches of tears of lovesickness, six cups of tears in illness, and seven feet of tears of parting , and then boiled with Wangqing water, it can have the effect of washing the soul and purifying the origin.

The stench and bitterness of Meng Po soup cannot be explained by the fact that it tastes bad. Many heroes in the world cannot drink it.

Until the current Meng Po soup took office, I don’t know what she added to the Meng Po soup, and the originally unpalatable Meng Po soup became extremely sweet.

At this time, there were only four people in the Huangquan Inn, two men and two women. One woman exuded the aura of a fairy and was extremely beautiful. A girl with gaping teeth had a withered face, but the other woman was the opposite, extremely ugly.

An old man with a murderous look was sitting opposite the beautiful woman, separated by a curtain. A young Taoist was sitting on the table in the inn, drinking Meng Po soup by himself. The girl was holding a fan in her hand on a three-legged statue. Sitting in front of the furnace, his eyes rolled.

In the end, without knowing what she said, the beautiful woman turned into a big snake, devoured the old man, and then stuck a phoenix hairpin on her head.

The beautiful woman came out from behind the curtain, looked at the young Taoist priest and said:
"Young Master, does this Meng Po soup taste good enough for me?"

The young Taoist is Zhangye who came out to travel, he said with great interest:

"I have long heard that the soup made by the Mengpo clan in the underworld is extremely delicious. When I tasted it today, it is indeed well-deserved."

Meng Qiqiao smiled brightly, and her laughter sounded like a silver bell:

"Haha! This young master has been sitting in this Huangquan Inn for a whole day, so it's time for him to reincarnate!"

Zhang Ye picked up the Meng Po soup on the table, took a sip, and said with a very happy expression:
"Don't worry, there are still people who haven't arrived yet!"

Meng Qi kept laughing: "This young master is really interesting! When I check the secret book, if the young master has done evil, I will be reluctant to eat it!"

After saying that, with a flick of her green and green fingers, the bamboo album on the table opposite the curtain opened, and lines of words appeared on the bamboo album:
"Zhang Ye was born in Fengjing of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. He died at the age of 850. He accidentally ate the spiritual fruit when he was young, and his appearance lasted forever. He accumulated virtues and performed good deeds throughout his life, with immeasurable merits, no karma, and died without illness."

After reading Zhang Ye’s life story, Po Meng shook her head sadly and said:
"It's a pity that you, a tender-skinned one, have never done any evil, but you don't have the blessing to enter my belly!"

Zhang Ye chuckled and said nothing.

At this moment, the wooden door of the inn creaked, and a monk in white robes slowly walked in.

Zhang Ye said in a low voice: "Here we come!"

Meng Qi was uneasy. He looked at the monk who came and then at Zhang Ye who was sitting on the table. He stood there, not knowing what he was thinking.

Wuming's expression did not change, he clasped his hands together, bowed and said:

"I'm nameless, I'm in hell, I have something to ask Granny Meng!"

"What are you doing here?"

"After passing the underworld, I entered Hades. I want to see Hades, please help me."

"Why?"

A seed appeared in Wuming's palm, and he handed it to Po Meng and said:
"I heard that the eight hundred miles of Huangquan are full of yellow sand. This is Manzhu Shahua. I can give it to Po Meng. Use it as money to buy the road."

Meng Qi took the Manzhu Shahua, smiled disdainfully, and threw it away.

Wuming's eyes froze, but he still didn't say anything!
Meng Qi seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "The living is like the underworld, and it is also a death penalty. Why don't you let me eat you!"

(End of this chapter)