Journey to the West: The Rise of Martial Arts

Chapter 425 Nether Hell
Ren Qinglian saw that her snowy skin on her delicate dimple was delicate and smooth, like a blooming white lotus, she couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and said in a daze: "Chan'er, you are so beautiful!"

Yang Chanyu blushed slightly, and said angrily: "I haven't seen you for a few years, and I talk so nonsense when we meet!" Then she said with a dazed expression: "Speaking of business, I will follow you this time."

Seeing her persistence, Ren Qinglian thought that instead of letting her run around alone, it would be better to stay by her side, and nodded, "However, in the Three Caves of the Rabbit, you leave your real body in Huoyun Cave, and I will take your clone out. "

"Damn it, you are the rabbit!" Yang Chan thumped him lightly.

Ren Qinglian put on a pained expression and said aggrievedly: "It's just an idiom..."

Yang Chan giggled.

Ren Qinglian said again: "Then it's settled?"

Yang Chan nodded.

The two sat down side by side on a nearby bluestone, and slowly chattered about what happened during this period.

Ren Qinglian didn't hide anything, except that she was worried that she didn't tell the truth about her being trapped in the devil world, she didn't hide anything else.

One day in the sky and one year in the ground, in comparison, Yang Chan's experience is much simpler.

However, when it came to Ren Qinglian's reincarnation as Han Xiangzi among the Eight Immortals of Shangdong, Yang Chan was still very curious, and pulled his arm to make him look like Han Xiangzi for herself, but she was not used to Han Xiangzi Pushed down.

After a long time, the embarrassed Ren Qinglian stood up from the bushes, "Yang Xiaochan, are you going to murder your husband?"

Yang Chan, however, covered her mouth and giggled, seeing the purple golden flute pinned to his waist, squinting her eyes and fondling it with her delicate hands, "So, you can still play the flute now?"

"When I saw Xiao Shi in the Heavenly Sword Secret Realm, I wanted to learn how to blow blowing at that time. I never thought that after reincarnation, I would learn it by chance." Ren Qinglian smiled lightly.

"Cheng Long Kuai son-in-law Xiao Shi? I know him, he plays pretty well, but I'm more curious about how well you play!" Yang Chan giggled.

Ren Qinglian shook her head, it didn't sound good.

Where Yang Chan was willing to believe, she just pulled him and let him brag.

There is no rotation of the sun and the moon in Huoyundongtian, and the sun is always bright and beautiful.

On the boulder in the sea of ​​flowers, there was an ethereal Xiao sound, which made Jing Wei, who had just left the Human Palace and wanted to settle accounts with Ren Qinglian, stunned there.

Under the ethereal blue sky, Ren Qinglian in a black beast robe was blowing. Beside him, Yang Chan in a snow-colored palace dress leaned half on his shoulder, her long hair was blown by the wind and rubbed in the wilderness. Among the rising clouds and mist, against the iron-blue strange stones around, there is a misty naturalness and gentleness.

"Hmph, from this point of view, this guy looks quite good-looking!" Jingwei murmured subconsciously, "Bah bah, you big liar!" His face flushed, and he remembered being cheated away by the other party.Originally, she came to settle accounts with Ren Qinglian, but now, hearing the soothing Xiao's voice, and looking at the beautiful picture of the fairy couple in front of her, a thought that she couldn't bear to be disturbed rose in her heart.

The sound of the flute curled up, but the days when Han Xiangzi and Han Xiaoyu lived together flashed through Ren Qinglian's mind.As a traveler, he is doomed to be lonely.And that period of time gave Ren Qinglian experienced a rare warmth in this world, which had nothing to do with love. If Han Yu is like Ren Qinglian's elders in this world, then Han Xiaoyu grew up with him younger sister.Although judging from the scene where the little fox died for him in the end, the other party obviously didn't just regard him as a simple brother.

Shaking her head, Ren Qinglian saw Yang Chan's affectionate gaze and let out a long sigh.

Yang Chan is not stupid, Ren Qinglian has already told her everything about her reincarnation, she can guess it naturally, the sound of the flute is getting lower and slower, but the lingering song is endless, full of sighs coming and going, What is the so-called matter.

"It seems that the little fox occupies a lot of place in your heart!" He raised his head and said with his mouth curled up.

Ren Qinglian was in a trance for a while, the Xiao sound stopped abruptly, and the surroundings suddenly became peaceful and melancholy, birdsong, insects, streams, and even the sound of wind passing through the forest trees all disappeared without a trace, and there was only this whistling voice in the valley. The sound of the flute was lingering and slowly dissipating.

"What little fox, she had a name at that time, Han Xiaoyu. In my previous life, I envied other people to have a younger sister. I didn't expect that after reincarnation, she would get her wish. It's a pity... well, I don't know how she is now. "Ren Qinglian murmured.

Yang Chan held his hand and comforted him: "Don't worry, since Empress Houtu helped, there must be nothing wrong. Your sister is my sister, and I want a sister too..."

"Don't you have a fox girl in Wanku Mountain?" Ren Qinglian asked strangely.

"Yeah, that way I have two fox girls, hehe~~~~~~"

The silver bell-like laughter made Ren Qinglian feel better.

"By the way, when you blew it just now, there was a chill on the Xiao. Could it be a magic weapon?" Seeing Ren Qinglian's brows stretched, Yang Chan asked with a smile.

"This Xiao is called 'Purple Gold Xiao', and it was refined by the Taishang Laojun from the purple bamboo of Putuo Mountain in the South China Sea. It is not only a magic weapon, but also a not weak magic weapon."

"The magic weapon refined by the Supreme Lord!" Yang Chan's eyes lit up, and she stretched out her hand to hold Zijin Xiao, "It really has a calming power, and it should be the best bamboo in the South Sea Purple Bamboo Forest..."

Ren Qinglian saw that she couldn't put it down, and she looked like a little money fanatic, she couldn't help laughing and said, "Do you like it?"

"I like it!" Yang Chan narrowed her eyes.

"I like to send you off."

Yang Chan didn't want it.

"Give it to me. What are you playing? I think you play very well."

Ren Qinglian shook her head: "From now on, I will play this Xiao for you. It has nothing to do with letting you here and mine. Moreover, you know the effect of purple bamboo. Wearing it on your body can also help you cultivate."

After speaking, he handed Zijin Xiao to Yang Chan.

Although it is the same person, he is still not used to Han Xiangzi's literary style.

Yang Chan was as sweet as eating honey. She grabbed the purple gold flute and looked carefully, and saw that the flute was moist with purple jade all over, but there was a white vein at the tail, like a dragon, constantly exuding bursts of cool and refreshing. Power: "I'll keep it for you first, if you want to show Han Xiaoyu someday, come find me again!"

Ren Qinglian smiled wryly: "Yang Xiaochan, you look childish when you're jealous."

"I'm not jealous..."

Ren Qinglian grabbed her five fingers that supported Zijin Xiao, and said in a deep voice, "I will only like you for the rest of my life!"

Yang Chan's palm felt a little hot.

Ren Qinglian caressed the catkin, and continued: "Chan'er, when this catastrophe is over, I will marry you as my wife! Let's be proud of the clouds together, and we will never be apart again!"

Yang Chan's beautiful eyes were bright, and a blush rose on her face, she was extremely shy.

At this moment, the sound of "big liar" awakened Yang Chan from her fantasy about the beautiful future.

"I'm back so soon!" Ren Qinglian said subconsciously when she saw who was coming.

Yang Chan, on the other hand, was a little embarrassed to be too intimate with Ren Qinglian in front of Jingwei, she broke free from his hand, and yelled like a mosquito: "Jingwei."

Jingwei didn't notice her whispering, and stared at Ren Qinglian viciously: "Liar Ren, when did my father come to find me?!"

Ren Qinglian looked puzzled: "Is there not? The Holy Emperor of Shennong said not long ago that he missed his favorite jewel. Could it be that I got it wrong?"

"Hmph!" Jingwei snorted coldly: "Yang Chan, don't be fooled by his sweet words, you can't trust a man's words!"

Ren Qinglian curled her lips: "Looking at it like this, could it be that she was cheated by a man and hurt emotionally?"

The voice was very small, but Jingwei still heard it clearly.

"What are you talking about, I, Jingwei, like men!"

Ren Qinglian glanced at Yang Chan nervously, and found that Jingwei was approaching to hold hands, she quickly pulled her to her side, and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Jingwei, it's getting late, Chan'er and I will go say goodbye The three holy emperors have to leave first."

Jingwei didn't think much about it, she was elated when she called her senior sister, "Are you going to leave? Where are you going? I just have something to do and I have to leave Huoyun Cave too. Let's go together..."

Ren Qinglian pulled Yang Chan and walked a few steps faster, cursing inwardly, "I can't let this old lily haunt my Chan'er anymore!"

……

A few days later, Ren Qinglian took one of Yang Chan's clones and Jingwei parted ways near Beihai.

Jingwei still followed up with a stern face, without the slightest embarrassment of being a light bulb. Fortunately, she has her own destination, which is the undead volcano located in the northern wasteland of Dongsheng Shenzhou.

Ren Qinglian had heard various versions of the story of Jingwei’s reclamation in her previous life, and it was roughly similar to the history in this world. However, Jingwei is the daughter of the Emperor after all. It is not only the Dragon Clan that has the above relationship to improve the luck of their own race. The Phoenix Clan located on the undead volcano was also active among the Human Clan of that era.

When Jingwei turned into a Jingwei bird, it was originally just a girl's soul that inexplicably got into the body of an ordinary seabird called Jingwei. I can only fill the sea with stones in my mouth, the bird is boring!But at that time, there happened to be a stranger of the Phoenix clan beside Shennong, who fused a drop of his own blood essence into the body of the Jingwei bird, so that the girl's body had the blood of the Phoenix clan. Already has the strength of Jinxian Peak.

Going to the Undying Volcano this time is not only to meet my benefactor, but also to find an ally for the Three Emperors. After all, behind the Undying Volcano is the entire Suzaku Realm. One of the phoenix clans formed an alliance, and they will have more power to deal with the next catastrophe.

……

On the other side, Ren Qinglian continued to go deep into the North Sea with Yang Chan's avatar, and didn't stop until she was about to approach the Nether Blood Sea.

This place belongs to the intersection of Nether Blood Sea, Beiming Sea, and Beihai, but there is not even half a living thing around.

The entire surface of the sea seems to be fiddled with by a huge hand, forming a huge vortex, and there are countless small fish with fine scales in the outer layer, circling the vortex, but if you look carefully, you can find that those small fish are actually just one after another. The soul, the lower part of the vortex, is densely covered with this kind of soul. They were humans, beasts, and monsters before they were alive, but under the tearing of this vortex, they were broken down into fish-like forms .

Ren Qinglian knows that only this form can better counteract the absorption of the power in the sea eyes, but in this way, these souls will also lose the possibility of reincarnation.

"Is this the sea eye of Beihai?" Yang Chan came here for the first time.

Ren Qinglian nodded: "Have you never been to the underworld before?"

"I've been here, but I haven't walked through the main entrance." Yang Chan said with some embarrassment.

This sea eye in the North Sea is the legendary gate of ghosts. Ordinary lonely ghosts cannot break through here with their own strength. If they insist on breaking through, they will become that kind of existence .

However, there are hells in the underworld, and some gods with status want to enter the underworld, they will go directly through the space passage between the heaven and the underworld. The last time Yang Chan went in, when he followed Yang Jian to find their father's soul, it was already It happened thousands of years ago, and it was the first time that I really entered the gate of hell and entered the underworld through the North Sea Sea Eye.

"Let's go!" Ren Qinglian took Yang Chan's hand and led her into the vortex.

The powerful blood of the warrior made those soul fishes avoid Ren Qinglian's side far away. Looking from a distance, the sea eyes covered by these wandering souls automatically separated like a bead curtain, giving way to a passage.

The sea water was icy cold, and Yang Chan's avatar was only in the Nascent Soul realm, shivering from the cold.

Ren Qinglian put her true energy into the other party's body, led her to continue to go deeper, and soon passed through the gate of hell, and came to a world shrouded in the power of the underworld—the blood-colored underworld, the bone-like mountains, filled with The strong evil spirit in the world is desolate!
"The palace in the distance should be the Hall of Yama!" Looking through the barren mountain range, he faintly saw a corner of a towering temple.

Yang Chan didn't look that far, staring at a broken stone tablet lying on the ground not far away, and said: "Beimin Baigu Mountain!"

"Beimin Baigu Mountain?" Ren Qinglian's heart moved, thinking of the records in the "Netherworld Scripture" that she got back then, this Beimin Baigu Mountain is connected to Beimin Mountain in the Earth Immortal Realm, and it is a place where many ghost cultivators gather in the underworld .

Just thinking about it, Yang Chan suddenly called out: "Qinglian!"

Ren Qinglian turned her head to look, and saw a black hand suddenly stretched out from the white rock, trying to grab Yang Chan's ankle.

He didn't answer, snorted through his nose, and cast the soul-absorbing mark to refine the evil ghost hidden in the ground, and soon frowned: "These little devils who don't know how to live or die!"

Yang Chan was still puzzled, and more ghosts appeared all around, trying to catch the two of them.

(End of this chapter)