Cultivating immortals and destroying the world is their duty

Chapter 40 Is there anyone who doesn't have eyes?

"Wow... so this is the ultimate treasure, but why is it so... nondescript?"

Nanshan raised his head and looked up the tower. Every floor of the tower was crowded with all kinds of dead souls having fun. The sound almost felt like the tower was about to collapse.

"It's right to be neither fish nor fowl..." Qingyue walked towards Nanshan, raised his neck and said, "I heard that the second-generation Pluto is a very special existence. The underworld accepts the souls of human beings, but not everyone can have reincarnation. Therefore, after a long time, he was also worried about the accumulation of resentment in the underworld, so he built many leisure and relaxation places like this."

As long as the dead souls are not convicted by the Nether Division, they can be allowed to live in the upper underworld, and they can also go to the extremely high treasure mirror to have fun and relax at any time.

"I've heard that the second generation of Pluto is bohemian all day long and doesn't care about political affairs. He doesn't look like a stupid person." Qingyue said again, his eyes drifted to Dongli, and he sent a message to him.

Dongli was unmoved after hearing the sound transmission, and only said softly to Nanshan, "If you want to play, go, Eldest Brother will watch over you."

From the beginning, Nanshan has been watching the lively scene in the tower with a smirk on his face, and he didn't hear what Qingyue and Dongli said at all.

Not long after, a group of dead souls pushed and shoved to go in. Nanshan saw an opening, and quickly joined the team, squeezed into the group of dead souls, and entered the tower with them in a daze.

After entering, Nanshan fumbled around. Although the previous trip to the demon world gave her a lot of insight, this is the underworld, the residence of the dead. She had read some introductions in the classics collected by Xianling Mountain.

As long as they are not killed by powerful spells, many original dead souls can "live forever" in the underworld.

After many ordinary dead souls settle in the upper underworld, they will intermarry with each other. Generation after generation, the human blood in their children is getting weaker and weaker, and they are almost non-existent, so they are called "original dead souls".

Although the appearance of these dead souls is the same as that of human beings, they are more or less tainted with a ghostly aura. Nanshan is not afraid at all, and greets them very familiarly. The dead souls are not timid. Kindly invite Nanshan to have fun with them.

Going up layer by layer, each floor has a different theme, some are snack streets, some are theater gardens, and some are arenas. The side edge is a slope, and many extremely elastic ropes are tied to the railings. The ropes hang down one by one, and the dead souls can tie them around their waists and jump down from the highest point of the tower.

Below the tower is a land of sharp knives and lava. The dead souls who jumped from the top of the tower can taste the thrill of death in an instant, but they can be tied tightly by ropes, so there will be no real danger.

Dongli has been following Nanshan all the time. At this time, he frowned slightly, and his fingertips moved slightly behind his back. He knew that Nanshan would definitely not miss such a thrilling game. If there was any accident on the rope later, He will protect Nanshan with his celestial power and will not cause her any harm.

Sure enough, Nanshan was instigated by those young dead souls, and also stood on the high platform.

However, the things in this extremely precious book are very strong. After Nanshan played several times in a row, the ropes were still as strong as before, and Dongli finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But his gaze was still closely following Nanshan. Among the dead souls who had played with her to the top of the tower before, some of them were about to move, with malicious expressions on their faces.

One of them walked up to Nanshan carelessly, touched his smooth bald head, and shouted arrogantly: "Girl, you're quite playful, I haven't seen you here before, young master, are you new here? "

Immediately a follower responded: "You are really handsome, do you want to play tandem dance with our young master?"

"Tch..." Nanshan rolled his eyes, untied the rope, turned around and left.

In fact, she really wanted to tell this bald head what happened to those guys who robbed their carriage before. If the bald head didn't follow them at all, she would have the right to do good deeds for the two senior brothers.

But the bald soul couldn't guess what Nanshan was thinking, and immediately stretched out his hand to pinch Nanshan's shoulders, shouting: "Hey, you have a temper. In this treasure chest, there is no soul that dares to treat this young master like this." disrespectful!"

The attendant immediately began to dutifully report his family name: "You are really a dead girl who has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai. The person in front of you is the master of our Supreme Treasure Book, and in the future he will inherit the entire Supreme Treasure Book. Talking to you is to think highly of you, don't... ouch, ouch."

Before he finished speaking, a big hand firmly clamped the servant's wrist from the side, and he lifted it up effortlessly. The servant huddled up in pain, looked up, and saw a pair of bone-chilling eyes, staring at him. Staring at him was like staring at a dead man.

"You, what are you doing!" The bald man's face changed, and he seemed a little flustered. He had never seen such a pair of eyes, and those eyes seemed to be able to swallow his ghost in an instant.

Dongli used a little bit of strength in his hand, and the follower was immediately squeezed into a cloud of green smoke by him, and the onlookers were all shocked. After all, everyone knows that turning into a cloud of green smoke is very difficult for the dead souls. mean something.

"You are bold! You are so courageous! How dare you commit crimes and murder in the Supreme Treasure..."

The bald soul took two steps back, and was about to yell out, but it seemed that he hit a solid stone wall behind him, causing him to stagger forward a few times.

"To be honest, I feel worthless for your father..." Qingyue's voice sounded behind the bald head, "It's even worse if you die here later after raising such an ugly thing like you." It's worth it."

"Wait, wait!" The bald head trembled from Qing Yue's indifferent eyes, immediately covered his face with his hands, knelt down and shouted, "Don't, don't kill me, I was wrong... I was really wrong ... Daddy save me!"

"It's useless to call him father..." Qingyue rolled up his sleeves, with a ferocious look on his face like a butcher picking a rooster in a chicken coop and preparing to kill him.

"Wait, Second Senior Brother."

At this time, Nanshan stepped forward to stop him, and said with some anxiety, "Let's leave here quickly."

"Come on, I haven't made him cry and beg to call me daddy yet..." Qingyue wanted to pounce on him with all his teeth and claws, wishing he could immediately conjure a big stick in his hand and hit the bald head with it.

After finally pushing and dragging Dongli and Qingyue to the corner, Nanshan's face was flushed, "Eldest senior brother! Second senior brother! You are too exaggerated!"

"Why, what's the matter?" Qingyue asked her a little puzzled, "This is all bullying on you, why don't we sit idly by?"

"The problem can be solved after a beating and a lesson. Why do you have to kill others? These people are not the robbers before. They are not guilty of death, right?"

Dong Li was stunned for a moment, he really wanted to explain to Nanshan that he really only used less than half of his strength, maybe not even half of it... not even a single one as big as a fingernail.

"It's because those things don't have eyes, they are obviously weak like ants, and they insist on rampaging like elephants."

Qingyue pursed his lips, and glanced at Dongli's embarrassed bow. He knew that Dongli didn't want the life of that servant on purpose at all. No matter how low the lord of the devil world was, he wouldn't have trouble with a little dead soul.

After Nanshan heard Qingyue's words, his eyes widened suddenly, his fists were clenched tightly, and he roared with such force that his chest was almost shattered: "If everyone in the world thinks like you, it will only give birth to More robbers and villains! Everyone wants to be stronger than others, everyone wants to be an elephant to trample ants to death, but tell me, are there more ants than elephants in this world, or are elephants More than ants?"

She is not the kind of woman who likes to spread kindness without thinking, but for some reason, at this moment, countless pictures flashed in her mind, which seemed to be strange pictures that did not belong to her at all. Unable to stop the soreness, he leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

"What the hell am I talking about?" Nanshan asked himself suspiciously.

Dongli and Qingyue were also really taken aback. At the moment just now, they all felt a powerful and unknown force wrapped around Nanshan, but in the next moment, when Nanshan finished saying those bullshit words, then The force suddenly disappeared, and he couldn't even detect the slightest breath.

something wrong.

Dongli and Qingyue looked at each other, seemingly confused.

"Okay, okay, it's all the senior brother's fault, I promise you, I will never make any casual moves in the future." Dongli walked to Nanshan, patted her on the back lightly with his hand, and calmed her down. The power of the mind and spirit quietly passed into her body.

Nan Shan nodded blankly, the image that flashed in her mind at that moment seemed to disappear along with the strange feeling in her heart just now, no matter how hard she racked her brains to recall, she found nothing.

Turning around and seeing Dongli's handsome face, Nanshan was in a daze for a moment.

The three of them covered their figures a little, and retreated from a corner door at the top of the tower. Dongli thought for a while and was still uneasy, so he immediately sent a voice transmission to Qingyue: "In the future, you must never hurt ordinary people in front of Nanshan."

(End of this chapter)