Mystery: The Beginning is Clocked By Dao

"Wangxiangtaiwangxiang, the other side weeps the other side."

"Naihe Bridge Naihe, reincarnation enters reincarnation."

"The other side of the flower blooms and the other side is crying, and the six realms of reincarnation will eventually return."

A burst of singing came into Gu Feng's ears, and this time he heard the lyrics clearly.

And the person who sang was the woman standing by the Naihe Bridge.

"Sir, long time no see."

The woman looked at Gu Feng, bent towards him, and said softly.

Gu Feng: ? ? ?

What the hell?

If he remembered correctly, he was not from this world at all, why didn't he remember knowing such a person?

"This girl, I don't know you."

"It's natural that you don't remember the slave family. After drinking this Mengpo soup, who can have the memory of the previous life?"

The woman smiled bitterly. For some reason, Gu Feng only felt that her smile was very bitter.

"Where the hell is this?"

If this is just an illusion created by the magical powers left by Ksitigarbha Buddha, it would be too real.

Whether it is Wangchuan River, Wangxiangtai or Naihe Bridge, it can’t be restored only by supernatural powers.

"This is the place of inheritance left by Ksitigarbha Buddha, and it is also the former underworld."

The woman who seemed to be Mother Meng answered Gu Feng's question with a smile.

While speaking, she handed a bowl of Mengpo soup in her hand to the ghost in front of her. After the latter drank it, her eyes were blank and she walked towards the opposite bank.

"The Underworld? Is this all real?"

Gu Feng often goes to read ancient books and unofficial history when he is in the ancient clan on weekdays, and he has seen many records about the underworld.

But it seems that since tens of billions of years ago, something has changed in this world, making the underworld and the paradise world decline and disappear in a very short period of time.

And now, even the former ruins have not been found.

"The underworld has long since disappeared, and we have long since been annihilated between heaven and earth. What your son has seen is only the reappearance of the magical powers left by Ksitigarbha Buddha back then."

When Ksitigarbha Buddha became the Immortal Emperor, it happened to be tens of billions of years ago. Not long after the Underworld and the Western Heaven disappeared, the Immortal Emperor also became a flash in the pan and never disappeared again.

Ten billion years later, there is still no Immortal Emperor in the Immortal Domain.

"The underworld disappeared? Why did it disappear?"

Gu Feng questioned the other party reluctantly.

Since this is the place of inheritance left by Ksitigarbha Buddha, how can the ruins of the underworld appear?

In other words, why did the magical powers of Ksitigarbha Buddha recreate the scene at this time by coincidence?

Since Gu Feng entered this space, strangeness has been revealed everywhere.

Who was the voice that guided him earlier?

Who was the figure he saw on the Wangxiang Stone, and what exactly was the "Wangxiang" he saw?

Everything seemed odd.

No matter how you look at it, I don't want to be here just to find a heir.

"Young Master is the one who should be robbed, and the slave family doesn't say much about it. Master will naturally know when he should know."

The surrounding fog gradually faded and began to dissipate.

The other side flowers around are also withering and falling at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Naihe Bridge in front of him has also become half-real, and it seems that it may disappear at any time.

"Take care, son."

Before Gu Feng could say anything, Po Meng and Nai He Qiao changed as they appeared, and disappeared in front of Gu Feng silently.

The long queue of ghosts also disappeared, and the Wangchuan River was calm again.

Only Gu Feng's heart could not be calm for a long time.

He was completely unintentionally involved in this inheritance, and he didn't even know what the situation was.

He is the son of luck, the son of Dao, and he is sheltered by Dao.

But now it seems that his identity background is far more than what he knows?

Whether it's what Mother Meng said just now, or the magical powers of the Immortal Emperor that have been reproduced inexplicably here.

All made Gu Feng smell an unusual smell.

I am afraid that there are more people and things involved, and even the existence of Ksitigarbha Buddha and Immortal Emperor is just a flag on this chessboard.

"What the hell is this situation!"

Gu Feng sat helplessly in the gazebo.

Madam Meng's attitude just now shows that the two must have met and known each other before.

But he didn't remember seeing such a person after he came to this world.

Since I haven't seen it in this life, it's only in my past life.

Gu Feng thinks about what happened behind Wangxiang Shishang again, it won't be what happened in his previous life...

All this is like a mess of wool, but Gu Feng can't find the thread of the wool.

As for the Bodhisattva who appeared when he entered?

Thinking of this Gu Feng makes me angry. Except for coming in and showing a face and brushing a wave of presence, that Bodhisattva never came out again.

"Oh, I knew I wouldn't be here."

When Gu Feng was complaining, if the other thirty-five people knew about his current situation, I don't know how many people would want to exchange with him.

"All swords return to their ancestors."

Sikong Liuli's plain clothes were stained with blood and dirt, and opposite her was an angry-eyed King Kong holding a vajra.

Her hand holding the sword even trembled slightly.

Since she came in, she looked on the Wangxiang Stone and didn't know who was behind, and then this King Kong appeared in front of her.

Without further ado, he picked up the vajra and smashed it on her head!

The tens of thousands of swords and sword qi behind her now do not exist in ten.

The blue-shirted swordsman behind him was also in a state of embarrassment. The iron sword in his hand had gaps of different sizes, and a slender crack spread from the tip of the sword to the hilt.

"boom."

The vajra pestle in King Kong's hand smashed down towards Sikong Liuli's head with a strong wind.

The latter raised the iron sword in his hand and slashed at the vajra pestle without fear.

Sikong Liuli's mouth was torn apart again, and blood slid down the white wrist.

"What the hell is going on here?"

Sikong Liuli took a few steps back and looked at King Kong opposite.

When this gold first appeared, its strength was only in the spirit-melting realm. As a result, every time it was killed, its strength became stronger.

If you don't kill it within a certain period of time, your strength will still become stronger!

No matter whether you kill or not, you will become stronger, and now the strength of this King Kong is comparable to that of a powerhouse.

Sikong Liuli was already exhausted after fighting with Zi for so long.

There was only one thought in her mind: When will this thing end?

Not only Sikong Liuli alone, but the others who entered this strange space climbed the Wangxiang Stone and watched what happened behind them.

Then either a bodhisattva or a vajra appears.

They attacked them, and everyone was miserable. They could only kill the enemy again and again, and then meet the stronger enemy.

Except, of course, some confused and bored guy...*