Rumble In the dark world, a hole suddenly opened in the void, and a lavender figure fell down, causing the whole world to roar.
The black and mottled earth was like gold and stone, with large cracks opening and splashing floating soil all over the sky.
But in an instant, the ground that had been crushed out of cracks by his feet returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened, and there were not even any footprints.
Ahem Qing Yanghuan slapped the dust in the sky with his big hand and looked around.
He saw the dim sky and the hazy mountains rising and falling in all directions.
In the silent sky and earth, there was a kind of silence from ancient times.
"Bah, judging from Turtle Ye's 60,000 years of professional soil-eating experience, the soil here may seem loose, but it is stronger than gold and stone.
It is as thick as divine gold and has..."
"Speak humanly."
Qingyanghuan's eyes flashed with vigilance, and he was very rude to Gui Buxian.
This little bastard was always so out of character.
"It's very dangerous here, Ah Huan, let's go."
After being scolded, Uncle Turtle was very straightforward.
A fragment of the underworld hidden in the realm of light is so weird when you think about it.
Light and darkness never exist at the same time.
Qingyang Huan suppressed the excitement in his heart and headed towards the dim and rolling mountains in the distance.
The Great Underworld world established by the human race at that time was based on the Jiuyou Huangquan world, and it also incorporated many things that he didn't know.
For example, the eighteen levels of hell have never existed in ancient times.
In the Middle Ages, the underworld appeared along with it.
It was a place where humans were punished after death for those who had committed evil crimes during their lives.
Nowadays, the broken underworld is scattered between heaven and earth.
Each piece has undergone unknown changes in the long years.
It hides too many secrets and desperate situations.
In some places, even he, Emperor Daoyan, Anyone with strong abilities will be in danger if they enter it.
As he walked, he stepped on the dark and soft black floating soil, with no footprints visible.
In an instant, he had appeared outside the tall and undulating mountains tens of thousands of miles away.
Kakaka Outside the mountain, with the arrival of Qingyang Huan, the will-o'-the-wisps were brightly lit, like bunches of torches, forming a winding fire dragon, winding its way towards the depths of the mountain.
The starting point was at the foot of Qingyang Huan.
"According to legend, the underworld is so vast that even the underworld cannot control it all.
The lonely ghosts who enter the underworld sometimes end up wandering in the depths of the underworld due to unexpected circumstances.
If they want to return to reincarnation, they need to step on the journey.
Take the Netherworld Ghost Road and return to Naihe Bridge along the Netherworld Road."
Looking at the winding road ahead illuminated by will-o'-the-wisps, Qingyang Huan was a little condensed.
The ghost road in front of him seemed to have no end, and he didn't know where it was leading.
The winding path is paved with dark red crystal stones of strange shapes and sizes, and the pits are very uneven and rounded.
"Master Turtle, don't be afraid.
Our turtle clan is the most unpopular in the underworld." jingle After Qing Yanghuan stepped into the ghost road, he was surrounded by rolling mountains in front, back, left and right.
Surrounded by trees of death as black as ink, each tree was covered with A ferocious ghost.
These ghosts were absorbed by the tree of death, and the last bit of spiritual light in their souls was completely turned into an illusory painting, swaying in the wind.
"Ah Huan, there is a sound."
Without Gui Buxian saying a word, Qingyang Huan saw the end of the ghost road ahead.
As the ghost energy rolled, a petite female ghost suddenly walked out.
She was dressed in a red dress and had long hair flowing behind her.
As soon as the female ghost in red appeared, she had her eyes on Qingyang Huan.
"The slave family is thinking of the slave, Tian is the ghost road pick-up envoy, and has been waiting for you for a long time."
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More than ten feet away, the female ghost niannu Yingying bowed down.
There was no trace of ghost energy on her body.
She was like a real human woman in the Yangjian world, with a feminine delicacy and a charming aura floating around her smile.
"My lord, please follow me."
After the female ghost bowed down, she turned around and dispersed the thick ghost mist without waiting for Qingyang Huan to say anything.
The ghost fire outside the road illuminated a hazy ghost road.
"Ah Huan, I heard that all the female ghosts in the underworld like to recruit husbands.
They don't want to arrest you and make you a village husband.
They will suck your essence and blood and make you into a human being.
Keep it as a collection.
Take it out for observation from time to time. , I’m excited just thinking about it.”
Gui Buxian's words were distorted as he spoke, with a glance of excitement.
Ignoring Gu Buxian, Qingyang Huan followed the female ghost.
There was no doubt that this place was a fragment of a great underworld of the human race.
Since it belonged to the human race, he naturally wanted to take it back.
If God blocks the way, God will be killed; if the devil blocks it, the devil will be killed.
Crash.
After another moment of burning incense, the sound of rushing water came from the diffuse ghost mist, and a dark river lay in front of me, blocking the ghost road.
"grown ups."
The female ghost Niannu stood by the river, turned her head and bowed to Qingyang Huan again.
Qingyang Huan's eyes scanned the surroundings.
The river that blocked the way ahead was about a hundred feet wide.
Even for ordinary warriors in the wilderness, it was just a matter of leaping across it.
In the black rolling waves, strange beasts with gleaming coldness floated under the water waves, their ferocious fangs watching eagerly.
Qingyanghuan saw a wooden bridge on the river in front of him, but only the piers along both sides of the river were left on the wooden bridge.
In front of the bridge pier on the side where he was, there was a stone mill the size of a hundred feet.
On the stone mill was a black donkey-like beast with its eyes covered, and a hemp rope like a black python on its back, dragging it up the stone mill. of stone grinding.
Behind the donkey was a kid holding a whip and smiling flatteringly at him.
"have to."
Gui Buxian's little eyes took a look, and then he said loudly: "Ah Huan, if you want to cross the river and bleed, it's called money that can make ghosts go around."
Then Qingyang Huan waved his hand, a spiritual light flashed in his hand, and the spiritual stone washed down towards the millstone like a Milky Way.
These spirit stones were obtained as rewards by raiding homes in the Spirit Vine Star Territory.
It has to be said that the Spirit Vine Clan occupied the Spirit Vine Star Territory for an era and accumulated resources beyond imagination.
These have been found, as well as some private mansions.
Zang doesn't know.
After these resources were distributed to the human race in the Lingvine Star Territory, there was still a huge number left.
He originally wanted to take it back to the Qingyang Clan and teach it to the great elders, so that it could be used for the training of warriors and tribesmen.
I didn’t expect that it would be given to ghosts first before it was given to the clansmen.
"Sir, there are destined people on Qiaodu, and there are destined souls."
The kid driving the donkey said with a flattering smile.
"Ah Huan, I am too disgusted with what you brought out."
At this time, Qingyang Huan was also angry.
What the hell is this place?
Ghosts love money so much.
This is not a blatant road blockage.
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Maybe they broke this wooden bridge.
One hundred thousand pieces of star spirit stones didn't even make a splash.
This ghost is really trying to drive a donkey here.
Clang A broken spirit sword was thrown out by Qingyang Huan.
It was a weapon belonging to the young master of the Lingteng clan.
Although it was broken, it was because he was beaten by that idiot Zhu Rongyan.
Although it is broken, it is still a godless weapon.
There are quite a lot of these imperial weapons and royal weapons in his hands now, but none of them are just stones in the wilderness and can be squandered at will.
"Spiritual creatures have a fate, but divine turtles have a shallow fate."
Gui Buxian suddenly jumped up and shouted loudly: "I x, Ah Huan, don't stop Gui.
This ghost dares to collect toll money from Master Gui.
Do you believe it or not that Master Gui will beat him to death today and let him never die again?"
"Superborn."
"Don't believe it."
"If you don't believe me, why don't you come up with another imperial weapon?
Otherwise, how will Lord Turtle get through?"
Rumble Accompanied by the steps of the donkey-like beast, the stone grinders on the millstone began to rotate with a thunderous sound, just like the stars in the sky rotating around.
At this moment, Qingyang Huan also saw something strange on the stone mill.
The stone mill and the stone mill were engraved with mountains and stars.
As the stone mill rotated, the sun, moon and stars were engraved on the stone mill, rising upward.
The sunset goes round and round.
Buzz Waves of ghostly energy emerged from the stone grinding, turned into a black chain, and fell on the broken bridge piers on both sides of the river.
"Sir, please come with me."
The female ghost Niannu smiled Yingying, full of charm, bowed Yingying at the bridge, and respectfully invited Qingyang Huan.
"It's really dark here.
Is it worth the toll of an imperial soldier to stump Mr.
Turtle?"
Gui Buxian lay on Qingyang Huan's shoulder, stepped across the bridge, and shouted fiercely.
"At least three."
The next moment, he was picked up upside down by Qingyang Huan, staring at him and saying: "Master Gui, how about I throw you back to the other side of the river, and you have to do it all over again?"
"No, no, no, Ah Huan, this is a bit too much."
The female ghost covered her mouth and chuckled, turning her head constantly to look at Qingyang Huan.
Although he was quarreling with Gui Buxian, Qingyang Huan's spiritual will was not taken lightly.
The last time the underworld was fragmented, Jia Luo intervened.
This time, the underworld was suppressed in the realm of light, and it was already revealed.
Weird.
The grinder wants money.
The ghost that leads the way is very strange.
I just don’t know what lies ahead of the winding ghost road, and what unknown changes have taken place in the formation of all this over the long years. clang After turning three mountains, there was a bright light at the end of the ghost road.
The will-o'-the-wisp flames danced and illuminated a hundred feet in radius.
A statue was wearing a black robe, and the robe was covered with embroidered patterns.
The body was covered in the black robe, feeling No breath.
However, Qingyang Huan saw the white bones of his ankles exposed under the black robe.
They were white bones.
"On the road ahead in the underworld, ghosts only lead the way.
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Dare to ask those who come, if the moon waxes and wanes, the sun rises like the sun, the lonely ghosts wither outside the realm, the body dies and the Tao disappears, can there be justice in heaven and earth?"
A hoarse and unpleasant sound like the friction of stones came from the black robe, and a pair of jumping will-o'-the-wisp eyes stared straight at Qingyang Huan.
"There must be something wrong with this ghost."
It was Uncle Turtle who spoke again.
He looked at the ghost in front of him with curiosity.
What kind of pattern has the fragments of the underworld evolved into?
A greedy man came out before, and now a skeleton comes out, screaming about what is fair.
If this world were really so fair, how could there be so many conquests and changes in civilization.
In short, this skeleton is sick.
"I say, if you are sick, get treatment as soon as possible.
If it doesn't work, reincarnate early to give yourself a chance to make a new choice."
"Do you want justice for all the races in the world, or justice for my human race?"
Qingyang Huan found this place more and more interesting, and he spoke calmly.
This underworld has obviously been operating independently for many years and has formed a unique set of operating rules.
The most important thing now is to figure out who is controlling the operation of this underworld.
"Nature is the fairness of heaven and earth."
The black-robed white-bone man hummed, his voice a bit stuck, and Qingyang Huan heard this subtle tone.
"Oh" At this moment, Qingyang Huan chuckled.
Along with Qingyang Huan's chuckle, the white-bone man in black robe opposite took out a bone-white palm from the black robe, and gently grabbed it from the air.
The yin energy in the sky gathered and turned into a steel scale.
The three-foot scale beam is inscribed with sixteen stars, evolving into a vast space and time.
The scale is like a miniature continent, pressing down on the sky and the earth.
The scale is broken and as black as ink.
However, the weight that was the size of a baby's fist exuded an icy coldness, and Qingyang Huan felt that the aura on it was similar to the aura of the Treasure of Yama he had obtained.
Could it be that this weight contains sixteen small hells?
According to legend, among the ten palaces of Yama, each of the Yama kings is in charge of the eighteen major hells, and each of them has a small sixteenth hell in his hands.
"I measure justice for heaven and earth, but heaven and earth declare me evil."
"Who are you" At the same moment, Qingyang Huan's expression condensed, and the energy in his body burst out to the limit that was about to explode.
As long as he noticed the slightest movement, he would take action without hesitation.
"How can this world be fair?"
Qingyang Huan asked back, his eyes burning like the purple sun, and his voice became more and more fierce, saying: "The world is too big and there are countless races.
The human race alone is enough for people to expend their efforts to maintain.
You can't take care of the affairs of other races.
I don’t want to care either.”
"The ancestors of the human race shed blood throughout the ages.
The Suiren Emperor illuminated the fire of the human race in the dark ages of ancient times.
Hundreds of disciples and saints preached in all directions.
The human race settled in the divine land of the Cauldron and created the era of human civilization.
All they pursue is that our race is as vast as a dragon and humanity has no boundaries. , in terms of fairness, the fairness in my eyes, Qingyang Huan, is that my human race is standing in the wilderness, what does the life and death of the heavens have to do with me?"
Buzz The white-bone hands in black robes clenched the scale in their hands.
The white-bone hands made a clicking sound, and the ghost flames in the pupils shrouded in black robes jumped more and more fiercely.
"Ha ha" A miserable laughter came from the black robe, with an indescribable defeat in the voice.
"I use scales to weigh people's hearts, but people's hearts are unpredictable."
"I measure the heaven and the earth with fairness, and right and wrong turn around and become empty."
"What is this sky?
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What is this earth?
What is wrong with my way?"
"Yam Luo, tell me" "Say it" At this moment, the heaven and earth roared in the entire underworld, and the mountains shook, as if there was an earthquake.
The female ghost Niannu lay on the ground, curled up and shivering.
"Niannu, tell me, what's wrong with the lonely king?"
The big white-bone hand reached out and grabbed the female ghost who was cowering on the ground.
However, Nian Nu had already been hit by the fierce aura and his whole body was riddled with holes.
"When the scales are weighing mountains and rivers, the right and wrong must be determined.
When you were alive, you used your beauty to seduce a tribal man and murder your husband.
After your death, you will fall into the Abi Hell and bear the punishment of being fried in oil.
How can you transform into a ghost and obtain the status of the underworld?
, is this fair?”
"The lonely king punishes equally and maintains order.
What is wrong with it and why is it not recognized by the world?"
"Equality, you're tired."
At this time, a majestic voice came from the vast underworld, penetrating the spiritual world and calming down the angry black-robed bones.
"Things of right and wrong will be judged by later generations.
Three feet is a fair scale, and sixteen stars are balanced.
Nowadays, this square of heaven and earth has no use." s Apologize in advance, I can only post this update today.
I will take the train back to Qufu in the evening, and I have to pack some things during the day.
My relatives at home called and asked me to help carry the small crane I bought to lift the things.
I have to go upstairs and have almost no time for a few days.
Can you update tomorrow's story?
The clan leader doesn't dare to say enough.
There are a lot of things going on as the New Year approaches.
Also, I have banned and deleted the person in the comment area.
I saw that you don’t even have any fan points, and yet you still come to scold me.
I feel bad and consciously turn right and go to Baidu.
Otherwise, you can just make do with it.
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