Old Feng wiped his sweat with lingering fear: "It's so fucking creepy, alas, this time it was all because I was obsessed with ghosts, and I almost implicated you in the seventh day of the lunar month. I'm sorry."

I grinned and said, "It's okay if you can still speak seriously. Since it's okay, we have to speed up the next journey a little longer. We must arrive at the Wude City as soon as possible. If we stumble for a while, we may have to delay the time we return."

Luck, a sensation of energy immediately burst out from the Dantian. I couldn't help but retching, and I suddenly felt that the Dantian was burned by fire, and I felt extremely uncomfortable.

Mr. Feng hurriedly said with concern: "What's wrong with you in the seventh day of the lunar month?"

I exhaled deeply, shook my head and said, "Fortunately, it was not the real body, otherwise what I would have vomited would be blood. I didn't expect that the identity would be so serious when I was lit. I ignored that I was not the real body. The Haoranian righteous energy in my body could not resist the yin energy here at all. I was really a bit rash, go quickly."

I'm also very young and energetic, and I actually have the energy of a newborn calf not afraid of a tiger. This is the underworld yin world, and the most deficient thing is the yin energy. I took a little of my own yang energy to show off. It's a blessing that I didn't cause big trouble. Perhaps the big man in Hei was also confused, thinking that I suddenly showed off my identity as a cultivator, and 80% thought I was a powerful master.

Mr. Feng grabbed my arm again. This time I wandered around and didn't plan to stop. Next time I encountered a land like Ye** and said that I could not lower anything. I speeded up. Soon, a huge building complex gradually appeared in front. It was closer. It turned out to be a huge palace. This palace was very strange. There were six edges and corners in front, back, left and right. If I were to lose weight, it was designated as a tower.

A clump of gray aura emerged from six directions, covering the entire palace, which was so grand.

Mr. Feng no longer dared to speak more, but his eyes were always staring at the huge palace, and he wanted to speak again and again. I casually said: "If the itinerary is good, this palace must be the ** Palace.

The so-called ** Palace, most of them are dead souls who have done all the sins and evil things. Legend has it that there is a ghost immortal in the ** Palace. Any evil ghost soul who comes here will give a bowl of holy water. Drink this holy water. No matter how cunning and vicious you are, you will tell the truth and enter the Hall of Yama to be honest with your sins in the sun.

I held the soul lamp in my hand, and I believe that the guards inside would not interfere with my freedom even if they saw it. Sure enough, when we passed by the ** Hall, there was no ghost general coming up to stop him. I felt relieved, and rushed under my feet,

Seeing that he was very quiet at this moment, Mr. Feng asked tremblingly: "During the seventh day of the lunar month, are you going to the Wudi City before?"

I shook my head cautiously and said, "There is another realm. You can only see the Naihe Bridge after crossing Yinshan, and you can only see the Wudicheng City when you see the Naihe Bridge."

When Mr. Feng heard this, he became interested: "There is actually Yinshan Mountain. I thought it was made up in the play. Legend has it that Yinshan Mountain is the full name of the Netherworld Mountain, located behind the Senluo Hall. Behind this mountain is the eighteen levels of hell, ,."

My eyes lit up, but I didn't expect that Mr. Feng knew a lot. Yes, the full name of Yinshan is the Netherworldly Mountain. According to records, this mountain is mostly concave and concave, and the momentum is even more rugged. It is as steep as Shu Ridge, and it is not a famous mountain in the Yang world. It is actually a dangerous land of Yinsi. The thorns hide ghosts and monsters. The stone cliffs hide evil spirits. There are no noises in the beasts and birds. In front of me, only ghosts and demons are walking, with the rustling wind, black fog is long and the rustling wind is rustling, and smoke is coming from the mouth of the divine weapon; the black fog is long and the secret gusts are spurted out from the darkness. Looking at the height and the scenery is no scenery, we can see each other, and we can see the mountains, there are peaks, ridges, caves, and streams; but the mountains do not grow grass, the peaks do not penetrate the sky, the ridges do not pass by guests, the caves do not contain clouds, the streams do not flow, and there are monsters in front of the shore, and there are gods and demons under the ridge,,,,,,

If it is an ordinary soul without a escort, you will not be able to pass through this dark mountain. The evil spirits and evil spirits below can easily capture the passing souls and sacrificial sacrifices.

Mr. Feng seemed to understand this, and couldn't help but stare at me with two eyes. I comforted me: "We have the soul lamp on, and we will pass by with our eyes closed, hehe."

Actually, it's easy to say. This is not the first time I've been in the underworld,

A confused old man and a child born in the underworld are accompanied by a ignorant and joyful person.

In the quiet mountains, hungry ghosts and poor souls cried in shock, bull-headed and horse-faced roaring, shouting and shouting, strange sounds were heard in front of and behind the mountains, Old Feng was trembling, hiding behind me, I was not much better. Although there was a clear soul lamp as a certificate, such a cunning place could still be calm, that would be pure nonsense.

It is not far away, nor near, but it is extremely long for us. After about half an hour, we finally passed the Netherworldly Mountain.

In front is a tall bridge spanning the Wangchuan River, Naihe Bridge,

The book "Fengdu Religion" records: There are three bridges on the Naihe Bridge. It can also be said that the bridge is divided into three layers. The ghosts of good people can safely pass through the upper bridge. Those with both good and evil cross the bridge in the middle. The ghosts of evil people cross the lower bridge. They are often blocked by ghosts into the dirty waves under the bridge and bitten by copper snakes and iron dogs. Every year during the incense meeting, pilgrims compete for paper money or copper plates to throw them into the pool and sprinkle fried rice into the pool, thinking that they can be given to hungry ghosts. Many elderly pilgrims like to walk past the bridge, thinking that they can avoid the pain of crossing the Naihe Bridge after death.

Next to Naihe Bridge is a majestic tall city tower with three simple characters "Waiting Death City" clearly depicted on it.

Old Feng's eyes turned red, tears fell down, and he choked excitedly: "Then, is that the city of death in vain? I, I,,,, I'm going to see her, wuwu~~~"

I frowned, afraid of causing unnecessary trouble, so I hurriedly said, "Old Feng, this is not a place for sadness and crying. We should go to the Wudi City to find your wife Yan Ruyue before talking about it."

The first time I was reckless, I didn’t know too many rules, so I had to maintain a calm mind. Otherwise, if there was a misfortune who was passing by and saw someone crying, and then I was happy to be escorted to the Wudi City, then we would be in great trouble this time.

"Oh." Old Feng wiped off the tears and nodded in response.

Of course we can't rush around the remaining few steps. I cleared my throat and dressed up my clothes. After finally going to the next trip to the underworld, I have to pay more attention to my appearance, and I can't embarrass the Taoist sect or the master, so I took Mr. Feng to the entrance gate of the Wudicheng City,
Chapter completed!