Yuan Qingwei did not resist the falling phantom and followed the trend into the Jile Spirit House.

First there was a clear sense of weightlessness, then it fell, and at the same time it was a boundless gray and gloomy scene, and it was impossible to distinguish between east, west, south and north. I don’t know how long it took, and there was a faint sound of ghosts and wolves crying and wolf howlings from Yuan Qingwei. Looking down, I saw a long blood-colored river, rushing, but it was like stagnant water...

The carriage flew out. During the fall, Yuan Qingwei, who had adapted to the Taoist rules of the Jile Spirit House, had a lotus at his feet, held him into it, sat cross-legged, and looked at another stone bridge standing above the long river below. Yuan Qingwei had no intention of following the other party's ideas.

The chariot flew directly over the long river. Although there was a strange power of sealing power over the long river, it had Qingwei's incarnation as the backing, and the Jiuxiao Jinshou as the center. Yuan Qingwei, who knew the Yinshi Dao very well, was not afraid of this power at all, and directly tore it apart.

Flying over Naihe Bridge, Wangxiangtai, and coming to Fengdu City, he watched the judge standing on the city and shouting at him. The ferocious jailer of the Ghost Mansion, holding a steel fork chain, stared at him with wide eyes, flew up, and besieged at him.

Yuan Qing sneered slightly: "You intercepted the dead souls of the living beings that were originally revolved between heaven and earth, and returned to this place, and tried to recreate the three realms and six realms with the help of the power of life and death. But the Tao of heaven and earth is so vast. The power of you alone, plus the thoughts of sentient beings from some of the living beings here, the illusory cycle of hell is just a dream bubble, which can be broken with one click, and is trying to judge my cause and effect of good and evil?"

The power of Qingwei fell, and a faint light appeared. The judges and ghosts turned into paper men and disappeared, and the magnificent Fengdu City also turned into a small paper house.

"Huh?" The ancestor exclaimed a surprise, and then said happily: "It's actually a divine power that does not belong to the underworld. Hahaha, it's really great. As long as you are kept, my reincarnation will definitely be more perfect."

"It just so happens that I want to use your Pure Land Spirit House to perfect my magic weapon." Yuan Qingwei said, summoning the Nine Sky Golden Ribbon to sacrifice it in the sky. The spiritual realm evolved from the Pure Land Spirit House is independent of the world, but the two have a broken connection, which just happens to experiment with some of his ideas.

"Um?"

In the void, countless Taoist priests originated from the spiritual realm and condensed by the wishes of sentient beings emerged, turning into vines to grow wildly, forming a huge snare, falling down towards the treasure seal.

With a finger, layers of precious light surging on the surface of the treasure seal, fluctuating like water patterns, shaking the surrounding void and shattering the net. At the same time, a mighty force descended, as heavy as Mount Tai, and the illusory Taoist rule that was determined to die and collapsed, was drawn out little by little, and fought with the ancestor for the authority of this illusory and yin world.

"Hmph, you are delusional!" In the void, a thought of the ancestor came, and then the entire illusory and yin world was broken and reorganized little by little, and the new Taoist law condensed, wanting to slightly press down Yuan Qing.

Looking at the illusory Taoist rules surrounding him who were constantly reorganizing and suppressing his mind with the method of the Ming Mirror of the Heart Lake, his face became more and more serious. Through the changes in the reorganization of these illusory Taoist rules, his guess that this world had been connected with the main world was confirmed to be certain.

You should know that the most powerful magical magic in the main world is actually to turn false into true and re-enact order.

Starting from the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, after tens of thousands of years, the ancestors of Jiuzhou separated the spiritual world from the human world by giving concepts and cooperating with their vows. From it, they opened up a dark world, created the Haotian from above, and reconstructed a unique Taoist environment for the people of the East in the Taoist principles of the spiritual world.

If there were no problems with the Jiuzhou barrier back then, there would be no invasion of Western powers, because all Western practice systems would be distorted and crushed by the Jiuzhou barrier after entering the East. This terrible existence rooted in the spiritual world and absorbed nutrients for tens of thousands of years was almost an independent will of heaven and earth, and could not be fought against by ordinary individual practitioners or some practitioners.

However, no matter how powerful the Jiuzhou barrier is, it cannot be denied that at the beginning, the foundation of the Jiuzhou barrier was created by giving concepts and vows. This situation is actually very similar to the current evolution direction of the Jile Spirit House, and Yuan Qingwei saw some techniques that were almost the main world during the transformation of the Illusory Taoist Rules of the Jile Spirit House just now.

Adding up two to two can already be regarded as a big proof, but if you want to make more progress, you can confirm it.

With a little stretch, the light flowing from the Jiuxiao Golden Ribbon was once again, and followed the illusory Taoist rules to point directly to the core. The ancestor changed several times, and was guessed by Yuan Qingwei in advance. The dark world gradually evolved from the Spiritual House of Pure Land, and his repulsion to Yuan Qingwei became smaller and smaller.

‘As a matter of fact, many of this guy’s techniques carry traces of the main world.’ Yuan Qingwei looked at the other party’s magic and became more and more sure of his guess. The casting methods of any world are actually with the thinking mode of that world, and the casting methods secretly taught by some sects are even more with the sect’s cultivation concept.

After crossing the world, some spell casting methods may appear very close because of the same inspiration, but subsequent changes, and even the entire system, cannot be completely similar. The ancestor's techniques have proved Yuan Qingwei's guess.

He predicted a change from the ancestor again. After taking most of the false Yin world into control, he drove the chariot before, and the Nine Sky Golden Ribbon was suspended on it, emitting powerful power, directly breaking through the shackles of the outer periphery of the false Yin world, and leading him towards the core of the entire Jile Spirit House.

"Don't think about it!" The ancestor, who found that he was almost losing control of the Yin world, shouted angrily, and a turbid black air with a rippling green light hidden in the darkness emerged from the void and spread rapidly in extreme times. Layer after layer of black clouds, like snow, quickly occupied the above the Yin world, covering everything.

Yuan Qingwei did not dare to be careless, and sat down on the chariot and bloomed with lotus flowers, illuminating all directions to prevent sudden sneak attacks.

"Boy, although I don't know why you know the secret method of controlling spirits in our sect, now, you should fall into hell forever!" The voice of the ancestor came out layer by layer in the darkness, and then demons and monsters rushed out from the black clouds and continued toward the place where Yuan Qingwei was.

These ghosts are not difficult to deal with. What is difficult to deal with is that whenever Yuan Qingwei kills a demon, they will leave a little turbid and dirty breath, which falls on the treasure light around the chariot, making it a little dim.

Although the dimness of the treasure light was very low after each wisp of breath fell, it could not resist the huge number of demons and monsters. The so-called accumulation of small amounts into large amounts. In less than a long time, the shadow of the white crane in front of Yuan Qingwei's carriage disappeared, and the surrounding lotus flowers also withered. Yuan Qingwei's face turned slightly white, and the Yin God was slightly illusory, as if his magic power was consumed too much.
Chapter completed!