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"The Ghost Gate at the Naihe Bridge is extremely special. It is the gate for the souls to be reborn, and there are many tests inside." Qian Huan came close to Chen Mu and said, "We haven't drunk the wine of rebirth. If we rashly enter, we will only die. We are safe only with the protection of Lord Meng's divine power."
"What if it's gone?" Chen Mu asked curiously while grabbing the cold air flow.
"At the very least, you'll end up in the wrong place, and at worst, you'll be torn into pieces by the void." Qian Huan shrugged.
Chen Mu's heart trembled, and he quickly withdrew his hand, not daring to test it any further.
After walking in the thick fog for a while, the view suddenly opened up and a hillside appeared in front of everyone. The surrounding area was covered with clusters of fiery red flowers, and a three-year-old five-story white jade archway stood quietly on the top of the hillside.
The archway was inlaid with silver silk threads, and the doorway was rippling like water curtains, while the inside was also white, not like an ordinary ghost gate.
And those Yin and Ming insects were now lining up and floating in one by one.
……
At the top of the hillside, Chen Mu looked at the White Jade Ghost Gate with anticipation.
"As long as I walk through this door, I can go to the world of the living smoothly?" After wandering around for several years, I can finally return to the world of the living.
"Of course." Qian Huan took two steps towards Chen Mu, smiling, and glanced at Qian Ning who was already standing behind Le Dian. His eyes were cold and grim: "Don't be afraid, just keep moving forward. With the protection of the God, it's safe."
Upon hearing this, Chen Mu raised his right foot and stepped towards the gate of hell with anticipation.
But the next moment, he suddenly retracted his gaze and turned to look at Qian Huan.
"Do you want to destroy the divine power in me, control Le Dian, and let me fall into the gates of hell alone and get lost in it?"
"Without the protection of the God Sovereign, the power of the Book of the Gods has been largely obscured by secret techniques. Without the assistance and guidance of the book in Le Dian's hand, I'm afraid I will be crippled if not dead."
Qian Huan was suddenly startled, and immediately suppressed the Yin Ling power he had just mobilized, staring at Chen Mu with an angry face.
"How can you slander someone's innocence out of thin air?"
"Really?" Chen Mu raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a sinister smile.
"I still think you look like a spy from Qingyang City."
A wisp of black smoke with a silver glow suddenly appeared beside Qian Huan, and most of the divine power surrounding him was suddenly swallowed up.
Qian Huan's expression changed, and before he could react, a big foot appeared in front of him.
boom!
It was as if he was hit in the face by a sledgehammer. He was thrown back violently and flew into the gates of hell while spinning.
The next moment, there was a flash of light in the dim water, and his figure suddenly disappeared.
Chen Mu turned to look at Qian Ning who was standing there in a daze: "I'm sure you're not willing to guard the temple for him for a hundred years, right?"
He reached out and took out the Book of the Gods that the other person had on his waist, and with a flash of black light, he tore it into pieces.
"I sent him to be a living god, saving you from the suffering of being trapped in the temple for a hundred years. Shouldn't you thank me?"
"Thank you?" Qian Ning swallowed hard.
"You're welcome." Chen Mu had a kind face, and took out a black leather scripture and handed it to Qian Ning: "Come, go to the side and recite this Dongji Changsheng Sutra a hundred times."
Qian Ning took the scripture with a dazed look on his face. Before he could react to the fact that the Book of the Gods was destroyed, he looked up and saw a group of burly men surrounding him. He was being dragged to the side.
"Is that man really a spy from Qingyang City?" Le Dian scratched his head and walked to Chen Mu.
"do not know."
"Then you are..."
"The living gods are the foundation of the underworld. How dare this person use the method of replacing someone else with a dead body to sneak into the world of the living? This is a shameful betrayal of the underworld!" Chen Mu spoke sternly with a solemn face.
"I'm teaching him to be an upright ghost!"
Le Dian: “…”
You are a stowaway yourself, and you are blaming others?
Where does that face come from?
"Do you have any objections?" Chen Mu stared at Le Dian with a gloomy face.
Le Dian pulled the corner of his mouth and shrugged: "You have the final say."
Ah!
Chen Mu nodded slightly and showed a satisfied smile.
From the moment they met, the bell on his waist began to vibrate slightly. Others could not hear it, but he could not escape his careful listening. Qian Huan might not be a spy from Qingyang City, and he was most likely coming for them.
It is better to kill someone by mistake than to let him go. When the time comes, we cannot be negligent.
"Besides, I only took half of his divine power. At most, I will suffer a little in the gates of hell, and then be trapped in the Taoist temple in the world of the living for a hundred years."
"Changing the death penalty to a fixed-term sentence is already a good deal." A hint of coldness flashed across Chen Mu's eyes.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 522 Broken
On the hillside covered with red flowers, Chen Mu stood next to the white jade ghost gate.
Those dark insects with human heads and white smoke-emitting snake tails were now lining up to drill into the gates of hell.
The expressions of joy or anger on their faces disappeared, replaced by dullness and indifference.
The originally lifelike human head began to fade and dim, evolving into a white mist state.
"In addition to protecting the Yinming insects from reincarnation, the afterlife wine will also wear away their last obsessions from their previous lives."
"Now that we are at the gates of hell, all the past will disappear completely." Le Dian came to Chen Mu and sighed.
This is a bit like Meng Po soup.
Chen Mu was surprised.
The Forgetful River washes away the memories of the past, the afterlife wine disperses the last obsession, the ghost monster turns into a pure white paper-like dark insect, and then passes through the gates of hell to reincarnate into the world of the living.
Past folk legends and rumors were closed in front of him.
only……
"These are just ghosts, how can they become the souls of living beings?"
As long as he thought about it for a moment, he would feel a strange feeling.
"Forget it. This has nothing to do with me." Chen Mu shook his head.
Now he just wants to return to the world of the living as soon as possible.
"Those two people are indeed from the Qian family, and they are cousins." Le Dian looked hesitant: "Qian Ning got a lot of secret techniques and resources from Qian Huan, and he has the hope of having a divine fetus, so he agreed to be a substitute and help him guard the temple for a hundred years."
"It seems... not like he is a spy from Qingyang City."
"It doesn't matter." Chen Mu looked indifferent and turned his head to glance at Qian Ning in the distance.
The other party was trembling as he took the initiative to leave his aura on a contract. It was the secret contract for Feng'an City to recruit ghost soldiers.
After all, Qian Ning is a member of the Qian family in Baojiang City. It would be inappropriate to kill him or let him go. Le Dian can only make him sign a strict contract first, forcing him to go to Feng'an City and let Lu Liang make the decision personally.
Chen Mu nodded slightly, agreeing to Le Dian's operation, and turned back to look at the bank of the Wangchuan River in the distance.
At the Naihe Bridge, the octagonal pavilion is looming in the mist.
Behind the white jade bead curtain, the figure in red seemed to be turning her head and staring at him calmly.
Feeling that emotionless gaze, Chen Mu shuddered.
This dark world seemed normal on weekdays, but sometimes it was so strange that it made him tremble.
"Let's go, and get to the world of the living as soon as possible." Chen Mu retracted his gaze and immediately walked towards the gates of hell.
hum!
It was like passing through a thin curtain of water, and then everything went dark in front of my eyes, as if I had fallen into a deep pool of water, and the light around me quickly weakened and faded.
The sound of the wind rustling the flowers outside the Ghost Gate suddenly became distant, and the surroundings were instantly silent.
A familiar feeling of weightlessness came over my body. Everything was slowing down except my thoughts. It seemed as if a century had passed just for me to turn my head.
An invisible tearing force appeared around him.
Lord Meng's cold divine power began to take effect. Pale white air currents swirled around them, blocking the pulling and tearing forces and keeping them safe.
Not far away, a Yinming insect that entered with him was also protected in the middle by a green force.
At this moment, the other party's head has completely turned into white mist, and the contours of his facial features have also become scattered and fused, gradually turning into a round ball, like a tadpole made of a huge white mist.
Chen Mu was watching curiously, but he didn't expect the Yinming worm to suddenly expand to twice its size and then explode with a touch.
The white mist-like body instantly turned into countless black silk threads covered with emerald green light. Before Chen Mu could take a closer look, it scattered in all directions and disappeared into the depths of darkness in the blink of an eye.
Chen Mu's pupils suddenly shrank.
Because he recognized the black thread.
In the borderland of Daliang, the black thread is called Yinming Silk. It can weave cages to control ghosts and monsters, and can coexist with the human body and strengthen the host's physique.
"One mature form and one juvenile form? Then the Yinming Silk and Yinming Worm are actually the same thing?!"
Yinming worms, Yinming silk, Yin ghost monsters, all kinds of thoughts raced through his mind.
Chen Mu's heart skipped a beat and he suddenly had a bad feeling.
He thought of Jilong Mountain, where he had used the Five Ghost Bag to devour a group of Yinming worms, and a group of ghost monsters inexplicably appeared in the Five Ghost Bag. At that time, he speculated that the Yinming worms might transform into ghost monsters after death.
He thought of the Lethe River again. He had seen ghosts being corroded by the river water and turned into dark insects.
It was then that he understood that the Yinming Worms and the Yinhun Monsters were two sides of the same coin. After the Yinming Worms died, they would be reborn as Yinhun Monsters, and after the Yinhun Monsters died, they would be reborn as Yinming Worms. They could constantly transform through death.
Thinking of the scene where the Yinming worm turned into Yinming silk and was sent to the world of the living through the gates of hell, a guess suddenly emerged.
"Plant the Yin Ming silk into the body of a living being in the world of the living. When the host dies, the Yin Ming silk in the host's body will trigger the death transformation and turn into a ghost monster."
"And then they were pulled into the underworld, and after being screened by the Forgotten River, some were transformed into ghosts and started a new life, while others were washed away from their past and entered the next cycle?"
hiss!
"The underworld uses the living beings in the world of the living to artificially create ghosts in order to maintain the existence of the underworld?"
A huge feeling of shock suddenly filled my heart, and my whole body was instantly covered with goose bumps!