When Shen Luo was about to finish off the Witch of the Black Mountain with another punch, a loud whistling sound came from behind him.
He had no time to think. He dodged with the Slanting Moon Steps. Without looking back, he used the Thousand Miles Flapping Wings technique and appeared above the yellow whirlpool in the middle of the lake.
At this time, Tsing Lu was surrounded by thousands of ghosts in the middle of the whirlpool, waving at him.
Shen Luo plunged headfirst into the Yellow Springs. The moment he landed, he felt his body lighten. He was shocked.
His soul began to separate from his body the moment he fell into the Yellow Spring. His body fell into the depths of the Yellow Spring whirlpool, but his soul floated on the water.
Just when he thought he had been tricked by Tsing Lu, he heard him shout:
"Mighty Immortal, the Yellow Spring cleanses the soul and does not float on the body. Quickly return your soul to your body and drag me down with you. You will reach the Hell Labyrinth below …"
Shen Luo did not care whether it was real or fake. He immediately used his soul to control the water of the Yellow Spring. His soul grabbed Tsing Lu and fell down. The moment it caught up with his body, it merged with it.
At this time, a thick black light fell from the sky and hit the Yellow Spring.
"Boom!" The black light exploded and the Yellow Spring surged. The thousands of ghosts floating on the water were annihilated the moment they were swept by the light.
Under the Yellow Springs, Shen Luo and the other's figures had already disappeared.
Beside the lake, Jiuming's figure landed slowly. He looked at the cracked pit next to him. The broken body of the Witch of the Black Mountain was healing bit by bit. His eyes were unusually gloomy.
"Men …" Jiuming shouted in a low voice.
"My Lord." Seven or eight figures came late and knelt in front of him.
"Seal all the exits of the labyrinth. Once you find traces of those guys, report it immediately." Jiuming ordered.
Hearing this, the few people said, "Yes, my Lord."
…
On the other side, Shen Luo and Tsing Lu continued to descend. It was as if they had passed through a dark and narrow passageway before finally descending from the Netherworld.
The place where the two of them landed was a wasteland. Red soil spanned thousands of miles in all directions, and not a single blade of grass grew.
Shen Luo raised his head and looked at the sky. He saw that the spiral vortex above his head was gradually disappearing. The aura of the Yellow Springs was also dissipating bit by bit.
He glanced at the pale-faced Tsing Lu beside him. He flipped his hand and took out the Hell's Labyrinth Map and began to examine it.
There were many regions on the map, and the terrain was very complicated. There were mountains, ravines, canyons, and swamps. It looked like a continent.
Shen Luo looked around for a while, but still couldn't find his current location.
At this time, Tsing Lu also came over and stared at the map for a long time with a solemn face. Then, he pointed to a small area at the bottom right corner of the map and said, "Great Immortal, we might be here."
Shen Luo looked over and saw the red area the size of a fingernail. He agreed with Tsing Lu's statement.
The map's area was limited, and it didn't map the entire Red Soil region. He hadn't really entered the labyrinth yet.
"Let's go. Let's go to the Swamp of Desire first."
Shen Luo put away the map and pulled Tsing Lu again. He carried him and flew over to a swamp adjacent to the Red Soil region.
Soon, the two of them flew to the edge of the Red Soil region. However, before they could see the swamp, they first saw a gray cloud wall that was tens of thousands of feet high, standing in front of them.
Shen Luo's heart stirred, and he immediately used his Divine Sense to explore the cloud wall. As expected, it was blocked.
He brought Tsing Lu to the edge of the cloud wall and landed. His eyes focused, and golden light lit up. He used the Eyes of Fire and Gold to explore inside again. This time, it wasn't completely blocked. He could see an area of about a hundred feet.
The ground there was covered by black water, and there were a lot of greenish-black aquatic plants floating on it. There were black floating islands at intervals, and they were all covered in black mud.
"Great Immortal, it is said that the Swamp of Desire is filled with poisonous miasma that can confuse the soul and cause people to have desires and hallucinations. This has nothing to do with the realm, but the power of the soul. Some Taiyi Immortals can't resist it, "Tsing Lu reminded carefully.
Shen Luo still had some confidence in the power of his soul. In addition, he had mastered the Eyes of Fire and Gold, so he wasn't worried. He stepped into the swamp first, and Tsing Lu had to bite the bullet and follow.
The gray cloud wall seemed to be towering into the clouds, but it wasn't very thick. Shen Luo walked only three or four feet before he came out of it.
Stepping into the swamp, his vision suddenly opened up, and there was no longer the feeling of being covered by clouds. The area of hundreds of miles in front of him was revealed, and it was no different from what he saw outside.
"It doesn't look like anything special …" Tsing Lu came in, and he was also puzzled.
As soon as he finished speaking, a strange look flashed in his eyes. Then, he walked forward step by step as if he had lost his soul.
"He fell into the trap just like that?" Shen Luo saw this and frowned slightly.
He immediately released his Divine Thought, and the moment it enveloped Tsing Lu, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.
There seemed to be a layer of white light spreading around, and the desolate scene of the swamp was no longer replaced by an unusually lively street.
"Crackle!"
A burst of firecrackers exploded, and the originally silent scene suddenly became lively. All kinds of cheers rang out, and the streets on both sides were crowded with people.
At the end of the street stood a magnificent mansion. Dozens of men and women of all ages stood in front of the door, and their faces were full of smiles. At this moment, Tsing Lu was no longer wearing a green robe, but a red robe. He was riding a black horse, and there was a silk red flower tied to his chest.
In front of him, someone opened the way for him and shouted loudly, "The top scholar has returned to his hometown in glory."
Shen Luo was stunned. Was this Tsing Lu the top scholar when he was alive?
But soon, he understood that the scene of the top scholar returning to his hometown was just his fantasy, his obsession.
In fact, Tsing Lu was indeed a scholar when he was alive, but in the ten years of imperial examinations, he failed every time. In the end, he was unable to calm down and drowned in the Jing River outside Chang 'an City, becoming a water ghost.
Shen Luo looked for a moment, and was about to wake Tsing Lu up when his arm was suddenly held by someone, and his arm bumped into a soft ball.
His eyes focused, and he immediately turned to look, but he could not help but be stunned.
"Cousin, where are we going today?" The person leaning on his side smiled like a flower. It was Nie Caizhu.
"Caizhu, how could …" Shen Luo was shocked.
"Why are you in a daze? Are you envious of him after seeing the top scholar?" Nie Caizhu asked with a smile.
Hearing this, Shen Luo looked in front of him again, and saw that the front was as noisy as before. Tsing Lu had already arrived in front of the mansion's gate, jumped off the horse, and knelt to worship his parents.
He knew in his heart that it must be an illusion at this moment, but he did not understand why he was also affected.
While he was surprised, Tsing Lu in front of him had already stood up, and inadvertently glanced in his direction, with a touch of doubt on his face.
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