The indigo ghost used a steel fork to fish Li Qingshan out of the pot of oil and sent him to the depths of hell to be dealt with.
As soon as he got out of the pot of oil, he went up the mountain of knives. Thousands of blades gathered together, gleaming coldly.
When Li Qingshan saw this, he smiled and said, "Good place!" He let out another long sigh, but he thought of the Frenzied Flower Saber at the End of the Road.
"Do you know fear now?" The indigo ghost grinned and pushed Li Qingshan towards the mountain of knives. Then, he stared with his eyes wide open, only to see Li Qingshan strolling on the mountain of knives with his hands behind his back. He did not look like an evil ghost sent to hell, but more like a tourist on a hike. The thousands of blades could not hurt him at all.
The indigo ghost hurried to report. Magistrate Lu was even more furious. He slammed the gavel and said, "Trash!" He grabbed a token and smashed it on the indigo ghost's head. "Continue! There's no need to report anymore. If he doesn't suffer, just go to the next level! "
The indigo ghost picked up the token and turned back to the small hell. He was also extremely angry, but he did not dare to resent a magistrate. He grabbed Li Qingshan and left, saying fiercely, "Kid, do you really think you can escape punishment just because you have done a few good deeds?"
Li Qingshan smiled. "As I expected, I didn't expect this hell to be somewhat fair!"
"Fair?" The indigo ghost smiled cruelly. "I want you to know that this is the most unfair place in the world!"
Li Qingshan glanced at him and saw the marks on his head and face. "I think you are also an unlucky ghost!"
The indigo ghost was furious. "Shut up!"
Then, Li Qingshan visited the Copper Axe Hell and the Iron Tree Hell. The copper axe could not hurt him, and the iron tree could not hurt him.
In the Hunger Hell, his stomach was full, and in the Thirst Hell, his mouth was full.
In the Black Cloud Sand Hell, there was only a cool breeze. In the Dung Mud Hell, there was only a pool of clear water.
The poisonous bees did not sting him, and the poisonous snakes did not pester him. He was not afraid of being cut open, and he was not afraid of being eaten by crows.
At first, the indigo ghost's expression became more and more ferocious, but later on, it gradually became more serious, and a trace of respect appeared on its face.
After serving in Hell for so many years, he had seen countless evil spirits and ghosts. When they were in extreme pain, there were many who cursed the Judge, the Yin Commander, or even the Yama King Ksitigarbha, but they had never seen such a calm prisoner. It was as if he wasn't walking towards the depths of hell, but towards paradise. From start to finish. There was not the slightest bit of hatred or despair.
Furthermore, he didn't receive any punishment even though he was in such a deep hell. It was clear that he had accumulated a lot of merit.
"Who are you?"
Li Qingshan replied smugly, "Is it important?"
"Don't be too complacent! Even if they have great merits, don't tell me they don't have any sins? "
Li Qingshan sighed and said, "My sins are too numerous to list. Even ten thousand deaths cannot atone for it! "
Under his will, the Void Swallowing Beast devoured countless worlds, causing countless people to lose their homes and countless living beings to be annihilated.
As for the world of the five continents, he had allowed everyone to cultivate, but it had also brought about several hundred years of chaos. Countless martial artists and cultivators had appeared out of nowhere, fighting for supremacy in the Heavenly Sea, bringing about more than just legends.
The indigo ghost was stunned and sized him up. He felt that he couldn't see through him. If he was a demonic cultivator who did all kinds of evil, how could he have accumulated so much merit?
"If what you said is true, then you're finished. If you go deeper into Hell, as long as you have a trace of sin, you won't be able to escape punishment. At that time, the deeper the sin, the greater the pain! "
Unknowingly, his tone was no longer gloating, but rather a little emotional.
"Isn't that exactly what you want?"
"I have no enmity with you. What do I want? I feel that it's not worth it for you. Your merit is far greater than your sins. You're not on the same side as those damned demonic cultivators and evil spirits. Just pay the money honestly and pass. Why bother? "
"Who said there's no justice here? Don't you have it in your heart? "Li Qingshan smiled." If you have this thought, I might spare your life in the future! "
"Spare my life?!"
The indigo ghost laughed loudly. He was already in such a situation, did he still want to escape from this hell? However, under Li Qingshan's gaze, he gradually could not laugh anymore. Instead, he felt rather terrified.
Li Qingshan urged, "Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up! "
Soon after, they arrived at the sixth level of hell, a small Ant Devouring Hell.
Li Qingshan frowned and began to feel slight pain. Although the pain was not very deep, it was unbearable and made him restless.
For some reason, he thought back to his time in Crouching Ox Village. It was not a beautiful childhood, but a time when he was trapped in the body of a child. In a small village, he was often abused by his brother and sister-in-law. He slept in a pile of hay in the cowshed for many years, and he was often bitten by mosquitoes. He could not sleep at all times, and he could only talk to Oxen.
"You know it's painful!"
"Yes, it's very painful."
"Then you just have to endure it!"
The indigo ghost sat down in a corner. He had been sent by Magistrate Lu to deal with Li Qingshan.
Originally, after being scolded by Magistrate Lu, he vented his anger on Li Qingshan. He was prepared to ruthlessly send him to the depths of hell, but he changed his mind unknowingly. He felt that it was enough to do this task perfunctorily. There was no need to stand up for Lu.
Li Qingshan nodded and closed his eyes, silently enduring the biting.
He knew very well that the test had just begun! It was already lucky to be able to make it through the first few levels, but that was as far as he could go.
There were no good people in front of the Mirror of Sin, and there was no paradise in the Path of Hell. Without going through thousands of hardships and suffering, how could he reach the depths of hell and meet that Great Sage, and then above the Nine Heavens and meet Brother Ox?
He suspected that the Soup of Meng Po actually had the opposite effect. It did not make people forget, but it made people remember. It was a hundred times more effective than the Water of Recollection.
In a trance, he was still in the pile of hay in the cowshed, facing Oxen with its broken horn. It was looking at him with its moist eyes, silently waiting for him to make a choice.
For an ordinary Human Emperor, the Yang Spirit was basically everything. It was the condensation of the soul, spirit, magic power, and cultivation. However, he, who cultivated the Nine Transformations of Demons and Gods, could simply abandon the Yang Spirit and then condense it again in the small world.
He could still make a choice. He could choose not to suffer this pain and choose a path.
It was not that he did not have a way out. The Five Continents World was his best way out.
The Five Continents World had already grown into a super large world. In the near future, it would be able to accommodate existences that had undergone five heavenly tribulations. And as the god of the world, as long as he hid in the Five Continents World, he could coexist with heaven and earth. Even immortals could not do anything to him. It was really like "take a step back and you can see the world."
Everything was there, so why should he suffer in this hell?
At this moment, an ant crawled on his eyelid, and he suddenly pinched it.
The indigo great ghost thought, Finally can't take it anymore?
This was already the sixth level of hell. It was different from the initial mountain of knives and frying pan of oil. It touched upon a deeper level of laws. There was no need for some little ghost to sharpen his knife. The various manifestations were born from the heart, and the realm was created from the heart. These ants could not escape at all. There was no way to kill them all. No matter how they struggled, they would definitely be bitten.
Li Qingshan gently released the ant and opened his eyes. "Let's continue!"
"What did you say?!"
"Let's go to the next level. There's nothing interesting here!"
"Is there something wrong with your head?!"
"I appreciate your kind intentions, but let's continue!"
Li Qingshan's eyes shone, and his expression was stubborn.
From the moment he stepped out of Crouching Ox Village, he had made up his mind not to look back. There was no path of retreat to speak of, whether it was a village or a world.
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