Chapter 464

The God Burial Desert was located between the Gobi Desert of the Immensity Sea and the Wasteland of the West. The further west one went, the more desolate it became.

This was one of the places where the aftermath of the fall of the Ancient Celestial Court was the fiercest. Countless deities from the Nine Levels of Heaven fell here and were buried deep in the earth, destroying the fertility of the past and turning this place into a dead land. It was only after the ages that vitality gradually reappeared, forming a small number of oases.

The caves of the gods buried here were broken and leaked to the outside, creating relics and secret places one after another, making the terrain of the Burial Desert extremely complicated. These gods often had their obsessions mixed with the uniqueness of the dead land, turning into or giving birth to rather terrifying evil spirits. They were born and destroyed, and they were reborn again and again. Even if the sun was shining high in the sky, one could still hear the mournful and eerie cries of ghosts.

Because of this, the God Burial Desert was also quite dangerous for experts of the Exterior Realm. Without a certain level of strength, one could only pass through the oases.

In a certain oasis, the water vapor was abundant, and the humidity was pleasant. Buildings as tall as giant towers stood there, clearly in the style of the School of Mohism. Together with a large number of local people and desert tramp travelers, they formed a city that was not much less prosperous than the hinterland of the Central Plains.

Tian Wanzhe held a local sweet grass root in his mouth and took advantage of the holiday to wander around the downtown area. His eyes kept following the girls from the Western Region who were dressed up and had a gorgeous appearance.

He was originally from Huan Province. The county he lived in was a barren land, and it was exploited by the clans and aristocratic families. He often only had enough food to fill his stomach. Later on, he received the free Myriad World Talisman and learned the Star Sparks Art. His life gradually improved and his vision gradually expanded. He did not want to stay in a poor and remote place for the rest of his life, so he responded to the call of the emperor and followed the team formed by Mohism Palace and the imperial court to the Western Region to turn the desert into an oasis and open up a prosperous place.

With the cooperation of Mohism Palace, Nature Sect, and the Great Zhou Dynasty, they found an effective way to transform the desert in the past two years. The area of the oasis expanded rapidly. With the united efforts of everyone, it almost had the territory of a prefecture in the Central Plains.

"Eh, is the Myriad World Talisman having a free activity again?" Tian Wanzhe was now rich and had a certain status, but he still maintained the habit of his youth, which was to wander around the downtown area. However, he could only look and could not afford anything in the past. As he wandered, his eyes lit up as he saw a big red banner. At a glance, it seemed to be related to the Myriad World Talisman.

He opened his Eye Aperture and focused his vision. He could see the content clearly and read it out in a low voice.

"An epoch-making new Myriad World Talisman that can bind the soul, eliminating the risk of loss and theft. Now that the old can be exchanged for the new, what are we waiting for?"

"Not bad at all …" Tian Wanzhe thought about it and decided to exchange one for himself and the old man. The loss caused by the loss of the Myriad World Talisman was still fresh in his memory.

"Tian Wanzhe thought. Tian of Talman Talisman Talis." and Tally Tian Old Saint. Master of Talman Talisman, Talisman, Clan Talisman Tally, Talisman, and Talisman, Spirit, the Clan, and the Talman Talisman, Saint, and, Old.

Tian Wanzhe shook his head and returned home. He planned to ask for Old Saint's Myriad World Talisman. As for the rest, it was none of his business and he could do nothing about it.

When he first came to the West Region, he was with his parents. Now that his mother had passed away and his father was getting old, coupled with the exhaustion caused by the hard work in his early years, he slowly stopped going out and stayed at home. With servants serving him, his greatest joy was the Myriad World Talisman.

After successfully changing and binding the talisman to the soul, Tian Wanzhe put it behind him and devoted himself to the busy and slightly dangerous work of helping Palace of Mohism and Nature Sect to expand the oasis in the depths of the God Burial Desert.

A few months passed in the blink of an eye. Tian Wanzhe's father was at the end of his rope. He could no longer hold on and passed away.

After the solemn funeral, the courtyard became cold. The servants stood guard outside and Tian Wanzhe was the only one left in the mourning hall.

He knelt in front of the coffin, his eyes red. He held his father's Myriad World Talisman in his hand and pretended to be humorous as usual.

"Father, life and death are decreed by fate. You've enjoyed nearly ten years of glory and wealth, don't be sad anymore …"

When he said the word 'sad', his voice trembled slightly, "When we first arrived at the West Region, we didn't even have a place to sleep. We could only build our own shack and live in the pit. I thought that I was young and strong, so I planned to keep watch at night to prevent a sneak attack from beasts. In the end, I fell into a deep sleep. When I woke up, I realized that you and mother were taking turns to keep watch at night, driving away the mosquitoes for me …"

After talking for a while, his sobbing became louder, so he took a deep breath, "Father, don't worry, there's enough money, paper, and candles. When you're in the netherworld, continue to enjoy yourself. If you meet mother, tell me in my dreams."

"Well, I know that you like to wander around the Myriad World Access, like to read serialized stories, like to watch all kinds of live shows, so I asked a Taoist priest with magical power to customize a paper version for you. I'll burn it for you later. It's better than nothing, it looks good too …"

"Your Myriad World Talisman, I'll keep it. When we have a child in the future, I'll let him use it as an inheritance. Heh, father, I actually have a different kind of relaxation now. At least I won't be forced to marry by your parents' words. The world is vast, I haven't seen enough …"

The latter words seemed humorous, but in fact, there was a touch of sadness. Tian Wanzhe knew that a person's death was like a lamp going out. What he said just now was just an expression of his emotions, it had nothing to do with his father, it was related to himself.

After a while, he put the Myriad World Talisman left by the old man aside and planned to take out the paper version from his arms and burn it.

At this moment, the two white candles suddenly shook violently, and a cold wind suddenly blew in the mourning hall.

Tian Wanzhe did not know whether to laugh or cry, "What a coincidence, it almost scared me."

As soon as he finished his sentence, the Myriad World Talisman on the ground suddenly buzzed, emitting a faint crystal light.

"Who's looking for the old man? Don't you know that he's passed away? " Tian Wanzhe bowed and picked up the talisman. Seeing that there was no corresponding name appearing on it, he answered in confusion, "Hello, which friend is it?"

"Wan Zhe, I'm your father!" Wan Zhe's voice drifted out of the room.

"Father?" Tian Wanzhe was annoyed and amused at the same time. Who would make such a joke about giving birth to a son without an asshole at this time?

Although the voice did resemble his old man's, the mourning hall in front was not just for show.

He must find out who it was and teach him a lesson!

"I'm in the netherworld, it's very scary around me, there are wails and screams everywhere …" At this point, the other side paused and said in a low voice, "Are you suspecting that I'm fake?"

No one knows a son better than a father.

Not a suspicion, but a certainty! Tian Wanzhe answered silently.

Before he could speak, the other side continued, "You peed your pants at the age of three, fell into the water at the age of seven, and almost drowned. Fortunately, I found out early and saved you in time. This matter, because I'm afraid of your mother's scolding, even she doesn't know that you're unwilling to get married because there's a girl you like, but the other party doesn't like you …"

Things were revealed one by one, and Tian Wanzhe felt a chill down his spine. The pale candlelight in front of him flickered, illuminating his face.

Was it really a call from father from the netherworld?

Didn't people die like a lamp being extinguished, leaving only the remnants of their obsession and turning into evil spirits?

Was he talking to a dead person?

Tian Wanzhe, who had always been brave, was sweating on his forehead, his waist and abdomen were tense, and his hair stood on end. He said with a trembling voice, "Father, you, how can you communicate with me, no, with the world of the living?"

"I was muddle-headed before, until I was awakened by the scary scene around me. Then, I felt that I had a subtle and hidden connection with the Myriad World Talisman and could be connected. Could it be the soul binding you mentioned before?" The old man recalled.

"F * ck! The soul binding can be bound to the netherworld after death … "Tian Wanzhe blurted out, unable to contain his shock.

This function was too powerful!

The old man swallowed a mouthful of illusory saliva, "Wanzhe, I'm not afraid of death, I'm already so old, but this netherworld is too, too scary. Can you think of a way? Listen, this horrible scream is the sound of a ghost being fried in a pot of oil, and there's an iron tree next to it that can saw us in half. And, and, I can't go on, we're already dead, and we still have to endure this kind of torture. Besides, I heard from the ghost messengers around that we'll be thrown into the cycle of reincarnation, maybe we'll become beasts, or become hungry ghosts that never have enough to eat …"

Tian Wanzhe replied in a stiff state, "Father, don't worry, you've just died, it's not your turn for the time being. Let me think of a way, see if I can ask a monk or a Taoist to release you from the netherworld, no, there's also my mother."

"Okay, okay, I'm just reminding you, don't forget, it'll probably be my turn in three months." The old man paused and said, "The function of the Myriad World Talisman is quite restricted in the netherworld, and there are ghost messengers around, I'm afraid that I'll be discovered if I use it too often. Remember to burn the serialized updates for me every day, help me record the live shows, after I get out of this netherworld in the future, I'll watch it slowly …"

Tian Wanzhe's mouth was half open, and his eyes were blank. He was stunned as he listened, it was the first time he heard that a dead person had such a request!

What kind of world was this!

"By the way, Wanzhe, you're not young anymore, you can't just pursue what you like, you have to carry on the family line. In the future, when you're dead, only then will someone burn the serialized updates for you …" the old man added.

Tian Wanzhe's eyes became more and more lifeless, this, this, he still remembers to force a marriage even after he's dead!

The call was cut off, the chilly wind dissipated, the white candles swayed gently, the surroundings were quiet, everything seemed like a dream.

However, the slight heat emitted by the Myriad World Talisman in Tian Wanzhe's hand told him that what happened just now was real!