Also? That's not surprising. "
Shen Shu listened with great interest. Suddenly, she asked, "How does Shizun know so much? I remember that the Netherworld Secret Realm hasn't been open for long. Are we still the first? The first people to enter here, one? In the beginning, we were just like headless flies. "
Ye Yunlan glanced sideways at him. She said coldly, "I'm not like you, one? After entering the secret realm, I was confused by the illusory formation and didn't know where I was or who I met. I knew that I was a headless fly, but I still wanted to run around. "
Shen Shu suddenly smiled and said, "Is Master still angry about what happened just now?"
Ye Yunlan pursed her lips and ignored his question. She only changed the topic.
"If I'm not wrong, the first in the secret realm? This realm is made up of illusory formations. Then, the Netherworld Big? Why did the emperor design it like this? If it's to prevent outsiders from entering, the illusory formation isn't the best way. The Netherworld Big? The emperor's cultivation was already at the Void Treading Realm. If he wanted to, he had more simple and effective ways to prevent outsiders from entering this secret realm. He didn't need to waste his energy on setting up illusory formations. "
Ye Yunlan knew what the Void Treading Realm was. It was a realm.
It was only one step away from the final boundary between mortals and immortals. He was only a step away, yet he already possessed unimaginable power. One Thought? One move could overturn the universe. Even if? What was left behind after death? The Dao marks of the dead could still possess it? A part of the power from the dead couldn't be cut off for thousands of years.
Shen Shu too? He didn't interrupt again and asked, "Why?"
Ye Yunlan was silent for a moment and said, "Maybe these illusory formations aren't to prevent outsiders from entering, but to guide … the souls of the dead to convert."
Shen Shu's eyes were as black as ink? His eyes were black and he muttered to himself? Then he said, "The souls of the dead … convert?"
Ye Yunlan said, "The Netherworld Big? The emperor was born five thousand years ago, and at that time, it was the Big? When the calamity arose, the stars were in chaos, the reincarnation cycle collapsed, and evil ran rampant. "
"That was the second Big World recorded in this world? The calamity, later on, the history books called it — Ghost Chaos. "
Shen Shu's black eyes rolled? His Majesty? He continued, "As Master said, I too? He had some understanding of it. According to the historical records, the world changed at that time. The cycle of reincarnation collapsed, and ghosts remained in the human world? To stir up trouble? Humans were used as sacrificial offerings, causing corpses to litter the land and the people to be plunged into misery and suffering. Yet, the number of ghosts continued to swell day by day, almost overturning the human world. In the end, it was the Netherworld Big? Di Zhong? Establishing Hell and reestablishing the cycle of reincarnation? Only by using my body to suppress the tribulation did I finally put an end to the chaos. "
He paused for a moment, and then continued, "It's just that the existence of Hell is extremely vague. It's only recorded in books, and has never appeared in the world again. Five thousand years? In the past, no one had ever been able to locate the true location of Hell. Netherworld Big? The Immortal Emperors' cave abodes could be found all over the five continents and four seas, and they had left behind countless secret realms, but only one of them could be considered an underworld. None at all. "
At this point, his lips suddenly curled into a smile. A smile? He said, "Could it be that Shizun mentioned these things because you feel that this is the first time? Was this secret realm the legendary Netherworld Big? The underworld established by the Emperor? "
Ye Yunlan was a little surprised by Shen Shu. Knowledge of these ancient things.
He frowned. Under the reflection of the ghost fire, his face became even paler. After a moment of silence, he said, "There are some things that you shouldn't explore too much before your cultivation level reaches a certain level. Follow me closely. "
After he finished speaking, he walked towards the palace of white bones without consulting anyone.
Shen Shu followed him. Again? He tilted his head and stared at the cold side of this person's face. He always felt that this person's body, which was so thin and weak that it seemed like it could be blown away by the wind, hid a lot of knowledge and secrets that he didn't know. It made him want to tear this person apart more and more to explore.
Ye Yunlan sensed his burning gaze and stopped. His footsteps became faster and faster. After a long while, he finally couldn't help but turn his head and ask, "What's wrong?"
Shen Shu smiled and said, "Although Shizun warned me like this, I can't help but be curious about the matters of Hell."
Ye Yunlan said, "You're too curious, right? There's no benefit in cultivating. "
"But Shizun," Shen Shu still had a smile on his face. "Reincarnation and the matters of Hell is over? It has always only been in legends. Mortals? But they still worship ghosts and gods all year round and don't know fatigue. Can they see people? Life and death, from birth? Have awe. And I'm curious about Hell, just like how people want to know where they come from. Again? Where will they return to? Isn't this a very normal thing? "
Ye Yunlan said, "There's no need."
As he said that, he seemed to have something else in mind. Did he realize that his tone seemed to be overboard? Yu Zhenghai was indifferent. He pursed his lips. Again? He said, "All things are born in Heaven and Earth and return to Heaven and Earth. All things are dogs. The Heavenly Dao exists forever and reincarnation is born on its own. In normal times, people don't need to set up another Hell to regulate and judge. "
As for when it's not normal …
Ye Yunlan didn't say anything else. Go.
He held his sword and walked forward in the sky full of ghosts. He was already standing in front of the white bone palace.
The ethereal voice of the dead was very close.
He went? Step by step up the stairs and walked past? That door? Open the white bone palace? Behind the door, there was a door? There was a faint darkness.
Stepping on the hard and smooth ground, the echoes of his footsteps were especially loud. Clear.
The white bone palace? The door slowly closed. The cast iron on both sides burned with faint blood-red flames. What was in front of him? Was it incomparably tall? A spacious palace.
They? Were they at the bottom of the palace? At the end, there was a staircase? Winding up the steps, there was a door at the top? A huge door? A wooden table, behind the wooden table was a door? Zhang Xuan was tall? A chair, tall? Behind the chair was a door? A wide wall, there was a door painted on the wall? A gloomy picture scroll.
A door? A mountain of knives and a sea of fire, a pot of oil with knives and scissors, a steamer with copper pillars … Countless figures with deformed limbs wailing on the picture scroll. Was it depicting a door? It was a picture of the "Eighteen Hells of Suffering".
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