Han Yang said "Oh" that this "Yin-Yang Void Road" is really terrible. Even Zhu Xian just learned 36 changes, so he can not even be afraid of 3,000 weak waters, and Brother Sun can directly tear the Yin-Yang and even come and go freely … This achievement method is simply abnormal!
Zhu Xian looked up at the position of the sun and said to Han Yang Su Rong, "It’s noon soon, and we’ll go straight from here to the grave. You should remember that there are some monsters lurking in yin and yang on the road to the dead. These monsters were born with the sinking of yin and yang from the beginning of heaven and earth. They have no intelligence, and all their actions are instinctive but very powerful. "
"These monsters are neither demons nor demons, but are born of congenital yin and yang. They can’t enter the underworld or come to the mortal world. It can be said that marginal creatures that are not accepted by the three realms and five elements can only live on the road of death. "
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Chapter sixty-two Yellow Road (on)
"Their favorite food is the sun be the spirit of strangers and the energy of souls, but the souls who enter the underworld don’t need to go through the road of death, so their only food source is the yin and yang overflowing from the underworld and the mortal world. Strangers like us are their favorite food. "
"Don’t fight when you see them. Avoid them as quickly as possible." Zhu Xian solemnly reminded, "They can’t leave the road of death and we just have to cross the road of death, okay?"
Han Yang also solemnly replied: "I know."
Zhu Xian looked at the sky again and said, "It’s time for us to go. I’ll tell you in detail about what’s in those 3,000 weak waters on the way to the grave. However, they are just marginal creatures. As long as they are careful, there is no great harm. "
While speaking, Zhu Xian’s hands suddenly produced a lotus seal to follow his feet: "It’s urgent for the nether world to return to the ghost house! Open! "
With the incantation, Han Yang only felt a sudden shaking at his feet. Before he could react, his body had been held by Zhu Xian: "Remember what I just said!"
"Can you use this spell anywhere to directly enter the road to death?" Han Yang asked.
Zhu Xian didn’t speak but nodded gravely.
Han Yang, what else to say? Suddenly, when my feet sank, I felt myself suddenly plunged into boundless darkness …
"… pain!" When Han Yang got rid of the dizzy state, he couldn’t help but be stunned by what he saw-
People who haven’t been to the northern Shaanxi Plateau will never understand what the endless loess wind with sand swept to you from all directions.
Han Yang, who has never been to the road to the grave, has never seen such an endless scene of yellow sand in Wan Li. Moreover, the space where the road to death is located is flickering, and it seems to be between reality and illusion.
Those endless yellow sands seem to be doing sports all the time.
Although the naked eye can’t tell the difference, Han Yang’s intuition tells him that these yellow sands are changing every minute, although Han Yang knows nothing about what these changes mean.
"Why are you curious?" Zhu Xian patted Han Yang on the shoulder and asked.
"Well, I’m curious that the scene here is both virtual and real, which makes people unable to grasp it." Han Yang nodded heavily.
Zhu Xian smiled and said, "I was as curious as you when I first came here. But I’m afraid you won’t be so curious when you understand the meaning of these yellow sands. "
Hearing this, Han Yang turned his head and asked Zhu Xian, "Brother Zhu, what are these yellow sands? My intuition tells me that these things are changing almost all the time, but I can’t tell what this change represents."
Zhu Xian nodded approvingly and said, "Although you are reincarnated as the ninth ghost, you are sensitive to the things here, but you can feel the changes of these yellow sands, which is enough to prove that your realm of practice is constantly improving, and it doesn’t look like your cultivation is only in the late stage of practice … Well, if the old pig estimates well, your realm will at least have a period of deification."
"The deification period?" Han Yang himself was taken aback. No one would believe that a yogi’s realm, which was only cultivated in the later period of practicing Qi, had reached the stage of deification. This is probably because of your own constitution …
Zhu Xian said: "There is nothing strange about the old pig. My cultivation is far worse than that of the Jade Emperor and Lao Zi. Even the King of Tota, Li Jing, was better than the old pig before. If the magic alone adds up to 100 thousand heavenly soldiers, it will be enough to crush the old pig into scum. "
Han Yang thinks so. If it’s really purely for calculating the combat effectiveness, the party with many people naturally takes advantage of the big one. I think that when Zhu Xian made a scene in the Heavenly Palace a few days ago, the three princes of Nezha, the four generals of the Magic Family, the two generals of Hum and Ha and the Excavate were all first-class masters, but Zhu Xian still played well. It’s really just for the superposition. I’m afraid these add up to several Zhu Xian.
Zhu Xian saw Han Yang’s meditation and laughed: "Boy, don’t think too much. What you get from this practice is one thing, and what you get from your understanding of heaven is another. Generally speaking, only the latter can promote the former. This is also the reason why there is a state of what kind of cultivation there is. "
"Oh, so the so-called realm is one’s own understanding of heaven, and the level of mana is the cultivation obtained by practice." Han Yang couldn’t help revealing a wry smile at the thought of his special physique … Is it so easy to untie IX’s demons and IX’s grievances?
It seems that I can be a practitioner in the later period of practicing Qi in my life.
Zhu Xian saw a wry smile on Han Yang’s face. I don’t know what this boy is thinking. It’s just that Han Yang’s physique is really a special case that is rare for tens of thousands of years. Zhu Xian has nothing to comfort.
"You see, these yellow sands in front of you are actually particles made up of the turbid air of the earth and the yin air of the hell, and those marginal creatures live under these yellow sands." Zhu Xian changed a topic to divert Han Yang’s thinking.
"Strictly speaking, the place where we are staying now is not the road to the dead but the edge." Zhu Xian continued, "Where does the real road to death begin!"
Han Yang looked along Zhu Xian’s finger. Now there is a gray area with no end in sight in this endless yellow sand, and with the change of light in this space, this gray "road" is even more strange.
"This is the road to death." Zhu Xian primly said, "This road is extremely difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. If you set foot on the yellow road and accidentally walk to the side of the road … the consequences are very serious. So you must stay close behind me for a while. No matter what happens, you can’t leave my body for more than two feet. "
Han Yang couldn’t help but interject: "Brother Zhu, where is the road to the dead really?"
"Not bad." Zhu Xian nods.
Han Yang’s face suddenly showed doubts and pointed to the gray "road" in his eyes and asked Zhu Xiandao: "You really can’t see the road of Brother Zhu? Er, I mean, are those yellow sands over there the same color? "
Zhu Xian wondered: "Nature is a color … Han Yang, do you want to say that you can clearly distinguish the boundaries of the road to death?"
Han Yang didn’t speak but nodded his head.
"It’s ok to rely on this!" Zhu Xian couldn’t help but shout, "I think the talent of Tianpeng’s generation has at least trained the’ Yin-Yang Void Road’ of amateurs, which is even worse than this boy’s natural constitution … what a world!"