I will Bury the Gods Chapter 420: : Before the gate of purgatory

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After the field was empty, Ning Xu looked at the senior brother of Zhan Xiesi. There was no fear of the imminent birth of a hidden monster on her face, but more confusion.

"What's going on?" Ning Xu asked.

The senior brother smiled and said, "Master, please follow me." The senior brother led the way.

Ning Xu followed with a solemn expression.

In the depths of the ancient village is a filthy swamp. At the end of the swamp stands a wild temple. Because of the dangerous terrain, no one worships in the wild temple. Weeds have already grown overgrown and it looks gloomy.

Brother and Ning Xu passed through the swamp and came to the gloomy temple.

In the temple there is a treasure platform dedicated to gods, but there is no **** statue on the treasure platform. The whole temple has four walls, which is very desolate. "Sect Master, did you discover the mystery?" Senior Brother asked.

Ning Xu has long been a cultivator at the peak of the Immortal Realm, but when she looked around, she only felt that the temple was desolate, and she didn't find anything special about it.

But seeing the senior brother smile mysteriously and sit upright on the empty treasure platform. for a moment.

This ancient temple has become complete from incomplete. The temple shook slightly.

Brother walked down the treasure platform and opened the door again, the scene in front of him had already changed.

The former swamp has disappeared, replaced by a grave-like valley, in which a surprisingly large gray-white worm is buried

The worm is more than twenty feet long and is made up of more than a dozen round limbs. Its surface is covered with long black hairs, and it looks like mold from a wide distance. It is extremely creepy. It just lay quietly in this tomb, unable to tell which side was the head and which side was the tail, motionless, as if it had died long ago.

Seeing this situation, Ning Xu couldn't help being startled, and asked, "Where is this monster?"

"I don't know, but it should be a mutated corpse insect after devouring the god's turbidity." The brother said, "I have tested it with the rebirth mantra, and it has already died. It should be suppressed by a certain immortal in the past. The monster here, with the passage of time, it lost its last spirituality and became a corpse."

"Is it..."

Ning Xu jumped into the deep pit, observed the corpse insect, and found that its body had already been eaten away, leaving only a white skeleton with no vitality left.

"How did you find out here?" Ning Xu asked.

"Sect master also knows that this kind of young disciple's demon slaying trial should not take too much risk. Usually, we, the teachers, choose good ideas for them, choose good monsters, and let them slay them. But I wandered around this village for a few days, and I only smelled a ghostly aura, but didn’t see any monsters. An old woman pointed the way for me, saying that there was a ghost temple here. Corpse head bug." The brother explained the cause and effect in detail.

Finally, he added a sentence: "Generally speaking, a corpse worm at the immortal level is only seven or eight feet long, but this corpse worm has reached more than twenty feet. .”

Ning Xu walked around the seal of the deep pit, nodded in agreement, and said, "You have done a great job." The senior brother smiled.

"It's really not easy for a corpse worm to grow so big." Ning Xu said, "Take it back to Xuanxianmen, maybe you can refine the marrow for research."

"Master Ningmen, are you sure?" Brother asked. "Otherwise?" Ning Xu asked back.

"The master of the sect should be clear that if you bring this corpse back, it will only be regarded as the achievement of discovering a monster, but if you can kill a hidden monster, it will be regarded as the first-class achievement of Shenshou Mountain in the past ten years." That's it." Said the brother.

"But it's already dead," Ning Xu said.

"Battles can be faked. Let's fight here to create a mess of flying sand and rocks. Finally, we will find an abyss and throw this corpse into it. There is no proof of death."

When Ning Xu heard the words, his eyebrows tightened a little bit, and he said coldly: "As a person who kills the evil division, how can you have such an idea?"

"I am thinking of the sect master." The brother said meaningfully. "Xuanxianmen has no shortage of achievements." Ning Xu said.

"Really?" The senior brother shook his head and asked, "Doesn't the master of the sect miss Xuanxian?

Does Jin enter the list of the four sects of Shenshou Mountain? "

"This matter is left to fate and cannot be forced." Ning Xu said.

"Destiny has come." The brother said: "As long as you have the achievement of killing the hidden monster, Fairy Ning will become the top three fairies in Shenshou Mountain today. After being promoted to the four sects, the three The palace will give a lot of resources, and in the next hundred years, when Fairy Ning hits the realm of the gods, there will be more hope."

This is a huge temptation, but Ning Xu is unmoved, and just utters two words: "No."

Senior brother was furious, and said: "Back then, for the sake of Xuanxianmen, you could wear colorful clothes to curry favor with that mountain lord who was trying to gain fame, why should you pretend to be noble now?"

Ning Xu knew in his heart that once she agreed, it would be equivalent to sending an extremely important handle to him,

In this way, in the days to come, he can control himself as he pleases... Ning Xu is a fairy who is famous all over the world. .

This senior brother obviously admires her secretly, otherwise he wouldn't be ecstatic to attract her here. But in any case, she was unmoved.

However, Ning Xu did not expect that so many shocking events happened in the catastrophe of the black-scaled monarch and the **** of tides, but they still remembered so clearly the fact that they were wearing a dress to curry favor with Lin Shouxi.. ...Obviously nothing happened.

Back then, Ning Xu once regarded this matter as a great shame and shame, and even almost broke with her master because of it. Under the shrouded mountain, I watched the boy go away.

"It was the master's order back then, not to mention that the owner of the mountain is not a person who seeks fame." Ning Xu said lightly.

"Ning Xu, you have been in charge of the Xuanxian Sect for so many years, so you don't know the rules of the succession of sects? What you did back then is an indelible stain in the eyes of those great elders...or Said, did you really have an affair with that mountain master?" The brother's expression was slightly ferocious.

"You are not qualified to ask more questions."

Ning Xu said coldly: "Okay, go back and report this matter to Sangong, then all the achievements will be counted on your head."

The two words above the head just came out.

Brother's head flew up in front of Ning Xu.

——The head of the man who was still filled with righteous indignation just now broke suddenly, as if cut off by an invisible blade. The incision at the neck was extremely smooth, and a large amount of blood spurted out from there.

"What?" Ning Xu's pupils shrank suddenly.

She immediately drew her sword in front of her body, looked around, trying to find the murderer. The surroundings were dark and there were no ghosts.

The flying head landed on the ground, and rolled into the deep pit with a grunt. next moment.

The ground under Ning Xu's feet began to tremble.

The corpse worm, which she thought was lifeless, started to move again.

It lifted its body from the grave, and the black hair covering its body began to curl. After the hair was lifted, Ning Xu was shocked to find that the round bones and limbs were clearly several huge human skulls. The skull, and the black hair is the hair that grows on the surface of the skull!

As for the head of Brother Zhanxie...

The head is now embedded in the neck of the corpse insect. Compared with the giant body of more than 20 feet, the small human head is extremely incongruous, but this human head is used as the finishing touch, making the whole monster come alive!

This senior brother didn't know until his death that the moment he sat on the treasure platform of the ruined temple, he had already taken the initiative to become a living sacrifice of this monster.

The corpse worm has been reborn.

As if waking up from hibernation, it moved its stiff body and looked at Ning Xu, who was dressed in a white dress.

It borrowed the head of Brother Zhan Xiesi. In order to calm down this head, it needs to smooth the resentment in the head.

The corpse worm understood his resentment: eat Ning Xu.

In the understanding of corpse worms, eating is simply eating.

In the dark seal, the corpse insect rushed towards Ning Xu, how could Ning Xu sit still and wait for death? After a short shock, she also fought with this monster.

Among the loud noises, the temple used to suppress it collapsed quickly, and soon Qu Ling, who was fleeing, would also see its giant head lifted up after breaking free from the seal.

Undead Snowfield. underground palace.

The hourglass used to keep time is upside down.

When she was bored, Mu Shijing liked to play with the hourglass. She stared at the sand falling down like the wind, as if she could see a complete world after another from each grain of sand.

For her, time has become a game, or a distant and vague concept. She couldn't remember how long it had been.

She did a lot of things to relieve boredom, and in the end, there was only boredom that could not be resolved. So she also practiced in closed doors.

However, because the realm cannot be raised, she cannot obtain the happiness of advancing in cultivation, and what she obtains is only a deeper lack.

She also wants to be pale, imagining a perfect existence and plumping it up with countless details. But after much deliberation, she finally came up with an identical self.

—Pale can imagine the Holy King of Nine Mings, but the limit of the power she can imagine is only Pai Bai. Mu Shijing was quite depressed.

It's too late.

One day, when Mu Shijing woke up, he found that he was wearing a piece of clothing. At the same time, the messy room had been cleaned, and the ice and snow covering the walls disappeared, replaced by a moving scene of blooming mountain flowers.

Her heart moved.

When she looked back, Lin Shouxi was standing behind her. "Are you dreaming again?" Mu Shijing asked softly.

"Don't you know if you try punching and kicking?" Lin Shouxi asked with a smile. "It seems to be true."

Mu Shijing smiled softly and said: "Don't try to trick me into taking the bait, I don't want to be punished by your old enemy as soon as we meet."

"Old enemy?" Lin Shouxi said with a smile: "We can only be called an old enemy if we win or lose. Over the years, have you ever won against me once?"

"Annoying people as soon as we meet?" Mu Shijing raised his face.

Lin Shouxi didn't talk back too much, he hugged her and said, "Master Jing has been waiting for a long time." "Fortunately, it's not too long."

Mu Shijing leaned in his arms, still a little sleepy.

Before she knew it, it had been many years since she had covered the entire wall with ice and snow.

In the three years from the age of sixteen to nineteen, she experienced countless things, big and small, and the days seemed extremely long between the turmoil of the robbery. The life in the underground palace was the same, and every day was similar. , so time also runs fast. When I look back, the scene when I first entered the underground palace seems to be still yesterday.

When Pai Bai imprisoned himself here for hundreds of thousands of years, and later watched hundreds of millions of years on the snow field, did he feel the same sense of loss?

Mu Shijing couldn't remember for a long time.

She didn't want to think too much, she just hugged the boy in front of her quietly, as if hugging a lingering dream. "How is Taoism?" Mu Shijing asked.

"It failed to break through." Lin Shouxi said.

"Is there a time when you can't break the bottleneck?" Mu Shijing was a little surprised.

"Well, during the battle with Shuyu that year, Shuyu joined Xiaohe's golden body and me together. Later, although he managed to separate them, but the workmanship was not good, and some parts were spliced ​​​​wrong. At first, I thought it would not be possible. Who knows what impact it will have..." Lin Shouxi hesitated to speak.

"So?" Mu Shijing asked.

"Maybe one more retreat." Lin Shouxi said. "Is it..."

Mu Shijing lowered his black eyes with slender eyelashes, was silent for a while, and asked, "Did you come out to see me just to tell me about this?"

"Shi Jing is disappointed?"

"There's nothing to be disappointed about. I've waited for so long, and it's not a few years away." Mu Shijing said leisurely. "Didn't you just say it's not too long?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"You..." Mu Shijing bit his lip, and said lightly, "It's really annoying... Huh, you can continue to retreat, don't come out, I don't want to see you."

"Yes."

Lin Shouxi nodded, and then, he actually let go of his arms, turned and left. Mu Shijing froze in place.

Even if you want to continue to retreat

, don't be so anxious, shouldn't you keep it warm for a few days... that's right, after so many years, Xiaohe is still sleeping, if she continues to sleep, her divinity will be destroyed by the dead The darkness is completely disintegrated, yes, Xiaohe's safety is the most important thing, I can't be too ignorant, but, but......

Mu Shijing thought about it, but tears welled up in his clear eyes. At this time.

The door opened again, and Lin Shouxi came back again.

Mu Shijing, who was about to cry, immediately turned his head away and asked, "Why are you back?" "I forgot to take something away," Lin Shouxi replied.

"Oh."

Mu Shijing completely gave up hope, and said: "Then take it quickly, don't dawdle."

After Mu Shijing finished speaking, he still couldn't suppress the anger in his heart. He turned his head and wanted to reprimand him, but it hit his chest firmly. Then, Lin Shouxi opened his arms again and hugged her tightly. He hugged her very hard, giving people a feeling of suffocation.

"What are you doing?" Mu Shijing frowned.

"I forgot to take something away." Lin Shouxi smiled and stroked her long hair, and said, "I forgot to take away my little Shijing."

"I'm not a thing."

Mu Shijing responded subconsciously, and asked again: "What exactly do you want to do, will you be closed again and become obsessed?"

Lin Shouxi finally stopped hiding.

He pressed her ear, and said with relief: "I'm already a god." Mu Shijing froze on the spot.

She turned her head slowly and asked after a long time: "Really?" Lin Shouxi stretched out her little finger and said, "Pull the hook?"

Mu Shijing's eyes couldn't contain the tears any longer, and soon, tears came out of her eyes and ran across her cheeks. Lin Shouxi wasn't completely deceiving.

The mutilated and deformed golden body brought him a lot of trouble, and even brought him to the brink of death.

Not only that, he has to refine alchemy, he also has to refine the cauldron and fire, and he has to constantly care about the fineness of the alchemy in the cauldron, which takes a lot of effort. If he just practiced without distraction, he might be able to easily pass the human **** decades ago. The boundary of the border is over. Of course, he wants to cultivate the Flame of the Holy King of Nine Mings, these are the only roads that must be passed, and there is no way to be careless.

Mu Shijing lay in his arms and cried for a long time. She didn't know why she was crying, but she just couldn't hold it back, and she couldn't cry anymore.

Lin Shouxi was heartbroken.

Looking back on life in the underground palace, it seems like I have experienced a long fantasy dream. Originally, he would still clearly remember every day, but after retreating, his experience of time was also fast and slow, chaotic and disorderly, and he was not sure how long he had been in retreat, whether it was ten years or a hundred years.

He didn't ask.

Because Mu Shijing didn't remember either.

He didn't know how to comfort the crying girl, so he held her cheek and kissed her cherry blossom lips. Years seem to have stagnated on Mu Shijing's body. After so many years, she still looks as beautiful as when she was eighteen or nineteen years old. Her lips are pink and soft, her cheeks are porcelain white, which can be broken by blowing bullets. Only the black The curves of the figure wrapped in the skirt are more delicate and convex. Lin Shouxi lowers his head slightly, and he can see the girl's thin waist and the tight buttocks of the skirt. All the beauty and temptation are like an invitation.

The teary-eyed Mu Shijing instinctively responded to his kiss, and the two kissed delicately, becoming more and more passionate. "Is it just a kiss?" Mu Shijing asked with tears in his eyes.

"What else does Shi Jing want?"

Lin Shouxi asked the question knowingly, he wanted to hear Mu Shijing say it himself.

Mu Shijing's red lips parted slightly, hesitating for a moment, but after a while he smiled charmingly, and asked in an innocent and pure tone: "You don't want to see it, after so long, does Shijing still remember your husband?" Is it your training?"

Lin Shouxi's heart beat faster.

It was the first time he had heard Mu Shijing speak like this, and he knew that this was her exceptional pampering when they reunited after a long absence. Lin Shouxi picked her up by the waist and threw her on the couch.

Mu Shijing habitually grabbed the grizzly bear's pillow, and shielded him like a shield. But what can a soft pillow resist?

Soon, it was snatched by Lin Shouxi arbitrarily and thrown aside. Falling clothes hid the grizzly bear on the pillow.

Sparks ignite at the touch of a button. Three days and three nights passed in a flash.

When Mu Shijing put on a snow-white Taoist skirt and left the round stone house hand in hand with Lin Shouxi, Mu Shijing looked at the couplets on the wall with "Ten Years of Pure Gold and Hundred Years of Red" and smiled knowingly, as if it had been a lifetime.

This was written by her on New Year's Eve of a certain year, but she didn't expect it to become a prophecy.

"Since you are already a god, can you already refine the real Nine Bright Holy Spirit?" Mu Shijing asked. Mu Shijing felt relieved when he thought that the gray tomb was about to be broken and Xiaohe was about to leave the seal.

"Not yet." Lin Shouxi shook his head. "Is there anything else missing?" Mu Shijing asked.

"A few very important materials are missing. Most of them are in the sacred mountain, and the most important one is in the holy soil hall." Lin Shouxi said.

These are not stated in the Danshu, because the materials recorded in the Danshu are limited to the underground palace. However, since Lin Shouxi practiced so far, his understanding of the Nine Ming Sage King has surpassed the alchemy book itself. He deeply knows what he lacks.

"Sacred Mountain..."

Mu Shijing looked worried, and she asked, "But, if you can't make the sun and save Xiaohe, how can we leave this snowfield of death?"

Lin Shouxi has reached the realm of human spirit.

As soon as Mu Shijing asked, he immediately had a deep feeling. "Go back to the snowfield first, and then talk about leaving." Lin Shouxi said.

Mu Shijing nodded vigorously.

The underground palace is dark and oppressive, and it has already made her breathless. She couldn't wait to get back to the surface.

Dead Spirit Snowfield is certainly dangerous, but at least the sky is open and the earth is wide. then.

Many years have passed.

On the dead snowfield, the gray tomb was once again pierced by a ray of golden light. Under the golden light, it was still a figure of a young girl.

Lin Shouxi held a pure golden flame in his palm, and Mu Shijing crossed the glacier rift and came to the sealed place. This place is like an absolutely static field, which has not changed a bit for a hundred years.

The hollowed-out body of the giant still stands on the ground. Xiaohe is still sleeping in the divine ice like a water lily.

Looking through the crystal clear ice, Mu Shijing could even see the faint blue veins on the girl's snowy neck, but this piece of divine ice protecting her was obviously much thinner and more fragile. Be extremely careful, for fear of breaking it.

Until the darkness was completely dispelled, Lin Shouxi had no way to get Xiao He out safely. "Wait for me, and finally wait for me."

Lin Shouxi pressed against the ice, his words were as gentle as whispering in Xiaohe's ear, and he didn't know if she could hear her.

"Where are you going next, to the seal?" Mu Shijing said firmly, "Although the seal of the Necromancer Snowfield is difficult to break, with Master's temperament, he must keep outside the seal all year round. You should work together inside and out. , might be able to smash this seal in one go!"

"No need."

Lin Shouxi shook his head, and said surprisingly: "There may not be only one exit in the dead spirit snowfield." He said.

Lin Shouxi sacrificed a ray of golden flame, letting it slowly rise to the sky.

" If the Necromancer Snowfield is a container, then it is water, and it will flow, flowing towards the cracks of the container. "Lin Shouxi said.

Mu Shijing looked up.

I saw that this ray of golden flame did indeed start to flow. flowing in a more northerly direction.

Is there another exit to the undead snowfield further north?

Before, they also guessed whether there would be other gaps in the undead snowfield, but the snowfield was deeply shrouded in darkness, and with the power of the golden flame that Lin Shouxi was in charge at that time, it was impossible to support the long journey.

"However, how could there be other exits from the undead snowfield?" Mu Shijing was puzzled, "If there were other exits, the king of the gray tomb would have escaped long ago. Why wait for the seal to be opened?"

"Perhaps, that so-called gap has something that even the Lord of the Gray Tomb fears."

Lin Shouxi recalled leisurely, saying: "As early as the first time I set foot on the undead snowfield, I felt that something in the depths of the undead snowfield was calling me... It's time to meet that thing .”

In the darkness, Lin Shouxi's tone was like a cold wind creeping up his spine. Feeling slightly scared, Mu Shijing held his hand even tighter.

She stepped on the thick snow~IndoMTL.com~ and walked forward step by step.

Vaintly, she also realized that she was walking towards the biggest secret of the undead snowfield. The Flame of the Holy King of Jiuming did not lie.

After a three-day trek, under the protection of Jin Yan, they passed through the treacherous valley and finally arrived at another exit of the undead snowfield.

However, this is not so much an exit as it is another door to purgatory. A gate of purgatory that not even the king of the gray tomb would want to set foot in.

The gate of purgatory sprays red flames that even the darkness of the dead can't swallow. In the sea of ​​flames, the "devil" stands between the sky and the earth, turning into an eternal shadow. People in the world stand in front of Him, no matter how high or low they are, they will feel madness and fear without exception. This is a scene unique to the Purgatory Picture Scroll. Mu Shijing looked up at the black shadow, his slender shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

Lin Shouxi held her hand tightly and said in relief, "Don't be afraid, he is already dead." "What is this...?"

Mu Shijing felt familiar, but for some reason, no matter how she recalled it, she couldn't recall its existence.

"The wreckage of the origin." Lin Shouxi said.