I’m Being Held Captive by Demons Chapter 440: Fortunately it’s not ruins
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The columbarium was quite unhappy about what Zen Master Zhizhen said.
"That dog thing, I really don't give you a choice..."
"However, it's unheard of, and I don't know how to do it, to be able to move around freely in the shadows."
It can be seen that the columbarium is extremely envious of the supernatural power of the dragon head of the secluded spring.
After all, the underworld is the earth, which almost overlaps the human world.
It's just that no one can go, and it is a completely unreachable area for the living beings in the world.
If someone can travel freely in the underworld without getting lost, it means that the whole world is a back garden, and they can go anywhere they want.
Even the secret realms of the Devil's Cave can be entered and exited at will.
Who wouldn't want something like this?
Especially the columbarium is so old, if you master this magical power, I am afraid that you will not die, and you will be able to live forever.
It's just that Zen Master Zhizhen is tight-lipped, walking alone in the fog to lead the way, letting the columbarium speak clichés, and never leaking.
In the Yin Division, there is no daylight, and after falling into the fog, it even loses the sense of direction and time. .
Kong Ning and the others walked all the way, but they didn't know how many days they had been in the underworld.
What I can see in my field of vision is always a flat and barren dead silence.
Without any mountains, currents, and undulating terrain, it seems that the land of Yinsi is always a flat plain.
And not even a ghost town.
Kong Ning guessed that their trip was to bypass the ghost towns in various places to prevent them from entering the world from the ghost gate of the ghost town.
But the land of the underworld is so flat and barren, and it will always be flat and barren, it still makes Kong Ning curious.
It feels like some kind of powerful disaster has cut off all the land of Yinsi, and cut off all the mountains and rivers, so there is only a flat land.
After all, the ground is a bit outrageous.
The plains on earth have ups and downs, and there is almost no absolutely flat ground.
The land of Keyin Si, I have walked all the way, for thousands of miles, but it is as smooth as a section cut by a knife.
The urn couldn't help but wonder.
"What was the situation in the past? Why does it feel weird?"
Although the columbarium is very old, it is well-informed.
But everything in Yinsi touches its blind spot of knowledge, and even it doesn't know about Yinsi's past.
And Kong Ning's group followed behind Zen Master Zhizhen.
Although there is no sense of direction and time, Kong Ning feels that he should have traveled tens of thousands of miles, or even hundreds of thousands of miles.
Fortunately, both Kong Ning and Wan'er are already fast, so they don't have to worry about starving to death.
Just when Kong Ning thought that he would go all the way to the northern swamp, a strange shadow appeared in the fog ahead.
That thing, looming in the mist, looked like a broken arch from a distance.
Only when I got closer, I found that it was a huge machete that was slanted obliquely on the ground, but the blade was broken in half.
The broken sword, which is several meters high, is like a giant's weapon, and it is slanted into the earth of Yinsi.
Like a broken flag, inexplicably desolate and desolate.
Kong Ning stepped forward and examined it carefully.
I found that this machete has been worn away by the years, and it is not at all magical, not even a mortal iron.
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Above the blade, above the handle, there are cracks all over it, full of weathering and corrosion, it seems that it will shatter at the slightest touch, and it is already rotten to the extreme.
Master Ke Zhizhen's footsteps were slightly stiff.
The moment the machete appeared, it looked around subconsciously, as if to be alert to something.
Obviously, the sudden appearance of the huge machete was not what Zen Master Zhizhen expected.
It even scared it.
The current situation makes the urn a little nervous.
"Hey! Monk, what's going on? Why do I feel like you're scared?"
The columbarium was so excited: "Don't tell Lord Gu that you are going the wrong way! This is the underworld! If you lead the wrong way, we will be finished!"
"And what is this machete? What are you afraid of?"
The bizarre machete that appeared in the ghost mist of Yinsi shocked the urn.
Of course, what scared the urn was mainly the reaction of Zen Master Zhizhen.
After all, since ancient times, there have been many cultivators who have been lost in the Yin Division. It is nothing to see an ancient weapon by chance in the ghost fog.
Master Ke Zhizhen's reaction was clearly frightened and dangerous.
And the danger in the sinister...
The urn is terrifying and disturbing, and Kong Ning protects Wan'er.
Zhen Master Zhizhen silently looked around, holding a formula in his hands, as if he was calculating something.
After dozens of breaths, Zen Master Zhizhen shook his head and said, "Xiao Seng didn't go the wrong way. This is indeed the route to the northern great lake."
"It's just that something unexpected happened along the way... Three respects, be careful."
"We may see more in the future."
“But no matter what you see or hear, you can’t touch it, and you can’t ignore it.”
"Must be right behind me..."
Zen Master Zhizhen said and walked straight ahead.
Kong Ning and his group quickly followed, and they got closer to it ~IndoMTL.com~ The ghost mist drifting around was still hazy, unable to see what was in the distance.
The columbarium asked: "Why don't you explain it! What is unexpected? What is the origin of that machete? What danger is there in this underworld!"
The columbarium continued to ask questions, and Zen Master Zhizhen thought for a while.
In the end, he should have felt compelled to speak, so he opened his mouth and said.
"Your Highness, there is something strange and inexplicable in this underworld, and the little monk doesn't know its specific situation."
"But the dragon head said that there are some strange things such as ancient weapons, rubble, and even ruins floating in the ghost fog in the Yin Division."
"Those things, once encountered, can't be touched and moved away as soon as possible."
"Fortunately, what we saw was just a machete, not a piece of debris..."
Zhen Master Zhizhen, who had not finished speaking, was stunned.
Because in the misty fog ahead, there are sparse shadows.
Those shadows, rising and falling, look like a ruined palace ruins, broken walls.
The columbarium was excited: "What are you...has the crow's mouth opened? What are you doing now?"
In the fog of ghosts, Zen Master Zhizhen once again made a gesture with one hand and calculated silently.
After a long while, he slowly said: "Continue to move forward... We can only continue to move forward."
After speaking, it was the first to walk towards the dilapidated ruins ahead.
The urn followed behind and whispered: "Why can't you go around this ruins? Since there are dangers inside, why do you take the initiative to walk over?"
"Is there something wrong with your brain!"
The columbarium was so depressing.
Even though he lowered his voice, the anger in his words did not diminish at all.