Chapter 447

Willing to work day and night, we still have to fight day and night. Only in this way can we last longer.

According to reason, well nine should leave after thinking about that sentence, but he didn't get up and sat by the river in a daze.

I left the Castle Peak to find the sharpening stone. Now the demon bones in the town demon prison are gone, and the demon bones at the bottom of the soul gathering valley have become dust. Where should I go?

He is also the person who ignores the world. Some changes have taken place in some subtle places. For example, he occasionally leaves the green mountain. When traveling, there are often people around him, whether Gu Qing or winter, or Zhao Layue. Now he is not used to being alone and feels a little bored.

He didn't take out the bamboo chair. The temperature along the lava river is too high and fire will spill out at any time. It's a pity if the bamboo chair is burned.

He also didn't take out the porcelain plate. I don't know when he started, he rarely played the game of stacking sand.

He suddenly stood up, put away his white clothes and walked into the magma. The cosmofront followed him quietly.

He was not discouraged by tens of thousands of years. He decided to throw himself into a river and burn himself with fire. He just wanted to take a bath.

The fiery red magma was like golden water. He picked it up from the river, poured it on his face, and then flowed down his body, splashing hundreds of sparks on the river.

Unless it is the Yanggang fire generated by those Dao furnaces and immortal level magic weapons, it is difficult for a flame to hurt him, including these hot and terrible magma.

The temperature of the magma was so high that he could feel the burning heat with his eyes closed. His body rarely felt a slight pain, and then gave birth to comfort.

Steam bath didn't mean anything to him, nor did massage. Unexpectedly, he found similar fun in the fire River under the ground today.

Jing Jiu felt very comfortable. He simply lay down in the magma, put his hands on the back of his head, and looked at the sunset pattern on the stone wall on the top of the cave. He was a little distracted.

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In fact, many practitioners do not understand that there is no inseparable relationship between flying and longevity.

Flying does not mean longevity. The previous immortals who left Chaotian may have died long ago.

Long life does not necessarily have to rise. According to Jing Jiu's observation, the Yuangui at the top of Tianguang peak can live for at least tens of thousands of years, or even longer.

Longevity is to live.

Fly up to get out.

Living and going out is to keep looking for new fun.

This kind of fun includes but is not limited to the enjoyment of life instinct, but more refers to discovering the knowledge you don't know, the laws you haven't touched, and the unknown world you haven't imagined. So bathing in the magma and soaking in the magma like a hot spring is also a natural way.

According to Jing Jiu's behavior, even if he occasionally has this fun, he won't stay in this fun for too long.

Because this novel experience can still be calculated and expected.

Today he lay in the lava for a long time.

Before entering the ground, he sat by the wild lake all night.

He looked down at the Tongtian well on the East China Sea for a long time.

It's all because of hesitation.

Before leaving, he had calculated that it should be difficult to find a suitable demon bone at the bottom of the soul gathering valley. It might even be dangerous, but he came.

Because here is very close to the abyss, and there is the underworld.

He doesn't want to go to the snow field, because the snow field is dangerous, and he doesn't want to go to the underworld, because it's also dangerous there.

In principle, he should not hesitate at all. He just turned and left. Why should he lie in the magma and look at the sunset in a daze?

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Few people know what well nine likes.

When Liu was ten years old, he only knew that he liked to lie on the bamboo chair, so he didn't forget to plant a few clumps of bamboo in Tianguang peak or Guocheng temple to repair the bamboo chair.

Gu Qing only knows that he likes watching snow, so when it snows every year, he will take the initiative to move out of the Taoist temple with the Yuan Opera and leave the good position near the window to his master.

Zhao Layue only knew that he liked to keep his own long black and smooth hair, so she didn't do it, but she insisted that he comb his hair.

But even the three of them don't know what Jing Jiu really doesn't like.

There are many things he doesn't want to do because he is lazy or feels meaningless, which doesn't mean he doesn't like it.

For example, if he doesn't eat hot pot, he just feels that eating this action is meaningless, which doesn't mean he doesn't like hot pot.

When the elder martial brother and Yuanliu ate hot pot in shangdefeng, he liked to sit and watch.

This habit has remained until now.

Now, he likes watching Zhao Layue eat hot pot.

In countless restaurants in Chaotian mainland, there are white soup that he sees as broken.

Only winter knows the answer.

Well nine's least favorite thing is to owe people.

Whether it's love or money or something else.

After the smoke dissipated, his body still had a mouthful of turbid Qi in the distant outside world.

That is the unfinished cause and effect, the unfinished fate.

It was because of this that he failed to fly. Naturally, he didn't like it very much.

Therefore, since his rebirth, he has paid great attention to these aspects. He has tried to make up for what he owed in the past, but he has more new debts.

The biggest creditor is the emperor.

In the town demon prison, the emperor of the underworld told him the emperor of soul fire. He promised to help the emperor of the underworld find an heir and pass the seal of the emperor of the underworld and the emperor of soul fire to that person.

Thirteen years later, he hasn't finished it yet.

He put the cosmic Front into the universe, closed his eyes and sank under the magma.

The density of magma is so high that ordinary people can't sink without being burned to ashes, but he is naturally different.

He flows along the lava River into the distance, like a stone.

More than ten miles away is where the river branches, one river up and one river down.

Downstream and upstream, the river will make its own choice.

Is this an irresponsible drift, or does the monks of Guocheng temple like to say that they follow fate, or are they lazy?

Maybe Jing Jiu didn't have an answer. He could only clearly feel that as he was getting deeper and deeper in the magma and the temperature around him was getting higher and higher, his right hand became a little softer, which was exactly what he wanted.

He floated along the lava river for a long time. One day, he suddenly hit something. When he opened his eyes, he found that a wall was blocking the way.

The wall is transparent.

When the magma river meets the wall, it can't continue to move forward and surge back, forming countless small eddies and generating countless flames, which looks like thousands of stove eyes.

If you go back to the ground, you can only see the sky, not the wall, so here is the ground.

Jing Jiu walked to the transparent wall with his hands on his back and looked into the distance.

The wall is very high and stretches for an unknown distance. There is no end to it.

There is a dark abyss.

Beyond the abyss is the underworld.

If you want to become the leader of the righteous sect of the Terran, being strong is a necessary condition, but not all. You must also take a lot of responsibilities and pay a lot of costs for the Terran, such as guarding the channel between the world and the underworld.

Those famous sects with a long history in Chaotian mainland have their own channels to guard.

Wuenmen guards the channel at the bottom of Wanshou mountain, the Tongtian well on the East China Sea is jointly monitored by Shuiyue nunnery and Guocheng temple, and yimaozhai guards the Qianli wind corridor.

Zhongzhou sect has the highest status, the strongest strength and the greatest responsibility. Canglong incarnation town magic prison guards Chaoge city and is also responsible for the channel at the bottom of the soul gathering valley.

This huge transparent wall stretching for unknown miles should be the seal of Zhongzhou school. From the smell, it is really powerful and indestructible.

Castle Peak sect did not guard the passage of the underworld, because the water in the South was abundant and the underground cracks were filled, but it also paid a lot.

If the Zhongzhou sect pays the powerful magic weapons and arrays needed for the trapped animals and the seal, the Castle Peak sect pays the sword and blood.

Jing Jiu stood in front of the transparent wall with his hands on his back, gazing quietly at the abyss over there.

Thirteen years ago, the emperor of the underworld was staring at the abyss through a transparent and unbreakable barrier.

At that time, Emperor Ming's eyes were full of nostalgia for his hometown. At this time, his eyes were much more complex.

His sight crossed the abyss and landed in the underworld far away.

The landform and sky of the underworld are very similar to those here. There are also steep peaks, but there is no sun. The light is extremely dark and can only be illuminated by ground fire.

A slightly bright river winds through the mountains, bringing light and hope to the lives on both sides.

Well nine took back his sight and looked at his right hand.

His right hand softened after soaking in the lava river for so long.

He has been carrying his hands on his back. In fact, he is kneading the index finger of his right hand with his left hand.

The index finger seems to have no change, but it is actually sharper and is about to return to the level when it is in good condition.

Well nine stretched out his index finger and pointed to the transparent wall in front of him.

The transparent wall seems to have no thickness and no elasticity.

This sounds very common, but it's a terrible thing to think about, even unimaginable.

I don't know what array the former immortals used and how many magic weapons they consumed when Zhongzhou sect sealed this place 30000 years ago.

With a slight sound, the fingertips of Jing Jiu fell on the transparent wall.

Feeling the feedback from his fingertips, he picked his eyebrows and suddenly burst into sword consciousness.

Thousands of extremely subtle and fierce sword thoughts came out of his body, like willow leaves blown down by the wind, swirling around.

Several black stones at the foot were cut into pieces, and countless cracks appeared on the surface of the magma in the river, which could not be bridged.

Even when facing Xuanyin ancestor in Guocheng temple, he did not enter this state, and when the sea crossing monk sneaked an attack, he was influenced by immortal books.

It was the first time since his rebirth that he really showed his strongest appearance.

In an instant, his face became extremely pale.

There was another soft snap.

His fingertips seemed to stick into the transparent wall, and nothing seemed to happen.

If you look with the naked eye, even close to his fingers, you won't see any change.

Jing Jiu was a little tired. This finger seemed to have exhausted his sword yuan.

He sat down cross legged, closed his eyes and began to practice.

The huge transparent wall clearly showed the abyss and the far away underworld in front of him, just like a huge painting, waiting for him to wake up and enjoy it again.

After seventy.

The lava river suddenly faded, and a shadow came out of nowhere and fell on him.

Well nine opened his eyes and looked at the side of the transparent wall.

The smell in the shadow was very cold and strange, and he was no stranger.

This is a projection of a great figure in the underworld.

The underworld now wants to influence the Chaotian continent. Most of the time, it can only use this way. In those days, Wei Chengzi, the Yuanying elder of Zhongzhou sect, failed to assassinate Zhao Layue. On his way to escape, he was killed by the three disciples of Mingshi with a shadow. Jian Ruoshan, a disciple of Qingshan, secretly investigated the case of Zuo Yi's murder and died in the same way in a broken temple outside Jianli City.

The great figure of the underworld is very powerful, and his realm is far higher than that of Jingjiu. It is not too difficult to believe that his shadow wants to kill Jingjiu.

But there was no fear or even vigilance on Jing Jiu's face.

He knew the other party would show up.

Because he called the other party.

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"Who are you?"

On the other side of the transparent wall, I don't know when a man appeared.

The man narrowed his eyes, and the colored light flowed on his eyebrowless face, but he still couldn't press his clothes.

He was wearing a royal blue dress. The color was very bright. It looked very eye-catching in the background full of black and white and faint fire.

The underworld has no blue sky, no green fields, only boring black-and-white gray tones, and the clothes of ordinary people are generally this color. Only aristocrats with high status are qualified to wear color.

When Jing Jiu first met Emperor Ming in the demon prison, Emperor Ming wore colorful clothes.

The color of this man's clothes is so eye-catching that he naturally has a high position in the underworld.

The man was summoned by Jing Jiu. He was able to cross the abyss and come here in 70 seconds. The speed was amazing.

I haven't seen you for 300 years. It's really stronger.

Well nine thought about it and felt some emotion.

The man looked slightly heavy and gave off a strong breath.

Like most people in the underworld, he was also very short, about four feet tall, but at this time, with the breath, he felt very tall, as if even the transparent wall could not stop him.

There are few people on the mainland with such a strong breath. I'm afraid it's at the same level as Liu CI!

Well nine said, "since you know the origin of mosquitoes, you should guess who I am. I don't believe Taiping didn't tell you what happened in the demon prison."

The man looked at Jing Jiu quietly and asked, "who the hell are you?"

Well nine said, "I am the seal holder."

Mosquitoes.

Seal.

The man was silent for a long time and asked, "Your Majesty is still alive?"

Well nine shook his head.

The man said, "if your majesty dies, why is there his soul fire in the mosquito?"

Well nine said, "I said, you should know I was by his side before he died."

The man looked at the quiet Styx River under the abyss, remained silent for a long time again and said, "hand over the seal of the emperor of the underworld. I won't kill you today."

Well nine said, "do you think I should be afraid of you?"

The man raised his head, stared at Jing Jiu's eyes, said in a calm voice, "do you know who I am?"

Well nine said, "of course I know you are a ghost master. I know something else. Do you want to hear it? "

For example, three hundred years ago, you were almost killed by someone with a sword.

Yes, the man in blue, whose breath is unfathomable and at the same level as Liu Ci, is the strongest master of the nether division today.

He looked at Jing Jiu quietly and suddenly asked, "what do you want?"

Well nine said: "the mosquito has the soul fire of the emperor of the underworld, which is enough to show your legitimacy and can help you calm the disputes of the underworld. You should seize the time to choose a suitable heir to the throne and send it to the world for me to see."

Master Ming narrowed his eyes even more and said, "do you know what you're talking about?"

Well nine said, "this is what Emperor Ming told me before he died."

Master Ming said expressionless, "Your Majesty went down to the world and didn't come back. Do you think this kind of thing might happen again?"

Well nine said: "if the new emperor does not get my approval, the seal of the emperor will not return to the underworld." The nether Master said, "if so, you are kind to my nether world, but... What do you want?" The same question as before. Well nine said to master Ming, "have you ever considered joining hands with Castle Peak, except for peace?" Master Ming smiled and said, "do you know what you're talking about?" Jingjiu said, "I said I know a lot of other things. For example, you are a disciple of Taiping in the underworld." Hearing this, master Ming's expression changed slightly. Well nine continued: "according to the entry age, you should ride a whale after Liu Ci and yuan, so you are Xiao San." Master Ming's eyes narrowed into a line and said, "since you know the relationship between me and real people, would you like to persuade me to join hands with Castle Peak?" Jingjiu calmly said, "I'm good at persuading his disciples to betray him." This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.