Chapter 482 Bullhead and Horse Noodles
Gongsun Xuan was pulled by black and white impermanence and walked forward slowly. When the dark road came to an end, there was a dark world in the distance. He entered a yellow world.
He saw a bridge in the distance. Next to the bridge, there were many souls in a long line. On the bridge, there was a woman who handed a spoonful of water to everyone who crossed the bridge.
It wasn't long before Gongsun Xuan came to the bridge. Under the bridge is a yellow river, in which the water exudes a very pure gloomy atmosphere.
Gongsun Xuan saw a stone tablet on the bridge, which wrote three ancient characters of the bridge.
"What bridge? Then this is Meng Jiangnu. Oh, won't let me drink this Mengjiang soup, too? He remembered that in those ghost stories, every dead person had to forget everything in this life with Meng Jiangtang before crossing the bridge. After crossing the bridge, the king of hell will be sent to match. The good will be reincarnated, and the wicked will be sent to hell to be punished.
He searched and found that there was no Yang Sen. He was shocked. He was afraid that Yang Sen had already drunk Meng Jiangtang. If so, he would forget everything in this life. Even if he found him, he was afraid that he would not remember who he was.
Then he came here to save people in vain.
The chain on his neck was suddenly removed, and he felt his strength recover.
He suddenly rushed forward and crossed Meng Jiangnu, trying to cross the bridge.
"The vertical man dares." Black and white impermanence shouted, threw out the chain in his hand, and entangled Gongsun Xuan with a broken sound.
Gongsun Xuan's body is short, but extremely flexible. Although he has just condensed his soul and doesn't know much about the use of the soul, as a warrior, he naturally relies on the power of the warrior to fight.
As soon as his body moved, he shook a few shadows in the air. Gongsun Xuan dodged the attack of the chain, and his toes were a little on the bridge and came to the center of the bridge.
The bridge is not long, only three or four meters long, but there is an extremely strong suction on the bridge, which can absorb the soul. Gongsun Xuan also used all his strength to jump to the center of the bridge.
The black and white impermanence moved, soared up and stopped in front of Gongsun Xuan.
The two looked at Gongsun Xuan strangely, but the more they looked at him, the more shocked they became. As black and white, they had a deep understanding of ghosts. Gongsun Xuan looks like a newly dead baby. Generally, this kind of soul is very weak, but they see that Gongsun Xuan's soul is so solid, and his yin is extremely heavy. It seems to be the yuan god cultivated by the monk, but it is different from the yuan god.
"Is this Yuanying?" Hei Wuchang asked.
Bai Wuchang shook his head, indicating that it was not. Yuanying, a monk, dared not come to this underworld. The yin qi here is extremely heavy, and the ghost qi is very harmful to the monk's Yuanying.
"Then he must be a ghost." Hei Wuchang said to himself that Gongsun Xuan gave them a very strange feeling. If it was a fierce ghost, there was no anger on him. But if it's a ghost, how did he get born?
"If you capture him and send him to the Yanluo Hall, it will naturally be judged by the king of Yanluo." Bai Wuchang stared coldly at Gongsun Xuan, and a long stick in his hand twitched into the air. A strong force shook the space and pulled it up to Gongsun Xuan. If he was drawn, Gongsun Xuan's soul would be severely damaged.
Gongsun Xuan retreated quickly. He stared closely at the black and white impermanence. He is now the body of the soul, and his strength is very weak. He is not an opponent of black and white impermanence at all. If you are caught by them, I'm afraid you will fall miserably.
He turned his eyes and saw the Yellow Spring River under his feet. He smiled, jumped into the Yellow Spring River, and disappeared in an instant.
Black and white impermanence looked at each other, with shock in their eyes. They didn't expect Gongsun Xuan to choose such an approach.
The Yellow Spring River looks very calm, but the extremely gloomy air in the river is extremely strong, which is also very harmful to those ghosts. Even these gloomy gods dare not be contaminated with too much water.
In their opinion, Gongsun Xuan is purely looking for death. The two no longer pursue the whereabouts of Gongsun Xuan, and let him disappear like this.
After Gongsun Xuan jumped into the Yellow Spring River, he immediately felt an extremely cold air pouring into his soul. This cold force seemed to have great damage to the soul, and he even felt that his thoughts were about to dissipate.
But he soon restrained the cold air. He operated the method of condensing the soul and sucked all the cold air in the Yellow Spring River into the soul. His soul instantly became extremely stiff, like a sculpture, slowly sinking into the bottom of the Yellow Spring River.
However, his soul is slowly growing. This is an opportunity for him.
The fifth condensed soul of the demon body gathered the ghost condensed soul. At first, he didn't know what it meant, but at this moment, his heart suddenly became empty and he had a new understanding of this fifth skill.
His soul had been dispersed, but it was condensed by his own intention. It was a false soul, but it reappeared himself in his mind, and there were no soul particles. After he absorbed the starlight energy and moonlight essence, his soul changed a little and turned into a real soul. Although it is baby-sized, it is very weak.
At this moment, there is an extremely strong cold atmosphere here, which can strengthen his soul again. How can he lose this opportunity?
The Huangquan River does not look very wide, but the river is extremely deep, and there is a world of difference between the upper part and the lower part.
At the bottom of the Huangquan River, it is extremely vast and I don't know how vast it is. Here, it also gathers the yin qi under heaven and earth.
Gongsun Xuan's soul emitted a soft light, constantly absorbing the yin atmosphere at the bottom of the river, and his soul slowly grew up.
Time has slowly flowed, and I don't know how long it has passed. It seems that a year or two, his soul is now as tall as his body. The appearance is the same as the body.
Surprisingly, his soul seems to have a fleshy feeling and looks like a real person.
On this day, he suddenly opened his eyes and poured a few mouthfuls of yellow spring water in his mouth.
He glanced at the bottom of the Yellow Spring River and found that it was vast and boundless, but lifeless. Even the river is yellow, which hinders the view.
He swam up from the bottom of the river, climbed to the shore, and looked at the world.
The world is extremely dark, as if it is in a misty world, but the yin is extremely strong.
For him now, this is a holy place that can make him constantly stronger.
Although his soul is successful and the same size as a normal person, this is just the first step.
The concentration of the soul is not just the concentration of the soul. If you want your soul to be strong, you must constantly temper your soul.
This fifth condensed soul, like the fourth bone shaping, also has to experience nine condensed souls. Every time the soul needs to disperse, it must disperse its soul and recondens the dispersed soul under the last thought. Every condensation can make his soul stronger. After nine times of concentration, his soul is like a real flesh and blood man. Even if his body is dead, he can survive through his soul.
This is the power of the demon body.
His soul has just condensed for the first time. It looks like a living person, like flesh and blood, but the cold air on his body is too heavy to be felt from afar. What's more, he won't rely on his soul to fight now.
His eyes condensed, and he saw many white ghosts floating in the air not far from him.
"Woo..." The gloomy voice suddenly pierced the sky, and the ghosts screamed there. Soon, countless powerful breaths came from a distance.
These breaths are just emitted by those powerful yin gods. Their ontology has not arrived, but the divine thoughts came out, and Gongsun Xuan was soon detected.
"Wh. Who is this man? Why is his ghost so heavy? Is it the newly created fierce ghost? Someone made a doubtful voice.
Suddenly, a yin god of a bull-headed man suddenly appeared in the sky. He held a big steel fork in his hand and pointed to Gongsun Xuan and shouted, "That soul, obediently surrendered. Don't let your grandfather Niu capture you."
The bull's head was intoxicated and purulent, and the winey atmosphere stood there and staggered.
"Eh. Niutou, what did you want to talk to him? Just capture him and throw him to the 18th floor of hell. Another figure fell from the sky, but it was a horse's face. He hung a gloomy knife around his waist and burped wine.
"Yes. I won't talk to you. Just capture you directly. Niu Tou listened to Ma Mian's advice and was a little clear-headed.
He raised the steel fork and swayed it at Gongsun Xuan.
A cloudy wind swept by, and the steel fork came to Gongsun Xuan in the blink of an eye, and the bright fork stabbed Gongsun Xuan's head.
Gongsun Xuan's upper body fell back, quickly dodged the blow, and his feet jumped back, several ups and downs, and ran far away. He is ready to escape from the battle with bullheads and horses.
His current strength is still too weak, and this is the underworld. He can only suffer losses when fighting with the yin gods here.
"Hey, where to escape." Ma Mian shouted and chased after Gongsun Xuan. He held the big knife and cut down Gongsun Xuan's head with a knife.
Puff, Gongsun Xuan's head suddenly rose to the sky and separated from his body.
The bull's head also rushed over, and a steel fork shattered Gongsun Xuan's soul. Suddenly, Gongsun Xuan's soul turned into countless soul particles and floated in the air.
The horse shook his sleeves and threw these soul particles into the Yellow Spring River. The two went drinking shoulder to shoulder again.
In the Huangquan River, there was a weak connection between Gongsun Xuan's soul particles. Before long, his soul particles gathered together to form a transparent figure.