Black snow began to fall from the sky.

The vast, inanimate world began to collapse.

In the end, Jiang Wang and Wang Changji stood silently facing each other, with a cage made of pale bone pillars hanging between them. Fang Heling in the cage was twitching in pain, but he was smiling as he looked at the place where Zhang Linchuan disappeared.

Although he had already been killed by Zhang Linchuan first.

The soul enters the prison of lifelessness and suffers forever without death.

"I'll give you a good time." Wang Changji said quietly: "Do you have anything to say?"

At this last moment, Fang Heling endured the pain of thousands of ants eating his heart and cutting his flesh with a knife, but turned to look at Jiang Wang: "I want to ask..."

He twitched and forced himself to finish his sentence: "Why did you hate me so much before... before I became a demon?"

Jiang Wang didn't expect that this was what he cared about in the end, so he said honestly without much hesitation: "Actually, we have never hated you before. At least for me. The only time was when Peng Ju died.

When you are very proud."

Even in the soul state, Fang Heling's eyes were blood-red, and he looked at Jiang Wang with such scarlet red: "Then why do you refuse to take me every time I follow you?"

Jiang Wang thought for a while: "I just think you are too young to join us in fighting and... visiting brothels."

"Do you still remember, one time... I took a pot of wine and wanted to toast with you, but Fang Pengju threw me out."

Jiang Wang thought about it seriously, but still said: "I have no impression."

Fang Heling was stunned for a moment.

Those imaginations that made him miserable, turned out to have never caused trouble to others. Some things had no profound meaning and were just his overthinking.

At this time, he seemed to no longer feel the pain Wusheng Prison had brought to him.

Feelings become very blurry.

But some long-ago conversations clearly sounded in my ears——

"Go, go, kid, what do you want to drink? Du Laoer, if you dare to drink from He Ling, I will pull out your beard today!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

"Why are children joining in the fun? Is killing someone fun? Go back!"

Many, many images went through my mind.

Some are clear, some are blurry.

It turns out that people really recall their lives before they die?

Fang Peng held up the lonely corpse.

Huang Azhan's severed head.

Uncle Li cursed through the formation.

And in the end...the father's body was charred black by lightning.

"I really... deserve to die."

He murmured like this and looked at Wang Changji, his eyes were already waiting for a happy moment.

Wang Changji then raised his hand.

He asked again, like the little boy hiding behind Fang Pengju, timidly and anxiously: "When I die, see my father, see Uncle Li, can I say that I am not a waste?"

?”

Wang Changji always tells the truth.

The truth is, you are already dead. The remaining soul will disappear immediately. After you die, you will not see your father, you will not see your Uncle Li, you will not see anything after death, nothing. There is nothing in the source pool.

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But this time, Wang Changji didn't say that.

He just said: "I think it's okay."

Fang Heling closed her eyes with tears streaming down her face: "Brother Wang, take me home."

Then, together with the Inanimate Cage, they were crushed by Wang Changji's palm.

There is no wind, no fog, and white smoke curls up.

Jiang Wang said nothing, and neither did Wang Changji.

After a period of deliberation, the collapsing inanimate world opened a portal with light flowing through it, and they walked in side by side.

…

If you have never been to the Netherworld, it is difficult to understand what the Netherworld is.

The so-called "the feeling is unconscious, the five senses are like decay, the sadness has no tears, the hatred has no heart, it is called the netherworld" (contained in "Chaocangwu")

The Netherworld is a world without consciousness, so the first thing to do when entering the Netherworld is to adapt to the rules of the Netherworld and re-establish "awareness" for yourself.

Of course, for Shenlin monks, spiritual consciousness can completely complete this process.

The Netherworld is also the way to the Source Pond and is the largest camp in the Death Wilderness. Therefore, it is not a pure world of the dead. It still has the fire of life and the light of civilization.

Lu Yan has been yearning for the underworld for too many years.

But I have never visited.

At first, he lacked strength, but later he didn't dare to get close.

Until this time, Zhang Linchuan taught him the "paper clothes soul replacement method".

He has no grudge against Zhang Linchuan, and of course there is no loyalty. From the beginning to the end, they just have a cooperative relationship in which each gets what he needs.

Although he has given a lot, his "needs" have not been obtained until now.

He had carefully examined it many times and confirmed that there was no problem with this secret method before he dared to put on the "paper clothes" and sneak into the netherworld.

The Netherworld is not that easy to enter. He is not as comfortable as Zhang Linchuan. The entrance he chose is a weak area rarely seen in this world - he has been preparing for this day for too long.

Although his desire is not worth mentioning, his love is as light as a feather, and his efforts are insignificant. But everything he does has an ending...

He still walked step by step to where he is today, becoming a god and coming to the underworld.

He didn't know where his dead wife's soul was.

He is trying one by one of the 371 secret methods he has collected to find his wife.

He must be careful enough, because the Netherworld is a too dangerous place. The White Bone Evil God will never let him go, and the Netherworld God is not the only one. No one is good.

When he tried the 323rd secret method, his eyeballs suddenly moved, and the secret method had a weak reaction!

Lu Yan was ecstatic, but the next moment, the eyeball exploded out of the socket!

At this moment, the world was spinning and the five senses were confused.

"No!"

He cried out in pain.

At this moment he understood——

There is indeed no problem with the "Paper Clothes Soul Replacement Method", the problem is with himself!

During the long relationship in the past, his body had been planted with tricks by Zhang Linchuan. After worshiping the Wusheng Sutra for a period of time, his soul had long been polluted by the Wusheng God. Zhang Linchuan indeed left the last escape route for himself.

, and unfortunately, he is the escape route!

Amidst the violent power fluctuations, there was a painful hiss.

Lu Yan's remaining eye suddenly turned white. It was because he was using the power of his natural dark eye to resist, but it turned black again the next moment.

"Look for...look for..." Lu Yan struggled to shout in the end, pointing in a direction with his index finger trembling.

"Okay, I promise you." He said again.

The next moment, the body had regained its composure. He reached out his hand, grabbed the eyeball that had exploded out of the eye socket, and slowly pressed it back into the eye socket.

"This body..."

Zhang Linchuan, who had used up his last substitute, moved his limbs and felt a little uncomfortable. His body was too stupid, his training was too rough, and his physical body was too poorly developed.

But now, he has no other choice.

He cherished this last substitution very much. It was originally intended to be left to a key figure who could influence the world's situation, or to find his own identity. Naturally, he prepared other ways to retreat into the netherworld.

But in the previous battle, Wang Changji sealed his inanimate world, and Jiang Wang cut off his path and shattered his inanimate sutra.

The layers of hidden hands he had left in the holy body of bones were also burned clean by the true fire of Samadhi.

Wang Changji and Jiang Wang didn't even covet the holy body created at the top!

If there is no desire, then there is strength, and if there is no leakage, it will be possible.

As a last resort, I had no choice but to submit to the Dharma King who had been following him for a long time and use this body to replace him, and to replace him in the underworld. In this way, I could cut off all the cause and effect in this world and start all over again.

He will never surrender to God's will and will never be afraid of failure.

He always has the courage to start over.
To be continued...