The lights are bright and the wine is full of swaying fragrance and pink shadows and the young master in the brocade dress who is singing happily.

In any chaotic world where hunger is everywhere, there is such a place where fire and cooking oil is intoxicated by luxury. Shangjing Honglanfang is the most famous consumption treasure in Zhongzhou. There are the most beautiful women here, but a glass of fine wine can be worth a year of tax for a middle-aged family. Countless people have never seen bloody battles, and even the freshly-clothed children who don’t even divide grains are looking for fun here.

In the flower shop where the red lanterns were swaying, many unscrupulous laughter and sweet gasps and moans came from the flowers, and the fragrance of wine and barbecue was emitted from many open windows.

On a bluestone road outside a flower building, there was an elderly beggar sitting. Most of the hair of the elderly beggar was sticking together, like dead grass, and it seemed that it had not been washed for a long time. The clothes on his body were no longer visible, like rags, piled up on his body. There was a blue and white porcelain bowl with several mouths missing in front of the door. It was very black and greasy inside, and only a yellow bamboo stick on his legs looked pretty smooth.

Such beggars were everywhere and would not attract attention at all, but a middle-aged Taoist in yellow shirt seemed to appear out of thin air and suddenly appeared not far away in front of him.

The middle-aged Taoist's eyes were slightly inward, but his nose was very sharp, and his face looked very slight. His hair was inserted with a jade hairpin, and the yellow Taoist robe on his body was shining with a slight glow. There were cloud patterns embroidered with gold wire on his collar and cuffs, and behind it was a pattern of sun, moon and stars. This middle-aged Taoist was the yellow-shirted Taoist who captured the black-shirted Taoist when the girl in white and Ci Hang Jingzhai and his group fled into the Dragon King Temple with Luo Bei. When the jade of the Black-shirted Temple and the Dragon King Temple were burned, the dragon king seemed to explode violently.

This middle-aged Taoist with a Yinjiu face captured the hunchbacked Temple Zhusheng in a flash. The speed of flying was almost the speed of Wuxin's void lotus. At this moment, although he did not even reveal a half of his magic power fluctuations, he seemed to have infinite power rolling in his body while moving, which showed that his cultivation was extremely high.

Now, this middle-aged Taoist with a dark face and a sun, moon and star on his Taoist robe appeared in front of the ragged old beggar sitting on the ground with his head hanging down, and suddenly said to the old beggar with interest: "It is said that in addition to being born with a unique affinity and ward off evil spirits, the Tianjuan lineage also has attainments in the way of character and divination that others cannot reach. I wonder if you can occupy my origin?"

The old beggar seemed not surprised by the appearance of the middle-aged Taoist. When he heard the middle-aged Taoist say that, he still lowered his head and said, "I must give me a word."

"Okay, then that's all!" The middle-aged Taoist stretched out his finger and nodded the sky above his head.

"You mean...god?"

"No," the middle-aged Taoist looked at the sky with his hands behind his back, and laughed wildly: "You can just tell me the word "tian."

The old beggar moved dullly, took out a few pieces of burnt tortoise shells, shook their hands a few times, and threw them on the ground with a puff.

"The hexagram is towards the west... You are from the West. The heaven is the master who controls everything. Since that's the case, you should come from Kunlun. The people above everyone else are two, and the heart is only two in Kunlun. With your cultivation level, you should not be below two. Based on this, your identity may only be one of the four personal disciples of Huang Wushen. Although your cultivation level cannot steadily suppress the figures of Kunlun's ten golden immortals, because you are one of the three personal disciples of Huang Wushen, your status in Kunlun will only be below Huang Wushen and Qilianlian City in the future, so you are Hong Yi Zhenren among the four personal disciples of Huang Wushen!"

The middle-aged Taoist was slightly stunned and suddenly burst into laughter again, "Okay! OK! OK! You have a good decree, I am Hong Yi. So, you should know the purpose of my coming here?"

"Even the true immortal who has passed the tribulation, he cannot know the destiny of heaven. With my subtle cultivation, how can I know everything?" The old beggar shook his head, "I just feel that you want me to take you to an extremely dangerous place, and you have evil spirits, so you want to kill someone!"

"It's okay to tell you. Luo Bei, the evil disciple of Shushan, and a group of demons, escaped into the Nine-Curve Styx River Formation. In the whole world, except for the ferrymen of the Nine-Curve Styx River Formation, only your Tianjuan lineage has the ability to pass through the Nine-Curve Styx River Formation." Hong Yi Zhenren looked at the old beggar and said, "As long as you take us through the Nine-Curve Styx River Formation, your benefits will naturally be indispensable."

"I will not help you cross the Nine-Curve Styx River Formation." The old beggar shook his head, "I know that there are people from Cihang Jingzhai who are with Luobei. Cihang Jingzhai has kindness to me, and I will never help you."

"Oh?" Hong Yi Zhenren smiled, "I think you should know the consequences of rejecting me."

"I know, I die." The old beggar nodded, "It is better for me to die alone than to die."

"It sounds like this is a good idea." Hong Yi Zhenren squinted his eyes and looked at the old beggar, "But I am a little strange. Since the Tianjuan lineage is born with a premonition of seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, why don't you try to escape, hide it, and not let me find it?"

"The way of heaven is vast, and the cause and effect are difficult to change. Even if you know the good and bad luck, how can you avoid it just by saying that you can avoid it?" the old beggar said silently.

"It seems that you also know that under this 'heaven', you are just a little ant. Since that's the case, how can you still think that you can control your own life and death?" Master Hong Yi smiled ferociously. The old beggar raised his head in a little frightened manner. Under his hair like a weed, each of his eyes had two dark pupils, but before he could make any moves, a powerful true energy force crushed on him, rushing the true energy power in his body so that it could not be controlled at all. Almost at the same time, several gossip-like lights emitted from Master Hong Yi's hands and stabbed in from the old beggar's heavenly spirit.

The old beggar's body was twisting and trembling strangely. He completely lost control of his body, but he could clearly feel every thought in his mind could be clearly felt by Hong Yi.

"It seems that there are many things that you really can't come out." Hong Yi Zhenren sneered and looked at the old beggar with a flash of fear in his eyes. "You probably don't know that the master taught us all different techniques. In front of me, ants like you have no right to choose."

...

In the Nine-Curvesty River Formation, the big ship, which looked like a giant bowl, was still floating silently.

Where the fire emitted by the oil lamp hanging on the edge of the boat was still shining with endless black water flow and green water vapor.

The magic array like the Nine-Curve Styx River has truly created a substantial boundless Styx River with the power of the magic array. Although this magic array can teleport people thousands of miles away, it still has to slowly cross it like a ferry.

Xiao Wuqiu was slightly calmer and occupied a large area next to Xiao Cha. Xiao Cha sat quietly beside Luobei.

Xiao Cha rarely speaks. She has always been used to living alone in the mountains and forests. Xiao Cha is not good at talking to people, and everyone doesn’t know what she is thinking. But in fact, although everyone here has reasons to protect Luo Bei and want Luo Bei to survive, no one has more reasons than her.

Because of Luobei, she saw the outside world, and because of Luobei, she had many feelings that she would never have, and she understood what kind of feelings in the world were.

Xiao Cha understood what feelings are, and she understood that she liked Luobei.

If possible, Xiao Cha would rather sacrifice himself to wake up in Luobei, but when will Luobei wake up?

The blind ferryman, like a ghost, once again inserted the long black pole in his hand into the Styx River, which sparked a spark, and the bowl-shaped ship changed its direction again. At this moment, Xiaocha, who was beside Luobei, suddenly heard a puff sound.

This sound was very low, and it was not even as loud as the sound of the lights on the oil lamp hanging on the edge of the boat when it flashed. However, this sound sounded like a thunderclap to Xiao Cha, and her whole body suddenly became tense.

Not only Xiao Cha, but also the girl in white, Yun Yuan and others who were sitting on the side to regulate their breathing, heard the sound. The sound was Luo Bei's heartbeat!

Luo Bei, who has always been like a dead person, actually had a heartbeat?!

Is it because of the effect of the Eternal Bead?

Almost everyone's breathing was frozen at this moment, but after this sound, no sound came out.

Xiao Cha stagnated slightly, and her hand couldn't help falling to Luo Bei's chest. Xiao Cha hoped that she had heard it correctly, and that her hand could feel Luo Bei's heartbeat when she fell on Luo Bei's chest. However, when her boneless hand fell on Luo Bei's chest, Luo Bei's body was still cold and there was still no heartbeat.

Did you hear it wrong?

Xiao Cha's body was stiff and his eyes were slightly astringent, but at this time, perhaps because her hands were holding Luo Bei's clothes, a hard thing suddenly slid out of Luo Bei's clothes full of cracks.

This is a silk bag with bright light. It was used by Bigenshan people to place magic weapons for Luobei. It is very strong. In addition to Luobei's purple thunder element magnetic cone and the twelve Dutian Youxiang Gods and Demons, there is also a dark and flat iron box.

If it were in the past, even if Luo Bei accidentally dropped the things in front of her, Xiao Cha would not have checked Luo Bei's things privately. But at this time, Xiao Cha couldn't help thinking that maybe some things on Luo Bei would help him recover.

The flat iron box was opened by Xiaocha.

"Corpse God**", in addition to a black classic, Xiao Cha saw two emerald gems like teardrops, one like a black gold melon seed, and a piece of green jade as the size of an egg.
Chapter completed!