Farming, Learning Martial Arts, and Peace In the World

Ling Shouzi's experience made Chi Qiaosong ponder.

He couldn't help but ask Tu Shanruo: "Old Tu, what do you think, this vortex seems to lead to the underworld, and it doesn't seem to lead to the underworld, but the mouth of the river."

There are different types in Songyuan Village. Tu Shanruo's strength is not ranked, but his IQ is absolutely top.

After all, there is only one person who can improve spells.

Moreover, Tu Shanru traveled all over the Daxia and the Republic of China. He was well-informed, and he pursued the Dao wholeheartedly. He even explored the cemeteries of the Great Master and the Great Celestial Master.

He knows far more than Ling Shouzi and Granny Hu.

It touched its beard and replied: "From the point of view of the connection method, Guanjiangkou is not much different from Kuquan, maybe this river also leads to Weakshui.

Of course, there is another explanation, that is, the place where the vortex leads is a level similar to the underworld.

According to the dimension you mentioned, brother Chi, the underworld is higher than the real world dimension, but it is not only the high-dimensional world of the underworld, maybe there are also in heaven. "

"You're right, maybe this Guanjiangkou leads to not the underworld, but the heaven?"

"It's hard to say. I'll think about it carefully. It's more likely to be the underworld. After all, according to legend, the heaven is the residence of the gods, and it can't be dark."

It's a pity that there are too few clues, and everyone can't discuss anything.

Chi Qiaosong said: "Lingshouzi, if you have rested well, go to Guanjiangkou with me next time. I will personally see if Guanjiangkou leads to the underworld and find Xiaoqing."

Ling Shouzi nodded: "I have a good rest."

Zhou Jinyao took Chi Qiaosong's hand, with worry written on her face: "Brother Chi, you... the underworld is too dangerous."

Chi Qiaosong put the broken hair on his wife's face behind his ear and comforted: "Don't worry, it's just a trip to the underworld. It's not the first time I've been to the underworld."

"However, Aunt Jinxia fainted."

"Gu Jinxia is too weak, just like the ghost Yan Tianjun on Jin'ao Island. When she enters the underworld, she is confused. I am different. The underworld treats me like going home."

In Chi Qiaosong's view, the reason why he is different from Yan Tianjun and Jin Xiagu may be because of his consciousness.

He is the orthodox method of cultivating immortals, concluding the perfect golden pill, thereby cultivating a consciousness stronger than consciousness. To apply the term of dimension, his consciousness is one dimension higher than consciousness.

It just so happens that the underworld is also one dimension higher than the real world, and it is in the same dimension as the consciousness.

"Then you must be careful."

"Relax, I'll be back when I go."

Chi Qiaosong jumped directly onto the back of the big ao that Lingshouzi transformed into, waved his hand, and the big ao smashed the vortex. Just like before, everyone's eyes were full of flowers, and there were no more figures of Da'ao and Chi Qiaosong.

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pitch black.

In a trance, Chi Qiaosong entered a familiar sensory experience, exactly the same as when Ao Ling took him to the underworld.

Looking down, it happened that Lingshouzi turned into a big ao, and he also turned his head to look at him, looking at each other one by one, without making a sound to communicate or make a sound.

After a while.

As Da Ao swam, there was finally a ray of light ahead, and then he and Da Ao were seen swimming in a big river.

There is really a huge stone tablet on the shore, with three big seal characters written "Guanjiangkou", which is like a dividing line between the river and the darkness.

A gray mist formed a wall, blocking the view of the upper reaches of the river.

At this time, the sound of the water has been heard, and naturally he can speak.

"Ling Shouzi."

"Brother Chi, you really are awake, and Aunt Jinxia fainted when she got here." Lingshouzi said happily, "By the way, Brother Chi, do you feel that something is staring at us on the shore?"

"felt it."

Different from Lingshouzi's pure sense of spiritual perception, Chi Qiaosong has divine consciousness and can expand a distance of 160 meters.

The river was only twenty meters wide, and his consciousness swept directly to the river bank, and he quickly scanned what was staring at him, and it was a dry scarecrow.

Not a scarecrow tied to a cross, but a human figure woven from straw.

They have hands and feet, eyes, ears, nose, nose, and linen clothes, but these straw-woven human figures are more or less grotesque, as if they were deformed.

Either one-eyed, or bald, or fangs, or dewclaws, or short tail, or long horns.

There are even scarecrows with two heads, four arms, rib wings, three eyes, and six ears.

but.

These scarecrows were scattered on both sides of the river, but they all fell to the ground. They could turn their heads and move their fingers, but they had no strength to get up.

It's not like a living thing, but it has a strange smell.

"It's like... they are also a kind of living beings, Lingshouzi, do you know the roots and feet of these scarecrows?" Chi Qiaosong said the results of his consciousness scan.

While swimming in the Guanjiang water, Lingshouzi recalled: "It seems to be a bit of an impression, Brother Chi, let me think about it."

"Um."

Let Lingshouzi think.

Chi Qiaosong's consciousness kept scanning the river bank of the path, and found that there were already forty or fifty of these scarecrows, and their appearances basically did not resemble each other.

But they were all lying on the ground, as if they were about to faint from hunger.

"I really want to go and catch one... Forget it, don't make extravagant branches first, find out whether this place is an underworld or not, and then talk about it after Xiaoqing is found!"

At this time, Ling Shouzi suddenly said: "Brother Chi, I remembered."

"what?"

"Those scarecrows, I remembered. Master Luo once said that there are heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals, and there are ghosts and ghosts in the underworld. In addition, there are some immortal private songs. If you don't enter the immortal register, you don't enter the land book. The number is the God of Grass Head. These scarecrows may be the God of Grass Head!"

"Ah?" Chi Qiaosong was astonished, "The immortal's private song is the grass-headed god, that is to say, these scarecrows are the immortal's private trilogy?"

"Master Luo said so."

"So, these grass-headed gods, are they immortals?"

"I don't know about this, but it shouldn't be considered a god. First of all, there is no identity account, and secondly, it is not a righteous god."

"makes sense."

Chi Qiaosong touched his chin, and his beard has long been shaved, but a thought suddenly occurred in his mind-he wanted to recruit these grass-headed gods.

"You can be a private song for the gods, why can't you be a private song for me?"

"I, Chi Qiaosong, are cultivating immortals, and I will also be a person among immortals in the future. Treat me as a private song without burying my identity!"

He didn't wait for a moment to imagine.

Ling Shouzi suddenly shouted: "Brother Chi, look ahead, is that an island?"

Chi Qiaosong looked at it intently, but when he saw the river bifurcation ahead, there was a huge island in front of him, or it could not be regarded as an island, but it could also be land.

It's just that the Guanjiang River is divided into two by the land.

"Brother Chi, do you want to go around and which river to take?" Lingshouzi asked again.

Chi Qiaosong was about to answer when he suddenly looked up at the sky above the island, his eyes widened instantly: "No, Lingshouzi, let's go to the island! I saw Xiaoqing!"

Above the island in front, in the dark place, there are four lights.

Vaguely, it could be seen that they were a green flood dragon, a white flood dragon, a yellow bird and a white bird. These two Jiao and two birds were all softly suspended in the air, motionless.

"Ah, it's really Xiaoqing, and... Xiaoqing's object, and two big birds." Lingshouzi said happily.

Immediately at the fork of the river, Ling Shouzi jumped up, jumped out of the river water, and landed on the solid ground. However, after falling, I suddenly realized that I could only see things within one meter.

Chi Qiaosong immediately remembered the experience of following Ao Ling to the underworld.

He hurriedly said: "Ling Shouzi, walk carefully. The environment here is the same as that of the underworld. According to Ao Ling, there are cracks everywhere after the underworld is broken, and it should be the same here."

"Brother Chi, I can't tell the direction."

"Don't worry."

Chi Qiaosong took out the red bead Manzhu Shahua from the purple gourd. This bead can lead to the road of fire. However, he was really energizing Manzhu Shahua, and there seemed to be no other movement except to make him feel happy.

"Hold on."

He put back the Manzhu Shahua, and took out the White Bead Mandala, this bead can guide the bridge of Tianle. However, after the infuriating activation, there was not much movement.

However, both he and Ling Shouzi felt a burst of refreshment in their hearts, as if they were in the green grassland.

"Brother Chi, what kind of treasure are you?" Ling Shouzi couldn't help asking.

"Mandala."

The red pearl and the white pearl had no effect, and he held out another night pearl the size of a fist. This is a baby born from the mud of the clam shell spirit beast. Not every mud can be bred, which is extremely rare.

It is said that this kind of luminous pearl is a pearl in the mud and slurry, which is formed by absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, and can illuminate the road of yin and yang.

When the ancient emperor was buried, he liked to bury the night pearl in the tomb.

When the Pearl of the Night appeared.

Immediately, a faint white light was emitted, and in an instant, the pitch black that was one meter away faded away like ink melted, revealing a blurry scene around it.

Not very clear, about the visibility of the fifteenth moonlight.

But this is enough for Chiqiaosong and Ling Shouzi to distinguish the direction, and they can see a general outline within a few kilometers of the surrounding area.

"There are a lot of grass-headed gods around." Ling Shouzi said in surprise.

Indeed, within a few kilometers around, there were ten or twenty grass-headed gods lying around, and the shapes of these grass-headed gods were even weirder.

Some are half-man, half-bird, some are half-human, half-horse, some are half-human, half-snake, and still others are half-human and half-object—the upper body is human and the lower body is stone.

"Don't worry about this, Lingshouzi, let's go to the center of the island, and Xiaoqing is suspended there." Chi Qiaosong stepped on the ground and carefully identified whether there were any cracks.

Before going to the underworld, Ao Ling was familiar with the way, but now it was his turn and Ling Shouzi, and he had to explore by himself.

Fortunately, although it is similar to the underworld, it doesn't seem to be the real underworld, so I haven't seen any ghosts blocking the road. Of course, I'm not afraid of blocking the road.

Lingshouzi has manifested as a tortoise-shell old man, following Chi Qiaosong to **** all the way.

It's a pity that you can't walk in the void here, and the lucky boy can't be brought in, so he can only walk.

However, after walking for a while~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Chi Qiaosong gradually noticed a clue: "Ling Shouzi, did you notice that there are regular ravines on the ground under our feet."

"seen."

"I think these ravines are not naturally generated, but artificially excavated. And I paid special attention just now, these ravines seem to outline the lines."

Ling Shouzi was too lazy to bother: "Brother Chi, what pattern do you think this is?"

"I don't know, but it gives me the feeling that these lines are like some kind of symbols. Or in other words, the island under our feet may be an altar."

"altar?"

"I'm at a loss, too. Let's talk first." Chi Qiaosong was a little tired. If Tu Shanru was here, he could discuss a thing or two, but Ling Shouzi didn't discuss it at all.

Just waiting for Chiqiaosong to feed the answer into his mouth.