Everyone: "!!!" The stone door actually opened with just one push! Li Luo couldn't help but look over, and even felt a trace of regret in his heart. If he had known that the stone door could be pushed open so easily, he would have taken action when the Flower of the Other Side and the Nether Cat devoured the power of the underworld above. However, this was just a moment of regret, because he had to protect Ye Feixuan, and no amount of treasures behind the stone gate could compare to this. After coming back to his senses, Murong Lingji tsked lightly, "Tsk, the cultivators who originally arranged this place probably thought that no cultivators and magical beasts could swallow up the power of the underworld on the stone gate!" When the stone door was completely opened, the sound of running water was clearly heard in everyone's ears. Murong Lingji glanced at Ye Murin and said, "I'll go in and take a look first." After a moment, his voice came out, "Come in!" Ye Feiran and others quickly walked in and saw a crystal clear lake. The lake was not large, but there was a waterfall on the lake. The sound of running water they heard before was the sound of the waterfall. Everyone looked around cautiously, but found nothing. "Behind the stone gate is a lake and waterfall. I see there are no water monsters in the lake!" Hao Zicun muttered. Sikong Jing touched Hao Zicun's elbow, "Why don't you go down to the lake and have a look? Maybe there are some treasures in the lake, such as spiritual weapons... Look, the water in the lake is crystal clear, unlike other lakes in the Netherworld that are all dusty. It looked like it was fluttering." Hao Zicun nodded, "That makes sense." Then, he looked up at Sikong Jing, "Then why don't you go down?" Sikong Jing: "..." While Hao Zicun and Sikong Jing were arguing, Murong Lingji and Ye Han had already begun to explore along the lake. As for Ye Feiran and Ye Murin, they both stood still, staring intently at the lake and waterfall. After a while, the two of them had speculations in their minds. They couldn't help but look at each other and said in unison, "Entrance to the spirit world." After the sound fell, both of them couldn't help laughing. After all, the environment in front of them was really too familiar. After laughing, Ye Feiran picked up the poppies. Poppy was naturally dissatisfied, but before she could complain, the environment in front of her attracted all her attention. "Hey, Master, are you going to the spirit world again? No, we are not in the Netherworld. When did we go back?" Ye Feiran smiled and said nothing. Poppy looked around and realized that she was still in the Netherworld, so she guessed, "Is this the entrance of the spirit world to the Netherworld?" Ye Feiran nodded, "Probably." At this time, Murong Lingji and four others also came over. "What is the entrance to the spiritual world?" Ye Han, Sikong Jing and Hao Zicun asked questions on their faces. Murong Lingji naturally knew about the existence of the spirit world, and his eyes fell on Ye Feiran from time to time, and his heart of gossip almost burst into flames uncontrollably. However, Ye Mulin glanced at him with a cold look, and he couldn't burn any fire at all. Ye Feiran glanced at Ye Han before replying to their words, "The spiritual world is an independent place, just like the Nether World, but the spiritual power of the spiritual world is rich and pure." After hearing this, Hao Zicun couldn't help but rub his hands, "Miss Ye, what you said makes me want to go to the spirit world immediately to experience it." "I think so too," Sikong Jing said immediately. Although Ye Han didn't speak, it was clear from the changes in her expression that she also wanted to go. Ye Feiran raised his head and glanced at the lake and waterfall, "Uh... we're actually not sure if it's the entrance to the spirit world." As her voice fell, Poppy was suddenly pushed down the lake by a spiritual force. "ah!" "Wow!" This was naturally Ye Mulin's masterpiece. When he met Ye Feiran's gaze, he smiled and said, "Let the flower demon go down and take a look and you will know." The poppy flower emerged from the lake and looked at Ye Feiran with sad eyes, who made it afraid of the male master. Ye Feiran gave Poppy an apologetic look and then said, "Poppy, go and see if you can go to the spirit world behind the waterfall? If you successfully break through the spiritual tower once, you can take away a spiritual object!" Hearing the last sentence, Poppy's eyes suddenly lit up, and then she swam quickly to the back of the waterfall. After a moment, it revealed a head from behind the waterfall and said in an excited tone, "Master, this is really the entrance to the spiritual world. I'm going to break into the spiritual pagoda first." After saying that, it disappeared. Ye Feiran smiled helplessly, "Let's go down too!" Ye Murin and Murong Lingji looked at each other, and the latter coughed lightly and said, "Ahem... you go! Murong and I will keep you safe." Lingwan didn't like Ye Mulin, and naturally she didn't like him either. He didn't want to go to the spirit world and be scolded, and he couldn't talk back. What's more, when Lingwan saw that it was him and Ye Mulin, he would definitely not let them take anything from the spirit world, so it was better not to go. Ye Feiran probably guessed something, so he smiled and said, "In that case, why not let Master Liluo go to the spirit world too!" Murong Lingji glanced at Ye Murin and saw that he had no objection, so he nodded, "Okay, then I will go and protect Ah Xuan." Li Luo struggled for a while, but decided to go to the spirit world in person. Before leaving, he did not forget to say to Murong Lingji, "When I come back, I will continue to protect Lord Ye City." "Okay!" Murong Lingji agreed with a smile. Nonsense, when Han'er comes back, he will naturally accompany Han'er. Several people went down to the lake together and swam behind the waterfall. Then, before they had time to look around, the environment in front of them changed. A bridge and a seven-story tower, surrounded by rich and pure spiritual power. Except for Li Luo, a ghost cultivator, everyone else couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief when they were wrapped in spiritual power. "Compared to the Netherworld, I would rather stay in the spirit world." Sikong Jing couldn't help but say. Hao Zicun nodded in agreement, "Me too, I feel that if I stay in the spirit world, I will be able to ascend to the fairy world soon." Ye Feiran reached out to hold Ye Han's arm and said softly, "Auntie, the seven-story tower in front is the spiritual tower. As long as you successfully break into the tower, you can take away a spiritual object, such as a rare heavenly material and earthly treasure. " Ye Han nodded, and then asked, "Ran'er, is it difficult to break into the tower?" "Well... the difficulty of the spiritual tower is random, but I think my aunt will definitely succeed in breaking into the tower." Ye Feiran said with a smile. Ye Han smiled and said nothing. Soon, Ye Han, Li Luo, Hao Zicun and Sikong Jing began to break into the spiritual pagoda, while Ye Feiran stood still. I wonder if Lingwan knew she was coming? She now wants to meet Ling Wan more than breaking into the Ling Pagoda. Although her memory has not been restored, it does not prevent them from chatting as friends! m.biqubao.com Lingwan naturally knew that Ye Feiran was coming and was rushing over at this moment. The reason why she didn't show up immediately was naturally because she wanted to take care of herself. Seeing Lingwan coming quickly, Ye Feiran immediately had a bright smile on his face, "Wanwan, I'm here to see you." Seeing Ye Feiran dressed in women's clothing, Lingwan was surprised and happy. She rushed towards her and hugged her, "Aran!" Ye Feiran reached out and hugged Lingwan back, with a scumbag tone, "Wanwan, do you miss me?" Lingwan hugged Ye Feiran tightly, nodded and said, "I think about it, even in my dreams." Ye Feiran: "..." No, if she keeps talking like this, she will become a real scumbag. Next, neither of them spoke, as if embracing each other was worth a thousand words. After a while, Lingwan reluctantly pulled out of Ye Feiran's arms. Then she looked at Ye Feiran carefully from head to toe, and then said, "Aran, thank you for coming. I." Ye Feiran raised his eyebrows slightly, coughed slightly and said, "Ahem...I didn't come to see you specifically, it's for your treasure in the spiritual world." Seeing this, Lingwan couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Pfft!" She could tell at a glance that Aran was telling the truth. "Really? So what kind of treasure does Aran want when he comes to the spirit world this time?"
March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.
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