Reborn for ten thousand years, the Eternal Heavenly Lord

Chapter 213 Travels in Hell



Chapter 213 Travels in Hell

As the guard moved forward, Wu Hao saw that he was going directly to the gray passage. He was a little puzzled and asked: "Don't we need to look in that mirror? We just went to the gray passage?"

"I'm going to die." The guard was like a machine without emotions.

"What is the high platform and what effect does it have?"

"You'll know when you die."

Wu Hao tightened his right hand and pressed his fist tightly. Except for Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu, are all of them so cool? Yin and Yang are not balanced, but they are still well-informed. They have seen too many births, old age, illness, death and other people's life experiences. Are you excited?

Along the way, they were all extremely ferocious ghosts. Wu Hao saw Sun Nianshu looking solemn, her little hands shaking, and walking a little slowly. When Nianshu came to his side, he held her hand and passed through a few rays of spiritual power.

Reading wanted to say something, Wu Hao gave her a relieved look and smiled at her. After reading to calm down his mood, he returned the master's reassuring expression.

Touching his head while studying, Wu Hao said warmly: "Don't worry, there is a master here."

"Ok!"

Although he was led by the guard, the surrounding souls looked at him with extremely unkind eyes, as if he would step forward to tear them into pieces and swallow them at any time. If it weren't for the water of the underworld hanging high in the sky, it would probably be possible just by relying on it. It will be difficult for these ghosts to control so many vicious ghosts.

Wu Hao was frightened along the way. He had to watch the evil spirits and protect Nianshu and others. He looked very nervous.

"My lord, how long do you have to go?"

"One day."

"Can it be faster? We have an emergency?"

The guard ignored them and led the way forward.

The second, third, fourth...the tenth hall, the small hells of black cloud sand, hunger, and ice...the small hells of eye-gouging, skin shoveling, and heart-cutting...the sixteen heart-killing small hells...

The guards changed one after another, but what remained unchanged was the wonders of hell. Even if Wu Hao had been a man for several lifetimes, he still couldn't accept that scene mentally and physically. If he could still vomit, he would still be lying there. I've reached a certain corner and don't want to leave anymore.

Among the three people and one dog, the one who is studying has always had a solemn face, while the three dogs and three have relaxed faces. For them, there are two categories: whether they can eat or not. When Samadhi is burned, it is all energy.

And Granny Yinhua suddenly had an enlightenment, which was like becoming a Buddha instantly. Such a true enlightenment, even Wu Hao could feel that this child had grown up, and even his state of mind had changed.

Wu Hao looked up at the ghost general in front of him. There was no trace of blood on his pale face anymore. He was like a hungry ghost who had been dead for several years. He kept cursing those imaginative writers on the Blue Star in his heart. What the hell, who on earth said that there are only eighteen levels of hell? During this period, they visited more than eighty-eight levels of hell. If there is a chance to go back, find these authors one by one and use a slingshot to hit some parts of them.

"Brother...brother, how long will it take for it to end?"

The guard turned around and said respectfully: "Chief Immortal, your journey has ended. I will take you back to the fifth hall of Lord Yan later."

When Wu Hao heard that the journey was over, his spirit was shaken, and all the energy and energy in his body came back. He smiled brightly and said: "Thank you, thank you, big brother. Come to me in Zhongtian Realm. If you have anything, please report my name. Everything is arranged."

The guard kept saying: "Don't dare! In this ghost place, you can't see many real people all year round. They are all kind-hearted poor ghosts! Poor ghosts! Hey, cultivation is difficult."

Wu Hao experienced the bluntness and rigidity of the guards of the Nine Halls, and suddenly encountered a difficult ghost cultivator who would repeat "poor ghost".

Seeing Wu Hao's astonished expression, the guard of the Tenth Hall did not show any expression. He stretched out his thumb and index finger and moved them back and forth. He glanced left and right and said in his mouth: "Practice is difficult, practice is difficult!"

Wu Hao really didn't expect that the tenth hall - afterlife, would have such a humane ghost cultivator. Could it be that only the tenth floor in the entire underworld is the real place for welcoming and sending off? Just based on this dear man's actions and expressions , and have different conscience operations from those of the previous guards. This gift must be given no matter what.

After receiving a few bottles of top-quality elixirs handed over by Wu Hao secretly, the guard said with a smile: "Oh, Immortal Chief, how can this be done? The Immortal Chief still sympathizes with our low-level monks. It is difficult to practice! I will definitely serve you well." Immortal leader, complete this final journey of ghost life."

Seeing the sudden change on the face of the Immortal, he quickly changed his words and said: "No, no, after completing the last leg of this journey, oh, that makes sense. I forgive you, the Immortal."

Wu Hao's face recovered from his stiffness, and he responded with a smile: "You're welcome, let's go quickly!"

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In the ninth hall, Wu Hao and others stood dumbfounded, feeling lifeless. The guard of this hall was waiting quietly. They were all distinguished guests or regular customers, and there were orders from superiors, so they had to be greeted well.

"Do you still want to go back to the fifth hall?" Wu Hao whined.

The guard replied seriously: "Well, there is an order from the superior, please don't make things difficult for us, sir."

Wu Hao looked up to the sky and cursed: "Old Qi, don't give me a chance, or I'll beat you to death."

Xie Bian was busy back and forth on the platform when he suddenly sneezed, which was extremely conspicuous in the quiet and empty land where he was walking.

Even he was shocked. He could still have this function when he sneezed. After becoming a ghost in the underworld, he had never tried such a magical human reaction like sneezing. He thought to himself.

It seems that I need to stop working quickly and go to the tenth hall to take a look at the child.

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After experiencing another round of baptism on the road of reincarnation, Grandma Yinhua decided to do good in this life, make up for her mistakes, and do good deeds to accumulate virtue, just so that she would not come to the second to ninth halls after death.

Wu Hao had no expression on his face. As the ghosts led several people back to the fifth floor one by one, Wu Hao experienced another cycle of reincarnation and felt that his five senses had become rigid and no longer functioned.

The green-faced and fanged ghost, the bull-headed and horse-faced man, the City God Judge... none of them knew who they were seeing, and of course they didn't care about the angry or gloating smiles in everyone's eyes.

"Evil..."

"No evil..."

The ghosts on the left and right shouted loudly, awakening Wu Hao who was still in a daze. He woke up from his daze. Seeing this, he protected his chest with both hands and stepped back several steps in a defensive posture. .

Sun Nianshu covered her mouth and laughed. When she arrived here, her mood finally relaxed. In addition to having the same thoughts as what she did, there was another very important reason. This place made her Feel reassured.

Wu Hao took a closer look. He was wearing a black python robe, holding a gavel, a face as black as coal, and a crescent moon on his forehead. At this moment, he was looking at Wu Hao with majestic eyes. Their eyes met from the air, and they felt some fighting spirit rising.

"You guys, please go down first. That's it for today. Leave the hall. Master, take them into the inner hall."

The black-faced King of Hell stood up and clasped his hands behind his back, slowly left the koan and walked into the side door.


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