Chapter 452 Breaking through the Fifth Realm

Author: Pudding is 30% sweet

Chapter 452 Breaking through the Fifth Realm

"Hey, I have a better way to help you, are you really not going to consider it?" The white-haired boy looked at Gu Xu with a helpless smile on his face.

"You want to borrow my body?" Gu Xu narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Exactly."

"What should I do if you borrow it and don't pay it back?"

"I'm very disappointed, Gu Xu," the white-haired boy sighed, "The two of us were born as one. If you died, I wouldn't be able to survive alone, but you actually don't trust me so much.

"Besides, if you want to defeat Kong Xuan Sanren, you have no other choice but to believe in me."

Gu Xu was silent for a few seconds, and the sparkling tears on Xue Nu's face appeared in his mind, and he felt that what he said did make sense.

"Can you let me break through first?" he asked.

"Where is Meng Po soup? Go and drink it yourself!" The white-haired boy pointed to the ground with his left hand.

Gu Xu lowered his head and saw an old black porcelain bowl on the ground, filled with turbid liquid and exuding an indescribable smell.

The legendary Meng Po soup is made by mixing human souls with earthly medicinal materials. Once drunk, the ghosts will completely forget all memories of their previous lives and be able to reincarnate with peace of mind.

In Dahuang's practice system, this is a magical elixir that can make monks transcend the mundane world.

"If you want to move forward, you have to give up."

This is a sentence that Gu Xu once read in a spiritual book.

According to the description in the book, ordinary people in this world are carrying heavy luggage on their backs - daily necessities, love, hatred, fame and fortune... which weigh heavily on them, making it difficult for them to go further.

Only by taking out some things from your luggage and throwing them away can you move forward lightly and cross the hurdle of "Meng Po Pavilion".

In order to break through this realm, some people resigned and went into seclusion, some ran away from home, some went to the mountains to practice hard, and some cut off their emotions.

Gu Xu has seen many cases in the book, learned more than one way to break through the situation, and also witnessed the process of other people breaking through the situation.

Now it was finally his turn to make a choice.

"I have nothing but myself."

He sighed softly, squatted down slowly, picked up the "Meng Po Soup" from the ground, and drank it in one gulp.

The taste of Mengpo soup is very complex, with sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty blended together, making it difficult for him to explain exactly what it feels like.

As the liquid flowed into his throat, many scenes from his memory emerged in his mind one after another.

He remembered the days when he killed ghosts every day in Yishui County and collected merit to exchange for elixirs. He remembered Xiaohan gobbling up the beggar's chicken in front of him in Piaoxiang Tower. He remembered Chen Jisheng risking his life to climb Yishan to pick for him.

Xue Shen reminds me of the Baihua Poetry Club in Lu's haunted house...

He thought of the fireworks of the Lantern Festival in Luojing, of the courtyard house located at No. 22 Jinyu Lane, Yanqingfang, of the elixir workshop called "Shuchangfang", and of the people who were reduced to ashes in the fire.

engagement……

He has the gift of photographic memory.

All this time, no matter how much time has passed, these things are still vivid in my mind, as if they were yesterday.

But at this moment, these memories seemed to be covered with a layer of dust and became distant.

His state of mind also became calm, and it was difficult for him to have any more waves.

He lost his official position, lost his status, lost his wealth, lost his marriage, and even lost the bond of cause and effect.

From then on, I was alone and traveling lightly.

When Meng Po Tang was completely integrated into his body, he felt that his whole body became lighter, like a hydrogen balloon, with his feet off the ground, floating upwards.

Floated out of Meng Po Pavilion, floated into the dark sky of the Netherworld, broke through layers of clouds, and then rushed out of the sky...

The short-term separation of the soul from the body is an ability possessed by the strong in the fifth realm.

At this time, Gu Xu was floating in the air with his soul separated from his body, watching the battle between Xue Nu and Kong Xuan Sanren.

He saw the various clones of Kong Xuan Sanren turning into ice sculptures and returning to their original state over and over again; he saw the tears of the Snow Maiden flowing heavily, blurring her exquisitely beautiful face.

He also noticed that one of her sleeves was empty and dancing in the wind.

One of her arms has melted and disappeared!

Of course, under Yuki-onna's all-out attack, Kong Xuan Sanjin did not pay any price.

His two relatively weak clones could no longer withstand the chilling force of the ice and snow in the sky, and turned into broken ice shards, and then melted into water.

At this moment, Kongxuan Sanren sensed his separated soul.

"As expected of a genius who once attracted much attention in the Da Qi Dynasty, he was actually able to break through in this critical situation!"

The white-bearded old man chuckled, and while teasing, he pointed lightly towards the location of Gu Xu's soul.

His true energy turned into an invisible chain, seeming to tie Gu Xu's soul and prevent it from returning to the body.

Seeing his actions, Xue Nu became even more angry.

She frowned, waved the "Jinghong Brush" with her remaining hand, and used the "Defeating Scale Wind Scroll" again.

I saw the howling wind and flying snow like swords.

The chain transformed by Kong Xuan Sanren's true essence shattered suddenly.

Countless dense blood stains once again appeared on his skin.

In the process of his self-healing, the snow girl seized the opportunity, quickly recited the incantation silently, and immediately summoned countless beasts made of ice and snow, running and trampling on the promotion formation of Kongxuan Sanren, destroying those complicated formations.

At the same time, where the clones of Kong Xuan Sanren were standing, countless frost-white vines suddenly appeared, like wriggling white snakes, entangling Kong Xuan Sanren's body, burrowing into his flesh and blood, vowing to tear them apart.

His internal organs.

The Snow Maiden's ice and snow magic has always been famous for its ability to breed life in extreme cold.

However, at this moment, this vitality-filled spell has become synonymous with cruelty and destruction.

Under the suppression of the "Destroying Wind Scroll", many of Kong Xuan Sanren's fancy spells are unable to work, and they can only rely on their true energy and physical strength to endure.

But each of his clones cannot be as powerful as his main body.

There was only a "bang" sound, and the body of the middle-aged man who was good at performing rat tricks was torn apart by the ice and snow vines, and instantly exploded, like torn paper, and turned into debris on the ground.

At first glance, Yuki-onna seemed to have the upper hand in this battle, but Kugen Sanjin was defeated by her thunderous offensive.

But Gu Xu knew that this was just an appearance.

The soul of the snow girl is like a candle in the autumn wind, which may be extinguished at any time.

The pair of embroidered shoes he put on for her had long since fallen off from under her skirt and turned back into fluttering paper talismans, falling to the ground with the flying snow like a butterfly with broken wings.

The hem of her skirt also became empty, like a disembodied ghost hanging in the air.

Her pair of delicate white feet melted.

Her straight and shapely long legs also melted.

Maybe it won't be long before she will completely turn into a puddle of snow and disappear from this world.

The snow girl is indeed a symbol of "beauty".

Even in the process of death, there is no blood or filth, it is quiet and peaceful, revealing a touching sadness and beauty in this vast white world.

But when this scene fell into Gu Xu's eyes, it seemed extremely cruel.

If the definition of tragedy is "tearing beauty to pieces for people to see," then at this moment, he was undoubtedly witnessing the most painful tragedy in the world.

So he ended his out-of-body state, returned to "Meng Po Pavilion", stretched out his hand towards the white-haired boy and said:

"Give me the authority and I will help her."
Chapter completed!