In the three realms, humans, demons, and monsters all have natural laws of birth, aging, illness, and death.
Even if you step into the palace of immortal cultivation and have the ability to live forever, you still cannot escape the trap of reincarnation.
Whether it is humans, immortal cultivators, flowers, plants, trees, snakes, insects, rats, ants, everything in the world will die, but the place they go to after death is the underworld.
But not everyone will cleanse their past life memories again after death, reincarnate, and start their next life.
Especially immortal cultivators, once they die, they will be judged by Yama, and their deeds in their lives will be traced back. Good and evil will cancel each other out. Those who have many good deeds will enter reincarnation and be reincarnated. If evil is prevalent, they must be punished.
Go to hell and suffer, using boundless pain to make up for the mistakes you committed during your lifetime.
Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs.
In the laws of heaven and earth without any emotions, all living beings are equal, fair and just.
Depending on the magnitude of the sin committed during life and the level of cultivation of the immortal cultivator, he will be sent to different hells and endure a long period of suffering.
The hell realm is divided into nine levels.
They are the Plowing Hell, the Quagmire Hell, the Quicksand Hell, the Skinning Hell, the Ice Hell, the Knife Mountain Hell, the Fire Pool Hell, and the Scorching Heat Hell.
Each floor is divided into upper and lower floors.
For example, the ninth level of scorching hell is divided into small scorching hell and large scorching hell.
Therefore, the eighteen levels of hell that the world often talks about come from this.
"Brother Donghuang and the others must be imprisoned in the eighth level of scorching hell. In this case... we can only break through level by level..." Xiao Fan rubbed his chin and stood in front of a plowed field.
Looking at the horrific scene in front of me.
Countless dead souls are wearing heavy shackles, and they don’t know what to plant in the fields. And every once in a while, there will be a plowing tool, which will crush these dead souls, causing their skin and flesh to be torn, and they will let out painful screams.
Wail.
But it won't be long before the injuries on their bodies will recover again, and they will continue to work hard, waiting for the next time they are ravaged by plows!
The first time was so cruel, then the next few levels... how terrifying will they be?
Xiao Fan couldn't help but break into a cold sweat: "Brother Donghuang and the others... how much pain will they suffer! No, I have to rescue them as soon as possible. A quarter of an hour earlier will save them a quarter of an hour of their suffering!"
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Looking at the entire upper level of the Plowing Hell, most of them are dominated by the souls of mortals, and even if there are monks, they are only the most junior monks in the early stage of gathering energy. It is very rare to occasionally see two in the late stage of gathering energy.
And the jailers guarding here are all ghost cultivators in the early stage of Lishen. They are really powerful!
No wonder, at the beginning, the Jiu Ming Emperor of the God Sacrifice Cult was rampant and arrogant. Later, the members of the God Sacrifice Cult tried to rush into the hell world to save people, but in the endless abyss, they were beaten back by the masters of the hell world and the underworld.
This is only the first level of the hell realm, which is full of masters in the early stage of Lishen. How terrifying will the next few levels be?
"I originally planned to rush down in one breath, but from this point of view... it's better to be cautious!" Xiao Fan quietly spread his consciousness, covering an area tens of thousands of miles in radius, and his body blended into the air without any trace.
Looking for the entrance to the next level.
After walking hundreds of thousands of miles, Xiao Fan finally stopped and stopped at a hidden mountaintop with some depression: "It's strange, this hell world is too big? This level alone seems to be boundless.
It’s the same as Wuji, where is the road to the next level? Damn it, it seems we can’t do it without arresting someone and asking!”
What makes it difficult is that Mina once told him not to kill the jailers in the hell world, but if he doesn't kill people... he will not be able to use the soul-eating method. He is not sure that he can extract confessions from the jailers just by relying on torture.
Dig something out of it.
When he was feeling worried, a voice suddenly came from the Heart Poison Crystal: "Master, this old slave has successfully broken through and reached the peak of Lishen. Hahaha, this old slave never dreamed that he would be able to do it."
Such a day!"
"Huh? Breakthrough? So fast?" Xiao Fan was stunned and knew that it was Ben Hong's voice.
"Yes, it's all thanks to the master's cultivation. This old slave will never forget this great kindness!" Ben Hong said quickly.
"Hey, don't be polite. Didn't you see that I was upset? Oh, by the way, you couldn't see it!" Xiao Fan sighed.
"Uh, what's bothering me, master? Can I help you?" Ben Hong asked carefully.
"You?" Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows and slapped his thigh: "Damn! Yes, how could I forget this about you? I brought you into the underworld just so that you could give me something after entering hell.
Lead the way, but why did I forget about this?"
"Could it be that the master has entered the hell realm now?"
"Well, we are now in the first level of plowing hell, but after wandering around for a long time, I still can't find a way to enter the next level!" Xiao Fan frowned and said.
"That's for sure. Of course you won't find a way to enter the next level by crashing!" Ben Hong said with a smile: "As far as the old slave knows, in every level of hell, there will be a warden, and the warden's office
In the guarding place, there will be a door that leads to the next level, but that door is usually locked and will only be opened in emergencies, such as the time the old slave and others escaped from hell!"
"However, the key to open the door is in the hands of those wardens!"
"Oh? Warden?" Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows: "Doesn't that mean...if I want to enter the next level, I have to defeat the warden and get the key?"
"Well, in theory, it is true!"
"Damn, it's still so troublesome?" Xiao Fan rubbed his temples: "Why do I feel that this trip to hell is getting more and more difficult?"
"It's hard to get the key from the warden on each floor and open the door to the next floor without getting upset!"
Moreover, Xiao Fan was worried about more than just that.
The first few levels of hell are not difficult for him, and he should be able to get through them with his clones.
But the further you go, the higher the cultivation level of the jailers in hell, and the warden must be more powerful. When you reach the seventh and eighth levels, they will be guarded by masters who have not broken through the realm!
The aura unleashed by that evil man back then deeply shocked him, and when he thought about it now, he could not help but feel lingering fear.
"Well, let's make peace with it now!" Xiao Fan took a deep breath and said to himself: "I did feel a strong aura in the place I passed by just now. It should be in the middle stage of Lishen. It is so unique.
He must be the warden on this floor!"
With that said, Xiao Fan locked onto that aura again, flashed and galloped towards there.
A huge palace stood out among the endless plowed fields, looking out of place.
Above this palace, there are several huge ancient characters, exuding a ferocious aura: Plow Palace!
In front of the main hall, sitting with a golden sword, a ghost cultivator wearing armor, with a ferocious face, eyes like copper bells, a bull nose, a crocodile mouth, and three sharp horns on his head was holding a huge sea bowl with rippling water.
A bright red, viscous liquid with a fishy odor.
"Gudong, Gudong!" The Adam's apple twitched. The ghost cultivator raised his head and poured a large bowl of liquid into his mouth. The scarlet liquid flowed out from the corners of his mouth.
"Haha! It's so refreshing. It has to taste like fresh human blood!" After drinking all the liquid in the bowl, Gui Xiuha let out a breath of black air, laughed, wiped the corners of his mouth, patted his stomach and said, "It's just a pity.
In this hell, it is really difficult to drink blood, hey!"
Behind him, there stood a huge iron gate with a nine-zig chain lock hanging on it. There was a faint black air lingering on it, constantly moving around.
"Oh? Like to feed on human blood? Is it you, the little warden who plows hell, who has such a disgusting taste, or do all wardens and wardens have the same virtues?" At this moment, a lazy voice came in.
In the ears of this ghost cultivator.
"Huh? Who? How dare you tease me?" The ghost cultivator's face changed when he heard this, and he stood up suddenly. His huge body was seven or eight feet tall, like a small mountain.
"I was passing by and wanted to discuss something with you!" The space was slightly distorted, and Xiao Fan's figure was slowly revealed in the distortion.
She has long light green hair, a dark green robe, her whole body exudes the fragrance of vegetation, and a light smile on her face.
"Huh? You...who are you? How come you are in this plowing hell?" The ghost cultivator was startled, and carefully looked at the young and handsome man in front of him, and then his pupils gradually shrank: "No...impossible...
…You…you are actually…a living person?”
"What? Is it weird? Living people can't come here?" Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows and said.
"Of course not! This is the hell realm! It is a holy land that only the dead can set foot on. How could you, a mortal... possibly pass through the underworld realm above and come here?" The ghost cultivator rubbed his chin and said to himself: "It's rare that I just did it.
Is there something wrong with drinking that bowl of human blood? Is it hallucinating?"
As he spoke, he rubbed his eyes vigorously a few times.
"Stop rubbing it. Even if you crush your eyeballs, I'm still here!" Xiao Fan sighed. It was obvious that the big man in front of him had no IQ at all!
"You! You are really alive!" Hearing this, the ghost cultivator suddenly waved his hand and said, "Come here, someone has invaded..."
Before he finished speaking, Xiao Fan moved.
Rather than letting him find a large group of jailers to cause trouble for him, it would be better to strike first.
I saw a flash of green light, and the ghost cultivator's whole body was immediately tightly bound by countless emerald green vines that grew out of nowhere, and a lot of leaves stretched directly into his mouth.
The big mouth was blocked so that no sound could come out.
"Uh... uh..." Ghost Xiu's eyes showed a look of fear, and his huge body kept struggling.
Although his brain is not that easy to use, he is not so stupid that he doesn't even know how much stronger the opponent is than himself.
As soon as Xiao Fan took action, he restrained himself with one move almost in the blink of an eye. This huge difference in strength was enough to make him fear from the bottom of his heart...