Chapter 658: Ji Xingsheng, Minister of Household Affairs
Zhang Xiaoqi said goodbye and left in a daze.
Zhong Zhengyuan looked around and sighed helplessly.
He turned back to look at Mr. Chen and asked, "Did Mr. Chen say this on purpose?"
Chen Changsheng nodded and said, "That's right."
He looked at Zhang Xiaoqi's leaving figure and said, "Sooner or later he will know. Even if Mr. Zhong stops him from going back, he will still have to pass this test in the end."
Zhong Zhengyuan said: "This kid's qualifications are not bad, but he is too stubborn. I haven't said anything because I am worried that he will fail. Alas..."
"That's his own way."
Chen Changsheng said: "After all, you have to take charge of your own affairs, it's just a small pass."
It's true that he was meddling in other people's business.
But occasionally there are things he wants to take care of.
Because of old man Zhang, because of Zhang Xiaoliu, and the stooped old woman in Qiuyuefang.
Chen Changsheng turned back to look at Zhong Zhengyuan and said, "Mr. Zhong, just send it here. Chen will find another way to handle the rest."
Zhong Zhengyuan nodded and said, "Mr. Chen, take your leave. Next time you come to Tianji Mountain, Zhong will entertain you for tea."
Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "Definitely."
But he was seen flying away in the air, and within a moment he disappeared into the sky.
Chen Changsheng looked at the white clouds in front of him and thought about what he had said to Tiger Tiger in the temple before.
"South Park..."
The Demon Realm will appear in South Park every March 13th.
What is so special about the number thirty-three and why does it appear one after another?
Thirty-three years old, thirty-third heaven, March 13th...
Does it have anything to do with yourself?
Chen Changsheng was a little confused for a moment.
The devil? Himself?
He shook his head, feeling that he couldn't be a devil with his temperament.
But this reminded him that since the Demon Realm had something to do with Nanyuan, it also had something to do with Chen Changsheng.
Chen Changsheng turned up his wrist and saw a black tower appearing in his eyes.
Unlock the spell ban.
The black tower shook a little, as if it had woken up from a long sleep.
"Is something wrong?" Heita spoke calmly, as if he had accepted his current fate.
"Where is the Demon Realm?" Chen Changsheng asked.
After hearing this, Heita shook his head and said, "I don't know the specific location."
He thought for a while and added: "I really don't know this."
Chen Changsheng glanced at him and asked again: "Are you sure?"
Heita said: "Even if you kill me, I don't know. I have never been to the Demon Realm. When I saw the Demon Lord, he died under the Yuxuan Sword."
Chen Changsheng paused for a moment and frowned.
He asked: "How did he die?"
"have no idea."
"Didn't you see it?"
"I saw the body, but nothing else."
Mr. Chen always felt that Heita was not telling the truth, and even felt that he might not have told a few truths from the beginning until now.
He shook his head and then put it into his sleeve again.
Heita stopped cursing, he had no intention of resisting anymore.
Chen Changsheng then headed all the way to the deserted sea border area. He still wanted to take a look at Nanyuan. If there was really no other way, he would consider giving up the option of the Demon Realm.
When they arrived at the ruins of the high wall, there were still many monks guarding them. Chen Changsheng disappeared, passed through the formation, and entered the deep sea.
After passing through the deep valley in the sea, and blocking the sand with a sword, the door appeared in front of Chen Changsheng again.
However, what surprised Chen Changsheng was.
There was actually a person standing in front of that door.
The man's hand was pressed against the door, but his figure remained motionless, as if he had been immobilized. His body was tightly wrapped in mud and sand, as if he had been standing here for a long time.
"Why are there other people here..."
Chen Changsheng stepped forward and swept away the sand on the man's face.
He looked familiar at first glance, but then he thought about it.
"Yi Zuqian?"
Chen Changsheng never expected to meet him here.
In the blink of an eye, Yi Zuqian has changed a lot. The originally fair monk now has a full beard and his hair is much messy.
Why is he here?
This place is one hundred and eighty thousand miles away from the world of cultivating immortals. No one can come here except by flying boat, but there is no flying boat coming here.
Let's not think about this for now, Chen Changsheng still hasn't figured out what is going on.
Yi Zuqian's current state does not look like death or alive.
"The soul is gone, but the body is not annihilated?"
This made Chen Changsheng a little confused. Generally, a monk's soul cannot return to his physical body after being separated from the body for more than seven days. However, Yi Zuqian's current physical body may have been here for more than seven days, and even the clothes on his body have been damaged. Soaked.
The soul is sealed in the door?
Chen Changsheng looked towards the door and saw Yi Zuqian's hand pressing on the number nine.
Chen Changsheng raised his eyebrows and took out the black tower again.
Heita was puzzled and asked: "Why did you shout out to me again?"
Chen Changsheng said: "Look at this man, what's going on?"
Heita paused and was shocked when he saw Yi Zuqian, "How long has this person been here?"
"It's probably been a long time."
"Not dead."
"He's not dead, but his soul seems to have been sucked into the door."
Heita couldn't help but let out an exclamation and said, "He's not even dead?! How did he do it?"
Chen Changsheng asked: "What will happen if you are sucked into the door?"
Heita said: "I don't know about this, but when I was brought out by the badger demon, there were many corpses at the door. Most of them were dead and their souls had long been extinct."
"Is this happening..."
Chen Changsheng asked again: "Can it be saved?"
Heita glanced at him and said, "You can try it, but don't blame me if you die."
Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said: "If it is a divine soul..."
You can try it though.
Seeing his thinking, Heita couldn't help but said: "I was just joking, don't really go in. If I fall here, I don't know when I can get out again!"
Chen Changsheng ignored him and directly reached out to press him.
"Grass!"
Heita cursed and felt helpless.
Chen Changsheng closed his eyes and immediately felt a force grabbing his soul, but that force seemed to pose no threat to him and could not shake his soul.
Thinking of this, Chen Changsheng followed the force and entered the door.
When he looked in front of him, he saw that there was a real fire purgatory in front of him. The real fire was cold but aimed at the soul. Chen Changsheng also felt a slight sting, but the impact was not great.
In that true fire.
Chen Changsheng saw a figure.
The figure sat cross-legged in the real fire purgatory, with five hearts turned to the sky and eyes closed, feeling the burning of the real fire.
"Take advantage of this real fire to temper your soul?"
Chen Changsheng paused for a moment, then stepped forward and came to Yi Zuqian's soul.