When talking about this wooden sign, we have to mention a major event that happened to Liang Shaochong half a month ago.
At that time, Liang Shaochong was still in his hometown Yongde Village, which was more than 100,000 miles away from here. According to his grandfather's instructions, he went to Netherworld Valley to learn from his master.
Netherworld Valley, that is the nightmare of Yongde Village.
In the past forty years, many villagers in Yongde Village died inexplicably while working near Netherworld Valley. If his grandfather hadn't told him that a strong man living in Netherworld Valley would have the opportunity to learn the coveted Pulse Skill, Liang Shaochong would not have died.
I will embark on this terrifying path.
But Liang Shaochong didn't know that when he left Yongde Village, his grandfather Liang Chengde was standing tremblingly under a banyan tree at the entrance of the village with his waist hunched over. Looking at his grandson who was gradually walking away, his legs actually knelt.
Go down.
"Chong'er, grandpa, I'm sorry! That place is not the place of cultivation you have always longed for, but the hell on earth in my Yongde Village. But for the safety of all the villagers in Yongde Village, grandpa had to deceive you. Can you complete this difficult task?
Your mission? It’s up to you. Grandpa is here to kowtow to you!” Liang Chengde said, and actually knelt down.
Liang Chengde is a poor old man.
When he was in his fifties, his eldest son died violently and inexplicably while going to the latrine; when he was in his sixties, his second son actually choked to death while drinking water; but his third son,
When he was in his seventies, he hanged himself from a tree in front of his home.
Now, when he is over eighty years old, he has to personally send his only grandson, who has placed all his hopes and passed on the incense, to the Netherworld Valley.
Liang Chengde's kneeling contained a series of complex emotions such as contradictions, sadness, pain, etc.
Liang Shaochong, a young man at a young age, shoulders the mission of saving the entire Yongde Village.
Liang Chengde also seemed to know that his grandson's trip this time would be very unfortunate. Although he had prepared for his grandson's move for many years, it seemed impossible to complete this mission.
However, even if there is a glimmer of hope, Liang Chengde will not give up, even if it means sacrificing his grandson's life.
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"Grandpa said that there is a profound monk hidden deep in the Netherworld Valley. Only with perseverance and perseverance can he impress him and teach him the world-famous pulse skill." Liang Shaochong forgot the fear in his heart, looked excited, and walked quickly
Entered a valley.
Being able to learn and practice pulse skills has always been his dream.
At this time, Liang Shaochong arrived at the entrance of the valley. On the rock wall on the right, three large black characters were carved.
Netherworld Valley!
"We're almost at our destination!"
Liang Shaochong felt happy and quickened his pace again.
After walking for four or five kilometers in this way, Liang Shaochong found that the road in front of him suddenly narrowed, so narrow that only one person could go in and out.
Moreover, as he went deeper step by step, Liang Shaochong clearly felt a strong sense of oppression coming from the front. The tremendous pressure made him feel palpitations in his heart and made his soul tremble, as if there was a deep feeling in front of him.
There was something strange and terrifying about it.
Suddenly, Liang Shaochong discovered that there were six more large characters carved on the ten-meter cliff.
"Those who trespass without sincerity shall die!"
These ten words were written in blood, which is shocking.
Liang Shaochong only glanced at it, and a tragic scene seemed to flash before his eyes.
There are bones everywhere, faint phosphorus fire, and a strong smell of death!
Liang Shaochong felt a strong uneasiness. He felt that the six characters on the cliff seemed to exude a strange aura, which made people feel a tremor from the soul, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to his forehead.
"Grandpa said that if you want to learn Pulse Kung Fu from a monk, you must first work hard on your mind, strain your muscles and bones, and other tests that are beyond human endurance. This must be the test of my will by that master." Liang Shaochong became more courageous.
,move on.….
After walking for about another kilometer, the cliffs on both sides were almost connected together.
A narrow path leads to a dark cave!
There was a dark cloud hanging outside the entrance of the cave, and the midday sun could not pass through. Instead, it was swallowed up by the billowing black fog, making the surroundings pitch black.
And three words are engraved on the top of the cave:
Netherworld Cave!
These six words were apparently written in blood.
Liang Shaochong couldn't help but feel terrified. At this moment, he felt what fear, fear, and fear were.
"If you die, die! Anyway, I just want to practice pulse skills."
Liang Shaochong only hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and strode into the cave!
Even death could not stop Liang Shaochong's desire to practice pulse skills.
The eerie cave was filled with the stench of rotting corpses. Liang Shaochong endured the nausea and fear and walked inside step by step.
Not to mention a young man like Liang Shaochong, even a "cowardly" adult would be frightened half to death by such an eerie cave.
I don’t know how long I walked, but a strong light suddenly shone from deep inside the cave.
Liang Shaochong quickened his pace and rushed in, but when he saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but sucked in a breath of fear.
I saw that deep inside the cave, there was a spacious open space connected to it.
The open space is about more than 400 square meters, and the ground is covered with bones and corpses. There are at least hundreds of corpses. The boiling blood mist fills the top of the entire open space, and on the surrounding cave walls, a stream of blood continuously emerges.
A stream of hot magma.
The blood mist and magma intertwined together to form a tragic scene.
The whole air was filled with a strong smell of death, and the stench of rotting corpses was nauseating.
"How cruel! Who did this? Is it that monk?" Liang Shaochong's original impulse to look forward to becoming a disciple was suddenly extinguished, and bursts of anger emerged in his heart.
The gloomy wind is miserable, but the fire is shining brightly!
The bones are thick and the phosphorus fire is faint!
Liang Shaochong stood among the bones. Although he had goosebumps and was indescribably scared, there was even more anger in his heart!
Killing innocent people like this is definitely not a good person.
If you worship such a person as your teacher, it’s okay if you don’t learn Pulse Kung Fu!
Just when Liang Shaochong was about to turn around and leave here, he suddenly remembered all the terrifying legends about Netherworld Valley.
"It turns out that all the villagers who disappeared inexplicably died here."
Liang Shaochong was furious, and suddenly remembered what his grandfather had said.
"Chong'er, if you encounter any problems, you must remember to open the bag of tips. You can find the answers to all the doubts in your heart there. Remember it!"
"Does grandpa know what's going on here?" Liang Shaochong was moved in his heart. He quickly took out his brocade bag, took out a piece of straw paper and unfolded it.
"Chong'er, I believe you have entered the Nether Cave now. You must have too many questions in your mind? I'm sorry, grandpa deceived you! It's not that grandpa doesn't want to tell you the truth, but he is afraid that you will be burdened after knowing the truth and will not be able to reach your goal.
In the Netherworld Cave.”
"Actually, this time grandpa asked you to come to Netherworld Valley, not to ask you to learn skills from a teacher, but to kill a demon. Although grandpa knows that you should not be allowed to complete this task, grandpa has no choice. Because no
If you are allowed to go, other children in the village must be sacrificed. Chong'er, remember, this person is the biggest enemy of our Yongde Village. In the past 40 years, he has killed 104 people in our Yongde Village. You saw it
Those corpses are the villagers of our Yongde Village. Chong'er, for the peace of Yongde Village, you will fight even if you die!"
"This demon practices an extremely terrifying evil skill, which must rely on absorbing human blood essence and blood. Of course, this evil skill also has an obvious weakness, that is, it cannot be contaminated with a trace of cold air. Do you remember a year ago, I gave
Is that your "Flame and Strange Cold Stone"? It is the nemesis of the devil. Your task is to stuff it into the heart of the devil. May God bless my grandson, kill this heinous devil, and avenge Yongde Village.
.”….
Liang Shaochong was so excited that he didn't complain about his grandfather at all.
The biggest enemy of Yongde Village lives here. Even though Liang Shaochong knew that he was not his opponent, he would not hesitate to sacrifice himself for the sake of Yongde Village.
Just as Liang Shaochong finished reading, the papyrus in his hand suddenly burned automatically.
Liang Chengde obviously calculated the time and smeared some phosphorus fire on the straw paper, which would be destroyed automatically after Liang Shaochong finished reading it.
Fiery and strange cold stone!
Liang Shaochong's heart moved and he immediately touched the jade stone on his chest.
"Fire Flame and Strange Cold Stone" is a very strange jade stone that subverts common sense.
Ordinary objects will generate heat when burned in a raging fire, but on the contrary, when they are burned in a raging fire, they will emit a biting and strange cold. And the more intense the fire, the stronger the strange cold it will emit.
"Is there anyone here?" Liang Shaochong shouted loudly.
Immediately after the sound, his terrifying and horrifying echo echoed in the air.
Liang Shaochong was startled for a moment and immediately said: "No one is here, so I will go back."
Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie!
At this moment, a harsh and unpleasant laughter rang out from the pile of bones.
This strange laughter seems to be coming from the eighteenth level, constantly hitting people's hearts and souls, giving people a feeling of being shaken out of their wits.
Liang Shaochong's mind was shaking for a while, as if he couldn't control himself and wanted to break out of his body!
A black shadow, like a ghost in the mountains, emerged from the pile of bones without a sound! The flames and light emitted by the surrounding magma seemed to be sucked in.
All that was left was a terrifying black shadow.
Liang Shaochong was horrified, and when he looked around, he could only see clearly that the black figure was a figure with long black hair.
"You're here, don't even think about going out again." The heart-stirring voice floated in his ears again.
At this time, Liang Shaochong realized that the voice was very familiar, as if it was the voice of his very close relative. But for a moment, Liang Shaochong couldn't remember who it was?
"Who are you?" Liang Shaochong asked in shock.
"Your name is Liang Shaochong!" The black shadow answered the question inappropriately.
"Who are you? How do you know my name!" Liang Shaochong was even more horrified.
"Old man, you are finally willing to dedicate your grandson to me. Jie Jie... I will let you taste the pain of losing your children and grandchildren!"
The black shadow suddenly let out a harsh and unpleasant laugh, then slowly sat down among the bones, pulled back the long hair on his chest, exposed the left side of his face, and said solemnly: "Come and see who I am.
?”
With the help of the weak firelight of the magma, Liang Shaochong vaguely saw the left half of the opponent's face. Suddenly his head felt like it had exploded. He felt extremely frightened and all the hairs on his body stood up.
This is an extremely terrifying ghost face that exudes a sad and bright red light.
The left half of the face reveals a bone-white skull, missing the left eye, the left nose, and the left half of the mouth. Through the skull, it seems that the white brain matter is still squirming behind.
"Come and look over here again!"
The shadow once again pulled back the long black hair on the right side.
This was the face of an old man about eighty years old, with slightly high cheekbones, sparse eyebrows and bright eyes. The familiar eyes, the familiar wrinkles, the familiar and amiable face made Liang Shaochong scream in surprise.
"Ah! Grandpa! Why is it you!"
"No, you are not grandpa!"
Liang Shaochong shook his head and suddenly shouted: "Who are you? Why are you pretending to be my grandfather?"
"Jiejie..."
The black shadow laughed triumphantly again, and a ghostly figure appeared in front of Liang Shaochong...
Liang Shaochong didn't resist at all, so he grabbed his neck and lifted him up in the air.
"Boy! I will let you die clearly. After all, you are also my junior, so you should call me Second Grandpa. I, Liang Chengpin, and Liang Chengde are brothers. Sixty years ago, I just raped a girl from the same village.
, Liang Chengde actually wanted to join forces with the villagers of Yongde Village to burn me alive for the sake of being the bullshit village chief."
Liang Chengpin spoke extremely calmly, as if he was telling his pain to a good friend. But when he grabbed Liang Shaochong's neck with his left hand, he increased his strength little by little.
Liang Shaochong was pinched so hard that he had difficulty breathing and his veins popped out!
"Unexpectedly, just when I thought I was going to burn to death, there was a sudden heavy rain in the sky, which saved me from disaster. After ten years of wandering around, God finally favored me and allowed me to learn a new skill unexpectedly.
The domineering and amazing skill - the Demon-Eating Blood Shadow Skill!" Liang Chengpin smiled proudly and said slowly.
"The Demon-Eating Blood Shadow Technique is truly a unique pulse technique. It allows a person like me, who has no potential to cultivate pulses, to have the ability to practice pulse techniques."
The Demon-Eating Blood Shadow Technique is one of the evil techniques that are explicitly prohibited from being practiced in the Zihuan Continent. It can be practiced by continuously absorbing human blood essence, and the closer the bloodline is to the person it absorbs, the faster the practice will be.
"To tell you the truth! Your uncle, second uncle, and your father did not die accidentally. They were all killed by me secretly. I also killed 104 villagers in Yongde Village. In the past forty years
, after I absorbed their blood essence, the Demon Devouring Blood Shadow Skill advanced very quickly, and now I have reached the ninth level of Pulse Sense."
"You...bastard, you killed all my relatives, and I will kill you too."
Liang Shaochong was so angry that he gritted his teeth and cursed.
Liang Chengpin was not angry at all, but was very kind. He looked at Liang Shaochong with eyes that were like the doting affection an elder would show to a very satisfied junior, and said gently: "Gege... kill me! My good grandson, you
But there is no such chance! As long as I absorb the essence and blood of you and that old guy Liang Chengde, I will have the opportunity to cultivate into the legendary pulse gate and become a pulse master. Now, dear grandson, you will fulfill my grandpa's wish.
Die first!"
Liang Chengpin laughed proudly, and suddenly a strong aura of death emanated from his body. He stretched out a withered right palm and pressed it against Liang Shaochong's forehead. A faint gray light poured into Liang Shaochong's body.
Suddenly, Liang Shaochong felt that his forehead was like a dike broken by floods, and the blood and essence in his body was excreted like a rolling flood. His whole body was like a sponge that had been squeezed dry of water, and suddenly shriveled up.
At the same time, the intense pain continued to erode Liang Shaochong's nerves, causing blue veins to appear all over his body and beating violently like cramps.
"No, I can't die. I want to avenge my uncle, second uncle, father, and the entire dead villagers in Yongde Village!?"
Liang Shaochong struggled desperately, but found that the harder he struggled, the faster the blood and essence were lost, almost to the point that his bones and frame were scattered.
But at this critical moment of life and death, Liang Shaochong still gritted his teeth and held on.