089. The first experiencer of the prefecture!

"The saint of the Houtu is on the top, the earth is out, and the poor road heavenly sword is not talented, and I want to experience it. "

He has not experienced the suffering of the cycle of life and death.

Life is varied, and if you can experience them all, it may feel very good.

That's what he thought.

There are some things you can't miss.

Especially for this novelty.

As soon as this remark came out, it was a little shocking.

They all know that the prefecture is the place where the undead return.

It was really amazing that a sword cultivator, who was definitely a supreme sword immortal, actually wanted to enter and exit the prefecture.

"I..... I'll go too...."

At this time, a little friar came out twisted.

But no way!

If the Heavenly Sword Zi was gone, he would not be able to stay in this chaos.

Maybe you will die immediately.

In that case, it is better to have a good experience of the prefecture.

After all, the establishment of this prefecture is full of mysterious atmosphere.

"I really didn't expect that there were so many people who wanted to experience the feeling of being dead, which is really ridiculous!"

The actions of the two people before caused a burst of ridicule.

Some rejoice, others worry.

And Houtu also stared at this scene.

What she didn't expect was that someone wanted to experience reincarnation.

That's interesting.

Except for the endless grievances that had accumulated, the mansion seemed to be empty.

Why not take this opportunity to get familiar with the operation?

"Brothers, what do you think?"

Being assigned a divine throne, everyone can be an incumbent of the prefecture.

Their existence is to drive the entire reincarnation of the earthly mansion.

Now, you can give it a try.

"Then come, after all, your brother I also want to experience the feeling of being an official. "

Zhu Rong was excited, and his appearance was a little bright.

It's just that this move of his, I don't know why it made many people's hearts tremble.

Everyone: "..."

Perhaps because of Zhurong's existence, many people's thoughts were dispelled.

"Well, in that case, I'll screen a few people to experience it. "

The establishment of the prefecture is a new institution.

Since everyone wants to see the divine effect of the prefecture, let them take a good look.

Suddenly, many people only felt that their consciousness drifted away, and they were dragged towards a dark and bottomless abyss by a mysterious force.

This abyss seems to have no end.

"Die?!"

"Is this what it feels like to die?"

In the gloom, someone whispered.

But he did not resist, floating freely and wandering in the dark.

His memory still seems to be stuck in the Later Earth Creation World, in the flooded wasteland.

The mountains and rivers of the flood and the barren rivers, and the earth of all things, are all his thoughts.

The landscapes of his hometown, the people of his hometown, and the trees and trees of his hometown are all his last warmth.

"It turns out that death is such a feeling. "

Lonely, he recalled the past.

Young cultivators of immortals, what righteousness.

The man walks the world with a sword.

Good wine, good sword, good company....

Stop and go, it's a lifetime.

Time seems to be stretched and becomes incomparably long, and the long river of years seems to have no other shore and no end.

After a long, long time, he seemed to have finally reached the other side.

As far as the eye can see, there is a world of extreme darkness, which is filled with cold, boundless scorched earth, and there is no trace of light.

In the land of nine ghosts, the ghost wind is raging, and the ghosts are wailing.

"This is... Netherworld?"

Tianjianzi was a little unsettled, and looked at the picture in front of him.

How spectacular this scene in front of you is!

This may only be known to those who have experienced it.

After death, there may be several options.

One is to disappear and never have an afterlife, one is to become a ghost cultivator, and the other is to plunge into samsara....

"The real destination?"

"A real resting place?"

Just when he was wondering, a voice suddenly sounded.

"What the hell, that newcomer, let's go." "

Just as Heavenly Sword Zi Nan Nan was talking to himself, a gloomy voice suddenly sounded.

He subconsciously looked back, only to see the two people behind him.

The one on the left is dressed in black, and the one on the right is wearing a white shirt.

One black and one white, holding a soul rope in his hand, crying mourning sticks.

"Black and white impermanence?"

Tianjian Zi fluted, but it felt very interesting.

This is the underworld general of the prefecture, whoever dies, runs to whose house, specializes in catching the undead and souls, and arrests one by one.

"Look what, go quickly, don't miss the hour." "

"King Yan told you to die three times, who dares to stay until five changes?"

Black and white impermanence seems a little unkind, just call this they hurry.

Their sword heaven sword was still rubbing, and they couldn't help but push him.

This ghost was really not idle, and immediately took out the shackles, locked the hands and feet of the Heavenly Sword Son, and was a dedicated master.

"We are....."

Tianjianzi couldn't help but ask, looked at the black impermanence, and then looked at the white impermanence.

"On the road, take you to reincarnation. "

Along the way, Tianjianzi was looking around at the prefecture.

The underworld is also like the flood world, there are mountains and waters, trees and trees, but they are all dark and cold.

This may be the characteristic of the prefecture.

And here, from time to time, a few lonely souls and wild ghosts fly over unintentionally.

It seems to be the one who died.

They swayed, their expressions were dull, and their eyes were empty.

Even though he had been mentally prepared, coming here still made Tianjianzi shiver.

It's also too mad here.

Soon after, a pass emerged.

It is an archway, with three characters engraved vigorously and powerfully.

Death.

Before the ghost gate closed, there was also a gate pavilion of the Yin Cao Di Mansion.

This level can be described as a strict barrier, copper wall and iron wall, and eighteen hideous and weird ghost kings guarding it, which is eerie and terrifying.

After passing the ghost gate, I don't know how long I walked.

Suddenly, a huge palace came.

On it, the plaque on it, three large characters are particularly eye-catching.

Yan Luo Temple.

In front of Yan Luo Hall, one left and one right, there were two people standing.

Bull head on the left, horse face on the right.

Unfortunately, at this moment, a group of people walked into the Yan Luo Hall.

Like the Heavenly Sword Son, they all wore white prison robes and iron shackles, and when they walked, the chains they dragged rattled.

"It's impossible, this ancestor is a blood demon ancestor, how can he die?"

"I died unjustly, the great revenge has not been repaid, let me go!"

"Fuck reincarnation, I'm going back....."

In front of this Yan Luo Hall, it seemed that he was not restless.

There are all kinds of voices, and the variety of life is vividly displayed here.

"Hmph!"

A horse face is fierce and vicious, and the whip is raised.

He swung his whip this time, and suddenly fell silent.

No matter who you were alive, when you get here, you have to lie on your stomach honestly.

"Heavenly Sword Son, Beast Dao. "

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