Underworld Ghost Soldiers, Sign In The Book Of Life And Death At The Beginning

Chapter 26 Sign-in Rewards for the Eighteenth Floor The Underworld

There are ten seats in the deep and empty Yan Luo Temple.

The Ten Temple Yama is not in the Yama Temple, so these ten seats are now empty.

Below is the location of the civil and military judges. The bibliography, master book, and classic history are arranged in order, everything is in order.

The ghost chaser brought the dead soul into the Great Hall, and immediately there was a ghost soldier who came up to receive him, and the master book looked up the crimes of his life, made a sentence, and was beaten into The Underworld to be tortured.

Lin Baixuan originally wanted to follow up and have a look, but the ghost hurriedly stopped, shook his head and said, “Don’t go down anymore.”

“I just want to see what The Underworld looks like…”

“You can’t go!”

Guichao pointed to the ground, hehe smiled, “Do you think this is the road of Samsara outside? This is the place of punishment! Without the permission of the official, you can’t make a step into the priesthood.”

“The Underworld is divided into ten Eighth Stages, and the time flow of each First Stage is different. For example, the first layer of The Underworld, the outside day is equivalent to 3,750 years inside; and the second layer of scissors The Underworld , One day is equivalent to seven thousand years!”

Lin Baixuan took a deep breath and murmured to himself: “No wonder I heard people say that XX was so guilty that he entered the eighteenth floor of The Underworld and was punished for hundreds of millions of years. It turns out that this is a space where time and space intersect…”

“I can’t see it, your head has a bit of inspiration!” The ghost almost nodded, admitting Lin Baixuan’s guess.

“Even if I didn’t get Shangguan’s token, I wouldn’t be able to pass through The Underworld. It only takes a moment…”

“The soul body will be torn apart by the cracks of time and space!” Lin Baixuan added the next half of the words, his expression a little frustrated.

“You are clever!” The ghost chaser laughed and urged, “Let’s go, there’s nothing good about it.”

He got a great merit, and he was in a very good mood. He felt that this former colleague was more pleasing to the eye and exhorted, “Don’t neglect your duty, accumulate more merits, or go to the sun to be a bad servant and enjoy the incense as soon as possible, isn’t it better than you? Is it easy to stay in the underworld?”

“My brother said…”

Returning to the door of The Underworld, Lin Baixuan suddenly showed a weird smile as he watched the ghost leave.

In the palm of his hand, he holds a small red round bead. It is neither gold nor jade nor iron nor stone nor wood. It is more like the mercury of later generations. It seems that there is no power.

But its short item name is shocking.

“One drop of Dijiang Blood Essence!”

It is an unquestionable fact that Yin Cao Jifu is inextricably linked with the ancient Wu Clan.

Whether it is the “Fire Nerves” and “Xuanming Zhen Jue” of the two great ancestors of Zhu Rong and Xuanming, or the two Xiantian wonders of the sacred wood and the soil, or the incomplete “five styles of invincibility”…

Except for one “Shangqing Dadong Zhenjing”.

The most important sign-in rewards are all vestiges of the Wu clan.

The eighteenth floor, The Underworld, presents ten Eighth Stage spaces with different time flow rates.

Among the ten ancient ancestral witches, only Dijiang controls the space, and is known as the ancestral witch of the sky.

Even if someone suddenly came to tell Lin Baixuan that the 18th floor of The Underworld was built by Dijiang, he would definitely believe it.

The first time you step into The Underworld to sign in, you can get the Emperor Blood Essence.

The reward for signing in this time is simply amazing!

Lin Baixuan held Dijiang Blood Essence in his hand and looked at the round blood bead quietly.

If you take this drop of Blood Essence, you will form a big Karma with the Witch Clan.

Today, nothing is known about the outside world.

What is the real level of strength? How is the division of power?

In the case of a blank, it is not appropriate to make great strides, so as not to give birth to countless right and wrong!

“But now I only have Realm in Cultivation Base, and Nine Cycles mystery has only two levels.

And this drop of Blood Essence of the Ancestral Witch contains an immeasurable amount of true essence, which at least allows me to break through the existing Realm. The strength of the Xianxia world is respected. Even if it is involved with the Witch Clan, it is always good to be more self-preserving…”

The two completely different choices were weighed in Lin Baixuan’s mind for a short time, and the decision was made immediately.

“A lot of lice are not itchy, and a lot of debts!”

Anyway, I have already gained countless benefits from the Witch Clan, and this drop of Blood Essence is nothing more than First Stage Karma.

In the words of that person-I should be destined!

Shamelessly making an excuse for himself, Lin Baixuan felt calm.

He returned to Luanhungang, sacrificed the Qiankun Ding, sealed the Earth Fire water and wind, and then swallowed Dijiang Blood Essence with confidence.

“boom!”

Blood Essence had just sunk into Lin Baixuan’s body, and there seemed to be a kind of force burst.

There were countless overlapping spaces squeezed towards him together, even the Second Stage golden body, only had time to resist it for a moment, it was crushed under the power of this wild world.

In an instant, he only felt the pain all over his body like burning, as if countless extremely blunt knives were continuously cutting on himself, cutting off small pieces of flesh and bones.

Immediately afterwards, there was another itch that penetrates the bone marrow, making him want to reach out and tear all the flesh off. Endless pain spread throughout his body, but he couldn’t move at all.

Just a moment later, in his consciousness, it was as long as a few hours.

While he was struggling to resist the pain, suddenly there was a change.

From far away, there seemed to be the sound of water flowing, from far to near, getting louder and louder, and in the end it turned into a loud noise, like a dam bursting!

Inside his body, a long river containing extremely pure vitality rushed straight up.

Lin Baixuan endured the pain and tried his best to run “Nine Cycles Mystery”. Wherever the vitality passed, Meridians continued to reorganize their flesh and blood, rapidly repairing and transforming his golden body.

If you look carefully, the long river is not river water, but countless mysterious runes, constantly appearing in the riverbed, and then gradually disappearing.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, there was a loud noise of the sky and the earth cracking, as if two doors were slowly opening.

The Meridians rushed into the body along the long river, rushing all the way into the Purple Mansion of the Sea of ​​Knowledge.

The next moment, Lin Baixuan’s entire sea of ​​consciousness was violently shaken.

In an instant, he seemed to feel the growth, aging, and destruction of all things, the vicissitudes of life, the life and death of Samsara, the spirit of gods and heroes circling between the heavens and the earth, the endless waves of precipitation and surging, even traced back to the opening of the world, the beginning of The Three Realms, as if to see a picture The majestic and majestic picture of the changes of the years unfolded in his mind.

In just a moment, he seemed to have passed hundreds of millions of years.

In the Qiankun Ding, thick fog is permeated.

At this time, Lin Baixuan’s body was bathed in the chaos-like mist, and the golden body was shining brightly. You can vaguely see the chaos separating, the clear air floating up, and the turbid air sinking, and there is a vaguely separate artistic conception.

A black and white separate Yin & Yang fish pattern flashes slowly on the forehead, and the black and white poles rotate slowly.

The third layer of “Nine Cycles Mystery”! Achieved!