Miro Blue Scroll

Chapter 403 Naihe Bridge

Mi Luo murmured secretly in his heart, but his movements were not slow. Black and white impermanence turned into two hazy phantoms, one black and one white, standing in the void, running the principles of life, old age, sickness and death, driving the mist to rotate.

During this period, the civil and military judges stepped forward and sorted out the good and evil inside with a judge's brush, dividing clear and turbid, so that the thick dark and dirty atmosphere in the mist continued to sink, turning into black water, surrounding the illusory Netherland of Miaoyoujing.

As the dark aura sank and condensed, the black mist itself also became clearer. Although it still exuded a gloomy aura, there were some illusory shadows inside. It was the aura of dead souls who had lost all reason. The last remnants of the dead in the mist.

Looking at the shapeless dead soul, the Yang Family Ancestral Hall kept vibrating, and voices came from the void.

"Too slow! What do we need to do?"

"What do we need to do to be more efficient?"

"What do we need to do to purify the black water faster?"

Obviously the same meaning, the same tone, and the same will, but it gave Miro a feeling that many people asked together.

Miro thought for a while and said, "I need a bridge."

During the speech, Mi Luo also conveyed his thoughts. The bridge that Mi Luo wanted was naturally the "Naihe Bridge" circulated in the Illusory Realm, but in terms of conception, Mi Luo had different ideas about the Naihe Bridge.

In his understanding, the Naihe Bridge should be a bridge that divides good from evil and draws the power of will.

The chaotic legal principles in the black mist can be sorted out initially, and then black and white impermanence can be sorted out a second time. The civil and military judges will conduct a second trial, and finally hand it over to [Yan Wang Ye] for processing.

After this idea was accepted by the mist, the black water in the courtyard rolled again.

"Purification! Combing! Differentiation, I need to observe it later!"

Hearing this, Mi Luo continued to manipulate the black and white impermanence to carry out this mechanical sorting, analyzing the black water in the courtyard bit by bit.

When the water level in the well dropped by one finger, Mi Luo suddenly felt a shock from Yang Family Ancestral Temple.

In the next second, cracks appeared in the surrounding caves, and skeletons fell from the cracks. Most of them were wearing the armor of Youzhou soldiers from 500 years ago, and some of the armors were even earlier.

These bones kept falling, and the cave kept expanding.

It was only then that Mi Luo discovered that this cave is clearly a mountain of corpses, no matter what it is.

Seeing this, Wang Ximing on the side closed his eyes slightly, and looked at Old Madam Yang next to him, and saw this old man bowing three times and nine times in the direction of the ancestral hall.

Similarly, in Zhenyou City, the body of Old Madam Yang suddenly summoned all the Yang family members to gather in front of a forest of steles, leading them to perform sacrifices.

At this time, Zhenyou City had just repelled the second wave of the northern ancient country's attack. Although the defense was tight, there were not no soldiers who had spare time. After they noticed the actions of the Yang family, they also gathered to participate in the sacrifice.

The faint incense rose, and with the power of everyone's wishes, it lit up the names on the forest of steles.

Everyone looked at Mrs. Yang, but the old man kowtowed continuously with tears streaming down his face, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly. It seemed that something good happened. No one dared to ask, but followed him with a complex expression.

Thoughts, wishes, and prayers, the brilliance of the stars converges on the bones, and they are continuously spliced ​​together to build a long bridge of bones that spans life and death.

One end plunged into the void, and the other end stayed in Miluo's Miaoyou territory. At the same time, the Yang Family Ancestral Temple rose into the air and merged into the underworld around Miluo, revealing the endless black water below the ancestral hall.

In an instant, the principles of the surrounding Tao were distorted, the originally clear boundary between life and death began to collapse, the whole land began to subside slightly, the mud and rocks beside the black water continued to fall like bread crumbs, and the Nether Pit seemed to be sinking into the Netherland again. .

Mi Luo's complexion changed suddenly, but before he could react, his right to control the Illusion in Netherland was taken away, and the phantom of black and white impermanence reappeared. Crossing the Naihe Bridge built with bones, the texture of the bones is transformed into black and white bricks and stones. Only the handrails on both sides of the bridge are still made of interlaced skulls.

The Naihe Bridge is stable, blooming with black and white brilliance, the law of life and death is changing, and the Tao is intertwined and uncertain, showing the unpredictable mystery that belongs to the impermanence system.

Then civil and military judges appeared on both sides of the Naihe Bridge, and an invisible way to distinguish between clear and turbid, and to judge good and evil was poured into the Naihe Bridge. When the bridge head shook, the boiling black water below immediately stabilized and slowly converged towards the Naihe Bridge.

All the flowing black water is just like the black mist before. The hazy and turbid stream naturally sinks and falls under the bridge, while the slightly purer dead souls are drawn by [Ecstasy], [Black Impermanence], [White Impermanence] 】 Wait for Yinshen to pick it up.

During the period, there were also some mutilated and distorted bodies made of viscous black water, trying to climb the Naihe Bridge, and were beaten down by [Bull Head], [Horse Face] and [Yasha] wielding their weapons.

As time went by, more and more dead souls were picked up on the Naihe Bridge, and gradually there was a gloomy wind and mist, and dots of green light drifted up and down. 】before.

Gradually, the surrounding environment became less dark and terrifying, the distortion brought by the black water also disappeared, and the boundary between life and death became more and more stable, and soon it was time to surpass the suppression of the original ancestral hall.

Seeing the principles of life and death gradually becoming orderly around, Mi Luo looked at Old Madam Yang with some concern.

As the original owner of this Netherland, Mi Luo can feel the origin of those bones.

Those were the bones of soldiers who died in the underworld 500 years ago, as well as those of the Yang family who died in battle.

At this moment, it is all used to build the Naihe Bridge, and Mi Luo is not sure what kind of impact this will have on Old Madam Yang.

"You don't need to worry."

Wang Ximing spoke suddenly. He looked at Mi Luo who was looking at him and said, "Don't you think there are a lot of bones here, and the voice before was a little strange?"

"It's a little strange, as if there is no..."

Mi Luo was silent, and the corners of Wang Ximing's mouth moved slightly, as if he wanted to explain to Mi Luo in a more peaceful manner, but obviously he failed.

He looked at the "Naihe Bridge" and said: "Since 500 years ago, the number of illusory realms in Hanxia has continued to increase. Rescue Youzhou at the first time. Later, in order not to affect the battle outside Hanxia, ​​they chose to sacrifice themselves and erase their thoughts, leaving only the thoughts of guarding here, sorting out the turbidity, and stabilizing the underworld. Stay here forever, so you don't have to worry about using their bones..."

"Wait a moment?"

Mi Luo suddenly turned his head and looked at the divine tablet in the ancestral hall, on which were the names of members of the Yang family for 500 years.

Following Mi Luo's gaze, before Wang Ximing could speak, Mrs. Yang had already said: "That was the choice of my Yang family. There were many soldiers who followed my Yang family here, and they will be alive again. Leave it to my Yang family. How can we let them stay here alone? Besides, my Yang family has always rushed with me, how can there be any reason for them to rush forward?"

As he said that, Mrs. Yang looked at the god cards that were continuously dissipating the fog, and closed her eyes again.

Mi Luo opened his mouth, and was about to say something, when the Netherland suddenly shook, Mrs. Yang suddenly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a thunderbolt flashing in his eyes, looking to the outside world, but some monsters in the Netherland couldn't bear it. Stop shooting.

(End of this chapter)