Rebirth of the willow tree, creating the strongest tribe in the ages

Chapter 962 Three Lives
"Fellow Daoist, if you trust me, can you let me use this stone jar for a while? I might need it for a while."

Jiang Huai looked at the Pollen Emperor and asked.

Finally, I added another sentence because I was worried that no visions would appear in such a short period of time.

After all, it's someone else's business of making a living. It's okay to borrow it for a while, but if you want to borrow it for a period of time, you have to get their consent.

"What are you talking about, Brother Jiang? I naturally believe in Brother Jiang's character."

The Pollen Emperor glanced at Jiang Huai with her beautiful eyes and said angrily.

He seemed to think that what Jiang Huai said was a bit too strange. After thinking for a while, he said:
"If you need it, just take it. It won't be too late to return it to me when you're done using it."

"Thank you so much for your trust, fellow Taoist."

It must be said that Jiang Huai felt a little satisfied that the famous Pollen Emperor trusted him so much.

"By the way, do you need my help?"

A gentle smile appeared on the beautiful face of the Pollen Emperor, and there was a bit of curiosity and expectation in her eyes. The stone jar had been in her hands for who knows how many tens of thousands of years, but she only used the seeds inside to study the pollen, and did not figure out too many secrets.

At this moment, Brother Jiang Daoist may have made some discovery, and she also wants to witness it with her own eyes.

"I don't need your help for now. If it really works, it won't be too late to help then."

Jiang Huai's words were concise. Although the other party was the borrower, he still rejected Pollen Emperor's request.

After all, the underworld is his top priority, especially the most hidden nineteenth layer.

Jiang Huai didn't want to let anyone else know about it except himself for the time being. It had nothing to do with being stingy. Just like the Pollen Emperor, if he hadn't mentioned it on his own initiative, the other party would not have told him about the stone jar.

"Okay!" Pollen Emperor nodded. Although he was a little disappointed, he did not force it.

Although she really wanted to go over and see what the discovery Jiang Huai mentioned was.

But women are like this. Even if the curiosity in their hearts is like a cat's claws scratching, they will not force something.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, just take it now."

Pollen Emperor once again signaled Jiang Huai that he could take the stone jar directly.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Huai immediately reached out and grabbed the stone jar.

The moment his fingertips touched the stone jar, he felt as if he had touched a piece of ten-thousand-year-old ice. It was extremely cold, as if a bone-chilling chill ran along the veins in his flesh and blood, rushing straight to the top of his head.

Fortunately, his level is here.

Within the acceptable range.

But Jiang Huai was a little puzzled. After the death of Pollen Emperor, this stone jar followed the ancient road of time all the way to the future and fell into Chu Feng's hands.

How could Chu Feng have such strength?
Compared with Ye and Huang, the other party only reached a certain level later on like riding a rocket.

At the very least, when the other party obtained the stone jar, his strength was definitely not that good.

This stone jar looks ordinary and there is nothing special about it, but even the Immortal King can't touch it, as his soul will be frozen instantly.

Jiang Huai suddenly remembered that when the Pollen Emperor got the stone jar, he seemed not as powerful as Chu Feng. Could it be that the power of the stone jar was based on the Pollen Emperor?

After it was suppressed by the strange ancestor, the abnormality of this stone jar was also eliminated?
I don't understand.

A large hand with distinct joints gently picked up the stone jar. In order to prevent the jar from being too heavy, Jiang Huai deliberately exerted force, but unexpectedly, the weight of the stone jar was unexpectedly high.

It is not as heavy as a mountain, but rather very light. Holding it in your hand, it feels like nothing.

He shook the stone jar slightly and heard a slight sound coming from inside, as if something was gently colliding, like a river.

I don’t know if Pollen Emperor has discovered this.

But the woman has her eyes closed at this moment, concentrating, and no one knows what she is thinking.

Jiang Huai was secretly surprised. He took the stone jar into his arms, bowed to the Pollen Emperor, and said, "Thank you for your generosity. I will go and try it now."

The Pollen Emperor opened his eyes and nodded slightly. "Take care, Brother Jiang. If you find anything, come back and let me know."

Jiang Huai responded, and with a flash of his body, he disappeared into the attic and arrived in the underworld.

In the underworld, there are gusts of cold wind and a spooky aura.

In front of the magnificent and extremely spectacular Gate of Hell, there is still pitch-black fog that covers the sky and hides all causes and effects and perceptions.

As the cold wind howled and black fog rolled, there seemed to be the roar of an unknown giant beast. The roar was not big, but it made people feel creepy.

As for the vast and boundless area, it looks like a prehistoric continent, with no boundaries and an extremely solid loess square.

After this period of development, it is very different from before, and it can be said that there has been a revolutionary change.

No longer empty.

It is no longer just small vendors hawking their wares.

With the vast loess plain as a mark, rows and rows of meeting lofts of varying numbers suddenly appeared on the ground.

In addition, there are palaces that are tens of thousands of feet high.

Buildings of all sizes are connected by bluestone paved roads.

Various stores and shops are lined up

Large-scale construction is still underway in some places.

of course.

The small vendors who used to hawk their wares are still there, but they have moved their stalls to the front of various stores.

In addition, there are even more inns, wine shops, tea houses, etc. for rest.

There are many ghosts coming and going in it.

It really has everything.

Jiang Huai sighed for a moment, then went straight into the Senluo Palace.

Then, through Lord Senluo's Styx Well, you can reach the entrance to the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

There are eighteen entrances in total.

Jiang Huai immediately formed seals with his hands and muttered something.

next moment.

As his mind moved slightly.

The barriers of the Eighteen Levels of Hell began to vibrate slowly, as if being pulled by an invisible force.

I saw layer after layer of hell gradually merging and finally turning into a deep vortex.

The shape is like a suona.

The spiral patterns rotated slowly and continuously, bringing a sticky, glue-like feeling. At the same time, a strong suction force came from the bell mouth of the "Suona", blowing Jiang Huai's clothes into flying shapes.

But he did not move.

After all, it was something that I created. I can’t turn it around and defeat Tiangang.

Although he had no way to appoint candidates for various official positions in the underworld.

But that is only for the better and more efficient operation of the underworld.

Secondly, it’s not that there is no solution at all.

As long as they are his believers, especially those at the fanatic level, after their death, nine out of ten times they will be able to get an official position in the inner world. Whether the power is great or not is another matter, but it is definitely possible.

Just like Old Man Lin’s first wife.

It was because of her fanatical beliefs that she took on the role of Meng Po in the underworld after her death.

Not only does he not have to go through the muddle-headed life, but every once in a while, he can go out to the world of the living and meet Old Man Lin.

It's no different from when I was alive before.

He even benefited from the authority brought by Meng Po. Whether he is strong or not is another matter, but his longevity is unquestionable.

The suona-shaped entrance formed by the eighteen levels of hell together is the gateway to the nineteenth level of hell.

Except Jiang Huai, no one else can summon it.

Jiang Huai stepped into the whirlpool without hesitation, and his figure disappeared instantly.

When he opened his eyes again, he was in a completely different world.

Here, there is no torture and wailing in the eighteen levels of hell, nor those gloomy and terrifying scenes. On the contrary, this place is more like a land of nothingness, a land of chaos and undeveloped.

There is no color, no sound, no light, and no darkness.

Everything seemed blurry and hazy.

Jiang Huai seemed to be in a huge dream. Everything around him was constantly changing, dissipating, and reorganizing, as fragile as bubbles.

If there is a soul here, it will be assimilated into nothingness immediately.

That sense of nothingness is not a simple dissipation, but a deeper annihilation, as if the soul had never been born.

This nothingness naturally had no effect on Jiang Huai.

He stepped forward, and following the fluctuations in his perception, he arrived at the core of the nineteenth level of hell.

This is the deepest place.

It's hazy to the extreme.

Even if it is a being at the end of the road, when it comes here, it will not be able to spy on anything, and even the existence of the sacrificial way will be blocked from perception.

A sense of mystery, antiquity, vastness and desolation permeates every place and every corner.

"We've arrived at the place, right here."

When the fluctuations in his heart reached its peak, Jiang Huai slowly stopped and an altar appeared in front of him.

It is more like a protruding stone surface than an altar.

The surface is quite smooth.

But it doesn't look like anything surprising. It looks no different from ordinary stone surfaces, and the texture is the same.

However, when you hold it in your hand, it exudes the same coldness as the stone jar, and the two seem to be made of the same material.

Jiang Huai immediately showed curiosity.

Could it be that this stone jar really has some connection with the underworld?
This connection is not as simple as simply placing a stone jar here to cause a mutation.

It’s a deeper connection.

However, Jiang Huai's intuition told him that the possibility was probably very slim.

After all, the stone jar is related to the red-haired monster. If it is also related to the underworld, doesn’t it mean that the underworld is also related to the red-haired monster?
If we go even further, doesn't it have something to do with my golden finger? !
But if there was a connection, the other party would have discovered him long ago, and Black Heart would not be surprised at his own strength and that his realm could be improved so quickly.

But if there is no connection, why would this stone jar be connected to the nineteenth level of hell?

I can't figure it out.

Jiang Huai simply placed the stone jar directly on the protruding smooth stone surface.

"Rumble!"

As the Three Lives Stone Jar landed loudly in the nineteenth level of hell.

This place suddenly seemed to be awakened by an ancient and mysterious force.

The appearance of the stone jar has changed. It is simple and elegant, and the wind and frost of the years have carved fine lines on its surface, like the veins of history.
A dull sound came, like the low hum of an ancient god, traveling through endless years, echoing in every corner, with an indescribable solemnity and solemnity.

Above the stone jar, the bluish-white gauze swayed gently, wrapping the stone jar tightly.

Under the protection of this veil of light.

Some inexplicable changes seemed to have taken place in the stone jar.

There was a noise from inside.

At first it was a subtle rumbling sound, like an ancient beast turning over in its sleep.
Gradually, the sound became more and more intense, like the chaotic thunder when the world was first created, shaking people's hearts.

Jiang Huai stood on a high place, overlooking the strange scene happening inside the stone jar with a sharp gaze.

Inside the stone jar, the space that originally seemed to be empty seemed to be activated by some mysterious force, and was surging with indescribable waves.

These waves gathered into streams, turning into clear and deep currents, which hit the inner wall of the stone jar like huge waves, making a splashing sound.

Then, an even more shocking scene occurred.

Inside the stone jar, the sound of water flowing reached its peak.

It was no longer a simple stream of water, but turned into an ocean so vast that it was unimaginable.

In this vast ocean, there were magnificent waves and surging waves, which actually surged out directly from the stone jar, as if countless stars were pouring out.

It was so magnificent that it was unimaginable. In just a moment, a vast ocean appeared under Jiang Huai. It was more turbulent than the world sea and countless times larger.

Trembling and moving.

Cover up and oppress all living beings.

At this moment, Jiang Huai suddenly took a deep breath and his eyes moved slightly.

Somewhere in the dark, he smelled a strange scent.

That is the unique taste of time.

But it transcends the scope of time.

It is not a simple river of time that appears, but three conceptual periods of time: past, present and future.

At this moment, they gathered together in the 19th level of hell, forming a strange realm beyond normal time.

In this area, Jiang Huai saw that the flow of time was no longer linear, but like an intricate network, where each node represented different possibilities and destinies.

Jiang Huai is in the sea of ​​knowledge.

There were vibrations coming from the altar.

The past, present and future exist separately from each other, but they also influence each other.

The past represents something that cannot be changed, and everything is just like a passing cloud.

But in the altar, the past can also be changed, and the change will not affect the present and the future, it is truly a separate existence.

Now and in the future.

"boom!"

The river of time flows on without end, but in the final analysis, it is just a branch of three time periods.

The past has branched out into countless tributaries, interpreting history.

It is happening now, every move is undirected and everything is possible.

As for the future, it is vague and unknown.

The next moment, Jiang Huai's heart moved slightly, as if he sensed something.

The altar that originally existed only in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the nineteenth level of hell.

Along with it, the laws that had become an oasis began to take root.

The latter, as if it shouldn't be here at all, was brought out completely along with the altar.

only……

No matter which one, it shouldn't appear, right?
Especially the altar? That was his own golden finger, could it manifest directly?

Jiang Huai frowned, wondering.

A huge gravitational force came from the altar, sucking the stone jar and the trembling ocean that overturned here, including the three conceptual time nodes of the past, present, and future, directly into it.

In a moment.

Things are back to normal here.

"??"

Jiang Huai's eyes widened and his expression changed drastically.

What is the situation?

It would be fine if you sucked away other things, but what does it mean that you sucked away the stone jar as well?
Don’t you know that this is something you borrowed?!
How can I report to the authorities?

Mainly, give me some feedback!
Jiang Huai stared straight at the altar hanging in the air, like an old Zen master in trance, and his heart seemed to be filled with a flock of fragrant birds flying by.

(End of this chapter)