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Chapter 594: Po Meng’s Ballad, the Origin of the Jade Pendant

The extremely rich resentment made both Yu Chen and Yu Xiaoyu tremble.

Although people and ghosts are now separated by different paths, and Yin and Yang are separated, Yu Xiaoyu accepted the edict of the underworld and was granted the priesthood of "Meng Po", but he was able to detect the Yin gods and ghosts.

He immediately frowned and looked at Yu Chen.

The latter took a deep breath and understood.

——This rickety one-eyed blind man, a wandering Taoist, is dead, but he still retains the terrible resentment and hatred in his heart, which turned into a last wish and stayed.

Again, this means one thing.

——His revolving door can be observed by Yu Chen.

This is really both lucky and unfortunate news.

Having a last wish and such huge grievances shows that Fang Xuzi may have suffered a tragic and desolate experience.

For a Qi practitioner who has overcome adversity, he can be said to be an upright man in his prime.

Since then, Fang Xuzi has not joined any sect, but as a casual cultivator, he has been involved in the Qi refining circle in the extreme south.

The final roar was full of desolation and grief, deafening!
Yu Chen and Yu Xiaoyu felt their scalps go numb after hearing this.

Although her resentment was calmed down by Mrs. Meng's song, the endless hatred and anger still rose in her eyes.

But at the same time, the clues of the burnt black jade pendant that had almost been broken were also continued again.

"I...I'm not willing to give in...I thought...I had forgotten...but...I can't forget...why...the golden belt of murder and arson...repairing bridges and repairing roads without corpses...I'm not willing to... I’m not angry…this world…shouldn’t be like this…shouldn’t be like this!!!”

Everything seems to be done instinctively and unintentionally.

They may be unwilling to reincarnate because of their endless resentment and hatred; or they may be terrifying beings with vast magical powers who have clear spiritual wisdom even after death, trying every means to bring the memories, experiences, and magical classics of this life to the next life.

Over time, Po Meng became the god who eliminated obsession and cut off life and death.

Yu Xiaoyu also understood this, sighed, and looked at the ghost of the wandering Taoist.

It is said that this wandering Taoist, whose real name is Fang Xuzi, is over five hundred years old now.

But when Yu Chen saw this appearance, he realized something in his heart.

At this moment, as if instinctively, he stepped towards the two of them.

The Book of Saviors is slowly opened, and the revolving door of a wandering Taoist's life flashes before his eyes.

When she was making soup, she would sing a song called "Looking Homeward", which also means "Forgetting Hometown", which has the ability to calm down resentments.

But now the reincarnation in the East Wasteland has not been restored, so what Yu Chen has to do is to fulfill the ghost's last wish and reincarnate it to revive the reincarnation.

"Ugh……"

That extremely strong resentment made Yu Chen frown.

But how could the underworld allow such a thing to happen?

She has such a big pot, and the pot is boiling with boiling medicinal soup all day long. Its real name is unknown, it is only called "Meng Po Soup". Meng Po Soup, Meng Po Soup, one gulp will forget the past events, and all the love and hatred will become a dream. .

But Fang Xuzi's qualifications were not good, but his luck was good. At the age of three hundred, he had been working as a miner for more than a hundred years and was still living well.

This sect has a treasure called "Dinghai Pearl", which contains countless magical powers of the water system, and has the power to control the power of the sea, which is extremely miraculous.

But he has neither qualifications nor background. He has no resources, no precious classics, and no powerful magical powers. If he wants to survive, he can only become a miner like countless casual cultivators who have a narrow escape, going to the sea all day long to mine. Get the spirit mine and exchange for resources to live.

Under the arrangement of the sect master, Fang Xuzi soon married the woman happily.

There are words in his mouth, singing that ancient and inexplicable song.

After listening to what Yu Chen said, Yu Xiaoyu finally realized what he was humming.

Although the sect is not big, with only three hundred people, it does not have so many intrigues and intrigues.

It was that song that Yu Xiaoyu sang just now, which calmed down the ghost of the wandering Taoist.

Then who is his resentment towards?
You can tell at a glance.

Fang Xuzi was originally a disciple of a small sect in the extreme south. He lived an ignoble existence and was bullied by others. Later, his sect was destroyed by his enemies. He escaped with his life because he was away on a business trip.

After doing all this, Yu Xiaoyu himself was confused and looked at Yu Chen blankly.

Even before the underworld collapsed, there were countless lives in the sky and on the earth that were wasted.

If the underworld is still alive, the next step should be to drink Meng Po soup, go through the road of hell, be judged for good and evil, and be reincarnated.

Not only that, but because of an accident, he met the daughter of the leader of an overseas sect. The two hit it off and became engaged for life.

So a bridge was built over the Huangquan, which was called Naihe, and a god was placed on the bridge, which was called Meng Po.

It was obvious that when the people sent by Yu Youyu saved his life, they had killed the traitors who intended to kill people and seize the treasure.

Then, almost instinctively, Yu Xiaoyu took a step forward uncontrollably, and couldn't help but think of the "inheritance" in the dream.

As the vague and trance-like song sounded, the violent and terrifying resentment slowly subsided and was absorbed into the body of the wandering Taoist. His terrifying roar and rage also eased slightly.

Yu Chen took two steps forward and stood in front of the ghost of the wandering Taoist.

His mouth felt like stones being rubbed together, making a hoarse and harsh sound.

He also took advantage of the situation and joined the overseas sect.

This year, Fang Xuzi was three hundred and thirty years old.

Originally, Fang Xuzi's destiny was to have children in this sect, practice enlightenment, and spend the rest of his life with the woman he fell in love with.

But something unexpected happened.

When he was three hundred and fifty years old, an outsider broke into the sect and demanded the Dinghai Pearl.

The sect master naturally refused and sternly refused.

The man became so angry that he went on a killing spree.

Fang Xuzi had never seen such a powerful and terrifying Qi practitioner. With a wave of his hand, endless clouds gathered, and countless dark thunders spread across the sky, falling down and covering the entire sea. The sect he belongs to is no match at all.

Not only was Ding Haizhu robbed, but most of them were killed or injured.

In order to repay his kindness, Fang Xuzi resisted desperately, but was blown to the bottom of the sea in one breath. His bones were broken, his organs were displaced, his soul collapsed, and he was dying.

When he finally endured endless pain and swam up from the bottom of the sea, all he saw was an island full of corpses.

Even his pregnant wife was nailed to death on the island by a dark spike.

Looking at his wife who was in despair and pain, with her chest and abdomen penetrated, and the poor child in her belly who died before seeing the light of day, Fang Xuzi was so stunned that one of his eyeballs popped out.

This was not a serious injury for the Duhe Qi Shi, but Fang Xuzi did not let it heal on its own.

Just to remember the pain today!

Fortunately, he escaped with his life. After recuperating, he returned to the extreme south.

While working on his old job, he was looking for traces of his enemy.

But no matter how hard I looked, I couldn't find it.

Coupled with the serious injury that damaged his soul, his cultivation has not improved at all over the years.

Every night, Fang Xuzi was awakened by nightmares, which were of the warm time in the island sect.

Laughter, joy and peace.

But before the happiest time, everyone was waiting for the child in his wife's belly, that is, when the next sect leader was born.

That guy is here.

Destroy everything that Fang Xuzi cares about and values.

In pain and resentment, Fang Xuzi spent more than a hundred years.

But still no news about the enemy was found.

The long period of silence made him even wonder if the guy had died somewhere.

It wasn't until he was five hundred years old, about twenty years ago, that everything changed.

That year, something happened that shocked the entire South China Sea.

In the restricted area of ​​the South China Sea, a terrifying evil demon stepped out, destroying the heaven and earth, occupying the sea, and causing harm to the people!

The ruler of the South China Sea, the legendary Lord Yama in the Yama Holy Land, got angry and took action to suppress the evil demon.

In that battle, the sky collapsed, the earth shattered, the sun and moon lost light, the sky collapsed, the earth shattered, and the sea evaporated.

In the end, the Holy Lord was injured, the evil spirit was suppressed and killed, and the body fell into the sea and disappeared.

——This is everyone’s understanding.

But in Fang Xuzi's memory, this was not the case.

After the evil spirit died, the remains of his body were scattered into the sea and fell into the sea.

The broken head happened to fall not far from Fang Xuzi.

When he saw it, he felt dizzy and trembling all over!

Fortunately, that terrifying head soon became silent.

Then, after he was completely dead, he spat out a blackened jade pendant from his mouth.

Fang Xuzi accidentally picked up the jade pendant and ran away.

In the end, he was still targeted by the surrounding Qi warriors and chased him all the way.

From the extreme south, I ran to Shangjing.

Fang Xuzi finally couldn't hold it any longer.

At this moment, I met Tianzun Zheng Yuan.

The latter saw that Fang Xuzi had a treasure, but he did not snatch it away. He only warned him that "an ordinary man is not guilty, but he is guilty of having a treasure in his possession."

At this moment, Fang Xuzi knew that his pursuers were already behind him, and if he was caught up, he would die.

So he felt guilty and told Tianzun Zheng Yuan that if he could save him, he would give him the burnt black jade pendant as a reward.

Tianzun Zheng Yuan looked sad, as if he had something on his mind, and didn't care much about the so-called jade pendant.

Until Fang Xuzi said something.

——Holding a jade pendant in your hand can connect Yin and Yang!
This is what he discovered when he ran away with the jade pendant. When he held the jade pendant in his hand, he could see the things from the underworld!
At that moment, Fang Xuzi felt that the middle-aged man in front of him had changed.

Like a terrifying demon, he opened his eyes.

At this moment, the group of pursuers arrived.

Tianzun Zheng Yuan raised his hand and killed them all!
Fang Xuzi also kept his promise and handed him the burnt black jade pendant.

In return, Tianzun Zheng Yuan allowed him to stay in Tianzun Mansion.

At this time, Fang Xuzi had no hope of finding his enemy.

——Perhaps the other party is already dead? Otherwise, he has searched all over the extreme south, why can't he find anyone?

So he simply stayed in Tianzun Mansion, planning to stay there until his life span was exhausted and his body and soul disappeared.

until a certain day.

Once again, he met his enemy.

In Shangjing, thousands of miles away from the South China Sea.

(End of this chapter)