I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 663: Treasure Demon King, Falling into the Sea

Wen Yan learned his lesson this time. If the old master didn't tell him, Wen Yan wouldn't ask. If he did ask, the old master would probably say bluntly, "I just don't want to tell you."

The old Taoist wanted to visit the Sea of ​​the Dead, and Wen Yan didn't know how to help.

Thinking carefully, he fell into the Sea of ​​the Dead twice, once by chance, and once because of the demon god.

What he knew best was how he rushed back from the Sea of ​​the Dead.

I'll have to ask someone how to get there later.

By the way, I also need to make it clear to the old Taoist priest that even when there is no Wind of Peace in the Sea of ​​the Dead, it is totally unsuitable for living people to appear.

The air there is so dry that it irritates the throat if you breathe for a long time. The erosion of power and rules is everywhere, which is much more intense and heavy than that in the underworld.

That place is a pure dead zone. According to Wen Yan's understanding, the rules of death are contained therein. Things that cannot die under normal circumstances will also die there.

In addition, it is so desolate and silent that anything that enters it will face the situation of being unable to continue.

Those strange guys who claim to be immortal and can be resurrected even after death, if they die there, they are basically really dead.

Wen Yan explained everything to the old Taoist priest in detail so that he could understand it first.

After all, he thought to himself, no one else had the conditions he had.

Even so, he was partially immune to the power of the Wind of Rest, and his resistance was almost at its maximum. After being blown by the Wind of Rest, he felt a little dizzy.

Wen Yan talked on and on, drank two pots of tea, and talked for more than an hour before he finished what he had to say.

In addition to how to go, you also need to make it clear what to prepare, how much to prepare, how to get back, etc.

After he finished speaking, Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief, drank a sip of tea, and then watched the old Taoist priest carefully record some key words and repeat them to memory.

He suddenly thought of a key issue.

The old Taoist priest has to go through trials and tribulations, look for opportunities, and find his own way.

It certainly can't be a magic sword, right?
"Hiss..." Wen Yan took a breath of cold air: "Old Heavenly Master, are you...going down the mountain?"

"You can't tell, can you?"

"I really didn't see it."

Wen Yan thought that whenever the old Heavenly Master appeared in the past, his magic sword would always appear instead of his real body, and there had never been an exception.

Wen Yan didn't know how many years it had been since the old Taoist priest came down the mountain.

All I know is that for many years, no matter how cold or hot it was, no matter it was a festival, the old Taoist priest always stood guard on the cliff over the sea of ​​clouds.

Unexpectedly, the old master's continuous actions over the years have desensitized everyone.

When Wen Yan suddenly saw the old Taoist priest appear alone, he would assume that this was the old Taoist priest's magic sword.

What would those people who have been accustomed to it for many years and the outliers think?
I'm afraid that this time when the old Taoist priest came down the mountain, he did not hide anything at all, just like in the past.

After confirming that it was the old Heavenly Master himself, Wen Yan's face suddenly turned bitter. Only then did he deeply realize how great the impact of this incident might be.

"You are embarrassing me, old man. How dare I take you there?"

“I’ve already arranged it.

This is my true heart.

You are a cultivator yourself, you should know that you can't stop me, and no one can stop me.

If I don't dare to go this time, it would be a small matter to miss the opportunity.

But if your mind is clouded in the future, there will be no possibility of making further progress.

We, the pioneers, do not do scientific research.

When doing scientific research, you can try and make mistakes little by little after you have a direction.

Accumulate slowly, even if you don’t achieve your goal, you may still gain something in the end.

But we are different. We want to be pioneers and overcome all obstacles.

The first step is the direction, which is also the actual operation.

Therefore, our first step cannot be wrong and must be perfect.

If you want to do your best, you must do it to the utmost, or even twelve points.

In the future, when there is a direction and the road is paved, the younger generations can still follow even if they have only walked 70%, 80%, or even 50% or 60% of the way.

If it were you, would you stop moving forward because of this? "

Wen Yan fell silent.

If he were in the other's shoes, he would also choose to fight to the death and would never back down on such an issue.

Precisely because he is a cultivator, he can understand better.

After a long time, Wen Yan sighed.

"Old Heavenly Master, does the General Manager know?"

"know."

"Does anyone at Tianshi Mansion know?"

"Only one person knows."

"Okay, I won't ask any more questions, you must have arranged everything.

Let me make it clear first, if anyone from the Tianshi Mansion comes to trouble me about this matter in the future.

Then I will beat him up.”

"If you don't like someone, just beat him up." The old Taoist priest laughed, fumbled in his arms, took out a black and purple wooden token, and threw it to Wen Yan: "Use this to beat him up, your hands won't hurt."

"..."

Wen Yan had no choice but to ask the old Taoist priest to sit for a while while he went to find someone for advice.

After he came back last time, he also used the things in the Sea of ​​the Undead as coordinates to try to see if he could open the door.

The final result was the same as when he was in the underworld. He could open the door, but it was the wrong door, like there was a window that could not be opened.

For matters like this, Wen Yan could only go to Gao Si to ask.

When Gao Si heard Wen Yan's question, he was stunned for a long time.

Only people have studied how to escape after falling into the Sea of ​​the Dead.

But no one has ever tried to study how to fall into it voluntarily.

Gauss thought about it, but he couldn't think of any simple and quick way to fall directly into the Sea of ​​the Dead.

Anyway, I will definitely go to Purgatory first.

Only after falling into Purgatory can you find a way to fall into the Sea of ​​the Dead before it becomes feasible.

"Gauss, you know, whenever I encounter something difficult, I will think of you first.

Apart from you, I can't think of anyone else who has the ability to make people fall into the Sea of ​​the Dead.

Of course, it's best to do it quietly and not let anyone know.

If this gets known, it could be very troublesome.”

Gauss touched his chin, frowned, and remained silent for a long time.

Then he stretched out a finger and pressed it on his temple, and it felt as if his brain was being pulled out.

Those things that were pulled out quickly changed in his hands and turned into a thick book that was half a meter wide.

"Wait a minute, I can't remember, let me look through these things I forgot."

Wen Yan's eyes suddenly widened, and they lit up like light bulbs. "Gauss, you are simply a treasure-hunting devil. Is this trick... the way that devils and demons hide their real names?
Make yourself forget some things, so that you can't steal key information by any means?"

"It's a bit like that. These are just some things I forgot on purpose. There are some things I don't want to remember, and some things I forgot because remembering them would cause trouble and waste time. If you want to learn, I'll teach you later. It's very simple. Just cut off a part of your brain and turn it into a record book."

"..."

Wen Yan's expression froze.

"Forget it. I'm too untalented to learn it."

"It's okay. When you die in the future, I will drag you down and turn you into a devil. Then you will definitely be qualified to learn."

Gauss replied and then started flipping through the book attentively.

When he turned to a certain page in those books, he would remember the contents thereon, but after turning it over, those contents would be sealed back into the book and he would forget them as soon as he saw them.

After a moment, Gauss pointed to one of the pages.

“Found it. There was once a god who wanted to imitate the heaven of your Shenzhou and build a magic palace.

Unfortunately, the power required for that thing was too great, and it failed in the end.

It can only make magic into something that anyone can learn and anyone can master.

The main reason why that god failed was because other gods, demons, devils, etc. all opposed him.

In the end, the god was also stigmatized and eventually thrown into purgatory.

He eventually took the initiative to go to the Sea of ​​the Dead and disappeared completely.

Before he disappeared, he left behind a deck of tarot cards, one of which was a Death card, which was the thing that could ensure that he would fall into the Sea of ​​the Dead instead of other strange places.

Let me see who holds this card now...

Hey, why is it Valak?"

Gao Si was a little dumbfounded, and Wen Yan was also a little dumbfounded.

Valak, the shame of the demon god? The Valak who was able to bring the performance of an exorcist to the gold medal by himself because he was repeatedly expelled. The cowardly Valak I saw last time?
Ever since Valak was expelled from the territory of China last time, he has been running around in Europe like a wild dog. In the past few months, he has not been expelled again. Instead, he seems to be in his element and is living a very comfortable life.

This is also the only demon god that is not valued by the church.

Anyway, this guy can't do anything that will have a big impact.

Especially since time had passed so long and Valak had been evicted so many times that the youngsters of that time had all taken over.

The youngsters back then all had a somewhat strange relationship with this demon god.

In this situation, since Valak himself couldn't really do anything big, at most he would possess someone for fun and then be exorcised by the exorcist.

Most of those possessed were from poor families. After being possessed, the church expelled Valak dozens of times in order to prevent them from being spread, but they were unable to seal him, and they had to pay a sum of money every time.

Of course, it’s not hush money in name.

So much so that as time went by, the development of this matter became more and more weird.

Some poor people, if they happen to know some information, might even take the initiative to summon Valak.

Gauss looked at the contents of the book and suddenly realized.

"No wonder this shame of the demon god has been around for so long and has not been sealed yet."

Apart from the fact that the harmfulness itself is indeed relatively low, after decades of development, its business has become a mess and it is worse than a ghost.

The most important reason is that Valak holds a powerful weapon in his hand.

If they hold this thing and don't suddenly go and kill some big shot, but just possess some poor people for fun, the church will really have to endure it.

"Can you contact Valak?"

"Let me try."

Gauss came to the basement and picked up a few things on the table at random, including half a leftover beef patty, and threw them all down as summoning materials.

"Valak, I need your help."

It was a very casual summoning, but after more than ten seconds, a cloud of smoke rose from the ritual array.

Valak appeared inside, holding the half beef patty left by Gauss, and asked while eating.

"Ah, it's the Lord of Pain, what do you want from me..."

Valak said it casually, and when he saw Wen Yan, his eyes immediately lit up. He stopped eating the beef patties and seamlessly switched into the Nanwu County dialect.

"Thunder Monkey..."

"Don't show off. I don't speak the language of Nanwu County."

"Oh, so it's the respected sir who is looking for me. If there is anything I can do for you, just let me know."

"I want to borrow your Death Card for a bit... Well, it's not a loan, I want you to open the portal to the Sea of ​​the Dead and send the two of us down."

"This... it's very difficult to force someone to fall into the Sea of ​​the Dead."

"It's not forced, the difficulty is very low."

"Oh, that's much easier." Valak stretched out a hand, reached into his stomach, and took out a card. The card shook in his hand, and an identical one fell out. He handed the one that fell to Wen Yan.

“You know, I don’t want to cause trouble, of course, mainly I don’t want to cause trouble for Shenzhou.

So, I don’t want to know why, and I don’t want to know who it was. Please don’t tell me.

If you hold this card in your hand and burn it in Purgatory, you will fall into the Sea of ​​the Dead.

Other than that, I don’t know anything.”

"Okay Valak, I haven't seen you today."

Hearing this, Valak immediately smiled, waved his hand, and turned into smoke and disappeared into the ceremony, taking away half of the golden beef patty that was offered as a sacrifice.

Because he knew everything else, except for this half of a golden beef patty, which he had never seen before...

Anything that can be used as a sacrifice by the Demon King of Pain must be extraordinary!
Wen Yan got the things, and the rest was easy.

Gauss didn't want to know why, so he gave Wen Yan something and taught him how to use it.

Two hours later, Wen Yan brought the old Taoist priest and the supplies they needed to bring to the underground beehive.

In an empty floor, Wen Yan began the magic ritual given by Gauss. When he was about to step in, the old Taoist priest reached out to stop him.

“Just don’t go, I know you have good intentions and you can come back.

You can also do something when you encounter an emergency.

But that wouldn’t be my chance to seek fortune or to experience adversity.

Ten days later, if I am not dead, please come and help me again.

If I died there, there would be no need to look for my body.

It is better to die on the road of seeking the truth and be buried on the road of seeking the truth than to be buried in Longhu Mountain. "

The old Taoist priest said this, glanced at Wen Yan's arm and smiled.

"If I hadn't come back, the magic sword would have been yours."

The gray cloth immediately floated out, condensing into several faces, one face was crying, one face was mourning, one face was full of reluctance, and one face was full of worry...

The old Taoist priest was amused and laughed.

"Don't pretend, this is for you, not Wen Yan."

After saying this, the old Taoist priest stepped into the ceremony, shouted loudly, "I'm leaving now," and disappeared in one step.

Following the ritual and falling into purgatory, the old Taoist priest took out the card again. The card ignited without fire, and the flames spread rapidly, covering the old Taoist priest's entire body, wrapping up his body and continuing to fall.

(End of this chapter)