Immortal cultivation control group: The master of metaphysics is far ahead of the others

Chapter 61: Wrongly releasing the ghost, there is a virtual dust

The road of reincarnation, Mengpo soup!
When Li Jinchu saw the scene on the screen, he couldn't help but feel worried.

On the road of reincarnation, Mengpo Tang is the most confusing to souls. Even though they are not in soul state now, she is still worried. If Xuchen had not taken action just now, they would have probably stepped onto the Naihe Bridge and entered the road of reincarnation.

The Qiankun Mirror sensed Li Jinchu's inner fluctuations and communicated with him directly.

"Er Er, I have a way to make you come directly, do you want to come?"

"really?"

Li Jinchu was a little shaken. She was still worried about Li Chuan and the others.

"Stop talking nonsense! That place is connected to the underworld. It's easy to go there, but it's not easy to come back. Er Er, don't listen to his nonsense. If you are really confident, you can ask for a divination and see what to do." Xuan Ji was immediately furious when he heard the suggestion from Qiankun Jing.

It is already in the underworld. It knows how dangerous that place is. Yet it still lets Li Jinchu go there. Isn't that seeking death?

Li Jinchu stretched out his hand and counted with his fingers, but the result was that the secret of heaven could not be revealed. There was no fixed answer or accurate answer at all, and even the signs of death and life were not revealed.

This hexagram is too strange.

Does this mean that Heaven doesn’t know the answer either?

Thinking of this, Li Jinchu looked up at the sky. There were dark clouds in the sky and a bright moon. Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed in the sky, as if responding to what she was thinking.

Since I have nothing left, I might as well give it a try.

Whether it is a mule or a horse, you have to take it out for a walk.

"Xuan Ji, Qian Kun Jing, you two listen to me..." Li Jinchu stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers. Milky white gas came out of her hand. At the same time, her height and appearance were also changing.

Next to Naihe Bridge.

Meng Po watched the last ghost finish drinking the soup and enter the Naihe Bridge. Finally, she turned her gaze to a group of people standing not far from the bridge. She curled her lips slightly, revealing an extremely strange smile. Her voice was cold and a little ethereal, like a ghost.

"I wonder what brings you here? How about having a bowl of soup first?"

The other monks couldn't help but take a few steps back. Only a few of them stood firmly where they were, looking obediently at the charming woman in red.

"I don't know what to call you, Senior, and where is this place?"

Adhering to the principle of asking if you don't know, Li Chuan forced a smile, bowed respectfully, and asked.

When Meng Po heard this, she couldn't help but cover her mouth with her hands and laughed out loud. Her eyes were curved like crescent moons and as silver as autumn water. She glanced at Li Chuan with a burning gaze full of affection.

"This young man looks so familiar, may I know his name?"

Li Chuan felt his heart pounding, and was too scared to move. But now he had no way to retreat, so he had to bite the bullet and answer, "Li... Chuan, I haven't asked you yet, senior."

"Lichuan." Hearing the name, Meng Po could not help but repeat it. She didn't know what she was thinking of. A dark light flashed in her eyes. She looked at the group of people with a stern gaze, with a hint of warning and interest in her tone.

"This is not a place you can come to whenever you want. If you want to leave, you only need to leave half of the people behind. Now, I'll give you two hours. Those who survive can leave alive."

Hearing this, the monks glanced at each other and nodded.

"You are a witch, you are clearly deceiving us here. This place is just an illusion. Do you really think we will be fooled by you?" "That's right. You have the Buddhist treasure Mani Pearl here. You are just a ghost. What can you do to us?"

"This is just an illusion. Since you are so courageous, why don't you take my sword first?"

It was said that there was a man holding a magic sword and attacking Meng Po directly.

The rest of the people followed closely behind, and the lights of various colors were extremely brilliant and dazzling in this terrifyingly dark place.

"Hehe~" Meng Po couldn't help but burst out laughing. It had been a long time since she met such an interesting person. The last time she met one was hundreds of years ago. That little girl was quite interesting, but it was a pity that she had such an unpromising master.

At the moment when everyone attacked together, Meng Po raised her red sleeves, and a ball of black mist transformed into countless swallows that swooped down towards everyone, directly swallowing up those gorgeous spells. Even the swords in their hands were instantly corroded into a ball of black mist, and finally dissipated in the air.

Everyone was shocked when they saw the sword disappear in an instant.

"Amitabha, the Buddha's teachings are mighty!"

A sonorous and powerful breath was like a thousand-foot-long ray of light, reflecting countless beams of dazzling golden light that poked the black mist in all directions, and finally dissipated in the air. At the same time, even the golden light dissipated.

Seeing this scene, Meng Po couldn't help but sigh out loud.

"I didn't expect that Buddhism is so popular in this world."

Compared with the Dao method of that interface, it is not much different. It's just a pity. What's the use of a higher interface? In the end, won't it still turn into nothingness?

While Meng Po was sighing in her heart, she couldn't help but glance at Xu Chen coldly and couldn't help but chuckle, her tone full of sarcasm.

"Xu Chen, you are indeed a disciple carefully cultivated by the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect. But having said that, you still have a certain connection with us. If we hadn't released the ghost by mistake back then, you probably wouldn't be born in the Jiuzhou Continent now."

When Xu Chen heard this, his pupils shrank.

What does this mean? Could it be that they released the ghost on purpose?

Or is there something odd here?
The words of the woman in front of him were all explaining that they were spying on the Jiuzhou Continent, their interface, their resources, and even the ghosts in the Red Sun Secret Realm were created by them.

So this is not an environment at all, but their old nest in the Jiuzhou continent.

Therefore, they should not have been so bold as to come to this ruin just for the sake of any precious Buddhist treasures, nor should they have thought that they could get out of the Red Sun Secret Realm safely!

No wonder the predecessors who left here were silent about this ruin. Is it because of this reason?

"I can't see it again. What is hidden in that ruin? Every time I go there, the picture disappears."

"It's like this again. In less than two hours, as long as the ruins over there are ready to start a war, all the images will disappear in less than two hours. But what are those scenes we just saw?"

An old man who had traveled around the continent of Jiuzhou for many years and had a lot of experience recalled the scene just now and searched it carefully in his mind: "A woman in a red dress was working hard to serve soup to the ghosts, and the ends of the wooden bridge were full of gorgeous red flowers."

Suddenly his eyes widened, became dazed, and filled with disbelief.

Is it possible that the rumor is true?
That would be terrible if that were the case.

(End of this chapter)