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

Chapter 63 Enemy First Encounter

Led by the God Huatong, he forced out a drop of his own heart blood as a guide, assisted by the other three gods. They all remembered their own magical powers and divided them into two parts. A large part was sent into the secret realm, and the other small part was absorbed into the already dark screen.

One second

Two seconds
……

Time ticked by, and just when everyone counted to 20, one of the pictures suddenly lit up.

At this moment, the disciples standing by the Naihe Bridge were walking towards it at a strange and stiff speed. Their expressions were extremely stiff, their eyes were full of fear and terror. They wanted to step back, but their bodies were out of their control and they walked forward stiffly.

Step by step, the sound of their feet hitting the ground was like knocking on their hearts, inch by inch, they fell to the bottom of the valley.

Among them, the leader was Xu Chen. At this moment, the cassock on his body had lost its former luster and looked gray. His eyes were extremely peaceful. He glanced at Meng Po who was looking at them with a smile. There was peace and tranquility in his eyes, as if he was saying that it was nothing special.

Meng Po saw his gaze and snorted coldly: "Humph, no wonder that woman hates monks so much. She is so ignorant when she is facing a disaster and still acts like this."

After saying that, he started to scoop soup, filling the 20 bowls in front of him one by one.

At this moment, Xu Chen had already walked to the Naihe Bridge and came to the table. His hand reached out stiffly to the table and numbly picked up a bowl of soup. The people behind him also stepped forward one by one and stretched out their hands to pick up the bowl of soup below.

"This is Meng Po soup. It can make you forget the trivialities of the past and no longer have worries. Your head will be empty and your mental consciousness will return to the starting point, just like a newborn baby. In this way, you can reincarnate with peace of mind." Meng Po pointed at her head with one hand and at the soup in front of her with the other, and explained to them very considerately, but the smile on her lips looked weird.

Forget the past and reincarnate?

But aren’t they monks? Once they are gone, they are really gone. How can they have the chance to reincarnate? They are not mortals!

Seeing the confusion in their eyes, Meng Po reached out and tapped her chin, and for once, she was kind enough to explain to them.

"Do you know why there are so many ghosts staying in this ruin instead of scattering? It's because their bones are buried under the ruins here. They lose consciousness when they die. How painful is it to become a ghost controlled by others? Well, it's not painful. In just a blink of an eye, they no longer have their own consciousness, but their souls are alive!"

The voice was so abnormal and distorted with a hint of sharpness that it was almost crazy.

"You should be thankful that you are here today. You will eventually become ghosts here, working for the underworld, becoming ghost messengers here, serving the underworld..."

At this point, the voice suddenly stopped, and the pair of scarlet eyes stared at a certain place in the sky, with a cold smile on the corners of his mouth.

"Oh, you found me."

All the monks watching the screen were shocked. An inexplicable pressure spread from the screen, like a sharp knife piercing into their chests. The power was so strong that they could not resist, but it was also horrifying.

"Pfft!"

"puff!"

…………

The sound of people falling to the ground and vomiting blood was endless. The monks had painful expressions on their faces and were lying on the ground struggling hard. The tea and pastries on the table were scattered all over the floor, making a mess.

Li Songlin sat steadily on the high seat, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. His vicissitudes of life voice was filled with solemnity and questioning, as if he had traveled through time and space, carrying a murderous aura and landing above the Naihe Bridge.

"My fellow Taoist, I don't know why you want to turn them into ghosts, but since you have committed so many murders, aren't you afraid that the law of nature will not tolerate this and that you will have difficulty achieving the Great Dao?"

"Hahaha~" Hearing this, the woman couldn't help laughing out loud, as if she had heard some absurd joke. Her voice was sharp and piercing, no longer as gentle and sweet as at the beginning. She sounded like a crazy woman who was about to go crazy.

At the same time, the black aura on her body gradually spread, and the entire Naihe Bridge turned into a purgatory. The extremely gorgeous red flowers blooming in the river beside the bridge turned into ghost claws and ghosts. The ghost hands with black mist kept stretching out their hands towards the people on the shore, shouting.

"Save me, save me!"

"Give me back my life. I don't want to die."

"Pay it with your life!"

"........."

On both sides of the river, rows of dead branches and trees appeared at some point. Human faces were clearly visible on the trees, with bloodshot eyes and branches waving in all directions.

It was eerie and cold, with gusts of chilly wind.

What a hell on earth.

"I advise you all, at least you ignorant brains are here to teach me, what great path is difficult to achieve? My great path is the path of ghosts, my name has long been listed in the immortal class, and now I am the immortal in charge of the reincarnation path of the Naihe Bridge. It is your honor that they look down on your small place, and you still have the nerve to complain here." When she said this, Meng Po raised her eyes and glanced at the air with contempt, and waved her hand casually.

The picture broke, and the boundless and terrifying pressure came again, even more severe than the previous one.

Almost in an instant, all the benches were shattered into powder, only the people were safe and sound.

This is just a small lesson.

At this moment, there was horror in the eyes of all the cultivators, including Xu Chen. He had never thought that this ruin would actually hide such a big secret.

This devil, who is as crazy as a mad woman, actually has the nerve to say that she has already been included in the ranks of immortals. It is so ridiculous. Can immortals abuse others so unscrupulously?
But what if it's true?

In front of her, they had no power to fight back at all, including the Buddhist disciple Xuchen.

Li Jinchu, who was hiding in the dark, didn't want to say anything at this moment. Meng Po must have acted like this under instructions from above, otherwise, she would not have exposed herself so blatantly.

But why do they do this?
Li Jinchu didn't have time to think about it. Seeing that Xu Chen and his group were about to feed Meng Po soup into her mouth, she hurriedly used her magical powers.

A beam of golden light suddenly tore through the sky, covering the entire hellish Naihe Bridge.

"Ah~"

Incessant screams rang out, and the ghosts that had been struggling extremely hard just now showed expressions of pain on their faces. The deep ghost energy was constantly being devoured and turned into wisps of green smoke that disappeared in the air.

Such a powerful golden light of morality, such a familiar aura!!

The black aura on Meng Po's body was constantly being evaporated and swallowed up, and even her skin was constantly being burned, recovered, and then burned again, falling into an infinite cycle.

Even so, she acted as if she felt nothing. Her eyes were burning and she looked at the place in the sky where the golden light of morality was coming from with some caution. A long-lost smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

(End of this chapter)