The sermon begins with the dragon and the horse

Chapter 467
"Hey, where did those two annoying old guys go?" Shen Ma looked around, there was silence, but compared with the previous days, he was a little more alive, after all, the power of darkness that overflowed outside was purified by him empty.

Following the old road he came from, he walked out of this forbidden land and walked towards the vast land far away. The False God Realm has a very long history, and it is a very unique place with many lost methods left behind.

Shen Ma still doesn't want to leave so soon, he wants to take a walk, take a look, and understand the Taoism of this world.

Every plant and tree here, every flower and stone, every mountain and river, every bit of it is constructed by spiritual energy, but in terms of senses and vision, there is no difference from the real world.

"In the spiritual world, every flower and grass are extremely real. If one day, my own sea of ​​consciousness has such abundant spiritual power, can it reflect the real life with the virtual?"

A streak of spiritual light flashed across his heart and turned into a blazing flame, illuminating a large area of ​​confusion.

He wandered slowly in the False God Realm, watching mountains and rivers, comprehending stone inscriptions and bone inscriptions, imagining the true meaning of the Great Dao.Before he knew it, he came to a swampy area.

Ahead, puddles of scarlet water swirled in the muddy swamp. It was blood, and there were rotting corpses and broken heads in it, emitting a stench.

On the cliff not far from the swamp, there stood two white-haired old men, Master Jingbi and Master Niao, who were looking at the misty area deep in the swamp with relish.

"Shh!"

Shen Ma stepped forward, and appeared behind the two veterans the next moment, and said, "What are you looking at? Is there a girl taking a bath in the swamp?"

Master Jingbi and Master Niao were startled by the sudden sound, staggered and almost fell off the cliff.

"Stinky boy, don't you know that people are scary, scared to death?" Master Niao turned his head, saw that it was Shen Ma, and said angrily.

"I'm not human." Shen Ma spread his claws and said with a smirk.

Hearing this, Bird Master almost vomited blood, he stiffened his neck, rolled up his sleeves, and said angrily: "Boy, do you know what it means to respect the old and love the young?"

"Hey, Mr. Bird, what's the matter? Isn't it just that the voice is a little louder. I'm not, I'll apologize to you." Shen Ma said helplessly, feeling that he was born to be at odds with this old guy. We have to fight.

"Hmph!" Master Bird turned his head away, most of his anger finally subsided.

"Boy, do you dare to enter the depths of the swamp to fight? There are a lot of talents from the upper realm, Shi Hao and Ge Gu also went in." Uncle Jingbi pointed to the distance and encouraged him with malicious intentions.

"The pride of the upper world? It's good to see it." Shen Ma nodded, and strode towards the depths of the swamp.

Seeing Shen Ma's back gradually drifting away, Master Niao and Master Jingbi swept away the previous gloom, and grinned.

"This time, I must toss him hard, sharpen my spirits, and don't let him come out easily." Master Niao smiled and narrowed his eyes.

"He is not even afraid of the earthen pots in the stone palace, this land of gods can only trap him for a while at most." Uncle Jingbi shook his head.

"For a while, just for a while, it's good to teach him a lesson. This old man has worked hard to sharpen the younger generation." Master Bird picked up the formula and chanted inexplicable spells. In an instant, the whole swamp became more gloomy.

"what!"

Shenma, who was walking in the swamp, stopped, looked around, and felt the oppression in the air was getting stronger, and the Wuxing field in all directions was covering him, like a millstone crushed on his body.

Not only that, the whole world also imprisoned his cultivation, blocked his whole body's divine power, making it difficult for him to move an inch.

"It's weird! The terrain I'm in has been changed..." Shen Ma immediately noticed that the ground under his feet was changing, away from the direction he was traveling in.

Before, he also saw figures moving in the depths of the mist ahead, suspected to be Ge Gu and Shi Hao, as well as some arrogances from the upper realm.But now, the place he was in was changing, sending him into an even older chaotic ancient land.

The underground is full of scarlet swamps, and it's hard to tell whether it's mud or plasma.The air was filled with bloody mist and a fishy smell.In the distance, a few dead trees comparable to Shenyue lay across, indescribably desolate.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, a bloody hand stretched out from the swamp, instantly confining the space, trying to drag Shenma down.

"boom!"

Before the bloody hand got close, Shen Ma stepped down suddenly, breaking the confinement, and the whole bloody hand was crushed by him, turning into little rain of light.

"Supreme wreckage! Has there ever been a supreme level war here?" Shen Ma pondered for a moment, and decided to investigate and find some relics.

The blood mist floated, steaming in the swamp, and soon after, it began to drizzle again, but the rain was blood-colored, pattering, and against the backdrop of dead trees and swamps, this area looked extremely strange.

"Quack quack!"

From time to time, there are blood crows flying over the sky. Some of them have one eye, some have missing legs, and some don't even have a head.

Corrupted corpses are still hanging from some ancient trees. It is conceivable that they were all extremely powerful practitioners during their lifetime, and even after dying for countless years, they still retain their spiritual remains.

Suddenly, a huge blood-colored lake appeared in front of it. It was thousands of miles wide. At a glance, it was very similar to the legendary Nether Blood Sea. I don't know how many monks died here.

However, to Shen Ma's surprise, the lake looked extremely calm, even the wind could not make a slight ripple, and it was so quiet that it made one's heart palpitate.

"Huh?!" Before entering, Shenma's primordial spirit gave frequent warnings, sensing every hint of crisis.

"Can there still be immortals here?" He shook his head, cut off the cowardice in his heart, and walked forward boldly.

When we got to the lake, everything was still so peaceful.The gentle breeze blows the twisted and deformed vegetation on the shore, and the blood-colored mist ripples like white clouds on a sunny day, blocking the scorching sun.

Peaceful, stable, and carefree, at this moment, Shenma only feels floating and independent from the world. There are immortals on the top shining on Qingming, and Bodhisattvas turning prayer wheels on the bottom. Xiangyaotai meets under the moon...

It seems that the beauty of this world surrounds him, and he is immersed in it. Fairies, fine wine, supreme scriptures, everything is within reach.

"If you have wine today, you will be drunk today!"

"Life must be enjoyed in a timely manner, and the flowers are full of love."

"People in the world don't know how to return when they are lost. It is useless to run around all day long. If you can jump out of the world of mortals, you will be immortal."

……

Unknowingly, someone seemed to be whispering in his heart, persuading him to have fun in time and enjoy the most beautiful things in the world, so that he would not be in vain in this world.

Shen Ma's eyes were blurred, and his tense body also relaxed, as if returning to his mother's embrace, which was extremely warm.

"Come on, return to my arms, and I will take you to become a fairy!" The inexplicable ravings sounded in Shenma's ears, guiding him to the lake of blood.

"Tap!"

Shen Ma stepped forward and walked towards...

(End of this chapter)