There is an inn in the sky

Chapter 468

Five bat days, still dark.

However, dots of light can be seen slowly flying up from below and falling on the five mountains made up of bats...

Bats flew out of the bat mountain.

Blessed to return to the world...

Yan Qingkong stood in the void and watched quietly. The fourth heaven was indeed different from the other heavens, which surprised him somewhat.

Soon after, he came out of the Five Bat Heaven.

"If the fourth heaven is the Five Bat Heaven; then the third heaven is the Hehou Heaven; the second heaven is the Mountain Ghost Heaven; the first heaven is the Tubo Heaven."

Yan Qingkong walked and talked, naming the four heavens one by one.

However, he didn't write it down, so it's not an official name, it's just temporarily replacing the number of heavens with the name.

At this time, he came to the fifth floor, opened the "Longevity Book" and looked at it.

"Flower pots dropped from the sky?"

Among the ghost dishes, Yan Qingkong was taken aback when he saw the name of a new dish.

Flower pots fell from the sky, what is the name of this dish?
How does it feel weird?

Could it be that after eating this ghost dish, a flower pot will fall from the sky?
Yan Qingkong was amazed and rather curious, so he bought this dish.

And the ingredients needed for this ghost dish turned out to be Bana flowers, which reminded Yan Qingkong of the first time he made ghost dishes.

The other shore flower pestered him, wanting to hear a love story...

In addition to the other shore flowers, there are also yellow spring water and special firewood Yinling wood.

"Why do you feel that this ghost dish is a bit weird?"

After a while, Yan Qingkong said something to himself, and then bought the Bianhua, Yellow Spring Water and Yinling Wood.

Not long after, the mysterious stone man drove the mysterious stone cart, and sent dozens of flowers from the other side, a pot of yellow spring water, and a piece of Yinling wood.
The Bianhua is still as red as blood, looks extremely coquettish, and exudes a special aura.

Seeing it again, Yan Qingkong was still amazed.

This is the legendary Bianhua that was born on Huangquan Road, by the Wangchuan River, and on the other side of the sea of ​​bitterness!
Guide the souls of the dead to the hell of the nether world...

Since the other shore flower really exists, it means that there is a underworld.

However, Yan Qingkong has opened up the fourth heaven and canonized some gods, but there is still no shadow of the underworld.

What exactly is going on?

If there is no underworld, how can the souls of the dead be placed?
We can't send all of them to Tubotian, or destroy them all, right?Even if some of them are sent to Tubo Heaven and the other part is destroyed, it is still inappropriate.

The destination of the dead should be the underworld, the underworld, and reincarnation.

Yan Qingkong frowned slightly, always feeling weird, as if something went wrong.

After a while, he recalled the scene when he smelled the fragrance of flowers for the first time, and he saw scenes of hazy scenes...

The sky cracked, the earth shattered, everything wept blood, Yingjie roared, blood flowed oar...

that……

It made him feel sad.

Yan Qingkong pondered for a moment, then leaned towards the Bi'an flower to smell it, but unfortunately, the Bi'an flower could no longer awaken the memory of his previous life, and seemed to have lost its effect.

He was a little disappointed.

He was still very curious about his previous life, wanting to know what happened.Moreover, as long as I think of my previous life, there is an inexplicable sadness...

This made him even more curious.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a hazy picture:

In the dark, cold and dead void, there is a shocking bronze coffin.

The coffin is simple and unpretentious, hundreds of meters long, and exudes a mysterious atmosphere that is more shocking than darkness and coldness.

Yan Qingkong couldn't help but startled when he saw it, what is this?
He took a closer look and saw some vague patterns on the body of the coffin, full of vicissitudes of time.The ancient coffin hung quietly, motionless, as if it had been there since ancient times, making people feel endless desolation and eternity.

On the eight corners of the inner and outer coffins, a black iron rope as thick as the mouth of a bowl was tied, tightly locking the ancient coffin.

Every iron chain leads to the depths of the darkness, and there is no end to it.

The iron chain has been hammered and tempered, thick, long and strong, and the little black light makes it look extremely cold.

The iron chain was thrown across the sky, and the coffin was locked in the void!
It's like a sky burial.

When Yan Qingkong gradually saw it clearly, his mind shook violently.

This is a forbidden place where even the gods dare not set foot, but there is an ancient bronze coffin that seems to have existed since ancient times...

The hazy picture flashed by.

However, its appearance made Yan Qingkong feel very sad, as if someone had died again.

In the flickering corner of the screen, Yan Qingkong seemed to see an ancient stone ship breaking through the darkness on the other side of the darkness.The stone boat is thousands of feet long and hundreds of feet high. It is pure white and flawless. It is made of huge pieces of white jade. It exudes a holy light, which is extremely sacred.

Like riding the wind and breaking the waves, it is unstoppable.

boom--

Electric flint!

He saw the stone boat hit the iron chain, but he saw nothing, and the picture disappeared completely.

"Iron ropes across the sky, void lock coffin!"

It took Yan Qingkong a long time to come back to his senses, who was buried in the bronze coffin?

And what is the origin of that thousand-foot stone ship?
Is this what I saw in my previous life?

Yan Qingkong frowned.

However, the scene just now does not seem to be the scene of the previous life recalled because of smelling the fragrance of the other shore flower.

After he moved the other shore flowers, yellow spring water, etc. into the kitchen, he came to the tea table to drink tea.And in his mind, that scene appeared again, thinking about what it meant.

"That stone boat looks a bit like it came to pick up the bronze coffin..."

Yan Qingkong analyzed, but in fact, it was all based on feeling, and there was no information at all from the flashing images.

What is the Longevity Inn hiding?
Yan Qingkong couldn't understand more and more.

After a while, he returned to the kitchen, ready to make the ghost dish "Flower Pots Fall from the Sky".

Because the yin tree has been buried in the ground for a long time, absorbing the yin energy of the world, it has been formed after thousands of years.Its quality is like jade, its color is like ink, its coldness is like ice, and its hardness is like iron; it will never fade, rot, or worm...

"It should be quite suitable for making a cold flying sword, but unfortunately..."

Holding a piece of Yinling wood, Yan Qingkong felt a bone-piercing icy cold, but unfortunately he couldn't bring it out of the Longevity Inn.

Moreover, it is rare in the world, and the price is much more expensive than agarwood.

The Yinling wood burned, emitting a blue and coquettish flame, causing the temperature of the entire kitchen to drop sharply, as if it was winter in the twelfth lunar month.

After a while, the yellow spring water in the pot boiled, exuding a strange yin energy, which could make people have horrible hallucinations.

But Yan Qingkong...

Will not be affected now.

At this time, he looked at the incomparably bright Bianhua, and asked, "Do you want me to tell a love story that can make you cry?"

A Bana flower is nodding.

"Knock three times in front of the Wangchuan River and let go, and the couple in the high hall..."

Yan Qingkong told another Bianhua the love story he heard from the Bianhua last time.

When he finished speaking, that Bianhua burst into tears and jumped into the pot by herself.

A ghost dish becomes...

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(End of this chapter)