At the foot of the Netherworld, in front of the gates of hell.

That night, the soul of Moqin Meng, with long hair and shoulders, sat cross-legged on the black boulder, just like nine thousand years ago. Outside the fog of Shura, the ghost saint had a wisp of remnant soul, kneeling silently.

A tear that shouldn't have been there was scattered in the wind, but the Demon Qin Meng Soul was indifferent.

For nine thousand years, it should be said that Meng Soul has always wanted to kill the ghost saint. Moqin Meng Soul is not afraid of the name of killing his father, but he sticks to his promise to his mother. The hatred and resentment in my heart have never faded with the passage of time.

Outside the Shura fog, the remnant soul of the ghost saint can be destroyed at any time.

The shaky phantom can vaguely see the terrifying face of the ghost saint before his death. Half of the human face is full of magic scars, and the other half is a white bone skeleton, without a trace of flesh and blood, and now it is just a bleak white shadow.

No one knew that the face of the ghost saint was actually injured by the ghost. Thinking back in the day, the black water ghost man, handsome and graceful, unmatched, I don't know how many women in the sea wilderness were obsessed and willing to dedicate themselves. The ghost saint also left a lot of romantic debts because of this.

However, more than 10,000 years ago, there was a woman from the West, whose name was like smoke and her elegance was peerless. The black water ghost saint, bitterly in love with this woman, longing day and night, chasing for a hundred years, and finally won her heart.

However, the country is easy to change, and the nature is difficult to change. The merry ghost saint, after a long time, finally refused to be lonely and stayed, fell in love with one person, and began to wander the sea again, attracting countless bees and butterflies.

Back then, the female cultivator who died under the ghost like smoke and sword did not know how many. However, even if the ghost is like smoke and kills everything, it will be difficult to recover the heart of the ghost saint. Finally, when one of the ghost saint's favorite female cultivators died under the ghost sword, a big battle finally broke out between the two people.

The ghost is invincible, and that time, the magic used by the ghost is not owned by the sea wilderness. The ghost saint has seen the unseen and unheard of. Under the anger, the ghost Ruyan said to herself that she was from Tianzhou, and she was wronged to marry, but the ghost saint did not cherish it. The ghost saint laughed wildly and was unconvinced, and wantonly insulted the ghost like smoke.

Suddenly, the ghost like smoke ruined the appearance of the ghost saint, making it impossible to recover for the rest of his life.

After that, I don't know if the ghost saint really repented, or the ghost was like smoke and deterrence, the ghost saint really repented. No longer leaving the black water netherworld, but practicing penance day and night. And ghosts are like smoke, in the face of such a ghostly saint, regret and love are intertwined, and they are opposite to them day by day. But he was willing to eat it.

However, below the calm. Hidden wind and waves.

One day three hundred years later. The ghost is like smoke and suddenly goes crazy, and the seven souls want to fly. At that time, Shen Yan and Shen Ming were just swaddling.

Before the ghost Ruyan died, Meng Soul was summoned by his mother. However, Ghost Ruyan didn't say much, only said that his catastrophe had come. There is no reversal of death.

At the same time, his death had nothing to do with the Ghost Saint, so Meng Soul promised himself that he would never seek revenge on the Ghost Saint. but to guard the gates of the Netherworld and Hell, and not to let anyone enter.

Ghost Ruyan personally wiped everything of Meng Soul on the life and death book of the Immortal Ghost Sect, and handed him an ancient scroll.

That day was the saddest day in Meng Soul's life, and it was also the most unforgettable. All of his mother's requests, Meng Soul will agree, and he will definitely do it.

No one is more important than their mother.

The ghost is like smoke, and the elegance is peerless. Mother's smile is the most beautiful, and sleep is the most peaceful. Meng Soul will never forget that the moment his mother closed her eyes, there was a tear in the corner of her eye, which never fell.

The ghost is like smoke and goes into the devil, and from beginning to end, the ghost saint has not come to see the ghost like smoke. Desperate for this, for Meng Soul, the ghost saint must not be forgiven.

The ghostly death may always be a mystery.

However, on that day, the ghost saint who had never appeared suddenly was on the top of the Netherworld Mountain, looking up to the sky. The happy laughter spread throughout the entire Sanctuary and lasted for a long time.

Some people say that for thousands of years, the ghost saint has never seen such a prodigal pleasure.

Everyone understands that the ghost saint has endured for three hundred years, just for the moment when the ghost died like smoke. Since then, there have been nearly hundreds of years on the top of the Netherworld, singing and dancing, singing and singing every night.

It's just that I saw countless bewitching women coming from the sea wilderness, but no one left. The colorful light and laughter can't seem to hide the darkness of the Netherworld. Meng Soul didn't know when the black ghost mountain top had been truly calm.

Later, the ghost was buried in smoke, and Meng Soul never saw his mother again.

The black and white priest of the Immortal Ghost Sect, guessing the meaning of the ghost saint, wanted to kill Meng Soul, but he didn't know why he didn't do it in the end.

However, there was no name in the book of life and death, and Meng Soul became a wandering soul and the most special existence of the Immortal Ghost Sect. From that day on, Meng Soul sat alone at the gate of hell. Singing and playing the piano, cultivating for the day, nine thousand years in the blink of an eye.

In nine thousand years, Meng Soul had not spoken a word to the Ghost Saint again. The ghost saint did not go to the gate of hell and glanced at Meng Soul.

I don't know, when and what day, after the Netherworld Mountain, it became the forbidden land of the Immortal Ghost Sect, and it became the realm of the Demon Qin Meng Soul.

"The Yellow Spring Road, the flowers on the other side are blooming, the life is not seen, and the world is unforgettable. But how can the bridge be on the rock, the water of the Lethe River is flowing, how can you keep your intestines?"

I don't know, how many days and nights, Meng Soul's sad singing voice lingered on the top of the Netherworld.

At that time, no one will ever see it.

On the top of the Netherworld, a lonely black figure like Meng Soul, revealing that ugly face that people couldn't bear to look at, half-leaning on the top of the Netherworld Mountain, a ghostly stone statue like smoke, drunk and broken, tears scattered into the void.

Cardamom dreams, who allows the land to be desolate, who bears the sea and the rocks? The old road of three lives, thousands of catastrophes, ghost girls are like dreams and smoke. That strange girl of the Three Realms left the ghost saint with too many mysteries and too many memories and struggles.

It is the most spoken sentence between the ghost saint and the drunken life and dream of death.

No one can see the ghosts like smoke, including the ghost saints, and naturally no one can see the ghost saints, including Meng Soul.

Time passed, and tonight finally waited for the day when the ashes were gone. Meng Soul saw the ghost saint whose soul was scattered, in fact, how did Meng Soul know that nine thousand years ago, the soul of the ghost saint had already scattered with the ghost like smoke.

That night, outside the fog of Shura, the remnants of the ghost saint were desolate, and their voices were like weeping.

The wisp of soul that wants to disperse is completely unable to be spoken, it is just an obsession of the ghost saint that has not been dispersed, he is just to go back to before Meng Soul.

Ghost Talk!

It was a language that only the Immortal Ghost Sect's Tribulation Power could understand. It's just that the remnant soul of that wisp of soul told Meng Soul may really be a ghost talk.

"Ghost Ruyan is a native of Tianzhou, with the mission of Tianzhou, wandering the Three Realms, in order to find the ghost coffin and come to the sea wilderness! She wandered the two worlds of Shura and the sea wilderness, just to find the coffin. ”

"The Immortal Ghost Sect is nothing more than a pawn used by ghosts. I didn't kill ghosts, her death is a mystery. However, her death must have something to do with me. Back then, maybe I owed her too much. ”

"Netherworld Hell is a passage to the realm of the Shura Demon Continent. The ghost himself buried himself in hell. Netherworld hell, I don't know how many tens of thousands of years it has existed. No one can enter until the ghost is like smoke. ”

"Ghosts are the only ones who can come and go in hell freely. In hell, there may be a lot of ghosts in the past. She practiced in it for countless years. There may be many mysteries in hell. ”

"Nine thousand years of bitter infamy, I don't want to have the slightest excuse. In fact, I have been searching for the cause of your mother's death, but to no avail. In Hell, there may be an answer. ”

"Back then, there was a coffin in the Northern Kingdom, which was mistaken for a ghost coffin! In the end, although it was not a ghost coffin, it definitely came from the Shura realm, and it is not known who laid down the situation in the Northern Kingdom back then. ”

"In addition to the ghosts, there are still people in the sea wilderness, but everything is far away. ”

"I have a secret mantra, which has been passed down by the ancestors of the Immortal Ghost Sect by word of mouth, and it is the inheritance of the saints of the Immortal Ghost Sect. The ultimate inheritance of our Immortal Ghost Sect comes from the Shura Demon Continent Realm. This mantra is said to be able to open all the obstacles of the hell and the underworld, and go straight to Shura! That is the destination of our immortal ghosts. ”

"One day, if calamity strikes, you may be able to search for everything. ”

"Meng Soul, you are lucky, because you have love and hate. I have struggled too much in my life, but I don't know how to love and hate, and I don't know why I was born. ”

That night, a clear secret spell poured into Meng Soul's mind, it was countless runes in the Shura Realm, but Meng Soul comprehended it in an instant.

Regardless of whether Meng Soul admits it or not, the so-called dispersion of the soul and the return of blood and bones are nothing more than self-deception, and Meng Soul is the blood of immortals and ghosts after all.

That night, although Meng Soul didn't want to believe the words of the ghost saint, his heart trembled. Those nonsense words still touched Meng Soul's heart that had not been touched for nine thousand years.

In hell, there are six reincarnations, and there is a gate for burial. Within hell, it leads directly to the Shura Demon Continent. There is no way out of the sea, and the Shura Demon Continent must have the roots of the Immortal Ghost Sect.

A wisp of the soul of the ghost saint gradually dissipated in the mist of Shura.

Meng Soul's black hair was flying, and the look in his eyes was lonely and tired. Meng Soul turned around and looked at him who had been guarding for nine thousand years, and had never entered the swarthy hell.

The ghost saint, dissipated before hell. Mother, sleep peacefully in hell. The root veins of the Immortal Ghost Sect are also in hell.

Hell is an immortal mystery!

However, at this time, Meng Soul looked at the other side deadly. He wouldn't let the third son of Ziyou and Xiao Luo disturb his mother's sleep. (To be continued......)