Refining Demons to Become a Taoist: Refining 108,000 Insects at the Beginning.

Chapter 142 Hell is Empty

Chen Ming looked at Fairy Yuan Meng who had returned, hesitated for a moment, and then understood why she did that.

Fairy Yuanmeng’s longevity has come to an end!
Now that there is no spiritual energy in the southern border, she can still be safe and sound.

As soon as she takes a step forward, the calamity of eternal life will befall her.

Therefore, Fairy Yuanmeng hurried back.

"How could the calamity come so soon? I haven't figured out how to deal with it yet!"

"Could it be that I can only hide in a place where spiritual inspiration is cut off from now on?"

After Fairy Yuan Meng stepped into the southern border again, the feeling of impending disaster slowly dissipated.

Her expression was uncertain as she met Chen Ming's gaze.

Fairy Yuan Meng only felt that Chen Ming's eyes were full of mockery.

"Xuan Mingzi, if you hadn't deceived me with that illusion world and made me constantly think about the three disasters, how could my calamity have come so soon!" Fairy Yuan Meng shouted angrily.

At this time, Chen Ming had no time to pay attention to Fairy Yuan Meng.

He has achieved the body of a wizard god, and the strength of his physical body alone is comparable to that of a person in the Wanshou realm.

The changes in the physical body are reflected in the soul.

The map of the starry sky in his soul shone brightly and jumped out from Chen Ming's sea of ​​consciousness.

The altar in the bone jade bottle in Chen Ming's hand also flew out of the bottle by itself, echoing the starry sky map in the distance, emitting a mysterious light.

Unexpectedly, a portal was reflected in the void of the southern border, and no one knew where it led to.

The portal exuded infinite suction force, attracting the spiritual energy from other realms.

As inspiration poured into the portal, the starry sky appeared within the dark portal.

The lotus platform of creation in Chen Ming's sea of ​​consciousness also slowly emitted light, urging Chen Ming to step into the portal.

With the flow of this spiritual energy, the dried-up spiritual veins in the southern border were slowly showing signs of recovery.

Fairy Yuan Meng suddenly sensed her own calamity, which was about to befall her.

She was terrified and stared at the portal in the void!

"It was that portal that brought together the spiritual energy of this world, allowing the southern border to begin to recover!"

"As long as we break it and close it, the southern border will still be a Jedi, and we can prevent the disaster from happening!"

Fairy Yuan Meng discovered the source of the surge of spiritual inspiration and immediately took action, shaking the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, emitting a black light and attacking it.

However, the black light of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner only caused the portal to shake slightly twice before it returned to calm.

In a flash, Fairy Yuan Meng remembered how the Master of All Laws died under the calamity of longevity. Her body trembled, and she rushed towards the gate with the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in hand!
She must not die in this way!

Chen Ming's movements were faster than hers. He arrived at the door first and stepped in.

Fairy Yuan Meng followed closely behind and arrived in front of the portal. Behind the portal appeared the starry sky, emitting a strong spiritual energy.

Fairy Yuan Meng watched Chen Ming disappear into the portal, but did not dare to step in.

The inspiration from the outside world is still surging and converging into the portal.

Fairy Yuan Meng spread out the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in her hand to cover the door.

The inspiration from the outside world was circling, but seemed to lose its direction, and then slowly dissipated.

Only then did Fairy Yuan Meng breathe a sigh of relief.

However, the spiritual veins of the southern border were washed away by the spiritual energy and are now slowly recovering.

"We must not let the Southern Territory regain its vitality. Without the Jedi, my doom will come!"

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner blocked the portal in the void, and Fairy Yuan Meng could not leave, so she simply sat cross-legged in front of the portal, constantly drawing out the spiritual energy that had been restored in the southern border and transferring it into the portal.

By doing this, she still kept the spiritual power of the southern border cut off and prevented it from recovering.

The calamity of longevity slowly faded away under the perception of Fairy Yuanmeng.

But she was also trapped in the void, guarding the portal and unable to leave.

Just when Chen Ming completely disappeared in the portal, the Blue Lotus Buddha in the Buddha Realm sensed something. A ray of light flashed in the depths of bliss, and a Buddhist name was chanted, and then there was no movement. Far away in the East Land, on the Spirit Snake Mountain, a female cultivator stopped playing the piano, and the aura of the Mysterious Ice Soul Needle flashed on her body.

She didn't know why, but something in her mind made her look towards the southern border and bowed. Only then did her mood return to normal.

But when Chen Ming stepped into the portal, a road to the starry sky appeared under his feet.

"It means that I have achieved the body of a witch god, otherwise the pressure on this starry sky road would make it difficult for me to move forward!"

Chen Ming followed the road to the starry sky and didn't know how long he had walked.

The surroundings suddenly became dark.

Before Chen Ming could make any move, the blood bead hidden in the five elements of the tree branch seemed to be stimulated by something.

It jumped out on its own, emitting thousands of red rays of light, illuminating the darkness.

"Wow~"

Chen Ming vaguely heard the sound of flowing water.

Immediately afterwards, the red light emitted by the blood bead fell, as if igniting something.

One piece of red light after another appeared and swayed in the darkness.

Chen Ming took a closer look and found that it was a red flower very similar to the one in the Blood Pearl Reincarnation.

However, the swaying red flowers here seem to have no end and are boundless.

Chen Ming released his divine sense, but for a moment he couldn't figure out how many there were.

Chen Ming took a step forward and entered the sea of ​​flowers.

Suddenly, a winding path appeared under my feet.

He walked along the path, and after he didn't know how long he had walked, an ancient stone bridge appeared in front of him.

The stone bridge is mottled and full of traces of time.

Under the bridge is a long river flowing endlessly, with a deep blue color that seems to be able to swallow everything.

The sound of water that Chen Ming heard earlier came from here.

"Higanbana, Yellow Spring Road, Naihe Bridge!"

"The water under this bridge should be the River of Oblivion..."

Chen Ming looked at the blood-red flowers of the other shore. They looked even more mysterious under the reflection of the Wangchuan River.

“Is this place real, or is it just an illusion created by my thoughts?”

Chen Ming was also confused for a moment!
The lotus platform of creation in the sea of ​​consciousness slowly rotated, nourishing the soul, and still guiding Chen Ming forward.

Chen Ming stepped onto the stone bridge, and the water under the bridge was rippling.

It immediately attracted Chen Ming's attention. He stood on the bridge and looked over there intently.

The stone bridge disappeared, and the ever-flowing Forgetful River also disappeared.

The red spider lily and the road to the underworld have also disappeared.

There was dead silence all around, and only desolation to be seen.

The cold wind echoed in the air, and several broken iron chains swayed in the wind.

There were strange runes engraved on the chain. Chen Ming took a closer look and realized that they were the words "tongue pulling".

"Tongue pulling hell!"

Chen Ming felt something in his heart, so he walked forward without stopping.

Sure enough, I saw the scissors hell again, with rusty scissors scattered all over the ground.

Chen Ming picked up a pair of scissors. The rusty pair of scissors had no spirituality, just like an ordinary object!

Chen Ming continued walking forward and saw the iron tree area where sinful souls were climbing and the mirror hell where broken mirrors could not reflect anything.

There is the fireless steamer hell, the knife mountain hell where the blades are no longer sharp and the mountains have become smooth, and the oil pot hell where the oil pots are dry and no longer boil.

(End of this chapter)