You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 89 Sea of ​​Suffering
It was pitch black all around, as if it was an endless deep ocean. I couldn't see the end when I looked left and right, and I couldn't determine the direction.

Only the dilapidated gate in front of it stands alone here, as if it had been forgotten.

Zuo Chen stared at the plaque on the gate in silence.

Maybe the local indigenous people don’t know the value of these three words, but Zuo Chen knows it very well!

Nantianmen,
This is Tianmen Pass!
According to legend, this is the place that leads directly to the ninth heaven of Lingxiao. Unexpectedly, it was cut in half along the middle by someone!
But who did this?
Who has the ability to cut down Tianmen Pass?
After thinking for half a second, Zuo Chen threw all the disappointment in his heart out of his mind.

There is nothing in all directions except for this lonely gate. There is no magical power on it, and even no innate spiritual energy. It is hard to say whether it is fake.

Instead of standing in front of the door wondering what had happened here, it would be better to get out of here first.

Just as he was thinking about it, Zuo Chen suddenly saw a figure jumping out from the door, sitting sideways on the door beam, supporting his body with one hand, and seemed to be looking down at Zuo Chen.

It was the red Taoist who had fought with Zuo Chen before!

But he now looked extremely miserable, with pieces of his body missing on the left and burnt on the right. There was even a big hole blown out of his left foot, which continuously emitted a foul smell.

Zuo Chen sneered: "Daoyou, you didn't bring me here just to see this broken door, did you?"

Suddenly, Zuo Chen heard a voice that was neither male nor female coming from all directions in this space:

"I thought there were no more powerful people in the world, but I didn't expect that the Master of Ten Thousand Laws and Thunder Tribulations would appear."

Zuo Chen frowned.

The sound did not come from the red Taoist priest, but came from all directions of this space.

Similarly, the title of “True Lord of Ten Thousand Laws of Thunder Tribulation”...

Are you talking about me?

"Do you know me?" Zuo Chen asked with a frown.

“I don’t know him.” The red Taoist’s voice was flat, and no emotion could be heard: “I just think the name Wanfa Leijie is very suitable for you. If it happens to be consistent with the name of Zhenjun, then calling it fate is also very good.”

Zuo Chen didn't continue talking, but he took note of the title.

Before Zuo Chen could open his mouth to ask, the red Taoist suddenly waved his hand, and two white jade cups appeared out of thin air beside him. He reached out his hand to hold one, then pushed it down and handed one to Zuo Chen.

"Master, why are you so serious? It's fate that we meet here. Let's have a drink first!"

Zuo Chen frowned, but still reached out to take the wine glass from the red Taoist priest.

Holding it in his hand and taking a closer look, Zuo Chen's face immediately turned as gloomy as if water could drip out of it.

This glass of wine is full of vitality. Looking down, you can see blooming grass and trees in the glass, and the spring breeze heralding the dawn.

This is not wine, this is the vitality of Xuzhou!
He did not spill it, nor did he drink it. He simply poured the liquid carefully into his own hands, protecting it carefully.

"Master, why are you doing this? With this bite, even a cultivator of your level can take one more step forward."

The red Taoist drank it all in one gulp and laughed loudly twice: "It's really good wine!"

"Crack!"

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and the red Taoist and the wine glass in his hand disappeared at the same time.

The red Taoist lowered his head slightly, looked at Zuo Chen, sighed and shook his head: "The True Lord has a bad temper."

He jumped down from the gate, landed in front of Zuo Chen, and bowed to him:

“Greetings, Master Zhen. I am a Taoist, a man who acts on behalf of heaven. This is my Liuku, and this is where I invite Master Zhen to meet me.

"This meeting with the True Lord is mainly for the purpose of cooperating with him."

"Cooperation?" Zuo Chen sneered, and pinched the Little Taishan's Thunder Finger Gesture in his hand: "I have no interest in cooperating with an evil leader like you."

"Your Excellency, why don't you listen to me first before making a decision?" The red Taoist said, "Now this world will eventually be swallowed by the sea of ​​suffering. What I have done is just to prepare for transcendence. Your Excellency, why do you have to trap yourself between heaven and earth?"

sea ​​of ​​bitterness?

Zuo Chen frowned, and the red Taoist continued to speak:
"The Central Continent where you and I are is still intact, but the Dao has almost disappeared. The remaining half of the human dynasty is just built on the corpses of the great masters. They are called the court, the holders of the dragon veins, but in my opinion, they are just a group of scavengers.

“Not to mention the other places guarded by the gatekeepers. I’m afraid they have long been swallowed up by the sea of ​​suffering and turned into nothingness.”

The red Taoist said that to Zuo Chen, the amount of information he heard was indeed frightening.

He had heard of the title "Gatekeeper" and it seemed to be a sect in the far north.

The place they were guarding was swallowed up?

It sounds somewhat absurd and terrifying.

The red Taoist did not rush to speak, but stood there, waiting for Zuo Chen to think and digest.

After a while, Zuo Chen suddenly asked:

"What is the Sea of ​​Bitterness?"

"You don't know, Master?"

The red Taoist was puzzled and surprised. After a brief hesitation, he added a hint of amusement to his words:
“Before the Ninth Heaven Sea of ​​Bitterness began to flow into the world, most of the powerful people in the world had already fled.

"In order to survive, all the magic skills here are in full bloom. All the methods that were originally kept at the bottom of the box have been taken out. Those that can be seen in the world, those that can be heard of, and those that can be called out by the name of the magic formula; those that are hidden from the world, those that have been newly researched, and those that have been kept at the bottom of the box to save lives;

"It was really lively. I saw with my own eyes that those powerful masters who were usually high and mighty were running away in panic. Those with great abilities had already escaped by stepping on swords or riding shuttles, while those with no abilities knelt on the ground crying and begging for a chance to survive.

"Such a big thing, you don't even know about it, Master?"

After saying these words, the red Taoist seemed to look at Zuo Chen twice again. After discovering that the other party was indeed confused, the Taoist shook his head slightly.

"The black water coming from the Ninth Heaven is the Sea of ​​Bitterness, which rushes in all directions like a waterfall. Some powerful people rushed in, but only a few bones were spit out.

"No one knows what happened in the Ninth Heaven at that time, and no one knows where the black water came from. All we know is that once you fall into it, no matter how powerful you are, you will sink and float in it, and you will never be able to be reborn. Before a Buddha passed away, he called it the Sea of ​​Bitterness, so we just called it that.

“At that time, the entire East Continent was reduced to ruins, and all the great masters died. But I was lucky enough to hear the voice from the sea of ​​suffering.”

At this point, his voice became a little high. Even Zuo Chen, who was listening, could hear the excitement and excitement in his tone:

“That sea of ​​suffering is not a disaster, but a means for Heaven to purify itself. It is refining the earth, fire, water and wind, and recreating the heaven and earth!
"I respect the sea of ​​suffering, I respect the sea of ​​suffering, and I follow the sea of ​​suffering. This is to respect the way of heaven, I respect the way of heaven, and I follow the way of heaven!
"True Lord, oh True Lord, why don't you make a connection with me? Follow the will of heaven?"

(End of this chapter)