One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 256: Weird and Dark

When the black is dense enough, it will erode, devour and submerge everything else.

Justice or kindness, these cannot appear, because everyone knows that when they show these strange colors, they will be extremely conspicuous. Being in the dark but emitting light, terrible things will happen, so everyone will be afraid of being discovered.

But the most beautiful thing about this world is that no matter how dark it is, there will always be light.

Yang Xiao'e was holding a lamp.

The name of the lamp is the Demon-Breaking Lamp.

This lamp had been refined before she established her foundation, but at that time it could not be called a magic weapon, it could only be called a talisman weapon.

The Demon-Breaking Lamp was not a name she gave it, but her Xiaguang Temple was the only one that could refine this kind of Demon-Breaking Lamp, and it was the name of a magical weapon.

As far as the eye can see, there is only darkness.

There was only a ball of fire beside them, illuminating a small area of light, and everyone's shadow was illuminated. The shadows under the feet of the three people were connected to the deeper darkness.

This scene seemed to be telling him that since he had entered this part of darkness, even light could not separate it. Even in the light, his body stood out, but his shadow was still stuck to the darkness.

"Master Fuyun, when Master came in, he roughly said that she would follow Zheng Qigu to the Manor Plain, and then enter the Skeleton Corridor. No one knows where she will go after that."

Yang Xiao'e and Zhao Fuyun walked behind Jing Jing, forming a triangle.

"Many people are willing to explore this farm plain. It is said that when it was still the God's Prison, people who committed crimes were thrown into this prison and then placed in manors, where they were commanded to plant spiritual fields."

When Zhao Fuyun heard this, he immediately understood that these manors were actually prisons and the criminals inside were forced to farm.

Of course, everything he grows must be spiritual plants.

This may also include the effects of awarding merit or reducing sentences.

"So, in this area, you can often find some spiritual fruits. You can eat them on the spot, use them to make pills, or buy spiritual stones."

Since Yang Xiao'e was not the guide and this was Zhao Fuyun's first time coming in, she tried her best to explain the manor plain to Zhao Fuyun.

Zhao Fuyun looked at the road on the ground. Although it was dark, he could still see clearly that this was a broad road, a hard road, and obviously a road that many people had walked on.

There was a gleam in his eyes as he looked at other places, which were also crisscrossed with gullies, fields, and ditches where spiritual fields had once been planted.

I had no idea what was in those ravines. After all, it was dark and I couldn't see clearly unless I got close.

"The most dangerous things in this area are some poisonous snakes. There are also some that remain here. They are illusions that have existed for thousands of years. Someone once fell into the illusion of this plain and was taken into the manor. He worked for more than ten years before being rescued by his relatives and friends."

Jing Jing, who was walking in front, drew the sword at his waist.

His sword was not thin, but rather had a sense of breadth and was shorter.

The sword was glowing with an earthy golden light. He held the sword and shield in his hands, and immediately a firm aura of law appeared on his body.

She suddenly said, "There are many evil monks hiding here to practice magic, refine corpses, raise Yin, raise poisonous insects, and worship evil gods. They often sneak attack people who come in."

Just as she was speaking, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from the darkness. Jing Jing swung the sword in her hand, and the black shadow in the void was instantly cut off.

The black shadow fell to the ground. It was a snake. Its head was cut off seven inches away. Its mouth was still opening and closing, and its tail was twisting wildly.

"This is a black-scaled snake, the most common venomous snake in this area. It likes to eat meat and is extremely poisonous. Many people come here to collect the poison treasures of black-scaled snakes."

Yang Xiao'e followed behind and explained for Zhao Fuyun.

There was wind blowing in the darkness, and a faint strange sound came from the wind, like the sound of an insect or a baby.

"There are many wronged souls here. They wander around and are unwilling to leave. They always want to find a physical body and be reborn as a human being." Yang Xiao'e said again.

The footsteps of three people were heard in the silent darkness.

Suddenly, Jing Jing, who was walking in front, stopped.

Then Zhao Fuyun felt a wind blowing in the darkness, and he felt that many people were blowing air towards the lamp in Yang Xiao'e's hand in the darkness.

Then a cold wind blew up in the darkness.

The lights flickered.

The darkness pushed into the light, leaving only a small circle of it.

The flame of the Demon-Destroying Lamp began to sway in the wind.

"A group of ghosts have appeared." Jing Jing's voice became louder.

Yang Xiao'e's magic power poured into the Magic-Destroying Lamp, and the light surged.

The darkness was pushed away and the cold wind weakened a little.

Jing Jing rushed into the darkness with a shield in hand. The shield emitted a dazzling light. The bronze sword in her hand chopped back and forth. Zhao Fuyun heard faint screams in the darkness.

However, the ghosts did not retreat immediately.

He tried to devour Jing Jing's body, but Yang Xiao'e immediately stepped forward and moved closer.

The firelight pierced into the gloomy darkness like a ray of light.

Jing Jing's body was immediately revealed, and in the light of the fire, flame runes appeared on her leather armor.

She chopped left and right, and those ghosts as dark as ink and black mud were chopped apart by the bronze sword.

At the same time, many ghosts were burning in the flames.

"kill!"

Such a voice sounded in the darkness.

At this moment, Jing Jing immediately rushed towards the direction where the sound came from.

She swung the sword back and forth as she rushed into the darkness. Yang Xiao'e followed closely behind her, the light from the lamp in her hand always illuminating her back.

Let all the evil spirits that want to attack her back be dispersed and burned.

Let Jing Jing have no worries.

It's obvious that the two of them work well together.

A person appeared in Jing Jing's eyes. The person was dressed in black and wearing a black hat.

"Kill them."

An invisible voice rang out in the darkness, and in an instant, all the ghosts made the same sound.

"die…!"

As soon as the voice came out, the lamp in Yang Xiao'e's hand dimmed instantly.

Jing Jing yelled.

The lamp in Yang Xiao'e's hand lit up again.

Zhao Fuyun could tell that her roar was a war cry, which aroused the fighting spirit in people's hearts.

Even Zhao Fuyun felt the urge to fight at this moment.

Dispel the deathly thought that appeared in my heart at that moment.

Those ghosts seemed to be suppressed. A mysterious light surged from Jing Jing's body. Suddenly, he took a step forward, as if shrinking the distance into an inch, and appeared in front of the man. He raised his sword and chopped it down like a knife or an axe.

The man in black clothes and a black hat had his head chopped off by a sword.

In the firelight, I saw black smoke rising from the man's neck and his head rolling down. It turned out to be the head of a scarecrow, tumbling on the ground.

The scarecrow's face actually has embedded facial features.

Especially those eyes were stained with blood.

The ghosts immediately scattered.

"These scarecrows are what was left over from the manor back then. Criminals who made mistakes would be made into scarecrows to guard the spiritual fields."

"Over the years, they have never disappeared. They will enslave and drive the ghosts to besiege those who break into the spiritual fields."

Yang Xiao'e explained again.

Zhao Fuyun walked over, squatted down to look at the scarecrow, and pulled off its clothes.

It was discovered that he had internal organs in his chest.

"Did his internal organs grow on their own, or did they exist from the beginning, or were they dug out from someone else later?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"They dug it." Jing Jing said, "They have an obsession with human bodies."

A few people set out again, and the darkness made people forget the time.

As everyone moved forward, they stopped and started, dealing with the black snake that attacked from the darkness.

The road under their feet gradually became narrower, and there was no so-called main road. The three people chose a road and continued to move forward.

It is most difficult to control the direction in the dark, but Jing Jing kept looking down at the road to identify the direction, so she moved forward without stopping.

Zhao Fuyun did not take any action along the way, and the two of them did not encounter any particular danger.

Zhao Fuyun felt that they had been walking for at least four or five days, but they still had not gotten out of the plain.

After killing the black-scaled snakes, the two women would collect their venom and put it in a bottle, leaving the skin and flesh there.

They encountered two more attacks from the scarecrow, but the two female practitioners managed to defeat them without any danger.

However, the strange scarecrow did not leave behind anything usable after his death. The straw on his body quickly withered and became rotten.

Zhao Fuyun suddenly thought of the scarecrow at Xutang Pass. He felt that there might be some connection between the two, but this thought only flashed through his mind and he did not speak it out loud.

Suddenly, a faint ringing sound was heard in the darkness.

Zhao Fuyun saw that Yang Xiao'e's face suddenly changed.

"It's the Dark Preacher." Yang Xiao'e's voice was trembling a little.

"What is the Dark Preacher?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

“Many monks who have been corroded by darkness will become preachers of this dark prison. They have no consciousness of their own, but they still retain their instincts from their previous lives. They can drive magical instruments and cast spells, and those spells are all mutated spells.” Jing Jing said.

"Preacher of Darkness?" After hearing this, Zhao Fuyun was a little confused about the words "preacher of darkness".

Just as Yang Xiao'e was about to speak, a voice came from the darkness.

"The world began in darkness. At the beginning of darkness, who was preaching? It was the god of darkness. Darkness makes people eternal. We will all embrace darkness, blend into darkness, and become a part of darkness. We will be in darkness forever. Darkness will shield us from the erosion of the god of time, and we will no longer be persecuted by them."

"I see the light of sin, you are guilty, extinguish it immediately, and the darkness will forgive your sins and allow you to walk in the darkness and become His preachers."

When Zhao Fuyun heard this, he felt that the voice in the darkness made sense.

Perhaps, only by embracing darkness can one achieve eternal life in the darkness, and only in this way can one live a long life. If there is no erosion of time, then there will be no aging, and if there is no aging, there will be no death.

But this was just a fleeting thought, because deep in his heart, it was filled with "light".

The radiance of the [Red Flame Golden Talisman] dispelled the darkness that was about to grow in his body.

The voice of the 'Dark Preacher' in the darkness suddenly became sharp.

"Damn it, you are provoking the God of Darkness. Your offense will be punished by the God of Darkness."

In Zhao Fuyun's Dharma perception, a dark "sword light" fell from the void and darkness, directly cutting into his heart.

A fire surged in his heart, and in the fire it seemed as if a golden crow bird flapped its wings and flew up, dispelling the darkness that had fallen into his soul.

Then, Zhao Fuyun inserted his right hand into the "hand sheath" on his left waist, as if drawing a sword, and pulled it out with his right hand like a sword, cutting through the darkness.

The darkness in the front right was split by a golden light, and the darkness rolled, revealing a person in the darkness.

He was a man dressed in rags, holding a tattered banner with a bell hanging on it.

Jing Jing and Yang Xiao'e both looked in the direction of the golden light and saw that the golden light fell on a person who looked like a skeleton.

This man was not a complete skeleton, but his flesh and skin had dried up on his body, and his clothes were tattered and barely covered his body.

The moment the golden light fell on him, he was completely stunned.

Then, flames began to burn where the golden light passed.

The dark preacher's body was in the flames, like dry wood meeting a raging fire. It burned very quickly. In a short while, it was burned to ashes and fell to the ground with a bang.

However, Jing Jing quickly came to the edge of the flame and grabbed the string of bells hanging on the gray rotten banner.

Then he took out his specially made cotton plugs from his ears.

She came to Zhao Fuyun with the bell and said, "These dark preachers will instinctively make this kind of bell. These bells can be sold for fifty to one hundred spirit stones if you take them outside."

Zhao Fuyun took the bell from her hand.

The bell was made roughly, as if it was made of polished copper or iron, but Zhao Fuyun could feel the dark aura in the copper bell.

Jing Jing said, "Some people collect these copper bells to comprehend the dark rhyme contained in them, while others collect them and cultivate them into dark true evil to build their foundation."

Zhao Fuyun felt the darkness that was extremely repelled by the "light" in his body.

Holding it in his hand, the light in his body unexpectedly surged out, and the light enveloped the copper bell like a ray of light. The darkness in the copper bell was quickly dispelled by the "light".

Faintly, Zhao Fuyun actually felt a hint of growth from the 'light' in his body, as if it was dispelling the darkness and allowing the 'light' to gain merit.

I couldn't help but think that the dark preacher just mentioned something like 'evil light'. Perhaps 'light' and darkness are naturally opposed.

As the dark aura lingering on the copper bell was dispelled, the copper bell immediately turned into ordinary iron, without any magical properties.

Yang Xiao'e and Jing Jing watched this scene and didn't say anything, but they felt that Zhao Fuyun was becoming more and more unfathomable.

However, when Jing Jing went to look at the ashes of the 'Dark Preacher' again, she couldn't find anything that could be sold for spirit stones.

She found that everything was turned into waste by the flames.

The three of them continued to walk forward after Jing Jing identified the direction.

At the entrance of the Netherworld, a man appeared on the thirteen steps. After he walked down, people followed him down one after another.

It was Zheng Ji, the third son of Zheng, and his entourage.

The darkness is boundless and never treats anyone kindly because of their special identity.

"Move forward in a flying geese formation."

Someone was beating a waist drum and shouting loudly.

(End of this chapter)