Chapter 441 Fortunately, It's Not a Ruin

For Zen Master Zhizhen's statement, the columbarium was quite unhappy.

"That dog, really doesn't give you a choice..."

"However, it can move freely in the underworld. This method is simply unheard of, and I don't know how to do it."

It can be seen that the ashes urn is extremely greedy for the supernatural power of the dragon head of Youquan.

After all, the land of the underworld almost overlaps with the human world.

It's just that no one can go, and it is a completely untouchable area for the creatures of the world.

If someone can freely shuttle in the land of the underworld without losing their way, it means that the whole world is a back garden, and they can go wherever they want.

Even those secret realms of the devil's lair can enter and exit at will.

Who wouldn't want such a good thing?

Especially old dogs like the columbarium, if they know this kind of supernatural power, they may not be able to die, and they can live forever.

It's just that Zen master Zhizhen kept his mouth shut, walked alone in the mist and led the way, letting the columbarium talk about it, and never leaked anything.

But in the Yin Division, the sun is not visible, and after being plunged into the mist, it loses the sense of direction and time.

Kong Ning and the others walked all the way, but they didn't know how many days they walked in the underworld.

What you can see in your field of vision is always a flat and desolate silence.

There are no mountains, water flows, or undulating terrain. It seems that the land of the Yin Division will always be a flat plain. .

And not even a ghost town.

Kong Ning guessed that their trip was purposely bypassing the ghost towns in various places, to prevent Kong Ning and the others from entering the underworld through the ghost gates of the ghost towns.

But the land in the underworld is so flat and barren, and it will always be flat and barren, which still makes Kong Ning curious.

It feels like some powerful disaster has cut off all the land of the Yin Division, and all the mountains and rivers, so there is only a flat land left.

After all, the ground is ridiculously flat.

The plains in the world are full of ups and downs, and there is almost no absolutely flat ground.

But the land of the Yin Division has traveled all the way, and I don’t know how many miles it has traveled, but it is as smooth as a section cut by a knife.

The columbarium couldn't help being surprised.

"What was the situation in this Yin Division before? Why does it feel weird?"

Although the columbarium is very old, it is well-informed.

But everything in the Yin Division has touched its blind spot of knowledge, and even it doesn't know the past of the Yin Division.

Kong Ning and his party followed Zen Master Zhizhen along the way.

Although he has no sense of direction and time, Kong Ning feels that he should have traveled tens of thousands of miles, or even hundreds of thousands of miles.

Fortunately, both Kong Ning and Wan'er have already fasted without food, so they don't have to worry about starving to death.

Just when Kong Ning thought that he would go all the way to the northern Daze like this, a strange shadow appeared in the fog ahead.

That thing, looming in the mist, looks like a broken arch from a distance.

After getting closer, I realized that it was a huge scimitar stuck obliquely on the ground, but the blade was broken in half.

The broken knife, which was several feet high, was like a giant's weapon, stabbing obliquely into the ground of the underworld.

Like a broken flag, it is inexplicably bleak and desolate.

Kong Ning stepped forward and examined it carefully.

It was found that this scimitar had been obliterated by the years, and there was no magic at all, not even Fantie.

On the blade, on the hilt, there are cracks all over, full of weathered and corroded feeling, it seems that it will be broken even if touched lightly, it is decayed to the extreme.

But Zen Master Zhizhen's footsteps were slightly stiff.

The moment the scimitar appeared, it subconsciously looked around, as if wary of something.

Obviously, the huge scimitar that suddenly appeared was not expected by Zen Master Zhizhen.

Even scared it.

The current situation makes the columbarium somewhat tense.

"Hey! Monk, what's the situation? Why do I feel that you are afraid?"

The columbarium was excited: "Don't tell Master Gu that you are going the wrong way! This is the underworld! If you take the wrong way, we will all be ruined!"

"And what is this scimitar? What are you afraid of?"

The strange scimitar that appeared in the ghost fog of the underworld shocked the columbarium of ashes.

Of course, it was Zen Master Zhizhen's reaction that frightened the columbarium.

After all, since ancient times, there are not a few practitioners lost in the underworld, and it is nothing to see an ancient weapon by chance in the ghost fog.

But Zen Master Zhizhen's reaction was clearly frightened and dangerous.

And the danger in the underworld...

The columbarium was terrified and disturbed, and Kong Ning stayed beside Wan'er.

Zen Master Zhizhen looked around silently, making formulas in his hands, as if trying to figure out something.

After dozens of breaths, Zen Master Zhizhen shook his head and said, "Your monk did not take the wrong path. This is indeed the route leading to Daze in the north."

"It's just that something unexpected appeared on the road... the three lords, be careful."

"We may see more in the future."

"But no matter what you see or hear, you can't touch it, and you can't pay attention to it."

"You must follow me closely..."

Saying that, Zen Master Zhizhen walked straight ahead.

Kong Ning and his team quickly followed and got closer to it.

The ghost fog floating around is still vague and vague, making it impossible to see things in the distance.

The urn asked: "Why don't you explain it! What is an unexpected thing? What is the origin of the scimitar? Is there any danger in this underworld!"

The columbarium continued to ask questions, and Zen Master Zhizhen thought for a while.

In the end, he probably felt that he had to say something, so he opened his mouth.

"My lord, there is something strange and inexplicable in this underworld, and I don't know the specific situation."

"But the dragon head said that in the underworld, there are some strange things like ancient weapons, rubble, and even ruins, floating in the ghost fog."

"Those things, once you meet them, you can't touch them and stay away as soon as possible."

"Fortunately, what we saw was just a scimitar, not a piece of ruins..."

Zen Master Zhizhen, who hadn't finished speaking, was stunned.

Because in the misty ghost fog ahead, there are faintly sparse shadows appearing.

Those shadows, undulating, looked like a dilapidated palace ruins, broken walls.

The tone of the urn was excited: "What the hell... has the crow's mouth been opened? What are you going to do now?"

In the fog of ghosts, Zen Master Zhizhen once again made a formula with one hand and silently calculated.

After a while, he slowly said: "Keep moving forward...we can only continue moving forward."

After finishing speaking, it was the first to step towards the dilapidated ruins ahead.

The urn followed behind, whispering: "Why can't you go around this ruin? Since there is danger inside, why do you take the initiative to walk over?"

"Is there something wrong with your brain!"

The columbarium was depressing.

Even though he lowered his voice, the anger in his words did not decrease at all.