Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

Self-cultivation of a Passerby Male Lead Chapter 303

However, Reimu's threat is still very real, and Yiwu also understands her. If she is really upset, she will definitely throw Wuya down without any hesitation.

Wu, who had been excited for a long time, also thought of this, so he quietly converged on the blood that called mountains, rivers and seas in his heart.

"Reimu, how long will we get there?"

The dry journey is very boring, Wu Ye took the initiative to find some topics in order not to let himself endure uncomfortable:

"The wind cave that Paqiuli said just now, do you know where it is?"

"The wind cave she was talking about refers to the fantasy wind cave, a dirty cave, but that is the only way to the old hell on the ground now."

The journey was boring, and Reimu was also happy to give Wu Ye some knowledge to relieve boredom:

"Do you know the old hell?"

"I heard that it is the ruins of hell? The hell before the relocation."

"Yes."

Reimu nodded. In fact, she didn't know much about these things. Most of them were heard from the elders, but it was more than enough to explain Wu Ye's confusion:

"The former Bi An and Hell are separated. The Hades will judge the dead souls in Bi An's right and wrong hall. Only those who are guilty will be sent to Hell. However, after something happens, Bi An and Hell will be merged into together."

"Something happened? What's the matter?"

"The former hell, which is now the old hell, finally collapsed because of the impact of a large number of souls."

Reimeng narrated the earth-shattering event that year in a plain tone:

"It was about a thousand years ago. No one can tell the exact time. There seems to be a big war on the ground. A large number of dead souls are unwilling to be judged. Those who have not completely died want to return So in this world, they flooded into hell and made trouble."

"Huh? Can this be the case?"

Wu also asked with some surprise. In his memory, the undead floated around like clouds, without desire and desire.

"You think the undead is too simple, Wu Ye."

Reimeng naturally saw Wu Ye's thoughts at a glance, and couldn't help but say:

"Ordinary people's souls, or souls that have been dead for a long time, may indeed become as harmless as you think, but some souls are different."

"Some souls? Is it that of a monster?"

"This answer is half right. The correct statement should be the'soul of the strong'."

Reimu said seriously, it is difficult to imagine such a lazy greedy maiden with such an expression. It seems that this story is even more unusual than Wu expected.

"I also heard them say occasionally. The thousand-year war is not only between monsters and monsters, but also a lot of humans."

"Humanity?"

Wu was also stunned, he wouldn't have thought that these words would still be able to rub against their humans.

It's not surprising that he thinks this way. After all, except for special circumstances, the only human he has ever seen who can barely be called a strong man is Marisa.

Boli witch, Penglai people, when these special people are not counted, he really doesn't know how the remaining ordinary humans will fight against monsters.

"You look down on humans too much, Wu Ye."

Reimeng sighed:

"The humans at that time were different from the present. I don't know how many of the legends you know are true and false, but humans in history are not as unbearable as you think."

Seeing Wu Ye's puzzled eyes, Reimeng said in a deep voice:

"Taoist, Onmyoji, Exorcist, as far as I know, these are all real in history. Otherwise, why do you think that Zi spent so much effort to establish Gensokyo? Don’t you think it’s just those holding hoe and Can the guy with the stick force the monster to give in?"

"Ok."

Wu also knew that his thoughts were too simple. It seems that the legends are not all false, but because there is no way to collect evidence now, most people will sneer at it.

"In that case, it is the souls of monsters and humans that crashed hell to the ground?"

"Yes, because all the dead are powerful souls. Before they are completely transformed into undead, their ability to cause trouble is not worse than before."

It was troublesome to think about it, Reimeng said calmly:

"So the hell was simply broken by them. After that, although the guys in the hell tried their best to suppress it, the ruin of the hell could no longer be repaired, so they gave up the original hell and turned to build a new one on the other side. hell."

"Then the ruined hell became the old hell now."

"Correct."

"Is there anything else in the old hell? Reaper?"

"how is this possible."

Reimeng turned his eyes white and Wu also said:

"Since the old hell has been abandoned, of course, there will be no death gods to guard it. I am not familiar with the old hell, but I guess there are probably some resentful spirits that were transformed from the undead without judgment in the past."

"That's it."

So, did the resentful spirits that appeared on the ground and outside come out of the old hell?Listening to Reimu's words, Wu was also thoughtful.

Chapter 35 Fantasy Wind Cave

"Arrived."

"This is the wind cave?"

Although the two are not yet close, a chill has already hit their faces. Looking from the air, the huge cave on the ground can already be seen clearly.

As if hollowing out the abdomen of a hill, the huge cave is inexplicably daunting. Thinking that the end of the cave is connected to the old hell, that fear has deepened a bit.

"Be careful, we are going down now."

Reimu started to lower her height a little bit. Although they haven't seen Marisa and Moriya Shrine Shrine Maiden until now, it doesn't hurt to be careful.

"Strange, why no one?"

When he fell to the ground, Lingmeng squinted his eyes and looked around. There were indeed traces of battles here, whether it was the chaotic spiritual power in the air or the remnants of these techniques.

But the strange thing is that neither Marisa nor the shrine maiden from Moriya Shrine have disappeared. Could it be that the work is over?

Reimu squatted down and grabbed a scratch of loess with his hands. After kneading it in his hands, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the huge eerie wind cave in front of him:

"Are you in... Tsk, there's no way."