Chapter 340 Jinjiang
After Yan Shixun said that he wanted to reopen the trial, the heaven and earth responded immediately. The mountains and forests slowly shook, and an invisible barrier spread out in all directions, quickly covering the entire forest.
Fog suddenly rose, covering the sky and the sun.
The sky and earth, which had been clear just a moment ago, suddenly lost its brightness and became dark and gloomy.
A chilly wind suddenly blew up, rustling the dead branches and leaves, making the place seem even more dead silent and empty.
Jing Xiaobao, who was held in Yan Shixun's arms and sobbing, slowly stopped sobbing. He looked up blankly with tears still hanging in the corners of his eyes.
“Yan Yan…”
Jing Xiaobao murmured in a low voice, and his expression gradually became serious.
As a person who had both the King of Hell and evil spirits deeply rooted in his bones, he could feel that certain forces in the air were changing. The world isolated in the barrier was completely turned upside down, as if the brand new world was rapidly retreating, returning to the state it was in before this morning when it was restarted.
But Jing Xiaobao, who has become a ghost god, knows very well that time can never go back. Even the Great Dao cannot do it - unless the Great Dao wants to destroy the world.
The only possibility is...
Jing Xiaobao was like a turtle with its shell turned upside down, desperately looking up at Yan Shixun. He looked so pitiful that he didn't look like the King of Hell, but rather like a cat that was grabbed by the scruff of the neck, meowing for a box of cat food.
Jing Xiaobao wanted an answer, but Yan Shixun's attention was not on him, but on his and Ye Li's hands interlocked.
Yan Shixun and Ye Li share the great road. Ye Li gave Yan Shixun the name of God as a gift to witness his lifelong promise. Therefore, if they want to start the trial again and return to the place where the King of Hell died, Yan Shixun and Ye Li must work together.
The two wolves standing beside Yan Shixun also quickly noticed the unusual movement. They took a step forward almost at the same time, raised their heads to look at the sky in serious vigilance, and protected Yan Shixun firmly in the middle.
Dark clouds rolled in, lightning and thunder roared. The sky, which had just been bright, suddenly became terrifying. Thunder roared from afar, and thick lightning flashed through the clouds, as if splitting the whole world apart.
finally--
“Boom!”
With a loud bang, lightning struck straight to the ground. The entire invisible barrier was immediately infused with power, and flashing electric sparks enveloped everyone.
No matter whether it was the ghosts or the wild wolves, they all suddenly felt a bright light in front of their eyes and could not see anything clearly.
The rescue team members on the other side of the mountain raised their heads and looked toward the sky in confusion: "Strange, what sound did you hear?"
"It's a bit like thunder, but it's a sunny day..."
When his companion looked up, the sun stabbed his eyes, but he seemed to see the sky dim for a moment, and a huge shadow blocked his eyes. But when he looked carefully again, there was nothing.
The two looked at each other in confusion, but didn't notice anything unusual.
"Let's go, it's time to work."
In the forest, dead branches swayed and a breeze blew by. It seemed as if the strange vision just now was just an illusion.
But there was no sign of Yan Shixun and the others.
…
When Yan Shixun's eyelashes trembled and he looked at the scene in front of him clearly again, he frowned.
When Yeli passed the trial, Yan Shixun did not enter the trial field.
Apart from the unexpected Hades, the trial is Ye Li's solitary practice, the embodiment of all his pain and obsessions in life. If he does not accept himself, he will not be able to pass the trial.
And now, Ye Li restored the previous trial in front of Yan Shixun.
This was also the first time that Yan Shixun witnessed with his own eyes the tragic past that Ye Li was unwilling to mention.
He slowly opened his eyes.
Dark blood-red clouds rolled in the sky, corpses of soldiers were lying all over the ground, and blood flowed like a river under his feet.
But what frightened Yan Shixun the most was the city that was still burning not far away.
The smell of burnt flesh mixed with the sound of burning wood cracking echoed in this dead silent and deserted battlefield. Every sound seemed to step on Yan Shixun's heartbeat.
This is... the battlefield of Ye a thousand years ago.
The pain that Ye Li least wants to recall.
"I don't want to mention this part of me to you. Even though I have no intention of hiding it from you, I still think that this is a tragedy caused by my mistakes. It's the part of me that is not beautiful."
Yan Shixun was still looking around at the battlefield, but Ye Li lowered his eyelashes and looked at the soldier lying on the ground with his eyes open. He said softly, "I didn't protect the people, nor did I lead the soldiers off the battlefield. Everyone is left here forever. Even though I have accepted my past self now, this incident is still unforgivable to me."
Ye Li didn't need to look at the battlefield around him, because the battlefield was always in his heart.
Every day and night for a thousand years had been replayed in his mind, the tragic scene of corpses lying across thousands of miles and blood flowing everywhere was shown to him in bloody detail, questioning his spirit and soul over and over again.
——Are you really a qualified general? You let your own people die in the massacre, and you did not fulfill your promise to protect them. You let your soldiers die on the battlefield, and they never had the chance to leave this land.
Did you hear the cries of babies and women during the massacre? Did you see the raging fire when Yecheng collapsed? You are the cause of all this!
If, if you could hold on for a few more days and come up with another plan, would all this not have happened?
——But are you really the Lord of Fengdu? Have those ghosts ever let you go for even a second?
Ye Li even remembered the location where every soldier fell on the battlefield. He could tell every soldier's name and the cause of their death. He also remembered every face covered in blood, with their eyes open after death.
He was willing to give his heart to Yan Shixun, but this part was his past that he wanted to hide forever.
Yan Shixun noticed that Ye Li was feeling unwell. He turned around and looked at his lover, slowly tightening his clasped hands.
"You have done very well. You fought against millions with a force of 100,000, and defended the city for months without food or grass."
He looked up at the city not far away and said softly, "You did not let any civilian die in front of your soldiers. You fought to the death until the last drop of your blood was shed. After the civilians died, you continued to run around and question them, allowing them to appease their hatred and go on to reincarnate. This is an unprecedented act, and even the Great Dao recognizes your way."
"Ye Li, you were never the murderer. You have given everything to protect them."
Yan Shixun looked at Ye Li seriously and attentively, and said, "You think this is your shortcoming and it will reduce my liking for you. But have you ever thought about another possibility?"
"It is precisely because you are in pain and regret that it proves that you always care about life and have never abandoned them. Moreover, you have already sent them into reincarnation, fighting against heaven and earth, fighting against death for them. What you have done is something that no one has ever done before, using your human body to fight against the Great Dao, ascending to the throne of ghosts and gods... Even now, in order for those souls to leave safely, you have shouldered the responsibility on your shoulders and become the Great Dao."
Yan Shixun smiled slightly and said, "I will only love you more because of this."
The light in the darkness is the real sun.
Being willing to protect life after experiencing pain and hurt... is the true kindness.
Yan Shixun believed so.
When he finished speaking, Ye Li stared at him and couldn't take his eyes off him.
Ye Li's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he felt infinite love in his heart, even so full that it was about to overflow.
This is his lover...how could he not love him?
Ye Li laughed softly, his eyes as gentle as the meandering spring water.
But Jing Xiaobao, who was held in Yan Shixun's hand, said: QAQ Is this a new form of punishment? Wuuuu, let me go, I don't want to stay here, wuuuu!
Jing Xiaobao struggled violently, swaying in the air.
He accidentally lowered his head and met the eyes of the two wolves next to him.
But the two wolves who had just been unilaterally named Woof Woof Puppy had dead and wooden looks in their eyes, and it was obvious that they were also fed a lot of dog food.
Wild Wolf: Hiccup~
The leader wolf silently took two steps to the side, turned his head and refused to admit that he knew Yan Shixun.
The only thing that made me happy was seeing Wangwang's Jing Xiaobao.
He immediately forgot the horrible experience of being forced to eat dog food between the two wolves, and started to chuckle again. He stretched out his paws with meaty pits towards the two wolves standing on the ground, and his hands were itching to rub the furry ears of the leader wolf that were shaking back and forth.
It looks soft and elastic, and it feels good to touch~
Jing Xiaobao's fierce struggle finally pulled Yan Shixun away from the mood of comforting Ye Li, and he looked at the ball in his hand with a frown.
"Jing Xiaobao."
Yan Shixun called out to the child calmly.
Jing Xiaobao shuddered suddenly, feeling the fear of being called by his parents' full names, and he obediently let Yan Shixun hold him in his hands, not moving.
Ye Li looked at Jing Xiaobao with gloomy eyes. If this wasn't the current King of Hell and the child raised by Yan Shixun, he would have even wanted to throw Jing Xiaobao out.
The atmosphere was just right and we could do something, but this little brat came to mess things up.
Ye Li gritted his teeth, his eyes dangerous.
Jing Xiaobao just felt a chill on his back. He silently turned his head and looked behind him in mid-air. However, after seeing Ye Li's expression clearly, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he was in the mood to make a face at him and smiled as if to irritate Ye Li.
How about it, I'm in your wife's hands, are you afraid?
Ye Li:…………
But he glanced to the side and stopped himself from beating up Jing Xiaobao. He stood there like a statue, with an inexplicable look of ill-intentioned obedience.
Jing Xiaobao: Hmm? Is this still the Fengdu I know? Why is it so weird?
Before Jing Xiaobao could figure it out, he found that his altitude was slowly rising and he was actually being carried in front of Yan Shixun.
Yan Shixun frowned as he looked at Jing Xiaobao, who was swaying back and forth like a little turtle paddling in the water, and asked him, "Have you been having too much fun recently? And you're making faces? Didn't I tell you to smile normally?"
Just as Jing Xiaobao was about to make an excuse... no, not an excuse, Yan Shixun noticed something was wrong.
"Have you finished memorizing the book I asked you to memorize before I left?"
Yan Shixun shook Jing Xiaobao and asked suspiciously, "Did you go crazy in hell again?"
Yes, the ghost official that Jing Xiaobao called out before was the one who managed the evil ghosts in hell. Yan Shixun had been to the underworld and knew the structure there. Logically speaking, although the King of Hell was at the top of hell and suppressed hell, he usually did not go to hell and would not be so familiar with the officials of hell.
But looking at the ghost official's attitude towards Jing Xiaobao, it is obvious that the ghost official is familiar with Jing Xiaobao. Not to mention that he is familiar with Jing Xiaobao's character, he must have met him often. Otherwise, how could an official still react calmly in front of the King of Hell?
In other words…
Yan Shixun cast a suspicious look at Jing Xiaobao.
Jing Xiaobao noticed the solemn and weird atmosphere, and felt a kind of panic as if he had done something wrong. His big eyes moved back and forth, and his little hands clenched his overalls tightly, looking nervous.
——In front of parents, a child who has made a mistake is easy to see through at a glance.
You can tell just by looking at his guilty look.
A fake smile appeared on Yan Shixun's lips.
It seems that when he was not at home, Jing Xiaobao did not memorize any books for a single day and was just having fun in hell.
"I'm going to test you on reciting a poem. If you can answer it, that's fine. If you can't..."
Yan Shixun sneered: "Wait until you get home to copy the book."
Suddenly, Jing Xiaobao burst into tears with a "Wow!" and struggled hard in Yan Shixun's arms, firmly refusing to copy the book.
You should know that when Yan Shixun said copying a book, he didn’t mean just copying a sentence or two, but copying the entire book, the entire bookshelf, and the entire study.
The small study in the old courtyard of Binhai City houses books and notes collected by Li Chengyun and Yan Shixun from various places over the years. In addition to books available on the market, there are also many lost orphan copies, as well as many notes from hermits, which record their insights and experiences in practicing Taoism throughout their lives.
If you really count it, tens of millions of words are unstoppable.
——Even if Jing Xiaobao, as the King of Hell, doesn’t need to sleep and won’t feel tired, he can’t copy tens of millions of words!
He would rather kill ghosts than copy books, absolutely not!
But when Jing Xiaobao tried desperately to throw himself into Yan Shixun's arms and act coquettishly, Yan Shixun stopped her with a simple finger on her forehead.
"You knew I would test you on memorizing the text when I got back, yet you still didn't recite it."
Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows and said slowly: "Isn't this telling me that you want to copy the book yourself? It's rare for you to work so hard, so of course I have to fulfill your wish - oh yes, this is my birthday present for you, remember to thank me."
Jing Xiaobao said angrily, "I didn't! I'm not! Yan can't slander me! I'm a ghost, why should I copy books? I'm the King of Hell. Isn't it said that the King of Hell is the king of all ghosts and the most powerful? Why does the King of Hell also have to copy books!"
"Who told you not to copy it?"
Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows, as if he thought what Jing Xiaobao said was too strange. He gave an example, "Do you know that there was a King of Hell before you? When he was in school, he was scolded by the old professor and rolled on the ground crying. He was called to the front of the class to calculate complex functions but couldn't figure it out. He was hung on the blackboard for a whole class in front of more than 200 people. It was common for him to be singled out for a paper."
"The books copied by the previous King of Hell would be taller than you if piled up together."
Yan Shixun smiled nonchalantly, as if what he said was indeed an ordinary matter not worth mentioning.
After hearing this, Jing Xiaobao was stunned and hesitated.
He knew that there was a Hades before him, who died when all the gods perished a hundred years ago, but he never expected that Hades also had to go to school? And do things that he couldn't even understand...
Jing Xiaobao shuddered, his big eyes filled with tears and full of fear.
He even wanted to say that he didn't want to be the King of Hell anymore, because being the King of Hell was not fun. But as soon as he looked into Yan Shixun's eyes, his newly born courage evaporated like a dewdrop.
Jing Xiaobao hung his head, pursed his lips, and said in a crying voice: "That... copying books is too much. Yan, you can't even finish copying them yourself, why do you want me to copy? I'm still a child QAQ"
Yan Shixun hit him coldly and mercilessly: "A kid who is eighty years old and can beat up all the ghosts in hell so hard that they have no power to resist?"
"I wasn't eighty when I died! That's the life span of the dead! It doesn't count!"
Yan Shixun patted Jing Xiaobao lightly, and the child immediately fell silent, completely losing sight of the brave little boy who had just argued for his own reasons.
Seeing that Jing Xiaobao was not convinced, Yan Shixun sneered, "Who told you that I didn't copy it? Where do you think the two different handwriting annotations on the book came from? Where did the precious scriptures in other sects come from?"
Jing Xiaobao blinked slowly: "Could it be...Yanyan, you copied it?"
Yan Shixun nodded nonchalantly, as if this was everything normal to him.
Although Li Chengyun is a gentle person, underneath his carefree appearance is a man of the toughest steel that cannot be bent. For him, there is no such thing as meaningless "kindness".
Things like spoiling would never happen to Li Chengyun.
Li Chengyun was born in a turbulent childhood. He is like a big tree that has weathered the wind and rain. The sense of urgency brought by seeing through the world and the future makes him never waste a moment even though he has outstanding talents that others cannot match.
He was a man who was strict with his disciples and even stricter with himself.
From the moment Xiaoyan Shixun was brought home by Li Chengyun, she began to receive such a heavy and rigorous education.
When other children were playing games and watching TV, little Yan Shixun was already holding ancient books and drawing talismans. When Yan Shixun grew up, the speed at which Li Chengyun collected books and brought them home had already begun to match his reading speed.
Many of the precious books in Taoist temples and sects were copied by Yan Shixun in his own study when he was a teenager and then donated to them.
If Jing Xiaobao thinks that he wants Yan Shixun to do something he can't do himself, then he is very wrong.
In fact, the education that Jing Xiaobao received was a weakened version of the teachings that Yan Shixun received himself.
Until now, Yan Shixun still remembers what Li Chengyun once said to him.
——You study not for yourself to become stronger, but for all the lives you are responsible for protecting and the responsibilities you are responsible for.
Yan Shixun didn't know how to be a good "father", "mother" or "teacher" to fill these missing roles in Jing Xiaobao's life.
But fortunately, he has the best master who knows how to teach Jing Xiaobao so that this evil ghost who died prematurely can grow into a real King of Hell.
——Not only should he have the power and majesty that the King of Hell should have, but he should also have the responsibility and obligation to protect all living things.
Mr. Lin Ting entrusted Jing Xiaobao to Yan Shixun, and he also did not want to disappoint Mr. Lin Ting's expectations. As someone who protected her country both in life and after death, she hoped to see her own children also fight for the people of the world.
However, Yan Shixun did not explain all this to Jing Xiaobao.
He just listed the books he had copied to Jing Xiaobao at a very fast speed. It was a long and endless list, and soon Jing Xiaobao was so stunned that he couldn't recover for a long time.
Especially Yan Shixun's words, "Isn't it natural for a person with evil spirits to have such memory? Don't you have it?"
Jing Xiaobao was so excited that he wanted to cry on the spot in front of him.
Finally, Yan Shixun raised his hand and pointed at Ye Li casually: "Also, you may have some misunderstanding. Who told you that the King of Hell is the king of all ghosts? The evil ghost in hell taught you that. Tell me its name, and I will discuss the issue of my child's education with it in person. Even if there is a king of all ghosts, it should be Ye Li, not you."
Ye Li revealed a dangerous smile at the right time, with black mist lingering around him and thousands of ghosts roaring ferociously behind him. The bodies of the dead soldiers on the battlefield also began to move slightly, as if they would suddenly open their eyes and stand up in the next moment.
Jing Xiaobao was frightened by the sudden danger and hiccuped. Under the overwhelming pressure that he could not resist at all, he fell limply into Yan Shixun's hands.
Jing Xiaobao: Why do I feel like these two have become so much stronger after their trip? I couldn't beat them in the first place, and now I can't beat them even more QAQ Damn it, I hate the Avenue, sob.
Yan Shixun nodded in satisfaction and shook the child in his hand: "However, you still have another chance to prove yourself."
Jing Xiaobao raised his head listlessly, like a fat rabbit with drooping ears, looking cute and pitiful, and stared at Yan Shixun eagerly.
"Zhang Wubing is missing."
Yan Shixun lowered his eyes slightly and said, "I want you to find his trace in this trial field and bring him back."
Jing Xiaobao: "?"
"Ah, Big Sick Brother is so incompetent that he can even get lost by himself."
Jing Xiaobao puffed out his chest, looking particularly proud: "Unlike me, I never get lost."
Besides, wouldn't it be better if Zhang Dabing died? He could have Yanyan all to himself.
Yan Shixun smiled and dropped a bomb: "Zhang Wubing is the former King of Hell."
“…………”
"???"
Jing Xiaobao was horrified: "Yanyan, do you like Zhang Dabing so much? You even want him to be the King of Hell!"
Jing Xiaobao, who had previously disdained the position of King of Hell, immediately became alert. He held Yan Shixun's arm tightly and clung to Yan Shixun like a sloth, as if he had determined to defend the position of King of Hell.
He can choose not to have it, but no one can snatch it from him!
Especially when that person is Zhang Wubing!
When something that people don't care about is suddenly fought over by other people, the person who originally despised this thing will suddenly regard it as a treasure and be determined not to let it go.
Yan Shixun: “…………”
He realized that Jing Xiaobao had made a wrong guess, mistakenly thinking that he said he wanted Zhang Wubing to be the King of Hell because he was angry.
The residual soul of the former King of Hell had been hiding in the shadow of Zhang Wubing. He was so meticulous that even the great truth was concealed. How could Jing Xiaobao discover it?
When the King of Hell's true form was projected into the shadows because of a southwestern ghost show, Jing Xiaobao was not present and knew nothing about it.
In Jing Xiaobao's cognition, Zhang Wubing is still the mortal who would compete with him for favor and who would hug Yan Shixun's thighs and howl with tears and snot.
However, after seeing Jing Xiaobao's reaction, Yan Shixun maliciously did not intend to explain to him, but let him continue to misunderstand.
——It turned out to be a blessing in disguise. Jing Xiaobao, who was "competing for favor" with Zhang Wubing, seemed to be full of motivation.
"That depends on your performance."
Yan Shixun said lazily: "If you find the minor illness, it means you are better than him, and the position of King of Hell is still yours. But if you can't find it..."
He shrugged and didn't say anything else, leaving Jing Xiaobao to imagine it himself.
Jing Xiaobao: "!!!"
He looked at Yan Shixun with horror, he didn't expect that Yan Shixun was serious.
The sense of crisis instantly filled him with motivation. He put away his previous laxity and looked around as if facing a great enemy, vowing to find Zhang Wubing's location.
"He is a mortal who knows nothing. Why would he come to a place like this? Does he feel that he has lived too much and wants to come to the underworld to keep me company?"
Jing Xiaobao muttered to himself, somewhat puzzled, and thought his brother was a resentful idiot - it was such a fun place, but he didn't even take him to play with him. He was here to protect him!
So, Jing Xiaobao began to carefully distinguish the directions around him. Invisible power radiated from his body and black lines appeared on his lovely face, like mysterious runes that flashed and disappeared.
Jing Xiaobao's beautiful big eyes slowly turned pure black, which cast a strange shadow on his cuteness and was shocking to see.
It was not until this moment that the lovely child finally revealed his evil side.
There were gusts of cold wind in the trial field, and ghosts were howling, but no one dared to approach Jing Xiaobao. Countless shadows even retreated quickly to farther places, trying desperately to escape.
——This is the power and oppression of a top-level evil spirit.
In hell, strength is king. Even if the King of Hell loses his power, he will be torn into pieces by thousands of evil spirits in hell. However, Jing Xiaobao, with the power of a single ghost, suppressed the out-of-control 18 levels of hell and beat all the evil spirits to the ground.
When this power reappears, few ghosts can resist it.
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Ghost energy was fed back to Jing Xiaobao from all directions. The ripples of his power were like radar sound waves, carefully exploring the trial field, not missing any corner where Zhang Wubing might be.
Then he pointed to the direction he noticed and showed it to Yan Shixun: "Southeast direction."
Yan Shixun raised his head happily and walked towards the direction Jing Xiaobao pointed.
Seeing Yan Shixun's actions, Ye Li raised his eyebrows, and a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.
He looked at Yan Shixun with a smile and asked silently: Shixun, are you using Jing Xiaobao as a navigation as well?
Yan Shixun spread his hands: Why, is it not possible? Isn't Zhang Wubing very competent as a navigator?
Zhang Wubing is the most useful navigation system Yan Shixun has ever used in his life. It can hit the target wherever he points, with incredible accuracy - there is no need to worry about the signal problem of satellite positioning, and the deviation does not exceed one meter.
But Yan Shixun followed Jing Xiaobao for a long distance and did not detect any trace of Zhang Wubing.
He even instinctively felt that Zhang Wubing was not in this direction.
——It is more reliable to say that it is in the direction behind him.
Yan Shixun stopped and looked at Jing Xiaobao in confusion: "Are you navigating properly?"
Jing Xiaobao, whose ability was questioned, said: "Yan Yan, you don't believe me!!!"
The child's face was filled with grief and anger, and his face turned red from shouting.
Yan Shixun: "...I think my intuition is more accurate than yours."
Jing Xiaobao: Q dish Q
Yan Shixun only considered for two seconds before turning around decisively, cutting his losses in time, giving up on letting Jing Xiaobao navigate, and instead lowering his eyes to follow his own intuition.
He doesn't like to get involved with others easily.
But the cause and effect between Zhang Wubing and him have long been entangled and cannot be sorted out.
Relying on this cause and effect, Yan Shixun, who has already shouldered the great Dao, can still vaguely detect Zhang Wubing's location even in the trial field.
——It’s just not that accurate.
Yan Shixun admitted that he was still far behind the evil map navigation, but Jing Xiaobao had gone from being suspicious and curious at the beginning to being indifferent at the end. He questioned in a childish voice: "Yan Yan, do you want to learn the idiom of going in the opposite direction?"
"Forget it, just follow the direction I point you to."
Having said that, Jing Xiaobao became proud again, and wanted to find Zhang Wubing's location with great enthusiasm.
But Yan Shixun ruthlessly rejected him: "No, I think the minor illness is in this direction, and the cause and effect are getting more and more serious."
Jing Xiaobao pursed his red lips and pointed stubbornly behind Yan Shixun: "I think it's over there!"
"This way."
"Over there! It's really over there!"
…
Two wolves: “…………”
Suddenly I felt that the world was unreliable. The King of Hell was actually like this... Yan Shixun, who was shouldering the great Dao, was actually like this...
But soon, as they were arguing, Yan Shixun discovered a problem.
The directions he could sense did have large errors, and he could only point out east, south, west and north.
But the direction pointed out by Jing Xiaobao was much more accurate, and he could even report the distance and angle.
The only problem is that Zhang Wubing is not in that direction at all.
At this time, Yan Shixun suddenly missed the time when Zhang Wubing served as his guide.
When Zhang Wubing was around, his judgment was so accurate that he didn't need to waste time making his own judgments.
It seems that every talent has its own place and nothing is wasted.
Yan Shixun: I didn’t expect that living with a minor illness could be so inspiring.
"Are you really the King of Hell?"
Yan Shixun stopped for a moment and looked at Jing Xiaobao in confusion: "Could it be that something went wrong and you didn't inherit the name and position of the King of Hell?"
"!!! Who said that! I am the King of Hell!"
Jing Xiaobao was as if his favorite toy was being snatched away, as if he was facing a formidable enemy: "Isn't it just Zhang Dabing? Yanyan, wait, I will find him for you!"
Yan Shixun: "I am skeptical about this..."
He looked at Ye Li in confusion, wondering, "Could it be that navigation is not a necessary skill for the position of the King of Hell?"
Ye Li pondered for a moment, and said something fair for Jing Xiaobao: "In theory, the King of Hell's authority covers death and reincarnation. He only controls reincarnation, not navigation."
He said tactfully: "Jing Xiaobao probably doesn't have this skill."
What Ye Li didn’t tell his lover was that there seemed to be no god in charge of “navigation”.
Before the Great Dao fell into disrepair, there were indeed many immortals, each with their own duties. But they were only divided into the categories of those who were in charge of rain, marriage, and navigation... Maybe the Great Dao itself did not think that it should set up a god position to specifically take care of navigation.
Do I have to tell the navigation god before opening this evil map?
However, Ye Li quickly found another reason for his lover.
It must be that the previous avenue was too backward and did not consider the need in this regard. It was the avenue that was not thoughtful, not Shi Xun's fault.
Yan Shixun touched his chin and thought, "So, this is Xiaobing's exclusive skill?"
He was somewhat surprised by this discovery, but he soon discovered something else.
As a result, with his own intuition and Jing Xiaobao's guidance, he suddenly discovered that the direction Jing Xiaobao pointed to, if only it was completely reversed, would be the correct direction!
In other words, as long as he walked in the opposite direction immediately after Jing Xiaobao pointed out the direction, he would be able to find Zhang Wubing.
"...Is your error rate too high?"
Yan Shixun looked at Jing Xiaobao with an indescribable look in his eyes: "Do you hate minor illnesses? Why do you mean the exact opposite?"
Jing Xiaobao was not convinced: "Isn't 100% wrong 100% correct? Besides, I've never heard of anyone's ghost being used as a navigation system!"
Yan Shixun: "My family's."
“…………”
However, this is indeed good news for Yan Shixun.
Since he and Jing Xiaobao can both sense Zhang Wubing, it means that Zhang Wubing is still there and is safe for the time being.
Although the cause and effect of the Tao is powerful, Zhang Wubing may have been lucky enough to save his life.
Thinking of this, Yan Shixun couldn't help but quicken his pace.
Ye Li's power spread out in all directions, silently occupying the entire trial field.
It was different from the previous time in the trial field, when he was just a ghost, but now, he was indeed a great way, a thorough rule maker and maintainer. It was not a problem for him to sense anything from the trial field.
The Dao can no longer block his perception and memory here.
Although Zhang Wubing died under the thunder of the avenue and it was a bit difficult to find him, fortunately, Yan Shixun and Jing Xiaobao were there to make up for the last deficiency.
After discovering the pattern, several people worked together to quickly narrow the scope in the vast trial field, step by step approaching the place where Zhang Wubing was most likely to be.
The two wolves were also put to use. They lowered their heads and sniffed the scent of strangers, indicating to Yan Shixun whether the direction was correct or not, and decisively eliminated the wrong options.
Following the guidance, Yan Shixun and others left the battlefield and passed through large tracts of reed marshes, climbing over mountains and crossing rivers in a trial field that was no different from the real thing, shrinking the distance to an inch.
Yan Shixun's perception became stronger and stronger.
But suddenly, he stopped and held his breath when he saw the scene in front of him after passing through the mountains and forests.
What appeared before his eyes... was a very familiar village market.
The bustling hawking of people, low houses, various vendors, and old houses on the street.
——This is clearly the market where Xiaoyan Shixun was abandoned more than ten years ago.
Ye Li was also stunned. He didn't expect that this scene would appear in the trial.
Is it because he had a deep memory of his first encounter with Shi Xun?
But Yan Shixun quickly caught a familiar figure in the crowd.
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