k it's that simple. A lot of people died in my family before I was born, probably as revenge from the Ghost King. My great-grandfather always thought it was necessary to sacrifice someone to the Ghos...Hú Qīng heard this, chuckled softly, and said: "Some things don't need to be constantly on your lips. It's enough to have faith in your heart."

Whether it's Buddhism or Taoism, in recent years, there has often been debate about the doctrines within the cultivation circles.

Some people who believe in Buddhism say that practitioners of the Tao are just charlatans; some practitioners of the Tao say that there are fake monks and phony Buddhist clergy everywhere.

In fact, they are all people who haven't achieved spiritual enlightenment attacking each other.

To talk about historical origins, Taoism is indeed our indigenous religion. However, after Buddhism entered China, it was also influenced by Chinese culture and gradually became a religion on this land.

There is no need for mutual attacks. Different paths should each cultivate their own families, and the competition for high and low is nothing more than the ancient practice of one destroying the other in order to survive and carry on.

In today's society, there is no need to argue about these things. Everyone has their own beliefs and rationality. It is enough to live peacefully and with reverence.

My brother and Master Huiching, when they were together, never talked about Buddhism. They were good friends who never attacked each other's beliefs. Isn't that great

"Little Qiao, I feel like these demons are doing this on purpose..." Master Huqing said.

And Master Huisqing walked beside me in the narrow alley. It was a bit crowded, so I carefully avoided bumping into him. After all, he was a high monk now, and I couldn't offend him.

But he ignored all of that, instead grasping my wrist and pulling me forward half a step so that he could speak to me in a hushed voice.

Xiaoguang carried a high-powered spotlight in front of him, illuminating the way. The light was many times brighter than a flashlight.

"You mean... these demons intentionally wanted to take my brother" I asked.

Hu Qing nodded: "See, you're protected, they can't catch you, so they can only catch your brother."

"Why" I couldn't understand.

"If you wanted to take revenge on your family, why capture Yunfan's child and bring him here Why not directly attack your house With the Devil God's cultivation and power, that would also result in death or severe injury. Why go through all this trouble" Huiqing said.

"But...what would they do with my brother" That's the part I just couldn't understand.

Although my brother is in the industry, he rarely interferes with my work. He only comes to help me when needed, either by accompanying me or giving me some assistance.

Hu Qing frowned, seemingly hesitant as she pointed out: "You and Yun Fan, sharing the same bloodline. If there's anyone in this world whose bloodline is most similar to yours, it wouldn't be your child, but Yun Fan."

Bloodline… Could it be, the demons think my brother can also help them break free from the limitations of the boundary, so they also want to make a blood pact with him

"Please don't! I definitely don't want my brother to become a disciple of the Demon Lord, becoming part of their way to break through the boundary. He'll die." I bit my lip anxiously.

"That one" The bald man pointed to the house with lights on in the distance.

Under the powerful beam of the spotlight, I noticed that the houses around me were different from when I first ran here.

Indeed, it's like a set of interlocking gears. Once you've walked a path, going back is different.

Here, all these narrow alleys have become a labyrinth of activity. The same path that might have been a dead end just moments ago could suddenly give way to a new branch.

As real as it is unreal, I don't know where the next step will take me.

My brother is alone in there, even if he's not afraid, he'll get exhausted eventually. We have to find him as soon as possible.

Master Huisqing muttered a sutra I couldn't understand. The window, lit by a lamp, was once again shrouded in wisps of black mist.

Just like the little imps that had clung to my hand before, those tiny demons in the mist surged from the windowpanes like a tide.

This time my talisman didn't pause, it quickly slapped against the windowpane before I was attacked.

The surrounding scenery trembled slightly. I turned back and saw that Master Huiqing was also looking at me with some confusion: "There are so many little demons here... It reminds this poor monk of unpleasant memories..."

Isn't that right Our memory of demons mostly stops at the zombies created by the necromancers, those chaotic and messy piles of flesh still vivid in our minds.

Master Huiqing's master also died because of this, and it is said that he still harbored resentment and prejudice towards these demons and ghosts in his heart.

"These demons can't form a climate, they are all low-level little demons, only able to emerge through spatial rifts." I offered a word of comfort, not sure if it was for him or myself.

Master Huqing shook his head. "Even small demons are still demons. For ordinary people, ghosts might influence their minds and health, but demons directly threaten life. They all need to be eradicated... This world cannot allow creatures from other realms to run rampant."

"But now that pestilence is rampant and evil spirits abound, it's a time when demons enter the world. We can't stop this trend, we can only do our best to protect those around us."

"Mmm." Master Huisqing nodded. "I'll go in first, you stay behind."

I frowned. "It should be me going in first, you stay back... Dealing with these things, I've had my fair share of experience. You can react accordingly from the back."

Without waiting for him to push the door open, I raised my hand and placed it on the doorknob.

A bone-chilling coldness traveled from the doorknob to my hand. I quickly suppressed the fear rising in my heart, grasped the Zi Xiao Ruyi tightly in one hand, and flung open the door—

》》》

Nine heavens and ten thousand worlds.

For so many years, the world I've seen before my eyes has been nothing more than a small corner.

Myriads of lights and shadows, countless methods, tempt people to explore their depths, yet they are powerless.

After all, I am just an ordinary person. I cannot travel to the North Sea in the morning and Kunlun Mountains in the evening. Most of the time, I am stuck bumping against the walls in the cracks between realms.

What is the Demon Realm like My first reaction is that it's like hell...

But the appearance of the Underworld was not as terrifying as ordinary people imagined.

Although the Underworld is a place of silence, it is still majestic and ethereal, with auspicious clouds swirling around.

Perhaps that demonic land is not as terrifying as we imagined.

With a mix of hopefulness and self-deception, I strained my eyes, trying to carefully examine what was behind the door.

Darkness engulfed me as soon as I stepped through the door, leaving me momentarily disoriented.

I took a step forward, and the little demons receded like a tide, revealing a strange glow on the ground.

With every step forward, the radiance grew brighter, and the vision became more distinct.

"Xiao Qiao—" Huisqing the monk cried out anxiously, reaching out to grab me and prevent me from going inside.

But, but what did I see!

There, in the glow on the ground, a strange and eerie picture was revealed. I...I seemed to see my brother!

Master Huiqing's attempt to stop me was too late; I had already rushed forward.

Is this really a house I ran so far, and found that everything around me was pitch black. When I turned back, all I could see was a faint glow coming from the doorway in the distance, where a powerful floodlight shone brightly.

And beneath their feet, that image grew larger and larger.

That was a vast expanse of pale pink flowers, and my brother's back stood out amidst them.

But how can I enter the space below

This is clearly a crack in the space of the Demon Realm. I've been here once before, and Yin Su Bai led me for a while.

Facing this boundless darkness, I wonder where to go to find the passage to another world

"Hmph..." A faint laughter drifted into my mind. I raised my hand to cover my ears, afraid of missing the sound.

"... Mu Xiaoqiao, do you want to go" He asked with a sneer.

"Let my brother and nephew go, what are you going to do, come at me." I tried to stay calm.

Then come find me... I'll be waiting for you...

Should I wait for you What's so hard about finding you This chilling aura always makes me feel like Jiang Qiyun is here. Plus, there's a hint of aggression hidden within it. As long as this person doesn't disappear, I can follow this feeling!

"Little Qiao, don't run too far!" The monk Huqing at the door was anxious and yelled as he grasped the door frame.

I turned back and said in a low voice, "Hu Qing, thank you for caring so much about my brother, but... you'd better try to get out first. I'll go find him, and you can wait outside."

After all, he's my brother.

I turned my head to chase that feeling, whatever Hú Qīng said I couldn't hear anymore.e Hall of Forgetfulness is a magnificent building. Behind it lies the River of Forgetfulness and the Bridge of No Regrets. Beyond the Bridge of No Regrets lies a sea of fiery yet tranquil lotuses.A se...