Chapter 262: Suffering in the Netherworld
Inside the tent, the metal force that could corrode the blood and the death cries that could disturb the soul rapidly weakened.

However, no matter how weak it becomes, it will not disappear completely. This is a unique rule in the world of Bingzhong, and it is also a way to guard against external enemies.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't seen his old friend for three hundred years, Huang Yuquan couldn't help but talk to the mute old man for a few more words, and nearly three hours passed.

During this time, Zhou Tieyi kept listening with a smile. After all, these people had paid so much for the Zhou family, and they still remembered the name of the Tiger Army after their death. It didn't matter if he spent three more hours.

However, Zhou Tieyi can protect himself, but the method Miaoyu uses has its limits after all.

At this moment, she seemed to be able to think in the most rational state. On the one hand, she took into account the human relationships and waited for three hours. But on the other hand, when she was close to her limit, she suddenly said, "I can hold on here for another hour."

When Miaoyu spoke, Huang Yuquan was stunned, then smiled with shame, "I was quite smart when I was alive, but it has become less and less smart after I died."

Zhou Tieyi smiled and waved his hand, "It's okay, I can bring Old Mute in from time to time in the next two months."

Huang Yuquan sighed, "It's been a long time since we had such a pleasant chat. For so many years, 'living' in this netherworld is almost the same as being dead. Most of the time we were in a deep sleep, confused and unaware of life or death."

Zhou Tieyi had just listened carefully to Huang Yuquan's speech, so he naturally understood the details and also learned a lot of secrets about the soldiers' tomb.

For example, if one wants to become a ghost soldier after death, one needs to be at least at the eighth level of martial arts and condense the spirit of martial arts. Only in this way can one's soul be strong enough to withstand the transformation.

Even after becoming a Yin soldier, it does not mean that it can exist forever. The soul itself will be consumed. The stronger it is, the longer it will exist. This is the so-called "Yin longevity".

Compared to the ghosts in the outside world, the ghost soldiers here are actually more miserable.

Because the ghost soldiers have fewer sources of food.

It is said that those who eat air are gods.

For ghosts, the best food is vitality, such as the extremely high-quality blood that Zhou Tieyi just exuded.

The body is a bondage to the soul, but it also nourishes it.

Therefore, ghosts that exist in the world due to special circumstances will, out of instinct, prey on living humans and absorb their vitality.

However, in this process, the resentment of the living when they die will be infinitely magnified. Ghosts that prey on living people generally will not let go of the other party's soul. They will not come back to seek revenge after I die, so the shattered soul will also be absorbed along with this resentment.

This will lead to a result that the more living people the ghost feeds on, the crazier it will become, and eventually it will turn into a ghost that only knows how to kill, until it is completely wiped out.

Only a few ghosts can find the core of the earth's power and the water's power, and rely on the energy of the mountains and rivers to nourish themselves. Gradually, these ghosts have the potential to be deified. In the past Five Dynasties of the North and South, or even earlier in the ancient times, there were many such cases, which is the origin of the so-called deification after death and the god of air-feeders.

But as Shinto became an evil way, the possibility of this kind of ghost appearing became smaller and smaller.

Most of the food sources for the Yin soldiers in the soldier tomb are the national fortune supplied by Daxia every year and the food that the Buddhist and Taoist sects use secret methods to transform the energy of mountains and rivers into Dharma food. However, Daxia is unable to feed every Yin soldier, so this is a huge consumption.

Therefore, the number of ghost soldiers in the soldier tomb is fixed and will not expand indefinitely.

At the same time, there is no color, life, sun or moon in the underworld, only the constant cry of death. Therefore, even the ghost soldiers guarding here can only reduce consumption and appease their souls by long-term sleep.

But even so, the madness in their souls will accumulate little by little, until they can no longer hold on and will be "reincarnated" through the underworld.

They say it is reincarnation, but they do not have the support of great monks and virtuous people. Whether they can be successfully reborn as a human being after entering the underworld depends entirely on luck.

Of course, this is already luckier than most ordinary people.

Even if the souls of most ordinary people go to the netherworld, because their souls are not strong enough, they will quickly return to the world and turn into nutrients for the world.

Hearing Huang Yuquan's words, Ya Lao was most deeply touched, "Yes, sometimes it is worse to be dead than alive."

Although he lived in the world of the living and could see the colorful world, his ghostly body made it impossible for him to enjoy food or speak, let alone enjoy beauty and wealth. For a former military general, this in itself was a torture.

Huang Yuquan waved his hand, "Forget it, today is a happy day, let's not say those depressing words. The young master has finally come here, so naturally he must taste the delicacies of the underworld."

Zhou Tieyi asked curiously, "Is there any delicious food in the Netherworld?"

Huang Yuquan smiled mysteriously, then walked out of the tent, called hundreds of ghost soldiers, and then set up a dark cloud and headed towards Huangquan.

Compared to the Yellow Springs where Zhou Tieyi and the other two came from, the water in this Yellow Springs River that Huang Yuquan led them to was "slower" and not so turbid, so the attraction from the Yellow Springs was much smaller.

Zhou Tieyi looked into the distance and instantly discovered the reason. Old Ya said that Daxia would spend a lot of effort every year to sort out this tributary of the Yellow Spring, and even diverted the river mouth several times to ensure the safety of the underworld under the soldiers' tombs.

This is the same as managing river sand and cleaning rivers in the Yang world. In the direction he looked, between black and white, there was a mellow power of national destiny falling from the sky above, falling into the Yellow Spring, taming the Yellow Spring, so that this section of the river became slow and clear. Around the river, in addition to them, there were more than a dozen teams of Yin soldiers. It seemed that this was a rare place with life in the soldiers' tomb.

Huang Yuquan laughed and asked, "Who will come this time?"

"me!"

Rare expressions of excitement appeared on the faces of the ghost soldiers in the Xianzhen Camp, and even this excitement contained a hint of madness, causing their faces to gradually transform from those of normal people into those of evil spirits, with green faces and fangs, and looking extremely ugly.

Huang Yuquan pointed at the two most distorted looking ghost soldiers and laughed, "Just the five of you guys."

After saying that, the ghost soldiers around took out the special ropes they had prepared and tied them around the five people.

Zhou Tieyi reacted in an instant, "You want to use the five of them to 'fish'?"

Huang Yuquan grinned and said, "Young Master, you don't know that the Yellow Spring is the place of death. It's just that the rotation of yin and yang naturally breeds life in the place of death. That's why there's a saying that people enter the Yellow Spring and are reincarnated as humans. This section of the river carries the fate of the country, so all the living things in the Yellow Spring will come here."

"This will be dangerous."

Zhou Tieyi sighed and said that he would certainly not waste words if others were fishing like this, but these ghost soldiers were "his own people" after all.

Huang Yuquan laughed and looked at the mute old man, "Thank you, old man, this young master is much more merciful than the old commander."

Old Ya knew that Huang Yuquan was implicitly criticizing Zhou Tieyi.

However, he had lived for so long that he naturally knew that the two people lived in different eras. One was a man who lived in the Southern and Northern Dynasties, an era of cannibalism and Shintoism, and the other was a man who was raised in an aristocratic family during the prosperous era of the Great Xia Dynasty. How could they be the same?

The mute old man said, "That's because you haven't seen the young master's heart-breaking methods. He is much more powerful than the commander-in-chief."

Huang Yuquan thought about it seriously and said, "He is indeed a wise general."

Huang Yuquan then looked at Zhou Tieyi and said softly, "Young Master, we are already dead. We have been living in the barracks day after day in a daze. Only this rare fun makes us feel alive."

Zhou Tieyi stood there and suddenly realized that this was the real underworld.

The dead all long for the feeling of being alive, so they are even willing to give up their own existence.

Therefore, as long as the Yin and Yang worlds are connected, the beings in the Netherworld will invade the Yang world without hesitation, such as those evil ghosts who cannot control their instincts and will want to suck the life and souls of Yang people even if they know that they will be killed by practitioners.

He looked at the mute old man beside him who looked normal, and sighed, "The netherworld is miserable."

Zhou Tieyi did not stop them. The five ghost soldiers rushed towards Huangquan happily. The huge attraction pulled the special rope that could tie up the souls straight. The rest of the ghost soldiers just stood outside the attraction, using themselves to fix the five ghost soldiers to prevent them from being completely pulled into Huangquan.

After standing on the shore and waiting for a while, Zhou Tieyi suddenly stretched out his palm, and the five Qi gathered and condensed into a longbow, compared to the [Five Emperors Bow] that had only appeared in dreams before.

After a month of practice, especially the successive condensation of the Yellow Emperor statue and the White Emperor statue, although the five elements have not yet been completely perfected, Zhou Tieyi is already able to use the [Five Emperors Bow] in reality.

The most important thing in archery is timing. Zhou Tieyi's eyes were always on the clouds above the heads of several ghost soldiers. When the gray clouds turned into pure black, which was a sign of great misfortune, he seized the critical moment.

In the Yellow Spring, several ghost soldiers who were used as bait could not tell up, down, left, and right in the turbid river water. Even though they did not go deep into the center of the river, and even though the flow rate of this section of the Yellow Spring was extremely slow, after their souls entered the Yellow Spring, it was just like ordinary people drowning. The only source of their perception of direction was the rope pulling them on their bodies.

Suddenly, a skilled Yin soldier who had participated in "fishing" several times noticed that there was a huge object in the water stirring up the surrounding Yellow Springs. He pulled his companions beside him hard, and several well-trained and long-term cooperative Yin soldiers immediately knew what to do. They formed a peculiar military formation and formed an illusory [Sky-Splitting Sword]. For a moment, the surrounding Yellow Springs were slightly squeezed away, revealing a huge, scaleless, snake-like fish.

This fish is six meters long, and its big open mouth can directly swallow an adult. What's even more terrifying is that the sharp teeth in its mouth rotate like spiral blades.

When the snake fish saw that everyone had discovered its presence, it did not retreat. Instead, it stirred its body fiercely and pulled towards the illusory [Sky-Splitting Sword], wanting to end the battle quickly.

On the shore, Zhou Tieyi, who had already drawn his bow, seized the most critical moment. His face was solemn, and thunder surged behind him, transforming into nine thunder drums. On top of the thunder drums, there were nine real dragon seals connected with the rules of thunder, causing thunder to emerge in the underworld, with arcs of silver-white light mixed with bright red blood.

"Those who are facing a battle should march forward in formation."

Nine thunder sounds rang out, and the silver-white thunder power gathered on the bowstring to form an arrow. The five Qi flowed along the longbow and converged at the tail of the arrow, turning into five-colored feathers.

Thunder is the arrow, and the five Qi are the feathers.

Amid the loudest and most powerful roar, heaven and earth fell silent. An extremely brilliant lightning bolt dragged the colorful tail feathers, tearing through the black and white of the underworld and piercing the snake fish's head.

(End of this chapter)