Chapter 51 Battlefield Name
Li Hao walked for several miles along the wet gravel path and came to another waterfall and deep pool.
"Strange, I just heard the sound of a flute."
Li Hao looked around, could it be an illusion?
The waterfall in front is like a curtain, but in the gap between the water flow, there seems to be a small temple inside.
Li Hao was slightly surprised. With a flicker of his figure, he performed the ultimate White Phoenix Walking Technique and flew through the water curtain like a bird flying through the forest. His whole body was not even wet at all.
He spent two of the three skill points he had previously reserved on Shenfa Dao, allowing him to easily comprehend this high-grade technique.
When Li Hao entered the water curtain, far away from the waterfall, two slender figures stood on another moss-covered stone platform.
"Hey, Yueyao, did someone pass by over there just now?" Lin Feifei said in surprise, pointing to the waterfall over there.
"It seems so."
Song Yueyao also noticed, but the figure disappeared in a flash, and he seemed to be wearing the outer palace uniform.
"It doesn't seem like I'm dazzled. What are the outer palace disciples doing here? It's not the freshman year exam yet, right?"
Lin Feifei wondered: "He seems to have entered the Fangzhu Temple. Is he going to enter the Death River?"
Song Yueyao looked away and shook her head slightly. She was not interested in such external matters. She picked up the flute in her hand and played it gently.
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After the waterfall, Li Hao looked at the temple in front of him.
It's very small, about half a person tall.
But the shape is very exquisite. There are two statues of gods inside, one male and one female. They seem to be too old and their faces are a little blurred. If you look carefully, you can see their original appearance, which should be quite kind and kind.
But because the soil was mottled and peeled off and the face was rotten, the half-lipped smile looked a bit weird and ferocious.
On both sides of the temple, there is a vertical couplet:
The earth can produce all things,
Earth can bury all living beings.
There is also a horizontal comment on it: Lord of one side.
When Li Hao was looking at the temple, suddenly a booklet flew out of the temple and opened it in front of Li Hao's eyes.
Immediately afterwards, a piece of paper flew out from inside and shot towards Li Hao's head like a divine light.
Li Hao was frightened and wanted to dodge, but with his cultivation at the Fifteenth Mile Realm, he was unable to react in time and was engulfed by the divine light.
For an instant, the surrounding world seemed to be submerged in water light, and then faded with the water light, revealing another layer of a world that seemed both real and illusory.
The dim cave became blurry, as if there was a barrier-like water light covering him within three feet.
At the same time, illusory golden characters appeared in front of Li Hao’s eyes:
【You have entered the Minghe River】
[Your place of residence has been confirmed: Dayu Dynasty, Qingzhou]
[Please leave your name in the dead river]
Li Hao was stunned. Did he enter the Minghe River?
He looked around, and saw a barrier like a flowing water film. The light outside the barrier was dim, and he could vaguely see some incomplete mountains. They were extremely empty and definitely not the narrow cave just now.
Is this the legendary mysterious and dangerous place?
So amazing!
Even though I knew something about Mian He, I still couldn't help but feel amazed when I experienced this scene personally. This was beyond the scope of ordinary martial arts.
I just don’t know, what level does the Mianhe in front of me belong to?
Li Hao heard his second master talk about it when he was fishing on weekdays. There are five types of Ming River. Among them, the Youdu-level Ming River, even the second master and Feng Lao would not dare to step into it easily. It contains great terror.
At this time, the golden light that had penetrated Li Hao's forehead converged into his hand, forming a golden paper.
The paper is blank.
At the same time, pieces of information poured into his mind. Li Hao understood it, thought about it, bit his finger, and left his name of Mian He on the gold paper:
two.
As he finished writing, golden light bloomed on the paper, covering and submerging the bloody name, and then turned into golden light and disappeared, submerging into Li Hao's body.
At the same time, the surrounding water film barrier gradually faded away, revealing the broken mountains and desolate land outside.
In his mind, a message automatically appeared:
Boundary: Fengshan Mianhe.
Death River completion level: 0%.
Li Hao looked up and saw the red sky, the setting sun like blood, half of which was submerged in another part of the earth.
In front of me is a desolate mountain with villages and cooking smoke.
Li Hao's eyes moved slightly, and he released his soul to explore first.
I saw a soul with the same appearance as him flying out of his head, suddenly swaying, flying thousands of miles, flying into the sky above the village, overlooking the entire mountain in front of him.
At the same time, the spirit's sight quickly lifted up and looked further away, wanting to see the entire Minghe River battlefield clearly.
But as he looked far into the distance, Li Hao saw that at the end of the Ming River, he was surrounded by a mass of darkness. When the soul's sight penetrated, he felt a chilling feeling, as if there was something untouchable in the darkness!
Li Hao quickly withdrew his soul's perception and limited the scope to the mountain village and its surroundings.
Young and old are walking around in the village, men are farming and women are weaving, and it looks very harmonious.
...provided you can ignore their faces.
Everyone's face is withered and dry, the old man is like a mummy, the children's pupils are like black holes, their tongues hang down to their chests, the woman is weaving at the window, her nails are like knives, her teeth are sharp, and she has a charming smile.
What a paradise... Li Hao sighed.
Having seen the ferocious appearances of various fish monsters, he didn't find the dead in the river that scary.
"Do we need to deal with them all before it is complete?" Li Hao looked thoughtful. He thought about quitting, but he had to enter the corresponding temple in the Death River first.
Through the inspection of the soul, he has found the location of the temple, which is located in the center of the village, on a stage-like place.
This location is despicable enough...
"That person seems to be the boss here. In the realm of successor souls, can the dead still have their own souls?"
Li Hao's eyes fell on the hill behind the village, where a black-robed scholar sat, with a black smoke-filled female soul lying on his back, which gave him a rather strange feeling.
After investigating the situation, Li Hao didn't stay long. After returning to his body, he strode towards the village.
Soon, villagers wandering at the entrance of the village saw Li Hao.
"Hello, hello..." Li Hao smiled and raised his hand to say hello.
The old man who was holding the child roared fiercely and charged toward Li Hao ferociously.
The child who originally looked "innocent and stupid" became violent, bared his fangs, and rushed towards Li Hao.
"So enthusiastic." Li Hao was helpless.
He casually broke off a dead branch and flicked it gently.
Snow was falling all over the sky, and before the rushing elderly and children could reach the two feet in front of Li Hao, their bodies suddenly stiffened, their heads were broken, and the wounds were extremely sharp and smooth.
Afterwards, Li Hao casually carried the dead branches and walked into the village along the ancient road.
The villagers who were planting rice seedlings in the field ridges along the way, after noticing Li Hao, suddenly changed from a calm attitude of planting rice seedlings to a violent one, and roared and rushed towards him.
Some farmers wearing straw hats carrying grain also rushed over with poles.
"Do you also have a dream to conquer the sea?"
Li Hao's footsteps did not stop, and he waved the dead branches casually, as if snowflakes were falling. Pieces of snowflakes fell on these villagers, like some kind of seal, making their bodies suddenly freeze.
After Li Hao went deep into the village, more and more villagers came, including village women carrying pots and bowls, women with long tongues weaving cloth, etc.
"They are all in the Zhoutian realm, tsk, and there are a few who are in the Zhoutian realm."
Li Hao shook the dead branches casually and walked along the spacious avenue, leaving a broken body behind him.
These dead people seem to be ghosts and are theoretically incorporeal, but in this dead river, they have bodies with flesh and blood, and black blood will spray when their limbs are severed.
"Isn't this the same river that I will take the exam for a year later?"
Li Hao muttered.
I feel that the intensity of this river is not high.
The only biggest danger I see right now is the black-robed scholar in the village who is behind in the spiritual realm.
Using the Jihun realm to test the disciples of the First Academy is indeed okay.
As villagers fell one by one, Li Hao glanced at the Qianhe gold paper in his palm prints, and a message appeared on it:
The completion rate of Qianhe is 89%.
Every time a villager is killed, about 1% of the progress seems to be completed.
"With the characteristics of Mianhe, even if we solve them all, it seems that we cannot achieve 100% progress and completely collapse."
Li Hao murmured to himself.
The difficulty in suppressing Mianhe is here. It must be solved 100% to make it disappear.
I heard that some people tried to kill all the dead in the Dead River and destroy everything, but they still failed.
The Ming River cannot be destroyed. As long as it is not cracked, it will recover and come back again, extending to any part of the world.
Li Hao passed by the temple next to the stage and took a look, but did not choose to quit.
Now that he's here, he plans to try and see how far he can go. After all, this is his first contact.
