Chang Xi opened his eyes and lay quietly on the shore of a lake. The fine and round pebbles under his back rolled gently with the waves of striking the shore, making a creaking and creaking sound. The white waves washed over his chest, like a driftwood drifting with the waves.

Chang Xi himself didn't know how long it had been since he jumped down the Naihe Bridge, nor did he know where Suihe had floated, nor where it was.

Recalling the scene when he jumped down from the Naihe Bridge, Chang Xi, who hit the shore like a driftwood, was still in fear.

Not to mention the poisonous miasma snakes in the Wangchuan River that can cause ordinary people to die. The number of water ghosts that die in the Wangchuan River alone has reached a terrifying level. There is no buoyancy in the Wangchuan River, and the souls who die tragically in the river will never have the chance to go ashore. The pain of never being reincarnated and the cold river water make the water ghosts jealous of other souls who have hope for reincarnation. As long as the soul falls into the water, they will rush up and pull it into the bottom of the river to become the same water ghosts as them.

Fortunately in misfortune, Chang Xi, who had great merits during his lifetime, had many reliances on it.

Not only sword energy and spiritual power, but also artifact formations and Vajra Nirvana Body.

Chang Xi knew very well that the Wangchuan River was powerful, and all the unreserved trump cards were released. The pain of the Wangchuan River corroding the soul was more than a hundred times more domineering than the ambitions recorded in the gods and ghosts. The water ghosts who drowned in the river water had no possibility of reincarnation and had more or less cultivation. They rushed forward without knowing the pain, breaking through Chang Xi's protective sword light again and again, and were full of dangers. On several occasions, Chang Xi felt that he could not hold on. But every time the faces of the two wives appeared in his mind, Chang Xi gritted his teeth and survived it again and again, which was a must-have situation.

Chang Xi was taken to the turbulent turbulent flow without seeing the sky. He was so confused that he mechanically and instinctively supported the faint sword light of his body protection.

Until one day, he felt like a piece of himself who had been chewed with bones, and was vomited out by the water of the Wangchuan River. It was no longer cold and the bones, but was very warm. In this sudden and huge contrast, Chang Xi, who had been extremely exhausted in his mind and body, finally fell asleep at this moment.

Until he woke up on this warm lake.

Chang Xi did not rush to get up from the warm lake, mainly because he really didn't have much strength.

Chang Xi, who was lying on his back, looked at the colorful lake water beside him, then looked at the endless blue sky and white clouds, and there were lush green mountains in the distance.

At first he had no idea that such a beautiful place would be a fountain. He even thought that he had already reached the end of his life, until he looked at him with a hint of hope and smiled bitterly, and he was still the one he died.

The green mountains and clear waters of the Yellow Springs still have day and night alternating. Chang Xi counted the hours silently. It had been twenty-four hours since he opened his eyes to now, which was only two days and two nights. Fortunately, the lake water was quite warm regardless of day or night, otherwise his body, which was now completely exhausted, would not be frostbite, but would have been a bit uncomfortable.

The black shadow in his body fell asleep because of exhaustion of spiritual power. While Chang Xi tried hard to let the Dantian Spirit Sea absorb the rich spiritual energy around him, he focused on reading the information that Meng Po left to him in his mind that he had already lifted the ban on his own.

The Huangquan Realm has a vast land that is no less than Jiuzhou, with all forces mixed with dragons and snakes. The Fengdu Emperor, who is in charge of Fengdu Mountain, is the sect of ghosts in the world, suppressing the extremely vicious ghosts. He is the well-deserved Lord of Huangquan with a high status.

In addition to Fengdu Mountain, which is equivalent to Kunlun and Qingyun Mountain in the world, there are the Five Ghost Emperors and Ten Directions Halls that each controls the realm of one mountain.

The Eastern Ghost Emperor who ruled the Taozhishan area.

The Western Ghost Emperor who ruled the area of ​​Lizhongshan.

The northern ghost emperor who ruled the Luofeng Mountain area.

The Southern Ghost Emperor who ruled the Luofu Mountain area.

The central ghost emperor who ruled the Baodu Mountain area.

The five-way Ghost Emperors are in charge of various forces as numerous as the stars. The forces that rely on the Ghost Emperor need to be handed over to worship on time to seek protection. The system specifications of the Ten-way Yama Hall in the Five Mountains are slightly special. Although they are not directly under the jurisdiction of the Five-way Ghost Emperors, they are inevitably in contact with the Ghost Emperors, and they have good or bad relationships.

Chang Xi analyzed and memorized these essential points of walking in the underworld, but unexpectedly discovered some interesting things that were completely different from the ambitions of gods and ghosts.

It turns out that the familiar characters such as the ox head and horse face and the black and white impermanence are not the ghost messengers in the Hall of Yama who are responsible for soul-detention and life-seeking, but the Yin Zheng who is at the imperial rank, and there are as many as ten. They each do their best, each leads their own troops, punishes their own evil, and repays their own merits. They often assist the King of Yama in each palace to arrest the vicious and vicious people on the run. No matter how capable the ghosts who commit evil deeds are, even if they can go to heaven and earth, they will never escape their palms.

"I didn't expect that the world under the underworld also has so many wonderful and bizarre things. I was so short-sighted before." Chang Xi withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness and couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, there was an inappropriate voice in Chang Xi's body, "It doesn't matter if you are short-sighted, just don't bring me with you."

Chang Xi was not surprised, but was still soaking in the lake and looking up at the sky, and said, "When I found that half of the spiritual power I absorbed was gone, I knew you were almost awake. I saw that you were itchy and could stand it as soon as you woke up?"

Chang Xi was soaked in the lake, and the black shadow was soaked in the golden sea of ​​blood. The black shadow stretched out and was too lazy to take Chang Xi's words. The black shadow raised his hand from the sea of ​​blood to pick up the blood, allowing the golden blood to flow and drip from his fingers, and quickly frowned and said, "How come he has become a cultivation in the foundation-building realm?"

Chang Xi said expressionlessly: "Do you think jumping into the Forgetful River and drifting with the flow is a simple task that everyone can do? I almost squeezed the Spirit Sea and barely survived. If it were you, it would be a long time to stop."

The black shadow curled his lips and searched the knowledge and information that Meng Po left in Chang Xi's mind. Suddenly, each person and the shadow serted at the same time and said in unison.

"Someone is here."

To be more precise, there must be a ghost coming.

Chang Xi, who was soaking in the lake, secretly mobilized his strength in his body, because he had been drifting to this somewhat overly beautiful lakeside for two days. During this period, he did not see any ships or figures on the lake. He subconsciously thought this place was a homeless land. Now it seems that the conclusion is too early.

The sound of grass and trees stomping behind Chang Xi's head came from behind, mixed with the noise that seemed to be the children's play, getting closer and closer.

Chang Xi felt lighter, and his lower lower half arched waist was soaked back into the warm lake water. He let out a long breath and spit out a series of bubbles in the water.

As long as it is not a ferocious beast in the Yellow Springs, he really has no strength now.

In just half a cup of tea, a tender scream rang in Chang Xi's ears.

A cute girl with a flushed face appeared in Chang Xi's vision. The two of them stared at each other with big eyes and fluffy white fur wrapped around their ears and necks, and the tips of their noses were about to touch each other. The young girl's nose was like agar trembled slightly. She sniffed the smell on Chang Xi's body, stared at her curious big eyes, and asked with a smile: "Big brother, where are you from?"
Chapter completed!