The white mist was vast, and the path in front of Fang Chen and Huang Wuji seemed to have not been through for many years.
Overgrown weeds and very dense.
"Criminal, this Huangquan Road has been abandoned for many years, and the yin energy of these weeds is very strong."
Huang Wuji sighed a little.
"I don't know if the corresponding Yin City here is in the Futu Realm or the small underworld."
The yin energy in Fang Chen's body slowly dissipated, like an invisible hand, pushing away the weeds on the road.
The two of them soon arrived at the end of Huangquan Road. This was a forsaken river. Compared with other realms, it seemed even more deadly.
Fang Chen's eyes saw countless shadows under this Forgetful River through the vast void.
"These wandering souls..."
Fang Chen's expression moved.
This time, Wang Chongsong has just broken the seal with the heart of the matrix. Before that, the wandering souls here would not have opened this path to the underworld, and naturally they would not have been addicted to Forgetful River.
Then they...
It's a human!
It was a person who died before the upper three domains were locked down but could not reach the underworld and was addicted to Forgetful River!
"Why is the prince laughing?"
Huang Wuji was a little confused.
He rarely saw Fang Chen showing such a smile, as if he had encountered something very happy.
"Do you see these wandering souls? They are seeds."
Fang Chen pointed at Wangchuan.
Then, without waiting for Huang Wuji to express his confusion, Fang Chen had already walked towards Wangchuan, and Zhulong's body slowly emerged. At the moment he stepped on Wangchuan, he pushed Fang Chen with his head.
Huang Wuji had only seen Zhulong once or twice. When he saw him again this time, he was shocked by the aura on Zhulong's body.
He vaguely felt that if he had a gambler, he might have less than 30% of his grasp!
"You should wake up."
Fang Chen looked down at Wangchuan and whispered, Wangchuan suddenly began to boil, his eyes opened, and he was confused.
Then, countless wandering souls emerged from the under the Forgetful River.
"Someone came to pick me up?"
“How many years have passed.”
"I can finally be reincarnated, and I thought I had become a stone."
“Woo woo woo woo…”
There are surprise screams, joyful laughter, and sorrowful crying.
If a person who is not aware of this scene will only feel that he is crying and howling, and is very cunning.
"Criminal, are you?"
Huang Wuji didn't quite understand.
Why did Fang Chen take such a special care of the addicted wandering souls and deliberately take them away?
If it is because they cannot bear to suffer in Forgetful River, what do you say about the other wandering souls that are addicted to Forgetful River?
The number of wandering souls in this batch is endless!
"I have a fate with them, so I will take them with me this time."
Fang Chen smiled, "Come up too."
Seeing this, Huang Wuji immediately flew to Fang Chen.
Zhulong seemed a little unsatisfied with him, so he shook his head and calmed down a little after receiving Fang Chen's comfort.
Then Fang Chen asked Zhulong to lead nearby wandering souls to its back.
Using it to carry it can save a lot of money to attract wandering souls.
Zhulong's body kept growing bigger, big enough to accommodate the wandering souls here.
Fang Chen didn't count it carefully, but he just estimated it casually and found that the number of wandering souls here was at least tens of millions.
Although this number is terrifying, it is just a drop in the ocean for the Nine Realms of the World.
These wandering souls have just woken up from the Forgetful River, ending the torture of the long years of recurring years. Most of them are resting and nourishing the soul.
As for Zhulong in front of him, Fang Chen and Huang Wuji, although they saw it, they had no intention of asking. They were half afraid that they would be thrown into Wangchuan again, and half were afraid of the other party’s origins.
Zhulong swam steadily into the depths of Wangchuan. After a while, a group of people walked towards Fang Chen together.
The leader stopped when he was more than ten feet away from Fang Chen and bowed:
"Thank you for your help. If it weren't for your predecessor, I'm afraid I wouldn't have the chance to be reincarnated yet, and I would still have to indulge in Forgetful River for many years."
“No need to be polite.”
Fang Chen looked at the group of people in front of him and his expression moved: "Are you monks during your lifetime?"
The person who spoke before was in his seventies at this moment, so he nodded slightly, "I was the seven-turn ancient immortal before my death."
"Before his life, he was a six-turn immortal."
“Below…”
These monks were extremely powerful during their lifetime, and in addition to them, there were probably many of the tens of millions of people with similar origins to them.
The seventh-turn ancient immortal named Tang Mingde. According to him, it was because he could not find the elixir of the eighth-turn ancient immortal. His life span was finally reached its limit. Even the immortal crystal could not allow him to survive, and he eventually died.
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But he lived for too long and came to the underworld... He no longer had the intention to think of him. He did not want to become a lonely ghost and eventually ended up in the world, so he chose to indulge in Forgetful Rivers and wait for the opportunity to be reincarnated.
"Young Master, are we going to the underworld and accepting reincarnation?"
Tang Mingde asked.
brush.
Countless eyes fell on Fang Chen, and these eyes were full of expectations.
Why do they indulge in the Forgetful River? Isn’t they just reincarnate for the glimmer of hope?
If you reincarnate as a human, you will have the opportunity to embark on the path of immortality again.
"The underworld is different from what you think. The Reincarnation Society has long disappeared, and reincarnation has become a luxury."
Fang Chen Dao.
"How is this possible!?"
Tang Mingde said in surprise: "The Reincarnation Si is gone? I remember not long ago, I had a tea with the ghosts and gods of the Reincarnation Si on earth, and discussed the aisle..."
"You have been dead for many years, and the world has changed a lot."
Fang Chen shook his head gently.
He briefly talked about the current situation in the underworld, and everyone was a little dazed, with a faint sense of fear in his eyes.
"What exists... can actually break the underworld into pieces..."
Tang Mingde murmured to himself.
Fang Chen saw that they found that the underworld could not be reincarnated, and did not think about where those people from the Nine Realms of the Human World came from now, and then he was sure that their cognition had also been changed.
Not long after they left, a figure happily passed the Huangquan Road to Wangchuan.
He held a gourd in his hand, which was a bit like a real gourd, but his aura was obviously different.
This man hummed a small song in his mouth, stood in front of Wangchuan, aiming the gourd at Wangchuan and sang a poem at him, and finally said:
"Here is the soul!"
It seemed as if an invisible wind swept out from the gourd, blowing the Forgetful River ups and downs.
But in half a day, no wandering soul floated up from the Forgetful River.
The person who came did not believe in evil, shouted again:
"Here is the soul!"
After a while, there was still no movement.
"Impossible."
The visitor looked down at Wangchuan, and a bright golden light suddenly flashed in his eyes. The next moment, everything in the depths of Wangchuan was revealed in front of him.
"Soul fade..."
He murmured to himself: "Where did the wandering soul go here? Who is ahead of me? It doesn't make sense, the forbidden method here has just been unlocked..."