It doesn’t matter to Xu Mochen whether it is true or false, whether he is breaking the formation or in the real past time and space.
"I killed you in the first life, and I will use my life in nine lives to compensate you."
The memory suddenly became clear, and he remembered the promise he made in his first life and when he finally fell.
Therefore, here Xu Mochen ignored the heaven and earth, ignored the eight formations, and followed his own heart.
This is his vow to the girl.
"It's worth it," the girl hugged him gently, "or you are doing it for the final cause and effect."
"There is no cause and effect," Xu Mochen touched the girl's face with his hand, "It's just for you."
The wind and clouds in the sky changed, time passed by, and Xu Mochen's body turned into ashes in the girl's arms.
From beginning to end, the two of them maintained the same posture.
He sacrificed himself for the formation.
Before the gate of hell, Tang Derun's face was covered with sweat.
It has been three days and three nights since Xu Mochen left.
Unexpectedly, there was no movement at all, and the door remained as it was.
What's even worse is that half an hour ago, Shu Wuyin suddenly stopped.
"Miss Shu," Tang Derun waved his palms in front of her eyes, "Even if he is a stranger, this is not like his soul leaving the body."
In short, this freckle-faced, swarthy girl is full of secrets.
Zi Su held on to Gu Jinge tightly, who also frowned and stared at the door.
"Princess, there is no need to worry," Zi Su comforted, "Your Majesty is extremely talented and will definitely be able to break the formation and open the door."
Gu Jinge didn't move, but said: "Who said I was worried? I was just afraid that Xu Mochen would fail and his injuries could not be treated."
Okay, just keep being arrogant.
When several people were anxious, the door suddenly responded.
The invisible formation that they could not see at first lit up everywhere.
Eight doors and eight positions gradually light up one by one, until the final door of death.
Shu Wuyin, who had been sitting there for a long time, suddenly blinked his eyelashes: "Weird, really weird."
The little stars floating over there gradually condensed, and Xu Mochen appeared.
"Your Majesty," Tang Derun said happily, "Congratulations that your Majesty is well."
Xu Mochen breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at Shu Wuyin. She carefully checked her limbs and arms. She had no idea what was going on within the war.
Maybe it's just an illusion of overlapping characters, or...a vision?
Now is not the time to ponder these things. Xu Mochen nodded towards Tang Derun. A burst of light flashed from his right hand, he closed the ghost door and began to push the door.
Use his destiny to open this door that was originally impossible to open.
Along with the bright light of the eight-door formation and the convergence of Xu Mochen's power, the door made a dull sound.
The door hundreds of meters high opened a gap.
It is said to be a gap, which is completely large enough for two or three people to enter side by side.
As soon as the door was opened, a ghostly atmosphere came out.
"Seal!" Zisu had been prepared for a long time. She was not at a high level, but she knew the talismans related to the underworld. She raised her hands, and the talismans spread out and stopped in the air one by one.
"The sealing technique of the Nether Realm can prevent the breath of the Netherworld from entering the mortal world," Zi Su explained, "but it can only last for one hour."
One hour should be enough time.
Xu Mochen did not hesitate and took the lead in passing through the gate and entering the world of the underworld.
Strictly speaking, although it passes through the gate of hell, this is still the place where the two realms of yin and yang intersect.
Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to enter the physical bodies of several people.
After passing through the gate, there is a large and open space in front of you, which stretches out until it is cut off at the end.
Cut off means that there is nothing in front of it, a blank.
It is completely nothing.
"Crossing the Gate of Hell," Xu Mo
Chen murmured to himself, "If you go to Huangquan Road, this must be the so-called Huangquan."
He thought that the underworld was spring water or something similar.
Or this world calls it "Yellow Spring Ferry", which should also be related to water.
Who knew that there is nothing below the so-called ferry.
Even if there is nothing, after falling, it will become nothing.
Obviously feeling the limitations of the law, Xu Mochen and others, even if their cultivation level doubled, would not be able to fly there with their own bodies.
"Huangquan Road, the ferryman," Xu Mochen was puzzled, "Where is this road, and where is the ferryman?"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone laughed from behind.
"Hahaha, what Your Majesty said is so right."
Everyone's expressions changed. None of them noticed that there was actually a cultivator following them.
If this person is determined to ambush, I'm afraid it will be very difficult for them.
Xu Mochen turned around and saw a man wearing a mask and robe walking towards him.
"It's you." He remembered that he had fought with the masked man, and Gu Jinge was injured by the masked man. "It seems that this is another game for you."
There was joy in the masked man's tone: "Sort of, but not entirely."
Xu Mochen looked at him quietly: "Let me guess first, which official in the court you are."
"Your Majesty, please speak." The masked man is neither arrogant nor humble.
"Danzhou in the south is completely isolated from the outside world, and other immortal cultivators will not be able to come in for a while," Xu Mochen pondered, "Originally I thought you were an immortal cultivator here, but by saying this, you are acknowledging your identity.
So it is not difficult to guess that you are Luo Xuanzhi, the Minister of Household Affairs."
"Hahaha." The masked man laughed and took off his mask, revealing his handsome face. As expected, it was Luo Xuanzhi, the Minister of Household Affairs.
The moment the answer is revealed, it means that the answer to the mystery is about to come out.
Xu Mochen was not in a hurry: "It is indeed you. So, as soon as I set up Ningzhou as a special zone in the capital court to prepare for the development of agriculture, you started taking action."
"That's right," Luo Xuanzhi admitted openly, "In today's era, farming is the main focus. Your Majesty's desire to promote progress lies in increasing food production.
Since Your Majesty has this intention, the ministers are just adding fuel to the flames.
An Zerui is obsessed with planting technology and has no interest in the road, so it is not difficult to guide him."
Xu Mochen continued: "So, Anzerui proposed that Danzhou in the south is the best hybrid rice cultivation place, and it was you who guided him.
I didn’t doubt you at that time."
"Because what An Zerui proposed is indeed true," Luo Xuanzhi affirmed, "it's just that he doesn't know that Danzhou in the south has changed a long time ago since he left it for more than a hundred years."
"The reason for the change is you," Xu Mochen asked. "You convinced the immortal cultivators here, spread religious beliefs, pretended to be gods, supported them by providing them with incense and faith, and shared the spoils with the Dragon King of the South China Sea.
All this is your own handiwork."
Luo Xuanzhi nodded: "Wei Chen's game has been set up for more than a hundred years, and we are just waiting for His Majesty to enter the game."
"So, you are worried that Anzerui can't convince me 100%," Xu Mochen suddenly realized, "You deliberately attacked me, but the actual target was Gu Jinge beside me."
"Bah bang bang!" Luo Xuanzhi clapped, "As expected of Your Majesty, you can understand all this in one go.
That's right, Gu Jinge's injury was intentional on Wei Chen's part.