When the flying boat entered the realm of Huangquan, the world fell into chaos. It was surrounded by fog, and it was difficult to tell where it came from and where it was going.
"Okay, let's go here!" Shang Shaoyang pointed to the open space on the shore, "Liancheng, you can build a camp there."
Shang Liancheng agreed, and when Goldman Sachs stopped the flying boat, he quickly released the puppet and started working.
"Girl, shall we stay here too?" Hua Ruzhuo asked.
Bai Mengjin nodded: "You are here to guard against others coming in and out, and send messages in time."
"yes."
After the camp was built and the protection was turned on, Bai Mengjin waved his sleeves and the flying boat landed on the dark river, truly becoming a ship.
The three of them said goodbye to Shang Liancheng and others and continued to go deeper.
However, after half a stick of incense, they looked back and could no longer find the location of the camp.
The boat was surrounded by dark river water, and the water was crowded with various ghosts. They smelled the breath of living people and scrambled to climb onto the boat, but were repelled one by one by the ban.
The terrain on both sides of the Taiwan Strait was tortuous, filled with strange rocks and dead trees, and lifeless. When they passed through a forest of dead trees, they saw a glowing red light, which was both strange and beautiful.
"It's the flower of the other side." Shang Shaoyang said, "This thing can communicate with yin and yang and is used to refine some elixirs with special functions. Fairy Bai, you should be able to use it, right?"
Bai Mengjin nodded: "My Kung Fu was born out of the Gu family in Beiming, and is related to Yin and Yang. However, if you come into contact with the other shore flower too much, it will damage your longevity."
Shang Shaoyang was surprised: "So that's the case. Is the Gu family's subsequent decline also related to this?"
Bai Mengjin answered calmly: "The Gu family has guarded Minghe for many years, which has already damaged the spirit body and made it difficult for children to have children. This can only be said to be one of the reasons. If you want to avoid this fate, you have to move away from this place."
Shang Shaoyang sighed: "So, Gu has sacrificed a lot!"
Bai Mengjin just sighed silently.
As the flowers on the other shore receded, the water became dangerous. The dark waves came over one after another, and even though the boat had many restrictions, it was still swaying.
Some powerful evil spirits appeared from time to time. In order to prevent the restriction from being damaged prematurely, the three of them took turns to kill them.
When there was a rumbling sound in his ears, Shang Shaoyang showed a solemn look and reminded: "The underworld is coming."
Ahead is the junction of Ming River and Huangquan. After passing there, the ghost's strength will greatly increase, and the water of Huangquan will become more poisonous. Nascent Soul can only barely deal with it, and Jindan will die if he steps into it.
Bai Mengjin waved his sleeves, and the map scroll slowly unfolded in front of him.
Ling Bufei came over and asked, "Where should we go first?"
Shang Shaoyang found that this map was much more complete than the one he had sent to him, and he couldn't help but admire it in his heart. It was worthy of the Immortal Sect, and its accumulation over thousands of years was extraordinary. Many secrets that he had no way of finding out were clearly drawn on it.
Of course, I am not making no contributions. For example, those secret routes are provided by merchants.
Bai Mengjin stretched out his fingers and went over one by one and said: "I think these places are probably where Zi Shu used to hide."
Shang Shaoyang looked at it carefully and said: "When Ling Xianjun fell into the Ming River, his bones must have been washed here. We can follow the Yellow Spring and find them one by one."
Bai Mengjin nodded, she thought so too.
Ling Bufei suddenly discovered something and pointed to a certain place on the map: "Where is this?"
There is no sign here, but Bai Mengjin listed it as one of his destinations.
Bai Mengjin smiled softly and put away the scroll: "We'll know when we get there."
As he spoke, a gloomy air hit his face, and the wind became much colder.
Huang Quan has arrived.
The ship slowly sailed in. At first glance, nothing changed, but the restrictions around it suddenly strengthened. The strands of yin energy could not be isolated, and poured into the three of them.
Fortunately, the body of the monk who transformed into gods was strong enough to withstand it, and they each used their magic power to stabilize themselves.
"Woooooooooo..." Ghost cries came from all directions, attacking people's spiritual thoughts.
The sound of "ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, 20, 20" was heard continuously, but countless hands stretched out from the river, trying to forcefully retain the ship.
At first, the hull restraint was enough to knock it away. As the number of ghosts in the river increased, the speed of the boat gradually became slower and slower.
Shang Shaoyang held out a seal, and the golden light swept over it with a holy aura before he moved forward normally.
After half a day of walking and cleaning, we finally arrived at our first destination.
This is a shallow bay, and the river washes away things from upstream and eventually sinks here.
Bai Mengjin stopped the boat and saw many things floating there that did not belong to the Netherworld. Damaged ship parts, discarded magic weapons, clothes that had not been completely disintegrated...the most common ones were corpses.
She released the four demons and asked them to salvage it.
Shang Shaoyang took out some specially made puppets to help.
Ling Bufei stood on the side of the ship, releasing his sword energy and diving into the water like a fish to search for it.
Shang Shaoyang couldn't help but ask: "Master Ling, can your sword energy withstand the corrosion of the underworld?"
"I can't stand it!" Ling Bufei replied casually.
"Then you..." Shang Shaoyang was confused.
The fish-like sword energy emerged from the water, and most of it had been corroded by the Yin energy. Ling Bufei raised his hand and shook it, and they all dissipated.
He said: "If I don't take it back, it won't affect me, but it will only cost me some spiritual energy."
Shang Shaoyang suddenly understood, but he couldn't learn this move. On the one hand, a swordsman must have extremely powerful spiritual thoughts to control the sword energy, and on the other hand, his spiritual power was not that abundant...
Not long after, various strange relics were fished out on the deck by the four demons and puppets.
"This is the robe of a disciple of the Wuji Sect. I don't know which of my fellow disciples died here." Ling Bufei said, taking off an ornament hooked on his clothes, intending to take it back for them to identify, maybe the disciple's relatives and friends.
Friends are still looking for his whereabouts.
The exposed robes and magic weapons were all discarded. The Yellow Spring water was too poisonous. Even if it was not completely corroded, it basically lost its spirituality.
However, some of the storage magic weapons were made of special materials and were not completely damaged, which made them make a small fortune.
After collecting them, Ling Bufei said disappointedly: "There is nothing valuable."
Bai Mengjin was very calm: "This is just the first place. It would be too easy for us to find clues so quickly."
Ling Bufei thought about it. He knew before he came that he was looking for a needle in a haystack. What's the rush?
The four demons and puppets finished cleaning the deck, and Ling Bufei threw the discarded items back to Repulse Bay. At this time, a wisp of evil spirits took advantage of the moment the restriction was opened and suddenly rushed in.
Ling Bu either backhanded or struck him with a sword, defeating him neatly.
When he sheathed his sword, something flashed in the water.
"what?"
The subtle sensation gave Ling Bufei no time to think about it. His hand shook, and under the pull of the sword energy, something flew out of the water and threw it towards him.
Ling Bufei stretched out his finger, and the object hung in front of him, revealing its true appearance—it was a piece of dark iron.