Following the peach wood boat, it rolls silently in the water, but the roar of the waves is overwhelming deep in my heart, which makes me feel upset.
"Xiaofan, remember, you won't die here!" Leng Ling'er's voice came.
Ding Fan opened his eyes suddenly and pushed away a ghost in the water. His brain became clear and he even forgot to breathe.
The water flow became gentle and the noise in his heart stopped suddenly. Ding Fan adjusted the peach wood boat, smiled at each other and sat down with Leng Ling'er!
Whoosh!
The peach wood boat passed through the water curtain and appeared in the air. It was visually a hundred feet high from the water below.
With his heart trembling, Ding Fan drove selflessly in the air and dived into the water again, then rose up and emerged from the water.
Looking back, the ghosts in the water were gone, and they couldn't come this far.
"Xiaofan, you are amazing!" Leng Ling'er was very excited.
"Conquer your own heart and you can overcome difficulties." Ding Fan said calmly.
Arriving at that whirlpool again, Ding Fan failed to evade it several times, so he drifted with the current and was sucked into the huge whirlpool, sinking deeper and deeper.
Trying his best to control his brain clarity, Ding Fan used his Dharma Eyes to look for loopholes in the whirlpool, but unfortunately he didn't find any.
The only thing I can do is to lose myself in this place.
The further down, the colder the river becomes, of course it feels. The scary thing is that when the sense of direction is lost, the illusion of weightlessness is maintained. Ding Fan frowns slightly, feeling a little crazy.
"Xiaofan, hold on." Leng Ling'er persuaded softly.
"Just pretend that you are still living in the floating clouds." Ding Fan raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and put his body in a cross-legged position. Leng Ling'er's heart felt warm, and a trace of Yin Qi was quietly released.
In the Ghost Realm, the Yin Qi system in Ding Fan's body was particularly active, which made Leng Ling'er extremely happy.
Cultivation takes no time, and it is easier to overcome difficulties. When the two of them came out of practice, they found that they were back above the water.
"Xiaofan, we're out." Leng Ling'er said happily.
Ding Fan frowned slightly, because he came to a more terrifying place, where time stagnated on the calm water.
"My true body!" Leng Ling'er's eyes suddenly lit up, and with a swish, he flew out of the peach wood boat.
Ding Fan, with quick eyes and quick hands, pulled her back, but she fell into the Ninghun River. He hurriedly threw out a rope he carried with him, and Ding Fan stepped on the water and returned to the boat with Leng Ling'er.
"Xiaofan, there is my real body there! It's absolutely flawless!" Leng Ling'er pointed excitedly into the distance.
No way!
It was Leng Ling'er's inner demon that had not yet been eliminated and she saw the illusion.
"Ling'er, think about it, last time I saw an island, it was all fake." Ding Fan persuaded softly.
"No, it's true this time. I heard that after death, the spirit ghost's body will decay, but it can condense the body in another world. If it overlaps, it will be the same as a living person when it returns to the human world!"
Leng Ling'er's voice was full of yearning urgency and choked with sobs.
Ding Fan sighed, Leng Ling'er's desire to regain her human body was so strong that she indulged in unscrupulous illusions on the Soul Condensing River.
"Ling'er, believe me, you didn't see anything."
"Even if you let me try!" Leng Ling'er and Ding Fan stared at each other, waving their hands with some collapse, and then pointed at their own eyes: "Look, are they the same as living people, but the tears are fake?
I transformed it. No matter how much I occupy the room and drink tea and eat with you, I am just a spirit ghost after all!"
"Ling'er, no matter who you are, you are the dearest to me in my heart." Ding Fan took her hands and comforted her softly.
"No!" Leng Ling'er lost control of her emotions and said excitedly: "It's not that I usually look down on the women around you. Who dares to say that they don't laugh at me for being just a ghost?"
"Who dares?" Ding Fan turned coldly, "If anyone dares to say that, there is no reason to stay by my side."
Leng Ling'er was stunned for a moment, curled her lips and said, "Humph, you are really good at coaxing people."
"Haha, it's the truth." Ding Fan looked steadily into Leng Ling'er's beautiful eyes: "There are thousands of true feelings in the world, but they have nothing to do with us. As long as they exist in the hearts of people who care about each other, there is no need to fear the eyes of others."
Leng Ling'er lowered her head and looked into the distance again. The illusion had disappeared, and the restlessness in her heart gradually calmed down.
Loneliness can drive a ghost crazy.
Why pass the time? The only way to pass the time is to practice.
After adjusting his mentality, Ding Fan handed the yin-absorbing bead into Leng Ling'er's hand. The two sat opposite each other and closed their eyes.
The endless years tortured their minds. Ding Fan, who was practicing, would occasionally have red eyes and wanted to kill himself, but was stopped by Leng Ling'er in time.
Ding Fan would also be suddenly awakened by Leng Ling'er's wails and almost become possessed.
There was also a man who was so disheartened and helpless that he lay on the deck, waiting for the end of his life.
In the end, one person and one ghost broke the ice again and again, until the heart was like the surface of the water, without any ripples.
"Ling'er, I thought of it!"
Ding Fan opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with dazzling light, so bright and moving, it was like seeing the warm sunshine in the harsh winter.
"What is it?" Leng Ling'er asked quickly.
"If our state of mind can be consistent with the water surface, then it is time for the Ninghun River to start making waves."
Leng Ling'er thought for a moment, nodded repeatedly, and immediately entered Ding Fan's body, keeping the two highly consistent.
Finally, the sound of waves from far to near gradually came to my ears, and the Taomu boat finally started to rise and fall!
After a long period of experience, Ding Fan and Leng Ling'er also smiled lightly when faced with such danger.
The peach wood boat started up again, and after the stormy waves, it finally crossed the Ninghun River!
The scenery is somewhat similar to that of the river valley, but the height of the mountain is not that high, and the viewing angle cannot be analyzed using human habits. It seems that you can see the opposite side of the mountain at a glance.
There were overgrown weeds everywhere, and Ding Fan was a little surprised. The green here seemed to be withering and lifeless.
But in this lifeless place, there are scattered bits of dark green.
Soul-solidifying grass!
With his heart pounding after a long absence, Ding Fan hurriedly ran over. The grass blades were slender and curled inward, and the color was like ink, but still emerald green.
Leng Ling'er followed up and said with a smile: "This is the Soul-Strengthening Grass. It's not an illusion. Feel free to pick it."
"I thought that the soul-solidifying grass would grow in the underworld. Could it be said that we have already arrived?" Ding Fan was puzzled.
"Actually, there has never been a definite limit to the underworld. It can be far away or here. Of course, it can also be in everyone's heart." Leng Ling'er said quietly.
After picking the Soul-Reinforcing Grass and putting it into the storage ring, Ding Fan breathed a sigh of relief, it was a worthwhile trip.
There are more plants ahead. As you pick, you will sometimes find a clump. When all are picked, there will be hundreds of them, all quietly stored in a corner of the storage ring.
"Ling'er, this grass is also useful for you." Ding Fan explained.
But Leng Ling'er chuckled, raised her face and asked: "Why, you still think I would be jealous of a mortal woman? I have lived here for almost another hundred years, and my mood has long been different."
"Oh, then I'll keep it all for Sister Feifei."
"Hmph, is she so important?"
Leng Ling'er blurted out, only to find Ding Fan grinning evilly, punching out with pink fists, and chasing away with a smile on his face. Little did he know that even the grass under his feet was infected with life.
"Xiaofan, there is another road sign there!" Leng Ling'er pointed not far away.