Millions of years of suffering, the pain of being eaten by insects and snakes.
In addition, watching the people I love die again and again, crossing the Naihe Bridge and drinking the water of the Forgotten River.
Mo Wangchen couldn't imagine the person in the blood.
How strong should his obsession be?
He stood there for a long time, unable to calm down.
There are so many injustices in the world that it is difficult to understand them.
The man in the bloody water looked forward to seeing the figure of his beloved, but he did not want him to appear, because every time he came, it meant that his beloved had died again.
Just now, when he was crossing the Reincarnation Bridge with the souls of Yao Yuntian and Yao Yuntian, the man in the bloody water opened his eyes and glanced at them. Now, Mo Wangchen understood the hope and sorrow in his eyes.
He has been waiting for one person for millions of years, and he doesn't know how long it will take before he can see the other person's figure, but in his heart, he doesn't want the other person to appear here.
Isn't this another kind of suffering?
Perhaps for the people in the blood, this kind of suffering is more difficult to endure than being bitten by insects and snakes.
No bridge, no way to meet each other in this life, no chance to meet again in the next life...
"Master Mingshi, one day in the palace and one year in the world, you don't have much time. After you get through the two of them, you can go and solve your own puzzles." I don't know how long it took, but I heard Po Meng's words in my ears.
sound.
"Do you know why I'm here?" Mo Wangchen was surprised and looked at him.
Po Meng didn't say anything, just smiled, then took out two bowls of Wangchuan water and handed them to Yao Yuntian and Yao Yuntian respectively.
"Drink it, and I will send you into reincarnation..."
Mo Wangchen looked at the two of them, and then sighed.
"Even if the era is endless, we dare not forget the kindness of Master!" The two of them knelt down, with tears in their eyes. After saying that, in front of Mo Wangchen, they drank the Wangchuan water in their hands.
Drink it.
"Buzz..."
The void shook slightly, and then I saw that the deathly aura lingering around Yao Yuntian and the two people gradually dissipated.
Their souls seemed to have achieved transcendence and were no longer like dead souls. Instead, they had an extremely holy aura, as if they had been reborn.
Their eyes were blank, and when they looked at Mo Wangchen again, their eyes became very strange, as if they had never seen him before.
"Buzz..."
Then I saw that there seemed to be an inexplicable force in the depths of the underworld, pulling the two of them away, and finally disappeared in front of Mo Wangchen.
"Master Underworld Envoy, you are not a dead soul. Go along this road and walk seven or seven forty-nine steps to enter the underworld. There should be the answer you need." Po Meng pointed forward.
After crossing the Naihe Bridge, there are two forked roads ahead. The road Meng Po is pointing to is exactly the opposite of the road Yao Yuntian and his wife are going.
This immediately made Mo Wangchen frown. He came here, firstly, to send Yao Yuntian and the two of them into reincarnation, and secondly, to find out why Yuyu's soul could not be deduced.
At this moment, Yao Yuntian and the others were heading towards the path of reincarnation, but Po Meng pointed out a different path for herself.
Where will this road lead?
Could it be that Yuyu's soul is at the end of this road?
With this thought in his mind, he didn't hesitate much and walked forward. He walked seven or forty-nine steps on the road and finally stopped.
"Buzz..."
The space trembled, and the next moment, Mo Wangchen's consciousness seemed to have been temporarily lost. When his sight was restored again.
I found that I had already arrived in another place.
"Woooooooo..."
The howling wind was like a ghost crying and a wolf howling. Looking around, Mo Wangchen realized that the place he was in now was actually a purgatory on earth.
Not far away, a dead soul was nailed to a stone pillar. There were ghost soldiers holding soul-beating whips and beating the soul. The screams were horrifying.
Such a scene did not just happen in one place. Mo Wangchen walked forward and saw many similar scenes along the way.
Everything around him was shocking, and Mo Wangchen's eyebrows became even more wrinkled at this moment. Is Yuyu's soul really here?
"He who comes is stopped!"
I don't know how long it took, but he walked to an entrance. This was a staircase extending downward, made of dead bones, and was bottomless.
Two ghost soldiers stood guard in front of the entrance, blocking Mo Wangchen's way.
"Buzz..."
Mo Wangchen stretched out his palm fingers and revealed the Taoist pattern in his hand.
"Lord Underworld Envoy!"
The two ghost soldiers looked shocked and fell to their knees, but they were puzzled as to why an envoy from the underworld would come to this place.
"Get up."
Mo Wangchen spoke calmly. Although he was an envoy of the underworld, he did not know much about the underworld. Then he asked, "What is this place?"
The two ghost soldiers were startled. Although they were a little confused, they still answered truthfully, "This is the first level of Hell."
"Hell?"
Mo Wangchen frowned even more, is this the legendary hell?
"Is this the road to the second level?" he asked.
The two ghost soldiers nodded and became even more puzzled. Those who could become underworld envoys were all heroes from various generations with extraordinary backgrounds and knew a lot about the underworld. Why didn't the person in front of them understand anything?
Naturally, they would not doubt the authenticity of Mo Wangchen's identity, because the Dao lines in his palms were left by Ksitigarbha, and they had a trace of Ksitigarbha's mark and aura on them, which could not be faked.
Mo Wangchen ignored what the two of them were thinking. After a moment of silence, he stepped down and walked down.
The second floor of Hell is an icy world. There is no vegetation here, and the air of death and silence is much denser than on the first floor.
Here, many souls are frozen and endure the extreme cold. Some souls have even been frozen for thousands of years and have not been able to escape.
Mo Wangchen walked in the second level of hell. He carefully observed every frozen soul. Until finally, he looked at all the souls and could not find Yu Yu.
Then, he stepped into the third level.
The further down, Mo Wangchen's brows couldn't help but frown even more.
There are eighteen floors in Hades. In the end, he searched all the previous seventeen floors, but still did not see Yu Yu.
Holding back the inexplicable anger in his heart, Mo Wangchen finally entered the eighteenth floor.
Rumor has it that the eighteenth level of Hades is a real purgatory, where the most painful punishments in the world are held.
The Hades has been established for endless epochs, but there are probably not many people who have actually been sent to the eighteenth level of Hades.
Mo Wangchen searched all the seventeen floors in front, but could not find Yuyu's soul.
Could it be that she was thrown into the eighteenth level of hell?
But why?
Yuyu's self-cultivation has left an opportunity for future generations to become a god. She has great achievements, shouldn't she be able to enter reincarnation?
But why was he thrown into the eighteenth level of hell?
Mo Wangchen was puzzled, but an inexplicable anger arose in his heart.
Yuyu's life was too painful. She searched for herself for tens of thousands of years, but even until her death, she could not meet her again.
Later, she even went so far as to kill herself in order to break the bonds between heaven and earth. If now, she really ends up being thrown into the eighteenth level of Hell, such a result would be too unacceptable.