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Chapter 720 Boundless Yellow Spring, I Can't Turn Back

Suddenly, there was a hint of dark gold in the dusk, and the calm, mirror-like sea surface suddenly seemed to be boiling. Countless monsters with skinny bodies and strange and oozing looks were writhing and struggling on the boiling water. They wanted to rush out.

come out.

Malice gathered into a torrent and hit Qin Yang who was standing on the shore.

Qin Yang stood there motionless, like a rock, bearing the impact without blinking an eyelid.

Last time he needed the round light suit to resist for a while, but this time, those malicious thoughts came to his mind, and the first one he encountered was the White Jade Divine Sect.

The white jade divine gate remained motionless, easily blocking out those malicious people.

Huangquan is not that easy to get into, let alone the Huangquan water vein here, which is not a particularly small branch.

Qin Yang, who had fallen into the Buried River before, knew this very well. The larger the water vein, the stronger the power. The Buried River he encountered for the first time was not even a branch, at most it was some stray water.

Just buried in the river.

What he encountered later was at best a small stream, so he could adapt step by step without getting trapped in the Burial River.

The Huangquan branch in front of us is obviously much larger and more complete. The most important thing is that there is still a ferryman.

Standing on the shore, it was okay to say that if he fell into the underworld, the malicious torrent rushing towards him would at least increase hundreds or thousands of times.

The statue thrown by Qin Yang turned into an afterimage and flew rapidly towards the depths of the underworld. After flying for several miles, countless ghosts in the underworld wrapped themselves around the underworld, causing huge waves to block the statue.

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The statue was carried by the huge waves of Huangquan and was forcibly pulled into the Huangquan River.

The statue, which could not be burned or smashed, and did not respond to any force, was frantically scrambled by countless weirdos. After coming into contact with the underworld water, the surface of the statue began to slowly melt.

A special power began to revive, and the strange evil spirits who were still fighting for the statue were swept away by that power and immediately shattered into powder, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Qin Yang felt that an extremely powerful consciousness began to revive. He silently began to retreat away from the shore of Huangquan, just looking there from a distance.

The statue emerged from the water, as if standing on the water. Just when the statue was about to break away from the Huangquan River, circles of ripples slowly spread out with the statue as the center. The statue seemed to be dragged by the entire Huangquan River.

There is absolutely no way to escape.

The statue slowly began to change. It was hard to tell whether the black stone on the surface melted or fell off, giving people a particularly awkward feeling.

Gradually, there was only one real girl left in the place. She had a heart-shaped bangs and a slap-shaped face. Her facial features were not particularly good-looking, but she was very soft and attractive. The more she looked at her, the more comfortable she became.

As the wind blew up, the hem of her skirt began to flutter slowly, and the pure fluctuations of her consciousness gave off a terrifying pressure. Those weird evil spirits who were not strong enough would be forcibly killed by this pressure if they came a little closer.

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Qin Yang unconsciously stepped back a certain distance again. The eyelids of his eyes were beating wildly, and the sound of his heart beating wildly could be heard clearly.

Because at this moment, he felt that the statue he picked up and refined disappeared from his perception.

It was exactly the same as the feeling after he picked up the refining items and had them completely destroyed.

Now it is certain that he can pick up the statue. It was given to him by Sanshen Taoist Lord. The statue and the girl on the river are not one and the same, because only the statue that completely belongs to him can be picked up.

But the statue and the girl are one. The girl will appear only when the statue disappears.

Qin Yang didn't know how Sanshen Taoist could do it. While abiding by the rules, he could also take advantage of them and take advantage of them.

In this situation, for other monks, the statue has no flaws. No one can use this statue to target the Three Body Dao Lord. It is a relationship that is both completely separated and closely connected.

Of course, this is a common situation. The Huangquan River is not a common situation. The Huangquan water can melt the statue that cannot be damaged no matter what.

Qin Yang was not sure why, but he could try to use the characteristics and power of Huangquan to trap the statue in the Huangquan River.

Whatever it is, just burn it along with the box containing the secret.

Looking back now, luckily I was decisive.

As Qin Yang completely lost his sense of the statue and the statue was judged to be destroyed, the girl standing on the Huangquan River opened her eyes.

She looked towards Qin Yang who had run far away, but Qin Yang felt as if she was right in front of him, looking at him quietly.

Pure eyes that seemed to reflect the starry sky, without malice or kindness, just like a newborn baby, looking at everything in front of it greedily and curiously.

Just looking at each other, Qin Yang couldn't help but feel a trace of guilt in his heart, as if throwing such a girl into the underworld was an extremely heartbreaking thing. With his conscience and his usual principles of life,

All completely contradictory.

This feeling was like poison, corroding his soul.

Taking three steps towards the Huangquan River, Qin Yang suppressed his violence and all his feelings disappeared.

The cold sweat on the back of his head trickled down drop by drop. After forcing his mind to calm down, Qin Yang still felt that he should rescue the girl. His instinct was the same.

He decisively used the Si Zi Jue to speed up his thoughts, speeding up his thoughts countless times to find out why this happened.

Now he can be the first to confirm that the other party did not interfere with his consciousness, confuse his perception, force him to do anything, and give rise to the feeling of guilt. It is still natural and comes from his heart.

Qin Yang originally thought that the girl had distorted his three views, but with the acceleration of Si Zi Jue, Qin Yang, who was already violent, became even more terrifyingly calm, as if he was standing in the perspective of a third party.

to reflect oneself.

No, it didn't distort his outlook on life and turn him into a virgin who would cry bitterly when his enemies were injured.

It's just to guide the goodwill in his heart.

With the blessing of the secret method and the Si Zi Jue, he was extremely calm. After Qin Yang deduced the conclusion, he forcibly controlled his body and fought against his own instinct. He slowly raised one foot and struggled to take a step back.

The moment the footsteps fell, Qin Yang immediately felt that the uncontrollable feeling subsided a little. Qin Yang raised his head and looked at the girl, baring his teeth expressionlessly and showing a smile that could not be seen.

, shouted loudly.

"groove!"

With a roar without anger, the uncontrollable instinct immediately dissipated without a trace, and his figure immediately turned into an afterimage, quickly retreating backwards.

The girl standing on the Huangquan River raised one foot and took a step forward, but when her foot fell, the other foot could not be lifted at all.

She blinked, with a trace of curiosity in her eyes, why couldn't she leave?

Some force held her feet back.

As soon as she had a thought, her foot on the river immediately shattered, but at the same time as it shattered, there was still power tearing at her body, and she could no longer rise.

When new feet grow, they are still barefoot on the water.

"Ding……"

The clear sound of bells was heard, and the strange ghosts that were getting stronger and stronger gathered in the Huangquan River. They all disappeared into the river like bereaved dogs.

In the mist, an old and shabby boat sailed forward. The oil lamp hanging on it emitted a dim yellow light. Wherever it passed, the Huangquan River regained its calmness, as calm as a mirror.

Accompanied by the creaking sound of the oar, the lone boat came and stopped next to the girl.

A tall and thin ferryman wearing a raincoat, a straw hat, and a black cloth hanging over his face walked to the bow of the boat and seemed to be looking at the girl.

The girl also opened her eyes wide and looked at the ferryman.

After a long time, a hoarse voice came out from under the shabby black cloth. The voice was not loud, but it was like a great bell, deafening and enlightening. Every word seemed to contain infinite power.

As he spoke, the entire Huangquan River seemed to fall into a deathly silence. Countless strange ghosts in the river were all struggling like crazy and painfully.

The boundless Huangquan River seems to have become a small river at this moment. Countless weird ghosts are appearing on the bank. Countless weird ghosts are half-lying on the bank. With just a little effort, they can all leave Huangquan.

river.

But those ghosts struggled to retreat, and no one was willing to climb ashore.

Qin Yang, who was running away, stopped when he heard the sound.

The strange language of the ferryman is clearly understandable, but people can understand what he means by listening to it.

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but when you turn around, you will find the shore."

Qin Yang turned his head and took a quick look, his expression changed, and there was a lump in his throat, and he couldn't spit it out.

This boss can actually talk?

What did you mean before? Am I not worthy of him saying a word?

Looking over the edge, he saw that the lone boat had docked on the shore, and the girl had also reached the shore. She stepped on the water and only needed to gently lift her feet and step out to board the river bank.

When she raised one foot and was about to step on the river bank, her expression began to change, as if she was beginning to struggle violently in her heart, and the pain was already overflowing on her face.

Her pure eyes reflected countless images, countless memories, and the deepest obsessions.

Slowly, all the reflections disappeared, and finally turned into a trace of stubbornness, a kind of determination that one would rather die than regret.

She took back her foot, stood on the river again, turned around and bowed slightly to the ferryman to express her gratitude.

She murmured to herself with the deepest stubbornness.

"I can't look back."

Her voice started to sound a little crazy.

"I can't let go."

Until the end, it turned into a determination that he would rather die without regrets.

“I will sink forever and have no regrets!”

After saying these three sentences, all the complex emotions in her eyes disappeared, and she returned to the girl with eyes as pure as the stars.

The ferryman didn't say anything. He seemed to be used to the strange thing. He shook the oar and disappeared into the mist on the Huangquan River again.

And the girl, standing on the water only one step away from the shore, quietly glanced at Qin Yang in the distance, then turned and walked towards the depths of the Huangquan River.

In an instant, Qin Yang seemed to have been relieved of a heavy burden, and sat down on the ground, as if he had lost his mind and gone crazy, and laughed, as if he was laughing at himself.

Among Hai Li's old papers, Qin Yang dug out some records about the ancient underworld.

Among them are records of some of the five major water veins of the ancient underworld.

Burial, underworld, weak water, river of forgetfulness, sea of ​​blood.

Among them, the underworld, for those who fall into it, can be called the sea of ​​suffering, which is boundless and boundless. Under normal circumstances, only the ferryman can sail through it.

The last time I took a ferry to the other side, what I saw in the river was the boundless sea, which could only be crossed by ferry.

But this time, more records were found.

The underworld has its own Sumeru, which is boundless. If you fall into it, you will never be able to get out of it.

This cannot be transcended and cannot be liberated. First, the power of the underworld itself, like the Burial River that once fell into it, will be bound by the power of the entire river.

If one's own strength is strong enough and cannot be trapped by this underworld branch, then one can still jump out.

Just like that girl, she can stand on the water, or even break one of her feet and let her body hang in the air. It can be said that she has left the shackles of hell.

But this is an outer bondage; the real bondage is the inner bondage.

Obsession.

If you want to step out of hell, you can even go out regardless of the outer constraints. It is very easy to say, leave your obsessions behind and let go of them.

If you can't let go or let go, you will never be able to get out.

It is not the underworld that traps living beings, but oneself.

Qin Yang didn't know what the statue was, what part of the Three Body Taoist was hidden in the statue, and why she was willing to give the statue to him. He didn't know too much.

But he can be sure that the power in this statue far exceeds that of the black-robed woman he met earlier.

As long as it contains the power of one finger of the three-body Dao Lord at his peak, he can be killed easily.

By then, even if he risked his life and did whatever it took, he probably wouldn't have a chance to show it off.

Qin Yang thought for a long time about what kind of power could defeat Sanshen Daojun. After thinking about it, he came up with the simplest answer, which is at the same level as her.

And people of this level naturally include the Three Body Dao Lord himself.

In the memory that I touched before, I once heard a conversation, and there are two sentences in it that are the clearest.

She said she couldn't look back.

Qin Yang was particularly impressed. The feeling of despair but perseverance could be felt even though he didn't hear the words clearly.

The feeling of deep obsession cannot be concealed at all.

So when he saw other emotions starting to appear in the girl's eyes, he actually didn't panic anymore.

That girl could not escape from the underworld.

If she were a part of the Three Body Dao Lord, she would not look back and would rather die.

If obsession were let go so easily, it wouldn't be called obsession.

Every strong person has a heart as strong as iron, with persistence that will not take a step back even if he or she dies, and obsessions that are unwilling to let go even if they give up.

Therefore, Qin Yang felt that the underworld could not trap her, but she could trap herself.

Sitting on the ground, thoughts swirling, Qin Yang was thinking, as long as Huang Quan doesn't drown him, it will definitely not be able to trap him, but can he trap himself?

Is there something he can't let go of, something he can't look back on?

He couldn't understand it himself.

Recalling that girl, especially her eyes, Qin Yang was a little curious, was she really the Three Body Taoist Lord back then?

The three-body Dao Lord who was so full of evil that the monks all over the world fell into fear and even united to deal with her in an unprecedented way?

Qin Yang guessed that she might be the Three Body Taoist Lord when she was still young.

So what happened back then that allowed that girl to turn into the three-body Taoist master step by step?

Forget about the records that are still available today, not to mention all of them, at least 99% of the records about the Three Body Dao Lord are nonsense.

Qin Yang shook his head, took out the wine and poured himself a glass, raised the glass to Huang Quan from a distance, drank it all, then stood up, patted his butt and turned around to leave.

Forget it, what happened back then is none of your business. Curiosity killed the cat. As long as you don’t cause trouble for yourself, you can do whatever you want.

He should just think about how to improve his strength now, how to open the White Jade Divine Gate, or build a ruined Taoist palace.


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