The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

Ouyang stood with a Tang sword in his hand, and Huizhi behind him gently hugged an injured big white radish with his cassock.

Ouyang is ruthless and cruel, kind-hearted and wise, and Bai Luobo doesn't even dare to cry.

It was as if the innocent white radish had just been rescued from the devil by Ouyang and Huizhi after a big battle, if not for the fact that the white radish had been tortured into this state by the two of them!

A small high slope appeared in front of the two people. It seemed that because the white radish in Huizhi's arms used the power of the sea of ​​flowers on the other side to attack Ouyang, the Western Zhou Dynasty became desolate.

So the sky and the earth turned dim again, different from when we first arrived. Among the yellow sand in the sky, broken branches and fallen leaves were flying all over the sky.

The white radish held in Huizhi's hand couldn't even move. The other side flower spirit was horrified to find that it seemed that because Huizhi had swallowed one of his arms, his original power was flowing continuously to Huizhi. wisdom.

If nothing is done to stop him, the kind-hearted bald donkey in front of him will one day replace him and become the flower spirit of the flower on the other side!

He wanted to resist, but Bailuobo's body couldn't move at all. There was a strange force in his body that blocked all his power!

Without even thinking about it, the owner of this power must be Ouyang who just cut off his arm!

"Where is that further ahead?" Ouyang tilted his head and asked Huizhi.

Huizhi, who closed his eyes to feel the power in his body, opened his eyes and replied with a smile: "In front of you is the Wangchuan River, where the souls of living creatures will be washed away!"

The Forgotten River, the so-called river of death that separated the underworld and the earth in the previous life?

According to legend, after death, people have to pass through the Gate of Hell and pass through Huangquan Road. The Wangchuan River is the dividing line between Huangquan Road and Hades. The water is blood-yellow, filled with lonely ghosts who cannot be reincarnated, is full of insects and snakes, and is filled with a fishy wind.

Ouyang suddenly laughed, his laughter was weird and evil. He narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance and asked: "Really? Is there a flower boat? I haven't drunk flower wine yet!"

"Jiuyou is so big. If they don't have one, why not?" Huizhi held the white radish in one hand and raised a palm with one hand in the other.

Ouyang shrugged and walked forward casually. Huizhi followed closely behind Ouyang.

The two climbed over the high slope in front of them and saw a ferry. After the ferry, there was a huge river.

From one side of the river, you couldn't see the other side. The water was red and yellow, and in the fast-flowing river, twisted and weird human faces kept appearing in the water.

Those are the souls trapped in the river forever!

Huizhi touched the white radish in her hand. Not only did she absorb the original power of the white radish, but she could also read the memory of Jiuyou in the white radish.

"It looks quite wide!" Ouyang raised his eyes and looked up. The endless river of forgetfulness made Ouyang instinctively feel uncomfortable.

Ouyang sat cross-legged on a high slope, frowning slightly, thinking about countermeasures.

My coming here is definitely a plan of Dong Xuzi and Hu Yun, probably because of the fact that I have a surname and no name that has troubled me for many years.

Otherwise, the Penglai Immortal Mountain Questioning Game would not have happened.

When I came to this world as a time traveler, I originally had a black registered permanent residence, but now I have to whitewash myself into a living creature of this world.

This is feasible because there are lessons learned from the past!

Hu Yun, who is obviously a time traveler like himself, is able to practice the art of Tianyan, even to the point where it is 50/50 incompatible with the system in his own body!

This shows that Hu Yun has solved his own dilemma of having a surname and no name.

When I came here, I just wanted to walk the same path that Hu Yun had walked!

But how to solve the problem of having a surname but no name?

Ouyang didn't know why Dong Xuzi and Hu Yun didn't tell him in advance.

I'm afraid there is something that the two of them want to hide from themselves!

It is planned step by step and walks according to the other party's wishes step by step.

What Hu Yun was afraid of was that the traitors on the small mountain peak would not accept it, so he used guidance.

But knowing that there is Hu Yun's plan here, will Ouyang continue to follow Hu Yun's wishes?

Ouyang asked himself and gave a negative answer.

Whether it was Chen Changsheng or Bai Feiyu, or even Leng Qingsong, who was still unconscious in the dog's belly.

They all have their own arrogance and do not want their fate to be arranged by others.

Although Ouyang understood, he was also unwilling.

Although he always calls himself a loser, he relies on Hu Yun's plans to rest on his laurels.

But when it comes to self-confidence, Ouyang is not inferior to anyone on the mountain!

No one can tell me about my destiny!

Not even myself!

Ouyang stood up, turned to look at the weak Bailuobo in Huizhi's arms and asked: "You absorb the seven emotions and six desires, then who is the guardian of the Wangchuan River?"

Hearing Ouyang's inquiry, Bailuobo in Huizhi's arms had a light of hope in his eyes, and he was about to say some cruel words arrogantly.

But when he looked up and saw the kind-hearted wisdom, he swallowed his saliva and explained: "On the first and fifteenth day of each month in Wangchuan, a huge boat will be dragged by the river spirit to the ferry to take the deceased to the real place of death. land!"

Bailuobo paused and said, "There is a three-life stone in front of the ferry. When a living being stands in front of that stone, it will automatically distinguish the size of the cause and effect it is contaminated with!"

Huangquan Road, flowers on the other side, Wangchuan River, Sanshengshi.

Ouyang read the familiar names one by one, looked at the surging river in the distance and said leisurely: "I wonder if Po Meng is an ugly old woman or a succubus with long legs and a broad mind?"

At the ferry in the distance, countless gray-white souls with lifeless eyes stood in confusion.

These great monks who were once all-powerful are now standing quietly in front of the Sansheng Stone like pigs and dogs, waiting for their fate.

Whenever a soul with profound karma stands in front of the Sansheng Stone, the Sansheng Stone will emit light of different colors.

Red orange yellow green blue blue purple

It represents the depth of cause and effect that the soul is contaminated with.

The white light represents that the soul can pass through the Wangchuan River.

When lights of different colors light up, a stream of water will form in the Forgotten River and drag the soul into the river.

The soul will also resist, and will be dragged into the Wangchuan River in a daze, letting out painful wails.

Ouyang and Huizhi walked down the slope and walked to the Sansheng Stone.

A reflective stone that is as tall as a person, and the reflection of a person can be vaguely seen.

Countless souls of different shapes were waiting in line to stand in front of the Sansheng Stone to accept their fate.

Suddenly two people jumped in the queue. Ouyang and Huizhi were the first to pass the queue and walked to the Sansheng Stone.

Ouyang winked at Huizhi, and Huizhi handed the white radish in his arms to Ouyang. Pushing aside the soul who was about to stand on the stone steps, he stood in front of the Sansheng Stone.

Golden light suddenly appeared on the Sansheng Stone!

Even the originally turbulent river water became calmer.

Ouyang grabbed Bailuobo, who was holding the flower on the top of his head, with a dull look on his face.

The bald donkey in front of me, who was eating his own arm without changing his expression, turned out to be a person of great merit!