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Qin Mo also rose with a sword.

All around, streaks of light flew by!

Entered the ‘Gate of Underworld’.

He seemed to see many acquaintances, including Monk Hongshen from the Great Thunderclap Monastery, Du'e, a muscular monk whose painting style became more and more remote under his 'careful' teaching, Bai~Yunzi and ․ Qing'e?

Qin Mo also saw Ning Xue from Tianshan Lingjiu Palace, but this time, Qin Mo sensed a very familiar aura on her... Ruan Ling'er? - couldn't help but feel confused.

In Netherworld City.

A figure wearing cassocks and holding a tin staff stood there. His white eyebrows were drooping. The old monk said nothing, probably because he had practiced Zen and studied Buddhism for many years. His eyes were bright and wise.

He caught a glimpse of a figure with white hair and white eyebrows.

"The Patriarch of Dao Sect, the Sword Immortal in White..."

"Then the existence is coming too?"

"Amitabha!"

His Buddha's name was clear and bright, and it was clearly transmitted into the ears of others. It was clear and bright, as if it was coming from a distance, but it also sounded like it was coming from nearby, which was very strange.

Passing through the 'Gate of Huangquan', there is a strange land. From a dim perspective, the surroundings are like the setting sun. The sky is blood-colored, and the ground is also dyed with a layer of red light when it shines down.

At a glance, it is a vast expanse.

"Um?"

Looking around, there was no one on the flat land. Qin Mo had been to this place five hundred years ago today, and the scenery was different from today.

Is it because he Foundation Building?

Qin Mo thought.

Looking around, this place seems to be a world of its own, and in front of you is a river, flowing with dazzling water like mercury. On the river is a black, simple stone bridge.

A stone tablet has the inscription "Naihe Bridge".

Xiongba opened his mouth, "This is the first time I have seen the real underworld..."

Gao Yao murmured in a low voice: "Who is not?"

Uncle Jiu said in surprise: "Hiss...Naihe Bridge, Wangchuan River. It is said that ghosts who accidentally fall into the Wangchuan River will never be reincarnated. If the rules of the underworld are perfect, there should be Po Meng on Naihe Bridge."

Qin Mo nodded.

He has seen some clues about the previous era from some existing documents in the world of cultivation. According to what he said before transmigrating, it should be called the Ten Mythical Era!

Qin Mo walked onto Naihe Bridge.

In front of his eyes, the scene of the past seemed to emerge. After death, he first passed through the gate of hell. After exiting the gate of hell, he passed by Huangquan Road. On the road, there were only flowers but no leaves. Flowers and leaves were in full bloom. The flowers and leaves were missing. We missed each other and cherished each other forever. , there is a river at the end of the road called Wangchuan River. When you come to the Wangchuan River, you will find the Naihe Bridge.

The bridge is divided into three layers, the upper layer is red, the middle layer is dark yellow, and the bottom layer is black. The lower levels become more dangerous, filled with lonely ghosts who cannot be reincarnated. Those who have done good deeds in life go to the upper level, those who are both good and evil go to the middle level, and those who do evil go to the lower level.

On the Naihe Bridge, stood an elderly female deity called Meng Po.

She guides all sentient beings through reincarnation.

A bowl of Meng Po soup.

As soon as you drink it, you will forget your past and present lives. All the past will disappear and you will enter the six paths of reincarnation without any worries.

There is a poem "Huangquan Road" which says:

The road on the Naihe bridge is Naihe. Right and wrong do not cross the Wangchuan River.

There is no right or wrong in front of the Sansheng Stone, and Meng Po meets with the calendar in the alliance township.

"call……"

Qin Mo couldn't help but let out a long breath. The place where he was just now was vast and boundless, but he didn't see Huangquan Road, Bianhua, nor Meng Po, only the Wangchuan River that still reflected the silver light.

And the Naihe Bridge is dilapidated and depressed, with only one layer left.

Qin Mo shook his head.

Soon after crossing the Naihe Bridge, everything in front of me disappeared like illusion. The surrounding scenery changed. In front of me was a black continuous river with no end in sight. It was hundreds of miles wide and seemed to separate the world from the sky.

On both sides of the road.

It is full of flowers but no leaves.

On the road to Huangquan, flowers bloom on the other side.

Cultivators prefer to call it——

Huangquan Road, Styx River!

The River Styx is as dark as ink, with a deep ink color. At first glance, it looks calm without any ripples, but it gives people a very depressing feeling.

"Just now, was it a scene from the previous era?"

Qin Mo was thoughtful.

0......Please give me flowers......

The mysterious elements of the last era aroused Qin's interest.

Inside the ‘Gate of Underworld’.

I don’t know how wide it is.

There seems to be no end in sight. The monks who enter the 'Gate of Underworld' will be randomly teleported to any place in this space. If they are lucky, they will land in a Secret Realm and obtain treasures of heaven and earth.

Perhaps the destiny of becoming an immortal is the inheritance of those ‘gods’ from the previous era?

Qin Mo had some guesses.

At this time.

Suddenly a scream rang out. It turned out that a monk at the Nascent Soul stage accidentally stepped through the air and fell into the River Styx. He let out a scream and was swallowed directly by the River Styx.

"hiss"

Seeing this, some people couldn't help but take a breath of air and feel a chill in their backs.

Nascent Soul period.

In this realm, some small sects can be qualified as sect leaders, and even in a large sect like Dao Sect, they can be regarded as the mainstay. However, such a monk will die directly in the River Styx, and cannot even resist.

I can only lament the impermanence of fate.

If the water of the Styx is contaminated, there will be death but no life!

In the live broadcast room.

Except for those who had something really urgent to do, the online group members were all paying attention to the situation in the live broadcast room, from Dao Sect to the Netherworld City in the Chaos Demon Sea, from Fengdu Phantom to

‘The Gate of Hell’.

There is also the mysterious manifestation scene on the Naihe Bridge. For them, it is also an extremely interesting and exciting adventure. It seems that they do not want to miss even a little bit.

Uchiha Madara couldn't help but exclaimed: "What a wonderful world!"

Tsunade snorted softly, "Where's the bumpkin we promised?"

Uchiha Madara: "Huh?"

Uchiha Madara: "Huh, Hashirama's junior, talking about it is not a big deal. If you don't accept the reality, just touch it. You can see if my 'Tianzhen Zhenxing' can hit you or not. That's it."

Tsunade: "Farewell..."

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