From Guiru to Yu Yuan, from the four seas to the Eight Desolations, Mo Yi searched day and night.

Almost as much as he could, he did it.

In the end, if you can't get a way, the only thing you haven't been to is the reincarnation path of the eighteen layers underground.

It's not that Mo Yi doesn't want to go, it's just that he needs to wait for the right time to go to that place.

It is the most yin place in this world, and the only half hour of the year that is open to the world is the sub-hour at the end of each year.

Mo Yi was afraid that he would miss the hour, and he hadn't closed his eyes for three days.

There was a hint of tiredness in his eyes, but he slowly became more and more awake after nightfall.

He came to the land of the sunset, which was actually a cold lake of water.

It is said that this pool of water connects to the netherworld, and if you want to reach it, you must wade into it.

Seeing the moon rise to the highest point, the cold light spread on the surface of the water, like a layer of frost.

Mo Yi held his breath and jumped into the water, causing a splash, and the surface of the water was dripping in the moonlight, like a still painting suddenly came to life.

The pool was dark, and even if you wanted to make some light, it was swallowed up immediately.

Mo Yi simply closed his eyes and slid from his limbs to deeper, colder places.

I don't know how long it took, but it surfaced in one breath.

Mo Yi opened his eyes, thinking that he had entered the labyrinth and returned to his original place.

After staring at it for a long time, I realized that this underworld is a space that is inverted from the present world.

The temperature around was extremely low, and some immortal methods were used slightly, but they were swallowed up very quickly.

His limbs suddenly couldn't move, and when he looked around, the aquatic plants that came from nowhere were entangled with him, more and more, and he couldn't break free.

"That's a ghost that can't be reincarnated, come up!" a dark and cold voice sounded, inexplicably hollow.

Mo Yi squinted his eyes and looked over, through the thick fog, he could see a dim lamp, and through the blurred light, he could see a flat boat.

There was a man wearing a hat on the boat, and the lamp was hung on the bow of the boat, and it swayed.

An oar came from the boat, and when it came to the side, the 'water ghosts' around it immediately dispersed.

Mo Yi grabbed the oar and got into the boat.

Unable to see the appearance of the rower, Mo Yi asked tentatively, "Is this the underworld?"

The hat-to-hat man replied in a deep voice: "This is the Netherworld, and the name of the river here is Lethe. After crossing here, I walked a section of Huangquan Road before I arrived at Dedifu. ”

Mo Yi bowed his head and sat quietly at the bow of the boat, no longer talking.

Through the small bow light, a layer of inky black chaotic qi can be vaguely seen floating on the water.

The hat-to-hat man seemed to see his doubts, and said, "This Lethe River water can wash away all the memories of mortals. The sorrowful and painful are black, and the joyful and happy are colorless. The present scene is that the world is far more black than colorless. ”

"It's very similar to the Celestial Dust Washing Pool," Mo Yi whispered.

"Are you from the Celestial Clan?" the hat man was surprised.

Mo Yi shook his head: "No." I have nowhere else to go. ”

The hat man smiled: "Also, don't say it's fairy, your body is too clean, and you don't even have a little human smell." If I hadn't seen you move, I would have thought you were a geist too. ”

"I want to see the master of this netherworld. Mo Yi turned to business.

The hat-bearer paused, then shook the oar again: "Every living person who comes here wants to see him." ”

"I'm afraid it's not easy to see, right?" Mo Yi asked casually.

The voice of the hat man was a little light and proud: "It's not that someone is blocking it, but everyone who crosses this Lechuan River and walks through Huangquan Road has basically forgotten what they meant." ”

Mo Yi smiled: "That's fine." Desirelessness is the best look. ”

"Don't say it so simply! Think about it, if you forget what you want, what reason and obsession do you have to live? So, most of those people go directly to the path of samsara. The hatsman snorted coldly.

"I... I won't forget..."Mo Yi replied in the affirmative.

The hat-bearer looked at him with disdain, but was a little stunned when he met his eyes.

He has been coming and going for many years, and everyone will tell him what they are about, and most of the stories are tragic, and most of the determination is unshakable.

But this person is the only one who doesn't say anything, but there is an obsession in his eyes that people can't underestimate.

Thinking of this, the hull of the ship shook for a while, and it had already docked.

Mo Yi jumped up briskly, thanked him, and walked onto the Huangquan Road.

The hat-to-hat man was stunned, and for the first time he felt that this Lethe River seemed to be a little small, and he hadn't had time to know the story of this man and what he wanted.

Mo Yi thanked him and jumped onto Huangquan Road.

There are flowers blooming all around, and the flowers are blooming like fire, but there are no leaves.

There was no one to be seen on the road, but it was not quiet.

Each flower seems to have a wandering spirit, they have crossed the Lethe, they can't remember what they desperately want to remember, no one cares, and no one cares about anyone.

The crying of relatives, the roar of sorrow, this is the road to purgatory.

Mo Yi was still silent, he walked slowly through the Yellow Spring, obviously it was a path that people would forget, but he was getting clearer and clearer.

Her smile and smile seemed to be close in front of her, missing it was a scar, and the memories over and over again were to open the wounds that had not yet healed over and over again, the flesh and blood were blurred, but they became more and more profound.

He smiled, these good and bad things have always been in his heart, and it couldn't be better...

Walking through the Yellow Spring, the ghosts and spirits rushed up, but none of them could get close to him.

The bull-headed horse face shook his head: "He is not a prey that you can eat, the master of the underworld wants to see him in person." ”

Then, following the ghost general, Mo Yi walked towards the Hades Palace.

The little ghosts in the hall were extremely excited, this netherworld was scarlet except for black, and Mo Yi passed by in white, without a trace of dust, but made them all watch a lively scene.

"Ahem~~" A male voice sounded from the hall, "Quiet, quiet!

It's a very young voice.

This sentence was very effective, and it became extremely quiet all around.

"Who's down there, what's the matter with this king?"

Mo Yi raised his eyes and looked over, and the person on the seat was wearing a crown of beaded hair, and he was the master of this netherworld, the king of Hades.

He immediately took out the stone in his arms: "There is a soul in this, I want to see her again..."

The king of Hades didn't even look at it and said: "Everything is three souls and six spirits, and these things that are not even two layers are not qualified to go to the beast path." ”

Mo Yi lowered his head and just said, "This is the last place I arrived, and I have no other way." ”

Hades raised his eyebrows and motioned for the judge next to him to come over.

"Can you find out where this soul came from?"

The judge immediately nodded: "Even if it is the soul of an ant, I have a record here." ”

"Then go and see!" Hades said, raising his hand.

"Yes. ”

The judge walked over, put his pen on the stone, and instantly wrote down the life of the soul on a piece of paper.

Hades took a look at it, and then found that this soul still had some connection with himself.

For a long and endless time, the only person who said that he was 'good-looking' was the owner of this soul.

I just don't want this woman to have so many entanglements with His Royal Highness, and I don't know if I helped her or hurt her at the beginning.

"There is still a way to say this, but this is the price..."

Mo Yi was stunned, and immediately said: "Time, cultivation, even if it is my life, as long as you say a word, I will do it!"

"Anything?" he asked, frowning

"Anything can be !!"

Hades smiled, dragged his cheeks and said idly, "Then you will destroy the two realms and six realms for me, how about it?"

Mo Yi's eyes widened, not knowing what this meant.

Hades sighed: "Do you think I, the emperor, should be happy? I am in charge of reincarnation and life and death, but I am trapped here because of this, and I can't get out of the netherworld. Every ghost who goes down here is a person who is afraid of death. It's just me, and I want to die, but I can't. Unless the other two worlds are completely destroyed, it will be an endless existence. What is death? It is even more terrible to live without an end!"

"Mo Yi can't do it," he replied truthfully.

Hades waved his hand, "That's it, that's it!" However, in the past, I was used to hearing others swear by their lives, but now I want to see if it's true or not. ”

He stood up, walked to Mo Yi's side, and said, "If you are willing to die here, I will save her for you!"

Mo Yi was silent and didn't speak for a long time.

Hades thought to himself that if he died, he would not be able to save her or not, and he would not know where anyone would do such a deal.

It's just that just as he was about to laugh at him, he only heard Mo Yi say affirmatively: "Okay." ”

Hades was stunned, but he still quietly moved ten empty jars up, but he already had some admiration for him in his heart.

"If you were to die simply, wouldn't I not see your determination? Here are ten empty altars, and you fill them with your blood one by one, and call me when you don't want to die. With that, Hades sat back down.

Mo Yi didn't think about it, and pulled out the Ice Sword.

Hades squinted, but seeing that the cold aura of this sword was even worse than the 10,000-year-old frost of the Netherworld Knot, he didn't want him to be a powerful character.

Mo Yi slashed his wrist, and blood dripped into the altar.

At the beginning, the little ghosts around all had the attitude of watching the show, but in the end, they all became serious.

It has been filled with six jars.

Mo Yi couldn't even stand still, but he didn't want to stop.

He sat down slowly, resting his wrist on the edge of the altar, the fire growing fainter and fainter under his eyes.

Hades understood that feeling, and he had experienced it before he was the Ghost Emperor.

Being soberly aware of the passage of life is really a hundred times more painful than direct death.

Biting his lip, he suddenly stepped forward, raised his hand to press the wound on Mo Yi's hand, and said, "Enough." ”

Mo Yi was so weak that he couldn't even speak, and his clothes were soaked with sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"Not enough... If you say yes, you have to do it, you... You too. ”

Hades smiled bitterly: "I will save her, I just want to tempt." There are many dead people in this netherworld, where will you be lacking?"

"Really?"

"I won't lie to you. However, it is impossible to restore her origins. I can only reluctantly form a mortal soul for her, and then find another opportunity to enter the world, and I can only allow her to be mortal for a lifetime. ”

Mo Yi remembered that he longed for the life of a mortal when he was still there, so he immediately replied: "That's enough, thank you..."

Then, immediately passed out...