Walking past the stone monument, Du Ruo's figure gradually drowned in the thick fog.

Qingyunchao looked around, secretly estimated the time in his heart, and then found an open space next to the stone tablet and sat down. If nothing else, Du Ruo would not come out for several hours, so he planned to meditate in place and wait for her.

As for Du Ruo, since she passed the stone monument, she felt that the surrounding environment seemed to have changed, but if she wanted to say what was different, she couldn't say.

In fact, if she had entered this world in a normal state, she would have felt a biting chill. This chill could not be resisted by her little Taoism.

This kind of coldness is deep in the soul.

Although Qingyun had never entered the Netherworld, he had inquired about the situation in that world clearly, so as long as Du Ruo did what he said, he would not encounter any accidents along the way.

Although there was still a thick fog in front of him, Du Ruo could clearly see clearly.

What kind of scenery this is, Du Ruo is indescribable. She knew very little about the Netherworld, and had only read about it in the texts of the Louvre sect.

In that text, it is said that the most striking feature of the netherworld is that there is no sunlight, no life, and a foggy and lifeless place.

She thought that since there was no sunlight, it should be pitch black. But there was no sunlight here, but it wasn't dark, and she could see the path beneath her feet.

However, the sky here is purple-red, and the dense fog in front of you has also turned purple-red. Fuchsia is a festive color, but here it is indescribably weird. Du Ruo felt that this was clearly the color after the blood dried up.

Du Ruo felt a little depressed, the sky here was not as bright and open as the human world, but like an inverted bowl pressing her down.

She felt as if she was walking uphill, and a gentle slope was evident under her feet.

Although the fog was thick, she could see it clearly. In front of you is a small low hill. And beneath her was a winding path that led to the back of the hill.

Legend has it that the flower blooms on the side of the Yellow Spring Road in the Netherworld, which blooms only in the Yellow Spring, and is said to awaken the memory of the deceased during his lifetime.

The road under Du Ruo's feet is naturally not Huangquan Road, strictly speaking, this road can only be counted as the road leading to Huangquan Road from the periphery of the Netherworld.

Over the hillside, the winding path was interrupted. Unlike the barren slopes of the hillside, there are large patches of wildflowers blooming here.

This wildflower is a pale color, but at the top of the petals there is a fierce red, irregular, like a drop of blood on the white canvas, beautiful with a hint of cruelty.

The most bizarre thing is that the lines of the petals vaguely look like a human face, but they are extremely distorted and painful. When the breeze blows, that face seems to twitch with the wind.

Although there was weirdness everywhere, Du Ruo instinctively didn't feel the danger, so he walked forward boldly. However, she guessed that the wild flowers might be alive, so she walked extra carefully, for fear of stepping on them.

In fact, if you are a person who practices other ways, you can see the clues in the wild flowers at a glance.

The underworld has always only received complete souls, and only complete souls can enter reincarnation. And for various reasons, the spirits that have lost their souls and become remnants can only wander around the periphery of this netherworld.

Because their souls are incomplete, they have no sapience, and over time they are sucked into the petals of the most common wildflowers in the netherworld, and become their nourishment. Therefore, the faces between the petal lines are those poor remnants.

There was a strange sweet fragrance in the wind, with a hint of dreaminess, but also a bit of blood.

This fragrance may still have a somewhat tempting effect on ordinary ghosts, but for a cultivator with a firm heart like Du Ruo, it can't attract her attention at all.

She walked cautiously, but not slowly. Soon, she was at the end of the hillside, and as the distance closed, she was finally able to see in the distance.

The sky was still purple-red, low and pressed against the sky. And where the purple-red mist rolled, there was a wide and silent river.

The water in the river never seemed to flow, otherwise Du Ruo would have heard it on the hillside.

Flowing water is never terrible, and it is only with such stagnant water that you can sink anything.

Du Ruo was a little embarrassed, since she entered this space, she found that she couldn't communicate with the power of heaven and earth, her mana was still there, but she couldn't fly away from the clouds, so how to cross the river became her biggest problem at the moment.

Although the river in front of her was calm and there was not a trace of waves in sight, she instinctively felt danger and fear. Therefore, she will never go into the water to cross the river unless she has to.

The legendary Huangquan River, the difficulty of flying birds. The river in front of you should be the legendary Huangquan River.

After crossing the Huangquan River, you can naturally see the Huangquan Road leading to the underworld.

Although Du Ruo was a little confused, he suddenly had an indescribable feeling in his heart. That is to go upstream, and you will know what to do.

With this in mind, she looked around and saw that the ground on her right was higher. Unconsciously quickened his pace and walked to that side.

The strange wildflowers spread all the way to the river. Occasionally, the wind blew the purple-red water onto the riverbank, and the flower trembled slightly, as if it were a little frightened.

Du Ruo didn't care, except for carefully paying attention to her feet, she would occasionally stop and take a look.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, the wildflowers under my feet finally became less. And the scenery in front of me has finally changed.

Previously she could only see the still water of the fuchsia red, but now she could clearly see the boats scattered along the bay ahead.

The boats stood silently on the river, motionless. Big, small, new, decaying, Du Ruo had seen ships with similar workmanship in the human world, but he never thought that there were ships in the human world docked in the river of the netherworld.

She finally reached the beach of the river bay. The ship closest to her was completely decayed and could only remain completely afloat. There were two skeletons on the ship, both lying on the bow of the boat in despair, with their heads tilted, and people like Rao Du Ruo also felt a little shocked.

She had guessed that the ships might just be similar to the ships of the human world, but when she saw the two skeletons, she was completely sure that these ships were from the human world.

She once read the records in the classics that the Huangquan River in the netherworld is connected to some big rivers in the human world at certain nodes, otherwise there would be no river lanterns in the customs of the Zhongyuan Festival in the human world. The purpose of releasing the river lantern is naturally to give lonely souls and wild ghosts a guide to the netherworld.

She guessed that the boats in front of her might have suddenly lost their way on the big river for various reasons, crossed the space wall by mistake, and entered the Huangquan River in the netherworld.

She couldn't imagine the despair and fear of the people on this ship before they died. There were no souls on the two skeletons for a long time, but Du Ruo still silently recited the Taoist mantra, which was a kind of consolation.

There was nothing special on the river except for these boats, and Du Ruo naturally would not row across the river by himself.

She looked around again, and simply found a rock and sat down.

The boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and she has a hunch that as long as she waits for it, there will naturally be a way.