As soon as the Thousand-Hand Monster was destroyed, the ground shook violently and began to collapse, and a powerful whirlpool appeared, sucking in all the people who had not had time to stay away.

A burst of white light flashed, and everyone came to a desert place.

After carefully counting the number of people, they found that none of them were lost, so they all observed this place.

This place is more desolate than the previous place, but there is almost no cold atmosphere, only a sense of desolation, and a sense of antiquity and nostalgia that remains of historical relics.

In the distance, there are tornadoes of fine sand passing by, bringing with them the smell of sand and dust. The scarcity of low greenery gives a visual impact to this cookie-cutter yellow.

They all felt that there was no danger in this place for the time being, and the group took a short rest here to recover their injured spiritual power, and after the overall state was adjusted, in order to preserve their spiritual power, everyone stepped on the soft sand and set off.

I don't know how many days and nights I walked, but fortunately, the group were all monks, but I didn't feel that I couldn't stand it.

As we walked on, we gradually saw the sight of the monuments, but they were all ruins that could no longer be broken.

"Look! What is that?! Someone asked in surprise, breaking the silence.

The disciple who had already asked the question had already swept away with her divine sense several times stronger before he spoke, and the leader of the Tianji Gate said, "It seems to be a stone door." ”

And when they approached it, it was indeed a stone door, as he had said.

The stone gate is ancient and solemn, and the lines on it are faintly visible, but it appears here abruptly, and it doesn't look like it was originally installed in the palace.

"Huh? Master, these are the kind of notes you gave to your disciples? Shi Xi asked Su Nanshi out loud.

Su Nanshi was stunned and his mind was recalled by him, and he slowly replied with a "um" word.

This note is a symbol invented by modern people to record tunes, how can it appear in this ancient world? She was puzzled.

"Are these ancient notes?" Bu Sheng asked her.

Su Nan Shi pondered, this note now appears on such an aging stone gate, should she answer yes or no?

"This should be an ancient musical note, Master told me earlier that this is the symbol she found in an ancient book to record tunes, and she felt that it was more convenient to use them than to use the existing symbol of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, so she has been using this representation, and the one who taught me this is also the same."

Shi Xi paused and continued: "It's just that I've consulted many books over the years, and I haven't found this kind of expression, and Master also said that she didn't know which book she saw it in, so it seems that it should be a very ancient way to remember music." ”

When the people present heard it, they felt that it made sense. At this time, Su Nanshi also affirmed Shi Xi's statement.

"Now that we know that these are musical notes, why are these carved on the stone door?" Liu Lan asked.

Everyone was also puzzled, and Su Nanshi was even more puzzled.

Suddenly, Shi Xi picked up his magic flute, pressed the notes on it, and the distant and nostalgic melody spread in this empty yellow sand.

The breeze blew, the sleeves were rolled up, and the notes on the stone fan disappeared one by one, but the ancient golden characters appeared in the place where they disappeared.

"The first time I met, I was happy with her in a place where she couldn't see it; After that, in the place where she could not be found, I rejoiced because of her.

The peach is dying, scorching its bloom, she has a heart, not me; On the bank of Chu Shui, Yiren is a concubine, she falls into reincarnation, sad. ”

Bu Sheng, who knew ancient Chinese, spoke according to the words that emerged with the blowing of Shi Xi on the stone door, and his voice had its own emotion, which was well translated for everyone.

"This senior is really ......" After listening to it, Liu Lan didn't know what to say, saying that he was stupid and afraid of offending him, but he obviously liked it tightly, but he had never even met her, isn't it stupid?

Su Nanshi's attention was not too much on the message, but the song played by Shi Xi, isn't that the modern pure music "Shenmu Village の Sadness しい Wind Customs"?

Her whole person is messy, is there other time-travelers in this world? Or the 21st century people who came through I don't know how many thousands of years ago?

Before she could think about it, the stone gate emitted a burst of silver light after finishing the song, and from their perspective, they could see that through this door was a place where grass grew and warblers flew.

The disciples of the Tianji Sect, you look at me, I look at you, looking hesitant and not daring to step forward, until I saw Su Nanshi step in and disappear in front of them, and then all the people of the Tongling Sect, as well as their leaders and the sons of the head of the sect, all entered the door together.

Alone in a place full of clouds and smoke, Su Nanshi couldn't see the surrounding scene clearly, and he could only vaguely see that the environment of this place should be very elegant.

Suddenly, a familiar tune came from the sky, and it was the song "Shenmu Village".

And as the song spread, the surrounding clouds and smoke gradually dissipated, revealing a lonely back sitting on a big rock in the distance.

Su Nanshi looked at it carefully, and felt that this back was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who that person was.

She wanted to come forward to see his face, but just as she was about to go around to him, he faded and disappeared, and reappeared standing under a paulownia tree.

"Kiulowni?" Su Nanshi thought to himself, an answer is about to come out.

"Master?" She asked about the back, but it didn't answer.

This time she tried her best to get to him, but she failed again, and suddenly realized that no matter how fast she was, she couldn't see his true face.

She froze in place, and after a long time, thinking that the back under the tree would never turn around, he turned slowly.

In an instant, Su Nanshi held his breath, and the barrier that could not be crossed no longer existed.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she shouted "Master" in a voice so small that she could barely hear it, for fear that the people not far away would be scattered by her.

Wen Xunchen, who was dressed more fairy-like than usual, smiled at her, and on such a sunny morning, she felt as if the two had been separated by centuries.

Su Nanshi slowly moved his steps and walked in front of him, the hand that he wanted to stretch out hesitated to hang down for fear of crushing the person in front of him.

"Shi'er, it's been good lately." He finally spoke.

"Hmm." Su Nanshi nodded heavily.

The man under the tree did not speak again, and the two of them looked at each other like this, and the time was quiet.

"Master, you're awake, aren't you?" Su Nanshi was afraid that he would say something wrong.

Wen Xunchen shook his head, "The teacher has actually fallen a long time ago. ”

Su Nanshi's body trembled, "Isn't Master lying in the ice room under the holy mountain?" ”

Wen Xunchen gave up the hand that wanted to touch her cheek, his face was calm, and he didn't answer her question, but said, "How is Shi'er's soul nourishing technique?" ”

Although Su Nanshi was a little impatient that he didn't answer, he still replied obediently: "Master, don't worry, the apprentice has always been practicing well. ”

Wen Xunchen nodded in satisfaction, and suddenly frowned slightly.

Su Nanshi saw his strange appearance and hurriedly asked him how he was, as soon as the clinker's voice fell, his body was gradually fading and disappearing.

Su Nanshi's face was anxious, and he shouted "Master" a few times.

"Shi'er, remember to find the Soul Condensing Bead, this ...... Maybe it's a chance for you. The aftermath of Wen Xunchen's words disappeared shortly after his figure disappeared.

"Master." Su Nanshi looked at the direction where he disappeared, and tears quietly slipped down.

At this time, she didn't know that her spirit had left her body, and the body deity was falling into a deep sleep.

And next to her body, there was a person who was looking at her sleeping face, his eyes lingering on her tears, thinking a lot, and finally helped her wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, completely forgetting that there was actually a spell like cleaning and drying.

After staying where he was for a long time, seeing that she was reluctant to wake up, he picked her up like he had done in the snow before, and left this place where the yin qi was extremely heavy.

I don't know how long it took, but Su Nanshi finally woke up leisurely.

When she woke up, she saw someone meditating not far from her, and asked in surprise, "Yuxiu Zhenren, why are you here?" ”

Chun Yuluo opened his eyes, looked back at her with a pair of eyes as deep as the deep sea, and said: "Your soul has left your body, you haven't returned for a long time, and you are in a place where yin qi is extremely heavy, I'm afraid it will be difficult for your soul to return after a long time, so I brought you here." ”

In fact, since Wen Xunchen disappeared, Su Nanshi gradually realized that her body at that time was not an entity, but she was reluctant to return to her body for a while because of mixed feelings in her heart.

Understanding, Su Nanshi thanked him, and asked him in a tone that was not as respectful as before, and with eagerness: "Does that real person know where we are now?" ”

For her more and more alienated, his heart fluctuated slightly, and he replied without being light: "The outer part of the Netherworld. ”

Su Nanshi was taken aback, she didn't expect them to be in the Netherworld Prison at this moment, she thought that it was impossible for living people to reach this place.

Chun Yuluo seemed to know the activities of her heart, and said, "Don't be surprised, you have been to this place before." ”

"I've been here?" Su Nanshi was even more surprised.

"Hmm." He was bland at first.

Then he added: "The Palace of Absolute Love, you have been here before. ”

"The Temple of Despair." Su Nanshi repeated these three words of his, thinking that he didn't expect that the Palace of Desperate Feelings was actually located in the Netherworld.

He wanted to part with him, but he continued to walk with her on the grounds of the danger.

The two of them walked out of the cave, and after a short journey, a large number of flowers on the other side of the bank were as brilliant as blood, and they came into view, paving the road leading to an endless end, which looked like a carpet paved with blood from a distance, red as fire, as if "the road of fire".

At this moment, a word popped up in Su Nanshi's mind - Huangquan Road.

She wondered if this road should be what people often call Huangquan Road!

Chun Yuluo looked at her with a somewhat stunned expression, and explained her confusion: "This is Huangquan Road, after this road, I came to the Lechuan River, and on the other side of the Lechuan River, you can see a large number of white flowers on the other side of the Lechuan River." ”

Su Nanshi calmed down the strange mood after coming to the legendary hell, and looked at the palms that only prayed to heaven, so pious and enthusiastic and desperately happy, as if to express their sadness and burning loyalty to love.

Manju Sawah, the red flower, endless love, the precursor of death, the call of hell.

Mandala flower, white flowers, endless thoughts, desperate love, letters from heaven.

One was born by the Lethe River, the other grew up on the other side, life after life, forever looking at each other, making people sigh that the curse and separation are so desperate, and death is so beautiful.