The paper boat swayed in the rough waters of the Huangquan River, and seemed to be in danger of being overturned at any time. But Yang Lao held the helm tightly and crossed the Huangquan River with difficulty under the fluttering waves.

Zhou Wen jumped off the paper boat, quite a little apprehensive. It was really the forbidden land that left him with too deep an impression, and he almost shed blood back then, but now it has become a shadow in Zhou Wen's heart, and he is inexplicably frightened by the forbidden land. Boss Yang waved his hand again, and the paper boat shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then casually put it in his pocket.

Zhou Wen looked back at the Huangquan River, since they sailed to the other side by paper boat, the Huangquan River has regained its calm, rippling blue waves, crystal clear, but it is a rare beauty. Just look closely, the layers of dry bones at the bottom of the river add a sense of horror here.

Zhou Wen's scalp was numb, and he always had a sense of foreboding. I feel that I have entered the third forbidden land, even if there is a master of the art realm like Yang Lao, it is difficult to protect him thoroughly. Ahead is a dense forest, with towering trees, covering the sky and the sun, but walking through this forest, but it is silent, and no sound can be heard.

In the entire dense forest, except for Zhou Wen, Yang Lao and others walking around, stepping on the dead branches and the rustle of leaves, there was silence. The suppression of the third forbidden land is very powerful, even if it is Yang Lao, a master of the art realm, he can't rise from the ground, crossing the entire forest, and can only move forward slowly one step at a time.

Zhou Wen walked in this forest, but it was like walking in Senluo Hell, always feeling that something was following him. Even Zhou Wen felt something crawling on his shoulder, staring at him and laughing gloomily. Even if the halo of the Nine Tribulations Wheel Bottle enveloped itself, it didn't help, and those things didn't seem to be afraid.

Zhou Wen secretly used the method of the soul, his eyes were colorful, shining, and there was golden light exposed, which seemed to be fiery eyes, and he could see through the vanity. It's okay not to look at this, but when he saw Zhou Wen, he suddenly felt chills, and he couldn't help but shiver, and the whole person immediately broke out in white sweat.

He saw a child running from the front, and he saw a black figure crawling on his shoulder, baring his teeth at him, smiling strangely.

Zhou Wen was so frightened that he immediately stopped using the fiery eyes, and all the vanity disappeared. There was nothing strange in sight, and the whole dense forest was silent. The more this is the case, the more frightened Zhou Wen becomes, this place is too weird, there is a great horror, and it really deserves to be the third forbidden place.

Yang Lao is a master of the art realm, although he is suppressed here, but he is also sensitive, and he has noticed the changes in Zhou Wen.

"You're so sharp-eyed?"

Yang Lao's tone was also shocked.

"I don't know why, I always feel a hot air swirling in my eyes, if I use the heat in my eyes, my eyes will be colorful, and there is a golden light exposed, and I can see through everything weird." Zhou Wen lied.

It's really that he was reborn again, and he had suffered from his previous life, and it was difficult to trust anyone completely.

"Hundreds of thousands of years ago, there was an ancient great sage, called the Monkey King. Holding the iron rod made of Our Lady of Gold, he smashed the heavens and the earth with one rod and shook the galaxy with the other. It is said that this saint has fiery eyes, which can penetrate all the falsehoods in the world and penetrate the source. It is said that the eyes of this saint are like the sun, and when the eyes are opened, the world is bright, and the golden light is shrouded, and when the eyes are closed, the heavens and the earth are dark, like the end of the world. ”

Zhou Wen knew this saint, and he also knew that the iron rod Ruyi gold stick made of the Virgin Mary Jin. But Zhou Wen didn't hear the allusion of fiery eyes. Now when I heard Yang Lao's words, I was shocked. His eyes are like the sun, he opens his eyes to the light of the world, and when he closes his eyes, the sky is dark, and the Monkey King has such an ability, which is really a complete earth-shattering crying ghost god.

"I am a fiery eye that has been opened by cultivating the magic of the soul and the blessing of the soul power. That Monkey King also has fiery eyes, isn't it also the method of cultivating the divine soul? Zhou Wen guessed. But it doesn't feel likely.

Since ancient times, the monks of the Endless Continent have only known how to cultivate their physical bodies by channeling spiritual energy. Qi, Dan, and Infant are the methods of cultivation in the mortal realm, changing one's own physique, making the body light, and then entering the Dao realm, so that you can see through the mysteries of heaven and earth and realize the meaning of the Dao. The mortal realm is just a simple cultivation of the physical body, while the Dao realm is to pay attention to becoming one with heaven and earth, grabbing the Dao intention from heaven and earth, and blessing one's own body. And when it comes to the art realm, it is to turn heaven and earth and the universe into a technique, which can move mountains and reclaim the sea, and freeze time.

However, the mortal realm, the Dao realm, and the art realm are all cultivated on the basis of the physical body. And there has never been a way to cultivate the soul. Therefore, from ancient times to the present, the people of the Endless Continent have gradually thought that the theory of the soul is nonsense, and people have no soul, only a body.

In the past, Zhou Wen also adhered to this belief, although he had doubts, but there was no evidence to support it.

Now Zhou Wen has cultivated thousands of methods, and he has learned that the human body has a soul, and Zhou Wen has truly experienced the soul leaving the body. In one life, people are only crossing the sea, and they must cultivate both body and soul before they have the opportunity to reach the other side, pick the flowers on the other side, and achieve great fruits.

In the dual cultivation of body and soul, the soul is the main one, supplemented by the physical body. The body is the boat that carries the soul, and the soul is the person who crosses the sea.

Since ancient times, the Endless Continent has never known that there is a Soul Refining Theory. Therefore, Zhou Wen believed that the Monkey King, even if he had fiery eyes, was by no means the result of cultivating his soul like himself.

But Zhou Wen was a little curious, and couldn't help asking: "I don't know how the master knows how the Monkey King got his fiery eyes?" Is it innate, or is it acquired? ”

"According to the allusion, when the Monkey King was in the Dao realm, he inadvertently offended a certain major sect. The master of the sect was furious, captured the Monkey King, and threw it into the sea of poison and fire in the mountain behind the sect to refine, but he didn't want to refine this time, instead of refining the Monkey King, it created the Monkey King's fiery eyes, and the Monkey King took this opportunity to achieve the magic realm. Angry to the sky, open his eyes, the divine light was exposed, leveled the sect, and took away the sect's treasure Ruyi golden stick, and since then the Monkey King has risen and achieved a generation of myths. Yang Lao said slowly, and finally couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "That era is the era of the Monkey King, and all the geniuses are eclipsed. ”

When Zhou Wen heard this, he was also full of emotion. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, in that ancient era, the Endless Continent was really an era of mythology. It was the age of the individual, and the man was a myth, and in the shadow of that myth, all geniuses were dim.

Like the Pangu god who split the chaos of heaven and earth and created this endless continent.

Like the great god Kuafu who chases the sun and chains the sun.

Like that Fuxi, like that Emperor Xuanyuan, everyone is amazingly talented, leading an era and creating a myth.

It's just that these people are miserable in their old age, and no one can really escape the fate of death. Pangu's body died, and his body turned into ashes, and he was wiped out from then on. On the altar of Fuxi's blood immortality, even if he exhausted his strength, he couldn't take that step to truly immortalize.

Thinking about it like this, Zhou Wen felt powerless, even if he was such a character, he couldn't escape the fate of death.

Zhou Wen remembered the thousands of laws again, and the thousands of laws said that the body and soul were cultivated, and there was a chance to reach the other side. What does the other side mean, and what does it mean to pick the flowers of the other side and achieve the great fruit position? Isn't that the step?

Zhou Wen guessed, but he was very skeptical, after all, immortality is impossible, and no one has ever succeeded since ancient times.

The dual cultivation of body and soul is also the first person, and it has never existed before. The road ahead is long, Zhou Wen doesn't know how to go, he can only go step by step. Everything that Zhou Wen has now is unfamiliar, the Great Burial Heavenly Law, the Thousands of Laws, and the Golden Armor of the Virgin are all unheard of, unseen, and never seen before.

However, Zhou Wen concluded that Monkey King's Christmas fire eyes should be related to the method of soul refining. However, it was not the Monkey King himself refining his soul, but the erosion of the sea of ten thousand poisonous fires, hurting the soul and indirectly refining the soul.

"What did you just see?"

Yang Lao asked, very curious about the fiery eyes.

"This forest is not clean." Zhou Wen remembered the black shadow before, that child.

"Let's move on."

Old Yang's face was a little serious, and the image of the grinning old man on weekdays was gone, replaced by a serious face, like a master in the world.

"Okay." Zhou Wen followed behind Yang Lao and walked cautiously, he didn't dare to use his fiery eyes anymore. It's too much of a test of mental endurance.

The two walked out for a few more hours, and the dense forest in front of them gradually became thin. The sun also casts through the dense forest. When the two came here, they found a cliff in front of them, the cliff was bottomless and dozens of feet wide.

"This-" Zhou Wen's eyes showed a look of surprise.

Then he remembered something, looked at Yang Lao and said, "Master, we have passed through the Yellow Spring, and now that we are here, there should be no bridge, right?" ”

Zhou Wen couldn't help but use his fiery eyes to look at the bottom of the cliff again, and suddenly Zhou Wen was furious, and there were dense corpses of children piled up at the bottom of the cliff, and those children were staring at themselves fiercely. The bottom of the cliff is full of black gas and ghosts.

"It's really come to Senluo Hell." Zhou Wen shouted.

Yang Lao stared ahead, and then said slowly: "Yes, cross the Huangquan River and arrive at the Naihe Bridge." Look, that's the Nai Ho Bridge. ”

Zhou Wen looked at it, and sure enough, on the edge of the cliff not far from him, a bridge spanned both sides of the cliff. It's just that this bridge is different from the Nai He Bridge, this bridge is shining with golden light, and there is a golden light. However, the bridge is in the Senluo Hell, and it stands to reason that it should be dark and ghostly.

"Master, isn't this a bridge?"

Zhou Wen was skeptical.

"Yes." Yang Lao said word by word. "What you see with your naked eyes may not be true."

When Zhou Wen heard this, he suddenly remembered the scene he had seen before. He couldn't hold back, and once again used his fiery eyes to look towards the Nai Ho Bridge.

Sure enough, this bridge is no longer golden, but black and ghostly. Zhou Wen saw again that there was a child sitting at the head of the bridge, and the child seemed to feel that Zhou Wen was looking at him, turned his head, and grinned at Zhou Wen.