"You mean there are other forces that can cross the river?"

Jiang Hai asked, in fact, he was also talking.

"Have you forgotten? Even if someone can intercept a tributary from a long river of history, can't this river be crossed?"

Wang Xi's words were more like a perfunctory, what he said was equivalent to not saying it, who between the two had this ability? Even the Half-Holy Weapon Gentleman Fan in his hand couldn't do anything, how could the two sect masters surpass the Half-Holy Weapon.

But Jiang Hai knew that this guy was hiding something from him.

"Are you hiding something from me?"

Wang Xi hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke, "Huangquan Road, soul ferryman......"

The soul ferryman of Huangquan Road? This is Huangquan Road? Obviously not! When he was sharpened on the burning plain, he entered hell by chance, including Huangquan Road, the flower on the other side, and the Nai He Bridge......

The river was completely different from this place, there were floating wreckage of unknown age above the yellow current, and walking on the bridge of Naihe, you could feel the yin wind and the sound of wailing.

That's the yellow spring water in my impression, which is as clear as it is at this moment, even if you can't see the bottom, you can see a few feet below. And there is no ominous atmosphere here at all, it is very peaceful and even quiet.

Besides, during that trip to hell, I never saw a soul ferryman, and there will be at this moment?

"You're unreliable, is Huangquan like this?"

In the face of Jiang Hai's questioning, Wang Xi didn't think so, but fell into deep thought, babbling in his mouth.

"You and I have never really seen hell, and how can we know what hell is like, and what we know and think is only hearsay or what we see in books. Hearsay stems from the myth of who wrote the book and who made it?"

"It's just the victor in history or some people say, no one knows the truth, since no one knows, how can you tell that this is not Huangquan?"

Hearing this, Jiang Hai was speechless, he was asked, and there were too many questions at the moment. Is the hell in the Burning Plains the real hell? The lord of the beginning and end of reincarnation is the Demon King, and what kind of place would the proud one live in?

The two have the same name as hell, but is it the same thing?

No, above the hell of the Burning Plains is the Heavenly Court, how could the Hell be contemporaneous with the Heavenly Court of the Holy Emperor?

If it is a hell of a different era, then is the hell of the Burning Plains a continuation of the Demon Lord Hell or the previous one, and what should it be like?

This is not something that can be solved in a while, but Jiang Hai knows two things: first, Wang Xi really has something to hide from himself, and the two of them have experienced life and death together, and he shouldn't hide it, so it shows that the matter is beyond life and death, and he can't say it.

Second, what he can't say has to do with hell, or just a few words, maybe a certain thing, a certain era.

After knowing this, Jiang Hai took a step forward, if this is really hell and there is a yellow spring in front of him, there must be people from hell to guide him, just like he said about the soul ferryman.

Raise your hand and strike it out with a palm, to lure out the ferryman to cross the river between the two, and there may be something on the other side that he wants to know.

However, what he didn't expect was that the palm print fell directly to the ground before it flew three feet.

Without a sound, it disappeared without a trace.

The palm print is not as good as the distance of the half-holy weapon, which makes Jiang Hai understand that there is a strong prohibition on this river, and it cannot be seen or touched.

'Bombard them with the palm of the sky, and you don't believe that you won't stir up the waves!'

It was a sudden thought, and before he could make any move, waves arose above the river, not earth-shattering but a foot high, wave after wave, flowing from above to below, from the other shore to this side.

Strangely, there is no collision between the waves, nor does the back wave push the front wave, and the front wave is cold.

Over time, I realized that the waves were just rolling in place, just like the previous reincarnation, just in the same place.

Why is this? Jiang Hai completely raised his hand, there must be a demon when something goes wrong, maybe some crisis is coming.

Then I saw a blue light emanating from the two waves, and through the light, you could see a whirlpool, and the whirlpool from the bottom up was also different from before.

The light is getting brighter and brighter, but it doesn't light up the area, because it's too vast. But its vicinity is clearly visible. That vortex is growing at a rapid pace, what is this?

Until it stopped, the whirlpool was the size of a royal martial arts arena, and you must know that the royal martial arts arena can accommodate at least a few thousand people.

The whirlpool did not stop rotating, but the speed was extremely slow, and a special aura was released from it, which was indeed an aura. It can trigger a reaction from the two people's bodies, but it is not a bad thing to accelerate the internal breath.

"It seems like something is about to appear. ”

Wang Xi's eyes revealed a fine light, as if he was talking to himself, but Jiang Hai knew that he was saying it to himself.

If this is really the Yellow Spring, then what is in it must be a dead thing, that is, a soulless thing. Whether it's a dead body that has survived for countless centuries, or something that stays on the floor, like the ones I've seen before.

After a few moments, the whirlpool stopped completely, and its brilliance reached its maximum, and from a distance it looked like a round of scorching sun. Each beam represents a round of scorching sun, and what is in it is worth pondering.

The light gradually weakened, but the river was churning violently at the moment, and except for the whirlpool, it jumped a few feet high in and out of sight, and the stormy waves were nothing more than that.

Like a courtier who is cheering and waiting for the king's coming, so much more to praise the special and king-like existence of the things that are about to appear, in hell, in the yellow spring, is it a demon king?

Jiang Hai is looking forward to it, and so is Wang Xi, but the things that the two are looking forward to are obviously different.

In the end, a very dilapidated ship emerged from it.

The boat is about ten zhang long, which is huge, but it is small in this river, and the hull is full of holes, from which it is radiating the same brilliance as before, relatively much weaker, but the breath has not weakened in the slightest.

The mast was broken from it, and the canvas above seemed to have been battered by war, and it should have been graphic, but it was too old, or it was eroded by the river, and it was impossible to see what it was, like a map drawn by a child wetting the bed.

The whole reveals the vicissitudes of life, there are no people and creatures on the board, and there is nothing unclear in the cabin, because the ship is too far away to see clearly, and there is a hazy thing blocking it, whether it is eyes or divine sense.

The moment it appeared, it was heading in the direction of the two of them, facing the stormy waves, or rather, the huge waves were just around them.

The speed seemed to be extremely slow, but the two who had not yet blinked, saw a noticeable difference between what they saw in the previous moment and the next, and the latter was significantly greater than the former.

The instantaneous growth is more than ten times, so it travels extremely fast, and the hull of the ship is more than ten zhang! Coming from the other side, this is what Wang Xi said earlier about the soul ferryman?

No, I didn't see any living creatures, so at the moment it was a ferry at most, and it was a huge ferry.

In less than ten breaths, the ferry came to the two of them, and if it were an ordinary boat, it would not have been possible to come here, because the shallowest part of the riverbank was only a few feet deep, but it could.

The two of them didn't act rashly, not knowing what was going to happen.

Because the ship looked ten feet high, the length could not see through the tail end, and there was no hanging ladder or plank, and it was motionless as if it were a dead thing.

"What's going on here? Bai Xiaosheng. ”

Jiang Hai asked directly, knowing that this guy knew the secret, because he was disappointed at this moment, as if what appeared was not what he thought.

"I think this is what crosses the river, but I don't know why there is no one to guide me at the moment. ”

Wang Xi replied, his eyes still looking at this strange boat, which looked like a tattered but had not been destroyed, and whether it appeared from the Huangquan River, whether it meant that its final place was not actually the other side, but the bottom of the river.

So the real Nine Shades Land?

"Is there anything else we don't have?"

"I think so, but unfortunately I don't know what it is, and I don't have any hints at the moment. ”

The two of them stopped talking at the same time tacitly, and they both used their magical powers to see the hull of the ship, at least where the naked eye could see, and where the divine sense could cover, they should find the relevant ones as much as possible.

There is not much unusual place on the hull, the only place is the bow of the ship, at a glance you can know that it is not a product of this world, who would use the head of a strange beast as the bow of the ship, and the face is hideous and shows its fangs.

And then, not to say weird, there are a lot of dark green things on the hull, like moss, algae, how can this substance not grow under the water all year round.

Other than that, there's nothing special about it.

There are no veins, graphics, or even logos. Jiang Hai was at a loss, his divine sense was not as good as the naked eye, he couldn't see anything at all, he only felt that there was a huge thick fog in front of him.

So this is another visual and auditory hallucination?

Turning his head to look at Wang Xi, where is he still the indifference and calmness that Bai Xiaosheng should have at this moment, his brows are tightly locked, if there are small creatures in mosquitoes, he can be squeezed to death without using his hands and eyebrows.

He still couldn't believe it, maybe he just didn't want to see the ship.

"What's so special about this ship?" Jiang Hai knew that he had something to hide from him, and he didn't plan to force him to say it, he just wanted to know what was special about this ship.

"I really don't know, but there is a relevant record on the ancestral codex: in the thirty-nine caves, I heard the rolling thunder, and the sound of breaking the waves spread, thinking that it is the key to the next place, but it took more than ten days to see the thunder, the lake and the sea, ......."

As he spoke, Wang Xi stopped directly.

"What's next?"

There is no following, this is the last text of the Codex. ”

Jiang Hai didn't think there was a problem at first, but after thinking about it carefully, no, he only said that it was words, could it be that there was something else on top of the codex?

Wang Xi seemed to hear Jiang Haide's heart, and said again, "There are three drops of blood on it, and a substance that has never been seen before." ”

"The three drops of blood still retain their original color, the first drop is bright red, the second drop is dull, and the third drop is as black as ink, but they are all the blood of the ancestors. And that substance is the unidentified algae on the hull of the ship at this moment. ”