Legend has it that there is a river in the underworld, its name is "Santu", the Santu River is the intersection of the living world and the death world, but after mortals die, they are destined to walk on the bank of the Santu River, the riverbank is an endless flower on the other side, in full swing, there is a saying of "the road of fire".

When Fang Xuan opened the gate of the underworld, many powerful underworld creatures flocked to the human world, and the path of fire that should have been full of people was very quiet at this time, only a few weak yin spirits were lined up there, they also wanted to fish in troubled waters and escape from the underworld, but their strength was insufficient. Even if they escape from the underworld, their weakened souls will be assimilated and dispersed by the massive amount of yang energy that fills the human world without the help of others......

The silence of the path of fire did not last long, and a roar was heard from the sky, as if a thunder poured down from above the nine heavens, causing a commotion of the ghosts. Then a hole was opened in the underworld sky, and what came from the crack was not yin or yang, but the chaotic Hongmeng breath of the plane handover.

"Where is this?" Fang Xuan, who had been sucked into the boundary wall, was a little confused after a long period of spatial turbulence and shock, but when he saw a piece of flower on the other side, he also had some "fire path" in his heart. Then he also saw a river with different speeds, which was the Three Ways River described in the Ten Kings Sutra of the Origin of the Bodhisattva Jizo.

Fang Xuan looked in the direction he needed to reach according to the instructions of the blood guide engraved on the bitter bamboo, on the other side of the Santu River, he walked to the boatman on the riverbank, the Santu River is a river without buoyancy, and the river can only be crossed by boat, after absorbing the energy of the phantom body, Fang Xuan's yang energy is restrained, and the yin soul can also see him. "Boatman, please cross the Santu River with me." The ghost on the boat glanced at him, but did not notice the difference between him and the other people who crossed the river, and only said: "The boat fare is six cents, and if you don't cross the river, you won't give change." ”

Fang Xuan didn't know much about the currency of the underworld, this kind of currency was not the same as the ancient currency of the human world, it was a universal currency processed by the water of the Lethe River, a tributary of the Santu River. The paper money burned in the yang world is only a currency that can only be used by the new yin spirits in the underworld for a fixed period of time, and it will be invalid after a long time, and it is also a limited amount, which will not cause inflation in the underworld. Fang Xuan didn't prepare the Stygian Coins, but after killing the Phantom, he did collect some Stygian Coins, and handed them over to the boatman without looking closely.

The boatman greedily glanced at the currency, and set sail without making a sound, and at the same time had a wishful thinking in his heart...... "Guest officer, I think you are a new ghost, right?" If there is a chance in the future, I hope that I will have the opportunity to bring the little old man in the future" As he spoke, he secretly threw a grain of sand from the yang world that was traded from the New Yin Soul in the early years into the Santu River.

The sand and gravel thrown into the Santu River is like a drop of water falling into the oil pot, and the souls in the entire Santu River are caught in a fight. Of course, a part of the high-intelligence ghosts did not fight, but set their sights on the ship. The boatman smiled fiercely and blended into the boat, at this time there was only Fang Xuan on the boat, and countless murderous ghosts looked at Fang Xuan, as if they had found a piece of tender meat.

One of the resentful spirits was surrounded by a depressed aura that could not be dissipated, and his face seemed to be gnawed by thousands of poisonous insects, and his body was made up of the mutilated bodies of multiple Yin Spirits. The resentful spirit filled a body of water, and then condensed inward to form the Dharma phase...... It has been cultivated into a ghost. The resentful soul let out a strange laugh and waved his hand at Fang Xuan on the boat, and the surrounding yin spirits trembled and rushed towards Fang Xuan. At the last moment, Fang Xuan began to chant the Sanskrit scriptures of Nalanda Temple, and the scriptures were embodied on the resentful Santu River, forming a solemn ancient Buddha.

The ancient Buddha recited six Sanskrit words to the resentful souls, which were the six-character mantras: Om Mani Horn Mi Mi, in an instant, the resentful spirits rushing towards Fang Xuan on the Santu River were all gone, and the ghosts and gods were not affected by the ancient Buddha's mantra, but seeing that a group of subordinates were all measured, their eyes gradually became more and more vicious.

Without waiting for the ancient Buddha to overspend his resentment, the ghost and god rushed directly towards Fang Xuan. The invincible ancient Buddha in the resentful soul did not hold on for a moment and disappeared directly, without the protection of the ancient Buddha, the resentment and evil qi directly affected Fang Xuan's mind, and everything he saw disappeared, turning into a Shura Blood Prison.

The horror of the Blood Prison made Fang Xuan break out in a cold sweat, but not long after, a pillar of dark blue light shot straight into Fang Xuan's sea of knowledge, and Fang Xuan regained consciousness. Fang Xuan thought about it and subconsciously looked at the stone shard, in his cognition, only this kind of treasure had the power to break the attack of the ghosts and gods.

Seeing that the spiritual attack on Fang Xuan was ineffective, the ghost god immediately spit out a red blood sword, and the blood sword was sealed with nine resentful souls, if it failed to catch it, it would immediately explode, and the power of the nine resentful souls to self-detonate should not be underestimated, not to mention the resentful souls found by the ghosts and gods, not just ordinary souls. Fang Xuan knew that his strength was limited and he didn't dare to take this move, so he dodged by. Fang Xuan was fine, and the Blood Sword cut off a corner of the Underworld Ship, where the boatman happened to be hiding, so it annihilated and dissipated in fear.

The ghost god smiled and said, "Boy, you have a bit of strength. It's okay, and try my newly developed supernatural powers. Immediately, with a grip in his palm, the water of the Santu River gathered in his hand, fusing with its highly corrosive poisonous blood and exploding. The ghost god drank it, and after locking on Fang Xuan, the boiling blood ball in his hand was thrown at him.

Ghosts and gods are ghosts after all, how can you believe in ghosts? On the surface, the attack was a blood ball, but in fact, Fang Cai's blood sword did not disperse, but turned into nine with one, and there was a resentful soul in each blood sword. When Fang Xuan was dodging the blood ball, he found that there were already nine blood swords blocking all his evasion routes, once he touched any blood sword, the power of the explosion was enough to lose his combat effectiveness even if he transformed his body. And if he didn't dodge the blood cells, the poisonous blood and the corrosive nature of the Styx water were enough to turn him into pus.

At this time, the stone flakes shone again, and the formed ball of light wrapped the blood sword and the blood ball in the gap between the two sides before reacting, and then purified. The purified balls of light shattered and scattered on the path of fire, and the flowers on the other side grew wildly, extending towards the Santu River. The ghost god glanced at the other side of the flower, and casually threw a blood sword, cutting off half of the other side flower, but the growth of the cut other side flower did not decay, but increased by geometric multiples, and soon arrived at the ghost god's side to wrap it.

The ghosts and gods continued to destroy the confinement of the other side flower, but the other side flower repaired and strengthened at a faster speed, and the ghost god lost its combat effectiveness in less than a quarter of an hour. The branches and leaves of the flower on the other side grew into the body of the ghost, and the ghost god continued to let out a miserable wail in this torment. The more miserable the wailing became, the more colorful the flowers became, and finally the ghosts and spirits scattered. Just like the last time the illusion was absorbed, they all made a wedding dress for Fang Xuan in the end, but this time it was different, the stone piece entered dormancy, and before that, a message was sent to Fang Xuan, which was a kind of technique to absorb the energy of others to transform oneself, and cultivate with the help of the flower on the other side.

The memories of the illusion and the ghost god were analyzed and compared, and the distribution of the forces in the underworld and the information about Liu Lei's movements were determined, and the most recent place to appear was the city of Xudu.

Fang Xuan asked the Yin Soul on the way about the direction of Xudu City, and the Yin Soul immediately fled, this was the case several times, until he met a Yin Soul Old Man who said the original: "Shaoxia, it's not that we don't want to say it, but now there has been a huge change in Xudu" and then glanced in the direction of Xudu before whispering: "That's it, Xiao Lao will explain the reason to Shaoxia, but you better not go to Xudu......"