Chapter 499: Ghost Gate Pass, Huangquan Road
"Will you really be Lethe after drinking the water of the Lechuan River?" Wu Di asked.
"Of course not, if you can really forget everything after drinking it, then why bother with Meng Po to stay there for hundreds of thousands of years? These are all rumors. ”
Wu Di wanted to ask again when he heard this, but he heard the ghost raise his hand and point: "There is the Nai He Bridge in front!"
There was a hint of surprise and long-awaited expression on the ghost's pale face, indeed, as a ghost who lived at the bottom of the underworld, his life was extremely miserable, and only at this time could he relive the taste of aura. He didn't have to take a deep breath, he hadn't smelled the aura for a few years, and it still felt so good!
When everyone heard the words, they followed the prestige, but they saw towering buildings faintly in the fog in the distance, although they were underground, although they could only see a corner of the city, but this could not hide the luxury of the underworld, especially the layers of lingering mist, giving people the feeling that this was not the underworld at all, but as if in the heavenly palace.
The impression of the underworld should be a place full of darkness and crisis, but looking at the underworld city from a distance, Feng Yichen and the others did not feel the slightest discomfort. Every stroke of this building is just right, and it is completely in line with the appearance of the architecture of the Ancient Continent. Seeing such a magnificent underworld wall, everyone couldn't help but sigh.
"Isn't it magnificent, this is the back garden of some great powers!" said the ghost angrily when he heard this: "What does the glamour on the surface represent? It's like when the living soul dies, it is just the end of dust returning to dust." When you get inside, you'll know what this underworld is like. ”
Hearing the ghost's words, everyone couldn't help but sigh. Feel the more and more powerful aura rushing towards you. Wu Di couldn't help but sigh. The Heavenly Monarch of the Underworld is really the master who only allows the state officials to set fires and does not allow the people to light lamps!
"Alright. I'll send you here, everyone, take care!" the ghost sent the group ashore, and sure enough, he didn't take any of them anything, even if Feng Yichen repeatedly insisted on giving the ghost some travel expenses, he was politely declined. At the moment when the ghost mission left, he silently prayed for Feng Yichen and them in his heart, although he knew in his heart that Feng Yichen and they would not overturn the underworld. But there is still that expectation in my heart.
As soon as Feng Yichen and they came ashore, they felt that the fog just now had all disappeared, and a magnificent gate straddled both sides of the road, but compared to this big gate, the deserted street felt more gloomy and cold.
I thought that this place would be exactly the same as the place where I met the ghost before, but when I looked at it, I really couldn't see a ghost, and then everyone knew how appropriate the ghost was described in the back garden.
With the restoration of cultivation, everyone's divine thoughts spread. Not long after they walked, they heard the sound of crying in the distance. Look at each other. Everyone traveled all the way, and ten miles away, they found a platform as high as 100 zhang in the distance, and behind the platform, there were dense ghosts, and the crying sound came from this platform.
"Could it be Wangxiang Terrace?" Hearing the crying sound in the distance, Wu Di immediately guessed what this platform was.
It was a large platform with a height of 100 feet, and from a distance, it looked as if a mountain covering an area of nearly five miles had been cut off and the top of the mountain was upside down to the ground. This lookout platform, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, the face is like a bow back, the back is like a bowstring flat column, except for a stone level path, the rest is full of sword mountains and sword trees, it is very precipitous. According to legend, standing on it, the sight you see is different.
No matter where you are, you will see your homeland and your funeral after your death on it. Moreover, Wangxiangtai will change the picture according to what the soul wants in his heart, but it is only limited to the places and people and things that the soul has seen before his death.
It is precisely because these scenes evoke countless memories of ghosts, and this is also the place where ghosts were able to see their hometown and their relatives for the last time, so it is called the Lookout Tower.
And the closer they got, the louder and denser the crying became, and the dense shadows of the ghosts also blocked their divine thoughts, but Rao was so, they still heard reluctance from these cries, heard memories, and heard nostalgia......
Wangxiang Terrace, originally refers to the ancient people who have not returned for a long time or have been displaced in order to look at their hometown and climb the high platform, this Wangxiang platform may be built by man, or it may be naturally formed. Later, with the maturity of the Taoist concept of ghosts and gods and the introduction of the Buddhist hell system, Taoism gradually evolved the Wangxiangtai from a real building to an illusory existence, and became a place in myths and legends where the ghosts who entered the hell could look at the situation in the Yang family, and sometimes it also referred to the underworld.
"Wangxiangtai?" Thinking of what Wu Di said before, Siddhartha couldn't help but say: "What do you say this is the Nai He Bridge, where is the Nai River? I see that the mountain gate we walked through just now is probably not the gate of the underworld, but more like the ghost gate, right?"
It's a rule that the oni can't get close to the shore, so no one has any doubts about the oni's departure. But now that I heard Siddhartha say this, everyone still has some approval in their hearts.
The Ghost Gate Pass is the legendary boundary between the yin world and the yang world, and the edge of death. Legend has it that after death, the soul of the underworld will be captured by the black and white impermanence of the underworld, and they will be brought to the underworld to be judged by the chief judge of the underworld, King Yama, to decide whether they will ascend to heaven and become immortals, or be reincarnated as a human being, or be sent to the eighteen layers of hell to suffer. The human soul has to walk a long way to report to the underworld and pass many passes; Huangquan Road is a general term for these passes and journeys, and the other refers specifically to a section of this journey called Huangquan Road.
"So the road we take is Huangquan Road?" The goatee pouted, and the road after the ghost gate was called Huangquan Road, which is not only a legend, but also a portrayal of everyone now: "Grandma's, it is also a good thing to be able to walk Huangquan Road when you are alive, at least you won't get lost after death!"
Hearing what Goatee said, everyone burst out laughing. At this time, Goatee still had the heart to tell such a joke. Fortunately, they stood still and did not move, and deliberately suppressed the transmission of sound with cultivation, so that the laughter did not spread, otherwise once it reached the ears of those ghosts who were crying, they thought they were laughing at them, then they would definitely be torn to pieces by this group of ghosts! (To be continued......)