The yin wind that belonged to the Nine Shadows whistled and blew, gathering into a ripple that swept across the endless wilderness.

Cui Yu's dark face couldn't see any expression, and he said indifferently, "Three thousand years ago, that bridge suddenly broke, and since then, no ghost thing in the Nine Shadows has been able to cross this Yin River."

Three thousand years ago.

Shen Yu twisted his eyebrows and quietly looked at the river in the distance.

This bridge of rebirth was originally a bridge connecting the Nine Shadows, and for countless years, practitioners have been searching for a truth.

That's life and death.

The living, on earth.

And where are the dead? 、

This is a problem that has plagued many strong people in the three sects for many years, and even the Dao Ancestor, the Buddha, and the Confucian Sage have led their disciples to travel around the spiritual wilderness, wanting to find out.

But at the end of the day, no one can define those who die, or where the practitioner ends up.

Some people say that it is the Nine Shadows.

And the disciples of Buddhism say hell.

Confucianism has another theory, which never thought that the dead would still exist in this world.

For this reason, countless people have gone to explore the legendary Nine Shades.

There are also countless people who go to hell.

In the era when the Daomen was flourishing, some disciples found the so-called Nine Shades.

Shen Yu remembered that in order to prove that this place was the place where the legendary deceased existed, those Daomen disciples caught many resentful spirits and evil ghosts in the world, and then searched the whole world, trying to find traces of their existence in the world.

But in the end, none of them were found.

The resentful souls of the Nine Shadows have no connection with the human world, so it is naturally not the destination of the dead, and it is very likely that it is a small world attached to the spiritual wilderness.

The Bridge of Death is a bridge unique to this place, and those resentful souls and evil ghosts who have passed the trial of Cui Yu will fall into the abyss and disappear into this world silently after crossing the Yin River.

No one knows where they went?

Even Taixuan couldn't find an answer.

Three thousand years ago, Taixuan died, and Shen Yu thought that it was just a matter related to him.

But over the years, Shen Yu found that this was not the case.

Kill the blood rain of cultivators above the world's fairyland.

In the Lingyin Temple, Zhang Xujing died inexplicably in disgusted with the filthy soil.

And now, Shen Yu found out again that even the interface of Jiuyou seemed to be disturbed by some kind of existence.

"Where did those resentful spirits go after the bridge broke?" Shen Yu asked suddenly.

Cui Yu has some kind of magical power to create space, and the position where the two of them are now is the space he has conjured.

No one could hear the conversation between the two.

The first being among the Nine Shadows to give birth to a sane did not answer, but carefully looked at the delicate man in front of him.

He didn't know Shen Yu's name, but this person's black hair fluttered in the wind, there was no emotion in his black eyes, and somewhere in his body there was a terrifying dark existence that was falling into a deep sleep.

Cui Yu subconsciously wanted to take a look at his life.

But those eyes that could see through the life of any resentful soul and evil ghost in the Nine Shadows could only see a white mist.

Silence and depth.

That means that the person has a will that is greater than anyone else's.

"These things have nothing to do with you outsiders." Cui Yuben didn't want to explain, but suddenly changed his mind and continued: "But I always feel that you can unveil the veil of the Nine Shadows, three thousand years ago, after the bridge of the afterlife was broken, some of those resentful spirits were swallowed by the Yin River, but more were led to the Mingquan."

Hearing this, Shen Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.

Mingquan.

It's a place name, a place that's extremely mysterious.

If there is any place in the spiritual wilderness that can be called mysterious, then Qianchuan can be said to be the first, and Mingquan is the second.

The second mysterious place at this time is the place where all the ghost cultivators in the world finally go.

For tens of thousands of years, in addition to being been

Except for the ghost cultivators who were exterminated by the nine holy lands, all the powerful ghost cultivators hid in Mingquan.

Some people even claim that a ghost saint who can create heaven and earth is about to be born there.

The god summoned by that guy from the Netherworld Sect before was a supreme powerhouse from Mingquan.

For those guys hiding in the void, Shen Yu didn't have many memories.

Because three thousand years ago, Taixuan didn't go there either.

There are very few memories of Mingquan.

Therefore, Shen Yu asked seriously, "Without the bridge, they can cross the Yin River on their own?"

Cui Yu shook his head and said, "No, three hundred miles downstream of the broken bridge, there is a ferry there, I don't know when the boat first appeared, but after the bridge was broken, the boat would come here every three days to pick up some evil ghosts with strong resentment."

Shen Yu said straightforwardly, "Today is the first day?"

Cui Yu thought for a moment and said, "Today is the third day."

Looking at the Nine Ghost Creatures in front of him who had lived for an unknown number of years, Shen Yu wanted to ask something about three thousand years ago.

It's just that there are too many possibilities, and this 'person' is not clear...

There was a certain silence in the air.

Cui Yu wondered why he had a feeling of treating an old friend, as if the man in front of him he had seen many years ago.

At that time, it was also in this space to make small talk.

He asked.

Then answer for yourself.

The sky is always dark.

Only a deep crescent moon hung in the sky, and the faint light pierced through the clouds, like a brilliant silver ring.

Cui Yu chattered endlessly as if he had met a confidant, and said a lot of things about Jiuyou.

Perhaps this was the only opportunity he had had to say so many words in the countless years he had lived here.

"Your realm seems to be a little lower, and when I first saw you, that sword intent was all over the sky, and the whole person was like a sharp sword out of the sheath, but now, why is it full of rotten aura, just like those guys who chant scriptures and chant Buddha."

Cui Yu finally asked the doubts in his heart.

Shen Yu said casually, "Something happened, and then I looked everywhere, but I didn't find the answer."

Cui Yu glanced at Shen Yu, with a look of surprise on his face, and said curiously, "So you know me? Or did I ever actually see you?"

Shen Yu didn't speak.

Cui Yu's mind is very simple, for tens of thousands of years, his existence has been to distinguish those resentful souls and evil ghosts in the Nine Shadows, and then let them pass through the Bridge of Death, which is an existence without any self-awareness.

It's like a kind of puppet.

Cui Yu is a puppet belonging to the Nine Shadows, and there is only one existence that created him.

The Lord of the Nine Shades.

For the ruler of this place, Tai Xuan had never seen it, and Shen Yu also didn't know either.

But Shen Yu knew.

There must be a high-flying presence here, perhaps overlooking this side at this moment.

And that exists.

will be able to dominate the spirits and demons.

Being able to decide the end point of the Bridge of Death may also be the purpose of Chikawa's ghost Cao here.