The vertigo disappeared, and there was an empty stone room in front of him.

In a space of about 100 square meters, except for Zhang Zheng alone, there are snow-white stone walls on all sides, and a futon in the center, and nothing else.

What about the treasure hunt?

Zhang Zheng did not miss any crevices and corners, and after a thorough investigation, he found nothing, and couldn't help but lament.

She also wondered if it would be a trial, but no matter what spell she used, knocking all over the wall, it was still as calm as ever.

The stone chamber seemed to trap her in the chamber, with only her company on a rudimentary futon.

Zhang Zheng stopped exploring in frustration, her eyes fell on the futon, she carefully probed the futon, the meditation straw futon that is very common in the cultivation realm, and there is nothing abnormal.

Forget it, if you don't have a chance, you don't have a chance, at least you have a mysterious water mass and a reincarnation golden flower, and this trip is not nothing.

Zhang Zheng sat down on the futon, maintaining the posture of five hearts facing the sky, where the spiritual energy of the stone room was thin, and she was not in a hurry to cultivate, she was only immersed in the Taoist books she had read in the past, trying to find traces of the Tao from them.

……

The secret realm of Guyuan is left outside the cave.

The blue sky suddenly turned overcast, and the layers of dark clouds with faint red light piled up like mountains, the wind stopped and the clouds disappeared, and the darkness was depressing.

The quiet and comfortable secret realm is as if the pause button has been pressed, and suddenly everything is quiet, the grass and trees are silent, only the muffled thunder rolls, and the black clouds turn the ink.

"This ...... What is this! ”

One monk looked up and noticed the vision in the sky and muttered to himself in shock.

As the increasingly dense red light pierced the dense black clouds, the entire secret realm fell into a dark red.

The terrifying power poured down overwhelmingly, comparable to the oppression of the Heavenly Dao, and those who saw it were frightened and trembled.

The black cloud completely shattered and dispersed, revealing its true face with a muffled red light.

Hundreds of millions of blood-colored swords pointed straight at the vast land, thunder roared, and lightning and fire shadows swam away like dragons and snakes.

No one had time to react, and there was no exclamation, and the blood-colored sword with a handle was as wide as a steep mountain cliff, plunging straight into the earth.

The dazzling red dyes the loess into Zhu Dan rouge, the rivers are all floating corpses in a sea of blood, the rich blood gas spreads to the entire secret realm, and the pungent smell of blood soaks into the air.

The secret realm of Guyuan has become a place of death.

……

"Lin Daoyou, there is a ferry in front of you, it may be dangerous to walk alone, why don't you and I go together?"

Lin Xiaoxiao retracted her consciousness and readily agreed.

Ferry Lethe, the river where the reincarnated ghosts of the mortal world travel, "cross the ferry, leave the past; Crossing the Lethe River and entering the next life. ”

Although the monk thinks that he is free from the mundane, in fact, he will always be in the cycle of destiny before he becomes an immortal. The soul is not extinguished, and it still needs to be reincarnated.

The ferrying Lethe River is located in the void, and its actions are ethereal, and when all things die, it will appear, extraditing the soul into reincarnation.

I don't know where the ferry Lethe River came from, it is located in the Dongyuan Zhenjun Cave Mansion, and it is probably a test that the Zhenjun specially found.

Passing through Lethe, it is impossible to think of the old dreams, otherwise all the past will be swallowed up by Lethe, and the dust will be empty, and you will not be able to get out.

Yi Yanshan took out the Qingxin Bell, a red rope was held on the wrists of the two people, the Qingxin Bell was tied to the center of the red rope, and the sound wave of the Ming God slowly swung away.

"With the red rope tied together, coupled with the clear heart bell and the god, if one of us is lost in the Lethe River, we can be pulled out by the red rope."

The two of them let go of their thoughts and stepped on the vast Lechuan Bridge in front of them, and the yellow spring under the bridge was dead and silent, and the undercurrent was surging.

It's like a thousand years.

The last step is taken, and the picture in front of me turns, and the Lethe River is safely passed.

After Lechuan Road, the sky was full of clouds and mist, and the divine consciousness was trapped, and it was impossible to see through a foot of land.

The two looked at each other and frowned, they had been rumored to be in one place since they entered the cave, and they had obtained a lot of rare treasures along the way, but they didn't expect that there was nothing behind Lechuan Road.

"It is rumored that there are three living stones behind the Lechuan River that can be seen in the past and present lives, I wonder if you can see them here?"

Lin Xiaoxiao proposed to go further, and after walking for about ten miles, the clouds and mist suddenly rolled and rolled, the wind swept the clouds, and the wind was so strong that he couldn't open his eyes at all.

After half an hour, the wind stopped suddenly, and Yi Yanshan pulled the red rope, and her soul was frightened, trembling and pointing forward.

Lin Xiaoxiao looked at it immediately, and the moment she saw it clearly, her eyes widened, and her expression was frightened and solemn.

The mountains and rocks cracked, the sky collapsed, and in the vast void, countless small worlds fell rapidly like stars, with a loud crackling sound, and the fire and gravel exploded like arrows.

A fireworks spectacle with thousands of worlds as meteors.

Only silence and death are the most shocking tragedy.

The sacred supreme immortal ladder crumbled step by step, falling inch by inch, and disappeared into the dark and dead void, the dragon and phoenix wept and mourned for a long time.

Yin and Yang are pure and turbid, everything is annihilated into dust, and it returns to chaos and nothingness.

"The way of heaven is weak, the avenue is falling, and all things are ...... extinguished"

The sound is loud, and the elephant is invisible.

The clouds that had been blown away by the wind gathered again, as if nothing had happened.

Lin Xiaoxiao and Yi Yanshan glanced at each other, and when they caught a glimpse of the unprovoked tears on their faces, they were both shocked and stunned.

"I ...... Here's what's going on......"

Ferry Lethe, the dead reincarnate, the living return to the world, the past cannot be traced, and Lethe cannot be remembered.

……

"Zhang Zheng! You know wrong! ”

I? What do I know wrong?

In a trance, Zhang Zheng raised his eyes to look at the high platform, the solemn and solemn hall, the clouds and mist were shrouded, the hall was full of people, and a person stood on the platform.

The eagle-like gaze fell on her, and the scolding implied hatred for her, and her voice was pathetic: "You betrayed your fellow disciples for a devil, treacherously and unfaithfully, causing the fall of the gods, more than 100 disciples of my Sidao Sect died because of you, and you dare not know your mistakes today!" ”

Devil? Shan Shan? Si Dao Zong?

Zhang Zheng had a splitting headache, his kneeling posture turned into a crouching position, his hands beating his head, his eyes widened, staring at the people on the stage.

The figure of the man was hidden behind the clouds, and his face was blurred as that of everyone in the hall.

A voice suddenly appeared in his mind, "Zhang Zheng, tell me the location of the disciple training of the Si Dao Sect this time. ”

The voice was hoarse and full of temptation, and she heard herself reply: "Huafeng Yanshan, you will kill Yi Yanshan, right?" ”

The conversation stops here.

Vague fragments of memory emerged, and in the raging flames, countless figures struggled, screaming and hurting the heavens and the earth, turning into a pool of cigarette ash.

A gorgeous figure in red stood in the flames, tongues of fire rolled up the corners of her clothes, burning her skin, but she only looked at her from afar with sad and sympathetic eyes.

Why should she sympathize with herself? She is the one who is facing death!

My lips move lightly, what am I going to say? I want to admit my mistake?

Zhang Zheng's eyes were fierce, and she slammed her head on the ground, the blood spread out, and the slightest red was dazzling, she gritted her teeth and swallowed the confession that she was about to blurt out.

For a long time, she lay limply on the ground, her head tilted high, looking firmly at the high platform, and biting her blood-stained lip flap.

What's wrong with her? She didn't know any devils, Yan Shan, and she wasn't a disciple of the Sidao Sect.

She is a disciple of Wanxuanmen, and she has never had a clear conscience in this life!

"Zhang Zheng, no mistake!"

When the words fell, the clouds and mist suddenly surged, and the halls, high platforms, and solemn crowds disappeared and disappeared.

"Are you really right?"