The secret realm has been closed, and no matter how unwilling Elder Sun is, he is powerless to return to heaven.

The dark night was approaching, and Xiao Zhuyue silently followed the Moon Worship True Monarch back to Miaoshou Peak, not saying a word along the way. Xiao Zhuyue has been raised under the knees of the Moon Worship True Monarch since she was a child, how can the Moon Worship not know what she is thinking at this moment?

"Month by month, do you have a grudge against being a teacher in your heart?"

Xiao Zhuyue denied it again and again: "No, it's just that Senior Sister Chu is ...... because of me after all."

Bai Yue's eyes were gentle, and his gaze was soft on Xiao Zhuyue. After all, she is a child who has been raised by herself for more than a hundred years, and she knows what her personality is. What Xiao Zhuyue is thinking about now is nothing more than that she feels that something happened to Chu Li, and she has to take responsibility for it.

"Chu Li's matter, you don't have to be annoyed. After all, you have done your best to be benevolent and righteous, not that you don't save her, but that you don't save the teacher. Everything in the future has nothing to do with you. "Worship the moon to the bright moon, like a goddess," everyone in the world says that I am a genius of moon worship, and I am already the peak of the yuan baby before I am a thousand years old. It's a pity that in my opinion, my immortal path has long come to an end. It is said that there is a god after the first baby, but where is the opportunity to turn into a god? In the past hundreds of thousands of years, has there been a monk who has stepped into the realm of transforming into a god? The idea of turning into a god is just the illusory delusion of the monk who is unwilling to sit still. Yuan Ying has a life span of 3,000, and the teacher doesn't even know how to spend the rest of his life. ”

Xiao Zhuyue suddenly realized that his master had the appearance of heaven and man.

"Month by month, this matter is the fault of the teacher, it has nothing to do with you, you only remember this."

Under the words of the moon worship, Xiao Zhuyue's clarifying eyes gradually became cloudy: "Yes, this matter is not a month-by-month fault." ”

Bai Yue said again: "You go back to your own cave to cultivate, and tomorrow you will go to the Instrument Peak to ask Zhong Qi Zhenjun to refine the weapon for you, remember?" ”

Xiao Zhuyue nodded confusedly: "The apprentice wrote it down." ”

……

The bright moon hangs deep in the peaks, and the long river gradually sets, and the stars sink.

The moon worshippers alone among the peaks, laughing at himself.

What is the Tao? Why?

The frivolous words of his youth have long been forgotten at this moment. Take the Danxiu road, is it for the world, for the people, or for the vast sentient beings who are floating in the vast world?

The facts tell the moon that she is not the magic hand of the Dan Immortal who hangs the pot to help the world and save the people, she is just a poor worm who has a broken immortal path and a hopeless future.

Under the way of heaven, they are all ants.

"Chu Li, dying there is just your life, it has nothing to do with others, let alone month by month."

……

Chu Li felt as if he was floating in a vast and endless sea. The warm ocean currents wrapped around her body, as comfortable and reassuring as if she were wandering in her mother's arms.

However, the next moment, she seemed to have been fished out of the water, and the hard ground behind her hurt her.

Chu Li finally opened his eyes slowly, staring blankly at the gloomy sky with few stars above him.

"Yo, awake?" Chu Li got up, looked around suspiciously, and finally fell on the bewitching woman in front of him.

"Who are you?"

"Me?" The woman covered her lips and smiled coquettishly, "You little doll is interesting." Since they have all come to this Huangquan Lechuan, don't you know who the owner here is? ”

"Yellow Springs...... Lethe. Chu Li asked in a daze, "Am I dead?" ”

Meng Po chuckled, turned sideways and scooped a handful of water towards the River of Lethe, and sprinkled it on Chu Li's side.

"You're not dead yet, but you're near."

When his consciousness returned, Chu Li remembered the fact that he could not function normally due to his spiritual power, and fell into the abyss after bleeding from his seven orifices. There is a legend in the human world that after death, people will walk the Naihe Bridge, cross the Lethe River, and drink the Yellow Spring, but most of the monks don't believe in these. Because as long as a monk embarks on one of the paths, the seven souls and six spirits in his body will be transformed into primordial spirits, and he cannot realize the reincarnation of life through the underworld.

Therefore, if the monk dies, he can take it away, or he can be escorted by someone close to him to the reincarnation realm to reincarnate the original god, but he cannot enter this Huangquan Lechuan alone.

Chu Li stretched out her hand and lightly touched the water of Lethe that Meng Po had sprinkled on her side.

I saw that the cloudy water droplets instantly became crystal clear the moment they touched her fingertips, and then turned into a little star mark and disappeared into Chu Li's fingertips.

"I ...... Why are you here? ”

"Because, I can't let you die." Meng Po suddenly approached, her eyes staring at Chu Li's eyes burningly, "Actually, I don't know, how did you end up in ...... This place comes, but since I have met it, it is your luck. ”

"The road is so ......"

Meng Po's eyes seemed to have magical power, and Chu Lifu felt dizzy as soon as he bumped into them, and the next moment he fell asleep again.

"In this realm, how can there be the existence of Yin and Yang Dao bodies." The Lethe River connects all worlds, and I don't know how many ghosts have to cross every day. Meng Po has been wandering on this river for I don't know how long, and even the living souls have seen a lot, but I have never seen a monk who entered the Tao and was dying.

Chu Li can be described as the first one.

"So weak, this Yin Yang Dao body is a blessing or a curse for you." Meng Po looked at Chu Li, as if she was thinking of an old person in her memory, "Okay, help people to the end, after all, this Huangquan is not where you should come." ”

"Just, go back to where you should be."

Back to me...... The place to go back.

Half-asleep and half-awake, Chu Li seemed to hear someone leaning into her ear and saying such a sentence.

A visit to this yellow spring is like a dream of yellow sorghum, and it can't be shocked in Chu Li's memory.

"Hiss......"

She's ...... What's wrong?

The bones in the body seemed to be shattered, and even the meridians were cracked and painful. Chu Li woke up slowly, only the wind blowing in her ears from time to time reminded her of the situation she was in now.

Chu Li originally thought that the bottom of this abyss must be a strong wind, but who knew that the wind here was not even as violent as it was in mid-air. She forced herself to sit up, and the rusty spirit sword lay beside her. Come to think of it, it didn't survive the Gangfeng in this abyss, and it became a waste sword.

Chu Li stretched out his hand to pick up the undulating spirit sword, and his fingers slashed across the blade.

Unknowingly, this sword has accompanied her through six spring and autumn seasons, occupying half of her life. Now that it has been scrapped like this, Chu Li actually feels a pity in his heart.

It's just that now, it's not a good time to be sad.

Chu Li put the Fu Ling Sword into the Qiankun bag, and then took out another long sword from it for support. Although the grade of this sword is not high, it is more than enough to use it as a crutch.

With his sword in hand, Chu Li struggled to get up from the ground and staggered forward.

If you are lucky enough to pick up a life, but you can't tell the direction, it's better to just do what you want than to stay where you are and wait to die.