Whether it is true or false, whether it is breaking the formation or in the real past time and space, Xu Mochen feels that it doesn't matter.

"I killed you in the first life, and I will compensate you with the life of the ninth life."

The memory suddenly became clear, and he remembered the promise he had made in his first life, when he finally fell.

Therefore, here Xu Mochen disregards heaven and earth, ignores the eight formations, and follows his own heart.

This is his vow to the girl.

"It's worth it," the girl hugged him softly, "or rather, you're for the last cause and effect."

"There is no cause and effect," Xu Mochen touched the girl's face with his hand, "just for you."

The wind and clouds in the sky have changed, time has passed, and Xu Mochen's body, in the arms of the girl, has turned into ashes.

From beginning to end, the two maintained the same position.

He sacrificed the formation with himself.

Before the ghost gate closed, Tang Derun's face was covered with sweat.

It has been three days and three nights since Xu Mochen left and pinched his fingers.

I don't know that there is no movement at all, and the gate is still the same as it is.

What's even worse is that half an hour ago, Shu Wuyin suddenly froze.

"Miss Shu," Tang Derun shook his palms in front of her eyes, "Even if it's an alien, it's not like an out-of-body soul."

In short, this freckled, swarthy girl is full of secrets.

Zi Su held Gu Jinge tightly, and the latter also frowned and stared at the door.

"Don't worry, princess," Zi Su comforted, "Your Majesty is talented, and he will definitely be able to break the formation and open the gate."

Gu Jinge didn't move, but said in his mouth, "Who said I'm worried, I'm just afraid that Xu Mochen will fail and his injuries can't be treated."

Okay, you just keep tsundere.

When a few people were anxious, the gate suddenly reacted.

The invisible formation, which they couldn't see before, lit up everywhere.

Eight gates, eight positions, one by one, gradually lit up, until the final door of death.

Shu Wuyin, who had been fixed for a long time, suddenly blinked his eyelashes: "Weird, really weird."

A little starlight floated over there, gradually condensed, and Xu Mochen appeared.

"Your Majesty," Tang Derun rejoiced, "Congratulations to Your Majesty on being safe."

Xu Mochen sighed, looked back at Shu Wuyin, she carefully examined her limbs and arms, and she didn't know what was going on in the formation.

Perhaps, it's just the illusion of overlapping characters, or rather...... Vision?

Now is not the time to ponder these things, Xu Mochen nodded at Tang Derun, his right hand flashed with a burst of light, pressed on the ghost door shut, and began to push the door.

With his destiny, he came to open this door that could not be opened.

Accompanied by the bright light of the Eight Gate Formation, converging Xu Mochen's power, the gate made a dull sound.

The door, hundreds of meters high, opened a gap.

It is said that it is a gap, which is completely enough for two or three people to enter side by side.

As soon as the door opened, a ghostly aura poured out.

"Sealed!" Shisu had already prepared, her realm was not high, but she knew the runes related to the netherworld, and with a wave of her hands, the runes in the sky spread out, and one by one they stopped in mid-air.

"The sealing technique of the Netherworld can prevent the Netherworld from entering the mortal world," Shisu explained, "but it can only last for an hour."

An hour, time should be enough.

Xu Mochen did not hesitate, and took the lead through the gate and entered the world of the underworld.

Strictly speaking, although it passes through the ghost gate, this is still the place where the two worlds of yin and yang intersect.

Otherwise, the physical bodies of several people will never be able to enter.

Passing through the gate, there was a large, open space in front of it, which stretched out until it was cut off at the end.

To cut off means that there is nothing in front of you, a blank slate.

It's complete nothing.

"Pass the ghost gate," Xu Mo

Chen muttered to himself, "Go to Huangquan Road, presumably this is the so-called Huangquan."

He thought that the yellow spring or something was spring water or something like that.

Or the world calls it "Huangquan Ferry", which should also be related to water.

Who knows, the so-called ferry, below is none.

It's nothing, and when it falls, it becomes nothing.

Obviously feeling the restrictions of the law, Xu Mochen and the others, even if their cultivation was doubled, they could not fly over with their physical bodies.

"Huangquan Road, ferryman," Xu Mochen was puzzled, "Where is this road, and where is the ferryman?"

As soon as the words fell, a person's laughter sounded behind him.

"Hahaha, what Your Majesty said is really right."

Everyone's faces changed, and they didn't even notice that there were immortal cultivators following them.

If this person has the heart to ambush, I'm afraid they will also have a hard time.

Xu Mochen turned around to look, and a person wearing a mask and a robe walked up.

"It's you," he remembered fighting with the masked man, and Gu Jinge was injured by the masked man, "It seems that this is another game for you."

The masked man's tone was pleasant, "Sort of, but not quite."

Xu Mochen looked at him quietly: "Let me guess first, which official in the court you are."

"Your Majesty, please speak." The masked man is neither arrogant nor humble.

"Danzhou in the south is completely cut off from the outside world, and other immortal cultivators can't enter for a while," Xu Mochen muttered, "Originally, I thought you were an immortal cultivator here, but when you say this, it is tantamount to admitting your identity.

So it's not hard to guess that you're Luo Xuanzhi, the head of the household."

"Hahaha." In the laughter of the masked man, he took off the mask, revealing a handsome face, and sure enough, it was Luo Xuanzhi, the head of the household.

The moment the answer is revealed, it means that the mystery is about to come out.

Xu Mochen was not in a hurry: "Sure enough, it's you, so to speak, at the beginning, I set up Ningzhou as a special zone in the court of the capital and prepared to develop agriculture, and you started to act."

"That's right," Luo Xuanzhi generously admitted, "In this era, agriculture is the mainstay, and if Your Majesty wants to promote progress, the fundamental thing is to increase the production of grain.

Since Your Majesty has this intention, Weichen is just adding fuel to the fire.

An Zerui is a person who is obsessed with planting techniques and has no intention of guiding him, so it is not very difficult to guide him."

Xu Mochen continued: "Therefore, An Zerui proposed that Danzhou in the south is the best place for hybrid rice cultivation, and you guided it.

I didn't doubt you then."

"Because what An Zerui proposed is indeed the truth," Luo Xuanzhi affirmed, "It's just that he doesn't know that in the more than 100 years since he left Danzhou in the south, this place has long changed."

"The reason for the change is you," Xu Mochen questioned, "You persuaded the immortal cultivators here to spread religious beliefs, disguise gods, raise them to provide incense beliefs, and share the spoils with the Dragon King of the South China Sea.

It's all your handiwork."

Luo Xuanzhi nodded: "Weichen has also set up this game for more than a hundred years, just waiting for His Majesty to enter the game."

"So, you're worried that An Zerui won't be able to convince me 100%," Xu Mochen suddenly realized, "Deliberately attacking me, in fact, the target was Gu Jinge beside me."

"Bang bang!" Luo Xuanzhi applauded, "Your Majesty, you can understand all this at once.

That's right, Gu Jinge's injury was intentional by Wei Chen.

Otherwise, she would have died a long time ago."