Retracting his gaze, Lin Zhen began to run towards the west of the ash area.

A month later, the blazing feeling finally disappeared, and in the endless Gobi, only gravel remained, and a touch of green appeared in the horizon, which also implied that Lin Zhen would leave the forbidden area and enter the unknown mountains.

Lin Zhen, who was full of Xuan Qi, swept wildly forward, and under the shadow of a thousand snows, Lin Zhen's speed soared to the extreme, and countless flowing shadows appeared behind Lin Zhen.

In one day, Lin Zhenxuan's qi was lost by more than half, but he finally came to the edge of the unknown mountain range.

After the continuous rush allowed Lin Zhen to enter the edge of the mountain range, he directly set up a bonfire and rested in place.

……

After ten days of traveling through the mountains, a city appeared in front of Lin Zhen.

Gray Ye City.

Entering the city, Lin Zhen went straight to the shop and bought two maps, one was a map of Dazhou, and the other was an overview map of the Xuan Realm.

The continent where he is now located, called Qingzhou, is very close to the Giant Spirit State, but there is a world river in the middle, and it also separates the two worlds.

Qingzhou's comprehensive strength is much stronger than Cangnan Prefecture, Gray Ye City, located in the southeast corner of Qingzhou, is an extremely remote city, but also a relatively backward city, the prosperity of the city is very low.

Lin Zhen's figure appeared in a tavern.

"The Netherworld Flower of Sihuai City has bloomed, will you go?" A cultivator leaned on a chair with one foot and pinched the wine bowl with the other, brought it to his mouth, and asked the person across the table.

"The festival has nothing to do with us, and if we want to go, it is also the downcast who have died their loved ones and friends." The cultivator opposite him shook his head again and again, picked up the wine bowl, and brought it directly to his mouth, and drank it for a moment.

Syllable.

Slamming the wine bowl on the table, the cultivator wiped the corners of his mouth, and opened his mouth very satisfied, with a kind of teasing in his voice: "Li Sang, the Netherworld Flower in my hometown has bloomed again, don't you go and take a look?" ”

"......" looked at the man opposite and teased himself, the man was also silent, drank all the wine in the bowl, and then filled a glass, and said in a low voice: "The deceased is in awe, and don't ridicule." ”

"Hmph, Sihuai City is 108,000 miles away from our Gray Ye City, and it doesn't matter to us how to get through the underworld." The cultivator shrugged indifferently, took the wine jug on the wine table, and poured it into his own wine bowl.

"May you be without fault." The man frowned and said slowly, although they were all the way, their beliefs were very different.

"On the night when the ghost flower blooms, enter the river of Sihuai, cleanse the soul of the waves, drink the psychic wine, and the soul of the deceased will come. Can a deceased person still be a deceased person? ”

……

Sihuai City, located in the north of Qingzhou, takes a month to set off from Gray Ye City, and there is only one month left before the Netherworld Flower blooms.

A high-speed bullet train is driving wildly through the mountains and dense forests.

The souls of the deceased will come by themselves, will there really be such a strange festival?

"Yan Ting ......" The greenery outside the window regressed wildly, and Lin Zhen sat by the window, looking out of the window with a trace of long-lost emptiness in his eyes.

Yan Ting's thin figure surged wildly in Lin Zhen's mind, and the memories of the past turned in front of Lin Zhen's eyes one by one......

A month later.

Lin Zhen wore a black robe and a black cloak and hat, and appeared outside Sihuai City.

This city, standing in the mountains, the people who come and go, all of them are in a hurry, their expressions are gloomy, and there are only a few people, with a face on their faces, with relief.

The inside of the city, like the ancient city, is only invisible to pedestrians, horse-drawn carriages, and technology related to urbanization.

Tonight, when the netherworld flowers bloom, this temple Huai city is extremely busy, especially at this special moment, the whole city, crowds come one after another.

The sun sets in the west, and the mountain in the city is the same waist, the golden glow shines on this city in the mountains, dyeing the people of the city into gold, on the sky, the red glow is as deep as blood, and the light through the mountainside is translucent and dazzling.

It is the middle of summer, and the maple trees in the city are swaying slightly with the breeze, and the reddish maple leaves, and the greenery in the mountain forest, accompanied by the sunset, make people lose their souls.

Lin Zhen walked aimlessly on the stone-paved road, and everywhere he passed, there was a lot of people with their own hearts.

Many people wore white robes and white hats walking among the crowds.

"The Nether Flower only blooms tonight, have you come to your senses?" A man wearing a white robe and a white hat walked side by side with Lin Zhen.

"Enlightenment?" Lin Zhen turned his head and looked at the pitch-black man under the white hat suspiciously.

"A lot of people come here, but they end up retreating from the sunset, not daring to face the past." The white-hatted man's voice was full of regret: "Facing the demons in your heart is a terrible thing, and facing your deceased loved ones and friends is also a hesitant thing, so Your Excellency, have you been ready to be enlightened?" ”

"......" Lin Zhen retracted his gaze, stopped, raised his head, and the sun as high as the mountainside was about to fall into the mountain forest.

When he came back to his senses, the man had already walked into the crowd, and Lin Zhen quickly followed.

The mountain road is winding, outside the temple and Huai city, the figure is sparse, the envoy said well, many people come here, and finally retreat under this sunset, not daring to face the deceased.

"Your Excellency is not from Qingzhou?" The envoy leads the way.

"Yes." Lin Zhen nodded, and the faint sunset passed through the dense mountain forest, illuminating the passing road, and the spots were swaying.

"There are very few outsiders who go to Qingzhou to remember the deceased, but outsiders who come to Sihuai City, they often have unforgettable emotions in their hearts, which is regrettable." The envoy stopped at the front.

The road ahead is no longer a dirt road, but is made of stones.

"Night is coming, and the annual festival of the decade is finally coming." The envoy took out a wooden crate from his storage ring, saddled it on his back, and continued to walk.

The last touch of the sunset disappeared from the sky, and the sky and earth fell into the night of stars.

The forest ahead was filled with fog.

"Through the fog forest, you will be able to see the Nether Flower." The head of the node signaled, his footsteps did not stop, and he continued to walk towards the front with Lin Zhen.

The fog forest was extremely wet, but there was only a mile to go, and soon, Lin Zhen followed the envoy into the sparse forest where the Nether Flower grew.

Walking on the stone road, Lin Zhen was also silent, the mountains and forests in front of him were sparse, and purple beams of light continued to emerge in the forest, and those purple lights dotted the somewhat dim woods.

"Every purple light is a netherworld flower, and in front of it, is the Sihuai River." The envoy's steps were lightening and slowing, and the sound of shoes falling on the stones was gone.

In the sparse forest a hundred meters ahead, there was a blue glow on the sparse branches and leaves.

"Whenever the festival begins, purple rays are born in the forest, and the river of Sihuai is flooded with blue light, which is to communicate with the departed soul." The voice of the envoy was unhurried.

Eventually, Lin Zhen and the envoy stopped in front of a river glowing with blue light.

The river is ten zhang wide, but the depth of the river is only knee-deep, and there are even many rocks exposed in the water.

The speed of the water flow is very slow, and the blue light prints the entire two banks of the Sihuai River in a deep and quiet way, and there are not only purple lights in the forest, but also many white stars floating in it.

"Pick a Nether Flower." The envoy reminded Lin Zhen.

Lin Zhen let out a light sigh, walked in front of a nether flower, squatted down, and the purple flowers met Lin Zhen's eyes.

Carefully plucking the Nether Flower, Lin Zhen looked at the envoy.

"Enter the Sihuai River, flow water and clear your heart, pick off the petals of the netherworld, scatter half into the river, half of it, soak it in the psychic wine, drink the psychic wine, the person you want to see, will come." The envoy put down the box on his back, opened the lid, and took out a cup full of wine in both hands and sent it to Lin Zhen.

Lin Zhen glanced at the envoy, holding the Netherworld Flower in one hand, taking the cup in the other, glancing at the envoy, then turned around and walked towards the Sihuai River.

"I won't disturb your understanding." The envoy folded his hands, bowed deeply in Lin Zhen's direction, and then disappeared into the forest.

The water of the Sihuai River was very clear and icy, and in just a few steps, Lin Zhen walked to a place a foot away from the river bank.

Looking at the blue flowing water in front of him, Lin Zhen slowly sat down cross-legged.

A feeling that penetrated his heart and spleen permeated Lin Zhen's heart, and that coolness took away all the thoughts in Lin Zhen's heart.

With a flick of his fingertips, the purple petals of the Netherflower were all plucked off by Lin Zhen, half of them were put into the wine glass filled with psychic wine, and half of them, Lin Zhen slowly put them into the blue glowing Sihuai River.

Watching the purple petals drift away with the water, Lin Zhen's eyes moved, and he handed the wine glass to his mouth.

"Ahem......" Lin Zhen frowned, glanced at the psychic wine with flower petals in the cup again, and drank it all.

A cold wind blew in the forest, and the low whistling accompanied by the rustling of the leaves filled Lin Zhen's ears, and the blue light of the Sihuai River jumped out.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, Lin Zhen's long hair was blown messy, and countless leaves fell all over the Sihuai River.

Chaotic whispers rang out from the woods, and most of those whispers were remorseful and unwilling.

Although those voices were very soft, Lin Zhen could hear them clearly, and countless voices were complaining, complaining that they didn't work hard enough and didn't work hard enough before they were alive, so they let themselves die with hatred.

"Really...... Psychic? The cup in his hand unconsciously fell into the Sihuai River, invaded the water, and sank to the bottom.

Lin Zhen lowered his head, and his face was imprinted in the blue water.

Lin ...... Zhen ......" voice is very immature, very resolute, and it drags on for a long time.

Crash!

Lin Zhen suddenly stood up from the water, splashed countless splashes, turned around, and a soul phantom stood on the river, a foot away from him.

Yan ...... ......Lin Zhen's body shook suddenly, his pupils were crazy and turbulent, and a layer of mist appeared in his sight.

"Why am I...... Will appear here...... You...... Are you okay? Yan Ting lowered his head and looked at his body, and then looked at Lin Zhen again.

Yan Ting...... Yan Ting ......" Lin Zhen trembled and walked in the direction of Yan Ting, his sad and excited expression was mixed with endless remorse, pain, and self-blame.

"I'm sorry...... It's me...... Hurt you. Lin Zhen, who was walking towards Yan Ting, suddenly stopped his body, and then staggered into the river, splashing a large splash.

The blue river water hung on Lin Zhen's body, making Lin Zhen look lonely.

"You...... Why do you think so? Yan Ting walked towards Lin Zhen, who was sitting in the river, and subconsciously raised his hand, ready to pull Lin Zhen up, but after stretching out his hand, Yan Ting was stunned.

"It's all my fault, I shouldn't have asked you where you have the Heaven and Earth Treasure, and I shouldn't have to find the Heaven and Earth Treasure, so you won't die." Lin Zhen's arms and tendons burst out, clutching the bottom of the river, skimming his eyes, his trembling pupils did not dare to look at Yan Ting again.

"Why do you feel that? You didn't feel sorry for me. Yan Ting shook his head lightly.

Yan Ting...... Don't you blame me? Lin Zhen turned his head abruptly and looked at Yan Ting.

"Why should I blame you? It's not your fault. Yan Ting shook his head indifferently: "The big man is crying and chirping, what is it like." ”

"I didn't, that's water." Lin Zhen raised his hand to wipe his eyes, then raised his hand, ready to grab Yan Ting's hand, but his own hand passed through Yan Ting's arm, and Lin Zhen sat in the water and couldn't get up.

"What time is it?"

"Tianjun 2023, not the summer of 2024."

"Is that blue ring on you?" Yan Tingyi asked.

"Yes." With a flip of his palm, a blue ring appeared on Lin Zhen's hand.

"There is a portrait in the ring, which was left to you by Yan Shenjun, have you seen it?" Yan Ting rubbed his eyebrows and asked, as if thinking of this consumed a lot of his mind.

"I've seen it." Lin Zhen took out the painting and was about to unravel it.

"You don't have to show me." Yan Ting hurriedly waved his hand, and then continued: "This ring was originally given to you by Yan Shenjun, and the ring in your hand can be used without it." ”

"Why don't you call her sister." Lin Zhen remembered that when Yan Ting was still alive, when Yan Shenjun was mentioned between the two, he would say sister.

"Hmph, what are you doing with a dead man and me, is the collapse of the cave mansion caused by that sixth-order mysterious beast?" Yan Ting pursed his lips.

"Yes." Lin Zhen nodded slowly, and then said excitedly: "That news was deliberately conveyed to you by Wu Yi by the junior brother, but Wu Yi is already dead, and I killed him with my own hands." Speaking of this, Lin Zhen's eyes dimmed, and his voice became softer and softer, although at that moment, Lin Zhen took revenge, but Lin Zhen did not have the pleasure of revenge.

"That was originally the news that Wu Yi deliberately spread, do you think I won't know?" Yan Ting snorted lightly, and then added: "He deserves to die, and I can only blame me for not calculating all the suddenness, but it's too late to say this now." Yan Ting shook his head and sighed softly.

"You know?" Lin Zhen's pupils dilated suddenly, and the shaking pupils showed Lin Zhen's turbulent mood.

"If I know I'm not going? Isn't it a little too naïve, that's a treasure of heaven and earth. Yan Ting's words woke up Lin Zhen, yes, if you know, you won't go? If such a precious thing is sent to someone else's hands, it is estimated that you will regret it to death.