Chapter Fifty-Seven: Flowers on the Other Side of the Lethe River

Looking at the boundless river, the blood-red strange flowers growing on both banks, Yang Jian, who was standing on the edge of the river, out of curiosity, picked up a flower on the other side and put it in the palm of his hand to look at it carefully.

At first glance, it was as if time had stopped.

Yang Jian stood on the bank of the Lechuan River, but like a marquee, he saw a beautiful woman who had a miserable life.

At this moment, in the corner of the rotation of memory, Yang Jian looked at the woman, the taste was complicated, bitter, and everything was silent.

“………”

After a long time, when Yang Jian raised his head silently, the flower in his hand immediately turned into a little red light and disappeared into this world.

Looking at the little red light that disappeared in mid-air, Yang Jian, who was a human being in two lives, said sincerely for the first time in his life: "I'm sorry, I was wrong!" ”

It was only less than half a quarter of an hour later, when Yang Jian looked at the dense flowers on the bank of the Lechuan River again, his eyes were completely different from before.

At this moment, there is no magic light in his eyes, no more ruthlessness, no more demonic nature deep in his bones, and his eyes are full of gentleness.

Looking at these blood-red flowers on the other side, Yang Jian bent down slightly, bowed deeply to this sea of flowers.

The living are meaningless, and the dead are greater.

The memories of the deceased, whether they are beautiful, or sad or painful, or joyful, are even more precious.

Carefully avoiding these blood-red flowers on the other side, Yang Jian walked to the river, picked up a handful of Lechuan river water, and observed it carefully.

After a while, Yang Jian carefully put the handful of Lechuan River water back into the Lechuan River.

………

"Sure enough, the water flowing in the Lechuan River is the water of the Yellow Spring......"

Yang Jian said faintly.

"Legend has it that the water of the Yellow Spring has a strong purifying power and can cleanse all memories of this world."

"Any ghost that falls into it will slowly turn into a new soul under the cleansing of the water of the Yellow Spring."

"The Lethe River, which meanders through most of the underworld, carries countless souls and carries out reincarnation..."

"You can purify the most complex and stubborn love, hatred, and karmic entanglements in this world, but how many people can remember your name..."

Yang Jian's face was extremely complicated.

Obviously, at this moment, he was greatly shocked in his heart, and he was a little distracted for a while.

Also, no matter who it is, when I saw it for the first time, the souls of all living beings fell into the Lechuan River, and under the washing of the water of the Yellow Spring, all the memories, cause and effect were washed away...

In the end, when you enter the six realms of reincarnation and are reincarnated, your heart will be affected to a certain extent......

I don't know how long it has been, but Yang Jian, who came back to his senses, muttered to himself.

"It turns out that the reincarnation of the desolate world is like this..."

"The ghosts of countless living beings have passed through the ghost gate and come to the bank of the Lechuan River, and with the flow of the Lechuan River, they will become innocent souls, enter the six reincarnations, and start a new life."

"And the memories of their lifetimes, love and hate, cause and effect, all of them, have turned into this beautiful and bright sea of flowers on the other side......"

Speaking of emotion, Yang Jian's eyes also flashed with a deep light, but he still didn't let two tears fall after all.

………

Taking a deep breath, Yang Jian turned his head and walked towards the direction of the Ten Halls of the Yama King Hall without hesitation.

"The underworld has its own laws of heaven and earth in operation, the ghost gate collects ghosts, the Lechuan River transports and cleanses the ghosts, and the six reincarnations are at the end of the Lechuan River..."

"Therefore, as long as the ghosts enter the Lethe River, they will naturally be able to forget the past, wash the cause and effect and enter reincarnation..."

"In other words, that is the underworld, there is no need for the Hades Palace, nor the Bodhisattva of the Dizang King, the Emperor of the Northern Yin Dynasty transformed by the good corpse of the Xuandu Venerable, and the Taiyi Salvation Tianzun..."

"Since there is no need for so many people, why is the underworld putting so many departments?"

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Jian's heart suddenly surged with an irrepressible anger.

"Heavenly Court, Xuanmen, Buddhism, you bastards, even him. Mother. I don't want to let go of the cheapness of the dead, this food is inevitably too ugly! ”

With the fluctuations in Yang Jian's heart, the monstrous demonic aura on his body gradually began to be uncontrollable, spreading everywhere!

"It's a pity that Tu Niangniang's original intention of giving up her body to incarnate and create a peaceful and quiet cycle of life and death for all sentient beings has already been artificially destroyed at this moment."

"The Jade Emperor, Lao Tzu, Yuan Shi, Jieyin, and Zhun Ti joined forces to meddle in the divine power of the underworld for their own selfishness, and in the name of the Heavenly Court to control the Quartet, the underworld was included in the rule of the Heavenly Court."

"The most ridiculous thing in this world is that the cycle of life and death, which is recognized as the fairest by all beings, has long been artificially invaded and placed in many departments."

"What's even more ridiculous is that these hypocritical gods, Buddhas, and immortals, while shouting to protect reincarnation and maintain fairness, are interfering in reincarnation and giving and receiving from each other privately..."

"How can these prefecture departments, which have been established from the very beginning, have great selfish intentions to deal with the matter of reincarnation fairly and justly..."

"The Ten Palaces of Yama, the Emperor of Xudu, the King of Dizang, and the Taiyi Rescue Heavenly Venerable are all raccoon dogs."

"People from Heaven, Xuanmen, and Buddhism, after they die, they can not go if they want to go to reincarnation, and they have to ......pick and choose if they go."

"The underworld has already become their hall of words!"

"It's a pity, ordinary mortals, who have eaten fasting and recited Buddha all their lives, have done countless good deeds, thinking that they can reincarnate a good fetus after death..."

"However, they can imagine that they have worked hard all their lives, and in the end they are not as good as a good background..."

Thinking more and more, the killing intent in Yang Jian's heart became stronger and stronger, and the demonic energy on his body was so strong that countless ghosts and monsters felt palpitations.

“…………”

In fact.

Yang Jian, who launched the anger, was indeed very terrifying.

Countless powerful ghosts in the underworld, stirring up wind and rain, suddenly became very well-behaved and obedient in front of him.

Just when Yang Jian was angry, ready to trample on the Emperor Xudu, kill the Ten Palaces of Yama, cut off the neck of the King of the Earth, and use the head of Taiyi to save the bitter Tianzun with wine...

On the pitch-black earth, a young woman dressed in white suddenly appeared.

The woman in white raised her head, and Yang Jian, who was originally murderous and wanted to destroy the old order of the underworld, was suddenly slightly stunned.

Under the dim and dull underworld, a beautiful face with a hollow valley orchid, compassion and holiness, suddenly, appeared in front of Yang Jian's eyes!

Looking at the woman in white, Yang Jian took a deep breath, and after a long time, he said, "You are the mother of the earth..."

Houtu Niangniang, who was dressed in white, saw that the person who exuded an earth-shattering demonic aura just now was just a ragged young man, and seemed quite surprised, and said indifferently: "Your Excellency, just call me Houtu..."

Her voice was as gentle and elegant as her countenance.

“…………”

Yang Jian, who saw all kinds of secrets in the underworld, faced the Houtu Niangniang who created the six reincarnations, his heart was already full of respect, and after seeing the main master at this time, he felt a lot of emotion.

Yang Jian and Houtu looked at each other, and at this moment, it was as if a thousand years had passed.

………

After a moment of silence, in order to show respect, Yang Jian took the lead and said, "Hou Tu Niang, why are you here?" ”

…………

"I'm here for you."

When Hou Tu heard this, his eyes moved slightly, his gaze fell on Yang Jian's body, and he said softly.

"I felt a strong malice, so I came over to take a look, but I didn't expect to meet a new generation of Demon Ancestors."

Hearing this, Yang Jian's brows furrowed slightly, touched his nose, and suddenly felt that the whole person was a little not good.

Because, this time, he came to the underworld with his true face.

He has always liked to put on several layers of fake identities to treat people, but now he is a little worried about what he will expose in front of Hou Tu Niang.

Coughing a little embarrassedly, Yang Jian said with a flickering mouth full of running trains.

"Hou Tu Niang Niang is an illusion, you see they are not afraid of me at all."

In order to verify his statement, Yang Jian grabbed a red-clothed ghost king with a high level of cultivation beside him with one hand.

This red-clothed ghost king, who is usually fierce and vicious, is as quiet as a kitten in front of Yang Jian.

After waiting for him to touch him, the red-clothed ghost king turned into a ray of light and disappeared in an instant.

“…………”

"It's not that they're not afraid of you, they're too afraid of you."

When Hou Tu Niangniang heard this, she smiled slightly and looked at the red-clothed ghost king who left in an instant like fleeing for her life, and introduced softly.

"The red-clothed ghost king is originally a ghost with a lot of resentment, because he is too obsessed and his temper is too short-tempered, he is a tyrant in the entire underworld."

“…………”

The corners of Yang Jian's eyes couldn't help twitching.

Why does this Hou Tu Niang keep holding on to this matter...

Seeing that he couldn't hold back, Yang Jian simply spread his hands and told the truth.

"Hou Tu Niang Niang said this, I'll tell you the truth, I am indeed the ancestor of the new generation of demons, and the reason why I lied to you just now is because I don't want to affect you."

Seeing that Hou Tu's face showed a smile that seemed to be a smile, Yang Jian changed his previous casualness and said seriously.

"Hou Tu Niang's current underworld, I'm afraid it has already violated your original intention of being reincarnation at that time..."

"After the death of all living beings, the residual attachment and obsession of the world, with the body of the ancestral witch and the blood of Pangu, resolutely incarnated into reincarnation, didn't you just want to give countless souls a peaceful home..."

"But the intervention of Heaven, Xuanmen, and Buddhism has changed the original orderly reincarnation of the underworld."

"The underworld and the six realms of reincarnation have become the self-reserved places of heaven, Xuanmen, and Buddhism, and have become the center of the so-called talent reserve."

"Those who belong to the Heavenly Court, regardless of good or evil, or merit, can enter the house of great merit and reincarnate in the Great Realm, and with the blessing of luck and merit, they will soon return to the Heavenly Realm and become immortals..."