On the pitch-black Yin River, countless ghosts chased after the ancient ship......

The many monks on the bow of the ship looked at the Zi Yuxian in the mast world in horror, for fear that he would sacrifice them if he turned back.

This is a ghost who doesn't know where to go.

And they couldn't understand why that white-clothed senior could stand side by side with that ghost.

Could it be that his cultivation is even higher than that of the Question Realm?

This Su Mo gave them a feeling full of mystery, like a mystery.

The young master of the Yun Sect held a folding fan in his hand, and looked at the white-clothed and white-haired man with deep eyes in his eyes, only he knew that Su Mo's cultivation was not high.

He himself is a god, but Su Mo hasn't even arrived at the god.

The little Yuan Ying is standing side by side with that terrifying old monster at this moment, why?

The Elder Guardian beside the Young Master of the Cloud Sect just stared at Zi Yuxian tightly, and he felt an incomparable fear in Zi Yuxian's body.

It seems that as long as Zhi Yuxian has one thought, they all have to die.

Qingmen's Taoist girl Qingyi also just looked at Su Mo, and her eyes revealed deep confusion.

The ancient ship kept moving forward, and countless ghosts behind the ship chased the ancient ship with blue light, and there was a faint and strange feeling on the river.

Countless ghosts had a deep coldness in their eyes, as if they had experienced great resentment.

The ancient ship swayed, and kept moving towards the unknown place with the screams of the ghosts......

After all, there was a grievance that was about to catch up with the ancient ship, Su Mo glanced at Zi Yuxian and saw that the other party had no reaction.

Zi Yuxian's eyes only had the front, the unknown place......

Su Mo slowly took out a jade flute from his arms, the jade flute was crystal clear, and the flute body was surrounded by a trace of glow.

This jade flute is the heart flute left to him by the dean, and there are not many people in the world who can play it.

And Su Mo was one of them, and he could blow it before he entered the Dao.

Su Mo gently wiped his heart flute, and his heart flute made a slight sound.

Holding the heart flute across the corner of his mouth, Su Mo closed his eyes and slowly blew......

No tracks, no cause, just want to blow.

The melodious sound of the flute gradually sounded at the corner of Su Mo's mouth, with a hint of indescribability.

The sound of the flute spread over the many monks on the bow of the boat, and everyone was stunned for a moment, looking up at the fluttering white clothes playing this unknown flute music, like a wisp caressing people's hearts.

The sound spread, circled the ancient ship, and reached the ears of the ghosts.......

The expressions of many ghosts trembled, and the roars that were originally hoarse were also lightened, and the eyes of the ghosts showed a look of confusion.

This flute resounded throughout the Yin River, graceful and long......

The sound of the flute accompanied the ancient ship, as if it was escorting, and the soft music of the stream flowed into the distance with the glow.

Gradually, there was only the sound of the ancient ship breaking through the water and the sound of Su Mo's flute on the Yin River......

The two blend together, with a poignant and euphemistic appeal.

Zi Yuxian turned his head to look at Su Mo, who finished the song and put down his heart flute.

"That's good...... Zi Yuxian said slowly, "What's it called?" ”

Su Mo shook his head, "No name......"

"Let's get one, I like it." Zi Yuxian nodded, and faced the wind that rose from the ancient ship, blowing the scattered long hair into the sky.

Su Mo thought for a while, looked at the mahogany coffin, and slowly spoke: "Then it's called "For Peace", okay?" ”

What is Safety?

It is self-contained......

Let Who's Safe?

It's those ghosts and she......

As if he heard the exhortation in Su Mo's words, Zi Yuxian shook his head, his eyes flashing with boundless pain, but also with deep persistence.

"It's come to this point, there's no way back......"

Su Mo sighed deeply and didn't speak again.

Only the mahogany coffin on the bow of the ship kept making a heartbeat sound, with a deep sigh.

The ancient ship kept moving forward, and it didn't know how far it had gone, and it seemed that it would soon come to the place that Zi Yuxian wanted to come.

There are more and more ghosts in the river, and the yin qi in the river has become rich to a substantial state.......

Many people on the bow of the boat felt the extremely rich yin qi, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble.

The yin power of this place not only restrained their immortal power, but also constantly eroded their divine souls.

But Su Mo didn't know if it was because of the body of the Protoss, or because of the relationship between the Book of Life and Death. Far from feeling the slightest discomfort about this rich yin power, he became more and more awake......

"It's almost there!" Zi Yuxian's eyes were full of brilliance, he looked straight ahead, and muttered in his mouth:

"Mother, we'll be together soon......"

Finally, the ancient ship sailed out of the Yin River and came to a place of nothingness.......

The ancient ship stopped, docked in this void.

It's a seemingly completely separate place, with nothing. There is no river, no riverbank, no ......

Some are only nothing, like a land without desolation.

Above the ground are countless stone tombstones, and under each tombstone seems to be buried an ancient man who has been dead for an unknown amount of time.

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...... The cathode that Zi Yuxian hopes to see must be yang.

Zi Yuxian looked at the scene in front of her in a trance, and her eyes were full of unwillingness.

"How could it be...... Why ...... like this" Zi Yuxian opened her mouth, and her eyes gradually turned blood-red.

"Why isn't this place the place where the yin pole must be yang?"

"Then what have I been doing all these years...... Zi Yuxian's obsession appeared in a trance, and a trace of fluorescence appeared in his body.

He laid out for tens of thousands of years, killing countless people, just to drive the boat to the end of the Yin River to resurrect his mother.

But in the end, it was a waste......

Just like that year, he slaughtered all mortals for alchemy, just to save his mother, but he still didn't catch up.

This pit has killed people for tens of thousands of years, just to resurrect their mother, but it is still empty.

Both massacres were in vain......

The slain died, but the mother could not be resurrected.

This is the cruelest thing in the world......

Su Mo turned his head to look at Zi Yuxian and opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

He... I don't know what to say......

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it......" Zi Yuxian's face became a little crazy in an instant, like a peak demon.

"There must be a way to resurrect Mother."

"I must resurrect my mother......"

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