Dongsheng Shenju, Jinju.

This is an incomparably ancient cave, this cave, where it leads, no one knows, the depths of the cave, pitch black, there is no light in sight, only a void and silence.

A young man, with his eyes closed and his knees crossed, sat in the cave, and after a breeze blew, about hundreds of yin spirits came to the cave, these yin spirits were all transformed after the death of people, they seemed to not see Cheng Yun, and rushed straight to the depths of the cave.

The young man opened his eyes, and in his eyes there was a clear light, and behind him, there was a huge eyeball.

Under the light of this eyeball, the young man followed the footsteps of these ghosts, and walked slowly towards the depths of the cave.

After walking for nearly 100 days, the young man saw a glimmer of light, and this glimmer of light became brighter and brighter, and finally presented the vast area.

A narrow path appeared in front of those ghosts, this path seemed short, but there was no end in sight, if it was long, but I felt that it would only take a few steps to cross it.

Those ghosts began to embark on this path without the slightest hesitation, without the slightest pause.

Embarking on this road, they will slowly forget all the Yellow Springs in the world, every step they take, a small light will fly out of their illusory bodies, which is all kinds of memories in their lives, stepping into the Yellow Springs, but stepping out of the world.

Step by step, step by step, it was only a small step, but it was the end of their life.

No matter who you are, after taking nine steps, you are truly isolated from the world, and you don't ask about the world, but only become a ghost in the underworld.

The first step is to forget the scene before death, how to die, how to be a person, and only remember that you are a ghost.

Then comes the second step, forgetting the sorrows of the world, this step out, no matter how many painful and sad things there are, they will all be forgotten, and they will no longer be disturbed by the trivial things of the world.

And then there is the third step, forgetting the joys of the world, all kinds of joys, welling up in the heart, and then leaving them behind, no longer remembering all the joys of life.

Fragments of memory, with the fall of footsteps, passed away with the wind, not sad or happy, and there was no laughter or pain.

The fourth step falls, forgetting the hustle and bustle of the world, the sun rises and the moon sets, what do I do, and now I think about it, all kinds of things in the world, but a dream.

What kind of race, what kind of tribe, no longer has anything to do with me, the fifth step out, forget where you belong, forget where you were born.

In the world, I am only one of the creatures, who am I? Who am I? The sixth step is to forget my surname and name, and forget my relatives and parents.

The memory is gone, but I have forgotten who I am, but I will never forget who I am you, and I will sigh in this life.

The seventh step, the foot is raised is a lover, the foot falls is a ruthless ghost, and the process in the middle is a lifetime, forgetting the feelings of the world, life and death, joys and sorrows, but it is just a passing cloud.

The eighth step slowly falls, forgetting your own obsession, forgetting the three thoughts of greed, hatred, and ignorance, and always mistaking the streamer.

I gradually forgot who you are, and I don't forget who you are and who I am! Even if I forget my own existence and your existence, I will not forget the foolish babbling of the people before and after the moon.

The last step, unwilling to fall, this step out, all the memories are all gone, no matter how much glory in life, how much responsibility, no matter how much love and hatred in life, this step out, is goodbye.

After a long stalemate, he even forgot why he didn't want to take this step, raised his steps, and stepped down hard. The memory of a lifetime, after nine steps, completely forgotten, can no longer remember a single bit.

When stepping on the ninth step, almost all the souls looked back, and on the way they came, the dust flew, and the fluttering dust, like the fragments of memory, passed away with the wind.

Turning his head, in the corner of his eye, a drop of blood and tears, Yu Yan fell.

This cave is the interface between the underworld and the wilderness, and it is Cheng Yun who stepped into this place.

"Ahead, the underworld. Cheng Yun took a step, and the road he embarked on existed in the legend, the nine-step Huangquan Road.

Cheng Yun took the first step, he had to pass through the nine-step Huangquan Road, he had to go to the legendary land of the dead, the underworld!

"The first step is to forget how to die, I am not dead, but my heart has already died for her on that day. Cheng Yun lifted his footsteps, nine steps Huangquan Road seemed to be long, but in fact there were only nine steps, and the first step, he had already stepped out.

The second step, what you forget, is sadness!

"My brother's life and death are uncertain, nowhere to be seen, the clan has quietly disappeared, and my lover has died because of me, so sad, so painful, how can I forget!" Under the light of the eyeballs behind him, Cheng Yun then took the second step.

The third step, what you forget, is joy!

"Since that day, what else is gratifying?" A few wry smiles, and in the third step, Cheng Yun suddenly walked out.

"Everything in the wilderness, the blood and tears of the human race, the people I bear, I can't forget!"

"I am a human race, I am a descendant of the Dongyi tribe, I am a member of the Shuiyue tribe! I am the son of the carrier! I will never forget this!" The fourth and fifth steps, Cheng Yun took another step.

The sixth step of the nine-step Huangquan Road is self-forgetfulness!

"Who I am, what does it matter, as long as I know what I should do, that's enough. Cheng Yun took a step out with loneliness and depression.

The seventh step, to forget, is love!

Cheng Yun didn't mumble to himself, even if he forgot himself, it was impossible for him to forget the person in his heart.

"It's called Spring Bug!"

"I'm homesick!"

"I'll wait for you!"

"I am willing to die for you, and I will not regret it!"

Her words were still echoing in Cheng Yun's heart, how could he, how could he forget this love of life and death!

The eighth step is the so-called greed, hatred, and idiocy! Cheng Yun's greed and hatred are already Xi Mengyao, and the only meaning of his life now is to live for Xi Mengyao.

The last step is a step to forget everything! After taking this step, Cheng Yun will forget everything.

"If you die, you die, if your heart dies, you forget!" Cheng Yun's expression became miserable again, and the eight steps he took before reminded him of his life!

The eyeballs transformed by the power of the Eternal True Spirit emitted light from time to time, making the Nine-Step Huangquan Road have no effect on Cheng Yun.

"Since that day, my heart has long since died!"

Cheng Yun left a resolute word and took the last step, finishing the last step to the underworld.

The last time I felt like a dream was 500 years ago. Cheng Yun remembered the words that the ancestor of the Water Moon Clan had said, that life and death were just a floating dream, and now Cheng Yun thought about it, and he only felt embarrassed.

"There is a bright moon at the bottom of the water, and the bright moon floats on the water. The water flows for the moon and the moon does not go, and the water flows after the moon goes! These four ancient sayings speak of a person's life!" After stepping on the nine-step Huangquan Road, Cheng Yun's divine consciousness has fallen into a trance, he doesn't know where he is now, and there are only four words for what he thinks.

"It's like a dream. ”

Among the Water Moon Clan, there are very few people who can cultivate the Mirror Flower Water Moon One Technique to the second level realm, only one or two!

And now the thoughts generated by the floating dreams have something in common with the true meaning of the magic power of the mirror flower and the moon.

The Mirror Flower Water Moon Technique, in Cheng Yun's sea of knowledge, is running rapidly, the same river, the same month, the same person, but the heart of the spell caster has changed.

Cheng Yun has crossed the second layer, and has already comprehended the third layer of the Mirror Flower Water Moon Technique, this ancient saying is secretly consistent with the scene that Cheng Yun has experienced.

In the later stage of the Haoyue Realm, at the peak of the Haoyue Realm, Cheng Yun's cultivation was rapidly improving, which was not only the improvement of his cultivation brought by this epiphany, but also the accumulation of five hundred years.

Cheng Yun is only one step away from the peak of the Scorching Sun Realm, and he is only one step away from stepping into the realm that can be called a wild powerhouse, the Scorching Sun Realm, like the scorching sun of the sky!

This step, like a moat, was in front of Cheng Yun, no matter how amazing a monk's performance was before the Blazing Sun Realm, they could only be called geniuses, and if they wanted to be called strong, they could only reach the Blazing Sun Realm.

Cheng Yun's cultivation stopped at the peak of the Haoyue Realm, and in that trance, he arrived at the legendary land of the dead, the underworld.