took out the gold ingots in stock and threw them at the wooden box on the bow of the ship, but the gold ingots were annihilated by the wind and turned into nothing.

Qin Yang was slightly stunned, obviously this thing is not good.

If you take out the broken silver and copper coins that you used when you were forced to do so, and continue to throw them in, the result is the same, and you can't throw them in at all.

Qin Yang pondered for a moment, stretched out his head and looked at the money in the wooden box, and didn't understand why other people's could do it, but his own couldn't?

I took out the spirit stone and tried it again, but it was still the same result.

"Boatman, what kind of money do you want?"

The tall and thin figure holding the boat, without saying a word, held the rocking oar, stood quietly at the stern of the boat, and waited.

Qin Yang silently took out all kinds of things, and scattered a lot of them, from paper money, to gold and silver, to various materials, even low-level magic weapons, and then to garbage secret treasures, all of which could not be thrown into the wooden box.

If you can't throw it in, Qin Yang won't be able to step onto the lonely boat.

"I'm begging you, just say something, what do you want?" Qin Yang was about to be driven crazy......

If you want the ship's money, you want gold, silver, and goods, but he doesn't want it for himself.

If you guess that this boatman may be a dead man, he doesn't want to ...... the paper money

Sitting on the boulder and thinking for a long time, Qin Yang's heart moved, he put out the incense burner, lit a handful of spiritual incense, and inserted it inside.

Lingxiang is the most widely circulated version of the incense candle in the immortal cultivation world, and any ghost and soul can draw strength from it.

In this tall and thin boatman, he can't feel vitality or death, since he can ferry in this big river full of ghosts, maybe the spiritual incense should be useful, right?

The spiritual incense is lit, and the fragrance lingers, hovering above the incense burner, turning into a wisp of light yarn, which will not disperse for a long time.

The tall and thin boatman who stood motionless in place twisted his head as if looking at Qin Yang.

Suddenly, the light smoke hovering above the incense burner formed a line, and was sucked dry by the tall and thin boatman in one breath, and in just a few breaths, a handful of spiritual incense turned into ashes.

Qin Yang lit another handful and inserted it into the incense burner, stretching out his hand to lead it.

"Boatman, I'm not from this place, I don't know the rules of this place, why don't you give me some pointers, what do you want to pay for the ticket?" ”

After the boat family inhaled three handfuls of spiritual incense, he slowly raised his right hand, which was thin and seemed to be wrapped in a layer of dry skin on the bones, and pointed at Qin Yang.

In an instant, Qin Yang felt a reaction from the Yuanguang suit......

Qin Yang suddenly realized, escaped from a spare round light suit, and threw it into the wooden box.

This time, however, there was no hindrance, and the round light suit easily fell into the wooden box.

The invisible force that stood in front of him also dissipated.

Qin Yang raised his feet and easily stepped onto the broken boat.

"Jingle ......"

The bell hanging from the bow of the ship rang, and the boatman shook the oar, steered the broken boat, and sailed towards the endless water.

The water surface is as calm as a mirror, only when the ship passes by, there will be a slight ripple behind it, but it will also be completely calmed after a few feet.

The crunching sound of the swaying oars sounded rhythmically, and Qin Yang sat on the boat, thinking secretly.

Among the legends about the Black Forest Sea, there is a legend that the fragments of the ancient dungeon once fell in the Black Forest Sea.

Looking at this weird river, as well as the boatman who was holding the boat and rocking the boat, Qin Yang actually understood in his heart that the legend was true nine times out of ten.

This is supposed to be the legendary Styx ferryman.

According to legend, there were five major water veins in the ancient dungeon, and only two of them were the water veins of the Styx ferryman.

In addition, this big river has its own Sumeru, its color is dark gold, and there are thousands of ghosts hidden in it, and the ghosts float up, then its color is like blood, and the smell is sky-high.

It should only be a branch of the Yellow Spring Water Vein among the five major water veins.

The real main vein, if the record is not bragging, its shape is like the sea, every inch has its own Sumeru, and the living beings look forward to it, boundless, and never cross.

In other words, the main vein is not close, and it is impossible to see how wide it is, and this one is just a very thin tributary.

However, even so, without the help of the ferryman, crossing the river on your own is like embarking on a never-ending secret road, and it is never possible to set foot on the other side.

The lonely boat driven by the ferryman is the only safe way for outsiders to cross over.

Qin Yang glanced at the wooden box that had disappeared from the bow of the ship, and secretly slandered in his heart.

It's no wonder that the ancient dungeons have fallen, and their system is too rigid to say.

He insisted on not accepting foreign currency......

The things that were used for the experiment before were worth much more than the spare round light suit.

The blessed runes in the round light suit are from the ancient dungeon, and this secret treasure is also made by himself.

Counting it up, in addition to the rune sword, the round light suit should be the only thing that can be taken out of the body and belong to the ancient dungeon.

However, this thing, how much is there to have......

Glancing back at the boatman holding the boat, Qin Yang sighed.

After so many years, the ship has been broken like this, this person looks like a physical body, but whether it is a living creature is unknown, and you can't expect the other party to have a high level of intelligence, and it is normal that it will not be flexible.

The lonely boat was rippling on this endless water, and there was nothing else in sight in front of and behind, left and right, as if the lonely boat was not moving at all.

However, after only a stick of incense, I saw a faint trace of mountains in the sky, and the moment I saw it, I quickly approached, and in the blink of an eye, the ship docked.

The boatman stopped rocking and remained motionless.

Qin Yang got off the boat and turned back to him: "It's hard work." ”

The boatman was silent, rocking the oar, and in an instant, he disappeared into the vast water.

Qin Yang followed the path on the shore and climbed to the top of a mountain on the opposite bank, looking into the distance, the sky was dark and gloomy, full of coldness and dead silence, as far as his eyes could see, he could only see the ups and downs of the mountains, and he couldn't see anything else clearly, and his eyesight was greatly limited.

Stepping on the shore, that invisible suppression did not relax much, his true yuan was completely suppressed in his body, and he couldn't even extend it beyond the surface of his body, in this case, most of the methods could no longer be used.

However, Qin Yang felt that the power of the Round Light Suit had skyrocketed several times here, and it could derive a layer of Round Light on its own without urging it at all, and the Rune Sword was also like waking up from its slumber, absorbing the power in the air to strengthen itself.

All kinds of changes almost made Qin Yang certain.

This is definitely a fragment of an ancient underworld.

......

On the other side, just two days after Qin Yang stepped on the opposite shore, the Crazy Ancestor wandered leisurely and followed the road when Qin Yang came, and came to the shore.

"Mingzhe, where are you, Master has caught a big tonic for you and made soup for you to drink......

In the hands of the Mad Ancestor, the two heads of the Yin Beast were pinched together, and the beads in the eyes were bursting out, and the eyes were full of despair and confusion.

Since he was separated from Qin Yang that day, he was ready to return to the lair and sleep well, in case Qin Yang didn't die, he would make up for Qin Yang in the future.

After all, the agreement reached was not fulfilled, and it ran away halfway, which did not conform to its concept of acting, but if it didn't run, the information from the blood made it unable to follow Qin Yang.

But who would have thought that he would meet this terrible crazy old man again on the way.

And now, the crazy old man held it in his hand, obviously going to the same place as Qin Yang.

The Mad Ancestor walked all the way and came to the river, looking at the countless strange-shaped ghosts that suddenly appeared in the river, the Mad Ancestor opened his mouth and shouted.

As far as the eye could see, countless ghosts suddenly exploded and turned into ashes.

The Mad Ancestor stood on the bank, looking at the boundless river, frowning and pondering, and then stepped into the river with one foot.

Suddenly, the river seemed to be boiling, and the momentum on the Mad Ancestor's body began to rise steadily, his face was hideous, and it took a long time for the Mad Ancestor to raise his foot and pull one foot out of the river.

Only at this time, the soles of his shoes had turned into nothing, and the flesh and blood on the soles of his feet had disappeared, revealing miserable white bones.

"Crunch...... Crunch ......"

The sound of the swaying oars came, and in the mist, the tall and thin ferryman supported the broken boat to the shore.

The moment he saw the ferryman, the mad ancestor's eyes were bright, his expression was solemn, and he seemed to have recovered a trace of sanity, took the initiative to take a step back, and bowed slightly.

"I've seen Your Excellency. ”

The ferryman did not say a word, stretched out his hand, and a wooden box appeared in the bow of the boat.

"It should be. The Mad Ancestor nodded, looked at the Yin Beast in his hand, and solemnly put it into the wooden box.

boarded the boat, and the lonely boat carried the mad ancestor to the opposite shore.

In the wooden box, the Yin Beast struggled to rush out, but it couldn't break out of this ordinary wooden box that didn't even have a lid.

The wooden box slowly turned into a phantom and dissipated, and the four Yin Beasts with eyes full of despair also disappeared together......

......

Half a day later, someone came here again.

The visitor was a white-haired man with a young face, dressed in fancy and colorful clothes, and on his shoulder stood a large bird with colorful feathers.

After arriving at the shore, the boy waited quietly for the ferryman to hold the boat to the shore.

The colorful bird standing on the man's shoulder bowed slightly at the ferryman and spat out words.

"I'm tired. ”

Then he instructed the white-haired young man: "Tianlin, pay." ”

The white-haired boy nodded yes, took out two copper coins with strange appearances and a cold and strange breath, and threw them into the wooden box.

......

The next day, another man came to the shore.

A vicissitudes with a face full of vicissitudes and gray hair mixed with white hair, carrying his woman, came to the shore.

This time, the ferryman, who had been silent throughout the whole process, and had not even made any other moves, bowed slightly after seeing Brother Vicissitudes.

Brother Vicissitudes returned the favor and threw out a piece of worn-out banknote into the wooden box, and at the moment it fell into the wooden box, it looked ordinary, like a broken paper banknote, and only then did a glimmer of light.

"There are seniors. ”

The two people only paid for the ferry ticket for one person, but the ferryman did not stop him and still took him to the other side.

......

And here, Qin Yang, who had already taken the lead on the other side, didn't know that this place had become lively, and several groups of people followed behind......

No one even knows if someone else came first.

Qin Yang followed the guidance of his footprints, going all the way deeper, traveling thousands of miles, but he still didn't see anything that could move.

The land was dark and cold, the mountains were rolling and there was no vegetation to be found.

However, after not far following the footsteps, the mountains suddenly disappeared, as if divided by an invisible line, and suddenly turned into an endless plain in front of them.

The mist formed by the convergence of yin qi shrouded the heaven and the earth, making it difficult for people to see it really, but Qin Yang felt it, after arriving here, the crisis sense in his heart suddenly rose, and every step forward, it would become more and more dangerous.

But the footprints still continue to stretch forward.

Qin Yang didn't know if he should continue to follow the footprints.

Because the trajectory shown by the footprints is not necessarily correct, this is just an objective record of the footprints of the burial sea do-kun.

"Mingzhe, ......"

In the mountains behind, the echo resounded, Qin Yang looked back, and saw that above the ridge, a phantom ghost, flickering frequently, after a few breaths, the crazy ancestor suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Mingzhe, where did you go, didn't you let you watch the fire as a teacher, and the soup depends on the heat......

The Mad Ancestor grabbed his arm, almost crushing his arm, and babbled endlessly.

"I caught another xenomorph two-headed snake for the teacher just now, and I was going to make you soup, but who would have thought that you ran here, and the teacher has no money in his hands, so he can only pay the boat for the food, don't worry, I will catch another one for the teacher, there should be a lot of ...... here"

"Master, if you pinch it again, my hand will be broken. Qin Yang grimaced and pointed to his arm.

"Oh, for the teacher to come in and cultivate for the great advance, some can't control the strength......" The crazy ancestor hurriedly let go of his hand.

Qin Yang sighed secretly, why did the Crazy Ancestor chase after him again?

Listening to what he meant, the beast was unlucky, and he was caught again, and he was used as a ticket to the ferryman?

That's a lot to carry......

It's even more about himself, this unstable humanoid nuclear bomb, following him, doesn't know when he will die......

"Master, aren't you going to hunt down the people of the Netherworld Holy Sect?

"Nonsense, the Secret Book Treasure Book is so good in the sect, how could it be stolen by the waste of the Netherworld Holy Sect?" the Mad Ancestor shook his head and categorically denied it.

"Okay, Master, I still have important things to do, or you can go and see if you can catch another one of those xenomorph two-headed snakes, the soup you boiled before was pretty good......"

"No, the breath here is weird, the aura of heaven and earth is almost none, the yin qi is rushing into the sky, and the evil qi is shrouded in the sky, maybe there will be something powerful, you are still young, your strength is not good, you can't deal with it yourself, you follow as a teacher." The Crazy Ancestor had a serious face, but after saying this, he was a little confused: "Mingzhe, you are here......"

"......" Qin Yang sighed and gave up the treatment.

Don't think about it, just follow the footsteps.

Qin Yang walked in front, and the crazy ancestor with a confused face followed behind him, and he was about to ask a question in a while.

"Mingzhe, where is this?"

"Hey, Mingzhe, you're here too. ”

"Mingzhe, are you hungry, I made soup for you for the teacher......"