The way to cross the sea is not to go all the way, but to go into the sea of suffering, and in an instant you will drill out of the water from another level.

In this way, Qin Yang didn't want to complain, this kind of ghost method, he had it in the messy things he thought about before.

In the genuine storybook, this setting does not appear at all.

But Qin Yang is in the pirated storybook, and there are really things that the blind chicken has scribbled with his brain.

Qin Yang thought of a deeper place.

The way to cross the sea is a very important setting, there is no one in the storybook, Qin Yang is completely determined, and the storybook cannot contain all the truth.

Now the question, I don't know if the storybook thinks this article is not important, or if this one should not be revealed, and can only be known by the ferryman of the bitter sea.

Or, it is the ferryman himself who knows what it is, but he doesn't know why.

The gap between these three possibilities will be significant.

If the former is okay, it can only mean that the judgment of the storybook is more mysterious, after all, it is still evolving, and it can be understood if it is not perfect.

But if it is the last possibility, it means that there are not so many parts of the storybook itself that can be mastered.

Being able to be mastered and modified by others is not in itself in accordance with the basic law of world evolution.

It may be that in the process of evolution, the world has begun to repair its own loopholes.

This is good news for the world, such a world will be more stable and stronger, but for Qin Yang, it is not good news.

This means that the value and authority of storybooks is being reduced.

At the end of the day, a storybook may become, just a storybook.

And this is indeed in line with the evolution process, and in the later stages of evolution, something that can modify the world setting will itself become the biggest loophole.

Qin Yang keenly captures the details from the middle, and deduces the future development direction from the details.

According to the current deduction, what he can think of is good for the evolution of the world, then, nine times out of ten, it will become true.

When he exists in this realm, when he belongs to this realm, and he thinks of this, then he is giving the world itself a direction.

If he knows, the world knows.

This is the unstoppable trend, and no one can stop it.

Qin Yang raised his head and looked at the long coastline that appeared at the edge of the sky, and wanted to complain, but he was not in the mood.

It turned out that there was no shore at all, and of course there was no way to go ashore.

Seeing the coastline outlined with his own eyes, Qin Yang could probably be sure that he was the first person to cross the sea.

The evolution of this world didn't use the coast at all before, and there were no resources to render it at all, and now I have begun to write.

It's just that the way this coastline appears, Qin Yang feels that there is a bit of a problem.

If the coastline rises from under the sea, or falls from the sky, etc., he will not be surprised by any other means.

But the way the coastline is drafted is drawn.

Qin Yang touched his eyebrows, turned into a water mirror and looked in the mirror.

Except that his complexion is not like a living person, he is as handsome as ever...... Phew, no, it's the eyebrows that don't have anything.

There was originally a red dot here, a red dot left by the painter, when he was in Nianhai, in order to give Qin Yang authority, the painter passed on a lot of things to Qin Yang.

Qin Yang has always felt that this red dot is particularly ruining his appearance, but he has never had time to solve it, and when he died, he didn't care about it.

When this red dot didn't exist, he forgot it himself.

The only thing that is certain is that there was still when it entered the Black Sea, and when it disappeared, he does not know.

When he uncovered his clothes again, the green scales left by the demon master on his chest were gone, and the three fingerprints left by the doctor on his wrist were gone.

When he found out before, he didn't care, turned his head and left it behind.

It only occurred to me now that I saw the way the coastline appeared.

The way the coastline appears, if it has nothing to do with the artist, the ghost doesn't believe it.

At the beginning, those guys let him bring out, I'm afraid it's not just the inheritance, but the more important thing should be these marks.

Speaking of which, the Phantom Sea was drawn by the painter, and then the Phantom Master operated, and after countless years, a completely different world evolved with different creatures in it.

To say that the artist himself also has the experience of creating the world, it is not a problem.

Moreover, strictly speaking, the essence of skill is different from that of ordinary methods, and the roots of entering the Tao with art and entering the Tao with the law are not the same.

Pure craftsmanship is also completely unaffected here.

And apart from the human race, it seems that I have really never heard of any race of creatures who will hone their skills to the level of entering the Dao.

However, the twelve divisions of the ancient human race are said to have entered the Tao with art and opened up a path by themselves.

If you combine this with the current situation, Qin Yang feels that the more he thinks about it, the more he feels that his head is big, how long has this game of chess been played, and how many people will be involved?

Forget it, no matter, let's take one step at a time, the big guy can do whatever he likes, he continues to keep a low profile, let's develop in a muffled voice first.

The canopy boat quietly leaned to the shore, and it didn't take long for it to stop.

Qin Yang jumped out of the boat with his family and stepped on the black sand on the shore.

The ferryman on the canopy boat bowed to the shore and said in a low voice.

"Thank you. ”

"You're welcome, I'm sorry for your honor. Qin Yang bowed his hand politely.

Qin Yang turned around with his family and walked in the direction of the inland.

The ferryman looked at Qin Yang's back from afar, did not leave for a long time, but bowed again.

"Thank you, Qin Yang. ”

Behind her, in a trance, there was a phantom of the Yellow Spring that flashed away, and the phantom of the Yellow Spring rushed to the sea and submerged into the sea of suffering, and at the same time, the phantom behind him began to transform into the sea of suffering.

She completely turned into a ferryman in the bitter sea, completed a sea crossing, and completely mastered the authority of the ferryman in the bitter sea.

At this point, she has completely got rid of the past, the glory of the past, and the sins of the past, and now she only needs to be an honest ferryman in the bitter sea for more than 10,000 years, and she can cross the sea herself.

All this is because of the opening of the realm of the dead, because of the ticket given by Qin Yang.

At this moment, she was completely reborn.

The breath of the whole person, changing from the inside to the outside, is like a completely changed person.

From this moment on, no one can recognize that she is the dry bone ferryman who once committed a big taboo under the Huangquan Demon Sect, like a ghost to borrow a life.

She is no longer the ferryman of the Ancient Underworld.

Because that ticket was given by Qin Yang, not by the ancient underworld, her pardon and rebirth were also given by Qin Yang.

Even Qin Yang didn't recognize her, he didn't know.

She dared to be completely sure now, Qin Yang was definitely not the prince of the mansion, because it was impossible for the monarch of the mansion to pardon her, and the monarch of the mansion would also maintain the rules of the ancient earth, no matter when.

The ferryman stared at it for a long time, and when she couldn't see Qin Yang's shadow at all, she shook the oars and left slowly, she was about to start her career as a ferryman in the bitter sea.

......

"What do you mean? This doesn't work, that doesn't work, what story do you not know?"

There is only one ticket, of course, it is considered a beard, and no one can fight.

The others, if they want to cross the sea, can only take out the story as a ticket.

"No, your story has no heart, whether it works or not is not completely up to me, this is the rule. The helmsman of the black cloth on his head denied the story of the cloth at a glance.

"......" Bu Ming had a white and black face, squatting there and meditating, what story did he want, after regaining consciousness and recovering his memory, he himself didn't know what was the most unforgettable story.

Time passed little by little, and those who had not yet regained their sense of self and were still in an ominous state passed the test first.

The stories they can still remember are naturally the things that they can't forget the most, and they can't forget when they die.

They are all the same door, lying in the same mausoleum for I don't know how many years, who doesn't know who, who loves to sleep and howl, who sleeps and loves to grind their teeth and fart and snore, who doesn't know.

Suddenly, all the necromancers, in their minds, began to have some information on their own.

Information about crossing the sea, three ways to cross the sea.

There is all the information about the ferryman that needs to be known.

This means that the evolution of the world has become more and more perfect, and the world needs these dead spirits to fill other places.

"Don't bother, the master has already crossed the sea, we must speed up and get ahead of the others. The bearded man spoke.

Bu Mingbai was silent, and he looked up at the helmsman.

"Don't you want to hear the story of Youxin, then I'll tell you that I once betrayed the Daomen. ”

"I know. "The man at the helm is calm.

Bu Mingbai was a little surprised, he turned his head to look at the beard, and the beard seemed to know it for a long time.

"But you didn't betray the tenets of the Daomen, and you carried out those eight words until you died. ”

Bu Mingbai's whole person seemed to be deflated, and he laughed out loud, he held back until death, and the secret he held until now has become an obsession, but in the eyes of others in the Daomen, it is not important.

It turns out that everyone has known for a long time, but no one has said it.

After saying it, the whole person relaxed.

Before he could elaborate, the ferry began to accelerate.

"Ready, start crossing the sea. The helmsman shouted.

At this moment, two black lights flew in the distance, turned into two people, and fell heavily on the deck of the ferry.

Everyone saw that it was the two guys who were fighting for the storybook that day.

A dragon-headed demon, a man in a gold-patterned robe on a white background.

"We got the news that as long as the person crossing the sea gave a ticket or a story, and there was no violation of the rules, the ferryman could not refuse to carry passengers. ”

The dragon-headed demon stood up, as if he was not comfortable with being silenced, he glanced at the others in the Dao Gate, and stood aside by himself.

"What do you want to know about me? If you mention it, I'll tell you. ”

The speeding ferryboat slowly slowed down, and the helmsman let go of the rudder and came to the dragon-headed demon step by step.

The chains that bound his hands rattled and trembled, and the evil qi in his body was about to erupt, suppressed by the chains.

In an instant, all the people of the Dao Gate tacitly stayed away from everything.

The two people who were newly on the boat, their faces changed slightly, and the only person who could use their power casually on the ferry was the ferryman himself.

"What do you want to do, if the ferryman is ......"

Before the dragon-headed demon could finish his words, the helmsman jumped to his feet and struck him in the abdomen, sending him flying off the ferry.

It was still in the air, and it exploded into powder with a bang.

The helmsman landed on the boat, and on his arm, strange lines appeared, which represented backlash.

The ferryman can't refuse to board when the other party abides by the rules, and he can't directly kill the passengers, and the ferryman himself does something that violates the rules, and his time in the world will be in vain, and he must start over.

If it is violated again within this time, it will be another fate.

However, the person at the helm said calmly.

"There are no reptiles on my boat, and I don't plan to cross the sea. ”

The man next to him, his legs were almost weak, leaning against the edge of the boat, his expression frozen.

He dared to rush up to death, there was really no way, he had seen other ferrymen before, but unfortunately those ferrymen, for some reason, couldn't cross the sea at all.

When the news really appeared, he guessed that the people of the Daomen might have a way to cross the sea, and they originally wanted to take advantage of the rules.

But they ignore that there are rules, and naturally some people don't care about the rules, and they don't care about the price of breaking the rules.

The helmsman never planned to cross the sea from the beginning, and his cultivation was in the sea of suffering, of course he didn't care, and he killed the two people who boarded the ship by himself.

"It's a presumptuous, I'll leave now, disturb. "The golden-veined man wanted to jump ship and leave.

But the bearded man spoke.

"You're from the Ancient Heavenly Court, aren't you?"

The bearded man spoke, and the helmsman immediately stopped in front of the golden-veined man.

The golden-veined man's eyelids jumped wildly, but he didn't dare to tell a lie, he said half a word of lie, and he might not even have a chance to change his words, this great evil star would definitely not hesitate to turn him into nothingness.

"The senior's eyes are like torches. ”

Bu Mingbai began to take over the conversation, smiled hehe, and came over.

"Since you're here, tell your story, for example, tell me the purpose of the Ancient Heavenly Court, such as your purpose, what you want to do, you have to be careful, according to the rules, a fake story without a heart can't be counted as a ticket. ”

The golden-veined man hesitated, and when the other party asked these words, he actually knew what the story he couldn't forget, the thing he couldn't forget, was.

If you say it, you can cross the sea, but if you don't say it, you can't cross the sea, and you may turn into nothingness.

After a little thought, the golden-veined man felt it, just say it, if he doesn't say it, he won't be able to cross the sea, he can't do anything, after crossing the sea, everyone is on a starting line, at least there is a chance to fight.

再者，有些事，被人知道也是早晚的，到了一定层次，争已经只能明打明的争了。

"The Ancient Heavenly Court wants to take over the realm of the dead, and since it knows about the layout, it has been planning, and there may even be gods who are trying to enter the realm of the dead and grasp new authority here.

When I fell, I was taught by Emperor Taitian to ......"

The golden-veined man didn't hide anything, and told everything he knew.

This is his story, something that he can't forget even when he dies.

As soon as he finished speaking, the ferry began to speed up on its own, which meant that he already had his ticket.

However, at this moment, the helmsman appeared behind him silently, and the chains on his arms directly wrapped around him, and the evil qi exploded, turning it into powder.

This time, Bu Mingbai looked at him with some shock.

The helmsman returned to the helm on his own, his tone still calm.

"I need to practice in the sea of suffering, at least for a long time, I don't care about how many years, I don't care about being a villain, my face is long gone, he brought a reptile to my ship, he must die. ”

"This ......" Bu Mingbai shook his head and smiled bitterly, he really didn't know what to say.