Suddenly, there was a hint of dark gold in the dusk, and the sea was as calm as a mirror, and suddenly it seemed to be boiling, and countless monsters with thin bodies and strange appearances were struggling on the boiling water, and they wanted to rush out.

The malice converged into a torrent and hit Qin Yang who was standing on the shore.

Qin Yang stood there motionless, like a rock, bearing the impact stiffly, without blinking his eyelids.

Last time, he still needed the Yuanguang suit to resist it a little, but this time, those malicious attacks hit his mind, and the first thing he encountered was the White Jade Divine Gate.

The White Jade Divine Gate stood still, and easily blocked those malicious intentions out.

The Yellow Spring is not so easy to break through, not to mention that the Yellow Spring water vein here is not a particularly small branch vein.

Qin Yang, who had fallen into the Buried River, knew this very well, the larger the water vein, the stronger the power, the first time he encountered the Buried River, it was not even a branch vein, at most it was just some buried river water that flowed outside.

The next encounter was at most a small stream, so he was able to adapt step by step and not be trapped in the buried river.

And the Huangquan branch in front of me is obviously much larger, more complete, and the most critical point is that there is a ferryman.

Standing on the shore, it is better to say that if he falls into the Yellow Spring, the malicious torrent that will rush to his face will at least skyrocket hundreds or thousands of times.

The statue thrown out by Qin Yang turned into an afterimage, and flew rapidly towards the depths of the Yellow Spring, and after flying out for several miles, countless ghosts in the Yellow Spring were wrapped in the Yellow Spring, setting off huge waves, and blocked in front of the statue.

The statue was carried by the huge waves of Huangquan and forcibly pulled into the Huangquan River.

The statue, which could not be burned or smashed, and did not respond to any force, was scrambled by countless strange people, and after touching the yellow spring water, the surface of the statue began to slowly melt.

A special force began to revive, and the strange demons who were still fighting for the statue were swept away by that power, and immediately shattered into powder, and then dissipated without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Qin Yang felt that an unusually powerful consciousness began to recover, and he silently began to retreat, away from the shore of the Yellow Spring, just looking there from afar.

The statue surfaced, as if standing on the water, just when the statue was about to disengage from the Huangquan River, a circle of ripples centered on the statue, slowly spreading, the statue seemed to be dragged by the entire Huangquan River, and could not be separated at all.

The statue slowly began to change, and the surface of a layer of black stone could not tell whether it had melted or fallen off, giving people a particularly awkward feeling.

Gradually, there was only one real girl left in place, with peach bangs and a slap face, and her facial features were not particularly good-looking, but they were very soft and durable, and the more she looked at them, the more comfortable she became.

As the wind rose, the skirt on her body began to flutter slowly, and the pure fluctuation of consciousness exuded a terrible coercion, and those strange demons who were not strong enough, if they got closer, they would be forcibly suppressed by this coercion.

Qin Yang unconsciously retreated a distance again, the eyelids of his two eyes beating wildly, and the sound of his heart pounding wildly was already clearly audible.

Because at this moment, he felt it, and the statue he picked up the refining disappeared in his perception.

It's exactly the same feeling as when he picks up the refined things and completely destroys them.

Now it can be determined that he can pick up the statue, it was given to him by the Three-Body Dao Monarch, and the statue and the girl on the river are not one, because only those who belong to him completely can pick it up.

But the statue and the girl are one, and only when the statue disappears, the girl will appear.

Qin Yang didn't know how the Three-Body Dao Monarch did it, and while abiding by the rules, he could still use the rules to exploit the loopholes of the rules.

In this case, for the other monks, the statue is flawless, and no one can use this statue to target the Three-Body Dao Monarch, which is a completely severed and closely connected relationship.

Of course, this is a common situation, the Yellow Spring River is not a common situation, and the Yellow Spring Water can melt the statue that can't be damaged in any way.

Qin Yang wasn't sure why, but he could try to use the characteristics and power of Huangquan to trap the statue in the Huangquan River.

Whatever it was, burn it along with the box containing the secret.

Now it seems that fortunately decisive.

As Qin Yang completely lost the sense of the statue, the moment the statue was judged to be destroyed, the girl standing on the Huangquan River opened her eyes.

She looked at Qin Yang, who had run a long distance, but Qin Yang felt as if she was right in front of her, quietly staring at him.

Pure eyes that seem to reflect the starry sky, no malice, no kindness, like a newborn baby, greedily and curiously looking at everything in front of him.

Just by glancing at each other, Qin Yang couldn't help but feel a trace of guilt in his heart, as if throwing such a girl into the Yellow Spring and sinking into the river was an extremely frustrating thing, which was completely contrary to his conscience and his always standard of life.

The feeling was like poison, eating away at his mind.

Taking three steps towards the Huangquan River, Qin Yang forcibly endured his rage, and all his feelings disappeared.

The cold sweat on the back of his head was dripping down drop by drop, and after his mind was forced to calm down, Qin Yang still felt that he should go and rescue this girl, instinctively.

Decisively used the thinking trick to speed up his thoughts, to speed up his thoughts countless times, to find out why this happened.

Now he can be the first to determine that the other party is not interfering with his consciousness, confusing his perception, forcing him to do something, and giving birth to a feeling of guilt, which is still natural, and it is his heartfelt feeling.

Qin Yang originally thought that this was the girl who had distorted his three views, but under the acceleration of the thinking of the word, Qin Yang, who was already furious, became more and more calm to the point of being terrifying, as if he was standing in the perspective of a third party, reflecting himself.

No, it's not that he distorted his three views and turned him into a weeping mother who would cry bitterly when his enemies were wounded.

It's just a matter of channeling the goodness that is already in his heart.

With the blessing of the secret method, coupled with the thinking of words, he was calm to the extreme, and after Qin Yang deduced the conclusion, he forcibly controlled his body and fought against his instincts, he slowly raised one foot and struggled to take a step back.

The moment the footsteps fell, Qin Yang immediately felt that the uncontrollable feeling subsided a little, Qin Yang raised his head, looked at the girl, bared his teeth expressionlessly, showed a smile that could not see a smile, and shouted.

"Groove!"

With a roar without anger, the instinct that could not be suppressed suddenly dissipated without a trace, and his figure immediately turned into an afterimage, and he quickly retreated.

The girl standing on the Huangquan River lifted one foot and took a step forward, but when her foot fell, the other foot could not be lifted at all.

She blinked, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes, why couldn't she leave?

Something was holding her feet.

As soon as she thought about it, she stepped on one of the feet on the surface of the river and shattered directly, but at the same time as it shattered, there was still the strength to tear at her body, and she could no longer rise a little.

New feet grow, still barefoot on the water.

"Ding......

The crisp sound of the bell came, and the Huangquan River gathered, and the stranger ghosts that were getting stronger and stronger, all like lost dogs, disappeared into the river.

In the mist, a dilapidated lonely boat sailed by, hanging on a penetrating oil lamp, emitting a dim yellow light, and where it passed, the Huangquan River regained its calm, calm as a mirror.

With the sound of crunching and rocking, the lonely boat came and stopped beside the girl.

A tall and thin ferryman, dressed in a robe, wearing a straw hat and a black cloth on his face, walked to the bow of the boat, as if looking at a girl.

The girl also stared at the ferryman with wide eyes.

After a long time, a hoarse voice came out from under the shabby black cloth, the voice was not loud, but it was like Hong Zhong Da Lu, deafening, and every word itself seemed to contain infinite power.

As he spoke, the entire Huangquan River seemed to fall into a deathly silence, and the countless strange ghosts in the river were struggling in pain one by one.

The boundless Huangquan River seems to have become a small river at this moment, countless strange ghosts have appeared on the bank, countless strange ghosts, half of their bodies are lying on the bank, they only need a little force, they can all leave the Huangquan River.

But the ghosts struggled to retreat, and none of them were willing to climb ashore.

Qin Yang, who was on the run, paused when he heard this voice.

The ferryman's strange language, obviously not understood, but people can understand what he means when they listen to it.

"The sea of bitterness is boundless, and the back is the shore. ”

Qin Yang turned his head and glanced at it with all his eyesight, his complexion changed a little, and an old groove was even more in his throat, not vomiting or being unhappy.

This big guy can actually speak?

What did you mean before, didn't you deserve a word from him?

Looking over the edge, I saw that the lonely boat had docked on the shore, and the girl had already reached the shore, she stepped on the water, and only needed to lift her feet lightly and step out to get on the riverbank.

When she lifted one foot and was about to step on the riverbank, her expression began to change, as if her heart had begun to struggle violently, and the pain had overflowed on her face.

In her pure eyes, countless pictures, countless memories, and deepest obsessions are reflected.

Slowly, all the reflections disappeared, and finally turned into a trace of stubbornness, a kind of resoluteness that would rather die than regret.

She withdrew the foot, stood on the surface of the river again, and turned to the ferryman to bow slightly in thanks.

She muttered to herself, with the deepest stubbornness.

"I can't go back. ”

Her voice began to take on a hint of madness.

"I can't put it down. ”

Until the end, he turned into a resolute person who would rather die without regrets.

"There is no regret for eternal destruction!"

After saying these three words, the complex emotions in her eyes disappeared, and the girl whose eyes were as pure as the starry sky was restored.

The ferryman didn't say anything, seemed to be surprised, shook the oar, and disappeared again into the mist on the Yellow Spring River.

And the girl, standing on the water only one step away from the shore, quietly glanced at Qin Yang in the distance, turned around and walked towards the depths of the Huangquan River.

In an instant, Qin Yang seemed to have unloaded his burden, and sat on the ground with his ass, as if he had lost his mind and gone crazy, and laughed hehe, as if he was laughing at himself.

In Hei Li's pile of old papers, Qin Yang turned out some records about the ancient underworld.

Among them, there are records of some of the five major water veins of the ancient underworld.

Burial, Yellow Spring, Weak Water, Lethe River, Sea of Blood.

Among them, the Yellow Spring, for those who fall into it, can be called the bitter sea, boundless, under normal circumstances, only the ferryman can drive the ferry through it.

The last time I took a ferry to the other side, I saw the endless sea in the middle of the river, and I could only cross it by ferry.

But this time, more records were found.

The Yellow Spring has its own Sumeru, boundless, falling into it, and never being able to get out of trouble.

This cannot be detached and cannot be liberated, one is that the power of Huangquan itself, like the river of burial that once fell into it, will be bound by the power of the entire river.

If its own strength is strong enough, so strong that this Huangquan branch can't be trapped, then it can still jump out.

Just like that girl, she can stand on the water, and even break one of her own feet, leaving her body suspended in the air, and it can be said that she has left the shackles of the Yellow Spring.

But this is the outer bondage, and the real bondage is the inner bondage.

Obsession.

If you want to step out of the Yellow Spring, you can even ignore the outer layer of restraint and go out, which is very easy to say, leaving obsession and letting go of obsession.

If you can't let it go, if you can't give it up, you'll never be able to get out.

It was not Huangquan who trapped the living beings at all, but himself.

Qin Yang didn't know what that statue was, he didn't know what part of the three-body Dao Monarch was hidden in the statue, he didn't know why she was willing to give the statue to herself, he didn't know too much.

But he could be sure of one thing, the power in this statue far exceeded that of the black-robed woman he had met at the beginning.

As long as it contained the power of one finger at the peak of the Three-Body Dao Monarch, it could easily kill him.

At that time, even if he plays with his life, he will not have the opportunity to show it at all costs.

Qin Yang thought for a long time, what power could defeat the Three-Body Dao Monarch, and after thinking about it, he came up with the simplest answer, which was the same level as her.

And among the people of this level, it naturally includes the Three-Body Dao Monarch himself.

In the memory I touched before, I once heard a dialogue, and two of them were the clearest.

She said she couldn't go back.

Qin Yang was particularly impressed, that feeling of despair but unswerving, he could feel it even if he didn't hear the words too clearly.

The feeling of deep obsession can't be concealed at all.

So when he saw that other emotions began to appear in the girl's eyes, he was actually not panicking.

That girl can't break free from the yellow spring.

If she were part of the Three-Body Dao Monarch, she would not turn back, and she would rather die.

If the obsession is so easy to let go, it is not called an obsession.

Every strong person has a heart as strong as iron, and some have the persistence that will not take a step back even if they die, and discard all the obsessions that they are unwilling to let go.

Therefore, Qin Yang felt that Huang Quan couldn't trap her, but she could trap herself.

Sitting on the ground, his thoughts were flying, Qin Yang was pondering, as long as Huang Quan didn't drown him, he would definitely not be able to trap him, but could he trap himself?

Is there something he can't put down, and he can't go back.

He himself couldn't tell.

Recalling that girl, especially her eyes, Qin Yang was a little curious, was she really the three-body Daojun back then?

That three-body Dao monarch who was full of evil, made the monks of the world fall into fear together, and even united unprecedentedly to deal with her?

Qin Yang guessed that she might be the three-body Daojun when she was young.

So what happened back then to make that girl become the later three-body Daojun step by step?

Forget about the records that still exist today, don't talk about all of them, the records about the Three-Body Daojun, at least nine out of nine are nonsense.

Qin Yang shook his head, took out the wine and poured himself a glass, raised his glass to Huangquan from afar, drank it all, then stood up and patted his ass and turned to leave.

Forget it, the things of the year, it's about your own, curiosity kills the cat, as long as you don't come to trouble yourself, you can go as much as you like.

He still had to think about it now, how to improve his strength, how to push open the White Jade Divine Gate, or how to build the Ruined Dao Palace.