Chapter 419: Lethe River

On the Huangquan Road, Wangsheng Stone is on the Wangsheng Stone, and Meng Po soup is on the Wangsheng Stone.

Endless years have passed, and few people know why the Abyss of Hell exists and how Meng Po Tang appeared here.

If you can't even find the bridge, how can you find the Lechuan River, and how can you find the Huangquan River? According to legend, after Meng Po fought hell, under certain conditions, the water of the Lechuan River will become the legendary Huangquan River.

All of these were originally unsolvable problems for Geng Qiang, but with the help of the five immortals of the ghost world, these are no longer problems! Geng Qiang is now truly glad that he chose to form an alliance with the five immortals of the ghost world, although the five immortals of the ghost world helped Geng Qiang, it was just to return Geng Qiang's favor, because if there was no Geng Qiang and his party, they would not be able to obtain the Hell Orchid at all, and the huge pressure in the cannibal valley would explode them into a cloud of blood mist, not to mention that there was a bed bug hidden in front of the Hell Orchid, eyeing them!

But when they set the alliance, the condition was that the five immortals of the ghost world were responsible for helping Geng Qiang and his party find the Hell Orchid in the Cannibal Valley, and Geng Qiang and the others were responsible for picking the Hell Orchid. Since coming out of the cannibalistic valley, the alliance between the two parties has automatically dissolved, but the five immortals of the ghost world have automatically asked to help Geng Qiang find the water of the Huangquan River, which makes Geng Qiang very grateful in his heart.

When Geng Qiang and his entourage saw that the old man with a black mole began to cast a spell, they stopped speaking, but buried the gratitude and confusion in their hearts in the bottom of their hearts, and carefully watched the movements of the old man with a black mole.

An earthy yellow light spilled out like a spirit snake from the fingertips of the old man with a black mole, and in one fell swoop, a large porcelain bowl filled with Meng Po soup was rolled into the air. Then the earthy yellow light flickered, and the coarse porcelain bowl was flipped upside down, with the mouth facing down and the bottom facing up.

"Ahh

"Don't squeak! Look carefully! The five immortals of the ghost world are worthy of being old antique-level characters, and their cultivation is terrifying. As soon as Tang Yuan's words were finished, his compatriot brother Tang Fang interrupted him.

A pale yellow liquid turned into a trickle from the coarse porcelain bowl, and it was about to be sprinkled on the Huangquan Road below the Wangsheng Stone.

"Meng Po three bowls of soup, one bowl of road-discerning!Hongmeng Void Mist!" At this moment, the old man with the black mole suddenly let out a loud drink, and then opened his mouth to spit out, and an earthy yellow dragon made of mana suddenly flew out of his mouth, opening his teeth and dancing claws to the pale yellow trickle. Then the dragon was wrapped in the trickle, and soared straight into the air, and the whole body of the dragon spun rapidly, like a huge earthy yellow pillar, and the trickle that had just flowed out of the coarse porcelain bowl and the coarse porcelain bowl were wrapped in the middle of the earthy yellow pillar.

A trace of pale yellow mist suddenly flowed out from the earthy yellow pillar, and quickly diffused onto the ethereal Huangquan Road under the Wangsheng Stone.

As the dragon rotated faster and faster, the pale yellow mist in front of everyone became thicker and thicker, and finally, the Huangquan Road that was originally in front of everyone became even more ethereal. It was as if it was about to disappear from everyone's eyes!

"Oh my God, I saw a bridge!"

"Could it be that the legendary Nai He Bridge?"

A quaint stone bridge gradually appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the stone bridge is an arch bridge, made entirely of stone. The stone bridge is covered with mottled traces of history, I don't know how many years of baptism, a vicissitudes of life permeated from the stone bridge, so that Geng Qiang and his party feel that at this moment they are facing not only a simple stone bridge, but also the vicissitudes of history.

Underneath the stone bridge, there was only a faint yellow mist, a void, and nothing.

On the stone bridge, there seem to be countless people walking on it, and those people have different costumes and different appearances, as if they are from various historical periods. But when everyone looked closely, those people disappeared all at once, and only the vicissitudes of history and a faint yellow mist diffused from the stone bridge!

"A big river! I saw a big river! Damn, this is really a bridge, and the river under the bridge must be the Lechuan River!" Zhao Xingnan shouted loudly in his throat.

After the appearance of the quaint stone bridge, with the gradual increase of the faint yellow mist, through the yellow mist, everyone actually saw a rolling and flowing river!

What is frightening is that the river is black, as if it is ink, the wind blows, the waves on the river are surging, and the black giant lang beats on the quaint stone bridge, making a deafening sound!

The quaint stone bridge, the black river, the faint yellow mist, everything seems to be in a dream, all in front of you, but ethereal.

The earthy yellow dragon in the air spun slower and slower, and finally the dragon stopped. Then he slowly flew back into the mouth of the old man with a black mole.

"Collect!" The old man with the black mole snorted softly, and his right hand moved back, and the coarse porcelain bowl in the air suddenly returned to its original position on the Wangsheng Stone, and when the coarse porcelain bowl fell, Geng Qiang and his party were surprised to see that the Meng Po soup in the coarse porcelain bowl was still the original, not subtracting a point, nor growing a point. It seems that I didn't consume a trace of it at all!

After the first coarse porcelain bowl was taken back by the old man with a black mole, the faint yellow mist in the air gradually dissipated, but the quaint stone bridge and the black river under the bridge did not disappear, but became clearer with the dissipation of the yellow mist.

"Oh my God, what is that, how can there be so many corpses and bones in the water of Lethe!"

"Holy shit, those bones seem to be alive! I saw the head of the white bone smiling at me!"

When the yellow mist finally dissipated, Geng Qiang and his party finally saw everything that was presented in front of them! What shocked them the most was that there were countless skeletons and corpses in the water of Lethe, and these skeletons and corpses were all alive, as if they were all alive! There were even some skeletons looking at Geng Qiang and his party standing on the Wangsheng Stone, grinning, revealing a mouth full of big molars that had lost their luster, as if a hungry wolf was looking at a little sheep! The black river water, the white skeletons, when the yellow mist faded, this was a creepy black and white world!

Those corpses and white bones, some were laughing madly, some were looking up to the sky and crying out in mourning, and some were tearing each other apart! There were even many white bones jumping on the Xiangnai He Bridge, like a carp jumping over the dragon gate. But none of the bones jumped on the quaint Nai He Bridge.

On the Lechuan River, the wind howled angrily, bringing with it a series of terrifying screams, roars, and groans of pain??????。

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a while, and after a while, Princess Jiuyou muttered: "Meng Po three bowls of soup, one bowl of distinguishing the way, is it to use mana to intensify Meng Po soup, and then let the hidden Lechuan water and Nai He Bridge be presented?"

"What is that?" Zhao Xingnan suddenly pointed to the other end of the Nai He Bridge, only to see that at the other end of the Nai He Bridge, there were two roads, one leading to the endless darkness, and the other leading to a black gate, the gate was open, and a faint light was emitted from the inside! Through the faint light, everyone saw a black plaque above the gate, and from a distance, two words were written on the plaque, but they couldn't see what those two words were.

"That's the gate of reincarnation. The so-called bowl of discernment is to find the way we need to walk in the ethereal. There are two paths after crossing the Nai He Bridge, one leads to the eighteenth layer of hell, and the black gate is the reincarnation gate, if you want to be reincarnated, you just need to step into the reincarnation gate. Because we don't need to go to the eighteen hells or reincarnate, neither path means anything to us now. The old man with the goatee spoke.

"Let's go, let's go to the Nai He Bridge and wait for the water of the Huangquan River to replace the water of the Lechuan River. When the time comes, take the water of the Yellow Spring River and leave immediately. Liu Qingping said softly, she really felt that the yin qi here was too heavy, and it made her uncomfortable.

After Liu Qingping finished speaking, she was about to jump off the Wangsheng Stone, and then walk onto the Nai He Bridge. And the multitudes will begin to act.

"Wait! don't just walk down the Wangsheng Stone!" at this moment, the old man with the black mole suddenly said quickly.

"Why? Aren't we going to the Nai He Bridge to wait for the opportunity for the Huangquan River to replace the Lechuan River?" Geng Qiang looked back at the old man with a black mole and asked suspiciously.

No matter who sets foot on the Nai He Bridge, even if he comes to the end of this life, there are only two ways waiting for him, one is to enter hell, but to enter the gate of reincarnation and reincarnate as a human being. The mole was briefly introduced.

"Damn! It's so evil, it's so hanging! Lao Tzu hasn't lived enough in this life!" Zhao Xingnan grinned.

"This is easy to do, can't you all fly? Fly to the sky above the Nai He Bridge, wait for the Huangquan River to appear, and get the water of the Huangquan River, won't everything be fine!" Yun Shi said with wide eyes and confusion, as if this was not a problem at all.

"The problem is here, no one can fly on the Lechuan River, and of course they can't fly on the Naihe Bridge, otherwise they will have to fall into the Lethe River!"

"Then what shall we do?" Geng Qiang scratched his hair vigorously, and when he came here, he felt as if he had suddenly become a fool and did not understand anything.

In fact, he can't be blamed for this, the mystery of the abyss of hell is that even many old antiques from the ghost world, and even some old pimples at the castle master level don't know, let alone Geng Qiang from the human world?

"This is easy to do, since we can't step on the Nai He Bridge with our feet, let's even get this Wangsheng Stone on the Nai He Bridge together!" Zhao Xingnan suddenly said in a simmering duck voice. Then he took out the whip of evil light from his waist, shook it suddenly, and the whip of evil light extended instantly, and then tied the Wangsheng stone lying on the Huangquan Road like a rope and tied it firmly!

After Zhao Xingnan tied up the Wangsheng Stone, he pulled the Evil Light Whip in his hand vigorously, feeling that it was extremely strong and there was no accident, and then this girl suddenly jumped into the air, wanting to lift the Wangsheng Stone!

When everyone saw Zhao Xingnan's busy work, they couldn't help but be stunned, and they scolded in their hearts: "Damn, this is okay? ”

"Oh! What a heavy rotten rock! Damn, I fell to death!"

Everyone was slandering, but they saw that Zhao Xingnan not only did not lift the Wangsheng Stone, but he was dragged back and sat on the Forgotten Life Stone. When he fell, he scolded his mother.