The road to Hell is thousands of roads, all roads lead to Huangquan, because there is no beginning, so it is always the beginning, because there is no end, so it is the end at any time!

A square stone case lies in the middle of Huangquan Road, dividing Huangquan Road into two. Standing on the Huangquan Road, looking back, there was no way out, but everything in front of the Huangquan Road was in full view! They saw that there were countless monks from the Ghost Realm, scurrying around in the abyss of hell regardless of life or death, and even many people did not hesitate to risk their lives in order to get the treasures they wanted, and finally died in the abyss of hell, leaving a lifetime of regret, but they didn't even have a chance to do it again!

Everyone understands that stepping foot on the abyss of hell is equivalent to embarking on a road of no return! But the endless treasures of the legends of the abyss of hell make them crazy, make them stupid, and make them helpless!

Geng Qiang and his entourage looked at the way they came, but everyone's eyes showed two completely different scenes! Their left and right eyes saw different scenes! Their left eyes saw countless ghost realm monks struggling and hesitating on the road before hell; in their right eyes, they saw a past self! They even saw every journey of their lives from birth to the present!

Everyone's face showed a look of surprise, Wangsheng Stone actually had such an effect! They actually saw their own past, and let them relive their own life path. While they were looking at their own lives, they were watching the ordeal that the ghost realm monks were going through, and each of them was engaged in their own psychic torture.

"The path I'm taking, right? Is my effort worth it? What do I want?"

On the Wangsheng Stone, everyone is in deep thought! Everyone felt that unconsciously, their hearts were stronger, their hearts towards the Tao were firmer, and even they felt that their cultivation was gradually improving in silence.

In their contemplation, they didn't know that it was their perception this time that made them improve tremendously!

"! There are actually three bowls of yellow soup here! When did this appear? Why didn't Lao Tzu see it just now?" Just as everyone was caught in their own mental torture, there was a sound of stewed duck throat in their ears, which shook everyone's ear drums, and everyone didn't need to look to know that it was Zhao Xingnan who was talking.

Everyone didn't speak, but their eyes turned to Zhao Xingnan, and when they turned around, they saw that Huangquan Road had returned to its previous state, never beginning, and never ending! No matter looking forward or backward, there was only endless distance! I could no longer see the thousands of roads before hell, and the ghost realm monks who were struggling on the road, and I could no longer see my past life.

When everyone looked at Zhao Xingnan, they were surprised to find that there were really three more coarse porcelain bowls on the edge of the Wangsheng Stone! Each bowl was filled with yellow liquid, like three bowls of herbal tea.

The appearance of the three bowls of herbal tea is as abrupt as the appearance of Huangquan Road! Just when everyone is immersed in their own world, it suddenly appears!

"Hehe, I really can't believe that there is still a supply of free herbal tea on Huangquan Road! It's so good! Lao Tzu is a little thirsty?" Zhao Xingnan muttered while bending down to pick up the three bowls of herbal tea under his feet and drink them all!

"Slow!"

Zhao Xingnan's hand was just about to touch a large porcelain bowl, but he heard Princess Jiuyou suddenly roar.

"What's the matter? Do you want to have a bowl too?" Zhao Xingnan already knew that this woman who looked almost exactly like Leng Yue was another woman from Geng Qiang. But he is extremely uninterested in Geng Qiang's new girlfriend, and he despises Geng Qiang's rotten love behavior!

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be the legendary Meng Po soup, and if you drink them, you will probably lose all your life memories. Princess Jiuyou didn't answer Zhao Xingnan's words directly, but just rolled her eyes at Zhao Xingnan and said to herself.

"Damn! You said it earlier!" Zhao Xingnan hurriedly retracted his hand, as if he had been stung by a scorpion. I'm afraid that no one in the world wants to really lose all his memories, even if every memory he remembers is full of pain and regret!

Sometimes, pain and regret are also a kind of happiness.

"At the end of the Yellow Spring, there is no bridge, and there is a river under the bridge. But now I see nothing but the endless distance. Liu Qingping gently shook her long ponytail hair and muttered to herself, her face a little confused.

Only by finding the Nai He Bridge can you see the water of the Lethe River, and only at a certain moment can the water of the Lethe River become the water of the Yellow Spring River! And Geng Qiang must drink the water of the Yellow Spring River if he wants to unlock his demon blood curse. Listening to Liu Qingping's words, everyone couldn't help frowning. I originally thought that when I stepped on Huangquan Road, everything would fall into place, but I didn't expect that until now, everyone didn't even see the shadow of the Nai He Bridge, let alone the water of the Huangquan River.

"The long Huangquan Road, because there is no beginning, so it is always the beginning, every monk who steps into the abyss of hell, as long as he has overcome all the tribulations on the path he has chosen, will be able to reach the Huangquan Road immediately! As if we had just seen where the Huangquan Road was, but when we walked our own road, all of a sudden, we stepped on the Huangquan Road in one step. The old man with the black mole twisted the black hair on the black mole with his hand and said slowly.

"The seniors seem to know a lot about Huangquan Road and Nai He Bridge, can you explain it to us in detail?" Geng Qiang set his eyes on the five immortals of the ghost world, he knew that although the five immortals of the ghost world looked like some games and dust, especially the bald head, but everyone had an amazing art industry, although in the cannibal valley before, the performance of the five immortals in the ghost world did not seem to be outstanding, and they were made to bleed by the original root of gravity, and they were embarrassed, but that was only because the bodies of the five old men were cultivated by the soul, which was their weakness, but Geng Qiang never underestimated the strength of the five old men.

"Little brother has the great grace of regeneration for us, but the word senior doesn't dare to be it, just calling us brother is enough. The old man with the black mole didn't hold it up, and hurriedly said that he had been thinking about Geng Qiang's help to get Hell Orchid. After they got the Hell Orchid, the reason why they still came to Huangquan Road with Geng Qiang was to help Geng Qiang and be able to return part of Geng Qiang's heavenly favor. After the old man with the black mole said a humble sentence, he gave a brief introduction to the things in the abyss of hell and the cannibal valley.

A long time ago, there were only the three realms of the human realm, the demon realm, and the demon realm in the lower realm, and there was no ghost realm at all, but there was hell outside the three realms. After death, the soul must go to hell and be reviewed by the master of hell before it can be determined whether the soul will stay in hell and suffer all kinds of suffering, or enter the path of reincarnation and be reincarnated as a human being.

At that time, the reign of hell was extremely dark, and there were many unjust cases, and it was not uncommon for good people to go to hell after their souls died, but they were condemned to endure all kinds of sufferings in hell. Later, Meng Po was born, and she couldn't get used to the perverse behavior of the ghost world, so she founded the ghost world with the power of the heavens, sheltered the souls of people after death, and taught them to cultivate the Tao, so that they could condense their bodies through their own mana, and from then on they lived in the ghost world, not entering hell, but only completing reincarnation in the ghost world.

But in this way, some souls who want to be reincarnated as human beings have no way, so Meng Po finally suppressed hell into the abyss of hell, and the abyss of hell appears in the ghost world once every ten years, if there is a soul willing to reincarnate as a human again, you can enter the abyss of hell, set foot on the Huangquan Road, enter the path of reincarnation, and reincarnate in the world to be a new person.

This is also the reason why there are thousands of roads to hell, and all roads lead to Huangquan. In the first endless years, after the monks of the ghost world entered the abyss of hell, as long as they did not touch some forbidden places of hell and did not covet the treasures of hell, there would be no danger, and they would be safe and sound, and they would be able to reach the Huangquan Road smoothly. But after the invincible existence Meng Po finally fell, the rules of the abyss of hell changed, and it became extremely dangerous, almost becoming a place of lore!

After endless years, the monks of the ghost world have forgotten what the hellish abyss once existed for, and only regarded it as a treasure hunt full of dangers but full of treasures. There are also many monks in the ghost realm who have found a way to get their bodies to the world, but they have forgotten to enter the abyss of hell and reincarnate as human beings through the way of reincarnation.

"! I see, it seems to be similar to the legend of the human world. But why can't I see where the reincarnation path is?" Cui Shiyu asked with a frown after listening to the simple explanation of the old man with a black mole.

"Since Huangquan Road is going to end at any time, then I want to end it now, what should I do?" Qin Yan also asked suspiciously.

"Don't worry. I have a way. There are three bowls of Meng Po soup, and not all of them are used to make people's souls lose the memory of their past lives. Three bowls of Meng Po soup, one bowl to distinguish the way, two bowls to lead the yellow, and three bowls to forget the soul. "The old man with the black mole is worthy of being an old antique figure in the ghost world, and he is extremely familiar with many secrets. Everyone who listened was stunned, and Geng Qiang's was even more lucky, if it wasn't for the alliance with the five immortals of the ghost world by chance, I'm afraid that their group would have set foot on Huangquan Road, and they would not be able to find the Nai He Bridge and Huangquan River. When the time comes, everything they do will be in vain for the blind to light the lamp!

"Bad old man, can you tell me more about what you can tell the way and what you forget. I've heard of Huang Yin, and it seems to be called Huang Huang irrigation. But this seems to be a matter of the human world?" Zhao Xingnan didn't understand the words of the old man with a black mole, and asked with a big grin.

The old man with the black mole was not angry because Zhao Xingnan called him a bad old man, but he did not answer Zhao Xingnan's question, but began to act.

I saw the old man with the black mole shaking a big porcelain bowl on the edge with one hand, and whispered softly: "Get up!"

An earthy yellow light spilled out from between the old man's fingers like a materialized rope, flying straight towards the big porcelain bowl, and then rolled up the big porcelain bowl like a snake!