The flags are rolling, and the drums are heavy. Between the ink clouds, those blue-faced fangs, like bloodthirsty demon venerables, will walk in the air. Don't say that the fierce god Rakshasa is the only ghost king.

Above the distant sky, the ink clouds are tumbling, and the flags are monstrous. A large number of Yin soldiers covered the sky and the sun, sweeping the stars and clouds like a tide. This apocalyptic sight was watched by the crowd walking on the extradition bridge below. But seeing this scene, the people were like flowing water and horses were like dragons, and the chest of the skeletal Senluo war horse was burning with a dark blue ghostly fire. The Yin soldiers and armor soldiers riding above the war horses were all covered by battle helmets and covered by battle armor, as if there was a fight somewhere. This group of Yin soldiers is going to rush over to join the battle.

On the horizon, scrolls of inscriptions were sprinkled on the top of the extradition bridge. was picked up by the mad bull general and read it out on the spot, Lu Yang listened quietly on the side, and the general meaning of the scroll was:

Fang Jin died in vain in the city and broke into a powerful monk in the human realm. The Huangquan Wheel King ordered 10,000 Yin soldiers under his command, rising from the Yin Mountain and driving the clouds to fight. It is necessary to capture this person alive and kill him on the spot to protect the order and stability of the Yellow Springs Domain.

Listening to what was said in the list, Lu Yang couldn't help but laugh secretly, he might be able to guess who the human realm cultivator who was now in the city of vain death and set off a great chaos. That person was the cultivator of the Celebrity Realm who had fought viciously against the Ink Jade Qilin Beast guarding outside the Yellow Spring Domain in the 'Burial Abyss' before. Lu Yang has also seen many people in the world, and he can vaguely guess that the monk's cultivation must be above the God Realm.

He secretly laughed at the Yellow Springs Wheel King, who didn't know the depths. If it is a strong person at the level of the Heavenly Realm, then with 10,000 Yin soldiers, he may be able to kill him in the city of vain death. But in front of the real God Realm powerhouse, let alone 10,000 Yin soldiers, even if there are 100,000 ghost realm armor warriors, it is impossible to capture them. I'm afraid that this Yellow Spring Domain will be turned upside down by that mysterious monk this time.

Lu Yang didn't know who that person was, but he didn't care about what was going on here. At this moment, he was secretly running the Nine Turns Heavenly Pill in his body with all his might, connecting the thin Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in this place into the sea of qi, and recovering his cultivation without stopping. He was looking for an opportunity, and when the time came, he would instantly burst out and escape from here.

In the sky overhead, the large number of Yin soldiers stepped on the wind and thunder, rolling and surging in the direction of the city of vain death. When this terrifying power left, many ghost pawns escorted Lu and set off. Travel to the mysterious Exile Land.

The extradition bridge winds downward around the wall of Yinshan Mountain, like a winding birdway that circles high in the sky. The crowd marched across the mountain walls with eerie torches, and the road was covered with a dense and heavy mist. The heavy moisture enveloped the clothes, making it extremely difficult to stretch. Fortunately, Lu Yang had the 'Flood Desolation Fire Talisman' in his body, but these evil and turbid moisture did not invade his body.

If an ordinary monk came here, I am afraid that just being hit by this cold and damp qi would cause an extremely deep root of disease to fall in the body. If you don't have a spiritual treasure, I'm afraid you won't be able to see the sun for the rest of your life. Lu Yang and the others zigzagged down the ancient path bridge between the mountain walls, and only heard the ghost howling along the way, and the sadness turned around, which made people feel disturbed.

In ancient times, there was a poem that "the apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying" and circulated in the world. But at this time, what was heard and seen on the extradition bridge was even more terrible, and compared with the cries and weeping apes on both sides of the Three Gorges, the crying voice of this terrible ghost was even more grief-stricken. But Lu Yang had a strong concentration, and he was not like the lonely goose that had been thrown into the deep stream before, and was fascinated by the ghost sound, and then jumped under the cliff, becoming a dry bone by the stream that no one cared about.

Everyone walked against the pitch-black mountain wall for a long time, and went down to the bottom of this Yin Mountain. Suddenly, the field of vision suddenly opened up. I saw the blood-red yellow spring and blue water, flowing down from the mountain stream of Yin Mountain, stretching to the endless front. By this time they had crossed the extradition bridge and came to a new border. Here is still a picturesque covered bridge scenery, Lu Yang saw that on the bank of the next section of the ancient bridge, there was an ancient monument crawling with vines and moss, and there were three large fonts above: the bridge on the other side.

This place is the second ancient bridge of the three major underworld bridges in the Huangquan Domain, and the bridge on the other side is also. As the old saying goes, once you enter the bridge on the other side, you can't turn back. Because there is a huge Yin Mountain behind it, which has blocked the way back. Under this ancient bridge, there are more gorgeous and poignant flowers blooming, this flower is as glamorous as blood, petals are like dragon claws coiled outside, flowers and leaves do not meet. I am afraid that this beautiful flower will guide the souls of the dead on the other side of the bridge into the abyss of death.

In the legend of Zhongzhou, this kind of flower is called the flower that blooms on the bank of the Lechuan River. This flower is also known as Manshu Sahua, the flower of fire. Its aroma can affect a person's mind, making people fall into the whirlpool of memories of the past, wandering in endless pain. According to legend, this kind of flower is red and white, and the white flowers bloom in the divine realm, but this red like blood blooms on the bank of the Lechuan River in the Yellow Spring Domain.

Lu Yang saw these enchanting and beautiful Manshu Shahua Sheng placed under the bridge on the other side, showing a bewitching figure by the waterside of the Lechuan River. Breathing in the fragrant floral scent like a red carpet, Lu Yang's eyes gradually turned cloudy. With the chains that locked his hands and feet, he broke free from the coercion of many ghosts and soldiers, and walked alone to the railing of the bridge on the other side, staring at the flowers on the other side in a daze, as if he saw the past scenes that he had experienced between him and Qing Yao.

The past comes flooding back to my heart like a tide, but every ending of this story is so tragic. When Qing Yao was in the divine thunder covering the mountain of Qingqiu, crying with sadness, Lu Yang did not come to her side, in the roar of the divine thunder that killed everything, the mountain of Qingqiu was destroyed, and Qing Yao also walked into the Huangquan Hell with the scenery full of floating eyes, holding a paper umbrella, Lu Yang cried, but he couldn't catch up with her back.

In Lu Yang's eyes, her back looked extremely sad and poignant in the blood-colored flowers on the other side. Gradually, her white clothes transformed into a terrifying bloody cloth. And she turned around, her bloodstained face was white and terrifying, just staring at Lu Yang's face, her blood-colored lips were squirming slightly. It seemed that she was pouring out her sorrow to him.

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"Ahh

Lu Yang was deeply immersed in the illusion, the breath in the sea of qi was agitated, and the purple qi divine stone bloomed, and instantly turned into a surging purple qi burst out of his eyes, and directly hit the other side of the flower, the 'Qing Yao' who was dressed in blood clothes and soaked the world, blasting her resentful body into blood light and dissipating out of thin air. At this time, he was deeply immersed in the illusion created by the fragrance of flowers on the other side, and the Heavenly Grant True Law "Purple Pole Star Book" in his body protected his body, pulling Lu Yang back in that terrifying and sad world, making his body shake, instantly sober, and return to the real world.

"If it's really a flower that can tempt people to go deep into the illusion, I didn't let it control my mind and walked into the demon path. Feeling the refreshment brought by the true magic star power in his chest, Lu Yang couldn't help but gasp. Although the flowers on the other side are blooming beautifully, there is a trap of death in them. It almost capsized him in the gutter. He turned away, closing his eyes and not looking at the dangerously beautiful flowers.

However, the scenery is truly unique. Although the bridge on the other side is secluded in the Yellow Spring Domain, there are still countless poignant love stories in the human world. Many lovers who agreed to live and die together and never leave in this life are ruthlessly separated on the bank of the Lechuan River, and the bridge on the other side of the river. No matter how deep the bond they have, when they come here, they will inevitably be separated from the most important person in their hearts forever.

I don't know how many tears of tears have been sprinkled in the long distance of the Lechuan River. There used to be a poignant story played out here. There is an infatuated woman named Su Che, she died unjustly, and she always misses her husband who was waiting in the wind and rain outside the long pavilion. She stood at the bridge on the other side and wept dry, and turned into a piece of bluestone and waited here. In the end, people called the bluestone she turned into a three-life stone. It is taken from the meaning of three lives and three lives, never separated.

And when her Lang Jun came to Huangquan Difu to look for her, he only found the three-life stone that she had incarnated into and was full of tears. In addition to grief, he lay on the Sansheng Stone and cried loudly. In the end, her Lang Jun also turned into a wind and rain pavilion waiting by the Sansheng Stone, and the Sansheng Stone that she turned into sheltered from the wind and rain, and was always by her side.

Wind and rain pavilion and Sansheng stone, still standing on the bank of the smoke and water of the Lechuan River, this poignant love story, although it is inevitably separated, in the end, but it can be kept together, by people recited.

Lu Yang stood on the bank of the Lechuan River, looking at the lonely and lonely wind and rain pavilion shrouded in smoke and water, and the residual fog, but he remembered the woman who had agreed with him that he would never be separated from her like a shadow, where is she now?

He stood for a long time, the wind and dew in the fog wet his clothes, and I don't know if his tears of missing the beauty flowed on the clothes, or he touched the scene here. Lethe river smoke and water, the waves across the bank. This distance is heaven and earth, and it is the one hundred and eight planes that separate the divine realm and the ghost realm. But the boy is looking forward to the day when he will meet the woman again, embrace her in his arms, and then guard the warmth that lingers in the palm of his hand.

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