This is a gray world, and when you look up, there is an endless gray in your field of vision, and you can't see the sky. There are no mountains, no canyons, no streams, nothing in memory, just a desert. Even the desert is not as barren as here. The only thing that can be felt is the endless depression and heaviness.

However, above this desert, there is a wide avenue. The avenue was crowded with people, standing in the shape of ** people, etc., these people looked sluggish, there was no blood on their faces, and they instinctively moved slowly towards the end of the road.

In the crowd, there is a figure, exuding a faint luster, which seems incompatible with this gray world. Qin Huai was sandwiched in the middle, constantly pushed forward by the crowd behind him.

"This is ......" Qin Huai opened his eyes at some point, looked at the endless gray crowd, and sighed gloomily, "It seems that he still hasn't been able to escape the catastrophe after all......

Qin Huai followed the crowd slowly and finally came to the end of the road.

In front of me was a wide river, and the surface of the river was shrouded in a thick layer of mist, and there was no end in sight.

The river was surprisingly quiet, not a single sound could be heard, and the water was as smooth as a mirror, without even a ripple. Only occasionally, a faint wail came from the mist, which permeated people.

"Weak River!"

Qin Huai's eyebrows moved slightly, he had naturally seen the record of this weak water river in the Scripture Pavilion. The weak water river is the most mysterious existence in this world. There is no piece of material in the water, and whatever falls into the water will sink to the bottom. There have been countless heaven and earth powers who tried in vain to explore the mystery of the weak water river, and dived into the water, all of them sank to the bottom without exception, and have not been heard from since. Over time, no one dared to enter this weak water river, and the weak water river became a natural barrier to protect the underworld.

The only unsinkable thing in the river is the weak water lotus pod that is unique in the weak water river, which is refined into a lotus boat, and can freely shuttle through the river.

Crossing the weak water river is regarded as entering the core area of the underworld. There is an unusually majestic city standing there, which is in charge of life and death in the mortal world, attracting hundreds of millions of ghosts, and is called the capital of Xu!

And at this moment, in front of Qin Huai's eyes is a wide pontoon bridge. The bridge shore was crowded with people, desperately squeezing towards the bridge. However, compared to the endless army of people in the rear, the pontoon bridge still seemed too narrow and narrow.

Qin Huai was surrounded by the crowd and squeezed onto the pontoon bridge, slowly marching towards the capital city.

Qin Huai walked off the pontoon bridge, but there was a sudden light in front of him. I saw that on the bridge, there was a young woman standing, with a delicate appearance, no worse than the stunning woman in the world. This young woman was actually dressed in a fiery red robe, which seemed out of place in this gray world, and she was actually the first colored person Qin Huai saw in this underworld.

Beside the woman, there stood a huge boiler, under which a raging fire burned, and inside the pot was a pot full of thick soup, and it was impossible to distinguish what it was.

The woman bent down, took a bowl of soup from the pot, and handed it to passers-by. The pedestrians drank all their drinks, and then continued to move forward.

"It's ...... Meng Po?"

Qin Huai was very surprised in his heart, in the past, in his heart, Meng Po was a rickety old woman, but he didn't expect it to be such a young woman.

"This son must be surprised, why is Meng Po a little woman?" Suddenly, a pleasant voice came into Qin Huai's ears.

"Are you talking to me?" Qin Huai's eyes widened, then he forgot to look at the crowd around him, and pointed to his nose.

Meng Po smiled, "Look at the dead souls around here, is there anyone as conscious as Gongzi?

"How did you see that?" Qin Huai asked.

"Childe's soul body is smooth and shiny, and he must have been a person with a great background before his death. But now that you're here, it means that everything in the past has nothing to do with you at all. ”

Meng Po took out a bowl of soup, handed it to Qin Huai, and continued, "Son, please!"

"Past?" Qin Huai smiled bitterly, his ordinary but not very ordinary life, he had experienced life and death several times, and he was a person who was worried about three or five times, but he was not inseparable.

Purple Qingzhen, Qiushui Zhenren, Wuyi Senior Sister, Qing'er, Su Lingmin...... Figures flashed in Qin Huai's mind.

"I hope you're all well!" Qin Huai smiled faintly, took Meng Po soup, and drank it all. An indescribable taste spreads from the tip of the tongue to all parts of the body, the ups and downs of the world, the joys and sorrows of life, all hidden in this bowl of Meng Po soup.

Meng Po smiled and took the bowl back.

"Huh?" Qin Huai suddenly caught a glimpse of a large spar standing not far in front of him, and the dark light on the stone surface flowed, faintly reflecting the passers-by, but it was a different picture.

"That's the Sansheng Stone, it is a sacred object on the bank of this weak water river, in the past and present life, you can see it on the stone. However, most of the time, this sacred stone is hidden, and it is rare to see, so it cannot be encountered by people who have a great chance. If Childe can see this sacred stone, it must be a deep blessing, but he might as well go to the stone to take a look. ”

After Meng Po finished speaking, she once again filled a bowl of soup and fed it to the dead souls in the past.

"It turns out that this is the legendary Sansheng Stone, and I have no worries in this life, but I want to see who I was in my previous life, and what will happen in my next life?"

Qin Huai took a few steps and came to the Sansheng Stone, and Qin Huai's faint figure was gradually reflected on the stone surface.

Qin Huai was unfazed and quietly waited for the next picture.

However, at this moment, Qin Huai suddenly frowned. I saw that Qin Huai's figure in the picture gradually blurred, and finally disappeared, and the picture that was about to appear became a miserable white.

"How so?"

Qin Huai was greatly surprised, could it be that this Sansheng Stone was fake? But Qin Huai clearly saw the pedestrians passing by just now, and a magnificent picture scroll emerged from the Sansheng Stone.

"Is it difficult to do it, what method do you have to use to urge it to fail?" Qin Huai has had the heart of study since he was a child, and he is unwilling to give up on this abnormal thing.

Qin Huai stroked his hand on the Sansheng Stone, and quietly activated the Taiyi Golden Pill Jue, and the picture on the Sansheng Stone suddenly lit up.

"It really works!" Qin Huai showed a happy smile.

However, before Qin Huai was happy, the light disappeared in a flash, and the picture suddenly returned to its original state.

Qin Huai frowned, thought about it carefully, and suddenly had an idea, "Yes, these three halal qi are too pure, and they don't belong to this realm. The pale golden true qi is different, and the yin and underworld qi can be used as much as possible, maybe you can try it. ”

Qin Huai was immediately injected with pale golden true qi, and a heroic light suddenly bloomed on the Sansheng Stone, and a picture suddenly appeared in front of Qin Huai's eyes.

There is only one sword, a sword that is enough to change the color of heaven and earth!

Qin Huai stood in front of the Sansheng Stone, his heart shocked. This incomparable sword is stabbing at his chest and piercing through his chest!