Lin Feng thought it was quite beautiful.

Sansheng Stone can't be found, but at least you can find Nai He Bridge, Meng Po Bowl, and at the very least, you should be able to find the other side of the flower.

But in fact, Lin Feng has been looking for a long time, and he has been flying on the Lechuan River for about a month, and he has flown at least a million kilometers in this month, but he still hasn't found a single treasure.

The Lechuan River has nothing but the water...

There is nothing around the Lechuan River, except that the river is the undead, and once there are no undead, there is no sound, because the Lethe River has no sound.

And the Lethe River is boundless, there is no source and no end, this is the same result whether it is for Lin Feng or the Qingfeng Cave boss, the source of the Lethe River is actually known to everyone, the source and the end are in the underworld of the god realm, but can the people of the lower realm go to the god realm through the Lethe River? Obviously, it can't, so it is equivalent to not being able to find the source and the end.

"A month was wasted... I'm really a little unwilling..."Lin Feng muttered, he hadn't gained anything in a month, on the contrary, he had wasted dozens of spiritual veins.

But he is not very willing to quit the undead plane, there are no living people in this plane, Lin Feng is the first, if he can meet the treasures, then these treasures are his, for these treasures, what is the point of wasting a few months?

So Lin Feng still gritted his teeth and continued to fly in front of the Lechuan River, hoping that when he would be possessed by the Emperor and meet the baby.

This flight is half a year of flying.

Half a year is not easy, especially in the undead plane, the wind of the undead is everywhere, Lin Feng needs to use spiritual power to resist every moment, and the undead plane has no spiritual power, so he can only consume his own spiritual power, once his spiritual power is consumed more than half, he has to stop and recover.

The edge of the Lechuan River is full of undead, they are still chasing Lin Feng, the instinct to devour the living is really strong, although these guys can't threaten Lin Feng, but they are annoying, they roar and scream every day, and they will not stop for a moment, so that Lin Feng's mood is in a bad state every day.

"Wait another half a year, if you still get nothing after half a year, then I'll go back. Lin Feng said to himself.

If there is no harvest in another half a year, plus the current half a year is a year, and then the time to go back is also a year, which is equivalent to Lin Feng wasting two years.

In this way, another half a month passed, on this day, Lin Feng was flying forward mechanically, suddenly, he seemed to smell a strange smell, Lin Feng's nose moved, and following the smell, Lin Feng looked at his left hand.

Lin Feng saw a blood-red flower.

"The Flower of the Other Side!!" Seeing this flower, Lin Feng knew that it must be the Flower of the Other Shore, because it matched the characteristics that Wuyue said to Lin Feng.

The flowers on the other side float in the air, without roots or stems, they look very strange, and they don't seem to be far from the forest wind.

Lin Feng stared at the flowers on the other side and shook his head, because this distance is not far is actually only relative, there are two banks of the Lechuan River, Lin Feng is now here, and the flowers on the other side are obviously on that side, it is impossible to cross the Lechuan River to pick flowers on the other side, not to mention that Lin Feng can't do it, even the Ascension Realm boss of the Qingfeng Cave can't do it.

The other side of the flower is meant to never reach the other side, unless the flower on the other side grows beside Lin Feng, otherwise, only the gods and the ferryman of the Lechuan River can pick the other side of the flower...

Lin Feng must not give up, he really wanted to try, so he flew towards the other side of the flower, but it was obvious that the other side of the flower, which was not far away, with Lin Feng's flight, the distance did not close, Lin Feng quickly stopped, he knew that even if his speed exceeded the speed of light, as long as he did not comprehend the law of time, then he would never be able to pick the other side flower...

But Lin Feng was not disappointed, because there is one, there are two, everything is the same, as long as the first flower appears, then the second flower on the other side will definitely have it.

Then Lin Feng didn't expect that the second flower would appear a month later.

The second flower is still not far from Lin Feng, Lin Feng still can't reach it, this time Lin Feng didn't even try, so he didn't see it.

After another three days, Lin Feng had been in the undead plane for nearly eight months, and Lin Feng still found nothing.

"The soul returns, the joy of the king, and the other is unknown..."

"When the soul returns, it will be sacrificed by human flesh, and its bones will be used as a burial..."

"When the soul returns, you can't go down to this secluded capital, and you can't drown..."

Lin Feng suddenly heard a desolate singing.

This burst of singing made Lin Feng's heart startled, because for nearly eight months, Lin Feng had never heard anything other than the voice of the undead, and the singing voice obviously could not come from the undead.

Lin Feng looked up and saw a little candle flame slowly fluttering in front of him, and when the candle flame got closer, Lin Feng found that the candle flame came from a small boat.

"The ferryman on the Lechuan River..."Lin Feng was taken aback: "How is it possible?

According to Wuyue's information, the Lechuan River is a rather magical river, this river is a bit like the quicksand river in Journey to the West, the goose feathers can't float, and the reeds sink at the bottom, but there is one thing except, that is, the ferryboat, except for the ferryboat that the ferryman takes, nothing can float in the Lechuan River,

So, if you see a boat on the Lechuan River, then this boat is definitely a ferryboat, and if there is a ferryboat, then there must be a ferryman.

The ferryboat that appeared in front of him was a bit unexpected by Lin Feng, because there were too many undead in this plane, and Lin Feng thought that there were no ferrymen in this plane at first.

"It's a bit weird, if there is a ferryman, why doesn't the ferryman ferry the undead to the underworld? Is it because there are too many new undead, and the ferryman doesn't have time to cross?

The ferryman's duty is to load the undead on the boat, and then take the undead to the underworld, the ferry boat is equivalent to the artifact level, and how many undead can be loaded, so there is no problem of too many undead.

Lin Feng pondered for a moment, but did not avoid it, because the ferryman does not belong to the camp of order, and generally does not easily kill people, oh, it should be said that he will not easily attack the living... The undead don't count.

The ferry boat is not the flower on the other side, so Lin Feng flew in quickly, and the song stopped abruptly...

"Uh, where's the ferryman?"

The ferry boat was not luxurious, nor was it spacious, on the contrary, the ferry boat was a small boat similar to an upung boat, and a dead wind lamp hung on the mast of the bow of the boat, swaying, but Lin Feng did not see the ferryman.

"You are the living, why did you come here?" A voice suddenly sounded, this was the voice that sang just now, but Lin Feng didn't see the ferryman.

"Ferryman, can you show up?" Lin Feng asked with a frown.

The angry wind lamp shook: "I'm not a ferryman, I'm just a lamp..."

"Is that the song you just sang? What about the ferryman?"

"Dead..."

"Dead? Are you kidding?" Lin Fengle is happy, the ferryman will die? This is a big joke.

The lamp flashed a few times: "Do you think my relationship with you can reach the point of joking with each other?"

Lin Feng froze.