The strange scene in front of him made Yu Mengsheng shudder.

Clusters of pure white and holy flowers of the underworld grew from the necks of those corpses that were not cold in their bones, and instead of their heads, they sang a sad and melodious elegy for them.

Yu Mengsheng almost sat on the ground: "This is ..... this is ....." He was already incoherent. As a mortal, he had never seen such a scene. Under the shock, his spirit was inevitably devastated, and he was afraid that he had left a serious psychological shadow, and this hellish and strange scene would linger in his mind and become his deepest nightmare.

"These flowers of the underworld ..... planted. ”

Yu Mengsheng always heard this, but he still couldn't come back to his senses. His eyes were already a little stupid.

"There's someone up ahead!"

In a trance, Yu Mengsheng was dragged aside and hidden, his gray eyes finally had some lightness, and he began to look forward anxiously, could it be easy to dispel sorrow?

"Immortal and immortal...... No sorrows, no worries, no worries....."

"Immortal and immortal...... No sorrows......"

A whisper that seemed to be crazy came from the front and floated into Yu Mengsheng's ears, making his scalp explode and he was manic. He couldn't help but look in, against the rather dazzling moonlight, a rickety, cloak figure dangled like a ghost among the corpses, holding a bouquet of white flowers of the underworld, and gently stopped in front of a corpse.

Not a corpse, to be exact.

Yu Mengsheng could see clearly, the person half-leaning against the wall was still alive, his chest was weak and rapidly undulating, his hair was scattered, and he couldn't see his face clearly. Yu Mengsheng saw that his limp hands were trembling, as if he was in great pain and as if he was very afraid.

"Immortal and immortal...... No sorrows......"

"Immortal and immortal...... No sorrows......"

The madman holding the flower of the underworld muttered in his mouth, slowly turned around, bent down, and stretched out his hand, as if caressing the man's face.

"Master—"

Yu Mengsheng distinctly heard the man's hoarse, blood-soaked voice.

"We've failed you—"

The standing figure trembled visibly. He paused for a moment, and with a stroke of his hand, he pulled off the man's head, and a huge amount of blood shot out with a piercing sound, turning into a black fountain silhouette against the pale moonlight, like a strange abstract painting. The man continued to mutter, slowly inserting the bouquet in his hand into the spring where the crimson fountain had ceased to spew.

"It seems to be cannibalism......"

Yu Mengsheng turned around when he heard this, and met the pair of bright, black and white eyes again. Why did he keep staring at himself like this?

Yu Mengsheng didn't understand, did he become like this for the sake of cultivating immortals, or did he become like this because he cultivated immortals? This person was obviously crazy and went mad, if the immortals that everyone envied were like this, would anyone else be willing to practice at such a heavy price? But after thinking about it, this may also be an inevitable thing, after all, they used to kill the young woman to do some evil deeds first, and they deserved to go mad.

Just as he was thinking, the man in front of him gradually turned around. Yu Mengsheng narrowed his eyes and clearly saw the person's face, wasn't that the Taoist who was drinking tea with Yi Zhiqiu in Yi Mansion a few days ago!

The gap and changes before and after this inevitably surprised Yu Mengsheng very much, and the outright sadness that followed. Once he became an immortal, he was admired from all directions, and once he fell into a demon, his eyes were full of desolation. The two of them sneaked around the already insane boss and entered a stone cave from another place.

When I came in, the door of the stone cave was full of corpses, all of them were disciples wearing armor, and it seemed that this place must be a heavy place. The inside of the stone cave is different from the outside, the clear and refreshing atmosphere is everywhere, and the sparkling water is reflected in the surroundings, making the zigzag stone cave very bright. The two of them followed the road and came to a rather large stone hall.

In the middle of the stone hall is a clear blue spring, and the bright water must have come from here. There was a coffin-like container floating above the spring, and it seemed as if a person was lying inside. Yu Mengsheng's heart was beating wildly, could it be her......

Without saying a word, he jumped off the spring and planned to wade over. Unexpectedly, the clear spring was very shallow and would reach his waist. The spring water was cold, and the clothes on his body under the water were pressed against his skin, and the biting cold stimulated his nerves.

His eyes swam forward eagerly, and he came to the coffin. Sure enough, what lies inside is easy to dispel sorrow.

She seemed to be asleep, and she seemed to be awake. She was fair-skinned, like a saint. She had no expression on her face, more like she was unconscious, Yu Mengsheng looked at her, tears suddenly began to roll in her eyes, as if she had been wronged all these years, and the calm expression also turned into numb desolation in his eyes, Yu Mengsheng's heart began to fall and hurt, he couldn't help but gently pick up Yi Xiao from the coffin, picked her up, and put his chin against her smooth forehead, to take her away from this terrifying place.

"Mengsheng ....."

A faint voice called out to him, and Yi Xiaowu opened his eyes leisurely.

"Mengsheng..... you're here......"

Yu Mengsheng seemed to hear the most tender call from his life, the most tearful and painful one, and he choked up: "Eliminate sorrow..... I'm here......"

As if he had been tense for too long, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, Yi Xiaowu actually leaned his face into his arms, and muttered to himself with a tired face: "I thought ...... I'll never see you again...."

It looked like when she got into her arms when we watched the meteor shower together that year.

Yu Mengsheng's heart sank to the bottom in an instant, and he was full of pain: "I'm ..... I will never leave you....."

At this moment, Yu Mengsheng was dizzy, as if he had seen eternity. But there was a sense of uneasiness in his heart that he was going to go all the time, and he couldn't say why, he always felt that something was not right.

"Finally woke up. Looks like I guessed correctly. ”

A cold voice suddenly came from behind him. Yu Mengsheng's heart jumped in vain, and a strong sense of uneasiness spread from the soles of his feet to his scalp.

When he turned around, it was the same eyes again.

What kind of eyes are they? beautifully shaped, black and white, bright? These words are too ordinary to describe. For Yu Mengsheng, those eyes seemed to contain the vast universe, hiding all the secrets of heaven and earth that he didn't know, brilliant nebulae, and endless black holes. All the birth, death, suffering, and happiness of the creatures of heaven and earth evolve and die in his eyes, and they repeat themselves over and over again, which is the ultimate power beyond the comprehension of mortals, the eyes of the Supreme Observer who has seen everything.

That's the power of the immortals.

"What do you mean?" Yu Mengsheng took a step back, he was inexplicably wary of this person.

"Sure enough, because she saw you, the Divine Sense Seal created a crack and regained her self-consciousness. Only you can wake her from her slumber. ”

What? Yu Mengsheng was horrified. Her sense of self has been sealed? So, the way she looked before, was it because her consciousness was sealed? Why did she have to seal her consciousness?

"Why did you seal her senses?"

"Because, Furnace Ding doesn't need to be self-aware. A cold light flashed, and Yu Mengsheng saw that the man actually showed his long sword.

"What are you doing?!"

"Your mission is over, now you can go and die. ”

Yu Mengsheng saw a cold light flashing in his eyes, and an undisguised murderous aura!