Li Qing finally understood why the Nail Head Seven Arrows Book was so strange and unpredictable, why the mysterious and powerful supernatural powers could only be ranked last in the Tiangang Method.

Because he felt like he was really going to die. It is not the decay of the body, but the exhaustion of the mind and the demise of the mind.

Just like a small flower, it will naturally wither after blooming, and even if it leaves a seed, it may bloom again in the same place the next year, but that flower is no longer the original one.

A sinking feeling pulled him down, he wanted to struggle, but he couldn't lift his strength.

He felt that there should be nothing worth worrying about in the world, he came to the world naked, the kindness that should be repaid, the love that should be repaid has been repaid, and now that he is alone, he might as well go naked, there is nothing bad.

But after so many years of cultivation, his Dao heart is extremely resolute, and it has become a habit for him to restrain his mental strength, he cut off these delusions that tempt him to fall into the abyss from time to time, and after a moment of clarity, he felt that he should still have an obsession, but he really didn't have the strength to think about what that obsession was.

It is dark and silent, there is no up and down, no four directions, as if chaos.

Li Qing shuttled through it ignorantly, and there was an inexplicable spiritual sense that guided him to keep moving forward, and at the same time allowed him to avoid many dangers.

I don't know how long I have been walking, I suddenly saw a big city, and there was a big sign hanging on the city gate, which read "Ghost Gate Pass of the Ghost Gate of the Hidden Gate", and the divine light on it was faint, as if the manifestation of the deep rhyme.

Li Qing paused, and came to his senses, it turned out that he was in the underworld, and this big city was the underworld.

But there was no fear of death in his heart, and even this thought was only fleeting, and he finally took a step into the city.

It seems that someone has overturned the underworld, but who is that person? As he walked, this thought inexplicably occurred in his heart, and disappeared again in an instant, forget it, forget it, and don't want to think about it.

The road under your feet was shrouded in a hazy mist, with no end in sight, and the surroundings were blank and silent.

There is a lot of grass growing on the road, in clusters, like garlic leaves, and these greens dot this seemingly endless path, a little desolate.

Gradually, the fog dissipated, and a large river cut off the way, and the water was blood-yellow, so muddy that there was no bottom in sight.

Li Qing squatted down, he stared at the river, although he had never been here, he always felt that he knew the name of the river.

The image of a woman suddenly appeared on the water, she was cloaked but did not look down, but there was an indescribable delicateness, she stretched out one hand towards Li Qing, her eyes were full of pleading, and she was pitiful.

Li Qing's fingers moved, since he came here, he always had an inexplicable sense of familiarity, like he should know the name of the river, he just forgot.

He looked at the woman on the water, and naturally had a realization in his heart, he knew that as long as he reached out and pulled the woman, the woman would be liberated, but in that case, he should be the one who sank.

He still didn't stretch out his hand after all, he thought that this woman should look at him resentfully, and blamed him for not reaching out to help her. Then his heart would have forgotten about the woman like a distraction, but the woman just looked at her sadly, and there were some small wounds hidden in those eyes, which gently touched the soft places of his heart.

"I'm sorry, I can't help you. Li Qing stood up, and the figure of the woman on the river dispersed, and he felt that he might never forget those eyes.

It turns out that sinking is such a terrible thing, it will not make you fall into despair forever, it will give you a glimmer of hope, but you will never seem to be able to grasp it.

I don't want to sink, there should be one more thing I haven't done. Li Qing thought, he raised his head, and then saw a small boat on the shore of the river, parked there alone.

It's just that there is no ferryman on board.

I could paddle over. A thought popped up, and Li Qing took a step.

Suddenly, a bridge stretched from the void that came from nowhere, until it reached Li Qing's feet.

This bridge is a little peculiar, divided into three layers, the upper layer is red, the middle layer is yellow, the lower layer is black, the bridge body is simple, as if after endless years of washing and polishing, but it is not mottled, just has a feeling of heavy vicissitudes.

Li Qing looked over from afar, and the bridge was empty, and there was nothing.

He thought that the bridge should have a name, but he couldn't. But he felt that he should go up.

As soon as the thought moved, he was already on the bridge when he came back to his senses.

I don't know which floor I'm walking on? Li Qing had a thought, because at this time, the bridge was only at his feet, and he couldn't distinguish the colors when he was in it.

As he took a step, he suddenly felt a slip under his feet.

He squatted down, touched it with his hand, it was oil, leaned in front of his nose and sniffed, well, sesame oil.

He laughed, as if to satisfy his curiosity. He hasn't had this desire to explore for a long time, and after practicing for a long time, he will always feel tired, not physically exhausted, nor emaciated by mental strength, but a sense of emptiness, which will make him feel lazy and make him gradually a little numb.

And now, he suddenly had a sense of freshness, and his exhausted mental strength seemed to be sprouting to give birth to something new.

He stood up, and suddenly there was another person in front of him, and Li Qing walked towards her.

There was no one on the bridge, but at this time, Li Qing was not surprised at all, because that person seemed to have been there for a long time, and she belonged here and to this bridge.

What is this bridge called? He thought to himself, and he had already walked in front of this man.

Li Qing suddenly felt that he couldn't remember the face of the person in front of him, he just felt that this person was still very young. It's strange that she must have been here for a long time.

This is a long time, not a year or two, it may be a thousand years, or it may have existed since the beginning of the world.

Wrapped in a blue and white headscarf, she sat quietly with a pot of soup boiling in front of her.

The soup should have been boiling for a long time, because the fragrance of the soup wafted out, making Li Qing swallow his saliva.

The woman laughed, her voice was like a clear spring, with Qing Yue in the warmth, "Do you want to drink a bowl of soup?"

The soup was really fragrant, Li Qing tried his best to suppress the impatient desire, he forcibly looked away, looked at the woman, and said, "I haven't seen you, but I should know your name." ”

The woman smiled but did not speak.

Li Qing frowned, as if he was thinking about something, and for a moment his eyebrows stretched, he said helplessly, "But I forgot." ”

The woman took a blue and white porcelain bowl and scooped a bowl of soup, her movements were very elegant, without a trace of fireworks.

"Let's have a bowl of soup~"

Li Qing took it, the soup had no color, it was very clear, and the mellow aroma penetrated from the tip of his nose, making him swallow saliva again.