Lin Cheng completely smashed Bilian's breath into the opponent's broken spirit platform, and according to Lin Cheng's guess, Bilian's divine soul would automatically condense under the action of the secret method until it condensed into a golden pill again. But at this moment, Lin Cheng's sea of knowledge has undergone earth-shattering changes!

With a bang, the miniature of the Heavenly Xuan Star in Lin Cheng's sea of knowledge trembled suddenly. The next moment, the vicissitudes of life, the rich voice resounded through the sea.

The ghost door is closed in this life, and the old face is crying on the side of Huangquan Road.

The white bones on the banks of the Santu River are scattered, and the flowers and leaves on the other side are never seen.

However, the bridgehead sighed empty, and Meng Po's clear soup cut the front edge.

Looking at the hometown platform in vain, the three life stones are in vain.

Lethe River for thousands of years, sorrow and dispersion in Huangquan.

Shake! Shake! Shake!

The sound of the vicissitudes of life resounded in Lin Cheng's mind, especially the last word "shock", as if he had exhausted endless regrets, which made people sad, sad, helpless, and unwilling!

Airplanes......

The nine Huangquan stone pillars that supported the sea of knowledge trembled slightly, and the vast vicissitudes of life rose from the bottom of the sea of knowledge, and the breath that was extremely regrettable and moved slowly fell silent.

The water of the Yellow Spring gushed from the bottom of the Sea of Knowledge, and converged towards the central altar of the Sea of Knowledge in Lincheng.

In a moment, the central altar of Zhihai was completely submerged by the water of the Yellow Spring. But the water of the yellow spring did not stop there, but continued to gather, but they did not flow to any return, but gradually condensed into the shape of a gourd, and after a full hour, the yellow spring water stopped flowing, and the altar of Lin Cheng appeared again, only on the altar there was a yellow gourd half a foot high.

The mouth of the yellow gourd opened, and the Tai Chi cyclone above the altar diverted the thumb-sized air flow and fell close to the gourd, and the two blended with each other, but there was no breath.

"There is no water in the Yellow Spring, which is condensed by the bitter water in the hearts of those who enter the Yellow Spring. ”

Lin Cheng instantly had this inexplicable realization in his heart. Stretching out his hand, the yellow gourd that appeared inexplicably fell into the palm of his hand.

I don't know.

I don't know.

It is filled with yin and yang.

"The axe opens the world and the world, the mountains and rivers of Dingzhen are vigorous, and the yin and yang are inherited. Lin Cheng recalled what Ji Chengming had said, and carefully glanced at the gourd in his hand, always having a plausible feeling.

glanced at the Tuoba Zhenfeng and the Underworld Legend, which were forcibly sealed in the sea of knowledge by Ji Chengming, and then put the gourd back on the altar with confidence. Yuan Ying continued to study the yellow gourd that appeared inexplicably, and Lin Cheng's divine soul projection withdrew from the sea of knowledge.

Looking at the desk with nothing in front of him in the cave mansion, Lin Cheng silently pondered.

Bilian is gone, just like that, inexplicably gone. There was no warning, no breath, no clues, no clues, as if there was no Bilian in the first place. Based on his guess, even with the means of Master Ji Chengming, it was impossible for him to remove Bilian without him noticing. After all, this is the portable cave mansion that he has refined, after all, it is under his nose, after all, the tenacity of his divine soul is close to that of the Heavenly Monarch!

The gourd appeared in the same unbelievable way.

The legend about the purple gourd Ji Chengming and Lin Cheng said that Lin Cheng also knew that the purple gourd might be in Tianxuanxing, but it was purple gold, and this gourd was yellow, just like the gourd that withered in late autumn.

And the voice in the sea. Huangquan Dao Song, that's right, Lin Cheng knows that this is Huangquan Dao Song.

The first hall of Huangquan Road is also called the ghost gate hall, and it is a dead person who has passed the ghost gate pass in this life.

After the ghost gate is Huangquan Road, Huangquan Road is not a road, but a boundless world. Huangquan Road is full of flowers, but walking everywhere is the walking dead. The most beautiful flowers on the other side and the terrifying walking dead coexist in one picture, which is Huangquan Road.

The flowers and leaves on the other side have withered, the flowers fall and the branches and leaves are born, and the flowers and leaves are immortal, and they are endless, which is for the other side. The lonely ghosts that roam around are those who have not yet reached their prime. They will move towards a Santu River on the Huangquan Road, and when they reach the Baigusan on the bank of the Santu River, they will continue to walk across the Santu River to be the Lechuan River, and the Nai He Bridge on the Lechuan River, and the other end of the bridge is the Meng Po Pavilion, and they will drink the Meng Po soup and forget about this life. But you can see your hometown at the lookout platform. You can see your past, present and future lives on the Sansheng Stone.

And some people who don't want to forget the past, and some people who are very obsessed, they will resolutely choose to refuse to drink Meng Po soup. They will choose to jump into the Lethe River, as long as they have been floating in the Lethe River for thousands of years and experienced all kinds of pain and struggles for a thousand years, they will get a chance, when they are reincarnated, they can see the person they want to see the most, that person is also a reincarnated person, even exactly the same as before the reincarnation, and he himself is exactly the same. But after a thousand years, after ten lifetimes, you will remember him after your suffering, but he will not remember you. He is not him, you are still you, and what is left to you is still an irresolvable regret! But even with such regrets, there are still countless people who choose to jump into the Lethe River.

In this world, there is nothing more unforgettable than regret. The bitter water in the hearts of these regretful people is said to be the source of this yellow spring water.

And those who have gone through thousands of years of ups and downs are the main source of the core disciples of Huangquan Dao. has such strong perseverance and such a strong obsession, if you once have an epiphany, it is incomparable to others.

These stories of Huangquan Dao were all told by his disciple Yuan Chenfeng and him.

Walking out of the portable cave mansion, Lin Cheng calmly glanced at the bamboo building. The breath in the bamboo building could make him feel that there was only his own breath here, and only his own breath in three days. There is still no breath of Bilian.

Walking out of the bamboo building, the attendant was standing outside waiting, and when he saw Lin Cheng coming out, he immediately took two steps forward.

Lin Cheng was not in a hurry to go back, but asked calmly, "Where is Bilian who lives in this bamboo building?"

"Bilian?

The attendant disciple looked at Lin Cheng suspiciously, and said with some hesitation: "Just now Uncle Shi came here and walked into this bamboo building without saying anything, and I don't dare to follow up......"

"Don't talk about this, let me ask you, this time we are conquering the Dust Yuan Sect, how many people have we come?"

"Fifty thousand Yuanying monks, as well as one hundred and ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine Jindan Zhuji, this is the people sent by the sect to this way, and then plus the people recruited by Uncle Shi himself, these are all the people along the way. ”

"Why is the Jindan Zhuji sent by the sect 199,999 people, instead of 200,000 people?"

"This ......"

The attendant looked at Lin Cheng with a wry smile, how could he know. However, it is said that 200,000 people should be sent to make up a whole number, and such a large sect Jindan Zhuji can't get together a single person? But why did 199,999 people be sent instead of 200,000 people, is this question important?

He didn't understand why Lin Cheng was entangled in this issue, and he suddenly became entangled in this problem.

......

Millions of miles in the sky of the Dawn Continent, the World Destroying Hall Venerable suddenly stopped his seemingly leisurely steps, and stood in the void and frowned slightly.

"What's the matter, Uncle Shi?" Wan Junliu looked at the World Destroying Hall Venerable suspiciously, and the others were also puzzled.

"Do you feel like something is missing?" the World Destroying Hall Venerable still frowned, his face solemn.

"No?" everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.

"I know what's going on. ”

The World Destroying Hall Venerable exhaled lightly, but instead of looking relaxed, he became more solemn.

Glancing at the puzzled people, the World Destroying Hall Venerable said, "I originally wanted to send 200,000 gold pills to Lin Cheng all the way to build a foundation, but in the end, I only sent 199,999 people. ”

The people present looked solemn when they heard this.

This question may seem inconsequential to the average person, but it means something strange to the sermon.

Don't talk about preaching, such a thing is that even the winner will not make such a mistake. They may send 199,999 people, but they would never want to send 200,000 people, but now they have only sent 199,999 people, and the most important problem is that he doesn't know why he sent one less, this is the crux of the problem!

Just kidding!

Ignored? impossible!

Everyone stood in the void and pondered, thinking about any possibility, but after half an hour, they still couldn't grasp the point. Immediately, everyone had to put the matter aside for the time being.

......

Ji Chengming in the stone house of the World Destruction Hall of the World Destruction Continent was still that lazy, waving his hand and throwing the thread-bound book on the ground, and at this moment there was no laziness on his face.

Just now, he felt as if something had changed in this Heavenly Dao, but he didn't know what the change was.

Closing his eyes slightly, Ji Chengming carefully felt the change that had just arrived, and carefully experienced the change.

Suddenly, Ji Chengming opened his eyes, and colorful light burst out in his eyes. The figure still disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a distant voice in the Hall of Annihilation: "I'll go to Huangquan Dao." ”

......

A figure appeared out of thin air in the cold starry sky, and it was the heavenly machine that designed Lin Cheng to fall short in the end. At this moment, Tianjizi suddenly appeared out of thin air, and then took out a palm-sized bronze ancient mirror from his arms. The ancient mirror was gray, and after a while, it showed a misty scene, which was Huangquan Dao.

"Huangquan Dao?" Tianjizi put away the ancient mirror and pondered slightly, and then his figure gradually faded.

......

The most mysterious place in Huangquan Road is the Huangquan Dojo after crossing the Nai He Bridge.

The deepest part of the Huangquan Dojo is a dark hall, there is a wooden house at the foot of a black mountain about 10,000 miles behind the main hall, the wooden house is very simple, but it has a special status in Huangquan Road, and there are less than 20 people who are qualified to step into this wooden house. The owner of the wooden house is none other than Huangquan Ancestor!

When the vicissitudes of life sounded in Lin Cheng's sea of knowledge, the Huangquan Ancestor in the wooden house slowly opened his eyes. And at this moment, everyone in the entire Huangquan Dao heard the sound of vicissitudes. Whether it's a lonely ghost, a walking corpse, or a struggling person in Lechuan Hanoi. They all heard this vicissitudes of life but a penetrating voice. This voice contains endless regrets, endless sorrow, sadness, helplessness and unwillingness. This voice seemed to have an irresistible contagious power, and in this voice, countless people of Huangquan Dao burst into tears.

Regret!

They are shocked in their hearts! They have gone through thousands of years of ups and downs, and after thousands of years of hardship, they are still shocked in their hearts! They cannot be resolved, and the regrets buried in the deepest part of their hearts!