Luo Yuchen slowly opened his eyes, there is no boundary between day and night in this Taixu Ghost Mansion, and it is the same light no matter what time it is. There is no sun or moon, but there is always light.

Different from the dull yellow of the weak water bitter sea, the sea of flowers on the other side has always exuded a faint blue light. The light is not bright, but it gives people a very warm feeling.

Luo Yuchen sat up slowly, this suicidal sword did not kill Luo Yuchen, but Luo Yuchen was also unconscious. There was no sun, moon, or stars in this Void Ghost Mansion, and Luo Yuchen didn't know how long he had been in a coma. Luo Yuchen held back the pain, and then pulled it hard, and the killing sword that pierced Luo Yuchen's abdomen was pulled out by Luo Yuchen fiercely! The blood immediately splashed out, and Luo Yuchen immediately saw that once the blood he spewed out fell on the other side of the flower, it was immediately absorbed by the other side flower!

Luo Yuchen immediately squinted his eyes and carefully looked at his situation. Luo Yuchen found that he was still in the sea of flowers on the other side, and the wound on his abdomen had stopped bleeding under the action of aura. There was no trace of blood on the ground, so I guess it should have been absorbed by the flowers on the other side. A painful expression flashed in Luo Yuchen's eyes, and then he immediately began to meditate.

There are a total of three powers in Luo Yuchen's body. Ziwei is really angry, angry, dead. Ziwei's true qi is the most powerful power in Luo Yuchen's body, and his anger is the existence of half a catty and eight taels of death. At this time, Luo Yuchen was already able to use his own crape myrtle true qi to steadily suppress the qi of life and death. Luo Yuchen and Yingluo have known each other for so many years, of course, they have already learned how to control their anger, and they also understand how to control their dead anger under the reverse push.

When Luo Yuchen entered the Taixu Ghost Mansion, he used Ziwei True Qi to wrap the death qi, and then let the death qi pour into the meridians of his body. In this way, under the investigation of others, Luo Yuchen is no different from a dead person, and when necessary, Luo Yuchen can also temporarily disperse Ziwei's true qi so that he can be virtualized.

But after all, death is a taboo in the human body, and Luo Yuchen didn't dare to let the death gas in his body get out of control in the slightest, so he brought Yingluo, a person who was completely condensed by anger. But at this time, Yingluo had already been arrested by Fan Wuxu, and Luo Yuchen didn't know how long he had been in a coma, but looking at it like this, Luo Yuchen also knew that he didn't have any chance to catch up with Fan Wusu at all.

For the use of anger, Luo Yuchen can only be on the creation of illusions, and for the death qi, Luo Yuchen can only make the body virtual. Therefore, Luo Yuchen hurriedly relied on the luck of Ziwei True Qi to suppress all the dead qi in his body, so that Ziwei True Qi once again took control of the body. Feeling the conflict of the three forces in his body, Luo Yuchen couldn't help but smile bitterly. This Qi of Life and Death and Ziwei True Qi are both extremely powerful forces in the world, and it is even more difficult for ordinary cultivators to obtain one of them. However, Luo Yuchen had to think hard about the conflict between these three forces.

In fact, the main purpose of the Jing clan's Heavenly Blood Refining Recipe is to use their own blood as a furnace to condense the spiritual energy between heaven and earth for Ziwei's true qi for their own use. However, the true qi of crape myrtle in this heaven and earth is relatively thin after all, so Jing Jian took the sword to the side, and directly extracted the spiritual qi from the human body for his own use! However, in the process of extraction, Jing Jian discovered the life and death qi in the human body, and this death qi Jing Jian simply used his own flesh and blood as a guide, and directly created a life beast with the body of a foreign beast to stuff this death qi into it, so that the life beast evolved. And this vitality is directly and completely tempered in its own meridians, so that the Jing clan has a long life and an incomparably strong ability to resurrect limbs. This is the Heavenly Blood Refining Formula.

However, when Luo Yuchen first used the Heavenly Blood Refining Technique, he only had spiritual energy in his body instead of compressed Ziwei True Qi, and Luo Yuchen was extremely careless in the Alien Beast Domain, and he directly encountered the ghost mother and came into contact with this life and death qi. In this way, the aura in Luo Yuchen's body could not suppress the qi of life and death like Ziwei's true qi, and could only be the meridians in the body that were nourished by the three forces together. After so many years, Luo Yuchen had already discovered that a change had occurred in his body, a change that he had never seen before in the Heavenly Blood Refining Technique.

Life and death are the forces of absolute opposition between the castes, and if these two forces come into contact with each other, they will immediately cause an extremely strong hedging effect. Therefore, even the Jing clan only used a single type of angry or dead qi, and there had never been a state of coexistence of two forces in Luo Yuchen's body.

Originally, Luo Yuchen thought that he had already corrected this Heavenly Blood Refining Technique, so he would no longer have any conflict between life and death. But this time, after Luo Yuchen entered the Taixu Ghost Mansion and rashly withdrew all the dead qi in Bu Ren's body, Luo Yuchen finally knew that he was wrong, and the mistake was quite outrageous.

Luo Yuchen has been using Ziwei True Qi to separate this life and death qi since he poured death qi into his body, but just now Luo Yuchen did not hesitate to harm himself in order to break the illusion and make himself unconscious. After Luo Yuchen woke up at this time, he finally found that he had a change in his body!

The three forces in Luo Yuchen's body have all been fused together! Black represents death, and white represents vitality, and this two qi of life and death actually worked perfectly in Luo Yuchen's body! A Taiji diagram slowly rotated in Luo Yuchen's dantian!

Of course, Luo Yuchen can't allow his body to have power that doesn't belong to him, not to mention that the qi of life and death is originally two extremes, Luo Yuchen doesn't think about when the two forces will have a fight in his body, and then blow up his body directly!

But no matter how Luo Yuchen twitched the qi of life and death in his body, this angry qi did not react at all! No matter how Luo Yuchen urged it, he would not move at all! Luo Yuchen couldn't help but smile bitterly, what is this called.

Since it was impossible to separate this life and death qi, Luo Yuchen was quiet. Anyway, there is no need to pump out the aura in his body to suppress the two annoying breaths of life and death. As for whether these two breaths of life and death would explode, Luo Yuchen didn't care so much. After all, if this life and death qi had exploded, it would have exploded long ago when Luo Yuchen was unconscious, and he didn't have to wait until now. What's more, this qi of life and death has already formed a Taiji diagram in Luo Yuchen's body, and no matter how Luo Yuchen urges, he will not be moved at all. Since he couldn't get rid of Luo Yuchen, he was a broken jar and a broken can, and let Taijitu stay in his body.

Luo Yuchen began to close his eyes and recuperate, and unconsciously, Luo Yuchen couldn't help but miss everything in that illusion. Everything in the illusion is so beautiful, so happy, that people are reluctant to leave. But everything that arrives together is fake.

Luo Yuchen found that his hair was already gray, and Luo Yuchen immediately understood that he was falling into the illusion, and the sea of flowers on the other side should have begun to absorb the vitality in his body. In just ten days in the illusion, Luo Yuchen already didn't know how much anger he had been sucked away! Luo Yuchen couldn't help but feel a little afraid.

This netherworld is too dangerous, and the first level of the weak water and bitter sea is to make people fall directly into the most tragic memory, and people dare not take a step forward! Only those who have overcome the suffering in their hearts, and can positively recognize their own mistakes and processes, as well as the misery of the past, can be freed from the weak water and bitter sea! But just after experiencing countless sufferings, when people are most mentally and physically exhausted, they will be pulled into the happiest illusion by the sea of flowers on the other side! Everything in the illusion of the sea of flowers on the other side is what people want most in their hearts, and everything will be arranged according to the wishes of the person who is pulled into the illusion! There are even some things that even the person who is pulled into does not know!

It's like Luo Yuchen has always treated Yingluo's sister on the spot, but in the past ten years, he still can't help but have a trace of affection in his heart. With just such a trace of affection, the sea of flowers on the other side was captured, and Yingluo was directly arranged to be Luo Yuchen's wife! What's more, this sea of flowers on the other side also let Jing Jian get out of trouble and let Chen San be reborn! How can this kind of ** make people willing to leave! Even Luo Yuchen sank in the sea of flowers on the other side for ten days!

Luo Yuchen slowly stood up, took a deep breath, and then walked forward slowly. A kilometer away, there was the bridge. The flowers on the other side of the ground are still constantly emitting this faint light, and in the light, you can faintly see everything Luo Yuchen wants to see. However, Luo Yuchen has already broken free from the illusion, of course, he will not be pulled into this illusion again!

The distance of a thousand meters is fleeting, and Luo Yuchen finally came to the side of this bridge! There is a three-meter-high stone tablet in front of this bridge, and there are two big characters written on the stone tablet.

This stele as a whole is a kind of cyan, but the word Nai He is written in a dark white, so that people have a feeling of not being able to see clearly at a glance, and only those who concentrate can see the word Na He clearly.

Just when Luo Yuchen just saw the word "helpless", suddenly his heart moved, and a thought occupied all of Luo Yuchen's mind in an instant!

The world is always so sad, so that there are countless regrets in people's hearts, but no matter how much time has passed, no matter how much regret is repented, it is impossible to recover the wrong things and missed people.

Life in the world is always so stumbling, so that although people meet, but they have to suffer from this fate, each has its own world, each has its own pursuit, and the people who care about it cannot be together.

The word fate is so precious, but it is always inadvertently found to be fate, but it cannot be grasped. The wry smile can only show that there is no fate.

Because there is a because, so there is a so, since there is a since, why bother to ask.

Luo Yuchen was stunned suddenly, and an ancient and desolate aura rushed straight to Luo Yuchen's heart! This is a kind of helplessness, a kind of sadness, a kind of helplessness that knows the end but is irretrievable, a kind of place where there are countless words to say but can only let out a final sigh. Nai He Bridge!

Luo Yuchen slowly boarded the bridge, and then slowly walked forward. At the moment when Luo Yuchen boarded the Nai He Bridge, a faint mist suddenly appeared on the entire Nai He Bridge, and there seemed to be countless people crying, laughing, and struggling in the fog. Luo Yuchen walked forward step by step.

Suddenly, Luo Yuchen stopped! Yingluo, standing in front of Luo Yuchen, ten meters apart, just looked at Luo Yuchen so stupidly! Luo Yuchen's heart was shocked! There was a look of ecstasy in his eyes!

In the dream, the bits and pieces of the ten days were echoing in Luo Yuchen's heart! The ten days made Luo Yuchen know how much he cared about Yingluo! But Luo Yuchen knew that these ten days were just an illusion, but now, Luo Yuchen finally caught up with Yingluo!

Luo Yuchen immediately rushed forward regardless of the group, hugged Yingluo, and told Yingluo! He cared about her! However, Luo Yuchen found that he couldn't move at all!

A woman slowly walked out of the fog behind Yingluo, unable to see her appearance or face clearly, she could only see the bowl she was holding in her hand. There is soup in the bowl. Meng Po Soup! Forget the Meng Po Soup of the Past and the Present!

Luo Yuchen struggled hard, but he felt that the life and death qi in his body did not move at all! Luo Yuchen found that he couldn't move at all! Yingluo looked at Luo Yuchen so stupidly, and her tears kept falling like pearls with broken threads. There was no language, no movement, just looking at Luo Yuchen stupidly, with a tearful smile, which made Luo Yuchen's heart tremble!

Meng Po didn't speak, didn't speak, just held the soup tremblingly in her hands, and didn't mean to urge Yingluo to drink it at all. But Yingluo just looked at Luo Yuchen so deeply, and then slowly, slowly took the bowl of soup in Meng Po's hand. If you drink that bowl, you will forget the Meng Po soup from the past life and the present life. If you drink it, you will forget Luo Yuchen's soup!

One bite, one bite ....... Luo Yuchen looked at Yingluo blankly, looking at himself stupidly, and then slowly drank the Meng Po soup! Tears kept flowing down Yingluo's eyes, flowing into the Meng Po soup, and flowing into Luo Yuchen's ......heart.

Yingluo left, and after Yingluo drank the bowl of Meng Po soup, she took a step back and walked into the fog, and she couldn't see a trace anymore, as if she had disappeared into Luo Yuchen's world forever and ever.

Luo Yuchen's eyes lost focus, and then slowly walked forward and came to Meng Po's side. Luo Yuchen's eyes stared blankly at the dense fog on the opposite side, and then tears flowed down uncontrollably. Why did you turn around and leave when I knew how important you were? Why didn't I cherish you when I was with you!

Luo Yuchen's thoughts have already returned to the illusion of the ten days, the ten days of day and night, and the ten days of affectionate looks. I thought that if I broke free from the illusion, then I could really join hands with Yingluo, but reality is not a dream after all. The reality is always so cruel that people don't have time to think about it carefully, so they are deeply toyed with this fate in applause.

The surrounding fog was already gradually drifting, and there seemed to be countless lonely souls and wild ghosts in the dense fog who were constantly crying and struggling. Is this a wandering ghost who has not entered reincarnation for thousands of years? In the past thousand years, have they also waited for the person who wants to wait? But can they wait for the person they want to wait for for a thousand years?

Meng Po stood beside Luo Yuchen, without speaking, without words, as if she had done a trivial matter. Luo Yuchen's eyes looked deeply at the thick fog, looking at Yingluo who had been swallowed by the thick fog, but he didn't have the courage to catch up. Even if she catches up, Yingluo still recognizes herself.

There are indescribable voices constantly echoing in the dense fog, as if there are countless wandering spirits constantly circling, Meng Po is slowly throwing something into the dense fog, as if she is attracting these souls who have been waiting for thousands of years. Cut off their wishful thinking.

Luo Yuchen's eyes only looked at Yingluo when he left, Yingluo's pearl-like tears, that peerless face, and that beautiful smile made Luo Yuchen look at the fog blankly.

The distant bell trembled softly, sounded faintly in the sky, and sank again. It was the song of the dead on the bridge, day and night.

On the bridge, Meng Po leisurely picked up the soup bowl. There are all kinds of people who come, some are calm, some are hideous, some are fearful, ....... Half-pushed, half-pushed, trembling, and drank the soup, after all, no one escaped. After all, it's not too much to drink, no less. Meng Po leisurely serves the soup bowl, and Meng Po leisurely collects the soup bowl .......

No matter how deep the love was in the previous life, walking on this Nai He Bridge was also steady and not chaotic at all. The heart is as calm as a mirror, and the heart is as heavy as a stone. This side of the bridge is silent, because the heart is dead, and the memory of the past life has been lost. On the other side of the bridge, mourning the sky, because of the heartbeat, I can't forget the lingering of this world.

"In the next life, continue the front edge. Meng Po occasionally heard a voice floating to her ears and smiled lightly. Looking down at you, a pot of soup, a pot of ordinary soup, just because of the addition of a seasoning called forgetting, it has also resisted the former vows.

The memory boat ran aground, a drop in the ocean, and the wind and waves were fleeting.

Occasionally, I feel that many things I have never done before, but they seem familiar.

No rock really moves, and the cruelest thing in the world is waiting. Waiting is the first old age of life, waiting for the epiphany to bloom again, waiting for the scenery to see through, and the moment when you drink the Meng Po soup, you can only swallow with tears.

In this life, hold her hand and love, just get closer, firmly, firmly, don't lose each other in the vast sea of people.

Or, you are you, I am me, we don't owe each other, and we go our separate ways to be happy. Even if you meet in your dreams, don't say hello again, smile, and pass by.

Or, let me have you for the rest of my life. Or, we never see each other.

If the heart moves, the tears have been a thousand lines. (To be continued.) )