122. The Yin-Yang River
Entering the cave, he rolled for a long time before hitting the ground, and because he was defenseless, Night Fengyun felt like his waist was about to fall apart.
Qianfeifei and Fuqin, who were just about to fall asleep, were frightened into a cold sweat by the screams of the night storm. Stand at the entrance of the cave and shout loudly for the night storm.
"I ...... I'm fine, don't worry. ”
Night Wind Cloud got up and rubbed his sore head incessantly. At this time, Qian Feifei and Fu Qin had also run in along the entrance of the cave. Ye Fengyun looked up and saw that this cave that appeared inexplicably was actually a downhill road, and the slope was not small.
"What kind of place is this? There wasn't this hole just now, why did I appear as soon as I leaned against that big tree, did it come to pit me?"
Night Wind Cloud looked around, the hole seemed to be very deep, it was pitch black, and nothing could be seen, but from the hole came a goosebump-giving howl, and a sense of foreboding arose.
With the help of the bright light of the energy screen above his head, he walked towards the depths of the cave, and after walking for a while, a huge gate that emitted dazzling golden light appeared in front of Ye Fengyun, and some gorgeous patterns were carved on the door, which looked like some formations.
Ye Fengyun tried to push the gate open, but the gate was tightly closed, even Ye Fengyun's brute force of more than 100,000 catties could only make the gate tremble.
Since ordinary methods can't be opened, there must be mechanisms, magic circles and the like! It's a pity that Fu Qiming is not here, otherwise it will be simple.
Ye Fengyun turned around in front of the golden gate and found a stone tablet, which was filled with dense ancient characters, which had been translated by Xian Ling'er. Now it finally became clear, it turned out that behind this golden gate was the Ziyun Cave they were looking for, and it was really nowhere to find it when they stepped through the iron shoes.
"Brother Fengyun, how do you get in?" asked Fu Qin, who rushed over.
"It's hard to enter, this is the cave that the Emperor of Heaven personally sealed. Ye Fengyun shook his head, there was really nothing he could do, if he couldn't crack it, he had to evacuate.
At this moment, the cave darkened, and a back figure floated out of the gate, and the black shadow seemed to be getting closer and closer, getting closer and closer to him.
Although Ye Fengyun is not afraid of heaven and earth, but at this time, I don't know why, his heartbeat accelerated, and the feeling of oppression became more and more intense as the black shadow approached, and the whole person seemed to be frozen, and all the spiritual power in his body was imprisoned by an inexplicable force. Not only him, but even the spiritual power of Qianfeifei and Fuqin was imprisoned.
"What power can imprison my chaotic power?
At this moment, there was a sudden eerie laughter behind him, and all the hairs on his body stood up, and he could feel the thick feeling of oppression coming from behind.
The figure that was originally in front of him had quietly arrived behind him at this time, and the feeling of fear from the depths of his soul was getting stronger and stronger.
The black shadow was getting closer and closer to him, but Ye Fengyun found that his body was unable to move for half a minute, and he was very panicked, and it was not at all uncomfortable to let others slaughter him.
"Brother Fengyun, what the hell is this dark shadow, why is it so powerful. Fu Qin said nervously.
Ye Fengyun kept trying to break through the shackles of his spiritual power, constantly shouting in his heart, trying his best to break free, but there was no obvious effect.
Suddenly, three bundles of fairy ropes were thrown out of the black shadow, and Ye Fengyun shouted "not good" in his heart, and then he was tied up by the golden rope, and a big mallet came to each of the three of them.
"Bang!Bang!"
The three of them fell unconscious, and their bodies fell to the ground limply, and it was pitch black in front of them......
As time passed little by little, Ye Fengyun slowly stood up, and found that he was actually locked in a small dark room, with Asa Feifei and Fu Qin lying beside him, not waking up yet.
"Who is so bold?
Ye Fengyun couldn't help but curse, his eyes were full of anger, he got up, slapped the dust on his body, thinking that when he found the figure who plotted against him, he must let him know that he knew how powerful I was!
"What kind of place is this, locked up for no reason?"
Swinging his fist and slamming it hard at the wall of the small black room, "Plop," Ye Fengyun fell to the ground, his fist had obviously hit the wall of the small black room, how could he still feel like he was hitting the void.
Just when Ye Fengyun was puzzled, Ziyun, who had been sleeping for more than a month, burst out of the Demon Slaying Holy Sword and fell in front of Ye Fengyun.
"Who are you to come here like this? Night Wind Cloud asked.
"Hehe, I'm Ziyun! I haven't seen you for a month, and I've forgotten about them?" Ziyun said a little crazy.
"Oh," Ye Fengyun carefully looked at Ziyun, becoming taller and more beautiful, and his face became white and red.
"Ziyun, if you come out now, is there a way for us to get out," Ye Fengyun asked excitedly.
Ziyun shook his head, "I can't, your Demon Slaying Holy Sword can." ”
"Oh! yes, my Demon Slaying Sword can absorb any power, even the power of the Void. With a wave of his hand, the Demon Slaying Holy Sword that instantly appeared in Ye Fengyun's hand emitted black and cyan destructive energy, and swept towards the void power of the small black room.
The blacks are getting lighter and lighter, and some vague shadows of objects are finally appearing around them. When the darkness is gone, the night storm actually presents an idyllic scenery in front of him.
Cattle and sheep graze happily in the meadow, and a large river runs through the meadow in front of them, and the water is murmuring, which is very pleasant. It's just that there are no people in a radius of a few miles, only on a pavilion by the water, through the curtains on the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the projection of a mature woman with a graceful figure and flowing hair.
The woman is surrounded by bursts of colorful mist, which makes people unable to take their eyes off, and they don't need to look at their faces to know that they must be overwhelmed. And this pastoral, apart from this pavilion, there are no more obvious surface buildings around it.
While Fu Qin and Qian Feifei were still unconscious, Ye Fengyun said to Ziyun, "You take care of them, maybe they are too tired, let them sleep well, I will meet which little lady, no, it is the girl in the attic." ”
Ziyun: "Poof!" Is the dragon god's affection really worthy of its name?
Night Fengyun: "This can't be nonsense, I'll ask where this is." I'll be back in a moment. ”
Ye Fengyun's heart was full of doubts, and he walked straight to the woman's position with his eyebrows locked, because there was only one woman in front of him nearby, and if he wanted to know where he was, he had to go and ask, even if it was not clear whether the other party was friend or foe.
"This sister-in-law upstairs, may I ask, do you know where this is?" In order to show respect, Ye Fengyun was very polite, and walked to the bottom of the attic where the woman was staying in a few steps, showing his brightest smile, pretending to be very cute and asking.
Because the phrase "reach out and don't hit the smiling person" has always been deeply imprinted in Ye Fengyun's mind, it used to be others smiling at him, but now it is just a suitable opportunity to try it himself.
It's a pity that even such a bright smile didn't make the woman in front of her have any expression, or any movement that wanted to speak, just stood quietly in place, looking directly at the night storm downstairs with a look of hatred on her face.
Such a move made Ye Fengyun confused, and he stood with the woman in place, looking at the woman with his eyes, thinking about how to make the woman in front of him speak.
The two of them looked at each other quietly, not moving, just like that, neither of them spoke first, as if comparing with the other party, who could hold on better.
"Sister Fairy, don't you know how to speak?" Ye Fengyun couldn't hold on, and sat on the ground casually, looking at the fairy-like figure of the woman stupidly.
As soon as these words came out, the woman finally reacted, glanced at Ye Fengyun lightly, and her eyes became much gentler, but she still didn't speak.
"Sister Fairy, are you the guardian saint here, why is the surrounding colorful light and mist emanating from you?"
Ye Fengyun pretended to be ignorant, hoping to use this to dispel the vigilance of the woman in front of him, even if it was only a short contact of less than half an hour, he already knew that the woman in front of him was very cautious and liked to listen to the obedient character.
"I'm a yin-yang ferryman. The woman's voice rose slowly, with a hint of alienation in her tone, without a trace of emotional ups and downs.
The woman's sudden voice made Ye Fengyun not react, and stood stupidly in place, and only reacted after a while. 8090
"Yin and Yang Ferryman, is it your name, or is it your profession? Why is there such a scary gimmick. Ye Fengyun asked suspiciously.
"What's the difference? I don't have a name, I'm just a ferryman on the Yin-Yang River of this world. The woman's flat voice sounded again, explaining the night storm.
"Yin Yang River, what kind of place is it, is it the same as the Lechuan River in our world? But shouldn't that place be in charge of Meng Po?" Ye Fengyun kept muttering, always feeling that he was missing something, but he just couldn't remember.
The beauty didn't speak, just stood quietly in place, as if nothing had happened, waiting for Ye Fengyun to speak again, making it unpredictable for people to understand her emotions.
"Do you have Meng Po soup, legend has it that after people die, they have to go to hell to walk across the Lechuan River, go up to the Nai He Bridge, and drink a bowl of Meng Po soup after meeting Meng Po, cut off the past, forget everything and start again. Night Wind Cloud asked.
The woman nodded faintly, looking at Ye Fengyun suspiciously, not understanding why he was so excited.
Ye Fengyun thought of the legend of Meng Po, lowered his head and pondered for a few seconds, and suddenly looked up at the woman in front of him.
"Where is this? Do you mean we're dead? Are you the ferryman who came to pick us up? But why don't you have a boat?" Night Storm's tone was a little agitated, for he couldn't figure out why he was dead.
The woman didn't speak, she waved her sleeves lightly, the colorful halo around her disappeared, the attic disappeared, the original clear river water also disappeared, and turned into an angry roaring river full of black gas, a lone sailboat appeared on the river, and a lantern stood on the boat, and the lantern jumped in front of Ye Fengyun and made a gesture of please.
"Hmph! It's really a dead man, and it's polite enough. Without refusal, Ye Fengyun followed the lantern to the galleon, and which beautiful woman sat in the cabin, looking at Ye Fengyun suspiciously.
"Go ahead," said the beautiful woman to the lantern.
The lantern nodded slightly, and bounced out of the cabin, standing at the bow again.
"Here, is the Yin and Yang River, when you drink this bowl of soup, after crossing this river, even if you are really dead, all the troubles and sorrows in the world will become a passing cloud, and your soul will be appeased, and you will live here for 10,000 years. ”
The woman's voice was still very flat, and there was no fluctuation because of the strange mood and stunned expression of the night at this time.
Ye Fengyun got an accurate answer, and suddenly began to become excited, and said in disbelief: "I, I'm dead?"
The woman nodded lightly, so small that she couldn't discern it without looking carefully, and she didn't deny Ye Fengyun's words, but she didn't make it clear, affirming Ye Fengyun's words.
Ye Fengyun looked at the surrounding scene in disbelief, he couldn't accept the fact that he was dead, and suddenly stood up and paced in place a little crazy, as if he was looking for something.
Ye Fengyun endured the shock in his heart, and the Yin and Yang River in front of him brought him too much to believe.
"Am I really dead? What happened to the man and the woman who came in earlier, are they also dead?"
Ye Fengyun couldn't believe it and asked again that he hadn't found what he was looking for, and he was naturally very puzzled, and couldn't believe that he was really dead.
"Yes, they are also dead, why did you come to me?"
Meng Po didn't answer the question, and looked at the somewhat crazy night storm in front of her suspiciously, this was the first time she saw someone who couldn't believe that she was dead, and usually when she heard herself say that they were dead, they would collapse, and this young man was really not afraid at all, just stunned.
"Are you here just to tell me about your death?" Ye Fengyun asked after thinking about it.
"I exist to tell everyone who passes by here that they are dead. ”
The beauty's voice was very flat, so that Ye Fengyun couldn't grasp her emotions.
"Hehe, it's all over, do you think you can trap me with this illusion? ”
Ye Fengyun suddenly burst out laughing, and the Demon Slaying Holy Sword in his left hand was held high above his head, and countless golden, black, and cyan lights shone alternately. As if to tear everything apart. The right hand reached forward and grabbed the woman's throat with one hand.
"Ahh
And on a big rock stood the already stunned Fuqin, Shallow Feifei, and Ziyun.
The three of them looked at Ye Fengyun and the dying woman in his hands with shocked expressions.
"Smack!" Ye Fengyun threw the woman to the ground, "Who are you, say it quickly, or your soul will be scattered." ”
The woman asked with a look of surprise, "How do you know that this is an illusion, I just want to use the Celestial War Armor to attract people here, so as to replenish the power of the essence that I am constantly consuming."
"Heh, if I'm not mistaken, the illusion just now is the world's first illusion, the Blood River God Killing Array. If I hadn't seen this formation from a dwarf god-level martial artist, I would have really been deceived by you. Ye Fengyun said coldly.
"The old lady admits it, and you can dispose of it. After saying that, the woman closed her eyes and sat opposite Ye Fengyun without saying anything more.
"Tell us, a man and a woman who just entered here went there, and I'll let you go. Night Wind Cloud said.
"Hehe, I'm just telling you, do you dare to go?" the woman said.
"Then it's not for you to think about it, you just need to tell me where they are," Night Wind looked at the woman coldly.
Perhaps frightened by the majesty of the night storm, the woman thought about it and said, "They were captured by the ghost king, and they were kept in a huge stone coffin in the center of the ghost valley, and when the ghost lady went, they ate them together." ”
"Hehe, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it, because the ghost lady has been killed by me. Ye Fengyun laughed and dragged Qianfeifei and a few people towards the center of the ghost valley.
In the early morning, a soft light purple and fish-belly white appeared in the east, and the eerie ghost valley gradually regained its calm at dawn, and a large number of ghosts disappeared into the formation.
"It's finally dawn. ”
In the middle of the night, a few people in Ye Fengyun, who had consumed a lot of spiritual power, breathed a sigh of relief, dragged their tired bodies to find a stone house without the living dead, and a few people slowly sat down and recovered.
After about a few hours, Ye Fengyun, Qianfeifei, Fuqin, and Ziyun successively recovered their consumed spiritual power and physical strength, and woke up in pranayama. Shake off a layer of residue on your body, and feel extremely comfortable.
Leaving the stone house, everyone looked towards the huge sarcophagus in the center of the Ghost Valley, and vaguely felt a huge fluctuation of spiritual power.
Ye Fengyun and his party were just about to leave, when a voice came from behind, "How did you recover so quickly, aren't you affected by the yin qi here?"
Yesterday they had just fought all night, and they recovered so quickly, the woman asked curiously.
"Why are you, I said I won't kill you, you can go, the spiritual power in my body is very lightly suppressed by the yin qi of the ghost valley, and the yin qi in the ghost valley has limited influence on me. Ye Fengyun said vaguely, unwilling to easily expose his strength.
"Do you have the blood of the Heavenly Emperor? ”
The woman's eyebrows lifted slightly, revealing a surprised look, and asked curiously.
"Yes, I am the gifted, jade tree in the wind, and the graceful night storm. Ye Fengyun said shamelessly.
"Forget it, I don't ask you, everyone has their own secrets. ”
Thinking that everyone has their own secrets, the woman didn't ask any further, stood up from the stone, looked at the blood-colored mist on the periphery of the Ghost Valley, said goodbye to the night storm, and left the Ghost Valley.