Outside Daliang City, on the banks of Weiming Lake, the black and white Xuan Jian tied his double swords and looked at the lake quietly.

This was the most relaxing place in his life, the happiest and most painful place. He didn't care about the spy he followed, it was a matter of time sooner or later.

Once the Tao begins, these people can find this place, but it is only a matter of time, so they are too lazy to pay attention to it.

"Do you know, I have escaped from the net and become a Taoist protector."

"You don't know that Taiyi Mountain is really big, and there are really many experts."

"There are really many lunatics!"

"I've seen my son. His name is Tian Ci. If the farmer has to train him with all his strength, he may become the number one expert in the farmer in the future."

"I'm back, I'm back here. Over the years, I've transformed into Ba Linglong and slept for a long time."

Heibai Xuanjian sat by the lake and said quietly to the lake, his face full of smiles.

"Senior brother, I'm sure, it's Heibai Xuanjian, but his realm is a bit unsure!" Mei Sanniang said to Dian Qing, who led the Wei Wushu to arrive.

"Half-step on the extreme realm of heaven and man, I never thought that he had made such great progress over the years!" Dian Qing looked at Heibai Xuanjian sitting by the lake and said silently.

No wonder the prince pretended not to let them take action. With the current strength of Heibai Xuanjian, they may not be opponents, especially the two Taoist leaders who don’t know where to hide.

"They are here!" Heibai Xuanjian glanced at the place where Dian Qing and others were hiding and said lightly.

"Wuchenzi is just a fool. How could he do it if he destroys Zhao's army in three months?" Heibai Xuanjian continued.

"I know why he went to Zhao State, because he was afraid of death, really. If he had not suppressed him, the battle between Qin and Zhao would have been full of corpses, so he went, minimizing the death caused by the war." Heibai Xuanjian said.

"Huh~" A gust of wind blew, and the figure of Heibai Xuanjian became erratic, and his breath seemed to be disordered.

"Senior Brother!" Mei Sanniang immediately looked at Dian Qing.

Dian Qing and others frowned. Although Hei Bai Xuan Jian was standing there, his breath disappeared.

"Taoism, the escape of the dream butterfly?" Dian Qing frowned. Could it be that they only saw a false body that was about to break?

"It's not like, the person is still there, but the breath is gone!" Mei Sanniang said.

"I just want to see you again!" Heibai Xuanjian looked at the ancient Styx scrolls handed to him by Wu Chenzi in his hand.

Wu Chenzi once said that the Ancient Sculpture of the Styx can transcend time and space, yin and yang, and go into the Styx to find the souls of the dead.

However, no one has ever used it or seen it. It’s just that the River Styx is listed as a Taoist forbidden technique, which seems to be a different danger.

Quiet, desolate, sad and silent, a pale and mysterious aura enveloped Heibai Xuanjian. Heibai Xuanjian looked up and looked in front of him. It was no longer the lake water outside Daliang City, but also a desolate, quaint and dark city tower.

"Gate of Hell!" Heibai Xuanjian looked at the three big words written on the city gate. It turned out that the underworld really existed!

However, there were only negligent ghost shadows floating in this gate of hell, but no manager of the underworld was seen. There was no one guarding the entire gate of hell, allowing the ghost shadow to float away.

"Wei Qianqian!" Heibai Xuanjian shouted loudly, only he realized that his shouting was completely silent, only the sound of the whimpering wind.

"Ghost Gate, Huangquan Road, Wangxiangtai, Mengpo Pavilion, Three Life Stone, Forget River, Naihe Bridge, Ten Halls of Reincarnation!" Heibai Xuanjian remembered the records about the underworld in the Taoist collection.

So, Heibai Xuanjian walked into the Gate of Ghost, and a muddy yellow spring road pointed straight ahead.

"Why can't a ghost mess be seen? Is the Netherworld disorder?" Heibai Xuanjian frowned as he looked at the undead surrounded by shaking people.

On the entire road to the underworld, no manager saw it except the dead souls, and everything was disorderly existence.

Heibai Xuanjian looked at the dead souls around him and ignored everything else. Wu Chenzi told him that there was a great horror in the entry of the living soul into the underworld. He must return before the rooster crows in the dawn, otherwise no one knows the consequences.

Therefore, Heibai Xuanjian rushed to Wangxiangtai quickly. In less than a moment, a ground platform made of loess appeared in front of him, and many undead stopped on Wangxiangtai and looked up.

"This is Wangxiangtai!" Heibai Xuanjian walked up to Wangxiangtai and looked up.

"Sure enough, you can see the world here!" Heibai Xuanjian saw the Weiming Lake where his body was, and also saw Dian Qing and others who were about to kill him. However, these people didn't know what they were afraid of and dared not take action.

"Can you only watch ten breaths?" Heibai Xuanjian frowned. He could only watch ten breaths on the Wangxiang platform, and he could no longer see anything.

Apart from his body, he could only see the gods who played with the five-colored windmills in the farmyard again.

"Have you ever stood here and watched us?" Heibai Xuanjian sighed and walked down the Wangxiangtai. Maybe she had looked back at him here as well.

I just don’t know how reluctant she was at that time?

Heibai Xuanjian did not stop and continued to move forward. A blasting pavilion appeared, but he did not see the old woman who made soup as Wu Chenzi said!

"What happened in the Netherworld Heaven? Why can't an orderly person see it!" Heibai Xuanjian pondered, he had to go back to tell Wu Chenzi about what happened here.

Where there are people, there will be a river and a lake, and there will be an order manager, but there are many dead souls here, but there is no order manager.

All the dead souls wander here, and only a few will move forward and walk across the Naihe Bridge.

"After they walked onto the bridge, they seemed to have their memories wiped out!" Heibai Xuanjian observed for a while and found that all the dead souls who stepped onto the Naihe Bridge would become numb and confused, guided forward by some force, and then disappear into a snow-white and red sea of ​​flowers on the other side.

"In the Taoist collection, isn't the red shore flower red? Why is the red shore flower still snow-white here?" Heibai Xuan Jian frowned.

After all, he was in Taoism for a while, and he had only heard Wu Chenzi say one of the two forms of the red flower, which was the red that was born in the underworld, which was the summoning of the god of death, the only color of the underworld and the only color that the undead finally saw.

The other side of the river is divided into two colors. The snow-white mandala flower blooms on the road to heaven, representing rebirth; the red manzhushahua blooms on the road to hell, representing death.

However, what Heibai Xuanjian saw was the snow-white mandalahua and the red manzhushahua blooming together in the underworld.

"I hope you haven't left, didn't walk on the Naihe Bridge, and you've been waiting for me here!" Heibai Xuanjian looked at the Naihe Bridge and did not dare to step on.

The Three Lives Stone is his only hope. If you want Wei Qianqian to leave, you can only find the Three Lives Tree and Three Lives Stone in front of Naihe, the Wangchuan River.

Heibai Xuanjian turned around and walked down the Wangchuan River. According to Wu Chenzi, the Three Life Tree and Three Life Stone are easy to find. Not far from the Naihe Bridge, it is a place for the dead souls to watch the past Three Life.

With the disorder in the underworld, those without order drove the undead to step onto the Naihe Bridge. Therefore, Heibai Xuanjian believed that if Wei Qianqian came to the Three Life Stone, she would definitely stay under the Three Life Tree and wait for him.

Heibai Xuanjian was getting more and more anxious, but he was uneasy. He didn't know what he would do if Wei Qianqian was really there. Yin and Yang were separated, and he could really resist taking her away?

After taking her away, how can you face Wu Chenzi? Moreover, Wu Chenzi said that if he dares to take any dead soul away, Wu Chenzi will chase him personally.

"How could this happen!" Heibai Xuanjian's eyes were dull, unable to believe his eyes.

I saw an ancient giant tree with fireflies in front of me falling down, and the roots were exposed. Although I was still living tenaciously, it could not change the fact that it was overturned.

"Who is it that dares to overturn the Sansheng Tree!" Although Heibai Xuanjian had never seen the Sansheng Tree, what he saw in front of him was telling him that this was the Sansheng Tree.

"Three Lives Stone!" Heibai Xuanjian immediately reacted. The Three Lives Tree fell. Can the Three Lives Stone under the Three Lives Tree still exist?

Bypassing the huge tree trunk, a half-man-high stone that was irregularly turning around the fluorescent light appeared in front of him.

The dead souls gathered here, constantly touching the stone, and the faces of the dead were filled with smiles from the heart.

Hei and Bai Xuan Jian kept searching in the undead group, but there were too many undead.

"Qianqian!" Heibai Xuanjian slapped at a dead soul.

The Dead Soul turned his head to look at him, then turned back.

"I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person!" Heibai Xuanjian was disappointed. He was so similar. Unfortunately, he just looked like him. After all, it was not her.

Through the long group of dead souls, Heibai Xuanjian saw figures that looked like her again and again, but he was disappointed again and again and never saw her.

Finally, Heibai Xuanjian came to the Three Lives Stone and found that the Three Lives Stone had also been cut off. A sharp sword mark cut off the Three Lives Stone with one sword, leaving only most of it standing here.

"Who is so powerful!" Heibai Xuanjian looked at the sword marks left on the Three Lives Stone, felt the remaining sword intent on the sword marks, but was instantly shocked.

The person who left the sword marks was too strong, and he didn't even have the qualifications to understand the sword intent.

However, Heibai Xuanjian still touched the Three Lives Stone, and the scenes appeared in front of him, but they were all not what he wanted.

The Three Lives Stone records the Three Lives Three Worlds of the Dead Soul, but Heibai Xuanjian did not see what he wanted to see.

"Why not?" Heibai Xuanjian's eyes were dull. He saw his first two lives, but he never saw his life.

No one paid attention to the other souls, and everyone was immersed in their own three lives of beauty.

"Are you thinking about why you can't see your life?" A purple robe suddenly appeared next to the Three Lives Stone and asked, looking at Heibai Xuanjian.

"It's you!" Heibai Xuanjian said as he looked at Ziyi's back.

"Do you know me?" The man in purple asked in surprise without looking back.

"The Three Lives Stones shine with Three Lives. In the first two lives, you have been in my past!" said Heibai Xuan Jianshu.

The most important thing is that although the man in purple did not carry a sword, he felt that the person who pushed down the Three Life Tree and cut off the Three Life Stone was the purple clothing in front of him.

"So that's it!" The man in purple nodded slightly, and then said, "The Three Life Stone shows the Three Life. Because you are not dead, you cannot see your life!"

Heibai Xuanjian then realized it, looked at Ziyi's back and spoke respectfully, "Senior, do you know where she is?"

"How do you know where I will know?" asked the man in purple.

"Because here, only seniors can hear me, and I can only hear my voice. Except for seniors, I don't know who to ask!" Heibai Xuanjian said.

"Are you seeking medical treatment in a hurry? So that's it!" Ziyi nodded and continued: "You have seen the Netherworld Disorder. Do you think it's possible in this busy billions of dead souls who have stepped across the Naihe Bridge?"

"Senior, I believe I must know!" Heibai Xuanjian looked at Ziyi and said affirmatively.

"I do know, but why do I tell you?" The man in purple asked with a smile.

"What do you want to do with Hei Bai? No one dares to refuse if the power of Hei Bai is reaching!" Hei Bai Xuan Jian said.

"She is not in the Netherworld!" said the man in purple.

"Not in the Netherworld!" Hei Bai Xuan Jian was stunned. The dead soul was no longer in the Netherworld. The only place to go was reincarnation. He could not see her for the last time.

"The Forget River is watered by the tears of the dead souls, hot and cold. However, according to ancient sayings, if someone can soak in the Forget River, he will be able to see the person he wants to see again. No matter how many times he has been reborn after many years, he will be able to meet again!" The man in purple narrated calmly.
To be continued...