The blood-blurred vision gradually became clear. Inside the view was a large lake with endless view. The tiny waves slowly pushed ashore, wetting the collars of the clothes.

Han Jiangchen suddenly stood up. At some point, they were lying beside a long lake, while the small mountain villages around had disappeared without a trace.

Instead, there are exquisite wooden houses on the shore. At first glance, there are guest villages, teahouses, theaters, and various colorful flags roaming outside the building, with an antique charm, as if they were back thousands of years ago in a moment.

"Is this a blessed land?"

Jiang Ling, who was lying beside him, also got up and looked in front of her, looking surprised.

There is indeed a lake in front of me, or a fairy spring.

The orioles and swallows dance on this spring, and the mist and steam spread out. It is a kind of spring outside the world, probably the legendary one that can live forever after being soaked.

On the lake surface, about a mile away, a raft floated on the water. There was an old man wearing a straw raincoat, wearing a straw hat, waiting there with a rudder, waiting quietly.

Han Jiangchen's pupils shook, and he hurriedly pressed Jiang Ling down to hide.

The old man looked ordinary, but in his eyes, there was a rolling spiritual power on his body, and it seemed that his cultivation level was not below the two of them.

Jiang Ling probably saw this, and did not come forward rashly, but continued to restrain her breath and crouched in place, with her five senses open and listening quietly.

"Here you come." The old man in the distance suddenly spoke.

As he spoke, two human figures suddenly walked out of the fog in front of the spring, with a very familiar outline: one was the "elder" in the village, and the other was Su Yuzhu.

"This is the candidate for Shiwu City this year. The psychic position is 'Nose', which is a good seed."

The elder said, "This should be the last batch. Daozi must be resurrected tonight. Now the outside world changes, and if we do not speed up the connection with the upper world, we may lose all our efforts."

"The outside world changes?" The old man raised his hat, "I have been in this ghost town for a thousand years, turning a blind eye to foreign affairs - how has the outside world changed now?"

"The so-called "people's cultivation of immortals" has begun to be popularized among the mortals, and now the official Chinese government is the leader." The elder said, "They... have obtained the real Qi refining method."

"..." The old man pondered for a moment, "Is the 'Kunlun University' the one who led this situation?"

“It seems, now, yes.”

The elder nodded: "I don't know what kind of methods are there in that 'university'. Only two years after the revival of spiritual energy, a group of students who have built foundations and built more than the foundation have been taught. All signs show that the existence in it... has the strength of it far exceeds our imagination - and it may even be no less than that of 'real people'."

"Not less than a real person?" The old man's tone of calmness finally fluctuated. "How can such an existence stand on the side of mortals? If he really has such strength, he should have understood the principles of heaven and earth long ago."

"It's not clear that when it recruited members, we tried to send people to hang in, but they all ended in failure."

The elder shook his head: "They are very smart. They have always secretly expanded their influence and taken the opportunity to suggest the existence of the revival of spiritual energy in the outside world. On the day of the world, Dabai directly connected himself with China without any gaps."

"Now they stand on the side of China, with the country as their size, and their eyes are spread all over the world. If they take action against it, they will inevitably target the entire China. This directly makes us lose the ability to confront it... It is really far-sighted, and it is hard to imagine that these are not planned in advance."

"Indeed, the exquisite layout method must be from the hands of experts and beyond our ability."

The old man sighed: "I don't know what kind of trump card the university has mastered, so it's better not to act rashly on it."

"I have talked to the other elders. Half of them believe that they can avoid them in the future and do not be exposed unless necessary. While they are in the name of the name, we are in the dark, and we are focused on preparing the 'ritual', with the ultimate goal as priority. When Daozi recovers and leads the immortals to the world, their policies will be broken."

"Yes... that's all." The old man sighed quietly, "Then, let's focus on the incident of Daozi Su Sheng tonight - come up, and take you there."

The elder stepped on his toes and landed lightly on the raft, turning around and looking at Su Yuzhu. The latter stood on the shore and looked at the two immortals on the raft, but hesitantly did not dare to step on.

"Elder, what is the 'Shiwuhao City' you just mentioned? There should be no city with this name around our village."

He seemed to be unable to understand the conversation between the two of them just now: "And... what do you mean by Daozi's resurrection? Did Daozi die before? And the 'Kunlun University' you mentioned..."

"Don't ask too much. You now know nothing about the way to cultivate immortality, and you will understand these things in the future."

The old man did not answer positively, but just pondered slightly, looked up at the sky: "And, it's almost dark."

Su Yuzhu's speech stopped and closed her mouth under the pressure. After all, she jumped and jumped onto the raft with the elder. The old man rowed and slowly wandered away.

Until the raft disappeared from sight, Han and Jiang repeatedly confirmed that there was no one around, so they both stood up from the huge rock where they were hiding. They were thinking about countermeasures, but they heard a sound of gongs.

"It's dark and bright, and yin and yang are the way-"

There was obviously no figure around, but the sound was so clear. With a sound, it seemed to alarm the sky. Then I saw the sky light in the sky suddenly dimming, the blue sky and white clouds turned into rolling black clouds in a few breaths, and the red moon in the black sea was in the sky.

It's dark.

The moonlight slanted, dyeing the entire lake with the same red color. As the red water swelled, I could see a long bridge across the lake in the distance. It hangs under a bloody moon and looks extremely lonely.

"This bridge..." Jiang Ling frowned and looked at Han Jiangchen next to her, but saw a touch of white suddenly appear on the latter's face.

"On that bridge..." He looked at the empty long bridge and lowered his voice, "There are all people on the bridge."

If others saw this scene, they would not think it was anything, but when they fell into his eyes, they could see countless figures walking towards the bridge in a mighty manner, with their steps as if floating in the air.

They lined up to step onto the long bridge that seemed boundless, crossed the lake, and walked towards the outline of the mountain peak on the other side.

Behind them, the gong sounded again.

"It's dark and bright, and yin and yang are the way-"

"Walking through the Yellow Spring, Yin and Yang are separated by—"

...

...

Amid the sound, Jiang Ling's face sank

Although she did not have Han Jiangchen's spiritual eyes, as a soul cultivator, she naturally could not not notice the abnormality on the bridge.

"Since Su Yuzhu has also arrived here, then this should be the "Kunlun Mountain" where they teach the method of cultivation... I was thinking before that this mountain must be hidden in order to truly avoid people's eyes and ears. It turned out to be in the blessed land."

She thought for a moment, put her hand on Han Jiangchen's shoulder, and her fingertips were a little cold: "Put the sneak talisman, follow behind first, and see what the 'ritual' they were talking about. They mentioned the school just now, and I'm afraid this is not that simple."

"Be careful when taking action. I don't know why we were brought into the blessed land yet... But according to the school's teaching, if you want to get out from here, you must first touch the core. This is probably the place they are going to."

Han Jiangchen agreed, and both of them pulled up the hood behind their backs to cover their faces, followed closely behind the team, and walked forward.

The cold wind blew across the empty bridge in front of him, and it seemed to be mixed with the girl's crisp voice.

"This three-pointed bridge is the famous Naihe Bridge, the first level for the deceased to enter the underworld..."

Han Jiangchen narrowed his eyes and saw a pale girl in the team ahead looking empty, her lips and teeth opening and closing.

"…From here, we officially entered the 'yin Cao Underworld'. This road is the Huangquan Road that everyone knows, divided into yin and yang, let's take a walk..."

Her voice drowned in the team, like water drops falling into the sea, and was blown away in just a moment.

The faint red moon and the red water reflect the reflection of the long bridge, and there are only two people on the bridge.

...

...

The red moon is in the sky, and this bridge is as long as there is no end, and thousands of people around me pass by each other, as if only such a road is left between heaven and earth, they are the last travelers on this road.

Someone once said: If you see a road, up, down, left, or right, and you will never reach the boundary, then you will die.

It was indeed a sense of oppression like death.

For a moment, it even makes people wonder if they are dead long ago, but they just drift with these dead souls.

During the process, they always walked closely to each other. At this time, only the body temperature of another person can make them realize their own existence and not be overwhelmed by the cold pressure.

I don’t know how long I walked, but I heard the sound of Chishui slamming the shore next to me louder and louder. Finally, what appeared in front of them was a black gate, standing there like crossing the heaven and earth, with three blood-colored characters carved on it.

gate of hell.

The two stopped in front of the door and hid quickly.

It is not because of the deterrence of the "Gate of Hell" but because behind that gate, there were two strange figures standing there.

It is not a soul, but a real "person".

They were wearing black and white Taoist uniforms, standing there like black and white impermanence, monitoring the ghosts coming from the bridge in the center.

The moment you step into this "Gate of Ghost", you can see the technique engraved on the gate post flashing faintly, instantly turning those soul bodies into blue smoke. The smoke swayed upwards, as if attracted by something, and rushed straight to the top of the mountain.

The soul behind him trembled, as if he felt fear, but he still couldn't stop moving forward and was still walking into the door step by step, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Throughout the whole process, there was no response to the "black and white impermanence".

Under the red moon, their faces had the same expression: his expression was dark and indifferent, as if he was beyond the world, but also contained the... piety of believers.

"Has the soul energy been collected enough?" When the last soul turned into smoke, the "Hei Wuchang" asked.

"Add this batch, the mind should be collected enough." Bai Wuchang replied, "The elixir that gave him huge vitality has also brought back a while ago... the body and soul are gathered together, and everything is ready."

Hei Wuchang responded with a voice, closed his eyes and raised his head, and murmured: "The time for the submission of the spirit is coming. Tonight, 'Daozi' will reshape his body, and he was born in the world from this Huangquan."

"With Daozi's guidance, the real person will be able to contact the world soon, and in the future, the immortal world will return to the world... and finally the world can be reproduced."

He sighed so much, opened his eyes again, and glanced around: "Today is a critical moment. Everyone must adjust their condition to the best, and prepare to welcome Daozi."

With a shout, the black and white impermanence took off and quickly moved inside. After no rest was allowed around, Han and Jiang quietly stood up, adjusted the sneak talisman on their bodies, converged their breath to the lowest point, and carefully chased them.

"The two people just now have good cultivation levels." Han Jiangchen whispered.

"Well, look at the breath, it should not be below you and me."

Jiang Ling looked at the door and frowned: "It sounds like they are going to do a ritual similar to a sacrifice to resurrect the 'Daozi'... This is not that simple, I will act on the next thing myself."

When she said this, she tried her best to hide the throbbing in her heart, but she still accelerated her speech unintentionally.

For some reason, whether it was the "elder" before or the people later gave her a sense of familiarity and oppression that she had not seen for a long time, it felt like an old friend she hadn't seen for a long time.
To be continued...