A thought suddenly appeared in Xiao Hua's mind. He hurriedly said, "Senior, quick … Quick, use the axe to chop off my shadow!"
Chong Yunqian did not know what to do. When he heard Xiao Hua's words, he hurriedly stepped forward and chopped at the shadow on the ground!
"Swoosh" The axe fell and splashed the water-like soil. Unfortunately, the shadow did not break away. Instead, Xiao Hua felt a sharp pain that made him groan uncontrollably!
"I … I'm sorry!" Chong Yunqian blushed as if it was his fault that he did not chop off the shadow.
Xiao Hua did not have time to care. He felt his soul getting thinner and thinner. He hurriedly looked around again. When he saw that there was no shadow on the Wishful Rod, and his own shadow had fallen on the mountain rock, he woke up from his dream. He raised his hand in front of himself where the moonlight shone. He hurriedly said, "Senior, chop it off here!"
"Ah? How … How could it be there? "Chong Yunqian was puzzled.
However, Chong Yunqian didn't have time to think too much. He raised his broad axe and chopped in front of Xiao Hua with a "wu" sound. What was strange was that when the broad axe landed, a "shua …" sound was heard. It was as if a piece of skin had been removed out of thin air. The moonlight shattered and the shadow under Xiao Hua's body disappeared!
"Quick, Senior!" Xiao Hua felt a warmth in his body. He knew that this method was working. He hurriedly urged in joy.
Chong Yunqian waved his hand to his side and felt the same. Chong Yunqian laughed, "Haha, so that's how it is. I thought that the moonlight would not be able to chop it off!"
"Let's go!" Xiao Hua looked at the ground and saw another wave-like silhouette gradually forming. He urged with lingering fear.
Although Xiao Hua knew how to break the shadow technique, it took almost two hours for Chong Yunqian and Xiao Hua to escape from the purple moonlight's shroud!
Strangely, Xiao Hua carefully calculated. The number of shadows that he had beheaded from his divine soul was not more, not less, it was another three hundred and sixty-five!
"Damn it!" Xiao Hua looked at the Purple Moon that was hidden in the sky. It seemed like the east was about to dawn. He could not help but curse softly, "Could this Mount Wushang be an Illusory Array?"
With Xiao Hua's current strength, it was impossible for him to tell whether it was an illusory formation or not. However, as he looked at the rising dusk and the seemingly endless Mount Wushang, another memory appeared in Xiao Hua's mind. It was like Suanzao Ridge and Mount Wuzhi. Just as Xiao Hua's eyes were slightly confused, Chong Yunqian shouted, "Quick, look, it's the top of Mount Wushang!"
"Where?" Xiao Hua was overjoyed and quickly looked in the direction that Chong Yunqian was pointing. He saw a waterfall of light cascading down like water on Mount Wushang. The dusky yellow and light purple were surging like waves. Some of the clouds were hazy like the waves. No matter how he looked at it, it was a mountain ridge. How could there be a mountain top?
"You … you can't see it?" Chong Yunqian looked at Xiao Hua thoughtfully and said, "Where the sun rises, there are mountains and rocks like waves. Where the five-colored clouds cover, there are even worldly phenomena?"
Xiao Hua's heart skipped a beat. He shook his head and said, "I … I can't see it …"
"Well …" Chong Yunqian smiled and said, "You are now in the form of a ghost. Your five senses are different from your physical body. When you reach the top of the mountain, everything will be clear!"
"Then I'll have to trouble you to lead the way!" Xiao Hua stood on the Wishful Scepter and saluted Chong Yunqian. He was really emotional. If it were not for Chong Yunqian, even if he reached the top of Mount Wushang, he was afraid that he would not be able to find the way back!
"It's okay …" Chong Yunqian waved his hand and said, "Helping you is helping me. Let's go quickly!"
Chong Yunqian walked forward quickly, and Xiao Hua followed behind. They continued to walk for nearly a hundred miles. This hundred miles was slightly different from before. There was no celestial phenomenon, but every step Chong Yunqian took consumed a lot of energy. Xiao Hua also felt that the Wishful Scepter was getting heavier. Xiao Hua tried to put his feet on the ground. As expected, his feet were extremely slippery, and it was difficult for him to walk!
The more it was like this, the more surprised and happy Xiao Hua was. This was the sign of eight out of ten halts. As long as he and Chong Yunqian worked hard to endure the last two halts, they would really be able to reach the world of the living!
But what about after reaching the world of the living? In addition to being surprised, Xiao Hua was a little confused. According to Liu Yanyu, when he reached the world of the living, he would have to forget everything that happened in the River of Forgetfulness. Everything about Liu Yanyu would disappear. How could he find Liu Yanyu in the Celestial Realm? Moreover, from the previous situation of saving Liu Yanqin, Liu Yanyu was from an ancient family, and he was an evil immortal in the Celestial Realm. How could an ancient family like him?
"Sigh …" Xiao Hua couldn't help but sigh. He thought, "If that's the case, it's better to hide in the River of Forgetfulness and have some memories in my heart. Memories are like flowers in the water, but after all, they are sweet. When I reach the world of the living, even the flowers in the water will disappear, and there will only be reality! For the rest of my life … You, where do you want me to find you? "
Xiao Hua, who was full of ambition, suddenly felt a sense of emptiness. It was as if all his efforts to climb Mount Wushang were in vain, and he couldn't help but want to give up!
Slowly sliding down from the Wishful Scepter, Xiao Hua stood on the slippery ground. He knew that as long as he pulled out the Wishful Scepter, or just let it go, he could return to the River of Forgetfulness in less than ten minutes. With his strength and the skills of Master of the Nine Springs, it was only a matter of time before he became a Regent. The world of the immortals was a way of living, and the Nine Underworlds was also a way of living. Which way of living was not living?
At this moment, Chong Yunqian, who was in front of her, suddenly knelt down and said with his head, "Mother, Mother, it's your child's fault. Your child wholeheartedly wanted to build a career and become a more prominent immortal than Father, but … but your child forgot about you and Father's concern. When your child reached the River of Forgetfulness and could no longer turn back, only then did your child truly understand that fame and fortune, grand ambitions and hegemony, are nothing but nothingness. They are nothing but glory in the eyes of others. Only by accompanying Mother and standing at Father's knee, is … is your child's most reliable hope …"
"Worry, worry …" The disappointment in Xiao Hua's heart was like the collapse of a mountain, and a kind of conviction was born like a pillar that reached the heavens. "Senior is right. Although it's true that grand ambitions and hegemony are glorious, familial worries are the real thing. Although I don't know if I was a wicked immortal in my previous life, there must be someone who cares about me. Since I have the chance to return to the world of the living, why not? Even if there is no one in the world of the immortals who cares about me, isn't there her now? Before she left, she was still thinking about the rest of her life. I … how can I leave her in the world of the immortals? Wang Lang, who was at the bottom of the Yellow Spring, would rather wait for a thousand years than reincarnate. She was waiting for Dongfang Yushan. Why can't I break through the world of the immortals and find her? Wang Lang is a female immortal and may not be able to fight against the heavens, but how can I, a male immortal, be inferior to her? Let's break through the heavens and accompany her for the rest of her life! "
While thinking, Xiao Hua could not hold back and sang loudly, "… I want to take you to see the clear sky, I want to tell you loudly that I am fascinated by you. The past is fleeting, but you will always be moved. For the rest of my life, I only want you …"
Xiao Hua's voice was not loud, but there was endless power in every word. Xiao Hua seemed to see Liu Yanyu standing in front of him, looking at him with a beautiful smile!
Chong Yunqian heard the song and his body trembled. He lowered his head and looked at himself. Half of his body had already sunk into the mountain rocks. He quickly jumped up from the ground. Fortunately, he still had the two axes in his hands.
"Let's go …" Chong Yunqian said anxiously, "There is an illusory formation here …"
Xiao Huazi had already known, so he did not dare to stop singing. Therefore, the song for the rest of his life played leisurely on Mount Wushang, over and over again.
What Xiao Hua didn't know was that under the Yellow Springs, Wang Lang's eyes were fixed on the Bridge of Helplessness. Wandering souls flew past one by one, and the same song floated out of her mouth, word by word. The Ninth Netherworld, the end of life, the beginning of death, a song of love, two feelings of love, flickering like a weak spark of light. Perhaps even the Water of Oblivion and Granny Meng's Soup couldn't erase these feelings!
Of course, Xiao Hua did not know that in a faraway place, in the center of the Eight Spectral Soldiers that covered the sky like clouds, on a chariot pulled by a Netherworld Dragon, Meng, who was dressed in battle armor, suddenly raised her hand and said softly, "Stop …"
It was just a soft sentence, but it was like thunder roaring through the chariot. Countless Spectral Soldiers and Netherworld Generals stopped instantly.
"Sister …" Meng's face was covered by battle armor. No one could see her expression. Her pair of illusory eyes stared at the distant sky. Even with Meng's strength, she could not see the shadow of Mount Wushang. However, she still whispered in her heart, "He … he seems to be leaving …"
"Yes!" Ya's voice came immediately, "If I'm not wrong, he has already gone to Mount Wushang!"
"That's good!" Meng replied faintly, "I'd rather he go back than stay here! Retreat … "
"Retreat?" Ya did not know whether to laugh or cry. She said, "You and I are already here. The Regent Marshal of the Forgetting River has already brought the Regent Generals here. How can you leave just like that?"
"Hehe …" Meng only sneered a few times and raised her hand to give an order, "Retreat …"
"Yes …" Several ghosts around the chariot answered at the same time. Then, they saw the signal flag waved, and the Spectral Soldiers turned around and flew away quickly.
"Damn it!" Ya suddenly realized and shouted in Meng's mind, "You … you are killing two birds with one stone!"
"Sister …" Meng stood straight in the chariot and said calmly, "In the next battle, I'm afraid you will let me lead 200,000 Spectral Soldiers again!"
"Alas …" Ya sighed and said, "I never thought that you … you would grow up so terrifyingly!"
Meng, who was originally moving forward, could not help but turn her head. She looked in the direction of Mount Wushang. She did not answer Ya in her heart. Instead, she said to herself, "Isn't it because of him?"
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Meng was too powerful. I really did not expect that the weak mortal girl would become a ghost hero in the Underworld!
Everyone has a goal in their heart. Work hard for it!
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