"Roar …" In front of Goldie, the Suiji was stunned at first, then its eyes glinted fiercely. Its mountain-like body also revealed a full body, but this full body was like a stone pillar with blood-red bone patterns engraved on it. The Suiji roared and pounced at Goldie!
Why would Goldie be afraid of it?
"Roar …" Goldie spat out black gas from its mouth, raised its qilin-like claws and smashed towards the Suiji!
"This … this is Di … Di Ting?" Chong Yunqian was indeed worthy of being a descendant of the immemorial celestials. When he saw Goldie reveal its true form, he immediately recognized it. He couldn't help but exclaim, "In the present world … there's actually such a beast?"
At this time, Goldie was facing the Suiji beast. It was no longer as obedient as it was in front of Xiao Hua! Moreover, Goldie's power in the River of Forgetfulness was very different from that in the world of the living. Goldie flew in mid-air, wisps of inexplicable blood-red color mixed with a fine purple light, as if it was a fine rain shrouding the nearby space. Within the blood-red light, there was obviously a sea of blood and white bones, while within the purple light, there was faintly flowing spring water, Buddha image, and flowers.
Every time Goldie took a step, lotus-shaped blood-red light would be produced under his qilin-like feet. His body flew in mid-air, his long mane fluttered, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder. Moreover, there was a green light flickering within his mane. Upon closer inspection, it was actually a totem engraving that looked like a ghost's head and nine springs.
When Goldie waved its claws and pounced towards the Suiji, the space shattered, and a fine cloud of black gas floated out from the crack in the space. The sound of ghosts wailing and wolves howling could also be heard from the black gas. This kind of fierce power was much more powerful than Xiao Hua.
If Goldie was already so powerful, how could the Suiji, who was evenly matched with Goldie, be inferior? The Suiji's body was like a mountain, and it pounced towards Goldie with indescribable dignity and majesty. The Suiji roared, and the nearby space collapsed inch by inch. The Suiji flew in mid-air, and a white cloud that looked like a mountain of bones appeared under his feet. From the pitch-black beast's boundless mouth, a strange light was spat out. This light was a mixture of black and white, and when it landed in mid-air, it produced the sound of waves. The light rushed into the black gas that Goldie spat out, and the sound of rumbling could be heard incessantly.
Seeing the space trembling, Goldie, after pouncing into the light, it grabbed the Suiji's neck, and claw. "Roar …" The Suiji was in pain, and its mountain-like claws swept, it, of black and white debris fell like a mountain rocks. "Roar …" The Suiji felt the pain, and the mountain of the mountain of the Suiji swept swept, the of the Suiji's... Goldie, the Suiji felt like a mountain, and black and white and black and white bones, it and and's' ''. Suiji ''s's, it''s, the Sute,,,. of the the the the Suiji's's,'s, and it. the black and black and the black and black bones bones bones. black bones... of. of....., the...... Goldie be...
"Roar …" The Suiji cried out in pain, and a white bone-like light shadow was spat out from its mouth and nose. This light shadow turned into a small ghost that pounced at Goldie, and the Suiji's tail swung, and with a "weng" sound, it turned into a cold spring that hit Goldie's body. "Pfft …" The surface of Goldie's body exploded with a bloody light, and blood also spurted out from its mouth and nose …
Goldie and the Suiji were fighting, and Xiao Hua was unable to interfere. Where the wind and clouds were raging, the nomological laws were everywhere, and Yin and Yang intersected. Countless Netherworld Jade Water, a sea of blood, and bones flew everywhere. Xiao Hua could do nothing but worry. He squinted his eyes and watched for a moment, and said, "Senior, what is this Suiji?"
Chong Yunqian looked at Xiao Hua, and asked curiously, "Don't you know that when a person dies, he becomes a ghost, and when a ghost dies, he becomes a Suiji?"
"What?" Xiao Hua was dumbfounded, and said blankly, "When a ghost dies … doesn't that mean that its soul is destroyed?"
"This …" Chong Yunqian was a little hesitant. He looked at the huge beast that was fighting with Goldie, and said, "I'm not sure if this huge beast is a Suiji, but when I was in the world of the living, I read about it in ancient records. When a person dies, he becomes a ghost, and everyone is afraid of him. When a ghost dies, he becomes a Suiji, and everyone is afraid of him. If this word is pasted on the door, all ghosts will stay a thousand miles away. When I saw this huge beast, I felt fear and lost my will to fight. If it's not a Suiji, then what is it? "
"Forget it, forget it …" Xiao Hua said helplessly, "Since you don't know, then forget it. There are many strange things in the River of Forgetfulness, and one more is nothing!"
"A Suiji is nothing!" Chong Yunqian narrowed his eyes and looked at Xiao Hua, and said meaningfully, "As for your ghost beast, it's actually Di Ting. I never expected it. It seems that you are indeed the wandering soul that took the arms of the Blood-colored Guanyin. I … I hope that when you become the Master of the Spring, don't forget about me …"
"Se … Senior?" Xiao Hua was stunned, and asked curiously, "What do you mean?"
Chong Yunqian wanted to say more, but there was a rumbling sound in the distance. Goldie took the opportunity to pounce in front of the Suiji's head, and the thick silver light shot out from Goldie's forehead, landing directly in between the Suiji's eyebrows. "Ow …" With a scream, the Suiji's body retreated quickly. The Suiji only flew back a thousand feet, and the silver light pierced out of its body like a sharp sword. With a loud bang, the Suiji's body shattered, and countless white skeletons, green water, and bloody light leaked out of the Suiji's body. These white skeletons fell into Mount Wushang, and the Suiji's body gradually disappeared!
When the Suiji disappeared, a glittering golden road appeared on Mount Wushang. The road was covered with clouds, and an indescribable heat was emitted from the road!
"Ah?" Chong Yunqian almost lost his voice when he saw this. "How is this possible?"
As he said that, Chong Yunqian rushed onto the road, and ran towards the end of the light shadow!
"Haha …" Xiao Hua landed on the road, and felt that it was solid. He put away the Wishful Staff and laughed, "Nothing is impossible! Di Ting is my child. Defeating the Suiji is a piece of cake! "
"Mother …" Although Goldie had won, it was also covered in scars. However, these scars quickly healed as Goldie's body shrank. When Goldie returned to its original cute little mink form, it jumped into Xiao Hua's hand and said in a low voice, "Your child missed you …"
"Good boy, I miss you too!" Xiao Hua touched the wounds on Goldie's body, and tears were about to fall.
"I'm tired …" Goldie's voice was soft. "I want to go home and sleep!"
"Okay, okay!" When Xiao Hua heard that, he immediately sent Goldie into his body. Then, he looked at Chong Yunqian's back and smiled. He had seen impatient people before, but he had never seen someone so impatient. It was just returning to the Yang. Was … was there a need to be so impatient?
In fact, not to mention Chong Yunqian, even Xiao Hua could not help but feel excited when he thought that he could be resurrected immediately and see Liu Yanyu.
However, when he rushed behind Chong Yunqian and saw everything in front of him, and heard Chong Yunqian whisper, he was stunned again!
Chong Yunqian cried out in disappointment, "I knew it. How could there be a path to return to the Yang? There is no sorrow on Mount Wushang. From now on, I will be a lonely soul!"
Looking at the other side of Mount Wushang in front of Chong Yunqian, it was clearly a bottomless abyss. On the other side of the abyss, where the power of the realm was vast and mighty, countless flowing lights flickered like candlelight. Countless worldly phenomena were born and died in the flowing lights. Perhaps there were joys and sorrows, or perhaps there were parting of life and death. However, they were all from the Yang Realm and were unreachable. They had nothing to do with Mount Wushang!
"You … You …" Xiao Hua's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. He said angrily, "Since Mount Wushang can't lead to the Yang Realm, why … Why did you come here? Why did you deceive … deceive me? "
"Take it that I deceived you!" Chong Yunqian said calmly. He raised his hand and took off the ancient bronze armor. The originally majestic body was now incomplete, and the remnants of the body turned into dust in the golden light. "If I didn't deceive you, do you have the strength to come here? If you stay in the River of Forgetfulness, other than being killed by the Regent of the River, or having your soul destroyed, or becoming a puppet, do you have any other choice? "
"Perhaps!" Xiao Hua was momentarily speechless. Only now did he understand why the Regent of the River's Yin soldiers did not chase after him. There was no need for them to chase after him!
Having lost the hope of returning to the Yang Realm, Xiao Hua was rather depressed. He looked deeply into the distance, wanting to see Liu Yanyu's appearance from within. He wanted to sing the same song again, but the lyrics were stuck in his throat. No matter how hard he tried, he could not sing them!
Chong Yunqian ignored Xiao Hua. Instead, he looked greedily at the flowing light in the distance. He said word by word, "As for me, other than wanting to come to Mount Wushang to see if I can return to the Yang Realm, more importantly, I want to stand on the peak of Mount Wushang and see my mother's appearance again. Although there is no way to return to the Yang Realm on Mount Wushang, standing on Mount Wushang … I can see the situation in the Yang Realm. The River of Forgetfulness also said that if you set foot on Mount Wushang, you will have no regrets. That is the reason! "
As he spoke, Concubine Zi's figure appeared in the light in front of Chong Yunqian. Clearly, the River of Forgetfulness's telepathic message was not false!
"You … You are Qian 'er?" Looking at Concubine Zi's appearance, Xiao Hua thought of something and exclaimed, "You actually fell into the River of Forgetfulness?"
Knowing that Chong Yunqian was the Qian 'er that Concubine Zi of Zihuan Island was looking for, and recalling what Chong Yunqian had said earlier, some memories rushed into his mind. Xiao Huayu felt enlightened.
"You … How do you know my nickname?" Chong Yunqian was even more surprised.
"Sigh …" Xiao Hua sighed and said, "Don't ask too much. Let me think …"
As he said this, Xiao Hua tried his best to think. He told Concubine Zi everything that had happened on Zihuan Island!
"Mother …" Hearing that Concubine Zi had left behind a remnant soul and was waiting for him on Zihuan Island, Chong Yunqian knelt on the ground and lamented, "I am unfilial. You left a remnant soul in the Immortal Realm. You … you must have been stranded in the River of Forgetfulness. I was so close, but you couldn't see me. I …"
"Senior!" Xiao Hua thought of something and hurriedly reminded him, "You can return from Mount Wushang!"
"There's no turning back!" Chong Yunqian knelt on the ground and looked greedily at Concubine Zi's gradually disappearing appearance. He said in a low voice, "My physical body was used to suppress the Yang Qi in the Yang Realm. My soul was already incomplete on the way to Mount Wushang. I always thought that it was all worth it, but … but …"
Chong Yunqian didn't know what to say. His voice became lower and lower. Xiao Hua could also see that Chong Yunqian's figure was beginning to fade. Xiao Hua was also quite sad. If Chong Yunqian had come to Mount Wushang, he might have been able to find Concubine Zi's wandering soul in the River of Forgetfulness. Of course, if Chong Yunqian hadn't come to Mount Wushang, he wouldn't have known that Concubine Zi was also in the River of Forgetfulness. This was a dilemma!
"You …" Chong Yunqian suddenly thought of something. He hurriedly handed the broad axe to Xiao Hua and said, "If you can … can return to the Yang Realm, you must remember to give this to my mother. You … you must tell her that I remember them day and night. I …"
"I …" Xiao Hua hesitated. He was willing to accept Chong Yunqian's broad axe, but this broad axe was really too heavy. This broad axe not only carried Chong Yunqian's hope, but also Concubine Zi's concern. Xiao Hua really didn't dare to accept it!
"Do you dare to jump down?" Chong Yunqian saw that Xiao Hua didn't dare to, so he raised his hand and pointed to the bottomless abyss. "You can reach the Yang Realm after crossing Mount Wushang. This is a rumor in the River of Forgetfulness, but it might not be without reason. Since there's no path here, you can only jump down …"
Xiao Hua's eyes lit up. He couldn't help but take a few steps to look at the abyss. Naturally, the abyss was bottomless. There were only clouds and mist, but Xiao Hua seemed to gain confidence when he looked at the clouds and mist. After all, there was no smoke without fire. If some people didn't return to the Yang Realm, how could there be such a legend?
"Do you want to try?" Xiao Hua had an idea.
"Swoosh …" Xiao Hua was just thinking about it when dust floated up and slowly fell into the abyss. Xiao Hua smelled an indescribable stench.
When Xiao Hua turned around, Chong Yunqian's body was no longer visible. However, the pair of broad axes were still raised in mid-air.
"Senior …" Xiao Hua's heart softened. He raised his hand and said, "Don't worry. If I can return to the Yang Realm, if … if I can still remember senior's advice, I will definitely …"
"Yes …" Chong Yunqian suddenly thought of something and hurriedly said, "If you return to the Yang Realm, you will have to forget everything here. Wait …"
As he spoke, Chong Yunqian used the ax in his right hand to write something on the ax in his left hand. Although it was only a few words, his body quickly disappeared.
"Senior …" Xiao Hua wanted to say something, but the wind of Mount Wushang poured into his mouth. Tears were about to fall from his eyes. As he wrote word by word, Chong Yunqian's body disappeared inch by inch. Soon after, a thin human figure trembled in the wind. Needless to say, this must be Chong Yunqian's soul.
As the words were written, the soul also disappeared piece by piece!
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