Chapter 229: The door of hell opens and you enter hell!
"Human, as long as you can live happily, it doesn't matter how much you lose."
"You have nothing. Life doesn't bring anything, and death doesn't take anything away, so why should you cling to these things?"
"Well, if you, young master, can use these eyes for me to see all the wind, flowers, snow, moon and famous mountains and rivers in the world, then I will definitely be happy..."
"Promise me, young master, you will make good use of it. If you become a general in the future, you must be a kind general, be considerate of your subordinates, and protect your people."
"If you become a civil servant, you must not be blinded by yellow and white things. You must be a parent-official who benefits the people and makes them happy."
"I also hope you can live happily and bring happiness to others."
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It seems like I had a familiar dream...
As Chen Xuanqing opened his eyes, what he saw in front of him made him feel dazed for a while, "Is this...?"
Chen Xuanqing raised his head and looked at the sky. It was pitch black, with no sun, no moon, and no light.
He lowered his head and looked at his feet. This was a bluestone road, which seemed to be composed of several bluestone slabs. It was unknown where it led.
Looking to the left and right sides, there is a sea of flowers.
Countless blooming flowers of the other side are growing outward around a road, forming a sea of flowers, which also looks like a sea of blood.
Chen Xuanqing tapped his right ear first, "Are you still alive?"
Buzz!
As the sound of wings flapping continuously came in the eardrums, the silhouette of Cicada Ancestor suddenly flew out of Chen Xuanqing's ears.
"This is... Huangquan Road?"
Chen Xuanqing looked forward, "Maybe."
Chan Zu's figure flashed and transformed into a human form, "When you came in, did you recall anything?"
What do you remember...
Chen Xuanqing's eyes dimmed, "I remembered a girl."
Chanzu's golden robe trembled, "Yes, it seems that she is the one you want to resurrect. Ha, I think of the scene when the World Honored One preached. My nine brothers and sisters were sitting on the futon, enjoying themselves..."
"It's like all this happened not long ago."
Chen Xuanqing felt it for a moment, "If you put these away beforehand, didn't you realize that our demon power and spiritual energy can no longer be mobilized?"
Chanzu's pure golden eyes flashed, "Indeed, but the power of your and my souls is amplified several times here."
"If it were your human soul cultivators, they should have an advantage here, right?"
After hearing this, Chen Xuanqing slowly stepped forward, "That's right. Don't waste time. No matter what is ahead, you have to go and see it first."
Chanzu nodded, "Okay, then... let's cooperate for once?"
Chen Xuanqing nodded, agreeing to his suggestion.
In this way, the two of them walked forward, and suddenly they saw many demon clans and many human clans, all of them walking in a daze.
Just move forward step by step.
Chen Xuanqing and Chanzu also followed their team. They don't know how long it took, it could be a day or a month. The two of them have lost the concept of time.
In other words, there is no concept of time here at all. Even if you are in a daze for a moment, it seems like a year has passed.
Until a bridge suddenly appeared in front of their eyes. The bridge was completely dark and exuded a cold air.
This seems to be a stone bridge, it also seems to have no end, and under this stone bridge, there is an endless river.
The river was a turbid blood-yellow color. When they looked down, they found that it was filled with a group of floating white bones, filled with insects and snakes, and the fishy wind blew against their faces, like a sea of corpses.
Next to the bridge, there is a stone monument.
There are six large characters written vertically on it.
Naihe Bridge, Wangchuan River.
This group of demons and humans stepped onto the Naihe Bridge one after another. They did not stop for a moment, as if this was not their destination.
Chen Xuanqing and Chanzu continued to follow them and stepped onto the Naihe Bridge. Every time they took a step, the two of them could feel a tremor, which was the tremor of their souls.
The two walked for a long time, and the scenery on the bridge remained unchanged, but not far ahead, a stone tablet suddenly appeared.
The top of the stone tablet was brownish red, the middle was greenish, and the bottom was dark yellow. Their colors were changing all the time, and it was impossible to tell what color they were.
Cicada Ancestor stepped forward and looked at the stone tablet, "Is this the Sansheng Stone?"
"I heard the World Honored One say that one can see the past lives of humans or demons, this life and the next life on the Three Lives Stone. Do you want to see it?"
Chen Xuanqing came over after hearing this, and finally slowly placed his hand on the Sansheng Stone. A strange wave suddenly spread out, and three scenes appeared in front of him.
The first of these images represents past lives.
But Chen Xuanqing didn't see himself when he was on Earth. He only saw him when he was a human. At that time, he was holding the death wish and fighting against the Lord Haotian alone.
Then the second scene represented the present. Chen Xuanqing saw him when he was a demon. He and Di Xuan looked at each other. This seemed to be the scene of the battle between Jade Fire and Luotian.
And after that...
This is the third image, which represents the afterlife.
He saw a confused man, and just when Chen Xuanqing wanted to look down, the picture in front of him suddenly disappeared. No matter how hard he tried, Sanshengshi no longer had any reaction.
Seeing this, Cicada Ancestor turned his head, "What did you see?"
Chen Xuanqing shook his head, "Some unimportant things."
With that said, Chen Xuanqing ignored the Sanshengshi and followed the large army again. Seeing this, Chanzu didn't ask any more questions and had to follow silently.
"The road to the underworld, the road to the underworld, who wants to live it... Naihe Bridge, the other side of the River of Forgetfulness is Yama, the six reincarnations follow the fate of ghosts, forget all the memories of the three lives, ask people...how many lives can you live to live..."
A scrawny old man was leaning on the Naihe Bridge, chanting something in a ballad-like voice.
When Chen Xuanqing heard this, he just glanced at the old man and then stopped paying attention.
But the old man noticed Chen Xuanqing in the crowd, "Young man, before the gate of hell is closed, you turn around now..."
"Maybe it's still too late."
Chen Xuanqing suddenly stopped and turned to look at the old man, "Then why don't you leave?"
The old man raised his hand and smiled bitterly, "I want to leave... but where can I go? There is never despair in this world, only the sadness of calm after great ups and downs."
“There’s no vagrancy, just homelessness.”
"You are not lost, you just have no way to go."
Chen Xuanqing shook his head, "I don't understand. Isn't the world better than here?"
The old man laughed twice, then slowly raised his hand and pointed at Chen Xuanqing, "There has never been a world or hell. You will understand, as long as you reach the end..."
"You'll understand."
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