Chapter 388

"Lord of huangquan prison?" Lu Qingshan repeated the unusual name.

"Those who control the reincarnation of life and death will have a ruler.

The childe has not yet arrived at the time of reincarnation. He just entered the boundary of the yellow spring by mistake.

Therefore, even if the leader of huangquan prison doesn't want to help you, you won't be embarrassed at that time, "Qin Yitian explained.

"Where are you going?" Lu Qingshan frowned and said again.

"Like the dead, the soul and God return to Daishan.

Forgetting Sichuan originates from Daishan, and the Lord of huangquan prison lives on Daishan.

In addition to the vast river of forgetting Sichuan, there is only Daishan in the whole boundary of the yellow spring.

Childe, you just need to go up with the current. When you get to the source, Daishan will appear. "Qin Yitian said.

Lu Qingshan looked down at the vast river.

The water of forgetting the river is surging, day after day, year after year, never stopping flowing in it.

Lu Qingshan's eyes drifted away along the direction when the water of forgetting Sichuan came.

the waters and skies merge in one colour.

You can't see the end.

I don't know how far the legendary Dai mountain is.

"Lean on the sky." Lu Qingshan shouted.

"Hmm?" Qin Yitian said softly.

"How can you know so much?" Lu Qingshan asked curiously.

The world of the yellow spring is another world different from the human world.

In his previous life, he has reached the integration environment. Even with the huge information base of the forum, he is still unheard of in the yellow spring world.

Qin Yitian was able to understand the world of the yellow spring.

"These things seem to be engraved in my memory and are difficult to erase, but I just know why. I don't know. The specific reason should be that they belong to a part of my sealed memory," he didn't hide anything from Lu Qingshan and Qin Yitian.

"But I know that with the improvement of Childe's cultivation, one day, these memories will be unsealed. At that time, everything childe is curious about will be answered."

"So, young master, you should improve your cultivation as soon as possible," Qin Yitian whispered, "although it is very fast now."

"I will." Lu Qingshan nodded and promised.

Feeling his anger, Lu Qingshan felt a little weaker in his short communication with Qin Yitian.

"We have to hurry."

With only ten days to go, we have to find the owner of the huangquan prison first, and then find the appropriate huangquan boundary wall. The journey is undoubtedly very tight.

Lu Qingshan's body is vertical, and his imperial sword breaks through the Yellow Sea of clouds.

Like a dragon, it flies away towards the source of forgetting the river.

.......

In another sea of clouds.

A mysterious picture is suspended, and the source demon son sits on it.

The thick dead breath of the yellow spring is pouring into his body madly.

Different from Lu Qingshan's forced acceptance of the dead gas of the yellow spring, the source demon son actively absorbs and devours the dead gas of the yellow spring.

Because the skill he practiced came from the yellow spring world and took the dead Qi of the yellow spring as the source of everything.

When he came to this place, he was like a fish in the water without any discomfort.

As he continued to absorb the dead spirit of the yellow spring, those fierce sword ideas that were difficult to fade on his flesh were finally gradually dissolved by him.

Feeling the injury getting better, yuan Yaozi showed a cruel smile.

The world of the yellow spring is water, he is a fish, so Lu Qingshan and Ji Chuan are tigers. No matter how fierce they are, they won't live long in the water. Sooner or later, they will be drowned.

"You forced me," murmured the source demon.

Although he is cruel, he has not yet reached the point of killing his father at will.

If he had no choice, he really didn't want to use such a killing move to drag Jianzong's disciples into the water, so as to offend Jianzong.

But if his life is not guaranteed, he can't care too much.

.......

The sea of flowers on the other side, also known as the road of fire.

After being involved in the vast river water of crossing the border, Ji Chuan immediately hugged the autumn poetry sound rolled around him.

Although it's just a body.

But in his heart, his sword, after cutting off Qiu Shiyin's life, also cut off Qiu Shiyin's evil karma and his identity.

Since then, Qiu Shiyin was just the little thief when she first met.

He wants to protect Qiu Shiyin's body.

Then, there is endless falling.

Until you enter the yellow spring.

A repulsive force was born out of thin air, just like the buoyancy in the water, preventing him from falling.

But this repulsion did not act on the body of qiushiyin.

Holding Ji Chuan tightly to the sound of autumn poetry is like sinking into the river with a stone. The gravity of the stone offsets the repulsion generated out of thin air, and then falls down with Ji Chuan.

Fortunately, the landing point is not the vast river, but the sea of flowers on the other side of the bank.

After falling into the sea of flowers on the other side, the blooming blood red flowers on the other side seemed to come back to life. They streamed and glowed a little red, completely wrapping the two people.

The other shore flower, also known as the soul inducing flower, can attract souls.

Among the bright red flowers on the other side, one is slowly fading its scarlet color and turning into holy white.

That is the manzhushahua that leads the soul of autumn poetry.

Those who see this flower will get rid of evil.

.......

On the other side, Lu Qingshan has been on his way all day.

The road was as like as two peas of sight, and the sky and the earth were silent.

This is actually a very painful thing.

"Why is the yellow spring so quiet?" Lu Qingshan wondered. "As a place of reincarnation, it should also be very lively?"

"It's very lively," Qin Yitian said. "In the river, there are countless souls screaming and stretching out their hands to the childe, trying to call the childe down to accompany them."

"Why can't I see or hear anything?" Lu Qingshan looked down. Indeed, it was just a flowing river. In addition, there was nothing else. It was hard to imagine that the river was actually full of souls.

"Because they are dead, and you are a living person," Qin Yitian said naturally. "Living people can't see the dead under normal circumstances, otherwise there will be no ghost in the world."

"Then why can you see them?" Lu Qingshan asked again.

"I am a sword, young master." Qin Yitian replied.

"What you said is really reasonable." Lu Qingshan thought and praised.

"Thank you." Qin Yitian said politely.

"It seems to be coming." Lu Qingshan looked up again and looked into the distance. Finally, a different scenery appeared in his sight.

In the dim distance, you can vaguely see a vast mountain that can reach the sky. The whole body of the mountain is also faint yellow like forgetting the river.

The yellow spring, the withered yellow, is the main tone of the yellow spring world.

In the yellow spring world, except forgetting the river, there is only Daishan.

Therefore, this vast mountain is the destination of Lu Qingshan.

On the way, the most afraid thing is not how far the road is, but not knowing how far it is.

After seeing the shadow of Daishan, Lu Qingshan, who was a little depressed, immediately cheered up again.

He quickened his pace and went on.

Look at the mountain and kill the horse.

So Lu Qingshan flew the sword for another day, and then gradually approached the foot of Daishan mountain.

Daishan is really too big. It looks like a huge city wall across the world, covering the whole sky.

Suddenly, Lu Qingshan moved.

Because in this silent world, he heard some strange sounds.

Vaguely, not very real.

But listen carefully, it seems a bit like some monsters howling and roaring.

Just listen carefully, and feel that the sound sounds a little soft?

It doesn't look like a fierce monster.

"Did you hear that?" Lu Qingshan asked.

"Yes, it's a bit like a wolf howling." Qin Yitian responded skillfully.

Immediately, Qin Yitian whispered, "young master, how can you hear me? Can't you?!"

Lu Qingshan reacted to Qin Yitian's words and didn't have a good way: "I'm not dead. I'm living well."

"How did the childe hear the sound of the yellow spring..." Qin Yitian's voice gradually lowered, and Wei was wronged.

"This shows that the sound is not made by the dead." Lu Qingshan said to Qin Yitian, with a faint light in his eyes. "Go and see what makes the sound."

Lu Qingshan rushed to the sound source,

The sound came from the foot of Daishan mountain.

So even if he wasn't going to see it, he couldn't go around.