834 Ancient Water God (2)
Jiang Li shook the gourd in his hand. The Meng Po soup inside was still enough for a hundred thousand ghosts.
If it was not enough, he could still use the Nine Nether spiritual qi to nurture the spider lily and carefree grass and boil them on the spot.
With a thought from Jiang Li, the Yellow Spring Road behind him immediately folded and shrunk.
In just a few blinks of the eye, the endless desert disappeared.
A meandering path could be reached in less than 49 steps.
The Yin Burial Coffin that had been waiting at the edge of this territory appeared in front of him.
It was hard to say if it was anything else, but Jiang Li had as many ghosts and souls as he wanted.
Following Jiang Li’s will, the Armored Kun opened its mouth and placed it in the Netherworld.
Then, ghosts lined up and walked out.
They were very lucky because they would be the first batch of ghosts to cross the River of Forgetfulness in 200,000 years.
If Jiang Li grasped the Six Paths of Reincarnation in the future, he would definitely arrange a good place for them to reincarnate.
The current Human Emperor stood beside the pot and personally acted as Meng Po.
He gave each of the ghosts a bowl of Meng Po soup.
Drink the Meng Po soup and forget the past.
Soon, all the ghosts were covered in tears as they boarded the paper bridge and walked forward.
Thousands of ghosts cried together. The scene was indeed a little scary.
On each of their bodies, there was a thin thread.
Those threads were not other things, but human hair.
After testing, a ghost that had drunk the Meng Po soup could not carry more weight on the bridge than a strand of hair could.
This weight was not much, but it was barely enough.
Sixteen ghosts lined up and walked onto the paper bridge together. The ghosts behind followed closely behind, their toes directly stabbing into the feet of the ghost in front of them. Rows of ghosts walked together.
It perfectly explained what it meant to be intimate.
Under the guidance of the hair, there was the thinnest and lightest chain hanging in the middle of the large pile of ghosts.
Jiang Li did not dare to take the risk of falling into the River of Forgetfulness.
He could only aggrieve his Dragon Imprisoning Lock.
Under this kind of crowd tactic, the Dragon Imprisoning Lock slowly stretched out and finally successfully arrived at the other end of the river.
However, perhaps because a large number of memory tears flowed into the river, the River of Forgetfulness became much more violent.
After controlling the Dragon Imprisoning Lock to firmly tie up a few mountains on the other side of the river, Jiang Li stepped on the Dragon Imprisoning Lock and began to cross the bridge.
When he stepped on the chain and arrived above the river, sure enough, a strange force appeared, causing his body to suddenly sink.
That force made the taut Dragon Imprisoning Lock press down slightly, causing the current Human Emperor to feel a heaviness.
Fortunately, he did not let the ghosts drag him down.
The monstrous blood, yellow liquid, and poisonous snakes were all afraid of the flames and took the initiative to dodge.
Even the two monsters that were larger than the mountains let out a strange cry and suddenly plunged back into the water.
Under the illumination of the flames, the river water below became much clearer.
Countless poisonous insects in the water fled, making the river below more pleasing to the eye.
This flame was the Human Sacred Flame, Human Fire.
As soon as this flame appeared, the evil beings retreated.
If they wanted to violate the Human Emperor, they had to be mentally prepared to suffer the backlash of the human race’s providence.
Jiang Li pursed his lips and planned to continue forward before turning around to find trouble with the Water God.
A gentle and sickly goddess’s face appeared in the reflection of the river below.
“Immortal Master! Immortal Master, wait!”
“I was originally the Heavenly River Goddess, Ruo Shui. After the Heavenly River dissipated, I ended up here.”
“I suffer the pain of being bitten by countless insects in the river! Immortal Master, please save me!”
“If I can escape this river and shed my filth, I am willing to give myself to you and offer the Star of the Heavenly River to you!”
As soon as she spoke, she promised to give herself away. It sounded very sincere.
Looking at the reflection in the water, Jiang Li had already seen the peerless talents of the Cloud Manor’s Concubine Yun and the descendants of Nüwa.
The reflection of the River Goddess below still made his mind tremble.
Many strange thoughts immediately appeared in his mind.
Goddess Ruo Shui, didn’t that mean that she could help him?
When he recovered from his shock, he immediately cursed the dragon blood’s bloodline for being too wretched and actually affecting his gentlemanly mind.
The other party had probably taken a fancy to his Human Fire and wanted to use it to escape the filth and insects of the River of Forgetfulness.
This request was not too much.
“I have a gourd here. If you can come in, I’ll bring you away.”
With chivalrous thoughts, Jiang Li prepared to save her.
Sure enough, the figure of the River Goddess parasitized by many insects obediently rose from the river and surged towards the gourd that Jiang Li hung.
However, at this moment, another large hand reached out from the water and grabbed Ruo Shui, who was about to enter the gourd, pulling her back into the water.
The new hand was about to grab Jiang Li’s gourd.
After being dodged, he helplessly appeared.
From the aura, it was another Water God.
It was a white-haired old man. If not for the fact that his body was covered in holes, he might really look like an immortal.
“Wait! Great Immortal! Don’t believe that bitch!”
“Take me away! Save me!”
“I’m the River Earl who controls the water in the world! I have the Water Calming Pearl! I’ll give you my Concubine Mi, Luo Shen! She’s the most beautiful goddess in the mortal world! You won’t be disappointed!”