Chapter 291

This time Wang Zheng fell into the Wuchuan River and was not washed away by the river. Instead, the Wuchuan River wrapped Wang Zheng in the middle. Wang Zheng can clearly feel that the Wuchuan river is constantly surging into his body. Every time a Wuchuan river passes through Wang Zheng, he finds that his soul is getting lighter and lighter, and finally he even feels floating.

"Is this?" Wang Zheng felt the change of his body.

"Forgetting the river water can wash the impurities in the soul and wash away the karma of this life. It's a great good thing for you. Wash the soul honestly in it." Meng's voice exploded in Wang Zheng's mind. As for other souls, they just surprised and continued to line up honestly to wait for reincarnation.

Wang Zheng glanced at the end of the Naihe bridge. Meng Po seemed to be shrouded in fog. No matter how hard Wang Zheng tried, it was difficult to see Meng Po's true face. However, it is certain that Meng PO should not send herself to reincarnation now, otherwise there is no need to use the river water to wash her soul.

I don't know how long it took. Wang Zheng just felt that his soul floated slowly from the forgetful River and returned to the Naihe bridge.

"Now your soul can adapt to the impact of the forgetting river. Go down and take it by yourself."

Wang Zheng's face showed a relaxed look. He was reincarnated twice. Finally, he could get the river water.

You can get the river water from the river. Wang Zheng is in trouble again. What container should he take to fill the river water that washes two million souls.

When Wang Zheng stood there foolishly, Meng Po seemed to find Wang Zheng's embarrassment, smiled and said, "a drop of river water is enough."

"A drop?" Wang Zheng looked at the calm river under the bridge. Only a drop of forgetting the river can wash millions of souls?

"A drop of forgetting river water is the limit you can take away, and remember that forgetting river water is the origin of Yin death. Only soul can take it away."

When Meng po said this, Wang Zheng's face turned black. Only the soul can take it away? This means that you have to use your soul to take the river water away, and you have to use your soul to take the river water back to Hanjiang city?

After pondering for a long time, Wang Zheng clenched his teeth: "forget it, you can take one drop away, and it will take more time at most." then Wang Zheng's soul fell into the Wuchuan river again. Holding a ball of Wuchuan River in his hand, he was about to return to the bridge. Who knows, at the next moment, Wang Zheng only felt that his hand sank, and the whole soul fell into the Wuchuan River uncontrollably.

"What's going on?" Wang Zheng looked at the slowly flowing river in front of him.

"Don't use the ordinary river water to measure the river water. It's the limit that you can take a drop of river water with your soul strength. Don't be too greedy." Meng's voice slowly came out of the bridge.

Wang Zheng clenched his teeth and looked at the river in front of him. Originally, he wanted to hold one group back at a time. It was estimated that he could wash all his souls in a week or two, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even take a group of forgetting the river.

Finally, Wang Zheng could only pick up a group of forgetful river water according to Meng Po's words and let him slide slowly from his fingertips, leaving only one drop in the palm of his hand.

When he came out of the river, his face became very ugly and his hands trembled.

"Why is it so heavy!" Wang Zheng, standing on the Naihe bridge, stared at the only drop of water left in his hand.

"Go and give the river to Yan Luo. He knows how to use this drop of river." Meng po said. Wang Zheng had not had time to thank his soul and body. At the same time, he was sent out of the Naihe bridge. Standing outside, Wang Zheng looked at the registered horsepower and shouted, "my flesh is given to you. If I come back and find a loss in my flesh, see how I deal with you!"

With that, Wang Zheng left with a drop of the river water.

In the hall of Yan Luo, Yan Luo looked strangely at the king Zheng running in outside and muttered, "I didn't expect that he could really bring back Mengpo soup? When was the old woman so generous?"

When Wang Zheng came back, Yan Luo found that Wang Zheng was just a drop of forgetting the river in the palm of his hand.

Yan Luo pointed a finger, and the river water of forgetting Chuan slowly floated from Wang Zheng's hand. Yan Luo nodded his head with satisfaction: "a drop of forgetting Chuan river water, two million souls, should be enough, and there may be some surplus."

Wang Zheng was shocked when he listened to Yan Luo's words. He didn't expect that just a drop of forgetting river water could wash two million souls, and there was still a surplus?

Yan Luo also ignored Wang Zheng's shocked expression. With a wave of his right hand, the Yinsi gate slowly opened, revealing a dead Hanjiang city.

"Let's go." Yan Luo flicked the river water in the air. He only saw that the river water suddenly dispersed and flew towards every corner of Hanjiang city. Soon, Wang Zheng could feel that countless souls began to recover and integrate with the body.

"Really?" Wang Zheng's mouth was about to fall to the ground.

Seeing Wang Zheng's stunned appearance, Yan Luo smiled: "Boy, don't underestimate the water in the river. The water in the river is the root of the Yin division. It's the water flowing from the place of origin. This drop of water may really be no big deal to ordinary people, but it's the biggest tonic for the soul. Although I'm the king of hell, it's basically impossible to get some water in the river to nourish."

"If you wave at the river, you can bring back a lot of river." Wang Zheng looked at Yan Luo with some doubts. He really didn't understand why Yan Luo and the judge couldn't step on the bridge.

"Naihe bridge is a place to wash the soul. In the past, all kinds of karma will be washed in Naihe bridge. As the king of hell, my karma and ghost Qi are so huge that once I go in, it will cause the counterattack of the forgetful river. I don't think I have the ability to deal with the root of Yin division."

With Yan Luo's explanation, Wang Zheng immediately understood Yan Luo's meaning. Wang Zheng sighed in his heart: "I didn't expect that there is something to restrain Yan Luo in the Yin division? It seems that the position of the head of the Yin division is not easy to sit."

Just when Wang Zheng sighed, Yan Luo had closed the door of Yin Si.

"In three days at most, the soul and body can be fully integrated, and all people can be reborn." Yan Luo exhaled a long breath, then looked at Wang Zheng and said in a deep voice: "little emperor, don't you want to come out and talk to me?"

Before Wang Zheng opened his mouth, the little emperor floated out. Wang Zheng wanted to listen to the conversation between the little emperor and Yan Luo. Who knows that whenever he put his head up, a terrible force would push him away.

Half a day later, the little emperor floated to Wang Zheng again and said directly, "let's go."

Yan Luo looked at the little emperor with a smile. Wang Zheng also knew that this was not the place to talk, so he bowed to Yan Luo and turned away.