The lights were dim, the moonlight was sparkling, and a small boat was rippling on the sea.
On the boat, there was a tall corpse sitting, dressed in tattered clothes, with a long knife beside him. The shriveled flesh on the face was tightly wrapped around the bones, and the two blue flames in the dark eye sockets were beating constantly.
There was a smell of death. This smell was very strange. It was difficult to describe in words. It was soaked in it, as if everything would come to an end. The surroundings became dead silent, the oil lamp hanging on the bow stopped beating, and even the sound of sea water lapping against the hull disappeared.
Wu Gen sat on the bow of the boat, silently staring at the mummies on the sea, with several black lines appearing on his face. It seemed that he was attracted by the corpse in front of him, and the death energy on his body was uncontrollable.
One person and one corpse faced each other silently, and through eye contact, they gradually understood each other's thoughts. The corpse stood up, bowed to Wu Genshen, and bent down to make a gesture of invitation. There was a playful expression on the withered face, which seemed to be an invitation to die.
Paper lanterns gathered one by one and connected the small boat and the big ship, forming a straight bridge. Wu Gen stood up slowly, landed gently on the bridge, and walked towards the boat step by step.
My feet gently landed on the boat. Wu Gen nodded slightly to the corpse. I was ready to die.
The corpse's mouth was slightly cracked, revealing a scary smile. He sat on the boat and gently shook the oars, and the boat slid silently towards the sea. On both sides of the boat, paper lanterns floating on the sea followed like a school of fish.
Paper lanterns and starlight face each other, blending into each other, making the sea and sky one color. The boat sailing in the sea feels like a lonely boat weighing down the stars.
Wu Gen sat on the boat, turning his head to admire the magnificent scenery in the sea. The light from the bow lantern shone on his face, making it as pale as a paper man.
Suddenly, the corpse stopped paddling, the hull of the boat shook slightly, and slowly sank into the water. The white light of the lantern covered the hull of the ship, resisting the ubiquitous sea water.
The boat was swimming in the sea, with countless blue light spots lingering on its side. In the distance, a long whale call came, the sound was ethereal, like the sound of heaven. His soul was agitated unconsciously. Everything in front of him was so familiar. Wu Gen suddenly turned his head and looked at the corpse opposite.
This is clearly the situation in the sea of consciousness. Wu Gen is naturally very familiar with this after entering and leaving it several times.
The corpse nodded slightly, put down the oar in his hand, and let the boat drift with the current. Seeing the flickering lights, listening to the whale's call like a spring in the woods, and being in such a wonderland, Wu Gen suddenly felt extremely relaxed. He put his head on his hands and fell asleep on the boat.
The corpse nodded slightly, stood up and looked into the distance, letting Wu Gen sleep, as if he were protecting the law.
In the haze, Wu Gen found that he had entered the Jixiang Sea. Huge prismatic stone pillars stood in the water, and from time to time, transparent jellyfish were swimming by the side. Listening to the long whale call in the distance, Yu Jing's music was already familiar to him, and Wu Gen naturally resonated with it quickly.
Swimming in the sea of consciousness, surrounded by bright giant whales, the soft and ethereal sounds of nature echo in the sea, all the hustle and bustle of the world disappears, and the anxious heart becomes peaceful.
After swimming in the sea for an unknown amount of time, Yu Jing's music was played over and over again. Wu Gen gradually wanted to escape from the sea of consciousness and return to the human world.
Suddenly, Wu Gen paused and vaguely felt an extremely slender gaze peering at him from a distance. This feeling is very weak, and you may ignore it if you don't pay attention.
Feel the surroundings carefully, but the feeling of being spied on disappears, and you don't know where it is hidden. Looking at the huge whale bodies and jellyfish around him, Wu Gen thought. I simply let go of my mind, no longer deliberately singing soul songs, and let myself float and sink with the sound of whales.
Everything around him gradually became blurred, and Wu Gen's body slowly fell toward the bottom of the sea.
The falling whale represents the death of each whale. Seeing Wu Gen falling, these whales became restless, spinning head to tail in the sea, forming a huge circle. The chirping gradually became more intense, as if to stop Wu Gen's whereabouts.
There was only one whale, but it fell decisively.
Two figures, one large and one small, passed by the huge light pillar, away from the whale's cry, and fell towards the deep seabed.
Suddenly, Wu Gen felt a tingling sensation in his body. He looked down and saw golden light shining under his feet, with a huge fuzzy shadow looming in it. That should be Yuan Xianghai.
After practicing for so many years, Wu Gen has never been to that place, and even a glance from a distance is unbearable for his soul. The last time I looked into the distance, I felt a hint of gold in my soul, but I almost managed to keep my soul here forever.
After feeling his surroundings, Wu Gen recited an obscure rhyme, as if a strong wind was blowing, and the soul fire gradually twisted and deformed. After trying several times, it returned to its original state.
In desperation, Wu Gen risked the death of his soul and fell to the bottom of the sea again. Golden threads appeared one after another, like sharp arrows piercing Wu Gen's soul. The so-called thousand arrows piercing the heart is exactly what Wu Gen is currently portraying.
The soul fire is like a candle in the wind, constantly jumping and deforming, being cut into thousands of strands. The golden thread entangled itself, seeming to tear the soul fire apart. If this continues, Wu Gen will stay here forever, leaving only a body without a soul in the world.
After struggling to sense the surroundings, a huge shadow swam over. It was a whale that should have existed in the Sea of Settlement. Jixiang Sea and Yuanxiang Sea are not connected. I don’t know what method this whale used to reach here.
The golden threads rushed forward in a swarm and wrapped around the huge whale's body. The whale struggled desperately in the water, trying to escape the shackles of the golden thread.
Wu Gen was cruel and endured the severe pain and dived a little deeper again. This move seemed to anger the golden light under his feet, and more golden threads shot out, hitting Wu Gen and the goldfish like rain.
If you turn it over and look at it at this time, it looks like one person and one fish, receiving the baptism of golden rain under the golden sky.
Finally, the whale stopped struggling and was pulled bit by bit towards the seabed by the golden thread, and its body gradually turned into points of light. A huge wailing sound came, whipping Wu Gen's soul, and the soul fire that was riddled with holes became even weaker.
Singing the obscure rhythm again, the soul fire continued to roll and stretch. Compared to just now, the already tattered Soul Fire was easier to transform. The golden light became stronger and stronger, and Wu Gen's consciousness gradually became blurred.
Finally, after the third try, the silky soul fire was mixed with golden threads and was twisted into three bright long strings. Three long strings wrap around each other, like light elves dancing slowly in the sea.
Along with the long strings dancing, an intermittent sound floated in the sea.
There is the tinkling of mountain springs, the whispering of swallows, the ringing of tower bells in the breeze, and the rustling of leaves caused by drizzle. Sometimes it is high-pitched and passionate, sometimes euphemistic and low-pitched, sometimes it is crisp and bright, like a song or a complaint, as if all the splendid chapters from heaven and earth are collected here.
What a spiritual song, Wu Gen murmured in his heart, and finally understood the second soul song. When I was in Fuyu Mountain, I asked Wu Yong for advice on this song, but was flatly rejected by him.
When parting, Wu Yi secretly gave this song to her. However, since the soul of the villain was destroyed, coupled with all the troubles, it has been difficult to go so deep into the sea of consciousness. There is a treasure mountain in the sky, but its secrets cannot be glimpsed.
This time, by chance, and with the help of the geographical location of the Blood Sea, I was lucky enough to experience this song. However, according to Wu Yi, the soul songs of those who have returned to their true form are also incomplete. It is hoped that Wu Gen will succeed in his cultivation in the future and then feed the complete soul song back to those who have returned to his true form.
Jinxian seemed to have accepted Wu Gen in this form and gradually became calmer. Wu Genzi refused to let go of such a rare opportunity. He danced like a sea snake and swam towards the place where the golden light was emitted.
As he went further down, a strong repulsive force came, blocking Wu Gen's approach, and the soul song became intermittent. It was obvious that the incomplete soul song could not support Wu Gen to move forward.
Where the golden light shines, there is a magnificent palace hidden.
With a clang, the soul song came to an abrupt end. Wu Gen could no longer resist the powerful repulsion, and his soul was ejected. The golden color gradually faded away, and the soul fire slowly recovered from its string shape and turned into a ball of flame, with the golden light shining brightly in the flame.
While Wu Gen was sleeping, countless blue light spots gathered in the sea water next to the boat and turned into paper lanterns, surrounding the boat, forming a thick cocoon of light.
As time passed, the sound of whales in the distance became louder, and these paper lanterns rotated around the boat, like a cocoon of light, guarding the boat in the middle.
The corpse looked at everything in front of him in surprise, and looked at Wu Gen with interest. The lantern on the bow of the boat also became much brighter. Suddenly, the whale's cry suddenly stopped, even the paper lanterns stopped motionless, and an obscure rhythm spread out from Wu Gen's body like ripples.
The corpse's eyes were filled with blue flames, and its body could not move at all, feeling the inexplicable rhythm carefully. The rhythm is unclear, but it has a great attraction for spiritual bodies.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. Soon Wu Gen's body moved slightly and he woke up from that mysterious and mysterious state. The originally expressionless face of the corpse actually had a hint of regret.
Wu Gen sat up from the bow of the boat and looked at the surrounding scenery in surprise. The corpse stepped forward, bowed deeply to Wu Gen, and bowed to the ground.
Wu Gen quickly stood up and returned the greeting respectfully. Not to mention that I was a guest and suddenly arrived at someone else's territory, so I naturally had to be polite. Moreover, Wu Gen felt that this corpse was not as violent as ordinary ghost creatures, but had a peaceful temperament, which showed that it was also an extraordinary person in life.
"Guest, please come with me." The corpse suddenly said, swinging the oars again, and the boat fell into the sea.
As the boat gradually dives, the paper lanterns surrounding the side of the boat also follow, making the dark underwater less monotonous.
Along the way, the two of them didn't have much communication. If you don't ask me where I'm from, I won't ask you where I'm going.
The boat arrived above a huge lake, the corpse lowered the oar, and the boat stopped. Wu Gen looked at the lake in the sea with great interest. There was a familiar smell in the lake, that was death.
The death energy in his body is ready to stir, and he seems to be quite interested in this place. It can make the death energy activate on its own without urging, which shows how much death energy has accumulated in the lake. No wonder there is not a single fish here. Ordinary creatures come here and are imbued with the intention to die, and they may die on the spot.
"Guest, please dare to come inside." The corpse's voice was low, like a heavy bell buzzing.
"Thank you." Wu Gen bowed his hand.
The ship sank slowly, and the surroundings were pitch black. Only the lantern on the bow gave off a pale light, like a torch, along with a row of paper lanterns behind the ship.
After traveling for an unknown amount of time, the boat landed on a large stone platform. The stone platform was filled with green light, and the surroundings could be vaguely seen.
In the center of the stone platform is a huge well, covered with thick stone slabs. The stone slab is engraved with various complicated runes, and above the runes is a three-headed evil dog, which is so lifelike that when viewed from a distance, it looks like it is about to burst out of the stone.
The corpse walked to the mouth of the well and gently placed his hand on the stone slab. Rays of light followed the strokes of the runes, and eventually the entire stone slab became bright.
With a rumble, patches of sand flew up, and the stone slab moved to one side, revealing an entrance.
The corpse moved his hand and the boat moved to the mouth of the well. After getting on the boat, the corpse gave Wu Gen a meaningful look, and the boat slowly dropped downwards.
The cave was green and green. As the boat continued to fall, Wu Gen discovered that this place was like a funnel, with a large top and a small bottom. Along the wall of the well, there were layers of platforms, forming a ring all the way down. On each platform stood corpses.
Most of these corpses have mutilated bodies, covered with broken armor, standing or lying, standing quietly in the water.
Looking up, I could see that the well was full of corpses. Walking through it, being stared at by countless pairs of black eyes, endless depression hits my face.
