After killing the Ghost Emperor, Qin Mian walked for more than a thousand miles on the river beach. The scene that followed shocked him: the concentration of chaos dropped sharply, his field of vision suddenly widened, and a turbulent river appeared in front of him.
Although it was still very dark and chaotic, his visual range suddenly expanded to one hundred thousand miles, and the system's detection range reached two million miles.
The width of the Lethe River cannot be detected by the system, and the flowing liquid appears extremely turbid.
Its turbulent waves are different from those of the Yuanjie river, and also different from those of the Soul Sea. Although there are waves, no single droplets appear, as if they are all integrated... Overall, it looks like someone is shaking silk.
By the river, there were hundreds of ghost cultivators and meditators using different methods to collect "river water", but none of them succeeded, and neither did Ghost Thirteen.
Qin Mian felt strange. He came to Gui Shisan and asked, "Is it difficult to collect it?"
Ghost Thirteen was startled by his sudden voice and stepped aside for more than ten miles. When he saw it was him, he walked back and said, "It's very difficult."
It held a vessel in its hand: "This is a treasure that I have been searching for for hundreds of years. It can be contained, but the problem now is that it cannot separate the droplets."
Qin Mian took its container and inspected it. It was a top-quality magic weapon, but it was just a container. When he handed it back to it, he asked, "Why were some of them successful before?"
Ghost Thirteen shook his head: "Very few succeed."
Just then, it retreated in panic, shouting at the same time: "Senior, retreat!"
Qin Mian felt a mixed yin energy coming from him, and without much thought, he quickly retreated and was hundreds of miles away from it.
Just as he stood still, he saw waves rising on the Wangchuan River. This wave is not a wave from behind pushing against a wave in front, but a wave from the middle to this side.
The speed was so fast that even the dozens of fierce ghosts and evil ghosts who were sucking the "river water" by the river didn't react. They were stuck to the liquid surface and brought back to the river, where they quickly disappeared.
Qin Mian was stunned.
Those disappeared ghost cultivators and meditative cultivators, who were either emperors or emperors, were like flies stuck to the river water. They could not break free and could only wait to die.
After adjusting his mood, he asked: "Where does the water from the Forgotten River come from?"
Ghost Thirteen responded: "No one knows where the source is, but it is rumored that it is protected by the upper world."
Qin Mian's heart shook twice sharply.
This information is incredible.
I also read the emperor-level classics of the royal family's ancestral land, but I didn't get any such information. Are they still hiding it, or do they not know this?
If they don't know it, then the human cultivation system they have received is not perfect yet.
The royal family has always been a powerful human race, but there is no book similar to "Origin" there. Instead, it is seen in the Chen family's ancestral land. What's the story in it?
When he was thinking about this, Gui Shisan's voice came: "Senior, I'm going to Gui."
Qin Mian immediately regained his composure and responded, "I will also go and have a look."
He did not collect the Wangchuan water immediately, but waited to see what Ghost Thirteen would do.
It squatted by the river, pointed the mouth of the container towards the Wangchuan River, and then released its soul power to extract it.
The Forgotten River water was affected by the soul power and bulged upward slightly, just like a person grabbing a point of his own skin and pulling it upward.
Seeing it operating like this, Qin Mian said: "Isn't it difficult to do this?"
Ghost Thirteen's face was almost transparent, and he gritted his teeth: "You can only pull it hard like this, only then can you hope to pull it off a little bit."
Seeing that Qin Mian didn't say anything, it continued: "This water is very thick and sticky. Seniors have also seen it. Once those emperors and emperors are stuck, they can't escape at all. Monks can't escape, and ordinary top-quality magic weapons can't escape." It will corrode.”
Qin Mian shook his head: "I feel that even if all your soul power is consumed, there is no possibility of success."
Just then, he felt the Yin Qi was mixed again, and immediately said: "Back off!"
Take Gui Shisan and leave.
Within two seconds, the side waves rose again, this time more turbulent than the last time. When the river retreated, more than a dozen emperors and emperors were carried away.
Ghost Thirteen sat on the river beach in despair, whimpering: "Why is it so difficult? I have watched others collect it dozens of times, and this is the fifteenth time I collected it myself. Why can't I collect a drop?"
For some reason, Qin Mian had some respect for it.
Being so persistent in improving oneself, and knowing that even if one collects the Wangchuan water, there is a high probability that one will not be able to improve, this attitude of not hitting the wall and never looking back is the best interpretation of the monk's spirit.
Such monks deserve respect, even if they are not human beings.
Qin Mian patted it on the shoulder and said, "Take a rest for a while, I will help you later."
Unexpectedly, Ghost Thirteen immediately started fighting, and said resolutely: "Senior, there is no time to wait, let's go now. When the river water recedes, they will start soon, and the next wave of tide will come soon, and so will the ghost soldiers. Coming soon."
"I've thought about it clearly. I'll try my best to collect it this time. If it doesn't work this time, I'll try again in the future and I'll always be able to collect it successfully."
Qin Mian glanced at the river on both sides and saw more than a dozen emperors and emperors rushing towards the river.
They are all determined monks.
Returning to the river again, Ghost Thirteen had already released his soul power to pull up a piece of "cowhide". At this time, it had exploded with all its strength and its head was visible.
Qin Mian was moved and said in a gentle tone: "Hold on tight, I will help you."
Condensing the Dao in space, the knife struck towards the "cowhide candy".
Before he could get to the brown sugar, the Dao Ze Dao had been weakened by half.
This is less than twenty meters.
Qin Mian suddenly felt that this was not an ordinary difficulty, but he did not flinch. He exerted all his strength on the law of space and continued to slash forward.
The brown sugar was split, but it was only 10% split, and it quickly recovered to 80%.
His right hand danced rapidly, and the Dao Ze Dao slashed continuously. After cutting halfway, he made no further progress.
The speed of splitting is basically the same as the speed of recovery.
Suddenly, the brown candy fell into the river.
Ghost Thirteen's soul power could no longer keep up and could not hold on. It said sadly: "Senior, I am powerless as a ghost."
Qin Mian grabbed it and turned around and left: "Don't be discouraged, we can collect it."
Behind them, the waves rose again, more violent than the previous two times, and they retreated a hundred and fifty miles away.
When the river water receded, Qin Mian said: "Give me your container, and I will give you five drops of river water."
Ghost Thirteen handed him the vessel, "Senior, I don't want so many ghosts. Just one drop will do, half a drop will do."
Qin Mian didn't respond, picked up the utensil and left.
When he came to the river, he grabbed it with his left hand, and the fused palm of Space Daoze, Golden Daoze, and Earth Daoze grabbed the river water and formed a piece of brown candy; he stretched out his right hand, and a Void Daoze knife appeared.
With a slash of the knife, the tip of the brown sugar was broken off.
At this time, the palm of his hand had shrunk by half. He suddenly retracted it, and a large ball of river water flew towards the river at high speed.
He picked up the vessel and went to meet it, and the water of the river entered it.
It worked.
At least ten drops.
The Tao is better, the Tao of nothingness is better.
Just as he was about to turn away with the utensil in hand, he stopped again.
He stretched out his left hand again and grabbed a larger piece of brown candy, and then used the Tao of Nothingness to chop it away with the knife.
A piece of brown sugar that was a hundred times larger than before was cut off.
At this moment, he felt that the yin energy was suddenly mixed, and another wave was about to arise!
According to the last experience, it will be formed in less than a second; depending on the degree of change of the Yin Qi, the wave will be bigger this time.
It may take a second to recover this large mass of river water.
Collect or not?
Collect or not?
Must be collected!
While his mind was racing, he quickly retracted his Dao Ze Palm, and waves began to form, already surging towards the shore.
When the palm of the hand was still ten meters away from the body, the waves had already formed and crashed towards the shore at extremely fast speeds.
Hurry up, hurry up.
He took out the ground pot and quickly retracted his palm while always being prepared.
The waves followed the mass of river water, lagging behind at most three meters.
The distance of three meters could be covered by the wave in an instant, so he didn't have much time to waste.
At this time, he could not retreat, because the wave was forming and the Dao Ze Palm was dissipating rapidly, which did not allow him to retreat.
There was only one thought in his mind: taking it in might make the earth pot improve.
His principle is: If you can improve yourself, you must fight for it; if you can improve Dihu, you must also fight for it.
His idea is: if the water of the Forgotten River can improve the Yin side monks, it may improve the Yin world of the Pot world. When the Yin world improves, the Pot world will also improve.
Finally, his palm, which had shrunk to only 30% of its original size, came to him. He suddenly used 60% of his soul power to wrap it towards the earth pot. A thrilling scene appeared for him: the released soul power quickly dissipated, and the liquid mass approached. Seventy percent of the spout had disappeared.
Fortunately, when 90% of the soul power was dissipated, the liquid ball entered the spout, and Lao caught it in time and sent it to the underworld.
At this time, Qin Mian's face also became a lot brighter, but before he could check it in time, he grabbed Ghost Thirteen's container and flew away.
Less than two meters behind him, a huge wave rose high and chased him. The mixed yin energy made him feel uncomfortable.
I ran to the resting place of Ghost Thirteen and found that it was unconscious.
He didn't drop it, he grabbed it and ran.
At this time, the wave was less than one meter away from him. As long as he caught up with it, he would be stuck and die in the river.
Ghost Thirteen woke up and saw the huge waves behind Qin Mian. It shouted: "Senior, this wave is too fast. Only by leaving Ghost behind me can senior have the possibility of escaping, otherwise we will all perish here." .”
Qin Mian handed it the container he held in his left hand: "Take it, we will live."
At this time, he did not regard it as an enemy, but as an object that he wanted to protect.
Ghost Thirteen glanced at the container, his face full of shock, and then looked at the waves behind, and immediately turned to despair.
However, it didn't scream, it just looked at Qin Mian silently, its red eyes showing a look it had never seen before.
The speed of the wave gradually slowed down, and finally it landed on the ground and quickly retreated.
Qin Mian stopped running and turned around to look. There were densely packed ghost cultivators and meditative cultivators on the river, as well as flowers, trees, and gravel.
Before the water returned to the Wangchuan River, all these things had disappeared.
The mountainside is smooth and smooth.
Seeing this scene, he broke into a cold sweat.
Looking at the position he was in, he was soaked all over. He was only a little bit closer and he disappeared.
He was standing on the top of a high mountain.
The river water covered the place halfway down the mountainside, and there was nothing left.
The ghost cultivators are gone, the meditation cultivators are gone, the conscious thinking is gone, and the bound ghost soldiers are gone too.
The river water receded, and the originally clear and wide visual distance shortened sharply.
While he was in a daze, Gui Shisan's voice seemed to come from a distant place: "Senior, Gui I want to stand up."
Qin Mian saw that Ghost Thirteen was still in his hand and put it down smoothly, "I am leaving. I hope you will get what you want in the future."
Then, fly towards the distance.
Ghost Thirteen shouted: "Senior, Ghost doesn't know how to call you yet."
Qin Mian paused and then sent a message: "Human Qin Mian, I hope we will not meet on the battlefield in the future."
Ghost Thirteen looked shocked, and then shouted loudly: "Senior, the master will definitely investigate this incident thoroughly, so please bear with me."
It couldn't see Qin Mian anymore, but felt it should tell him about the upcoming risk.
As for whether they can encounter each other on the battlefield in the future, it is not what it has to consider now; if it can be promoted to the rank of emperor or even higher, it will definitely repay the favor to the senior Qin Mian who has been kind to him, and he can even repay with his life. .
