Su Mo looked at Zi Yuxian, and he felt a trace of sadness in his heart when he shouldn't be emotional.
In order to save his mother, he massacred countless people.
In the past, Su Mo should have hated him, but with his seven thoughts separated from his body, the only emotion he felt was sadness...
is true? Is it wrong?
Or it has nothing to do with right or wrong...
Everyone in this world...are just pitiful people.
Zi Yuxian was minding his own business playing with the ancient ship. After pouring all the Yin power into the ancient ship, the ancient ship suddenly trembled.
It seemed that some kind of power began to awaken in the ancient ship, and the entire ancient ship was suddenly enveloped in a chill.
Gradually awakening with a distant and majestic consciousness...
Zi Yuxian looked at the mahogany coffin with tender eyes: "Mother...wait for me..."
The sound of heartbeats came from the mahogany coffin with a deep sense of exhaustion, seeming to tell Ziyu to stop, but Ziyuxian turned a deaf ear...
Su Mo looked at the unconscious people tied up on the mast with an indifferent expression.
A wisp of breeze rose, blowing Ziyuxian's long scattered hair...
Zi Yuxian jumped onto the sail, spread out his hands, and waved gently to the ancient ship.
"start!"
In an instant, this strange and decaying ancient ship shook slightly and made a squeaking sound...
Thousands of Yin forces pushed away the water of the Yin River and slowly brought the ancient ship away from the river bank.
Then towards this unknown Yin River, go against the flow...
The hull of the boat discharged the river water, making a "swishing" sound...
The originally calm river surface began to surge, and the white mist above the river surface was picked up by the movement of the ancient ship and danced by the wind, like ghosts in white skirts screaming and struggling.
Where to go?
I don’t know…
Why go here?
Save mother......
Su Mo slowly sat on the boat plank next to the mahogany coffin, feeling the ancient boat sailing through the water, feeling the wind brought by the ancient boat moving forward ruffling her long hair.
How joyful is life, how painful is death...
There should be no sadness because it is ruthless.
There should be no tears because there is no sorrow.
But even though all seven thoughts were absent, why could he feel sad... Su Mo lowered his head and touched his heart, looking confused.
Do human emotions and desires really exist only in seven thoughts?
If not, why would I go into the river again?
If so, why do I seem so heartless?
The seven thoughts are missing and I can’t think of an answer.
It turns into a sigh, rising in the wind and dispersing in the wind...
...
In the spiritual sea, Daxi stared blankly at the scenery outside.
That ancient ship broke through the void and walked in the darkness, carrying countless resentments, heading to that unknown place...
"I seem to have remembered something..." Daxi frowned deeply and looked at Xuannv.
Xuannv also had a hint of confusion in her eyes, and she seemed to feel that this place was a little familiar.
Xuannv looked at Daxi, both of them had an inexplicable meaning in their eyes.
"What did you remember?" Daji asked Xuannv.
Xuannv thought for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "It has something to do with that person..."
Daxi nodded, obviously she had the same thought as Xuannv.
"To gain from all living beings, and to return to all living beings...it is indeed his handiwork." Daxi sighed and looked up outside.
"Asking about immortality at the end of life..."
"What is immortality? There is no immortality..."
"Here... there are different paths for humans and ghosts..."
"Don't you tell him?" Xuannv asked.
Daxi shook his head, not knowing what he was thinking...
...
As the ancient ship moved forward, the river became wider and wider in darkness.
Ziyuxian stood quietly on the mast and flags, looking directly at the direction of the ship's bow...
There are no immortals here, but Su Mo has the power of the gods. He also floated up the mast and stood beside Ziyuxian.
Two white clothes stood quietly...
The ancient ship traveled on the water. In this Yin River, countless ghosts seemed to be disturbed by the ancient ship. Gradually, streaks of light appeared, lingering on the Yin River.
The waves hit by the ship's hull stirred up the water, forming strange humanoid ghosts...
When these ghosts saw someone coming here, they stood on the river confused and at a loss.
Seeing the ancient ship heading upstream of the Yin River, these ghosts instinctively rushed towards the ancient ship...
"These ghosts..."
Su Mo looked confused as he watched the countless ghosts behind the ship rushing toward the ancient ship.
Zi Yuxian turned around, looked at the dim figures behind the boat, and turned back lightly.
"Maybe it was the person I killed..."
"Maybe it was someone who died here, who knows..."
Su Mo nodded, said no more, and looked forward...waiting to see where this Yin River leads...
Both Su Mo and Ziyuxian are not afraid of ghosts. Ziyuxian is obsessed with it, but Su Mo wears the Confucian clothes given by the soul to slay evil spirits and not invade.
He is also a person who walks between gods and ghosts, and ghosts treat him like a mortal...
The farther the ancient ship went, the wider the river became, and more and more ghosts were awakened.
Many ghosts are chasing the ancient ship, and the situation is strange and eerie...
Some ghosts can even make a sharp roar, like a fierce ghost.
...
The many immortal cultivators on the ancient ship whose consciousness had been sealed by Zi Yuxian gradually woke up. Seeing such a strange scene, their hearts immediately trembled...
"What is this place?"
The immortal cultivator slowly woke up and saw that he was tied to the mast, and there were many ghosts behind him chasing the ancient ship on the waves, and his face instantly turned pale.
Elder Lei Zong's eyes regained clarity, and his expression changed when he saw this scene. He wanted to use his spiritual power, but found that there was a restriction here, and he couldn't use his spiritual power at all. He was as good as a mortal despite his heaven-defying cultivation. ŴŴŴ.BiQuGe.Biz
In an instant, Elder Lei Zong's face became very ugly, but fortunately he had various experiences, so he was not very panicked...
The woman who had been given the golden duckweed by Su Mo woke up at this moment. She looked confused at first, and then suddenly thought of something and looked around blankly.
But he saw that he was on an ancient ship, and the ancient ship was constantly moving, and there were countless ghosts chasing the ancient ship behind the hull.
For a moment, she felt extremely frightened.
Everyone woke up, feeling uneasy and scared when they saw this scene.
"Is that weird person gone..." Someone tried to break free, but found that they couldn't break free at all.
They vaguely remembered that there was a very terrifying man in white on this ancient ship, and it was that man who lured them here.
A monk next to him looked up at the mast and flags, and said with a pale face: "It's up there!"
Everyone raised their heads and saw the terrifying person...
But then, these people soon saw the senior in white clothes and white hair, also standing on the mast and flag, standing side by side with that terrifying existence...
Two figures were dressed in white, one was strange and terrifying, and the other was Confucian and mysterious.
"Senior..." The woman who was given the golden duckweed by Su Mo raised her head, and her eyes gradually focused only on that figure in white clothes and white hair.
A man in rich clothes, with a handsome appearance, was holding a folding fan, but he looked a little embarrassed at the moment.
He also raised his head and saw Su Mo with white clothes and white hair, his eyes flashed slightly:
"Su Jingyan..."
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