The world of yin and yang, such as the sun and the moon in the sky, a foggy bay flows across the western stone bridge, more than a dozen chimneys (the unique fish creatures of the underworld, are the self-generated creatures of the underworld, have life and not the dead soul) follow the steps, jump over the bridge, each carrying a "Zhu Mingyue" (the unique thing in the underworld, very much like the night pearl of the world, but with a mild daylight color), you can absorb the hundred years of thoughts of the dead souls on both sides of the strait, and finally the fins are winged, turning into "resentment Yao" (the spiritual thing evolved from the chimney swallowing Zhu Mingyue), such as a flying fish in the fire, carrying a thousand years of thoughts, drifted back to the sun, but the moment he received the sun, he disappeared.

It is completely different from the terrifying and cold gate of the underworld imagined by several people, there is no trace of coldness in the underworld here, and there is no door, only an endless stream of foggy bay separates the two worlds of yin and yang, and there is a moss (things in the underworld, different from the yang) stone bridge on the west side, and the soul can enter the underworld through the bridge. (No regrets flower - one of the two major divine flowers in the world of the dead, unique to the underworld, and the flower on the other side of the Yellow Spring in the underworld, similar to the pale yellow autumn chrysanthemum in the world)

I can't smell a trace of resentment, but I can feel the spring breeze in April in the world, and a bookshelf several feet wide floated in the small river, which is crowded with all kinds of strange books, small wooden shelves, full of hundreds, and a dozen of them fall into the water. And a mole-like creature sat in a book, leaning on the bookshelf with its legs crossed, comfortably flipping through a booklet.

Tang Daoyuan turned his back to everyone, trembled and walked to the small river (the boundary of yin and yang), took off his mask, seemed to shed tears, and then knelt on the ground and kowtowed ten times in a row.

After a long time, the "mole" noticed Tang Daoyuan kneeling in front of him, his eyes flashed with some starlight, his fingers gently flicked on the booklet, and finally stopped at a page. It read Tang Daoyuan's name, and Tang Daoyuan also opened his mouth for the first time, but it was a special beast language, which even Fang Tianmu and Bell couldn't understand.

And that "mole" is actually the true ancestor of Tang Daoyuan's race, there is no one, it is the earliest psychic beast of this race, and it is precisely because of it that countless creatures have been reproduced. And for hundreds of millions of years, it has already been known as "Wulu Taizun", becoming one of the indirect spirits of the underworld, and also the guardian saint of the border of the underworld.

"Wulu Taizun" looked at his children and grandchildren lovingly, and stretched out his hand. Fang Tianmu, Bell and Du Xiaoyue saw an ultra-ancient "Immortal" phantom, which gently stroked Tang Daoyuan's hair, and its love overflowed. Tang Daoyuan's head slowly stood up three spirit hairs, the "immortal" seemed to know everything, and said something to Tang Daoyuan, and then Tang Daoyuan slowly put on the mask, still kneeling, and his knees began to bloom, which was an autumn chrysanthemum-like flower without regrets. There are no regrets about the flowers, and Tang Daoyuan turns into a leaf in the flower and floats in the air. A moment later, Du Xiaoyue's feet also gave birth to a flower without regrets, without the slightest ability to resist, and she also floated with the petals.

Wulu Taizun stood up, with his hands behind his back, to say that a little mole was standing with his hands behind his back like a human, no matter how he looked at it, it was a little funny, but Bell and Fang Tianmu were full of respect, and they didn't dare to breathe. After a few breaths, Wulu Taizun beckoned to the two, Bell and Fang Tianmu walked over, Taizun seemed to touch the heads of the two, the two of them knelt in unison, but when they were about to kneel, they were stopped by Taizun's immortal power, and finally each knelt half-kneeling and bowed their heads in front of Taizun.

Wulu Taizun gently stroked the foreheads of the two, it was obviously a "mole", but its eyes were like loved ones. Wulu Taizun opened the immortal mouth and said softly: "Child, are you still suffering? Haven't come home yet? Somehow, Fang Tianmu and the bell silently shed tears on their stupid faces, they didn't understand why they were crying, but after the sound of "child" rang, their hearts lost all the strength of the world, and it seemed that thousands of years of bitterness and grievances broke at this moment.

"Huh?" Mu Ziyun, who was wandering behind the gravedigger, suddenly stopped. He raised his hand and touched his cheek suspiciously, "How... Why are you crying? It turned out that his cheeks had already been wet with tears, and he looked around at the resentment that could not see the end, and hurriedly ran a few steps in a certain direction.

"Barbarian... Brute teeth? The kite gently patted the back of the wailing truce, "What's wrong?" Remember something? But the truce couldn't say a word, just howling and crying.

In the distant jungle, a lonely figure stood by the lake, "Why are you crying?" I haven't cried anymore. Jun Shimei's eyes contained endless sorrow, and he never cried again since the girl died.

Songyang Longluo sat under the big tree, holding himself in his arms, his head buried in his legs, and he was also in tears. And the overlord Wang Xu deliberately ran out for several miles, and he never shed tears, except today.

And only they can't stop sobbing....

The bell and Fang Tianmu hugged each other, the bell cried, and Fang Tianmu cried silently. Wulu Taizun caressed the faces of the two of them lovingly, and said gently: "It's okay, it's okay.... I will come back, obviously everyone is suffering the same thing, but I want the nine of you to carry the hope of all the spirits, and it is hard work.... Now the creatures of the world are very unfriendly to you, knowing that you have finally survived for three million years, but you have never had the opportunity to see you, little ones, you must have suffered a lot of grievances..."

The bell hugged Wulu Taizun and cried loudly, those inexplicable words were said to her heart, those emotions for no reason, filled her body, she couldn't help herself, they needed comfort too much, they needed warmth too much... What kind of story does "they" come with when they reappear as "evil"? It's clear that it's full of holes, but it's still full of evil.

The sound of sorrow sounded again, the sea of regretless flowers flew petals, and Wulu Taizun said gently: "Children, I have to go, I came to see you on purpose, I want to come on, the long-term suffering, please, continue to carry the hope of all the spirits..."

Wulu Taizun is the guardian spirit of the border of the underworld, and this time he deliberately appeared in this corner, indeed just to see them...

No regrets also gave birth to a flower under the feet of the bell, and it was also like Tang Daoyuan and Du Xiaoyue, floating in the air, and then disappeared into the air, Wulu Taizun looked at Fang Tianmu and said softly: "Child, this is your fate, you can go down by yourself, it's okay... Your front, unimpeded." He opened a book, turned to a page, glanced at it, and said in a loud voice to the underworld behind him: "Minglat?? Brosalammi?? Barn, this kid is one of the hopes, don't make a move on him, your responsibility for his safety..."

The black shadow that was suddenly exposed by the bones of the half of his body was angry at Wulu Taizun, but it was a pity that Rao was in such a realm as him, and he could only bow his head and whisper back: "Alas... Got it, what a disappointment, old fellow. ”

Xiao Se was silent, Bell, Du Xiaoyue, and Tang Daoyuan appeared outside the Dingbei Group Demon Valley, and Fang Tianmu stepped on the stone bridge.

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