Liu Qinghuan opened his eyes and remembered everything.

Back then, when he passed by Qimang Mountain, a group of thieves with hoes and sickles jumped out, and then he was beaten to the ground three or two times, and then asked the reason.

It turned out that these people were all villagers on both sides of the Nulong River, because the Nulong River flooded and washed away their homes, their lives were lost, and they were picked up by two bandit leaders, so they started to rob passers-by.

The thieves were frightened by his casually exposed hands, and they wept bitterly, and explained everything about their families, and one of them was the pillar.

The pillar was picked up and raised by his old man, but he didn't want to be unable to marry a daughter-in-law for the rest of his life, so he didn't want to become a ferryman at all.

The speaker was unintentional, the listener was intentional, Liu Qinghuan was interested in the legend he mentioned about the ferryman, so he took him aside, gave the other party some silver, and only asked him to take the money to a distant place, and never returned to the Nulong River.

The pillar got a few dozen taels of silver for nothing, and he was overjoyed, and he didn't inform his "brothers", and went out of the mountain overnight.

As for the others, Liu Qinghuannian only injured people, but did not kill anyone, so after a small punishment, he cast a spell to slightly modify their memories of the pillar, and then released them back to their hometown.

After that, Liu Qinghuan took out the wine-scented sauce-red fruit.

To be specially brought to him by the gray donkey from the depths of the ancient beast mountain forest is naturally not a mortal thing. So after some investigation, he learned that its name was Dunyiguo, which was a strange thing that was difficult to find in heaven and earth.

The so-called "Avenue 50, Tianyan 49, people escape one of them", between heaven and earth, the law of the Tao has a total of 50, but can only derive 49, one of which is escaped, and the result of the escape is this line of heaven.

Liu Qinghuan had been looking for an opportunity to fuse his life and death realm, but he didn't find it for many years until he heard the legend about the ferryman.

However, after taking the fruit, he will forget all about the past, and it will be like a drunken scene, leaving everything in the past, including identity, honor, fate, all kinds obtained, and even the constraints, restrictions, and dilemmas that arise from it, to experience a real life that does not belong to him, and to escape that glimmer of heaven to comprehend the way of heaven, in order to obtain the fruit of the Tao, so this fruit also has a name called "drunken life and dream death".

So, Liu Qinghuan, who has self-styled spiritual sense, cultivation, and mana, and has eaten the fruit of escape, has become a pillar, an inconspicuous ferryman on the Nulong River, to experience the life of mortals full of joys and sorrows, and to understand life and death in the world of forgetting the world.

If Liu Qinghuan hadn't lost his memory, hadn't sealed his spiritual sense and cultivation, the underworld would have been just an ordinary place for him, and he wouldn't have had so many profound emotions and touches, nor would he have experienced ups and downs in his mood and enlightenment.

Moreover, as a monk, he was already an outsider from the day he embarked on the path of cultivation, and even if he died, he would not enter the netherworld to be judged, but would accept the reckoning of the Heavenly Dao, and then fall directly into reincarnation.

Therefore, he saw and experienced another life, and because of the short life span of mortals, he saw more life and death, and it was different from the life and death of monks.

Liu Qinghuan lay quietly on the boat, and the past sixty years of life began to slowly replay in his mind, the fear when he saw the ghost for the first time, the fear and curiosity when he picked up the dead soul into the dead world for the first time, and the experience of traveling in the dead world after slowly getting used to being a ferryman.

The desperate and frenzied howls of the imprisoned dead in the city of vain death......

In the hell of the blood pool, the souls of the dead who are suffering from the grinding of flesh and bones every day are constantly screaming and moaning......

Boiling oil pots, sharp forks, soldering irons, rattling chains......

Subsequently, the experience of past lives was also added to the replay, the bloody war between the two realms, the battle between the Stygian Mountain Battlefield and the Red Clothes to the death, the battle in the Netherworld Lycopra Spirit Garden, and the Lunar Moon Blood Realm Blood Moon in the sky......

The pictures of memory flashed quickly in front of me like a marquee, until they finally froze on the road of escape from Ning'an City to Tongda City!

At this moment, Liu Qinghuan's eyes began to change, a large white net in his left eye was slowly opening, and a pitch-black whirlpool appeared in his right eye, like an abyss of endless darkness, gradually raging and spreading.

Life is also painful, death is also painful, life is like a net, death is the same prisoner, life and death are reincarnated, and there is no liberation.

And if you want to be liberated, there is only one way!

The red dust is thousands, not as good as a wisp of breeze, and the difficulty of day and night can be accompanied by tea and wine.

What is the joy of life, and what is the pain of death? Life is the back, death is the tail, life and death are the same, unchanging and unchanging, unchanging, the cycle goes on and on, and the cycle is endless.

The road is simple, and heaven and man are one.

......

The wind stopped, the clouds stopped, with the small boat as the center, the turbulent, like the raging dragon tumbling on the surface of the river was forcibly flattened inch by inch, the heaven and the earth were dead silent, a vast and mysterious artistic conception of the Tao spread out at the speed of thunder, flying over the Nulong River, rowing through the mortal villages on both sides of the river, shrouding the mountains and rivers under it, and then spreading out of the Damo River, spreading to the entire Howling Wind Continent!

Izumo Prefecture, Sleepy Spring City.

Cang Zhen, who was explaining the matter to the people under the seat, suddenly stopped talking and turned his head to look into the distance with a surprised expression.

The disciple on the side raised his head puzzled: "Taizun?"

Cang Zhen didn't answer, but closed his eyes and felt it carefully, revealing a smile: "I don't know which Taoist friend has attained the Dao, yes, it seems that we have another Divine Transformation Monk after the interface." ”

Everyone who heard this was shocked on the spot!

"Ah, someone has advanced to the level of God?!"

"What Taizun said must be right, wow! We will have four Great Cultivators in the Howling Wind Continent in the future!"

"Who do you think it is, could it be the Razor senior of the Forgotten Dust Sect, I heard that the senior ......"

"No, I think it should be the Cave Void True Monarch of the Qingxu Gate, since the death of the Penghua True Monarch Immortal, he is the most powerful among the Yuanying Monks. ”

"It's not them. Cang Zhen shook his head and said, "It's even possible that it's not from our Howling Wind Continent...... The artistic conception of the Dao that flew by was very unfamiliar, and I had never seen it before......"

He pondered for a moment, then got up and walked out: "No matter who it is, if there is a new Taoist friend who has attained the Tao, I should go and express my congratulations. ”

......

Magic Rock Island.

Since the Ten Thousand Demon Valley Spatial Passage was successfully sealed a few years ago, Wen Dao was impatient with those mundane affairs, and he didn't bother to accept the flattery of those monks below, so he moved to this quiet island.

As soon as he walked out of the cave after finishing his cultivation, he suddenly stopped, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and his figure appeared in mid-air in a blink of an eye.

Wen Dao frowned, felt it carefully, and the color of surprise was even stronger.

"It's actually the Dao realm of the cycle of life and death...... This person is not only ambitious, but also very bold, he dares to cultivate such a big realm, and even let him successfully merge into the realm and step into the god. ”

He whispered a few words to himself, and suddenly smiled: "I want to see what kind of master he is, mader than me!"

As he spoke, his figure flashed, and he rushed in the direction of the Big Mochuan River.

......

Donghuazhou, Jiuxiao City.

Mu Yinyin's eyelids have been jumping since the morning, and she always feels that something is about to happen.

The last time I had this kind of premonition was when Liu Qinghuan disappeared in the Great Mirage, and this time ......

Qing Huan abruptly ended his retreat in the Great Cave of the Wenshi Sect many years ago, leaving only a letter saying that he was going out to find an opportunity to merge with the Dao Realm, and he was never heard from since.

And Liu Qinghuan is not in the sect, and it is inconvenient for her to stay on Qingjian Peak for a long time, after all, she and the other party have not yet held a formal double cultivation ceremony, and the defense of the back mountain of the Wenshi faction is extremely tight, and it is inconvenient for outsiders to enter and exit.

As a woman, Mu Yinyin decided to trust her instincts, left Jiuxiao City, and rushed to the Wenshi faction, calling out Yan Rou and Jiang Nianen, and asking if there was news of their master.

Naturally, the result was no, and she couldn't help but feel disappointed, and her heart was even more worried.

......

Mu Yinyin relied on his intuition for the Taoist, while Wen Dao and Cang Zhen felt the fleeting Dao meaning containing the rules of heaven and earth because they were close.

However, when they arrived at the Nulong River, they saw only a large river that roared all year round, and a flat boat floating on the surface of the river.

At this time, Liu Qinghuan had already left Damochuan, and after finding someone to find out about the nearest teleportation circle to Yunmengze, he rushed back non-stop.

"Wait, wait!"

While hurrying, he pacified the three mulberry trees in the dantian.

"It's really terrible, it's not good when you come out, but you are in time to become a wood at this time...... What do you mean you can't suppress...... Okay, okay, blame me, I didn't know that it would take more than 60 years after eating 'drunk life and dream death'. ”

Just stepped into the realm of transforming gods, and before Liu Qinghuan could feel the joy of the next promotion, he suddenly learned that Sansang Mu was about to leave his body. So he had no choice but to hurry to Yunmengze, secretly glad that he had chosen the place where Sansang Mu had taken root in the years he had traveled.