When Lu Xin stepped on the river surface, he felt that the river water under his feet was strong enough to bear his weight. Then he stepped on his left foot. Sure enough, his whole body stood on the river surface and was as if he was walking on flat ground, without any feeling of sinking.

After getting down the river, the black wind and sand around disappeared. The sky became very high and clear, like a reflection of the river surface. Looking back, except for the endless river bank, the way I came had disappeared. The whole world showed an extremely ethereal smell. The six-day blue river seemed to flow down from the sky.

"The prehistoric water... This place is really more and more surprising!"

Lu Xin traveled from modern times to the Tang Dynasty and had never experienced such a scene. All aspects of the entire Fengdu Ghost Realm seem to violate the natural laws of the vast world.

The black wind and sand, the hard red earth as hard as iron, are heavy enough to support people's river water... Everything here is magical like a dream.

"If this is what the prehistoric world looks like, then the power of the prehistoric demon clan is enough to imagine. Not all living beings can rule such a world."

He sighed in his heart, Lu Xin began to walk carefully towards the opposite bank of the river. The flow of the Liutian Qing River was changing all the time. There seemed to be a huge gravity under the riverbed, pulling everything on the river surface, making people slow down. It took Lu Xin more than an hour to reach the center of the river. At this time, thick white fog suddenly appeared around, which was hazy and gloomy, making people unable to see the direction. Lu Xin tried to walk out, but after a long time, it was still in a hazy area. The fog around seemed to have roots and could not be dissipated.

Lu Xin was a little irritated, and suddenly fell from an ethereal and clear world into a hazy and gloomy world. The contrast was too great. What's worse was that he couldn't think of any way to leave this place.

"You are lonely and helpless. You can't figure out why this is happening, but this is your ending. It's also the ending I don't want to see the least."

"Who, who is talking?"

Lu Xin looked around at a loss, but suddenly a sound came from his ear. The sound was intermittent, sometimes heavy, sometimes light. He could only hear some of it, but he could feel that the speaker was very familiar with him. This sense of familiarity made him stand up all over his body.

"The ending you don't want to see the most? Hahahaha, haven't you wanted to kill me long ago? When I first entered Chang'an, you tried every means to make me die. Now, as you wish, isn't it great?"

"Yes, I thought of killing you, but I hope you would listen to me at that time. Leave Chang'an and stay away from the right and wrong of the Tang Dynasty. You do not belong to this world, your time travel is just an accident. Therefore, even if you are so powerful, you still cannot change everything. Just like this mountain, it towers into the sky, making the world look up to it, but it is forever pressed under the heavenly way. And I am the only way!"

Walking along the source of the sound, Lu Xin soon saw a picture that made him palpitations in the distant fog. It was a huge mountain peak that stretched to the sky. Above the top of the peak, a man in black was wrapped in blood and stood in the air. Below it, another boy in white was half-kneeling with a sword. It was obvious that he had just experienced a fierce battle, not only covered in blood, but also broke an arm. The reason why Lu Xin was palpitations was because the person kneeling on the ground was actually himself. The man in black was the murderous Lu Tingfang.

In this picture, the two brothers finally reached the point where they drew their swords toward each other.

"Ahem, Heavenly Dao? Lu Tingfang, I don't believe that this heaven is like this. Maybe you have become the best in the world, maybe everyone in the world is afraid of you. But from the moment you killed my master, even if you are really Heavenly Dao, I will kill the Tao and the sky at any cost!"

A long roar shook the mountains and rivers. The boy bounced up from the ground, merged with the sword, and turned into a dazzling golden sword energy and rushed towards Lu Tingfang. But the next second, the golden sword energy was surrounded by the blood evil spirits in the sky and disappeared in an instant. When the world recovered as before, the boy in white was gone. A shaky sword fell from the void and made a bumpy golden sound. Lu Tingfang looked down at the top of the mountain and took a long breath. The magic power on his body was actually rising wildly. It seemed that at the moment, he ate the boy in white and took all his cultivation for himself.

The scene in the distance was terrifyingly real, and Lu Xin was frightened at every moment. Especially when the boy in white disappeared, his heart was as painful as a knife, and even his body was difficult to stand firm. He wanted to say that the boy in white was not himself. But the scene in front of him was really too real, it was as if something was about to happen.

"Hmph, who dares to peek at me?"

Suddenly, Lu Tingfang in the scene suddenly turned his head, his eyes cold, and he looked straight in. His gaze was as bright as the sun in the sky, illuminating everything, leaving nothing in the world. Lu Xin was frightened, his heart beating very fast, and he was about to rush out of his chest. Lu Tingfang's pressure was as powerful as breaking through time and space, and he wanted to wipe him out in this world.

Plop!

Lu Xin suddenly knelt on the ground, his breathing was terrifyingly rapid. A haze of death occupied all the thoughts in his mind. He was extremely scared and frightened, as if he had changed back to the helpless child who only knew how to cry in an instant.

The six sky blue river is still filled with fog. The world is silent, empty, and cold...

"What happened to the scene just now? Did I... see the scene before my death?"

It was unknown how long it took Lu Xin to recover from the pain of dying. At this time, his eyes were bloody and his whole body was sweating profusely, as if he had just experienced a battle of life and death. He looked up and looked around, and the scene in the distance disappeared. No matter how he looked for it, he could no longer see the peaks that reached the sky and the figure wrapped in blood.

Lu Tingfang disappeared, but he was extremely depressed. Deep in his mind, the scenes he had seen before were lingering. Lu Xin thought that he had experienced so many disasters and had long regarded life and death indifferently. But he was wrong. At this moment, he realized that no one was not afraid of death. At least, no one could be unmoved when he saw his death.

"Master? The master cannot die at Li Chunfeng's hands. Everything just now must be a lie, a lie..."

"Everything has cause and effect. As long as you are still in these six worlds, you cannot escape the pain of separation from life and death. Since there is cause and effect, everything will have destiny. Some things have long been destined. What you just saw is your future and your end."

"Master Daoan?"

Looking forward, a monk appeared in the fog a few steps away. It turned out to be the Eastern Jin sage monk Lu Xin had seen in the ruined temple in Xuanzhou, Shi Daoan. But he clearly remembered that Shi Daoan had been dead for hundreds of years. Even when the ruined temple, there was only a wisp of residual soul left.

What's strange is that when facing Lu Xin's question, the monk did not answer. Instead, he clasped his hands together and closed his eyes and pronounced the Buddha's name.

"A man will die, but the Buddha will be merciful and transformed into the Western Paradise. You should put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha on your own."

After the monk's voice fell, he suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils were blood red, like ghosts and charms. At the same time, the monk slapped out with his palm, the golden dragon roared, and the sky was filled with Buddhist light. Lu Xin only felt that he could be overturned at any time in the vast waves. The person in front of him was definitely not an illusion.

"What does everything mean that everything is destined? Destiny is not a plaything in any of you. I believe in cause and effect, but I don't believe in you ghosts and monsters!"

Lu Xin sneered, stood up suddenly, and slapped a palm at the monk. The two magical powers collided, and the dazzling Brahma light covered the boundless white mist. The boy rushed into the Brahma light with his sword, and saw a black flying shadow galloping away. After chasing for a while, the surrounding mist disappeared. The world returned to its clean and clear appearance. In the distance, there was a black bird flapping its wings to fly to the other side with its wings in horror.

Looking back, I could still see the river bank when I came, but there was no trace of white mist. Everything I had just experienced seemed to be just a nightmare in an instant.

At this moment, Lu Xin suddenly remembered a passage that Zhao Li said to him on the way from Chang'an to Fengdu City. In the article "Shan Hai Jing? The Classic of Hai Nei", there was a description of the Fengdu Ghost Realm.

Zhao Li's original words at that time were, "It is said that there is a mountain called Youdu Mountain in the North Sea. Black water flows out from there, with black birds, black snakes, black panthers, black tigers, and black foxes with black tails. Tu Bo looks very scary, holding nine ropes in his hand, sharp horns on his head, and bloody hands on his back, chasing people quickly. Three eyes, tiger heads, and body like cows, treating people as delicious."

"The black bird...it seems that everything that just now is all the illusion it created."

Thinking of this, Lu Xin's face looked much better. Although the haze that was killed by Lu Tingfang was lingering, he had the courage to continue walking. Since then, Lu Xin's steps have been much faster than before. In less than half an hour, he passed through the entire Liutian Qing River. However, the moment Lu Xin stepped on the river bank, the ground suddenly became extremely soft and warm. People were on it, as if stepping on cotton, and for a moment they were unable to stand firm.

Not only that, in front of the palace not far away, Lu Xin saw a large number of black birds attacking the crowd. The birds were as big as eagles, all black, with three legs, and extremely fierce eyes. A large number of corpses lying around the palace, all of which were eaten, and blood fell all over the ground.

Roar, roar, roar!

A low roar suddenly appeared in his ears. Lu Xin turned his head and looked at a black wolf, shaped like an elephant, walking towards him step by step from his left hand. The black wolf even had an unrecognizable head in his mouth. And on the black wolf's back, there seemed to be a vague shadow, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

"Living people shouldn't come to this hell!"
Chapter completed!