"Xinhe!Xinhe!"

Chu Xinhe was lying beside Yang Xiu, and around him, Hong Shixian, Wang Yan, Yuan Chengxie, four generals and a group of dead soldiers, were all lying quietly on the ground.

Yang Xiu picked up Chu Xinhe and shook it for a while, then injected his soul into Chu Xinhe's soul in order to find out the reason why Chu Xinhe was unconscious.

"Little baby, don't waste your energy. They will wake up in a while."

"Old, old man?"

Only then did Yang Xiu realize that on the edge of the Wangchuan River, the old boatman put his two skeleton legs in the Wangchuan River, as if he was washing his feet, and he was holding an old cigarette gun in his mouth.

The skull, with two rows of teeth on the upper and lower jaws, biting the cigarette mouth and sucking mist, always making people feel uncomfortable when they look at it.

But Yang Xiu didn't care about this, he cared about...

This old boatman was able to sank his feet into the Forgetful River!

You must know that the water of the Forgetful River is a taboo in the underworld!

This taboo does not mean that the underworld stipulates that the water of the Wangchuan River cannot be touched, but that the water of the Wangchuan River cannot be touched at all!

It is said that the Forget River carried by the Forget River has been rushing for billions of years. It is the largest junction between the underworld and other planes, and it also contains the power of life and death. In addition to the Book of Life and Death, the Forget River has the strongest power of reincarnation.

The power of reincarnation is fatal to the soul, and there is no soul at all. It can be safe and sound under the erosion of the Forgetful River Water.

What's going on with this old boatman?

"Don't be surprised. Those who worship the Book of Life and Death can be recognized by heaven and earth. I am just a boatman. For the cycle of life and death, I will naturally be a little special. I often walk by the river. There are no shoes that don't wet. The Book of Life and Death can't let an old boatman like me die in vain."

Yang Xiu: "Old man, you are always joking. Although I only have the early stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, with my current soul thoughts, I can't even find any fluctuations in your body. Your realm is probably not something that younger generations can imagine."

The old boatman: "Hey, little baby, there are some things that you don't know if you don't stand to a certain height. Look at my bones...tsk, ordinary soul cultivator, but there isn't!"

Yang Xiu's pupils shrank:

"A body of bones...soul-abundle Taoist body?"

The four words "Soul Convergence and Dao Body" represent "the hardest capital to the road to the most powerful!"

Although this statement is a bit vulgar, it does represent the status of the Soul Confucian Taoist body in the soul cultivation world.

Simply put, within the same realm, soul cultivators with the soul aggregate Taoist body can crush soul cultivators without the soul aggregate Taoist body!

The soul-abundance Taoist body can be said to be an existence that is even stronger than the "Dharma, Heaven, Earth and Earth".

The boatman of the Forgetful River started with 100,000 yuan.

If these bones and frames are really the legendary soul-abundant Taoist body...

"Oh, little baby, I have also warned you that sometimes it may not be right to think too much."

After reminding the old boatman, Yang Xiu thought of a key but very basic thing.

The soul is filled with the Tao body, and the body of flesh and blood is condensed with the power of the soul.

And these old boatmen are bone-shaped frames.

Yang Xiu: "Thank you for solving your doubts."

"Not hindrance, no hindrance. The reason why I woke you up in advance was just to see you and talk to you."

Yang Xiu: "I wonder what the old man wants to talk about?"

Old Boatman: "Little baby, I am just curious. What would you do if one day Lord Nandi dies?"

"Master Nandi...what will I do..."

Yang Xiu was still a little stunned for a moment. To be honest, he never thought that the Southern Ghost Emperor would die one day, or that the Southern Ghost Emperor would die because of his soul life, but there would naturally be latecomers...

etc!

A latecomer!

Yang Xiu is now the crown prince under the command of the southern ghost emperor Du Ziren. In the future, he may succeed to the position of Southern Emperor!

The old boatman sighed: "Ghost Emperor, the reason why he is a Ghost Emperor is not just as simple as the Emperor's realm!"

Yang Xiu didn't dare to reply.

It's not as simple as the Emperor Realm...

The Emperor Realm is still simple?

The old boatman's tone was a bit ridiculous.

"Little baby, if your master Zhu Wuxi dies..."

Yang Xiu immediately replied: "If you have grudges, you will take revenge!"

"If it is your little fellow Chu Xinhe..."

Yang Xiu couldn't help but hug Chu Xinhe even tighter:

"Maybe, I can't see that day!"

The old boatman shook his head: "Oh, little baby, you are too concerned about friendship and are not suitable for being a ghost emperor."

Yang Xiu smiled bitterly: "It's okay not to do it, but I'm not interested. Besides, it's not accurate to whether I can break through the holy realm in my life."

"When a person gives great responsibilities, he will first suffer his mind and mind, exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body, and lose his body, and act and disturb his actions. Therefore, he will be moved and endure his nature and will be able to do what he cannot do!"

Yang Xiu was puzzled: "Old man, why do you use the ancient Chinese sayings on Earth? Could it be..."

"I don't come from the earth, but I like some things on the earth very much."

"You little doll, you can only understand by following your original intention. But when you really reach that point, you may not be able to follow your original intention. You little doll, you will not understand your future, I don't understand..."

Yang Xiu remained silent.

What the old boatman said seemed not difficult to understand, but it seemed that something Yang Xiu couldn't understand was hidden.

"Okay, I've said enough today."

Seeing the old boatman getting up and leaving, Yang Xiu hesitated for a moment and asked:

"Old man... Emperor Beiyin... is he still safe?"

The old boatman turned around, and he couldn't see any expression or look on his skull.

"The Emperor of Beiyin, naturally, it's safe!"

"Then, the gods and demons walkers have entered the cycle of reincarnation?"

It is rumored that the Emperor Beiyin of Fengdu once accepted an adopted daughter, who was called the "Goddess of the Netherworld".

Twenty thousand years ago, the Netherworld Goddess in the early stage of the Immortal Saint Realm went to the Demon Realm to perform a mission and died at the hands of one of the most powerful people in the Demon Realm at that time: the God and Demon Walker.

After this news was transmitted back to the underworld, it caused great turmoil.

However, due to the rules of the underworld, attacking a Rakshasa envoy from the Immortal Saint Realm will be sentenced to 9,900 years.

The Emperor of Beiyin of Fengdu personally visited the demon world and used thunder to smash the body of the gods and demons, arrested his soul and drove him into the eighteen levels of hell.

but……

Nine thousand nine hundred years have passed.

No one will even think about whether the gods and demons walkers will re-enter the cycle of reincarnation.

Yang Xiu's question left the old boatman silent.

Yang Xiu smiled and said, "Old man, if he can't even control his own destiny and cannot even obey his original heart, how can he talk about cultivation? Not to mention guarding the underworld and protecting the book of life and death. The Emperor of Beiyin, even if he is the first in the six realms, is only one of the hundreds of billions of creatures in the thousands of planes."

"Maybe, you're right, but Lord Nandi..."

"That's Lord Nandi, not a junior!"

The old boatman nodded:

"Little baby, I'm very optimistic about you!"
Chapter completed!