Chapter 367
Half an hour later, midnight arrived.

But beyond Qin Wudao's expectation, the ghost gate did not appear, and there was silence.

"Did I guess wrong?"

Qin Wudao pondered, opened the book of life and death again, and read the content on the second page. It clearly stated that at midnight, the gate of hell will open.

After coming to Hanjiang, the book of life and death changed. First, the flower of the other side appeared on the first page, and then the gate of ghosts appeared on the second page.

And when the ghost gate on the second page appeared, it was after seeing the flower of the other shore.

If the reminder in the book of life and death is true, then the ghost gate must exist, and it is all around.

Of course, there is another possibility, that is, the reminder in the book of life and death is false, but Qin Wudao believes in the system and the book of life and death.

"Where is it?"

Qin Wudao looked around, except for the withered Bana flowers, there was only cold water intercepted out of thin air, and a clean mountain.

Soon, Qin Wudao drained the cold water. This river flows for thousands of miles, is highly corrosive, and does not have the conditions to become a ghost gate.

That's all that's left of this mountain.

It stands on the ground, cutting off the flowing cold water. Could it be a door leading to another place?

"Seeking wealth in danger!"

Qin Wudao took a deep breath, tipped his toes, and rose into the air. Under Guo Jia's horrified eyes, he flew towards the clean mountain wall.

Touching the rock wall of the mountain, there is no hard feeling as imagined, but a strong suction.

In the next breath, Qin Wudao was sucked into the rock wall of the mountain and disappeared.

Guo Jia frowned slightly, with worry in his eyes. He deduced that Qin Wudao might have entered the secret realm, but it was unknown whether he would encounter danger.

After a whirl, Qin Wudao landed on the hard ground. This is a long road with no end in sight. Every hundred feet, there are green torches lit on both sides of the stone road, dancing like ghosts.

The fog on both sides of the road blocked the line of sight.

Qin Wudao tried to use the power of the soul to investigate, and found that there was a powerful force in the void, which suppressed the power of the soul and could not be detected.

The book of life and death trembled slightly, and automatically turned to the third page, on which a stone road was drawn, extending to an unknown place.

Huangquan Road!
The soul of the dead passes through the gate of ghosts, crosses Huangquan Road, and enters the real underworld.

Remember, don't look back on the road to Huangquan! ! !

Qin Wudao's eyes flashed, he let go of his courage, and walked forward along Huangquan Road, not worrying about whether he would encounter danger.

After walking for more than two hours, the fog on both sides of Huangquan Road gradually faded, and the sound of the stream flowing could be heard, which was crisp and pleasant, which made people feel happy in the soul.

When the fog cleared away, you could see a river flowing, the water was blood red, there were countless dead souls howling at the bottom of the water, insects and snakes were everywhere, and the wind was blowing.

Seeing this scene for the first time, Qin Wudao was also taken aback. The densely packed dead souls were struggling, and their resentment almost condensed into substance, turning into a faint mist.

It turned out that the previous white mist was not formed naturally, but the resentment of these dead souls.

Turning to the fourth page of the book of life and death, there is a painting of a river, shuttling through the dark world, entwined with insects and snakes, and the souls of the dead sinking, exactly the same as the scene seen before.

Wangchuan River, the boundary river between the yang world and the yin world, contains lonely wild ghosts who cannot be reincarnated and dead souls who do not want to be reincarnated. They are tortured in the water, and life is worse than death.

Qin Wudao continued to move forward, and the sound of dull steps reached the ears of Wangchuanhe's dead souls, who became even crazier and all grinned at him.

However, in the next breath, there happened a scene that made Qin Wudao feel his scalp tingling, and he saw countless black and white dead souls floating by, holding chains that locked the souls, restraining the dead souls.

"Ghost?"

Qin Wudao swallowed.

At this moment, a ghost messenger turned around and showed him a meaningful smile.

The soul of the dead who was restrained by the ghost messenger also turned his head curiously, and was thrown into the Wangchuan River by a powerful force, losing the qualification for reincarnation.

Turning back on Huangquan Road, expressing that I still have nostalgia, and I want to be baptized in the Wangchuan River.

The black and white ghosts shook their heads slightly, retracted the chain, turned around and walked towards Qin Wudao, and passed through his body.

If this scene is seen by outsiders, their scalp will definitely go numb with fright.

Qin Wudao was also taken aback. He stood in place for a while before he got used to it, and continued to walk forward. Once he set foot on Huangquan Road, there was no chance of turning back.

Walking with ghosts, I am afraid that he is the only person in the primitive continent for several epochs!

Two hours later, Qin Wudao saw that on both sides of the Wangchuan River, a large number of flowers on the other side began to grow, some with flowers but no leaves, and some with leaves without flowers, revealing a touch of desolation.

"It should be almost the end of Huangquan Road!"

Seeing the Bana flowers in full bloom, Qin Wudao speculated.

His deduction was correct. After walking for more than ten miles, a cliff appeared in front of him. The Wangchuan water on both sides of Huangquan Road flowed downward, forming a waterfall of unknown depth.

Many dead souls were washed away by the current, making shrill screams, and their souls flew away.

An arched cyan stone bridge connects the opposite bank.

Qin Wudao subconsciously opened the book of life and death, only to see the information of this stone bridge on the fifth page, named Naihe Bridge!

With the bridge as the boundary, a new reincarnation begins.

On the bluestone bridge deck, with five steps, women are on the west side of the bridge, men are on the east side of the bridge, yin on the left and yang on the right.The promise of the mortal world, all emotions, start here, and end here.

Thousands of feet under the Naihe Bridge, surrounded by clouds and mists, no one knows what is waiting for the next life.

"Naihe Bridge, what a meeting in this life, what a reunion in the next life!"

Qin Wudao sighed quietly, looking back for a hundred years, waiting for a thousand years, no matter how deep the relationship was in the yang world, if you cross this bridge, everything will start again.

"You are a stranger, what are you doing here?"

Suddenly, an old woman stood on the Naihe Bridge with a cane in her hand, her face was cruel, and she looked like a wicked mother-in-law.

"Senior, I also accidentally broke in, where is this place?"

Qin Wudao respected the way of salutation, but he played tricks and didn't say that he was looking for the inheritance of Huangquan Supreme.

"Hehe, you are dishonest, this is Huang Quan. Are you here to find the inheritance of Huang Quan Supreme?"

The old woman said with a smile, the ugly facial features crowded together, like a ghost, so that the children dare not cry at night.

Hearing that this is the inheritance of Huangquan Supreme, Qin Wudao was not very happy, but more dignified, because he didn't know whether the old woman in front of him was an enemy or a friend.

"Go back! The successor of the Supreme Being of Huangquan must be the power of yin. If you practice the way of the emperor, you must have the power of yang. It is impossible to succeed!"

The old woman said with a smile.

For some reason, Qin Wudao always felt that her words had a strong bewitching power, so he couldn't help turning around and leaving.

"No, don't turn back on the way to Huangquan, once I turn back, I will definitely die!"

Thinking of the reminder from the book of life and death, Qin Wudao circulated his aura, and his vigilance increased greatly.

(End of this chapter)

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