Chapter 650: Forgetting Love and Crossing the Sky
Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin looked solemn: "I am not joking with you, nor do I want to laugh at you."
"Xiao Sun, you have taken care of my son for many years. I am endlessly grateful to you."
"You have been blessed by the gods and received unexpected help when you sneaked into the fairy city this time."
"On the contrary, it's extremely dangerous on my side! I just regret that we don't have enough troops. The more the better."
Sun Lingtong frowned: "Could it be that the Gray Bone Old Man will face a crisis of survival?"
Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin nodded slowly with a solemn look.
Sun Lingtong's heart suddenly sank, and she couldn't help but think to herself, "My aunt is taking this so seriously, maybe the enemies in the Water Burial Valley are even more terrifying than those in Wangchuan Fairy City!"
"After all, this time, if Lord Wangchuan's century-long conspiracy is really to be destroyed, the role and contribution of Old Man Gray Bone will be absolutely enormous."
"My aunt received guidance from Old Man Graybone before she died. The reason why we have two cultivation armies would be impossible without Old Man Graybone's planning."
"If I were the Lord of Wangchuan Mansion, once I knew the truth, I would definitely hate Old Man Huigu to death and would definitely get rid of him as soon as possible!"
"My aunt separated from me for my own good..."
"But how can I cross the Forgotten River and enter the Immortal City?"
Sun Lingtong looked at the wide river in front of her and felt quite troubled.
Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin has already led the army and set off again. Before leaving, she stretched out her hand and grabbed a ball of air from her body, condensing it into a ball of air, which glowed slightly.
"This is my aura. It will cover you and help you get through the gate."
Sun Lingtong took it with both hands and looked up at the Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin, who was riding in a chariot that was gradually accelerating.
Sun Lingtong looked at the back of the chariot and shouted, "Aunt, how can I cross the river?"
Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin sent a telepathic message: "Little Sun, it's not that I don't want to continue to guide you."
"But my state is special. I am no longer a living being, much less a ghost or god. After waking up this time, I have been calculating continuously, which has caused fluctuations in my luck. If I continue to give you too much guidance, it will be bad. You just need to let nature take its course."
After giving her instructions, she led her army of paper figures away, rushing to another battlefield with a heavy fighting spirit.
Sun Lingtong, a little boy, was left alone.
He looked at the vast river and was at a loss for a moment, not knowing what to do.
If it was his first time here, he might try to use some magic, stealing skills or something like that, and then suffer some consequences.
But he and Ross had seen it before, and this experience gave him a deep understanding and awe of the Lethe River.
Luo Si was at the Nascent Soul stage, and was appointed as a general to lead the army to attack Baizhi Xiancheng. His strength was naturally quite outstanding. Even so, he only dared to sit on the river bank and fish by the river, and did not dare to wade easily.
"Wait, that's not right, that's not right!"
Sun Lingtong suddenly had an idea, and thought of a key point: "There are many residents in Wangchuan Fairy City. It is impossible for everyone to be powerful. It is impossible for them to cross the Wangchuan River by themselves."
"With so many people, they must have a stable channel that allows them to easily enter Wangchuan Immortal City. Perhaps it's a teleportation array or something."
Thinking of this point, Sun Lingtong suddenly became energetic.
He immediately walked along the river to investigate.
Soon, he passed through the vast river fog and saw a ferry.
"Sure enough, sure enough! My idea is right." Sun Lingtong was cheered up, secretly excited, and approached the ferry with caution.
The ferry was quite simple, and there was already a group of monks waiting at the ferry.
Sun Lingtong watched from a distance for the sake of caution. He found that among these waiting creatures, there were not only soul cultivators, but also various ghosts. Their cultivation levels were also uneven. The highest one was at the Golden Core level, but there was only one, a small number of foundation-building cultivators, and a little more were at the Qi Refining stage. The majority were ordinary people.
Sun Lingtong let down his guard a little.
He touched his face. At this moment, he naturally looked like a ghost cultivator from the underworld. After confirming that his disguise was still effective, he walked into the ferry as if nothing had happened.
His arrival did not attract any attention, but as he strolled around the ferry and looked around, more and more people looked at him.
This ferry crossing was really quite simple, and Sun Lingtong could see everything at a glance, without gaining much.
His gaze eventually fell on these monks. Seeing them lining up on their own and remaining silent, he couldn't help but secretly wonder at their orderliness.
Sun Lingtong stood at the front of the team, thinking about what to say, trying to get information, but the ghost cultivator closest to him suddenly said, "Hey, little brother, do you want to join Wangchuan Immortal City?"
"Ah? Yes." Sun Lingtong nodded.
The ghost cultivator who had spoken to him opened his mouth wide and showed a warm smile: "Then you can line up in front of me."
Sun Lingtong was surprised.
But as soon as the ghost cultivator finished speaking, other ghosts and soul cultivators spoke one after another.
"Fuck me in the front, fuck me in the front!"
"Why do I cut in line with you? I'm in front of you, bro, come over to me."
"Come on, I'll give you my seat."
The waiting monks were quite enthusiastic and humble.
Sun Lingtong was a smart person by nature and immediately noticed the weirdness and strangeness hidden under the excessive enthusiasm.
Seeing him hesitate, the soul cultivators became even more noisy, scrambling to help Sun Lingtong. Some ghosts even glared with red eyes, revealing a fierce look, but they forcibly restrained themselves.
Sun Lingtong decisively moved away from these people and walked to the end of the team.
After he stood at the end of the line, these ghosts and soul cultivators shut up one after another. Some of them snorted in dissatisfaction, while others turned their heads and glanced at Sun Lingtong, their sinister looks almost unable to be concealed.
"You're not stupid, kid. Standing at the end of the line will do you no harm."
An old man suddenly spoke. He was standing in front of Sun Lingtong. He was originally the last one, but now he was the second to last one.
Sun Lingtong cast a glance and saw that it was a human soul cultivator, so he tried to ask: "Old man, is there any explanation for this?"
The old man nodded: "They want to do good deeds and seize every opportunity to accumulate merit."
"But there is a huge difference between truly doing good deeds and being like them."
"Like me, I am truly accumulating virtue and doing good deeds with a kind heart!"
The old man did not speak with his back to others, nor did he use his spiritual sense to transmit his thoughts.
Hearing these words, many ghosts and soul cultivators were furious. They turned around and glared at him.
"Old man, stop gossiping!"
"Who do you think you are? How dare you come and teach your ghost grandfather to do good deeds?"
"Are you looking down on us? What a hypocrite!"
The old man caused the public outrage, but he just laughed and turned to Sun Lingtong and said with a smile: "Just watch out, little devil."
After saying this, he turned his head and looked at everyone, glaring and shouting: "What are you yelling for?! You idiots, come and hit me if you dare."
"Don't worry, I'm very weak and my cultivation is poor. I'm only at the Qi Refining Stage, no different from an ordinary person."
"You can kill me with just one punch. Come on, punch me in the chest. I promise I'll be dead in no time!"
After hearing what he said, everyone who had been shouting just now shut up immediately.
Sun Lingtong observed their expressions and immediately realized that these people were severely shocked.
The old man's "defeating the strong with the weak" also made Sun Lingtong understand at this moment: even before entering the Wangchuan Fairy City, he was already under certain rules of the Fairy City.
"Could it be that this Wangchuan Fairy City advocates respecting the elderly and loving the young, and doing good deeds?" he asked the old man.
The old man nodded: "The rules of Wangchuan Immortal City are very strict. Soul cultivators and ghosts entering the city are subject to strict inspection."
"The key content of the examination is whether there is sin and how much sin there is, whether there is virtue and how much virtue there is."
"The fewer sins you have and the more virtues you have, the easier it will be to enter the Immortal City and qualify as a citizen."
"And at this Wangqing Ferry, you must abide by the rules. If you shout or cut in line, you may anger Yun Xiao Daoying and not be allowed to board the Sky Return Raft."
The more Sun Lingtong listened, the more questions he had. He couldn't help but ask, "Wait a minute, old man. What is this Yun Xiao reflection? What is Kong Hui Cha? Is it a ferry?"
The old man was also surprised when he heard him ask this: "Little ghost, you want to enter Wangchuan Fairy City, don't you even know these two?"
Sun Lingtong thought that she had been discovered to be a “newcomer”, so she shook her head decisively: “I don’t know.”
The old man sighed and said with emotion: "Then you are lucky to meet me, little devil."
"Let me tell you."
"All the ferry crossings and ferries on the Forgotten River involve the two predecessors."
"They are a pair of Taoist companions. The female cultivator is named Yue Yi, and the male cultivator is called Yun Xiao."
"They are a perfect match, they are in harmony with each other, they share the same aspirations, their love is as deep as the sea, and they promise to live forever together."
"Senior Yue Yi was as gentle as the moonlight, with a pure heart and always doing good deeds. A sudden disaster struck the virtual realm, and in order to protect the lives of the people, Senior Yue Yi sacrificed himself in the formation, and died, and his soul fell into the underworld."
"Senior Yun Xiao is heartbroken, and his heart is almost broken. Without her on the path to immortality, even if he lives for ten thousand years, it will only be the shackles of eternal loneliness."
"He ignored the advice of his fellow Taoists, abandoned the path of Taoism, and with his own strength and courage, he forced his way through the underworld, broke through the depths of the underworld, and destroyed several underworlds."
"This journey was truly full of dangers and dangers, with a narrow escape from death. He slashed the evil ghosts that blocked his way with his sword, resisted the bone-eroding cold wind, and walked through the dark land of hell, ignoring the strict iron laws of the ghost clan. The only thing that supported him was the undying obsession in his heart - to find her and bring her back!"
"Finally, after going through many hardships, he followed the familiar aura on his Taoist partner's soul and found this place. Perhaps he is standing where we are standing today."
"It is the bank of the Forgotten River that stretches through eternity."
"The waves were surging, the wind was foul, and countless twisted ghosts were struggling, floating, and wailing in the filthy river, making soul-shattering cries. Then, after being washed and cleansed by the Forgotten River, the memories of the past were erased, and the intense emotions were freed, released, and floated to the surface."
"Senior Yun Xiao is here. He has finally found Senior Yue Yi. However, his surprise and anxiety cannot elicit any reaction from Senior Yue Yi."
"Senior Yueyi has been immersed in it for too long, washing away too many emotions and memories. When she saw Senior Yunxiao, she frowned slightly, as if she had made an effort to recall, but in the end it was still in vain."
"Although Senior Yun Xiao found his Taoist partner, it was a pity that this was the result. He tried to retrieve Senior Yue Yi's lost emotions and memories, but they were scattered in the boundless waters of the Forgotten River. Even Senior Yun Xiao was powerless to do anything about it."
"He stood by the Forgotten River with his numb soul, trying for seven days and seven nights. In the end, all his sacrifices, all his journeys, and all his persistence gradually turned into a despair colder than the water of the Forgotten River."
"In despair, he was extremely sad and howled to the sky. As he howled, he did not care about the consequences and exerted all his strength."
"His roar mixed with the sound of the river waves. All his cultivation and talents were deeply imprinted on the banks of the Forgotten River, turning into a large number of ferries and boats."
"Every ferry and ferry boat has the same shape. They are all about forgetting to cross and returning empty-handed."
Sun Lingtong listened attentively, murmuring and chewing on the two names. Unlike before, he could feel the grief, despair, sadness and countless other emotions.
The old man continued, "Because Senior Yun Xiao is a righteous sage, no matter who enters this Forgetful Ferry, they must abide by the rules."
"If you behave badly, such as fighting, quarreling, or even making loud noises, you may be kicked out of Forgetful Ferry. The worst thing is that if you are expelled once, you will never be able to enter Forgetful Ferry again in your life."
"There is limited space for empty return boats, and only the top ten performers will be selected for each ferry ride."
"The best performance here is the various performances in Wangqingdu."
"Only by taking the Sky Return Raft can we reach the Immortal City of Wangchuan."
Sun Lingtong finally understood the whole story. He stared at the long line in front of him and thought, "So they had let me cut in line before to frame me and show off themselves!"
He opened his mouth slightly, and was about to continue asking for advice, when suddenly, a cloud appeared and condensed into a cultivator in a wide-sleeved white robe, floating in the air. He only turned his back to the crowd, and stared at the surface of the Forgetful River slowly passing by.
Wangqingdu immediately became silent.
The old man was even more so, his eyes wide open, staring at the back.
Sun Lingtong also stared at it, and thinking of the previous introduction, he immediately guessed the truth: "Could this be the reflection of Yun Xiao?"
Yun Xiao's reflection only appeared for a few breaths, and then mist rose around him, as if a thick fog was forming on the surface of the river.
A ferry gradually floated over in the vast river fog.
The ferry was also very simple and not very spacious.
Sun Lingtong couldn't help but think: "No wonder the old man just said that he would only recruit the top ten cultivators."
Yun Xiao's reflection waved to the Kong Hui Cha, and the Kong Hui Cha sped up and stopped at the ferry.
Yun Xiao’s reflection waved his sleeves.
The next moment, the old man who helped Sun Lingtong disappeared from the spot.
When he appeared, he was already on the ferry and was the first passenger on the empty boat!
(End of this chapter)
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