Extra: Facing the turbulent Forgetful River, the rise and fall of fate are all dust.

The Hades was still very panicked when they received the imperial edict of the Three Yuans and Nine Prefectures for investigation.

Only the judge was calm and composed, not panicking at all.

"Why are you panicking! He's an old acquaintance! We have a good relationship!"

The judge's superior was silent for a moment, "Do you know that the whole Heavenly Palace is afraid of him?"

"With his mere Yuanjun cultivation, he brought a few immortals to expose the conspiracy, personally killed the demon species that seized Fusang, and cleared out the remaining poison over the past 100,000 years. After he was conferred the title of Emperor, he checked the entire Heavenly Palace, and the entire population of the Heavenly Palace was completely replaced! I heard from the Ghost Emperor that the atmosphere is completely different from the last time he went up there! Everyone's attitude doesn't seem like someone from heaven, as if there are mortals in the Heavenly Palace. They used to look down on people with their noses, but now Shentu can even see the top of people." After

King Yan finished speaking, he shook his head, "Incredible, incredible."

The entire Three Realms should be very grateful to Emperor Lingwei, except for the immortal officials and the Yin officials who were under surveillance.

The people in the underworld were as if they were facing a great enemy, and they were trembling with fear when they received Lin Du.

Lin Du was in a good mood, and brought a group of people down, as if they were traveling.

When Shen Tu received her, she was amazed, "The Emperor is really born extraordinary, I really didn't make a mistake."

Lin Du took out the Floating Life Fan with a smile, "Come on, come on, you are the first, no one is watching, let's fight quickly."

"You treat me like this when we just met?" Shen Tu widened her eyes, "It's really sad."

"It's not good to be sad, wait until someone takes the position of Hou Tu, do you think I will come to monitor?"

Lin Du sat down leisurely, "Don't worry, I believe you."

Shen Tu said that she couldn't let it go, but she finally started to enter the Floating Life Fan, looking back every few steps. Even the Emperor of Heaven went in, so she had no reason not to go in.

Finally, she asked curiously, "How did you convince the Emperor to enter the Fan of Floating Life?"

Lin Du shook his head and raised a finger, indicating that this was a secret.

It was just that Fusang used the small handle given by Yan Qing. Shen Tu

, who had suffered and received blessings, put down the burden in his heart and sighed, "You are really, you suddenly issued an edict and made us unprepared."

Lin Du turned his head and looked at the Ghost Gate in the distance, "It seems that the time is almost up, let's wait for an old friend."

Shen Tu was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted, and said in amazement, "You are a great emperor, abusing your private power."

She said, but silently gave a step, "Go to the Ghost Gate to monitor first."

In the Dongming Realm, it is said that it is the closest to the underworld. Someone looked up at the sky as if he had sensed something.

In his life, he was a slave when he was young, had a teacher when he was young, and turned apostate in the middle of his life. In

the end, he finally came to his senses. He stood up and wanted to go somewhere on his last day.

The new world oasis in Dongming Realm was now gradually growing in spiritual energy, with lush vegetation and more and more people moving here.

He walked through the streets and alleys, passed by teahouses, and listened to the most popular stories inside.

"Thousands of years ago, this place was originally the demon world! First, a Buddhist from the Tantric Buddhism fed the demons with his body and sealed the Eye of Sin! Then, the leader of the Supreme Sect, the Immortal Lin Tuan, offered sacrifices to the Heavenly Dao to replenish the spiritual energy. You all know that the Wanli Defense Wall was originally used to block the evil demons!"

"Thousands of years ago, the Supreme Sect led the monks of all forces in the world to kill all the evil demons! Finally, the Immortal Lin Du, alone, set up a large formation and purified all the evil energy in the demon world, so that the new land here was created."

"The Immortal Master Lin Du was only thirteen years old when he was listed on the Qingyun Ranking! He became famous at a young age, and at the age of twenty he led the talents of Zhongzhou to break the evil formation of the evil spirit! Those eyes could see through the true form of the evil spirit at a glance! At that time, how many people on the border posted the portrait of the Immortal Master Lin Du to ward off evil spirits!"

The storyteller talked endlessly about the past deeds.

Hou Cang stopped and listened to the storytelling in the teahouse. The streets were bustling with people. A child held up a sugar man and looked at the people around him curiously. "Hey, mother, what is an evil demon? What does it look like?"

The female cultivator replied, "Mother has never seen one, so I don't know. I only know that it eats people, especially children. It is very evil and the most evil thing in the world."

"Has grandma seen one?"

"Grandma hasn't seen one either. It happened too long ago. It's just a legend."

The woman walked away with the ignorant child.

The child's clear voice passed through the noisy crowd and fell into Hou Cang's ears. He suddenly shook his head and laughed.

Yes, it's just a long-lost legend.

That night, Hou Cang passed away quietly.

His myriad of thoughts finally calmed down. Changfeng passed by this place and finally went back.

Hou Cang's soul fell in front of the gate of hell, and then he saw some familiar but blurry faces.

Lin Du in the middle was still lazy, but his aura was more profound, and there was a faint divine light around him, which could be called a lonely reflection in the dark underworld.

Yan Qing was buried in writing beside him. Yuan Ye looked up and saw him. His eyes lit up. He pulled the bowstring and started playing music. Ni Jinxuan stood up quickly, "Great! Uncle Master is here!"

"Congratulations, Uncle Master! Happy funeral, happy funeral!" Yuan Ye was enthusiastic.

Hou Cang turned around quickly, "I must have come to the wrong place, really, I came to the wrong place."

What the hell, these bastards haven't changed at all in thousands of years.

And why would an ascension thing appear in the underworld, don't you think this is unreasonable?

The ghost stopped him, "Hey, hey, what are you doing? Are you trying to escape?"

Hou Cang grabbed him, "Let me ask you, is this the underworld? The underworld of reincarnation?"

The ghost looked at him like a fool, "That's not necessarily the case. It could also be the underworld of being thrown into a sea of ​​fire and swords."

Lin Du said while operating the Fu Sheng Fan, "Hey, brother, are you surprised? Are you surprised? We are here to send you into reincarnation!" As soon as he

opened his mouth, the sound of asking for a beating was so strong that Hou Cang was sure that it was not an illusion, not the delirium of the dying, but Lin Du himself.

He turned his head to look at the ghost next to him, "Why is she here?"

The ghost wanted to throw this ghost into the oil pot, but he couldn't, "This is... the Emperor Lingwei from the fairy world, who came down to monitor. My friend, please cooperate with our work."

Lin Du laughed in a muffled voice, which made Hou Cang a little angry and embarrassed, but when the group of little bastards also laughed, he was no longer angry.

Hou Cang walked over, "Alright, alright, that's enough, I haven't been reincarnated yet, and I'm already annoyed to death!"

Lin Du was still sitting, looking up at his rare pale face, "Hey, how are you? You won't cry secretly after we leave, right?" Hou

Cang took a step back, "Am I such a disgusting person? That's enough for you guys."

He saw Lin Du slowly stop laughing, and then looked at the three bastards and asked, "How is it? Is the Heavenly Palace fun?"

The three nodded, "It's fun! It's especially fun under the command of Junior Master-Uncle!"

After finishing the work, you can have fun anywhere.

Hou Cang tilted his head and thought for a while, "It sounds good. I will work hard to cultivate after I reincarnate."

When he was about to follow the ghost messenger to register, Lin Du suddenly called him, "Hey, before you go, don't you want to see your old friends?"

Hou Cang turned his head and looked at Lin Du, "It's a headache to meet you guys... I won't be on the road if I stay for a while longer, so I'd better give me a bowl of Meng Po soup and forget you as soon as possible."

Lin Du tilted his head, "Are you sure?"

"I am..." Hou Cang suddenly stopped talking and looked at a purple figure coming from a distance.

She stood in front of the stone bridge. There was no wind in the underworld, but Hou Cang clearly smelled the faint smell of alcohol that was the most profound in her memory.

Hou Cang suddenly raised her hand and touched her eyes to see if it was a big dream.

There was Lin Du, the three noisy brats that he despised but had to take care of, and...his god.

"Why? You don't recognize Master?" She smiled faintly, just like before, with a warm look, like the wilderness that all life could rely on.

Then she laughed softly, "Lin Du...I really didn't like you from the beginning."

He walked towards Lin Tuan in a long robe.

When he arrived in front of Lin Tuan, he bowed and saluted, "Master."

After years of separation, the old friend's face was covered with new frost.

"You have cultivated successfully in this life and have gained merits. Your next life will be even smoother, with a healthy body and a harmonious family. You will probably be able to rise to the top and become a person with extraordinary talent."

Lin Tuan still instructed him about the future as before. Hou Cang listened carefully before speaking, "It is not important whether you have talent or not. In the practice of cultivation, what makes you come here is not talent but your character. If my heart is not far-reaching, I am afraid I will not be able to achieve great success. No matter what, I must live well, just like you, Master, taught me."

It's a pity that there will be no other master in the world. When he comes back, he will not have the careful guidance of his master.

Today, after a thorough understanding and complete loss, he has long since struggled out of the quagmire of obsession. He has also regretted his past rebellion, his outrageous words, and his repeated hurt.

He did love Lin Tuan sincerely. In the first half of his life, he had devoted all his positive emotions to only one person. He repeatedly pondered whether love was about encroachment, possession, destruction, and obsession, or the relief of letting go.

Finally, he finally understood how short and how long a person's life is. If thousands of emotions are added to one person, he will probably miss too many things. After Lin Tuan left, he watched the wind rise, the sun rise, the moon set, the tides rise and fall. He was indifferent before, but finally he was moved.

He accepted his feelings frankly, but he shouldn't let his feelings bind himself. Love and Lin Tuan are not the chains that trap him. The ropes that cannot be obtained and cannot be obtained are the ropes that trap him.

If he realized the unattainability and uselessness earlier, he could have happiness.

Lin Tuan looked at Hou Cang in front of him. There was a little frost on his temples. The face that used to be more cold and ruthless seemed much calmer today, as if there was a little shadow of her.

She looked at him intently, "You have to walk the road ahead by yourself."

Hou Cang nodded seriously, then looked into the distance, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "What about you? Are you doing well now?"

Hearing this, Lin Tuan smiled warmly, "Yes, of course I am doing well. This is where I will prove my truth."

The master and the apprentice walked the last section of the road, and from then on, they went their separate ways.

Those thoughts that were as unruly as weeds finally sprouted and became independent trees when they left the fertile soil.

Not far away, Yuan Ye sighed with regret, "Oh no, I forgot to ask, who made the master's coffin? Did they use the coffin I left in the sect?"

Lin Du shook his head, "Who would know? Didn't you hear the ghost who came down the day before yesterday say that the Supreme Sect is now rich and the number one sect in the Dongming Realm."

The wind is bleak, the wilderness is vast, and the river of oblivion is turbulent. The rise and fall of fate are all dust.