People are fighting, but all members are NPCs

Chapter 86: Crossing the Naihe Bridge

At the same time, next to the Wangxiangtai.

"I've finished my drink, can I go now?"

"Go."

Meng Po took the bowl back from Xiao Yan's hand, held up the red oil-paper umbrella again, stood on the Wangxiang Terrace, and looked at the Naihe Bridge in the distance.

A cold and gloomy wind blew, slowly blowing away Meng Po's hair. Her black hair flew all over the sky like a waterfall. Her clear and bright eyes seemed to have experienced many vicissitudes of life.

At this moment, the red-dressed Meng Po was as beautiful as a person in a painting.

She is not like the old lady in the legend, but a peerless beauty who has seen through the world.

Meng Po raised her delicate hand again and pointed to the Naihe Bridge on the Wangchuan River.

"Go, child, and find your own path."

"Thank you, senior."

Xiao Yan saluted respectfully with his fists clasped, then followed the thousands of ghosts to the bank of the Forgetful River.

Meng Po slowly withdrew her gaze, and like a magic trick, the empty bowl in her hand was filled with Meng Po soup again and handed it to the next ghost waiting to cross the river.

The crimson lips parted slightly, and waves of beautiful and ethereal throat sounds quietly echoed through the Forgotten River.

"The flowers of the other shore are blooming on the other shore, and I sigh at the Naihe Bridge."

"There is no right or wrong before the Three Lives Stone, and right and wrong cannot cross the Forgetful River."

Hearing this light and ethereal singing, Xiao Yan paused slightly, then started walking again.

However, this time, his steps were inexplicably firmer.

He wanted to see what kind of treasures were hidden in the underworld!

However, when he arrived at Naihe Bridge, he encountered a big problem -

Can't go up!
To be precise, it was not that he couldn't go up, but the Good Man Bridge, which had the highest bridge deck above the river, refused him access.

Although he could climb up the bridge in the middle, each step was extremely heavy, and there was even a force pushing him back. In the end, he had no choice but to go back to the starting point.

Now, all that remains is the evil bridge floating in the blood-yellow river water.

The moment I stepped on it, I didn't feel the heaviness I felt before, nor did I feel any inexplicable push.

At this point, Xiao Yan fell into deep thought.

Am I a bad person?

I have never done anything bad since I was a child, but I was inexplicably classified as a bad person.

Looking at the river water pouring back onto the bridge, the surging waves, and the wailing souls of those walking on it being dragged into the river by evil spirits, Xiao Yan couldn't help but ask, "Teacher, what should we do next? Should we cross over?"

To be honest, even the knowledgeable Yao Chen couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling when he came here.

This terrifying scene alone is so terrifying that even the Falling God Ice Field or the projection of the Dou Di Cave Mansion were not as dangerous.

It was as if they were forced into a dead end with no chance of survival!

But now that we have come to this point, I will not be willing to back down.

So he sighed and said, "Little kid, you make the decision."

"If you want to go deeper and find out what's going on, then this old skeleton of yours will accompany you!"

Even if the front is the Senluo Ghost Prison, Yao Chen will accept it.

What's more, usually beneath great terror, there is a glimmer of life hidden, and there must be great opportunities hidden in it.

As for whether you can catch it, it depends on your fate.

Xiao Yan: "."

The choice was thrown back to him again, and Xiao Yan fell silent.

After thinking for a long time, he said, "Teacher, I want to go in and take a look."

Although this is the underworld, where yin and yang are divided and this shore and the other shore meet, the place where he is located is ultimately the Douqi Continent, not the blue planet of his previous life.

Xiao Yan didn't believe that this place would be like the underworld described in the legends of his previous life.

And the teacher is right, usually under great terror, there are great opportunities hidden.

"But teacher, we can't just leave like this."

"Little doll, do you have an idea?"

"Um"

Xiao Yan pondered for a moment and expressed his thoughts.

A moment later, a milky white light quickly passed across the surface of Naihe Bridge. Xiao Yan's dark eyes, the same color as the night sky, now glowed with a dark white, like a burning flame.

"Teacher, in your current state, what is the limit of your strength?"

"Dealing with these small fry who aren't even fighters is no problem." A vague statement came from the Osteoarthritis Ring hanging around his neck. "That's enough."

"But don't be too proud, little kid. Although you can withstand my power with your current fighter skills, you won't be able to hold on for long. Besides, I'm in spirit form. If I want to unleash my power, I need your help."

"No problem, teacher. I'll leave everything to you."

"Okay then, you don't have to do anything. Just let me control your body. With my soul wrapped around you, you won't get hurt, little doll."

"it is good."

Xiao Yan responded softly and then closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the look in his eyes and the aura around him changed dramatically, like a lion awakening from a deep sleep.

He suddenly exerted force with his feet, and with a bang, he flew across the bridge like a sharp arrow.

The Naihe Bridge is very long. Although it looks like an ordinary stone bridge on the surface, you can only understand it when you step on it.

This road seems to have no end in sight.

However, the actions of the master and disciple seemed to have angered the evil spirits in the river, and the Wangchuan River suddenly became agitated, with huge waves rushing towards them.

The wailing of ghosts echoed in my ears, and thousands of souls on the bridge were swept up in it.

"teacher!"

"Just leave it to me!"

Xiao Yan suddenly stopped while running. A cold white fire ignited on his body, freezing the river water under his feet into powder. At the same time, he stretched out his hand lightly, and the strange white flame condensed again.

Amidst the flickering flames, a pitch-black ancient ruler could be vaguely seen.

The strange patterns engraved on it now bloomed with brilliant light.

The boy exhaled slowly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a moment, suddenly opened them.

Suddenly, a terrifying aura, like a giant dragon awakening, suddenly surged out from his body.

In the face of this momentum, the river water that was flowing back under his feet suddenly seemed to boil, with white bubbles constantly rolling, boiling the evil spirits that stretched out countless hands and wanted to pull him into the river.

Facing the raging torrent, the young man slowly raised the Xuanzhong ruler in his hand and slashed it downwards.

He stepped slowly in the air, leaving only a shadow, and his figure appeared in front of the waves that were more than ten feet wide as if by teleportation.

Compared with the surging river water, his tiny body was like an ant on a painting, extremely inconspicuous. However, this tiny ant-like figure, at this moment, brought with it a power more terrifying than the waterfall.

However, the enormous wind pressure brought about by the huge waves was unable to move the seemingly frail body at all.

The body that was rushing forward suddenly stopped in an instant, and the toes kicked the air, and the body rotated 180 degrees in the air. The light of the black ruler in his hand became brighter and brighter. In the end, the strong light illuminated the void, like a morning star.

"Flame Devouring Wave Ruler!"

Rumbling--

On the Naihe Bridge, a loud noise like muffled thunder suddenly exploded.

Immediately afterwards, a surging heat wave spread almost to the entire bridge.

In an instant, the swinging giant ruler tore apart the sweeping flood peak, creating a crack.

Shattered pure white ice crystals slowly fell from the sky, as if snow was falling on the Forgotten River.

Just when the gap was about to heal, Yao Chen controlled Xiao Yan's body and moved lightly again. In the blink of an eye, he passed through the gap and reached the other side.

And the moment he landed, Xiao Yan regained control of his body.

But looking at the river rolling behind him and the ice crystals that had not yet melted, he was shocked and horrified.

A dizziness surged in my head.

"Teacher, what fighting skill did you just perform?"

"Haha, are you scared?" Yao Chen stroked it lightly, his voice quite proud, "That's the Flame-Splitting Wave-Devouring Ruler, a low-level Earth-rank fighting skill. When it's perfected, it can split mountains and break waves with just a wave of the hand."

"Earth level?!"

Xiao Yan took a sharp breath of cold air.

Their Xiao family's top-tier martial arts technique was only at the Xuan level, but now the teacher had demonstrated the power of an Earth-level fighting technique to him?!

"That's nothing." Seeing Xiao Yan's attitude, Yao Chen was very satisfied. "Originally, I was going to teach you this fighting skill later. Now that you've experienced it firsthand, it might be a good idea to put it on the agenda."

"Really?!"

Recalling the immense power and madness contained in that foot just now, Xiao Yan suddenly felt a little dizzy with excitement.

"Of course." Yao Chen chuckled, "But little kid, don't get too excited yet. We seem to have reached the next level now."

With Yao Chen's reminder, Xiao Yan also discovered this.

Not far from where they were standing, there stood a huge stone with the words "Three Lives Stone" carved on it.

(End of this chapter)