Traveling through the heavens from the prequel of the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 470 For 200 years, do you know how I got here?
After half an hour.

Zhixi hurried to the top floor of Zangshu Pavilion.

After a long while, she looked at Yang Jiao with indescribable eyes, and the corners of her mouth slightly pursed:
"Is this the love brain you told me about?"

Yang Jiao smiled, and asked:

"For the sake of the so-called love, you are looking for life and death. If it is not a love brain, what else is it?"

Zhixi is both helpless and distressed:
"Seeing that Yan Dan was about to go down to the mortal world and leave the Heavenly Court, which has become a place of right and wrong, but she never expected that she would jump directly from Wuqiao."

"Fortunately, she had to be rescued by Ying Yuan. In addition, Ye Wang River is not far from Wuqiao, so it is not a bad thing to enter the mortal world."

Yang Jiao raised his eyes and said:

"In life there is the realm of life, and in death there is the kingdom of death. The land of the dead is called the River of Forgetfulness, and because the land of the River of Forgetfulness is always dark at night, it is named Yewang River."

"The dead who come here can only step into the realm of the underworld, enter the mortal realm, and reincarnate only after crossing the Ye Wang River and erasing their past."

"Then do you think that with Yan Dan's affectionate and unrepentant love mind, the road across the river can really be smooth?"

"Successfully forget the past love, reincarnate and leave?"

Zhixi frowned:

"I have read the classics about the Yewang River. Most people can cross the river on the same day. Even if a small number of people can't quickly forget their past, they will all succeed in crossing the river if it is as short as a few decades or as long as a few hundred years."

A strange look flashed in Yang Jiao's eyes:
"Those who don't cross the Yewang River for 900 years will lose their souls and disappear in ashes. Yan Dan should be able to live up to everyone's expectations and stay in the Yewang River for 900 years."

Zhixi frowned even deeper, precisely because she understood her sister's temperament, she hesitated for a while and said:

"Should not be."

Yang Jiao's eyes showed a hint of deep meaning, and said lightly:

"It doesn't matter. When I was treating Yan Dan before, I already had a backup. Even if she stayed in Yewangchuan for 900 years, she wouldn't lose her soul. Maybe she could be reborn and change her old way of doing things."

A look of confusion appeared on Zhixi's soft and beautiful face.

Yang Jiao smiled lightly and said:
"Some things can only be seen through experience. Once you have experienced a lot, you will naturally be able to understand it. For Yan Dan, Yewangchuan is a good place to practice."

When Zhixi heard this, she couldn't help thinking of the past, and she suddenly realized something:

"You are also leaving a trace of spiritual consciousness on Yan Dan, planning to teach her how to practice."

Yang Jiao said with great interest:

"In the past, Yan Dan was always heartless, lazy, and didn't know how to make progress. I am naturally not interested in spending any more time and teaching about cultivation."

"But now I am the best at making people cut off love."

Zhixi froze when she heard this, she really didn't expect Yang Jiao to have such a hobby, the wick in the Jiepo lamp on the desk was even more radiant.

"Now Ying Yuan has gone to Yuqing Palace to plead guilty, saying that not only did he commit the crime of secretly forgetting the river at night, but he also bluntly said that he was moved by love and that he would like to be punished."

Yang Jiao heard the words and said calmly:

"Ying Yuan is in the realm of the upper gods, and emotional punishment can't kill him, but he just wants to punish himself to make his heart feel better."

"Besides, he is not only the emperor of heaven, but also the god of war who protects the peace of the six worlds. Which god in the nine heavens does not respect him very much, how can he ignore him."

He paused slightly, and said:
"In the future, I will give you back a lively younger sister, and then you can practice in Miaofa Pavilion with peace of mind. I am very looking forward to it. In the future, after Shangshi Yuanzun, there will be another Goddess in Heaven."

After Zhixi heard this, her expression relaxed, and she couldn't help letting go of her suspended heart.

Yang Jiao spoke again:
"From now on, Ying Yuan will definitely pay attention to the roster of people crossing the river on the Ye Wang River and submit it to the Heavenly Court every day. In a few months, you will be able to find the immortal official."

Zhixi said psychologically:

"Don't worry, at that time I will ask the immortal official to forge a list of those who have crossed the river, stating that Yan Dan has successfully crossed the river."

After Zhixi left, Ran Qing manifested, and said coldly:

"You really have high hopes for this little fairy."

Yang Jiao remained expressionless:

"That's natural. What I admire most are people who are unwilling to accept their fate and work hard."

Ran Qing doesn't comment or not, she also knows that the person in front of her is because of the short life of the Shura clan in the past, which caused a series of things.

"What exactly do you want to do? When did you become good at helping people end their love? Besides, don't you know that Ying Yuan and Yan Dan have mutual affection for each other."

Yang Jiao's eyes were deep, and he asked:
"Who is the culprit who broke them up, don't you know?"

Ran Qing immediately fell silent.

Yang Jiao said quietly:
"Besides, we were born in the heaven and earth, and there is more than just love and love. From ancient times to the present, only the Tao has existed forever. Even one world has never escaped, so we can talk about love and love."

Stained blue eyes ridiculed:

"Aren't you?"

Yang Jiao admitted openly:
"It was the same for me in the past, but now my realm has been seen through from experience, I have been able to go further, and I have been able to transcend."

"Otherwise, how would you have a chance of resurrection."

Facing Yang Jiao whose strength was becoming more and more unpredictable, Ran Qing suddenly felt a sense of urgency in his heart.

I don't want to talk nonsense anymore, I just want to quickly absorb the true nature of the primordial spirit in the demon barrier, and use the soul knot lamp to recreate the body, resurrect it completely, and then rebuild it, trying to return to the peak as soon as possible.

As she thought about this, the light flickered and she returned to the lamp.

200 years later.

On the top floor of Zangshu Pavilion, a layer of enchantment suddenly appeared, and then the Jiepo lamp shone brightly.

At the same time, Ye Wangchuan.

On an endless ice surface, countless ghosts carry a lamp and keep moving forward on the ice surface.

These are obviously many people crossing the river, and they all carry a dark fire lamp.

The lamp carries its own memory. When you step into the river of forgetfulness, the lamp will light up. When the memory is forgotten, the lamp in your hand will go out, and then you will enter the realm of the underworld and reincarnate.

I saw countless lights on the white ice.

Not long after, many ghost lights went out one after another, and many ghosts sank under the ice and entered the way of the underworld.

However, in a certain place on the ice, the densely populated ghosts from before were reincarnated one after another.

But there was still a pretty woman in a white robe, who continued to walk forward numbly.

Suddenly, a faint light flickered between her brows, and her eyes became clear again. Immediately, her face was full of complex, impatience and fear.

The pretty woman's mind moved slightly, and a trace of soul consciousness manifested herself in the sea of ​​souls

"Yang Jiao, come out, I've had enough, what a dream."

"For 200 years, do you know how I got here?"

The pretty woman is Yan Dan, and said furiously in the sea of ​​souls.

In an instant, Yang Jiao, who was wearing a light gray robe and with loose black hair, walked out slowly:
"Tsk tsk, seven thousand five hundred and ninety two generations of evil debts and love."

"Yan Dan, as expected of you, you really have a firm heart."

Yan Dan listened but did not hear, and said decisively:
"This fairy art of dreaming for thousands of years is a thousand times, ten thousand times more terrifying than the so-called power of forgetting the river. I have had enough of the love calamity in it."

(End of this chapter)