Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 671 Lost Soul
The bridge of guidance illuminates the sky and also the heavens.

After the heart-wrenching "Soul Summoning" sounded, countless souls involuntarily drifted towards the Bridge of Guidance. Even powerful monks could not pull the souls back, and could only watch the souls of their loved ones drift towards the mysterious and strange Bridge of Guidance.

Although they saw the word "Jie Yin" and roughly guessed that the mysterious bridge in the sky was the Jie Yin Bridge, they did not know where the Jie Yin Bridge led to, and whether the souls of their relatives could return...

"I do not want to go!"

In front of the bridge, a powerful ghost shouted and struggled frantically. However, it was wrapped by an invisible force and could not break free at all...

Finally, it floated onto the bridge of guidance.

And in front of the bridge of guidance.

Many powerful monks gathered at this moment, trying to hold on to their relatives' souls, but they couldn't hold on. When the call to the dead sounded, they felt that they were no longer holding on to their relatives' souls, but to a whole mysterious and powerful world, and they couldn't hold on at all...

"Ancestor!"

"Master!"

Countless monks were shouting.

Unfortunately, they could only watch as the souls of their loved ones floated onto the Bridge of Guidance.

No matter you were once a god, an immortal, or a demon, in front of the Bridge of Guidance, you are just a dead soul, powerless to resist.

Even the most powerful ghosts are as small as dust in front of the Bridge of Guidance.

"What exactly is this bridge of guidance? Why is it used to guide the dead souls?"

A monk said angrily.

"Perhaps, the Bridge of Guidance is the final destination for the dead souls." A cultivator said calmly, not too resisting the Bridge of Guidance.

In some mysterious way, he felt that it was not necessarily a bad thing for the dead souls to board the Bridge of Guidance.

"Huh, pretending to be a ghost!"

A powerful monk launched a fatal attack and slashed at the Bridge of Guidance. However, the Bridge of Guidance did not move at all, as if it was not in the same time and space as them.

This made them very puzzled. They could clearly guide the souls of the dead, and they were clearly right before their eyes, so why did it feel like they were not in the same time and space?

In all the heavens and worlds.

Countless monks wanted to cut the Bridge of Guidance, but the Bridge of Guidance still illuminated the sky, and no one could shake it in the slightest.

This made the monk more and more curious, and he really wanted to know where the bridge of guidance led to.

So some monks' spirits left their bodies and floated towards the bridge of guidance. However, once they were on the bridge, they could not come back. No matter how the monks in front of the bridge shouted, the souls on the bridge were all at a loss, as if they did not hear anything at all...

"Brother Chen?"

"Brother Chen?"

Many cultivators were shouting, but Brother Chen, whose soul had left his body, became a dead soul completely after stepping onto the bridge of guidance.

He stood blankly on the bridge of guidance, with a dazed look on his face.

"this?"

"How did you get back?"

"Didn't they say that this bridge of guidance only guides the souls of the dead? Why did Brother Chen's soul completely turn into a soul of the dead after he boarded the bridge?"

At this moment, many monks were shocked and frightened again by the Bridge of Guidance.

"Hurry up and save Brother Chen."

A monk said anxiously.

"Elder, please use the Immortal Binding Rope to pull Brother Chen's soul back." A cultivator asked an old man. Perhaps only the Immortal Binding Rope can pull Brother Chen back from the Bridge of Guidance.

The old man stared at the bridge of guidance, frowning slightly, and then his eyes fell on Brother Chen's soul. He vaguely felt that Brother Chen's soul seemed to have become a little different, as if it had completely lost its will.

Like a dead soul.

"bundle!"

At this moment, the old man suddenly shouted, and a golden fairy rope flew out from behind him, and suddenly shot towards Brother Chen on the bridge of guidance. However, when the fairy rope was about to climb onto the bridge of guidance, it was blocked by an invisible force.

The Immortal Binding Rope simply couldn't fly onto the Bridge of Guidance.

"break!"

The old man shouted loudly, and the immortal rope suddenly burst out with brilliant golden light, causing the monks around him to step back several steps with horror on their faces.

However, the Immortal Binding Rope still could not break the invisible restraints.

"This, this, even the Immortal Binding Rope can't get onto the Bridge of Guidance?" Many cultivators said in horror. They didn't expect the Bridge of Guidance to be so terrifying. After all, the Immortal Binding Rope was one of the ten great immortal weapons.

"Brother Chen, isn't that right..."

A monk said with a pale face.

"Alas, Brother Chen is impulsive." Some cultivators could only shake their heads and look at Brother Chen on the Bridge of Guidance, not knowing what to say.

On the bridge of guidance, Brother Chen walked forward in a daze.

At this moment, the once powerful cultivator Brother Chen, like an ordinary ghost, walked deeper with many other ghosts and gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Does this bridge of guidance really lead to the final destination of the soul?"

A monk asked in confusion.

He only saw the terribleness of the Bridge of Guidance, which was irreversible and indestructible...

But everyone felt in some way that the Bridge of Guidance was the bridge leading to the final destination of the soul.

It is the final resting place of the soul.

The more powerful the ghost is, the more they dare not walk onto the Bridge of Guidance, as if there is some terrifying existence on the Bridge of Guidance.

but.

No one in the world can escape the guidance.

As long as the bridge of guidance appears and the soul-calling sound is sounded, it is the day when the dead soul leaves.

No one can reverse it.

No soul can escape.

now.

The bridge of guidance still shines in the heavens.

Feng Qingyan still didn't know that the Bridge of Guidance illuminated the heavens and guided many dead souls. He only saw that the twelve wisps of gray fog in the Reincarnation Dead City finally floated onto the Bridge of Guidance.

This relieved him.

In the past two or three years, he had done so much, all just to guide the twelve wisps of gray fog. Now that the twelve wisps of gray fog had finally boarded the bridge of guidance and were about to be guided to his world, he was completely relieved.

However, he saw that the gray fog was drifting very slowly, as if it would never drift to his world, which made him frown suddenly. According to the speed at which the gray fog was drifting, it would not be possible for it to drift over even in thousands or tens of thousands of years, let alone a few years.

and.

He also felt lost in the gray fog.

This……

He was a little stunned.

This is just a bridge, there is only one direction, how can you get lost?
He saw the gray fog floating on the bridge of guidance, as if it was spinning, sometimes floating to the left, sometimes floating to the right, sometimes moving forward, sometimes moving backward...

They seemed genuinely lost.

now.

Feng Qingyan didn't want to talk at all.

Not only did he not want to talk, he also didn't want to look, for fear of getting angry.

After a while.

He looked again and found that the gray fog had indeed lost its way and was not drifting towards this end of the bridge at all.

call--

He exhaled deeply.

The twelve wisps of gray mist were still swirling, seemingly extremely confused.

After a moment, he was somewhat surprised as he vaguely saw some faint shadows emerging behind the twelve wisps of gray mist.

The shadow was blurry and looked like a ghost.

And it is indeed a dead soul.

At this time Feng Qingyan was a little surprised. Why were there ghosts on the Bridge of Reception?
He remembered that in the thirteen reincarnation dead cities, there were only twelve wisps of gray fog, and no other dead souls. So where did they come from?
How do you get onto the bridge of guidance?

Feng Qingyan observed carefully and found that he was not mistaken. The faint shadow behind the gray fog was indeed the soul of the dead.

"It's strange, where do these ghosts come from?"

Feng Qingyan frowned.

Could it be that there are still souls hidden in the city of the dead that he has not discovered before?

But, logically speaking, it shouldn't be like this.

These ghosts looked very ordinary, nothing special about them, and it was impossible for them to escape his "seeing the subtle" magical power. If they were not from the Reincarnation City of the Dead, then where did they come from?

as time goes by.

He saw more and more ghosts behind the gray fog.

At this moment he was even more surprised. He couldn't understand where the dead souls came from and how they got on the bridge of guidance.

Moreover, he did not want to guide them, he only wanted to guide the twelve wisps of gray mist.

An hour later.

Feng Qingyan stood there in a bit of astonishment.

The number of the dead souls on the Bridge of Reception is no longer something that can be described as "many". There are so many that they are so densely packed that one cannot even see them all.

He just made a rough estimate and found that the number of dead souls was already over 100 million.

But behind the revenant.

There were even more souls whose end he could not see, and they seemed to be constantly boarding the bridge of guidance.

Is this tens of billions, hundreds of billions, trillions?

The bridge of guidance can actually accommodate that?

He didn't expect that the bridge of guidance, which looked only three meters wide, could actually accommodate tens of billions or even hundreds of billions of dead souls?

These ghosts all have one characteristic, which is confusion, numbness, and dullness...

They seemed to be in a state of disbelief.

and also.

They are all lost.

Therefore, it is possible that they will never reach the other end of the bridge and may just float around there forever.

If there were only twelve wisps of gray mist, Feng Qingyan might not be surprised.

However, tens of billions and hundreds of billions of ghosts are lost, and each of them is unconscious, with dull eyes and blank and numb faces.

Something is wrong with this.

The bridge of guidance has only one direction, so just walk along the bridge.

However, the ghosts before him were unconscious and did not seem to know how to walk to the other end of the bridge. They just floated around based on instinct.

If they could rely on instinct, at least most of the souls would be able to float over successfully.

But not.

So, he vaguely felt that there was something wrong with the Bridge of Reception, but what else was wrong with the Bridge of Reception?
He didn't see anything wrong with the bridge.

The bridge of guidance is perfect.

However, regardless of whether the bridge of guidance was perfect or not, he had to examine it seriously.

He examined it again and again, and there was still no problem with the bridge.

Then the problem may not be with the bridge of guidance.

"Could it be that there is something wrong with the sacred song summoning the spirits?"

Feng Qingyan thought hard.

If there was something wrong with the holy song "The Conjuring", it wouldn't have attracted so many ghosts, so it's not that there was something wrong with the holy song "The Conjuring".

What would it be?
a long time.

He still didn't find the problem, so he could only observe the ghosts on the bridge, hoping to get some clues from them.

However, his vision was always separated by infinite time and space, and he could not observe everything clearly.

All I know is that all the dead souls are lost on the bridge.

But the bridge only goes in one direction.

“Why are you lost?”

Feng Qingyan thought seriously, was it the subjective loss of the dead souls, or was it something objective in the outside world that affected their loss?
It seems that no matter whether the dead souls are strong or weak, they are all lost.

They only linger on the bridge of guidance.

Are you unwilling to move on?
Or is there something blocking something from moving forward?
Since the Bridge of Guidance is to guide the souls of the dead, there should be nothing on the bridge to prevent the souls from moving forward.

So you don't want to move forward?
It shouldn't be.

If you don't want to move forward, why?
Perhaps they were lost and had no guidance on the bridge?
At this moment, Feng Qingyan suddenly thought of a question. In his eyes, the Bridge of Reception was just a bridge with only one direction.

Just keep moving forward.

But what about in the eyes of the dead?
Perhaps what he sees is not the same as what the dead see.

This is somewhat possible.

but.

He felt that the more critical issue might be that there was a lack of guidance for the dead souls on the bridge, which was why the dead souls got lost.

The function of the sacred song "Soul Summoning" may just be to call the dead souls to the bridge, so "Soul Summoning" is only a guide for the dead souls before they step onto the bridge.

But after the dead souls boarded the bridge of guidance, they no longer had any guidance.

So lost.

This analysis makes sense.

But what is the guidance on the bridge? Is there anything else in the underworld that can guide the dead souls?

At this moment, Feng Qingyan began to think seriously and participated in the underworld of his previous life. Finally, he got an answer, which was the red spider lily.

In the underworld of the previous life.

The flowers of the other shore bloom on the Yellow Spring Road and in front of the Naihe Bridge. The dead souls follow the flowers of the other shore and head towards the netherworld...

Therefore, the red spider lily serves as a guide and comfort to the dead souls.

Because the fragrance of the red spider lily has magical power, it can evoke the memories of the deceased before his death, allowing the dead soul to look back for the last time on the Naihe Bridge.

That is the dead soul's last attachment to the human world.

now.

Feng Qingyan's brows furrowed.

Could it be that countless souls are lost on the bridge of guidance because they lack the guidance of the red spider lily? However, this is only the bridge of guidance, not the bridge of helplessness. Does it necessarily require the red spider lily?

Logically speaking.

The function of the Bridge of Reception is probably equivalent to the Road to the Underworld.

At this time Feng Qingyan smiled bitterly. There may be no red spider lilies in front of the Naihe Bridge, but there must be red spider lilies on the Yellow Springs Road.

He probably figured it out.

Why do the dead souls get lost on the bridge of guidance?

Since it is a red spider lily, it is just a small matter. There is one in the black pottery flowerpot...

"Flowers come——"

Feng Qingyan shouted.

now.

A bronze coffin flew out of the burial mountain, instantly breaking through layers of space and appearing on the East Mountain.

Just as Dongjun was shocked and stunned, he saw the bronze coffin disappear in an instant, as if it had sunk into a secret realm.

In front of Feng Qingyan, the bronze coffin turned into a black pottery flowerpot.

At this moment, Feng Qingyan picked up the black pottery flowerpot and placed it on the bridge of guidance, but the souls on the bridge were still lost and seemed to have not found the way.

Everyone is confused and ignorant.

Did you guess wrong?
Feng Qingyan became a little confused.

He looked at the black pottery flowerpot. Was it because the red spider lilies had not bloomed yet, or was it because there were too few red spider lilies?

Or both?
If it is really as he guessed, doesn't it mean that he needs to subdue the sixteen taboos, and after the red spider lilies bloom, the souls on the bridge of guidance can come over?

At this moment, he picked up the black pottery flowerpot, stared at the bridge of guidance for a while, and then tried to walk up.

When he walked up, the bridge shook slightly, but did not collapse. So he walked up step by step, but the vibration of the bridge became stronger.

The higher he went, the more violently the bridge of guidance vibrated.

He had to stop.

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