Sishen, the Yin Soldier, and the Night Soldier stood at the end of the bridge. Their eyes seemed to pass through the distant River of Forgetfulness and saw the scene on the shore.

"What is the background of this gentleman... last time we fished out more than 100,000 wandering souls from the River of Forgetfulness, this time... we just brought more than a million..."

The chief minister of Baiyue City sighed helplessly.

The Night Walker murmured: "We have to wait until the new city lord arrives, maybe we can get some clues out of his mouth, but... millions of wandering souls entering the city will inevitably cause some disputes, and our Yin Soldier Division must do a good job in maintaining order.

Prepare."

"Just let Xiao Langshuai come. Now in the Underworld, isn't he the one who has the most say?"

Baiyue City Secretary Shinto.

The night soldier glanced at him and remained silent.

…

Pudu Tianzun stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

here……

Is it the underworld?

Is the river in front of me the River of Forgetfulness?

Before he could think about it carefully, he heard some military spirits suddenly shouting.

"It's the marshal!"

"Really Marshal!"

Pudu Tianzun raised his eyes and saw a straight figure standing in the Forgotten River, staring at them.

There was a thump in his heart, and a solemn look appeared in his eyes. It seemed that the man in front of him must be a big shot in the underworld!

"Xiao Lang is really handsome."

The military spirits behind Fang Chen narrowed their eyes, with murderous intent flashing from time to time in their eyes.

If Fang Chen hadn't made it clear to them, now that Qingsong had been merged into Daxia, it would be more than just a murderous intention.

Even if I have to swim, I still have to swim over and drag Commander Xiao Lang to the River of Forgetfulness!

After Xiao Langshuai was stunned, he immediately quickened his pace and soon reached the shore. Before he could start, he saw a figure rushing towards him.

"Sir, sir, I am the Heavenly Lord of Purity in the human world and a monk in the stage of leaving the body. I have hidden many treasures in the human world. I am willing to give them all to you. I only ask you to make the decision for me!"

Pudu Tianzun bowed repeatedly.

Xiao Langshuai was startled and looked at Fang Chen: "Sir, who is this?"

grown ups!?

Not only Pudu Tianzun was stunned, but the Qingsong Wolf Army was also stunned. The military spirit behind Fang Chen looked strange.

It seems...Qingsong has not only merged into Daxia, but Commander Xiao Lang has become a subordinate of their Army God Fang in the underworld...

"Ignore him, just throw him into the River of Forgetfulness."

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

Xiao Langshuai nodded slightly, and just as he was about to take action, he saw that Pudu Tianzun seemed to be giving it all, and Yin Qi surged from his body, flying directly past Xiao Langshuai towards Wangchuan.

He wanted to cross the River of Forgetfulness and escape from this place.

As an out-of-body monk, even though he has not retained his Nascent Soul, his ghost soul is naturally much stronger than ordinary ghost souls.

With Xiao Langshuai's cultivation level, he was completely unable to stop him and watched helplessly as Pudu Tianzun rushed into Wangchuan.

The water in the Forgotten River began to boil, and countless snakes, insects, rats, and ants came to the surface. One by one, their arms stretched out and directly grabbed Pudu Tianzun's feet, hands, neck, and head, and dragged him toward the Forgotten River.

"how come?"

Pudu Tianzun was a little panicked, but no matter how much he mobilized the Yin Qi in his body, he could not break free from these arms, and the snakes, insects, rats and ants were biting at him crazily.

This was the first time Jiang Yushu and others saw this scene, and their eyes could not help but reveal a touch of shock.

"Madam, if there was no prince to lead the way, wouldn't it be wrong for us to come here..."

Huangfujie was a little scared.

"Master Fang, save me, I know I was wrong!"

Pudu Tianzun let out a terrified scream.

"Don't worry, you won't die in Wangchuan."

Fang Chen comforted.

"I'll fuck you...Gululu..."

Pudu Tianzun was completely submerged in the Forgotten River, with only a few bubbles left on the water, as if the scene just now was just an illusion.

I don't know when, numerous light boats have appeared on the Forgotten River, densely packed and numerous.

Millions of wandering souls looked curious. Suddenly, a military soul lost his voice and said:

"Father, mother!?"

There was also a shocked look on the soldier's face: "Madam!?"

"Brother!? Is it really you!?"

"Isn't this third sister? Why are you here..."

Huangfujie was a little curious, "Your Majesty, is this...?"

"In the underworld, if you want to enter the city, you can only cross the River of Forgetfulness, and to cross the River of Forgetfulness, the person who misses you needs to waste his life and turn into a light boat."

Fang Chen smiled and said, "These are their former relatives, brothers, and friends who came to pick them up."

"There is such a thing..."

Huangfujie was a little moved, then he looked at a small boat and said in a voiceless voice: "Dad!?"

Jiang Yushu and others were all literati and scholars during their lifetime. They did not believe in the theory of ghosts and gods until they became wandering ghosts.

Now I have seen the scene of the underworld with my own eyes and the boundless river of forgetfulness, and I can't help but be shocked.

"Those who miss you..."

Jiang Yushu whispered to himself, seemingly carelessly, but his eyes were searching around the Forgotten River. Soon, he saw a light boat with several figures standing on it.

Jiang Yushu showed a smile on his face and nodded gently.

"If anyone is picked up, please cross Wangchuan first and meet at the gate of Baiyue City."

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

"Here!"

A few hours later, only about 200,000 of the million wandering souls remained, and the rest were picked up by light boats.

The remaining wandering souls had blank eyes and miserable expressions on their faces, and some of them lowered their heads and said nothing.

Seeing this, Fang Chen chuckled and said: "No one came to pick you up. It may not be that they don't miss you, but they have disappeared into the underworld or Baiyue. When you become successful in your practice in the future, you can try to find them."

, take them back."

After these words, many listless military souls immediately became energetic.

Some people smiled broadly and said: "I have had no father or mother since I was a child. Even if they are in the underworld, they don't know who I am. Naturally, no one will come to pick me up. Prince, how can someone like me cross the River of Forgetfulness?"

"Can't I take it?"

Fang Chen smiled.

The military spirit was slightly startled, and the smile on his face became even bigger: "You can take it, it's best if you have a prince to take it!"

"Let's go, everyone."

Fang Chen gave a long laugh, and with a wave of his sleeves, a huge ship appeared in Wangchuan. This huge ship was a hundred feet high. Not to mention two hundred thousand, even if it added three hundred thousand, it would still be able to move.

Get up.

With his identity as Riyujun, he was able to condense this giant boat without losing any of his Yin life.

"Let's go!"

All the soldiers shouted excitedly and boarded the boat one after another.

The giant boat arrived at the bridge.

Countless wandering souls stood sideways and looked at this almost countless team with curious faces.

"Hey, they seem to be the uniforms of our Daxia Army. Could these guys be our Daxia Army?"

"There has been no war in recent years, how could there be so many military souls..."

Some of the wandering souls nearby were from Daxia, some were from Longdu, Guhe and other countries. After seeing this team, there was a hint of shock in their eyes.

One of the soldiers turned his head and said with a smile: "I am not a fool. I have been dead for forty or fifty years, and I was more than forty years old before I died."

"Forty or fifty years...it won't be..."

The wandering souls looked in shock. Forty or fifty years ago, only the battle at Sanjie Mountain had the most soldiers killed. These soldiers came from Sanjie Mountain!?

Xiao Langshuai stood quietly beside Fang Chen. After hesitating for a few moments, he asked softly:
Chapter completed!