280 The Corpse Flower
“What River of the Dead?” Gu Mingzhou looked at the blood-yellow surface of the river and asked in confusion.
“Of course, it’s the legendary River of the Dead that connects the spiritual realm and the divine realm. Haven’t you heard of it?” Jing Wudao said excitedly.
“Spiritual and divine realm? I’ve never heard of it. “Gu Mingzhou shook his head and said.
“When I was young, I heard from the elders of the sect that after a person dies, their soul will enter the gates of hell. They can be reincarnated only after passing through the road of the Dead, stepping on the bridge of helplessness, and crossing the River of the Dead.” He had only heard about myths.
“What my young friend Mingzhou has heard is only a legend among mortals. Among us cultivators, there is another story about the River of the Dead. I wonder if my young friend has heard of it.” Without waiting for Jing Wudao’s reply, Shangguan Fei, who had been standing still by the river, turned around.
When he glanced at Jing Wudao, his eyes flashed with a bright light.
Gu Mingzhou shook his head.
“The yellow blood formed a River, and the heavenly Dao reincarnates for another lifetime. Before the River of the Dead, find the other shore, half a step away from the soul, half a step away from life!”
The yellow blood formed a River, and the heavenly Dao reincarnates for another lifetime.
Before the River of the Dead, find the other shore, half a step away from the soul, half a step away from life!
Gu Mingzhou frowned. He could not help but repeat these two sentences, but in the end, he shook his head.
Indeed, he had never heard of it before. Perhaps the River of the Dead he had heard of was completely different from the current River of the Dead.
“You even know about the primordial array that has been passed down for thousands of years, but you don’t know about the mortal tribulation?” a look of disbelief flashed across Shangguan Fei’s face as he asked in confusion.
“I’ve never heard of the mortal tribulation. The River of the Dead that I know is different from the one you’re talking about.” Gu Mingzhou awkwardly scratched his head and replied.
“The so-called mortal tribulation refers to the three tribulations created by the Heavenly Emperor of untainted land. They are divided into the river of forgetfulness, helplessness, and rebirth.”
Jing Wudao explained.
The yellow blood formed a River, and the heavenly Dao reincarnates for another lifetime. This referred to the first difficulty of the mortal tribulation, the River of the Dead.
The River of the Dead was created by the Heavenly Emperor by collecting the blood lost in the battle between the three thousand almighty experts in the world.
It has the ability to retain memories and be reborn a second time.
“A second rebirth?” Gu Mingzhou’s expression was extremely surprised.
This was equivalent to having a second life.
“It doesn’t mean that you’ll be reborn. The water of the River of the Dead can predict the major difficulties that will happen to you in the future according to your soul memory so that you can sense them in advance and take precautions to avoid death.” Shangguan Fei continued Jing Wudao’s words and explained.
He needed the Corpse flower that grew in the River of the Dead as a catalyst.
Otherwise, it would be useless to find the River of the Dead!
“There’s such a thing?” although Gu Mingzhou felt that it was not as magical as having a second life, it was still very rare.
After all, it was equivalent to being able to predict the future, seeking good fortune, and avoiding disaster.
Especially for the almighty cultivators, being able to avoid the danger of death was definitely considered a rebirth.
“No wonder they were so excited when they saw the River of the Dead.” Gu Mingzhou muttered to himself.
This was naturally of utmost importance to Gu Mingzhou, the patriarch of Wuji, Wei Lin, Shangguan Fei, and He Youliang.
“Then what about river of helplessness and rebirth?” Gu Mingzhou continued to ask.
The mortal tribulation was divided into three difficulties!
The first difficulty was the Corpse flower by the River of the Dead that could predict the future. The second difficulty was the river of helplessness The third was to be reborn.
“This” bridge of helplessness refers to the bridge of helplessness. Speaking of the bridge of helplessness, it’s an even more miraculous existence!” Shangguan Fei helped to explain, ”
“I found it!” Shangguan Fei was just about to explain the “helplessness” when He Youliang suddenly shouted and directly interrupted him.
“Come here quickly! The Corpse flower is here!”
“What? You’ve found it?”
“Let’s go, He Youliang is there!”
Gu Mingzhou, Wei Lin, and Wu Ji patriarch, who were also looking around, were immediately attracted and hurriedly walked in He Youliang’s direction.
“Let’s go and take a look!” although Shangguan Fei looked calm on the surface, he gave up on explaining the moment He Youliang shouted.
He urged Gu Mingzhou and immediately strode over to where he was.
Driven by curiosity, Gu Mingzhou naturally went with them.
“Where? Where is the treasure?” the Wu Ji sect’s patriarch asked anxiously as he walked up to He Youliang.
Gu Mingzhou and Wei Lin, who were behind him, didn’t ask directly, but they both looked anxious.
“In the middle of the river!” He Youliang’s tall and sturdy body bent down slightly, and he pointed at the center of the river where the waves were rolling.
The blood-yellow river water churned unceasingly, creating ripples on the surface of the river. On the surface of the river that was gradually calming down, several half-green and half-red gorgeous flowers stood out from the falling waves. They seemed out of place with the surroundings, but they also merged perfectly!
They remained suspended above the blood-yellow river, unmoving, allowing the wind to blow and the waves to hit them!
“Corpse flower! Haha, it really is the Corpse flower!” He Youliang could not hide his excitement and shouted happily.
“The heavens have eyes! I found the Corpse flower! Hahaha!” behind Gu Mingzhou, the Wu Ji’s sect patriarch also couldn’t hide his excitement.
Wei Lin’s long and narrow eyes flickered with an extremely excited light as he stared closely at the cluster of two-colored flowers on the river’s surface.
“This is the Corpse flower that can use the River of the Dead to predict the future and see the recent dangers?” Gu Mingzhou stared curiously at the two-colored flower in the middle of the river and muttered to himself.
“Yes, that’s it!” Shangguan Fei looked back at Gu Mingzhou and explained with a smile.
“I forgot to tell you that the Corpse flower can only allow those with a physical body to see the future through the River of the Dead.” Shangguan Fei paused as if he had suddenly thought of something. He glanced at Jing Wudao imperceptibly and explained to Gu Mingzhou.
Before Gu Mingzhou could figure out what Shangguan Fei meant, he had already turned around and walked quickly to the river.
“Don’t get too excited yet. Since everyone knows about the River of the Dead and the Corpse flower, you should also know that no one can cross the River of the Dead.” Shangguan Fei walked through the crowd to the front and said in a clear voice.
“I know. That’s why I’ll have to trouble Island Master Shangguan to make a move.” The Wu Ji patriarch cupped his hands and said to Shangguan Fei with a big smile on his face.
“Everyone gets a share. Wait a moment. Let me verify the number of Corpse flowers.” Shangguan Fei said generously.
Gu Mingzhou leaned over, wondering what Shangguan Fei was going to do next.
Shangguan Fei sat cross-legged on the wet riverbank with his eyes slightly closed and his hands crossed. Suddenly, he exuded strong pressure!
A dazzling white light suddenly appeared around Shangguan Fei, making him look like a god.
Then, Shangguan Fei’s body, which had been sitting cross-legged on the ground, began to float slightly, and his tightly shut eyes opened at this moment.
Two beams of light shot out from Shangguan Fei’s eyes and instantly entered the cluster of two-colored flowers on the river’s surface.
280 The Corpse Flower
“What River of the Dead?” Gu Mingzhou looked at the blood-yellow surface of the river and asked in confusion.
“Of course, it’s the legendary River of the Dead that connects the spiritual realm and the divine realm. Haven’t you heard of it?” Jing Wudao said excitedly.
“Spiritual and divine realm? I’ve never heard of it. “Gu Mingzhou shook his head and said.
“When I was young, I heard from the elders of the sect that after a person dies, their soul will enter the gates of hell. They can be reincarnated only after passing through the road of the Dead, stepping on the bridge of helplessness, and crossing the River of the Dead.” He had only heard about myths.
“What my young friend Mingzhou has heard is only a legend among mortals. Among us cultivators, there is another story about the River of the Dead. I wonder if my young friend has heard of it.” Without waiting for Jing Wudao’s reply, Shangguan Fei, who had been standing still by the river, turned around.
When he glanced at Jing Wudao, his eyes flashed with a bright light.
Gu Mingzhou shook his head.
“The yellow blood formed a River, and the heavenly Dao reincarnates for another lifetime. Before the River of the Dead, find the other shore, half a step away from the soul, half a step away from life!”
The yellow blood formed a River, and the heavenly Dao reincarnates for another lifetime.
Before the River of the Dead, find the other shore, half a step away from the soul, half a step away from life!
Gu Mingzhou frowned. He could not help but repeat these two sentences, but in the end, he shook his head.
Indeed, he had never heard of it before. Perhaps the River of the Dead he had heard of was completely different from the current River of the Dead.
“You even know about the primordial array that has been passed down for thousands of years, but you don’t know about the mortal tribulation?” a look of disbelief flashed across Shangguan Fei’s face as he asked in confusion.
“I’ve never heard of the mortal tribulation. The River of the Dead that I know is different from the one you’re talking about.” Gu Mingzhou awkwardly scratched his head and replied.
“The so-called mortal tribulation refers to the three tribulations created by the Heavenly Emperor of untainted land. They are divided into the river of forgetfulness, helplessness, and rebirth.”
Jing Wudao explained.
The yellow blood formed a River, and the heavenly Dao reincarnates for another lifetime. This referred to the first difficulty of the mortal tribulation, the River of the Dead.
The River of the Dead was created by the Heavenly Emperor by collecting the blood lost in the battle between the three thousand almighty experts in the world.
It has the ability to retain memories and be reborn a second time.
“A second rebirth?” Gu Mingzhou’s expression was extremely surprised.
This was equivalent to having a second life.
“It doesn’t mean that you’ll be reborn. The water of the River of the Dead can predict the major difficulties that will happen to you in the future according to your soul memory so that you can sense them in advance and take precautions to avoid death.” Shangguan Fei continued Jing Wudao’s words and explained.
He needed the Corpse flower that grew in the River of the Dead as a catalyst.
Otherwise, it would be useless to find the River of the Dead!
“There’s such a thing?” although Gu Mingzhou felt that it was not as magical as having a second life, it was still very rare.
After all, it was equivalent to being able to predict the future, seeking good fortune, and avoiding disaster.
Especially for the almighty cultivators, being able to avoid the danger of death was definitely considered a rebirth.
“No wonder they were so excited when they saw the River of the Dead.” Gu Mingzhou muttered to himself.
This was naturally of utmost importance to Gu Mingzhou, the patriarch of Wuji, Wei Lin, Shangguan Fei, and He Youliang.
“Then what about river of helplessness and rebirth?” Gu Mingzhou continued to ask.
The mortal tribulation was divided into three difficulties!
The first difficulty was the Corpse flower by the River of the Dead that could predict the future. The second difficulty was the river of helplessness The third was to be reborn.
“This” bridge of helplessness refers to the bridge of helplessness. Speaking of the bridge of helplessness, it’s an even more miraculous existence!” Shangguan Fei helped to explain, ”
“I found it!” Shangguan Fei was just about to explain the “helplessness” when He Youliang suddenly shouted and directly interrupted him.
“Come here quickly! The Corpse flower is here!”
“What? You’ve found it?”
“Let’s go, He Youliang is there!”
Gu Mingzhou, Wei Lin, and Wu Ji patriarch, who were also looking around, were immediately attracted and hurriedly walked in He Youliang’s direction.
“Let’s go and take a look!” although Shangguan Fei looked calm on the surface, he gave up on explaining the moment He Youliang shouted.
He urged Gu Mingzhou and immediately strode over to where he was.
Driven by curiosity, Gu Mingzhou naturally went with them.
“Where? Where is the treasure?” the Wu Ji sect’s patriarch asked anxiously as he walked up to He Youliang.
Gu Mingzhou and Wei Lin, who were behind him, didn’t ask directly, but they both looked anxious.
“In the middle of the river!” He Youliang’s tall and sturdy body bent down slightly, and he pointed at the center of the river where the waves were rolling.
The blood-yellow river water churned unceasingly, creating ripples on the surface of the river. On the surface of the river that was gradually calming down, several half-green and half-red gorgeous flowers stood out from the falling waves. They seemed out of place with the surroundings, but they also merged perfectly!
They remained suspended above the blood-yellow river, unmoving, allowing the wind to blow and the waves to hit them!
“Corpse flower! Haha, it really is the Corpse flower!” He Youliang could not hide his excitement and shouted happily.
“The heavens have eyes! I found the Corpse flower! Hahaha!” behind Gu Mingzhou, the Wu Ji’s sect patriarch also couldn’t hide his excitement.
Wei Lin’s long and narrow eyes flickered with an extremely excited light as he stared closely at the cluster of two-colored flowers on the river’s surface.
“This is the Corpse flower that can use the River of the Dead to predict the future and see the recent dangers?” Gu Mingzhou stared curiously at the two-colored flower in the middle of the river and muttered to himself.
“Yes, that’s it!” Shangguan Fei looked back at Gu Mingzhou and explained with a smile.
“I forgot to tell you that the Corpse flower can only allow those with a physical body to see the future through the River of the Dead.” Shangguan Fei paused as if he had suddenly thought of something. He glanced at Jing Wudao imperceptibly and explained to Gu Mingzhou.
Before Gu Mingzhou could figure out what Shangguan Fei meant, he had already turned around and walked quickly to the river.
“Don’t get too excited yet. Since everyone knows about the River of the Dead and the Corpse flower, you should also know that no one can cross the River of the Dead.” Shangguan Fei walked through the crowd to the front and said in a clear voice.
“I know. That’s why I’ll have to trouble Island Master Shangguan to make a move.” The Wu Ji patriarch cupped his hands and said to Shangguan Fei with a big smile on his face.
“Everyone gets a share. Wait a moment. Let me verify the number of Corpse flowers.” Shangguan Fei said generously.
Gu Mingzhou leaned over, wondering what Shangguan Fei was going to do next.
Shangguan Fei sat cross-legged on the wet riverbank with his eyes slightly closed and his hands crossed. Suddenly, he exuded strong pressure!
A dazzling white light suddenly appeared around Shangguan Fei, making him look like a god.
Then, Shangguan Fei’s body, which had been sitting cross-legged on the ground, began to float slightly, and his tightly shut eyes opened at this moment.
Two beams of light shot out from Shangguan Fei’s eyes and instantly entered the cluster of two-colored flowers on the river’s surface.
