After graduating, I became the Dragon King

20 years of vicissitudes, no matter whether it is the dead soul in the water or the old man on the shore, they never thought that they would meet again in the world.

For a moment, the river was full of cries, and the souls of the deceased looked at each other across the water, and their clothes were full of tears.

Even Dong Gong and the younger generation, who didn't know much about what happened back then, couldn't help but be affected by this situation, and their eyes turned red.

Jane Lance held Xue Chen's wrist and said softly, "They... are back."

"Well, I'm back." Xue Chen looked at the green water under his feet, and also felt a little dazed.

He originally thought that it would take at least a few days to find these lost souls, but he didn't expect that in just a short moment, all the spirits scattered in the vast waters would return.

He was still a little puzzled at first, but he didn't understand until the elder brother of the good teacher called out "Ah Liang".

The lost soul of the remnant souls has indeed been scattered for a long time, and it is hard to find a trace.

But the deep thoughts and prayers of these old friends on the shore traveled across the vast rivers, lakes and seas and called them back.

A wandering soul is like a wanderer, even if it goes to the ends of the earth, as long as the old friend is there, it is the way home.

Pan Shuangqing guarded these remnant souls for more than twenty years, and finally waited for this day. She was very excited for a while, grabbed the handle of the three-headed fork and poked the ground several times, sighing and sighing: "Consummated, finally consummated!"

It's a pity that the old people on the shore are old, and the dead souls are somewhat dark, and there are so many of them that it is inconvenient to get in close contact with them, so they can only talk about the changes in the village over the years across a river.

Even so, no matter for the living or the dead, it is already no small comfort.

Those dead souls who gave their lives to save the villagers know that their sacrifices were not in vain. For more than [-] years, the villagers have lived a good life and lived and worked in peace and contentment.

Knowing that roads have been built in the village, everyone has built solid new houses.

They also know that their relatives and descendants all have a future that makes them happy.

The children grow up, or go to college, or get married and have children, or are still just fishing, farming, and guarding a small shop.

But at least there is no famine or disaster, but there is hope and vitality, and that is enough.

As the night darkened, the river moon slanted down.

The voices of the old people also became hoarse, and finally, what they wanted to say and what they wanted to hear was pretty much said.

"It's time to go." Xue Chen glanced at Shi Chen, turned his palm over, and sent out the power of the water officer's seal.

But at the mouth of the Great Wilderness River, in the direction leading to the Yuse Sea, the picture suddenly reversed, and the invisible barrier was broken.

It was as if an invisible curtain was drawn, and with the estuary as the boundary, the scene in front of me suddenly changed.

The Great Wilderness River is still flowing, but beyond the mouth of the river, the deep blue Yuse Sea has disappeared, replaced by a blood-red ocean, and a boundless gray fog covering the ocean.

Xue Chen said: "This is the Nether River."

He paused slightly, a little surprised by what he saw, "It's a big fog."

Pan Shuangqing sighed softly: "This year's severe drought, the water level of Yuse Sea has dropped sharply, the life here has already been in chaos, maybe the Nether River has also been affected."

Xue Chen nodded clearly, indeed.

Under normal circumstances, the Nether River is the path for the souls of the dead to lead to the underworld. There should not be such a thick fog on the river, but the Nether River here overlaps with the waters of the human world, and yin and yang intertwine and affect each other.

Life in the world was chaotic, and the Nether River also produced a rare thick fog.

This didn't have much impact in the first place. Generally speaking, as long as the soul of the dead attains Consummation, they will naturally be inspired by the Yin Division to swim across the Nether River and go to the place of reincarnation.

But these remnant souls can't do it. They have stayed in the world for too long, and they have missed the time to be summoned by the underworld.

Usually in this situation there should be a yin messenger ferrying them here to take them across the river, but the fog is so thick that ghosts from the underworld might not be able to see the way clearly, so naturally they can't come to pick them up.

And these dead souls who have just recovered their sanity don't know which direction the Yin Division is in. If they are unfortunately lost on the Nether River, they may sink forever and be unable to reincarnate.

"This...how could this be?"

"How do we cross the river?"

The dead souls looked at each other, and someone tentatively put his foot towards the entrance of the Nether River, but it sank as soon as he stepped on it, so scared that he quickly retracted his foot.

"No way, we can't float at all."

"Then do we have to stay in the world again? Can't be reincarnated?"

The soul has finally achieved consummation, but this kind of thing happens again, how can it not make the ghost depressed.

The strangers on the shore were also very anxious: "What can we do? Can we help?"

Just when he was at a loss, he suddenly heard Xue Chen say calmly: "Don't worry, I'll take you across the river."

The ghosts on the river and the people on the bank turned their heads to look at the words, and they exchanged pleasant surprises on their faces: "Expert Xue, are you serious?"

Yu Jieshu was also very surprised, and quickly persuaded: "Expert Xue, please think twice before you act, the ghosts of the underworld can't see clearly in such a thick fog, so don't take risks on the spur of the moment..."

Xue Chen cast his gaze in the direction of the Nether River, and said with a chuckle, "It's okay, I can see clearly."

The dragon's eyes are like the bright moon on the sea, which can penetrate the chaos. The mist on the Nether River is the chaos that covers the realm of life and death.

True dragons can naturally break through this barrier and see the way to the realm of death.

Yu Jieshu didn't expect Xue Chen to be able to see through the fog, she was stunned for a while, and then she came back to her senses after a while, and asked again: "But, how are you going to cross them?"

Even if Xue Chen could see the way, how could he send so many dead souls there?

Xue Chen turned his gaze back to the Dahuang River. On the black river, a nearly 20-meter-long dragon boat was quietly bathed in the moonlight.

He said with a smile, "Naturally, it is by boat."

Shenmu dragon boat is the symbol of Yusehai dragon boat. The craftsmanship is undoubtedly very exquisite. The dragon head is lifelike.

The only downside is that it looks a bit old due to its age. In addition, it has been soaked in water for too long, and the paint on the longan has peeled off.

"You want to use the Shenmu dragon boat to ferry them?" Pang Shuangqing pouted with doubts on her face and said, "Is this possible? I don't think the Shenmu dragon boat is as magical as it is in the legend. I wanted to use it to hold up the souls of the dead. It’s enough, can you cross the Nether River?”

"Not yet." Xue Chen pinched a finger and passed, and the Shenmu dragon boat slowly sailed towards the water's edge as if consciously. He reached out and touched the dragon head of the boat lightly.

This extremely heavy wooden dragon boat does have the divine power of a real dragon, and the divine power comes from the same source as the power on the seal of the water officer's order, both from the Dragon King of Kangyang River.

Regrettably, there is only a little bit of divine power left on the dragon boat, and it is not known whether it has naturally dissipated due to a long time, or the Dragon King has withdrawn his power.

In short, the divine power bestowed by the Dragon King on this legendary dragon boat has almost disappeared, so Pang Shuangqing couldn't use this boat to support the souls of the dead.

However, the Dragon King Kangyangjiang is not the only real dragon who can bestow power on a dragon boat.

Seeing Xue Chen calling the dragon boat to the water's edge, Jane Lance asked curiously, "What are you going to do?"

Xue Chen raised his eyebrows and smiled at him: "Only by painting the dragon's eyes can the dragon come back to life."

Before Jane Lance understood it, Xue Chen grabbed the vortex monster again and rubbed the fish body of the vortex monster against the blade of Qiangwei's trial.

The Qiangwei Judgment was so sharp, a cut was cut on the Vortex Monster immediately, and red blood flowed out.

The weak vortex monster opened its mouth and screamed with tears in its eyes: "Noooo——"

Jane Lance also: ?

"Shut up." Xue Chen pinched the vortex monster's mouth, dipped the index finger of the other hand in the blood it bleeds, nodded to the eyes on both sides of the painted Shenmu dragon boat, and said the formula at the same time.

As the decree fell with the blood, Long Zhou's eyes flashed a faint golden light instantly, and suddenly there was a charm, and when the moonlight shone, the eyeballs seemed to move.

The whole ship suddenly seemed to have life.

"It's the power of a real dragon." Pang Shuangqing said in surprise. As an aquarium, he is the most sensitive to the breath of dragons.

He couldn't help wiping his saliva, "Your Excellency can really invite Dragon Lord's strength."

No wonder that big-headed fish is so flattering to this human being!

Not only Pang Shuangqing, but also the people and ghosts around looked at Xue Chen in surprise, but not because of the magical finishing touch, but...

Ke Bozhi touched his neck subconsciously, swallowed his saliva and said, "That's how you take blood..."

This is too simple and rude!

"Otherwise?" Xue Chen glanced at him and said with a sneer, "Could it be that I want to bite my own finger? It's a good idea."

Ke Bozhi: "..."

That's not what it means, but TV dramas have always acted like this. The protagonist bites his own finger to draw blood at a critical moment. How cool is that action!

There is no one who cuts a fish without hesitation like Xue Chen... It makes people feel that the style of painting is weird and hard to get used to.

Speaking of which, Brother Shen is really easy to use the vortex monster he just caught...

Xue Chen didn't bother to care about their thoughts. After ordering the longan, he gently pushed the dragon boat back into the river, and said to the floating dead souls: "Get on the boat."

The souls of the dead are much more sensitive to the breath of the real dragon than the strangers, and they immediately noticed that the ship was quite different from before, and had the strength to hold them up.

All the ghosts were overjoyed and climbed onto the boat one after another.

Xue Chen looked at Jane Lance and said, "Brother, I need you to do me a favor."

Jane Lance: "You say."

Xue Chen: "I want to guide them and send them to the underworld. The living body cannot enter the Nether River, so I need to leave my soul later. Please take care of my body, I will be back soon."

"What?" Jane Lance's expression tightened, and she retorted almost subconsciously, "No, it's too dangerous."

Although he has never entered the underworld of China, he also knows that it is not a place for living people to go.

What's more, Xue Chen still has to leave his body. If there is any delay, if the time is lost, he may never come back.

Xue Chen was not surprised by his reaction, he just patted his hand lightly and said, "Don't worry, I will come back safely."

How could Jane Lance not be worried, he held Xue Chen's wrist instead: "Let me go."

"How stupid are you?" Xue Chen laughed, "You have no way to break through the obstacles on the Nether River, so I can only go this time."

Jane Lance insisted: "Then I will go with you."

"That's even worse." Xue Chen shook his head, "If you go together, who will look at my body?"

He glanced around from the corner of his eye, and while the others were not paying attention, he leaned into Jane Lance's ear and whispered, "Brother, I only trust you."

This reason finally calmed Jane Lance down. He pursed his lips and remained silent for a long while, and there was no way to speak.

Because he knew very well that he had no other choice.

Only Xue Chen can go on this trip, and once Xue Chen's soul leaves, Jane Lance must stay and guard it.

He never trusts Xue Chen's body to anyone else.

Finally, Jane Lance nodded: "Okay, I will guard you."

"Don't worry." Xue Chen smiled, thought for a while, then moved closer, and whispered, "Brother, don't forget, I was originally a dead body to resurrect my soul."

These words finally reassured Jane Lance, but she still said solemnly, "You must come back safely."

Xue Chen nodded: "I will."

Speaking of which, fortunately, he had just obtained the power on the seal of the water official, and the spirit was finally completed before he could leave the physical body.

If his spirit is still incomplete and cannot leave his body, then no one will be able to take these dead souls across the river tonight.

This is probably a certain number in the dark.

Without further ado, Xue Chen asked the others to retreat to the shore first, leaving only him and Jane Lance on the embankment. Afterwards, he sat down cross-legged by the water in a meditation posture.

After a while, his spirit flew away from his body and stood in midair out of thin air.

Jane Lance looked up, this was the first time he saw Xue Chen's own soul.

Xue Chen's soul looks very similar to his physical body, but his chin is sharper, and the corners of his eyes are slightly raised, making him look much colder than his physical body.

His eyes are clearer than pearls, as if they contain mountains, rivers and seas, and they seem to be able to see through everything in the world.

The strange thing is that there are small, forked horns growing on both ends of his forehead.

Jane Lance: ?

Before he had time to think about what that horn was, he saw Xue Chen stretching out his hand towards the Shenmu dragon boat: "Follow me."

After finishing speaking, he skimmed across the water and flew towards the direction of the Nether River.

At the same time, the Shenmu dragon boat seemed to come alive. The longan's eyes emitted golden light, and the dragon scales on the hull glowed. It moved automatically without wind, followed Xue Chen, broke through the water, crossed the boundary between life and death, and sailed into the nether world. in the river.

The people on the shore all opened their eyes wide, watching the huge Shenmu dragon boat carrying dozens of dead souls, slowly disappearing into the thick fog of the Nether River.

As the end of the dragon boat entered the Nether River, the scene in front of everyone's eyes flickered, like ripples swaying in the void, and the barrier suddenly closed.

If you look closely, there is no Nether River, nor is there any confusion.

The Great Wilderness River is rushing continuously, and beyond the mouth of the river, the deep blue Yuse Sea stretches as far as the eye can see, and the bright moon is dotted on the horizon, illuminating this vast water area.

eternal.

Jane Lance stood behind Xue Chen's body, Qiangwei Judgment stood in front of him, pointing his sword to the ground, guarding the cross-legged person with a loyal posture.

With the closure of the Netherworld Barrier, Jane Lance pursed his lips. After a while, he pinched a yellow talisman in his hand and concentrated on reciting the formula.

The fire ignited, illuminating Jane Lance's face. As the yellow talisman burned out, the black paper ashes drifted towards the mouth of the Great Wilderness River without wind, as if being pulled by an unknown force.

……

On the Nether River, the thick fog seemed to materialize, and as far as the eye could see, there was only a vast expanse of dark gray.

In the dense fog, a dragon boat broke through the water and moved forward, completely ignoring the dense fog that covered the sky and the sun, and headed firmly in one direction.

The young man with double horns on his forehead stood on the dragon boat's dragon head with his hands behind his back, his glass-like eyes stared at the road ahead.

Behind him, dozens of dead souls looked at each other, both grateful and excited, unable to speak for a moment.

After an unknown amount of time, a voice finally erupted from the souls of the dead.

"I saw."

"It's the gate of hell!"

"I saw it too! We're here, we're finally in the underworld—"

The dense fog gradually dissipated, and the torrential waves gradually calmed down. At the end of the Nether River, the majestic and towering Ghost Gate Pass was faintly visible.

"Here we are, go on your own the rest of the way, I should go back." Xue Chen said.

Dozens of dead souls stood upright after hearing the words, and tacitly bowed in Xue Chen's direction: "Thank you, sir."

"Thank you, Lord Fubo Long."

With this bow, Xue Chen felt that his strength had increased significantly, and this increase was very familiar.

Not long ago, the fourth child was kidnapped by the pig woman dragon. When Xue Chen used his breath to find the whereabouts of the fourth child, he noticed that his cultivation base had somehow become stronger.

He hadn't known what was going on before, but at this moment, he finally understood.

This increase in holdings originally came from the belief in the underworld.

Combining his experience during this period, it is not difficult to guess that the increase in holdings he obtained before should be those lonely souls who were rescued by him from the barren mountain of Yangnanxi.

"So it is."

Xue Chen couldn't help laughing, and didn't say any polite words, just nodded and said, "Let's all go ashore."

20 years of wandering, finally come to an end.

The dead soul continued to move forward, preparing to dock, while Xue Chen moved backward, preparing to return.

Just as Xue Chen was about to leave, his palm suddenly felt slightly warm. He was a little puzzled. He spread his palm, and saw a yellow talisman showing its whereabouts in his palm.

He is very familiar with this yellow talisman.

It is the talisman that Jane Lance has been using to practice the art of psychic power.

Xue Chen came to his senses, the senior brother was in contact with Mr. Fubo again.

What a coincidence!

Previously, Xue Chen was trapped in a mortal body and could not receive the incinerated talisman. He often only received the paper ashes left in the mortal world, and he could not feel the spiritual belief attached to the talisman by Jane Lance.

As a result, Jane Lance always thought that Mr. Fubo didn't like him, so he deliberately didn't reply to his messages.

Now that Xue Chen's soul had left his body, he finally caught up with him and received the talisman burned by Jane Lance.

Xue Chen immediately decided to take this opportunity to reply a long letter to Jane Lance, so that senior brother could feel the warmth from Mr. Fubo!

First of all, listen to the voice of the senior brother.

Xue Chen's palm flicked across the yellow talisman, and Jane Lance's voice sounded faintly.

"Fubo Longjun, it doesn't matter if you still don't accept my call, but please protect Xue Chen and let him come back safely from the Netherworld.

Please let the people I love come back to me safely.

I am willing to pay any price for this. "

Xue Chen:?

Xue Chen: "...Hah!!!"

The author has something to say:

Ang, you may not believe me when I say it, but the finishing touch and magic tricks were written at the beginning just to pave the way for this confession...

I think my outline is complete! ! !Not suddenly at all!

"I grew up after leaving the salted fish"

Brother: Why does Xiao Shen have horns?What corner is that? ? (in deep thought)

Fubo-jun: Good guy, I confessed my love!