Chapter 218 The Other Side of the World, the Spiritual Ocean

This sea of ​​dead bodies is located at the junction of two worlds.

Driving the ‘ferry boat’ and swinging back and forth nearby, there is a chance to meet souls who are lost and don’t know where to go.

Chen Ye guessed that it should be because the sea of ​​dead bodies is a border sea, so some wandering souls who mistakenly enter this place will be trapped here.

If you obey the call of some existence, you may become part of the sea of ​​dead bodies.

However, Chen Ye used the characteristics of [ferryman] to successfully help these souls pass through the ‘door’ and reach the other side...

The purple air in the condensed halo is getting stronger and stronger, and it is very likely to be a great fortune.

"Can I help the wandering souls here, ferry them to the other side, and increase their fortune?"

Chen Ye's eyes lit up. He saw that the purple light was getting stronger and stronger, and he felt that the increase in fortune was more significant than the [lucky] period!

Moreover, this purple light seemed to be completely integrated with his own aura.

It is not a short-term luck, it is very likely to be a longer-term "luck"!

Although "luck" will not manifest as specific good luck for a while, it can become a kind of energy that accompanies oneself and brings huge benefits at critical moments.

Realizing this, Chen Ye did not rush to explore the other side of the gray fog at the border of the Sea of ​​Dead Corpses, but made full use of the characteristics of [Soul Swing] and began to wander slowly nearby.

At this moment.

Chen Ye opened the Eye of Luck and found that this sea of ​​dead corpses with gray fog vortex occasionally had a few purple rays that separated out and flickered, pointing to a certain direction like a lighthouse.

Although the purple rays were very weak, they were particularly visible under this dim sky.

He moved his mind, swung his oars, and drove the "ferry boat" towards the direction of the purple rays.

Soon.

Several groups of gray fog appeared in the field of vision again.

However, there was a faint bloody murderous aura in the gray fog.

At the same time...

Next to the gray fog appeared the reminder of [Blood Word Research]——

[The thoughts of evil spirits cannot be transferred to heaven, so they wander in the netherworld. 】

Chen Ye frowned slightly, feeling that the energy of these gray mists with blood was more powerful than those lost souls wandering in the illusion before.

The gray mist floated in the air, restless and flying around.

"Let's try it first."

Chen Ye saw the bloody text, and there was no obvious hint that this kind of soul could not be extradited. Moreover, the location indicated by the purple light also led to these gray mists.

So he took out the suona and played the [Sound of Soul Crossing].

The mournful music floated in the lonely sea of ​​dead bodies.

Suddenly, the gray mist gradually outlined a fishman with sharp teeth and mouth!

[Tidal Sea Spirit], a second-turn monster with a first-turn [Fishman] and a first-turn [Sea Warrior], is cruel and warlike by nature. It is a very fierce monster.

The phantom of the fishman suddenly became solid, and the hateful eyes fell on Chen Ye, becoming extremely fierce, as if he wanted to eat him!

The next second...

A dim blood-red light appeared above Chen Ye's head, and the fishman, holding a trident, charged!

As it attacked, the shadow became more and more solid, as if it could cross the two realms, turning into a gloomy wind, with a cold light flashing, trying to assassinate Chen Ye.

"You don't know what's good for you."

Chen Ye shook his head slightly and increased the power of the suona.

Suddenly.

The frantic music made the fishman extremely painful. It fell on the sea of ​​dead bodies, and its body trembled and rolled, as if it was enduring extreme pain.

The manic melody suddenly disappeared, and the next second, it suddenly became as warm as a spring breeze.

A strange soul energy enveloped the fishman's entire body.

The fishman suddenly stopped moving, and its "self-consciousness" seemed to resonate with a certain existence, and was brought into a peaceful world by the music, where there was no killing, no madness, and it was as peaceful as heaven.

As the music continued to play, the fishman recalled everything in his life.

Born from a naive sperm egg, it opened its innate intelligence, grew up in the sea, and played with its own kind...

However, one day, a bloody torrent hit the paradise of survival, and all races turned into frenzied monsters.

In order to survive...

The fishman began to become fierce and manic, attacking its own kind to get food.

It gradually became stronger as it continued to devour.

But the killing will eventually come to an end. In the depths of the sea, a more terrifying figure completely swallowed the fishman, ending his life.

At this moment, Chen Ye played the [Heavenly Ritual Music], resonating with the fishman, and at the same time gained its memory of its short life.

He adjusted the direction of the extradition, guiding the heaven to be a peaceful place without killing and disputes, in order to evoke childhood memories, and portray the world in the "gate" as the most ideal fantasy town, so as to guide the fishman to remember the good old days and give up the desire to kill.

Soon, the bloody evil spirit on the fishman was gradually fading away...

It became no different from the lost spirit that wandered in the illusion before, passing through the "door" and successfully crossing to the other side.

Before leaving, the fishman cast a grateful look at Chen Ye, and then split into a purple light, merged into the purple air, and became stronger again.

"Why do I feel that the profession of [Ferryman] is like that of a priest?"

Chen Ye closed his eyes and digested the memories of the fishman. Compared with humans, these memories were not long, only a few months. The light and shadow images in his mind were like watching a movie, and he quickly watched the life of the fishman.

Of course, these memories were very short and had no effect on Chen Ye.

After a soul resonance, Chen Ye roughly understood what the [Ferryman] had to do.

"In this world, there will always be some wandering souls who cannot cross to the other side."

"So, the job of the [Ferryman] is to help these lost lambs, help them go back to where they came from."

"This is somewhat similar to the work of a priest, but the means are more advanced and the customers are also different."

Chen Ye muttered to himself, feeling the role rules of the [Ferryman].

He continued to swing in this sea area.

With the guidance of the purple air line...

Chen Ye could easily find the direction of the gray fog, play the suona, and conduct the extradition.

One after another, purple rays of light turned into streams and entered the aura around Chen Ye, nourishing the purple light group of great fortune, which suddenly became brighter and grew stronger.

At the same time, Chen Ye also came to the western border of the Sea of ​​Dead Corpses.

[A chaotic realm, there is no good end if you enter! ]

According to the hint of the blood words, Chen Ye knew that the other side of the world behind this gray fog should not be a safe place.

He gave up the idea of ​​exploring this area and going to the other side of the world, swung his oars, and headed north.

In the vast sea of ​​dead corpses, the "ferry boat" wandered on the sea full of bones. Under the dim sky, it seemed that there was only the shadow of one person and a lonely boat.

At this moment, a gray fog outline appeared in front again.

But the strange thing is... Chen Ye has not started to play the [Sound of Crossing the Soul], and the gray fog suddenly swayed like water waves, and then formed a human figure.

It was a skinny old man wearing thin clothes. His feet and hands were chained, like a prisoner in Tianlao Temple, and his movements were restricted. Under his sparse gray hair, a seal paper was pasted, covering his entire face, making it difficult to see his features.

Chen Ye's mind moved, and he played [Heavenly Rituals and Music] with his suona, trying to help the old man cross to the other side.

Suddenly...

A strange feeling enveloped Chen Ye's consciousness.

He actually resonated with the old man's soul automatically...

Chen Ye was secretly shocked. You know, he just played [Heavenly Rituals and Music] simply, and he didn't have the voluntary intention to resonate with the other party.

In other words, the subject of resonance was actually the old man?

He took the initiative to guide his thoughts and resonate?

Chen Ye subconsciously wanted to resist, but pictures began to appear in front of him.

"My self-consciousness has not been affected. I can stay awake. Moreover, the aura of luck has not shown any signs of blood crisis. This means that although the old man has aroused my consciousness and resonated with me, he has no evil intentions?"

Realizing this, Chen Ye's fluctuating mind calmed down a little. Since there is no danger, let's take a look at this old man and see what he wants to do.

The picture in front of him suddenly turned, and a completely different scene appeared!

Under the ancient castle, the sky and the ground were composed of dark gray fog. A series of wandering ghosts passed through the castle and were chained.

Suddenly, the vision jumped again, and a huge machete suddenly fell!

The machete fell straight down like a guillotine!

However, it was not the head that was cut off, but the face of the prisoner was cut off!

Their entire face disappeared and a talisman paper was pasted on it.

Yellow talisman paper.

Exactly the same as the talisman paper on the old man's face!

Suddenly, the picture disappeared.

Chen Ye raised his head again, and the skinny old man suddenly began to swell violently...

A thick vortex of evil spirit was about to engulf the other party!

Based on Chen Ye's experience, judging from the aura of luck, this old man is already hopeless!

At the last second, the old man seemed to have used up all his strength and pointed to the north.

Bang!

His body exploded completely, turning into pieces of mist, and finally disappeared.

Chen Ye fell into silence, recalling the scene that appeared in front of him just now. If I guessed correctly, this is the information the old man wanted to tell me?

The castle seemed familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had seen it.

The sky and the ground were all gray fog, which meant that the area was the spirit world.

And those prisoners who were chained and had their entire faces cut off, what kind of existence were they? Why did they appear in the spirit world and were treated so cruelly?

This time, Chen Ye felt that the old man's identity was not as simple as a lost soul...

It is very likely that there are other reasons, so he can't cross to this shore.

Even if he played the [Soul Ferry] himself, it still didn't work.

"The old man pointed to the north?"

Chen Ye's expression changed slightly, and he followed the direction pointed by the old man and drove the 'ferry boat' towards the north.

The northern part of the Sea of ​​Dead Corpses can be said to be the most vast and remote area, leading directly to the estuary.

Before, the village of living corpses that Chen Ye had attacked was in that direction.

At this moment...

He put down the oar in his hand and used the [Trident of the Sea God] to swing.

Boom!

Every time the trident was swung, the ‘ferry boat’ moved much faster. On the map, the red dot was heading north at a very fast speed.

Following the direction provided by the [Wanderer Map], Chen Ye drove north all the way and soon arrived at the island of Shenghai Village, passing by.

Arrived at the more distant border of the North Sea.

At the border, a huge gray fog barrier covered the entire area, connecting the dim sky and the sea of ​​bones, like a semicircular sphere enveloping this area.

[A relatively peaceful spiritual sea area, perhaps going there will yield some good gains. ]