Under the Yellow Spring, forget the way of Sichuan.
Zen Master Lingguo folded his palms and said nothing, turning around like walking in a river.
In Shi Feng's eyes, the dark and turbid river was empty above, and Zen Master Lingguo's feet were like an invisible bridge, allowing him to walk smoothly into the thick fog on the other side of the river and gradually disappear.
"Reincarnation… "
Someone let out a long sigh.
He was standing not far from Shi Feng, but because his spirit was on the verge of collapsing, even Zen Master Lingguo ignored him, thinking that it was the light of the soul around Shi Feng.
"Are you familiar with the underworld?" Shi Feng asked casually.
"Once came, thousands of years ago."
The voice that came from the light and shadow was none other than Xianjun Yu.
He smiled and said with a self-deprecating expression, "I never thought that before I died, I would be able to revisit the earth's veins and revisit here."
As long as the soul is not destroyed, all living things have the opportunity to enter the six realms of reincarnation, and it is difficult to say immortals.
They rose through the calamity and broke free of the first shackles of the heavens, and at the same time lost many opportunities. Those who died in the fairy world did not necessarily have an afterlife.
If you are a person born in the fairy world, then you don't even have to think about it, you are born in the fairy world and return to the earth.
Yu Xianjun - No, Lingxian Tianzun is a born immortal.
"If Xianjun wants to take the house, it's still too late to go to the world now." Shi Feng said lightly.
"No need, I'm like a remnant fire barely grown in the embers. I've had enough of my last days."
Yu Xianjun's blurry figure, separated into thin strands of white silk, kept running away.
He couldn't leave the Wangchuan River too far, and the place he stood on was also the earth vein. He was like a person who was deeply immersed in quicksand, and the sand would soon swallow him completely.
Now this accident is that the quicksand rushed into another waterway, looking at other people's territory unscrupulously, and when it is enough, the quicksand will return to the fairyland again.
In fact, it was Xianjun Yu's guidance that Shi Feng could successfully walk to Wangxiang City.
When he realized that Chen He was comprehending the earth pulse, the soul suddenly cut off contact with him, and Shi Feng chased after him without even thinking about it.
In the ghost area of Huangquan, ghosts wander, and it is difficult for immortals to discern the path here.
"The underworld in the small world of Fuchu is the only place that immortals can enter, and is the closest to the Six Paths of Samsara. I didn't know the reason before, but now I realize that it was transformed from the last immortal world."
Yu Xianjun's voice was slow and slow, and his steps were leisurely, as if outing in the green.
"In those days, I was able to create the Spiritual Art of Seizing the Sky, and create the Yin-Yang Jutsu. I have been comprehending the Six Paths of Reincarnation for a long time."
"People who haven't died, can't you see the Naihe Bridge?" Shi Feng stopped, he saw many ghosts in white shadows, wandering on the river with difficulty, their figures were swaying, and some even fell into the river.
"It is said that the deeper the burden of cause and effect, the narrower the bridge deck, and the more difficult it is to pass."
Yu Xianjun sighed, and then laughed at himself: "My guilt, don't say Naihe Bridge, I'm afraid that the Wangchuan River dries up, and I can't get through it. In the past, I created the law because I was worried about the natural immortals, and I didn't have the chance to enter the reincarnation. It's good now, I went around, and the way to death was seen by me."
Shi Feng didn't see Chen He next to Sansheng Stone.
He didn't know where the younger brother went.
The ghosts and ghosts hid in fear and did not dare to approach.
"Wangxiangcheng is in front, oh, it has changed a lot." Yu Xianjun was a little surprised.
Ten thousand years ago, the human world in the early world was still an ancient wasteland, full of tribes and ethnic groups.
Even the most prominent royal city is made of bricks dried and baked from the soil. There are no carved beams or painted buildings and cornices and verandas. It is just a loess city blessed with monks' talismans, with a stone gate. The slightly decent buildings are all major sects in the world of self-cultivation, and there are the ruins of the Asgard Palace where even the monks can't tell the origin.
What was the scale of Wangxiang Town at that time
"It seems that someone is eyeing us—" Yu Xianjun said suddenly.
Dozens of ink-like objects flew out in front of Shi Feng's eyes, and he buckled it upside down without thinking, and there were ghosts and wolves, and the strange sound of knives scraping on the copper ware, together with boundless yin qi rushing towards him. .
"Hey, you immortals, you are making waves! You dare to walk into the gate of hell and cross Huangquan Road. Today, I will give you some color! Come on!"
Shi Feng didn't even raise his eyes, and brushed away the strong Yin Qi at will.
The people outside were taken aback.
"What's the matter, doesn't it mean that the immortals have a headache when they hear these ghosts crying? There is also yin... Hey! The black water you collected from the melting of the ghosts of Wangchuan, shouldn't it be shoddy?"
"Crack! Boy, do you say it again?"
"Kacha! You dare to question my ninety-nine brother?"
The sneak attackers seemed to be in an infighting. Shi Feng stepped out of the area shrouded in black smoke, and saw that the roof, the roadside, front and back, left and right were surrounded by cyan giant crabs. All of them were shiny and shiny. Sapphire.
Pinch the serrated pliers, eyeing.
The two looked at each other, and the crabs were not doing well. The high-spirited monk standing on the eaves rolled straight down.
Fortunately, the ghost is not afraid of breaking his legs, nor will he smash his forehead—the monk who got up from the blue crab shell in a daze, his face was even more frightening than those ghosts of white shadows, and said tremblingly: "Venerable! I, I I don't know if it's Venerable! Otherwise, I won't come if you kill me."
Shi Feng thought for a while following his memory, and slowly said, "Tong Xiaozhen?"
This time, the cultivator was completely kneeling on the ground and couldn't get up. He wanted to say a few words to confuse him. After all, the senior brother of Venerable Li Yan, for Tong Xiaozhen, was also confronted by a mirage back then.
Although Tong Xiaozhen was in the comprehension world later, Shi Feng had already soared.
Why would a big man like Shi Feng remember him as a seller of spirit stones!
Tong Xiaozhen had a sad face, of course he didn't know, Shi Feng had heard Chen He mention Tong Xiaozhen, Venerable Li Yan had only four people in his previous life, and it would be strange if Shi Feng remembered it wrong.
"You are here..." Shi Feng thought of the white centipede and Luo Jingshu in the immortal world, and met Tong Xiaozhen in the underworld, and naturally asked, "Where's Zhan Yuanqiu?"
At this time, a person walked out of Wangxiang City, and his soul was condensed to perfection. Although he was a ghost, he was dressed in a clear breeze and bright moon. It's like taking the clear stream of Xiangshui in Dongting and the bright moon under the bridge of Yangzhou on the left side of the Yangtze River into the dead zone of Huangquan.
Tong Xiaozhen took the opportunity to slip away, and ignored the crabs very unethically.
Zhan Yuanqiu put away the folding fan in his hand, and bowed his hands in a respectful and chic salute: "Senior Shi Feng, I haven't seen you for many years."
"You haven't survived the robbery?"
"Junior doesn't want to become an immortal." Zhan Yuanqiu hesitated and smiled, "Actually, I planned to become an immortal in my next life, but troubles followed and trapped me here."
Shi Feng thought of Huanjian.
Zhan Yuanqiu didn't hide it. Seeing Shi Feng pondered, he immediately said, "Over the years... when I was still alive, there were immortals who came to the gate of hell and wanted to see me."
Of course, people who are not dead can't see it, but the ghost soldiers and the official robe ghosts have gained the benefits of immortals. Wangxiang city seems to have more distinctions between high and low, and those who are favored by the immortals gradually have their eyes higher than the top.
If it weren't for Wangxiangcheng, the ghosts came and went, and the changes were too great, I'm afraid they would be divided.
"The only thing in the world that cannot be blocked by life and death is trouble." Zhan Yuanqiu smiled wryly.
When he said this, Zhan Yuanqiu couldn't help but glance at the group of crabs.
Most of the monsters are reincarnated immediately, but these guys with claws and claws crawled into their own tombs, plausibly saying that the cultivation base is Nascent Soul, and their lifespan is coming to an end, and they came to be buried with them.
—Who wants this kind of funerary item! !
The group of dragon saliva crabs is huge, and it is less than 500 people to practice with spiritual intelligence.
After Zhan Yuanqiu's death, those ambrosia crabs who died naturally were also stopped by the "burial brothers", and they expanded the team carelessly and were responsible for listening to Zhan Yuanqiu's orders.
There was a human emperor who was unhappy before his death. He was buried with thousands of terracotta warriors. When he entered the town, he stepped on the sky of paper money and carried a pile of clay figurines that were only the size of a finger when they arrived in Huangquan. One pass.
The ghost who did not get rid of the arrogance of the emperor was furious with rage, took the sacrifices that were constantly burned in the world, and searched for monks all over the city to deal with these domineering guys. Finally, I heard that the crab is the "leader of the devil" and "the first in the realm of self-cultivation". The funeral objects of "people" had no choice but to give up.
Zhan Yuanqiu guessed Shi Feng's strength in his heart: "What happened in the fairy world, I ask myself that there is nothing worth thinking about in the fairy world..."
"Are you Yuan Qingmi's apprentice?" Yu Xianjun suddenly said.
"Who is this immortal?"
Zhan Yuanqiu didn't overlook Xianjun Yu, but it was inappropriate to greet him rashly, and now he saluted and asked.
Yu Xianjun answered the question and said, "Some people may know your identity and want to be kind to you, but they still owe Yuan Qingmi the cause and effect."
Zhan Yuanqiu was confused and asked instinctively, "Yuan Qingmi?"
"Venerable Huanjian."
"… "
Zhan Yuanqiu wanted to say that his master was not called Xiang Wanchun, but there were many mysteries about the Huanjian Venerable Heiyuan Valley Master, and he knew it back then, so he asked with a headache: "So I need to be unlucky, let others help me, and then they Just pay off the debt owed to my master? Then what is the cause and effect, and if you don’t pay it back, it will be very serious?”
It is very serious, which means that the immortals can't do anything to Yuancheng Tianzun who is holding the fairy weapon.
Shi Feng thought about it for a moment. Although the matter was complicated, if Xing Haitian and Zhan Yuanqiu didn't know about it, they would obviously suffer a big loss, so he said bluntly, "Venerable Huanjian is actually a fairy weapon."
***
There is no end to the sound of water.
The ghosts wept and struggled on the invisible bridge, wanting to walk to the other side, but Chen He glanced at them casually.
Li Yan once wanted to come to Huangquan, and wanted to go to Wangchuan to find the person who had not crossed the Naihe Bridge.
Chen He didn't stop at Wangxiangcheng because he didn't want to think about one thing: even if the Heavenly Dao didn't go back in time, when he was transcended and became immortal, the person Li Yan was looking for would no longer be here.
Once you enter reincarnation, where do you go to find
After Wangchuan, he will no longer be that Shi Feng.
That would be such a bad game of chess, I'm afraid Li Yan will force Tiandao to go back in time. Chen He reached out and stroked his forehead, he felt his soul throbbing, as if his senior brother was by his side.
- Could it be that Huang Quan's Yin Qi is at fault
The ley lines were guiding him, pulling him back.
"Brother?"
Chen He turned back, the fog was obstructed, and he couldn't see anything clearly.