I am a fairy

Chapter 249: Millennium Civilization Immortal

There was unrest in the capital. Wen Changxing abdicated the throne of Prince of Lucheng, and Wen Ji ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, announcing it to the world.

Although the princes and nobles looked at the capital unwillingly, they were a step slow and ultimately had to obey the imperial edict and return to their fiefdoms.

And at this moment.

People in Buddhism and Taoism care about something else and are working hard for it.

Taoist He had a dream, in which he saw his senior brother Taoist Yin Yang. Of course, he knew that this was not just a dream, but that his senior brother who had become a ghost was contacting him.

"I have consulted ghosts and gods everywhere, and it is true that many things have happened in the underworld recently. Yun Zhongjun has come to the underworld many times."

"Yesterday, I saw the Three Lives Stone on the high platform behind Youdu City. Now it seems that the reincarnation will begin is correct."

“It’s just that when it will open is still unknown.”

The voice of the Yin-Yang Taoist priest drifted farther and farther away, and the He Taoist priest gradually woke up from his dream.

Taoist He found the monk Picking Flowers. Both of them didn't know when the cycle of reincarnation would begin, but they decided to ask Lord Linghua about it to see if they could push the cycle of reincarnation to start one day earlier.

In the Yunzhong Palace Temple, the two of them paid homage to Lord Linghua.

"If the matter of reincarnation requires the help of my Buddhist sect (Taoism), or if Lord Linghua needs us to do something, please feel free to give us instructions."

Linghua Jun did not ask the two why they were so anxious to start reincarnation, because perhaps the two did not understand why, or there were too many reasons to look forward to reincarnation, and they didn't know how to say it.

I don’t want to die, I want to leave something behind, I hope to accomplish something in the next life, or I hope to see the world thousands of years later.

Because, she is the same.

The opening of reincarnation has given mortals too many possibilities. It seems that no matter what you want, you can find it in it.

She looked at the strong expectation in the eyes of the monk and the Taoist priest, stood there motionless, and asked.

"The Nine Provinces have not been settled, and the Earth God has not returned to his position. How can we start the reincarnation cycle now?"

But when it comes to this, Linghua Jun changes the subject.

"However, although the cycle of reincarnation has not yet been fully opened, Yun Zhongjun once told me that he would choose some people from between heaven and earth to be the first group of people whose souls will return to their places of rest."

"And since there is a soul, there must naturally be the first person to reincarnate."

As Linghua Jun spoke, he walked out from the depths of the hall and gradually walked out from the shadows into the sun.

She looked at the monk and the Taoist priest under the bright sun and asked them a question.

"You two are so eager to ask about reincarnation. If that day really comes, who among you would be willing to be the first person to enter reincarnation?"

This means conducting a pilot project before the reincarnation cycle is fully launched.

For a moment, He Daoren hesitated and did not answer.

When Linghua Jun saw this scene, he nodded and understood something.

"It seems that the reincarnation matter is not so urgent. We can wait a little longer."

"In that case, there's no need for you two to kneel here. Just wait for God's will!"

But at this time, the flower-picking monk Konghui spoke. He raised his head and said to Linghua Jun.

"I wish to be the first person to enter the cycle of reincarnation."

Taoist He looked at the monk picking flowers in surprise, and Linghua Jun was also looking at him. After a long while, he asked.

"Kong Hui, why are you so anxious?"

"You are in your prime, so you don't seem to have to worry about not having enough life. Are you worried about an unexpected disaster, and dying before the reincarnation cycle begins?"

The monk raised his head and looked at Linghua Jun and said.

"The sooner the cycle of reincarnation begins, the sooner sentient beings in this world will be able to enter the cycle of reincarnation."

"If you open it a little later, you don't know how many people will return to the dust."

“Although I am not talented, I hope to do something within my ability.”

Linghua Jun looked at the monk and it didn't seem like he was pretending.

"Kong Hui, you can't take back what you said now, do you understand?"

Monk Kong Hui nodded: "Kong Hui understands."

Linghua Jun finally said: "The matter of reincarnation concerns the three realms of heaven and earth, and all living beings in the world. If there is any change, I will inform you two."

Although he said this, the words that the flower-picking monk Konghui had just said were remembered by Linghua Jun.

If the separation is one day earlier, all living beings can enter the cycle of reincarnation one day earlier. If the separation is one day later, who knows how many people will return to dust. This may seem like only a difference in a split second, but for many people it is a difference of thousands of years or even longer.

In just a moment, some people will be able to reach a more distant future, while some people are destined to disappear into the eternal past.

Dainichi Shrine.

Yunzhongjun looked at Linghuajun and spoke.

"You understand."

"Reincarnation does not mean eternal life, and its purpose is not entirely to achieve eternal life."

"The immortality and reincarnation of the soul is just a process. It is the process of a person's transformation into an immortal. It allows an ordinary person to gradually adapt to the perspective of immortality in this long process, and eventually it will allow a person to continue to exist in the form of an immortal."

The significance of the reincarnation plan does not lie in those superficial things, but now it seems that everyone is only concerned about those superficial things.

From another perspective, this plan does not focus on individuals as individuals, nor does it focus on one person or one lifetime.

With a kind of condescending indifference, even bordering on cruelty.

Its purpose is to gradually erase and replace the short-lived group of "humans" and turn all "humans" into immortal "immortals".

During this process, people's perspective on time and world view change.

People’s moral values, their social relations and class system, and their life forms.

Perhaps everything will be reshaped, or even completely destroyed.

Although this process may be long.

The history of human civilization is so long that it exceeds Jiang Chao’s concept.

After thousands of years, what remains is a civilization and ethnic group that transcends time and is derived from the ethnic group and concept of "human beings".

It is named after immortals, and it seems like a myth.

Yun Zhongjun looked outside. It was raining outside the temple at this moment. He could see the divine bird Shang Yang dancing in the rain, and the wind was blowing in from outside.

"Immortality means immortality, but that is not all there is to immortality."

Yun Zhongjun has always been a little hesitant about starting this reincarnation plan. If the monsters, dragons, and bird monsters had not changed so quickly, he might not have made the decision so quickly.

But then I thought, it might take tens of thousands of years for this plan to be finally accomplished.

Even in their era, when people have reached an era tens of thousands of years ago or even longer, will humans really still exist? If they still exist, can their life forms really be called human?

Yun Zhongjun stretched out his hand, and Shang Yang fell from the sky onto the cliff corridor, leaning down and sticking to Yun Zhongjun's hand.

Facing the immortal in front of it, this extremely terrifying demon bird appeared well-behaved and docile.

"Thousands of years of human civilization, immortal immortals!"

Ling Huajun still looked confused. She didn't understand Yun Zhongjun's hesitation.

"God Lord!"

"Lingzi is stupid and doesn't understand the meaning of the Lord's words."

"Lingzi just wants to know, when that day comes, will we still think of ourselves as ourselves?"

Yun Zhongjun nodded: "Even after so many years, you can still remember my true self."

Linghua Jun: "That's enough."

Yunzhongjun looked at Linghuajun and finally taught her the same spell.

Yun Zhongjun placed his hand on Linghuajun's head, and a piece of information was injected into Linghuajun's head.

"This technique is called summoning spirits!"

Yun Zhongjun gave Ling Huajun the method of "calling back the three souls and seven spirits of mortals". Through the method of gods' dreams, he implanted fragments directly into Ling Huajun's consciousness.

Linghua Jun's eyes were blank, but at this moment, he truly felt the feeling of an immortal stroking his hair and granting him eternal life.

In Ling Huajun's consciousness, she saw a huge shadow suddenly pass by in front of her.

The gigantic soul-calling giant dressed as an ancient emperor on the underworld soul-calling bridge suddenly moved, waving the simple long banner in its hand. The banner had colorful patterns on it, depicting the scene of guiding the souls of the deceased and calling their souls to rest in peace.

The painting contains the souls of the deceased wearing ancient clothes, as well as ghosts and ferocious beasts from the underworld.

moment.

She couldn't help but recite the song of "Soul Summoning" that had been passed down in Chu since ancient times.

"Soul, come back! The East cannot be trusted."

"A man may be a thousand feet tall, but his soul is the only thing he can ask for."
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June is midsummer.

It was raining outside the Yunzhong Palace Temple. It was daytime but it seemed dark outside. The combination of wind and rain gave people a sad and gloomy feeling.

At this moment, witches, Taoists, and monks gathered in the Yunzhong Palace Temple to hold a grand ceremony.

However, there is only one protagonist, the monk named Kong Hui.

The crowd in the hall stood in their respective positions, and everything seemed orderly. The ceremony had not yet begun, and many of them did not know what was going on, and asked why the ceremony was being held today.
"spiritualism?"

"What kind of spirits are you calling?"

"Who died and is being sent into reincarnation?"

"It is to call back the soul of a person and return it to its place. Then the person will have a soul and can enter reincarnation from then on."

"Then how did we enter the underworld when we died before?"

"It should be that the three souls and seven spirits are incomplete, so they just entered the underworld and could not enter the reincarnation cycle and have no way to reincarnate. Otherwise, why haven't we heard of anyone reincarnating now?"

"What? You mean that once this soul is complete, it can be reincarnated?"

After everyone in the Yunzhong Palace Temple learned the news, they looked at the flower-picking monk with great envy and jealousy.

Such a good thing did not come to them, but to the monk first.

However, I also feel very scared. The ancients attached great importance to the matters of life and death, and they attached even more importance to whether they could be buried in peace after death, whether they could enter the underworld, and whether they could be reincarnated.

When she thought that she could not reincarnate, she was naturally terrified, and she looked at the monk with more envy and hatred. Linghua Jun certainly heard the gossip, but she ignored it.

When the time came, he immediately began the experiment on the reincarnation of the soul. Wearing a divine robe with cloud patterns, he raised his hand, and the shamans below moved as a whole.

He bowed down to her and sang loudly.

"The emperor told Wuyang, 'There is someone below me, and I want to help him.'"

"The soul and spirit are separated, you can tell them by divination."

"..."

The witch, wearing a ghost mask, was dancing the Nuo dance that has been passed down since ancient times, and singing a tune that people today cannot clearly hear. If you don’t know “The Summoning of the Souls”, you have no idea what they are singing.

"Soul, come back! Why are you so busy leaving your eternal love?
"Leave your happy place and stay away from that ominous place!"

But when the song came to the part about summoning the giant spirit, some changes occurred out of nowhere.

"Soul, come back! The East cannot be trusted."

"A man may be a thousand feet tall, but his soul is the only thing he can ask for."

Afterwards, the flower-picking monk who was kneeling in the crowd really saw the tall man thousands of feet tall.

The monk raised his head and saw a long banner as big as a cloud waving in the giant's hand, and then he saw something falling from the sky.

Finally, it fell on him.

Everyone in the hall also saw a black shadow dancing in the dark, as if something like a snake penetrated the darkness and wrapped around the monk.

The atmosphere in the hall changed instantly. Some people panicked, while others moved closer, hoping that the ghosts in the dark would see them and return their souls to their place.

All of a sudden.

There was a violent storm outside, and inside the temple it was as if a group of demons were dancing wildly. Ghosts and gods were watching this world of the living.

When everything was over, the monk stood up. He himself didn't feel much, but Linghua Jun looked at him and felt something.

Linghua Jun: "Your soul has returned."

The monk closed his eyes and felt: "It seems that I don't have any wisdom. I don't even have any feeling."

Linghua Jun said: "That's because you are still a person in the Yang world."

The monk seemed to be thinking about something.

After returning, the monk took with him the ghost mask he had obtained in Chu.

In the beginning, he rose to fame because of this ghost mask, and gradually reached where he is today. And now, the entire Buddhist sect is gradually relying on the accumulation in the past to take over the task of guiding the souls of the underworld bit by bit.

Although on the surface it does not seem to be as prosperous as the Taoist temple, it is far superior to the Taoist temple in some aspects.

Wearing the ghost mask, the monk followed the sound of wind and rain outside.

Late at night.

His consciousness gradually partially left his body.

But at this moment, he immediately felt something unusual.

Through the face of the evil ghost, or the face of the ghost official.

He also felt something else in this Huajing City.

This was something he had never felt before.

The monk's soul did not completely leave his body, and then he looked at the two places he sensed.

"Over there, it seems to be the Imperial Master's Mansion."

Then the monk looked at another place.

"What's over there? What's over there?"

The monk didn't think much about it at first, but as he was wondering where that place was, the evil spirit on his face went straight to that place according to his wishes.

The way "ghosts" walk is different from that of ordinary people, and they do not really follow real roads.

The monk couldn't see how he was moving forward. He just felt himself flash and then he came in front of a figure.

It was dark all around, and there was a vague shadow in the distance.

The shadow stood in the darkness. No one could see him except the monk, who could see him and hear him mumbling to himself.

"I don't want to go to hell."

"I do not want……"

"Don't go to hell."

The man kept muttering in the darkness. The scene was really scary, but the monk had seen big scenes before, so he walked towards the man.

He asked as he walked.

"Who are you?"

However, when the man turned around and the monk saw his face clearly, he was also shocked.

"His Majesty?"
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After Wen Changxing abdicated the throne to Wen Ji, he was placed under house arrest except for a few important occasions where he was required to appear, and lived in a respectful palace.

This was his new title, the Submissive King.

Although he could not leave the palace, no one tried to harm him. Or it was as if he was completely forgotten by the world overnight. He wandered like a lonely ghost in this place which was called a palace but was actually a prison.

During the day, Wen Changxing walked alone in the yard, digging in the grass with a stick, looking for crickets.

Suddenly a rain came and soaked him like a drowned rat.

Wen Changxing was furious and wanted to curse God, but in the end he raised his hands but didn't dare to say anything, so he could only put them down in disappointment.

"How did I end up like this?"

"Just because you spent some copper coins?"

"Because you coveted a few pieces of cloth?"

"Oh my God, how unfair it is."

At this moment, Wen Changxing, who was imprisoned here, felt extremely desperate. He could not accept the fate of being reduced from an emperor to a prisoner, and even thought about death.

However, he did not dare to die.

But when he thought of death, Wen Changxing became more and more anxious.

He was afraid of death before, but now he is even more afraid.

I was afraid of death before because I wanted to live.
But now he is afraid of death because he does not want to go to the hell. He is afraid that the evil spirits in hell will look for him. He is afraid of seeing his vicious father and his brother who died tragically in the river.

During the day he wandered around the yard like a wandering ghost, and at night he dared not sleep. Without the care and protection of the monks, Taoists, and guards, he could only huddle in fear in the corner of the house, not daring to sleep all night.

But even so, there are still times when you need to take a nap.

Just as he was dozing off, a figure suddenly approached him slowly from another dimension and made a sound.

"His Majesty?"

When Wen Changxing heard someone calling him, he immediately looked over and was shocked to find a ghost face appearing in the darkness.

"what!"

"Ghost, ghost..."

"Don't hurt me. I won't dare to do it again. Father, Third Brother, I...I won't dare to do it again."

Wen Changxing thought that it was the evil ghost from the underworld who came to claim his life, and he was so frightened that his soul became blurred.

But when he looked again, he found that the ghost was a big monk wearing a monk's robe and a ghost mask. Wen Changxing thought about it and couldn't remember anyone dressed like this among the people he had killed.

After listening to the voice carefully again, Wen Changxing discovered the other party's identity.

"Mage?"

"The Divine Monk Kong Hui?"

Wen Changxing breathed a sigh of relief and asked happily.

The monk looked at Wen Changxing and finally understood why he could sense the existence of two other beings in Huajing City after he put on the ghost mask.

What he sensed was the soul. At this moment, besides him, the only one who had a soul in the capital city was Lord Linghua, whose soul should have returned to its place as well.

When he wore this ghost mask, he was like a ghost that could catch souls. He could sense the souls of people and quickly approach them.

It's just that he doesn't understand.

Why did Wen Changxing's soul also return? ——
In the underworld.

In front of the Dasimi server.

Yun Zhongjun checked the relevant data today. If he wants to start reincarnation, he naturally has to collect a huge amount of information about the living. However, relying solely on the system of the earth god and the mountain god to collect this information is not perfect.

When Yun Zhongjun checked the information, he found that there were many omissions.

But as he watched, Yun Zhongjun discovered something was not right: there was an extra name on the list of people whose souls had returned.

He took a look at the name and became as confused as the monk.

"How come he also has a soul chip implanted in him?"

Yun Zhongjun felt that if it wasn't a system error, then there could only be one.

The Moon Goddess' voice fell from the Nine Heavens Moon Palace: "Otherwise, what if he suddenly escapes from hell? The debt has not been repaid yet!"

Yun Zhongjun: "Aren't you too narrow-minded?"

Wen Changxing's salary is too high, but other people's salaries are high because of planning requirements and because of their outstanding merits.

The reason why Wen Changxing received this treatment was because he had accumulated too many merits.

And when the Moon Goddess is mentioned as being narrow-minded, it seems as if some key words have been triggered.

The Moon Goddess did not say anything. She glanced from the sky at the immortal who said she was narrow-minded, and then looked to the other side.

It's not possible to steal a railroad track.

But at the same time as stealing the railroad track, Yun Zhongjun also teased her several times, which was very serious.

(End of this chapter)