I am a fairy

Chapter 251: Da Siming and Shao Siming ( words, please give me a monthly ticket)
Dim lights illuminate a huge underground space that looks like a maze.

The temperature here is very cold. Above your head is a painted concrete imitation wooden beam structure. The criss-crossing "wooden beams" look like a maze.

Thick red-painted pillars support this space, while the walls are structures that look like pharmacy drawers.

But if you listen carefully, you can hear a buzzing sound coming from inside the "drawer".

When you touch the drawer, you can see the fluorescent light light up and display text or pictures.

"Backup of records of Xihe County, Lucheng County, Yinzhou, in April of the first year of Huangquan."

"Backup of records of Yangcheng County, Yunyang County, Jinzhou in May of the first year of Huangquan."

"In the first month of the second year of Huangquan, Xiangzhou..."

If you look closely, you can even see densely packed photos of people arranged together to form a matrix. These are the registered population information from all over Kyushu collected by the Huangquan Base.

At this moment.

Deep in the maze-like winding "pharmacy drawers", there is a room with a closed alloy door.

Jiang Chao was sitting in front of a computer that looked very retro.

A big-headed cathode ray tube monitor and a white retro keyboard.

But Jiang Chao's operating mode was extremely dreamy. Thick and dense cables hung down from great heights, entwined together and rooted behind him like a big tree, turning into a cable chair.

Jiang Chao leaned on the "seat" with his hair raised up and connected to the cable.

His eyes were fixed on the screen of the cathode ray tube monitor, but he was actually in a semi-trance state.

Jiang Chao didn't say anything, but information flowed in the virtual world.

"Turn up the light a little. This dim light is so dim that it's almost blinding my eyes."

Wangshu: "This light bulb is only like this."

Jiang Chao: "Why not make it brighter?"

Wangshu: "This is Huangquan."

The implication is that if it is too bright, it won’t look like the underworld.

Jiang Chao: "Isn't this the computer room? And who said Huangquan must be yellow."

Wangshu: "This is Huangquan's computer room."

Jiang Chao has not been in the Sun Temple recently but in the Yellow Springs Base. In order to activate the Great Sima and the Lesser Sima hosts and start the cycle of reincarnation, he flew here on the Shangyang Bird.

And next to him at this moment is the true appearance of Huangquan Base, the seventh-level Great Sima Ming Server Management Center.

No matter how beautiful the virtual world is, Haoli is like a paradise on earth.

However, the Huangquan Base in reality looks like this.

“Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!”

“Drip, drip, drip!”

Several mechanical arms connected to vines extended down from high above, passing through the cathode ray tube display in front of Jiang Chao and going deep into the darkness.

There, something that looked like an altar appeared.

That is the real host of this layer.

There is a pedestal on top of the altar, but it is empty at the moment.

When the last few modules were connected to the mainframe, Jiang Chao looked at the mainframe from both the real and virtual levels with a wire behind his head, and finally began the authorization.

"The Da Siming Server Management Center system is turned on."

The light on the altar lit up layer by layer, and then passed along the line to the cathode ray tube display in front of Jiang Chao.

Subsequently.

A blurry virtual image of the Great Sima appeared on the screen.

He looked like an old man, with a long beard and majestic appearance, holding the power of life and death.

However, it is completely different in the virtual world. The god Da Siming in mythology seems to have really traveled through time.

"Boom!"

Jiang Chao looked up and saw that the gate to the heaven in the virtual world was wide open.

Rolling black clouds poured out from the gate, and a violent storm followed. The world seemed to be immersed in the gloomy atmosphere of death.

An old man came out of it in a carriage, his figure appearing and disappearing from time to time, changing unpredictably.

The voice of the Great God of Destiny was heard from the dark clouds.

"In the vast Nine Provinces, how can I live long or die?"

This means that the power of life and death of all living beings in the Nine Provinces is in the hands of the Great God of Destiny.

Finally, the God of Destiny walked down from the Ninth Heaven to the underworld and entered the main engine.

Jiang Chao blinked his eyes, and everything in the virtual world disappeared, leaving only a blurry image on the cathode ray tube host.

Jiang Chao tried to type in a line of words: "Search keyword, Monk Konghui."

Then he saw that the blurry Great God of Destiny also responded with words, which came out page after page densely packed, but Jiang Chao noticed the status.

"The soul has entered the reincarnation cycle and is undergoing preparations for reincarnation."

Jiang Chao immediately asked, "Why are you in such a hurry? The construction of Shao Siming's server management center has just been completed, and he jumped in?"

The Moon Goddess heard the call and appeared behind Jiang Chao: "Others are working very hard."

Jiang Chao unplugged the wires behind his head, walked out along the maze-like corridor outside, and then entered an elevator.

"The elevator is going down."

After turning the handle, the wooden hollow elevator began to descend.

Jiang Chao looked at the elevator and said, "How come it hasn't been upgraded in such a long time?"

Wangshu's portrait suddenly appeared in the mural outside, and the painted eyes moved and glanced at Jiang Chao: "Don't you think this original version is very touching?"

Jiang Chao said: "Didn't the original version involve climbing down the iron railings one by one with bare hands?"

Wangshu: "That's not an elevator."

Jiang Chao thought of the computer he had just used: "Like that retro CRT monitor with a big head that you made?"

Wangshu was very happy that Jiang Chao finally mentioned her design: "It feels great, right?"

It looked like it only led to the next floor, but the elevator actually went much deeper and it took a while to arrive.

Before the elevator door opened, various noises were heard from the eighth floor of the Huangquan Base.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Boom boom boom. Sizzle sizzle."

It sounded like an electric drill was making a sound, or something was chiseling the wall. When the door opened, it was discovered that all kinds of large monsters were developing and decorating the entire eighth floor.

The densely packed vines crisscross each other, and are equipped with various precision instruments.

Jiang Chao walked through it and entered the deepest gate.

Here, he saw a special big red machine.

Just like the main engine of the Great Sima Ming is an altar, the Lesser Sima Ming is also an altar.

However, the host computer of Da Siming was connected to a CRT monitor, and the machine that Shao Siming was connected to looked familiar to Jiang Chao.

“Isn’t this a slot machine?”

"No, this is Shao Siming."

Wangshu asked Jiang Chao: "Do you want to start reincarnation?"

Jiang Chao looked at Kong Hui for a while and said, "Hasn't it been decided long ago?"

After saying that, Jiang Chao turned on the machine without hesitation.

Then Jiang Chao saw Kong Hui's appearance appear in the machine. Countless pictures appeared in front of him, which were countless options and destinations for reincarnation.

Kong Hui stretched out her hand and began to choose, and then she saw the countless options spinning faster and faster.

On the eighth floor of the Huangquan Base, Jiang Chao watched the bright frame on the host computer start to rotate, accompanied by the sound of the passionate turntable spinning.

"..."

Jiang Chao was completely certain that this thing was a slot machine.

Jiang Chao: "You still say no."

Wangshu: "Isn't that what you asked for? When reincarnating, everyone is random."

Good deeds will be rewarded and evil deeds will be punished in the previous life, because the good ones will be sent to hell or be sealed as ghosts and gods, and the evil ones will be sent to hell and punished.

When entering the stage of reincarnation, everything in the previous life can be said to have come to a temporary end.

Whatever is your turn, that's it, there is no choice.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

The speed of the turntable was getting faster and faster. Jiang Chao asked while watching it.

"This monk's merits haven't been used up yet, right?"

Wangshu nodded and responded.

"It's his business if he doesn't use it, but the merits from his previous life are still reserved for him. If he can't use them all in the previous life, he can continue to use them in the next life."

As soon as he finished speaking, the turntable finally slowed down.

finally.

Frozen on a certain family.

Then a lot of information popped up on the window.

"The reincarnation system begins loading."

"The Yellow Spring Boat is already in place."

"Begin to transfer souls... begin..."

The monk chose to enter the cycle of reincarnation and became the first person to be reborn.

Jiang Chao looked at the person in the picture. He didn't seem to be from a powerful family, but he didn't look very poor either.

This ending is neither good nor bad.

But Kong Hui probably doesn't care. He is not seeking this life, but something more and more distant.

Jiang Chao asked, "Where was he reincarnated?"

Wangshu took a look and said, "Zhangjia Village."

Zhangjia Village, Jiang Chao knew this name, as that was where he first appeared.

So he took another look, and the more Jiang Chao looked, the more he felt that the man looked familiar, as if he had seen that face somewhere before.

Jiang Chao then said, "Isn't this the hunter from Zhangjia Village?"

The Moon God appeared holding the Moon Rabbit: "Yes, you bought this rabbit from him and gave it to me."

Jiang Chao: "How could it be such a coincidence?"

What this means is that there may be some shady manipulation in the program of this "slot machine".

Luna: "In addition to randomness, there are special terms."

Jiang Chao: "What special terms?"

Moon Goddess: "The one to whom you owed more merit in your previous life, or the one who owed you more merit, the chance of being reborn into his family will be higher."

Jiang Chao glanced at the Moon Goddess: "Debt collector?"
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The cycle of reincarnation has begun.

But Jiang Chao has not returned from the Yellow Springs Base yet. He is wandering over the sea of ​​red spider lilies, the endless red shimmering.

All living beings are immersed in the land of Haoli created under the red spider lily, hoping that this will allow them to escape the sufferings of birth, old age, sickness and death.

Don't want to wake up, don't want to reincarnate.

Even he, too, relies on the nervous system of the red spider lily to prolong his life and health, in order to stay in this world longer.

Unwilling to sleep, unwilling to die.

Thinking about it this way, he and the people in Haoli are particularly similar.

The ghosts in the wormwood are obsessed with the wormwood, and are reluctant to give up the long-term wealth in the future.

Yun Zhongjun misses this world and is reluctant to let go of the haziness of the distant past.

"Higanbana."

"the other side."

At this moment, Jiang Chao suddenly felt that the name chosen by Wangshu was actually quite descriptive.

Aren't those who have obtained this flower just like standing by the river and looking at the other side, hesitating between life and death, and wandering between the past and the future?

just.

In the end, can they really step on the flowers of the other shore to cross the river and reach the other side?
After standing in front of the sea of ​​red spider lilies and waiting for a while, Jiang Chao looked at the time and then asked.

"Are you coming?"

The voice of the Moon Goddess came.

"coming."

Then I saw the elevator open.

The two figures were packed and placed on a pedestal and brought to Jiang Chao by a cart.

They were two automatic anthropomorphic mechanical devices, the Great Sima and the Lesser Sima.

Compared with Gui Bo, the automatic anthropomorphic mechanical devices of Da Siming and Shao Siming are more finely made, or more like humans.

From the outside, it looks almost exactly like a human.

The Great Sima Ming was the same old man that Jiang Chao had seen before, except that he was holding a wooden staff in his hand. However, a closer look revealed that it was not just a decoration.

Shao Siming appears as a woman with long, thick black hair, her eyes and brows revealing a tenderness as gentle as water. The style of her robe appears to be plain in color, but upon closer inspection it gives people a feeling of being a heavenly garment.

Shao Siming had a long sword as light as autumn water slung around his waist, but Jiang Chao also felt that it was more than just a sword.

The things made by Wangshu are often not what you can tell from their appearance.

Jiang Chao turned on the two devices in the same way as he usually turned on automatic anthropomorphic mechanical devices, and immediately saw the eyes of the two "gods" light up. To be precise, it cannot be said to be bright, but there was a sense of vividness in an instant.

"Power on!"

The Great Sima Ming and the Lesser Sima Ming did not go through any familiarization process, nor did they even observe their surroundings. Instead, they saluted towards Jiang Chao in different postures.

"Meet Yun Zhongjun."

"Greetings to Lord Yunzhong."

One is majestic and indifferent, the other is smiling like a flower. Both their expressions and movements are vivid, expressing the human emotions accurately.

Jiang Chao nodded and said nothing.

Afterwards, another automatic car drove in, and after the lid opened automatically, masks were seen inside the box.

This mask is a device for managing authority in the virtual world, and the authority is the God Phase Grid.

However, these two images of the gods are naturally somewhat different from the image of Yun Zhongjun that Jiang Chao is wearing.

In this way, even if these two automatic anthropomorphic mechanical devices are disconnected from the host, the automatic program still has some permissions and can perform unfinished tasks.

Jiang Chao picked up the divine image and handed it to the Great Sima Ming and the Lesser Sima Ming.

Then they saw that the Great Sima Ming was wearing it directly on his face, which made him look even more majestic and people dared not look directly at him.

Shao Siming's deity appearance is more like a veil or an eye mask, which is translucent. It looks even more mysterious when worn on the face, and the occasional luster flowing on the mask brings a feeling beyond mythology.

"Return to your place!"

After doing all this, Jiang Chao gave the order.

Then we saw Da Siming and Shao Siming taking the elevator down to the seventh and eighth floors respectively.

In the days to come, you can see the Great God of Destiny shuttling through that maze that is like a pharmacy drawer, counting and checking the birth, aging, sickness and death of all people.

Shao Siming sends one soul after another from the cycle of reincarnation to the human world, life after life.

And at the same time.

The security of the entire Huangquan base has become tighter and it no longer looks empty as before.

But there are real gods stationed here, doing what they are supposed to do.

Jiang Chao watched the Great Sima Ming and the Lesser Sima Ming go away, and he knew it was time for him to leave too.

but.

At this moment he suddenly looked at the box beside him.

In addition to the images of the gods Da Siming and Shao Siming in the box, Jiang Chao also saw many other masks that looked very high quality.

But Jiang Chao didn't remember that they currently had a demand for so many divine images.

Jiang Chao: "What are these masks? Are they also the images of gods?"

Wangshu: "It is the vice aspect of the God of Heaven."

Jiang Chao immediately asked, "Is it the same as my replica?"

Wangshu was traveling through the red sea of ​​flowers. From Jiang Chao's perspective, it seemed very far away, giving people a vague feeling.

"Yes, even a god cannot accomplish everything by himself, so he naturally needs some assistants to take care of other things."

"It's like Yunzhong Jun needs a Linghua Jun."

Jiang Chao grasped the key point: "Who are you going to send these copies of the gods to?"

Wangshu said: "People who give up reincarnation, have significant merits or are relatively powerful, and want to achieve immortality in one go."

Jiang Chao understood something: "Are you talking about immortality through consciousness uploading?"

Wangshu stopped and nodded.

"The consciousness is uploaded to the host computer, the personality is fixed and no longer changes, and then the secondary mask of the god is put on."

"At this point, mortals can transform into true gods."

"As long as the status remains, one will never enter reincarnation again."

"But at the same time, he must always carry out the divine duties bestowed upon him by this mask, and he cannot slack off at all."

"If you leave your post without permission or fail to perform your duties, you will be stripped of your authority."

The Moon God Wangshu originally divided the authority of the virtual world into three levels, namely the evil ghost mask, the ghost helmet, and the god's appearance.

However, with the gradual improvement of the Huangquan Base and the completion of various facilities, various permissions have become more and more complicated.

now.

The most common ones are souls with chips inserted; above them are ghosts wearing evil ghost masks. After wearing the masks, they can connect to the Internet and have a certain ability to control "magic tools", and they will also learn in hell; after that are ghost officials who also wear evil ghost masks but are granted some authority to manage some evil ghosts. In fact, they are also evil ghosts with karma.

Next is the helmet of ghosts and gods. Ghosts and gods also have different powers. The water gods, mountain gods, earth gods in the human world, as well as the ghosts and gods in the underworld, etc. all belong to this category. They are divided into different classes according to their duties and powers.

Going further up, there are those with divine appearances, and these are the real gods.

This sequence of gods does not belong to the Huangquan host, but is considered to be in the heavenly sequence.

Not entering reincarnation.

Immortality.

Consciousness can be uploaded and data can be immortal.

Previously, the only one who had the appearance of a god was Jiang Chao, then the Goddess of Wushan, and later Gui Bo.

Now it seems that Yueshen has formalized the secondary surface system that Jiang Chao had previously developed.

Jiang Chao: "A god whose consciousness is uploaded, whose personality is fixed and never changes?"

Wangshu: "Don't you think that God should be like this?"
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Hades.

The Yin-Yang Taoist left the Hell of Undecayed Bones and rode the Yellow Springs Boat up the river.

Standing on the boat and looking down, you can see many ghost shadows reflected in the river water. Some are covering their faces and crying, some are wailing, and some are glaring at him on the water.

"What can I do? What can I do?" "Heaven and earth are not kind, they treat all things as straw dogs!"

"Even though I am dead, my heart is still alive!"

"I hope that when I am reborn as a human being in the next life, I will have no regrets about this life."

But the Yin-Yang Taoist knew that it was not a real ghost, but just the obsession left by the ghost when it crossed the Yellow Spring River.

Or you can explain it another way.

This is the data left behind when the "ghost" passed through the Yellow Springs Road network.

The Yellow Spring has not been running for long, and currently there are not many shadows seen under the Yellow Spring River. If it were thousands or hundreds of years later, the huge amount of data and shadows reflected from under the Yellow Spring would surely be many times more shocking than it is now.

"It's hard to be a human, but it's easy to be a ghost."

The Yin-Yang Taoist priest looked at the red flowers on both sides of the river, and at the boats heading to the underworld or hell, and couldn't help but speak.

The Yin-Yang Taoist has practiced Taoism and refined elixirs for most of his life.

When he was old, he never expected to have such an opportunity to become a ghost.

He was a once unknown Taoist priest, but eventually he became famous in Kyoto and could even be said to have become a figure like the founder of Taoism.

In the eyes of mortals and Taoists in the world.

He, the Taoist priest of Yin and Yang, is the kind of person who has seen through life and death, and even knows all the great secrets of the world.

However, after being a ghost for so long, coming and going in this underworld, the Yin-Yang Taoist priest felt more and more that he could no longer recognize this world.

Not to mention the world outside.

It is simply the changes in the netherworld and the secrets hidden deep within.

The more he dug into it, the more unfathomable it seemed.

"How many levels of hell are there?"

"How wide is the sedge field?"

"How deep is this Yellow Spring?"

Then he looked up at the nine heavens.

"Are the magical powers of the gods infinite?"

He had seen that immortal having control over the heavens and the earth, and had seen that immortal summoning the wind and rain.

I also saw the other party enlightening the monsters and controlling the dragon.

At last.

He saw that the other party opened up the underworld, controlled life and death, and all living beings fell into his trap.

He had been obsessed with the immortality in the scriptures all his life. If someone asked him what an immortal was like, he could quote from the scriptures and talk about it for three days and three nights without stopping.

But when he actually met the immortal, this "immortal" completely changed his imagination of "immortals".

The true "immortal" has supernatural powers that are beyond the imagination of a mortal like him.

"Den!"

The boat docked and he arrived.

When the Yin-Yang Taoist priest got off the Yellow Springs Boat, he could see all kinds of ghosts and officials from the Nether City suppressing evil spirits or lonely souls and heading towards the bridge. The Yin-Yang Taoist priest could walk directly across the bridge without queuing, but every time he passed by here, he would queue behind.

It is to learn some things about the human world from the mouth of the newly dead ghost.

"The Yangtze River has flooded again this year, but fortunately, it is not as bad as last year. There are only a few evil dragons causing trouble. I heard that the Tiangong clan has rushed to the local area to suppress the dragons."

"I heard there's a new emperor. I wonder how he compares to the previous one?"

"All emperors are the same. What does it have to do with ordinary people like us? Besides, we are all dead anyway, why would they care about this?"

"That too."

"..."

After crossing the Soul-Calling Bridge, the Yin-Yang Taoist learned a lot of information.

For example, the Yangtze River began to flood again this year, but Tiangong built several dragon palaces last year and this year, so the situation is much better than last year, and Tiangong is also rushing to various places.

For example, after Emperor Wen Ji ascended the throne, he implemented many new policies. Although it is not known whether they were effective, he was at least much more generous than the previous Wen Changxing. He transferred all the money in the temple treasury and alleviated the critical situation of the state.

In addition, the imperial court began to reorganize the troops and take back the military power. It seems that they are planning to send troops to the north. Although not immediately, they are preparing.

Among the group of ghosts, the Yin-Yang Taoist was not the only one who was listening to the news.

On that huge and long stone bridge, there are many ghosts and gods. Some are wearing divine robes and staring at the passing souls, while others are looking around with arrogance. In fact, most of them are similar to the Yin-Yang Taoist priests.

However, the Yin-Yang Taoist was different from these people. He vaguely heard something different from those words.

"The imperial court has obtained the Nine Cauldrons and the Incense Dragon Court. In the future, it can use the incense merit technique. The magic can reach the nine heavenly gods and the nine underworlds. It can also borrow money and food and the power of ghosts and gods from heaven and earth."

"Ghosts and gods from all directions have gathered together. Lord Linghua is drawing a map of mountains, rivers and the state, hoping that the nine states will have good weather, good harvests and enough food and clothing."

"If the Nine Provinces are unified, a divine dynasty will probably be born."

The entire human world is undergoing drastic changes.

He just couldn't figure out what the Netherworld would look like.
Now, he doesn’t even know what the human world will become.

After walking across the Soul-Calling Bridge, the Yin-Yang Taoist arrived at the Youdu City. He looked at his merit value in front of a stone tablet in the city.

"My merits have increased by another three hundred."

Seeing the changes in merit and virtue, the Yin-Yang Taoist felt very happy.

Although it’s not much, the feeling of constant change and accumulation is great.

"If this continues, some changes will surely occur one day."

In front of the stone tablet, the Yin-Yang Taoist stroked his beard and said secretly in his heart.

At this time, changes occurred in Youdu City.

Overwhelming shadows gathered from all directions and rushed towards Youdu City. Finally, a cow-like cry was heard from the sky, which sounded like a huge bell and carried a strong deterrent effect.

In an instant, all the ghosts were crawling on the ground.

"Ghost Uncle!"

"Ghost is coming."

"See Ghost Uncle."

"Welcome back, Uncle Gui."

"..."

Various shouts gathered together. Although not uniform, they echoed in the underworld like a tsunami.

The voice of a ghost was so frightening that he dared not look directly at the ghost's shadow.

If there are ghosts and gods, they will admire and worship them, and regard the ghost as a god.

The Yin-Yang Taoist also knelt on the ground and paid homage to the Ghost Lord. As a ghost god, he had no way to resist the Ghost Lord's power and authority.

"Buzz!"

The door of the Youdu Palace slowly opened.

A dark and deep outline appeared in it, with various ghosts and gods lined up on the left and right, overlooking the ghosts under the hall.

The ghosts on both sides took a step forward and shouted downwards.

"Enter the palace!"

Afterwards, various ghosts and gods were seen pressing the evil ghosts and lonely souls to rush towards higher places.

Gui Bo returns.

In the great hall of Youdu, rewards for good and punishment for evil began.

One word can send a person to hell, or even into hell, never to be reincarnated.

A single word can send people to the wilderness, or even confer an honor upon ghosts and gods, who will receive incense and offerings and worship.

The Yin-Yang Taoist priest looked up at the hall on the high steps below, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal envy. This was the real great master of the underworld, this was the real mighty power of the Lord of ghosts and gods.

In addition, in the eyes of the Yin-Yang Taoist.

That Gui Bo is the ancient god who has truly achieved immortality, never aging or dying, and is everlasting.

At this moment, looking at the number of his merits on the stone tablet, and then looking at the tall palace, the Yin-Yang Taoist suddenly felt a sense of despair.

In his opinion, no matter how much merit he accumulated, it might be difficult to enter the palace.

He certainly didn't want to become Ghost Master, but to become one of those standing on the left and right of the hall.

"The life span of ghosts and gods is also limited."

"Even if I spend my entire life, how much merit can I accumulate?"

In this life, it may be difficult for him to become a true god.

Even if he was a god of the same rank as Huajiang Dragon King, it would definitely not be his turn in this life.

The Yin-Yang Taoist thought about it and finally found it funny.

"When riding a donkey and a mule, I miss the horse, and when I am in office, I think of the prince."

The Yin-Yang Taoist shook his head, feeling that he should be satisfied.

"Think about me, Lu Yinyang. I was just a down-and-out Taoist priest on Ziyun Peak in Xihe County. I was a mortal who was nothing."

"Now, he has become a ghost, wielding power in the underworld and being revered and worshipped by thousands of people in the human world."

"All these things are things I would never have dared to imagine in my dreams."

"Now that you have become a ghost god, you still want a higher position and greater authority."

"After extending my life, I still want to be immortal."

“When you are alive, you always think that the mountain is higher than the other one. People’s hearts are always high and they want to be high.”

"After I died and became a ghost, there is still no change!"

After saying this, the Yin-Yang Taoist laughed at himself and walked away.

"There is no calamity greater than dissatisfaction, and no greater fault than desire for gain."
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After mocking himself in the Youdu City, Yin Yang was not freed from the obsession in his heart.

After returning to the small hell where bones could not be dissolved and thinking about it again, he became even more obsessed.

"Old Taoist, how can I become a supreme god?"

"Can't an old Taoist like me seek immortality?"

The old Taoist shook his head, sat on the stone tablet of the Hell of Undissolved Bones, and spoke loudly.

"The world changes dramatically, and the dragon rises. All the immortals and saints return to the human world."

The old Taoist turned around and spoke to himself again.

"It's hard to come across a situation like this in a thousand years. If you miss it, there will never be another opportunity like this in the future."

The more the Yin-Yang Taoist thought about it, the more anxious he became, and the more unwilling he became.

But then I thought, what can I do if I think about it any more? Some things are there or not, so what else can you do?
And this day.

The Yin-Yang Taoist left the Hell of Undecayed Bones and headed towards a sacred place of incense and worship deep in the underworld.

They heard the news on the way. Many ghosts and gods were talking about it. Even the ghosts of the newly dead, the people in Haoli knew about it and shouted about it.

"The wheel of reincarnation has begun."

"The path of reincarnation is open."

"The Great Sima and the Lesser Sima return to their positions. The Great Sima controls the life and death of all living beings, while the Lesser Sima controls this life and the next."

"Has someone been reincarnated?"

"Really?"

"Really, the cycle of reincarnation is open, and the cycle of life and death continues."

"Then I don't want to go either. It's much better to stay in the weeds. Why go to the human world and suffer all that?"

When the Yin-Yang Taoist priest received the news, he hurried to Youdu City.

Looking up, I saw huge whirlpools spinning on the platform, and behind one of the whirlpools, I could vaguely see the outline of the Great God of Life, who was in charge of the life and death of all living beings. Even just a glance at him made me feel breathless.

It is as if he is holding a rope around your neck, and life and death depend on his thoughts. Even if you escape thousands of miles away, you cannot escape the scroll in his palm.

Behind another vortex, a blindfolded and veiled woman can be vaguely seen looking down at all living beings, chanting spells with her hands, as if holding the cycle of reincarnation.

Follow the vortex and look down.

Then I saw many ghosts walking up the long steps one after another.

One by one, they climbed up the platform and viewed their own lives on the Three Lives Stone.

Then, he stepped into the vortex, and the shadow of the afterlife appeared.

See this.

Even the Yin-Yang Taoist, who already knew about the beginning of reincarnation, couldn't help but exclaim.

"The God of Destiny."

“These gods have returned to their positions?”

"All living things are born and die, and are reincarnated."

"From now on, this mortal will begin his afterlife, and the cycle of life and death will continue endlessly."

As he watched those figures enter the cycle of reincarnation, the Yin-Yang Taoist couldn't help but think.

Although it may be difficult to accumulate much merit in this life, if one were to reincarnate for ten lifetimes and be a good person for ten lifetimes, perhaps there would be a chance.

Who knows, maybe in one's life, you will encounter some great opportunity and become a god?
"There is always a chance in every life."

However, when the Taoist watched those lonely souls enter the cycle of reincarnation, he couldn't help but feel frightened and terrified.

“It’s not that simple.”

"Without the past of this life, and entering the reincarnation cycle to live another life, would I still be considered a poor Taoist?"

"Even if I live in the next life without all the things in this life, even if I want to do something, all the obsessions in this life will have been forgotten completely. How can I do anything in time by then?"

"When that time comes, I'm afraid I won't be completely lost in the cycle of reincarnation, going back and forth in the mortal world for life after life, not knowing where I came from, and where I'm going."

The Yin-Yang Taoist's eyes, which originally had a hint of joy, gradually regained their calm.

He shook his head and walked towards the other end.

He stepped into one of the vortexes.

Entered into the divine realm of incense and fire.

world.

The Yin-Yang Taoist priest also lured several evil ghosts who made poison pills and sold poison powder. Among them was a guy who pretended to be a ghost and swindled people, but was eventually beaten to death by mortals.

"Come on, come on."

"Follow the Taoist."

"Don't be afraid, don't panic, I will take you to immortality."

Driving the Yellow Springs Boat, he was about to take those evil ghosts into the underworld. On the way, he stopped briefly when passing by the city of Huajing.

He sent a message to his junior fellow apprentice, He Daoren, in a dream through the local god.

In the incense-filled sacred realm of the community temple.

Taoist He fell into the corner of the courtyard in a daze, and saw his senior brother Taoist Yin Yang waiting for him.

"Senior brother."

It was not the first time that Taoist He had met Taoist Yin-Yang in this way. He walked towards him skillfully. Although the human world and the Yang world were separated, they were not completely unconnected.

Besides, he is an existence walking on the edge of the Yin and Yang worlds. One is a temple priest who worships the god of the earth, and the other is a ghost who captivates people. It is normal for the two to deal with each other.

The Taoist priests would often look for him and ask about news in the human world.

And he would often ask the Yin-Yang Taoist about the situation in the underworld.

At this moment.

Taoist He told Taoist Yin Yang a piece of news, but Taoist He seemed a little uneasy when he spoke.

"Master Konghui passed away in meditation at Lunhui Temple."

"Kong Hui must be the first person in the world to be reincarnated. I just don't know where he went, and I don't know if we can meet again in this life."

Taoist He did not wait for Taoist Yin Yang's response and continued speaking.

"That day, Linghua Jun actually asked him and me who was willing to enter that reincarnation."

"Brother, I didn't dare to respond at that time."

"I'm scared."

Yin Yang Taoist: "What are you afraid of?"

In fact, the Yin-Yang Taoist didn't need to ask, he knew what the He Taoist was afraid of.

It was just like how he had looked at the wandering ghosts that had been reincarnated before.

They are afraid of the same things.

Taoist He thought for a moment and then spoke.

"Junior brother, I am afraid that once I enter the cycle of reincarnation, I will never be able to find myself again."

“Although Lord Linghua later said that perhaps after thousands of lifetimes, one day I will find my true self.”

"But, that's thousands of lifetimes."

"Don't say that things have changed and nothing has happened. I am afraid that the sea will dry up and the rocks will crumble, and the vast sea will turn into mulberry fields."

"If it wasn't for the last moment, I wouldn't have dared to make this decision. Even if I really died, I wouldn't have entered the reincarnation so early. At least I would have stayed in the weeds for a while."

After listening to this, the Yin-Yang Taoist nodded, then looked at the He Taoist and said something.

"Master Kong Hui is incredible."

It was rare that when the two brothers sat together, neither of them scolded the bald monk Kong Hui, but instead they admired his choice.

To be fair, he really doesn't have the courage like Monk Konghui.

Use thousands of reincarnations, or even longer, to bet on a higher and farther path.

But he knew that Kong Hui had embarked on another path to immortality.

Of course, in Kong Hui's view, the end of this road may not just be immortality, but a way to transcend all suffering, transcend life and death, and attain the supreme enlightenment.

And what about him?
Where is his path?
In silence, the two brothers said goodbye.

On the Yellow Springs River.

The Yin-Yang Taoist priest escorted the evil ghost back. He stood on the boat and looked at himself in the water. Suddenly, he asked a question loudly.

"Tell me, can I, Lu Yin Yang, achieve immortality?"

After saying that, Lu Yinyang laughed wildly.

Then, he asked and answered himself questions in the water.

"Of course."

"Of course."

"Hahahahahaha!"

Inspired by the flower-picking monk, the Yin-Yang Taoist also made up his mind that he must find a way to achieve the immortality he wanted.

The Yellow Springs Boat passed through the river and the Yin-Yang Taoist's obsession at this moment also fell into the river and turned into a shadow.

later.

Perhaps a wandering ghost happened to pass by here and looked towards the underworld.

The shadow would then look up at the river surface from underwater and ask a question loudly.

"Tell me, can I, Lu Yin Yang, achieve immortality?"

(End of this chapter)