I became a passerby in the book, and I became a god

Suddenly Yu Qiuyi thought of another question.

She used her mind to ask Qingli, "If this is the case, then aren't there fewer and fewer creatures in the mortal world?"

Qingli replied slowly: "No."

"One: After death, all mortals in the immortal world will be sent to the underworld in the mortal world to be reincarnated."

"Second: When a cultivator is willing to strip away his original soul strength and become the same as a mortal, he can also be recognized by the Heavenly Dao of the mortal world."

"Three: Those unconscious soul fragments floating in the world will be sucked into the underworld of the mortal world."

"The underworld of the mortal world will throw all these unconscious soul fragments into the reincarnation stone."

"First, they will be reincarnated as some unconscious grass, then some ordinary trees, and then they will be reincarnated into the animal realm. After dozens of reincarnations, these soul fragments will gradually become complete, grow intelligence again, and finally condense into a complete soul, and then they will be reincarnated as mortals."

“This is also the reason why completely unrelated people in different places have similar faces, because they may have been the same person in their previous life.”

"And this seemingly long reincarnation process actually only takes one or two hundred years, so the situation where the number of creatures in the mortal world will become fewer and fewer will not happen."

"Oh." Yu Qiuyi responded, understanding.

Then he asked doubtfully, "You... know a lot about the underworld? Are you related to the underworld?"

"I don't know either. This information automatically appeared in my mind after I saw the environment here." Qingli was also very confused about this, but he couldn't find the answer no matter how hard he thought.

"Then do you have more information about the world of immortals, the world of ghosts and the underworld in your mind? Is this really the world of ghosts and the underworld in the world of immortals?" Yu Qiuyi couldn't help but frowned and continued to ask.

Qingli in Yu Qiuyi's Dantian shook her head and said uncertainly: "Yes... and no."

"Huh? What do you mean?" Yu Qiuyi was puzzled.

Qingli could only explain: "If it is not, this place has the characteristics of the underworld; if it is, this place does not completely possess the characteristics of the underworld."

"Just like the Yellow Spring Water you fell into at the beginning, it has the same properties as the Yellow Spring Water in the underworld. It can corrode a person's body and soul, and its aura is also the same."

Can it corrode the soul? Hearing this, Yu Qiuyi couldn't help but look at Mu Qingyu. Sure enough, he found that although the wound on Mu Qingyu's body had healed, his face was still pale, and it seemed that his soul was also damaged to a certain extent.

Qingli paused for a moment and continued, "But the real Yellow Spring Water should be blood-yellow in color and extremely smelly. At the same time, there are all kinds of evil snakes and insects, as well as lonely ghosts who cannot be reincarnated in the Yellow Spring Water."

"There is the aura of the underworld here, but it doesn't have the state that the underworld should have. It feels like there is only form but no spirit."

"As for what the situation is, you can go and investigate it. Anyway, you also need to find a way out." Qingli said this and didn't say anything else.

Seeing Yu Qiuyi's brows frowning from time to time, Mu Qingyu couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong, did you find anything?"

Qingli told Yu Qiuyi, but she didn’t tell Mu Qingyu.

Originally, I needed to ask about everything, but suddenly knowing these secrets would definitely arouse this person's suspicion.

Even though the man was covered in wounds, he still tried to rescue her from the river.

But this was the first time she met this person and she didn't know his true character, so she couldn't fully trust him.

In modern society, she has seen too many people who support each other one moment and turn against each other or even stab each other in the back the next.

So how could she possibly reveal Qingli, who knew a lot of information about the underworld that others didn't know?

Yu Qiuyi felt that she was a lazy but very cautious person.

Her laziness mainly came from the fact that she hoped to enjoy the shade under a big tree, get some convenience, avoid taking detours, and have a place where she could live and practice well, without having to worry about other things.

Therefore, at the beginning, she was so determined to join the Yuehua Sect in the novel, which prospered until the end, and even wanted to become the protagonist.

But even if she really saw the heroine and the others, she did not take the initiative to approach them, nor did she reveal anything about herself to them.

As for why she was so wary, Yu Qiuyi didn't know. It was as if she was born with this feeling. Although she had no memory of it, she always had the feeling that she had been backstabbed by someone she trusted.

Therefore, whether in the world of immortal cultivation or in modern times, she likes to be alone and does not like socializing.

They will never expose things that they consider to be secrets to others.

Just as she felt that Mo Zihan was trustworthy, she still did not tell Mo Zihan that she could cultivate Yin Qi, and she had not even revealed her true appearance in front of Mo Zihan.

Not to mention this person I’m meeting for the first time.

Yu Qiuyi shook his head.

"No."

Then he asked back: "What about you? Did you find anything?"

Mu Qingyu looked at Yu Qiuyi steadily, and shook his head, saying, "No."

"Then let's leave here first and look somewhere else to see if we can find a way out, okay?" Yu Qiuyi suggested.

Mu Qingyu nodded: "Okay."

Every time he saw that person's face, he was amazed. Yu Qiuyi was really curious about this person's identity in the book.

When he was about to leave, Yu Qiuyi bowed and asked, "By the way, hello, fellow Taoist, my name is Yang Hao, what should I call you?"

Mu Qingyu glanced at Yu Qiuyi's face, his eyes looked a little strange, but he replied expressionlessly: "Hao Yang."

Yu Qiuyi: “…” She suspected that this person did it on purpose, but even if it was intentional, she couldn’t do anything about it. After all, she was using a pseudonym. She couldn’t force someone to tell her to “tell me your real name,” right?

Never mind, I'm just curious. As for who it is, it doesn't matter. The most important thing now is to find a way out first.

Mu Qingyu did it on purpose. Seeing that this woman was blatantly using a pseudonym, he was too lazy to think of a pseudonym, so he thought it would be okay to borrow it instead.

Seeing Yu Qiuyi's fleeting speechless expression, Mu Qingyu found it a little funny, but he did not show it and his face always looked cold.

Mu Qingyu looked at Yu Qiuyi coldly, as if waiting for Yu Qiuyi's next words.

Seeing this, Yu Qiuyi laughed awkwardly and said, "What a coincidence, Fellow Daoist Hao Yang, our names are just reversed. Haha..."

"Yeah." Mu Qingyu nodded coldly.

"Then Fellow Daoist Hao Yang, let's leave here first." Yu Qiuyi said hurriedly.

"Okay." Mu Qingyu nodded in agreement.

Yu Qiuyi looked at the surrounding environment again and suddenly didn't know where to go first. The "Yellow Spring Water" was very harmful to "Hao Yang". Until the last step, he would not consider going into the Yellow Spring Water to look for it.

There was nothing special around except the scent of red spider lilies. The lights on the bridge only came on after they got ashore. Should they go straight onto the bridge?

Yu Qiuyi couldn't make up his mind, so he asked Mu Qingyu for advice: "Fellow Daoist Hao Yang, where do you think we should go first? Go up the bridge?"