Quick Transmigration: Leisure

"Take a break!"

"Yes!"

On the edge of the desolate battlefield, they found a clearing with a stream flowing through it. There was no distinction between superiors and inferiors; the seven of them sat down in a circle on the ground.

Everything is subject to limitations.

Although they have entered the underworld, they can go without food or rest. If they are free from human habits, they can even be unaware of mental fatigue.

However, when one practices a technique and overuses it, one will experience a different kind of exhaustion.

It's different from simply being hungry.

It's a pain that spreads from top to bottom, from swelling and heat to bone-chilling cold. If someone has only been cultivating for a few days and lacks the foundation and experience to deal with it, this kind of torment could cause their power to flow back and their soul to be torn apart.

By then,

Even the Jade Emperor couldn't save them.

Therefore, with guidance, the first step in learning the techniques is how to exercise self-control.

When the three of them first arrived and were assigned by Xia Youmi to turn over the soil in the spirit field, they did not use any magic in the early stages. They simply worked with their hands and strength. Such tireless work did not lead to any accidents.

Once they grasped the knack on their own, they began to expend their cultivation techniques to try different things, and the Black and White Impermanence intentionally made them change their methods.

No more endless output.

This is also due to the regular schedule of the entire underworld. In special circumstances, they are divided into two groups, one for day and one for night, to take turns, such as the teams led by the day-roaming god and the other for the night-roaming god.

In addition, during their shifts, they also need to take a break from time to time.

Following the usual practice in the human world, we divide the day into three periods for nourishing the body, and right now, we've reached the second stage.

"Tsk, tsk."

"Little Black, I really envy you." The bull-headed man took a deep breath of the spiritual fragrance, closed his eyes, and said contentedly, "If I could often follow Little White and enjoy such delicious food, it would be worth it to become a child."

"Hey, hey, you've got cause and effect reversed." Little Black wasn't angry, but reminded her, "It's not easy for Little White to make incense, it's rare. Besides, we searched for those materials with great difficulty, so it's only natural that we can enjoy it for a little longer."

“Indeed!” Horse-face nodded in agreement. “Only you would be willing to spend the time and effort on these meticulous matters.”

The process of preparing this portable, pleasant-smelling incense with a certain soothing and conditioning effect is complex and involves many steps. In the entire system of elixirs, it belongs to the category where the effort and reward are not commensurate.

Therefore, even though Xia Youmi shared the recipe, they all chose to give up because they estimated the difficulty.

After all, spending more time and energy cultivating is far more effective than absorbing spiritual fragrance.

If you have enough money, buy some pills; even if they don't taste good, they'll still help you recover.

Xia Youmi's behavior can only be described as extravagant.

Xiao Hei, however, was quite in favor. They didn't think it was a waste of time; going to some remote corner just for a little bit of material and wasting their entire rest day wasn't a pity.

Such a spirit inspires no fear in anyone, only pure admiration.

Gradually, the little ghost messengers who often enjoyed the food also consciously asked the Black and White Impermanence for a booklet, which recorded several raw materials that were used in large quantities, widely distributed, and had little risk.

If you happen to meet them while you're out, bring some back for them.

In short, you won't suffer any losses.

After hearing the details from Ox-Head and Horse-Face, Qingze and Chaying immediately wanted to take a share. Although they were not yet capable of going on missions alone, they also did not have the free time to pick herbs.

But I just wanted to repay them as soon as possible, keeping their needs in mind in advance, and remembering that I would never forget their kindness, no matter how insignificant it was.

"My lord, I saw you communicating with those... the dead," Ji Jun inquired. "What technique does this correspond to? Can we learn it too?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked over. Ji Jun didn't flinch, her eyes, full of curiosity, meeting Xia Youmi's gaze.

Xiao Hei grinned silently; these guys really do have very distinct personalities.

Those from humble backgrounds, deeply influenced by etiquette, hierarchy, and order, are extremely afraid of troubling their elders. They usually only voice their doubts after their elders have spoken, while also being mindful of their boundaries and avoiding causing trouble.

But those who have a smooth and successful life are different, like Ji Jun, who rarely feels that troubling the other party is something that needs to be carefully considered.

Seniors and elders are those who provide help, protect and guide, pave the way, and answer questions.

Whether or not you show respect depends on the value the other person provides to you.

It's not that the existence of another person automatically warrants respect.

If a pretentious senior with no real skills were placed here, someone like Ji Jun would lead the way in driving them away.

He respected Xia Youmi.

In addition to intuitive feedback, there was also the fact that the other person could pinpoint his predicament during their first meeting and retain it perfectly.

Each subsequent experience they underwent was not a rigid and ineffective exercise.

He was able to deduce the conclusion from the puzzle: besides cultivation level, Dao heart is also an essential part of the tempering process, and what Xiaobai was doing was not neglecting this part.

Compared to Qingze and Chaying, he not only had a Qiankun Bag, but the secret manuals or techniques inside were not limited to the Underworld.

It's not just the basic version; it has everything a mature ghost immortal needs.

So, Ji Jun was puzzled, so he just asked directly.

I believe Xia Youmi will provide an answer that will be worth remembering.

"Have you noticed the differences between the different colors?" Xia Youmi brought up the topic, and before they could answer, she took out three gourds of different colors. "Dark blue, it collects pure souls, those who have neither merit nor demerit, and who have no desire for sacrifice or mourning after death. These souls are not judged or sentenced, and they do not enter the cycle of reincarnation. They are sent to the northern route in the underworld and will die on their own after three days."

"This!" Upon hearing this explanation, Qingze hugged the gourd in his hand tightly, and suddenly felt a chill.

He vaguely believed that everyone could be reincarnated and would have an afterlife.

The Black and White Impermanence come here specifically to collect the souls of the dead and will handle them properly, sending them all into reincarnation, and then specially pulling them out for judgment.

But I never imagined that there would be no afterlife.

“Alas, no one remembers them; it’s because they have shallow connections with people. When these people are reincarnated, they usually die young or suffer loneliness.” Cha Ying comforted Qing Ze, “Becoming a part of the underworld is also a good end.”

Qingze's mind was in a daze. He couldn't understand that becoming a gentle breeze or a wisp of water vapor was the entire meaning of their future.

How boring it is that we can't even be human or ghost anymore.

But he wasn't one to be slow to think. He simply considered his position, the unbearable smoke and desolation. If he were trapped in a mass grave with only wandering souls, mostly unintelligent, noisy evil spirits, it would indeed be more wonderful to simply dissolve into the world.

“Second, dark orange.” Seeing everyone calm down, Xia Youmi looked at the gourd in Cha Ying’s hand.

"If one has both merits and demerits, but the positive and negative offset each other with minimal deviation, one will be sent to the judge. After offsetting, if the merits outweigh the demerits, one will be reincarnated; if they are equal, one will remain in the underworld for a hundred years to pay off the debts, turning into consumables such as lamp wicks; if the merits are less than the demerits, one will have to do a lot of hard work for the underworld before there is a chance to balance the score."

"You too..." Qingze looked at Chaying and slowly understood what Little White meant.

"Finally, it's the color of azure lotus."

Upon hearing this, Ji Jun raised the gourd in her hand.

The luster is clearly different. It wasn't Xia Youmi who did it intentionally when it was allocated; it was all randomly selected. Ji Jun being able to get this type is actually partly due to fate.

"The lotus is pure and noble, rising from the mud unsullied, its merits hidden and unsung. These kinds of people often do great good deeds but no one records them. They are caught up in the chaos and their merits are erased, or their righteous deeds are claimed by others, and they remain silent until their death."

"I see."

They looked at the blue-green gourd and suddenly became solemn.

Then, thinking about how this color was not uncommon on the battlefield over the past few days, I realized how many talented and virtuous people had been abandoned in silence.

"These will be sent to supplement their merits and allowed to choose freely. Some will voluntarily perish and no longer be human, and will be reborn as plants to protect the land and water in their next life. Others will be reincarnated normally and have a smooth life. Finally, they can retain their consciousness and become ghost immortals in the underworld."

After Xia Youmi finished speaking, she put the gourd back and looked at them with a smile.

"There are techniques, but they are merely the eyesight honed in the Impermanence Camp. What truly works is patiently explaining to them what their destination is and what their future holds. In this way, they will not rush around like headless flies, trying to confuse you with their voices and resistance."

This is easy to understand.

Qingze nodded vigorously.

Cha Ying understood things quickly; she had already grasped quite a bit, but she was somewhat afraid of being unconventional, so she temporarily followed the team's pace.

Ji Jun was somewhat disappointed. There were no practical cultivation techniques to learn and use, and guiding the souls of the dead would not be something they needed to do afterward; it was just a matter of comprehension.

He understood that it was important, but it didn't reach the heights he had imagined, and his enthusiasm gradually waned.