Chapter 233 232 The Style Is Not Right (I Created a Group)

Chapter 233 232. The style is wrong (created a group)

Perhaps he sensed Song He's doubts.

While lowering his head to depict the array pattern, Ji Zhenren said: "The world and our perspectives are different. Perhaps we think that it takes quite complicated and cumbersome means to be a true reincarnation.

But in the eyes of the Heavenly Dao consciousness, there is the flowing Yellow Spring, the Forgotten River Bridge representing oblivion, and the Six Paths Gate to enter the reincarnation.

Although it is indeed extremely simple, it is the same for the Heavenly Dao.

No matter how gorgeous it is, the essence is the same.

The difference is the carrying capacity. The real reincarnation can accommodate an entire world, but here... maybe it is a blessing to accommodate a hundred or so true spirits.

Junior Brother Song, the next step is crucial.

You are the Heavenly Dao consciousness of this world. Only if you think this is reincarnation, this is reincarnation!"

After speaking, he waved to Miao Zhenren in the distance.

Miao Zhenren understood, took out the Xian Linglong, and placed it on the ground - the moment Xian Linglong touched the ground, it became real.

She opened her gray eyes and gently stroked the only string with her fingers.

The string turned into a strange gray-black mist, which began to spread around, and finally enveloped the entire valley. The border with the outside seemed to be filled with an indescribable power.

It was as if... it was the border between life and death.

Inside the valley was gray-black grass, with gusts of gloomy wind, extremely gray; outside the valley was the vibrant and sunny human world.

The low and solemn sound of the piano - the piano could actually make such a sound, and a string could actually make such a sound, which really opened Song He's eyes.

He felt that the moment the piano sounded, the rushing water of the Yellow Spring here suddenly became spiritual, and along with the fluctuating rhythm, there seemed to be some indescribable phantoms in the water.

It was obviously rushing faster, as if it had come alive.

"Let me bear all this alone."

Master Miao stared at the rushing water of the Yellow Spring, took out a black bottle, and placed it by the river.

He tapped it gently.

One after another, illusory figures appeared from it.

There were people, monsters... and even strange races with wings on their backs.

All of them walked slowly into the Yellow Spring.

"You..." Master Ji, who was far away, stared at those souls, and his voice trembled a little.

With his spiritual sense and knowledge, he could naturally see that all of them were souls that should have entered reincarnation after death.

If such souls were forced to stay in the world, not only would the heaven punish them, but even these souls themselves would feel resentful.

For cultivators, especially cultivators who attach great importance to cause and effect, this is simply a hidden danger that could explode at any time.

"Brother, these are all fine."

Master Miao slowly supported his palms and sat down on the gray-black land, then sat cross-legged, and a Yuanying appeared from his head.

The Yuanying was wearing a small garment made of five-color silk threads, with a tense face and a emerald green flag in his hand.

His feet were stepping on a huge seven-color butterfly.

Accompanied by the five-color infant light.

The infant power that represented the years of hard cultivation of a Yuanying Zhenren was transformed into silk threads and wrapped around the souls heading towards the Yellow Springs.

He put on the same colorful divine clothes as the Yuanying for them.

In such a gloomy environment, a magnificent light flashed.

Miao Zhenren, who was always a bit unkempt, looked dignified at this moment, and said word by word:

"I promised them that they would all reincarnate under my protection, and I would accompany them across the Yellow Springs until they entered the reincarnation."

"Daoyou, if you are willing to come to my Buddhist sect to practice, you will definitely gain a lot."

Master Huiyuan in the distance laughed and said, "Transform the Yuanying into a divine robe to protect the soul into the Yellow Springs reincarnation..."

He narrowed his eyes with long eyebrows and put his hands together.

"But if you enter hell, you can't see the light."

Zhi Zhenren Ji, who was supposed to comfort him, stopped talking, and even Song He, who was secretly observing this place, was shocked.

The water of the Yellow Springs can wear away all the memories and spiritual power of the soul except the soul power, and it is an excellent killing move even if it is used against the enemy.

What kind of reaction will happen when the water of the Yellow Springs, which represents death, and the spiritual power of the cultivator's soul converge and collide with the power of the Yuanying, which represents vitality?

In fact, the answer is very obvious.

Song He had already felt it.

Pain, endless pain.

It seemed to be wearing away his consciousness and will, and even the blessing of the Heavenly Dao could not bear it.

He felt it for a moment and decisively gave up continuing. With his current spiritual strength, if he was exposed to this kind of pain that even the Nascent Soul cultivators could not bear.

Maybe something unexpected would happen.

However, he also knew what Master Miao was planning: let the soul try to complete this reincarnation path, and use his own infant power to protect it while checking whether it has really become a reincarnation.

A very bold idea.

What about him?

To be honest, until now, Song He still felt that this reincarnation was really simple - but his distrust meant that the Heavenly Dao here did not recognize it as reincarnation.

The uncles had already completed all the preparations.

Next, he needed the Heavenly Dao in the Mi Shen Tree to confirm that this place was the place of reincarnation...

But.

"How can I be sure?"

He murmured to himself, his voice echoing like heavenly music.

After hesitating for a long time, he suddenly felt something, and his consciousness looked at the dividing line of the valley-

A gourd vine quietly crossed the gap between life and death and entered the gray and cold place shrouded by yin energy.

"Xiaomu?" Song He was surprised.

The black and white gourd vine still maintained its pure white color even after entering here, and it stood up proudly.

At the top of the vine, a small gourd swayed gently.

"Master, this is what I collected for you." Xiaomu's voice came, with a smile, and it was rare to be naughty.

"Guess where the souls of the dead creatures in the Mishen Tree went?"

Song He was stunned for a moment, and his consciousness instantly flowed in this small world... He saw black and white gourd vines appearing almost everywhere.

Hidden under stones, or in dark places.

And there are bones buried under the vines and branches.

There were wolves, rabbits, foxes, and flying birds.

For a moment, he felt a little guilty - the gourd had opened, and souls ran out one after another.

They were the representative spirit beasts in the cave world, rabbits, wolves, and foxes. They were already souls, and white and soft halos flashed on their bodies.

They rushed to run on the gray-black land.

They ran towards the Yellow Spring Water.

This scene really shocked several Nascent Soul cultivators, because they could not feel any death from these souls.

They were all souls, but they did not have any negative emotions. Instead, they were extremely happy and ran into the Yellow Spring Water.

They let the turbid Yellow Spring Water drown them...

Then, they swam directly in it!

The fox carried the rabbit, the wolf carried some smaller animals, and the fish swam freely and happily in the turbid Yellow Spring Water, leaving a bright road in the Yellow Spring Water.

Moving forward, they finally crossed the ancient stone bridge. Their expressions froze for a moment, and then became ignorant.

But even so, they still helped each other and headed towards the man-made gate of the six reincarnations in the deepest part.

There was a feeling of heroism and high spirits.

Three Yuanying monks: "..."

Miao Zhenren looked at the souls with sad faces, who were slowly crossing the river with the help of the colorful divine clothes, and then looked at the souls who were so happy that they seemed to have eaten.

Even the solemn Yuanying little face showed a strange look.

Ji Zhenren murmured to himself: "No resentment at all, really not at all?"

Master Huiyuan opened his eyes, and his eyebrows were trembling. The suffering of the world is nothing more than separation between life and death. At the moment of death, there are really few creatures who can maintain a peaceful state of mind.

But these souls... they are not only peaceful, but also very happy, and they don't even care about the pain of the water of the underworld.

After passing the oblivion of the Forgetful River Bridge, they still maintained this mentality.

‘There must be some special method. It seems that I really need to talk with this little donor for a while.’ Huiyuan thought.

Many Buddhists are pursuing the paradise.

There have even been some plans.

After all, even a few of them can come up with a simple reincarnation. How could a big sect with a real foundation of tens of thousands of years not have tried this?

But the pain and emotions at the time of death are difficult to resolve. Master Huiyuan is really curious about how to resolve it.

Those souls are crystal clear, because without the huge resentment at the time of death, the water of the Yellow Spring will have less impact on them.

The loss of the true spirit will also be less.

Song He silently looked at the spirit beasts swimming in the water of the Yellow Spring, watching them rush into the simplified version of reincarnation, but... those rings trembled.

The faces of the three real people changed.

But no one spoke. Master Huiyuan just sat cross-legged silently, twisting the Buddhist beads with his fingers.

His lips moved.

One after another, sky-blue characters flew out of his mouth, stabilizing the door of reincarnation.

Just as Master Ji said, although all the elements of reincarnation are already present here, Song He still needs to admit it - this is the most difficult point.

The way of heaven and people have different views on the world.

If Song He always feels that this is not reincarnation, even if all the elements are present, it will not become reincarnation. It is not so easy to maintain the door of the six reincarnations.

It can be said that the three masters have bet all their success on Song He.

My dears, I have created a group, which can be seen at the end of the chapter. There are very few people. Everyone come in and take a look!