Fortune telling?Super accurate!

The sky was gloomy, with large swathes of dark clouds piling up, and it seemed that a heavy rain was about to fall.Wen Heng stood outside the Rebirth Pool, staring heavily at the long, endless line in front of him in a daze, wondering if he would be able to enter the city before the heavy rain fell.

He remembered that when he ascended, he created a miracle together with 99 fellow Taoists. They chose to ascend to the upper realm on the same day, and the sound of Thunder Tribulation seemed to be still echoing in his ears.He still remembers the golden light of merit and the purple light of grandmist, he took the hand of his Taoist companion and led his disciples to soar up together, his body was light and full of unprecedented strength.

The upper realm, 33 Chongtian, when you think of the upper realm, don't you think of the blue sky, white clouds, green mountains, green waters and abundant aura?But where is this place?Where is his little friend?What about his disciples?His Taoist companion! !Why is he alone here?What nightmare is he having?

With a sweep of consciousness, there are only living beings gathered here in a thousand miles, if the things here can be called living beings.Wen Heng stared blankly at the crooked plaque hanging on the city gate, on which was written the words "Fusheng Pond".He sighed heavily, and put part of his body weight on the natal spirit plant in his left hand.

Wen Heng's natal spiritual plant is the Ding Tian Dao Wood, and in his hands, it is a begging stick more than one meter high, with two tender small leaves growing on it.I don't know if he sensed that Wen Heng's mood is not good, the small leaves on the begging stick stopped shaking and drooped limply.He looked very much like the current Wen Heng, with a dazed face and confused eyes.

"Hey, where's my head, where's my head..." Gululu rolled an irregular ball at his feet, Wen Heng took a closer look, and there was no ball, it was clearly his head!The head rolled crookedly to Wen Heng's feet, and then said to Wen Heng: "Big brother, please excuse me, I can't hold my hand firmly, can you put my head on my hand?"

Wen Heng bent down and picked up the hair on the back of his head, and the head complained: "Brother, don't pull my hairs, there are not many hairs left, and if you pull any more, you will be bald. You support me, yes, support me..." Wen Heng shuddered, and he looked at the neck below the head. The flesh on the neck seemed to have been cut off by some sharp weapon, revealing irregular wounds.

He ruthlessly stretched out his hand to support the neck below his head. He thought he would feel the bones and flesh, but there was only a cold feeling in his hand.Wen Heng asked in a low voice: "Is this okay?" There was a little black dirt on the face of the head, and Wen Heng wiped it off for him, which won the favor of the head: "It's much better. Time won't be awkward. Thanks big brother, you're a good man."

Wen Heng turned around, and behind him there was a headless body groping on the ground: "..." Wen Heng said depressedly with the head in his hand, "Hey, look at my body, I'm so stupid, the direction They were all wrong." Just as he was speaking, the body touched a round piece of dirt from the ground and poked it on his neck. After realizing that it was not his head, the body pulled the dirt off again.

Surrounded by such creatures, some have no hands, some have no legs, some have no necks, and some are even more terrifying, without bodies.Wen Heng stood here for a long time, and saw dozens of fights due to snatching of body parts.Of course, there were also people who tried to steal Wen Heng's, but after a while, they found that Wen Heng's body was the original one, so they gave up.

Wen Heng handed his head to the body that was groping on the ground. Under the guidance of the head, the two arms of the body immediately hugged the head firmly, and then pressed it firmly on the neck.But the body was a little hasty, and the neck was installed backwards.After cursing the head a few times, the arm turned the head around.

This scene is quite terrifying. In Wen Heng's perception, the body is controlled by the brain, and when the head is gone, the body will burp.It was the first time seeing a creature with its own thoughts in its limbs, Wen Heng thought with a blank expression.After the head returned to the neck, the two arms pressed the head firmly, for fear that the head would run away.The head complained: "Take it easy, the hair is going to be pulled out."

It was obviously a horrifying scene, yet Wen Heng was miraculously wanting to laugh.The head is a chatterbox: "Big brother, thank you. Where did you come from? Your body is so complete, you will definitely have a good pregnancy this time!"

Wen Heng said solemnly: "I came from the world of imperial spirits, and I came by ascension." The head responded perfunctorily: "Ah, ascension? Brother, under normal circumstances, we call this situation Guixi, you must be The ascension failed, no, they were all sent to the Rebirth Pool to reincarnate."

His head was nagging: "Hey, don't be depressed, you are considered good. Honest reincarnation, you see that your soul is so complete, you will definitely be able to vote for a good family when the time comes. Remember, reincarnation Don’t drink the water in the pool of reincarnation, or you will become a fool if you fail to reincarnate, and your body parts will be robbed. Look at me, I just accidentally choked on the water in the pool of reincarnation, and I woke up. body is gone."

Wen Heng keenly grasped the key word: "Reincarnation?" In other words, he ascended with the main force, and when others ascended, he was cremated by the catastrophe?Could it be that what he felt before ascension was an illusion?The legendary hallucinations produced by the body to numb the brain before death?

Wen Heng pinched his thigh, he felt numb and didn't feel anything.At this moment, he heard a sharp cry: "Ah, it hurts, it hurts, you pinched my arm!" He looked down and saw a man with a missing thigh next to him holding a broken knife and coveting his thigh Unfortunately, Wen Heng pinched him as soon as he stretched out his hand.

Wen Heng let go of his hand quickly, and he said why his legs felt cold to the touch because he didn't feel any sensation.Seeing that he failed to win the leg, the man crawled on both arms and quickly mixed into the front line.It seemed that many people coveted his complete body, Wen Heng pulled up his robe in distress to cover his tall self.

"You said the front is the Rebirth Pool? Are you all going to reincarnate?" Wen Heng asked his head, his head and arms twisted into a ball: "Help me quickly, this idiot is going to get rid of me again!" Wen Heng frowned, After a while, he took out a rope and tied his head tightly around his neck. Although it was a little crooked, he freed his hands.

The head was very grateful: "Thank you so much, big brother, now you won't be afraid of being separated in the Rebirth Pool." Wen Heng asked again, and the head said: "Yes, this is the Rebirth Realm, we are all A soul that is going to be reincarnated."

Wen Heng also wanted to ask some questions about the world of rebirth, but he probably choked on too much water in the reincarnation pool, so he couldn't get to the point: "I may have been a general before, fighting on the battlefield, you see My neck was cut off by the enemy!" Who asked you what happened before you died?Wen Heng was about to crack, he sighed: "Didn't you say that your body was stolen when you woke up?"

The head smiled and showed a mouthful of white teeth: "Yes, I also picked up this body later." Wen Heng didn't want to complain at first, but now he complained wildly in his heart: You are a head, you You can only be picked up by others. Where do you go to pick up the body?

Looking at the surrounding environment, Wen Heng roughly pieced together the appearance of this world.This place should be the place where the soul reincarnates. The soul here is incomplete. The more complete the soul, the greater the chance of reincarnation. Otherwise, it will be slowly worn away and the last bit of memory will disappear.Wen Heng took out a piece of pastry from the storage bag and gnawed it. He was sure of one thing, he had indeed ascended, but he was teleported here during the ascension.The evidence is the pastry in your hand. Whose soul still carries a storage bag after reincarnation?In the storage bag, there are love pastries made by apprentices?

He smiled, he was really not liked by the upper world.

Just as he was thinking, there was noise in front of him, and he saw a young man in black clothes and black hair walking towards him.The young man had a cold temperament, so he casually called out a few people to stand out: "It doesn't match." The person who was called out cried and said: "Uncle Fan, please give us another chance!"

The young man said calmly: "Your souls are too thin, and are no longer suitable for reincarnation. If you continue like this, you will only pollute the water in the Rebirth Pool." One of them ran to the Rebirth Pool like crazy after hearing what the young man said: "I don't want I don't want to stay here and turn into mud!" The man had only one arm and one leg left, and an uncoordinated bone was propped on the other leg, but his speed was extremely fast, and he ran several miles in the blink of an eye.

A black light flashed in the hands of the young man in black, and the man could no longer run. His body was as stiff as if struck by lightning. Starting from his legs, he turned into black mud little by little.In the end, the man disappeared completely, and a bone fell beside the newly emerged soil.One remnant soul just disappeared, and the remaining few remnants who were selected out cried and walked away, making those who heard it sad and those who listened to tears.

The head said: "They are all people who have not returned to the pool of rebirth. After they become mud, they can no longer be reincarnated. There will be no more of them in the world." Wen Heng looked at the mud on the ground, his boots There was a little dirt on his face, and it seemed that the dirt was on his face and bottom of his heart, and there was no way to wipe it off.

The black-haired young man came to Wen Heng very quickly, and he frowned: "Huh? Living soul?" Wen Heng raised his hand: "I think I can save it again." The young man came over and sniffed Wen Heng. Yi Ning: "No, you are not a soul, who are you? Why did you come here?!"

Wen Heng said: "I ascended from the lower realm." The black-haired young man looked at Wen Heng sharply: "Ascension? Do you know where this is?" Wen Heng replied honestly: "Someone just told me that here It is the realm of rebirth."

The young man in black said: "To be more precise, this is the fourth layer of the Nether Realm. You said you came from the ascension? Where did you come from?" Wen Heng said with a serious face, "The Spirit Realm." The young man in black said, "I've never heard of the Spirit Realm. You'd better tell me the truth, or you'll be blown away."

Wen Heng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Big brother, I also want to know what happened. I ascended normally, but in the end I was reincarnated? Is the way of heaven blind?"

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The young man in black looked at Wen Heng several times with a serious expression, his brows almost wrinkled into the word Sichuan.Looking at the face of the young man in black, Wen Heng felt that this man must be a man who is not easy to talk to, even more difficult to talk to than his disciple Leopard.

"Wugui, what's the matter?" A white figure approached quickly, and a hearty male voice came into my ears. In this low-pressure dark cloud, this voice lifted people's spirits.Wen Heng couldn't help but think of his cute little apprentice, his little apprentice sang... very ugly, often out of tune.But as long as he hears his disciple's singing, he feels that the world is beautiful.

Thinking of Tuer, Wen Heng's mood improved, and when he was in a good mood, he would smile.Here I want to talk about Wen Heng's appearance, Wen Heng is tall, with long hair that is slightly curly, loosely loose behind him.His brows and eyes are warm, and he looks like a person with a particularly good temper. He is dressed in a black Taoist robe inlaid with gold, which makes him look very reliable.When his brows and eyes are curved, his eyes will involuntarily turn into two curved slits, which makes people feel happy just by looking at them.

The young man in black was named Fan Wujiu, and he looked to the side: "There is a person who ascended here, and somehow he came to the pool of past lives." A young man in white appeared next to Fan Wujiu. There is a scar in the shape of a dark red flame in his heart.The young man in white was named Xie Bi'an, he looked at Wen Heng, and then his eyes met with squinting eyes.

Two dimples appeared on Xie Bi'an's cheeks when he smiled: "The one who ascended? Why did he come here?" Wen Heng sighed: "Don't mention it, so many people ascended together, I am the only one here, those who don't know think I died It's over."

Xie Bi'an stretched out his hand to pinch Wen Heng's arm, and exclaimed after a pinch, "Oh! This arm is so powerful! It must be a monk. There are probably too many people ascending. There is something wrong with the transmission channel. I will take you to ask it. Ask Yan Jun." Wen Heng felt that Xie Bi'an was unexpectedly easy-going, saying that he had a good impression of those surnamed Xie, when he was in the lower realm, there was a sword cultivator sect named Xie, and there were two beautiful characters!

Xie Bi'an was about to leave with Wen Heng, Fan Wujiu stopped Xie Bi'an: "Wait, you just take him to Yan Jun's side? What if he wants to hurt Yan Jun?" Xie Bi'an spread his hands: "Hey, As long as you like to worry about it, what level is Yan Jun? Can he be hurt? Didn’t you see it? He is at most an earth immortal, what can he do in front of an immortal like Yan Jun? "

After Fan Wujiu heard what Xie Bi'an said, he didn't stop him: "Forget it, let you go. Yan Jun doesn't seem to be here, you have to wait." Xie Bi'an waved his hand: "If it is impossible, I will put him in our Yan Luo Hall, There are still four ghost emperors here." Xie Bi'an's smile was so bright that Wen Heng felt that Yan Luodian should be a good place.But if you think about it carefully, what kind of place is Yan Luodian?And Ghost Emperor, is this a place where people can stay?

He was full of doubts in his heart, but he still couldn't express them.However, Xie Bi'an is a chatterbox, and he said to Wen Heng as he walked: "There are very few monks in our nether world. Although we know that there are monks from the lower realm who will come to the upper realm through ascension, but this is the ghost realm. You don't even have a shadow of yourself. You are the first cultivator to come to our Netherworld in a thousand years." Wen Heng asked in surprise, "There were monks like me who came here when they ascended?"

Xie Bi'an turned his head and smiled showing a row of small white teeth: "No, I just said it to make you feel at ease." The corners of Wen Heng's mouth twitched, his temperament was so similar to one of his friends.He has a close friend named Lingxi, who loves Lingshi unrestrainedly all his life, has no handles on his mouth, and speaks meanly.Xie Bi'an successfully reminded Wen Heng of his lost friend, Lingxi and the others realized that he was gone, so they must be hiding somewhere and calling him stupid.

The sky is getting darker and gloomy, and a heavy rain is about to fall.Xie Bi'an held up a white umbrella and greeted Wen Heng: "Come on, don't get drenched by the rain from the world of the past." Wen Heng moved under the umbrella, and a soft spiritual energy swayed, expeling the dull moisture in the air outside the umbrella.The moment Wen Heng hid in the umbrella, the raindrops fell in a splinter.

Wen Heng looked at the sky, only to see a vast expanse of darkness outside the umbrella, and the falling raindrops hanging on the edge of the umbrella turned out to be gray!The rain in this world is not white!Gray rainwater fell from the edge of the umbrella and hit the ground in a dull manner. It was raining heavily outside, but the pitch-black ground didn't even have a single drop of water accumulating. The falling rainwater was absorbed and dried up like this?Wen Heng looked at the ground in disbelief.

Xie Bi'an looked at Wen Heng's stunned expression and smiled slightly: "Don't you think it's amazing? The rainwater that falls carries the power of the Rebirth Pool. Once it hits the ground, the rainwater will return to the Rebirth Pool." What Wen Heng wanted to ask It's a bit much: "Returning to the pool?" Xie Bi'an smiled and said: "I won't tell you this for now, if you stay in our Netherworld in the future, it won't be too late to tell you."

Wen Heng is a monk who strayed into the Netherworld. He will leave here sooner or later. It is not easy for the people here to treat him well, so don't expect them to tell him the secrets here.

However, Wen Heng still has something to ask: "Just now you said, I am an Earth Immortal? What is an Earth Immortal?" Xie Bi'an held an umbrella in one hand, and rested his chin in the other, thinking: "Earth Immortal... To put it simply, an Earth Immortal It's the lowest kind of god."

A drop of sweat dripped from Wen Heng's head: "It's really... shocking people." Xie Bi'an didn't think there was anything to hurt: "I've also heard about some things in the lower realms. It's good to be able to ascend. If you can't ascend, Life after life, you can only reincarnate in the lower realm, and you can no longer be among the immortals to transcend reincarnation. Earth immortals are at least immortals. You monks who ascended from the lower realms, as long as you don’t make big mistakes, you can stay in the immortal world for the rest of your life , no matter which heaven you are in, it is a good day."

"Besides Earth Immortal, what other levels are there?" Wen Heng chatted casually, the sound of rain came from the surroundings, the surrounding was gray, and his spiritual consciousness was somewhat blocked.Xie Bi'an reminded: "Take back your spiritual consciousness, the rain in the world of rebirth will also harm the spiritual consciousness." Wen Heng quickly took it back, it is better to be commanded by others in other people's territory.

"I say you are an Earth Immortal because when you ascend, the Dao of Heaven will leave imprints on your body, and these imprints will be engraved on your spirit." Wen Heng quickly glanced at the Yuanhun in Zifu, his The primordial soul is listless, doesn't seem to have changed?

Xie Bi'an said: "Earth Immortal's imprint is gray, can you see if there are gray imprints around your primordial soul?" Wen Heng took a serious look, where is there any gray imprint on the pristine primordial soul?But he just said yes, and Wen Heng didn't bother to refute.

"In addition to the earth immortals, there are also heavenly immortals, immortal emperors, immortal emperors, and immortal emperors." Wen Heng blinked at Xie Bi'an. He didn't quite understand how these gods and immortals in the upper world were classified. Xie Bi'an said, He just listened.

"The imprint of an immortal is dark gold, the imprint of an immortal is bright gold, the imprint of an immortal is close to white, and the imprint of an emperor is said to be pure white." Xie Bi'an comforted Wen Heng, "An earth immortal like you At most, basically [-]% of the ascended are Earth Immortals. Of the remaining [-]%, [-]% are Heavenly Immortals, and a very small number can become Immortal Kings and Immortals. As for Immortal Emperor, there is only one." Xie Bi'an's smile was very warm : "The above are some news about the Upper Realm that I know. I don't know what it is like now. I have never been to the Upper Realm."

Wen Heng cupped his hands politely: "Thank you, fellow daoist." Xie Bi'an chuckled, "It's strange that someone calls me fellow daoist." Wen Heng struggled a bit: "Then...thank you, sir?" The soul calls Fan Wujiu Uncle Fan, so it's not too much for him to call Xie Bi'an, Uncle Fan, right?

Xie Bi'an looked at Wen Heng with complicated eyes, and Wen Heng felt that he probably didn't like this title.

A red light suddenly appeared around, and when I looked carefully, I didn't know when a large area of ​​flowers appeared on the side of the road.Wen Heng knows these flowers!He was very happy: "I didn't expect there to be Lycoris in Nether Realm? When I was in the Lower Realm, my apprentice planted a lot by the roadside, and it grows really well here."

Xie Bi'an slipped and almost fell: "What did you say? What is this?" Wen Heng said solemnly, "Lycoris, there are red ones, yellow ones and white ones. When they bloom, you can only see the flowers but not the leaves." Xie Bian said : "Ordinarily elegant people will call Lycoris in the Netherworld the Bianhua, and those who are more elegant will call them Manzhushahua." Wen Heng nodded: "Oh."

If it wasn't for Lycoris Wenheng, who would follow Xie Bi'an's surname, his young disciples would have planted them on many roads in the sect, and they would bloom all over the mountains and plains every autumn.Then Xuantianzong will send an invitation to the entire cultivation world—Xuantianzong Lycoris is blooming!Come and see!As long as you have a spirit stone, you can see the extraordinary scenery of Xuantianzong in autumn.

Every autumn, the disciples have to make a small profit. Will Wen Heng talk nonsense about this?

Not long after his ascension, Wen Heng began to miss the Spirit Realm and his sect.He sighed and looked at the red Lycoris in the rain: "We have ascended this year, will anyone go to Xuantianzong to see flowers?"

Xie Bi'an said to Wen Heng: "We will soon arrive at Yan Luodian, where we work." Wen Heng looked forward, but saw nothing. Where is the agreed Yan Luodian?At this moment, the world suddenly spun, and he felt that his soul was about to be pulled out by someone, kneaded into a ball and then spread out.

Just when Wen Heng was about to spit it out, the world stopped spinning, and Xie Bi'an and his big umbrella lay on the ground, that posture was not very elegant.Wen Heng stretched out his hand to pull him: "Thank you fellow daoist? Thank... Thank you, uncle?"

A delicate female voice came from the side: "Xiaobai will faint for a while every time he comes from the world of rebirth to the Hall of Yama. Don't worry about him, he will be fine after a while." Cold sweat dripped down Wen Heng's head, is that so?He felt that he couldn't bear it, but he didn't expect that the leader was better than him?

He looked towards the place where the sound had just been made, and saw a burly man sitting by a small arched bridge with a soup pot in front of him.The big man has beards all over his face, squatting beside the soup pot like a hill, when he saw Wen Heng looking at him, the big man pinched his nostrils with his little finger, but a little girl's voice came out of his mouth: "Eh? Ah, new here? Come, come, have a drink of soup, you are welcome!"

Unable to explain, Wen Heng was stuffed with a large coarse porcelain bowl, and there was a bowl of soup in the large bowl, which smelled very fragrant.Wen Heng felt that this soup was very similar to the tofu soup in Hengtian City, and he saluted the big man politely: "Thank you, fellow Taoist." The big man rubbed his big hands: "Everyone is responsible for welcoming new colleagues! After making this bowl Meng Po Tang, I am a Netherman in this life!"

Under the gaze of the big man, Wen Heng took a sip of the soup and smacked his lips: "Well..." The big man said in a delicate voice that didn't fit his burly figure: "How is it?" Wen Heng pondered: "Adding some coriander will make it more delicious!"