For the magician table [system]

After walking this distance, there is a river in front of you.The dead souls jumped down without hesitation, and were quickly washed away by the river without a trace.

what is this?

Lin Mo is still wondering, the laws and memories of the land of souls have been fully unfolded to the undead.This is the place where all souls must pass. Countless memories are scattered freely. When the rules appeared, Lin Mo understood everything in front of him almost immediately.

This is the river of reincarnation.

The river of karma and fate is constantly flowing. After entering, the dead will be pushed far away by the torrent of fate and experience another life again.

With the mood of admiring the tourist attraction, Lin Mo squeezed forward and stretched his neck to look into the river.

I saw white bones floating on the surface of the river, and scarlet liquid floating in the river, which looked very much like a river polluted by industry.Lin Mo looked at it, feeling a little disgusted, and didn't want to jump down.

What will happen if you don't go down?

The land of souls had already delivered the answer, Lin Mo tilted his head and looked towards the river with no expression on his face.

There, there are wandering figures one by one.

These are undead who have not re-entered reincarnation. They chose to wait because of some particularly strong obsessions.

There is always a strong wind blowing in the land of souls, and over time, it will cause damage to the undead.The memory will fade away little by little, and even the faces will become blurred. Some souls of the dead even have only a thin shadow left. It is estimated that they will be wiped away by the wind in a short time.

Some of them are waiting for someone.Maybe a lover, maybe a relative, maybe a friend.The strong feelings in life precipitated into obsessions after death, holding them back.

—Perhaps, wait a little longer, and they will appear.

Thinking about it this way, these former people will never be able to leave again.

One day in the sky, one year on earth.Similarly, one day in the world, one year in the underworld.How long do they have to wait?

No one knows, there are only ghosts here who are ignorant and wandering around the side of reincarnation.

They have long forgotten the past, and there is only a little obsession that they can't give up despite the vicissitudes of life, supporting them to resist the afterlife and the afterlife. They only know that they are waiting here, waiting for a vague frontier.

Do the people they were waiting for remember them?Can that longing be conveyed to the past?

Lin Mo knew it was impossible. When the object of his obsession came here, even if he could find them among the countless figures, these stubborn souls would not be able to understand anything from the smile and tears of the other party.

Wisdom is gone, the soul is broken, and all that remains is even if we meet and don't know each other.Even if they meet again across life and death, even if they abandon reincarnation and dissipate the world, they can only get a quick glance from a stranger, other than that, there is no response.

Doomed to hopeless love, doomed to nothingness obsession, what is supporting them?

Lin Mo didn't know what other people were thinking, but even he himself couldn't make a choice easily.

Just like that, he stood in front of the surging river, beside the rolling world of mortals, thinking and hesitating.

Should I just jump into reincarnation, or believe that Xiao Jiu will bring me back from the dead?

The former is to believe that he will not get lost in another life, and the latter is to give absolute trust to the disciples he teaches.

Lin Mo suddenly discovered that his choice at the moment was truly reflecting his heart.

——Is the person I trust the most, or myself?

For a long time, Lin Mo was alone in his life, and he was used to facing all ups and downs alone.Later, with Xiaojiu and Yuanlai, he shouldered much heavier responsibilities than before.However, a child will always grow up, and his disciples will one day grow enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with him and become adults who can support the world.

He knew that necessary training was indispensable, and his departure might just be an opportunity to promote their growth.

If Xiao Jiu can solve the current crisis alone and find a way to bring him back to life, the benefits he will gain in this process will be far greater than Lin Mo's own way to climb out.

Lin Mo sighed.

Growth is bound to be accompanied by pain, how could he not understand this truth?However, in Lin Mo's view, even though the actual age is not too young, Zhu Xiaojiu and Yuanlai will always be two little ones.

After struggling with melancholy for a while, Lin Mo suddenly realized a very serious question——

Hey, would Xiao Jiu think of bringing me back from the dead?

The world of self-cultivation is huge, so there are naturally many strange and magical methods, which can revive the dead and white bones.For example, the soul-changing orb is like this. Even if there is a trace of breath left, it can re-gather the soul and help people to be reborn.However, with Zhu Xiaojiu's IQ, could he think of this?

Thinking of this, Lin Mo immediately realized the seriousness of the matter.

Before, he only had to choose between believing in himself and Xiaojiu; but now he knew that, in fact, he had to choose between believing in himself and Xiaojiu's IQ!

...Does this still need to be selected?Although the difference is only three words, the difference is really too big!

I'm sorry, Xiaojiu.Lin Mo silently thought, although the teacher really wants to believe in your IQ, but... forget it, the teacher just doesn't believe in your IQ.

Anyway, Zhu Xiaojiu couldn't hear it, Lin Mo was not afraid of hurting his apprentice's self-esteem.

Alas, compared to being a teacher, Xiao Jiu's IQ is not enough and there is nothing he can do about it.Lin Mo sighed, but his face was full of complacency.The next time I need to trust Xiao Jiu's idiot index, I will definitely trust you as a teacher!

Not knowing who he was swearing to, Lin Mo closed his eyes, leaped forward, and dived into the water chicly with a perfect upside-down posture.

Fate strikes, karma stains the body.From this moment, the soul of Fang Wai, who is not attached to the world, finally falls into the world of mortals. From then on, love, resentment, love and hatred are obsessed, and sorrow and joy are empty.

People in the world of mortals no longer have the right to be superior, and the big net woven by fate has finally firmly caught the last fish that slipped through the net in this world.

How would Lin Mo feel if he knew his future fate?But at this moment, he only struggled for a moment before losing consciousness, only the last muttered words drifted between reincarnations——

"Oops, the splash is a bit big. Gudu."

Meng Lianzhi has been very depressed recently.

As a rare genius in Songshi City and the future head of Qixia Mountain, her mood has always been as calm as she was asked to be.She is used to behaving well, and has long learned to firmly suppress all emotions under the restrictions of the door rules. She always has a faint smile on her face, as if she never knows what troubles are.

But in the past few days, she was really irritable.At this moment, without a smile on her face, she hid under the farewell tree with no one around, frowning tightly.

The head of the sect was traveling, all the big and small things in the sect were on her, and what happened again... Meng Lianzhi felt devastated and didn't know what to do.

If you agree to those people's request, although it can solve the urgent need, the Soul Turning Orb will fall into the hands of others; but if you don't agree, when Hu Lu sends an attack, not only the Soul Turning Orb, but even the hundreds of people in Qixia Mountain Years of foundation will be burned overnight!

Thinking of this, Meng Lianzhi sighed lightly.

In the past 50 years, the world of comprehension has changed too much.First of all, the knife lunatic suddenly lost his cultivation base and became a mortal, attracting many enemies to covet him.At that time, Yin Xisheng and his good friend Shen Lou went to help each other, but what happened, the two disappeared inexplicably.Later, all the sects in the cultivation world sent young disciples to look for them, but for some reason, they turned against each other in the process, and finally the relationship broke down.

The stability of the cultivation world that lasted for thousands of years fell apart in just a few decades.Today, the big sects operate independently, the small sects fight each other, the morality and order of the past have disappeared, and robbery has become commonplace - the Qixia sect's catastrophe today is also caused by this.

Why did things turn out this way?

Meng Lianzhi was very confused.She has built the foundation for 30 years and has personally experienced the previous days, so she is almost completely unacceptable to the status quo.In this regard, she is not even as good as her juniors, at least they all understand the importance of decisiveness, but she always...

She sighed again.

Perhaps, I am not suitable to be the leader.

— No, not just me.

After all, he has lived in this world for nearly 100 years. At this time, Meng Lianzhi has vaguely discovered that the era of electing the best moral character in the sect to become the head has passed forever.

Morality has fallen, and domineering is rampant.At this moment, the only ones suitable for all sects are the strong ones who can lead them to glory and hegemony!

Meng Lianzhi recalled everything she saw when negotiating with the people sent by Hu Lu.The other party was arrogant, and his brows and eyes were full of the arrogance of a villain.

Ever since there was a Jindan Patriarch who successfully advanced in their sect, the entire sect suddenly turned into a rampant crab, and no longer looked down on other sects that were originally on the same level.This time, they even invited them by force, and directly asked the Qixia faction to hand over the sect's most precious treasure, the Soul Orb!

Thinking of this, Meng Lianzhi felt depressed for a while.Don't talk about the past, just talk about today, if the master is in charge, how dare they bully the door like this!

It would be great if we could have a Golden Core cultivator now.At this moment, Meng Lianzhi actually had such an unrealistic thought.

You know, and for some reason, the aura of heaven and earth has suddenly decreased in the past few decades, and it has become more and more difficult for cultivators to advance. There are more than a dozen schools around, large and small, and it has been a long time since there has been a strong Golden Core.And the powers of Jindan and above are also more restricted, almost to the point where they can't move an inch, so they have to look around for geomantic treasures.In the last year alone, in the disputes over the robbing of the treasure land, [-] powerful people fell on the spot.

Qixia sect is just a low-middle sect, so how can there be resources to pile up a golden core?Even the most favored Meng Lianzhi himself is only a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

It's impossible inside the sect, and it's even more impossible for people outside the sect to count on it.Today's world is getting more and more chaotic. At this time, even if a Golden Core cultivator suddenly appears, how can we guarantee that he will not have evil thoughts and directly occupy the Qixia Sect?

"I can promise."