All the people in the small Taoist temple are not human

After breakfast, Cheng Xinghai went to unpack the courier.In addition to some daily necessities, there is a box of wooden signs sent by the lumber factory.

The wooden sign is similar to the ordinary work sign, it is blank, without any engraved words or patterns.

This is made from the heart of the locust tree on Mount Anning.The locust tree has a heavy yin, and it can make ghosts hide after being cast with a secret method.

Senior old ghosts like Yuan Ji and Chi Yan are not afraid of the sun.But Qun Qun and Hao Shuai couldn't, Cheng Xinghai wanted them to appear during the day, so he could only use these wooden signs.

Finding another engraving tool from the courier, Cheng Xinghai carefully engraved the three characters of An Ning Guan on the top of the wooden sign, engraved the name of the skirt in the middle, and engraved a formation of condensing yin energy on the back to ensure that the skirt can be worn It will no longer be damaged by sunlight after being placed on the wooden sign.

Qun Qun was flattered and cautiously emerged from the mirror.

Although there is no direct sunlight in the house, it still makes her uncomfortable during the day.But after wearing the wooden plaque today, the burning sensation that was ubiquitous during the day has disappeared.

Except that she couldn't feel the warmth, it was no different from when she was still alive, and there was even a shadow on the ground.

She was ecstatic: "I feel alive again, thank you Lord!"

Cheng Xinghai smiled: "You're welcome, but you're dead after all, so don't run out casually if you have nothing to do. One is that you might run into someone you knew before you were alive and cause panic. The second is that if you encounter something unreasonable, If I see through your identity and take you away, I may not be able to save you."

"I understand." Qunqun nodded repeatedly. She didn't have much concern in this world, but she was reluctant to part with the house she had worked so hard to buy.Now that the house is owned by someone else, she also looks away, it is not bad to stay in the concept of peace.

Cheng Xinghai made another sign for Hao Shuai and Chang Hailiang and handed it to them.Not to mention how happy Hao Shuai was, he happily ran around in the Taoist temple after wearing the badge.

As for the four ghosts in the mineral water bottle, they are still serving their sentences.When their sentences were over, Cheng Xinghai said that he would consider engraving a plaque for them as well.

The four ghosts burst into tears of gratitude.

Chang Hailiang didn't expect that the benefits would be so good on the first day of work, and he couldn't wait to dedicate himself to the Taoist temple: "Monastery master, can I go to Lanshui City to pick up tourists now?"

"Don't worry, there are too few seats on the bus, I have to find someone to get you a bus." Cheng Xinghai said.

Chang Hailiang is gearing up: "I really want to contribute to our Taoist temple quickly."

Qunqun hugged her colorful feather duster and was puzzled: "It's already miserable to be a social animal alive, why do you have to work so hard when you're dead?"

Chang Hailiang raised his head and chest proudly: "The spirit of migrant workers is the soul of migrant workers, and migrant workers are masters! The traditional virtues of hard work and bravery cannot be lost even after death."

Qunqun: "... But ordinary social animals can't be the boss no matter how hard they work, they can only be squeezed out of surplus value, so what are you doing?"

Chang Hailiang is impassioned: "Dedication does not expect anything in return!"

The way Ququn looked at him was like looking at a gambler who was stuck in a quagmire.

Little Luobo is full of curiosity about the world of adults. Hearing Qunqun talk about squeezing the surplus value, he thinks that people can squeeze juice just like carrots, and feels horrified: "Then how can the workers not be squeezed?"

Qunqun: "Hang up the capitalists on the street lamps!"

Cheng Xinghai watched this scene speechlessly, and felt that it was better to send Xiaoluo to school, lest they be taught badly by the ghosts in the Taoist temple.

He simply made a wooden sign for each of the radishes.

The radishes put them on, and in a burst of white light, they turned into five three- and four-year-old children, three boys and two girls, who looked younger than Chi Yan.

The little radishes were so novel, they squeezed in front of the skirted mirror, rubbed their white and tender faces and arms, and pulled each other's hair, all of them found it interesting.

Yuan Ji looked at the group of children in the room and felt a headache: "There is no kindergarten nearby. If you send them to school, it will be a long way."

Cheng Xinghai had already thought about it: "Just let Chang Hailiang pick him up when he goes to and from get off work."

Chang Hailiang said no problem.

Chi Yan looked at Erlang's legs and asked: "Then how to get the student status and household registration? These two things in Lanshui City are very valuable. It is said that the housing in the better school districts has increased to more than 30 square meters. The housing in the old dilapidated elementary school district of 2000 square meters a day It costs [-] million, mom, do you have the money to buy it?"

With the support of the wealthy lady Lin Li, Cheng Xinghai could afford the money, but he didn't think it was necessary: ​​"The little radishes have made contributions to society anyway, how can they be children who are out of school? I plan to ask Daoist Xue to help them. Get the student status and household registration."

Xue Yongqing is the head of the Taoist Association, and the police will come to him occasionally when encountering supernatural events that cannot be solved. It is no problem to get the household registration and school status for a group of little monsters who have maintained social stability.

Cheng Xinghai called and talked about it, Xue Yongqing agreed without saying a word, and asked Chi Yan thoughtfully if he wanted to go to the kindergarten together, Chi Yan was so angry that he yelled at the phone: "This king is hundreds of thousands of years old! No! need!"

Cheng Xinghai was still a little surprised, Chi Yan was so childish that he didn't look like a ghost of his age at all.

After finishing all this, Cheng Xinghai went to order paper bundles for the bus.Although the price of exquisite paper bundles is not low, it is definitely cheaper than a million-dollar real passenger car.

Cheng Xinghai was not reluctant either, and asked the craftsman to make the best ones for him. At the same time, he also ordered a few sets of paper clothes for Hao Shuai and Qunqun, and burned them together when the time came.

After a few days, everything was settled.

Chang Hailiang put on the newly burnt overalls and the pagoda tree sign of Anningguan, and went down the mountain early in the morning with five small radishes that turned into human shapes, and drove the newly bought paper bus on the road happily.

The paper-made passenger car had been burned to Chang Hailiang before, and Cheng Xinghai embedded a formation in it to prevent the yin from spilling out. Even people from the Taoist sect would not find anything abnormal when they saw the car.

Xue Yongqing arranged for the little radishes the best kindergarten in Lanshui City, which is near a bustling business district in the east of the city.There happened to be a square nearby, so Cheng Xinghai set the pick-up point for the shuttle bus there.

The shuttle bus picks up twice a day. The departure time from Lanshui City to Anning Mountain is 8:1 am and 12:5 pm, and there will be a bus from Anning Temple back to Lanshui City at [-]:[-] pm and [-]:[-] pm.After seeing off the tourists, Chang Hailiang picked up five little radishes from the kindergarten.

It costs hundreds of yuan to take a taxi from Lanshui City to Anning Mountain, and the bus ticket is only 20 yuan once, and 30 yuan can be used for a round trip. The price is close to the people. Once launched, it has been widely praised. .

Lanshui City Forum:

[Title: Shuttle bus is now open for An Ning Temple! 】

[Original: The Temple of Peace is really amazing. The shuttle bus only costs 30 yuan for a round trip. I suspect that they are losing money.Bus timetable map.jpg]

[1L: Buying is not as good as selling, right? 】

[2L: An Ning Temple is even reluctant to use cinnabar and yellow paper for drawing symbols, how could it be possible to afford a navy? 】

[3L: The upstairs angle is quite strange, but An Ning Temple is still building mountain roads, and has bought millions of buses, how could it be possible to have no money? 】

[4L: Money should be spent wisely. Road repairs and shuttle buses are convenient for pilgrims. What's the use of buying navy?Add KPI to the forum? 】

[5L: Don't say anything, I'll just shout: Guanzhu Cheng is an eternal god! 】

[6L: Upstairs is the landlord who was haunted by Falan Water City Amusement Park last time, right?The official report was food poisoning, and compensation was paid to all employees, but some people also said that it was haunted. What happened? 】

[7L: It is said that there was a Taoist priest who went to collect ghosts that day, right? 】

……

Liang Keman looked at these netizens who asked her the truth, smiled slightly, and quit the app, hiding her merits and fame.

She touched up her makeup and went out dressed up beautifully.

Not long ago, Liang Keman participated in the event of the Lanshui City blind date website. Today is the day when the man and woman meet, hoping to find a favorite half.

The event is scheduled in a buffet hotel, and the two parties can communicate freely. If both parties are interested in each other, they can sit down and have a meal and chat together.

Liang Keman belonged to the kind of sweet-looking girls, and soon chatted with one of the gentle-looking boys wearing glasses.

Just as the two were going to sit down and eat, two girls suddenly broke in at the door.The two girls were not very old, but they looked around as soon as they came in, with serious expressions, it was obvious that they were not here for a blind date.

When they saw Liang Keman, they walked over aggressively, picked up their bags and threw them down at the man whose back was facing them: "Scumbag! You still have the face to go on a blind date! It's not enough to harm us both! You have to be ashamed! Lie money!" Liar! Garbage soft rice man!"

The people next to him hurried over to try to persuade the fight, and the scene was in chaos.

Liang Keman accidentally fell down on the sofa in the chaos, and saw that the scumbag retreating talisman that fell out of the bag was showing a faint light, and her eyes were straightened in shock.

As expected of Master Cheng!

If it weren't for this spell, she would have almost fallen into the trap of a scumbag!

Seeing the scumbag and the sisters who beat the scumbag were taken away by the police, Liang Keman couldn't help opening the Lanshuicheng Forum APP again.

[Title: The scumbag retreat talisman of An Ningguan, sisters deserve it! 】

She gave a brief account of today's situation, and attached a photo of the scumbag man's withdrawal talisman, and soon some netizens responded.

[1L: Today's Taoist temples really make up anything in order to make money, how could there be such a spell.If the poster didn't make it up, it just happened to meet a scumbag and get beaten. 】

[2L: The original poster, you replied to the post next door. Is Lanshui City Amusement Park haunted? 】

[3L: It's gone, it's just a navy again. 】

【4L: Can my sister buy it for me?It's inconvenient for me to go to Lanshui City in other places, and I also want to buy a scumbag retreat talisman. 】

[5L: Don't be fooled by the upstairs, this is simply an IQ tax. 】

[6L: Anyway, 100 yuan is not expensive. If I can really avoid the scumbag, I will burn incense for Master Cheng. 】

[7L: I want it too, the fucking scumbag hurt me a lot! 】

……

It's hard to say much about the amusement park, but Liang Keman saw that many sisters in the post wanted the scumbags to withdraw their talismans, so she went straight to Anning Mountain when she was free in the afternoon.

Lin Li manages the daily life of Anning Mountain. Now that Qunqun can come out during the day, it can help her a lot.

Yuan Ji and Chi Yan were practicing, while Cheng Xinghai was drawing design drawings in his room.

There are many beautiful scenery on Anning Mountain, but no one knows about it because it has not been developed.Cheng Xinghai wanted to build a few roads and viewing platforms without destroying the original scenery, so that people can come to enjoy the beautiful scenery and enjoy the nature.

The backyard where they usually rest does not allow tourists to come in, so as not to be found to be full of ghosts.But Liang Keman knew Chi Yan's identity a long time ago, so Lin Li didn't stop her and asked Qunqun to bring him in.

Knowing her reason for coming, Cheng Xinghai showed joy: "My talisman is so easy to sell? How many people want it? I'll go and draw it for them."

"When I first came here, I counted eight sisters who wanted to buy it. Would you consider opening an online store without going through the process? Just let them place an order directly." Liang Keman said.

Cheng Xinghai also thought about this before, but because there were too many things to delay, he only opened a Weibo when the Taoist temple reopened to release some news.

Now that the sales of the charms are so good, it's time to set up an online store. He immediately registered the store online, and Liang Keman posted the address of the online store in the previous forum post.

While a group of people laughed at Liang Keman's post that it must be an advertisement, the scumbag in the online shop had already placed more than a dozen orders.

Cheng Xinghai handed over the matter of the online store to Qunqun to take care of it, happily went to draw a symbol, and contacted the courier company.

Whether it's a safety talisman, amulet, spiritual talisman, or a scumbag retreating talisman, the online store prices are all one hundred.

In Lanshui City, you can go to the shuttle bus meeting point to find Chang Hailiang to pick it up, or you can come to Anning Temple to find the left-behind skirts to pick it up.If customers from other places need to mail it, they will have to pay an additional ten yuan for express delivery.

Cheng Xinghai contacted a courier company. When Chang Hailiang went to the city to pick up and drop off customers, he handed over the courier to them for delivery. Everything was perfect.

At the beginning, the Qingling Talismans sold to Yue Chengzhi were a bit expensive, and Cheng Xinghai kindly made up for him a few safe and Qingling Talismans.

……

The days in the Taoist temple were leisurely and peaceful. On this day Cheng Xinghai sent away a group of pilgrims, and saw Zhang San with two shackles standing in the woods outside the Taoist temple sneakily, and smiled flatteringly at him.

"Do you need me? Why don't you go in?" Cheng Xinghai walked over and asked.

The yin is not afraid of the sun, but Zhang San still hides his body in the shade of the tree as much as possible: "Your Majesty Mingzun is inside, I dare not trespass. Last time you asked me to bring back Zhao Ailian to enter the trial division. Your Excellency Judge thinks that this matter has to be decided between you and His Majesty Mingzun."

Cheng Xinghai was also a little concerned about Zhao Ailian, so he took them to the backyard where there were no outsiders.

Chi Yan had just been beaten in the game until his mother didn't recognize him. He was holding his phone and looking up at the sky, suspicious of ghosts.Seeing the things carried by the two servants behind Zhang San, he sat up in surprise: "Why did you bring the Nie Jingtai?"

The iconic ghost horns on his head were not put away, and with the two bells that looked like top-level magic weapons, Zhang San didn't dare to underestimate him even if he didn't know him, and said truthfully: "Mr. I have seen something remarkable, and I am here to ask Your Majesty to make a decision."

Chi Yan snorted, and raised his chin to signal the servant to take off the black cloth covering the Nie Jingtai: "Let me see what a big thing it is, even that stubborn old man doesn't dare to decide."

Zhang San's little heart was pounding. What kind of boss is this guy with such an arrogant tone?

He didn't dare to ask more, and watched Cheng Xinghai call Yuan Ji out of the room, and lowered his head to take away the black cloth from the Nie Jing platform.

The mirror of evil can reveal the sins of the person standing in front of the mirror, but it is not a mirror, but a crystal clear crystal stone.Underneath is the fiery red hellfire as the base, engraved with the words "There is no good man in front of the evil mirror".

Zhang San took out a piece of jade pendant, and silently recited a spell in his mouth. Zhao Ailian's soul breath floated out of the jade pendant and merged into the Nie Jingtai.

The black mist floats in the transparent crystal stone, emitting a black light, like a 3D projection, illuminating another image in the room.

The place in the projection is the basement of the Zhao Mansion. The sacrificial ceremony has already begun. The magic circle on the ground is filled with blood, and there are several corpses lying around in disarray, all of which were drained to death.

These people are all wearing tattered clothes, and it can be seen that their families are very poor. They are presumably the lower class people who were abducted or bought from various places.

The projection of the evil mirror was extremely realistic, not only did Cheng Xinghai truly feel the scene, but even the damp and bloody atmosphere in the basement was simulated.

Zhao Ailian was tied up in the coffin and could not move. Her parents, the housekeeper and a group of servants knelt in front of the table and recited spells in unison.

Chi Yan snorted: "Using so many human lives to invite evil spirits, I'm not afraid of being backlashed."

In the middle of the blood sacrifice array in the projection, surging black air gushes out, as if it is connected with the underworld.At the same time, the formation glowed with a penetrating red light, which pierced people's eyes. When the light dissipated, a blurry figure appeared on Zhao Ailian's coffin amidst the strong ghostly aura.

The ghostly breath filled the entire Zhao mansion, as well as the hut that accommodated the projection.

Chi Yan looked at Yuan Ji in surprise: "Dad, why is it you?"

Zhang San was startled, this is Ming Zun's baby, so isn't that His Majesty the Ghost King? ? ?

Yuan Ji stared at the figure with a dull expression, without making a sound.

Cheng Xinghai patted Chi Yan on the head: "Look more clearly, it's not your dad, it's the guy from the amusement park."

Chi Yan carefully identified this breath again, and said in shock: "It is indeed that guy, but how could he look more like Dad than when he was in the amusement park? Dad, you don't have a twin brother, do you?"

"I want to know too." Yuan Ji looked at Cheng Xinghai meaningfully.

Cheng Xinghai signaled him to rest assured: "Even if you are twins, I will not empathize with someone else, I only like you."

Zhang San: "???"

He felt that he received too much information today.

Yuanji's original intention was to know whether Tiandao had created another god similar to him when he created him.But now hearing what Cheng Xinghai said, Yuan Ji was even more satisfied, curled his lips and said, "I only like you too."

Chi Yan rolled his eyes, and secretly kicked over the bowl of dog food in his heart.

The screen projected by the Nie Jingtai was still going on. Mr. Zhao and the others were overjoyed at the success of the summoning, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty the Ghost King, the sacrifice has been prepared. Please enjoy it and keep the glory of the Zhao family for a hundred years."

However, the old ghost floating in the air did not move, but said coldly: "You want a century of glory for this little sacrifice?"

His voice was as cold as ancient ice, with the power to hit the soul directly, making Zhang San feel uncomfortable.

Master Zhao and the others were even shocked until their ears bleed, but they still did not back down, but said: "It is hard to find sacrifices now, please allow us to install them in installments..."

Before he finished speaking, he was bounced away by the ghostly spirit of the old ghost.

"With 1 people, there must be no less." The old ghost said coldly.

Mrs. Zhao was too frightened to speak.

A shrill female voice suddenly sounded in the silent basement: "I can help you find 1 people!"

The voice came from inside the coffin, and it was Zhao Ailian's first words after spitting out the cloth ball in her mouth.

The old ghost looked at her condescendingly: "What do you want?"

"I want to kill them all!" Zhao Ailian lay in the coffin and couldn't get up, but there was hatred and fierceness in her eyes.

"Okay." The old ghost replied playfully, and the sharp ghost aura cut Zhao Ailian's throat.

In the next second, his powerful ghost energy poured into Zhao Ailian's body, and when Zhao Ailian's soul left the body, he had already become a highly cultivated ghost.

Master Zhao was terrified: "No...it can't be like this...Your Majesty the Ghost King...Your Majesty Chi Yan, I am the one who traded with you, not my daughter!"

Before he finished speaking, his heart was taken out by the fierce ghost that Zhao Ailian transformed into.

The old ghost just sneered and quickly disappeared into the basement.

Zhao Ailian went on a killing spree in the Zhao mansion, and controlled the souls of these people, pretending that everything in the Zhao mansion was as usual, constantly deceiving people into the Zhao mansion, and making sacrifices to the old ghost.

Chi Yan was so angry that he cursed: "Damn! How dare he pretend to be the king! This king's reputation is ruined by this kind of rubbish!"

Cheng Xinghai rubbed his little head to comfort him.

The aura of this old ghost was so similar to Yuan Ji's that even Chi Yan couldn't distinguish it immediately, and neither did the judge.

But the judge knew that this was not Yuan Ji's character, and wanted to report the matter to Chi Yan, but he was not in the underworld, so Zhang San had to come directly to the world to find Yuan Ji.

The light of the evil mirror gradually faded, and the room returned to its original state.

Chi Yan said angrily: "This old ghost's cultivation level is not low, these sacrifices are useless to him, why do he still want to eat?"

"He didn't eat." Yuan Ji said.

Everyone in the room looked at him at the same time.

Yuan Ji explained: "The bones and souls of these people have been preserved, which means that the ghost didn't come to collect sacrifices at all, he just wanted these people to die."

Chi Yan didn't understand: "Harvest others and benefit yourself, what is this old ghost's hobby?"

Yuan Ji looked at Cheng Xinghai with heavy eyes, but did not speak.

Cheng Xinghai didn't notice his gaze, but remembered the dream he had not long ago.This old ghost made him feel like the person in the dream, and a name even vaguely appeared in Cheng Xinghai's mind - Qi Dian.

He didn't know how he came up with this name, but since his intuition was always accurate, Cheng Xinghai asked, "Do you know Qi Dian?"

Chi Yan said: "I still know the end point."

Yuan Ji knew that Cheng Xinghai would not ask this for no reason: "What's the starting point?"

"It's just a person's name, I thought of it suddenly." Cheng Xinghai actually didn't remember that dream very much, he only remembered the scarred person in it.

Chi Yan shook his head.

Yuan Ji had never heard of this name before: "How did you come up with this name?"

"I can't say, it's just my intuition. But you haven't heard of it, maybe I'm wrong." Cheng Xinghai is not a person who likes to find troubles for himself. Facing the evil mirror in front of him, "I skipped class and hit someone before, will it be recorded by this thing?"

"Why are you still beating people?" Yuan Ji asked.

"In the past, there was a gangster who blocked the students in our orphanage to ask for money, and I beat him up." Cheng Xinghai said, standing in front of the evil mirror, wanting to see what sins he has committed.

Yuan Ji was afraid that the Nie Jingtai would be broken on the spot, so he hastily pulled him back: "The Nie Jing Platform will not record such small things, it will only reveal big crimes."

Now Cheng Xinghai felt relieved, he had never done anything bad.

Yuanji ordered Zhang San to send back the Nie Jingtai: "Let the judge deal with it as usual. If there is any whereabouts of the ghost in the mirror, please come and report to me. Don't act rashly, you are not his opponent."

Zhang San left in response.

Chi Yan asked Cheng Xinghai in confusion: "Why are you still skipping class?"

Cheng Xinghai: "A college career without skipping classes is incomplete."

Chi Yan didn't understand anymore: "Except for five radishes, only living people have to go to class."

Cheng Xinghai felt that the child was even more stupid: "Am I not alive?"

At first, Chi Yan thought that Cheng Xinghai was just an ordinary person, but when he fought Cheng Xinghai that night, he found that he was extraordinary. Chi Yan always thought that Cheng Xinghai was a fairy whose cultivation was so advanced that even he couldn't see clearly.

But from Cheng Xinghai's tone, did he really think he was an ordinary mortal?

Chi Yan looked at his father in astonishment.

His father signaled him not to ask more questions.

Chi Yan covered his small face in distress, unable to figure this out, decided to do some serious business as a ghost king: "Father, what is that old ghost pretending to be me trying to do? Killing people and refusing to eat them, so as to add more meat to our underworld." ?"

Yuan Ji said thoughtfully: "Perhaps it is to break their reincarnation."

Cheng Xinghai didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

Yuan Ji looked at him unblinkingly: "During the ancient times, gods and ghosts were rampant, and only mortals were as weak as ants. Mortals prayed day and night, and the law of heaven sent down cultivation methods. Gradually, there were immortal cultivators who could communicate with gods who were born with magical powers. Ghosts contend. But the road to immortality is difficult, and even one out of tens of thousands of people may not be able to succeed. Ordinary people don’t want to lose their souls, so God gave them the path of reincarnation.”

This is different from what Cheng Xinghai saw in the classics: "Isn't there still a soul after death? How could the soul fly away?"

Chi Yanhui held up his small hands to answer this question: "In the beginning, the soul and body of mortals were one. When the body died, the soul also collapsed. But because of their constant prayers, God mercifully separated their souls from their bodies. They have a second chance to survive, which is to live as a ghost."

But this has a sequelae, that is, when a person just dies, the soul is very fragile and confused under normal circumstances, and needs guidance to enter the underworld smoothly.

Even if you enter the underworld, if you don't find a proper way to cultivate, you can't become a ghost cultivator. You can only be a lonely wild ghost all the time, and finally die from exhaustion.

The souls of the underworld were unwilling to perish, and cried day and night, and God prepared a road of reincarnation for them, so that they could be reincarnated and live another life.

After Chi Yan said all this, he crossed his chest and sighed: "The way of heaven favors the human race very much, and it gives them chances to reincarnate again and again, so that they can live forever. Natural ghost races like me and my father are born ghosts. There is no way to enter reincarnation. If you die, you will disappear forever."

Cheng Xinghai seemed to understand a bit: "So the old ghost broke the reincarnation of those people in order to let them perish?"

"The power and existence of everything in the world, including me and Chi Yan, come from the way of heaven. Every time a person is sent into reincarnation, the way of heaven will take an extra part of the power to escort this person to reincarnation and support him to grow up. The old ghost cut off those people The road of reincarnation is also saving power for the Dao of Heaven." Yuan Ji looked at Cheng Xinghai with distressed eyes.

Everything in the world is created by the way of heaven and is supported by the way of heaven.Every time there are more things in the world, the power of heaven will be weaker.

And every reincarnation will cause Tiandao to consume another power for him while bearing the existence of this mortal, which is equivalent to double energy consumption.

Chi Yanfu felt that he had figured out the reason. He stood up from the sofa and asked, "Father, could this old ghost be one of the first gods created by Tiandao? Does he like Tiandao?"

Yuan Ji glared at him.

Chi Yan didn't understand what he said wrong: "If he doesn't like Tiandao, why would he want to save energy for Tiandao? In human terms, the power of Tiandao is equivalent to using nuclear power plants all over the world to power a 20-watt light bulb. , can be used for a long time."

"Shut up." Yuan Ji interrupted him, held Cheng Xinghai's hand, and said in a deep voice, "Tian Dao is very weak now."

Cheng Xinghai could actually guess that in the past there were monks who practiced Taoism and became immortals like Shui Yinran.But now, even in Qingyang Temple, one of the best Daoist temples, the disciples who have achieved success in cultivation are only a little better than ordinary people, and far inferior to people like Shang Shui Yinran. It can be seen that the Dao of Heaven can no longer support more monks.

Yuan Ji held Cheng Xinghai's hand even tighter, as if this was the only way to ensure that he would not leave: "After the death of the soul, the power will drift between the heaven and the earth, and finally slowly return to the way of heaven, but this process is very slow, not as good as the way of heaven sending the soul. The mana consumed when entering reincarnation. The current situation in this world is like a group of people skating, but the ice surface is actually very fragile and may collapse at any time."

And if the way of heaven collapses, this world and everything in the world will cease to exist.

Chi Yan was worried: "Does the old ghost want the way of heaven to become stronger again? How slow is it to kill mortals? You should kill those with cultivation like us. The higher the cultivation level, the more power you can give back to the way of heaven after death. Dad, Is the old ghost's next target going to be us?"

Yuan Ji glanced at him: "Then why don't you go to practice?"

Chi Yan felt the pressure, jumped off the sofa, and ran to the next door to practice.

Only Yuan Ji and Cheng Xinghai were left in the room. He sat down beside Cheng Xinghai, hugged him tightly, and whispered: "In order to preserve the way of heaven, the old ghost actually did the right thing. What do you think?"

He looked at Cheng Xinghai with some trepidation.

Cheng Xinghai leaned in his arms, frowned and thought for a while, then thoughtfully said: "The way of heaven is so powerful, he should have thought about it, right? Now that he is still sending people into reincarnation, it means that the current consumption is not enough. It's within his tolerance. Isn't the old ghost worrying unnecessarily?"

Yuan Ji kissed his lips, and his voice was hoarse: "If you are Tiandao, you are already very weak now, would you be willing to use this method to recover? The power of everything, and even the existence of everything comes from you , all of this is yours. You should take back your own things, as it should be."

"If you have to take it back, then what did I create you for?" Cheng Xinghai asked.

Yuan Ji: "One moment and another moment."

Cheng Xinghai hooked his neck, feeling the icy cold temperature beside Yuan Ji, and his tense emotions were relieved: "That's not enough to take the things back. You also said that the dissipated power will reappear. Returning to the way of heaven, but at a slower speed. As long as you grasp the gap between the two, you should be fine."

"Then what if such a state will make your consciousness blurred, and you will not even be able to keep a body to walk in the world like now?" Yuan Ji asked.

Cheng Xinghai was taken aback, feeling that this passage was inexplicably familiar.He couldn't remember when he had heard of it, but when he thought that he would be separated from Yuan Ji, his heart filled with endless reluctance.

Is it for the common people, or for the lover?

Cheng Xinghai was thinking in a daze, then suddenly smiled, hugged Yuan Ji and said, "You really gave me a problem."

Yuan Ji's heart trembled.

When he returned to the way of heaven thousands of years ago, he also said exactly the same thing.

The way of heaven in the last life was also called Xinghai, and the sky and the earth were about to collapse, Yuan Ji asked him if he could not leave, he also smiled slightly, sighed and said: "You really gave me a problem. "

He can shrink the world, so that the power of the abandoned part will return to the way of heaven, enough to continue to support the rest of the world, and he can continue to walk in the world.

Or, like the old ghost, he can take mana back from others and use it to support the world.He is the way of heaven, as long as he makes a move, no one can resist.

But he didn't have any, he chose to leave by himself, and sent the power of heaven and earth in his body back to the body of heaven and earth, so as to continue to maintain the normal operation of the world.

Yuan Ji watched his figure dissipate between the sky and the earth with his own eyes, and finally he couldn't sense even a trace of breath.

After he left, Yuan Ji thought more than once that as long as he killed the first-generation gods who had occupied the most power, the Dao of Heaven would be able to re-form and return to him.

But remembering that he didn't want to do this, Yuan Ji held back again.

In the end, Yuan Ji could only use up all his life's cultivation to pray for him to wake up early and re-form.

However, only [-]% of Yuan Ji's cultivation base scattered between heaven and earth can be reabsorbed by Heavenly Dao at most, and the remaining [-]% will be taken advantage of by other spirits before Tiandao absorbs it.

Therefore, Yuan Ji used the rest of his cultivation to create Chi Yan to guard the underworld for him, lest the old ghosts of the underworld rebel when he was weak.

Yuan Ji's thoughts gradually withdrew from the past, and he hugged Cheng Xinghai tightly in his arms.

Although I waited for a long time, but fortunately he waited for it.

The love that was ashamed to express tens of thousands of years ago no longer has to be scruples.

"I love you." He whispered in Cheng Xinghai's ear.

Cheng Xinghai leaning on his shoulder smiled lightly.

"I love you too." He said lightly, straightened up and gently kissed Yuanji's ear.

The soft and warm touch went from the ear to the heart, and Yuan Ji's heart was agitated, and he lowered his head and kissed Cheng Xinghai.

At this moment, his cold lips felt the temperature of Cheng Xinghai's body, like a piece of burning ice.

The wind entangled the branches and leaves, and the crabapple in the courtyard swayed slightly.

Flowers are beautiful.

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