"What?"
Jiang Qi was stunned for a moment, with disbelief in his eyes.
What did Zhuge Liang just say?
No underworld?
"There is no underworld."
Zhuge Liang repeated it, his expression unchanged, and said: "At least in my current sense, there is no underworld."
Jiang Qi frowned when he heard this and asked directly: "In other words, in your time, there was an underworld?"
"have."
Zhuge Liang nodded and said: "At that time, the killings were extremely heavy, and almost every day we could see messengers from the underworld extraditing the dead."
"In fact, a large part of the reason why Cao Cao set up to touch the Jin captain was to make these people cooperate with their duties as messengers from the underworld."
So it turns out that touching Jin Xiaowei still has this effect?
This can be regarded as a small secret, but in front of the information revealed by Zhuge Liang, it is nothing.
It’s not that the underworld never existed, it just doesn’t exist now.
At least in the late Eastern Han Dynasty when Zhuge Liang lived, there was an underworld.
"When did the underworld disappear?"
The most critical question came to Jiang Qi's mind and he subconsciously looked at Zhuge Liang.
"It seems you didn't understand one thing."
Zhuge Liang smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know everything."
Doesn't even Wuhou know when the underworld disappeared?
Jiang Qi fell into deep thought. No wonder he had never heard anyone talk about the underworld after entering the Xuanxiu world for so long.
At first, Jiang Qi thought it was a secret that even the Xuanxiu world could not access.
But now it seems that it is because there is no such thing as the underworld at all.
When it disappeared, no one knows.
So what could be the reason for the disappearance of the underworld?
Jiang Qi asked this question.
"Maybe it has something to do with aura, maybe it's due to other changes."
Zhuge Liang gave an ambiguous answer.
Is it aura again?
Jiang Qi suddenly felt a sense of depression, a kind of depression that was about to come.
Everything seems to be answered only during a trip to the moon two months later?
No one knows what changes the revival of spiritual energy will bring to this world.
etc.
Jiang Qi suddenly thought of a question.
Now that the underworld has disappeared, what about heaven?
What about the great gods worshiped by various sects?
Why are the apparitions throughout the ages caused by the ancestors of various sects worshiping incense, but there is no record of the arrival of gods?
Jiang Qi raised his head and was about to open his mouth when he met Zhuge Liang's extremely serious expression.
His heart skipped a beat and he swallowed the words that came to his lips alive. He opened his mouth and asked, "Since the underworld has disappeared, what should we do about extraditing the souls of the dead?"
Zhuge Liang smiled slightly and asked: "In addition to the Qingshen lineage in Maoshan, who is the current leader of the other dharma lines?"
of course.
etc.
Jiang Qi recalled the list he had seen at Lao Qian's place, which recorded the names and general resumes of the big guys from various sects.
However, there does not seem to be any information on Maoshan's other dharma lines except the Qingshen dharma lineage.
Just like Maoshan, one of the three mountains of talismans, only the Qingshen lineage can take advantage of it.
But this is obviously impossible.
In other words, people from other dharma lines are dealing with things that cannot be put on the surface.
"Maoshan is responsible for the extradition of dead souls?"
"It's just a simple reincarnation."
Zhuge Liang waved his hand and took out a cup. With a wave of his feather fan, drops of water gathered together to form a water ball that floated on top of the cup.
"This cup is the six realms of reincarnation, and the water is the soul of the dead."
"After the water accumulates to a certain extent."
Zhuge Liang dispersed Xuan Qi, who was restraining the water mass.
"Wow."
Most of the water went into the cup, but some was wasted.
Jiang Qi understood.
What Maoshan is doing now is just to collect the souls of the dead, and after they reach a certain level, they are stuffed into the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
No distinction, no restriction, everything depends on fate.
It's very crude and has endless disadvantages, but it's the best way at the moment.
"When will the next time Maoshan extradite souls?"
Jiang Qi probably guessed why Zhuge Liang didn't say that Maoshan could send Zhao Ying'er's soul to the six realms of reincarnation.
"Once in a hundred years, the next time will be ninety-eight years later."
Zhuge Liang's answer did not exceed Jiang Qi's expectations.
"Don't think about opening the Six Paths of Reincarnation yourself, or asking me to open it. It can be done, but everything is random."
Zhuge Liang seemed to have guessed what Jiang Qi was going to say and spoke in advance.
Jiang Qi smiled helplessly.
This blocks all roads.
For a while, Zhao Ying'er couldn't be reborn. Even if Jiang Qi, as a Nuo-mian, forcibly opened the passage to the Six Paths of Reincarnation, that would be fine, but what happens after that?
What you will be reincarnated into depends entirely on luck. If you enter the animal realm, you will be harming Zhao Ying'er.
What's more, what if you enter the realm of hungry ghosts and hell? That basically means no reincarnation.
It was impossible for Jiang Qi to take this risk.
If the underworld were still there, with Zhuge Liang, a big boss who could be compared to an ascended existence, Jiang Qizai, coupled with the two real people Sun Simiao and Bai Yuchan, as well as the second master's face, would be reincarnated into a wealthy family.
But now everything is false.
Jiang Qi gathered his thoughts and said, "Please ask the Prime Minister to use your magic skills to restore her to normal first."
"Um."
Zhuge Liang naturally would not reject this trivial matter that seemed to him to be casual.
"Shua"
With Zhuge Liang waving his feather fan.
Suddenly, a breeze blew.
The wind blew through Zhao Ying'er.
In Jiang Qi's induction, the evil spirit and resentment that maintained Zhao Ying'er's ghost body and were the source of her existence disappeared under the blow of this breeze.
Suddenly, Zhao Ying'er's originally blurry body became translucent, and it was slowly fading, as if it would disappear in the next moment.
The source of Zhao Ying'er's existence, the resentment and evil spirit, were slapped away by Zhuge Liang, but not even a little bit of her soul was damaged.
This extremely wonderful operation was done casually in Zhuge Liang's hands.
"Nandou."
The next moment, Zhuge Liang spoke.
Just say two words lightly.
But in Jiang Qi's perception, the entire space became three points heavier.
Ordinary people who want to extradite Nandou's Shengqi have to open an altar and set up a ritual ceremony, fast and bathe, pray to heaven and earth, and spend all their efforts.
That's it, it's up to you whether the Nandou Six Stars will talk to you or not.
But now, Zhuge Liang just said two words, and the dignified Nandou pounced on him like a little girl who lacked love.
"enter."
Zhuge Liang pointed his feather fan at Zhao Yinger, who was so transparent that she was almost invisible.
"Buzz!"
After giving the order, Nandou obeyed.
The extremely rich original energy of Nan Dou was continuously integrated into Zhao Ying'er's body, becoming the foundation of her existence, and also cleansing her original ghost body.
At this moment, although Zhao Ying'er is in a ghost body, her aura is so clear that there is no trace of turbidity. She can almost be called a ghost fairy.
Jiang Qi watched quietly.
After about ten minutes, Nandou Shengqi stopped pouring in, and Zhao Ying'er's body became extremely solid, almost no different from an ordinary person.
But there was no intention of waking up.
Jiang Qi looked at Zhuge Liang subconsciously.
What's going on?
Looking at the young man in front of him who was too lazy to use his brain, Zhuge Liang seemed to see Guan Zhang, Zhao Mahuang and his lord in the past.
Many times whenever something happened, these six people would look at me like this.
What happened? What to do? Military advisor, please speak!
Obviously there is no idiot, but why don't you think of your own things in front of me?
Zhuge Liang sighed in his heart and said: "She has a death wish."
Jiang Qi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he was relieved.
Yes, Zhao Ying'er seemed to have no worries in the world.
"Call your name."
Looking at Jiang Qi who suddenly understood, Zhuge Liang said helplessly.
"Miss Zhao Yinger?"
Jiang Qi shouted tentatively.
Almost as soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Yinger opened her eyes.
Without caring about anything else, one glance fell on Jiang Qi, and he couldn't move away even an inch.
She was still wearing the red wedding dress, as if she was still the bride to be married.
The face that was originally full of weird cracks was now as white and smooth as jade.
Against the background of the wedding dress, the beauty is breathtaking.
"You shouldn't have saved my concubine."
Zhao Ying'er looked into Jiang Qi's eyes lustfully, with satisfaction in her eyes, and she said with a smile.
"I am already a ghost, but humans and ghosts have different paths."
"My concubine's presence will only hinder your life."
She said, biting the corner of her lip, as if she wanted to say goodbye, but three hundred years of longing for her still made her turn her words around and shout out the two words she thought she would never have the chance to say again. word.
"Husband."
(End of chapter)
